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But Where's Your Heart?

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Most might wonder why Gabriel would jump up from his chair and speed down the street like he was being chased. In truth, he was the one doing the chasing. The scanner went off and alerted him to a bank robbery with more supposed supers. He heard one of them has swords of fire, and he immediately took a smile to his face.

He found a fairly quite alley and changed clothes in a quick five minutes, for a moment feeling a bit dorky. A traditional monk's garb and a dragon mask, it was silly, but he was still getting a better costume made, so he dealt with it. Looking like a Dragon Ball Z character was somewhat popular anyway.

When dressed, he threw his clothes in a dumpster and took off for the bank once again, but this time he scaled the building with a pair of conjured ice tools. Coming into a bank from the streets would get the police in his way. They already knew he was perfectly law abiding besides the vigilante thing, but he wasn't always careful and they still wanted to do something with him.

He hopped over buildings with his "super duper Kung-fu skills," until he was overtop the bank. With that... He sat down cross legged and took out his phone.


GoodBlood: I'm at a bank heist
LilDavid: Good God GB.
GoodBlood: What?
LilDavid: I heard the police thingy too broski, a guy with flaming swords and someone throwing around metal? I hope you realize with as much as I've worked on this bike, you ain't getting it today.
GoodBlood: Eh... Yeah, I guess.
LilDavid: Good Luck, don't get your ass handed to you,
[D/C Conversation]


Gabe stood back up and put his phone away, seeing into the bank as best he could, there were already police cars and fighting going on. He took a few steps back and took a running leap, flying off the building and falling after than should be healthy for a normal human. But a vortex of water was created by utilizing the humidity, and used to soften his fall greatly as he landed right at the banks entrance.

Taking somewhat arrogant steps through the door, he giggle mannishly. The water fountains in the bank blew skyward. A tendril of water Ocean was controlling pulled a fire alarm and the sprinkler system went off, spraying water down in a makeshift rain. He looked at the scene before him, quite ghastly.

"It's not nice taking other people's lunch money kiddos."
Alright!
So, police scanner went off...

Looks like Ocean is gonna find himself with Miss Collins soon enough.
Plus a bunch of pissedoff police officers.

Or maybe he'll arrive late

Or maybe he won't go
Oh dear..

You guys at the bank, you got that stuff planned or can I screw things up a bit? :3

I see a bit of fire and water action >:3
Gabriel was on the streets at the time, hat on and sunglasses to keep anybody from recognizing the heir to the largest electronics and technology company in the city, Haiyang. The company seal, a blue circle with a drop of water in the center, was plastered over several billboards and buses. But it was rather humble for such a large company. They were the creators of most computers and smart-devices in the city, their only competition really, was Apple, and they've not had much success since Haiyang took to the stores a few years ago. Such as the wireless earpiece connected to Gabriel's cell.

Decked in a dark red and black plaid shirt, and black denim jeans, Gabriel stood out yet blended into the crowds as he walked with some traditional Chinese music singing softly in his ear. He was making his way through the cities as a way to get out of his house, away from people by getting lost in people. A smile flickered across his face as he turned a corner into a coffee shop. He went inside and ordered a coffee, and sat at one of the tables outside and watched the people of the city.

He reached in his pocket and pulled out his phone, tapping a button to open it up to the homescreen and quickly cipher through his apps for a police scanner he had made for himself, and turned it on. Today was gonna be the day he debuted Ocean's new costume But first he needed something to get involved in. In the meantime, he was still struggling to decide what ability to use this time, or maybe not one at all. He could not use either ability and show off his blade. That would be fun... Jacob had been daring him to try it for awhile.

Gabriel tapped his phone a few times and opened up a messenger.


GoodBlood: Hey bro, you have the bike set up for today yet?
WeeLilDavid: Not yet broski, the AI is almost finished but the AP is still a bit bugged, it'll be an hour.
GoodBlood: God... What if the scanner goes off? I need the stuff in that bike ya know! >:|
WeeLilDavid: Well you'll have to use your Hell GB, sorry, you don't get to win the bet today :P
GoodBlood: You little...
[D/C Conversation]


Gabriel looked up from the phone slightly frustrated and went back to the scanner.

Jacob was a little pain in the kaboose when he wanted to be. When He and Gabriel decided to do this hero/sidekick thing, Gabriel didn't think Jacob would be so ornery with it. Well, jokes on him, Gabriel would find a pipe and use that as a sword... But where would he find a pipe? Godangit, this was frustrating.
Nevis said
No, he thought that. Him say that ?And as far as has been said, the 'everyone posts once-per-round though the turn-order is ditched' is still in effect. Ie, everyone posts at least once again in this round. As I was the very last in the previous (two, sort of), I prefer to wait until at least several of the others have posted (as I don't have much to respond to yet).Also, while I know Dallas just woke up, how does his mother react to Ddraig entering?


She may if you want him to, she's a very loving and forgiving person.

Here, I'll make this rule for NPCs.

If you want to interact with an NPC go ahead and do so, don't make someone else decide the interactions for you.

But, make sure you do the actions and personality of the NPC according to how the person who created the NPC sees them as. In other words, interaction.t with NPCs freely, but make sure you're not stepping on the creator's toes.
If she's not, she's coming in ._.

Ya'll we got one-two rounds for gleaming information out of Dallas before things start going down and the roleplay kicks into full story time.

Remember, this chapter is only the entrance to a hugely spectacular storyline of epic proportions and FEELS.
Just like that, a light pierced the darkness like a spear, ripping Dallas from complete comatose in a violent manner, or at least inside his head. It's was full of rage and anger, love and jealousy.... How a light could have such qualities was a mystery to Dallas, but that's what he felt. His brain just went "pop, you're okay now," as if nothing had happened, as if some unforeseen work of God.

Back in the fleshy, his right leg began to spasm in the hospital bed. Not violently,but enough to show something was wrong and signal a reaction from everyone in the room... To not notice the writhing leg would probably mean blindness, or even deafness. Then it stopped, and repeated in his left leg, then stopped again. His toes curled, his hands turned into fists, his lips contorted into something like a smirk. Then once again his body relaxed.

Then the light from his dreams, that harsh light, faded into hospital light as he opened his eyes to a room full of strangers and old friends. He wore a compassionate look on his face, something that was oddly out of place for Mr. Robertson. His lips curled into a very slight smile, one a mother gave a hurting child to calm them down. He didn't know why he felt good, maybe because he'd been sleeping for freaking ever.

Then that voice from the comma rang in his ears again. "Heaven is waiting, but first you must die," and suddenly he was aware of things he dreamt of in his coma. Images of war, blood, and a strange light that had a familiarity to it, but was unearthly, and tinged with an ominous future. Demons. The dead, the dying... Six... No, seven people.

Dallas looked on in a smile as people would start saying things and he'd have to respond. But something told him they only had a few minutes.
Kiddo... Your character in the room?
KANYE
The answer to your character is hell yes. Now get to work on a post and we'll go full throttle.
Kiddo said
YES.WHO GOT THIS PERSON THEY NEED A HUG


I did, he had wanted a spot but they were filled at the time,
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