[h2][center][color=696969]Macavity - Macavity's Bunker[/color][/center][/h2]
Wow, Macavity was sure... not tired! Please, this hasn't been the first time he had spent night without sleeping stealing stuff across the entire city. However, as Macavity wandered around city with his little red wagon filled with a variety of sketching, fabrics, and other junk that even closely related to something about clothing and costumes. It was still amazing that he was trying to do this for one little girl, true interacting was a bit of a chore but going this far was something quite different, and maybe he would have to work on not revealing too many things to a literal random stranger that he had only met a couple of hours ago. Still, these were things to think about later as he toted his large bag and little red wagon, hidden beneath his parahuman power as he crossed the cool night street under the moonlight unnoticed by any passerby who would have normally have detected the energetic fellow. 

As morning brought upon a new day with Macavity struggling to pull the wagon up the steps of the apartment building, Cassidy had already woken up by that time eating his food, and as he entered the lobby to do the intricate steps to enter the secret bunker she was still lying in his expensive bed probably mooching off of his items stashed around the area. Macavity regretted at times the two sets of puzzles set around the area when he was either tired or drunk, but in his mind he knew that these things were still cool as hell and anyone should be proud of what he managed to make in the real world. He managed to think happy thoughts to himself as he managed to shove the wagon down into the second puzzle and after a short time in the second puzzle room opened the door to his cool ass secret bunker. [b][color=696969]"Hey Cassidy! Guess who has all this stuff that I have no idea what to do with!"[/color][/b] Macavity said, completely forgetting the fact that he was still under the influence of his parahuman power, and embarrassingly enough turned it off to find Cassidy slightly amazed at the goodies that he had behind his own lonesome self.

[b][color=696969]"Dang! You would not believe the night I had! I think I almost triggered seven alarms that night but I think I got out pretty safe with all this random stuff,"[/color][/b] Macavity boasted, kicking off his shoes as he sat down on a nearby coach with Cassidy moving out of his bed towards the array of objects to visualize for her little pet vigilante project. As she started to barrage him with details about her suit and other various details, Macavity slowly got out a sketch pad with a brand new pencil from his large tote bag and started to design something akin to what Cassidy seemed to be describing to him. Now, Macavity wouldn't boast that he is the top artist in the region, but he has stared long and hard at other artist working their magic unaware of his presence. So, this thief has basically got this down to help out his little vigilante hide her identity to kick and harm the bad people. [color=696969][b]"Ok, so I heard red somewhere in that sentence, wait a second, red and white costume with something something light weight as well. Some relativity modest jogger shorts for running for your life, maybe I can add in some long boots or leggings to help cover up those gams since you don't want to be a "slut","[/b][/color] Macavity muttered this all to himself, quickly sketching out a basic frame for the costume hoping that it would look good enough for his contact to somehow make in such a relatively short period. He would only look up to her after she raised her hand, barely hearing that she was about to use her power, and was suddenly under her parahuman ability. 

Macavity was frozen in time, his body unmoving with a sort of ugly look that his face had frozen upon, and suddenly time resumed for the thief as the person he was glancing over teleported over to the other side of the room. [color=696969][b]"Wait... What? That's your power? Uh... looked a lot more menacing when you did it on those goons, but still a pretty cool power if you manage to get the jump on anyone!"[/b][/color] Macavity paused as Cassidy continued to talk within her excited manner, remembering the message of kicking people in the balls while time was frozen and suddenly went through his tote bag. After a few moments, Macavity pulled out two objects for Cassidy to hold, one was a taser and in the other hand a can of mace. [color=696969][b]"Here, if you use these things on a person that would be pretty funny. I can't imagine getting kicked in the balls, maced, and tasered all at the same time,"[/b][/color] The thief laughed at the prospect, he then picked up the sketchbook and nodded at his perfect creation of a costume. [color=696969][b]"Cassidy, look at this brilliant design for Chrona. I didn't think I had it in me to create such a masterpiece, but it looks beyond my expectations,"[/b][/color] Macavity said, smiling at his exaggerated words as he showed off the [url=http://i.imgur.com/BbzVesi.png]basic sketch of her costume[/url]. 

The masterful artist would allow Cassidy to view the sketch for as long as she wanted, Macavity knew that she would admire the sketch but still waited for her approval over her costume. Afterwards, Macavity pulled out one of his many untraceable phones before dialing in a couple of random numbers. He stood around, a silent Cassidy hovering near him, with the phone ringing a few times before someone had finally picked up his call. [b][color=696969]"Ah! Yes, hello, I assume you people are still doing your custom costume production line? Hm... Yes, that is great to hear from you. I would like to order one light and strong costume, discretion and time would be appreciated, and price is no question just get this product out the best quality and fastest time. I'll send you a fax of the measurements and design right now... Ok, thank you, have a nice day." Macavity shut his phone, grabbed the sketching and trugged along over towards the fax machine placed in the corner of the room. "So, now we wait for you costume to arrive. What do you want to do to pass the time?"[/color][/b]

[center][h2][color=a0410d]Arsenal - Highway Robbery[/color][/h2][/center]
Ah, this felt pretty great. Firing his impressive load in the face of unsuspecting victims... Wait, that sounded wrong. Anywho, it was all going to plan afterwards as the resulting pileup caused by the unassuming Sophia with the help of their sharpshooting friend managed to completely wreak the entire day of these basic soldiers. Outgunned and confused, they didn't realize the situation that these people were in until it was too late as Arsenal let down a rain of fire while Headhunter dealt precise shots to pick off the panicking grunts. The other two parahuman escorts were still MIA which was slightly unsettling, but with the way things have been going this plan should go off without a single hitch! With this covering fire, Headhunter's precise aiming, Sophia's unbeatable defense, and Chatterbox's... Car? Wow, where is all of this confidence coming from? He feels as if he can just run up to those stupid soldiers and punch them in the face with these awesome robotic limbs!

Wait... Hold up, that is a fucking stupid plan. Where did that come from? Arsenal thought to himself, trying to not get hit by the other two functioning soldiers and the two determined injured soldiers. It was only until Arsenal could spot something near the wreaked van, a person flew high into the air! Ah! One of the parahuman escorts... But where is the other? Arsenal's question was asked as in the corner of his eye spotted an object fly through the air and in between Sophia and Chatterbox. [b][color=a0410d]"Shit! Gas grenade! Get that away from us!"[/color][/b] Arsenal yelled, screaming at the obvious course of action at the two, as his extra arms started to whir into place according to the new threats. The commando was quickly encroaching on the position of Headhunter with most likely hostile intent, the flying lady above had an advantage of height over the group, and suddenly the soldiers started to move from cover to cover closer to the Jacks! Arsenal smirked to himself, it was a combination of Morales's power and a bit of arrogance from Arsenal, but he felt that these enemies will be riddled with rubber bullets.

Staying in cover, hoping that either of the two would do something before that gas grenade could ruin their only cover, several extra arms come into play in the gunfight. Torrents of rubber bullets escaped from his poncho, ripping it into shreds revealing his masterful creation of the six shooter. The top two arms were already tracking the movements of Noble, acting as anti-air guns to knock her out of the sky with some extra strength rubber bullets. The other two facing his backside already had the poor grunt moving from cover to flank him was most likely on the pinned or writhing in the ground from the sudden counter measure of being flanked from behind with even more firepower. Also, as Arsenal continued to fire bullets from his right hand trying to pin down as many people, Arsenal's left arm started to make funny noises as it started to shift into a flamethrower released by the palm of his hand! The gorgeous flames spewing towards Morales in an attempt to make him back off from surprise enough for Headhunter to take another debilitating shot on the two parahumans. Though, things could have been better as the suicidal confidence had seemed to affect everyone including Lovecraft as they got enveloped in some white foam that encased the androgynous child. 

[h2][center] Artificer - Denver Skyline[/center][/h2]
Well, it seems that Artificer wasn't the only one who had reacted appropriately to a sudden appearing man among the group. Kyoshi and the hostage seemed unfazed, but as Artificer lost his footing getting off his fly, Furnace had another idea as he attacked the man by reflex with his unfurling batons. It looked like the attack did little due to it just being mostly out of reflex and that tough looking armor deflecting most of the blow, but in the end everyone was just left standing awkwardly with everyone ignoring his earlier question thankfully saving him from the embarrassment. Still, it was strange that the hostage had literally no reaction but every parahuman that he has met has been pretty weird. 

Afterwards, Artificer found himself just a bystander as this Jaunt character was determined by Furnace as some type of mercenary figure, and hoped that no one on this roof had some type of hit on their heads. The parahuman boy started to slowly backaway from the figure, still on edge, but noticed that Furnace started to walk over to some random direction but soon noticed why everyone was starting to stare off into the distance. A decent way away, there was some large serpent-like beast almost squirming its way over to the group ahead. A cold bead of sweat ran down his forehead, Furnace took a pose as he said something to try to deter the beast, but Artificer was frozen in fear. "Oh geez," he mumbled to himself, the mention of it being an Endbringer scaring him even further as being brutally obliterated by giant monsters was something that was not on his to-do list today. "Uh... We should... We should probably get out of here. I don't want to die by a giant monster today," Artificer said, already climbing aboard his Ebony Fly ready to bolt the moment something bad would happen to the group exposed on the roof.