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Realistic or Modern Lockbridge (Main)
- Thread starter Drake Derringer
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Drake Derringer
Happily Insane
Lockbridge City News has been reeling with the same three Villains going by the names of Snake--a man arrested and sentenced to life imprisonment for killing 30 people in six years, Magma Woman--who claims she's too hot for the law, and Necromancer, the leader of the whole deal.
"We're seeing crime become slippery." Mayor Hempburn said on to the public. "The LPD is doing what they can, but they can't do it alone."
Even the Chief of Police, Lexus Mariah Rexford admitted "We're ******* tryin. But every d*** time we even get close, the mother******* *********** keep gettin away. It isn't that we lack the ****** discipline, they just have an advantage. They're ******* supers. What I'd give to have a few of em on my ***** Police Force, cuz at the moment we're just a bunch of *************** trying to catch a drone on the ground. Now where's my ****** coffee?"
"To preserve the security and safety of our beloved city, the government has put into motion the formation of a Superhero Initiative. Those who're interested, may contact the nearest Police Department."
Of course, rumors have spread that a top secret project had existed for some time that has tried to produce supers in order to improve the abilities of our military. Many of the volunteers involved came out insane.
"I can neither confirm nor deny whether these rumors are true." Said Mayor Hempburn.
So who would be part of this new "Superhero Initiative?". And will they be based in the Lockbridge Police Department? Many questions have been raised along with the feeling that things will remain secure.
Where, and who are you?
"We're seeing crime become slippery." Mayor Hempburn said on to the public. "The LPD is doing what they can, but they can't do it alone."
Even the Chief of Police, Lexus Mariah Rexford admitted "We're ******* tryin. But every d*** time we even get close, the mother******* *********** keep gettin away. It isn't that we lack the ****** discipline, they just have an advantage. They're ******* supers. What I'd give to have a few of em on my ***** Police Force, cuz at the moment we're just a bunch of *************** trying to catch a drone on the ground. Now where's my ****** coffee?"
"To preserve the security and safety of our beloved city, the government has put into motion the formation of a Superhero Initiative. Those who're interested, may contact the nearest Police Department."
Of course, rumors have spread that a top secret project had existed for some time that has tried to produce supers in order to improve the abilities of our military. Many of the volunteers involved came out insane.
"I can neither confirm nor deny whether these rumors are true." Said Mayor Hempburn.
So who would be part of this new "Superhero Initiative?". And will they be based in the Lockbridge Police Department? Many questions have been raised along with the feeling that things will remain secure.
Where, and who are you?
Environment
New Member
Tuesday starts like any other day. Benjamin has his self-esteem checked by a McDonald's customer as he registers their order of a Mac Jr. Bacon and fries. Don't forget the vanilla milkshake, the customer tells him. He thinks about how he used to be somebody. The only thing his world amounts to is grease-stained grills and beef patties. The highlight of Tuesday, like any other day, is a thirty-minute lunch break.
Azure-Smiley
New Member
Mood: Agitated|Location: Wandering Lockbridge|Transportation: On Foot
What would have usually been another day of practiced smiles and habitual interaction was turning into another chip precariously knicked into Zack's shoulder. A Superhero Initiative was the last thing he wanted his new home to grow comfortable with. Yet here he was in an oversized building filled with antique shelves priced in a way that customers couldn't be bothered to purchase - his building. The imagery of the Mayor and the Chief of Police flashed smoothly across his television and he watched with interest and a sneer that faded after another drag from his cigarette. Smoke was practically one of the highlights for Mr. K's furniture store, plumes drifting aimlessly through the air leaving a shallow haze and the familiar stale, pungent stench that came with it. Most days of the week he spent with his associates in various bars, homes and conveniently owned storefronts in neighboring cities - today they all quietly watched the announcement to the public.
Practically a tragedy.
The television clicked off and Z lifted an abused magazine to fan away the smoke lingering in the air. He gathered the attention from his peers and simply quipped, "Supers on the force. Now -that- wouldn't be good for business." His voice unconcerned with his usual chipper demeanor returning.
It was time to close up shop, the hours were never consistent with the Magical Mr. K's Furniture Store as they consisted of whenever he showed up to whenever he disappeared. The older men still resting rose up with comfortable stretches or a stiff groan from lounging about. They made the odd fuss over the news but it escaped more in the form of dismissive waves of the hand or the off "Ah fuck 'em." remarks to the voiceless electronic. The herd moved off like old friends preparing to return home and going their separate ways, leaving behind Z to finish locking up, get dressed and wander through beautiful ol' Lockbridge.
Practically a tragedy.
The television clicked off and Z lifted an abused magazine to fan away the smoke lingering in the air. He gathered the attention from his peers and simply quipped, "Supers on the force. Now -that- wouldn't be good for business." His voice unconcerned with his usual chipper demeanor returning.
It was time to close up shop, the hours were never consistent with the Magical Mr. K's Furniture Store as they consisted of whenever he showed up to whenever he disappeared. The older men still resting rose up with comfortable stretches or a stiff groan from lounging about. They made the odd fuss over the news but it escaped more in the form of dismissive waves of the hand or the off "Ah fuck 'em." remarks to the voiceless electronic. The herd moved off like old friends preparing to return home and going their separate ways, leaving behind Z to finish locking up, get dressed and wander through beautiful ol' Lockbridge.
Drake Derringer
Happily Insane
"You gotta love the news, don't ya? Supers on the police force, bah." A man stood outside the furniture store. "As if them cops weren't enough of a pain in the ass, especially with that bitch Rexford as Chief of Police. Another slow day at the shop, Zacko?" He sniffed then spat some tobacco on the ground. Jerry was a regular around 4th Avenue, popping into local shops and stores and occasionally leaving with little things to eat that no one would notice.
Azure-Smiley
New Member
Mood: Agitated|Location: Chatting on 4th Ave|Transportation: On Foot
"You gotta love the news don't ya? ... "
Jerry's voice grabbed Zack's attention. Zack's pace stopped before it even really began as he stopped on the sidewalk near Jerry to listen with a convincing bob of his head in agreement. The feeling of Supers on the force seemed mutual, enough to distract from the usually insulting nickname he was referred to. Instead, he shot a glance at the store that made the bridge of his nose scrunch, noncommittally replying. "Yeah 'nother slow one in the shop. Had things to do anyways.." he paused though his tone had that familiar hint of an oncoming rant that was sure to follow.
And it did.
"You know, Supers on the force. The fact they would even publically say that is.. a level of stupid." he trailed off like a griping fan after the failure of their team just short of the championship. There was an air of humor in his otherwise critical voice.
His tall frame shifted into a slouch, his weight leaning mostly on one leg while he 'shot the shit' with the man he recognized but just didn't remember the name of. Quite the weakness, Zack's memory might have been better than most when it came to grudges and faces - but names fell short on that list. Not quite finished with his cigarette he gabbed while it burned, talented in the art of smoking and talking at the same time. Especially when he had no where to be quick, venting was right up his alley "It's just a bad play all around." he continued.
"First we started letting this people walk around unchecked. Accept them into our town like they're one of ours." The occassional gesture of the hand seeming to emphasize his point, showing a sincere honesty in his words regardless of their ignorance or imagined cruelty.
"Then they get comfortable and start interfering with society.
"We needed to keep the policing to the cops." he said with quick snort, muttering a final admission. "Crime to the criminals. I don't know, I feel some kind of way about it. Next we'll have a Super Government. A Super President." It was a quick rant that anyone who spent more than enough time with Zack would've heard before. He's been outspoken about the supers for one reason or another and very rarely were his comments made with consideration to their feelings.
Drake Derringer
"You gotta love the news don't ya? ... "
Jerry's voice grabbed Zack's attention. Zack's pace stopped before it even really began as he stopped on the sidewalk near Jerry to listen with a convincing bob of his head in agreement. The feeling of Supers on the force seemed mutual, enough to distract from the usually insulting nickname he was referred to. Instead, he shot a glance at the store that made the bridge of his nose scrunch, noncommittally replying. "Yeah 'nother slow one in the shop. Had things to do anyways.." he paused though his tone had that familiar hint of an oncoming rant that was sure to follow.
And it did.
"You know, Supers on the force. The fact they would even publically say that is.. a level of stupid." he trailed off like a griping fan after the failure of their team just short of the championship. There was an air of humor in his otherwise critical voice.
His tall frame shifted into a slouch, his weight leaning mostly on one leg while he 'shot the shit' with the man he recognized but just didn't remember the name of. Quite the weakness, Zack's memory might have been better than most when it came to grudges and faces - but names fell short on that list. Not quite finished with his cigarette he gabbed while it burned, talented in the art of smoking and talking at the same time. Especially when he had no where to be quick, venting was right up his alley "It's just a bad play all around." he continued.
"First we started letting this people walk around unchecked. Accept them into our town like they're one of ours." The occassional gesture of the hand seeming to emphasize his point, showing a sincere honesty in his words regardless of their ignorance or imagined cruelty.
"Then they get comfortable and start interfering with society.
They don't keep acting like citizens after that. Ohh, no. No longer do they want an even playing field.
Heroes, Villians. Regular citizens not held accountable for what the fuck they are."
"We needed to keep the policing to the cops." he said with quick snort, muttering a final admission. "Crime to the criminals. I don't know, I feel some kind of way about it. Next we'll have a Super Government. A Super President." It was a quick rant that anyone who spent more than enough time with Zack would've heard before. He's been outspoken about the supers for one reason or another and very rarely were his comments made with consideration to their feelings.
Drake Derringer
Drake Derringer
Happily Insane
"Amen, mate. Supers are an unfair advantage on either side." Jerry said. He stepped forward. "Freaks, the load of them." He pulled out a Skoal can and opened it. "But you just wait and see. It ain't gonna get easier. They all thought it was gonna end with that weird clown girl three years ago, but now we got these idiots starting their own show." He stuffed a pinch in his mouth and clapped the can shut.
"I say exterminate em."
"I say exterminate em."
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AlienLover
Keelah se'lai
Dareia Adams
Walking Through Lockbridge
Interaction(s): None yet
The life of a Super wasn’t very... Well, super. You’re minding your own business as you walk to McDonalds on your lunch break because your restaurant is just too damn expensive and busy during lunch to just eat there, and you hear someone say you and many other people should be murdered because of something that isn’t even your fault.
It was upsetting to hear, to say the least. Ruined the good mood she had had previously when she saw on the news that the government wanted to create a team of supers and bring them together to combat crime. That sounded perfect for her! And the pay would probably be better than her crappy job too! This opportunity was something she just couldn’t pass up on. She NEEEDED this.
She couldn’t help but give the two men a look of disgust as she walked, quickening her pace as the sight of them after the vile things they said just repulsed her and she didn’t want to be anywhere around them. What, did they think Hitler was a good guy all along too?
She needed a damn burger...
Walking Through Lockbridge
Interaction(s): None yet
The life of a Super wasn’t very... Well, super. You’re minding your own business as you walk to McDonalds on your lunch break because your restaurant is just too damn expensive and busy during lunch to just eat there, and you hear someone say you and many other people should be murdered because of something that isn’t even your fault.
It was upsetting to hear, to say the least. Ruined the good mood she had had previously when she saw on the news that the government wanted to create a team of supers and bring them together to combat crime. That sounded perfect for her! And the pay would probably be better than her crappy job too! This opportunity was something she just couldn’t pass up on. She NEEEDED this.
She couldn’t help but give the two men a look of disgust as she walked, quickening her pace as the sight of them after the vile things they said just repulsed her and she didn’t want to be anywhere around them. What, did they think Hitler was a good guy all along too?
She needed a damn burger...
Azure-Smiley
New Member
Mood: Agitated|Location: Chatting on 4th Ave|Transportation: On Foot
Zack's shoulder lifted in a somewhat unconvincing response to the call for extermination. "Wouldn't be my plan that's for sure." he smoothly replied to Jerry though his focus seemed on his slowly dying cigarette. Shifting his weight from one leg to another Zack was able to check the general area with subtle tact and tossed the cigarette butt onto the concrete which his foot routinely scraped out. The quickened pace of the Adams passing by cause his head to turn for a brief glance and the look of disgust painted on her face was one that coaxed a polite smile from him without much more. He'd seen that look before, more often than he'd like to admit but it had never swayed him from his stance, society would change without his approval regardless. Sorely, he rubbed the back of his neck and his attention returned to Jerry, "All I'm saying is if we're all going to be treated equally, then we need to be equal. Govern them or something, keep their freaky shit under control." he suggested offhandedly.
"Don't go.. making a 'Super Police Force' when you can't even keep the Super Villians in control. It's like having a bullseye on the town that screams 'We can't handle our own shit, help'."
Zack's hands went up with a quick lift of his shoulder, a helpless or careless gesture that was followed by a strangely easy-going laugh. "What the fuck do I really know though, huh? Let's see what our capable Mayor has up his sleeve."
Drake Derringer
Happily Insane
A busty red head seemed to grab attention as she strolled down the street. For one other reason then her looks.
She smiled as her hands turned red, like heated metal. When she came across the two talking men she looked at the building and paused in thought. "Looks nice. Could use a bit of remodeling though."
She smiled as her hands turned red, like heated metal. When she came across the two talking men she looked at the building and paused in thought. "Looks nice. Could use a bit of remodeling though."
AlienLover
Keelah se'lai
Of course it was a fire user. Why wouldn’t it be a fire user? And she had to help these assholes? Why did the universe hate her?She hurriedly slipped into an alleyway to put on her makeshift outfit. Because she couldn’t sew for shit, she had to resort to a ski mask, work out clothes, and knee + elbow pads. A really lame “costume” and she looked like she was going to rob a bank rather than save the day, but she couldn’t risk revealing her identity as it was simply too dangerous, even for her. At least, for now. Now if she were on that government team though...
“Come on! Stop thinking and start doing!” Dareia hissed at herself. She took a deep breath and preparing to go out in her makeshift gear, knowing she looked lame but not caring.
“I think that business establishment looks just fine and doesn’t need any work done, but your offer is appreciated.” She introduced herself, flying out of the alleyway and landing a few feet away from the redhead. “I’m gonna need you to back away from the store.... Uh... Um, Ash Lass? Volcano Lady? Ugh, what’s your dumb name again? Whatever. Either go away or fight me, I’ll let you pick.” Dareia tried to display confidence but whether she succeeded was fairly debatable. Although she was at a disadvantage, she still believed she was capable of taking this chick down. She’d just need to be smart and careful about it.
“Come on! Stop thinking and start doing!” Dareia hissed at herself. She took a deep breath and preparing to go out in her makeshift gear, knowing she looked lame but not caring.
“I think that business establishment looks just fine and doesn’t need any work done, but your offer is appreciated.” She introduced herself, flying out of the alleyway and landing a few feet away from the redhead. “I’m gonna need you to back away from the store.... Uh... Um, Ash Lass? Volcano Lady? Ugh, what’s your dumb name again? Whatever. Either go away or fight me, I’ll let you pick.” Dareia tried to display confidence but whether she succeeded was fairly debatable. Although she was at a disadvantage, she still believed she was capable of taking this chick down. She’d just need to be smart and careful about it.
Drake Derringer
Happily Insane
She looked at the girl. "Cute outfit. And it's Magma Woman, bitch." She proceeded to the door of Zack's furniture store. Jerry backed away just in case.
"Such a gentleman." She said as she raised an arm.
"Such a gentleman." She said as she raised an arm.
AlienLover
Keelah se'lai
Dareia Adams
Fighting People She Shouldn’t On 4th Ave.
Interactions: Magma Woman & Zack
Dareia, or rather, Apteryx lifted her hand and sent a trash can barrelling towards the woman. “I said that store doesn’t need a remodel!” She repeated herself, louder now, trying to be as intimidating as she could manage. It was rather difficult to achieve this, as she was wearing her crappy makeshift costume and she somewhat looked like a child going trick or treating.
She, not being the anti-hero type, aimed for the red-head’s legs in the hopes of knocking her down. She didn’t want to cause to serious damage by throwing a trash can at her head. Although that would admittedly be funnier and slightly more effective. Hopefully, she’d catch her by surprise and she could take advantage of that. Hopefully...
Fighting People She Shouldn’t On 4th Ave.
Interactions: Magma Woman & Zack
Dareia, or rather, Apteryx lifted her hand and sent a trash can barrelling towards the woman. “I said that store doesn’t need a remodel!” She repeated herself, louder now, trying to be as intimidating as she could manage. It was rather difficult to achieve this, as she was wearing her crappy makeshift costume and she somewhat looked like a child going trick or treating.
She, not being the anti-hero type, aimed for the red-head’s legs in the hopes of knocking her down. She didn’t want to cause to serious damage by throwing a trash can at her head. Although that would admittedly be funnier and slightly more effective. Hopefully, she’d catch her by surprise and she could take advantage of that. Hopefully...
Drake Derringer
Happily Insane
She turned when she heard the trashcan start moving, then sliced through it when it got close. Her arm was so hot, it flash-melted the metal.
"You are a real brat." She said. Her eyes reddened then glowed yellow. "How about we settle this?"
"You are a real brat." She said. Her eyes reddened then glowed yellow. "How about we settle this?"
Azure-Smiley
New Member
Mood: Gone|Location: The opposite direction of his store?!|Transportation: On foot
His eyebrow quirked and out of habit he began a plain remark, "Place is closed unless you're looking to spend some mone--.."Zack's sentence stopped short at the sight of a bank-robber zooming out of the alleyway.
What in the fuck.
Truthfully it would've taken a moment to register the interaction between the red-headed citizen and the newly arrived ski-masked assailant. His hand rested easily along his belt - most likely in proximity to a weapon in his person.
"Ash Lass.. Volcano Lady.. Ugh."
For one reason or another the words made sense but Zack was slow to action. Perhaps evaluating the situation, forming some malaligned opinion, plotting a plan of attack. Until the trash can came flying to its impending doom at the hands of the super heated Magma Woman.
Zack's train of thought easily shifted from casual murder to finding the nope right on out of there. Supers weren't his cup of tea, especially when they wanted to pick fights at an unreasonably close distance to him. Let the insurance cover it.
Off he went in the general opposite directions of the two engaged supers at a 'brisk jog'.
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knaifuuwaifuu
gender: cryptid
🅲🅷🅸🅰🆁🅾🆂🅲🆄🆁🅾
Corey Bennett
Canzoni Preferite - Daisuke Kanegawa, Yugo Kanno
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Wearing: | X | X | X |
Corey Bennett
Canzoni Preferite - Daisuke Kanegawa, Yugo Kanno
1:05 ───|────── 2:52
|◁ II ▷|
Wearing: | X | X | X |
The walk between Corey’s apartment and wherever he needed to go was probably the worst part of his day. Work, that was fine. The library was quiet by nature; all he had to worry about was stocking the books (well, that and this one guy who came in every week who Corey had to avoid because that man had no right to be so attractive). The grocery store was fine too; everyone just sort of minded their own business there and he never went during busy times. But the walk to and from those locations? That was unpredictable. He had no idea what could happen or who he could meet. Oh god, at any moment someone from high school could approach him and try to make conversation. That would be bad enough, but then there would come the questions, and the “oh my gosh what happened to your face?” and the “what the fuck are those horns?” Worst case scenario right there.
So, he was walking quickly and trying to send the strongest possible “don’t approach me” vibes. He had covered himself up as best he could, wearing a cloth mask to cover up the teeth and the weird face markings, and a pair of thick-rimmed glasses to distract from how weird his eyes looked. The horns were an issue, though; too tall and in the wrong place to cover up with a hat or a hood. He had no choice but to let them show, though he still pulled his hood up as far as he could. And, for good measure, he had his headphones in and music playing loud enough to be audible to anyone next to him.
His eyes were fixed on the space right in front of his feet until he felt someone running past him in the opposite direction. This made him look up, and his heart skipped a beat. There were two women, clearly superpowered, facing off right there in front of him. The melted remains of a trash can told him what kind of powers were involved.
Nope. No way. Not today.
Logically, he knew that turning around and leaving them to it was the safest bet, but something made him want to see how this played out. He retreated into an alley and started filming with his phone, thinking that this would be awesome to watch later on.
He really couldn’t deny it, he was a nerd for superheroics.
AlienLover
Keelah se'lai
Dareia Adams
Apteryx
Fighting People She Shouldn’t On 4th Ave.
Interactions: Magma Woman, Zack, & Corey
“Holy shit...” She whispered, eyes widening as this lady chopped the trash can and melted it before her eyes. She shouldn’t have done this. She’s screwed. She should not have done this. Nope nope nope. But it was too late now. Apteryx had decided to try and save the day, so now she had to try to do it. Even if the odds were against her.
“Sure thing! Let’s settle you down so you’re ready for your jail cell!” She replied, trying to convey confidence. Fake it till you make it, right? It worked for Spider-Man, her favourite fictional superhero, why couldn’t it also work for her? The young girl flew up into the sky again and tightened her hands into fists, making the air around them tangible.
“You better be getting the police over here!” Dareia yelled at Zack as he jogged away and she threw the balls of tangible air down at Magma Woman. While it was a bit harder to aim when zooming through the air, there was no way in hell she was going to stay on the ground with this lady. God, she hoped he’d get some help over here. Least he could do was call the police to help her. Of course, after his comments, she wouldn’t be surprised if he decided not to, the racist bastard.
Apteryx
Fighting People She Shouldn’t On 4th Ave.
Interactions: Magma Woman, Zack, & Corey
“Holy shit...” She whispered, eyes widening as this lady chopped the trash can and melted it before her eyes. She shouldn’t have done this. She’s screwed. She should not have done this. Nope nope nope. But it was too late now. Apteryx had decided to try and save the day, so now she had to try to do it. Even if the odds were against her.
“Sure thing! Let’s settle you down so you’re ready for your jail cell!” She replied, trying to convey confidence. Fake it till you make it, right? It worked for Spider-Man, her favourite fictional superhero, why couldn’t it also work for her? The young girl flew up into the sky again and tightened her hands into fists, making the air around them tangible.
“You better be getting the police over here!” Dareia yelled at Zack as he jogged away and she threw the balls of tangible air down at Magma Woman. While it was a bit harder to aim when zooming through the air, there was no way in hell she was going to stay on the ground with this lady. God, she hoped he’d get some help over here. Least he could do was call the police to help her. Of course, after his comments, she wouldn’t be surprised if he decided not to, the racist bastard.
Drake Derringer
Happily Insane
Magma Woman avoided a few, but eventually tripped up. A bullet zipped past Apteryx's head.
" Hey bitch, I suggest you get down. You look like a bull's eye." Magma Woman sneered.
Environment
New Member
Lighting a tobacco Rizla burns the weight of the world off of his shoulders. A workout not of hot sweat and breathless sighs, but of black tobacco and smoke as grey as the ash it rises from and the alleyway bricks that close him in from either side. Nictotine and ammonia keep him going for another three minutes. Twenty-seven minutes remain of his lunch break.
Hearing the CLANG CLANG CLANG of can steel behind him, Ben casts a look over his shoulder to find the two women... and, gob-smacked and slack-jawed, his cigarette falls out of his mouth. "Dear God," he gasps. "She's... flying."
Hearing the CLANG CLANG CLANG of can steel behind him, Ben casts a look over his shoulder to find the two women... and, gob-smacked and slack-jawed, his cigarette falls out of his mouth. "Dear God," he gasps. "She's... flying."
AlienLover
Keelah se'lai
Dareia Adams
Apteryx
Fighting People She Shouldn’t On 4th Ave.
Interactions: Magma Woman
“The proper term for a female bird is a “hen”. You’re thinking of a female dog. Easy mistake, really.” It was strange how much more sarcastic and confident you get when in costume, even if said costume is crap. And she knew exactly what she was doing, taunting her into landing so she could melt her face off. She watched the prequels, she knew that the high ground was the best place to be. So instead, she’ll just taunt her back. Hopefully, the redhead stereotype would prove to be correct and she’d get so mad, she would start to make mistakes.
Apteryx raised both hands up this time, creating a ball of air twice the size of the ones she’d been previously throwing and threw it down, hoping it would land, even while she was zooming around trying to avoid bullets. Maybe she should’ve called herself “Mosquito” with this likely super annoying strategy.
Apteryx
Fighting People She Shouldn’t On 4th Ave.
Interactions: Magma Woman
“The proper term for a female bird is a “hen”. You’re thinking of a female dog. Easy mistake, really.” It was strange how much more sarcastic and confident you get when in costume, even if said costume is crap. And she knew exactly what she was doing, taunting her into landing so she could melt her face off. She watched the prequels, she knew that the high ground was the best place to be. So instead, she’ll just taunt her back. Hopefully, the redhead stereotype would prove to be correct and she’d get so mad, she would start to make mistakes.
Apteryx raised both hands up this time, creating a ball of air twice the size of the ones she’d been previously throwing and threw it down, hoping it would land, even while she was zooming around trying to avoid bullets. Maybe she should’ve called herself “Mosquito” with this likely super annoying strategy.
Drake Derringer
Happily Insane
Another bullet zipped, and impacted Apteryx's shoulder.
Magma Woman turned yellow, leaving black foot prints on the ground, her clothing burnt away. "Strike one, chicken." She said.
Magma Woman turned yellow, leaving black foot prints on the ground, her clothing burnt away. "Strike one, chicken." She said.
AlienLover
Keelah se'lai
Dareia Adams
Apteryx
Fighting People She Shouldn’t On 4th Ave.
Interactions: Magma Woman & Ben
“FUCK!” Apteryx screamed as she was shot and subsequently landed face first into the pavement, because flying is hard when there’s metal being shot through your shoulder.
“Dude! Can you call the police? Or an ambulance? Thanks...” The young woman called to Ben, hoping maybe he’d be a useful citizen. “Then you should probably leave... Don’t gotta but it’s recommended.” She groaned as she forced herself to stand up. Bullets hurt way more than they seem in the movies...
“Alright, I see. You had to cheat and use bullets. Gotcha.” Apteryx held up her fists. “You wanna fight on the ground? Let’s fight on the ground.” She prepared herself for this lady’s next move.
Apteryx
Fighting People She Shouldn’t On 4th Ave.
Interactions: Magma Woman & Ben
“FUCK!” Apteryx screamed as she was shot and subsequently landed face first into the pavement, because flying is hard when there’s metal being shot through your shoulder.
“Dude! Can you call the police? Or an ambulance? Thanks...” The young woman called to Ben, hoping maybe he’d be a useful citizen. “Then you should probably leave... Don’t gotta but it’s recommended.” She groaned as she forced herself to stand up. Bullets hurt way more than they seem in the movies...
“Alright, I see. You had to cheat and use bullets. Gotcha.” Apteryx held up her fists. “You wanna fight on the ground? Let’s fight on the ground.” She prepared herself for this lady’s next move.
Environment
New Member
Ben whips out a Huawei. Is he calling the police? No. He's recording a video for Twitter. Welcome, ladies and gentlemen, to the age of post-modernity. However, as Apteryx nosedives for the tarmac road, this is when the McDonald's employee comes to his senses.
Dropping everything to run towards her, Ben catches her before she catches the concrete. "Shit, you're bleeding," yells the man. "You need a doctor!"
Dropping everything to run towards her, Ben catches her before she catches the concrete. "Shit, you're bleeding," yells the man. "You need a doctor!"
Drake Derringer
Happily Insane
Magma Woman headed towards the two. The shop was now only a second priority. She grinned as she focused the heat into her arms. "Time to cook up the bird."
AlienLover
Keelah se'lai
Dareia Adams
Apteryx
Fighting People She Shouldn’t On 4th Ave.
Interactions: Magma Woman & Ben
“And you need to get out of here! This is getting-!” She was interrupted as Magma Woman approached them. Apteryx had to think fast. Something red caught her eye and gave her an idea. She slowly inched towards the flame vaguely shaped like a woman.
“Okay, okay. You shot me down. You’re a hunter and you shot down a goose or whatever bird pun you wanna use. Lets let the guy walk away, then you can finish me off or cook me or whatever you wanna do. How’s that sound?” She offered. This was a risky play she was going to make but her options were limited. Especially against someone who manipulates fire.
Apteryx
Fighting People She Shouldn’t On 4th Ave.
Interactions: Magma Woman & Ben
“And you need to get out of here! This is getting-!” She was interrupted as Magma Woman approached them. Apteryx had to think fast. Something red caught her eye and gave her an idea. She slowly inched towards the flame vaguely shaped like a woman.
“Okay, okay. You shot me down. You’re a hunter and you shot down a goose or whatever bird pun you wanna use. Lets let the guy walk away, then you can finish me off or cook me or whatever you wanna do. How’s that sound?” She offered. This was a risky play she was going to make but her options were limited. Especially against someone who manipulates fire.
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