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Post by Valhalla Erikson on May 8, 2021 0:36:25 GMT
Note: This series came to me when I was binging Invincible. Which features a group of young aspiring superheroes, with diverse backgrounds and various morals band together and become one cohesive superhero group. So I figure why not take that concept and use it for this? The series is a bit like MHA meets Invincible in terms of tone but, instead of a superhero school. it's more like Teen Titans or Young Justice. Rating wise this is MA: Not a kid friendly superhero series.
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Post by SuperKamiGuy1 on May 8, 2021 0:38:09 GMT
Note: This series came to me when I was binging Invincible. Which features a group of young aspiring superheroes, with diverse backgrounds and various morals band together and become one cohesive superhero group. So I figure why not take that concept and use it for this? The series is a bit like MHA meets Invincible in terms of tone but, instead of a superhero school. it's more like Teen Titans or Young Justice. Rating wise this is MA: Not a kid friendly superhero series. This is going to be awesome!  |
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Post by Valhalla Erikson on May 8, 2021 0:41:52 GMT
I've always find superhero series featuring a group of teenagers more interesting than say adults. When done well you can see the kids grow into renown superheroes and a well adjusted supergroup.  |
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Post by SuperKamiGuy1 on May 8, 2021 1:38:50 GMT
 Guardian Angel. Flying Brick. More Details Soon. |
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Post by SuperKamiGuy1 on May 8, 2021 2:31:37 GMT
Sharkie Lee! |
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Post by SuperKamiGuy1 on Jun 14, 2021 21:45:51 GMT
Zane Tyson was a few blocks away jogging down the street while practicing his boxing. He was wearing a light blue t-shirt with the words 'You Want Results? Train Harder.' emblazoned on it in right red. His hands were wrapped up with ropes in a Muay-Thai style. Partially because it looked cool and partially because it would allow him to deliver more force per hit in case he got jumped. He was wearing ripped blue jeans on his legs for extra 'attitude' points. He has spiky light brown hair with short bangs and a handsome muscled physique. The physique of a gymnast martial artist. His white tennis shoes with their black laces were pounding the pavement as he jogged through the city, moving side-to-side a little while mixing up his punches. It was a rare idyllic peaceful day in Tranquilium
and he was making the most of it to have a nice long jog and workout . He had a lot of training to do after this today so he was going to enjoy the peace while he could. Unfortunately said peace was shattered when he heard a voice in his ear comm. "Code Red." It was Miss Kimura! She was under attack! He immediately stopped and turned back around and began hauling ass back in the direction of her house. Fortunately he wasn't too far away. He could make it. By putting pedal to the metal and going all out he could tear up the ground at 30 MPH and rush to her location. While doing so he pulled out his phone. "Hey bossman it's me! We've got an emergency at Kimura's!"
Carola Moriko Masako Severina Kimura sipped her morning coffee while she enjoyed the quiet of the day. The warmth of the coffee became warmth within her. She obtained a real sense of serenity within and all became right with the world. A quiet relaxing morning, a rare day off work, warm coffee and soft jazzy music. The best morning she could ask for. She was currently dressed in a primarily black robe with the logo of a koala on the back surrounded by a black circle with the words Koala Kai written in red cursive letters. Strike First. Strike Hard. Hug Often. On her feet in contrast were fuzzy pink bunny slippers. Her dark, straight, roughly neck length hair was hanging loose today. It was just a really chill day. She closed her eyes and listened to the birds chirping as the Morning Sun rose up. She continued enjoying her coffee on this calm relaxing day until she got up for her next cup of coffee. She watched the steaming hot cup fill up and smiled. She liked her coffee hot. Her eyes darted to the side as she heard bells jingling but she didn't let on that she heard it. Instead she whispered into her arm. "Code Red." The silent alarm turned on.
After she set the pot back down she headed back upstairs to get dressed. She walked down the hallway and started to turn the corner when a knife came sailing through the air! She stepped back around the corner as the knife embedded itself in the wall and took another sip of her coffee. Carola had a pretty good idea of who was attacking.
The insane giggling only confirmed it for her as a jester soon appeared and pulled the knife out of the wall. "MUAHAHAHAHAAAAAA! Not bad! Not bad at all, mademoiselle! Impressive reflexes!" The jester taunted her. She was dressed in a black corset worn over a purple and black striped shirt, black and purple striped pants with leather stiletto boots. Her face was covered in ghostly white makeup with a bloody smile, literally she used blood for makeup, on her lips and stretching up to her ears. She had a jester hat on with silver bells jingling on the ends. Her jade eyes were wild with bloodlust and madness. Carola fought the urge to roll her eyes.
(Not this refrigerator bullshit again.)
Meurtrière Le Fou tossed her knives up and down in a juggling motion and then she caught them and twirled them rapidly. "Oui, Oui, it's me! Meurtrière Le Fou! Which means look alive, it's time to die!" She closed in quickly with one knife held out and the other held up ready to strike but she was certainly not expecting Carola to step to her, switch her coffee cup to her other hand and then she swung her arm to the side and caught the knife in her hand! Then she leaned in and spewed the hot coffee in her face! Meurtrière cried out and staggered backwards only for Carola to capitalize on this and smash the coffee cup in her face! Coffee, tea, hot chocolate and other hot beverages are usually served at 160° to 180° F, resulting in almost instantaneous burns that may require surgery. A fact that the deranged jester was feeling right now as she screamed in pain from the burning hot coffee that had just been smashed into her face!
"OH JESUS CHRIST! WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU?!" Meurtrière screamed in pain as she dropped her knifes and grabbed her face.
"Tch. What? You thought you could just break in here, cut me up and shove me into the fridge? You're not even as old as that trick. It's outdated for a reason." Carol scoffed. "You know what? Let me put this in a way you'd understand." She dragged the jester up with one hand and curled up the other one.
"C’est moi qui décide quand je mourrai." *I am the one who decides when I die.* She snarled and prepared to smash her right arm into her face when she saw a reflection in the window and she immediately turned around and raised her right arm in front of her face in time to deflect a bullet off of the metal underneath her skin.
The clown was wearing a blood red ruffled leggings with a ruffled long sleeved shirt in the same color. There were a few puffy pompoms down his torso. He had curled shoes on and white gloves on his hands. He was wearing a combination of a mask and facepaint. The primarily white mask made his face look like a skull albeit with some black paint on the nose. It matched his pitch black sclera with red irises. The mask made it appear as if his lips had been cut away, showing off gums and his razor sharp teeth. His wild orangish-red hair hung down around his face. "Bloodthirst. To what do I owe this displeasure?" She knew backup was inbound thanks to the chip in her head. Right now she just needed to buy a little time.
The Tranquilium City Terrorizer laughed. It was a haunting, howling mad laugh. The laugh of a man who reveled in blood and death. He lowered his Smith & Wesson Model 15-3 with it's customized telescoping 21-inch barrel and sneered at her.
"Masterful block my dear, and burning my dear Meurtrière's darling face with your morning coffee? Talk about creative! You are ruthless Miss Kimura. Small wonder 'Siddy loves you so much. Which brings me why I'm here. You see, Valentine's Day is coming up soon and I thought of the most wonderful present for him. Your body parts cut up and artistically arranged in the shape of a large heart with little bits of chocolate on each body part and your head in the middle! Now doesn't that sound lovely?"
"....About that. You know that whole, no kill rule?"
"Ahhh such a lovely and wonderful thing isn't it? We can spray all the blood we want throughout the city and the heroes won't ever-"
"Yea, yeah, yeah. See, here's the thing about that." She grabbed one of the dropped knives and flung it down the hallway! "I'm not a cape."
"Clearly!" He laughed as the blade tore through his gun barrel. He dropped it and dodged the knife while dancing to the side. Rather than blindly pursue him however, Carola grabbed the jester, hauled her to her feet and advanced down the hallway while covering her mouth. Once they reached the end of the hallway the mad clown lunged out from behind the corner and prepared to open fire with dual submachine guns only for Carola to fling his own jester at him! Caught off guard he caught her but this gave her a chance to close in and smack one gun out of his hand and then the other one before she landed a few hits on him that he blocked using Meurtrière's body until she tossed her aside and smacked him across the face and kicked him in the stomach. He laughed as he slid backwards and opened up his hands and a pair of machetes appeared in his hands. She raised her fists. He was a slippery one and he was able to summon up weapons but if she could just land a good solid hit with her cybernetic arm she would be fine. Either way backup was inbound. She just had to hold him off. Or knock his teeth out. Whichever came first.
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Post by Valhalla Erikson on Jun 14, 2021 22:26:14 GMT
Elizabeth Chase
Liz yawned as she used her powers to connect herself to the side of a building. The comics make patrolling the city for crime looks so easy. You'd do a few routine searches but eventually, you'd catch a supervillain with his pants down and deliver some swift heroic justice. As for her? She’s been patrolling this city for five hours and the only crime she just so happen to prevent was somebody from Jaywalking. At this point, she'd consider that a total win. "A hero has to start somewhere," Her bro Cody says over the earpiece. He's perhaps the only member of the family who hasn't got any superpowers. Unless you'd count Super Intelligence as such. Well, the other scientist may not but Liz most certainly does! This is the same Cody who once built The Chase Jet at the age of 10.! "I honestly doubt the greats like Spider-Man or Superman's first outings were this anti-climatic," Elizabeth says while playing a Guardian beat-em-up game on her holographic tablet to help pass the time. "Hell, Batman has crime happening in Gotham 24/7" "You're thinking of Knightfall again sis. And that arc is a prime example of what happens when you do that 24/7." Cody explained
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Post by SuperKamiGuy1 on Jun 14, 2021 23:11:13 GMT
Elizabeth Chase
Liz yawned as she used her powers to connect herself to the side of a building. The comics make patrolling the city for crime looks so easy. You'd do a few routine searches but eventually, you'd catch a supervillain with his pants down and deliver some swift heroic justice. As for her? She’s been patrolling this city for five hours and the only crime she just so happen to prevent was somebody from Jaywalking. At this point, she'd consider that a total win. "A hero has to start somewhere," Her bro Cody says over the earpiece. He's perhaps the only member of the family who hasn't got any superpowers. Unless you'd count Super Intelligence as such. Well, the other scientist may not but Liz most certainly does! This is the same Cody who once built The Chase Jet at the age of 10.! "I honestly doubt the greats like Spider-Man or Superman's first outings were this anti-climatic," Elizabeth says while playing a Guardian beat-em-up game on her holographic tablet to help pass the time. "Hell, Batman has crime happening in Gotham 24/7" "You're thinking of Knightfall again sis. And that arc is a prime example of what happens when you do that 24/7." Cody explained Welcome to the party kids! So happy to have you here! IC! A streak of speed lightning zapped into a bank and then back out! Elizabeth's reflexes quickly caught its movements and she paused her game. "Heads up. Looks like we have some action." The bolt zapped itself across the street and began speeding in and out of stores and then running down the street. Elizabeth smiled. A speedster thief was it? Oh this was going to be fun! She put her game back in her pocket, zipped it up and then she leaped off of the building and chased after the speedster. |
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Post by Valhalla Erikson on Jun 14, 2021 23:20:06 GMT
Elizabeth Chase
Liz yawned as she used her powers to connect herself to the side of a building. The comics make patrolling the city for crime looks so easy. You'd do a few routine searches but eventually, you'd catch a supervillain with his pants down and deliver some swift heroic justice. As for her? She’s been patrolling this city for five hours and the only crime she just so happen to prevent was somebody from Jaywalking. At this point, she'd consider that a total win. "A hero has to start somewhere," Her bro Cody says over the earpiece. He's perhaps the only member of the family who hasn't got any superpowers. Unless you'd count Super Intelligence as such. Well, the other scientist may not but Liz most certainly does! This is the same Cody who once built The Chase Jet at the age of 10.! "I honestly doubt the greats like Spider-Man or Superman's first outings were this anti-climatic," Elizabeth says while playing a Guardian beat-em-up game on her holographic tablet to help pass the time. "Hell, Batman has crime happening in Gotham 24/7" "You're thinking of Knightfall again sis. And that arc is a prime example of what happens when you do that 24/7." Cody explained Welcome to the party kids! So happy to have you here! IC! A streak of speed lightning zapped into a bank and then back out! Elizabeth's reflexes quickly caught its movements and she paused her game. "Heads up. Looks like we have some action." The bolt zapped itself across the street and began speeding in and out of stores and then running down the street. Elizabeth smiled. A speedster thief was it? Oh this was going to be fun! She put her game back in her pocket, zipped it up and then she leaped off of the building and chased after the speedster. "Liz, get close enough for me to do an image read" Cody instructed while his sister flies down till she's smack dab in the center of downtown Hyperius City. The plan that Liz has is very simple, she's going to get close enough to the thief till she's able to match the speeedsters....well speed. The instant her feet touched the floor the whole world started to slow down, her gaze fixated on the speedster now. "Ok, Cat-Burgler, lets see who you really are" |
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Post by Valhalla Erikson on Jun 14, 2021 23:23:36 GMT
Elizabeth Chase outfit |
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Post by SuperKamiGuy1 on Jun 14, 2021 23:46:34 GMT
Welcome to the party kids! So happy to have you here! IC! A streak of speed lightning zapped into a bank and then back out! Elizabeth's reflexes quickly caught its movements and she paused her game. "Heads up. Looks like we have some action." The bolt zapped itself across the street and began speeding in and out of stores and then running down the street. Elizabeth smiled. A speedster thief was it? Oh this was going to be fun! She put her game back in her pocket, zipped it up and then she leaped off of the building and chased after the speedster. "Liz, get close enough for me to do an image read" Cody instructed while his sister flies down till she's smack dab in the center of downtown Hyperius City. The plan that Liz has is very simple, she's going to get close enough to the thief till she's able to match the speeedsters....well speed. The instant her feet touched the floor the whole world started to slow down, her gaze fixated on the speedster now. "Ok, Cat-Burgler, lets see who you really are" The speedster ran past Elizabeth and turned her head to look at her as she noticed Elizabeth could see her. Her hair was a platinum blonde and her eyes were covered by a visor. She was wearing a sleeveless red jumpsuit with red boots on her feet. There were red gloves on her hands and she had a red belt around her waist. She had a large bag in her hands which she was using to carry all the stolen money. The speedster stopped and looked at her and waved a hand in front of her face. Elizabeth smirked and did the same. "Rest assured, I come in peace. So long as you return everything you stole." "Damn man. You're Elizabeth Chase, right? Big fan of yours but...yeah, no. I don't really feel like it. I took it. So it's mine." "Sorry that's not how that works, Speedy." "The name's Velocity. Fastest girl in the world." "Until you met me." She scoffed. "Alright. Wanna play it like that?" She set the bag down. "You and me. One lap around the entire city back to here. You win? I'll let you have the money. No questions asked. I win? I'll keep your money and your gear. Sound fair? Come on. Let's see how fast you really are, Lizzy." |
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Post by SuperKamiGuy1 on Jun 14, 2021 23:46:54 GMT
Elizabeth Chase outfit Looking real good Elizabeth! |
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Post by Valhalla Erikson on Jun 15, 2021 0:02:09 GMT
"Liz, get close enough for me to do an image read" Cody instructed while his sister flies down till she's smack dab in the center of downtown Hyperius City. The plan that Liz has is very simple, she's going to get close enough to the thief till she's able to match the speeedsters....well speed. The instant her feet touched the floor the whole world started to slow down, her gaze fixated on the speedster now. "Ok, Cat-Burgler, lets see who you really are" The speedster ran past Elizabeth and turned her head to look at her as she noticed Elizabeth could see her. Her hair was a platinum blonde and her eyes were covered by a visor. She was wearing a sleeveless red jumpsuit with red boots on her feet. There were red gloves on her hands and she had a red belt around her waist. She had a large bag in her hands which she was using to carry all the stolen money. The speedster stopped and looked at her and waved a hand in front of her face. Elizabeth smirked and did the same. "Rest assured, I come in peace. So long as you return everything you stole." "Damn man. You're Elizabeth Chase, right? Big fan of yours but...yeah, no. I don't really feel like it. I took it. So it's mine." "Sorry that's not how that works, Speedy." "The name's Velocity. Fastest girl in the world." "Until you met me." She scoffed. "Alright. Wanna play it like that?" She set the bag down. "You and me. One lap around the entire city back to here. You win? I'll let you have the money. No questions asked. I win? I'll keep your money and your gear. Sound fair? Come on. Let's see how fast you really are, Lizzy." "Back up...When she means gear, is she implying....OK, first outing and already you're having a Catwoman moment" Cody teased "OK this is where I'm going to ignore you now" Elizabeth does some stretches while the world still runs in slow motion. She noticed Velocity tilting her head in a confused manner, "Cody Chase, my Know-It-All little brother" "OMG The Infamous Chase Twins right?! Say...win or lose, can I get a selfie?" "Won't this put a damper on our rep?" Cody asked Elizabeth held out one finger at Velocity then turned her attention to Cody, "Not really. Big Bro did a photo op with the Titan Squad awhile back...Ok, I'll ask her" "You up for a lap around the whole country instead? Same stipulations applies and the coffee shop in Hyperius is the finish line, deal?" |
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Post by SuperKamiGuy1 on Jun 15, 2021 0:47:05 GMT
Zane Tyson was a few blocks away jogging down the street while practicing his boxing. He was wearing a light blue t-shirt with the words 'You Want Results? Train Harder.' emblazoned on it in right red. His hands were wrapped up with ropes in a Muay-Thai style. Partially because it looked cool and partially because it would allow him to deliver more force per hit in case he got jumped. He was wearing ripped blue jeans on his legs for extra 'attitude' points. He has spiky light brown hair with short bangs and a handsome muscled physique. The physique of a gymnast martial artist. His white tennis shoes with their black laces were pounding the pavement as he jogged through the city, moving side-to-side a little while mixing up his punches. It was a rare idyllic peaceful day in Tranquilium and he was making the most of it to have a nice long jog and workout . He had a lot of training to do after this today so he was going to enjoy the peace while he could. Unfortunately said peace was shattered when he heard a voice in his ear comm. "Code Red." It was Miss Kimura! She was under attack! He immediately stopped and turned back around and began hauling ass back in the direction of her house. Fortunately he wasn't too far away. He could make it. By putting pedal to the metal and going all out he could tear up the ground at 30 MPH and rush to her location. While doing so he pulled out his phone. "Hey bossman it's me! We've got an emergency at Kimura's!" Carola Moriko Masako Severina Kimura sipped her morning coffee while she enjoyed the quiet of the day. The warmth of the coffee became warmth within her. She obtained a real sense of serenity within and all became right with the world. A quiet relaxing morning, a rare day off work, warm coffee and soft jazzy music. The best morning she could ask for. She was currently dressed in a primarily black robe with the logo of a koala on the back surrounded by a black circle with the words Koala Kai written in red cursive letters. Strike First. Strike Hard. Hug Often. On her feet in contrast were fuzzy pink bunny slippers. Her dark, straight, roughly neck length hair was hanging loose today. It was just a really chill day. She closed her eyes and listened to the birds chirping as the Morning Sun rose up. She continued enjoying her coffee on this calm relaxing day until she got up for her next cup of coffee. She watched the steaming hot cup fill up and smiled. She liked her coffee hot. Her eyes darted to the side as she heard bells jingling but she didn't let on that she heard it. Instead she whispered into her arm. "Code Red." The silent alarm turned on. After she set the pot back down she headed back upstairs to get dressed. She walked down the hallway and started to turn the corner when a knife came sailing through the air! She stepped back around the corner as the knife embedded itself in the wall and took another sip of her coffee. Carola had a pretty good idea of who was attacking. The insane giggling only confirmed it for her as a jester soon appeared and pulled the knife out of the wall. "MUAHAHAHAHAAAAAA! Not bad! Not bad at all, mademoiselle! Impressive reflexes!" The jester taunted her. She was dressed in a black corset worn over a purple and black striped shirt, black and purple striped pants with leather stiletto boots. Her face was covered in ghostly white makeup with a bloody smile, literally she used blood for makeup, on her lips and stretching up to her ears. She had a jester hat on with silver bells jingling on the ends. Her jade eyes were wild with bloodlust and madness. Carola fought the urge to roll her eyes. (Not this refrigerator bullshit again.)
Meurtrière Le Fou tossed her knives up and down in a juggling motion and then she caught them and twirled them rapidly. "Oui, Oui, it's me! Meurtrière Le Fou! Which means look alive, it's time to die!" She closed in quickly with one knife held out and the other held up ready to strike but she was certainly not expecting Carola to step to her, switch her coffee cup to her other hand and then she swung her arm to the side and caught the knife in her hand! Then she leaned in and spewed the hot coffee in her face! Meurtrière cried out and staggered backwards only for Carola to capitalize on this and smash the coffee cup in her face! Coffee, tea, hot chocolate and other hot beverages are usually served at 160° to 180° F, resulting in almost instantaneous burns that may require surgery. A fact that the deranged jester was feeling right now as she screamed in pain from the burning hot coffee that had just been smashed into her face! "OH JESUS CHRIST! WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU?!" Meurtrière screamed in pain as she dropped her knifes and grabbed her face. "Tch. What? You thought you could just break in here, cut me up and shove me into the fridge? You're not even as old as that trick. It's outdated for a reason." Carol scoffed. "You know what? Let me put this in a way you'd understand." She dragged the jester up with one hand and curled up the other one. "C’est moi qui décide quand je mourrai." *I am the one who decides when I die.* She snarled and prepared to smash her right arm into her face when she saw a reflection in the window and she immediately turned around and raised her right arm in front of her face in time to deflect a bullet off of the metal underneath her skin. The clown was wearing a blood red ruffled leggings with a ruffled long sleeved shirt in the same color. There were a few puffy pompoms down his torso. He had curled shoes on and white gloves on his hands. He was wearing a combination of a mask and facepaint. The primarily white mask made his face look like a skull albeit with some black paint on the nose. It matched his pitch black sclera with red irises. The mask made it appear as if his lips had been cut away, showing off gums and his razor sharp teeth. His wild orangish-red hair hung down around his face. " Bloodthirst. To what do I owe this displeasure?" She knew backup was inbound thanks to the chip in her head. Right now she just needed to buy a little time. The Tranquilium City Terrorizer laughed. It was a haunting, howling mad laugh. The laugh of a man who reveled in blood and death. He lowered his Smith & Wesson Model 15-3 with it's customized telescoping 21-inch barrel and sneered at her. "Masterful block my dear, and burning my dear Meurtrière's darling face with your morning coffee? Talk about creative! You are ruthless Miss Kimura. Small wonder 'Siddy loves you so much. Which brings me why I'm here. You see, Valentine's Day is coming up soon and I thought of the most wonderful present for him. Your body parts cut up and artistically arranged in the shape of a large heart with little bits of chocolate on each body part and your head in the middle! Now doesn't that sound lovely?" "....About that. You know that whole, no kill rule?" "Ahhh such a lovely and wonderful thing isn't it? We can spray all the blood we want throughout the city and the heroes won't ever-" "Yea, yeah, yeah. See, here's the thing about that." She grabbed one of the dropped knives and flung it down the hallway! "I'm not a cape." "Clearly!" He laughed as the blade tore through his gun barrel. He dropped it and dodged the knife while dancing to the side. Rather than blindly pursue him however, Carola grabbed the jester, hauled her to her feet and advanced down the hallway while covering her mouth. Once they reached the end of the hallway the mad clown lunged out from behind the corner and prepared to open fire with dual submachine guns only for Carola to fling his own jester at him! Caught off guard he caught her but this gave her a chance to close in and smack one gun out of his hand and then the other one before she landed a few hits on him that he blocked using Meurtrière's body until she tossed her aside and smacked him across the face and kicked him in the stomach. He laughed as he slid backwards and opened up his hands and a pair of machetes appeared in his hands. She raised her fists. He was a slippery one and he was able to summon up weapons but if she could just land a good solid hit with her cybernetic arm she would be fine. Either way backup was inbound. She just had to hold him off. Or knock his teeth out. Whichever came first. The attack resumed. The clown swinging his machete blades around wildly while Carola maneuvered around him while blocking his machete blades with her cybernetic arm. It wasn't much but it was the only real defense she had. He was fast and erratic. If it wasn't for her cybernetic arm he would've cut her to ribbons by now. She maneuvered around him while blocking his continuous attacks with her arm until he overextended with one blade and she dodged it, slipped behind him and grabbed his arm and drove her cybernetic fist into his back with enough force to throw him through the air. He crashed into a shelf but just laughed off the impact. He turned around and flung the machetes at her but she deflected them aside, grabbed a chair and flung that at him in retaliation! The chair crashed into him and broke into pieces which knocked him back and off of his feet but he just laughed it off and stood back up. He summoned a flamethrower next and aimed it at her. "Oh you've gotta be fucking kidding!" "BURN BABY BURN!" The clown screamed and turned it on. The weapon sprayed flames across the kitchen and she dived over the table and dropped to the ground. It was only a temporary safety, a few precious seconds at best, but it was enough. "Fire Suppression System On!" She called out and nozzles opened up in her ceiling and began spraying water everywhere! Bloodthirst looked up in surprise as he was subsequently drenched along with everything in the kitchen. He looked at his flamethrower and laughed as he flung it aside. She grabbed the table next, turned it over and moved it around before striking it with her palm and flinging it across the room! He dodged it and summoned a machine gun as she ran for cover. She dashed into the living room and hid behind a wall as he resumed spraying around with it. Bloodthirst's power allowed him to store inorganic materials in a pocket dimension inside himself to summon at a moment's notice. It made him an exceedingly dangerous villain. Especially combined with his utter insanity. "Come out come out wherever you are!" He laughed as he approached the living room while continuing to spray the bullets as she ducked down to the floor and began making her way to a coffee table shelf where she held a gun of her own. If she could just make it she had a chance. Zane arrived outside of her house and raced towards the door and forced it open. He was greeted with water coming down, which was nice and refreshing after the run, and the chorus of madness and gunfire, which was horrifying. He wasted no time in dashing down the hallway into the kitchen and kicking him from behind! He knocked the clown down to his knees and then he jumped on him and began wailing on him until Bloodthirst was able to knock him away. He rolled with the hit and got on his feet as Bloodthirst pulled himself up and laughed again. "Well hey there kiddo! How you UNGF!" Zane shut him up with a few kicks to the face followed by one to his back! Zane then grabbed him and flung him through the air and through the window! He crashed through the window and fell down to the ground outside. "MISS KIMURA! MISS KIMURA ARE YOU OKAY?!" He called out. "I'm here!" She peeked her head back out. "Hey kid. Nice timing. I'm fine. Go whoop his ass." "Gladly." He gave her a thumbs up and jumped out through the window. She sighed with relief. "Suppression system off!" The water stopped spraying and she got up and went for her guns. "Thank God I've doubled up on insurance." Bloodthirst had more than a few cuts on his body and head from the shards but he just laughed it off. "Well hell! Defenestration? Just like that? What is he teaching you?" "How to kick the crap out of failed comedians." Zane smirked and got ready to finish the fight. |
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Post by SuperKamiGuy1 on Jun 15, 2021 0:57:35 GMT
The speedster ran past Elizabeth and turned her head to look at her as she noticed Elizabeth could see her. Her hair was a platinum blonde and her eyes were covered by a visor. She was wearing a sleeveless red jumpsuit with red boots on her feet. There were red gloves on her hands and she had a red belt around her waist. She had a large bag in her hands which she was using to carry all the stolen money. The speedster stopped and looked at her and waved a hand in front of her face. Elizabeth smirked and did the same. "Rest assured, I come in peace. So long as you return everything you stole." "Damn man. You're Elizabeth Chase, right? Big fan of yours but...yeah, no. I don't really feel like it. I took it. So it's mine." "Sorry that's not how that works, Speedy." "The name's Velocity. Fastest girl in the world." "Until you met me." She scoffed. "Alright. Wanna play it like that?" She set the bag down. "You and me. One lap around the entire city back to here. You win? I'll let you have the money. No questions asked. I win? I'll keep your money and your gear. Sound fair? Come on. Let's see how fast you really are, Lizzy." "Back up...When she means gear, is she implying....OK, first outing and already you're having a Catwoman moment" Cody teased "OK this is where I'm going to ignore you now" Elizabeth does some stretches while the world still runs in slow motion. She noticed Velocity tilting her head in a confused manner, "Cody Chase, my Know-It-All little brother" "OMG The Infamous Chase Twins right?! Say...win or lose, can I get a selfie?" "Won't this put a damper on our rep?" Cody asked Elizabeth held out one finger at Velocity then turned her attention to Cody, "Not really. Big Bro did a photo op with the Titan Squad awhile back...Ok, I'll ask her" "You up for a lap around the whole country instead? Same stipulations applies and the coffee shop in Hyperius is the finish line, deal?" "Tall, Dark and Coffee Bar. Love that place. Alright, you've got a bet. Follow me." She zipped away to the coffee bar with Elizabeth in hot pursuit. They arrived at t same time and she placed the money bag on the counter. "Hey you!" Velocity told the cashier. "Keep this safe. Don't take any of it. For your own good. We're running a bet on it. Cool? Cool." She grabbed a coffee from a customer, chugged it and tossed it in the trash. "Alright, lets do this." Elizabeth zipped over and placed a few 20's on the counter. "Sorry about her. Here. This should pay for a new drink. I'll be right back." Elizabeth smiled at the customer and walked out with Velocity. Velocity hopped up and down while Elizabeth performed her stretches. "One lap around the country back to here. Don't fall behind now." Velocity teased Elizabeth. "Pffft. Just do your best to keep up so I don't leave you in the dust." Elizabeth replied. "You ready?" "Ready." "Set." She took a running pose and Elizabeth did the same. "GO!" They took off! |
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Post by Valhalla Erikson on Jun 15, 2021 2:22:26 GMT
Much like in RL you won't find a soundtrack playing while the two lovely ladies embark on their race. Just to humor you true believers, If there ever comes a moment when this scenario does need a soundtrack, there is one song I feel fits this particular scene perfectly. She's still doing her superhero thing but this is one of those rare moments when Elizabeth Chase get a chance to cut loose with her super speed and have fun. Every time she'd just go on a run she couldn't feel so alive as she does now. She felt like a Cheetah running free across an open terrain. She and Velocity ran across the bridge of Hyperius City, despite the fact they're running on water they may as well run on top a hard surface. Elizabeth smiled and she speed up further.
Velocity didn't expect Liz to keep up let alone run ahead of her but she felt pleased by that (Looks like you'll be quite a challenge after all)
Her eyes observed Liz's gear, it resembled the kind of wetsuit she'd personally wear whenever she'd want to have a routine lap around the ocean but looks can be deceiving. It doesn't look like something you'd normally get from the store. She also examines Liz's physical frame, there's a natural beauty that isn't glamour like the high classed females she'd interact with. They'd flaunt their body like they're a priceless work of art but to Velocity it was all cheap and fake looking. Liz doesn't have any of those yet she's not the sort who'd flaunt it either, a fact that has made her come to respect the young Chase Sibling |
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Post by SuperKamiGuy1 on Jun 15, 2021 2:44:05 GMT
Much like in RL you won't find a soundtrack playing while the two lovely ladies embark on their race. Just to humor you true believers, If there ever comes a moment when this scenario does need a soundtrack, there is one song I feel fits this particular scene perfectly. She's still doing her superhero thing but this is one of those rare moments when Elizabeth Chase get a chance to cut loose with her super speed and have fun. Every time she'd just go on a run she couldn't feel so alive as she does now. She felt like a Cheetah running free across an open terrain. She and Velocity ran across the bridge of Hyperius City, despite the fact they're running on water they may as well run on top a hard surface. Elizabeth smiled and she speed up further.
Velocity didn't expect Liz to keep up let alone run ahead of her but she felt pleased by that (Looks like you'll be quite a challenge after all)
Her eyes observed Liz's gear, it resembled the kind of wetsuit she'd personally wear whenever she'd want to have a routine lap around the ocean but looks can be deceiving. It doesn't look like something you'd normally get from the store. She also examines Liz's physical frame, there's a natural beauty that isn't glamour like the high classed females she'd interact with. They'd flaunt their body like they're a priceless work of art but to Velocity it was all cheap and fake looking. Liz doesn't have any of those yet she's not the sort who'd flaunt it either, a fact that has made her come to respect the young Chase Sibling "Ohhh this is going to be fun! I haven't had a workout like this in a good while!" Velocity complimented her and sped up to pass Elizabeth. They navigated the bay and zipped around and past boats before coming back together. They sped forward at hyper speed, swiftly leaving the city behind and soon speeding past the others. It was all a blur of speed but their minds went into a relaxed zen state where they avoided obstacles in their path on pure instinct, allowing them to traverse the country at super speed without crashing into anything or anyone. They were neck and neck for most of the race. Whenever one of them would start to pull ahead the other would speed up and catch back up to her. They reached the end of the country and then turned around and started heading back to Hyperius city. Velocity laughed like a little kid. "This has been so much fun, Lizzie! You've been so much fun! Really!" "Ha! I thought you were just a thief but you're great too. I haven't raced anyone quite like you before, Velocity." "Thank you. Sadly however all good things must come to an end." "What do you mean by that?" "It's been fun." Velocity replied with a smirk. "MAXIMUM EFFORT!" She called out and sped up with a sudden bust of speed! "Woah!" Elizabeth could only say as she watched her swiftly outrun her. "Okay. So you wanna play it like that? Let's play!" |
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Post by Valhalla Erikson on Jun 15, 2021 2:47:39 GMT
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Post by SuperKamiGuy1 on Jun 15, 2021 3:02:19 GMT
OT: Will reply more tomorrow! NIGHT! |
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Post by SuperKamiGuy1 on Jun 30, 2021 20:42:47 GMT
Zane Tyson was a few blocks away jogging down the street while practicing his boxing. He was wearing a light blue t-shirt with the words 'You Want Results? Train Harder.' emblazoned on it in right red. His hands were wrapped up with ropes in a Muay-Thai style. Partially because it looked cool and partially because it would allow him to deliver more force per hit in case he got jumped. He was wearing ripped blue jeans on his legs for extra 'attitude' points. He has spiky light brown hair with short bangs and a handsome muscled physique. The physique of a gymnast martial artist. His white tennis shoes with their black laces were pounding the pavement as he jogged through the city, moving side-to-side a little while mixing up his punches. It was a rare idyllic peaceful day in Tranquilium and he was making the most of it to have a nice long jog and workout . He had a lot of training to do after this today so he was going to enjoy the peace while he could. Unfortunately said peace was shattered when he heard a voice in his ear comm. "Code Red." It was Miss Kimura! She was under attack! He immediately stopped and turned back around and began hauling ass back in the direction of her house. Fortunately he wasn't too far away. He could make it. By putting pedal to the metal and going all out he could tear up the ground at 30 MPH and rush to her location. While doing so he pulled out his phone. "Hey bossman it's me! We've got an emergency at Kimura's!" Carola Moriko Masako Severina Kimura sipped her morning coffee while she enjoyed the quiet of the day. The warmth of the coffee became warmth within her. She obtained a real sense of serenity within and all became right with the world. A quiet relaxing morning, a rare day off work, warm coffee and soft jazzy music. The best morning she could ask for. She was currently dressed in a primarily black robe with the logo of a koala on the back surrounded by a black circle with the words Koala Kai written in red cursive letters. Strike First. Strike Hard. Hug Often. On her feet in contrast were fuzzy pink bunny slippers. Her dark, straight, roughly neck length hair was hanging loose today. It was just a really chill day. She closed her eyes and listened to the birds chirping as the Morning Sun rose up. She continued enjoying her coffee on this calm relaxing day until she got up for her next cup of coffee. She watched the steaming hot cup fill up and smiled. She liked her coffee hot. Her eyes darted to the side as she heard bells jingling but she didn't let on that she heard it. Instead she whispered into her arm. "Code Red." The silent alarm turned on. After she set the pot back down she headed back upstairs to get dressed. She walked down the hallway and started to turn the corner when a knife came sailing through the air! She stepped back around the corner as the knife embedded itself in the wall and took another sip of her coffee. Carola had a pretty good idea of who was attacking. The insane giggling only confirmed it for her as a jester soon appeared and pulled the knife out of the wall. "MUAHAHAHAHAAAAAA! Not bad! Not bad at all, mademoiselle! Impressive reflexes!" The jester taunted her. She was dressed in a black corset worn over a purple and black striped shirt, black and purple striped pants with leather stiletto boots. Her face was covered in ghostly white makeup with a bloody smile, literally she used blood for makeup, on her lips and stretching up to her ears. She had a jester hat on with silver bells jingling on the ends. Her jade eyes were wild with bloodlust and madness. Carola fought the urge to roll her eyes. (Not this refrigerator bullshit again.)
Meurtrière Le Fou tossed her knives up and down in a juggling motion and then she caught them and twirled them rapidly. "Oui, Oui, it's me! Meurtrière Le Fou! Which means look alive, it's time to die!" She closed in quickly with one knife held out and the other held up ready to strike but she was certainly not expecting Carola to step to her, switch her coffee cup to her other hand and then she swung her arm to the side and caught the knife in her hand! Then she leaned in and spewed the hot coffee in her face! Meurtrière cried out and staggered backwards only for Carola to capitalize on this and smash the coffee cup in her face! Coffee, tea, hot chocolate and other hot beverages are usually served at 160° to 180° F, resulting in almost instantaneous burns that may require surgery. A fact that the deranged jester was feeling right now as she screamed in pain from the burning hot coffee that had just been smashed into her face! "OH JESUS CHRIST! WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU?!" Meurtrière screamed in pain as she dropped her knifes and grabbed her face. "Tch. What? You thought you could just break in here, cut me up and shove me into the fridge? You're not even as old as that trick. It's outdated for a reason." Carol scoffed. "You know what? Let me put this in a way you'd understand." She dragged the jester up with one hand and curled up the other one. "C’est moi qui décide quand je mourrai." *I am the one who decides when I die.* She snarled and prepared to smash her right arm into her face when she saw a reflection in the window and she immediately turned around and raised her right arm in front of her face in time to deflect a bullet off of the metal underneath her skin. The clown was wearing a blood red ruffled leggings with a ruffled long sleeved shirt in the same color. There were a few puffy pompoms down his torso. He had curled shoes on and white gloves on his hands. He was wearing a combination of a mask and facepaint. The primarily white mask made his face look like a skull albeit with some black paint on the nose. It matched his pitch black sclera with red irises. The mask made it appear as if his lips had been cut away, showing off gums and his razor sharp teeth. His wild orangish-red hair hung down around his face. " Bloodthirst. To what do I owe this displeasure?" She knew backup was inbound thanks to the chip in her head. Right now she just needed to buy a little time. The Tranquilium City Terrorizer laughed. It was a haunting, howling mad laugh. The laugh of a man who reveled in blood and death. He lowered his Smith & Wesson Model 15-3 with it's customized telescoping 21-inch barrel and sneered at her. "Masterful block my dear, and burning my dear Meurtrière's darling face with your morning coffee? Talk about creative! You are ruthless Miss Kimura. Small wonder 'Siddy loves you so much. Which brings me why I'm here. You see, Valentine's Day is coming up soon and I thought of the most wonderful present for him. Your body parts cut up and artistically arranged in the shape of a large heart with little bits of chocolate on each body part and your head in the middle! Now doesn't that sound lovely?" "....About that. You know that whole, no kill rule?" "Ahhh such a lovely and wonderful thing isn't it? We can spray all the blood we want throughout the city and the heroes won't ever-" "Yea, yeah, yeah. See, here's the thing about that." She grabbed one of the dropped knives and flung it down the hallway! "I'm not a cape." "Clearly!" He laughed as the blade tore through his gun barrel. He dropped it and dodged the knife while dancing to the side. Rather than blindly pursue him however, Carola grabbed the jester, hauled her to her feet and advanced down the hallway while covering her mouth. Once they reached the end of the hallway the mad clown lunged out from behind the corner and prepared to open fire with dual submachine guns only for Carola to fling his own jester at him! Caught off guard he caught her but this gave her a chance to close in and smack one gun out of his hand and then the other one before she landed a few hits on him that he blocked using Meurtrière's body until she tossed her aside and smacked him across the face and kicked him in the stomach. He laughed as he slid backwards and opened up his hands and a pair of machetes appeared in his hands. She raised her fists. He was a slippery one and he was able to summon up weapons but if she could just land a good solid hit with her cybernetic arm she would be fine. Either way backup was inbound. She just had to hold him off. Or knock his teeth out. Whichever came first. The attack resumed. The clown swinging his machete blades around wildly while Carola maneuvered around him while blocking his machete blades with her cybernetic arm. It wasn't much but it was the only real defense she had. He was fast and erratic. If it wasn't for her cybernetic arm he would've cut her to ribbons by now. She maneuvered around him while blocking his continuous attacks with her arm until he overextended with one blade and she dodged it, slipped behind him and grabbed his arm and drove her cybernetic fist into his back with enough force to throw him through the air. He crashed into a shelf but just laughed off the impact. He turned around and flung the machetes at her but she deflected them aside, grabbed a chair and flung that at him in retaliation! The chair crashed into him and broke into pieces which knocked him back and off of his feet but he just laughed it off and stood back up. He summoned a flamethrower next and aimed it at her. "Oh you've gotta be fucking kidding!" "BURN BABY BURN!" The clown screamed and turned it on. The weapon sprayed flames across the kitchen and she dived over the table and dropped to the ground. It was only a temporary safety, a few precious seconds at best, but it was enough. "Fire Suppression System On!" She called out and nozzles opened up in her ceiling and began spraying water everywhere! Bloodthirst looked up in surprise as he was subsequently drenched along with everything in the kitchen. He looked at his flamethrower and laughed as he flung it aside. She grabbed the table next, turned it over and moved it around before striking it with her palm and flinging it across the room! He dodged it and summoned a machine gun as she ran for cover. She dashed into the living room and hid behind a wall as he resumed spraying around with it. Bloodthirst's power allowed him to store inorganic materials in a pocket dimension inside himself to summon at a moment's notice. It made him an exceedingly dangerous villain. Especially combined with his utter insanity. "Come out come out wherever you are!" He laughed as he approached the living room while continuing to spray the bullets as she ducked down to the floor and began making her way to a coffee table shelf where she held a gun of her own. If she could just make it she had a chance. Zane arrived outside of her house and raced towards the door and forced it open. He was greeted with water coming down, which was nice and refreshing after the run, and the chorus of madness and gunfire, which was horrifying. He wasted no time in dashing down the hallway into the kitchen and kicking him from behind! He knocked the clown down to his knees and then he jumped on him and began wailing on him until Bloodthirst was able to knock him away. He rolled with the hit and got on his feet as Bloodthirst pulled himself up and laughed again. "Well hey there kiddo! How you UNGF!" Zane shut him up with a few kicks to the face followed by one to his back! Zane then grabbed him and flung him through the air and through the window! He crashed through the window and fell down to the ground outside. "MISS KIMURA! MISS KIMURA ARE YOU OKAY?!" He called out. "I'm here!" She peeked her head back out. "Hey kid. Nice timing. I'm fine. Go whoop his ass." "Gladly." He gave her a thumbs up and jumped out through the window. She sighed with relief. "Suppression system off!" The water stopped spraying and she got up and went for her guns. "Thank God I've doubled up on insurance." Bloodthirst had more than a few cuts on his body and head from the shards but he just laughed it off. "Well hell! Defenestration? Just like that? What is he teaching you?" "How to kick the crap out of failed comedians." Zane smirked and got ready to finish the fight. Zane immediately went after him and grabbed the clown's right wrist and pulled it away before he could summon anything else and began laying into him with repeated punches to the face along with kicks to the groin. Despite the rapid damage he was accumulating and his mask breaking and the blood starting to run down his face, Bloodthirsty just laughed and sputtered blood out of his mouth and attacked in return with an overhead swing that Zane deflected aside and then he knocked him back, leaped into the air, grabbed Bloodthirsty's face and drove his knee into his forehead! As he was recoiling from that, Zane dropped an elbow on his head on his way down! Zane didn't hesitate for even a second however and once he dropped down to the ground he resumed thrashing the madman with a barrage of elbows, punches and kicks in all out offensive! Hard hitting punches to the body, elbows to the chest and jaw, kicks to the knee and side, he was unleashing holy hell on the murderous clown with blood spraying from him the whole time all while skillfully deflecting his attempts to punch back or kick at him without losing momentum! He continued pummeling him without rest for a minute straight before he turned around and drove an elbow into his sternum, grabbed him, kicked his leg and threw the clown over his head to slam him down on the grass hard enough to make an indent in the grass and dirt in the shape of the clown's body! Zane got on top of him, pinned one hand down and resumed pounding his face in with the other! Bloodthirst took every hit until he was able to grab Zane's wrist and wrestled with him until he could grab his other arm and throw him off! Zane flew seven feet away before he hit the ground and recovered. Bloodthirst sat right back up and laughed. Blood was streaming down his face and mouth and his mask was broken apart at this point. He laughed and spat out some teeth while clapping his hands together. "Woweeee wow! You are fired up today kid! Keep this up and you just might explode!" He laughed and summoned an M32 Rotary Grenade Launcher! He aimed the weapon at him and fired! Zane dashed out of the way as the grenade round struck the ground and exploded in a fireball! Bloodthirst stood up and fired on him again but he dodged it again! He began to close in on the maniac ready to finish it when he was interrupted by the sound of gunfire from behind Bloodthirst! Blood sprayed from Bloodthirst's head as three holes were opened up in his skull and he dropped to the ground. "So. About the whole no killing thing..." Carola blew on her Browning Hi-Power Mark III's barrel and lowered it. "...I'm not sure I feel as strongly about it as you guys do." She shrugged. "Mind helping me with the flames before they spread?" "Huh? Uh, oh, yeah, right. Ahem. Nice shot." Zane responded awkwardly and ran over to the hose and started turning it on. "You have to be ready to defend yourself in this city." She replied and set her gun down so she could unwind the hose. Zane noticed another gun tucked into her robe pocket. "Hey after we get this going can you go grab the fire extinguisher?" "Sure!" "JE VAIS TOUS VOUS TUER!" Meurtrière Le Fou screamed from the doorway and pointed the machine gun at them! Zane immediately dashed in front of Carola! "YOU WILL ALL BE MASSACRED!" She shrieked and started to pull the trigger when she was grabbed from behind and flung across the room! The clown girl smashed into a wall hard enough to crack it with her back and the gun dropped from her hands. A man in a biker outfit then rushed her and drove his fist into her face. First a left then a right then a left again and another right before switching it up and delivering a ruthless beatdown on her, relentlessly hammering her legs, stomach, ribs, chest, chin, the sides of her face and arms before switching it back up again to boxing and then the Wing Chun Combination. The biker's attack was as ruthless as it was relentless, utterly driving his fists into and around her body so fast his arms were a series of speedy blurs before she was hoisted up, turned and slammed down to the floor below, smashed into the floor, bounced off it and was kicked out of the house out to the backyard. She dropped to the ground. The biker stared her down and then removed his helmet to reveal a handsome Japanese man with a slicked back hair. Higashisanjou Toshitomo. Obsidian. The Guardian Of Tranquilium City. He smiled and nodded. "Are you guys okay? I got here as soon as I could." "Nice entrance, boss man." Zane smiled at his mentor and adoptive father. Carola sighed with relief and began battling the fires with the hose. "A few minutes earlier wouldn't have hurt but I'm glad to see you, handsome. Thanks for the save. I'm going to have a hell of a time explaining this to my neighbors though... Higashi quickly stepped in and embraced her. "I'm sorry I was late. I didn't expect that they would...I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. I should've been here with you." "Hey, heeeey it's alright. It's okay big guy. I understand and it all worked out anyway, right?" She lowered the hose and hugged him back. "That bastard won't hurt anyone ever again." |
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