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[h1][color=7d16c7]Oliver Sullivan[/color][/h1]
[img]https://i.imgur.com/7ecMeOO.png[/img] 
[hr][hr] New Asgard
[color=7d16c7]Skills:[/color] Superspeed, hacking
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	Oliver was knocked out, and the world was totally black. Luckily for him, he didn't go down easy, being plenty used to being knoced around. After all, most people didn't like having the life cut out of them, and had a penchant for pushing back when he cleansed their infection from the world. He briefly attempted, while he was down, to take control of the retreating Doombots, hoping to turn them against Matt and be rid of him forever, but that wasn't a skill he seemed to have, unfortunately. However, he took note that his beloved called for him, and a new idea came into his mind.

	Abandoning the scum for a moment, he sped over to his dear Niah, a deranged smile across his face. "[color=7d16c7]My love, it means the world to me that you're here right now.[/color]" Oliver's voice was cracked, almost desperate, divorced from the reality of the situation around them almost entirely, "[color=7d16c7]I need you, [i]please[/i], to turn those robots on our dear Detective Moss. Kill him, and we can be together forever.[/color]" He looked back at what, in his mind, was his soon to bed dead adversary, confident that the love of his life would do this for him. There was an almost giddiness about him, completely unaware of how disturbing he might be.