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The Chosen Hunter


Well, the Chosen would have went ahead, and continued with his day, until he heard the word’s coming from Ultron, stopping him in his tracks. Hmm… you know, this man does bring up such a point. Why would they be stupid enough to even be in a environment that was bound to bring disadvantages to their fighting style, especially if they were called the ‘Firefly’ of all people. Of course, he wouldn’t start automatically assuming things completely, after all, there are some people who just use such names as codenames or something relating to what they do, and doesn’t completely fit what their name is. But, for now, he’ll accept this fact with a ‘hint of salt’, especially with the thought of this man at the very least, being competent enough to stay out of his own act of terrorizing this poor, helpless city, and well, if they weren’t, then he is sure to claim his head the same like the others he’ll come across in the future.

And that was until a certain yell has caught his attention, straight from behind. Turning around to face the strange and unknown voice in the room that didn’t fit any other individual’s voices he had heard so far, the Hunter could only widen his eyes in surprise, as the new arrival from before was charging straight towards him. And from what he can tell in his heightened reaction timing, they were wielding a very blade of the ‘Templars’, he recognize that familiar shape and the way it was forming out of their hand. Then again, it didn’t appear to be created by one of their ‘gauntlets’ like the Templars normally would, but no time to dwell upon that, the fact still remains the same, and unless he wants to end up getting a new scar across the chest just like when facing the Templars as well, then he needs to take evasive maneuvers.

Luckily for him, it appears his opponent was at the very least, looked all the much distracted… perhaps it was his recent killing that did so. Heh, well, he’ll take advantage of things such as this anyday. From his own perspective, time seem to have slowed (although, in reality, nothing to time has occurred), as he made his move, quickly going into a leap, he made his jump straight over Nahobino themself, manuerving his body when needed to avoid the blade touching his body. Time went ahead normally within his perspective, as he watched what was a close call heading towards him. But he wasn’t done yet, oh no, he wasn’t gonna let them get another chance at getting a slice at him, especially without him at the very least being in the advantage here. So, raising his left wrist, the Chosen did a small flick of the arm, as the grappling hook came forth from the device on the top of his left arm, moving ahead to quickly wrap up his ‘opponent’s’ legs if they weren’t quickly enough on the draw.

If successful, the Hunter would merely used his enhanced strength to pull on the grapple hook, and make Nahobino tumble straight down onto the floor. Well, that was much needed excitement for the day, but he much rather prefer not being the one on the receiving end of the attack. He could gone ahead and shot the person, but they initially didn’t seem hostile, only after commuting the deed of wiping out that thug from the face of the planet, but he was pretty sure his ’comrades’ wouldn’t enjoy the sight of that either. Best not to anger the whole room filled with superpowered junkies after all. The Hunter. Oils only stare down at Nahobino, a smirk rising on his face, as he said out loud in return “Well, rather quick to the draw, aren’t we. But I do suppose you ‘hero’ types much rather ‘curbstomp this villain into next week, think later’ sort of deals. But neat little attack you have there, but here’s a little tip for the future. Never go through with an attack unless you are sure you can land it, after all, every little hit matters, doesn’t it?

Now, onto ‘defusing’ the situation, because he much rather not deal with this for much longer. “Now, onto the real matter at hand. You only went after me because I ‘killed that man without any hesitation’, am I correct? I’ll just assume it as such… now, I don’t know about where you have been 5 minutes ago, probably playing ‘Princess’ with the lizard of yours. But, this man here along with the ones being escorted out have been causing a little trouble to my teammates here, blowing up the very tower we stand in, taking hostages within the very building, and even opening fire on us. The man I just murdered? He was nothing more but another pathetic excuse for a hireling, even going ahead just to kill his own comrades in cold-blood just to get a kill against my teammates. The only difference was the very fact that you couldn’t see it, yet, here you are, assuming things right off the bat, how cute. I’m sure my other ‘buddies’ here can confirm the very words I’m saying right now… and with that, the Hunter had finished his rather wordy speech, looking towards his ‘buddies’ for confirmation of the information he had provided the ‘target’ with. He just wants to get this done with already, there are far more interesting things to watch and perform… and well, he intends on doing them, most preferably without a goody-two shoes attempting to stop him from having fun.


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"Ex-cuse mE?!"

Tail tips igniting in a display of pure ire, the Umbral Witch's commentary had clearly been taken horribly by Berit, who felt like she was being compared to a miserable prostitute instead of the grand actress she had once been! Though... To be quite honest, stolen lives and riding off another's accomplishment was probably not valid. But a- A sex worker?! Twisted as it was, the Nekomata's standards were way higher than that, something lower than the rats that scurried the vain and dirty cities of London... Despicable, unacceptable!

Luckily enough, Hershel had chimed in again, throwing the desired compliments the angered Youkai's way. Though not by complete, the stroking of the cat's ego did keep her from starting a whole scene over Bayonetta's insolent tease, her partner knowing just how to balance out the proud and unhinged one's fire. Snobbishly raising her head with a 'hunf' and keeping her tail straight up, she had soon joined by the cleric's side again, eyeing the rest of the room with an overprotective jealous edge.

The organization of the groups little mattered to Berit, remaining in silent, alerted observation unless when talked to by Otto and in part by Date. The former had returned a pleasant response, earning a couple points of respect out of her. A clever man that one was, though as the day would progress, Rena would soon come to begin doubting it... For Date, well, she could only roll her eyes in slight annoyance as he reacted to the shapeshifting akin to a clueless child.

"Darling, if something this simple is enough to baffle you, then perrhaps you've ended up the wrong place today.", considering the size of the threat they seemed to have been 'enlisted' to deal with, the lack of professionalism was... quite telling. He wasn't going to last too long out there, was he? Aw, what a shame~!

On the other hand, Cole's doubt in her abilities had been met with clear hostility, the Nekomata's turquoise eyes glowing with murderous intent as she stared deep into his soul. Eventually, she smiled; Her eyes still piercing into the man as if the glare could tear him apart on the spot, leaving only a lump of meat soaked in blood behind.

"Ah foolish human, of course, a creature with such a tunnel-sighted train of thought would cast doubt into what they do not understand.", how dare he, how dare he assume that was everything she could do! Or that she was simply embiggening herself like an egotistical megalomaniac that was doomed to failure. If she said that she could be part of all teams, it was because she knew that to be the most rational truth, "Manipulation and Charisma has a lot more power than strength alone, did you know~?"

"But worry not, I've once had an entire village under my control. What I can do it's much better than what you're expected."

And yet, she wasn't going to tell him! Not after he had been so rude about it. Wait for the surprise with everyone else, you fiend.



Talking, talking, talking... Oh, so much talking! These people really loved the sound of their own voices-

And finally, action! A building was on fire, it was such an amateur's job and such a weak incendium. Honestly, they had decided to flee merely one-fourth of the task in! Preposterous. Arson was an art, this? This was... pitiful, even somewhat disrespectful. Urgh, not even the villains of this world had any class! Only the chaos was, kind of enjoyable. Berit got herself feeling rather nostalgic for a moment and then oop- It was gone.

This is where Spiderman's 'orders' started to crumble together with his reliable image. 'Get up top if you can' made sense but- Aren't, the civilians up there too? We're suddenly separating groups on ability not whether their abilities can be useful in the given situation?

A rescuing endeavor was, certainly not Berit's thing.

Differently from a certain absurdly moralistic bird boy with a penchant for throwing himself into deadly situations, the Nekomata did not have control over flames. Even if she crossed into the disaster area, there was not much that could be done for whichever poor soul was caught in between them. Expect perhaps to accelerate the process and end their suffering... Call it a display of mercy-

But no, none of it was enticing enough for the feline Youkai to make the effort of climbing buildings towards the top floor. Instead, she bid Hershel a quick farewell, mischievously approaching to lick his cheek before turning around, gradually walking away as if nothing had happened. He could stay with the boring outdoors while she, was going for a hunt right inside.

And oh my, how exciting things had gotten!

Berit's first thought had been some kind of illusion, as what should be a collapsed building looked more like a stylish 5-star hotel's hallway instead. The chaotic tone of a disembodied voice had the Nekomata filled with anticipation. It was a real delight to be faced with something so out of ordinary for once! Silent, yet craving for escalating twists one after the other, once they got to the dinner table, she felt quite... underwhelmed.

Sure, sure, they had some kind of aesthetic going for them, and it was interesting but- Brunch? This was basically just brunch and, it wasn't very exciting... She had expected so much more!

Be it an act of defiance or her attempt at making up for wasted time, the Nekomata had sat on the table itself, being a proud asshole cat, and touched none of the offerings, winning about how she only eats meat; Raw meat, preferably human meat. Despite everything, the rudest approach would come from a ghost and some electric black and green creature. She hadn't been paying attention. Of course, for such a chaotic host, he did not seem mad about it, perhaps even eager. Berit had to give the man a bit of respect for that.

Illusion or not, it intensified. Choosing to watch in their new twisted reality, the Nekomata enjoyed as one of their own was put against the group, against their will. Wherever was in that strangely smelling tea had the power of suggestion! A bit cliched, yes, why would you trust random tea offered by a man on a tacky tophat- But even so, there was some charm in the tactic... It was passable and entertaining enough.

"Oh yes, 'mine, mine, mine', how many times will we have to explain to you humans that you do not choose the cat?", the feline taunted with an amused purr, "Oh no, we're the ones that choose you! And what a shame, I've already made my choice..."

She had only expected to be a watcher this time, appreciate the chaos, follow how the others dealt with things, but Lilith's idea would be soon the catalyst for a worse one... Remove the masks? You've got it. But how about going even deeper than that? Control or no control, Berit couldn't care less about the well-being of the rabbit henchmen. Her sharp nails grew into long deadly claws and as the woman lunged towards a couple of the men, she aimed for their faces ripping out masks and flesh; Everything she had the right to at once!

Her flowery kimono top went into a second blossoming as splatters of blood added a macabre new pattern.

"But don't be down, my dear! If I carve your heart still beating from out of your chest, then you'll never be alone again.", she continued taunting, hoping that the Hatter was still watching. Watching as his show got so swiftly pulled from under his feet-!

"That's what love means after all, isn't it? To become one-"

Ahh~ She missed this so much! It was... extremely freeing.
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Voss' CS


"Well, maybe if I..."

Voss picked up his Jakobs and attempted to use the bayonet on the end to tuck the blade underneath the wristband and saw outward. This, of course, failed. He would've kept at it (and possibly risk cutting himself in the process) if a certain Espeon hadn't arrived on the scene. In the middle of his operation, Voss' head perked up as soon as he heard a new voice behind him. He turned around to face Eric just as his recently sacked goodies and trash rose high into the air to orbit the cat. Voss immediately scrambled to his feet and almost slipped as his worn running blade failed to grip the ground. Once he was fine, he didn't hesitate to threaten Eric.

"Uh, the feck ye are?" Voss marches toward Eric, following him to one of the victims. He both looks and sounds pissed, as one might expect from someone who was eager to rob the vulnerable. "All that shite's mine, so feck off an' give it back 'fore a poke a hole through yer sides." It seemed hypocritical for Voss to toss away most of his catch because he assumed it was useless, only to iterate that they were all rightfully his when someone takes them. Anyway, he continues to bitch. "Finder's keepers, kitty-cat. If their families want it so bad, they'll pay a ransom. Then every'un's happy!"

Then he noticed Negan siding with Eric, which flustered him somewhat as he tried to reason it. Ultimately, Voss tries to grab some of the floating items while bribing the man. Whether or not Voss' attempts at taking the floating items succeeded, he would not retrieve anything substantial. "I - er - HUAT? Yer helpin' him? Nay even if I split the spills wit' ye?" On the topic of the civilians, Voss reiterated. "Them? Sure! ... if ye let me have me stuff back."

When even bribing would most likely not work, Voss would continue to pester Eric and Negan to the camp where All-Might and Hershel resided. It seemed that the crazy old man was hesitant to actually threaten the pair with violence, as Voss continued to make half-assed tries at persuading Eric to drop the items instead... That, or he was so stupefied by Eric's display that it rotted away Voss' remaining neurons.

Eventually, Voss blended into the background so much that the other characters began to speak over him as they made an effort to save these civilians. Every time he began to talk, the others would interrupt, making him a stuttering mess.

"I - er - wait - if ye'd jest stay still - or jest stop... please...? Hey... Hey... HEY!"

When all else failed, Voss walked up to what he believed was his obstacle. The group had several bodies from the street in the camp, where they were hoping to save them. So, it was only logical for the unhinged sea captain to point to the nearest one using one of his trusty Jakobs...



Without warning, Voss pulled the trigger and unceremoniously fired at one of the bodies in the head. If the shot lands, not only would it mean death for the civilian, but if it hits the head, everyone else in the camp risks a second gunshot wound as the bullet is guaranteed a ricochet to the nearest person.

Regardless of the outcome, Voss would turn to the group and shrug, smiling broadly as if he made a simple mistake.

"... Accidental discharge."
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Eric


BANG!

Eric had felt the gunshot shake the ground. With a flick of his tail and a glowing of his gem, the bullet stops mere centimeters away from the civilian's head. The Espeon calmly looks over at Voss, smiling.

"Trigger discipline saves lives, you know. It's simple. Take your finger off the trigger, and BAM!" Eric lets loose the bullet, launching it at the speed of sound over Voss' shoulder. "Everyone's just a little bit safer!" He then opens his eyes and stares at Voss, blinking in confusion. "Whoops. Kinda broke my own rule there. Oh well. Do as I say, not as I do! Here, Captain Kenway," Eric throws a roll of bandages towards Voss. "You know how to wrap a gash, right?"

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Since the thug in question was... well, dead, Cole's abilities to look back into his memories didn't really span very far. However, that didn't seem to matter, because he basically found everything he needed right away.



In the memory playback, Cole could see what seemed to be a man in some sort of fortified, fireproof armor hovering over them thanks to a nifty jetpack that looked like metallic wings of some sort. He was breathing heavy, almost to the point that it sounded like he was choking. "As soon as I leave, blow the charges on the lower floors!" the figure said, his voice as broken and raspy as his breathing. The thugs nodded, and then he let out a sharp laugh, before flying off.

And that was all that could be seen.

As soon as the playback of the memory ended, though, a loud thumping noise could be heard from a nearby closet - which was miraculously unharmed despite the collapsed state of the building.

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While Sougo continued to fight his allies, the Mad Hatter just continued to laugh. His manic chortles filled the area, echoing off nonexistent walls. It filled your heads - possibly even beginning to drive you rather mad.

However, that laughter ceased the very moment that Lilith got the idea to remove the masks. "Wh-what? N-..no! Stop it! Stop it right now!" the Hatter cried out. "Removing those masks is something that I simply will not allow!"

As he said this, the thugs became angrier and more violent, erratically attacking the group in more desperate ways. However, on the flipside, the masks of those who Lilith managed to siphon from fell off - and her suspicions were proven correct as they stopped fighting instantly. Instead of continuing to fight, they just looked at Lilith and the others with very confused, very worried faces. "W-where the hell are we!?"

"Good thinkin'!" Joel exclaimed as he began to work at removing the masks alongside the others. Your heads began to feel heavier and heavier by the moment - but as the masks were removed from the thugs, they rapidly began decreasing in number.

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Grey


Wait- the masks? Grey glances over at Lilith and the others joining in to remove the masks from their attackers. Of course- the Hatter's probably controlling them that way! And their confused reactions after taking the masks off just confirms it!



Grey takes a deep breath and activates his shield, completely protecting him from any attacks and allowing him to pull the mask off of each goon that comes his way with ease. He yanks the mask off of one, then kicks another and takes the mask from him, then, ducking another punch, sweeps the legs out from under another minion and takes his mask off, too!

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As he was restrained by both the Monke and Grey, Sougo struggled to move, trying to shake the two off of his body. However, it seems that the source of their hypnosis is revealed--it's the mask. However, the problem with this is that Sougo's mask isn't something that can be removed easily.

"B...Belt..." Sougo's voice strained, as if struggling to fight against the tea's hypnosis. "Take it...Off...!" He groaned, but with a sudden sharp breath, his will was once again silenced. They may have restrained his arms, but they didn't restrain the one part that makes a Rider strong--his legs.

Crouching, Sougo soon launched himself onto the air using the OOO Armor's Hopper legs, taking the Monke with him as Grey moved onto taking off the minion's masks. Airborne, Sougo attempted to shake off the monkey clinging onto him
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Voss' CS


Voss was anticipating the wet, gorey sound of bullet meeting skull, but when seconds passed and nothing seemed to happen, Voss turned around to find that... FUCK HE DID IT AGAIN FUCK FUCK FUCK

Eric didn't seem mad at all. Just... oddly clueless. Like a shitty mascot for a PSA from the 90's telling you that you shouldn't piss on an electrical fence. Why is he like this? Listen man, you don't question the pink cat who just let the stopped bullet fly past you again and you can't tell whether or not that was a threat in disguise.

Anyway, Eric sends Voss a roll of bandages his way and he just... stands there... I wonder what he's thinking about.



maybe he's thinking about shitposts when he should've slepin or sum...
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Negan furrowed his brows as the cat thing began to reprimand him for using swear words. Despite that, though, that same smirk was maintained as he began to speak again,



"Well, pardon me," Negan jovially said - a stark contrast to the annoyance he was truly feeling underneath the mask of slick tomfoolery, "In fact... excuse the shit out of my Goddamn French!" That last comment was made with a loud yell - clearly with the intent to piss off the mutant cat thing. He then watched as Eric poked him square in the chest. His lips pursed and he took in what he was told about sanitation - not that it remotely fuckin' mattered to him one Goddamn bit. Still, though, he did help with the broken and battered bodies by not-so-carefully hoisting one over his shoulder and dragging it to the nearby camp.

Negan proceeded to haphazardly toss down one of the bodies once they reached said camp - not really paying much mind to Hershel's introduction in the meantime. "Sorry... sorry..." Negan said as he raised a hand to his mouth and began to pick between his teeth. "Got somethin' stuck in my teeth..."

He remained silent for a while - until Eric asked for rubbing alcohol. Negan smiled at that and raised a finger, "Oh! I got just the thing for that!" he chuckled as he reached into his jacket, producing a flask moments later. What followed was the sight of Negan pouring some kind of foul-smelling booze all over the wounds of the injured.

Welp.

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Ultron's internet search would prove fruitful in the case of both Firefly and Superman.

In Superman's case, most of what Lex had told the group was pretty much already readily available. Most of it wasn't anything new - other than one interesting nugget of information. Superman had apparently gone missing weeks before resurfacing, at which point he'd randomly began attacking innocent civilians.

And then for Firefly, he found quite a few things. His real name is Garfield Lynns. He's a pyromaniac with severe burns on ninety-percent of his body - and he has an extreme obsession with fire. His M.O. matches that of what's happened at the burning building so far. He's mostly known for terrorizing Gotham City, but recently he'd been sighted around the Metropolis area in the weeks leading up to today.

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Eric


Eric rolls his eyes at Negan's unsatisfactory performance. Booze? Really? That alcohol isn't concentrated. That silly goose Negan. "No no no no nooo, my drunk friend! You need to use PROPER alcohol!" The Pokemon takes out a small bowl from his bag as well as a couple of berries, then begins to crush them with a stick taken from the same pouch. Soon enough, he's made a good enough puree to be drank straight from the bowl. He then hovers it over to Negan. "Here. Combine that hard liquor with this fruity goodness and take a good long chug of that. In my presence, you'll drink nothing but the best alcohol. Understand? I'm not taking no for an answer."

The cat winks at the man and gets right back up to bandaging up civilians and treating their burns, humming to himself as if nothing had happened and stowing away the other items in his bag.

He might be actually insane.

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Young man, I know how you feel right now. An innocent life was taken, and we couldn’t do anything to stop it. We’re lucky they haven’t killed us. But if you act without thinking, you may get us killed. I will do everything in my power to protect you. Heed this blue assailant’s wisdom—It may prove itself beneficial.

Talk about the works.. The fusion, Aogami and Kurumi, were left completely constrained, bound by The Chosen’s grappling hook tightly holding together their legs. They struggled against it, afraid to cut the restraints with their laser sword, since The Chosen did carry a gun. Nooot the smartest idea. Making rash and thoughtless decisions on a whim was.. what they usually did, yes, because they had a heart of gold. They wanted to protect the weak, and of course, every human deserved to live in their eyes, no matter what they’ve done. They just couldn’t bring themself to kill another human being. They couldn’t imagine how much their friends and family would be devastated by the loss. Perhaps that’s why seeing the death of the thug hurt them so much. Putting themselves in their allies’ shoes, if that were their best friend, hypothetically speaking, he would mourn their death for the rest of his life. That being had an impact on other living beings, even positive ones. The act of doing that without any remorse, was.. Unthinkable for Nahobino.

But it was the complete and utter contrary for The Chosen Hunter. They did it ruthlessly, without any mercy, without any second thoughts. Quick, easy, and immediate. The thug’s life was trivial in their eyes, despite the things they had done. Despite murdering and attempting murder itself.. They could have repented for it somehow! That person had friends and family, had an impact, had feelings like any other. They probably were dragged into a scheme or dark ploy without even knowing about it, used for some top dog’s personal gain and thought no more of than just a tool. Their lives, their deaths, meant nothing to that superior, probably. Nahobino didn’t know their entire situation. Death still wasn’t justified here. They could have changed the thugs for the better.

That’s the thing with people. There would always be conflicts if given freedom. But that’s what made life so interesting. Everyone was different—the way they grew up, the ways their personalities were shaped, the environments they lived in to shape that personality, their ways of life, ideals.. Everything was different. They could have similarities, but ultimately, they weren’t alike. And that’s why there were two sides to this situation. A clear cut difference, between The Chosen and Nahobino himself, down to every last detail. However.. a challenge to the fusion’s philosophies were always welcome.

It still was an innocent life!” The Devil Summoner practically roared, Aogami managing to heat the Proto-Fiend’s body hot enough to burn the restraints off. They got back up on their feet with heavy panting, wary, biting their royal blue, soft lips, looking up with a scowl. “I don’t care what they did. We still could have saved them.. made them repent, somehow.

Seth returned into the fusion’s mind, dematerializing in a burst of bright blue light. As if prepared to fight, Nahobino stanced up in preparation. He guessed he did arrive a tad late. The explanation was useful, though. Quickly, they bounded for Cole, hoping to help with them for saving everyone earlier. He summoned Black Frost from the depths of their mind, and the mischievous jester hopped out with a pep in his step and hopping about, happy-go-lucky about something. “Hee-ho! My master with the luscious blue locks here wants to ask you if you’re alright-ho!” Where was Amanozako, their traveling companion..? They hoped to find them soon. They almost missed her high-pitched, slightly annoying voice bombarding him every five seconds.
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After ensuring that the Hostages were safe down at Spider Man's web, Penny returned to see quite the scene. For one, there seems to be a gaping hole on the ceiling now, along with the appearance of a blue haired feminine figure, who had summoned a cute looking black creature, reminiscent of a snowman, in order to assist Cole.

Still, with that remaining thug lying dead on the floor, Penny could only assume that their interrogation went well. Not that it was a method she could've approved of, but...She wasn't able to stop it. From what she heard while flying back up, it seems that this blue haired fellow expressed that feeling for her. A life snuffed for the sake of justice is still a life lost.

Regardless, there was one thing that can be heard in the aftermath--a thumping on a nearby closet.

"Could that be anyone else?" Penny asked aloud, heading towards the closet that seemed relatively unharmed, using her thermal vision to check for heat signatures.

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COLE MACGRATH


Condition: Healthy/COMPLETELY DRAINED
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Well, that looks like the goon was telling the truth, then. The guy in Cole’s vision certainly didn’t appear to be the Superman that Lex Luthor had shown the group. And if Superman could fly on his own, he didn’t need some jetpack to go around.

Either way, the instant the vision ended, Cole stood up as he blinked the image out a couple times. He’d done the psychic stuff a few times before, but he was never going to get used to it whatsoever. His grim gaze shifted to the others, before speaking up.

“These guys weren’t hired by Superman. Someone in a jetpack and metal suit, with some kinda breathing issue, set them up to detonate bombs in the lower levels. Might’ve been the flying person we saw earlier, too.” Cole was certainly feeling glad he hadn’t taken the easy way out now; if he’d been hasty to move on, they wouldn’t have found out that their target this time may not be Superman himself. Regardless, his eyes looked over to see the goon dead, and the blue-haired man shouting at the sniper about taking a precious life. It wasn’t that hard to put two and two together, so when the Chosen Hunter said some bullshit about them being goons, MacGrath scoffed.

“We don’t have to kill every low life street thug. Prisons exist for morons like them; leave the executions for the really sick psychos.” Cole scornfully replied, though he wasn’t exactly in a good current shape to make his point via violence. Thankfully, the blue haired man had summoned a monster partner, who had noticed how hunched down Cole was and asked if he needed help.

“Yeah, I’m fine. Just need a little electricity around here, and I’ll be all better.” In fact, he’d started using his Electrical Pulse, using his senses to search for a power source to drain. This was, unfortunately, interrupted by the thumping on the closet. As Penny asked if it was someone else, MacGrath followed behind despite being lightningless, warily eyeing the closet as if some monster was about to come out of it any minute.

“Keep your guard up anyways. Better to be safe rather than sorry.” Considering he was the one without electricity at the moment, Cole decided it’d be best for him to take point so the others could focus whatever weapons they had. So, without further ado, he walked up to the closet door, waiting for someone besides Penny to acknowledge the door. When that happened, he’d stand off to the side and quickly open the closet door, exposing who- or what- the source of the sounds were…
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Red Riding Hood


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When the ceiling above herself and the others fell on in, surrounding and/or crushing them all, Red was not so lucky. Confused when she heard the initial crumbling and then finding herself under some of the fallen rubble, it took a short while for her to emerge from what had buried her and injured her sufficiently - not too much damage, but the pain is at least noticeable enough to Red herself but not enough to keep her down. It is but a scratch, one could say - and though it didn't look the best, Red tried her best to hold up a wide smile as she sliced her way through any more rubble that stopped her from moving. The hostages should be fine - that remaining thug is out like a light for a while. Shame, too - Red was having a bit too much fun messing around like that for once.

So that then turned her attention to the two new arrivals - one with a GOD DAMN DRAGON, and the other who just dropped in from above! Red wasn't even sure what to say or do, but as she listened closely, the former was responsible for the collapsing of this building - or at least that which just happened - to affect the group here. Could they have really changed the lives of those thugs? They were literally unwilling to cooperate no matter what, as far as she was aware - and Red arrived late! Before Red could say or do anything, she would pause before she even took a step when she heard Cole speak up - as it sounded like he had seen something - or learned something. She doesn't quite understand, but upon hearing it as it was, she was somewhat relieved.

"So, what you're saying is, we may not just have to worry about this Superman we were told about, but others too. Great." Though she didn't sound too enthusiastic, this was probably for the better to know about - they were not told this by Lex, for whatever reason, but knowing about multiple threats gives them more to juggle and more to think about. "Well, if that's the case, they should still be nearby, right? These are just his goons, so the guy himself can't have gotten far by now depending on how good that bucket of bolts is." She thought aloud as her tone lowered, diving into her own thoughts to think about this even more. Just who is this, and which of these problems do they prioritise? The local protector who suddenly took a turn, or a (most likely) smaller-scale evil, who may or may not have any connections to this mess at all?
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Bardock

You know, if it hadn't stopped occuring by now, he really would've liked his future vision to have warned him about that. Then again, it probably would've just shown him something completey unrelated. Bardock has originally braced himself to land on what he'd expected to be the floor below, not to mention the potential rubble that might've followed his lead and have landed on top of him, always happens. But it indeed seemed as if things didn't quite turn out as he expected. Though, much to his brief suprise, someone actually caught him. Although, it was a face he didn't recognise from when they were all crammed inside the building with Lex, so...just where'd they come from? Wait a minute, were they the reason that thing came tearing through the roof he was stood on?- Tch, What's with that unimpressed look of theirs too? The saiyan grumbled, aiming to speak to his mind just a bit. "What? You got something you wanna say to me? Who even-"

He wouldn't actually get a chance to finish his question, naturally. If anything it seemed that as soon as Nahobino caught him, they were already letting go of him in an attempt to strike the chosen. Which mean't he was going to collide with the ground after all. Bardock hit the groud with a slight thud, and while he was slightly annoyed that they just-dropped him, at least it was better than not being caught at all. He didn't waste much time in picking himself back up though, dusting himself off ever so slightly. At least he'd been spared from any of the rubble, so that's a plus. Thanks to The Chosen Hunter's rather wordy speed though, he seemed to get the gist of what roughly had happeend before the roof came crashing down. Though When Cole revealed that infact, the might have more than Superman to deal with, he scowled.

"What, so there's someone else we've got to look out for too?" Needless to say he didnt sound too happy about that. 'Pain in the ass' he'd probably call it, but it wasn't like they could do anything about it yet. Though, his anoyance at the revelation was cut short by the thumping of the oddly unharmed closet. He turned his attention to it, heading towards it like Penny and Cole had before slightly stancing up incase it was indeed, bad. Guess they'll find out what's inside when Cole finally opens it up.




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"Are they sleeping?" A.M.A.Z.O. said as he looked at the dead and unconscious goons alike. "We should leave them be while we find this 'Firefly' they speak of.

He turned towards the thing Penny was turning his attention to, before slinging a web to the closet's knobs.

"Everyone. Stand back," A.M.A.Z.O. said as he summoned an electrically-charged sword in his other hand.

"Three, two, one..."

With that, he swung the door open, preparing for what was inside.

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The various energy attacks of Sougo's that flew the team's way and missed were absorbed by Ben's plug-like antannae. "Alright! Now it's time for the Feedback!"

Feedback, as Ben decided to call this form, grabbed a chair, charging it with Sougo's own energy and aimed it for his legs as he took a big leap.

"A jump into the sky turns into another victory from yours truly! HAAAAAIIIYYYAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!"

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All Might

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All Might opened his mouth to reply to Ultron — and with something more important than merely pointing out that he’d already made the Jeff Bezos joke earlier, I swear — but chaos ensued before he could. The most concerning and derailing sounds were, of course, the very nearby gunshots. When he turned around to see what was going on, he was at first relieved to see that no one had been shot, but… Between Voss still holding a gun, Negan dumping what looked like liquor on a patient, and some feline creature also in possession of a gun and proceeding to… crush up berries? It all seemed a bit much for the old hero.

”Enough!”




After that shouted call to order, anyone that would care to glance All Might’s way would find them fixed in an intense angry gaze that had been known to make most lesser villains soil themselves. He focused his ire mainly on Voss, Negan, and Eric, who’d made fine work of completely terrifying the gathered survivors.

”You three! If any of you have actual first aid training, stick to the sterilized supplies gathered in these crates. If you don’t have the proper training, then you’ll likely do more harm than good by trying to treat these people. I appreciate the desire to help, but it might be better for you to either help gather information or else keep an eye on the perimeter. And you!” All Might shifted his attention to focus on Voss in particular. ”If your weapons are so prone to ‘misfires’ then either put them away or hand them over. If I hear one more gunshot from you inside this camp, you’d better have a damn good excuse or be prepared to be forcibly restrained!”

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Lilith and Shantae


Location: Mad Hatter's Arena


It looks like Shantae and Lilith's idea worked, once the masks came off for the separate individuals they immediately stopped attacking and were free from The Hatter's curse. "There's...a lot to explain." Lilith said to the one person who asked where they were. Answering questions was not important right now because there were more people to free from this curse.

One by one The Hatter's henchman drifted away from his control and you could guess that he was pretty livid about this, demanding that they stop this nonsense immediately, but obviously they weren't going to listen to this wacko, and just in case Lilith decided to check up on Shantae to see how she's holding up. "Uh Shantae, how are things going over there?"

"Haven't tapped out yet." She said still trying to mess with Sougo and keep him occupied.

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