Metropolis. A bustling city, full of expensive greasy food, rugrats, dumb tourists, and everything great about the big city. The smell of gasoline and the sound of arguing people fill the air. Despite all of that, it's rather peaceful. Until that villain appeared. The "Voodoo Man." His little minions are everywhere, stirring up trouble for you and all citizens. You have a grudge on the guy yourself, most likely.
But it seems you're not the only one. The Mayor is looking to put an end to the Voodoo Man's charade and sent out letters to retrieve heroes, a new Generation of fighters to protect the city.
After somehow receiving the letter yourself, you show up at the Town Hall for whatever reasons. You are met at the front desk by a grumpy middle aged receptionist with a croaky smoker's voice that hands you a form and points you to the Mayor's office.
When you get there, others are already looking around and eye you up curiously as you enter.
Who are the rest of these idiots?
Maxwell was one of the earlier arrivals, though no one noticed him. School happened to let out early today, luckily enough. Something about the sewage system being backed up again... but when wasn't something broken at that place, really?
But who was Max to argue about leaving early? He had about, what, 15 minutes of peace until he found the letter in his mailbox? Max certainly didn't hesitate to run over there as fast as he could after seeing the name of the villain— well, teleported a couple of times really. It was the same guy who purposely made him even more of an outcast amongst his peers, for no apparent reason. Max wasn't going for revenge, he simply wanted to stop him before he hurts anyone else. That's just how he was.
Maxwell had arrived and sat quietly in a chair, carefully filling out the giant stack of paperwork with neat information, not trying to socialize with any other to-be heroes who came in. Though, a few caught his eye. Either they were boisterous, frightening, or just simply strange looking. Max felt as if he might have walked into the wrong room multiple times. It only made him more self conscious when he looked down and saw that he was still in his usual baggy school uniform, making him seem even more in the wrong place compared to these crazy looking people. They at least looked out of high school, if anything...
But, he didn't say anything. Just quietly fixed his glasses and went back to his paperwork. After all, there was no way he could talk to any of these weirdos, even if he wanted to.
A skeptical thin white brow cocked at the entrance of the town hall, judging the building profusely. For a town hall, it sure was bland as all hell. No wonder she preferred the alleys, at least neon lights had more life than this dull place!
Violet took another annoyed glance at the letter, already crumpled into a ball in her hand. She then took a look at all the professional people in suits and heels entering the Town Hall. Her eyes fell on her own attire, which was really short from a bikini top and a latex skirt with a pair of sneakers. Hey, she put a jacket over it, so she wasn't completely naked...
"They wanted me for my power, not for the lack of material on my body. I'm sure the mayor won't be complaining." Violet huffed, scratching the back of her head with annoyance.
Lets just get this over with so I can punch that Voodoo guy's face in.The white haired girl entered the place, her sharp nailed hands now tucked in her jacket pockets, she snapping her gum curiously as she took a lazy look around. Violet stepped up to the receptionist, noting her terrible skin and teeth and the aroma of at least three packs of cigarettes, before taking the hefty packet from her and heading in the direction of the mayor's office.
"Aaand in the trash can..."After throwing away the bundle of papers she was
supposed to fill out, Violet pushed open the oak door of the Mayor's office and stepped in quickly, only to be met with pairs of eyes looking at her expectantly. Eh? Oh, the note said "heroes"... plural. Probably should have actually read the thing instead of just skimming it. Oh well.
"Hello fellow mistak— I mean mutants. Anyone see Mr. Mayor?" Quite carelessly, Violet leaped up onto the mayor's desk as she asked this and crossed her legs, sitting comfortably where she was and not bothering to really interact with anyone besides that.
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