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| Church on the Hilltop [Villain Summit]; [Closed] | |
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| Tweet Topic Started: Jun 27 2018, 08:40 PM (1,021 Views) | |
| OmehHD | Jun 27 2018, 08:40 PM Post #1 |
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Coolest Cheeto in the Bag
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Alberta , Canada 23:00 Hours Spoiler: click to toggle Even in the year 426 , the phrase "Money runes the world" age accordingly in the corrupt country which was North America , with bad habits from the American's branching off into even some of the smaller portions of Canada's habitable areas. Luna couldn't take the chance of a money trail being followed back to her at the moment with her supply of funds being low as they were since the brewing of her legacy had started. She'd been dealing with the inner workings of trafficking stolen goods when she had stumbled upon a place in the country area deep in the forest , a beautiful location for a secluded base of operations. The location was a former private militia base from a few decades ago used founded by a former Villain group which disbanded after the death of their founding leader , with the base being the only known remaining remnant of their legacy. It was that very base Luna intended on undertaking as her territory far off from civilization except the few farming homes in the area which shouldn't have a problem except for the constantly flying hover-ship she intended on finding funding for. Transportation from their base would be quite difficult for them with the lack of roads in the area , leaving flying and walking their only options. Invitations to the location had been sent out earlier that week with a specific time of 23:30 at her exact location giving coordinates rather than dropping actual named locations. She'd wait within a rather old church which belonged to the locals she'd spoken with of her future plans in the future for the area gaining their support as she offered to help with the crops and putting more effort and bringing supplies for the drought season. By buying off their silence of her bases location she'd contribute to lessen the load of the towns-people most of them being elderly in age. From the town he gained an assistant for hire by the name of Mimi , who'd offer her help in any way as means to gain enough income to support her sick family suffering from disease. Medicine was sacred in the area with everything made home-made no the least , choosing tradition organics over man-made pills. The time was nearing as all forces should have been no more than 20 minutes out , and the party would soon begin. Luna was posted up in the pastors quarters reviewing a bunch of paper work she'd started on before her D.C trip which she had lacked on after the surgery of Shio. Two of her grunt's stood guard at the entrance to the pastors quarters while the rest ran look-out or posted up on patrols around the church. Her security was tight even if it was only ten men , those ten men were tough when it came time for it. OOC
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| Blasty McSplode | Jun 27 2018, 11:37 PM Post #2 |
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The Delinquent
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Jawselyn approached a rather quaint church on a hilltop, double checking her phone’s GPS to make sure she had entered in the correct coordinates. She wasn’t particularly knowledgeable when it came to technology outside of social media, so she was a bit unsure, though the place certainly looked secluded enough to be for a villain summit. It had caught Jawselyn by surprise when she got a personal invitation via email to join this meeting. The whole thing sounded ridiculous, and honestly she would normally have just ignored it. There were a few factors leading her to this point, however. Technically, Jawselyn was now homeless. She was forced to flee her apartment in Tokyo after the police increased the priority of investigating the “disappearances” caused by her. Her visit to Tatooin hadn’t gone much better either. While she had been able to get a meal and small salad to go, her prey had managed to fend her off until she was forced to flee. Those brats had even chipped off one of her teeth within the second monstrous mouth on her stomach. Now there was a comically small baby tooth grow in its place, sitting amongst all her other dangerously large and sharp chompers. Japan was still her home, so she had no intention of fleeing the country, but she now had to be smarter about the meal selections she made. No longer could Jawselyn lure in prey so easily when he face was beginning to spread in notoriety. She was becoming a known criminal, and just because of her unique diet! She found it absurd, quite honestly. Jawselyn never understood vegans and THEIR diet, but you never saw HER trying to shove her agenda down their throat. Actually...she’d much rather just shove them down her throat. Damn it, now she was getting hungry. Once at the entrance, she was greeted by two goons, one of which asking to check her for concealed weapons and to hand over any she may have. “Oh please, go right ahead.” Jawselyn encouraged the man with a wink, her enticing aroma already inviting the goon closer. As he began to check her, the her gargantuan second mouth slowly opened. Normally, this is the part where Jawselyn would graciously accept this meal...but she had enough willpower to resist. For now. She knew eating the help would likely get her thrown out before even setting foot inside. Instead, Jawselyn’s large tongue licked up the front side of the man, covering him and his clothes in pink, sticky, sweet smelling saliva. Jawselyn stepped around him and the other grunt, walking further inside and then stopping a moment to look over her shoulder. “Don’t go anywhere, I might come back for you~” Jawselyn winked at the man she had tasted, both of her mouths licking their lips at the same time before continuing inside and finding a seat. She sat down and rested her chin on her hands as she leaned over the table slightly, looking over at the hostess. “So...what’s cookin’ good lookin’?” Jawselyn smiled something that was between flirtatious and predatory. Summary
Edited by Blasty McSplode, Jun 27 2018, 11:41 PM.
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| LetsGetSpooky | Jun 27 2018, 11:58 PM Post #3 |
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Today was going to be rather exciting. Just last week she had tracked down a criminal known as The Wildabeast that stole some of her money when he cheated in blackjack. She had found him in an old hideout of his meeting with a woman that could only be described as a ninja. It was the perfect distract as she snuck up behind him and fired a Neon Beam through the back of his head. She honestly thought she'd have to fight the woman until she simply handed the envelope she had just been offering Wildabeast to her and began to explain what the contents contained. Naturally she accepted because she was definitely interested in meeting other people who shared her interest in not giving a fuck. Besides, she was taught that making allies outside the compound was crucial. So hear she was, falling through the sky towards an area about four hundred yards away the coordinates. She had made friends with drug runners in North Dakota who agreed to sneak her across the border into Canada. The only condition was that they couldn't land anywhere but their destination so she was given a parachute and a good luck. She had never sky dived before, it was pretty awesome. She was gonna have to figure out a way to get back, but that was a problem for later. Once the altitude alarm on the parachute went off she pulled the chute and began gliding to the ground. She was going over the landing instructions in her head so she wouldn't break her legs on impact. She had to admit though, this whole countryside was really beautiful, it reminded her of home. Villains really did have good taste. The landing went alright. She didn't hurt herself but she also got tripped up and fell on her ass. Once free of the chute she began walking towards west towards the location of the gatherings. She really was enjoying all the sights and was glad she had enough time to casually walk there instead of rushing. It took her roughly and hour to reach a quaint little church and honestly the irony was rather wonderful. A meeting of villains in a lovely countryside church. She circled around to the front and approached the doors where she was immediately approached by several armed goons. "Awwww I want goons too! They're so cute, they're almost like real criminals" she internally coo'd. She raised her hands up and gave them all a saccharine grin. "Hey there soldier, you know you have to buy a girl a drink before you get handsy. Not all girls are your mom" Nicole snarked at the one who was roughly searching her. The goon started chuckling as the one she talked to snarled. Once they were convinced she wasn't armed they waved her through. Making friends already. She was wondering what that pink shit on his clothes was, but decided she didn't want to know. No kinkshame here. Entering the church proper, she saw a girl sitting in the pews already. Nicole watch closer and saw a giant secondary mouth on her stomach. "Holy shit no wonder she is a criminal, her toothpaste expenses must be ridiculous" Nicole sat down in the fourth seat on the right side. "Hey there, my names Stabbetha Shankens. Since that's a mouthful, you can call me Stabbetha" she said with a wink. Summary
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| Arzack | Jun 28 2018, 06:05 AM Post #4 |
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Alden silently contemplated the passing countryside while he drove the car he´d hired through Canadian territory. He had been the better part of the day wondering if making the travel to the other country was a good, or maybe even sane, idea, after all it was highly possible that it was all a fluke. He really could not picture a group of villains with little in common and no previous chemistry in a meeting that did not end in half of them dead before the first hours. Besides the Canadian border was not one he had been too keen on returning to for a while, specially after the little incident at that store near the frontier. Either way it was too late to turn back now, he had taken the trouble to get there, and figure out a town nearby enough to the indicated location that he would be able to get there walking after a couple of hours since no roads led to it. "Well I guess this is far enough..." Alden said to himself as the car entered a rather colorful town, he did not know much about Canada outside the cities but the place seemed nice and peaceful enough. The young man drove to a parking lot near the park of the town and got out of the car, taking off his cloak and putting it over his shoulder before starting to walk towards the coordinates that he had been sent. You know Alden my man, there is a very good chance were not coming back alive...or maybe even coming back at all...well at least on the plus side I dont have to pay for the car. He thought with amusement, if anything he knew that nobody would miss his disappearance and really prefered it that way. After a few hours of walking, which he really had underestimated he got sight of the church that was to be the rendezvous place. Taking a few moments to catch his breath he started looking all around the building to find signs of life, as far as he could tell there were a few guards doing rounds in the perimeter, many of which were eyeing him cautiously. So at least this was not going to be a waste of time, if there was a security detail it meant that there was something worth guarding in this spot, in this case the meeting hopefully. Putting on his coat and adjusting his sunglasses back in his face he paced calmly towards the entrance, greeting the two guards with a wave, trying to ignore the stain one of them had in his clothes from which a strange odor could be perceived. "Don´t suppose this is the Knitting Club meeting...am I lost? Joke, by the way." He commented with a slight smile as he raised both hands to allow them to search him for weapons, once they were convinced that he did not carry any they allowed him to enter. Taking off his gloves on the way in his gaze passed over the interior of the building, trying to find one of two things: Anything that might be a potential threat or something valuable that he might sneak away with as he left. He was midly surprised by the fact that only three women were in the room at the moment, he had been expecting regular burly men, or maybe even a typical mastermind villain with an eyepatch and a cat. It did not really matter to him, if he could profit from this meeting that was all that mattered to him. "Greetings, name is Alden Bancroft, good to make your acquaintance." The New York thief said politely adressing the ones present as he walked over to the wall right of the entrance where he stood facing all the others with his arms crossed. His eyes shifted from one of the other villains to the other, keeping his guard up in expectation for he had no idea what kind of people they were. |
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| Rocdan | Jun 28 2018, 08:51 AM Post #5 |
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Ehren had been deeply surprised at the arrival of the invitation, he had been in America for only a few weeks and was already drawing notice. He had come to the conclusion that the just and divine exploitations of Die Adlerkrone must have OBVIOUSLY been far greater than he had imagined, Ehren's powerful ego once again dictating his actions. He was disturbed by the idea, however, that he was being invited by a villain - he had guessed that the moment he entered America, the nation covered with such corruption and decadence, that the forces of evil he so despised would reach its slimy hands toward him, but they had acted with insane speed. At first, he was disgusted at the very concept of this summit; throwing himself blindly into some villain's hands didn't seem like the smartest idea, but the more he pondered on it - the more he realized he could gain. Ehren had one mission in America: to destabilize the wretched nation and free the world from its puppeteer strings, so whilst he didn't consider himself a villain, they had potential to be valuable allies. He had decided that by attending the summit and encouraging or supporting some ideas of rampant chaos he could cause some serious damage across the country. Firstly Ehren had done some research on the area, whoever was hosting the event was obviously not dumb, it was secluded, easily protected, across the border and in the perfect location to ensure their discussions went undisturbed. The history interested him further, the area had previously been the headquarters of dangerous criminals of some note - if this was an attempt by some surviving member of that group to reform a villainous pact, he didn't like the idea of waltzing up only to refuse, but with Gelder also receiving an invite he was certain only good things could ultimately come from this. He had departed the day of the invite, packing food, water and camping equipment; aiming to arrive at least 2 days before the actual event was to occur. Traveling by plane to the border and then 'borrowing' a vehicle from some inattentive motorists he had driven the rest of the route into the massive expanses of Canada. The area surrounding the meeting place was sparse and almost entirely lacking intelligent life - save for a few scattered farming houses, and Ehren wasn't sure if he could even consider their occupants to be 'intelligent' life. He had made his way down the small, dusty main road that served as the only way to and from the meeting area. Eventually spotting a small church on the horizon, he had found a tiny hill that would provide a good camping spot and viewing point onto the road before settling down to watch. Ehren was an extremely cautious person, and he had decided that instead of rushing into the summit headfirst he would inconspicuously camp by his car and observe everyone passing by. This entire thing still seemed too good to be true, and if it turned out to be an elaborate government sting or anything malicious in nature he would be better prepared to face it armed with some simple reconnaissance. Of course, this was painful for Erhen, his German blood urged him to arrive punctually and EXACTLY on time - but he would control himself and act with what he considered to be intelligence. The nights of camping weren't too bad, although the temperature plummeted he simply encased himself in iron and allowed his metal skin to take the wrath of the cold. After a couple of days, on the morning of the meeting, Ehren was confident that nothing too sinister was afoot, he had noted several cars passing through and admittedly some unusual air activity, it was an odd place to go skydiving, but, then again - Ehren noted that villains tended to be very dramatic. He decided that he would go in separate from Gelder, it was best not to reveal their co-operation before needing too, being in a small team would be a useful surprise should combat erupt. Ehren's first thought as he neared the church was about how pathetic it looked. The building was NOTHING compared to the grand cathedrals and towering castles he was used to in Germany, in his convoluted mind, here again, was proof of his people's superiority. He did appreciate the irony of it all though, villains meeting to no doubt plan something horrible in the house of God made him chuckle. He dumped the car some distance from the church and elected to walk closer. Ehren threw on an air of friendliness as he approached and spotted several patrolling guards - he sang his favorite song quietly to himself, being Ehren that was, of course, the SS marching rhythm Erika. "Auf der Heide blüht ein kleines Blümelein und das heißt: Erika!" In trying to look casual he was probably only making himself stranger by the moment, after all he was cloaked in his Stoßtruppen jacket and adorned with several stripes - proudly displaying the colors of Germany. As he sung he carefully examined one of the guards out of the corner of his eye, he didn't want to appear suspicious but was eager to admire their equipment, if they were armed in a certain way he could probably identify government provision. His mind was put slightly to ease upon seeing a lack of any obvious clues. The door guards were odd though - one of them was practically dripping with... with, well Ehren had no idea, but he elected not to touch anything. He raised his arms so that they could search him and spoke up as they approached "Guten Morgen mein Freude! It iz a beautiful day ay? Perfeckt for some villainous activity, Im sure zu are enthralled to be guarding such a prestigious event!" Ehren's accent and gravelly voice came pouring out, the guards eyed him as he smiled. Ehren had given many speeches to massive crowds of Germans in Bremen, he had whipped people into patriotic and passionate fervor - but in English, he usually just ended up sounding arrogant, his attempts to use long words that emulated the conjoined phrases of his tongue fell flat and flopped like dying fish on the ground. Once the guards were content Ehren strolled through the doors of the Church, and into the meeting. 4 others had arrived before him, Ehren's analytical eyes darted across each one - scanning them for anything that caught his eye. He instantly drew back slightly, gasping with surprise as his eyes lingered on a rather cute, buxom girl before he noticed the massive second mouth on her stomach. He forced himself to look away from the horrifying sight to survey the others; one girl was in... armor? The other was covered with the tracks of what looked like chains and had shocking violet hair and finally the man looked the least insane, he wasn't sporting any horrible body mutations and looked rather professional in his suit. It was strange company, but Ehren was certainly keen to get to know these unique individuals, he performed a deep German bow and spoke up. "I am Ehren Ruhm - leader of Die Adlerkrone, it is certainly nice to meet a group of people that understand zis vulrd. I was getting so tired of the foolish, blind law-abiding citizens out there. Our talks here vill be excellent I hope! Certainly, we can pursue some great tasks to further all our legacies. I must thank ze host for this organization, gathering ze best of us here is a stroke of genius." Ehren wasn't sure if he was overdoing the flattery but, regardless, he marched toward the table and sat down. The sound of his steel-toed boots echoing around the Church. His judgemental eyes continuing to swivel and search, he wasn't aware if these criminal creatures would be 'worth his time' yet, but he was certain they wouldn't be almost as intelligent, he was German after all. His hubris told him they would be easily manipulated. However, if these people could help him, they could help his Kaiser - and that was worth the risk of coming, because after all, "the enemy of my enemy is my friend". Ehren's mind was already racing and plotting, he was genuinely excited. Summary
Edited by Rocdan, Jun 28 2018, 10:46 AM.
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| Thaos | Jun 28 2018, 08:11 PM Post #6 |
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Token Black Homo
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An invitation at random while checking the dark web for new gigs. He was having some positive head way in terms of making jobs and making a reputation for himself. Thaos was not only concerned by the invitation but also curious however sent it got his information. Well on the plus side it made him easier to hire now if that was the case. Though from the looks of it, it was something he had been looking for and interested in for a while now so the invitation couldn't have come at a better time. Especially considering that one of the last big jobs he had attempted to do got called off, cut short he was robbed of making a true name and any head way he had wanted to make and do. Maybe this new opportunity would prove to be fruitful for him, thus he decided to go. He had slowly made his way across the U.S. lucky for him he happened to be in Ohio at the time after undertaking a quick clean up job. He took the road with his motorcycle and upon crossing the border to Canada, under false documentation he had obtained he made his way to what seemed like a country side surrounded by forest. This however was not before he decided to find a small motel a bit outside the town to leave his belongings and have a place within distance to stay. Nothing but farm houses grazed past his shaded eyes from his motorcycle helmet. He wore no jacket and was in his general clothing of his white sleeveless muscle shirt, with its brown detachable short sleeves, along with brown cargo pants and thirty eye boots. A backpack across his back, packed with general run of the general extra pair of all black clothes and mask, false identification, a filled flask, a laptop and a switch blade. He traveled light to the summit, he wasn't sure if they'd have to take some sort of job right away or if they were just there to there to pitched opportunities but he had decided to go. He made his way toward the church, only to see that others had already begun arriving the to meeting place. From what he could find of the coordinates using an old paper map he didn't know what exactly what he would be arriving too, but he found it ironic that it was some place like a church. He didn't bother looking up the area via satellite images as to remain off grid from potential prying eyes. He parked his motorcycle about a half a mile away, hidden within trees and bushes, leaving his motorcycle helmet, behind as well, eventually choosing to walk the rest of the way as he scouted who else would be arriving from a safe distance. Noticing someone in a car and another sky diving before he decided to make the way to the church officially himself. As he walked to the church he could see people going inside, even seeing one made get covered in what was pink goo or saliva from a large mouth and tongue. Weird, but quirks weren't always as inconspicuous as his was. He didn't have quirks that took form and changed the appearance of his body. Though he did think they were neat. As most begin to walk inside Thaos had arrived a bit after a man who had a thick German accent walked inside. Thaos would walk up the door, eyeing all the goons, mentally taking count of how many he could spot and where they were all positioned at. Contingency plans in case it was some type of set up. Though some of them looked a little familiar, he felt like he had saw them before in passing some time ago but he shrugged that notion to the side. His bag was checked and his laptop curiously inspected. "Watch out for the browser history. I'm into some kinky shit." He said with a slight smile, as he whispered to the rather muscular goon going through his laptop. His switch blade and laptop were confiscated and he was told he'd get them back later. With a nod he walked inside, he could understand why precautions were taken; after all they were supposedly all villains. Thaos made his way down the aisle of the church, the colorful glass portraits that occupied the church in loo of windows made random colors of red, blue, and green bounce across his fair skin. As he made his way to the others, naturally silent. He didn't speak and simply observed as most were giving their introductions. He looked every one once over and decided to stand off to the side, the opposite of the German with his arms crossed who seemed to have a lot to say. He talked a lot, Thaos wasn't that fond of talkative people. He was there to observe and be presented either a job or opportunities, not to make friends. Summary
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| FritzingHell | Jun 28 2018, 09:06 PM Post #7 |
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Lee really had nothing else to do after the surgery back in America. There weren't as many biters for impromptu surgery, mainly cause people who got treated apparently spoke horrible about how Lee was such a quack and did things in such a weird manner. Bah, ungrateful children. At least he had some new ventures that actually aligned with his own goals of just living his own life for once, thanks to the violet haired lass who seemed to want to save the rather soapy patient. Lee had approached the young lass after the surgery, as he had overheard her speak of something about this Summit that was spoken about. Seeing as how he was already seeped into the world of illegal actions, Lee was introduced to the idea of meeting other likeminded illegals. This... This was actually interesting to learn about, as it meant things could actually get fun. Lee was probably one of the first people to arrive at the Summit, besides Luna, as he accompanied the young woman to this remote location. In his hand was one of his many flasks of alcohol, though which kind he didn't really know at the moment. He wants to say Scotch, but at the moment it was getting too late to really tell. A wry smile on his face as he let himself sit in one of the church pews, in perfect view of the entrance of the building. He had a front row seat to watching each and every person come inside, immediately getting inspected by the guards. And by god were they all interesting folk. Two lasses who share pink in their hair, one of which had a giant maw in the middle of her abdomen; a guy who looked familiar but definitely wasn't who he originally thought it was, a very ecstatic german, and then a lad with a snarky mouth. He kept to himself as he wore extra clothing, moreso than usual as he wore a white cloak over a dark jacket, which was over a white buttonup shirt underneath. He made sure to keep his glasses and dark trousers clean by sitting in a rather clean part of the pew, while pulling himself up out of his own pew. Making his way across the room and sitting in a pew closer to the group, he could gave a very light smile while bowing, with hand rested over his chest while speaking frankly, "Just call me Lee. Hope this is as fun as I hope, heheheh." Chuckling to himself, he made sure to keep at least one sleeve unbuttoned just in case someone was going to make this too fun. Summary
Edited by FritzingHell, Jun 28 2018, 09:07 PM.
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| BungeGum | Jun 28 2018, 11:54 PM Post #8 |
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Thud! Thud! Thud! Victor zoomed across the open field leaving a trail of lightning behind him as he neared his destination. He was late again, as always. But he had faith that he would still make it for this meeting. He never usually went to these types of things but he a good friend of his told him that if he wanted bigger opportunities, he would have to meet like minded people he could work with. It took some motivation but after receiving the invitation he decided that it couldn't be that bad. Plus, maybe he could visit his family in Brooklyn since he hadn't seen them in a long time. He never made contact with them since he moved to Japan on his own and maybe it was for the best. His family would probably see him as an even worse person than he was when he left them. Victor hoped to gain knowledge on new opportunities with the summit. Maybe he would make a new friend? Unlikely. Maybe he would meet people who could tolerate him. He hoped so. Getting into Canada wasn't too difficult for him. He sold a bunch of stolen jewelry for cash and paid a truck driver to smuggle him across the border. Although the truck could only go so far. Vic would have to run the rest of the way to make it too the meeting spot after the truck dropped him off not too far from there. Looking at his watch, Vic regret stopping by a store to buy a lot of snacks. He would have been there by now if he hadn't, but he would also be super hungry tired without food to eat. 11:26 "Of course I'm gonna be late. It's in the middle of nowhere!" he said to himself before skidding to a stop. He tried to catch his breath as he looked at the coordinates and orient himself. The darkness outside didn't help much either. Vic was wearing his newly acquired villain suit which he thought was appropriate for the occasion. But he feared how lame he would look if he was the only one not in casual clothing. His heads-up-display suddenly highlighted and object in the distance in orange. It was a church, more specifically it was the meeting spot on top of a hill. "Finally" he thought as he zipped into the direction of the church. He would take note to search up these locations before committing to a meeting like this. But he was excited that he was close. Within a few minutes he skid to a stop a bit to close to the grunts standing outside of the door. The thought of startling them made him chuckle as he looked at his clock. He was on time. "Yeah!" he yelled out loud to the grunts. "I beat my best top speed! Just over 60mph!" he said looking at his visors HUD. In the top corner it displayed his highest speed and for the first time he had made it over 60 mph with the use of his quirk. It also showed that he had no more speed chemical left with a red exclamation mark so there was no more running for now. The guards proceeded to search him but Vic wasn't too fond of that. "Hey. Hey. Hey, I ain't got no weapons ya knuckle-heads. The only thing I need are these bad boys.." he said kissing his biceps except they weren't that large but rather he was lean and always running which added to his lean-muscular build. "Pow! Boom! And it's night night for the idiot that wants some of this!" he continued double punching the air. It was at that moment that he realized that he was basically talking to himself and would be late if he didn't get inside quickly so he let the grunts continue their search before he headed inside. Vic burst through the doors heading to the group of people and proceeded to yell "Ladies and gents! I have now arrived so the party can start!". He may have said that a bit too loud addressing everyone. Summary
Edited by BungeGum, Jun 28 2018, 11:55 PM.
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| Kibary | Jun 29 2018, 12:37 AM Post #9 |
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At the hospital He laid in bed while the Doctor told him to remain in the room till the damage healed, always hated visiting these kinds of places. It was like a jail cell, but you don't have to worry about a warden or fellow prisoner coming in to beat somebody down. Instead, the doctors let downn their patients with bad news. The doctor's put him on some drugs to help him with the pain, arm shattered, his ankle twisted and it only needed rest. Estimated a month of recovery, possibly more if all doesn't go well. Sighing to himself, Kibary looked down his leg and cursed himself for being stupid. "What the hell was I thinking?" He thought to himself, a bus going through the streets of Washington DC was just chaos. Especially, because of Kull's men killing the driver or so he thought. Kibary looked over to Daris, whom was luckily enough set up in the same room as him. Relieved, this kind of business was dangerous. "I won't be walking for awhile, limping..Like an old man. This'll be /fun/" Sarcastically he spoke, regretting his decisions. Kibary slowly pushed himself to the side so he could sit on the bed of the table. ![]() He glanced around the room and saw the cane he brought in. "We should be getting out, Doc's said we ought to stay here...Buut I'm not feeling it." The free spirited boy never liked staying in one place for too long, especially if there was cameras. Kibary stared down one of the cameras while his blonde messy hair hung down on his shoulders, someone was looking through it if not now then soon. "We should go see that girl, she's probably wondering where we off to..So." Grunting wehile he pushing his arm down on the bed to hoist himself up, hopping towards the cane. "Let's get rolling, we'll catch the nearest train eh?" Glancing towards the boy, eyeing his broken arm with a hidden sadness. "I'm..Sorry for what happened to your arm, Silv. Getting onto a bus in a war zone, let's remind each other that is a terrible idea." Reaching for the cane as he hopped over, using it as a support for him to get moving. "I'm an idiot, remember that eh?" He smirked faintly, believing it himself. Now Kibary was making for the doorway out of the hospital and to the nearest exit. Avoiding any and all staff, smiling at them if they were to notice them. Pretending like nothing was the matter. Staying around to watch TV and get better was just lame, their channels were limited to the news. Kib would have to watch it another time, catching up on current events would have been wise. After visiting the hospital in Washington DC, Kibary hopped his way across town, hopefully Daris was with him when this happened. Avoiding as many people as was possible, their destination was the train for Alberta. Kibary hopped on the back cart before the train was heading for the Canadian province. Once they reached their destination, he recieved the location via an email on his phone. Quickly deleting the message, tossing the phone under the tracks to get crushed! Once the train stopped, Kibary went for the Church. Now this made him think about Keru, the angelic girl he met at a plane hanger. Course, she was awfully loyal to the catholic church. It gave him some chills, though. A place where crooks were meeting up? If only the Devil showed, it would be like a movie. Kibary eyed the two men that were posted as guards and checking people's gear. He waved over to the one he recognized, "Hey! You're still alive aren't ya? All I've got is a cane, and what's on my back..Kiinda need this cane to get around." He chuckled with a feigning hearty aura about him, it was a front to steer away his own fear. "I brought snacks." Declaring this, he let the guards open the box just to be sure. "Take one! I uh..brought enough for everyone." Grinning with an honest cheer, tim bits always cheered him up. Why wouldn't it cheer up others? When the guards had their treat, he took the box inside and looked around all the others. Kibary was wearing a cast on his left leg which was twisted after the bus incident in Washington DC. And another one on his entire right arm. Kibary wore a zig zag T shirt that had a few stains of red on it along with torn jeans. His hair was flowing whenever he hobbled around, noticing the only lass he recognizes. Gripping the box on his pinky while holding the cane in one hand, it looked awkward. "Helloo~" Chimed the boy, moving over to take a seat somewhere. "I uh..Brought snacks for everyone, if...You'd like some? Name's Kibary...Don't mind the casts, er cane..They'll be gone in a few days, hopefully." Shyly, he sunk down now that he thought this over. Kibary was weak one in the room right now, and with criminals that usually came with a dog eat dog mindset for most. "I..Brought chocolate glazed, strawberry filling, plain, birthday cake, aand..Uh..Glazed regular.." summary
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| Legendairy | Jun 29 2018, 05:26 AM Post #10 |
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Gelder was fucking annoyed, when they got the invitation he thought that it was an opportunity that they could not risk missing. but when Ehren suggested that they camp out 3 days before the event even started, the event suddenly became a lot more annoying. Getting there was easy. plane then steal a car. Done, Simple but Gelder was mistaken in thinking that Ehren had prepared even slightly for this camp out. Their camp was comprised of: One tent.... Thats it. and so because Gelder did not want to spoon with his friend he was forced to sleep outside, on the ground, and found it less comfortable than his usual bed. So when they finally arrived at the meeting he was sleep deprived and very hungry. He was trailing Ehren when they got to the church which was the apparent meet up place, his eyes were droopy and he was not in the mood for this but he wan't going to let the 3 days of torture ruin the entire reason they were here. Gelder was wearing his traditional uniform, the same as Ehren. There were a couple of mooks at the door checking people for weapons "Excuse me , Sir you'll have to hand over any weapons you have on you", Gelder sighed, "I don't have any veapons, IIIIIIIIIIIII'm a veapon", he said with a yawn stifling his attempted intimidation. Once inside, there was a medley of different faces, just what he expected, people who called themselves villains were obviously mentally challenged and so were expected to dress like fools." Guten tag" Gelder was tired and hadn't really scanned the room properly, he would leave that up to Ehren, which was an awful idea in hindsight but he was too tired to care. The only thing that snapped him out of his stupor was the prospect of food, "I brought snacks." he slowly rose, his mouth watering more and more with each flavor he announced, Gelder had a golden smile, but had an even sweeter tooth, and could not resist the sugary delights waiting for him Suddenly his charm was on and he greeted the sweet bearing junge, "Hallo, mein freude Ich sehe du hast viel Zucker" (Hello, my friend I see you have many Sugar) Gelder had forgotten he was speaking German due to his drowsiness and grabbed 3 snacks of various types and began chomping "Danke" he said with faux gusto as he returned to his seat Summary
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| Zerefclyde | Jun 29 2018, 06:46 PM Post #11 |
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Hibiki was indeed surprised to receive an invite to some event. He wasn’t one to pass up an invitation to anything as it was a chance to meet people and learn about the world. But, luckily he had the time to be able to visit the nation of Canada sine he was in America for a little while because of school. Getting here was rather easy as he was a fairly good looking kid so it was a matter of hitchhiking with older ladies taken by his looks. No that Hibiki knew, believing him just to have been really lucky to meet nice people. “Thanks!” He would wave to the lady truck driver as he ended up at the venue. It was a nice looking building that he was eager to enter. Before he could get going on his exploration, he was stopped at the door to get searched. It wasn’t much for him, as he had left his kitten in America with a cat daycare. “All I have is the skin on my body.” He grinned before being able to go into the building. He looked around and saw a fairly nice size of people here. Exclusive huh? It wasn’t at all a huge problem for him. He would look around for a place for drinks, settling on asking one of the other people here. He would walk over to a person who had entered the building not too long after him. They had practically announced their presence which was amusing in itself. Vic was oozing with confidence but it didn’t bother Hibiki himself. “Hey, you seem to know what’s going on. Where can I get some good drinks?” He’d smile, asking summary
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| Gibby | Jun 29 2018, 08:45 PM Post #12 |
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Daris sat on the end of the bed with his newly relocated arm in a sling and his other arm in a metal cast that he made with his quirk. “Yeah, we don't wana have to pay the hospital bills.” He agreed as he carefully stood up and followed behind Kibary out of the hospital. “It's fine Kibs, It wasn't your fault. I got on the bus willingly myself.” He said to the older boy. Jumping onto a train with Kibs the two of them made their way to Alberta Canada where they were to meet some woman that had also been on the bus with them. Apparently, they were having some sort of villain meetup or Summit and they had been invited. Following Kibs they arrived at a church where they were greeted by some guards who proceeded to search the two. “Left arms metal cause its acting like a cast.” The boy explained as they searched him and found nothing except his bronze forearm. Walking in Daris followed Kibs as he introduced himself and said he had snacks. Sitting down in a pew behind his Canadian friend he grabbed a Chocolate glazed doughnut and put his feet up on the pew in front as he munched along. “Hello everyone. For now, you can call me Silver!” he said introducing himself and remembering what that guy had said to him that one time. It was probably safer to not say his real name for the time being. Summary |
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| OmehHD | Jun 30 2018, 08:27 PM Post #13 |
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Continuing to become lost in the files she'd been looking over for the past hour , the time had approached for her to leave the pastors quarters upon the arrival of her new assistant. There'd be a few slight knocks from her soft hands as a green-haired female would peek into the room , it was Mimi. She'd been the ambassador for the village that Luna had just hired as a non-combatant with full guarantee of her safety with the additional benefits of health-care for the village another reason for bringing along Dr. Lee. Whether or not he decided if he wanted to join her under Eclipse or as a side-contractor for her , his medical skills were something she'd willingly pay for. Spoiler: click to toggle "He-Hello Ms. Cantos , it's almost time to get started are you ready?" , she' ask only poking her neck and up through the door granting her privacy from the other guards. "Thanks luv , I'll be right there." , granting the girl a comforting smile for being productive as she should before shouting towards her guards. "Conrad escort Mimi to the sanctuary. Giovanni i'll signal for you to lock-down the property after all the guests have arrived" . Luna would exit the Pastor's quarters with brown folders full of documents tucked under her left arm upward insuring the files wouldn't fly out as she sucked on a black cherry lollipop. Even for an event like this Luna hadn't chosen to dress formally sporting her signature booty shorts and crop top look with a Violet & White varsity jacket. To bring the entire outfit out she maintained her natural purple hair in twin buns accompanied by a black shade of lipstick. Luna's Outfit The feelings that'd boiled inside Luna for many years had begun to emerge into something much more than a vague idea of vengeance , a new persona seemed to have been born. Change was upon the world all dependent on the course of the night as powers across the world gathered in these holy ruins to discuss the down-fall of America. A sacrifice necessary to happen to rebuild a better world on-top of their ashes. Tonight was the birth of Valkyrie , the warrior Queen of the coming apocalypse. As she entered the sanctuary where the Summit would be held , Luna would appear in the lower section gaining a look at all those who were to arrive while directing her security personnel around maintaining tightest. Mimi and Conrad would located talking on the podium about something that didn't concern her all to much noticing the first to arrive a woman with a rather grand appetite. Taking notice she'd gaze at her from head to toe licking her lips perversely staring at the cleavage visually undressing the woman. Shortly after a rather frizzy character of a woman arrive with colorful hair such as Luna's which was an eye-catcher. If she hadn't looked around more carefully she'd had forgotten about Dr.Lee who didn't carry much of a presence to her , as the next arrival arrived a man she heard by the name of Alden as she heard with her back turned heading to Lee. "We have some things to discuss later Doc. Your welcome to join us on the podium if you'd like" , passing by giving him a tap on his shoulder making her way to Conrad and Mimi. She'd discuss little things with her head of security such as who had most priority in being protected which was Dr.Lee , Mimi and Kibraries men if he arrived. The others were there own villains and if something were to happen they could handle it since they were bold enough to attend an all villain summit in the damn mountains. Moments prior to their huddle it seemed like all had arrived even Kibrary and his damn snacks. She was only pissed because she was actually hungry and knew that Kibs always had the sweets. She'd look back over here shoulder at Conrad who'd looked up to heed what she had to say. "Bring Kibs to the front. And Lock-Down the church. You and Giovanni can stay inside , everyone else on Guard duty outside." . With a nod he'd move quickly passing the word around as everyone took their seats or stood against the walls as Mimi would begin to commence the summit. "Uh..Good-Evening everyone. For the safety of everyone Valkyrie has asked for everyone to be addressed by their Alias for insurance purposes. She's asked that everyone who's come independently raise their left hands and those who have come as ambassadors for their organization raise their right hands please" Luna who had been standing behind Mimi a few feet back scanned the crowd overlooking breasts of all sizes whilst looking for the ambassadors of other organizations. OOC Important Summary |
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| Meat Vegetable | Jul 1 2018, 05:49 AM Post #14 |
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"Fricking Candy Cane Sucker," Yong cursed as he had to make his way back across the border, this time he couldn't use official crossings because of that stop at the gas station, so instead Yong had to do some back road trekking and boonie bashing, it was a good thing most Albertan had a mind for that since the area is a lot of backwoods. He came ripping down the road towards the nearest inhabited place that marked the meeting area in a black rezmobile, he had marked it down on a map but he had expected it to be in the U.S. since that was where most people would be, Yong never expected it to be in the his own area. But dog be damned that is where it ended up being, he should have just sat tight waiting for the announcement but instead he figured he would get as close as possible through assumptions, nope instead he went the his dumb butt instead went the entirely wrong fracking direction. So now he is here, exhausted, late, and probably in a world of hurt if he doesn't grovel, should he still go, or should he just leave, Frack it he's here might as well just fricking get this poop show on the road. He drove as close as he could to the place he marked on the map, just some old Catholic church surrounded by farm," frack me sideways are you serious, great more fricking walking", as Yong got out of the car slamming the door in total disappointment. He then began to walk through the fields but after 10 steps into the field Yong had to walk around the corner of a row, when he did someone grabbed him and dragged him into a faceful of dirt. That was when he felt the gun against the back of his head, Yong then spat out some dirt, " I have an invite, right side pocket.”" |
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| FritzingHell | Jul 1 2018, 11:16 PM Post #15 |
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While he sat among the group of people who just traveled inside and drank from his little flask of alcohol, Lee made a couple mental notes of those that really piqued his own interest. Hibiki, who had been in England with him before the DC Event, apparently found his way here and into the contacts of Luna, someone else who looked like as if they were injured, the dweeb wearing a rather slapped together 'villain suit,' and the two women who entered in before him. Those were the ones that he took mental note of for making a big impression on him, the others seemed like your usual jobbers that would appear in your typical Saturday Morning Cartoon. There was definitely no reason for the others to really make the simple impression on him due to their appearances and actions, and almost fancied the thought that even he could have handled them when he was back in his prime. Before the time in which his body started to degrade. Feeling a tugging on his shoulder, Lee craned his neck around to look at the young mistress who was in charge of this whole fiasco. "Evening... Valkyrie you wanted to be called?" His own voice playful and casual for whatever was going to be occurring here, though kept himself quiet for what she wanted to say. And apparently it was a personal invite to stand up as one of the aforementioned bosses of the group, while at the same time wanting to invite Lee for some more conversation later on. Pushing himself up to his feet, the rather lively gentleman would approach the podium area, standing next to the green haired village ambassador. Stroking his own beard as he waited for the events to begin, he kept his gaze locked onto Jawselyn and Stabbetha as they were the first two who caught his own attention. Paying attention to the words spoken by Mimi who wanted to play the confidentiality card with everyone, which worked rather fine by the old man. After all, he hasn't really shared his actual name with everyone else, though he uses Lee far more often. Adjusting his own cloak while leaning against the podium, there was an odd grin on his face while overlooking everyone. "Besides that Stomach-Mouth lass, everyone here seems like a fresh fish." Lee offhandedly remarked towards Luna, his own gut feelings backing up his own assertion. He held no proof, but living well over seventy years allowed a man to at least be a judge of character from how others presented themselves. His voice would be enough for everyone to hear, as the Doctor was curious as to everyone else's reactions. Summary
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