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8 yrs ago
I HATE THE HOLIDAYS.
8 yrs ago
Justice is like an orgasm. It can never come to late.
8 yrs ago
A super powered individual who doesn't fight against super villains is a super villain.
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After several hours Tatiana left her room, the helpless lawyer crawled out behind barely able to move. She stopped, he stopped. "Take the rest of the day off. You'll feel better in the morning. There is a taxi waiting for you. Once you get on the elevator security will help you to your taxi. Don't worry about the fare, it's paid already. Thanks for the fun." She went to her office. She locked the door and turned on security mode which made the room sound proof and blocked all windows. She had received the blueprints for the church they were going to attack. She poured over every detail. She took a red pencil and was drawing various symbols on it, each symbol represented a blocked exit or an alternative entrance. She also had archived local traffic news footage of the area it gave her the idea how close and how tall surrounding buildings were. With their increase strength and speed it would be easy to jump from one building to the church and go in through the stained glass windows. She went back to the blueprints she called someone down in the city's public works department. She wanted to confirm that the church was built on an old entrance to the sewer system. The city employee asked for time to confirm and give her a call back. She was now accessing each mutant power in how to best utilize them. Any signs of strength could be attributed to mutant strength not dhampir strength.
Leaving due @Laika's obsession with 4chan garbage.
Logan's plane touched down at JFK International. He deplaned and took a cab to the site of the biggest fight between the Avengers and the aliens. It didn't look like much of a battlefield now but the same could be said for all battlefields. From his experience the only lasting damage of a battle was not the emotional damage or physical damage it was the death, the future was forever changed by each death. Lives that were to born never will the people they would have loved and created now will love others and create others.

He had a day before his connecting flight. He walked the city for a while, his walk led him to a bad neighborhood a neighborhood he could tell had fallen victim to scum, dealers, bangers. It made his blood boil. A group of bangers confronted him. He refused their demands of giving them everything he had. Even if he did what little he had he doubted it would be enough to satisfy them. He started the fight by grabbing the pistol and wrenching it from his hands. He ejected the mag and removed the bullet from the chamber. He proceeded to use it as a hammer. He of course was shot several times but it barely slowed him down. By the end of the fight his clothes were covered in his and their blood but they remained alive probably had brain damage from the repeated blows to their head or they ran off like cowards.

Some residents came out cheering his actions others yelled at him for making things worse. He decided closure with his past could wait, these people needed him more. One of those whooping and hollering invited him inside to get cleaned up.
Shortly after Mr. Recruiter came to her ship the goon with her droid boarded without permission. Harma went to confront the bastard. She grabbed him by a wrist and wrenched his arm behind his back. "You need to learn to respect boundaries goon. You'll still get your payment anything you can carry out of my cargo hold. Remember if it is bigger than you it stays. Also do you remember the if you break you buy it, I have a similar policy, instead you buying it you get a broken bone. I'll be watching." She broke the wrist she was holding. "Good luck." She pushed him towards the direction of the cargo hold. She had no clue what was in there, the cargo in there was there when she stole the ship from the dead Mandalorians who owned it or stole it themselves, who knows with vessels like these often used for smuggling. She has their helmets mounted to the wall above her bed.

She went back to Mr. Recruiter with her droid following. "Mr. Recruiter meet Mr." The droid started beeping & booping. "T3-B6." She bent over at the waist to face the droid. "Get used to it Tee." She turns back to Mr. Recruiter. "Mr. Recruiter we can leave as soon as the goon with no respect for boundaries gets his payment. That's only half the payment, paid the other half last night." She winked.

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After the drunk paid and left with his joy ride she went back inside the ship and locked it up. She immediately proceeded to disrobe. "Tee how goes the security upgrade?" Tee beeped & booped. "Yes I know the Mandalorians fucked it up quite a bit, just get it done. If you do I'll do what you always ask me to do."
I'm dropping this.
I'm leaving this as well @Agent 47 clearly abandoned it.
@Keyblade87 I am about to write this off as dead.
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@Sep Added in the rule thing and changed someone in the new Jedi Order to someone very influential.
@Sep Updated my bio with the requested filler.
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