[h3][center][b]Atlanta, Georgia - Erica Storm - CNN Center[/b][/center][/h3]

The people Erica had used her abilities lay on the ground living vegetables. Although they had not imploded in real life she'd made short work of them as far as their ability to function. The traumatic experience had left them virtually comatose, but regardless she didn't want them found.

The sound of blaring sirens filled the atmosphere, numerous calls had been to made to emergency services to send help regarding the situation and the hijacked broadcast. "Hmmm time to make my way out of here, oh well." The agent was curious about what morbid thoughts filled the citizens of not only America but specifically Atlanta, Georgia. To have struck fear in the hearts of so many people actually felt invigorating powerful...she almost felt tempted to go down this path fully in reality but alas that was not her goal.

The smell of gasoline & oil permeated the air. The bodies of those she'd allegedly "imploded" onl ive television were dripping with the oil she poured on them. Making sure to be cautious and step out the room seh took out a lit match dropping it on the ground of the CNN Broadcast center. Quickly the room set ablaze engulfing with fire including the unfortunate news crews victims. Smoke and air filled the room as Erica left walking through the hallway calmly as if nothing had happened. Other personell in the CNN building were already evacuating to make way for the onslaught of police that were barging in to confront the Empowered mass murderer. "Oh I'm moving slow aren't I?" She heard loud noise of police officers barging into the building, perhaps she'd wasted far too much time in making her escape.

Although her instructions were clear, she did have permission for further use of her powers if it was to preserve her own life in the unfotunate scenario where she was confronted by law enforcement before making her escape. I'm almost too excited about the prospect of this, I see why we need to be controlled. IT's of most importance for the continued prosperity & survival of our society. As she was trudging along towards a door to enter the staircase she saw lights flickering erratically and then watched as one of the ceiling lights affected by this strang phenomena seemed to be host to some sort of living lightning emerging from it. [i] What in all possible fuck..[/i] She briefly pondered reaching for her weapon, but if this turned out to be some sort of superhuman threat her best defense may very well be the abilities she was equipped with. Fighting against the natural urge to draw her life-long defense she stood making her way from the door as the lightning formed into a living breathing woman. "Hmm Magpie? Who are you, I take it you saw my message that we need to band together against the mortals, and show them that we are not a people that need to be caged..like animals but instead looked up to as rulers? 

[b][i]"What are you trying to be... your cosplay sucks..."[/i][/b]

A scowl manifested on Erica's face at the comments this fellow Empowered one directed towards her. "Cosplay? I'll have you know I'm not trying to be anyone else, why would I, when I can be me? I'm so very comfortable with who I am, are you?