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[h1][center][b][color=1bd5ff]COLE MACGRATH[/color][/b][/center][/h1]

[b]Condition[/b]: [color=00a651]Healthy[/color]
[b]Status[/b]: [color=1bd5ff]Confused[/color]
[b]Inventory[/b]: Mysterious Watch
[b]Interactions[/b]: [b][color=1a7b30]Ralsei[/color][/b] [@Cloaked], 
[b][color=808080]Lilith[/color][/b]/[color=662d91][b]Shantae[/b][/color] [@Second2Last]
[b]Mentions[/b]: [b][color=ed1c24]Sephiroth[/color][/b][@TheRealMonaMona], [b][color=9e0b0f]Ultron[/color][/b] [@ClownTown], [color=ed1c24][b]Negan[/b][/color] [@Thatguyinastore], [color=004b80][b]Cloud[/b][/color] [@ratKing]

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[center][h3][b][color=1bd5ff]COLE[/color] HADN'T SLEPT NOR EATEN FOR DAYS ON END.[/b][/h3][/center]

Granted, he didn't need to thanks to being a Conduit. Electricity alone was what had powered him for the past couple days, which served him perfectly fine when he was ridding Empire City of the last of the other freaks. Reapers, Trash Men, the First Sons- they all needed to go. So when he finally cleared the last district of their influence, Cole thought his work was finally done.

But then that was when the feeling in the back of his neck began without warning. He didn't really mind it at first, since he figured it was one of the minor injuries he'd sustained during a firefight, but before long the pain rapidly intensified. He'd tried to drain a couple power sources, see if juicing himself up would heal whatever was going on, but it didn't help either. Before long, his motor functions shut down. Once he couldn't even feel his arms, he knew he was screwed.

Thankfully, he was already on top of one of Empire City's skyscrapers, so if this [i]was[/i] some kind of targeted attack, he wasn't immediately vulnerable, but he had nobody to call on, nobody to ask for help. So he chose to lie low, try to weather whatever this pain was. But the loss of feeling spread all over his body. Eventually, he could barely think through the pains, and the buzzing in his ear was the last warning sign he remembered before collapsing on top of the skyscraper.

[color=1bd5ff][i]Is that smell...[/i] [u]Rose and vanilla[/u]? [i]People still have that in Empire City?[/i][/color] Cole's eyes opened up at the pungent scent, before he saw what was going on. What he had found himself in. The first thing he focused on was the glass cage, and the platform above. Someone wanted to specifically throw him- and the cast of people that was in there with him- in this place. Was it because they were meant to be some kind of zoo exhibit?

As the voices around him slowly stopped sounding like a garbled mess, and he could actually pick out dialogue, he gleaned two important bits of information off of a couple ongoing conversations: First, the [b][color=9e0b0f]metal robot[/color][/b]- who sounded really pissed at the moment- claimed that they were in one "Metropolis", in a "LexCorp" building named after "Lex Luthor", before rambling about being captured and firing a laser at the glass... which promptly reflected into some [color=9e0b0f][b]arrogant guy[/b][/color] with a spiked bat, who wasn't afraid to express his displeasure despite the clear power difference on first glance. Second, a [color=1a7b30][b]pink-horned, glasses-wearing... [i]goat, thing[/i][/b][/color] had claimed a woman had told everyone to wait for Luthor, though he had no idea who that was. The lack of knowledge seemed to be a common theme, actually- almost everyone was expressing confusion as to what had happened to get into this cage. And to be honest, he was one of them- the robot and the goat weren't the only strange-looking people. Sentient, talking animals, people looking psychotic enough to fit right in with the Reapers, guys in actual superhero suits- it was like it was some crazy dressing convention, except everyone was [i]real[/i]. It was pretty surreal to see, but considering Conduits were apparently a thing Cole never knew about… he wasn’t chalking this up to some crazy dream just yet.

[color=1bd5ff]“If you didn’t hear that rambling robot, Lex Luthor apparently owns this LexCorp building in Metropolis.”[/color] Cole made himself known to Ralsei, [b][color=808080]Lilith[/color][/b] and [color=662d91][b]Shantae[/b][/color] simultaneously as his eyes continued scanning the crowd. One of the notable people- [color=004b80][b]Cloud[/b][/color]- had caught his eye, but the guy was walking off already. Whether Cole was intrigued was because of the giant sword the other guy wasn’t buckling under, the way he’d been talking earlier, or something else, MacGrath wasn’t sure. But for now, he marked Cloud down as someone to potentially talk to. Maybe gain an ally in this mess. The same went for… maybe Ralsei, even though he was an animal? The guy talked like he had a team before ending up here, after all.

[color=1bd5ff]“I hope those words mean anything to any of you, because I have no idea where the hell Metropolis is. Either way, the name’s Cole MacGrath.”[/color] As he uttered his name, a thought quickly occurred to him: Would anyone recognize him? He knew the government had been lying to the public about what happened to Empire City, so it was very possible nobody would know who the hell he was. Perhaps that was for the best, though.