Captain Uni

Academy of Hereos and Villains: Year two

"I like planes. Jets, especially. I swear, one of these days I'll ride this jet. Or at least I hope I will. Probably not though. But dad does have Archimedes back home... That's kinda similar to this. Except it's owl-shaped. And also that's where I was conceived. Maybe I should shut up now." Walter rambles on, before going quiet. For a moment, that is.

"Anyway, so how do I do this heroing thing? Do I just punch the bad guys, save the good guys, and get the hell outta there? Or is there something I have to know how to do? Eh, I'll figure it out."

[@EveryoneOnThePlaneBecauseI'mTooLazyToIndividuallyTagEveryone]

The City of Treaft (Superhero Thread- Always Accepting)

At this, Phantom raised an eyebrow. Then, he spoke to Agent: "You've only been doing this for two years? Try nine years. I've seen people like you pick up this line of work. Always hopeful and naive and just wanting to make the world a better place. I was like that, once. But something will happen. You'll become bitter. Cynical. Brutal. That's what happened to me," He said. After a bit of silence, he sighed and continued: "I'm not volunteering to be the leader or saying I'm going to leave. I'm just warning you. You're not going to stay optimistic for long."

Then, there was the topic of a name. "... The Minutemen could work. Though I think that's been used before... Perhaps the Brigade?"

Academy of Hereos and Villains: Year two

Well.
Apparently no one is going on the jet.
I feel like a dumb.

Academy of Hereos and Villains: Year two

Seeing as everyone was preparing to go, Walter adjusted his cap, pulled down on his mask and secured it under his shirt, straightened his jacket, then made sure his grappling hook was there. He grinned, and finally the mask replicated it with a smiley face. "Now let's go save our friends! Or girlfriend in Speedy McFastman's case." Walter says, gesturing to Ryan. With that, he followed the rest onto the jet, humming a song.

Academy of Hereos and Villains: Year two

While Rev jumped up and down, Walter attempted to prop himself up on Bruce's desk, only to fall over and onto his butt. "Agh! Dammit, someone calm this little kid down before the floor caves in!" He yells, clutching his head and picking himself up. "I swear, if you do this on the jet and we plunge into the fricking ocean... Then I'd probably be dead, but if I was alive then I'd do something... Something bad!"
Walter paused to think for a moment. This kid was shaking the entire building just by jumping up and down. Imagine how his punches felt... That wouldn't be fun. "On second thought, if you can shake a building just by jumping, I don't think it'd be smart for a normal human like me to go up against you. You'd probably snap me like a toothpick or something..."
@Caits@BlackPanther@Avanhelsing@KatherinWinter@Weird Tales

The City of Treaft (Superhero Thread- Always Accepting)

Phantom was silent. She was talking about letting those vermin, those scum get away and crawl back into their holes with their heroin and booze. But that was as a team. When they're not working together, they can do what they want. Phantom paused for a moment, before sighing in defeat. "Fine. But it won't stop me from breaking their arms and fracturing their ribs." He said. "But don't expect me to be so merciful if we go up against Polybius... I need to take that bastard down."

Academy of Hereos and Villains: Year two

Well.
Apparently I missed a lot of conversations.

Academy of Hereos and Villains: Year two

"The bald Heaven's Gate looking dude? Alright then. The sooner we get to kick ass, take names and rescue our friends, the better." Walter says, grinning ear-to-ear under his mask, although the mask was just randomly recreating ink blots rather than recreating his expression as it normally does. Anyway, needless to say, Walter was excited. His first mission. As an actual superhero. An honest-to-God superhero. 'Wait till dad finds out,' he thinks to himself.

The City of Treaft (Superhero Thread- Always Accepting)

Phantom pauses for a moment, thinking it over. 'These people seem soft,' he thinks. 'Probably never killed before. Are probably just normal people who wanted to make a difference, and have social lives and homes and families and no mental disorders. But not me. I have nothing to fight for. No social life, no home, no family, and mental disorders. Maybe they could be my... Friends? Give me something to fight for? Maybe.

'Guess I'll have to find out.'

"... I'm in." He says, putting his gloved hand in the center of the table. "But don't think this means I'll go soft on the scum."

The City of Treaft (Superhero Thread- Always Accepting)

"We just lost a potential team member. Whoever sent the letters should come clean before I leave, too." Phantom says, standing up. "I could be cleaning up the streets right now, instead of sitting around and twiddling my goddamn thumbs." He then shouts, mainly to anyone who could possibly be hiding in the warehouse: "Whoever wrote those letters should stop wasting my fucking time and come out here!"