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Post by Bleating Ram on Jan 3, 2017 2:04:03 GMT -5
Remi knew there were alarms, not that it mattered because, well, what were the police going to do? Other than shoot him. Man, he really should have thought about investing in bullet proof leather or something. Maybe that's what he'd do with this money. He grabbed what he wanted and was about to step out and leave when he heard sirens in the distance. That is, until his eyes landed on a pretty little blonde that seemed to be approaching. A grin tugged at his lips and his tongue ran across them before he exited the truck. He could waste some time to impress the man right? Of course! And so when he got closer, Remi set his bag down and simply bent over, making it really obviously sensual before picking the truck up with ease and tossing it down the street towards a cop car that was racing his way, not seeming to care if anyone got hurt.
Geronimo looked up at the sound of police sirens before sighing and standing up. Thankfully he didn't have a customer he was working on, and he quickly changed into his uniform, running out after the car. And that cop car he was following happened to lead him by the one person he tried to avoid: Billy. He had no idea that was him, only that he bumped into him and offered up a quick apology before he was running down the sidewalk again. He needed to invest in a vehicle or something to get him to crime scenes faster, this was ridiculous. At least it kept him in good shape.
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Post by _Shinx_ on Jan 3, 2017 2:15:34 GMT -5
(Okee, fixed) Robbin walked toward table seven in the bistro. Even though it was barely six, people were filling the restraint and the usual dinner Rush was beginning. She held a silver tray with a plate of spaghetti topped with sundries tomatoes over a white sauce with a basil garnish. A smaller plate with two slices of inch thick pork done medium rare accompanied it. On the tray sat, as well, an ivory bowl with a wide rim. I side the bowl was an orange-scarlet colored creamy tomato basil with two leaves of basil sitting in the center. Puffs of steam rolled off the soup, carrying the aroma through her path. An older teen boy in casual attire sat at the table across from a woman who looked about the same age as him, both with iced teas in front of them. She felt her phone in her pocket vibrate, but she ignored it and called up a fake smile as she stopped at the table. "Here you are. I hope you enjoy." She set down the dishes and gave a small nod before walking toward the kitchen to get the next meal if it was ready yet.
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Post by crane on Jan 3, 2017 2:38:31 GMT -5
Remi knew there were alarms, not that it mattered because, well, what were the police going to do? Other than shoot him. Man, he really should have thought about investing in bullet proof leather or something. Maybe that's what he'd do with this money. He grabbed what he wanted and was about to step out and leave when he heard sirens in the distance. That is, until his eyes landed on a pretty little blonde that seemed to be approaching. A grin tugged at his lips and his tongue ran across them before he exited the truck. He could waste some time to impress the man right? Of course! And so when he got closer, Remi set his bag down and simply bent over, making it really obviously sensual before picking the truck up with ease and tossing it down the street towards a cop car that was racing his way, not seeming to care if anyone got hurt. Geronimo looked up at the sound of police sirens before sighing and standing up. Thankfully he didn't have a customer he was working on, and he quickly changed into his uniform, running out after the car. And that cop car he was following happened to lead him by the one person he tried to avoid: Billy. He had no idea that was him, only that he bumped into him and offered up a quick apology before he was running down the sidewalk again. He needed to invest in a vehicle or something to get him to crime scenes faster, this was ridiculous. At least it kept him in good shape. Luca couldn't believe his luck. He stood there, jaw hanging open ever so slightly, staring at the object of his 100% heterosexual fascination. Luca had dozens of photos of him, and written many articles on him, and he could hardly stand to blink for fear that he would be gone. Stumbling forward a little and watching in absolute awe as the villain threw the truck at the oncoming police, he cleared his throat and tried to ignore how insignificant this whole situation made him feel. "Uh, Rem- um, Mr Heartbreaker, sir. I-I'm a big fan. I mean. I'm with the newspaper. Luca Gorman, reporter and journalist." He squared his shoulders and offered a hand to Remi, trying to brave and keep up his self-important persona. "I've actually been wondering if I could get an interview with you. Maybe, sometime. I'd paint you in a good light, if you know what I mean." Geronimo didn't notice Billy, but Billy definitely noticed Geronimo. He jumped slightly when the other bumped him into him, and only offered a small sound in response. Watching him go for a minute in a bit of a trance, he managed to snap out of it. There were police sirens and Flash Fire was heading towards them. He might as well do his job while he was there. So with that, he casually sent an impressive gust of wind with a sweep of his hand, hoping to knock the hero off balance. He was much better at focusing and aiming his power when he had his baton, but the surges of wind he could blast without it were deadly in their own way; they were less predictable, more widely distributed, and often more strong than he intended. Taking off his hat and rolling his shoulders, he prepared to face Geronimo. How convenient that he'd come right by him!
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Post by crane on Jan 3, 2017 2:40:15 GMT -5
(Okee, fixed) Robbin walked toward table seven in the bistro. Even though it was barely six, people were filling the restraint and the usual dinner Rush was beginning. She held a silver tray with a plate of spaghetti topped with sundries tomatoes over a white sauce with a basil garnish. A smaller plate with two slices of inch thick pork done medium rare accompanied it. On the tray sat, as well, an ivory bowl with a wide rim. I side the bowl was an orange-scarlet colored creamy tomato basil with two leaves of basil sitting in the center. Puffs of steam rolled off the soup, carrying the aroma through her path. An older teen boy in casual attire sat at the table across from a woman who looked about the same age as him, both with iced teas in front of them. She felt her phone in her pocket vibrate, but she ignored it and called up a fake smile as she stopped at the table. "Here you are. I hope you enjoy." She set down the dishes and gave a small nod before walking toward the kitchen to get the next meal if it was ready yet. aahh thank you so much omg i hate inconveniencing people. <3 i promise i'll actually be able to send a character your way soon lmao. there has been am unfortunate delay.
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Post by _Shinx_ on Jan 3, 2017 2:46:22 GMT -5
(I hate doing that too. Ugh it leaves a bad taste in my mouth. And anyways, it's totally fine, it's honestly my fault. I didn't pay enough attention. And kee)
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Post by Bleating Ram on Jan 3, 2017 2:57:58 GMT -5
Remington smirked when Luca approached him and started explaining how big of a fan he was and how he'd like an interview. "Oh? Is that so?" he mused, stepping over to the man and taking his hand, pulling him close with a smug little smirk on his face. "A private interview hmm?" he purred, chuckling in amusement,"I'm sure I could fit time in for you," he told him, tracing his jaw before looking over as more cops began to show up. Glancing about, he cursed, realizing he'd misjudged and that his little display of strength had gotten him in a tight situation, and certainly not the kind he enjoyed. And then it hit him and he returned his gaze to Luca, grinning wildly before pulling him into his chest, turning the man so his back was against Remi's chest. "I'd be careful if I were you," he warned the cops, leaning his head down and casually nibbling on Luca's ear, backing away as he held the poor journalist like a meat shield.
One minute he was running, and the next thing he knew he was hitting the ground. Pushing himself up, he looked around in confusion because there was only one person he knew that would do that. Looking back to see Billy remove his hat, he let out an irritated growl, getting to his feet and turning his attention to the man. "I was hoping I didn't see you today," he growled, cracking his knuckles,"guess I shouldn't have gotten my hopes up."
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Post by crane on Jan 3, 2017 3:14:57 GMT -5
Remington smirked when Luca approached him and started explaining how big of a fan he was and how he'd like an interview. "Oh? Is that so?" he mused, stepping over to the man and taking his hand, pulling him close with a smug little smirk on his face. "A private interview hmm?" he purred, chuckling in amusement,"I'm sure I could fit time in for you," he told him, tracing his jaw before looking over as more cops began to show up. Glancing about, he cursed, realizing he'd misjudged and that his little display of strength had gotten him in a tight situation, and certainly not the kind he enjoyed. And then it hit him and he returned his gaze to Luca, grinning wildly before pulling him into his chest, turning the man so his back was against Remi's chest. "I'd be careful if I were you," he warned the cops, leaning his head down and casually nibbling on Luca's ear, backing away as he held the poor journalist like a meat shield. One minute he was running, and the next thing he knew he was hitting the ground. Pushing himself up, he looked around in confusion because there was only one person he knew that would do that. Looking back to see Billy remove his hat, he let out an irritated growl, getting to his feet and turning his attention to the man. "I was hoping I didn't see you today," he growled, cracking his knuckles,"guess I shouldn't have gotten my hopes up." Luca's eyes closed and he swallowed audibly, suddenly all too aware of how hopeless he was in this situation. He had absolutely no guarantee that Remi wouldn't kill him. And then things got worse, because of course they had to. He may have scored a possibly interview - his dream interview - but he knew for a fact that everything came with a price. And this time, the price was being used an actual human shield. Apparently. "Oh god. Oh god, jesus christ please no." He murmured, his whole body shaking. Things had gone from wonderful to awful in a split second and somehow there was still something incredibly intoxicating about the situation at hand. Remington felt strong and reliable against him and he found himself feeling as though this could really turn out in his favour. The nibbling on his ear was... unexpected, but he had other things to worry about. Billy gave an exaggerated sigh and threw his hands up, coat billowing around him and a trashcan falling over in his wake. "I'm offended! I love our little chats." He cracked a grin and gave one of his slightly horrifying laughs. They never boded well for anyone in the area, usually. "I guess you shouldn't have, Flashy. Avoiding me is futile." He took a pace forward, drawing his tongue over his lips, muscled tensed. "You've caught me somewhat unawares. I would have dressed up for you if I'd known you'd be around."
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Post by Silverfall on Jan 3, 2017 22:08:26 GMT -5
{I've got a question. I am working on filling on the forms, what should I do if I have a character that I'm not sure about her being a villainess or a hero?
Which is a better name, Quickstep, Blue Mistress, Blue Comet, Breakneck, Gazelle?}
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Post by _Shinx_ on Jan 4, 2017 16:05:44 GMT -5
I like Blue Mistress of Blue Comet)
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Post by Bleating Ram on Jan 4, 2017 23:28:15 GMT -5
Good question o: I have no idea tbh
Depends on what their powers and stuff are tbh
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Post by Bleating Ram on Jan 4, 2017 23:33:30 GMT -5
Luca's eyes closed and he swallowed audibly, suddenly all too aware of how hopeless he was in this situation. He had absolutely no guarantee that Remi wouldn't kill him. And then things got worse, because of course they had to. He may have scored a possibly interview - his dream interview - but he knew for a fact that everything came with a price. And this time, the price was being used an actual human shield. Apparently. "Oh god. Oh god, jesus christ please no." He murmured, his whole body shaking. Things had gone from wonderful to awful in a split second and somehow there was still something incredibly intoxicating about the situation at hand. Remington felt strong and reliable against him and he found himself feeling as though this could really turn out in his favour. The nibbling on his ear was... unexpected, but he had other things to worry about. Billy gave an exaggerated sigh and threw his hands up, coat billowing around him and a trashcan falling over in his wake. "I'm offended! I love our little chats." He cracked a grin and gave one of his slightly horrifying laughs. They never boded well for anyone in the area, usually. "I guess you shouldn't have, Flashy. Avoiding me is futile." He took a pace forward, drawing his tongue over his lips, muscled tensed. "You've caught me somewhat unawares. I would have dressed up for you if I'd known you'd be around." "Shh shh shh," he cooed when Luca seemed to start panicking. "They're not going to hurt you, they're not stupid enough to do that, and I won't hurt you as long as you cooperate alright?" he reassured him, grinning slyly. "You're pretty cute you know," he murmured in his ear as he started backing up, arm still around the man. "If any of you come near me the man dies!" he warned, and he wasn't bluffing, Remi was known to kill. "Come on," he mused, backing up down the street with Luca before he was out of range and he picked him up bridal style before he took off, holding the man close. He'd keep him around until he knew he'd be safe, give the guy his interview, and he figured he'd just be on his way after that. "I'm afraid I don't," he muttered, shaking his head as Billy laughed. Oh how he hated this man, with every fiber of his being. "I'm starting to realize this, it seems you're a stalker on top of being a killer," he snapped, watching him carefully because he never could figure the man out. When he stepped forward, he tensed up, swallowing a bit as he kept his eyes on him. "Oh is that so?" he growled, shaking his head,"I can't really say I'm flattered."
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Post by Silverfall on Jan 5, 2017 0:23:11 GMT -5
{Ok. Because I still haven't decided.
She's going to be a speedster, with everything that accompanies super speed, rapid healing, vibrating at such a speed to phase through a wall.
Then the other girl will have powers related to dreams and such. }
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Post by Bleating Ram on Jan 5, 2017 0:30:02 GMT -5
Breakneck seems better
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Post by Silverfall on Jan 5, 2017 0:55:45 GMT -5
{Alright. I'm thinking her suit will end up being royal blue with another color..}
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Post by crane on Jan 5, 2017 10:09:01 GMT -5
hey everyone !! wow i've been busy i'm sorry rip. i'll get your reply in a bit, ramzule. <3 yo yo yo, shinx. have you been ?? and Silverfall welcome !! nice to meet you. i personally like the sound of breakneck tbh, and also if you have two characters then you have one on either side, to make the decision easier. <3
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Post by Bleating Ram on Jan 5, 2017 13:37:45 GMT -5
Take your time man c:
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Post by _Shinx_ on Jan 5, 2017 15:59:01 GMT -5
(I've been good, sorry I haven't popped in much, pretty sure we're in different time zones)
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Post by Silverfall on Jan 5, 2017 16:37:49 GMT -5
(The reason why I'm asking is to see if there's anything wiggle room without being completely a villain or a completely hero and to be in between..)
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Post by Silverfall on Jan 6, 2017 22:57:53 GMT -5
| character's name, Breakneck| Heroes | | Kind, clumsy, introverted, smart, strong moral compass, lets her emotions get the best of her at times, independent, team player, strong moral obligation to protect what she believes in.| | Her height is five feet eight inches tall. She is lithe and strong, her build is like that of a long distance runner, but not quite as muscular. Bright hazel eyes that are almost green with an olive skin tone and dirty blond, almost mouse brown curly hair that ended about two inches below her shoulders. | | Super speed and everything associated with that, meaning numerous secondary applications, faster-than-normal healing from injuries, speed-reading, generate cyclones by spinning her arms quickly, throwing lightning bolts from the electricity she produces from running. As she becomes more confident and trains more, her speed and abilities from those listed above will come into being and increase. As she is still just a plain old human, she is still pretty weak. If she is caught off guard and doesn’t catch a bullet, she can die. If you find a fancy way of taking her speed away, she’s a normal human without accelerated healing or anything. Lack of Gravity and lack of Friction also are her downfalls, if you get her cold enough like absolute zero cold, that would cause her to slow down. One bad thing about having super speed, if she doesn’t eat around 10,000 calories a day, she will faint, not that she’s figured that out yet.| | A bright royal blue skin tight two piece suit with matching blue gloves and belt, with lightning bolt accents outlined in red. It’s made of a special fabric to reduce friction and heat from her speed and move with her. There are red outlined lightning bolt running between the elbow and the arm pit of the suit and on the belt, one on each arm. Then there is another one on each side, from the smallest part of her waist to about her knee which lines up with the two on her belt. Blue mask which hides her identity. On her chest is a small yellow lightning bolt outlined in red. | | An engineer who is finishing up her degree and is working . She will desperately try and keep her two lives separate.| | She just moved to this city to get away from her last home to think and reevaluate where she wants to go and be from here. As she just recently received her powers from a recent accident, she is shaky and is trying to figure out the whole double life thing and her powers. She’s the type of girl to have a team behind her, and not much of a loner when it comes to being a superhero. She is heterosexual. |
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