Millennium City (Multi-Fandom RP)

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Tohru Adachi
Location- Bank Status- Fine

Adachi watched as people started to attack at Bowser. Adachi began to yawn a bit before watching Yu summon his Persona. He smirked a little starting to get a little excited. He looked around inspecting the environment around him. Unlike most of the weak minded people who want to keep this world full of shit safe, which is what he likes to call "heros", he couldn't care less about what happened to any nearby civilians. He started to spin his revolver on his finger chuckling a bit.
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He eventually stopped and raised his gun into the air as a shining blue card floated down as it did for Yu. He shot the card while shouting "Magatsu-Izanagi!" causing it to shatter. A blue light surrounded him as his Persona slowly appeared behind him.
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Magatsu-Izanagi slowly raised its blade as it charged towards Bowser slashing furiously at him.

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Undyne’s war cry was enough to catch the overgrown reptile’s attention, with Bowser turning to face her and letting out a small chuckle. “So who’re you supposed to be? A little group’a super friends?” Bowser asked with a cocky grin before planting his foot on a nearby cop car and showing quite a bit of grandeur by holding out his arms and continuing to chuckle.

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“Well c’mon… gimme yer best shot.”

And their best shot they did give, it seemed. First, Frank’s grenade went off in the middle of the pool of goombas, causing them to all fly up into the air simultaneously with grunts of displeasure. Drake managed to take out quite a bit of mooks as well with his extended talons, several goombas and koopas falling over amidst the chaos.

Of course, Revy had followed the group to the bank as well, though she didn’t have a chance to get a word in before both Undyne and Ambra unleashed her own choice words upon the turtle, the latter of which even throwing a piece of trash towards the beast’s snout. He growled as it hit him before darting his head back and forth to find the culprit.

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“Take this ya fuckin’ dime store Godzilla!!!” Revy suddenly screamed as she jumped out from cover and fired both her handguns towards him. Bowser managed to block the oncoming bullets with his massive arm, the bullets not even penetrating his skin. However, the grunts that emit from his mouth made it clear that they at least inflicted some amount a pain, as small as it appeared to be.

The two personas hit next, each managing to strike Bowser’s torso at the exact same time. Bowser was unable to see them due to their inherently ghost-like nature. “What just friggin’ hit me?!” Bowser snapped as he furiously looked around the area for the culprit, only to be smacked in the jaw by All Might’s Texas Smash seconds later, sending the Koopa King flying back a good few feet and into the building before skidding across the ground for a few more.

After a few moments, Bowser stumbled back to his feet with a mean growl, the turtle sneering in All Might’s direction before managing to flash a toothy grin towards the apparent hero moments later. “Heh… not bad, chump. But I ain’t about t’get my tail kicked by some pretty boy in tights. ‘Specially with an audience!” Bowser exclaimed before reeling back and breathing a hefty cloud of pure flame towards the so-called “Symbol of Peace.”

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Mood: Excited Location: Bank

Drake heard the short green plumber talking to Bowser and looked around to make sure if there was anyone directly watching him as he tried to sneak into the bank. He had a feeling that there were at least some hostages and didn't want them to get hurt, but he also didn't want to compromise their safety by attracting any unwanted attention. Staying low to the ground, Drake tried to keep out of sight and breathe very lightly. He had hopes that the fire-breathing turtle would at least be distracted enough by the conversation that he wouldn't notice his sneaking. Being quiet never really was his strong suit but he felt that he had to do what was necessary to keep the people safe. 'With all the craziness in this town maybe these people won't be like the ones back home.' He thought to himself as he tried to push the thoughts of the non-mutated people's public execution of his kind out of his mind and took a deep breath.

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Elise saw the animal wolf thing try to sneak through the bank from the front door, she leapt from her cover and dashed towards him, pulling him back from the collar. If his footing was of focus he would be thrown into the ground otherwise he would be pushed back, "You dumb idiot! You can't go through the front door without any intel on the situation, get back to cover!" She barked at him, infuriated that he almost compromised the mission

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KOBAYASHI-SAN​
Inventory
  • Smartphone
  • Revy’s Cloned Beretta 92FS
Money: $300
Abilities
  • The capability to program in Python. Duh.
  • Turning into a fire-breathing dragon. Rawr!
  • Mirai's blood powers. Oops, now I have anemia.
Status
Perfectly fine!
I had taught Cyrus and Crusch about the modern world. Although I had made a few mistakes, I could still recall when they got what I said, and--...oh, this is what I explained to them about smartphones:

"This is a smartphone. If you had a telephone in your world, this one is almost an altogether different beast. It has a screen you can touch to interact with the items on the screen, you can take it on the go, it fits in your pocket, and there are millions of applications, or apps, to use on it. However, it has a finite power supply, and if it runs out, you have to use a device called a 'charger' to recharge its power. Finally, it has its essential function, which is calling someone you want to call, but we do not spin the dial anymore; instead, there is a three-by-four matrix, with twelve keys going from top to bottom. Of course, there are also the star and hash symbols, but those are for other purposes than simply being for calling people. Of course, there is a green button with a phone symbol, which is underneath the matrix."

Back to the present. After I got the $1,000, I bought an upgrade to my dragon form for a measly $400--wait, why did I say measl--ALRIGHT, MOVING ON. I also bought the blood powers of some girl from an anime I watched back around Fall for $400...wait, what was her name, uh, Mirai or Nikki--FUCK, it's Mirai. But noneless, at the very least I got the upgrades, so I can care for my group better. Good.

Anyways--woah, did Cyrus just get younger? And--WHAT THE?! Did this scrawny guy from earlier turn into Alex Arms--...okay, this is all starting to sound normal to me, I mean, we got ourselves some power orbs and a 3D printer, and they've been used a couple times now. Whatever. Now, I shall get going...with Cyrus into that slaughterhouse.

"Klaus, I shall head into the abandoned slaughterhouse."

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Responses to Castle's plan were mixed, it seemed, though no one really did anything that disrupted it by any stretch. There were considerably more people just straight up attacking Bowser from the front than the ex-marine had counted on, though, and it did mean they weren't getting the full advantage of an attack from all sides like he'd planned. At least, not with quite as much firepower as he'd have liked. It did give him and a few others something a tactical advantage, though, and one he fully intended to take advantage of. His arm came up and his palm closed, the laser caster mounted onto the wrist of his gauntlet whirring to life now as a bright beam shot towards Bowser's torso after the big dragon turtle let loose a blast of fire breath towards his allies. Hopefully, they'd be able to get clear of Bowser's attack, but he didn't have time to focus on that. For now, he ducked behind the wall and examined how the situation had changed.

Something stood out to him the crowd. A couple things. For one thing, a short, Italian man was trying to reason with their opponent. Not something Frank usually did, or even responded well to; it'd likely just put the plumber and his allies in danger. "Get clear, little man, before you get shot!" Next was Papyrus, who demonstrated an actually relatively impressive ability with his manipulation of bones. Nevertheless, the kid getting mixed up in this caused a worried frown to replace Frank's typical scowl. Could a skeleton be conventionally hurt? He hoped not. For the moment, though, he trusted that All Might and the other Powered individuals could keep Bowser and his goons off of the skeleton and the plumber, because there simply wasn't a ton he could do other than maybe draw the big turtle's attention. Revy jumping out of cover and brazenly opening up on the turtle with very little regard to potential crossfire was the next thing on the agenda that threatened to add some more worry lines to his face. At least she was a good shot. Not that missing such a big target was easy. "Check your fire, Revy! Get to cover before you get turned to fuckin' ash!"

More than a few people were ducking behind cover or otherwise not engaging Bowser because of their lack of weaponry. In particular, he saw Elise, the person he'd pegged for some kind of officer, ducked behind a nearby vehicle. It was about then he heard her call out that they should send someone inside to check for hostages. They certainly had the manpower to take Bowser here, judging by how it was going so far, and it looked like at least a couple people here would be better used extracting civilians than out that building, assuming any were even in there. It was hard to see from here. Castle took a deep breath and stepped out of cover, his M16A3 raised up and fired a few controlled, three round bursts at Bowser's head and upper torso. This was more to create a diversion than anything, buying himself some time to make it across the gap and maybe give his allies an opening to strike at their current opponent. Just before ducking behind the same vehicle, he opened his palm and fired a cheeky repulsor beam at the turtle's stupid hand.​

Switching out his M16's magazine as he spoke, he turned his attention to Elise. "Not a bad idea, soldier. They've got these guys out here covered. Let's grab whoever we can and move around the side. See if can't find an alternate entrance. Even a window to get in would work." Without really waiting for a response, Castle leaned out of cover and fired another blast from his laser caster at Bowser's torso, aiming for center mass, as he was taught to do. Afterwards, he called out to All Might and the others who were all more or less attacking the giant turtle from the front. "Spread out! Attack from his flanks! The closer you are together, the more effective his breath is going to be! Revy, get my back! Follow us!" With that, he stepped out of cover, leveling his M16 at Bowser's face and trying to suppress him once more while making towards the side of the bank to look for an alternate entrance to the building, such as a side door, window, or emergency exit, hopefully with Elise and Revy at his back, or else he'd be going in alone and would likely just end up backing out anyways.

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A lot had happened in the time after Ultima 4 fell. While they planned to get up and counter attack with devastating punishment... that didn't exactly happen. Although they'd had their armor adjusted to ballistic the attack had been more powerful that they'd expected. On later inspection it jarred their frame and caused numerous malfunctions that prevented them from moving, leaving them stuck, hapless and helpless for a good portion of the fight. When Ultima had finally got up after they'd been disabled they were concerned and... embarrassed. They rode back to HQ silent as the spent the time scanning the integrity of their mechanics as they'd failed them and obviously suffered some type of damage and were likely overlooked. So when they got back Ultima Isolated themselves from the group and spent the rest of the time repairing themselves and doing heavier scans... they couldn't be disabled like that again, it was only lucky they'd survived likely.

Vhyjho on the other hand hopped up as everyone got back, with a malicious smiles, having just chilled in the lobby for the duration of the previous quests. She looked around observant and when the quests were announced she announced, in a way that seemed more like she was thinking to herself, "Oooh Good, a chance to do something!" She seemed to think a little bit before continuing, "Well a slaughterhouse sounds fun, sign me up!" She laughed slightly as her eldritch form bustled with energy and she desired desperately to advance and gain more of her powers which seemed to her couldn't be properly grasped by the machine... but she wasn't going to turn down the chance to not have to work as hard. She hopped over to the area where people were gathering for this mission and anyone close enough would be able to perhaps grasp the distinct smell of her, an odd smell that you couldn't decide was sweet or acrid and vile. Nonetheless her plant like appearance offered poorly made rationality to the odor.
 

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    Mista averted his gaze from the visibly saddened Klaus and Zapp, instead following Rodimus into the aptly-named Black Market. Their dispirited looks only reminded him of what happened to his teammates. Bucciarati, Abbacchio, and Narancia still lingered in the back of his mind, though he quickly shed aside the memories before rushing to the printer.
    "Oh, oh! Mista! Buy a rocket launcher! Or... no, no, buy a tactical nuke, or--" An eager No.1 was quickly dismissed as Mista scrolled through the interface, typing in the word "X-Ray" on the touchscreen keyboard. Various results popped up, but one stood out most, that being a swirling, purple ability orb labeled "X-Ray Vision", which Mista quickly tapped. Then, he scoured through the printer once more, this time searching for a far-seeing ability. The cheapest and simplest that he found was labeled "Zoom", a genetic ability the program referred to as a 'Quirk', the details of which Mista completely ignored as he tapped the ability. Lastly, he searched for something more vague instead: "Gun". The catalog that arose was gigantic, but Mista quickly filtered it to Ability Orbs. The last two that he picked out - Bottomless Clip and Firearm Proficiency - were arguably his favorite, especially the former, having been a fan of early-day first-person shooters such as DOOM and Quake during his youth (speaking of, the name 'Doomguy' seemed eerily familiar now that he thought of it...).
    Pockets now weightless, the gangster returned to the lobby where Klaus gave them two mission options: a bank robbery with some giant, fire-breathing turtle, something that sounded absurd and likely too difficult considering the enemy's supposed defenses--such as having a giant, probably impenetrable shell; and a slaughterhouse, which quickly peaked the gunslinger's interest. Mista unrolled his revolver's cylinder, seeing the chambers now magically refilled, and cracked a faint grin.
    "I'll take the slaughterhouse."​

 
? All Might will remember that.

All Might
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Location - Bank | With - Bank Robbery Response Team | Condition - Great!

All Might’s grin widened still when he felt his knuckles connect with the turtle’s jaw, watching as the hulking brute was sent flying backwards into the building. Finally. Finally! It felt so good to have his power back after months of feeling utterly useless! No more having to endure his colleagues coddling him and telling him to stay safe. He could finally hold his own in a fight again. More importantly, he could finally protect people again.

Just then, the fireball launched at him by Bowser seemed to crash through his adrenaline-fueled euphoria, bringing the hero back to the present. His first instinct upon seeing the incoming blast was not to dodge, however. No, there were other people behind him, and he would never forgive himself if they came to harm because he’d tried to save himself a few burns. Instead, he pulled back a fist once more, aiming it carefully for the center of the fireball. The force of one of his punches had been known to dissipate blasts like that from the sheer air-pressure alone. Surely 20% power would be enough to replicate the effect on something like this?

Before the fireball had gotten close enough to counter, however, All Might’s view of it was obscured by a wall of gigantic blue bones. He quickly spotted Papyrus advancing on the attack, aiming a barrage of more blue bones at the beast. Well, that certainly was a surprise. He hadn’t expected that from the young skeleton.

“Excellent work, my boy! You’ve got some cool moves!” he encouraged the young monster, though it didn’t seem Papyrus was in dire need of motivation at that point. He just hoped the kid wasn’t as much of a glass cannon as he looked.

Hearing Castle’s command to spread out their attack, All Might grabbed hold of the top of the bone wall and pulled himself up to perch on its edge. He then used the front of the wall as a springboard, launching himself forward like a bullet and aiming to land himself near Bowser’s right flank. If he managed to land safely as he planned, a mighty uppercut would be awaiting the malicious reptile.

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  • The SLAUGHTERHOUSE Series:

    - Part I: The Puppeteer's Game

    - Part II: ███ ████

    - Part III: █████ ██████


    Quest Premise: Klaus has picked up several strange disturbances at a meatpacking factory in the Industrial District, he has asked for a group to head down there and check what's happening. What is causing the disturbance and why it is happening is unknown.

    Quest Participants:
    - Delsin Rowe ( QizPizza QizPizza )
    - Vonyish ( Zerulu Zerulu )
    - Dr Junkenstein ( Professor Spacecakes Professor Spacecakes )
    - Jerome ( Sleek Sleek )
    - Holly ( Ferociousfeind Ferociousfeind )
    - Wes ( ManyFaces ManyFaces )
    - Cyrus ( June Verles June Verles )
    - Kobayashi ( marc122 marc122 )
    - Vhyjho ( domisunique domisunique )
    - Marcus ( FactionGuerrilla FactionGuerrilla )
    - Mista ( Haz. Haz. )
 
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Vhyjho hops out of the Van and looks around, expressing a very domineering presence. They looked around and they seemed to visibly decompress and in a sense unfurl. She looked around, observant of the weird alien buildings that she'd never seen before but however they quickly lost her interest as it appeared to her to be an old derelict of a building. So she turned her... somewhat wicked gaze and attention back to her companions. The officer was offering a question and as she had no real concerns about this place and she'd likely figure out most things for her self she instead asked with a subtly flirtatious manner "Will be working with you again Mr. McGarrett?" and in that moment her scent seemed considerably more sweet than acrid. As well her mind expanded outwards and dug its stealthy hooks into his, and with equal subtlety she attempts to slightly guide his mind to succumb to her small amount of charm or even form a subconscious addiction to her currently sweet smell. Although she was being far from kind and nice, in fact being quite devious or even malicious, she hid her true intentions behind a sweet, and manipulative, smile.

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  • After a while of waiting Vonyish was greeted by another group of people who would take up the challenge of the slaughter house, Vonyish decided to keep to himself, the group seemed like a ragged bunch and not a group he would want to get invested in.

    But after more waiting eventually they go outside the compound and get greeted by a person in officer uniform who would than inform them of the reason they are embarking on the mission. Vonyish jumped into the back of the van, Vonyish decided to wait silently not getting included into any conversations.

    The van stopped and the detective opened the back door and Vonyish hopped out. He ignored the exterior and instead looked for an entry point, he decided not to ask a question since he knew all he needed to and instead walked over to the locked staff entry door. He raised his Bolter, carefully opening the door.

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Yu Narukami
Location- Bank Status- Confident

Yu grinned as the attack connected. He brought Izanagi to him and watched as All Might prepared for his next attack. He then looked at Papyrus and started to think a little bit. That's when he got and idea. He quickly called out to Papyrus.
"Hey Mr. um.. Skeleton I had an idea and I'll need your help to do it. All I need you to do is surround that turtle thing with those bones and I'll do the rest!" Yu hoped the hyperactive skeleton would agree to the plan but if not then he'd just go for another attack.

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Yu Narukami
Location- Bank Status- Confidant

Yu smiled and nodded before shouting.
"Alright I'm on it! Go Izanagi!"
He thrusted his hand into the air and Izanagi immediately floated into the air. Izanagi rose his sword into the air as sparks began to fly off of it. It then quickly dashed towards Bowser as he was covered in bones slashing at the bones not to break them, but to send an electrical current between each one trapping Bowser in it shocking him repeatedly.
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When everyone else re-arrived at Blackjack's hideout, they'd find the mercenary missing from the area. He wasn't even downstairs directing his robots like he did after initially introducing the Printing Machine- however, the bots underneath certainly didn't seem to mind the newcomers, as they continued either manufacturing various random weapons and equipment. A small Post-It note was the only sign that the Asian dealer had been there earlier, which read, "Currently out scavenging. You know the drill with the 3D Printer- put coin in, select your gear, and you're good to go. It's not rocket science. -BJ
P.S. You can now mod your weapons with camo or attachments for free- put them into the same money slot, I've made it bigger so it can accommodate that change."



  • Once again, shit flew right by Woods, and before long the fighting was over without him able to deal anything to his enemies. He cursed angrily under his breath, but within the blink of an eye he was already whisked all the way back to the hideout. Most notably, a man stood out from the new crew- something about him was off to the Black Ops soldier, but he'd figure that out later. In the meantime, he was already back at the 3D Printer, and after reading the note he had a quick thought. Before long, his M16A3 went back into the printer and came out almost brand-new, with a completely different navy digital camo- I'm still not digging the techy shit, but I gotta admit that's pretty damn cool- apparently a Russian Kobra sight that aligned perfectly with the assault rifle's front sight post, and his favorite type of magazine during the Vietnam War, modded Dual Mags that would allow him to swap out a dry set of rounds for a new load. And it was all apparently for free.

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    Not just that, but he realized that the $1000 he just gained meant he had more cash to burn on stuff. In fact, he didn't even need that much- rather, he had an idea of what he could get for a few mind games, to say the least. Within a few moments, he printed up a glowing Power Orb before smashing it in his hands- and within moments, he could easily peer into people's minds if he wanted to. He had just earned Telepathy for a mere $200- but it would be essential in prying into his enemies' thoughts and predict their attacks before they even carried it out. Exactly what the CIA was devoted to, anyways- strike at the enemy before they even had an idea of what they were going to do.

    Either way, he quickly found himself tossed into the robbery scenario, and before long the others flung themselves into action. One of the men- the one Frank had a strange feeling about- immediately began using some pretty notable military strategies, flanking and using a weapon that was very eerily similar to the M16A3 that the 'Nam warrior was currently wielding. Before long, the man yelled something about someone getting his back. He liked his odds with that guy more than just fighting head-on, as something told him the A3 wouldn't be enough to even make a dent against this giant turtle guy. Without hesitation, the Marine was already running behind Castle's rear, keeping his assault rifle trained on Bowser just in case the giant decided to target the duo instead of everyone else going right after him. If any of his minions chose to go after the Franks, Woods would also be ready to unleash a hailstorm of automatic lead. Unlike Castle, he was much less composed, as his fighting style was made out of freeform attacks made from on-the-fly choices.

    Covering! You're clear, go go go! The gruff supersoldier mentally crowed to his ally- this would ensure that he didn't attract too much attention to them moving- sticking close behind Castle whilst making sure they were actually clear. In the meantime, he also tried to mentally peek into the giant turtle's head, looking for any Intel that was going through the behemoth's brain that would be useful at all.


 


  • Emile A-239 Location= Millennium City - Bank
    Mental Condition= Alert
    Physical Condition= Fine/In Combat
    Shields= 100%

    Interaction Well, this was retarded. They were fighting against an overgrown, fire breathing turtle with a bunch of mushroom grunts. The mushroom grunts were taken out instantly by the grenade shot by the man with the skull themed body armor. Another man with a penchant for skulls and intimidation, and a strong leader as well. This man was growing on Emile. The authority he spoke with reminded Emile of Carter, but not dead, of course.

    Emile took action as the others performed their parts of the assault. The others had the turtle covered, however, there is the possibility that there were more enemies inside the bank. Emile fired his shotgun at the turtle as he made his way towards the bank with the skull man, the overly aggressive girl with dual handguns, and the police woman. The shotgun would do little damage without proper aiming, but damage wasn't Emile's focus. Getting inside the bank was his current priority. What were those powers he bought anyways? Something about shadows...and mainly movement based abilities, though Emile hasn't gotten it all figured out yet. "Warrant Officer Emile A-239, sir. Prepared for breaching protocol."

    "Watch for cameras, they may have taken control of the security room and may see us coming, this could let them either ready their defence or kill a hostage to make us stand down.. Also, avoid breaking and entry and try just entry, any loud clash could lead to suspicion and them yet again readying their defences."

    Emile tsked under his helmet. Shock value was important, but the police woman had a point. Not necessarily about the hostages. Hostages were a secondary priority. What was more important was ensuring that the enemy did not gain any advantages over the group. Aside from that, there was always the possibility that the perpetrators would have time to pretend to be hostages and get in a sneak attack. "Alright, we can do this all quiet...I think I might have a solution to that..."

    He really shouldn't be relying on his new powers this much, but trial and error was crucial to learning, wasn't it? Emile concentrated on these powers and for a moment, his body became misty, lighter, and almost shadow like. He felt almost intangible. That would be very useful in retreating, but...there was something else he had...Emile was able to place this marker to a place where he was looking at...maybe it was some sort of teleportation ability, as in he dissolved into shadow and traveled to the marked location...

    Notes Interacting With: BarrenThin2 BarrenThin2 (Castle) Zerulu Zerulu (Elise) thatguyinthestore thatguyinthestore (Revy)
    Mentioned:
    Group Members: T The Man With No Name Sayo-Nara Sayo-Nara PhantomPyro PhantomPyro Professor Spacecakes Professor Spacecakes Haz. Haz. Critic Ham Critic Ham DapperDogman DapperDogman Sleek Sleek Ferociousfeind Ferociousfeind ghxstfreak ghxstfreak
    Italicized Colored= Internal Dialogue
    Bolded Colored= External Dialogue
    Emile's Speech Color= #990000
 
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    ~Shilo Saga~
    Location: Bank
    Inventory: 2 Katar, 6 throwing knives, 1 Bowie knife, 1 Glock .45
    Power: Light Control
    Mood: Annoyed, Wanting to help
    Condition: Healthy    ​
    The assassin was careful where she stood on the elevator that led the group down into the market. She stood as far back as she could from anyone, standing just a bit closer to Frank than the rest. She still didn’t trust him much, but at least she knew him more than the others, and there was a bit of comfort in that. Shilo stepped from the elevator, into the room, gazing around at all the weapons as Blackjack explained everything to them, grabbing a coin from Rodimus as they were extended out to everyone.

    When she found herself at the 3D printing like machine, she hesitated, not sure if she wanted a brand new weapon, or to replace some that she’d lost. Deciding that, for now, it was probably better and safer to go with what she knew, Shilo slipped the coins into the machine and found the knives she was looking for. Six reinforced silver knives with vine like designs etched into the metal. A decent sized sapphire stone was embedded into the center of each blade. They were flashy, clearly made to make a statement, but they were also deadly when used correctly, as any blade was. The silver knives had short, double sided blades that were thin, the gemstone ground down to fit flat against the blade’s ridge. The hilt of each blade was also short and thin, easily gripped between one’s fingers for a specific kind of throw. Shilo decided it was worth the cash to get her second katar back. The design of the katar’s blade was exactly like that of the knives, reinforced silver, vine like design, with a larger sapphire embedded into the middle. The katar blade was about an inch and a half wide, and seven inches long, a perfect match of the katar she already wore on her left wrist, though it was hidden under jacket in such a way that no one would notice it.

    As the machine printed each blade, the assassin picked up the knives and placed four on her belt, hidden perfectly that they could not be seen, a fifth was slid into a hidden holster on the inside of her jacket, resting against her right shoulder blade, and the final blade was slipped carefully into her right boot, where another hidden sheath clearly was. Once she was done, with the knives, Shilo picked up the larger katar stepped back away from the machine, She shrugged her jacket off for a moment, placing it near by as she slipped the metal contraption the blade rested on around taped wrist. She tightened it into place, moving her arm around to make sure it was on correctly before slipping her jacket back on, the weapons disappearing underneath the just slightly too big jacket. Soon after she found her place next to Frank Woods once more. Flashing him an almost playful look. For people like her and Woods, who relied heavily on weapons of some kind or another, but also enjoyed weapons, this kind of place was like a playground and candy store mixed into one.

    Shilo was in the same boat as Woods, time seemed to be flying by and large patches of time seemed to be missing. She marked it all up to the strangeness that was Millenium City, as she had never experienced such a thing before. The assassin seemed to have stuck by Frank Woods’ side throughout the mission, following his lead and offering suggestions where she thought they were needed. It was clear she wasn’t a follower, but she wasn’t about the step on the toes of someone who seemed more ready to lead a group of strangers and so had fallen into the role of second hand. Someone who followed the orders without hesitation, and carried them out well as if she understood exactly what was wanted and expected of her. She would throw in her own flair from time to time to further prove she wasn’t a follower, but that was more to make things easier on her than to actually show of her own strength and independence.

    When the group was ambushed, Shilo continued to follow Frank’s lead, though due to Night’s utter fail at keeping up, it was clear the dynamic-duo-ship that was Frank and Shilo wasn’t going to work the way it was supposed to in this post. Nonetheless, Shilo tried to follow the lead of the Marine, silently doing what she could to keep herself, him, and the group intact. She had one of her newly acquired silver knives between her fingers, ready to throw the second she got a clear shot, but of course, as always, everyone seemed to be action before thought. As the pillars started to collapse in on themselves, Shilo jumped away to the left, stumbling just a bit as her blind side made it just a bit harder to land correctly, though she quickly caught her balance and turned back to the fight. The assassin’s gaze flicked over to Woods as he yelled at Mable, rolling her eyes a bit. Shilo was clearly a silent attacker, commentary was meant for sparing and fun. In an actual fight, there was little to no use for words. As everything else started to go down, Shilo did what she could do to help Frank and the rest of the group.

    In the end, however, the group didn’t really seem to win. Nothing about what had happened felt right, and it felt even more wrong when the made it back to the Libra base. She received the money from the quest, making her way back down to the machine. She thought about it for a moment before picking out a Glock .45 handgun and a holster to go with it. Though knives her her specialty, a gun would definitely come in handy. The picked up the gun and holster, strapping the holster to her light leg and pushing the gun into it. After hesitating, Shilo pulled out another wad of cash and pushed it into the machine, pulling out the power orb that she had bought. She closed her eyes and grabbed it, absorbing it into herself. Though the assassin had a great ability of stealth already, it did nothing during the day, and even less against powerful foes. With the power she’d just gained, she could control light, allowing herself to disappear completely whenever she needed to. She decided to keep the money she had, knowing she may need to spend it on a large purchase later.

    And within moments, they were back out on another quest. The assassin looked around, quickly gauging the scenario as she hurried after Frank and the others that could be deemed allies in this situation. A man she didn't know what barking out orders, looking for away around the enemy in front of them. Some kind of turtle thing she really didn't want to fight. They needed to get into the bank, right? Shilo looked over the building, she'd sneaked into worse, and knew the layout of things like this pretty well. Well, the assassin hurried forward so she was next to the rest of the other military members. “I can scout ahead unless you want me here with you.” Shilo suggested, looking between everyone. They all had heavier fire power than she did, so the least she could do was sneak in ahead of everyone and figure out a game plan from there. Especially with her new found power to bend the light and make her invisible for short moments at a time, it would make it only that much easier. She would be able to get an idea of what surprises the building held for them, and even give them a map of what the building may look like from the inside. She had always kind of wondered what Nara’s job would be like… looked like she might be getting a first hand account. “At the very least I can make it to the roof and see if they have any routes that could be helpful for either escaping her entering.” The assassin continued. It wasn’t like her to feel useless, but as she used mostly knives, not wanting to use her handgun just yet, the most she could do was utilize her other strengths in some way.
 


  • I had joined the group to the bank via another jet. It was auto-piloted unlike the last one. Sadness wormed its way into my heart. I glanced at All Might who didn’t wear his suffering on his face. No doubt he was still hurting inside though. I tore my gaze away when the thought of apologizing for throwing him crossed my mind instead formulating a plan of attack. Things would be different this time. It’s just a simple turtle robbing a bank.

    I was the last to file out of the jet when it landed, leaving Daisy behind in the plane. I had charged in the last two fights. Unlike demons, these foes could actually predict my moves so a change of attack. I lifted my shotgun up to my eyes to study it. It was the same weapon I had used back in the Mars facility. Reliable, durable, and now mobile, the shotgun would prove itself again. I flashed a grin at the thought of pulling enemies towards me. Or myself towards them.

    We arrived at the bank to see midget, brown mushroom creatures waddling about without arms and green or red shelled turtles standing a head above the mushrooms. They guarded the bank’s front door. All scurried about when a giant, green turtle kicked open the doors with a thunderous laugh. A sack dangled over its shoulder, no doubt full of the cash it just stole. Yeah, wait a minute, isn’t this a job for the police? Or maybe we were suppose to act as support which meant- ugh, I have to pull my punches and not kill the smaller creatures.

    Doesn’t mean it was going to be bloodless though.

    “Millennium City’s finest my tail! No one can stop me and my awesome power! Cower before me, wimps!”

    I raise an eyebrow. Did he just call me a wimp? Well, I had one thing to say to that.

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    It can go eat the rooster.

    Some of the others talked about getting inside. One mentioned hostages. The rest were already attacking. An explosion sent several ‘Goombas’ flying while another raked his talons, downing several more enemies. The rest of the attacks were aimed at the turtle, every single one landing. It unleashed a fiery column at All Might. A bone wall sprung up, absorbing the fire. I would soon join, but the turtle was being beaten back so badly I was unsure if my help was actually needed.
 
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Bowser’s attention was first caught by an all too familiar face, one of which he couldn’t seem to remember the name of for the life of him. “Green Stache?! What’re you doin’ here?! Whatever, who cares? I can still beat all of ya! I’m Bowser! The Koopa King!” The turtle boasted proudly before picking up a piece of rubble that had been caused by his fireball and chucking it at the green-clad plumber.

However, this wasn’t a suitable distraction for too long, as the laser shot by castle was countered by his spiky green shell, said laser bouncing off and soaring through the air once it connected with his backside. At the same time, Revy turned to Frank as she was barked at before flipping him off soon after, not seeming to like the idea of being given orders by some old man.

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“Hey, why don’t ya shut the fuck up ya old cocksucker!! I can handle some fuckin’ fire!!!!” She shouted angrily before being forced to duck back behind cover as another wall of flame was shot their way. Frank’s next few shots were somewhat successful, with the one towards Bowser’s head being blocked by his arm, though this left his torso exposed, allowing Frank to hit it with ease, which pushed Bowser back about… half a step with a small grunt. It wasn’t long after that the laser hit his torso as well, which sent Bowser stumbling back enough to trip over some loose rubble! As he attempted to regain some footing, he was suddenly struck in his lower jaw by All Might, which sent him flying upwards enough to hit the ceiling with a loud SMACK!!!! before falling back onto the ground and landing on his stomach with another grunt.

Before he could stand up, the Koopa King found himself surrounded by an entire impound of bones enriched by the power of nothing less than a healthy dose of whole milk! Bowser normally would have just punched his way out, but he found himself being fried by both the persona and Sophita’s attacks before he could even stand! This went on for a few moments, with it appearing that the heroes had finally won, until…




CRRRRRRRAAAAAACK!

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A giant robot drilled itself out of the ground in front of the group that had gone along the back and faced them before firing several missiles at Papyrus’ bone-wall, dispersing it instantly and causing the bones to all disconnect and fall along the floor below. On top of that, the mere shockwave sent a large heap of rubble falling from the roof, blocking off the back entrance to the bank.

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“You’ve gotta be fuckin’ kiddin’ me…” Revy muttered as she stared up at the… thing, clearly annoyed.


“OOOOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHO!!!! Behold, fools!! And tremble before the might of the ingenious and magnificent Doctor Eggman!! For you have never been so privelaged as to—“


“Yeah, yeah. Save the evil speech for later, snowflake!” Revy screamed out as sneered in the robot’s direction, causing Eggman to let out a whine in annoyance toward the girl.


“Grrrr… why must you heroes always interrupt my evil speeches!? I work hard on them!!!” The being known as Eggman shouted before scoffing. “Bah!! No matter! Prepare to be crushed under the might of the Egg Dragoon!!!!” He shouted as the hundred foot tall robot shot one missile towards All Might, and another towards Revy, who jumped out of the way right before it hit her, causing it to head straight for Frank!

Meanwhile, with Bowser being freed, he let out a chuckle as he balled up both fists. “Heh heh… wasn’t expectin’ that Egghead to come through!” Bowser shouted as he charged forward and threw a heavy punch right towards Papyrus’ lower jaw!!

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  • “Green Stache?! What’re you doin’ here?! Whatever, who cares? I can still beat all of ya! I’m Bowser! The Koopa King!” The now named ‘Bowser’ glared at the green-clad plumper man. I tilted my head. They knew each other? Bowser chucked a piece of rubble at Green Stache. I launched my grappling hook in an attempt to steer it away, but only a piece of it was torn off. It smashed into me before I could react fast enough. Stone cracking drummed into my ear and pain exploded all over my body. Yet I still stood, world spinning.

    It took a moment for the world to stop spinning around. Apparently I missed something because the woman named Revy was flipping off another ally. Shouldn’t you be focused on fighting the turtle?

    Meanwhile, Bowser and co were being attacked from all sides. The royal turtle asshole was fired upon which forced him to back up until he stumbled over some rubble. He was sent flying by All Might’s punch straight into a cage made from bones. Further attacks kept him down. Huh, looks like we won.

    Then a building sized robot drilled itself out of the ground and fired missiles at the cage which freed the turtle. I rolled my eyes. Wonderful. How many more deus ex machinas are going to pop out of the woodworks?

    “OOOOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHO!Behold, fools!! And tremble before the might of the ingenious and magnificent Doctor Eggman!! For you have never been so privileged as to—“

    “Yeah, yeah. Save the evil speech for later, snowflake!” Revy shouted at Eggman.

    “Grrrr… why must you heroes always interrupt my evil speeches!? I work hard on them!!!” The being known as Eggman shouted before scoffing. “Bah!! No matter! Prepare to be crushed under the might of the Egg Dragoon!” Eggman whined before unleashing two missiles. One directed at All Might and another at Revy who jumped out of the way. Unfortunately, Frank was in its way.

    “Heh heh… wasn’t expectin’ that Egghead to come through!” Bowser charged and threw a punch directed at the skeleton.

    Well, this was a clusterfuck. Ideas came to my head. There’s a bunch of enemies. I had a grappling hook. I had my speed back. Well, good luck dodging.

    I glanced back at the plumber man to see the rubble about to hit him. Hoped he was durable enough to withstand it. I would in when Bowser was focused on attacking my allies and launched my grappling hook at one of his flanks to propel myself into a blindspot. I fired blast after blast once I was in place, taking careful aim as not to hit any of my allies.



 
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    Undyne rushed to meet Bowser, seeing his fist fly towards Papyrus. She hadn't seen or heard him in the commotion, since she was too busy chucking spears at him.
    The Fish-Monster thrust her spear forward, so that it would skewer Bowser's hand if he didn't pull the punch. At the same time, she grabbed Papyrus and pulled him back to get him out of the way, compromising her ability to fight for just one second.

    The entire time, she screamed with her signature

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All Might’s grin widened still when he felt his knuckles connect with the turtle’s jaw, watching as the hulking brute was sent flying backwards into the building. Finally. Finally! It felt so good to have his power back after months of feeling utterly useless! No more having to endure his colleagues coddling him and telling him to stay safe. He could finally hold his own in a fight again. More importantly, he could finally protect people again.

Just then, the fireball launched at him by Bowser seemed to crash through his adrenaline-fueled euphoria, bringing the hero back to the present. His first instinct upon seeing the incoming blast was not to dodge, however. No, there were other people behind him, and he would never forgive himself if they came to harm because he’d tried to save himself a few burns. Instead, he pulled back a fist once more, aiming it carefully for the center of the fireball. The force of one of his punches had been known to dissipate blasts like that from the sheer air-pressure alone. Surely 20% power would be enough to replicate the effect on something like this?

Before the fireball had gotten close enough to counter, however, All Might’s view of it was obscured by a wall of gigantic blue bones. He quickly spotted Papyrus advancing on the attack, aiming a barrage of more blue bones at the beast. Well, that certainly was a surprise. He hadn’t expected that from the young skeleton.

“Excellent work, my boy! You’ve got some cool moves!” he encouraged the young monster, though it didn’t seem Papyrus was in dire need of motivation at that point. He just hoped the kid wasn’t as much of a glass cannon as he looked.

Hearing Castle’s command to spread out their attack, All Might grabbed hold of the top of the bone wall and pulled himself up to perch on its edge. He then used the front of the wall as a springboard, launching himself forward like a bullet and aiming to land himself near Bowser’s right flank. If he managed to land safely as he planned, a mighty uppercut would be awaiting the malicious reptile.

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  • Rolling his eyes, the ex-hero simply walks past the conflict and looks through the window of the bank, plugging his earphones into his ears as the fight raged on around him, he was hoping to find some other point of entry to the bank, perhaps a back door, a window, or maybe a staircase leading to an upper floor. If he could find a way into the store other than the front door, that would probably be a better way to get inside. He'd also take note of the captives and where they were, maintaining that casual air about himself as he lets the fight happen around himself.

    He sighs as he turns back to the fight, after making note of where everything was inside, and simply walks back to where Frank had been taking cover, ready to relay the information to him just as casually as he'd headed over and obtained it. "Who'd have thought that not making a tonne of noise and throwing yourself into the fight would mean you could stay totally undetected?" he mutters as he kneels down, noticing Shilo "Well, since I'm one of the few of us with a head who I can tell has powers, if you need to get up high, I can get you there"

    He growls as a giant machine bursts from the ground, rolling his eyes as he stands back up, walking towards it in time to see a missile flying towards where he had just come from "Dammit" he growls as he balls up a fist, ducking under the missile and throwing a punch upwards, a concussive blast of air pressure rocking out from his fist, hopefully sending the missile flying skywards, but expending half of the energy he'd managed to store up. "Shit...They're going to notice me now" he grunts, waving for those at the back to move without him. "Fine...I'd hoped not to have to waste my energy today, too"

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Dax watched silently, almost as if at a funeral, as Felix retrieved his beloved ax. She could immediately tell by the look on his face that the souls that mattered so much to him weren't present. He looked like he needed something, anything, to anchor him back in reality. So it was that their eyes met, hers filled with compassion and his with distraught hope. She hadn't considered how obvious it would be that her empathy sprung from knowing the source of his distress, despite him having never told her of it. He looked like he needed something to hope for, something to protect, a reason to exist. He needed a universal constant, but Dax felt she couldn't provide one for him. Not yet, anyways.

But despite herself, Dax joined next to him as he did whatever he did. "You look upset," she observed. "Anything I can do to help you, Felix?"

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The woman, whose name he hadn’t asked for yet, was, of course, right; if hostage extraction was their end goal, going loud was a bad plan. Now that they were a bit closer, he could tell she was probably more like some kind of police officer, judging by the electrified baton she was using. “I can probably break the lock without making too much noise with this, if it comes to it.“ Frank opened and closed the palm of his gauntlet, which was little more than a power glove at this point. Even as they spoke, though, more people showed up, and each one made Frank like their odds a little better. You wouldn’t think it did from the ever deepening scowl on his face, though. Emile and Woods both got his attention in particular. He’d noticed Woods early, who Frank now achknowledged with a curt nod in thanks for having his back while he moved across the open field. Emile mostly stood out by being apparently armed to the teeth, something that was more than welcome. Emile did some weird powered shit as he spoke too, giving Frank even more of a reason to be happy to have him along. They nearly had a full breach team at this point. “If you can get us in without making a ton of noise, by all means.“

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Shilo gave him pause. She was neither as heavily armored nor as armed as most present, but she definitely carried herself in a way that implies some sort of professional background. The same kind he saw on the likes of Natasha Romanov. She wanted to go in ahead, scout out for threats and civilians. “If you’ve got a plan of action for getting in and staying out of sight, go for it. Need to stay quiet so we can, at the very least, get the drop on potential threats.“ Castle gave the group another once over to figure out how they should go about the actual breaching. In order, he looked at Emile, then Frank, then Elise. “Tin can, you take point once we’re inside and do the actual breach. Marine, you’re on the right side of the door while I take left. Ordinarily, that’d leave you, soldier, to get a grenade in there , but we don’t know what’s inside that door. I want you on our six. Watch our rear and call targets for us. First, though, let’s get this door open and send our friend here in to maybe get a sitrep. We clear?“

It was about then he heard Revy shouting at him. Oh, she was very angry. A lesser man would have been cowed by such a verbal onslaught, but not The Punisher. His expression hardened, and he yelled back with every bit as much venom as she’d spat his way, “Shut your fucking trap before I knock you out and drag you to cover myself! I don’t fucking care if you think you can ‘handle it,’ I’m not gonna watch anyone die to a giant fucking turtle because they decided to fight like an idi-Oh, shit.“ It was about then that Eggman burst from the ground, cutting his chastising short. This had just gotten a lot more complicated; the group may need their help after all. A kid he didn’t recognize came up behind the group and actually surprised Frank, saying something snarky about remaining undetected. Before he could even think about responding, he heard the telltale sound of a missile streaking towards them. It was time to put his new found powers to good use. Time seemed to slow down. Dodging the missile would be easy, and he almost did it as a reflex. He could even use the gauntlet to blow the thing up with relative ease.

There was one pretty significant flaw with both of those plans, though. If he followed through on them, people counting on him would get hurt. He couldn’t let that happen. Emile would likely be alright; he was decked out beyond belief. Shilo, Elise and Frank, though? Not so much, and, aside from Frank’s telepathy, he’d get to see any indication they had powers that would help them out here. Superhuman reflexes or not, he only had a few seconds to react and not enough time to save everyone; in an instant, using his newfound speed and his peak physical strength, Castle more or less attempted to toss Elise, Frank, and Shilo aside, shouting, “Get clear!!“ Al the while, he braced for an explosion that never came. When he looked up, it seemed the kid from before had saved his ass for the moment. There was no verbal thank you so much as a curt nod from Castle before he raised his gauntlet and fired a repulsor beam at the spot of the Dragoon the missile had come from.

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Name: Cyrus Smith.
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Cyrus was didn't do much on the way to the meat packing plant, the name did strike him as interesting, thinking maybe the name was a referral to the story of Gideon in the book of judges but after deliberation, no such was thing was thinkable. And another thing was on his mind, he didn't even think to try to experiment with the ability he purchased. Resting his back against the wall of the van crossing arm his arms a frown appeared on his forehead as he thought, he already knew that he had the power, but what to what extent could he push it?

"Ok, how about this?" he told himself as he chose the wall of the van behind him to become immaterial, he leaned back phasing his body through the wall of the van up to his shoulders, luckily his clothes seemed to phase as well. With a successful trial of his power he turns his head for his sight to see a quickly approaching road sign, he, however, enough time to phase through it and resorts to using this occasion as training for his ability.

Throughout the rest of the journey there Cyrus spent his time half phased through the van practicing the timing of his phasing with street signs and passing cars until they arrived at the destination. As soon as they stopped Cyrus didn't waste any time and simply phased through the van not waiting for the officer to let him out, he immediately proceeded to inspect the compound. The warehouse seemed to only have one access point and every other way in was blocked from the outside. Phasing through the walls would be an option but too risky, deciding against it.

He sighed, worrying wouldn't lead to anything, he headed back to the group before asking the MCPD officer his own question; "You said there were multiple kidnappings, were there any relative connections between the victims?" someone already had asked about the warehouse itself, any other information would be crucial.
 
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