[@Zelosse]

As Dieselpunk and Midnight headed towards their attack site with the other villains, Dieselpunk asked, [color=a187be]"Man, this brings back memories. Did you ever attend a hero academy, Midnight? I did. Not this one, but it feels more or less the same."[/color] Dieselpunk was silent for a moment as she thought about her youth; about the smug, honor students and the authoritarian staff. [color=a187be]"I was never a great student,"[/color] Dieselpunk lamented, [color=a187be]"and one night of underage drinking left me with [i]this[/i], and expulsion."[/color] She pointed to the bear trap permanently fused to her jaw. [color=a187be]"It's gonna feel real good beating up these spoiled little bastards, hehe,"[/color] Dieselpunk laughed, but slowly trailed off. She remembered how hard she had worked to be a hero, and in the deepest part of her heart, she knew how much her peers had worked as well. Maybe she was at fault for flunking out. She remembered her dreams, and she remembered the dreams that her classmates had shared with her. Suddenly, almost in a whisper, and much more solemnly, Dieselpunk said, [color=a187be]"Hey, Midnight. As per our orders and everything... promise... promise me you won't kill any of the kids, okay?"[/color]