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5 yrs ago
Current Try checking the Articles and Guides section
5 yrs ago
I'm not victim blaming but all generalizations are false, even this one.
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It does.
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6 yrs ago
PC and Tablet ded, send help
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I lived the land of no internet
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The PRT Building


Jackson stopped and nodded. "Well it seems you weren't seeing those before so I'd say we made a pretty major breakthrough kid. I don't want to push you too hard so we'll-" Jackson paused suddenly and held his pointer finger to Ruben, indicating he should wait a moment. "That sounds like a good idea sir, we just got some good work done so this could be interesting." Jackson turned back to Ruben with a somewhat silly grin, "Good news kid, turns out we just caught a villain and are gonna interrogate them about the crime scene, you wanna watch? Maybe your power will come in handy or something." Jackson shrugged speculatively, "So, whadya say?"
I wrote my post while you were writing yours apparently :D
Dawkin Trustram


"Everyone hold on!" Dawkin said, a amount of irritation present in his voice and a sharp increase in volume. They were both being too hasty. Though at least Martin had backed off a little. "Lucian back off. As for you two. You helped me out earlier so I'm giving you the benefit of the doubt, however I'll warn you I do not like being wrong." His voice was stern and it was clear he expected to be obeyed. Ordering people around was nothing new for him with his family. Atlas stood next to him with a fierce look and Wooper... was just being Wooper.








Dawkin Trustram


Dawkin narrowed his eyes. Odd situation, they didn't seem to be looking for a fight and weren't even actively attacking back. Something wasn't right here. He considered telling everyone to stop but that would be a bit presumptuous of him. Perhaps it would be best to simply let things play out rather than involving himself further. His Pokémon stayed where they were looking around awkwardly, "Hold on." Dawkin said to them quietly and stayed where he was, watching things progress. He'd already told them once to explain but it seemed they'd been distracted by the flurry of Pokémon and people arriving. Hrm. "Since I don't think anybody really wants a fight here, you'd best explain what's going on here." Dawkin said confidently, still ready to battle if needed.








Terribly sorry for the delay, I'll have my post up in a few hours and not be so slow next time.
Sofia Stien


He really did talk quite a lot. Gamble didn't even seem to need to stop to talk breathes, it was rather impressive to be honest. Sophia didn't really mind, as she put on her headphones once they got in the car. Luckily the police didn't know what they were driving so they were able to make it back safely and the Jacks walked into the Warehouse to meet Broker already there, with a newmate no less. Sophia waved a little when she saw him but otherwise simply waited for him to introduce the new member. She wondered if they'd get paid any extra because they had to deal with two heroes. Of course they had lost Lovecraft during the mission which was probably a bad thing. Oh well.

The PRT Building


Jackson nodded, "Don't worry too much about explaining it." Obviously it was something to do with his parahumanism. Was it something about seeing the future? "Very interesting..." Jackson said to himself as he pondered it. It worked through a recording, perhaps only through a recording? Hm. Jackson paused the tape and stood up. "Well how about this, can you tell what I'm going to do next?" Jackson asked and began shadow boxing. Ducking and weaving imaginary attacks while launching rapid attacks of his own at the empty air. Though he wasn't terribly serious about it there was a hint of experience with his movements that indicated he was perhaps rather good at this.

Understood, thanks for the good wishes.
V. What if I don't want to play a Mage?
Rindheart had already acknowledged that the rat may come from a different angle so he was moving as soon as he heard the warning rather than making visual confirmation first. He immediately turned towards the voice while moving towards it. He barely saw the mouse as it hurtled towards him. However it was enough to allows his head-butt to solidly collide with the rat. Not only that but he'd used his metal control on his helmet to slam into the rat with even more force. The rat was certainly fast, but Rindheart was hoping it couldn't beat him in a strength contest.
Rocker Warehouse


Shatterpoint moved as soon as Swarm fell to the ground, ripping off a piece of metal railing for the stairs and hurling it at him. Shatterpoint had of course thrown it with such force and precision that it collided with only one of the objects around Swarm before they could pick up any speed, which helped the railing spin and smack into the side of Swarm's head with brutal force, knocking the man unconscious immediately. Shatterpoint waited a moment or two to see the result of his throw as his minions watched in awe. "Tie him up, I'll get something to keep him asleep. Good job Creep." He said confidently, issuing orders to them and acknowledging Creep's work. He wasn't sure what she did but he didn't really need to know. He moved upstairs to remove a needle from a suitcase full of the same. Some parahumans were too dangerous to leave awake, as was the case with Swarm. As such it was good to carry something around to make sure they stayed asleep.
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