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Post by SuperKamiGuy1 on Nov 6, 2020 0:14:04 GMT
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Post by Valhalla Erikson on Nov 20, 2020 19:37:06 GMT
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Post by SuperKamiGuy1 on Dec 5, 2020 3:21:00 GMT
Frank walked into the liquor store and rolled his neck while clenching and unclenching his hands as he listened to the carnage outside. "If you want something special, look in the section of Bourbon." The man behind the desk told him. "...I mean to say, Vodka...sorry. It's been a shit day." He noticed Frank seething with rage and barely keeping himself together and shook his head. "I know. Fucking animals, right? They make you want to do something, right? A few years ago, I was where are now..." "What'd you do?" Frank asked him. "I went out there, it was a little girl there, I went out there and...oh Goddammit. Three times in the Middle East, it was nothing. Three years in that fucking sandbox, not a scratch. I come back to this shit." Down the street, a few member of Goldtooth's gang were roughing up the ladies from before. "Stupid BITCH! Should've given it all to us!" One of them screamed out and struck one of them. "WE GAVE YOU OUR MONEY!" Another woman cried out. "PLEASE! WE GAVE YOU THE MONEY! WE GAVE YOU WHAT WE OWE YOU!" "The boss decides what's enough money!" Another one of them shouted and struck her. "GOLDTOOTH decides what's enough! He decides how much you owe! And the boss decided you owe us a hell of a lot more! So hand it over!" "W-w-we...d-d-don't...h-have any more...." "You wanna get cut? Hand over everything you've got! NOW!" One of them went for a knife when a hand clamped on his shoulder and the thug was flung through the air like a ragdoll until he hit a wall and cracked his skull against it. A punch cracked against the jaw of the next man followed by a brutal backhand to the face of the other. They both dropped like anvils. to the satisfying sound of bones crunching. The giant of a man who now looked over the women smiled warmly as he knelt down and held his hands up to show he meant no harm. "Are you okay?" He asked gently. "My name is Marvin. Marvin Milk. I'm here to help. Do you need any help getting up? Do you require medical attention? Do I have permission to help you up?"  "You know...there's always a war somewhere. These bastards...even if you take them out, they'll just be replaced tomorrow... The world's on fire and nothing makes a difference." "HEEEELLLLLP! HEEELLLP! STOOOP! STOOOPP IIIT! SOMEONE HEEEELLLLP!" The boy screamed. "Enough." Frank muttered. "No more. Add $ 1.50 for Yoohoo...and a bottle of Jack." Frank told him. The cashier looked up and he was taken aback by the look of savage fury behind Frank's eyes. He had seen that look on men before in the war. He knew there was no stopping a man like this. He placed the drinks on the counter. "What are you going...to do?" " Punish." Outside, Frank could hear the distinct sound of a crowbar scraping against a wall close by. He walked right out of the store, flipped the bottle in the air and caught it as he walked towards the gang snarling in rage. "Come on, talk fucking asshole! Come on, kid, said "yes". All you have to do is say "yes". You have the choice. Our way...or that way. Come on, kid, now! You say "yes"? You should've just said, "yes." Looks like we are having a fucking problem here!" Goldtooth started to go for his gun while his gang laughed. That was when Frank Castle ran up to them and swung the bottle into a man's jaw followed by lashing out with his foot and kicking out another man's knee and then smashing another man across his face with the bottle hard enough to make him spit blood! Frank let out a primal scream of rage as he grabbed the next man, headbutted him hard enough to burst the man's nose, kneed him in the groin hard enough to break his balls and then tossed him over to the others with one hand! A couple of them were knocked down by this which gave the kid plenty of time to run and hide. Goldtooth fell over and backed away in fear. "You...what...who...what the fuck?!" He whimpered. Frank's only answer was to rush down another one of the thugs and strike him in the throat so hard he caved in his throat! The thug fell to the floor gasping and grasping at his throat. Frank stepped right over him and continued working over the downed thugs. "WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON?!" Goldtooth screamed. "Who the fuck is this guy?" "Come on boss! Get up! Get up! Get up!" Two of his men helped him to his feet and they desperately put distance between them and Frank as he stalked towards them like a monster out of a horror movie. One of Goldtooth's men went for his gun only for Frank to throw a knife he stole while he was fighting them through the air and it buried itself in the man's throat. He fell to the ground gargling as blood sprayed from his wound. "FUCKING SHIT! YOU'RE DEAD MAN!" Goldtooth screamed as he pulled out his own gun alongside his remaining henchman. "Oi cunts." Goldtooth turned around and a crowbar sliced through the air and knocked their guns out of their hands followed by a fist crushing the face of Goldtooth's remaining minion before Goldtooth himself was swatted like a fly and he hit the ground hard. A tall powerfully built bearded man in a long black leather trenchcoat and black clothes looked down at him and scoffed. "Glocks are wankers guns, mate. Oi, Franky! Long time no see! How you been?"  |
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Post by Valhalla Erikson on Dec 5, 2020 3:58:29 GMT
 The respective brothers in arms, the last they've seen each other was during the wedding between him and Becca. That was back when he was engaged to the love of his life. For the two of them, those were happier moments. Frank held up one finger, he pulled out his desert eagle and unleashed a few more rounds upon Goldtooths face till there was hardly a face at all or till he was completely out of bullets. Frank liked to be thorough. He puts the gun back in his holster. "As for now, a little better. How long have you trailed me" "I'd say ever since my sources informed me of what you did to that asshat awhile back" "Mmm" Frank pulled out his double barrel as Butcher continued. "Oh and that porn ring. Shut it down big time, you're welcome." Frank's response was a shotgun blast to Goldtooth's groin. "He won't be needing them where he's going. Cause now he's Satan's bitch." |
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Post by SuperKamiGuy1 on Dec 5, 2020 4:43:14 GMT
The respective brothers in arms, the last they've seen each other was during the wedding between him and Becca. That was back when he was engaged to the love of his life. For the two of them, those were happier moments. Frank held up one finger, he pulled out his desert eagle and unleashed a few more rounds upon Goldtooths face till there was hardly a face at all or till he was completely out of bullets. Frank liked to be thorough. He puts the gun back in his holster. "As for now, a little better. How long have you trailed me" "I'd say ever since my sources informed me of what you did to that asshat awhile back" "Mmm" Frank pulled out his double barrel as Butcher continued. "Oh and that porn ring. Shut it down big time, you're welcome." Frank's response was a shotgun blast to Goldtooth's groin. "He won't be needing them where he's going. Cause now he's Satan's bitch." "He'll be in good company with the other cunts we've sent down there." Billy quipped and kicked the corpse. "Of course this sad sack of shit was just tip the iceberg. We have reason to believe that he's working for some bigger arsehole. Frenchie and his girl are currently questioning the rest of his gang at one of their safehouses so we'll know the truth soon enough." "Frenchie's back?" Frank asked in surprise. "So not only did you bring him back into the fold, got him to work with Milk but he brought 'Chere with him? How did you pull that off?" "Not 'Chere. New girl. She's like a surrogate daughter to him. Her name's Kimiko. She's a Supe." "Okay, wow, you are willingly working with a Supe now?" Frank smirked. "Talk about progress." "Don't push it, Frankie. It's complicated and she's useful. Wait till I tell where she got her powers. Fucking Diabolical." "Uhm, M-Mr? Mr...Frank? Right?" The kid asked. Frank knelt down next to him. "Hey kid. Sorry you had to see all that. You alright?" He looked at the corpse and back to Frank. "B-better now. Thank you. Thank you." "No need to thank me, kid. Just stick to your principals and stay out of trouble alright?" Frank helped the kid up and helped him walk as Milk pulled up in a car with the girls in the back of it. He lowered the window. "Hey Frank. Hope you don't mind. I'm taking these nice ladies to the hospital." "Got room for four?" "More than enough." One of the injured prostitute women opened the door and gently helped the kid inside. "Ssshhh, it's okay, it's okay, there you go kiddo. There you go. Come on in, it'll be okay." "There you go kiddo. There you go. It's alright. Here you've got plenty of room. Here, strap in. There you go." Billy patted the roof of the car. "We're going to visit the safehouse. You get 'em to the hospital and meet us there. We'll call if there's a change in plans." |
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Post by Valhalla Erikson on Dec 6, 2020 21:47:12 GMT
With a wave Butcher signaled MM to take the prostitutes and the kid to the hospital, he glanced over at Frank who motioned to the van that'll take them to where Frenchie and Kumiko are conducting their interrogation. "Lovely piece of work"
"It gets me around. " Frank responds as the two walk towards the van. "Sometimes I feel The Capes make it look so easy"
"You would too if you're backed by Mr. Moneybags like The Avengers"
"Or shadow operatives" Frank noted when commenting on The Incredibles. Out of the members of the old crew Bob was the only one he'd never had the chance reconnect. Ever since he took the path of a Cape they'd see less and less of each other.
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Post by Valhalla Erikson on Dec 7, 2020 1:46:39 GMT
With a wave Butcher signaled MM to take the prostitutes and the kid to the hospital, he glanced over at Frank who motioned to the van that'll take them to where Frenchie and Kumiko are conducting their interrogation. "Lovely piece of work" "It gets me around. " Frank responds as the two walk towards the van. "Sometimes I feel The Capes make it look so easy" "You would too if you're backed by Mr. Moneybags like The Avengers" "Or shadow operatives" Frank noted when commenting on The Incredibles. Out of the members of the old crew Bob was the only one he'd never had the chance reconnect. Ever since he took the path of a Cape they'd see less and less of each other. |
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Post by SuperKamiGuy1 on Dec 7, 2020 2:43:42 GMT
With a wave Butcher signaled MM to take the prostitutes and the kid to the hospital, he glanced over at Frank who motioned to the van that'll take them to where Frenchie and Kumiko are conducting their interrogation. "Lovely piece of work" "It gets me around. " Frank responds as the two walk towards the van. "Sometimes I feel The Capes make it look so easy" "You would too if you're backed by Mr. Moneybags like The Avengers" "Or shadow operatives" Frank noted when commenting on The Incredibles. Out of the members of the old crew Bob was the only one he'd never had the chance reconnect. Ever since he took the path of a Cape they'd see less and less of each other. "The Parrs right? Can't say I care for their costumes, not exactly ideal for stealth, but I'll give 'em credit for being among the good ones. No scandals, no issues, no problems, no drugs...their records are clean as a fuckin' whistle. 'Cept for that time Bob tossed a wanker through, what was it, four walls or so?" Billy asked as he climbed into the van. "About that much. Still not sure how Hugph survived that." "Don't act like we haven't survived worse." Billy shrugged as he relaxed. "Don't act like you wouldn't have done the same to him." "Frank, please, give me some fucking credit here. I would've tossed the twat out the window!" They had a good laugh while Frank started the van. "Really tho, I'm happy for Bob. He found his peace. Let 'im have it. Gonna need 'im on humanity's side if Homewanker ever loses his shit." |
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Post by Valhalla Erikson on Dec 7, 2020 2:58:48 GMT
With a wave Butcher signaled MM to take the prostitutes and the kid to the hospital, he glanced over at Frank who motioned to the van that'll take them to where Frenchie and Kumiko are conducting their interrogation. "Lovely piece of work" "It gets me around. " Frank responds as the two walk towards the van. "Sometimes I feel The Capes make it look so easy" "You would too if you're backed by Mr. Moneybags like The Avengers" "Or shadow operatives" Frank noted when commenting on The Incredibles. Out of the members of the old crew Bob was the only one he'd never had the chance reconnect. Ever since he took the path of a Cape they'd see less and less of each other. "The Parrs right? Can't say I care for their costumes, not exactly ideal for stealth, but I'll give 'em credit for being among the good ones. No scandals, no issues, no problems, no drugs...their records are clean as a fuckin' whistle. 'Cept for that time Bob tossed a wanker through, what was it, four walls or so?" Billy asked as he climbed into the van. "About that much. Still not sure how Hugph survived that." "Don't act like we haven't survived worse." Billy shrugged as he relaxed. "Don't act like you wouldn't have done the same to him." "Frank, please, give me some fucking credit here. I would've tossed the twat out the window!" They had a good laugh while Frank started the van. "Really tho, I'm happy for Bob. He found his peace. Let 'im have it. Gonna need 'im on humanity's side if Homewanker ever loses his shit." "And that's a big if. Especially if our Black Widow can manage to keep him in line" Butcher made a disapproving expression as Frank drove off. "Bloody Hell. She was better off with that other redhead!" |
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Post by Valhalla Erikson on Dec 7, 2020 3:45:29 GMT
"The Parrs right? Can't say I care for their costumes, not exactly ideal for stealth, but I'll give 'em credit for being among the good ones. No scandals, no issues, no problems, no drugs...their records are clean as a fuckin' whistle. 'Cept for that time Bob tossed a wanker through, what was it, four walls or so?" Billy asked as he climbed into the van. "About that much. Still not sure how Hugph survived that." "Don't act like we haven't survived worse." Billy shrugged as he relaxed. "Don't act like you wouldn't have done the same to him." "Frank, please, give me some fucking credit here. I would've tossed the twat out the window!" They had a good laugh while Frank started the van. "Really tho, I'm happy for Bob. He found his peace. Let 'im have it. Gonna need 'im on humanity's side if Homewanker ever loses his shit." "And that's a big if. Especially if our Black Widow can manage to keep him in line" Butcher made a disapproving expression as Frank drove off. "Bloody Hell. She was better off with that other redhead!" |
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Post by SuperKamiGuy1 on Dec 7, 2020 4:34:40 GMT
"The Parrs right? Can't say I care for their costumes, not exactly ideal for stealth, but I'll give 'em credit for being among the good ones. No scandals, no issues, no problems, no drugs...their records are clean as a fuckin' whistle. 'Cept for that time Bob tossed a wanker through, what was it, four walls or so?" Billy asked as he climbed into the van. "About that much. Still not sure how Hugph survived that." "Don't act like we haven't survived worse." Billy shrugged as he relaxed. "Don't act like you wouldn't have done the same to him." "Frank, please, give me some fucking credit here. I would've tossed the twat out the window!" They had a good laugh while Frank started the van. "Really tho, I'm happy for Bob. He found his peace. Let 'im have it. Gonna need 'im on humanity's side if Homewanker ever loses his shit." "And that's a big if. Especially if our Black Widow can manage to keep him in line" Butcher made a disapproving expression as Frank drove off. "Bloody Hell. She was better off with that other redhead!" "Not that I disagree but you have to admit, having an Avenger and a Super Spy keeping an eye on him would be for the best long term." "I would be worried but it is Natasha. There's no way she doesn't have at least a few contingency plans in place if he ever loses it." "Which is more than Vought's come up with." Frank joked as he started driving. "Fuckin' right? I guess he's done some good in the world but if you're gonna make somethin' that powerful, you should at least be prepared to shut it down. Maybe an off switch or a trigger word at least? Hell, why not put some C4 in his skull on a kill switch? Get fuckin' diabolical with it." "You never change do you, Billy?" "Every time somebody's tried to make one of the Supes in a lab after Captain America, somethin's gone tits up. You'd think they'd fuckin' learn at some point to have a way to control them in place beforehand." "Speaking of which, how did this Kimiko girl get her powers then?" "Oh her? She was taken as a child by The Shining Light Liberation Army murdered her parents and took her to the Philippines to indoctrinate her as a soldier. During her imprisonment she somehow ended up eating the corpses of some dead Supes who happened to have been infected with Compound V at some point. Turns out you are what you eat in regards to those kinds of Supes and now she's got powers of her own. After most of the Shining Light was wiped out by Fenrir and later Homelander, the remaining members scattered. A few of them made their way here to the States. SHIELD's cleaned up most of them by now but we stumbled upon one cell and let Kimiko out. Some other shit happened, Frenchie worked his magic and now she's one of us." Billy summarized. There was a pause as Frank took this in. "She got her powers...by eating dead Supers. Do I have that right?" "Told you it was fuckin' diabolical didn't I?" "So you have a cannibal on your team?" "No, no, no. She actually prefers candy. Still goes into withdrawal if she hasn't hurt some wanker in awhile though. So in other words she fits right in." Several Blocks Away. "Hheeehhhhnnnhhh..."  "Good Soldier. Good Soldiers." |
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Post by Valhalla Erikson on Jan 13, 2021 1:33:56 GMT
"Beware the night Beware the night before the dawn Beware the dark when light is gone For there's a phantom lust to wake They wanna make you bend and scream They wanna take your hand and lead You in the light of Venus, girl Come let them take you for a ride Forget the Lord across the night And let your carnal lust prevail tonight
Whoa-oh-oh, oh-oh Vampires come at night and they bring the end Whoa-oh-oh, oh-oh Vampires are a girl's best friend Whoa-oh-oh, oh-oh Vampires come alive and they take command Whoa-oh-oh, oh-oh Vampires are a girl's best friend""The things people call music these days" Frank Castle shook his head while him and Butcher listen to 'Vampires Are A Girl's Best Friend' by none other than rising Edge Metal Icon Violet Parr on the radio.
"She's no Led Zeppelin for sure but better than the cunts who call themselves musicians." Butcher commented while they drive to The Boys's hideout. "I've been doing some thinking regarding how you operate. While I say you've got a good thing going, with my resources and you...doing what you do best we could really bring the criminals to their knees."
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Post by SuperKamiGuy1 on Jan 13, 2021 1:46:53 GMT
"Beware the night Beware the night before the dawn Beware the dark when light is gone For there's a phantom lust to wake They wanna make you bend and scream They wanna take your hand and lead You in the light of Venus, girl Come let them take you for a ride Forget the Lord across the night And let your carnal lust prevail tonight
Whoa-oh-oh, oh-oh Vampires come at night and they bring the end Whoa-oh-oh, oh-oh Vampires are a girl's best friend Whoa-oh-oh, oh-oh Vampires come alive and they take command Whoa-oh-oh, oh-oh Vampires are a girl's best friend""The things people call music these days" Frank Castle shook his head while him and Butcher listen to 'Vampires Are A Girl's Best Friend' by none other than rising Edge Metal Icon Violet Parr on the radio.
"She's no Led Zeppelin for sure but better than the cunts who call themselves musicians." Butcher commented while they drive to The Boys's hideout. "I've been doing some thinking regarding how you operate. While I say you've got a good thing going, with my resources and you...doing what you do best we could really bring the criminals to their knees."
OOC: Welcome Back, Violet!  "Bringing criminals to their knees huh? Do you just mean Super Criminals or Supes in general?" Frank questioned. "A fair question. Let me put it to you like this. Where I come from, when somebody wants someone done over, they talk about sendin' the boys round. "Harry's turned into a right mouthy twat, I'm gonna send the boys round." Yeah?" "Who's they?" "Whoever wants Harry's legs broken." "Who are the boys?" "Whoever they send to break 'em. That's us. Whenever some cunt turns into a right mouth twat who gets too big for their britches, we show up and spank the fucking bastards. Wouldn't hurt to have you along for the fun, mate." |
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Post by Valhalla Erikson on Jan 13, 2021 1:56:08 GMT
"Simply put. There are guys like that cunt Goldtooth then there are the bigger fish who supply cunts like him the means to make innocent bloak's lives miserable. We hunt down the Bigger Fish so the cunts don't have much to run their operation and we eventually snuff the cunts out." Butcher explained.
"Huh. Sounds pretty simply when you put it like that" Frank said
"And the best part is, you'd have a crew"
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Post by SuperKamiGuy1 on Jan 13, 2021 4:05:43 GMT
"Simply put. There are guys like that cunt Goldtooth then there are the bigger fish who supply cunts like him the means to make innocent bloak's lives miserable. We hunt down the Bigger Fish so the cunts don't have much to run their operation and we eventually snuff the cunts out." Butcher explained. "Huh. Sounds pretty simply when you put it like that" Frank said "And the best part is, you'd have a crew" "Ahhh what the hell. I could use the backup and it'll be better to work with a team I can trust rather than keep flying solo." Frank agreed. "Just be sure to carry your own weight or I'll cut you lose." "Same to you Frankie!" Butcher laughed. "Welcome back!" He pulled up their hideout and parked. Butcher walked up the thick metal door and knocked on it. "Open up you bunch of cunts! We've got a new recruit!" |
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Post by Valhalla Erikson on Jan 14, 2021 5:20:49 GMT
OT: To anyone who'd say Frank Castle would never team up or any of that jazz I'd counter that by saying yes he would. If you provide him a damn good reason to and if it benefits him. And Butcher gave Frank enough incentive on just how joining The Boys would benefit him. He'd still get to do what he do but this time he'd have the resources and the crew to do it with.
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Post by SuperKamiGuy1 on Jan 14, 2021 19:12:55 GMT
OT: To anyone who'd say Frank Castle would never team up or any of that jazz I'd counter that by saying yes he would. If you provide him a damn good reason to and if it benefits him. And Butcher gave Frank enough incentive on just how joining The Boys would benefit him. He'd still get to do what he do but this time he'd have the resources and the crew to do it with. Heck even in the comics, Frank has teamed up with or tried to team up with various characters to varying levels of success and The Boys are just crazy enough that I could see them and Frank gelling fairly well. |
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Post by Valhalla Erikson on Jan 18, 2021 2:13:38 GMT
Walking up to the hideout familiar feelings start to creep up inside of Castle. He has had team ups before, with that vigilante in Hells Kitchen and with Natasha, this one feels a little too familiar. Like he was back in his military days with his old crew. Something tells him that this won't be a one time venture. And he's ok with that.
"Oh Yeah"
He looked at Butcher who continues speaking. "When you meet Kumiko there are two things you must know: she's a lass with very few words(and I mean few) plus she can get a little hostile towards people with a military background."
Frank looked at him like he wanted to ask him something in that regard but Butcher waved it off. "Not my place to tell. Just try an appear as non-threatening as possible. Or as I'd say be your usual charmin self when you're not putting cunts in their place. I know Frenchie will put in a good word for ya but still"
"Noted. Speaking of The Frenchman. Still as eccentric as I remember?"
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Post by SuperKamiGuy1 on Jan 18, 2021 3:20:03 GMT
Walking up to the hideout familiar feelings start to creep up inside of Castle. He has had team ups before, with that vigilante in Hells Kitchen and with Natasha, this one feels a little too familiar. Like he was back in his military days with his old crew. Something tells him that this won't be a one time venture. And he's ok with that. "Oh Yeah" He looked at Butcher who continues speaking. "When you meet Kumiko there are two things you must know: she's a lass with very few words(and I mean few) plus she can get a little hostile towards people with a military background." Frank looked at him like he wanted to ask him something in that regard but Butcher waved it off. "Not my place to tell. Just try an appear as non-threatening as possible. Or as I'd say be your usual charmin self when you're not putting cunts in their place. I know Frenchie will put in a good word for ya but still" "Noted. Speaking of The Frenchman. Still as eccentric as I remember?" "Better than ever." Frenchie opened the door and clapped hands with Butcher. "Voilà! Bienvenue à la maison, Boucher!" "Merci, c'est bon de revenir." Butcher replied. "Right then. Come on in, Frank." "Frank?" He looked at the glowering wall of muscle entering behind Butcher. "Ahhh, Le Punisseur. S'il te plait, entre, Frank. Je suis content de te revoir."  "Thanks. Good to see you too, Frenchie." Frank replied and entered their hideout as Frenchie closed the door behind him. It was a comfortable little place with gun safes everywhere. Some obvious but most of them were not and if Frank knew Butcher, he could tell that he had more than just guns hidden here. There was a small girl sitting on the couch watching television while eating a candy bar. She was 5'1 and looked harmless but he could smell the blood on her hands. The chocolate did little to hide it. In addition she radiated menace. It was the same feeling you'd get if you caught Laura on a bad day. This tiny little Japanese girl was clearly the muscle of the team and Frank could understand why.  "Ma chere? Be polite now!" Frenchie told her. Kimiko looked up at Frank and finished her candy bar, wiped her hands with a napkin and hopped off the couch to stroll over to him. She stopped in front of Frank and stared him down. Which was impressive considering the clear height and muscle mass difference. Frank never faltered and stared her down in return. There was a minute of silence between them before she smirked, thumbed her chest twice with one hand and then held her fist out to Frank. With a short reassuring nod from Frenchie, he lightly reached out and fist bumped her. She returned to the sofa and Frank walked inside. Butcher really did have a habit of recruiting the strangest people. "So how did things go on your end?" Butcher asked them. "Did you get the information we needed?" Frencie laughed and Frank heard Kimiko cracking up from the couch. "Did we get the information? Boucher, we made Goldtooth's men cry like little bitches." Kimiko sat up and turned to face them. She ran her thumb across one side of her throat to the other. "We killed everyone who was unnecessary." Frenchie continued. "And then we made their leaders talk. Je connais leurs planques. Je connais leurs secrets. Je sais où ils sont." He grinned. "We know everything now." He sat down at the table and rolled out a map of the city with several x's and o's on it. "The X's are their safehouses and the o's are their territory." "Fucking Diabolical work you two. I'm impressed." Butcher looked over the map. "'Right then. We'll wait until Milk gets back and then we start hitting their safehouses. Take their weapons and money and burn the rest. Once we've taken away their power, we start clearing territory. Any Supes we need to worry about?" "A few." Frenchie agreed. "Insane Crusher Sexyquake is one of their biggest enforcers." "Brick?" Butcher and Frank guessed. "Oui. The next one is Doubleman Rhino Snoop Money. He's a Cloner. Next there's Mistress-G Spandex Lady Queen-Pain Biz Playa..." "Okay what the fuck is with these names?" Butcher questioned. "Aren't they cringey enough already?" "We asked the same thing. I guess that's just what you get when a bunch of idiots in a street gang start coming up with super-villain names." Frenchie shrugged. "Anyway, she's a Puppeteer." "...Fuck me. That's going to be a priority." Butcher noted. "Oh well. There's a solution to that too. They can't control you if they don't see you coming. What's next?" "Fat Money Super Hogan Lard-Crash." "Let me guess." Frank interjected. "A Blobbo?" "Apparently. But supposedly more bouncy." "Sounds similar to that Badoing kid. Shouldn't be a problem." "Mobb Playa Ultra-Stomp. That's a Shatterer. Gangsta-D Mobb. That one apparently has some kind of melting power. Insane Vixen Mangle Vendetta has bone spikes. Iron Rock Laser Star Threat has Finger Lasers. Each one of the Supes is guarding one of their safehouses so they must have something extremely important in each one. We also learned something even more interesting. They had another member but he died. Now, this, on its own, wouldn't be too notable but it's the way he died. Outside of their territory, burnt to a crisp, with the top of his head missing and his brain removed." "...That's not ringing any bells." Butcher admitted. "How about you Frank?" |
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Post by SuperKamiGuy1 on Jan 21, 2021 0:57:02 GMT
As The Boys were planning their assault, Kimiko's cartoon show was interrupted by a special report! "This is Linda Lux with Plot Convenience News! We are LIVE at Sierra Vista Airpark where the plane has been successfully landed by the Captain following a harrowing hijacking thwarted by America's Greatest Heroes Homelander and Queen Maeve!" The mention of Homelander immediately piqued Billy's interests. "Oi Kimmi! Turn that up would ya?" She obliged and turned up the volume as the news crew approached Homelander and Maeve.   Homelander handed over the sole surviving terrorist who was crying in pain while holding his crotch. A keen eye would notice the blood between his legs. The rest of the hijackers were being zipped up in bodybags while the police got statements from the passengers and crew. "Homelander! Homelander! Over here!" "Linda!" He greeted her cheerfully. "Right on time as always! How do you do it?" "I can smell a story for miles, Homelander!" "Well for someone without super speed, as far as I know, you certainly are amazing." "Thank you Homelander. Can you tell us what exactly happened aboard the plane?" "Certainly. Maeve, would you like to lead us off?" "Of course." She stepped forward. "The plane sent out a distress signal when the hijackers intentions became clear and word quickly got back to us. We rushed to the scene as fast as we could. Sadly, some of the crew were tragically murdered before we got there. It's unfortunate but we made those criminals pay for it." "They were in the middle of monologuing when we arrived. Some grand speech about their worship of death." Homelander shook his head. "Well we certainly granted them an audience with Death. We forced open the door from the outside and one of those madmen got sucked right out. Maeve flew in after and I closed the door before anybody else could get sucked out. While I was checking on the passengers, Maeve snapped the next hijacker's scrawny little pencil neck." "Like a twig." Maeve admitted with a shrug. "After that, I took the next guy out with a pinpoint blast of laser vision. One quick shot. Right through the heart. No time to even feel any pain." "I wasn't going to let our surprise attack go to waste. I capitalized on it to take down the last guy and crack his skull open." Maeve confessed. "Mere seconds after we arrived on the scene the situation had been almost completely resolved. The only thing left to do was to capture the gunman currently threatening the pilots. Now, this was a delicate situation. Bullets travel at around 1700 MPH and he had a gun right at the pilots heads. So I knew my super speed was our only chance of saving everyone. I opened the door and then I rushed him at super speed, pulled him away from the pilots and crushed his gun before he could use it." Homelander held a moment of silence. "The Captain's Co-Pilot was unfortunately already dead but we made that man pay for it. You see, I figured the good people of the plane deserved a little payback. You know, the good, hard working, god fearing American people deserved a chance to stand up for themselves against the bullies of the world. So. I let them have it. I gave everyone who wanted to do it a chance to kick him in the balls." He chuckled. "Suffice to say, he won't be hurting anyone else in the future. Now, don't worry, we are going to figure this out. We will find out who he works for and why they did this but...all the same, everyone, I would like a moment of silence for the innocent people who were murdered by these sick damaged individuals. I would like a moment of silence for...Hailey Wilson, Laurence Booth, Anderson Harrell, Noelle Merritt and Maud Edwardson. Excuse me." He seemingly choked up for a few seconds and closed his eyes to collect himself before he continued. "You know...these people didn't have to die. We arrived too late. Sure, we saved a total of one hundred twenty-three people, and I am proud of that, these people, they get to go home to their families and friends and loved ones because of us, and I am proud of that. But...we could've done better. Those five people could still be alive if we were kept more in the loop. If we were allowed into the military, into the government, with Vought's assistance, we can make the world safer. To prevent these innocent lives from being lost. To prevent innocent blood from being shed! To ensure that disasters never happen to our great nation EVER again! Talk to your leaders, talk your congressmen, they'll have to listen to you!" "On this day we make a solemn oath to our people." Queen Maeve added as she stepped up. "We will do everything we can to tighten security to ensure that disasters like this never happen again. We feel your pain. We feel your rage and we swear to you, we will find whoever did this and make them feel every drop of it!" Homelander placed a hand on her shoulder. "Well said, Maeve. Well said. God Bless you all. God Bless America." He signed himself and bowed his head. "WE HEAR YOU HOMELANDER!" A man called back from the crowd. "AND I HEAR YOU!" Homelander called back. "And those responsible for this senseless waste of human life will hear you too! Loud and clear!" "We LOVE YOU HOMELANDER! WE LOVE YOU MAEVE! THANK YOU! THANK YOU! HOMELANDER! QUEEN MAEVE THANK YOU! YOU'RE OUR HEROES!" "Thank you, thank you, thank you but...we...we are just here to help. You guys! All of you!" Homelander turned around gestured to everyone at the airport as he floated into the air alongside Queen Maeve and then pointed right at them. "YOU'RE THE REAL HEROES!" The crowd erupted into jubilant cheers. "HOMELANDER! HOMELANDER! HOMELANDER! HOMELANDER! HOMELANDER!" "Well...there you have it, Ladies And Gentlemen. Once again, the day is saved, thanks to Homelander and Queen Maeve."  (Go ahead. Celebrate while you can. Feed them your bullshit. I'm gonna fucking have you. You cunt.)
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