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The Energy Storm

Washington D.C - Norman Chaplin - CyberCorp HeadQuarters

Norman had scheduled a meeting in Washington to debut CyberCorp’s new technology. The company had finished developing their new robotic warriors to serve the United States Military & Law Enforcement. Being the Forrester Corporation’s primary rivals, it was a hard sell as they had to get around several barriers instated by the Forrester’s Presidency & lobbying to prevent their company from securing any defense contracts with the US Military.



The head of the United States Defense was present, as well as some other Washington D.C officials. They were present at a military base in an area set up for weapons testing & target practice. A row of CyberCorp Drones were seen present against the wall of the facility, armed & ready for action.

“Ladies & gentlemen I present to you the XP9, state of the art robotic defense. Extremely durable, and well equipped death machine for law enforcement & justice! After recent events that are transpired we as a country and a nation need more defense against the rise of the Altered Threat. In San Francisco a devastating attack done by Lori Martinez caused the lives of 29,000 plus lives, half of downtown San Francisco is wrecked, the destruction is violent.”

The room went quite as the deaths were mentioned caused by Lori’s violent rampage that took place yesterday. The people around erupted into silent chat & murmur as Norman went on to explain the benefit & effectiveness of the new system he developed for the XP9.

A simulation was ran as some targets were put up, and the robots activated. They unleashed several bullets, rockets & lasers demolishing the target. Following a silence in the room, people spoke & discussed what they witnessed. A grin spread over Norman’s face as he gauged the reaction of the people who attended the defense meeting.

“Alright Mr. Chaplin, we’ve taken a vote, in light of the recent occurence’s, especially related to the violent attack by the giant altered woman, we will be extending you the benefit of a military contract for CyberCorp & the XP9’s. Right now in the midst of this war we’ve entered amongst our country & citizens, we see a direct need for the implementnation of the XP9’s in our military & law enforcement, welcome board.”

“Thank you sir, and you will not be disappointed. Together we will make America a safer place, and restore order to the United States of America.” Norman added feeling huge amounts of satisfaction about the approval for the military contract for the XP9’s. CyberCorp was well on it’s way to revolutinizing the United States Military & Law Enforcement. The next phase/step of the plan would be the greatest, Operation KIVA.

The Energy Storm

Floyd Banker

Time: Afternoon
Location: San Francisco, Rita’s Apartment
Interaction:

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“God damn it, so now you’ve made enemies with a guy whose a walking tin can.” Rita retorted shaking her head. Floyd had swung by her place with Darius to inform her of everything that went down at TAP. She was upset, but Floyd didn’t know.or understand the full extent of her irritation.

She was skimming weight off the top of her loads from her brother & the rest of the Salzaras Cartel. That was the source of the drugs she was selling Floyd, the cause of his newfound wealth and an integral part of their relationship. It was more like a work-lationship, with an emphasis on “work”. But now this Lionel character was getting involved, this could make things more hectic. The arrival of altered humans & their various powers had served to complicate matters.

Rita was of course grateful for her own powers as well as Floyd’s. In-fact without his own abilities she wouldn’t be sitting across the table from him right now. Lionel would have snapped his neck with utter ease & maybe Darius too. Why the hell am I thinking about Darius, I mean I wouldn’t mind letting him hit once or twice. I dunno if he can handle all this ass, but I’m down to let him try Rita smirked amused at her own inner dirty thoughts about Floyd’s friend. If her brother were around he’d make a remark about how she certainly lived up to her reputation as a home-wrecker and friendship crusher.

“Well I’ve got more bad news guys.” Darius had just walked back into the living room where Floyd & Rita were chatting about the Lionel situation. “Seth’s closing the place down, this fight was the last straw, you know he already had some health code violations & a pending investigation because of all the inconsiderate ass people dealing at the bar.” Darius glared at Floyd as he made his last comment, as Taste of Paradise was his favorite spot to hang. He derived lots of inspiration from kicking it there talking to strippers & other patrons.

Floyd ignored Darius’s look, knowing he was making a sub jab at him. Sure he made some plays at TAP, but it’s not like he posted up there like he was out on the block. It just so happened that plenty of people wanted coke & pills at the club especially one filled with as many gorgeous strippers as that place. “Ok fuck, I mean wait I got an idea about TAP right, remember a few weeks ago how Seth was talking about selling the spot for like 50 racks.”

“Yeah I remember, but the hell does that matter, I don’t have 50 racks, if you about to start going on and on about going into business again forget it. I like being able to rely on a paycheck, I’m not trying to go from that to worrying about paying a bunch of other people without even knowing how Imma get paid.” Darius refused he’d briefly entertained the idea of going into business with Floyd a few times over the past few months seeing how well Plug Rich Media was doing. But Floyd’s illicit activities worried him, and they’d stress him out if he was actually on paper with him.

“Okay but look I do, and I got an idea, I’ll fund it, and even put you on payroll for the first 2 months we can sign the paper-work and everything, guanrateed out my pocket. And I’ve to a shell company I forgot about that I can use as the buyer, so me and you are’t tied together on paper, come on, you know it’s better to run TAP on your current salary with the potential to get way more by doing it, besides you’ll have more time to focus on graphic design if you run a business rather then work for one.”

“Oooh, having an establishment like that under our possession would be useful, with my connects I can ensure we don’t have the same problems as your friend from any sort of investigation.” Rita chimed in, admiring Floyd’s business mind. She regretted her sexual thoughts about Darius, forgetting how much she liked being around Floyd & his business sense.

“Shit the same salary…right now to run TAP, and still be a co owner & manager.” Darius asked raising an eyebrow, this offer was a little bit harder to refuse. As much as Floyd’s activities were worrying, if he had a legitimate shell company with history to pose as the buyer & front the funds he’d feel way more comfortable getting involved in the venture. At the end of the day he wasn’t touching or selling drugs, and as long as they didn’t convert the bathroom into a full blown dope operation he was far enough away that he felt he could sustain the place past the two months when he’d have to fully rely on the establishment’s income.

Floyd’s mind was already spinning with ideas, ever since the conversation with Seth about selling the place that idea had been in the back of his mind. With the money he was touching form working with the Salzaras he wanted to expand his financial portfolio into other things besides stocks & crypto currency. But seeing as how he was already running Plug Rich on top of everything he was doing with Rita he didn’t have enough time in his schedule to occupy Plug Rich. That’s where Darius had came in, he’d worked with him in the past in the earlier days of Plug Rich back when they had both lived in Atlanta. That was in the earliest days of their friendship when Jo had first linked them together and he was at the drawing board with his media company. Unfortunately financial instability & a fall-out with his publisher as well as TIG limiting their opportunities for drastic company growth had strained Darius’s participation in the venture.

Then moving to California last year was the straw that not just broke, but shattered the camel’s back. Floyd had missed working with him, and now that they both lived in the same city again, San Francisco of course he wanted to re-visit the idea of them working together. The most fun they’d had in the past was doing marketing & promo projects for strip clubs back in Atlanta, which had gained them free entry as well as making them popular with several of the strippers at the clubs the promoted. Shit my nig ya know you wanna do this, we really going be getting paper at that point. Then washing all my bread from Rita going be even easier, dumb simple A gleam was in Floyd’s eyes as his brain

“Alright fuck it if you draw up that paper-work I’m with it.” Darius finally gave in and Floyd grinned going to Rita’s desktop to put together the contract. Rita put a thumb to her in chin engaging in introspective thought about what Floyd’s purchase of this bar would mean for the future prosperity of his business & their illicit ventures.

Two Hours Later
Floyd had set up everything contract wise with Darius to make a move on TAP. Another reason he wanted to secure that location & business was everything going on with Altered Humans. He made plenty enough money right now, but in the event that he needed to immediately without warning disengage from illegal activities he wanted to rely on both TAP & Plug Rich Media.

TAP was an already booming popular bar & strip club, of course being in California the rent for the property monthly was expense. But if he could get his hands on the current customer base Seth had already accumulated he felt confident he’d do well. Meanwhile he had another idea for a business venture that was forming in the corners of his mind. While he was prepared for a rematch with Lionel or rather as Rita suggested he needed to be training for one. He did want to dip his hands into another illicit venture.

He was doing research on the market for artificial identification, searching customer bases on the hidden regions of the internet to accumulate numbers for his research. While he was doing that his phone started buzzing, and he took it out frowning when he didn’t recognize the number. He tented to avoid calls from contacts that weren’t saved in his line of business it was better to not be reached by some people.

Still he had a feeling about this call, and decided to answer. “Hello.” Floyd answered nervously wondering who it was.

“Is this Banker, Floyd banker.” A voice Floyd didn’t recognize spoke, he cursed mentally feeling a bit nervous that this could be related to Lionel in some way.

“Depends whose this?”

“Depends bruh, look I’m looking for Floyd, my names Brock, Brock Joiner, Frank’s dead, he told me to call this number if-“ Brock got cut off as Floyd let out a gasp and almost dropped the phone. Hearing the news about Frank’s sudden passing was shocking and had his head spinning.

“Frank Lenatro?! How what happened, wait Brock…I..” Floyd paused for a second in the middle of his conversation. “I think he brought you up, one of his homies in the states, a pilot right, you use to run..”

“Aye Aye we on the phone look bruh, Frank told me he was paranoid. He said he’d been working with you, and he thought somebody been on him the past two weeks. The way he was talking I thought it was the folks, but he told me it wasn’t He said he was doing a job for you out in Utah three days ago, and I found out he got clapped two days ago. They found his body lifeless at a hotel, no signs of blunt trauma or poison or anything shit’s crazy. “ Brock continued talking explaining the situation with Frank the best he could while being on the phone with him.

After finishing he delivered one final message to Floyd, who was clearly upset with Frank’s untimely passing. Of course worry for himeslf was in the back of his mind, as Frank was someone he had moving weight to nearby illegal states. He’d started working with Frank five to six weeks ago, when he’d tried to pick pocket him. Frank had been unsuccessful which happened to be the first time that happened to him since the manifestation of his power invisibility. Thanks to the nature of Floyd’s ability he was able to witness him in the act, and prevent him shocking the invisible thief. From that point onward the confrontation was relatively time and shockingly enough ended up with Floyd offering Frank a job. Upon finding out he was an illegal immigrant who lost his job after a fight on the job with a racist co=worker. Admittedly he was a bit iffy involving Frank with him work wise since he’d first met him trying to steal. But realizing that Frank was using his powers for petty crime to feed his two four year old daughters had softened Floyd’s heart a bit. Besides his security team could use an invisible helping hand, but the real money had came from having him deliver pounds with his powers stealthily.

But alas, all good things come to an end. Thus was the case with his operation with Frank, whom Brock was reporting had suffered a quite unusual end. After getting off the phone with Brock Floyd went to talk to Rita. H told her about Brock’s call & Frank’s reported death as well as what it meant for the & out of state deliveries. With that in mind he went to meet Brock in person who happened to not be far wanting to get a message, now the final message left to him from and by Frank.

The Energy Storm

Adora Zayas

Time: Late Morning
Location: Downtown San Francisco
Interaction:

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The screams of horror from everyone inside the building Adora collapsed made her giggle. The suffering of the citizens of downtown San Francisco was music to her demented violent ears. She had no sympathy for these people, feeling as though she was delivering the same energy to them as they had given to Altered Humans. Had the city erupted into a violent protest against the national guard & the President’s declaration of martial law in response to the altered’ right violations she might have spared the city this giant sized thrashing.

But then again maybe not, she had a bone pick with the city & Lori was the final key in her plan before her rampage could begin anyway. Adora spotted Kristi Philips news-crew in the chopper, noticing the camera pointed at her. She overheard the conversation they were having about her on live air. “Oh attention news people! It’s VERY rude to have a conversation about someone and not include them, when they are right here!” Adora’s voice bellowed towards them, directing the sound primarily at them getting there attention & no doubt stirring up true fear in them as Adora stepped forward stepping on some citizens running for their lives as she did. Inching closer to the crew menacingly she was taken aback when a man dressed in military garb appeared on her shoulder.

“You’re done, you hear me!”

“You think you can tell ME what to do little man, I-“ Before Adora could continue her stern talk to the sailor she was enveloped by his power. One minute she was standing in the middle of downtown San Francisco wreaking havoc the next she was air-borne. The fuck?! She heard someone from the ship speaking below, and began laughing as her descent began.

Her fall towards the ocean below stopped abruptly and she twisted her giant figure around in the sky having the power to fly. She directed her telekinetic power to the carrier below flipping it over while unleashing devastating beams of energy from her eyes towards the naval base. She faded from visibility and jetted back towards the city the sound of a massive sonic boom occurring as she took off towards the city.

Within moments she became visible again as she deliberately flew into a building crash landing and rolling through the street crushing several people. The dispatched Jets had changed course upon getting reports of the giant’s return crash into the city. Screams of terror escaped from citizens as Adora had landed in a new part of the city a few blocks away from where she’d been ported away. Electrical arcs emerged from her finger tips drilling through the streets tearing innocent people, cops & national guard soldiers apart. As the Jets neared her they went on the offensive unleashing missiles. Adora saw the missiles and cackled. Using her mass powers she altered her own density to the point of intangibility causing the batch of missiles launched at her to harmlessly phase through her body and zoom into the streets wiping out pedestrians and hitting an apartment complex behind her.

In response she clapped her hands at using the jet’s own weaponry to demolish more innocents. She used her telekinetic power to steer one of the jets in a downward spiral causing it to collide with a gas station causing an even bigger explosion. The other jet had maneuvered around the billowing flames that erupted from the wield out gasoline station and launched another missile at Adora who’d become solid again to grab a bill-board and toss it into a fast food restaurant.

In response Adora used her powers to cause the opposite effect hardening her density to raise her already heightened durability due to her massive size. She punched the missile causing an explosion, the second jet pulling away as two more jets flew in having been deployed as back-up. They circled around the smoke cloud where Adora once stood and as the smoke cleared Adora wasn’t seen. Suddenly the two jets that had joined the battle downtown vanished, and remaining jet skirted away from that area trying to figure out what happened.

Adora had once again become invisible and grabbed both jets crushing them. Unleashing heat beams she took down the last jet then became visible again. “Back to you guys.” Adora teased at Kristi’s news crew whom she was now back to being close by. They screamed as Adora snatched them out of the sky ripping the chopper’s blades off and tossing them into the window of a nearby apartment slicing through the residents inside. “So you fuckers like to record huh, looking for a story?!! At my expense, huh answer me!!!” Adora barked as she ripped the roof the chopper off dumping Kristi, the pilot & two camera-men Into the palm of her hand.

“P…P..Please put us down we were just doing our jobs!!!!”

“Put you down, bitch what? Fine” Adora balled her fist and pulled her arm back rapidly causing the four to scream in terror as Adora acted as if she was about to throw them to their deaths. She let out an ahhh sound and slowly Brought her hand back around opening her hand seeing the four clutching at her palm screaming in terror thinking they were about to be flung to their very painful deaths.

“Never-mind, I mean sure I’m on a roll fucking San Fran up, but like you said you guys are just doing your job, recording a good story for all the good folks at home to see right? You didn’t mean to piss me off, did ya Kristi??”

“N..No..No of course not!!!” Kristi stumbled forward in the folds of Adora’s hand nearly throwing up out of fear. Her heart was racing at 100mph, and one of the camera man happened to still be recording, the other one having dropped his camera down to the streets below when Adora had just cocked her arm back moments ago.

“Ladies & gentlemen, for those at home watching everything you’ve seen today is only the beginning. I will not stop until this whole country is in ruins, until every city is pile of debris & dead bodies are littered in the streets across America. This isn’t just for me, this is for Reaper, this is for ALL the altered humans, END our oppression & submit to our rule or prepare for your doom.” Adora laughed evilly as she finished her announcement the cowering of the news employees in her hand was like a rush to her similar to that from a line of good cocaine.

“I..I…don’t support President Forrester, I voted for the other guy, you people deserve rights! Please spare us!” Kristi begged clasping her hands together as some tears rolled down her face as she pleaded with Adora for mercy. She’d witnessed her vicious attacks on the rest of the city and the images of her violence flooded her mind as she pleaded with the gargantuan superhuman to let her & her crew retain their lives.

“Shut up bitch I don’t believe you, I just needed you all to deliver my message, maybe if you had minded your fucking business instead of recording me you’d be okay.” Before the four could protest Adora raised her hand to her face inhaling the news workers alive. She burst out laughing at the four screaming as she downed them camera and all. “So much for lights, cameras, actions huh.”

She turned around to see more military army reinforcements arriving while also feeling a gurgling in her stomach. “BLEEHHHH” What followed was a burp kicked up several notches with her sound powers. The result was a devastating omnidirectional sound blast that tore through the surrounding area and a few city blocks around her like a bomb. The blast ensnared the approaching military aid as well, and massive mushroom cloud of smoke, debris & fire billowed through the air from the sheer & utter destruction her sonic burp had caused. "Ahem Excuse me, not that anyone around me survived that hahaha."

Feeling satisfied with getting her point/message across & the gruesomeness of her final attacks she faded away from sight for the last time. Returning to a state of invisibility she raised herself into the sky going higher and higher into the upper atmosphere while also miniaturizing her size back to normal once she was way up in the sky. From her current altitude San Francisco appeared very far away. Smiling once more at the destruction & chaos she’d delivered to the city, still invisible she took off in the opposite direction a sonic boom accompanying her departure once more as she took off finally departing from her blood thirsty rampage downtown.

Supernatural - Hell On The Horizon

@AnnaBeth Yup let me knnow when Cas joins

The Energy Storm

Jonah Hanes

Time: Late Morning
Location: San Francisco, Hospital
Interaction: California Liberty Office

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Two Hours Earlier

“Meet me at your office NOW Jonah it’s important.”

Jonah looked at his phone once again to see the message sent to him. It was from none other then Nathan Forrester, the infamous CEO of the Forrester Corporation. He knew if he had a meeting with Nathan then that was his ass. Ever since he’d been transferred to California his life had grown harder than ever before.

After interrogating Xavier & slipping him recreational drugs laced with cyanide he was back at the office. It was during the brief interlude between Kalina picking him up from the hospital & his arrival back at Liberty’s California Headquarters where he’d received the somewhat urgent text message from Nathan Forrester.

After getting dropped him off, he told Kalina to report to her desk & see what paper-work was required of her while he went to go meet the President’s older brother. A lump formed in his throat as he neared his office, wondering why the President had sent his brother down to Liberty’s office to meet him in person or worst if Nathan had come on his accord because of personal business hey had done together in the past.

With no time to contemplate if he was going to be chewed out or not he slipped into his office. Nathan had taken the liberty, pun intended of taking a seat at his desk. He spotted a bottle of wine on the table, and saw two silver goblets one of which Nathan had filled for himself. “Oh I see you’ve made yourself at home Nathan.” Jonah replied with a hint of anger in his tone that Nathan was sitting at his prized desk. Jonah didn’t want to argue or raise a fuss so he took a seat in one of the three chairs in-front of his desk.

“You know for someone whose close to the chopping block, you have some nerve to have that spunk in your voice Jonah. Listen to me and listen closely, David, my brother didn’t send me, I came here myself to speak to you in person. As you know I’m quite busy with my company’s blood tests now being federally mandated by American Citizens, you can imagine I have several places I need to be, and your office isn’t one of them.” Nathan retorted picking up the silver cup and taking a few sips of his wine. “Would you like a drink Jonah? “

“No sir, you know how I feel about drinking on the job.” Jonah remarked turning down Nathan’s offer to imbibe on the alcoholic beverage. He liked to maintain a clear head and aside from that with Nathan being mad at him he didn’t trust any beverage he offered. He knew very well who Nathan Forrester was, and a man like him had so many connections that even if he did something under-handed to Jonah there was little chance he’d face any severe punishment if any was given at all.

“Have you ever heard the saying, never trust a man that doesn’t drink. ?” Nathan said in response to Jonah’s refusal to partake before moving on clearly not in the mood to further reference Crumley’s advice. “Now I need you to be very clear with me, Hanes. Why the hell did you drop this last video, we already had everything we needed today. But what you did was playing with fire, quite frankly you’re going too far..”

“Going too far? What the hell are you talking about, I didn’t make any other videos, I’m sticking to the schedule Nathan, are you serious? What kind of bullshit are you on about.” Jonah huffed clearly mad about whatever Nathan was accusing him of.

“Oh….” Nathan bit his lower lip a few times and examined his cup before downing the rest ad setting the goblet on the table. “Your quite the capable liar, but I’m an even better one. I say this to say lying is a very useful skill when utilized for the right reasons, mastery of that ability also requires one to know the opposite the people are telling the truth, and unfortunately it seems like you are. I wanted to look you in the eyes when I poised that question, then it seems the other video was not merely a one time incident, someone has actually taken up the mantle.” Nathan responded and took out his cell phone setting it on the desk.

Jonah raised an eyebrow wondering why Nathan had whipped out his cell phone, and a few beads of sweat formed on his forehead. Nathan quickly opened up his youtube app and produced the latest upload by the radical altered terrorist Reaper. Jonah’s eyes widened in shock as the video played out.

“I have warned you people enough, but now you see President Forrester’s true colors. This nation’s true color. Should the new laws surprise you, absolutely not. This country was BUILT on the backs of enslaved africans and slaughtered native Americans. That spirt of inequality and racism has lived on throughout the years as evident by our current president. It is time for utter & absolute war, destruction of this administration & it’s government! I declare war on the Forrester Administration & all of America! I advise all Altered to side with me against Forrester and participate in the eradication of the United States Empire. It is time for their mighty empire to fall, all great empires have been slaughtered In the past including the Roman Empire, America is no different! An empire built on greed & inequality of others shall not stand not thanks to these powers we have been granted! DESTROY THEM ALL!!!!” Reaper screamed out and the video ended, with the screen fading too black.

“Fuck” Jonah said as the Reaper clip ended and Nathan took his phone back, pocketing it then pouring himself another glass of wine. “Pour me one too Nathan.” Jonah grinned his teeth and hissed as the CEO obliged his request pouring him a glass of wine.

“Now I know your not lying, the drink aside all the color’s been drained out of your face. So your little project’s taken a life of its own. I admired your ingenuity & initiative at creating Reaper, I mean it was nothing short of genius how could I not support the idea? Rather then waiting for some bastard to rise up and take charge of the altered. We created our own villain to demonize those genetic beasts, which gave us control of the narrative. But now.” Nathan’s voice faltered off as he took a swig of the wine as the realization sunk in of what was going on.

“Now there’s a real Reaper, you know damn well I didn’t upload this video. I don’t even know why you asked, spirit of inequity hah. These wetbacks and monkeys should be glad we brought they’re ancestors to this country otherwise they wouldn’t have the priveledge of living in the greatest nation on earth. But we’re not here to discuss ungrateful colored criminals now are we Nathan, I understand you had to make sure that I wasn’t getting into character too much especially at a sensitive time like this..”

“Correct, our worst fears been realized. I’d hoped the last Reaper video was just a one-off thing, perhaps a prank or at most some over-zealous idiot trying to take on the mantle just to stir up the internet, but this is no troll. Someone out there took the bait, and assumed the identity of the enemy we created. And now there trying to use it to rally up the Altered against the Government, perhaps the only good thing to come from this situation is at least we don’t have to figure out anyone to blame for being the Real Reaper.”

“Yeah because now we have one.” Jonah responded and downed the glass of wine with one chug, shaking his head as the warm feeling of the alcohol settled into his stomach.

In The Present

Jonah was pacing around the room furious with the situation. A Giant woman was attacking the city, a nine foot mutant had been spotted tearing people apart, Shade had been spotted with an accomplice & a call had been placed to the police about some national guardsmen being melted alive at a check-point.

Just as Nathan had feared & predicted Reaper’s message was inciting violence. Not only that the reports of protests in other cities against the President’s new emergency act were starting to get violent. Maybe I made a mistake with creating Reaper, at the time it seemed like the perfect idea. Had I known that Sanchez kid was going to sink his high School in Chicago that would have been enough.

Jonah was furious at the situation, and now the military was being deployed to deal with the giant woman tearing up downtown. Another thing that had him worried was his partner Angela Fields who he’d just got off face-time with, she was out there in the thick of things. He’d witnessed a lightning bolt almost take her head off. “Angela I hope you get out of there.”

“Mr. Hanes.” Jonah looked up to see his secretary Patricia had popped into the room, and he motioned for her to step into the office.

“What’s going on, what update do you have for me?”

“Well your family’s been secured, they’ve boarded the chopper & are on the way to the Liberty Base in Nevada. I just thought you’d want to know they’re safe. In other news the tail you placed on Agent Green turned out to be more than necessary.” Patricia responded and walked over to Jonah’s desk handing him a slim folder with some files & papers in-between.

Jonah took the folder from her, setting it down on the desk and flipping through the pages skimming the information & notes. Austin Green was an agent of Liberty, who’d been part of the organization since it’s formation three months ago. He’d been plucked from the CIA & was someone who was personally recommended to him by the agency as a stellar agent who’d serve Liberty well. In recent weeks he’d begun to suspect that Agent Green had ulterior motives for being part of the organization or at the very least was allowing confidential information from Liberty to be delivered elsewhere. As his suspicions grew he’d placed a tap on his cell phone as well as getting a tail on him to track his every move. The results of that had been brought back to him and he was’t happy.

“So I was right about Agent Green, he’s been giving out intel on Liberty targets. I assume you’ve brought him into custody correct? I don’t mean to be rude Patricia, but I’m not exactly happy to be right about Green, as you and not many others know he’s the second agent that’s defected today. Anyway while this information is important & much appreciated I’d much rather get a play by play of the military’s response to Lori Martinez, right now that’s the biggest problem on our hands aside from Reaper. Anyway your dismissed.” Jonah opened up a drawer at his desk to put the files away when Patricia made a noise to indicate she had something else to say. “What is it Patricia.”

“Well Director Hanes, I..I.. took the initiative to look through the files. Apologies sir, but I know your busy as is everyone else with everything going on right now. You know one thing I’m good at is paying attention to detail in situations when many others don’t. Martinez is one of the targets Agent Green gave out intel about, & another thing the other eight targets have been reported missing or dead as well within the same time-frame that Green gave out their information. I’ve concluded or well highly suspect that Green’s source has a direct connection to the rampage going on downtown right now. In-fact according to the information we recovered, Green’s source acquired Lori Martinez’s information this morning.”

Jonah paused listening to what his secretary was saying and getting more upset at by the minute, but also more & more impressed with Patricia’s investigative abilities. He closed the drawer and took out the folder spreading the files about on his desk to take a second look on the information connected to Agent Green’s betrayal of the agency. “So your saying you think there’s a connection between Agent Green’s source, and big bitch stomping around. What do you think that is?”

“That I don’t know director, but what I do know is there is one. It’s importance might not be relative, but it also could be very pertinent perhaps even having to do with why Miss Martinez is demonstrating more then one power unlike all the other Altered we’ve encountered thus far.” Patricia concluded not having the answers Jonah sought for what the exact connection between Green’s source, defecting & the attack on downtown had.

“Alright you’ve done enough, in a good way. I know I’m hard on you sometimes, well all the times but you did good. I’m sorry if I’ve taken out any anger on you, it’s just being surrounded by monkeys & mutants all day is starting to get to me. Thanks to you we have a lead, and instead of sitting on our asses we’re going to follow it, let’s go have a word with Agent Green.” Jonah rose up from his desk clenching his fist thinking about the agent who was now a traitor causing his blood to boil. Luckily he had a way to take out his frustrations and that way was Agent Green.

The Energy Storm

Jonah Hanes

Time: Late Morning
Location: San Francisco, Hospital
Interaction: @Martian

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Jonah had his work cut out for him, with Marcus quitting being one of the many numerous things he had on his plate. Being one of the lead directors of Liberty was a busy job more so then any position he'd held in the past. As of now he was relieved that the majority of his mission had him positioned in San Francisco, California near the rest of his family. But it also made his blood boil more to know there were so many dangerous criminals & crimes for that matter taking place in the same state the people he treasured the most lived in.

Entering the hospital that was the main thing on his mind, was how he had to put his all into the mission to keep his family safe. He was here to question a suspected altered human with ice manipulating abilities who'd got into a fight in the streets of San Francisco with another altered human who like the murderous Shade he was already investigating had great strength & acted as a vigilante in a one man crusade against crime. He flipped through the pages of some files he had in a folder as he rode the elevator up to the floor the ice thief was. Apparently as a result of the fight he'd been rushed to the hospital right after the police defused the situation as he was in no condition medically to be take straight to the jail. He was relieved to see the man was hand-cuffed to the bed when he entered the room.

"Xavier" Jonah spoke softly calling out the man's name, he briefly looked down at one of the pages in his hands to ensure he'd gotten the name right for ice cold man with 7/11 sticky fingers.

"What's it to you....I already talked to the cops and the feds and I took ur little test, but you guys already knew I was a freak. Ain't this some bullshit I use my powers to try to get my piece of the pie and end up getting beat up by Super Fist & grilled by all the alphabet boys." Xavier pouted in response to Jonah calling out his government name.

To that end Jonah pulled out his badge holding it up for him to see. "Listen up kid, you've got a bunch of charges against you. Destruction of Property, Public Endangerment, Felony Theft, plus all the new altered laws you violated. It's best you co-operate or I'll have you detained as an enemy combatant with no jury or trial."

"W-W-What you can't do that, that's illegal!" Xavier exclaimed at Jonah's thinly veiled threat to cage him up until he talked. Jonah invaded the man's personal space bubble and slapped him. Xavier yelled out in pain as Jonah put his hands around his collar shoving him and the hospital bed he was laying in against the wall. An audible thud in both nearby rooms were heard as JOnah opted to pummel his new target with his fists. After a few well placed blows on the already injured bedridden altered human he managed to bruise the information out of him. Once that was succesful Jonah whipped out a pen taking notes on the information Xavier had been reluctant to volunteer at first.

"So not one but two more, the one that rightfully beat the shit out of you and the native american whom you say used his own power to help you?" Jonah remarked while unknowingly pulling on his bottom lip. This was the type of intel he wanted, he took out his phone to message people working at HQ to obtain & review the traffic light footage from the fight to try to get a visual of the native american who prevented Xavier from dying, as well as putting in another request to run facial recognition software on the guy if they found him to see if there was a match in the system. Jonah was hoping he already had been arrested for some crime before either in California or another state. Xavier seemed very guilty about giving up the guy that literally saved his life, but his survival instincts had overwhelmed his morality whilst Jonah beat him down for the knowledge in the first place. In the end while he wa grateful Thomas saved his life, if he didn't share that with Jonah he feared he wouldn't have a life anymore at all.

"All in all you were very co-operative, and as such I'm going to offer you a reward for your services." Jonah dug in his left pants pocket and took out a wad of cash placing it on Xavier's lap. "That's all yours now was that so bad, oh and one more thing, I read up on your history, your a big fan of drugs particularly ketamine & GHB well I happen to have a syringe full of both, what can I say like to party too, and as a measure of good faith I'll let you keep it."

True to his word Jonah produced a syringe full of liquid from his left pants pocket before handing it to Xavier. His eyes lit up when the syringe full of drugs was given to him. “Wait this ain’t no set up shit right like you not finna hop up and throw some cuffs on me are you?” That was his response as his eyebrows scrunched up while fidgeting with the syringe in his hands.

“I’m not that type of agent, I’ve got bigger fish to fry, long as you don’t go around trying to freeze 7/11 owners for we won’t see each other again. If we do I won’t be coming with cuffs.” Jonah responded while standing up and drawing his eyes to his tucked pistol , showcasing a non thinly veiled threat to remove him from the living world if they crossed paths again. Even now as he made his way towards the exit of the hospital room he didn’t want to leave Xavier a free man. In the wise words of Linkin Park in the end it doesn’t even matter as he was already cuffed to a hospital bed by the regular authorities so he wasn’t making any movements any time soon.

Jonah peeked at his watch once again as he was making his way out of the elevator. Outside the hospital a black Mercedes awaited him in the front where a well dressed black woman was seen at the wheel. Jonah leaned down to verify the identity of the driver before opening the passenger door and sliding into the vehicle pulling his seat belt across his body to fasten it. “Alright Kalina, I’ve got what we needed let’s get the hell out of here.”

“Yes sir, so I take it everything went according to plan Jonah.” Kalina responded as she looked into the rear view mirror taking note of her surroundings before pulling out of the hospital.

“Of course, managed to get information on not one but two of them.”

“Oh a bonus, I know your excited, I understand you have quite a strong stance against my kind don’t you?” Kalina retorted not even turning to look at Jonah adjust his collar, as her commentary had made him slightly uncomfortable. Seeing as she was an Altered human herself he didn’t want to rouse her too much with words of how he truly felt about the superhuman populace that was rapidly growing throughout the country.

“I’m not Xavier I’m not one to fall for bait of any sort, indeed there’s no reason for me to answer that as you already know just about everything I could possibly say, let’s get back to HQ, I’m sure we’re about to have a busy day thanks to Forrester’s announcement.” Jonah replied clearly not in the mood to debate about the morality of his job or anything else of that nature. He looked down to check his watch again before taking out his phone to respond to some other Liberty Agents who were texting him. Within the walls of the hospital Xavier’s body lay motionless in his hospital bed, his monitor letting off one long beep indicating that he was no longer among the living. The syringe Jonah had given him was still plunged into his arm as medical personnel rushed into the room to see what had triggered his sudden passing.

Jason Koravil

Time: Late Morning
Location: FEMA Camp, San Francisco
Interaction: Marcus @FunnyGuy

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Jason made sure to maintain the telekinetic field around his body not allowing it to falter as he faced up against Marcus. His superior speed left him defenseless in the event that it dropped, having no way to react in time to someone with his power.

“Pay? Is money what you seek?” Jason chuckled money was the least of his concerns. The world was rapidly changing, and the United States treated the altered like a most unwelcome change to society. Using his powers he caused an image of Angel to appear in Marcus’s mind as well as the exact co-ordinates to where he’d spotted Angel in the camp.

“As you said or rather thought straight to business, I’ve provided you with both Angel’s appearance & location. What I need from you is your help, your power, to change the world. Like so many other different people before us we have been labeled as outcasts & dangerous just for existing because we’re different. I want to ensure our people survive, more than that really I want us the altered to thrive in this new world that deems our continued breathing a liability to society’s functioning. I’m putting together a team, for lack of a better word of like minded powered individuals to fight back. The Blood tests, & the President’s new restrictions are just the tip of the iceberg of what these bastards in Washington have planned for us. I implore you to join me on my crusade to take the offensive against Forrester’s administration to liberate our people. As for financial compensation whatever funds you desire can be yours, simply point out a person and I’ll happily compel them to give you whatever money you want, what do you say Marcus?”

A smirk came across the light skinned superhuman’s face as he finished delivering his spill to former veteran. Money was the least of his concerns, he had bigger things in mind, he was focused on revolution.

Jace Williams

Time: Late Morning
Location: FEMA Camp, San Francisco
Interaction: Sanzhar @The Man Emperor

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Jace groaned as the mutant creature was back on it’s feet. It appeared to be able to take a beating far better than most humans, this fight was far more difficult than any of the gangsters he’d easily torn to shreds thus far. The mutant lunged forward claws drawn as it slashed at Jace’s chest drawing blood then kicked him in the chest catapulting him into an SUV that was trying to swerve away from the conflict.

“RRRGNAHNAHA” The creature roared clearly unable to speak any sort of language, resorting to animalistic noises to communicate. As Jace collided with the SUV killing both occupants upon impact, the whirring blades of a helicopter were heard as well as soldiers yelling commands.

Jace’s body ached in ways it hadn’t since he’d first gained these powers. Two armored vehicles turned a corner and began opening fire on the mutant, the chopper doing the same. The mutant yelled out as the rapid gun-fire seemed to be more then a deterrent to the beast actually injuring him. In response the mutant leapt into the air colliding with the helicopter and bringing it down crashing into one of the armored vehicles causing an explosion that took the lives of everyone involved.

“PULL BACK!!! PULL BACK!!! WE NEED BACK-UP, there’s some fucking …monster out here tearing us apart!” One of the soldiers was yelling into a communication device from the other armored vehicle, as the mutant emerged from the flaming wreckage bleeding but not dead. One of the soldiers on-board the armored truck fired a rocket from an RPG at the mutant.

The mutant moved swiftly with speed that didn’t seem to be possible for the creature’s height & stature dodging the missile. The mutant lunged forward stabbing it’s claws through the soldier then throwing him through the window of a fifth story apartment building on the same street, before going to tear apart the other soldiers on-board the armored truck.

“HELP!!!” A woman yelled as the mutant rushed towards her only for Jace to tackle the beast now wearing his mask.

“Get the fuck outta here stupid bitch!!!” Jace yelled at the woman as the mutant kicked him sending him flying into a fire hydrant that burst upon impact. As the water sprayed him he had little time to rest as the mutant rushed towards Jace slashing him with it’s claws again before Jace grabbed the creature’s left arm and yanked it breaking the creature’s arm then punched it in the chest absorbing strength from the creature. “Ooooh shit you gotta fuck ton of power.” Jace let out as his heart beat was racing from the strength he siphoned from the creature. He went on the offensive beginning to throw punch after punch on the beast knocking it back before the creature le out a inhuman scry fixing it’s arm and growing even more muscular before smacking Jace knocking him into the ground forming a small crater in the asphalt upon impact.

“Ah fuck no...the hell is you on, monster steroids?!” Jace let out feeling as though this battle was getting more difficult and perhaps he should have picked his fights better. The mutant charged Jace now moving even faster and began beating him down not letting up as it pounded Jace deeper into the crater that had formed.

Blood spewed from Jace’s mouth as the monster’s fist plowed into his face. Jace ended up using both of his legs to double kick the beast sending him crashing into another store-front. Breathing heavily Jace stood up now battered & bloody from the creature’s brutal beat-down. He struggled to maintain his stance and stay on his feet. If I don’t figure something out soon I’m gonna fucking die I gotta do something, fuck fuck fuck Jace was now starting to panic, for the first time since getting his powers he was on the loosing end of a physical confrontation. Not only had breaking the beast’s arm not helped him it had seemed to make the creature stronger.

He watched as the creature began flinging objects at him, and Jace ran rolling out of the way. As a metal bin was flung towards him Jace ducked again only to see it hurtling towards an asian man on the sidewalk who seemed stunned by the conflict. “LOOK OUT!!!!” Jace yelled towards Sanzhar knowing if the bin collided with the man at that speed it could be fatal.

To his utter shock & surprise the man used a power of his own stopping the bin from hitting him. “Oh shit.” Jace jaw dropped beneath his mask seeing another altered human. However the time for surprise was over as the creature beat his chest & roared before charging towards him again.

“Alright round 2 with the super ugly motherfucker.” Jace balled up his fists using his power to raise the limits of his strength again taking in a deep breath. His energy reserves were low from constantly using his power to survive this battle, and he decided on a strategy to use to try to end this fight.

But it seemed God was on his side today, as the other superhuman decided to enter the fray. He’d turned the metal bin into metallic restraints and used them to restrain the creature. The help didn’t stop there as Sanzhar’s powers were used to cause the metallic restraints to dig deeper into the ground restraining the monster. “Oh shit preciate that bruh I was finna fucking die, big & ugly over there is something else.” Jace said in between gasps for breath showing how tired & drained he’d become using his powers against the monster.

The creature began screaming it’s muscles growing as it struggled against Sanzhar’s restraints. Jace fearing the creature would soon break free decided it was now or never. He rushed towards the discarded rocket launcher from the soldier who’d failed to kill the beast. Right as he picked up the RPG the creature burst free from Sanzhar’s restraints and growled before turning to Sanzhar and beginning to rush towards him.

“Nigh Night bitch.” Jace pulled the trigger firing a rocket at the creature using his power to ramp up the strength of the missile causing it to blow the creature apart upon contact. The Guts of the creature scattered across the street as Jace dropped the weapon and coughed up blood as he walked over to the man who’d come to his rescue. The tremors of Adora’s giant foot-steps in the distance nearly caused him to trip as he sluggishly made his way over to Sanzhar. “Yo…preciate the back-up but I think we should get the hell out of here, we saved the day but I’m pretty sure we broke every law the President just passed about not using powers out in public.” Jace said as he dug into his pocket to take out the keys to his Jeep. The bodies of the monster’s victim were littered across the street and he didn’t want to stick around for questions.

“Hey!!!! Stop moving, get on the ground now! You two are BOTH under arrest.” Jace turned to see police approaching with national guard as well. Jace was beaten, weary & agitated from the prolonged battle with the murderous mutant monster the last thing he needed was additional confrontation with law enforcement. Just fucking great, help stop the mutant DEEBO from ripping people limb from limb and now I’m finna get arrested Jace huffed as the officers & soldiers drew their weapons down on the two. “HANDS BEHIND YOUR BACK ON THE GROUND OR WE WILLL SHOOT!!!!!” One of the officers with a mega phone spoke barking orders to the two altered who’d just used their powers to stop the mutant’s massacre only moments ago.

“OKAY OKAY…fuck it.” Jace put his hands behind his back then quickly kicked a parked Camry towards the convoy of LEO’s & their vehicles. Immediately he jetted towards his parked Jeep which had luckily not been smashed during the fight and hopped in the driver seat putting his keys in the ignition as the sound of gun-shots rung in the air. “Get in!!!” Jace yelled towards Sanzhar as he reached across to open the passenger door getting ready to pull off in seconds whether the metal bender hopped in or not.

Adora Zayas

Time: Late Morning
Location: Downtown San Francisco
Interaction: @FunnyGuy @The Man Emperor @AliceFalling @Xandrya

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Adora was thrilled at the damage & chaos that had followed the start of her rampage. It felt so good to be able to cut loose & cause damage. The best part of all of this was it wasn’t her image getting stained but Lori’s instead. At least the poor girl wouldn’t be around to watch her name get tarnished, dragged through the mud & labeled as one of the biggest altered human terrorists in the country.

Adora punched a hole clean through the hospital then began violently kicking the hospital bringing the medical facility down while laughing. “DIE DIE DIE!!!!!!! I HAVE A MESSAGE FOR PRESIDENT FORRESTER AND HIS NEW LAWS! GO TO HELL!!! THE ALTERED WILL NEVER LISTEN, WE WONT FOLLOW ANY RULES, AND WE WILL MURDER ALL OF YOU!!!!”

Adora screamed out her response to the president’s decree, at her size the ringing of her loud voice shattered several windows in the area. Adora was giddy with joy at the sheer agony & suffering she was causing with her own abilities. She turned to step on more people and vehicles marching away from the decimated hospital when the unexpected happened. Thanks to Eric King’s meddling with time, she was ensured in a trap so to speak. As his response to her vicious attack occurred while time was paused she was unable to respond.

“What the fu-“ Adora cursed as she was suddenly dealing with the make-shift fabric chain he’d composed for her. The giant woman lost her balance, while simultaneously getting her foot soaked as if she’d stepped in some massive puddle and struggled as she fell backwards collapsing into a building then falling onto the streets crushing people & vehicles alike while also injuring herself from the unplanned fall.

“Damn it!” Adora said angry as she slammed her first down on a store causing it to cave in on the people inside as she got up dusting off her knees seeing more soldiers in armored vehicles approaching while they tried to evacuate people from the area with police assistance. “Oh no no no, nobody gets away, everyone dies!!!” As she moved towards the soldier a bus swerving by slammed into her shoe. She instinctively scrunched her toe when the vehicle hit her cursing as the bus quickly pulled into reverse and turned to pull away.

“OH fuck you too.” Adora reached down grabbing the bus full of people picking it up laughing at all the people screaming inside. “Shut up! Shut up!!!” Adora commanded towards the passengers on the bus, turning to see more helicopters approaching. “Ooooh welcome to the party.” Adora tossed the bus into her mouth and gulped down the vehicle before roaring like an animal. As the helicopters opened fire she responded by spitting two helicopters getting downed by wads of spit crashing into buildings, followed by her unleashing a telekinetic blast that demolished an entire street blasting people, vehicles & buildings.

Reaching down she grabbed two girls who were running for their lives and flung them at a third helicopter. The women screamed as they slammed into chopper, only to be cut in the chopper’s blades and gruesomely torn apart while also destroying the blades causing the chopper to go down crashing into a burger joint. Her eyes surged with red energy before spinning around unleashing destructive beams in multiple directions tearing through buildings. Using her power she lifted some vehicles into the air then smacked them sending hurtling the vehicles into the soldier’s armored vehicles. Followed by clasping her hands around the top of a building ripping it in half and flinging the top half in the air. The altered human’s hands clapped in satisfaction as the top half of the building was flung across a few blocks before colliding with another building causing both to crumble to the ground slaughtering several people.

On the ground amongst the chaos was Jonah Hanes partner Angela Fields who had a gun drawn and was helping LEO’s evacuate people from the chaotic scene. Her phone rung and she quickly picked up. “Hanes!!!! We have a major problem, Lori Martinez the altered woman with optic beams who was taken into custody for blasting her fiancee while catching him cheating is killing everyone! She’s fucking huge.”

“What the fuck is going on today?!! Jonah yelled on the other end, Angela switched the call to face-time and flipped her phone around allowing Jonah to witness Adora’s murderous rampage. “Laser eyes & giant size?! That’s two powers, she has two powers?” The realization set in as Jonah responded realizing the severity of the predicament going on in downtown San Francisco with an altered human who was apparently demonstrating two different powers.

“Yeah Liberty’s worst fear has come to pass, a superhuman with more then one ability & she’s not happy about what the President said.” Right as Angela responded she screamed out as a blast of electricity flew over her head and wiped out an Italian restaurant across the street from her. “Make that three!!”

“Get the fuck outta there, now!!!!! There’s nothing, you hear me nothing you can do!!!!! Get back to HQ now, there about to deploy the jets! Forget the people, we can’t save them not from this, leave that’s an order!!” Jonah yelled out to his partner fearing for her life witnessing the violent rampage on the other end of the face time.

“You don’t have to order me! I’m gone!!!” Angela retorted and looked around the area trying to figure a way out. She spotted a manhole and decided to go for it rushing towards it and opening it, hopping down the ladder to make her escape hanging up to focus on getting away.

The Energy Storm

@AlphaTheAllwing Ok bet! I can't wait to see what you come up with!

The Energy Storm

For your consideration:

Rafael Reyes

NAME
Rafael Reyes

AGE
31

GENDER
Male

HEIGHT
6'1"

WEIGHT
He prefers not to say, but is a fan of the term "Fluffy".

ETHNICITY
Mexican American

SEXUAL ORIENTATION
Heterosexual

RELIGION
Agnostic

OCCUPATION
"Entrepreneur"

ABILITY
Alcohol Empowerment - The madder the Hulk gets, the stronger and more invulnerable the Hulk gets. Rafael doesn't get mad. Rafael gets drunk! The higher his blood alcohol level, the higher his genetic reaction becomes, increasing his strength, durability and healing by volume. At it's highest level, he could potentially become completely invulnerable and ridiculously strong, but it comes at a cost. The main drawback is that alcohol still affects him just as it would anyone else; he gets shit faced! His indomitable presence becomes hindered by his intoxication, impaired judgement and lack of coordination. At his worst, he is very much a bull in a china shop, and that china shop will likely end up leveled to the ground.

Without alcohol in his system, he is just as relatively weak and vulnerable as any other person of his size and build.

BACKGROUND
Rafael didn't have an exceptional upbringing. His grandparents had roots in Puebla, but his parents sought opportunities elsewhere. Raul Reyes, Raf's father, used his expert knowledge of human biology to chase the American dream, becoming a plastic surgeon in Los Angeles. A frigid man, Raul wasn't a big fan of the nightlife or social scenes, but after some coaxing by his few, but very close, friends, he found the love of his life in a woman named Sophia as they danced and sang and tripped and spilled and vomited during a very memorable, yet extremely hazy night at a dance club. It wasn't much later after that when Rafael burst onto the scene in all his lovable glory.

Rafael, while certainly charismatic, was otherwise a very unimpressive version of his father. He is a slave to indulgence and a lover of laze. Lacking a great eating habit, any ambition or any sort of willpower, Rafael found himself to be a loved, but disappointing, member of the family. After enough nagging, Raf moved out of LA and into San Francisco to put a bit of distance between him and his rich, but overbearing, parents. Even through middle-age, his father made sure to provide him with an allowance while Raf took on odd jobs and a shady occupation. Marijuana and liquor are his only vices, but he has helped his living by moving a variety of frowned upon product.

Today, Rafael finds himself with two male roommates in an apartment that would be politely labeled as economy class, at best. A run down shithole, at worst. Little did Raf know how much his world would change when the storm hit...

OOC Notes: I know we have another Strength based character here, but Rafael is not built to be a badass and his strength is exclusively dependent on his intake. We have a lot of serious characters on board and this guy is intended to be anything but serious in terms of his demeanor. I'm hoping it will be a very fun character to write for and hopefully an entertaining one to read about.

@RedXIII

This character is awesome!

I love the character's story and power there approved! Welcome to the RP, you can go ahead and submit/upload them to the character tab welcome aboard!

We also have a discord channel your welcome to as well!

The Energy Storm

Jason Koravil

Time: Late Morning
Location: FEMA Camp, San Francisco
Interaction: Marcus @FunnyGuy

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Jason ignored the shouts and other reactions from bystanders in the FEMA Camp. Justice was in his charge and he had no fear of hiding his abilities. Unlike his primary personality he took extreme pride in his abilities and whilst he wasn't out to showcase them to the world to get the national guard or other intelligence agencies on his back neither was he cowering in fear.

Oh you wanna tear my head off? Those words or well thoughts of encouragement you have really make me wanna work with you even more. Jason once again projected his thoughts speaking to Marcus's mind directly in response to his train of thought, it seemed the other altered human wasn't use to people invading the privacy of his mind. Typically one's thoughts were only for themselves the one place that whatever one conjured up was safe-guarded from the prying ears of others, except in the case of a telepath who could infiltrate minds as easy as a skilled hacker could break into a computer with just basic password protection.

The man offered up another location to continue their "conversation" and just as quickly was gone in quite literally, a flash. Hmphh he's fast, extremely fast if he can think as fast as he can move I'll need an ounce of coke, adderall & coffee to try to keep up with his thoughts. That stunt I just pulled could have gotten me beat up quicker then a virgin going raw in Nicki Minaj or Megan Thee Stallion Jason decided to follow in Marcus's foot-steps to leave the FEMA camp & get out of dodge but not without using his power one more time on the camp grounds.

"Listen up, everyone here put your phones & any other recording devices you have out up. Delete any footage you have of what just happened, any communication you initiated with law enforcement about the scuffle you presumed was about to start tell them it was a lie, a misunderstanding, mistake." Jason spoke aloud using his telepathic power to bend the will of everyone present on the camp-grounds.

In the distance he heard the sounds of police sirens blaring, no doubt someone had called the cops as soon as his last teleknetic wave sent cars sprawling through the air. With the Jedi Mind tricks he just pulled mere;y by speaking he wondered how the mind-washed civilians would explain the flipped over cars. Jason used his own power to levititate himself further focusing to allow him to simulate full blown flight. He took off from the FEMA camp quickly departing as those within the camp where pre-occupied with the controlling verbal command he issued. He landed on the grass near Marcus's location, tracking Marcus's exact position down by his unique mental signature.

"Well here I am, away from the audience, now it's just me and you. So what's next, we gonna yell, and bicker and fight like children? Or put our powers together to use against our real enemy." Justice spoke calmly but firmly awaiting Marcus's response, the ball was now in the molecular accelerator's court. However as a safety precautionary measure with both of Jason's feet planted firmly on the grass beneath him tapped into his power to summon a skin tight invisible telekenetic field around him. There was no way he could keep up with Marcus's speed he'd seen that first hand, but he could form a shield around himself with his powers to protect himself from a potential attack that was far too fast for him to block.

Supernatural - Hell On The Horizon

I have also opened the RP to new players. I will be vetting pretty hard for anyone new coming in, just to make sure we don’t get into stalemates or bad posting that makes things difficult.

We don’t really need anyone else but as we move on, having one or two more people might be nice.

@AnnaBeth

Make sure to mention me when you summon Castiel.

I've been occupied with a new project at work the past two days, sorry. But I can easily conjure up a Castiel post within minutes as I know his character very well. I will probably be introducing Josiah into the storyline after Castiel's formal introduction since I want to involve Josiah's storyline with heaven somewhat.