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[CENTER][sup][color=ADD8E6]" Daddy always said the Lord's plans are mysterious. Well, I'd call any plan that involves givin' me superpowers stupid as hell."[/color][/sup][/CENTER]
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You've heard this story before. A city ridden with crime. Institutional corruption. Gang warfare. Corporate cover ups. Gentrification. Increasing unemployment rates. Dying industries. Record amounts of homeless. All the ingredients needed for a socio-economic cocktail of disaster. What was missing though, was the spark. 

Boom. The Big Bang. A chemical explosion that occurred during the one of the worse gang wars to have ever happened in Dakota City. No one knows what happened. Some say it was the fault of the gangs. Some say it was Alva Technologies for storing whatever they'd put in their storage containers, unguarded. Some say it was the police. Nevertheless, in the first hour, Paris Island was under quarantine, becoming a dead man zone for anyone still living on the island. Within the next six, Dakota's hospitals were overwhelmed with cases of people mutating, their bodies becoming putty and stretching into obscure shapes. 

Dakota City wasn't a city known for breaking national records or did it have any notable people but there was one silver lining from this incident. It had become host to the world's densest population of metahumans. 

Ever since Mayor Jefferson’s authorization of martial law, Dakota City is currently in a state of decline. State-enforced military cordons restrict the spread of contaminants from the Big Bang. Gangs of Bang Babies - metahumans who gained their powers from the Big Bang - wage war for territory and crime is rife across Dakota City’s boroughs. 

In the middle of all this lies Virgil Hawkins. Who is he you might ask? 

A university student.

A volunteer at Freeman Community Center. 

Oh, and the new Bang Baby vigilante, Static. 

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Static's back for Round 2, baby! The aim of this season/reboot/parallel universe timeline is to place our lovable hero in situations where he can't shock or punch his way out of. Virgil is less mired in anxiety about his place as a vigilante and more torn between defending his fellow Bang Babies and the mixed opinion of the Dakotan public about his [i]kind[/i]. Throughout the season, there will also be a heavy focus on the exploration of Dakota City and the everyday struggles of its disenfranchised citizens. If cities could be characters, Dakota City would be the deuratagonist to Virgil's position as the protagonist. 

Can Dakota City be a place where you always have a choice? Virgil's journey in this season attempts to  find the answer. 

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Virgil Hawkins/Static - Day University Student and Moonlighting Bang Baby Vigilante 
Richard Foley - Static's Best Bro Forever 
Ivan Evans - Virgil's old middle school friend looking to reconnect. Recently got released from juvie. 
Robert Hawkins - Manager of the Freeman Community Center and Virgil's father 
The Meta Breed - A teenage meta-human supremacist gang formed in the outbreak of the Big Bang. Based on Paris Island with ambitions to take control of the streets away from the Blood Syndicate. 
The Blood Syndicate - An gang formed from the remnants of two gangs. Currently consolidating their territory in the midst of a gang war with the Meta Breed. 
The Night Breed - An underground group of photosensitive Bang Babies holed up in Dakota's defunct metro. 

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“ Uggghhhhhhh……” Dakota’s sunrise intruded the safety and comforts of his bedroom, sneaking in through the blinds. No. Bad brain. It’s not morning yet. The bad light was taking away sleep time. He groaned into his pillow, pulling the blankets over his head. It’d felt like he’d gone ten rounds with Crusher Creel last night. How come everyday couldn’t just be a Saturday or Sunday? Gosh, that'd be heaven. Unfortunately, he lived in plain old boring reality with its plain old boring rules. 

Hey, Virgil. 

Alright, enough moping around, Virgil. 

Dakota’s not going to save itself. 

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“ C’mon, aren’t you gonna fry me, Kilowatt Kid? Like you did to Kangor?” 

That was a low blow. “ Are you okay, man?” 

Spot sniffled. 

“ Man, fuck this city. Fuck this quarantine. I just wanna….I’m useless. I’m a nobody.” 

“ Hey, come on now. Don’t put yourself down like that. Remember that time when we first met?” 

“ Yeah.” 

“ You’re Spot. What’s some little itty bitty tumor gonna do to you?” 

“ Are you still going to take me down to the station?” 

“ Well, there’s a coffee shop a block away from here.”  “ You like cappuccinos?”

“ I’d like a mocha.”

“ Let’s have a talk.” 

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