Fantasy Superhero Times

[Aelia Aeldyne]

Hayato - Aphera household​

Yes... I was happy, even though I cried. It felt soft, when Papa wiped off the tears. He looked exactly the same, I thought. Red eyes, red hair, even red clothing. Wind blows and vanishes, water ebbs and flows, earth rumbles and changes - only fire is eternal, huh ? Or so it seemed. He felt different though. Warier, wearier... more thoughtful. He still looked like he didn't have a care in the world, though, and yet he cared about me.

"I... I've been sad for the first years, and then it was just dull. I've been okay, yes, if okay means "Entirely detached from everything". I haven't had much contact with anyone, only being on the job and sleeping every once in a while. I appreciate that offer of moving in with you, but Master Weiss' house isn't that far, and I just can't move around all the devices and stuff I need."

I sighed, and I looked down. Hadn't exactly been happy years, but I had coped. I looked up just in time to see him rise up at full height. Impressive just as I remembered him. A towering slab of muscle, positively ripped and in perfect shape - yeah that was Caesar alright. I couldn't repress the smile that crept up on my face at that moment, because it felt really good to see him like this - just being there, the one that made anyone's mind go "FEAR NOT, FOR I AM HERE", his presence alone brightening the place a little.



"So you're back in the thick of things, eh ? Ready to go at it again ? I know a place where we could go. After all... Someone's been on a provisional licence for ten years now. It's probably past the expiration date, would need a re-examination."



Osuka

 

[Deathkitten]

OA Member - Finis​

Ah. There was the call. He grinned, teeth white as porcelain. "I'm absolutely quaking with anticipation. The cocky sort like you is the perfect dance partner. Leveling that which is around me is part of the fun of a battle, you see. A raw expression of power. That which is weak falls before you. The more that is destroyed, the more notice falls onto you. It is a perfect mechanism for furthering one's goals." He loved her quips. Her lack of fear. It made him want to tear into her all the more. To feel her fire while he gripped her still-beating heart.

Mm...

"How kind of you to leave a corpse for others to investigate. Here I was thinking you'd simply burn me to a crisp, make me a charcoal briquet," he teased and shuffled his shoulders, allowing the cloak to drop from him. Underneathe, it seemed he wore a suit and was rather nicely dressed, but his skin had a greyish pallor to it that made him look sickly, unnatural. Lines like tar ran down his face, and his eyes were jaundice-yellow.

"Let us begin, shall we?" as he said this, his soul got only darker beyond belief, crackled with seeping ooze manufactured from the pain of others. It was more solid as he clearly made himself physically present. There was so much that there was no way to read it all in such a short time, but even so, there were snippets beyond the explosion ten years ago. Torture. Experiments. Dozens of missing children in cages in varying stages of depravement. Dirty, in rags, attached to machines, you name it, it was probably there. Despite this, there was little detail to the flashes of information. Too much at once.

He was insanely fast. If this was a game, it just got turned up to eleven and the boss music started. Like a speedster, he blurred, and instead of going straight for her, he snatched Shield from his position near the front of the playground where he was staring at the two of them trying to figure out what to do next - after all, this was a new situation. Shield's throat in his hand, lifted up into the air like a stuffed animal, he brought the boy crashing down into the concrete, making a web of cracks and rubble throughout a ten-foot circle.

"Heh... hehehe... HAHAHAHA! Oh, that's great! You're so durable!" he cackled, smiling at him like it was the most normal thing in the world, "No wonder she didn't protect you better. What say you, SoulFlare? I win, I keep this one?"

He rolled his wrist, balling his hand into a fist as he released poor Shield, who had gotten all of the air knocked out of him and couldn't talk (though notably he merely looked startled and annoyed, not in pain). His bones cracked and creaked in his hand as he faced her. This was but a small happenstance, a turn of events which let her make a move, but only a small setback. Oh, this was fun.



ManofManyRoles

 

[ManofManyRoles]

SoulFlare

Looking upon his soul, the darkness that seeped from within. Sickening, twisted, beyond depravity. There was no salvation for him, even hell would reject such a soul. She would burn it...and right before it faded away into embers, she'd consume it. "Even charcoal has its uses." Seeing his soul only emboldened her, solidified both minds into one. This creature was beyond mercy, beyond forgiveness. He was fast, that'd be annoying to deal with. Guess she was carpet bombing a city today, oh well. "I'm afraid your first move was a waste of time. You won't be winning, that much I can promise you." Flame licked from her skeleton maw, like dragons breath that kissed the air.

If she was going to get to work, she had to make sure there wasn't anyone here. Shield would be fine if he was caught in her fire, even if it was uncomfortable. How ironic, how convenient. "SHIELD! Make sure this area is clear, not just the park! You have a brain, you can make your own decisions. Consider this a do or die test, get moving!" She 'inhaled' before leaning forward, a gout of hellfire spreading out from her like a fan across the ground, a wave rushing to run over Finis. It started small in front of her, a simple line, but it quickly spread out in an obtuse angle, indiscriminate and uncaring for the fact Shield was right next to the target. Noticeably, the ground beneath the fire did not yield. Grass did not catch alight, the earth did not burn, and concrete did not scorch, as if the fire refused to burn anything but its intended target.

Deathkitten

 

[Kyrenka]

~Kaden~
OA Attack
​

It was disturbing how excited Mashu was. It was almost like a drug addict finally getting their fix again. If that were the case, then Kaden guessed that he was her enabler. Not like I have much of a choice. The OA were back. The very organization that caused the anti-super movement. The movement his father opposed. The indirect catalyst to his parents' deaths. Mashu knew. She knew about the OA and she knew that this was the perfect chance for a big blowout. He didn't want to give her what she wanted, but it wasn't like he could fucking ignore something this huge either. If it meant that he had to stop hiding or worse, die, so be it. He just couldn't sit around and do nothing as people died. Not again. The demon inside him practically sang with glee at the turmoil within him. He did his best to keep his cool but it wasn't working; and it'd only get worse from here. His emotional state was shaky and if Mashu timed it right, she could topple the walls he had put up to keep her from gaining control.

Passing a playground, he saw it. How could he not? The smoke was like a flood light in the night sky and the flames were like a beacon to the fire demon. A few feet away from the fight, he jolted to a stop. His eyes frantically searched for an opening. Going in now when that one lady was attacking was a bad idea, he'd fuck up her rhythm and that could be fatal. Who cares? It was almost like he could see the anticipation on her face. Kaden could feel her practically salivating at the sight of their opponent. Just let me kill him. Fat fucking chance bitch. Only once had he slipped up enough for Mashu to get control. It was a mistake he never wanted to repeat ever again. Hell, she'd probably kill those other two heroes while she was at it. So? He bit his lip. The pain helped him refocus and take his attention off of the demon's taunts. Holy shit. The woman's attack formed a huge blast radius. It's too big! What the fuck was she trying to do!? The other guy was still there! Calm your tits, he's probably immune to fire or something. Immune to hellfire? Unless he was a demon or some shit that wasn't likely. Mashu had a point though. Heroes didn't attack their own, he was probably fine. Backing up a bit, the brunet eyed the battle and ignored the demon's cries for him to join. This wasn't a small time crook, timing was everything in a fight like this. One wrong move and they'd all die. I won't. "Not helping," Kaden hissed.

((Interacting with ManofManyRoles 's SoulFlare, Deathkitten 's Shield and Finis))

 

[Cam E. Leon]

Shard and pals

Shard was about to answer Jupiter before the radio on her went off. Shard going silent at the mention of OA. ".....fuck." was All Epherial could say before shard started chanting and soon the whole area around Shard, Epherial, Scile and Jupiter began to glow. "Jupiter Guess were going for a ride. Hope you don't get sick from spatial displacement" Epherial laughed before shard Finally said. "grand displacement" And all four disappeared from the sight of Seiva and Zuzu. OA they revived Zuzu, but at the same time they had plans for her. It was quite simple how to keep Zuzu Safe. Kill OA, and everyone in it. Epherial was good enough fighter, Scile would be useful as a Brawler. Hopefully the hero already there is competent enough to not die by the time they have arrived. At the park right in front of Soulflare and The OA member The four simply appeared form a red flash. "greetings. I am Shardaken Lucrum, I shall be taking the liberty of Tearing this soul from your mortal realm. Please stand back." Shard said as he already had his bow prepared. "Hey boss why don't I get a weapon!?" Epherial yelled before with a burst of speed he disappeared and came back just as fast with a stop sign he ripped from a nearby street. "Stop in the name of the law!" he yelled pointing it with a dumb smile at the joke he just made "Jupiter your the hero? who do I punch?" Scile asked while she looked way too excited, All in all it must have been a strange sight to see Jupiter appear with two demons and a Thrall at her side. Though if knowing Jupiter's abilities, one might have thought they had simply made pact. "You are a member of OA. Salutations, prepare to be brought to near death and forced to tell me everything. Suicide is not an option. I shall drag your corpse back from Hell myself if you try it." Shard announced before drawing his bow back and firing a crystal blood arrow straight at the mans head. Epherial Zooming forward swinging the Stop sign at the well dressed villain.

ManofManyRoles Kyrenka @Deathkitten(sorry for short post)

 

[Aelia Aeldyne]

Mjr Sadensei - Naval Scrapyard​

"I see."

Well. She wasn't really one to consider people like weapons to be used willy-nilly, even though that was her own unofficial status - the higher-ups just weren't willing to piss her off too much, because she was officially licensed to break things if she considered that it was for the best, and if she had to break down the base to its essential constituants to make them understand that yes, they had to treat her as a human being, she would do it. Which, knowing this, made all the more surprising the fact that they would keep a leash of some kind on Brawler - whom on the registers was merely a civilian on "volunteer duty", whatever would that shit mean - considering he seemed way more capable of wrecking their shit than she was.

"I'll peer into the files when we get back. Sounds like there's something fishy going on in the administration. Mind if I dip in that cesspool, Brawler ? Also, "The Beast" definitely sounds cooler. I should not say that because I'm supposed to be the display-case elite soldier, but I'd rather have "The Beast" as my moniker than... let's say Corporal Burkes. Dude got signaled as "Geyser" for the way he threw up in his helmet in flight. The interface, all the holograms fuck with the vision of untrained people. Thankfully, his instructor and copilot was a vet so Burkes puking just added smell to the cockpit and they landed safely, but the nickname stuck. I don't know how it was back then for me when it was my turn, but the old folks say that I was a natural at flight. I still don't know if they're trying to be kind, trying to butter me up or just telling the truth. Most of the time, the simpler explanation is the best, but in the military there is nothing simple."

She sighed, and the rest of the wait was silence, because she didn't really know how to start off the end she had given to her tirade. She looked out the window, buildings reflecting in the tinted glass, the immense skeletal silhouettes of dismantled ships and boats shining where the rust had yet to take them, looking like the remnants of some ancient fallen titan from the ocean in the early afternoon sun. They didn't wait for too long, in the end. Mazok came back about half an hour later with a "new" helmet, a sorta ramshackle ATV and...

"A grenade wristbow ? Really ? Where the fuck did you find a coil for that ?"

Well, she could laugh of the absurd ease with which the green guy had managed to create a weapon like that from what was basically absolute junk all she wanted, it'd probably come in handy at some point. Also, never spit on additional armament, you never know when you're gonna need that extra oomph. She was about to restart the vehicle when she noticed a sort of orange-purple... thing... flashing in her windshield and then disappearing, and then

DOOM-DOOM. THUNK.

Whatever it was had just crashed on their roof and was noisy as hell. Even though she hadn't even revved the engine, she slammed the brake pedal, jolted open her door while yelling "ATTACK !" in her comlink and jumping out of the hummer with a roulade. There was something humanoid on the roof. With a snarl, both her arms twisted as she slammed them in a X in front of her, a sort-of hand of thick viscous golden liquid surging out to grab the offender and slam them against the fence of the scrapyard. Would probably hurt as hell, if it succeeded, maybe stun too, and leave time for the liquid amber to solidify and properly entrap the opponent.


ManofManyRoles chaieftainoftheeye Deathkitten

 

[Aelia Aeldyne]

Zaphkiel - Somewhere in the streets​

Pale skin, pale hair, burning eyes and fiery soul. That was what she beheld in the warm woman, and she enjoyed that warmth. It was kindled some more when the woman helped her, and she saw that she was good-natured. Her flames were hot and destructive, but they were of no ill-will. She was a little reassured. She was a little puzzled when the woman asked about her, and her face went blank for a little while, silent mind echoing in search of a reply. Well, there would be only one. Her voice came out again, weak and unsettled.

"I need... need... I need to pay the coin."

Maybe the woman would have a coin for her, or know where she could find a coin to give to the ferryman. Then and only then would she be freed for that lucid nightmare of hers. Or maybe was it a debt? Well, she did not know, and to her it would probably never matter.


Daniel Reaving

 

[Deathkitten]

Arachnidemon​

She already slipped onto her butt, so there wasn't much she could do when the lady shouted ATTACK as she jumped out of the car. Serenity yelped, one might even call it a little scream, as she got flung through the air into the fence. There was no mistaking that that was the scream of a little kid. Yes, it hurt. It hurt a lot. But adrenaline does funny things and she was already scrambling and trying to get the amber off of her.

"SORRY SORRY SORRY OH MY GOD PLEASE DONT KILL ME," she shouted at the vehicle, mostly the lady, as she tried to do a mix between jumping sideways on one foot away from the amber while kicking it off like slime with her other foot, while both of her hands were in the air, "I just wanted to see the submarine cuz I've never seen a submarine and if I don't make it back home because you guys put me in the hospital then the Father is gonna be so upset with me and worried when he gets to me and it would be super bad and awful."

"Please don't hurt me! I'm not much of a fighter, I promise. Like... well I guess I could fight if I tried but I'd probably lose, especially against three heroes and it'd just be bad. I'm only twelve," she babbled, "I'm just a kid. I'm not some midget villain. I promise."

ManofManyRoles chaieftainoftheeye Aelia Aeldyne

 

[ManofManyRoles]

Thomas Black

Thomas gave a meek shrug, taking another swig of cola. "Do what you'd like, I suppose. I can't stop you one or another. I've pretty much just accepted my role in the entire situation. All I know is that I'm on a short leash, and they intend to keep me on it. Not much I can do about it...just have to do what they ask, follow orders, and wake up in my room when I come too." He was in the middle of another drink of soda when the sound came from atop the car, causing him to jump and choke on the drink, liquid going down the wrong pipe. Even as Amber was jumping out of the car and shouting attack he instead took the time to screw the cap on the soda and set it down. Opening the car door he stepped out, taking in the sight. Trident had a...kid? That was definitely a kid, anatomical proportions were correct. If it were a 'small person', they'd be more compressed. "I think you jumped the gun, it's a little girl." He took a deep breath and held it for a while before slowly exhaling. "Thank god, at least. I'm good, we're good." He rubbed the back of his head, sighing a bit. "Can you let her go? We have to work still, and I don't want to explain to any of the command staff why we're having to pay for a childs' medical bills."
Deathkitten Aelia Aeldyne chaieftainoftheeye

 

[Deathkitten]

OA Member - Finis​

Oh, a holy hellfire of sorts. That was no good. Better to not get hit by that.

He tucked his foot under Shield and like a footballer in Spain, deftly kicked him in front of himself to block the fire from sweeping over him and throw the boy into SoulFlare. Just in time, too, as others desired to join the fray. He swept a gloved hand through his hair as the arrow whizzed past him without touching. He had moved just a little, but dodging the arrow was easy. The stop sign was a different matter altogether, the speedster far faster than he was himself, but it mattered little either. The sign's metal bent around him as though it were made of a pliable twist tie. He looked annoyed at the boy, a glare of menace, and a lack of amusement.

"Don't you all come here and ruin our fun. I was enjoying this girl's cocky nature, but of you to think you can hit me with an arrow, and you to think a stop sign would do diddly. Ridiculous," he sneered, nose scrunched in disgust, "I have been bored, practically kept in a cage all this time, not allowed to have some fun, and THIS is what you offer? Disappointing."

A black void of nothingness started at his feet after he spoke and zoomed to take up around 5 feet of the floor around him in all directions. Like vantablack, it seemed to flatten everything, every bump and crack now nothing. "What is your problem with me, demon? Are my deeds any worse than yours? Perhaps in sheer number, but I would wager you have the blood of thousands on you. Most of them angels."



ManofManyRoles Kyrenka Cam E. Leon

 

[ManofManyRoles]

SoulFlare

As if to complicate matters, there were new faces on the scene. Even as she was spewing fire, she took the time to register what she was seeing...a boy named Kaden and a demon named Mashu. The boy wasn't that bad, the demon, however...a darkened soul, harbored in the boys body. The kind of soul she would traditionally burn to cinders for its sins and transgressions, but she was busy. And on the other side, four more faces. Alida...a hero perhaps? Her soul wasn't clean, but it wasn't as bad as it certainly could be. Then there was a young man, but his soul betrayed his looks...darkened and mildly twisted, but bound to the man next to him. It didn't even have to take a second to register, a primal knowledge coming to the front of her mind. Shard...a demon lord. A soul dark and twisted, thousands of years of sin at least all in one ball..she wasn't sure who had the worse soul, the OA member, or Shard. And then there was Scile, another demon, with a dark soul as well. So many kills, so many bodies before her feet. It was like she had been given a free for all buffet to torch.

Fortunately for the demon group, they were targeting the OA member, so not her immediate target, she'd get to them later perhaps. Finis had just punted Shield in her direction, using him as a sponge for the fire torrent she had sent in his direction. "Pathetic!" she spit, unceremoniously using her chain to wrap around Shield's leg as he soared through the air and yank him behind her, likely sending him tumbling as the chain returned to its master. "If you can't even damage him, let alone hit him, stay out of the way hellspawn!" The chain curled out from her and into an arch above her, the segments detaching and sharpening to points, spinning like little buzzsaws as they turned into shurikens, each one coated in hellfire. Without even a motion from her, the shurikens shot off in a horde, each intent on pincushioning the OA member. As the small shards of death soared off she shot her hand forward, a large globe of hellfire forming only to shoot off towards the base of Finis feet.
Deathkitten Cam E. Leon Kyrenka

 

[chaieftainoftheeye]

Mazok gives trident a look, clearly not agreeing with her methods. "i understand sometimes force is needed. but i honestly think gluing a child to a fence is a bit much, even for the the sake of interrogation." as he goes to cut the spider person out. before looking to them. "your a child and yet you choose the life of heroism." a statement more than a question. "commendable. but a bit foolish, if you ask me. someone like you should take more time to train and hone your form for the job.. but that's just this old warriors words." he then looks toward the yard, seeing one orky boy who seemed to have replaced his forearm and hand with a crude machine gun. "the kar's ready boss!" "alroight! fallow us when we'z start movin!" maz replied, looking to Arachnidemon. "if you wanna see the sub, your gonna have to fight? are you ok with that?"

Deathkitten ManofManyRoles Aelia Aeldyne

 

[Cam E. Leon]

Shard And Pals

Epherial quickly Jumped back when the stop sign crumbled on him, that black stuff doesn't look good. Looks like this guy was gonna need more then just speed to beat, though knowing at least in this form he was faster was a bit of relief. I he had any weapon he could go for the legs and slow him down for the others. He was busy in thought before a hellfire shuriken whizzed past him. Turning and dodging another of the hellfire shurikens he clicked his tounge before zooming next to the Flaming skeleton. Shard told him about these before... some type of judge that weight the sins of all living things. Sounds bullshit if ya ask him, all it really does is track your kills no matter context. "Hey skull face, so far I did hit him, so shut up and let us help. Your a hero, and My boss just signed up to be one. We can argue later. So just focus on the asshole in the suit!" He told her as Scile charged at the man in the suit just running straight into the vanta black around him and not even flinching at the shuriken crossfire she was hit with. "I just gotta punch you right?!" She asked excited knowing this guy was obviously evil, after all whos face looks like that and isnt evil? "I am Scile the demon of Justice. Prepare to get Decked!" she yelled as her two golden right fists swung forward and she Punched the Vantablack ground trying to break it up using her three left hands. If it did affect the ground. A large rumble around the whole group would have resulted from her punches.Shard simply sighed at the dodging of his arrow half expecting that outcome, he looked at his arm while making a small cut on his wrist to create more. Not caring if Sciles attack worked or not he turned to Epherial. "Epherial. Ignore the skeleton, it wont care about your words. It only believes its own basis of good and evil to be correct. She will be of little cooperation to us. Come here for a weapon." he announced cordially turning back to the OA member "Unfortunately I believe the human kill count is higher by now. But who knows, the only idiot that tries to keep count is Ms. Calcium Biker over there. I simply desire your organizations death to assure the safety of a few of your resurrected subjects. It seems some demons fear me more then you when it comes to giving out information. Bit of tip. Binding contracts. Though, not that matters as you shall soon be dead" Shard answered shooting arrow after arrow at him, the arrows somehow bending around Scile to hit him. Others were aimed at the ground turning into crimson spikes upon impact. "Jupiter. Be a dear and contribute somehow" Shard asked Jupiter still calmly despite his eyes filled with rage.

ManofManyRoles Deathkitten Kyrenka

 

[Kyrenka]

~Kaden~
OA Fight
​

Kaden backed up another step even though he was well out of range of the black matter taking over the ground. Mashu was reacting to the new people that appeared. The one with horns that shot an arrow, there was no doubt that he was a demon too. The other woman, who had six arms and called herself Scile, she was a demon too. What is this, some sort of convention? He had came here because of the reports, but was there something else at play? Even the skeleton woman who had thrown fire at the OA guy was off. Mashu didn't seem to mind the others but the flaming skeleton held the demon's focus. A hint of fear was buried under a dark malice, but still detectable. Let me handle this, she's dangerous. And why the hell would I ever give you control? She'll kill us. Kaden didn't like how honest she sounded. He eyed the angry woman as she grappled her comrade and dragged him to her. I'll take my chances. Mashu hissed and shrieked as she threw herself at his walls. The brunet flinched at the onslaught. Her tantrum wasn't as fueled by fear as the last time, but it was just as strong. KILL HER! KILL HER! LET ME KILL HER! His hands made an aborted motion to cover his ears before he realized that it wouldn't matter. Her voice was in his head, covering his ears would do nothing. Shut up! I need to focus!

Drawing power from Mashu as she screamed in fury, Kaden breathed in slowly. Flames ignited along his fingers until both hands were consumed in hellfire. He wasn't delusional enough to think that he could do half the damage that the people around him could. However, he was great at pissing people off. A distraction could allow an opening for the others and he was more than willing to be the bait they needed. He took a step, then another, and another, until he was slowly gaining speed and running towards the edge of the black circle. "Hey asshole!" Lobbing a fireball at the man, Kaden didn't let up. He halted at the edge of the circle and threw more balls of fire at the enemy in an effort to distract him. Maybe even damage him if Kaden was lucky.

((Interacting with Deathkitten 's Finis | Mentioned ManofManyRoles 's SoulFlare, Cam E. Leon 's Scile and Shard |Nearby Deathkitten 's Jupiter and Shield and Cam E. Leon 's Epherial ))

 

[Aelia Aeldyne]

Vicente Gorzob - Chupacabra - Cypress Hill goblin cemetery​

The ceremony was over. Guests were departing, underlings were leaving through the underdark, the guards were staying close enough to be useful, far enough to be somewhat inconspicuous. Only remained the Don and his bodyguard skeleton Chupacabra. Silence had returned to the hill of graves and trees, only punctuated here and there by the cawing of a jackdaw. Would be a perfect scenery. Was going to be the scene for an important discussion it seemed. The two of them trod calmly through the grass, their pace that of men who knew themselves unavoidable, making their way to the two unknown figures.

A woman, red hair, clear eyes, slim frame. Piercing gaze, relaxed posture. The skeleton made a mental note. She was definitely the brains in there. A man, blond hair and blue eyes, broad of shoulders, muscular. Eyes active but not intense, posture serious and nervous. Chupacabra nodded in acknowledgement. The muscle. Bodyguard for the woman, most likely. Didn't look like he had a weapon right now, except maybe the suitcases they had with them - but if they had meant them as weapons, right now was the worst moment. They'd have had a far greater effect while in the middle of the ceremony.

A flicker of light, the scritching of a match, the scent of a cigar being lit, and a sigh. Then, the Don's old, rough voice, lashing out like a whip of tanned leather, weathered and experienced.

"It's not often that outside folks come to our ceremonies. I am honored, and at the same time intrigued. What brings two young people like you to Cypress Hill ? Surely not to find a lodging, I hope."


Kyrenka ManofManyRoles

 

[Aelia Aeldyne]

Beverly Hilton​

Had been a calm day, today. No freak villain punching guests through the wall, no underage freak villain drilling hole through the floor - okay calm down Mike, it's only 15:25. Shit can still happen. Well, not everything that happens is bad, of course. Just lookidat. Two folks coming in, not registered as customers, pretty man and pretty lady. Ooh, and they look like they mean business. Feds, maybe ? We'll see. Ah, they're coming here.

Quickly putting down his cigar in the ashtray below the counter, Mike rose to his feet and greeted the two newcomers with a smile.

"Welcome to the Beverly Hilton, milady, sir. I am Michael, at your service. How may I help you ?"



The voice was honeyed, honed through years of work at the receptionist's desk, deep but not too much. Just enough to draw the attention of its interlocutors. Mike knew what he was doing, but he just hoped those two hadn't come in to ruin his day. Poor Julia, his colleague from yesterday, she went to the ER after having an emotional overload; he felt a bit lucky. The only thing of note so far had been the - eh, not really freak, just outta it - lady from the suite coming down lights out. Pretty, but he didn't understand anything of what happened then. Maybe she was just needing some fresh air. Welp, she'd be getting fresh water too.


Kyrenka ManofManyRoles Deathkitten

 

[Deathkitten]

OA Member - Finis​

A lot of things were happening at once.

For starters, poor Shield got tossed off behind SoulFlare unceremoniously by the chain after already feeling a wave of heat wash over him from the fire. It didn't hurt, no, but it was a much stronger sensation than he was used to. Somewhat luckily for him, however, there was quite literally no time to panic, so aside from the second of airtime he had, he just looked... annoyed. He rolled to a stop none-too-gracefully but scrambled to his feet as soon as he stopped bouncing off. He looked back at the whole group for a long moment, considering, before he remembered what he was told to do and ran off to do just that. He wasn't exactly sure how to tell people to vacate the area... but... he'd just have to find it out.

There was so much coming towards him. It seemed like such an attack, but none of it was coordinated. They were all so separate, and it seemed some would almost rather be killing each other than him. There was even this kid hurling fireballs at him while trying to get a rise out of him. Did he feel like dying today?

Unfortunately, everyone but the rather burly female demon seemed smart enough to stay away from the vantablack-like ooze of nothingness around his feet. For Scile, who had attempted to punch it, she would find her three fists that made contact with the material go right through it, and, given her momentum, it was likely she went right through and got consumed by the pit. If said happenstance occurred, she would disappear entirely and find herself uninjured, but floating in a sea of darkness with no visible way out.

Now for the arrows and shuriken. The fireballs would hurt, but wouldn't do that much damage. The demon man was not a weak one, he didn't even seem phased and had a purpose for the fight. Then that was the one the focus would lay on for now.

With a wave of his hand he made a tendril whip up from the pool of black into the air, and it sought out the arrow the same as the arrows were seeking out him. Unfortunately, that left him open to the shurikens. The blade whizzed through him, creating quite the display from the spray of blood that followed their trails out the other side. Combined with the fireballs from the kid that singed his tailored coat, it was quite the unpleasant display. In fact he even winced a little from it!

Now there came the question of what to do next. Take the smallest of them out first, then work the way up the ladder. That was the best, most efficient, wasn't it? He wasn't allowed to go all out, alas, but he could still take their lives at least.

He was a blur of movement again, hard to follow save for Epherial, of course. "Apologies. Young people like you have so much potential," Finis said as he used his momentum to bring his leg up level to the young boy's ribs, aiming to at least send him flying and knock the wind out of him, if not break some bones altogether. The worse the better.

Jupiter, meanwhile, was having a hard time coming to grips with the whole thing. After all, these people had, quite literally, killed her. She didn't know what to do that would be useful. Nothing worked before. Sure, they killed some of them, but... it did nothing in the end. No, that didn't mean she wouldn't try but... what was there? What could she do? Shard here was a blood mage himself. Anything she could do, he could do better.

She settled. Firing at him with something was better than nothing. Instead of blood, however, she used arcane means to make a blast of mana in front of her towards the man. Who else could she call? Some people were bound to miss the callout. Anyone who didn't have their radio nearby. Who would be best? Who could make a difference?

ManofManyRoles Kyrenka Cam E. Leon

 

[ManofManyRoles]

Detective Marshall

The Hilton Hotel eh? He didn't think he'd really been in this place before, seemed nice enough though. Eyes scanned the interior of the hotel, taking careful note of orange cones around a rug. Covering something up then? Judging by the quick repairs on the wall outside, and now the cones, he'd wager a Super incident happened here and they were having to deal with the aftermath. They had insurance, right? Attention going to the well-dressed receptionist he gave a nod, hand reaching into his trenchcoat pocket to pull out his badge and ID, flipping the little 'wallet' open. "Nice to meet you Michael. Detective Marshall, at your service." He held the 'wallet' open for a few more seconds in the event he wanted to inspect it before closing it and storing it away.

"Me and my partner are here to look into the string of thefts that have occurred here for the past week or so. If possible, I'd like to request the names and rooms of the affected guests, and any of the service staff that have been into those rooms. Cleaning ladies, janitors, any repairmen that may have been needed for any issues?" He rested his hands in the pockets of his trenchcoat, continuing. "I'm also wondering if you've seen or heard anything strange in regards to the thefts. A lot of faces come and go through a hotel lobby, hopefully you may know something. I'm under the impression you've all suffered a Super incident, judging by the repairs ongoing?"
Aelia Aeldyne Deathkitten

 

[Kyrenka]

~Kaden~
OA Fight​

Eyes widened as the man went from several feet away to right in front of Kaden's face. His stomach immediately sank as the reality of how absolutely fucked he was came in the form of a knee colliding with his abdomen. He didn't even make a noise as all of the air in his lungs was forced out as he was sent flying. His body landed and rolled a good distance away. Black dotted his vision as he struggled to breathe. Get up get up get up get up repeated in his head and became the only sound as his mind tried to process what the actual fuck just happened. After what felt like was too long, the brunet's lungs remembered how to draw in a breath.

He immediately regretted it.

Kaden wheezed as his ribs screamed in agony. He had broken his ribs once during a sparring match that got out of hand and the pain that was carving a fiery brand into his body was all too similar. It'll heal, now get up. When did Mashu get so...encouraging? When you decided to be a martyr, and a stupid one at that. Get. Up. You're not helping anyone by writhing on the ground like some sort of worm. It's pretty fucking embarrassing. He wanted to give a scathing reply but the pain was too distracted. Pain is just a message, and messages can be ignored. You ignore me all the time, don't you? Once again her words were strangely encouraging. She's right though. He just needed to ignore it. Easy. Sucking in a shallow breath, Kaden got back up on unsteady feet. Just let me help you. No thanks. Fire reignited before consuming his arms. Time to amp it up. It was dangerous using too much of the demon's power, but he didn't really have a choice. Just ignore the pain and ignore her. You can do it.

Not bothering with words this time, Kaden sent a torrent of flames in Finis's direction. He'd use as much power as it took to turn this monster to ash.

((Interacting with Deathkitten 's Finis | Nearby ManofManyRoles 's SoulFlare and Cam E. Leon 's Scile))

 

[Osuka]

Xasura Mi'Kael
Location: Alley

OA

Occard Alliance.

How long had he banished the thoughts from his mind that it had taken him off-guard to hear the acronym? Just how long did he refuse to think in-depth about the people who took more than just his family from so many people in this city? At the moment, Xasura's body had froze as he had retreated entirely within his mind, and it was as if time had stopped entirely around the child. Even with his body having seized, the phone within his phone began to creak. The digits that had been tapping at the retro keypad to formulate his text quivered, nails beginning to dig into the plastic. Still, it had been only a moment before he began to type once more, doing his best to push the wrongs done to so many out of his mind to focus simply on them.

"Hi," his text began (he is not speaking (this is literally just his text because I dunno how to do the phone graphic thing)) "So, my friends need some help, and they think it has to do with Occard Alliance, so I figured I would message you to see if you might have any idea how to keep a ghost tied to the mortal coil."

With his text sent, Xasura snapped his phone closed - albeit a bit too firm as he stopped to look at it in concern, and then let out a long, slow sigh.

"Okay, I've texted my friend," he finally piped up, looking over at Shade. "Should he get my message he'll reply soon and we'll go from there."


Anyone with half of a synapse in their brain structure could tell that something was wrong with Xasura. Many were likely to freeze up when they hear about the Occard Alliance, but not many would have hackles which stood on end, and not everyone had a twisted grimace on their visage that exposed canines and molars. Xasura, however, was a special case in which he didn't have a human face, which only lent to a somewhat feral leer that he directed at nothing in particular. Between his tail which refused to sway or even twitch behind him, regardless of Ms. Jenny, and the ears upon his head which laid down and back, the outfit almost complimented to a more daunted and...

No, between the jacket, jeans, boots, and scarf, he knew he suddenly looked more like a hoodlum than anything, and he knew it wasn't best to appear as such, but ask a drowning man to simply breathe as fish and you'll find him especially uncooperative.

"Let's just find my friend when he texts back and we can get this done..."

ManofManyRoles Deathkitten

 

[ManofManyRoles]

Morgan Adler

The young woman's gaze fell on the approaching don and bodyguard, jumping from the short-statured green fellow to lay on the bodyguard. Chupacabra, an American veteran turned criminal. There was an odd feeling of understanding for him, in the sense that many of her 'family' were of his breed. Soldiers, veterans, men and women of battle who couldn't watch the world continue its slow burn in madness. When they stopped short of her she gave a polite nod to him, her voice cutting the air, still perfect west coast. "We came for much the reason the rest came, Don Vincente. To pay our respects, and mourn life needlessly lost. We're not here to seek residence, not anytime soon at least." She moved her head, nodding gently in the direction of Dietrich. "My companion and I have a certain distaste for when lives are lost when they shouldn't have been, especially when it's from such a close-knit group. It is because of that, that we've brought a gift, of a sort. I hold the belief that answers should be given, and questions shouldn't be left unanswered. Hence our briefcases. Information and knowledge, hopefully, a means to put minds at ease."
Aelia Aeldyne Kyrenka

 

[ManofManyRoles]

SoulFlare

Soulflare took note of the speedster attempting to reprimand her, only for the thralls master to sling an insulting comment about her towards her. What they had to say didn't bother her, she only had one job right now. If the demon lord had signed up to be a hero, big whoopty doo, she just couldn't kill him until he acted out now. And...ah, so the multiple armed demon was an idiot. This became blatantly apparent when she tried to punch the venta black only to get sucked in. "If you want to work together, fine! If we subdue him, he talks. And then...I'm going to get a good look at his eyes."

It was like a bunch of children throwing balls of paper at the school bully. Absolutely no real effect, besides maybe a wince. And this dipshit kid was drawing attention to himself, did he want to die!? Well..if that was his plan, he got what he asked for. The poor punk received a knee to his ribs, sending him away and sprawling. With this guys strength, she'd be surprised if his bones weren't sawdust by now. The shurikens ceased their flight and quickly went backwards, connecting in her hand to form chainlinks again. Slashing her chain into the ground at her side, it left a deep gash, flames licking from where it struck. "If we're going to minimize losses, we have to cooperate. Demon, get your thrall to move the boy around! He can obviously still shoot, but he's useless if his ribs tear a hole in his lungs! You and your hero friend should continue to fire on him. And YOU!" She jutted a finger at Finis, as if pointing him out to condemn him. "I asked you to show me you were more than talk. All you've managed to do is make an idiot disappear and beat a child...you truly are a pathetic worm." She started to swing the chain at her side, the hooked end connecting to the chain itself to create a lasso that picked up speed, that she quickly sent soaring towards Finis. As if to add insult to injury, a chain erupted from her midriff, soaring towards Finis. As opposed to its counterpart, it was topped with a jagged point, more of a flying spear than a hook. "GET OVER HERE!"
Kyrenka Deathkitten Cam E. Leon

 

[Deathkitten]

Jenny and Angela​

Angela's crying subsided. She was well-versed at this point in how to shut up and suck it up, unfortunately. Jenny still had her arms around Xasura's shoulders and frowned a bit when the boy's ears flattened.

"It'll be alright, Xasura," she purred and pet his ears gently, "The OA will get what's coming to them. It'll be alright. They've hurt a lot of people, but that means that both here and before God, they have a lot to answer for." She motioned with her head in a direction, though nothing was there, "In fact, some spirits nearby say there's a fight going on right now with someone who has claimed to be a member of the awful group. A bunch of heroes is responding to it."

Angela grimaced at the thought, "I hope they can do something... they're bad news... It'll be hard not to get killed or something, won't it?" She looked up to her Poppa for a response, either reassurance or an answer to the problem, or perhaps even just a confirmation that the situation was a bad one. The OA had done this to her and momma. He must be so angry...

ManofManyRoles Osuka

 

[ManofManyRoles]

Alexander

Alexander had a long time to learn body language, how someone held themselves, and what they were thinking. And with Xasura's anatomy, it was a lot easier than it was with a human. The boy was obviously bothered, deeply in fact. "Deep breaths, Xasura. Jenny is right...the OA will get what they deserve." However at jenny's SECOND sentence, it was Alexanders turn to go haywire. The OA...were so close to them? Alexander was eerily still, almost like a statue, and about as silent. Slowly, very slowly, his body started to shake with rage, the cloud of shadow that made up his 'head' spiking out at odd angles, growing and shrinking in size like a fire trying to breathe. It took a few uncomfortable minutes before he even said anything, though his body still quaked with rage. "...It will be fine. We can't get involved though...not with you both here, and not when we have other things to do. We have to trust the other hero's to do their job." In all honestly, he'd love to go there himself and tear the OA member to shreds. They all had it coming, not just for his girls, but for their kills and that damned explosion so many years ago. His eyes landed on Xasura, studying him. "I know what you're thinking...don't. Because I will have to chase you down, and keep you in 'holding' until it's settled."
Deathkitten Osuka

 

[Kyrenka]

~Anne Beaufort~
Hospital​

Anne patted Aia as she cowered from the machine. "It's OK," she murmured to the alien. Maybe it was a good thing Louie decided that was the moment to go on an adventure with Aia. There was an immediate sensation of her heart leaping into her throat as the boy took Aia's hand to lead her away. The doctor almost refused, but a thought came to her. What will Aia do if I'm not there? Sure, the alien had technically been alone whenever she was hunting, but she was away from everyone too. If she wanted Aia to learn to be human, shouldn't she also give her some freedom? That's what growing up is all about right? Figuring life out on your own? Besides, she was pretty mature for a alien snake girl. Surely one trip to the cafeteria wouldn't be the end of the world? I gotta let her make her own decisions one day, just let her go. Was this what her parents felt like on her first day at nursery? Damn, this was tough. Watching Aia disappear with Louie actually twisted her heart. Come on, get it together! Lord, at least she now understood why her father always cried about how his 'baby' was growing up too fast.

Turning her attention back to Vera, Anne bit her lip. He got tested? Power tests nowadays were pretty refined compared to their early days; they were affordable, accessible, and accurate. But if they don't know what they're looking for, would they find it? Powers weren't her specialty, but she assumed that ones that brought things into existence and bent the laws of realty itself were pretty damn rare. Maybe even unheard of. Dangerous. A sudden sense of fear gripped her heart. What would happen if the wrong person found out about this kid? There were so many horrible people out there who would love to manipulate a gullible kid into doing all sorts of sick shit. I have to tell her. Quietly, Anne walked over to close the door to Vera's room. The doctor's face was neutral as she hesitated; trying to think of the best way to say what was on her mind. "Do his father's abilities have something to do with...making things?" It was vague, but hopefully Louie's mother would understand what she was trying to say. Powers were sometimes hereditary, and when they were they were either identical or had a similar theme to their relative's. There were always exceptions though.

((Interacting with Deathkitten 's Vera | Mentioned Daniel Reaving 's Aia))