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Abandoned Atrium. Ravenbrook, New York.
“That would be a good idea. Any kind of distraction could be useful for thinning out the herd and giving us a clear line to the bombs. I just need to be not distracted by the guards or Willow while I deal with the bomb.” Caine turned to Wizard with a look that said, “I am not doing that in a million years.”
“If you can’t teleport us, then we just need to find a backdoor to the place.” He scanned the area before deciding they would take the back way. “You can cause the distraction, do anything to bring Willow and her goons away from the bomb. But don’t cause too much panic, or we are screwed.” He glared at Wizard, not being turned into an animal. Caine started flying towards the back of the atrium. Stopping here and there to hide from the sight of the guards.
The heroes started moving towards the back of the atrium. Caine noticed a couple of guards who were knocked out. This made him wonder if there was another hero trying to take down Weeping Willow. The three of them were covertly moving throughout the building, taking out any sentries that were in their way. While they were moving further into the atrium, Sarah was getting closer to Willow’s location.
She could see Willow ordering some guards around. And a few feet from her was a bomb sitting inside a truck. She sent some guards outside the perimeter. It seemed some of the guards were not responding, and she wanted it investigated. She went into the truck to check on the bomb. A man in a trench coat soon approached Willow, making conversation with her.
The group with Caine were quickly making their way further into the artium. Arriving a few moments after Sarah. They could see Willow finish speaking to another man. She soon left the room to attend to some business elsewhere. Caine started moving a bit closer towards them, stopping from time to time to hide. Now would be the right time to strike. Or so Caine thought.
He sprang into action, flying towards the truck. Standing near the back of the open truck. The man in the trenchcoat quickly turned around. “Who…who are you? You don’t look like one of Willow’s goons.” The man stuttered out as he moved backwards.
“We're your worst nightmare, Now get out of my way.” Caine growled as he approached the man. The man shook his head before pushing his hands out.
“NO.” He screamed as an energy bolt came out of his hands and hit Caine in the chest. The shot sent Caine flying backwards from the force. Caine slammed into some scaffolding, slowly getting back onto his feet.
“Help, help intruders!” The man screamed out, trying to get anyone to help him. And a few moments later, a group of goons came out armed with assault rifles and shotguns. The goons opened fire on the heroes.
Abandoned Atrium. Ravenbrook, New York.
“That would be a good idea. Any kind of distraction could be useful for thinning out the herd and giving us a clear line to the bombs. I just need to be not distracted by the guards or Willow while I deal with the bomb.” Caine turned to Wizard with a look that said, “I am not doing that in a million years.”
“If you can’t teleport us, then we just need to find a backdoor to the place.” He scanned the area before deciding they would take the back way. “You can cause the distraction, do anything to bring Willow and her goons away from the bomb. But don’t cause too much panic, or we are screwed.” He glared at Wizard, not being turned into an animal. Caine started flying towards the back of the atrium. Stopping here and there to hide from the sight of the guards.
The heroes started moving towards the back of the atrium. Caine noticed a couple of guards who were knocked out. This made him wonder if there was another hero trying to take down Weeping Willow. The three of them were covertly moving throughout the building, taking out any sentries that were in their way. While they were moving further into the atrium, Sarah was getting closer to Willow’s location.
She could see Willow ordering some guards around. And a few feet from her was a bomb sitting inside a truck. She sent some guards outside the perimeter. It seemed some of the guards were not responding, and she wanted it investigated. She went into the truck to check on the bomb. A man in a trench coat soon approached Willow, making conversation with her.
The group with Caine were quickly making their way further into the artium. Arriving a few moments after Sarah. They could see Willow finish speaking to another man. She soon left the room to attend to some business elsewhere. Caine started moving a bit closer towards them, stopping from time to time to hide. Now would be the right time to strike. Or so Caine thought.
He sprang into action, flying towards the truck. Standing near the back of the open truck. The man in the trenchcoat quickly turned around. “Who…who are you? You don’t look like one of Willow’s goons.” The man stuttered out as he moved backwards.
“We're your worst nightmare, Now get out of my way.” Caine growled as he approached the man. The man shook his head before pushing his hands out.
“NO.” He screamed as an energy bolt came out of his hands and hit Caine in the chest. The shot sent Caine flying backwards from the force. Caine slammed into some scaffolding, slowly getting back onto his feet.
“Help, help intruders!” The man screamed out, trying to get anyone to help him. And a few moments later, a group of goons came out armed with assault rifles and shotguns. The goons opened fire on the heroes.
@TruckKun
Sorry for not responding I've been really busy IRL. But I will have a look at your sheet today.
Also I will try to get a post done either today or tomorrow.
Sorry for not responding I've been really busy IRL. But I will have a look at your sheet today.
Also I will try to get a post done either today or tomorrow.
Statue Of Liberty. Brooklyn, New York. 1938…
In the news, a masked vigilante was reported as brutally murdering the local gangsters. And this news reached the gangsters who were still alive. They were in the middle of planning revenge on the man named Mad Jack. But at the moment, that was not a concern for the masked vigilante. Recently, he had linked up with a group of heroes. At first, he was hesitant to join, but the leader convinced him. He had heard rumblings of a man named Adolf Hitler and his rise to power. He was like every other dictator before him. Jack had seen them all and knew he was destined to fail.
He was currently stationed on Liberty Island for a mission. The US government think that the Nazi’s were going to blow up the Statue of Liberty. The masked vigilante was patrolling the island, looking for anyone suspicious. So far, he hasn’t found anyone who could possibly be a person of interest.
His ears perked up when he heard some German being spoken. Well, there were German immigrants currently working on the Statue. However, he understood the words, and these guys had ulterior motives. Following the voices, he noticed a few of these men getting off a boat. Being surprised that they had some kind of device that made them fly.
“Oh, great, they fly now?” He muttered through gritted teeth. His mind was racking on how he’d take them out. Quickly, he looked for some sort of grappling hook or something he could use to bring them down. Scanning the immediate area, he found a bundle of rope which he could use.
“Damn it.” The Scotsman cursed before starting to run towards the statue. He could feel the air leaving his lungs as he hurried along. Doing his best to try and outrun the Nazi’s. Arriving a few moments later. Stopping for a moment to catch his breath. Now he made the long journey to the top of the statue.
Once at the top, he was waiting for a Nazi to come close before springing into action. Throwing the rope forward to try to wrangle one of the Nazis. And if he does wrangle one of them, then he could take them out and steal their jetpack.
In the news, a masked vigilante was reported as brutally murdering the local gangsters. And this news reached the gangsters who were still alive. They were in the middle of planning revenge on the man named Mad Jack. But at the moment, that was not a concern for the masked vigilante. Recently, he had linked up with a group of heroes. At first, he was hesitant to join, but the leader convinced him. He had heard rumblings of a man named Adolf Hitler and his rise to power. He was like every other dictator before him. Jack had seen them all and knew he was destined to fail.
He was currently stationed on Liberty Island for a mission. The US government think that the Nazi’s were going to blow up the Statue of Liberty. The masked vigilante was patrolling the island, looking for anyone suspicious. So far, he hasn’t found anyone who could possibly be a person of interest.
His ears perked up when he heard some German being spoken. Well, there were German immigrants currently working on the Statue. However, he understood the words, and these guys had ulterior motives. Following the voices, he noticed a few of these men getting off a boat. Being surprised that they had some kind of device that made them fly.
“Oh, great, they fly now?” He muttered through gritted teeth. His mind was racking on how he’d take them out. Quickly, he looked for some sort of grappling hook or something he could use to bring them down. Scanning the immediate area, he found a bundle of rope which he could use.
“Damn it.” The Scotsman cursed before starting to run towards the statue. He could feel the air leaving his lungs as he hurried along. Doing his best to try and outrun the Nazi’s. Arriving a few moments later. Stopping for a moment to catch his breath. Now he made the long journey to the top of the statue.
Once at the top, he was waiting for a Nazi to come close before springing into action. Throwing the rope forward to try to wrangle one of the Nazis. And if he does wrangle one of them, then he could take them out and steal their jetpack.
Finally posted sorry for the long wait.
@Silver Carrot
When you have your post done. I can edit my post to include Sarah.
@Silver Carrot
When you have your post done. I can edit my post to include Sarah.
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Abandoned Atrium. Ravenbrook, New York.
The older hero was deep in thought about how to handle the situation. He turned to Aria to speak to her. “She might have them on a remote. And if that is the case, then we need to find her before she pulls the trigger. If anything, I could fly them out of the premises to try and deactivate it.” Caine crouched lower to the ground when it was mentioned that they should be keeping a low profile.
“Is there another entrance we could use to avoid detection?” This question was either directed at Aria or Julian. It was quite hard to tell. Perhaps he was talking to himself, wondering what the right approach would be.
Caine was scanning the area with his eyes. But had the nagging feeling that they would need to act quickly. “I think we should split up, with one group going after the bomb and the other group to find and deactivate the bomb.”
Caine then starts pairing the group with Aria, Spotligh as the group to find the bomb. With himself, Shock, and Wizard to deal with Willow.
Abandoned Atrium. Ravenbrook, New York.
The older hero was deep in thought about how to handle the situation. He turned to Aria to speak to her. “She might have them on a remote. And if that is the case, then we need to find her before she pulls the trigger. If anything, I could fly them out of the premises to try and deactivate it.” Caine crouched lower to the ground when it was mentioned that they should be keeping a low profile.
“Is there another entrance we could use to avoid detection?” This question was either directed at Aria or Julian. It was quite hard to tell. Perhaps he was talking to himself, wondering what the right approach would be.
Caine was scanning the area with his eyes. But had the nagging feeling that they would need to act quickly. “I think we should split up, with one group going after the bomb and the other group to find and deactivate the bomb.”
Caine then starts pairing the group with Aria, Spotligh as the group to find the bomb. With himself, Shock, and Wizard to deal with Willow.
Brooklyn, New York. March, 1938…
Somewhere in New York was a dive bar called O’Malley’s. Sitting at the bar was a gruff-looking man. Who was in the middle of nursing a glass of whiskey. Beside was a large bag of these things, including his costume and weapons. The man was in the middle of lamenting his life and all the wrongs he had committed over the years. He gulped the rest of his drink before paying the bartender, making sure to tip him well.
Picking up his bag, he left the bar and was heading down the street to complete an important task. After a few minutes of walking, he arrived at a restaurant. This restaurant, called Cardellini, was owned by a mob boss named Ignazio Petrosino. Petrosino has been running drugs and prostitutes for the last couple of years. Moving into an alleyway, he got changed and armed himself with his sword and shield. He knew Ignazio’s underboss was having lunch there. He was going to interrogate him to get Petrosino’s location. And to make an example of him.
From where he was, he could see Petrosino’s underboss having lunch with one of Petrosino’s Capos. The masked figure entered the restaurant through the front door. The underboss, whose name was Luigi Corvi, turned in the direction of the masked figure.
“What the hell are you supposed to be?” Luigi said finding the outfit quite amusing. The masked figure squinted, gripping the handle of his sword tightly.
“I am the devil, and I am here to do the devil’s work.” The figure said, letting his shield tap against his hips. The figure suddenly leaped into the air, landing a few feet in front of them. In a swift slash which made a nice gash on a nearby goon’s chest.
Luigi realized that the swordsman was not kidding around. The other goons soon reached for their guns, and Luigi was reaching down for his own gun underneath the table. The remaining goons aimed their guns at the masked man.
Quickly firing their guns to take down this madman. The masked man raised his shield to try to block the bullets. The bullets ricocheted off his shield. Some of the bullets hit either his legs or his shoulder. But the masked man gritted his teeth to suppress the pain. Using his shield to bash the face of the closest goon to him. Cutting the arm of another as blood sprayed out onto the floor.
Turning around while swinging his sword to decapitate three goons. This left Luigi by himself. The masked man was covered in the blood of the goons. The bloodied figure was moving closer to Lugi. Luigi fired his gun into the other man’s torso. But the man didn’t seem much affected by it. Lugi could see the wounds starting to heal over. “What the hell are you?” He said, now deeply frightened. In response, the man sliced the barrel of Luigi’s pistol. Following this up by gripping him by the collar of his shirt.
“I’ve got a little message for your boss. And you're gonna deliver it to em personally.” The figure stood above Luigi. The figure smiled, bearing a row of yellow teeth. A smile that was filled with hatred and gleeful malice.
A Few Hours Later
At Petrosino’s mansion, the don was enjoying some cigars and wine, chatting with his fellow mobsters. Their conversation was interrupted by a gangster coming into the room. In his hand was a large yellow box. “Ah, I am sorry to bother you, Don Petrosino, but this box was sent for you.”
The don looked over, annoyed that his good time was being interrupted. “Who is it from?” He asked, gritting his teeth.
“I don’t know, but…it’s something you gotta see.” The goon nervously set the box down on the table in front of the don. Begrudgingly, he opened it and was given a surprise of his life. Inside the box was the head of Lugi Corvi with this bloody message.
“YOUR NEXT!!!
REGARDS
MAD JACK.”
Somewhere in New York was a dive bar called O’Malley’s. Sitting at the bar was a gruff-looking man. Who was in the middle of nursing a glass of whiskey. Beside was a large bag of these things, including his costume and weapons. The man was in the middle of lamenting his life and all the wrongs he had committed over the years. He gulped the rest of his drink before paying the bartender, making sure to tip him well.
Picking up his bag, he left the bar and was heading down the street to complete an important task. After a few minutes of walking, he arrived at a restaurant. This restaurant, called Cardellini, was owned by a mob boss named Ignazio Petrosino. Petrosino has been running drugs and prostitutes for the last couple of years. Moving into an alleyway, he got changed and armed himself with his sword and shield. He knew Ignazio’s underboss was having lunch there. He was going to interrogate him to get Petrosino’s location. And to make an example of him.
From where he was, he could see Petrosino’s underboss having lunch with one of Petrosino’s Capos. The masked figure entered the restaurant through the front door. The underboss, whose name was Luigi Corvi, turned in the direction of the masked figure.
“What the hell are you supposed to be?” Luigi said finding the outfit quite amusing. The masked figure squinted, gripping the handle of his sword tightly.
“I am the devil, and I am here to do the devil’s work.” The figure said, letting his shield tap against his hips. The figure suddenly leaped into the air, landing a few feet in front of them. In a swift slash which made a nice gash on a nearby goon’s chest.
Luigi realized that the swordsman was not kidding around. The other goons soon reached for their guns, and Luigi was reaching down for his own gun underneath the table. The remaining goons aimed their guns at the masked man.
Quickly firing their guns to take down this madman. The masked man raised his shield to try to block the bullets. The bullets ricocheted off his shield. Some of the bullets hit either his legs or his shoulder. But the masked man gritted his teeth to suppress the pain. Using his shield to bash the face of the closest goon to him. Cutting the arm of another as blood sprayed out onto the floor.
Turning around while swinging his sword to decapitate three goons. This left Luigi by himself. The masked man was covered in the blood of the goons. The bloodied figure was moving closer to Lugi. Luigi fired his gun into the other man’s torso. But the man didn’t seem much affected by it. Lugi could see the wounds starting to heal over. “What the hell are you?” He said, now deeply frightened. In response, the man sliced the barrel of Luigi’s pistol. Following this up by gripping him by the collar of his shirt.
“I’ve got a little message for your boss. And you're gonna deliver it to em personally.” The figure stood above Luigi. The figure smiled, bearing a row of yellow teeth. A smile that was filled with hatred and gleeful malice.
A Few Hours Later
At Petrosino’s mansion, the don was enjoying some cigars and wine, chatting with his fellow mobsters. Their conversation was interrupted by a gangster coming into the room. In his hand was a large yellow box. “Ah, I am sorry to bother you, Don Petrosino, but this box was sent for you.”
The don looked over, annoyed that his good time was being interrupted. “Who is it from?” He asked, gritting his teeth.
“I don’t know, but…it’s something you gotta see.” The goon nervously set the box down on the table in front of the don. Begrudgingly, he opened it and was given a surprise of his life. Inside the box was the head of Lugi Corvi with this bloody message.
“YOUR NEXT!!!
REGARDS
MAD JACK.”
@TruckKun
Here are some weaknesses that I found on a superpower wiki.
-Distance, mass, precision, etc. depend upon the knowledge, skill, and strength of the user, and their power's natural limits.
-Light Manipulation, Light Generation, and other light based powers are especially effective against this power.
-As shadow is a dark area produced by a body coming between rays of light and a surface, light may strengthen shadow magic or may even be a requirement in some universes.
-May be unable to create darkness/shadow, being limited to manipulating only from already existing sources.
-May have to be in sync with darkness, whether their own or the source of their power.
May become affected/corrupted through extended exposure.
Umbrakinetic Immunity/Shadow Absorption
I am unsure if any of these will help you, but i do hope it does. As for names here is a website i use for name generation.
https://www.name-generator.org.uk/?i=26xn2aix
Here are some weaknesses that I found on a superpower wiki.
-Distance, mass, precision, etc. depend upon the knowledge, skill, and strength of the user, and their power's natural limits.
-Light Manipulation, Light Generation, and other light based powers are especially effective against this power.
-As shadow is a dark area produced by a body coming between rays of light and a surface, light may strengthen shadow magic or may even be a requirement in some universes.
-May be unable to create darkness/shadow, being limited to manipulating only from already existing sources.
-May have to be in sync with darkness, whether their own or the source of their power.
May become affected/corrupted through extended exposure.
Umbrakinetic Immunity/Shadow Absorption
I am unsure if any of these will help you, but i do hope it does. As for names here is a website i use for name generation.
https://www.name-generator.org.uk/?i=26xn2aix
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