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Post by SuperKamiGuy1 on Jan 12, 2021 20:04:14 GMT
"Never a dull moment, eh Seth? Word through the grapevine is we've got some more targets lined up. Nice work, sis." She looked up at the ceiling and she was greeted by the sight of a six armed green skinned muscular alien-human hybrid looking down on him from where she was sticking with all six hands. She rotated her head around to look at her and grinned. Sheila Munoz. The Silkling-Alien-Human Hybrid Super Soldier. Sheila lowered let go with the exception of her last hand and rotated the rest of her body around to look at her properly.  "My sneaky Amazonian arachnid. So how long have you been hiding up there?" Seth asked while patting her six-armed comrade on the shoulder. "Long enough to agree with my bro here, you should consider coming with us. It would be a nice venting session, plus we're given the ok to raid whatever those Trafficking scumbags got that's valuable." Shiela walked up and pulled Seth in with one of her arms and whispered into the smaller droid's ear. "It'll also give you and Lu a chance to have a little chit chat" "You crafty bitch" Seth joke "And you love me for it" Shiela bopped Seth on the nose with her other hand affectionately. "Of course. You're one of the most badass members of the team." Seth complimented. It was true. Being able to manipulate your inner strength and project it through four limbs was dangerous enough. You ever seen what someone can do with Chi projection from six arms at once? The results tended to be rather nasty. She flexed all six of her arms at once. "You know it, little bro!" Sheila bragged happily. She lowered her arms and walked with Seth. "So out of curiosity, how did you guys empty the boat without anybody hearing it?" "A simple magic trick or two. We had one of the Mystics hit the boat with a Silence Spell and then we blacked out the boat. After that, Lucious and the Shadows struck in the darkness and grabbed everyone. From there, we fucked with them a bit before we grabbed the civilian and clown girl and let the maniac run around in his boat for a bit before I threw him into the ceiling. The ship is currently being repaired while Psy-Therapists are counseling Jonathan and his guests. They'll be okay." |
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Post by SuperKamiGuy1 on Jan 19, 2021 21:27:24 GMT
"My sneaky Amazonian arachnid. So how long have you been hiding up there?" Seth asked while patting her six-armed comrade on the shoulder. "Long enough to agree with my bro here, you should consider coming with us. It would be a nice venting session, plus we're given the ok to raid whatever those Trafficking scumbags got that's valuable." Shiela walked up and pulled Seth in with one of her arms and whispered into the smaller droid's ear. "It'll also give you and Lu a chance to have a little chit chat" "You crafty bitch" Seth joke "And you love me for it" Shiela bopped Seth on the nose with her other hand affectionately. "Of course. You're one of the most badass members of the team." Seth complimented. It was true. Being able to manipulate your inner strength and project it through four limbs was dangerous enough. You ever seen what someone can do with Chi projection from six arms at once? The results tended to be rather nasty. She flexed all six of her arms at once. "You know it, little bro!" Sheila bragged happily. She lowered her arms and walked with Seth. "So out of curiosity, how did you guys empty the boat without anybody hearing it?" "A simple magic trick or two. We had one of the Mystics hit the boat with a Silence Spell and then we blacked out the boat. After that, Lucious and the Shadows struck in the darkness and grabbed everyone. From there, we fucked with them a bit before we grabbed the civilian and clown girl and let the maniac run around in his boat for a bit before I threw him into the ceiling. The ship is currently being repaired while Psy-Therapists are counseling Jonathan and his guests. They'll be okay." "Quick, clean, simple and efficient. I like it." "The purpose of fighting is to win. There is no possible victory in defense. The sword is more important than the shield, and skill is more important than either. The final weapon is the brain. All else is supplemental. Pragmatism is the name of the game. Do whatever possible to win—rules and honor be damned. There's no fairness in war and if you find yourself in a fair fight, your tactics suck." She responded. "The philosophy of the Shadows. It's a little long but I can't deny that it's the perfect line of reasoning." |
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Post by SuperKamiGuy1 on Feb 13, 2021 22:14:24 GMT
"Of course. You're one of the most badass members of the team." Seth complimented. It was true. Being able to manipulate your inner strength and project it through four limbs was dangerous enough. You ever seen what someone can do with Chi projection from six arms at once? The results tended to be rather nasty. She flexed all six of her arms at once. "You know it, little bro!" Sheila bragged happily. She lowered her arms and walked with Seth. "So out of curiosity, how did you guys empty the boat without anybody hearing it?" "A simple magic trick or two. We had one of the Mystics hit the boat with a Silence Spell and then we blacked out the boat. After that, Lucious and the Shadows struck in the darkness and grabbed everyone. From there, we fucked with them a bit before we grabbed the civilian and clown girl and let the maniac run around in his boat for a bit before I threw him into the ceiling. The ship is currently being repaired while Psy-Therapists are counseling Jonathan and his guests. They'll be okay." "Quick, clean, simple and efficient. I like it." "The purpose of fighting is to win. There is no possible victory in defense. The sword is more important than the shield, and skill is more important than either. The final weapon is the brain. All else is supplemental. Pragmatism is the name of the game. Do whatever possible to win—rules and honor be damned. There's no fairness in war and if you find yourself in a fair fight, your tactics suck." She responded. "The philosophy of the Shadows. It's a little long but I can't deny that it's the perfect line of reasoning." "Quick, efficient and pragmatic is the name of the game. No reason to complicate things." "Precisely. So what happens to the clowns from here?" "Same ol' same ol'. We'll let them languish in dream world and then throw them in Cocytus when we're ready for transport. From there, they'll spend x amount of years in the therapy simulations. Unable to leave the vats or harm anyone else again until they get the clear." She summed up the situation. "It's better than blowing their brains out and letting Lucy torture them for eternity. At least this way they have they have a distant light at the end of the tunnel." "A very distant glimmer of light from a flickering candle." Seth reminded her. "That's fair. But the point still stands. They're neutralized. They aren't escaping. They can't communicate with any remaining minions on the outside. They can't organize anything with the other prisoners. They can't attack the guards. They are stuck undergoing the simulations while they're bodies rest. It's secure." |
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Post by Valhalla Erikson on Feb 13, 2021 22:50:46 GMT
I like the relationship with Seth. While she's not exactly a member of the team they've pretty much adopted her as one and it's probably as close as she'd have to a family.
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Post by SuperKamiGuy1 on Feb 13, 2021 22:54:04 GMT
I like the relationship with Seth. While she's not exactly a member of the team they've pretty much adopted her as one and it's probably as close as she'd have to a family. Oh yeah. Seth is basically a surrogate little sister/brother for the team and they hir as one of the family.  |
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Post by SuperKamiGuy1 on Jul 11, 2021 16:14:55 GMT
"Quick, clean, simple and efficient. I like it." "The purpose of fighting is to win. There is no possible victory in defense. The sword is more important than the shield, and skill is more important than either. The final weapon is the brain. All else is supplemental. Pragmatism is the name of the game. Do whatever possible to win—rules and honor be damned. There's no fairness in war and if you find yourself in a fair fight, your tactics suck." She responded. "The philosophy of the Shadows. It's a little long but I can't deny that it's the perfect line of reasoning." "Quick, efficient and pragmatic is the name of the game. No reason to complicate things." "Precisely. So what happens to the clowns from here?" "Same ol' same ol'. We'll let them languish in dream world and then throw them in Cocytus when we're ready for transport. From there, they'll spend x amount of years in the therapy simulations. Unable to leave the vats or harm anyone else again until they get the clear." She summed up the situation. "It's better than blowing their brains out and letting Lucy torture them for eternity. At least this way they have they have a distant light at the end of the tunnel." "A very distant glimmer of light from a flickering candle." Seth reminded her. "That's fair. But the point still stands. They're neutralized. They aren't escaping. They can't communicate with any remaining minions on the outside. They can't organize anything with the other prisoners. They can't attack the guards. They are stuck undergoing the simulations while they're bodies rest. It's secure." "Is it really right though?" "Come on man, you know everyone we lock up there deserves it. You know the things those maniacs have done. Bad guys get locked up. That's the way it works." Sheila replied. "Hmmm. Maybe. I'll think on it but right now, I've got a movie date." "Be sure to buy flowers after." Seth laughed. "I will. Thanks." He high-fived her multiple hands and walked off to get do his movie date with Angela. |
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Post by SuperKamiGuy1 on Jul 11, 2021 16:40:07 GMT
Jielong Feng, also known as Thaumaturgus, was deep in meditation in her room where she floated in the air. Her body was there physically but her mind was elsewhere on the mental spiritual plane where she was providing rest and assurance to the victims of the attack. "Yes, I understand. Please do not worry. Your family will be well taken care of I promise. The clowns are gone. They will be locked away for the rest of their lives. Your deaths will not go unavenged. Justice has been served." She assured them. "Justice will always be served and criminals and terrorists will be punished for their crimes. It's okay now. It's alright. It will always be okay. You can pass on now." She stepped forward and hugged the two security guards. "It's okay now. It's okay. You're alright. It will be okay. You can pass on now. Heaven is waiting for you." She smiled and stepped back and shook their hands and the guards smiled back and floated away into the blinding white light. Jielong watched them leave before she closed her eyes and awakened back in her room where she set herself back down. Looking at her, you'd never guess she's in her late 60's. She still looks like a young and stunning beauty. A statuesque stunner with supermodel beauty and dark green hair and hazel eyes.  Thaumaturgy is the purported capability of a magician to work magic or other paranormal events or a saint to perform miracles. It is sometimes translated into English as wonderworking. A practitioner of thaumaturgy is a "thaumaturgus", "thaumaturge", "thaumaturgist" or "miracle worker". She stood back up and did a few stretches and rolled her neck. "Rest in peace now. Your deaths have been avenged. Justice is served." |
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