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Post by MugiwaraBlair on Mar 5, 2014 8:24:52 GMT
Katherine was on her way to her favorite coffee shop for lunch, going through back alleys to avoid New York's crowded streets. Damn NY, she still couldn't decide if coming there to be a "superhero" was a neat idea or a terrible cliche. A shifty dude tried to mug her, lost in thoughts she didn't really pay attention, reflexively threw him against a dumpster, not even super hard but he passed out anyway, he must've been drunk or something. Finally arriving at the coffee shop, she didn't have to wait long to order, the place being indie lines were very short if at all existent. Her order ready she walked to the back of the room to her usual little "booth", where she could be at ease and relax, take her time to eat. Now she didn't need to eat anymore but she continued to do so, partly out of habit and partly because eating was pleasant to her. About halfway through her meal she notice a guy, well a slightly older man, "reading" a newspaper who seemed to be staring towards her
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Post by Knukails on Mar 5, 2014 8:45:13 GMT
"Thank you for the meal amor". Marcus said as he left an Apt. A dominican woman stood at the door. "Anytime Loco"! She called out. Stepping onto the street he took a deep breath & started walking. 'Okay…' He started thinking. 'According to the Dominican chick, my target frequents a coffee shop a few blocks up'. 'She has raven black hair & gold eye's'. 'I am stupid lucky i met that chick last night, hell she works at the coffee shop'. He slyly, takes an NY times paper from a stand & reads it as he walks. 'Front page…mystery woman takes on bank robbers…I can't believe I'm missing L.A.'. He walks into the coffee shop, buys a small cup & waited for his target.
After an hour a woman matching the description walks into the shop. Marcus looked her over as she sat in a booth. 'Hm, taller than average, fit build, gold eyes, raven black hair…thats my target. He must have been rusty at running surveillance because he noticed that she was looking at him. 'Goddamn it, i might have been made…'. He folds the paper & gets up from his table, the targets eyes followed him as he began to walk for the door. 'Well…what do i have to lose'? He turns around & walks towards the targets booth. He tosses a couple pics of her that were taken by the banks cameras onto the table & sits down. "So did you watch Hancock before you did this or where you watching Man of Steel"?
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Post by MugiwaraBlair on Mar 5, 2014 9:15:29 GMT
She looked at the pictures the man had put on the table, pictures of her tossing gunmen around at the bank. Her guess that *they* would have disabled the security cameras was wrong it seemed. Just finishing the bite of donut she was chewing she shoved the rest in her mouth and glanced at the exit, which the man noticed:
"What do you think you're going to do lass ? These are proof that you're "unusual", let's say, I could tell on you if you flee. And don't think of destroying them either, I'm not stupid, I have copies elsewhere"
Katherine leaned back, making a face that denoted but disappointment and irritation. She swallowed the rest of her donut, took a sip of her chocolate flavored iced coffee and uttered her 1st words to him:
"So er..what do you want ? Are you like, CIA ? NSA ? Am I under arrest or something ?"
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Post by Knukails on Mar 5, 2014 9:30:29 GMT
Marcus laughed. "God, no". "Im…hmm..let's call it freelance". "You cannot have thought that using your powers in *mid-day* in New York city…to thwart a bank robbery that Brooklyn heard…was a good idea". He looked the target in the eyes. 'I really should have made copies of those photo's'. He thought. The target crossed her arms. "What was i supposed to do"? She said. "Let those people die"? Marcus sighed. "I don't know, but you really should have been more careful". He put the NY Times paper on the table. The target looked at the headline & made a facial face palm. Marcus reached into his wallet & but 50$ on the table. "I'd very much like to walk & talk". "Why would i talk with you"? The target asked. "Because your not the only one thats…different".
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Post by MugiwaraBlair on Mar 5, 2014 9:47:58 GMT
"I know, I followed the tracks of that urban legend "Shatter" and some obscure news channels have report of another vigilante type who calls himself "Watchdog", but I suppose..if someone like you looked for me, that means there's others, right ? Bad ones maybe ?"
She immediately had the divergent thought
"Oh shit ! Are you some sort of Nick Fury type ?"
"A what ?"
"Nah nevermind, just my geeky wishful thinking. So anyway, uh...that walk, where to ?"
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Post by Knukails on Mar 5, 2014 10:14:05 GMT
"Don't know, we'll just walk..& by the way, I'm more a Cap then Fury, i have both eyes". Marcus said. The target looked at excitedly. They walked out of the shop & started moving up the blocks. "So what do you know about Shatter"? The target asked. "Who"? "Watchdog"? "Im only aware of you, if there are others out there they're a lot better than you when it comes to staying low-key". They turned a corner. "Tch what do you know about being a hero Cap"? The target snarked. "Like Superman, Wolverine, Captain America"? Marcus asked. "Yeah"! The target said excitedly. "I mean…i have powers so why not be a Super-Hero"? "Speaking of which…i know you can fly, are unnaturally strong & fast…is that all you can do"? The target gave him a highly suspicious look & spoke with a suspicious tone. "Why would i tell you that"? Marcus stopped & sighed. "My name is Marcus Reyes…& i am a super soldier".
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Post by MugiwaraBlair on Mar 5, 2014 10:54:44 GMT
"For realz ?"
"Yes for real, what ? You can fly but I can't be a super-soldier ?"
"Point. Still that's really cool" She said with a poorly smile "So let's see, um, Shatter : I heard glass breaking and he's called shatter so I'd guess he can control glass or something, and I heard a gun shot but he's still around all dandy so either he can dodge bullets or he's bulletproof. Watchdog, well I didn't exactly...see him, nor heard..but the report clip I saw said he passed through a wall, like a ghost, and that he shot ice shards with his hands, and also he walked off getting shot"
"And you ?"
"Oh fine, ok. So ya, I can fly, really fast too, actually I can go very fast period. Strength and toughness wise, I dunno exactly how much, I uh, I haven't tested too much. But. I haven't gotten the slightest hint of a scratch since I got my powers and I haven't struggled to do anything. In fact I have to try really hard to not exert myself. And I can also increase or decrease the temperature around me, heat I can do from afar but I have to be close to do cold, no freeze rays. But like I said, I haven't really tested my limits"
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Post by Knukails on Mar 5, 2014 11:17:55 GMT
"Thats quite the stable of powers". Marcus said. The target stared at him a bit. "What"? "What are your super soldier powers"? She asked "Are you like Captain America, Master Chief…Ooo An A.R.E.S."? Marcus stared at her a bit in return. "Sensory wise like MC, Physical wise like Cap but the the augmentations get stronger as time goes". "I have no idea what an Ares is". "Is that it"? Marcus thought back the battle at Patricks. How he made a jet stop in the air when it was thrown then send it flying back into the big bastard. "Yeah, pretty much". "Thats cool"! The target said. "So this Shatter guy controls glass & Watchdog can walk through walls & shoot ice"? The target nodded. 'Interesting'. "Im trying to meet them". "Is that why you did you Hancock thing at the bank"? He asked. The Target walked silently.
"Well…i'll be here for awhile..why don't i help you find them"? "Hah, i've been looking for forever what makes you think you'll find them"? Marcus looked at the target. "I found you didn't i"?
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Post by MugiwaraBlair on Mar 5, 2014 11:56:07 GMT
"Well yeah, but you found me after I made headlines"
"....That's..true, but I can still help you. Besides I was sen, hired, to find you because you have powers, it's a safe bet that my..benefactor lets say, would want me to find others who have powers too. In fact they were following rumors about "super vigilantes" for a while, you're just the 1st confirmation they got"
"Eh, sure can't hurt my chances, thanks ^^"
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Post by GuardianAngel1911-Admin on Mar 5, 2014 14:00:24 GMT
As he sipped coffee in the on campus coffee shop Tim watched the news reports about the...supergirl they were calling her. Wasn't that name trademarkded, could they really just label her supergirl? Then again this was the annoying yet lazy mass media he was thinking about. The training sessions with Branson were going smooth enough, his skills were improving but the guy still had a ways to go on his control. Clearly he'd been suppressing his powers for a while. "Okay so we've got a Wonder Woman..or Mrs. Marvel would be more apt perhaps, an Iceman slash Shadowcat, and me..however I fit. All we need is a Stark Cap and Thor and we can start calling ourselves Avengers." he muttered under his breath. Well little miss indestructible made a big scene, I guess it's time to kick it up a notch.
He got up and walked off campus and just started wandering down the street, something seemed off about the environment though. He put his senses out and noticed there was some glass nearby that wasn't usually there, and moving towards him fast, military grade bulletproof glass specifically like the kind used in an Apache attack helicopter, but what would an Apache be doing in the middle of down town New York?
Tim's answer came in the form of a hellfire missile hitting the building at the end of the block, the bank. "Holy Shit!" He turned and saw the Apache, a blood red one with strange markings on the side that he didn't recognize two more followed it and one Chinook. 'What kind of bullshit is this...unless..Grizzly! Guess the big bad's in town. Well then, time to shatter these guys dreams of evil!' There wasn't time to call Felth and he wasn't sure if the rookie would be ready anyway. As people ran like cockroaches when the lights are turned on he dived into an empty ally behind the dumpster. With a quick thought his glass armor moved painlessly from withing his body and covered him. As soon as his mask was in place he jumped into the street and threw a large blade of glass at the nearest Apache's left weapons cutting them from the wing. The attack helicopters turned on him as the Chinook raced towards the smoking bank, the police were on the scene now, great, so much for hiding.
He didn't have time to think about his shattered myth status as he leapt out of the way of the 30mm chain guns the copters were packing and retaliated with more glass blades, shield ones like he used on the thug a few days back only this time with sharpened edges. This time instead of taking out the weapons he aimed for the props severing them from the main bodies, as they crashed to the ground Shatter turned towards the Chinook, which was unloading troops with armor and red masks with what looked like variable vision lenses. 'Damn, must be my birthday.' He quickly pinned the guys in the Apaches with their own wind shields, then ran towards the thugs. As he got closer he could make out their weapons, 50 cals, 30's FN 5.7s, a fucking gattling gun? Who the fuck were these guys? Several of them that were still outside holding off the police spotted him and opened fire, the 5.7's hit and fell to the ground uselessly as did the 30's the first couple of 50's caused minor cracking damage but he quickly strengthened the armor's durability and healed the damage as he dove between vehicles.
As he got closer he stopped the men providing cover fire by turning their mask lenses into glass powder and shoving it into their eyes, nonlethal but they wouldn't be seeing to shoot shit for a while. He leapt over the police car barricade to the awe of the officers and slammed is foot into the gut of the first one, followed by another kick to the guy behind him. One of the others managed to swing his rifle like a club but Shatter caught it and slammed the but into the mans head. A fourth managed to blindly fire a couple rounds before he felt Shatter's steel hard fist hit him in the throat, and the fifth one only had seconds longer to realize he was fucked before shatter slammed him into the side of the Chinook. Once that was done he ran into the bank to confront the others gathering shattered glass from the bank and nearby cars in a storm of swirling death around him. The guy with the gattling gun was waiting as he entered and opened fire, unfortunately for him between the swirling shards and the armor that gattling gun wasn't going to do anything to Shatter. With barely a gesture a small disc of glass flew out of the storm and sliced through the gun bisecting it and slicing the mans arm off. He fell to the ground clutching his arm as the others in the bank began opening fire four of them bolting for the massive hole of an entrance as the other five tried to keep him pinned with their weapons. He glanced around for any survivors that could get hurt when he did this and, to his distress saw no civillians still alive in the building, well then, no reason to hold back he sent a massive explosion of deadly glass shrapnel erupting through the building ripping the crooks to shreds except for one that he made sure to keep alive, he walked over to the man and ripped the mask off him slamming him to the wall.
"Okay pal, if you don't want to end up like your shredded cheese compatriots I suggest you tell me where Grizzly is." The man looked at Shatter for a second and then just spit in his face. Shatter got ready to punch the man when suddenly...his head exploded into gore as did several of the other still intact thugs suffering the same. Shatter looked at the Chinook in time to see the pilot nodding and pressing a button...he barely had time to think and reacted on pure instinct forming a bubble shield around the Chinook and one around each Apache just in time as they turned into fireballs of mangled steel. He strained to hold the blasts in but managed to avoid anymore damage to the area. He looked around for a moment at the blood covering the walls of the bank and it made his blood boil, all these innocent people dead so Grizzly could try and satisfy his greed, well he did that in the wrong city. Shatter wasn't going to stand by and let this go unpunished. The police ran up and he vaguely heard them tell him to put his hands where they could see them and asking who he was. He just shook his head and leapt into the air a disk of glass forming under him "The name's Shatter!" the glass disk under him raced out of the bank up over the roof where leapt off the disk which returned into his body and he began leaping roof to roof till, while glass boarding as he called it was faster he hadn't quite mastered it yet, once he was sure he wasn't followed in any way he leapt into an alley and pulled his armor back into his body.
'Okay so clearly this guy is more genre savvy than I anticipated, no surviving henchmen from the failed heist so can't interrogate anyone..nothing left of the helicopters so can't try and track him. He was going to be harder to track down than I had hoped. And now Shatter is plastered all over the news.' As he walked back onto the street he happened to be by one of those shops with all the tv's in the windows and saw the news reports, the entire fight was on camera, being replayed on every major network 'Well it's official, I'm a super hero.
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Post by Lady Ruliya on Mar 5, 2014 14:33:33 GMT
Boudicca stormed across the Evergreen Fields with a purpose. She wasn’t fond of being summoned, least of all by her younger sister, Cersei. She reached the White Tower with record time, from the Palace of Stars. She flung open the ancient and massive carved wooden doors and entered.
“This had better be worth it Cersei!” she called up to the top of the giant tower, her voice travelling like a hurricane down a canyon.
“Oh, I assure you,” her sister’s voice came back, flittering on the wind. She sounded gleeful, not always a good sign, “You’ll just love it!”
Not bothering with the long, winding staircase that wound its way around the edges of the tower, Boudicca simply leaped up to the top in a single bound, landing on the marble flooring, with a grace befitting a Goddess.
“Not wasting any time I see,” Cersei smiled, it was a warm, happy smile. She was up to something.
“What is it sister?” Boudicca said with her deep, booming voice that echoed around the top of the tower, “Why have you called me to your forsaken tower?”
“Why elder sister,” she said whimsically, but sounding just a little hurt, she bounced around Boudicca, “My tower isn’t forsaken at all, I serve the Divine Goddess, or mother, by watching the Mortal Plane!”
“Yes, yes,” Boudicca wafted away her words with a hand, “A place that has been without worth for many centuries.”
“Well...” Cersei said, with a wicked smile.
“Show me!” Boudicca commanded as she strode towards the balcony. The Doors of Eternity swung open as Cersei glided towards them and out onto the balcony, her sisters mere footsteps behind.
Cersei waved her hand in a simple movement and an image glimmered into view before them. The pair stood in silence as they watched the images. Three distinctive events unfolded. A man who could control glass, one who fell through a wall, and a girl who could fly. A military base, an extremely powerful individual, and another who could control certain elements. A bank, under attack it looked like, the girl from the first event was there, exhibiting a wide array of talents. When all three events had played out, the image vanished.
Boudicca turned to Cersei, “How long ago did these events happen?”
Cersei pondered the question momentarily, she had trouble sometimes with the lineal progression of time on the mortal plane and how it translated to events in Avalon, “I think a day or two in their time?”
Boudicca looked annoyed “Why didn’t you call me sooner?”
Cersei’s cheeks flushed and she quickly looked away, “There were other... events, that required my eternal gaze.”
Boudicca cocked an eyebrow, “Indeed?” she asked matter of factly.
“Those events are beside the point,” Cersei quickly evaded the question, “What matters is these individuals.”
“Yes,” Boudicca said, looking off the edge of the balcony to the clouds beyond, “How is it these unique individuals happened to come across each other?”
“Oh,” Cersei said embarrassed for a moment again, “You noticed that, huh?”
“I did.” She said, crossing her arms.
“Well, I...” She looked lost for words, “I had to make sure, so...”
“So?” Boudicca narrowed her eyes and stared at her, “So?”
“Oh, you know,” Cersie flittered around in the air a little, “A little push here, a little tug there, a twist and...”
“You orchestrated the events,” Boudicca said bluntly.
“No, no,” Cersei said hurridly, “Just a little push, so that those men would go to his diner, a little tug so that man would head to the military base, and a twist so they would attack that building, just when she needed them to.”
“When she needed them to?” Boudicca asked, not believing her.
“Okay, when I needed them to,” Cersei said a little huffy, “I needed to make sure that I sensed about the girls true gifts were real or not.”
“Well, you certainly found out.” Boudicca said.
“Seems the Prophecy was true after all,” Cersei said after a moments silence.
“When the terror awakens in the stars, the humans will be like gods,” Boudicca nodded, remembering the prophecy she spoke of.
A few moments passed as Boudicca let the words settle in, before turning quickly to Cersei, “You mean Morgana is returning?”
“Our youngest sister has been...” Cersei struggled for the right word, “Sleeping. For near three thousand years now.”
“Well, if dear little sister is returning,” Boudicca said thinking, “then the Mortal Plane might need a few more gods.”
“Hey, maybe it won’t be so bad,” Cersei said, her voice a little cheery, “Maybe she’ll just be able to send an avatar like she did a thousand years ago.”
“You think these might be the new Arthur and his Knights?” Boudicca said, and Cersei shrugged, “I’ll have to consult with Merlin, see what he knows.”
“Well, he is the keeper of Prophecy and all that,” Cersei said her mood clearly back up to normal levels.
They walked back inside the tower and just before Boudicca leapt to the bottom of the tower Cersei spoke up, “Oh, but you’d better be quick.”
Boudicca stopped mid lunge, “Why?”
An embarrassed look had reappeared on her face as she flittered about, “Well, I kinda pushed a little, more than I said.
“Meaning?” Boudicca looked annoyed.
“These new... knights, are kind of on a path, a collision course almost, they’ll soon be meeting each other, all of them, together...” she trailed off.
“I get it,” Boudicca sighed, “I’ll speak to Merlin, you keep an eye on the Mortal Plane!”
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Post by shadowknight on Mar 5, 2014 16:38:51 GMT
-------Watchdog.
"Shit, shit, shit, shit!!" A large chunk of Ice flew past his head. The.....golem...was rampaging, smashing through the glass walls that Shatter had constructed in the Warehouse. It was a training center, and at the moment it was being turned to ruin. "Think," Felth shouted at himself, he had been experimenting with his cryokenesis he had a theory that he could create an ice golem that would react to his state of mind. He thought he was in control....then it went crazy. *crash* another wall sent flying in shards 'Shatter's going to kill me.....ok, lets think this think...water, I need to sink it....but how would I get it outside?' The sound of groaning metal was his answer. Popping from cover he watched as his golem,all ten feet five hundred pounds of it, ripped a hole clean through the wall, it stood out in the open, It was still hiden behind the ware house and the water was right there. 'This is my chance, Felth took off , charging the golem, it turned and shot a man sized Ice spike. Dodging he twisted , catching it with his mind he spun back around and slammed it into the Golem it stumbled but didn't fall. Felth dove at its waste tackling it he phased into the ground. 'Not what I had in mind' He let go, the golen was stuck in the pavement,slamming its fists hard trying to free itself. Felth stood over it , he put one hand palm out "Now, lets see if I can contro--" a blast of TK cut him off , the force ripped the golem in half, sending everything from the waist up half a mile into the bay. A small trickle of blood ran down his lip from his nose, a shot of pain in his head caused forced him to sit down, he had to focus, metal and pavement started to warp. Large hunk of cement was ripped from the ground and floated seven feet off the ground before he forced the flair back down.
"what the hell happened!"
Shatter's voice broke his concentration causing the hunk of cement to crash to the ground.
"I can explain everything."
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Post by Knukails on Mar 5, 2014 19:56:16 GMT
Marcus & the Target were huddled up with some people watching the news on a Electronics shop TV. "Im guessing thats-". "Shatter"! The target yelled. She grabbed Marcus by the arm & almost dragged him out of the store. "We gotta find him"! "Follow me"! "Were are we going"? "Just follow me". The targets starts running very fast down the street. Marcus Sprinted hard. 'Goddamn this girl is fast'. He thought as dodged a cart. 'I can barely keep up'.
They ran from one end of the borough to the other before stopping at a building. "Where the hell are we"? Marcus said. "We're at my Base of Operations"! The target replied. "Your what"?
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Post by MugiwaraBlair on Mar 5, 2014 21:03:34 GMT
"Base of Operations, HQ, lair, Fortress of Solitude, y'know. Or home, if you want to be boring"
"So you only call it that to sound cool then ?"
"....Maybe ?"
*sigh* "What did you bring us here for ?"
"To get my gear, do you have your stuff ? Do you *have* stuff ? Oh btw, I'm Katherine, Katherine Wynter, aka..."
She stopped mid-sentence and started 'flashing' across her apartment, grabbing the different items that composed her 'hero-ing outfit' and putting them on, the whole process taking no more than a couple of seconds, some sheets of paper and other light objects flew around due to the air displacement. She paused in front of Marcus to finish her sentence:
"DarkStar" she uttered while pulling up the cloth wrap up to under her eyes
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Post by Knukails on Mar 5, 2014 22:51:01 GMT
Marcus looked Katherine over. 'Wow' He thought. 'She is waay faster than i thought &…darkly..cu-' He shakes his head "DarkStar huh"? "Yeah". She said as she finished tying the cloth. "So where's your gear"? "Do you have Super Soldier armor"? "Whats your her name"? Marcus paused for a second. "I have a pair of 1911's, there is no suck thing as a super soldier armor i used the same body armor as any other soldier (which i don't have with me) & i don't have a hero name". Katherine had a disappointed look in her eyes. Marcus grabbed a bandana & tied it around his face. "C'mon, lets go find Shatter".
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