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CONFLUENCE 03
THUNDERSTRUCK
This time there was warning. Any being with precognitive abilities finds themselves brought to their knees a few hours before the event, plagued with a hazy vision of chaos and fear. There's not enough detail to say what is to happen, but at least they have the where and when.
Excelsior, Washington.
The people seem annoyed when they are told to evacuate. After all, Excelsior was built to last. This is a city exempt from the unpredictability of nature. They have weather control systems set up to ensure nothing disrupts their research. This a city built upon scientific advancement, with every inch of infrastructure reliant upon it, and they are confident that they are safe within its borders.
And even without the stubborn minority, the Alliance knows there isn't enough time for a full evacuation. But still, they try. They call upon every available hero to race toward whatever chaos may be about to drop over the city. The Society has sent a few faces too, more quietly. Whether to help or hinder is anyone's guess, as there's whispered encouragement to do both.
The city isn't anywhere near empty when the air goes very still. Everyone and everything pauses and looks skyward as a few drops of rain begin to fall, and the artificial sky fades to reveal roiling clouds.
The Confluence begins.
Excelsior, Washington.
The people seem annoyed when they are told to evacuate. After all, Excelsior was built to last. This is a city exempt from the unpredictability of nature. They have weather control systems set up to ensure nothing disrupts their research. This a city built upon scientific advancement, with every inch of infrastructure reliant upon it, and they are confident that they are safe within its borders.
And even without the stubborn minority, the Alliance knows there isn't enough time for a full evacuation. But still, they try. They call upon every available hero to race toward whatever chaos may be about to drop over the city. The Society has sent a few faces too, more quietly. Whether to help or hinder is anyone's guess, as there's whispered encouragement to do both.
The city isn't anywhere near empty when the air goes very still. Everyone and everything pauses and looks skyward as a few drops of rain begin to fall, and the artificial sky fades to reveal roiling clouds.
The Confluence begins.
ITS RAINING (SUPER) MEN
Rain slashes sideways as the skies darken, taking unnatural colors with every flash of lightning. It's beautiful and awe-striking, but knowing that somehow this bizarre phenomenon is the calm before the storm keeps anyone on the ground from enjoying it. Even the those who lack self preservation in the scientific community don't want to investigate the cause of this.
There's a flash of light and a boom. Those still caught in the streets waiting evacuation brace themselves.
And then people begin to fall.
If you are one of these people, you awaken to find yourself hurtling towards the ground at breakneck speed. You come into awareness just in time to register you're about to make impact with the ground, or a car, a building, whatever is underneath you. The impact pulverizes the surface strike, leaving a sizable crater, and as you pull yourself up you find yourself unharmed. Yet there's energy crackling in the air around you. If there are bystanders near you they whip out cellphones to capture the occurrence for their followers or for scientific posterities, crowding around the craters a buzz of excitement. Some of the more fearful ones simply turn and begin running in hopes they can beat the storm.
There's a flash of light and a boom. Those still caught in the streets waiting evacuation brace themselves.
And then people begin to fall.
If you are one of these people, you awaken to find yourself hurtling towards the ground at breakneck speed. You come into awareness just in time to register you're about to make impact with the ground, or a car, a building, whatever is underneath you. The impact pulverizes the surface strike, leaving a sizable crater, and as you pull yourself up you find yourself unharmed. Yet there's energy crackling in the air around you. If there are bystanders near you they whip out cellphones to capture the occurrence for their followers or for scientific posterities, crowding around the craters a buzz of excitement. Some of the more fearful ones simply turn and begin running in hopes they can beat the storm.
CRYPTO OR CRYPTID
Confluences give people powers. That's part of the deal. And while those of you who just fell from the sky are discovering your new gifts, others are also suddenly uncovering their own brand new talents.
Excelsior isn't exactly known for natural superpowers. Most of its heroes are self-made geniuses, armed with metasuits or other augments. Those that do have powers got them from scientific accidents, transforming due to experiments gone wrong or accidentally tumbling into toxic waste. They have emergency medical protocols ready for that - not for random people on the street suddenly gaining abilities.
Newly empowered townspeople may jump in to help deal with the evolving chaos, but their lack of control of their powers makes them a bigger threat than whatever threat they were trying to stop. Others will shamelessly take advantage of the chaos to live their villainous dreams, robbing stores and taking revenge on their shitty bosses, landlords, or exes.
The reserve members of the Guardian Alliance spring into action. The heavy hitters are elsewhere, trying to deal with the loss of power and getting the city back online, and so you're left with the rookies trying to keep pace. Many of them are inexperienced and unable to keep up with the raw power and ruthlessness of newly awakened metas. Fantastic, an aerokinetic and one of the newer recruits, seems to be the only one even remotely holding his own.
It's clear they need your help to contain this!
The storm doesn't peter out after the new arrivals have all landed, either. The panic and chaos below seems to fuel it to a second peak. Clouds roil, electricity snakes, and the thunder builds into a deafening crescendo. Then with one final, blinding burst of light, everything goes dark and quiet.
The power is out.
More than just the power — Excelsior is out. The powergrid has been downed, its internal networks corrupted, anything that makes the city function is completely fried, that last surge of the storm apparently having acted as an EMP blast. All of Excelsior's internal systems are now offline. The lights are all out.
Vehicles are stalled out in the streets. And then comes the first crashing boom of a falling hover car. There are more still in the air, but anyone who might be in a position to save them will have only moments to do so before they smash apart on whatever or whoever is unlucky enough to be stuck below them.
And it's not just that. Hospitals are now without power.
Excelsior isn't exactly known for natural superpowers. Most of its heroes are self-made geniuses, armed with metasuits or other augments. Those that do have powers got them from scientific accidents, transforming due to experiments gone wrong or accidentally tumbling into toxic waste. They have emergency medical protocols ready for that - not for random people on the street suddenly gaining abilities.
Newly empowered townspeople may jump in to help deal with the evolving chaos, but their lack of control of their powers makes them a bigger threat than whatever threat they were trying to stop. Others will shamelessly take advantage of the chaos to live their villainous dreams, robbing stores and taking revenge on their shitty bosses, landlords, or exes.
The reserve members of the Guardian Alliance spring into action. The heavy hitters are elsewhere, trying to deal with the loss of power and getting the city back online, and so you're left with the rookies trying to keep pace. Many of them are inexperienced and unable to keep up with the raw power and ruthlessness of newly awakened metas. Fantastic, an aerokinetic and one of the newer recruits, seems to be the only one even remotely holding his own.
It's clear they need your help to contain this!
The storm doesn't peter out after the new arrivals have all landed, either. The panic and chaos below seems to fuel it to a second peak. Clouds roil, electricity snakes, and the thunder builds into a deafening crescendo. Then with one final, blinding burst of light, everything goes dark and quiet.
The power is out.
More than just the power — Excelsior is out. The powergrid has been downed, its internal networks corrupted, anything that makes the city function is completely fried, that last surge of the storm apparently having acted as an EMP blast. All of Excelsior's internal systems are now offline. The lights are all out.
Vehicles are stalled out in the streets. And then comes the first crashing boom of a falling hover car. There are more still in the air, but anyone who might be in a position to save them will have only moments to do so before they smash apart on whatever or whoever is unlucky enough to be stuck below them.
And it's not just that. Hospitals are now without power.
VLOG SQUAD STRIKES BACK
In every disaster, the best and worst of human nature can be found. The best shines in every outstretched hand and combined effort, in every life saved. The worst is a gaggle of young adults that live together in the city's least favorite content creator house, known with equal parts irritation and secondhand embarrassment as The Vlog Squad. It seems five of the eight streamer/vlogger/influencers have developed meta powers, including one with the power to record, edit, and broadcast with her mind. The entire group made an on-stream pact to become (non-guild affiliated) supervillains, and their views are skyrocketing.
One of them jumps off a building to demonstrate how he can put holes in everything below him.
Playlist, the ringleader with a sizable following on Youtube and TikTok, has the ability to Freeze, Rewind, Fast Forward reality. Be unlucky enough to be caught in her gaze and find yourself frozen in place, talking in reverse, or zipping around faster than you can control. Good luck getting someone to understand you when you sound like a chipmunk.
Then there's there's the second in command, Filter, an up and coming Instagram star. Filter's powers seem to be tied to their phone. If they get a picture of you in the air - welcome to anti-gravity, you're now stuck floating like a balloon until someone can get you back to Earth. If they slap a sepia filter on an unflattering photo of you, you're now encased in stone until someone drops a compliment. Each filter does something a little different and the unfortunate effects are yours to find out.
The rest of their squad is less notable, both in terms of power and in terms of following. There's a young man who can project his voice for miles around. A young woman who can compel people to dance to the beats dropped by her literal soundcloud. There's one unfortunate fellow whose only real power seems to be to turn people's heads into emojis for 30 seconds.
They're targeting known heroes, but will settle for property damage if it means getting attention. New metas may find themselves accosted by a unpleasant young adult with a camera, mockingly asking if they plan to become heroes. No matter the answer, the result is the same - they'll mock your choice and reasoning and try to get away with a cruel prank.
One of them jumps off a building to demonstrate how he can put holes in everything below him.
Playlist, the ringleader with a sizable following on Youtube and TikTok, has the ability to Freeze, Rewind, Fast Forward reality. Be unlucky enough to be caught in her gaze and find yourself frozen in place, talking in reverse, or zipping around faster than you can control. Good luck getting someone to understand you when you sound like a chipmunk.
Then there's there's the second in command, Filter, an up and coming Instagram star. Filter's powers seem to be tied to their phone. If they get a picture of you in the air - welcome to anti-gravity, you're now stuck floating like a balloon until someone can get you back to Earth. If they slap a sepia filter on an unflattering photo of you, you're now encased in stone until someone drops a compliment. Each filter does something a little different and the unfortunate effects are yours to find out.
The rest of their squad is less notable, both in terms of power and in terms of following. There's a young man who can project his voice for miles around. A young woman who can compel people to dance to the beats dropped by her literal soundcloud. There's one unfortunate fellow whose only real power seems to be to turn people's heads into emojis for 30 seconds.
They're targeting known heroes, but will settle for property damage if it means getting attention. New metas may find themselves accosted by a unpleasant young adult with a camera, mockingly asking if they plan to become heroes. No matter the answer, the result is the same - they'll mock your choice and reasoning and try to get away with a cruel prank.
POWER RESTORED
The power is restored. With it, a belated message makes it to guild and society phones: the guild says restrain the Vlog Squad however you can and await authorities.
Meanwhile a very different message hits the airwaves. Mechanima's digitized voice comes across official channels, torn between amusement and annoyance. He says deal with them, don't care how you do it, but start with the broadcaster.
Once that's done, the guild places a call back to its headquarters to bring everyone back with a teleportation spell. The spell reaches out for whatever metahumans it can find in the area and pulls.
All the metahumans who were involved in the Confluence — new arrivals and old — to a white training space that has already transformed into a luxurious waiting room.
Atomight arrives quickly and makes the following announcement:
They hand out cellphones to all present. Once everyone gathered has been looked over and attended to they're directed to the Diadem in and handed a credit card.
Later into the night, another message comes across those phones. The Society of Villainous Reformation formally extends an invitation to all those villainously inclined. Reply for more info.
Meanwhile a very different message hits the airwaves. Mechanima's digitized voice comes across official channels, torn between amusement and annoyance. He says deal with them, don't care how you do it, but start with the broadcaster.
Once that's done, the guild places a call back to its headquarters to bring everyone back with a teleportation spell. The spell reaches out for whatever metahumans it can find in the area and pulls.
All the metahumans who were involved in the Confluence — new arrivals and old — to a white training space that has already transformed into a luxurious waiting room.
Atomight arrives quickly and makes the following announcement:
Thank you for your help out there. The casualties would be so much higher were it not for those of you who risked your lives to save strangers. To those of you grappling with your new abilities, please rest assured that this room will give you a much needed reprieve. We have staff on site who can work with you to gain control of you new abilities, and nullifiers if you find it's still too much.
You are the third set of newly powered individuals this confluence has brought. Though many of you are native to this world, others among you have come from far off universes. To those of you who have been flung far from home, we'll put you in connection with the others. Many of them are here today and can advise you of what your new reality is here.
We of the Guardian Alliance are committed to doing everything we can to get you home, and to give you some time to get your feet under you. And as this may be your home for a while longer, I wish to formally extend an invitation to those of you who wish to use your powers to defend the innocent to join us.
You are the third set of newly powered individuals this confluence has brought. Though many of you are native to this world, others among you have come from far off universes. To those of you who have been flung far from home, we'll put you in connection with the others. Many of them are here today and can advise you of what your new reality is here.
We of the Guardian Alliance are committed to doing everything we can to get you home, and to give you some time to get your feet under you. And as this may be your home for a while longer, I wish to formally extend an invitation to those of you who wish to use your powers to defend the innocent to join us.
They hand out cellphones to all present. Once everyone gathered has been looked over and attended to they're directed to the Diadem in and handed a credit card.
Later into the night, another message comes across those phones. The Society of Villainous Reformation formally extends an invitation to all those villainously inclined. Reply for more info.
IN SUMMARY
- New arrivals are falling from the skies. They're unharmed despite what should be a lethal impact. People in the city also begin developing superpowers upon landing.
- Players are free to create their own powered NPCs for these encounters and can use them.
- A notable group of online content creators called the Vlog Squad have developed powers and are terrorizing the city and are livestreaming every minute thanks to their powers.
- The Vlog Squad has declared on camera that they do not intend to join any guild and are already showing signs of disrespecting the code. For those already committed to guilds, this means:
Atomight will ask player characters in the Guardian Alliance to deal with them peacefully.
Mechanima demands that members of the Society of Villainous Reformation deal with them — whether this means incapacitating them, forcing them to join, or killing them is their choice. - If anyone wants to engage Mechanima or Atomight, HERE is a top level where we will summarize their responses to PC questions and comments. Please also reply to this comment with what your character plans to do with the Vlog Squad. We encourage you to make posts on the OOC comm plotting out conflict and responses. You may also use this top level to ask event-specific questions about the effects on this page! (Please refer general questions about the setting to the FAQ, and refer any player plots to the PLOTTING page.)
VLOG SQUAD ENCOUNTERS
For each event with a clear antagonistic NPC force — such as the Vlog Squad, in the February arrival — interested players can pitch their characters' encounters with those NPCs. Whether characters are heroic and suited to the role or not, the aim is the group effort of pitching in, so we highly encourage collaborating on these encounters. Once enough NPC encounters have been submitted, we'll determine if and how the trouble has been addressed, and select one of those encounters to be the final, conclusive one in the game. Everyone else's encounters will also have taken place, but may have been temporary stopgaps in addressing the conflict rather than a conclusive blow. For this Confluence, we are asking that submissions be finalized by 3/5.
How it works:
How it works:
- Reply to the relevant top-level comment with an encounter and/or questions about the encounter. The mods are happy to go back and forth with before locking in exactly what a character or group of characters does. Any conversations between characters and NPCs will most likely be happening prior to combat unless specified by the players.
- The mods ask that players present two options. In one version, the character or group of characters kills, immobilizes, or otherwise apprehend the villain(s). In the other version, one way or another, the villain escapes or overcomes the character or group of characters. Players who wish to have a specific spot in the timeline (near to the beginning or near to the end) should make this request explicit, and the mods will make efforts to accommodate this.
- The mods will RNG the results for the final encounter. For all other submissions, the escape/overcome option is selected. Open calls for collaboration which result in multiple player characters contributing to an idea or solution (see: Kamala Khan's solution to the Cerberus fight) have a much higher chance of being the final encounter, as we want to reward player collaboration and innovation. Please be sure that after everyone has weighed in you return to the top-level comment to report exactly what is happening and who is doing what.
- The mods will reply to player submissions with a brief outline of how all of the run-ins go, whether it's a fight or a slapstick series of hilarious accidents that involves the character(s).
Request NPC encounters using the following form —
EXAMPLE—
Character(s) involved: The Iron Giant and Hank Hill
Details of the encounter: Hank will ride in Iron Giant's hand as they search the city for the Vlog Squad, eventually spotting them in a public park. They land explosively in the middle, throwing all of the squad off of their feet while the Iron Giant sends out a signal to scramble their livestreams and begins trying to catch the offenders up in both hands. Hank will try to tackle at least one of them.
How might the villain escape or overcome the player character(s)? Playlist slow motions Iron Giant and they easily duck its grasp, and Filter leaves Hank floating upside down as they make their escape.
How would the player character(s) kill, immobilize, or apprehend the villain? Iron Giant grabs Playlist before she can slow it, then picks up and captures all but Emoji; Hank throws a branch and beans that guy right in the head. Iron Giant gathers him up too, and they turn them in to the first batch of emergency responders they find.
EXAMPLE—
Character(s) involved: The Iron Giant and Hank Hill
Details of the encounter: Hank will ride in Iron Giant's hand as they search the city for the Vlog Squad, eventually spotting them in a public park. They land explosively in the middle, throwing all of the squad off of their feet while the Iron Giant sends out a signal to scramble their livestreams and begins trying to catch the offenders up in both hands. Hank will try to tackle at least one of them.
How might the villain escape or overcome the player character(s)? Playlist slow motions Iron Giant and they easily duck its grasp, and Filter leaves Hank floating upside down as they make their escape.
How would the player character(s) kill, immobilize, or apprehend the villain? Iron Giant grabs Playlist before she can slow it, then picks up and captures all but Emoji; Hank throws a branch and beans that guy right in the head. Iron Giant gathers him up too, and they turn them in to the first batch of emergency responders they find.
harley quinn | ota
[Harley comes to just in time to see the ground approaching at a rapid speed. It's sadly not the first time something like this has happened, so she takes it with about as much concern as she might any other potentially dangerous situation. Which is to say, she crash lands in town with a holler and a burst of reckless laughter. Right on top of some poor idiot's brand new car.
The fact that lightning bursts and crackles all around her? Fucking awesome.
There's a second crash right beside her, and Harley gasps in delight at the sight of Bruce waiting for her on the ground, a big stupid smile on his precious face.]
Brucie, baby! [Harley squeals, hopping down off the disaster of a car to go embrace her beloved pet hyena. It's while she's in the middle of all the kisses to the face that Bruce is willing to tolerate that she realizes there's a whoooooole lotta people around. People who have their phones out, and pointed at her. It's only when she turns to face them with an awkward smile and a wave that everyone seems to realize Bruce isn't a dog. There's terrified screams as everyone takes off running.
She glances down at Bruce and shrugs.]
Must be one of those real unfriendly kinda places.
◆ Vlog Skwad
[Do you know what's more annoying than a gang of young adults that think they're so cool?
A gang of little shits that have newfound powers that are related to social media. It's annoying as hell, though that's only because Harley keeps getting caught in Filter's pictures.
She spends about thirty minutes floating in the air, doing flips before it gets old and she needs someone to drag her back down to the ground. There's a period where she spends her time repeating the same blip with her head turning into the unicorn emoji as a moving photo of her is played over and over again. It's impossible for her to pull herself out of the cycle, so someone else will have to knock her out of it.]
♠ Power Restored
[She doesn't want to make a habit out of showing up when she's summoned. Especially not by whoever it is that's pulled them all together in whatever in the hey this blank void of a training space is supposed to be. She likes to think that she listened to Atomight's introduction and all that he has to say. And really, she tries.
Or halfheartedly tries, her attention is more focused on all the other metas that are gathered here with her. She's in the middle of making up over the top backstories for each and every one of them when she's given a room at some hotel and a credit card. The thought of limitless funds is enough to pull Harley from her thoughts, and she turns to the person nearest her with a very important question.]
Who in the hell was that asshole, huh? Talk about a blabbermouth.
♥ Roller Derby
[Her room at the Diadem? Freaking fabulous. Nicest place Harley's stayed in a long, long while. She spends what amounts to entirely too much time jumping on the bed with Bruce, and blaring cartoons late at night while enjoying room service. She needs the rest after everything that went down at Corto Maltese, not to mention the shock of being thrust into this brand new reality.
After a few days though, Harley realizes something.
It's time for a little shopping excursion. She needs to make herself look as fashionable as always. So she hits up the shops, putting that credit card to good use in most cases. But in others, she just can't help herself, swiping a few things that are easy for her to pocket. Her fashion choices are all vibrant and obnoxious, but her favorite purchase of the day?
Her roller skates. The wheels light up with each and every move she makes. Amazing.
She wears them inside the Diadem along with one of her new outfits, skating through the halls. Later, she can be found with heart sunglasses on, Bruce on a hot pink leather leash as he literally drags her around town on her skates. They're having too much fun to really pay attention to things like other people, so a crash is a likely event.]
[Feel free to also toss up a wildcard scenario if nothing up above works for you! You can hit me up at
roller derby
when the metaphorical dust settles, he's left staring up in exasperation at the sky, wheezing a little to try to get his breath back. ]
You-- [ wheeze. ] You okay? [ come on, olly, that wasn't even your fault. probably. ]
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Who, me? [she's taken off guard by his asking her if she's okay. that's not really...something people do to girls like her. her eyes look over to Bruce as she picks herself up, and the hyena looks no worse for the wear. if anything, he's cackling over the two humans ending up twisted together like a pretzel.
harley manages to hop right back up to standing, despite the fact she's on skates. for someone that just crashed into another person, she's surprisingly well balanced. her hands feel around her body. her head's fine, back of her head's fine, butt is intact...two hands pressed against her chest show her breasts are just fine.
everything's still intact! which means- ]
Yeah, I'm aces.
[she sounds cheerful about that fact. and since he's so polite and everything, she extends a hand to help him up.]
You didn't bump that noggin' of yours, did ya?
[this is asked in a tone that is very similar to a child telling their younger sibling you're fine, you're fine before anyone can run off and tattle.]
power restored
[ It's not until she hears the sound of snarling animals and Jeff's familiar fishy growl that she realizes where he is, and rushes over just in time to see Jeff pick a fight with a hyena who's nearly twice as big as him. ]
Jeff—! No! Leave him alone!
that icon
Worried he might be trying to eat one of the smaller, weaker weirdos that's here, her head swivels this way and that.
And when she notices the little brewing fight happening, she makes her way on over. She is instantly taken with the shark. Weird name, amazing that he's out on land. Where can she get one??]
You named the shark Jeff?
[Because that's the most pressing matter here. It definitely isn't grabbing Bruce by the collar and restraining him.]
Re: that icon
She all but forgets about trying to stop Jeff from sinking his teeth into the poor hyena. ]
Uh, yeah? It's objectively the best pet name.
[ She also named the kitten she rescued Jeff, but then she had to give it away. ]
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Harley can't argue with that. Everybody thinks their pet's name is the best pet name. So she shrugs as she crouches down to pet and scratch behind Bruce's ear. It's then that she notices Jeff's legs and glances up at his owner.]
You might wanna check and see if this guy's name is actually King Shark or Charlie the Tuna or...no, wait...Nanaue! Yeah, that's what the rat girl kept calling him.
[Because the whole resemblance to her ex-teammate is pretty uncanny.]
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Mm, nope. Wrong franchise for that. Jeffie's a 100% Marvel-owned, M.O.D.O.K.-created landshark. He terrorizes Madam Masque's henchpeople, not the Flash.
[ While they're having this conversation, the shark in question and the lovely Bruce are really going at it. Fur is starting to fly, as it were! ]
Uh... Should we stop them?
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Awww, they're just playing around. They'll work it out and be best friends in -
[At that moment Bruce lunges toward Jeff, and Harley sticks out an arm to grab him by the collar to tug him back. It's a fluid movement that ends with her rolling her eyes. Bruce, stop embarrassing her in font of all the people with powers!]
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Jeff, come.
[ He looks up at Gwen with his big, shiny black doll's eyes, then begrudgingly pads over to sit at her feet. ]
I don't have pet insurance in this universe yet. You can't go around biting innocent hyenas.
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Is that a thing that people actually get? Harley just shrugs it off, much like she does with Jeff's behavior. As he retreats back to Gwen's side, Bruce gives a menacing hyena laugh, licking his lips.]
Yeah, I think that look in his eyes is hunger. Not innocence.
[Everyone else is still talking, and Harley's over that. So she glances at the girl, pointing over toward the exit.]
Whaddaya say we get outta here? I stopped listening to this guy a long time ago.
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Gwen glances over her shoulder towards where Atomight is still blathering on and on. She chuckles, then gives Harley a nod. ]
Sure, let's bail. See what else this big whitespace has to offer.
Vlog Skwad
The chopper's cockpit pops open to reveal a seven-foot tall lady in matching pink armor. The Decepticon's holomatter avatar will reach out and attempt to grab this unicorn-headed curiosity through the windy downwash of the helicopter's blades. Yoink! ]
Nice hat, heh!
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She isn't expecting a giant armored lady to grab her. Harley squeaks in minor alarm as she's yoinked and pulled safely into the cockpit. Her unicorn avatar head lasts about another ten seconds before she manages to get out -]
Nice helicopter. You don't mind if I call dibs on it, do ya?
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I do? Maybe the helicopter doesn't want to have a change in ownership.
[ The avatar might not have a face, but the way she was crossing her arms together suggests the most incredible pout beneath the mask. That's the second time Spin has given a ride to a rude human in the back seat today! ]
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Whew.]
Yeah, well what kinda helicopter is able to make decisions for itself, huh?
crash landing
( eddie's introduction to the ground wasn't met with any less fear and concern, so it's not like he has room to talk. )
...You're also, like, radiating. Lightning. Dangerous, scary lightning.
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[Bruce beside her laughs a hyena laugh, and it quickly dawns on her that he thinks her baby is a werewolf. Ugh. If only.]
What, him? [There's a scoff that comes right after, as she waves off his concern.] Oh, that's just Bruce. He's a hyena, and a real softie once you get past the teeth. Promise. So ain't nobody needs to be freaked out around him.
[Bruce then takes a moment to show off his teeth with a sharp clack of them. Followed by more ridiculous laughter, of course. Harley just glances down at him fondly. What a cute little shit. ]
Power Restored
he is still alone.
When Atomight finally finishes his speech and gives the new arrivals their cards and keys, he is ready to go but stops when he hears the woman ]
That's Atomight-san. He is the leader of the Alliance Guild. I suppose he is trying really hard to recruit everyone.
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[But judging by the way this kid just explained things to her, she's guessing he probably doesn't care to know what she means. Which is probably for the better, as her attention has already shifted onto other things. ]
Cool eyepatch.
[It's said with actual sincerity.]
Is it a medical sorta thing? Or just for appearances?
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But when she mentions the eyepatch, Kaneki instinctively reaches for it ] Ah... i had an accident before I came here. My eye still works - [ he pulls the eyepatch down. A perfectly normal eye is under there, nothing strange! ]
But sometimes it gets a bit weird. [ and by weird, Kaneki actually means, it goes black and creepy. But that's something he won't admit ] Would people wear an eyepatch just for appearances?
power restored
her eyebrow raises as she's handed the credit card and she turns it over in her hand before harley addresses her, debating what she wants to do with said unlimited funds. her eyebrow raises, because those were her thoughts exactly. ]
He could have summed it up with way fewer words, but it doesn't shock me that he's the type that talks just to hear his own voice.