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CONFLUENCE 016
Who: Everyone!
What: A Confluence! A mystery! A haunting! A storm!
When: Early March
Where: Everywhere!
Content Warnings: Comic book violence, drug mentions, death
Little Love is a simple place–a quiet place above all else. This is a small town that doesn't want any trouble, and appears to do all the right things to avoid it. Seen scary glowing eyes in the woods? It's probably just someone's cat that got out. Or maybe the cat's meant to be there. Don't you worry your head about that. Anything creepy or truly unsettling about this rural location is based on its simplicity: Little Love has rejected all potential urbanization projects, and its most ambitious citizens have partnered up with large corporations to provide them with the corn they need. They're not doing half bad.
At its core, Little Love prides itself on its history. Rather than expanding, changing, or adding new buildings, the local historical society does everything in its power to help promote what they already have. Anyone hoping for a quieter life can start their own farm with many acres of land, and even renovate anything that hasn't already been renovated already. Just keep in mind that anything that clashes with Little Love won't be welcomed, but it'll be a quiet sort of judgment that might grow into acceptance. Well, as long as the clash itself is ultimately quiet at its core.
There's a new villain in town! However, the identity of that villain has yet to be discovered. Civilians have found items missing from their person-their favorite watch, a child's balloon, an important heirloom that they keep at all times. And yet no one has discovered how these items have disappeared. One moment they're there, the next they're gone. There has been a reward posted for the capture of this mystery villain, promising any hero who is able to discover their identity and capture them a decent sum.
However, the villain leaves barely a trail behind. A little magic may be sensed where items have been stolen, but only for the first few moments. After, the trail runs entirely cold.
Maybe the way to catch this villain is to check into the civilians instead, and see if anyone has that same magic signature...
Just because you can do something doesn't mean you should--unless you've found yourself in Excelsior, that is. This is the city full of possibilities. Have a wild idea that you could never get funding for back home? Excelsior is the place to go. Just be ready with your Shark Tank-like presentation and it'll be underway. Haven't considered the negative ramifications on society? Don't sweat it–Excelsior loves any and all kinds of chaos brought on by technology. Despite its welcoming nature toward any and all types of technology, its citizens often give the cold shoulder toward any metas. So, maybe try not to brag about that part of your identity, all right?
Everything in Excelsior reeks of technological excess. Large skyscrapers touch the clouds, each one built to be better and more advanced than the one that came before. Excess is the name of the game here, so long as it's along the same lines of harder, better, faster, stronger. Just keep in mind that these principles go along the lines of technology, not morality.
With March's arrival also comes an unexpected and terrible storm. Sporadically between March 4th-9th, large chunks of hail rain down upon Excelsior. They leave large dents in nice, unprotected cars. Some may find smaller holes in the roof of their homes. But most importantly: they're hurting people who decide to venture outside in it. Some of the chunks are just large enough to leave bruises, others may be large enough to break bones or crack open skulls. Heroes are encouraged to assist civilians in their daily ventures out, to prevent any unnecessary tragedies.
Meanwhile, those villains with ice related abilities? They're loving the fun weather and the inconveniences it causes. Heroes may find a significant increase in crimes committed by low and mid range villains with control over ice--including robbery, destruction of property, and other heinous acts.
After the storms pass, a call goes out to assist in fixing the damage that had been caused by the hail. Locals may drag new arrivals into their shops mistaking them for volunteers and pointing out damaged areas on their ceilings to ask for assistance.
➢ New arrivals will be appearing in Central City. Their arrival will be expected and handled by a number of local heroes, helpful magic, and a few drones. The locals give mixed reactions: from easy smiles to scowls to ignoring their existence entirely and continuing about their day, as if people falling from the sky is an entirely normal event. Because for them? It is.
➢ Central City is preparing for the ALLIANCE EXPO and many vendors are asking for assistance.
➢ Little Love has a disappearing items problem, and has posted a reward for those that find the culprit.
➢ Sunset Falls not only has a significant amount of pop up raves and drug-related deaths, but also: strange building hauntings.
➢ Excelsior is experiencing a storm which will cause significant damage to the city.
What: A Confluence! A mystery! A haunting! A storm!
When: Early March
Where: Everywhere!
Content Warnings: Comic book violence, drug mentions, death
ARRIVAL
A Confluence, capitalized, is the converging of one or more supernatural forces.
Wherever you were, whatever you were getting up to back home—it doesn't matter anymore. One moment you're standing, laying down, sitting, getting shot at—the next, you're falling. It's not from a short distance, either. The sky opens up, and out of it comes you. Maybe you've got the ability to catch yourself before your face meets asphalt, but if you don't, don't worry about it. The citizens of CENTRAL CITY are here to lend a hand. Some may be heroes with the ability to create force fields, or fliers who reach up into the sky to pluck you right out of it—or maybe you're one of the unlucky ones who gets caught by a very sassy drone that flings you around a bit before it drops you onto the floor with enough distance between your feet and the ground that you really feel it in your knees.
Whatever way you've arrived, you're here now. Your saviors that prevented you from crashing to the ground don't stay around long. Enough to make sure no one needs to be carted off to the closest emergency room or nearby healer, before they're going back to their daily chores.
Welcome to Central City. At the very least: you've been dropped off close to the DIADEM HOTEL and won't have to walk very far to get to your temporary housing.
Wherever you were, whatever you were getting up to back home—it doesn't matter anymore. One moment you're standing, laying down, sitting, getting shot at—the next, you're falling. It's not from a short distance, either. The sky opens up, and out of it comes you. Maybe you've got the ability to catch yourself before your face meets asphalt, but if you don't, don't worry about it. The citizens of CENTRAL CITY are here to lend a hand. Some may be heroes with the ability to create force fields, or fliers who reach up into the sky to pluck you right out of it—or maybe you're one of the unlucky ones who gets caught by a very sassy drone that flings you around a bit before it drops you onto the floor with enough distance between your feet and the ground that you really feel it in your knees.
Whatever way you've arrived, you're here now. Your saviors that prevented you from crashing to the ground don't stay around long. Enough to make sure no one needs to be carted off to the closest emergency room or nearby healer, before they're going back to their daily chores.
Welcome to Central City. At the very least: you've been dropped off close to the DIADEM HOTEL and won't have to walk very far to get to your temporary housing.
CENTRAL CITY
Compared to just about anywhere else that a meta can land, Central City isn't exactly the nicest place in the world. Seemingly always cast in shadows, sunny days are few and far inbetween as a dark cloud always seems to settle over the beautifully constructed architectural marvels throughout the city. These marvels do little to hide the very real income disparities throughout the city, worsened because of the thriving criminal enterprises that serve as its backbone.
Central City is everything a modern city never wants to become: half the city is boarded up and forgotten, with the properties slowly being carved away to make way for the overpriced urban sprawl. A lack of safety feels artificially created by the atmosphere; couldn't someone have prevented it from getting this bad? But just across the city, over these abandoned houses, are large monuments to technological ingenuity. The rest will be helped and taken care of–it just takes time. Besides, the sparkling new shopping district over there is where anyone would want to spend their time anyway.
Wander too far from the shopping district and you'll find yourself thick into territory controlled by the local non-meta crime syndicate... but maybe that's where you want to be. Maybe you're here to see just what this world is dealing with. If you're going to be stuck here you might as well make yourself useful, right?
Currently, Central City is preparing for the ALLIANCE EXPO. This includes getting spaces ready for vendors, and asking local heroes for a bit of assistance-including villain proofing stalls, insuring doors are well-protected, and assisting with some of the heavy lifting. It's a temporary job, but it's very well paid, and heroes who step up to assist will receive a few vouchers towards purchasing merchandise when the Expo goes live.
During the preparations, several less than savory individuals try to prevent the expo from happening: everything from setting fire to the buildings to kicking over the stand belonging to ten year old little Suzie trying to sell her fan-made phone charms of her favorite heroes. This is really why the locals requested assistance: it's hard to prepare when Professor Slime keeps sludging up all the goods.
Central City is everything a modern city never wants to become: half the city is boarded up and forgotten, with the properties slowly being carved away to make way for the overpriced urban sprawl. A lack of safety feels artificially created by the atmosphere; couldn't someone have prevented it from getting this bad? But just across the city, over these abandoned houses, are large monuments to technological ingenuity. The rest will be helped and taken care of–it just takes time. Besides, the sparkling new shopping district over there is where anyone would want to spend their time anyway.
Wander too far from the shopping district and you'll find yourself thick into territory controlled by the local non-meta crime syndicate... but maybe that's where you want to be. Maybe you're here to see just what this world is dealing with. If you're going to be stuck here you might as well make yourself useful, right?
Currently, Central City is preparing for the ALLIANCE EXPO. This includes getting spaces ready for vendors, and asking local heroes for a bit of assistance-including villain proofing stalls, insuring doors are well-protected, and assisting with some of the heavy lifting. It's a temporary job, but it's very well paid, and heroes who step up to assist will receive a few vouchers towards purchasing merchandise when the Expo goes live.
During the preparations, several less than savory individuals try to prevent the expo from happening: everything from setting fire to the buildings to kicking over the stand belonging to ten year old little Suzie trying to sell her fan-made phone charms of her favorite heroes. This is really why the locals requested assistance: it's hard to prepare when Professor Slime keeps sludging up all the goods.
DIADEM HOTEL
Whether you've survived the chaos, or arrived after the trouble's over, you're not going home anytime soon. After exiting from Excelsior, you're given the proverbial keys to a pretty lavish location. Hopefully, the LUXURY HOTEL they've put you up in will ease that sting.
The DIADEM HOTEL is usually reserved for the obscenely wealthy. Its rooms are enormous, the beds quite literally enchanted to offer the perfect night's sleep, and the food would usually cost your life savings just to sample. But given the circumstances, the Guilds feel its the least they can do to aid your transition into this world.EVERYTHING is complimentary, and everyone gets an ALLIANCE CREDIT CARD to spend on entertainment, clothing, and whatever other necessities they might need. The cards have an obscenely high limit and there doesn't seem to be an expectation for you to pay it back... though if they catch you abusing it, their accountant will be coming for your head.
There's a shopping center immediately across the street. It has an impressive array of outlets that cater to your every need. Food, clothing... and swords? If you can think of it, it's for sale. Although anything clearly supernatural or metahuman seems to be at a minimum and offered under the table. You can grab clothing made to withstand any superpower and a surprisingly mediocre Taco Bell order while you're at it. There's a Super Cinema in the shopping complex across the street that's showing the Director's Cut of SAMUEL HAMES: IMMORTAL DETECTIVE, in which Hames struggles with his lifelong immortality, monstrous need to drink blood, and long-held attraction to his very, very mortal partner, Jason Waites. Having long been on the trail of the Illuminati, Hames has to make a choice: stop this disastrous organization from taking over the world, or profess his love to Waites and chance turning him into a monster like himself.
The DIADEM HOTEL is usually reserved for the obscenely wealthy. Its rooms are enormous, the beds quite literally enchanted to offer the perfect night's sleep, and the food would usually cost your life savings just to sample. But given the circumstances, the Guilds feel its the least they can do to aid your transition into this world.EVERYTHING is complimentary, and everyone gets an ALLIANCE CREDIT CARD to spend on entertainment, clothing, and whatever other necessities they might need. The cards have an obscenely high limit and there doesn't seem to be an expectation for you to pay it back... though if they catch you abusing it, their accountant will be coming for your head.
There's a shopping center immediately across the street. It has an impressive array of outlets that cater to your every need. Food, clothing... and swords? If you can think of it, it's for sale. Although anything clearly supernatural or metahuman seems to be at a minimum and offered under the table. You can grab clothing made to withstand any superpower and a surprisingly mediocre Taco Bell order while you're at it. There's a Super Cinema in the shopping complex across the street that's showing the Director's Cut of SAMUEL HAMES: IMMORTAL DETECTIVE, in which Hames struggles with his lifelong immortality, monstrous need to drink blood, and long-held attraction to his very, very mortal partner, Jason Waites. Having long been on the trail of the Illuminati, Hames has to make a choice: stop this disastrous organization from taking over the world, or profess his love to Waites and chance turning him into a monster like himself.
LITTLE LOVE
Little Love is a simple place–a quiet place above all else. This is a small town that doesn't want any trouble, and appears to do all the right things to avoid it. Seen scary glowing eyes in the woods? It's probably just someone's cat that got out. Or maybe the cat's meant to be there. Don't you worry your head about that. Anything creepy or truly unsettling about this rural location is based on its simplicity: Little Love has rejected all potential urbanization projects, and its most ambitious citizens have partnered up with large corporations to provide them with the corn they need. They're not doing half bad.
At its core, Little Love prides itself on its history. Rather than expanding, changing, or adding new buildings, the local historical society does everything in its power to help promote what they already have. Anyone hoping for a quieter life can start their own farm with many acres of land, and even renovate anything that hasn't already been renovated already. Just keep in mind that anything that clashes with Little Love won't be welcomed, but it'll be a quiet sort of judgment that might grow into acceptance. Well, as long as the clash itself is ultimately quiet at its core.
There's a new villain in town! However, the identity of that villain has yet to be discovered. Civilians have found items missing from their person-their favorite watch, a child's balloon, an important heirloom that they keep at all times. And yet no one has discovered how these items have disappeared. One moment they're there, the next they're gone. There has been a reward posted for the capture of this mystery villain, promising any hero who is able to discover their identity and capture them a decent sum.
However, the villain leaves barely a trail behind. A little magic may be sensed where items have been stolen, but only for the first few moments. After, the trail runs entirely cold.
Maybe the way to catch this villain is to check into the civilians instead, and see if anyone has that same magic signature...
SUNSET FALLS
Further east is Sunset Falls, a quirky little town that doesn't stand out in any particular way. At first. Many of the people here dress a bit strangely and go on about their crystals and tarot cards, but they aren't out to hurt anyone. There's just one simple … suggestion around these parts: try to keep indoors once the sun sets. After that occurs, everything turns even stranger than the rainbow-colored plaid pants the fudge store owner was wearing.
After dark, Sunset Falls is hit by any number of strange things, making it so that a newly strange thing would barely begin to stand out. Want to see yourself as a ghost? Or slip through time to another era? Sunset Falls is the place to make that happen. The problem is, you might not make it back to where you started if you're not careful.
March 6th, an announcement goes live: Loki Odinson is the new mayor! Congratulations from other officials and local celebrities spread across social media. CHRISTIAN WEST posts on Instagram thanking Loki for campaigning, and in the same post includes an image of a beautiful serene beach. He is clearly enjoying his newfound freedom.
The cold weather in Sunset Falls leaves many of it's teens bored without the ability to stretch their legs outside. And boredom leads to bad decision. A series of exclusive raves have started popping up, taking advantage of closed warehouses, and with those raves — a series of drug-related deaths and injuries. A brand new, ecstasy-like drug gives users the highest highs and no lows, so those partaking start feeling invincible. They're not.
Following the raves is a string of inexplicable changes to the warehouses they were previously held in. When the sun rises over the horizon on the next morning, they look almost brand new, facilities cleaned and new equipment filling them. Looking for a new dental office? Well this warehouse may be just for you! Looking for a new garage to start a mechanic business? Here's one fitted with all the tools needed! However, entering those warehouses doesn't turn out well for anyone. A few kids who decided to check out a toy store exited the warehouse only seconds later but years older, having lost the ability to speak and trembling in fear.
But the deaths and strange occurrences after leaving behind buildings doesn't discourage the teens any. After all, how could this be their fault? It feels like it's just another day in Sunset Falls.
After dark, Sunset Falls is hit by any number of strange things, making it so that a newly strange thing would barely begin to stand out. Want to see yourself as a ghost? Or slip through time to another era? Sunset Falls is the place to make that happen. The problem is, you might not make it back to where you started if you're not careful.
March 6th, an announcement goes live: Loki Odinson is the new mayor! Congratulations from other officials and local celebrities spread across social media. CHRISTIAN WEST posts on Instagram thanking Loki for campaigning, and in the same post includes an image of a beautiful serene beach. He is clearly enjoying his newfound freedom.
The cold weather in Sunset Falls leaves many of it's teens bored without the ability to stretch their legs outside. And boredom leads to bad decision. A series of exclusive raves have started popping up, taking advantage of closed warehouses, and with those raves — a series of drug-related deaths and injuries. A brand new, ecstasy-like drug gives users the highest highs and no lows, so those partaking start feeling invincible. They're not.
Following the raves is a string of inexplicable changes to the warehouses they were previously held in. When the sun rises over the horizon on the next morning, they look almost brand new, facilities cleaned and new equipment filling them. Looking for a new dental office? Well this warehouse may be just for you! Looking for a new garage to start a mechanic business? Here's one fitted with all the tools needed! However, entering those warehouses doesn't turn out well for anyone. A few kids who decided to check out a toy store exited the warehouse only seconds later but years older, having lost the ability to speak and trembling in fear.
But the deaths and strange occurrences after leaving behind buildings doesn't discourage the teens any. After all, how could this be their fault? It feels like it's just another day in Sunset Falls.
EXCELSIOR
Just because you can do something doesn't mean you should--unless you've found yourself in Excelsior, that is. This is the city full of possibilities. Have a wild idea that you could never get funding for back home? Excelsior is the place to go. Just be ready with your Shark Tank-like presentation and it'll be underway. Haven't considered the negative ramifications on society? Don't sweat it–Excelsior loves any and all kinds of chaos brought on by technology. Despite its welcoming nature toward any and all types of technology, its citizens often give the cold shoulder toward any metas. So, maybe try not to brag about that part of your identity, all right?
Everything in Excelsior reeks of technological excess. Large skyscrapers touch the clouds, each one built to be better and more advanced than the one that came before. Excess is the name of the game here, so long as it's along the same lines of harder, better, faster, stronger. Just keep in mind that these principles go along the lines of technology, not morality.
With March's arrival also comes an unexpected and terrible storm. Sporadically between March 4th-9th, large chunks of hail rain down upon Excelsior. They leave large dents in nice, unprotected cars. Some may find smaller holes in the roof of their homes. But most importantly: they're hurting people who decide to venture outside in it. Some of the chunks are just large enough to leave bruises, others may be large enough to break bones or crack open skulls. Heroes are encouraged to assist civilians in their daily ventures out, to prevent any unnecessary tragedies.
Meanwhile, those villains with ice related abilities? They're loving the fun weather and the inconveniences it causes. Heroes may find a significant increase in crimes committed by low and mid range villains with control over ice--including robbery, destruction of property, and other heinous acts.
After the storms pass, a call goes out to assist in fixing the damage that had been caused by the hail. Locals may drag new arrivals into their shops mistaking them for volunteers and pointing out damaged areas on their ceilings to ask for assistance.
CLIFF NOTES.
➢ New arrivals will be appearing in Central City. Their arrival will be expected and handled by a number of local heroes, helpful magic, and a few drones. The locals give mixed reactions: from easy smiles to scowls to ignoring their existence entirely and continuing about their day, as if people falling from the sky is an entirely normal event. Because for them? It is.
➢ Central City is preparing for the ALLIANCE EXPO and many vendors are asking for assistance.
➢ Little Love has a disappearing items problem, and has posted a reward for those that find the culprit.
➢ Sunset Falls not only has a significant amount of pop up raves and drug-related deaths, but also: strange building hauntings.
➢ Excelsior is experiencing a storm which will cause significant damage to the city.
WILDCARD.
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Not Leo though! He has no fear.
Even saying so, he jumps a bit, startled at suddenly being addressed. He turns to look at this person - human, he assumes - and gives him a bright grin.]
Uuuuh, yeah! [Shamelessly said.] No one else was here to do it for me.
[Because obviously if there were people here they would be cheering for him.]
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He clicks his tongue in a way that somehow comes off as judgmental, and because his social skills are so stellar, decides to get straight to the point.]
What are you?
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A Gemini!
[He does know that isn't what this guy is asking him, of course, but he can't help it. It was right there.]
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Shit, do I look like a fortune teller? [He sighs heavily, muttering mostly to himself.] Next thing you're going to give me is your blood type and zodiac....
[He isn't that type of psychic okay. But he is persistent, so he'll try again, half-expecting more sass because his life has never been easy.]
What's your species?
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Oooh, that. Why didn't you say so?
[And don't say it's implied because he thinks that's a pretty human-centric thought!]
I'm a red-eared slider! Can't you tell by my handsome face?
[He indicates the red stripes that poke out of his mask.]
We're prettiest kind of turtle, if you ask me.
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[He's just. Committing that to memory. Processing. He isn't an animal person to begin with, and this is the first animal he's ever spoken to. Even when it comes to the kinds everyone likes, like those cats Last Order and the Sisters are so fond of, he's more comfortable staying several feet away.
... Speaking of.]
Shit, she'd be over the moon if she saw you.
[Goddddd he'd never hear the end of it if Last Order was here.]
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Actually he can deal with that third thing a bit easier because at least he has justification to hit a mugger.
So because he's feeling benevolent he'll ask.]
Uhhh, she?
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[AKA she thinks animals are cool, talking animals even moreso. Kid stuff that he is obviously much too old to care about.
He tries to shake off thoughts of Last Order, and instead focuses on more information-gathering. Who even knows if it'll be useful information, but he isn't in a position to be picky right now.]
So are you from here? Does this shitty place have more than humans walking around?
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[Considering he's talking about this place like he doesn't know it. Unless he's just calling Michigan itself shitty, which, yeah, Leo agrees there.]
But yeah there's lots more than humans walking around. Like, look!
[He points up a at a telephone wire.]
Pigeons!
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And then follows where he's pointing up at the telephone wire. And does not look impressed. This joke might be even worse than the last one.]
Unless that's a talking pigeon, I don't care. How long have you been here?
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[Leo puts his foot on his skateboard and idly rocks it back and forth. His posture is still pretty relaxed, but who knows; he may need to bolt.]
I don't know how it is where you're from, but on Earth we usually introduce ourselves before interrogating people.
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[This is a firm reminder of how weird it is for him to be having a normal conversation (or attempting to, at least). Accelerator, the #1 of all the level 5s and the strongest esper in Academy City, talking with someone who isn't terrified of him or trying to fight him. Fucking weird. He'll acquiesce though, because for all the strangeness he's feeling this is, in fact, a totally reasonable ask.]
I'm Accelerator.
[He hasn't noticed any other Academy City residents skulking around, so chances are his name isn't going to mean anything. Probably. If his name is recognized, however, thanks to his reputation he knows he's going to have to resort to threats and possibly torture to get any answers. Honestly, given the sass he's gotten so far he isn't sure which of those two options is easier. Better, sure, but not easier.]
And you're...?
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Leonardo, but you can call me Leo. [He’s back to smirking.] And I’ve been here a couple months. Now is there anything else you’d like to brusquely ask me?
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Months?
[Oh fuck no, he almost drops his coffee at that. He cannot be stuck here for that long, no way.]
Have you even tried to leave??
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[He waves a hand around in a circle.]
Oh look, it didn’t work. You’re welcome to try, though, amigo.
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I would if I could teleport. [He shakily sits down at the edge of the bowl, setting his cane down on the ground next to himself before taking a sip of his coffee.] Incorporating a theory like the many-worlds interpretation into the twelfth dimensional calculations needed for it wouldn't be that hard.
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Sure. Math. Sounds fun.
[He gets on his board and circles around, then drops down into the bowl. He's not doing tricks, just coasting up and down the sides now.]
Supposedly the guilds are looking into it. I'm not sure how far I trust that, though. [Despite recently becoming a member of the Alliance himself, Leo isn't sure how far he trusts them. He's only done it because it's difficult to live here when you look like he does and don't already have a fully outfitted sewer hideout to go to. (And because Huvrye did it too.)]
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He sits there watching Leo, thinking how ironic it is that a turtle of all things can somehow move much more easily than him. This damn universe is ridiculous.]
I don't trust those bastards at all. They've already shown me they're sketchy as fuck.
[Offering a more powerful calculation assistance device in exchange for Alliance membership is sketchy to him, anyways.]
How many public updates have they given on the work they've done since you've been here?
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[That isn't really helping their reputation, is it? But Leo has no reason to lie to cover for the guilds, so he doesn't bother.]
Right now I guess they're considering elections or something? This guy who calls himself Fantastic seems really bent on becoming the leader.
[And he sucks, from what Leo knows.]
So who knows how hard they're trying.
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It's a power grab. [That much is obvious.] Probably for some conflict that's coming, if one isn't already going on and we just don't know about it.
[Too much like Academy City.]
That's how those pieces of shit work. They put on a benevolent front, but as soon as they're out of the spotlight they're back in the shadows, doing everything they can to trample over other people because it benefits them somehow.
[He has personal experience with this too, though he never bothered putting up a front. There wasn't any point.]
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Not unless some other skyfallen meta somehow manages to get the money and technology to do what they're doing, which is possible, but would take time.
[He ramps up speed and then pops up the side of the bowl and back onto the flat ground.]
Doesn't mean we can't make things difficult for Fantastic and any of his enablers, though.
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This Fantastic guy, though, doing something about him seems within reach. He raises an eyebrow, taking another sip of his coffee.]
He could probably stand to be taken down a peg or two. [Or killed.] You have any ideas on how to do that?
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Hmm... seems like a guy like him can't handle public disrespect or razzing very well.
And in general the whole Alliance is pretty media-conscious. If you want to hit him where it hurts, you go for his public image.
[Or at least that's his best spitball.]
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He's got thin skin, then.
[What someone like that is doing in the public eye is beyond him, but hey, that just gives them an advantage.]
This shouldn't be that hard, especially if we coordinate with each other.
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[Leo isn't normally the online trolling type, but it's not like he's never said mean things on twitter so he thinks he can do it.]
We'll need to figure out an angle, though. Something that's believable enough, even if we can't prove it.
[Which means they should probably get to know more about him. Brb while Leo pulls out his phone and starts looking up his Wikipedia.]
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