[b][i][center][h1][color=#2a9df4]Matthew Webber[/color][/h1][/center][/i][/b]
[h2][i]December 31st, 2019[/i][/h2]

[b]"Aaaaand... [i]action[/i]!"[/b]
Matthew was surrounded by three thugs, moving the second they heard those words. He felt the wind rush past his face as the first hit forced him to adjust his footing, his head turning with the punch. The man that had sent the first punch stepped back to give the other room for a donkey kick, first mistake. Matt twisted just a little, bending over just enough to let the kick go by. He grabbed the leg, tossing the man backwards, into the next one that had been getting ready to take a shot at him. A straight punch out of nowhere caused him to drop to his hands and knees.

A weight pushed harshly onto Matt's back, almost making him have to lie down, but he was stronger than that. Everything he [i]represented[/i] was stronger than that. The foot on his back lifted for another drop, but this time, Matt rolled to his side, grabbing the leg and twisting it with him. [b][color=#f7941d]"FUCK!"[/color][/b]

[b]"Cut! Cut!"[/b]

Matthew let go, immediately sitting up and looking to the man he had just twisted the leg of [color=#2a9df4]"Yo man, you alright? Sometimes I don't know-"[/color]
[color=#f7941d]"Yeah... Yeah, I'll be fine, just do it lighter this next time. You owe me a drink for that one, man."[/color]
Matthew stood up, reaching down a hand to help the man up, [color=#2a9df4]"I'll buy you ten if you're coming to the bar with us."[/color] A quick nod of agreement, a smile between work friends, and an accepted gesture, and everyone was back up in the room. A mess of activity filled the apartment, cleaning up of the scene for the next take. [color=#2a9df4]"Hey!"[/color] Matt raised his hand at someone by the door, [color=#2a9df4]"Can you toss me a water bottle?"[/color]

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[b]"Cut! That's that for today. See you all next year!"[/b]

Matthew gulped down the last of his water bottle. [color=#f7941d]"You that thirsty Matt? Or are you trying to drink yourself into the bathroom all night to avoid those drinks you owe me?"[/color] Shaking his head, he glanced towards the one he owed a ten drink debt, [color=#2a9df4]"Alcohol's gonna dehydrate us, better store some extra water first. I'm thinking wings when we get there too, think they'll have them?"[/color]

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[b]"This isn't everyone... where's Jamie? Ben? Uhh... there's probably someone I'm forgetting."[/b]
[color=#bc8dbf]"They bailed. I heard Jamie say something about those metahumans or something."[/color]
[b]"What!? Someone call them, there's no chance we'll see any at some little bar by the river. Come ooooooon."[/b]

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[color=#2a9df4]"Uggghhhh... how much did I have to drink last night...?"[/color]

[h2][i]January 1st, 2020[/i][/h2]

Matthew rolled over, reaching for his blanket that he must have kicked off during the night. As his hand touched the ground, his eyes shot open, and he gasped. There was no bed, no blanket, and no room. As he realized where he was, he began to hold his breath, looking around at the fish swimming casually nearby. With all the strength he could muster, he pushed off the riverbed, there was no way he had much time left before he passed back out from lack of oxygen. 
Wasn't the river supposed to be deeper than that? Was there supposed to be that much of a splash as he surfaced? Was the riverbank always that visible- and with a second splash, he fell back into the river.

Matthew swam himself back to the top, spitting out the water that seemed to fill his entire lungs before taking a deep breath of fresh air. [color=#2a9df4]"How did I end up on the bottom of the river?"[/color] He looked around the river, searching for any signs of people, his friends, anything. [color=#2a9df4][i]We went out for drinks... I bought Liam a couple rounds... It was already dark out... so why's the sun up?[/i][/color] His attempt to make sense of what a mess the night before had been came to an abrupt stop as he realized it wasn't night time, he wasn't still drunk, he hadn't [i]had[/i] to cough up any water, and that the river was definitely as deep as he thought it was.

He swam to the edge of the river, a little faster than he thought he was trying to go, but that wasn't the important thing to focus on. [i]What happened last night?[/i] He grabbed for his phone, hoping that it both hadn't been destroyed and hadn't been swept away while he... slept. Fortunately, although a little dirty, it was still there, he knew better than to try to start the thing after however long right under water, so instead, he'd get answers face to face. [color=#2a9df4][i]Ben should be living out this way, he'd probably be willing to call someone to ask how the night went.[/i][/color]

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[i]Rap tap tap[/i]
[color=#2a9df4]"Yo Ben, it's me, Matt, open up."[/color]
[color=#8dc73f]"Gimme a sec!"[/color]
The door opened, a very confused man standing there.
[color=#8dc73f]"It's not raining out, what happened?"[/color]
[color=#2a9df4]"I fell in the river, also can't remember much of last night, can you call someone who went with me?"[/color]

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[color=#8dc73f]"Yeah, Matt's right here... Looks like he tried to offer some fish a drink, but he seems alright... Really? You guys got that wasted with the whole metahuman thing happening? ... Yes, I know it's New Years- just, whatever, I can't stop you from doing crazy stuff... Alright, see ya."[/color] Ben dropped the phone onto the counter, looking to Matt, [color=#8dc73f]"You guys got drunk off your asses, went to go home, and then you fell in the lake. You're lucky to be alive, man. Plus you caught me before I left. You need a ride to your place?"[/color]

[color=#2a9df4]"If it's alright, yeah. Thanks Ben, you're a lifesaver."[/color]

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With a wave, Ben's car pulled out, and Matthew went back up to his apartment, looking forward to a shower and some clean clothes.

[b]"-the day. Some are calling her a superhero, some an alien-"[/b] The TV clicked off as Matt shook his head, [color=#2a9df4]"No news except for that bank thing. Whatever."[/color] Despite his previous desire to have the news on in the background during his shower, apparently all he'd be hearing was the same story on repeat, so might as well just listen to some music.

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With a plop, Matt landed on his couch with a glass of water, and a bag of rice with a side of phone. Hopefully the rice'll get all the water out of his phone, but at least that was the only real worry he had. He set down the bag, letting the rice work its magic as he looked at the water. [color=#2a9df4]"Alright... time to either find out I'm a 'superhero' or cough like a madman who just tried to breathe in water...[/color] He exhaled about halfway, and then shoved the cup to his face, trying to breathe in the water slowly. The stupidity of his actions almost made him stop, but he had to be sure since weirder things were happening lately.

After holding the breath of water for a moment, Matthew exhaled the water back into the cup. [color=#2a9df4]"I... guess I can breathe water then. Huh. Jumping off the bottom of that river was faster than I usually swim too. Wonder if I'm bulletproof... Like hell I'd try that."[/color] He smirked, lying down on the couch. [color=#2a9df4]"I wonder what I [i]can[/i] do. Fly? Shoot lasers? Move things with my- I can test that one."[/color]

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[color=#2a9df4]"Okay... flight, lasers, telekinesis, telepathy, and invisibility seem to be ruled out... Unless I can still see myself when invisible, but probably better safe than sorry. Am I just a glorified submarine man? I gotta be stronger than normal, right? Only reason I could jump out of the water like that... Even if all I can do is breathe water and jump really high, I gotta use this stuff right, right?"[/color] Maybe it was just the intense feeling of energy he'd had ever since waking up underwater, but he figured what better time than now?

With a stretch, he stood up, [color=#2a9df4]"Alright water boy, let's see what I  can do."[/color] He grabbed his now dried but pretty beat up shoes, [color=#2a9df4]"Just... after I grab a new pair of shoes, that is."[/color] The now ragged shoes slipped on with a little resistance. He reached for his phone, but stopped himself as he saw the bag and rice. [color=#2a9df4]"I'll leave that until tomorrow"[/color] He grabbed his wallet, hoping more than anything, that nothing was damaged, but too scared to look for now. A new pair of shoes, maybe a little testing of how strong he actually was, and then he'd be off to stop some purse snatcher or something.