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@CloudyBlueDay

Hey, I just wanna say that I'll never forget this story, it was the time of my life, and I always like to think back to Never Normal. People like Raven Tale, Omega and Ecto are characters that still live in my head clear as day, so... thanks for the memories, not just you, but everyone who took part in this :)
Or, perhaps someone in the leadership of the city. Would make an interesting story on many levels, indeed.
Eric zoned out at the part he heard Mind Control. He wasn't really worrying about ghosts, because.... yeah.
Although he was not quite sure if he was considered dead, or just some sort of apparition while spectral.

Mind Control though, that is a very serious problem. Ecto did sometimes take control of other peoples movements, but their minds... There was something perverse about making people want to do what you wanted, forcing your thoughts on them. Poor kid. Worse that that, no-one on the team possessed anything like that.

"How would we even counter a telepath? Should we put on tinfoil hats? Or go around finding someone who has mind powers? Ditch?" He glanced at her. She looked dead tired.

Wraith asked the same question, albeit a bit more harshly. Maybe a bit too harshly. Which was a bad idea, considering that the team is not a big fan of apathy.
TB called Wraith out, unsurprisingly. He seems to be on edge, he is taking this thing to heart. I wonder why...

But before things could escalate, Reaper cut in.

"I can have us another building to meet in within minutes. We can’t just leave the kid either..."

Eric raised his hand.

"I don't wanna be a party pooper, but unless someone has any idea how we could handle mind control, maybe we should... call it a night? Get some rest and think things through, you know."
When Wraith suddenly came back to the warehouse, she was holdin something in her hand. But more interestingly, she wasn't wearing her mask. Wow, she's... pretty. Ecto was looking at her, dumbfounded, then Ditch started cursing and swearing at the sight of the thing in Wraiths hand. Looks like one of those lame power bracelets.

Then he heard a scared gasp. Looking up, his gaze interlocked with the young boy's.

"Ummm... Hi."

He took a few steps back in panic, only to brush off against black, shadowy tentacles, slowly reaching out towards the frightened kid. That must have been too much for him. He ran into Eric's arms and broke down, trembling as he cried.
Eric sat there, puzzled and slightly uncomfortable, not sure what to do. He awkwardly patted the boy on his back.

"There, there..." Poor kid. He must have been through some ban stuff.

Eric looked at Ditch for some backup, and she was thinking the same thing.

"Hey.. I swear we're not gonna hurt you, okay?" She took it over from here, trying to comfort him. Hm... maybe it's easier for her 'cause she's a girl, the guys aren't always a soothing sight. He glanced at Omega, Tank and TB. Wait, does that mean I look feminine? WHAT.

"...I promise you, whoever did this, you'll never see them again."

"Umbra."

Well, that might be a problem.
@Blaine Crommet
What's funny is that Manny actually loves Spanish guitar. :P


That absolutely makes sense :D And in Eric's defense, he watches a LOT of cartoons, and has random thoughts like this all the time.
“Please, please don’t hurt me, I swear I’ll be good after this I will, I will!” The boy scrambled back on the stage, in the verge of panic, and jumped up, ready to defend himself.
Eric was just a few feet right behind him, holding his breath as to not make a sound. It seems the kid didn't notice him, and does not realize that he is sitting there.

What should I do? If he sees me, he might freak out and do something extreme. Not good. What if he tries to turn my head into jelly? If I turn to spectral form to avoid that, he could take it as an attack, also not a good idea. Last time I intervenes, it didn't turn out so well.

He froze like a sitting statue, chopstick and food box still in his hands, only following the events with his eyes. TB, Raven and Omega tried to approach calm him, slowly approaching, as to a frightened deer. It was all so intense, but strangely comical for him.

“My name's Manny.”

Manny? As in... Emmanuel? Oh my good this is too good. Suddenly, a picture of a moustached Omega flashed before his eyes, Omega the latin lover, with spanish guitar playing in the background.
No, not now, idiot! Eric clenched his teeth, struggling not to chuckle.
Eric was sitting on the edge of the stage, leaning next to the wall, looking at his phone. He decided to come in regular form this time, donning a half mask he bought from a toy shop a few days earlier. He looked like the phantom of the opera, but he figured why not. If he was going to hang out with the team, he's get hungry sooner or later, and you can't really eat in spectral form.

He was also trying to figure out how to keep clothes on while shifting, or at least getting back to clothes when turning back. Not that he was going to practice here, with the others around, but he was in the middle of experimenting when Ditch contacted.

He was watching the news on his phone, ears plugged in and eating chinese takeout. He actually never heard about Lava King, but he sounded like an anime character. Still, his name implies that he is no joke. Umbra got him as well... how does the media even know about heroes disappearing? Do they have to like, check in each morning and if they don't they are missing?

But then the other news followed. When he heard the Captain's name he nearly choked on his food, coughing up pasta in large chunks.

"Holy *cough* holy crap guys, did you hear about Wall Walker getting captured? Captain Po" - as he looked up, he could see that the team was hetically forming up around Ditch, who has already arrived. She was soaked to the bone, and had a young boy with her, clearly injured.

"Oh." Closing his mouth, the slowly swallowed he leftover, and took out his earphones.
Dear members of the RP in different timezones,



You can say that again :D
"If we're all fine by the end of this, you can have any pizza you want."

"Cool. We gotta make sure it's something Raven would like as well, she deserves half of that." - He gestured towards the blind vigilante who was leaving, along with Omega. Oookay...? Looks like they are... getting to know each other. Which is good. Right.

Reaper and Turn back left as well, and as Reaper passed by, she offered him to a private doctor. An underworld physician? Or...a doctor for supers? That sounds... awesome. Is there such a thing? There should be.

"Thanks Reaper, I think my healing factor kicked in, so I'm good at the moment. I swear, I'm not trying to be cool here." - he added, laughing. "I'm just tired, that's all. But I'll definitely go check him out, I would have some... questions. Thanks." He gave her a smile as she left HQ.

He WAS kinda tired though. But before going, he turned to Ditch.

"Hey, look, if that's all, I'd love to go home and get some sleep, but before that... Would it be possible to get each other's contacts? Or set up some secret chatroom-like thingy? It would be nice to be able to reach other for whatever reason. What if we run into something we need some help with, or someone would prefer to train together? Not like, right now, just a thought."
Whoa, we are reaching a new level of existential rp with TB and Reaper...
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