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[h1][color=7d16c7]Oliver Sullivan[/color][/h1]
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[hr][hr] Jubilee Park and Garden
[color=7d16c7]Skills:[/color] Super Speed
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          Slow. That was exactly how Oli felt once his lifeforce had been drained out of him, and not even in the way that he'd felt when his powers had been inhibited, more like a nasuea, where parts of his body and mind knew how to, and even still [i]were[/i] traveling fast. The incongruence made him feel sluggish and awful in a way that was difficult to describe, and all he could do was force out, "[color=7d16c7]Please never do that again.[/color]" as he stumbled around on feet. He looked towards the eye, intent on speeding towards it, but found himself incapable of doing so. 

          "[color=7d16c7]You know what? Fuck it.[/color]" He said, drawing the laser sword and lining up the blade with the eye. He wasn't getting up close to that thing, not when he didn't have reliable access to his powers. Instead, he would chuck a lightsaber into the eye of a massive demon, because that's what his life was now apparently. Throwing, he technically wiffed, missing his target, but found purchase on one of its tentacles, severing the appendage from the damned beast.