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Slowly the hand opens, fingers unfurling to reveal the glistening gold disc within. As the shadows of each digit creep away to let in enough light Plan B leans slightly, as if eager to get a look, but not eager enough to open his hand faster. The face of a stern looking man looks back at them...

This sick fuck is actually enjoying having his own MO turned on him. It's not exactly uncommon for a criminal with a penchant for ritualistic actions to enjoy seeing others follow their guiding principles, but this guy? Does he want his eye gouged out? No...It's just the thrill of the chance...

"You're not The Bat." No. No he's not. But he still kicked you ass so bad you had him confused for your own personal boogeyman. Seems as if someone sprang the inmates specifically so that they could cause chaos in the streets. Either they were dealing with someone who really loves mass...

It worked. Good. The silent figure retrieves the rope he'd swung in on before turning to the alleyway where the officers had moved to hide. He unclips the multi-scanner from his mask and tucks it back into its pouch before extending a hand to the two cops. He didn't say a word, because of course...

Well, the officers are safe now. That's the most important thing done. Now, about these costumed lunatics. Two-Face is a formidable opponent to keep fighting after having a rib broken, and to have the presence of mind to fight back with any semblance of co-ordination while in all that pain...

The Bat? The fear being displayed toward him seemed appropriate given the sudden nature of his attack, but it seemed...Specific. Too specific. Their body language screamed familiar terror. Then the leader of the group yelled out to someone. 'Batman'. Seems as though his tactics were evoking...

What. The. Fuck. The Contingency understood it was Halloween, but this was excessive. Who the hell goes to these lengths for a costume? And they were all matching? This has to be one of the weirdest criminal gangs he's ever seen. He couldn't think too long about it, as it seemed one of the...

He should have just gone to the roof... Things very quickly seemed to be getting out of hand down in the alley. First the floating girl makes a loud noise. Next the soldier loses his shit. Then the sleeping guy wakes up and looks ready to start shooting. And to top it off, the drunk wants to...

Seems like people are scared to leave the alleyway at all. Plan B detaches the gun from the rope, leaving it dangling from the roof as he gives it a tug, testing its grip on the roof. He wasn't going to leave immediately in the first place, but he didn't exactly plan on explaining why he was...

Blackgate? Not the one he was familiar with, surely. Wouldn't be enough people there for a riot, and certainly too much security for something like that. He'd never heard of a GCPD, either. So this was definitely not home. Seems like law enforcement had their hands full, too. Whatever was going...

Thump. Thump. Thump. Where had he been? What had he been doing? Thump. Thump. Thump. Oh right. Halloween. That syndicate had decided to mug people in the confusion of the costumed festivities. Thump. Thump. Thump. His heartbeat rang in his ears. He'd just breached the room of the group's...

Appearance Name True Name Unknown. Aliases include: "Contingency"/"The Backup Plan"/"The Football" Media of Origin OC Short Bio Nobody knows much about this guy, but whenever shit goes sideways, he shows up. When a villain bests a hero, he's there. When a rescue effort by the police goes...

Heron 14 Holstering his pistol, Heron rushes forwards to the windmill, gripping one of the manticore's legs as he draws his axe "May your soul be at peace" he cleaves down with his axe, attempting to hack the leg free as he resumes his beeline toward the windmill. If it wouldn't come after a...

Heron 14 Fumbling slightly with his half-loaded pistol, Heron could only step back from Timmothy before the beast landed on him, attempting to get off another shot only to realise he'd not cocked back the hammer on his pistol "Dammit" the Warforged growls, reaching for his axe only to see the...

Heron 14 Heron simply watched as the squabbling began and faded. If the goliath couldn't accept kindness without it being earned, that was his loss. Heron might be a magical construct, but that didn't mean he couldn't understand the frustration he likely felt. It was his preference, though, and...

Heron 14 Staring for a moment at the man, Heron slowly bends over, placing the broom on the ground and standing back up "I won't hurt you. And neither will any of these fine people" the Warforged turned to look at May'falla and Zulgur "We are all trying to help. So please refrain from breaking...

Glassy, unmoving eyes tracked the man without him even realising he'd been watched. As amusing as Heron was sure this was for the man, he couldn't very well allow him to break that broom, how would he continue to sweep? So, being the good samaritan he is, Heron raises an arm to block the broom...

Silently cleaning his weapon, Heron had absorbed everything the others had been saying, soaking up their names and what he could of their personalities, meanwhile it seemed like he'd been forgotten. Perfect. It meant he could avoid questions and a drawn-out introduction to exactly who he was. He...

Heron 14 The construct stood, silently observing as the giant and his companion joined the fray, bringing with them a semblance of normalcy in their conduct. It seemed the only level heads around here were this newcomer from the village and the visitors. The place must have been hit pretty hard...

Heron 14 Having silently watched as the situation unfolded, Heron let out a short chuckle at the whole debacle "With a welcome that warm, I can't imagine why you're not drowning in volunteers to slay your dragon for you" his glassy eyes observe the motley collection of misfits that had gathered...