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4 yrs ago
Current Oh shit. I’m 1610 days in. I’m a Ultimate now.
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6 yrs ago
Ya know...I don't think my last status aged well.
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6 yrs ago
To all y'all whose 2K19 New Year's resolution was to make it to 2020. We lit out here.
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7 yrs ago
Man, Discord out here playing GAMES.
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7 yrs ago
Praying for all y'all in the Bahamas. Dorian ain't being the best tourist.
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Bio

You can call me DC.

Been roleplaying about 9+ years now. Trying different websites out to see what happens, so, if I happen to have encountered you before, don't be afraid to give a shout out.

I work nights and am usually up for most hours of the day. Because of that, I'm often running on no sleep, so that's a thing.

Want to know more? Just ask.

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Location
|| Brookside ||

Time
|| Evening ||

Interactions
|| @Rabidporcupine; @Shard ||



The Hunter walked across a rooftop in the Brookside slums, heading for the direction of the local prison. The giant had taken the journey from the higher standard living district on foot. While to others the option would seem inconvenient, for Kanati, it was more beneficial. He'd be able to learn the city structure better, as well as avoid potential traffic that could delay his mission's progress. Although his mission took place elsewhere, he took a more conservative approach. A lot of people would likely be involved in this trade, and innocents could be injured if not properly informed. In a calculated maneuver, Kanati jumped from the edge, clearing the street below and landed on the pavement near the door.

Once inside, he pulled the hood of his uniform down so as to keep from looking like a threat in here. The outer officers seemed hesitant to let him pass still, but one flash of the HERO liscense and he was in. The plan was to get in contact with the chief to alert him of the incoming situation and to begin cycling civilians away from the northeast border between Brookside and Watervale.

It was on his way there though, that he heard a more familiar voice. Soon enough, he was met with the sight of Joseph tossing a reptillian criminal to one of the officers. Confronted with the nickname of Tarzan, Sam didn't quite make the connection between himself and the fictional jungle man. Still, the Hunter gave him a nod of acknowledgement. He felt the urge to walk away though when Joseph began to ramble after initial greetings however. Kanati didn't intend to be rude, but more pressing matters were at hand than a crime that his associate had already taken care of.

The only thing that had stopped Kanati from walking off initially, was when he interrupted himself. Well aware of his use of runes for varying purposes. Currently, it seemed Joseph had made one for communicative purposes, apparently for the cashier of the store. Perhaps he did so to keep trace in the event the store was attacked again in the same night. It wouldn't surprise him, given the reputation of Brookside and the gangs that came about. It would seem so if the cashier contacted him again so soon.

Depending on the urgency of the situation, Kanati would be willing to go along with Joseph to get a handle on things. Though, was hard to gauge with how casual his manner of speech was. That irritated him some but while the man spoke into the rune, Kanati looked at one of the three officers who remained.

"Go tell any of your officers near to the northeast border of Brookside and Watervale to keep civilian activity to a minimum. Gang violence may be inbound. I'll promptly inform you when the threat has been removed." The giant informed him before his phone buzzed.

Normally, he didn't answer such things while out on a mission. However there was some time before the supposed 'trade' was taking place, so he pulled out the device. A text from Zee, askng about his current situation. His mind roved for a moment before texting back.

Hey, Sam. Want to hang out? Doing Hero stuff? Need any help?
Zee
Mission. I don't mind backup, but I'm in Brookside. Half hour time frame.

Sam quickly pocketed the phone before eyeing the runecaster.

"Do you need my help or are you good?"
S A M S O N

Location
|| East Flank ||
Time
|| Evening ||



Samson had finally made it to the front doors of the apartment building, pulled out some keys and opened them to pass through the lobby. He walked down a hallway and at the end of it pushed a button to call for the elevator. His home for the past few months was a high rise apartment with prices even he could raise a brow at. Granted, H.E.R.O. made the landlord significantly lower their questionable prices for him to be able to stay there. Though, he still had to work for it to be able to maintain comfortable circumstances, it wasn’t like he was in a penthouse suite. That was along with proving his worth as a newly licensed hero.

Trying at a job as a zoo-keeper in this city was competitive. At this point he was just returning from an interview. They seemed to like his insight with regards to animals, and told him they’d consider it. In the meantime, he was looking more into producing for upcoming singers and rappers. Sam already did this for this man who called himself “Lil Yung Baby”, but his music wasn’t selling, no matter how much he promoted it.

With that said, tonight Kanati was going to be heading out on a mission. Word on the street was that the gang named the Wah Ching were getting tired of getting pushed around by the Koshiki Devils, and intended to do something about it. The chinese triad worked with the knockoff samurai in Brookside for quite some time.

He’d been hunting them long enough to pick up the basics. Apparently, one got to Castleburg first, but the other got to Brookside first. It was a turf war in the beginning that became an alliance in a system that worked against them both. Between the infamous Guglianos and HERO agents, their numbers were growing short. Which meant, they were getting desperate and bound to strike out.

Tonight was supposed to be a big trade between them, but something reeked of sabotage. It could get really messy, and Sam wasn’t exactly in the mood for dealing with a full on war between them. Too many people would be involved, and too many innocents would be threatened. That meant that he was going to have to get involved and stop the trade from going down. With his prey running out into the open, there was no reason to pass the easy arrests.

Thus, the elevator doors opened and Sam started out though he nearly bumped into a middle-aged woman.

"Oh, pardon me, Mr. Wernicke." A raspy, female voice apologized. The young man slightly smiled in recognition. This lady was named Maria Barker, one of his neighbors that he helped out from time to time. Her and her husband worked at a buffet that he frequented for American and Italian food options. They put their hearts into their craft...at the expense of their living arrangements, but they didn’t seem to mind much.

"It’s fine, Mrs. Barker."

“Are you okay?” She asked as they were trading places from the elevator.

His expression shifted to a light concern. "Yeah, why?"

The cistern-shaped woman combed a few fingers through her reddish hair and then extended them to keep the door open. "Apparently some thugs tried to rob the 7-Eleven on the other side of East Flank." Mrs. Barker explained.

Sam's head shook. He had taken notice of her statement as she was departing though. "Are you sure you want to be out with something like that happening?"

"Not really, but Calvin needs my help at the restaurant as the place is pretty packed today. Besides, the video showed some monster kid handling them." She replied. It was clear that the latter part was meant to be a joke, but on the flip side, also very serious. The young hero merely shrugged.

“Well, be careful out there.” Was his final admonition as the doors closed. That sounded bad, but the police were already in pursuit, and one of his coworkers likely the ‘monster’ that stepped in.

Curiosity would have prompted him to check out the scene. However with what he knew about, it seemed much more important and that’s where his priority would lie today. Such thoughts propelled him to hurry to his residence and zip through the living room to his bedroom. There, in the closet, was a large black trunk. Assumably it’d be for holding one’s very important items, but there was no lock on it. The young man simply lifted the latch on the front to open the top.

Inside the trunk were some varying clothes, money, a first aid kit, typical things one would keep for emergency situations. However, instead of touching any of those, he pulled out a crowbar. Promptly, he walked to the edge of his bed and placed one end of the crowbar to the bottom boxspring of it. Pulling it upward ajar, Sam pushed up the bed with his freehand, which reclined slowly as though on hinges, until it was flatly vertical against the wall.

Within the hollowed rectangular box was his uniform and tools attached.

So the hunt began...

Thanks For The Time & Effort.
So, another idea to fit the amalgam theme would be a fusion of Spider-Man and Red Robin.
I don't mind running a solo Wolverine. Though, wondering if he could have had some run-ins with a few heroes/villains in the universe pre-snap, in classic Wolverine fashion, but then also play with the mystery of his origins to fit what you got going.
You know I got ya back. Question tho. Could I do Wolverine? Only asking because this seems mostly movie based.
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