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InFamous: Generations

Kiera
Keira was just enjoying her typical day, Zeke came in on cue as usual, his usual boisterous self was a pleasure to her ears. Then stuff started to go to utter chaos. One man got up and left and a few minutes later there was a commotion of gunfire which was followed by sirens and news vans. Keira briefly looked outside and sighed seeing what was outside. Two Reaper informates stuck to a building with a message written out.
"Scorn definitely will not be happy about that," Keira mumbled to herself. She had gotten to know Scorn well enough in Curdon Cay that crossing her was a very, very bad idea. She could act sweet and nice but Keira learned that was the mask, that wasn't Scorn, Scorn was the thing that everyone feared, a psychopath that wasn't afraid to do anything to get what she wanted done.
Then of course Eli came in a little while after, he was a usual customer. The only thing Keira knew about him was that he was from Curdon Cay as well, she did remember seeing him at least once or twice there. Unfortunately today it seemed more trouble was just finding its way to the quaint cafe. It appeared Eli had taken a fancy to a woman he perhaps should of checked before who she was with. The next thing Keira knew was there was a fight, with customers moving out of the way or leaving before things got to ugly. She had been finishing an order when she watched Eli get thrown out. Shortly after he came through one of the windows which made her groan as she went around the counter where she had been. By the time she was around, Eli had taken care of the fight.
"Really Eli, I'm going to make you start paying if you break the window again, thrown through or not," Keira said, using her abilities to pick up the shattered glass and started to reform it back together bit by bit. When she was done, it looked like it did before Eli had been thrown through it.
"So Zeke the usual?" she asked when she was finished and seeing she was over there she might as well get his order.
"Yeah babe the same as every day," Zeke said before looking at Eli and then also at Keira giving her a brief nod to say she should listen as well ",Can't talk much about it here but I have some information that you two might want to hear, come by the bar later and I'll share it with ya."
With that Keira went away to get Zeke's usual order of coffee. She came back within a few minutes and Zeke payed her.
"I better get going, to much excitement all ready for one day," he laughed ",Don't want to be late to opening my own bar. Keira you take care, Eli don't crash through anymore windows. Not every place has a glass conduit."
With that Zeke left, leaving Keira to wonder what he wanted to talk about at the bar. Unfortunately she wouldn't know until her shifted ended in the afternoon.
"So Eli what will it be today?" she asked.

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Scorn
Scorn looked at the hand and then gave a smile that was sweet, a cover up for her true self as to not scare the kid off."My name is Scorn," she said taking his hand into hers and giving it a shake ",Now as for your powers not getting you anywhere, well have you tried ever broadening your horizons, looking to see what greatest your powers could hold. Your powers aren't going to bring you what you want after all, you have to go out and do it yourself. That's where I can come in, I can help you with that."
She got distracted during her little speech by what the kid was holding, it seemed to be a rabbit.
"Oh and who's your little friend?" Scorn asked out of curiosity.
Before she could get a reply though, her phone went off, a buzzing coming from her pocket."Oh excuse me for a second," Scorn said taking the call ",Yeah what is it, Krieg?" She asked.
She didn't say anything, only listened as Krieg delivered the news. Her hand began to shake in anger, her teeth gritting in agitation. Someone had taken out two of her informates. From what she understood from Krieg, who was watching the news report of the incident, they were hanging from a building with a message. It appeared they were stuck to the building with light. She had a few conduits she could choose to blame for that, those that she had met at Curdon Cay.
She couldn't loose her sanity here though, not in front of the kid. She hid her face which showed her true face at the moment."Well take care of it then, bail them out or something but I want them back to deal with them personally, understood?..... Good, now ta-ta."
She hung up the phone and put it away before turning back to Sebastian her face now once more a mask."Sorry a little trouble with my group of friends. Conduits like us and a few norms."

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Yes I'm going to have to question that myself.
Also I'm pondering if Gravity and Sound are too OP. I don't want to stifle people's creations but I do draw a line at what can be used. I mean with gravity you could potentially shift gravity to whatever you want making it impossible for others to fight you at all. I'll wait and see what Quad does with what he can do with those powers but whatever it is, it can't be something that basically means you win all fights.
As for sound again I run into the same problem. If you are able to obstruct sound then could that mean you just win all fights, it's hard to fight someone who sneaks up on you without making a sound. Basically my big problem is the Sound Nullification. I mean how big exactly is the area he can hush up? A small bubble around him, or an entire room?

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Yes it is still open, and can't wait to see the character.

Now as for Maxi, well that Reaper guy probably isn't joking, Scorn probably would try skinning him alive. She might not like when conduits turn on other conduits but when you get in her way, she will make it rain blood. Interesting to see how that turns out. Guess she could have some more informates running around, just norms mostly who she has forced into her employment but the three guys mentioned in the first post are going to be like her three main norms. Guess the two Reaper Conduits, the Dustman Conduit, and the three main norms would be like her elite right now, the rest being underlings. Few conduits, mostly forced norms to work for her.
As for the two norms that now are hanging against the building. Well they might face a similar fate if they start squealing to the cops. XD

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Hey Keira can always help Maxi out. She might want to try and change Scorn but won't allow her to have her way.

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You can go at it if you want. As long as people don't do like twenty pages of just them conversing I have no problem with people posting whenever.

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Yeah sorry, I just posted what I had to quickly get something up but had to go for awhile. I do want to put some more up so just give me a moment.

As for special abilities, yes we probably can have special abilities, one each at minimum, don't want it getting carried away with them.

Now as for Scorn, well yes, I wanted her to be like that. XD Something between Vaas Montenegro in Far Cry 3, Bane from Batman, and just a bit more unhinged. XD She's a smart psychopath that has her fun with what she does and enjoys twisting family friendly songs to her own tune.

EDIT:
There the magnificent Scorn appears before Sebastian.

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Keira

Keira awoke to warm sun on her face, coming through her window. She slowly got up, not wanting to leave the warmth of her bed but had to if she wished to get to her job on time. Ever since Curdon Cay though it was all ways the little things that were the most enjoyable things, stuff most people take for granted. A warm bed to sleep in, an apartment that had more then one room to it, fresh air, and so forth. She began her day with breakfast, a shower, and getting dressed, and then killed time before having to leave by watching a little TV, floating a small piece of glass in her hand and making different shapes with it it. There was still no news of Scorn or the Reapers. In one of the rooms could be found a maze of string, pictures, paper clippings, and pins holding it all together, trying to piece together where Scorn, aka Chloe, was at. Few knew the truth and it took several months after Curdon Cay before she herself and put it together but Keira and Scorn were related, half sisters, born from the same mother. Keira had tried to make friends with Scorn who had accepted Keira as a friend of some sorts but Keira couldn't always handle how Scorn was, her insanity. Yet seeing how she had pieced together Scorn bit by bit, it wasn't entirely surprising she was insane. She had led a terrible life yet from some she had heard before the death of her father and step-mother at her own hands, Scorn had been an timid and shy girl who was always kind. Something pushed her over the edge though she hadn't put that together. She wanted to try and bring Scorn around yet after the video a few months back, she wasn't sure she could. Scorn was intent with her plans it seemed, of destroying the Syndicate and who knows what else.
Keira looked at her clock and decided it was time to go. She shut off her TV and went to the window opening it. She then went over to a wall where a large piece of glass was at.
"All right, here we go. three.... two.... ONE!" she said before running out the window, jumping and then free falling. She placed the glass underneath her and formed it into the shape of a board. Before she hit the ground she suddenly zoomed up, flying on the piece of glass.
"Now this is the only way to travel," she said to herself zooming past buildings and taking turns at break neck speeds, all the while her feet remained glued to the glass. Her job was a nearby coffee shop, a job she needed after the last few jobs hadn't ended so well but she was intent on keeping this one. She slowed down when she reached the shop and lowered herself to the ground. When she was on the ground, she picked up the piece of glass and took it inside, the manager knowing what she was, allowed her to keep the piece of glass as long as it remained in the back until the end of her shift. Most people were kind to her, few anti conduit people came to the coffee shop after an incident between Keira and one of the anti conduit protesters. She was in the right for what happened and the guy got what was coming to him.
The one person though that she always was happy to see come in was a man named Zeke. He was an oddball that was for sure but from what she had heard, he had been Cole Macgrath's best friend, the saint of New Marais. She was always happy to serve him since he was a conduit advocate and had actually made a lot of headway for conduits surprisingly despite himself looking not so much the part for such a political spotlight. He owned a bar himself, in an area that was primarily full of conduits. He usually though got coffee on his way to work and she always wanted to be on top to talk with him a little. All in all it was just another day in the Big Apple.

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Scorn

"Oh she's checking her list, checking it twice. She's going to find out who's naughty or nice. Scorn is coming to town," Scorn said to herself as she continued her way across the rooftops ",I only want the especially naughty ones though. The nice ones will just get a beating." She laughed to herself, if anyone was around, they definitely wouldn't stay around hearing her laugh. It screamed how insane she was. She did have a list of names of people she was hoping to find, old acquaintances of hers in Curdon Cay or just people who she had found interesting in conduit prison who might of shared her interests.
"Lets see who we have on the list," she continued to herself taking out a piece of paper that was rather old and partially stained with blood ",Hmm, oh no can't find him, he's dead.... No not her, to weak..... Maybe him..... Maybe her.... Pretty sure she's a prostitute....," she did this for all the names on the list looking them over before putting it back in her pocket.
"Guess we shall just see what the cat drags in today," she said and then once more began bouncing between shadows on the rooftops. She would of kept going on her merry way if it wasn't for something that caught her eye. She saw three conduits, one tormenting another which made her blood boil. A conduit torturing one of their own? That was lower then norms standards of what they did to conduits? She would of probably gone over to help if it wasn't for another conduit that appeared, a young boy who was the third conduit who she watched defused the situation.
Interesting, she thought to herself ,He seems familiar. Wait.... Ah yes the young kid in Curdon Cay, always alone.
Once the situation seemed defused, and the kid appeared alone that was when Scorn made her presence known, appearing behind the kid.
"My, my, you are a special one aren't you?" she said walking behind him ",You have some interesting talents."

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And so it begins.
You don't need to have dates on your posts. I merely did that because of the first part of my post to show that it happened at an earlier date then when this RP is taking place.

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Date: April 13th 9:31:24 PM EST

It had been just another night in the Big Apple drawing to an end, but tonight would be different from any other night. In Time Square suddenly all the flashing lights and TVs went dark. For a brief few seconds everything was in utter chaos and then, the TV screens in timescreen returned, showing off a man tied to a chair and beaten in appearance. Then two red orange eyes pierced into the screen, a face covered by the shadow of the hoodie the person wore.
"Good evening, residence of New York City. How are we tonight? I'm fabulous thanks for asking and I'm your resident demon of New York, Scorn," a feminine voice said over the screens ",Now that introductions are out of the way, let us get to the main business of things which includes a lovely show. Now you all heard a few months back about the cute little group called the Syndicate right? Well I have one of their members, right back their in the chair, say hello Phil." The person in front of the camera moved out of the way and pointed it at the man in the chair, who's name was now known to be Phil. The camera zoomed in on the man and lurking in the shadows on either side of the chair could be seen two white coated men, wearing a similar jacket to the woman who had been standing in front of the camera except for the colors.
"Now Phil here is, or I should say was one of the Syndicate's glowing eye freaks. A new recruit but none the less part of the group," the female coming back into view of the camera and walking towards Phil and then sat in his lap, having a hand gentle go down his face, revealing the sharp claws on her hands. Phil's eyes were full of terror which if it wasn't for the hoodie obscuring the face of the female known as Scorn the people would of seen that it made Scorn frown.
"Now Phil you aren't smiling at the camera, I'm sure everyone wants to see a lovely smile," Scorn said sweetly and then stood up in front of the camera, her back blocking Phil from view as he shrieked in pain. Blood could be seen trickling to the floor before Scorn moved out of the way observing her handy work. Across both sides of Phil's face were scars that started at either ends of his mouth and went up to form a grotesque smile permanently on his face.
"Now see everyone can love your smile," Scorn said sweetly ",Now back to what I was talking about. Phil here is a Syndicate member. As we all should remember, a few months back the Syndicate showed themselves in a video taking away a conduit's powers, a conduit who later killed himself tragically. Well you could call this an eye for an eye but I'm a reasonable person, Phil has a chance to escape if he desires, of course though I have to make it somewhat of a challenge. Here is when the shown starts everyone."
In the background a large light went on as Scorn disappeared from view, in the background was a large tank of water, crudely constructed but none the less held together. The camera shifted, being moved to a new position and shortly set down on a platform next to the tank of water. Soon Scorn reappeared again into view, dragging Phil's chair up a set of makeshift stairs, the chair clanking against each step before being set down near the edge of the platform.
"Now Phil here has a chance of escaping this chair if he can get this key," Scorn said holding up a key in front of the camera, her face still obscured from view ",Simple enough, well this key is going into that tank." Just like that, Scorn threw the key into the tank.
"Some may think this is cruel well fine. I'll give him a chance before he goes fishing, all he has to do is kill me with this gun," Scorn said then pulling a gun from her pant pocket, a small pistol. She then proceeded to walk over to Phil putting the gun into one of his hands that were strapped to the chair and kneeling down with her head right next to the barrel.
“So Phil, all you have to do is pull the trigger,” She said, her evil grin still on her face “, Come on Phil the world is waiting. Show how you hate us Conduits. Pull the trigger. Come on. Pull the FUCKING TRIGGER! DO IT! FUCKING DO IT!”
Phil was now in sheer horror and shocked, unable to do anything despite what his brain tried to tell him to do.
“Come on Phil, it is simple I’ll say it slowly now. Pull. The. Fucking. Trigger,” Scorn said one last time as if she was talking to a child. When he didn’t, she let loose and punched him, Phil dropping the gun.
“As you see folks, Phil is a pussy, unable to do anything without his big strong green eyed protectors. He is nothing more than a grunt, unlike my group who will do what they must to survive. However, I’ll still give Phil a chance."
She grabbed the back of Phil's chair and drug it near the edge of the platform."All right Phil, your time begins....NOW!" Scorn said with a laugh of pure evil and through him into the tank, where he sank like a rock towards the bottom. Scorn began to sing as she watched with a happy smile on her face:

“The itsy bitsy spider, climbed up the water spout.
Down came the rain and washed the spider out.
The spider drowned and died and that was the end of that.”
She looked back at the camera and pointed at someone behind it."Oh dusty can you bring me my hair dryer with the extension cord. If he gets out we want to dry him off fast," Scorn said in a crazed but also sweet tone.
A man came forward, dressed in an odd garb of clothes as well as having his face covered with a metal mask.
“I just hate getting my hair wet, having to spend hours drying it out, well you think Phil feels the same way? I think I should give him this. Oh Phil! Catch!” Scorn called out and then threw the hair dryer into the tank of water. When the hair dryer hit the water, electricity surged through the pool, causing Phil to jerk around like a fish all the while Scorn laughed like a maniac. Soon Phil was dead in the pool, killed by the electricity.
“Now, it’s your move Syndicate. Either step down or prepare for the blood bath that is to follow,” she said in a hushed and yet creepy tone “,The Reapers are back, and we are here to stay. Pleasant nightmares New York City."
With those final words the screens in Time Screen showed the symbol of a skull, blood trickling from the eyes that could not be seen due to a hoodie over them. In the background were two bones crossing each other, made of metal, and behind those was a tribal marking. The screens stayed like this for a minute before turning off.
The next day Phil's body was found, hanging on a billboard with the same logo from the night before, with the words 'The Reapers are back and we're looking for trouble' across it.

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Date: July 16 7:01:31 AM EST
Scorn awoke to utter darkness, just the way she liked to wake up. She was alone in the room which was covered from floor to ceiling with strange and obscure images, the back of the wall being covered by the new Reaper logo that she had constructed on her own for this gang of her's. She yawned and stretched before getting up and grabbing her clothes. She put them on before heading out the door which revealed that she was on an old train, in an abandoned train tunnel. The Reapers had moved into the train and tunnel when the Syndicate had struck their first base of operations. It had been a spectacular fight to Scorn but the building had been a total loss and with the Syndicate knowing it as their base they had to find a new place, something that would be the last place anyone would look. They took the tunnel away from the homeless and drug dealers that had resided there and made it the new base for the Reapers and even spruced it up a bit.
Scorn went down the train and got out into the morning air of the tunnel, walking over to where a cracked mirror stood against a wall. She looked at her face, noticing that her lovely skull was disappearing and needed to be reapplied. It took her little to no time to replace her skull on her face, having done it numerous times before. Once it was reapplied she began her daily work. Assigning her gang members their jobs for the day, eating, and then getting ready to go recruiting for her gang. So far she had not gotten many takers to join the Reapers. It was mostly the originals that started the group. This included Scorn herself, two Reaper conduits, a Dustman conduit, and three normal Reaper members who had belonged to the old gang. Scorn had no love for norms but they could still serve a purpose for her in the long run of things so she tolerated them as long as they did what they were told.
"Now boys you do your jobs while mommy goes shopping," she said with a laugh before leaving her goons to do what she told them. She disappeared into the shadows, going to the roof tops above, the gateway for most conduits to travel. Despite how early it was this fine summer day, the city was full of life, with norms heading off to do whatever they had to do as well as conduits, jumping from roof top to roof top, or running down the street or shifting into whatever form they had to teleport around.
"Just another day in my playground," Scorn said to herself ",Something tells me this day shall be a promising one indeed."

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PhoenixEye9 said
Would you call air manipulation a reasonable ability?

Air as a whole, no it's just to overpowered with what you could do with it like suck the air out of a room or something like that. Though like Automan and Mr_Wiki_96 suggested, you could do some form of chemical that is within the air, be it by selecting from the recommended power link or doing the periodic table.