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Karma had turned the dillapitated shack into a proper home. Now he had to get back out there and make some cash. With a name and location in his possesion, he started off to capture another dealer in this never endin cycle of evil.
 
Logan roared as the he healed from the first attacks and they were replaced by others. His arm could't be dismembered the adimantium on his skeleton prevented such a thing.
“Has anyone ever told you how annoying you are to fight” said Viserok. Throwing his blade again to wrap around Logan’s neck like a noose.
 
"Yep." Roxie said. As they got closer to the door they hear the sound of voices coming from inside.

"Yes it is." She said

"What's going on inside?" Wisp asked after hearing the voices

Rebecca hugged Maya with her own shadow "awww I knew you loved me"

(Is there any story arc or conflict going on? Cuz if not ive got an idea)
 
"What's going on inside?" Wisp asked after hearing the voices

Rebecca hugged Maya with her own shadow "awww I knew you loved me"

(Is there any story arc or conflict going on? Cuz if not ive got an idea)
(not currently everyone is just kinda recovering from the fight with apocalypse I have another story arc in the works part it's going to be a while)
 
(not currently everyone is just kinda recovering from the fight with apocalypse I have another story arc in the works part it's going to be a while)

(Well my idea would definitely change the thread to a point, as well as alter the landscape and the city)
 
Casper slowly stepped backwards. He was slightly relieved. The stranger was willing to pay- A criminal wouldn't do that.... Would they? "R-right.." said Casper, still quite traumatised, "J- just next time.. Be more careful.. Okay?" He quickly figured out the cost. "That'll be $350.."

"Oh...yeah...right..." Bee-man paused by the open door, pulling his wallet out and thumbing through some cash "I...uh..I'm a little broke, sorry, would 100 be alright?" he grimaced, remembering how much money he had been putting into his Wing project.
 
"Oh...yeah...right..." Bee-man paused by the open door, pulling his wallet out and thumbing through some cash "I...uh..I'm a little broke, sorry, would 100 be alright?" he grimaced, remembering how much money he had been putting into his Wing project.
“Fine..” said Casper, “Being a superhero I thought you would of had millions. But- Nevermind.” Casper looked warily into his eyes. “You.. You can go now. Just put the money on the table.” As Bee-Man left the money, Casper felt a wave of guilt wash over him. He suddenly felt the urge to give him his money back. “Actually.. You know what... Take the money back. Just- Be more aware next time... Okay?”
 
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Karma walked up to the front of the Scotch-city nightclub. His target was inside, and he knew this job wouldn't be easy. Walking around back, he found the back door of the place. the handle was seemingly purposely broken off. Karma put his bag down, and pulled out his old mask. He put it away, and grabbed his new mask. Putting it on, he grabbed the pistol and strapped it into the holster. Karma walked to the front, and opening the door, he walked inside.
 
"What's going on inside?" Wisp asked after hearing the voices

Rebecca hugged Maya with her own shadow "awww I knew you loved me"

(Is there any story arc or conflict going on? Cuz if not ive got an idea)
"We got to go in to find out." Roxie headed inside. Inside a large room there stood Doctor Wolf and his clones. They now ranged from teens to adults for the most part but there were a couple who looked Wisp's age. "I see your little army is progressing nicely." She smiled. The scientist nodded. "Thank you."

"Of course I do" Maya said
 
The inside of the Nightclub was dark, lit by a seductive pink glow. The bouncer noticed him immidiately, going for his gun. Karma pulled out his gun and shot the man in the gut. He walked foward, the other gaurds in the building were now aware, and they were preparing to fire. Karma took cover behind a wall as civilians fled from the room. karma popped his head up and took some shots, hitting at least one gaurd. Suddenly, a gaurd ran through the front door, Having appearently been nearby. Pulling up his shotgun, The man prepared to fire. Karma ran up to him before the man could react, and punched him full strength, sending him through a wall. One of the other gaurds behind him took advantage of the situation, and managed to hit Karma in the shoulder. Karma fell to the floor in pain, and promptly passed out.
 
Karma woke up in a dimly lit, damp room. Looking around, he determined that he was in one of the back rooms of the nightclub. His shoulder felt like it was on fire, and he found that he was pretty thirsty. Standing up, he walked over to the door, but found that it was locked. Karma reached into his coat, but was disappointed that his un had been taken. " I really, really hate getting shot" Karma said out loud. With no way out, Karma was essentially a prisoner in the small room.
 
“Fine..” said Casper, “Being a superhero I thought you would of had millions. But- Nevermind.” Casper looked warily into his eyes. “You.. You can go now. Just put the money on the table.” As Bee-Man left the money, Casper felt a wave of guilt wash over him. He suddenly felt the urge to give him his money back. “Actually.. You know what... Take the money back. Just- Be more aware next time... Okay?”

Bee-man fidgeted with the money, wanting to repay but also wanting to hold onto it at the same time. "Hey, some of us ain't billionaire playboys like Mr. Stark. Some of us work regular 9 to 5 to take care of the bills. It's tough to get out of the Mundane" He shrugged, then stepped out and closed the door behind him.
 
"We got to go in to find out." Roxie headed inside. Inside a large room there stood Doctor Wolf and his clones. They now ranged from teens to adults for the most part but there were a couple who looked Wisp's age. "I see your little army is progressing nicely." She smiled. The scientist nodded. "Thank you."

"Of course I do" Maya said

Wisp just stared at them all

Mayas shadow returned to normal as they continued walking
 
Karma woke up on the floor. His head hurt, and he suspected that his wound was infected. Standing up, he found the room to be exactly the same as when he fell asleep. He walked up to the door and banged on it. "Can I get some water at least?" No one answered. "Yeah screw you too." Karma was starting to lose hope. But then, an idea sparked in his head. In order to get enough strength to knock down the door, he would have to delve deep into his past. He sat down on the floor and calmed himself. A rainy night. A Small warehouse.
 
Logan didn't respond. He was in a feral rage slashing at the husks.
Viserok tightened the noose to the point where a normal man would be suffering from decapitation. Suddenly the odogaron saw its chance. It sprinted forwards and clamped its jaws over Logan's head. It then wrought its jaw upward. In a move that may allow it to relieve him of his cranium.
 
Karma concentrated on the memory hard, taking him to a dark place. He found himself spectating a fourteen year old version of himself. Young Karma opened the door to the warehouse, and entered to confront the murder of his younger brother. The man was standing there, as if expecting his next victim to walk in. Karma began shouting at the man, who proceeded to run at him in an attempt to catch him. The man grabbed hold of him, but young Karma head butted him. Karma attempted to flee again, but his foot was grabbed by the man. Karma kicked down, and to his surprise, the man yelped in pain. Karma kicked again, and again, and again, until he finally felt the man's grip let up. The man's face was covered in blood now, and the young Karma sat up. Sunddenly th flash back was over as Karma was filled with intense power. Leaping foward, he punched into the door with such force that it flew off its hinges. (Got a really really nasty cold, probably wont post for a good three days.)
 

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