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| 12 Jun 2013 07:08 PM |
| I sat down if there were seats. |
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| 12 Jun 2013 07:13 PM |
I climb out of the sewers. "Why would anyone want to live in the sewers?" I say. "Why did I even want to live down there?" I look around at the nearby pedestrians, giving me odd looks. "Judge, judge, judge!" I wander off into a back alley, out of view from the rest of the world.
"Okay, test, test, test." I murmur anxiously. I activate the generator, and see if it creates sentient life! "I worked my life on this, it ruined me... this thing better work!" |
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| 12 Jun 2013 07:16 PM |
You sit down, and another person you recognize enters. A retired hero who typically showed rookies the ropes.
-Grammar-
(( Is this your power or something? I'm confused. ))
-Smile, it scares people...- |
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| 12 Jun 2013 07:21 PM |
| I let him do what he does. |
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| 12 Jun 2013 07:21 PM |
(I made up a little backstory for him, he's an idea for a character I wanted to do for a superhero RP.
But, it's a bio, pretty much. So I will shorten it. He invented a device that would allow him to create clones on himself. Shadowy, wisp like clones. They wore clothes, except their body was like a glimmer. Like a reflection of someone through water. This is why they are so easy to kill.
He can command them to do things, and this is the first time he's trying it out in his portable version. |
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| 12 Jun 2013 07:33 PM |
(( Ah, okay. You can continue since I can't really respond to what you're doing. ))
He talks for a while about the role of heroes and the facility, and teaches all of you basic combat training. He also hands you a small phone that can be used to receive missions.
-Smile, it scares people...- |
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| 12 Jun 2013 07:35 PM |
Did the combat training differ from person to person?
I assumed I would take a different combat route compared to the elemental let's say. |
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| 12 Jun 2013 07:38 PM |
It was just basic hand to hand combat, they expect you to know how to use your powers.
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| 12 Jun 2013 07:40 PM |
I mean.. Nevermind.
Were we to leave now? |
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| 12 Jun 2013 07:41 PM |
"Come on...come on....I need a new pair of shoes!" I cackle. "To help me steal things!"
Poof! A clone, suddenly stands before me. I begin to chuckle. "Yes!" I extend my hand, the clones beginning to encircle me. "YES!" I laugh joyfully. "My luck is finally beginning to turn around!" My clones stand around me, emotionless. "Okay, can you hear me? Punch the man to your left if you can understand." 8 clones, 8 punches to the jaw. They waver a little bit, and almost dissipate. "You're weak... I can fix that. When I have the money."
I hit a few buttons on the generator, it's a small touch screen implemented into my arm. Fully, implemented. It is in there, muscle and all. The clones get sucked back into my generator, and I pull my sleeve over my screen.
Is there a gas station nearby? |
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| 12 Jun 2013 07:46 PM |
There's a small cafe.
-Gavin-
You were to head home until you got a call.
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| 12 Jun 2013 07:47 PM |
I flipped open the cell.
Get the mission info. |
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| 12 Jun 2013 07:47 PM |
Okay...that will do.
I peak my head in through the window. How many people are inside? |
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| 12 Jun 2013 07:49 PM |
(( Gavin this is the cafe by your apartment. ))
There were about fifteen people inside.
-Gavin-
There are no missions right now.
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| 12 Jun 2013 07:51 PM |
[I guessed. >:(]
I kept on my walk home. I really needed like a hero weapon, maybe if I had like extreme super strength I wouldn't need it, but a weapon is nice. Maybe one of those shoot out batons that come out when you click a button?
Or a gun.
A gun would probably work pretty good. |
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| 12 Jun 2013 07:54 PM |
Oh well. I still have plenty of clones. I shall spawn them, when the right time comes.
"Hello, café patrons! I am your humble guests. And as a guest, I require sustainment. This sustainment, is all of the money in the cash register, and the cash in all of your wallets." I say, self-confident. If worst comes to worst, I have a near infinite amount of clones at my disposal. Not at the same time of course...but I'm fairly certain, they will back down once they learn what my invention can do. |
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| 12 Jun 2013 07:56 PM |
-Gavin-
You make your way to your apartment. You hear an alarm going off at the nearby cafe.
-Grammar-
The shopkeeper laughs at you and presses a button; an alarm start to go off.
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| 12 Jun 2013 08:01 PM |
| I turn to the cafe, and jog over to see what is going on. I remained hidden, who knows there might be a couple thugs with guns in there. |
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| 12 Jun 2013 08:03 PM |
"Oh, really? Come on!" I shout, frustrated.
Grudgingly, I activate my device. Poof! 10 clones appear. "Beat that idiot up, 8 of you. The other 2, get the money from the wallets. I'll go get the cash." I turn to the people. "Don't underestimate them! They are stronger than you can imagine!" The clones have the co-ordination of the average human, but the durability of the snail.
I walk over to the cash register, gently nudge the cashier out the way, and starting taking money. |
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| 12 Jun 2013 08:05 PM |
It's a villain! I gotta take him out, first day on the job, take out some goof ball baddie, sounds about right.
I looked for a villain, and straightened my racing helmet. |
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| 12 Jun 2013 08:05 PM |
-Gavin-
You see one guy, and a bunch of shadow...things. You get a message on your device to stop the robbery.
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The now frightened cafe goers hand over the money, while watching terrified as your shadows beat up the shopkeeper.
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| 12 Jun 2013 08:08 PM |
You remember a baseball bat that you keep in your apartment, there is also a tattered umbrella in a nearby trash can.
-Smile, it scares people...- |
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| 12 Jun 2013 08:11 PM |
| I grabbed the umbrella and burst through the door. |
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| 12 Jun 2013 08:16 PM |
"Thank you for your co-operation! You can stop beating him up now, boys." I say to the clones.
"Has everyone given me their money? Just making sure." I say to the crowd. |
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