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Never Normal - a Superhero Vigilante RP

Hmmm. I do believe there are going to be some talks about design later. Girard thought listening to the idea thrown out from who he now recognized as Melrose Faye.

The big man kept enough into news as to what went on around Millennium and the death of her father had been a sign of good news. There was one guy who had a good point, it didn't take long to put together who he was after the quip from Graffiti, and it was hard not to agree with Ecto about needing more information on Umbra. He had hoped the little exchange before would have been all that Sparky and Graffiti had but it appeared someone hit a nerve or at least a point of frustration. Then again this was the living sparkler he was talking about who never seemed to know when to lay off and in this case given reasons to lay off him. Good old Reaper managed to pull his attention with some questions to Ditch about one point he had overlooked about they're host knowing Umbra. The woman had been giving good answers to anything tossed to her but her explanation for this was far different, much more powerful in his mind, than the original speech. Tank couldn't entirely relate to the death aspect but going after the one who threatened family or worse was something he knew all too well hell it was how he came to acknowledge his power. However, despite the big bad being as dangerous as he was there was no way in hell he was going to back off, not for fear and not because anyone's doubts.

If there is one person who is gonna put the first major hit into Umbra, wouldn't surprise me if it was her. He thought feeling confident he wouldn't be wrong.

Girard turned his attention back to the conflict between Graffiti and Sparky which seemed to be coming to an end now that both of them had a say though not before the last of the threats were made aware. He couldn't help but agree with Omega that it was getting them nowhere not to mention putting a bit of a wedge in between them which was something they couldn't afford if trouble came knocking. The thought seemed to be the same among most of them giving at least some relief that this wouldn't happen more often, at least not immediately.

"Now that we have all that out of our systems," The big man said pausing to clear his throat in mild annoyance "Lets hear this plan so we can get to work, this ain't going to be one way or the other."

Wasting time was not generally his prerogative especially considering crime and there were more than a few things they could be doing right now whether it was sorting out the hole in the wall or punching the snot out of a particularly nasty baddie.

Never Normal - a Superhero Vigilante RP

No denial here.

Never Normal - a Superhero Vigilante RP

Girard took a look around at the others and heard a thud which found his eyes leveled at Turn Back who had just made a crater in the floor. If there was one thing that could be said about the guy was he had some enthusiasm, maybe a bit too much at times, and his thought about this old place being a headquarters for the group gave him a short pause for thought. It wasn't that he couldn't imagine a combined effort between them, at least from his experience with a couple impromptu team ups like that one time he ended up hitting the same gang as Omega who had the unexpected pleasure of Tank's company, but there were a few elements among them that might have a little trouble with the communication part. Even he would admit though something was definitely going down for all of them to get called here and it had to be serious. After all there were some big wigs among vigilantes here like Black Rose who had just arrived by bike if he was correct and was surprisingly unimpressed by the mess he had made. It nearly made him chuckle at the ridiculousness which cheered him up in a hurry not one to stay upset for long but listening up when Ditch spoke and took in the message of your either with or possibly against them in a bad situation.

Well ain't that a bit dour. Makes a good point though that one way or the other something has to be done. Girard thought frowning at the thought under his helmet.

The big man listened to the others who had they're own stance on it, a couple concerns being prompted mainly by Graffiti who seemed to have changed little since the one other time they worked together though it ended up mostly in her following up behind him helping ruin the day of some very unfortunate criminals. He would admit to not being so worried on details as some of the others but he understood not everyone could handle doing it like him being able to rush into stupid and dangerous situations by damn near everyone's standard and come out the other side maybe a little worse for wear but successful. Not like that was his only resort but the more criminals and otherwise who thought he was just a big, thoughtless bruiser made his job all that easier and could even keep the rest of the crime fighters surprised when he did have a good plan. Always amused him at the look on they're faces when the big man pulled a fast one on them. Then again he wasn't here for reminiscing and there really was only one option for him in this situation. Though he could help but laugh a bit at the mini fridge remark and decided he had nothing to lose by showing his face like the couple others who had prompting him to reach up undo a couple straps and remove his helmet holding the thing by his side.

"You got my backing, always good to have some company when the ass kicking starts." Girard said flashing a big smile as he locked in his position on the whole group debacle.

Never Normal - a Superhero Vigilante RP

Pretty sure everyone is to look forward to it. I know do.

Never Normal - a Superhero Vigilante RP

Girard turned his head up from the stage realizing he was in quite the pickle, not for him personally but for the poor stage he was probably going to break worse if he moved. Oh he could already tell he was going to get serious shit for this and supposed it served him right for letting his concern get to him.

"You."

She invited Sparky? And he accepted? He thought knowing the voice directed at him and surprised to hear it.

"Do you intend to kill everyone here? Did you not see the state of this building before you entered?"

"I'll admit to going a bit overboard, even I thought this was a trap. The wall wasn't loadbearing so the building should be fine." The big man said dismissing the accusation and doing his best to disarm some nerves.

Of course Ditch the host had something to say but it was far less aggressive and he just sort of bowed his head slightly feeling more embarrassed by the second. He heard one of the other female vigilantes say something before a big damn bird appeared and grabbed him by the shoulders before starting to lift him out. He was genuinely surprised how strong the thing was managing to get him clear of the whole and to the edge of the stage where he gave a passing "thanks" before gingerly made his way down to more solid ground. He got a better look around the inside of the theater which made him realize more of the concern the others had for the stability, he would be much more careful now feeling less than safe in the building himself. If it collapsed it certainly wouldn't be good for anyone and he really didn't want to be stuck under a couple tons of rubble again. Unconsciously he brushed off some of the dust he got on him and started thinking of way to fix the wall, stage, and whatever else he may have nailed on the way in which felt kind like a shelf but he'd look later.

"Think I'll save the excessive force for the actual bad guys next time." Girard said managing a chuckle at the remark from Ditch fully willing to take his licks now rather than later.

Never Normal - a Superhero Vigilante RP

Take your time buddy, we'll just be watching and silently judging you from our caves.

Never Normal - a Superhero Vigilante RP

Girard sat comfortably in his apartment contemplating one or two targets he could hit. He made a few adjustments among his newly made grenades which he had just finished preparing in anticipation when he heard his phone vibrate from the other side of his couch. He picked the device up curiously, he wasn't expecting a call any time today, having a look at the message he just got which had him place the last grenade in a row while he read about himself and the offer from Ditch. Honestly it could have been a trap despite hearing the message earlier as clear as day from Ditch who seemed vehement about dealing with this Umbra character. Sure he had thought about going after the bastard himself but hearing that the criminal managed to capture one of the better vigilantes in Millennium City even the mighty Tank was hesitant. The Word mighty made him smile slightly at the thought of people talking about him like he was some kind of big shot and maybe he was, big at the very least but he wasn't the only sheriff in town and never forgot it.

He tensed up ever so slightly at the meeting place in Racket Ave. which pique even some suspicion in him. Honestly it was a perfect place to meet in secret because no one smart would go into an abandoned junkie filled area that reeked to high heaven if they had the choice. However, it hardly made it any more appealing for the big man who had an idea about how to go about this meeting or how to enter it at least. It took a few moments to get set up in his gear, he also packed a couple surprises in case it was an unpleasant trap which could clear a room nicely, before heading out into the night. There really was nothing about this meeting that made him want to rush so he would take some time and maybe take out a small robbery on the way if he saw one.

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Tank made his way to visual distance of the rather large building they were supposedly meeting in which made him like the area even less. It was an old theater his the design was right or a very fucked up warehouse, either way it had only one main entrance which was partially open suggesting people were already inside.

They really just left the door open? I mean its only a bit but seriously? Girard thought with some exasperation.

The big man opted to go around back of the building to see if he could find another way in besides the front door, one that would fit him preferably. Though he could make one if necessary and honestly with the building in the state it was it would take little effort not to mention it would surprise the shit out of whoever was inside. This sort of meeting never really happened among the crime fighters so if it had maybe he wouldn't have been so cautious or paranoid really about. It wasn't like he always deigned to work alone or by himself when working together could produce impressive results more so than by himself. He also knew he was so stealthy it would take a blind, deaf, and no touch sensitivity stricken man to not know he was coming under the most perfect of circumstance so it was a tactic he rarely bothered with beyond staying his distance.

It didn't take particularly long but he figured if the people inside were busy he would be in position while they were still preparing or to interrupt an ambush already going on. It would surprise him if someone had set up for more than one vigilante to take a fall so he was ready to back them up as well if it was the case. He found what seemed like a particularly weak portion of the back wall leading right into the center of the main room then started to back up judging how much force would be needed to go straight through it. Once he was satisfied he started a what was a jog for him slowly picking up some speed before making impact with the wall and found he overestimated what he needed. He wasn't sure exactly what he hit on the way in but it was promptly smashing and whatever ended up in his face smelled like mothballs before he felt something give way below his feet just as he got a flash of light in his face hearing something about questions.

There was a moment of quiet from him as he took in the situation realizing he was waist deep into a damn stage after having run through the dark back room taking down half the curtain with him and now was getting strange looks from everyone else in the room. He recognized some off the bat and had heard of a couple others and there was one who had no mask on who he really didn't know who it was. It didn't take him long to feel like an absolute idiot because it wasn't a trap or ambush and he had just made the biggest damn fool of himself.

"Well that answers my first question." Girard said from behind his helmet which he was very happy to have on at the moment.

The big man proceeded to try and find a way to not completely destroy the stage while getting out of it, it was going to be a long night.

Never Normal - a Superhero Vigilante RP

Girard Babcock

Name: Girard Babcock.
Quote: Buddy I'd like to see you try.
Alias: Tank.
Age: 23.
Gender: Male
Family:
Mother-Ellen; Father-Deckard; Younger sister- May; Younger brother- Jeremiah.

Occupation: Construction and Demolition, he prefers the latter.

Appearance:

Hider

Girard stands at 6'8" and weighs upwards of 400lbs thanks to his power. He tends to wear whatever is comfortable normally whether
it be short sleeves and jeans or some other combo. When he becomes Tank a dark green bomber jacket, a black shirt underneath, with grey camo pants are his preference, tough/comfortable and plenty of storage, including a large military helmet with a face cover.

Method of Operation: Girard's method can be described as hit them fast and hit them hard or occasionally take everything they have on the chin and keep going. He has the patience to wait for the right time to charge in like an angry comet dispensing explosives if and when necessary. Once his controlled havoc has been unleashed he makes sure his target is down for the count before getting out.

Superpower:
Girard got the alias Tank from the supernaturally dense tissue in his body. He is easily capable of shrugging off most conventional weaponry and even plenty of non-conventional means of attack. He is also far stronger and heavier than he appears making him difficult to contend with in most situations. However, all this extra weight and size makes him quite slow most of the time and when he does get moving quickly he is very much at the mercy of his own momentum. While he might be practically invulnerable to a conventional attack, even a few powered as well, he still has a battery of things that can effect him like electricity, poison, and mental powers come to thought. His weight overpowers his strength to an extent making jumping or upwards motion far more difficult not to mention going through weak floors because of it. He tends to avoid large bodies of water really not wanting to sink like a rock before even trying to swim. Lastly, it often takes him awhile to lick his wounds if he gets particularly hurt because he has a lot more to hurt than most.

Skills: Girard knows how to take care of home life well enough, maybe not perfectly but it'll do. He has an engineering degree but enjoys getting his hands dirty working but he knows buildings well and if there were a structural weakness he would be the one to notice it. Explosives help in this endeavor and he has taken quite the shine to making his own for his escapades though he is very careful with them. He doesn't have any sort of combat training but he is a big man with more than his share of weight to throw around and he has gotten good at it.

Equipment: He brings multiple different homemade explosives and his get up but other than that he can improvise a weapon if he so needs it.

Personality: Girard tends to be a rather friendly guy mostly carefree. He will talk to anyone who will listen provided he has something to say or will listen to anyone if the subject is good. He tends to be careful and relatively peaceful but he is no gentle giant and if someone starts something it won't take him long to step in and give them what they have coming though he tends to hold back for their sake if it gets physical. He is far more concerned with other people than himself trying to help out where he can with a smile on his face mostly because he can. He is more than willing to work with other vigilantes though his forward style doesn't always mesh. He might have looked up to heroes at one point but to him its people like him and others who are willing to go further that really keep the criminals on edge.

Criminals are one of the few things that Girard detests and cleaning up the city one gang at a time is his way of dealing with it. He doesn't always expect much out of them but he fully expects them to try and surprise crime fighters so he values patience for keeping him out of trouble. For him there are no restrictions on what kind of activity to stop though some warrant less force than others which he is keenly aware of. Despite his approach to the bad element serious collateral damage is something he avoids whenever possible, no need to make it harder on the people and families who live in the city like him. He intends to protect and clean up the city to make it better for him, his family, and every good hearted person left in it.

Biography: Girard's parents met at a local diner in the city and had a few arguments before they really got talking but it was uphill from there and the two have been inseparable since. They managed to carve out a nice life by the time their first son was born and they were amazed when he was. While Girard wouldn't have fully developed powers until he was well into his teens they had an impact on his size from day one. He had a rather good life never much to complain about, his father also being quite a big guy and a short temper with troublemakers, warding off plenty of trouble with his siblings only making it better. If his parents weren't there he was looking after them and would continue to do so through his life seeing his family as the most important thing he had. His parents actually bought the diner and it did good for a while but continually less people came when some local gang members started targeting it driving people away as well as making life harder for the family. Girard now with some years under his belt found out most of them were around his age and being the guy he was intervened once roughing a couple of them up in the process to which they stopped coming for a bit but it wouldn't last.

The leader had taken particular offense to it, his cousin having taken a beating in the intervention, came back and put several shots through the diner's front hitting a couple patrons as well as his brother also grazing his sister who was nearby. It was one of the few moments Girard couldn't recall because he rushed out after them in a rage having no intention of them getting away. He probably should have know it would be a trap but there was little thought running through his mind when he walked into an opening in-between finding seven vengeful aggressors though only the leader had a gun. Girard admits he remembers very little of what happened but it ended very badly for the seven who tried with everything they had to bring him down only to find they couldn't because he was shrugging off pipes, chains, hell even the leader's pistol barely left a mark on him with repeated shots. After he reined himself in he got out of there to go and check on his family who were glad to see him alive after his pursuit. It was part of the reason he would later become Tank but for some years it calmed down.

His brother and sister recovered, his brother lost some range of motion in his left arm but he lived, but thing got back to being more normal if not more close between the family. It had occurred more than ever that Girard was something special and they told him that it was his choice how to handle his 'gift'. Of course he did his best to conceal if not so much hide it for a time not sure what to do but he would eventually seeing more and worse crimes as he got older. He couldn't let the horror that happened to his family just go on or show up else where especially not after one of his best friends nearly got mugged among other continued attempts on people he cared about or around him. Since then he has done his best to keep a good balance between being him and being Tank who is far less forgiving than him and has put more than a little fear into the cities criminal population. His efforts haven't been appreciated by all but even people who denounce the vigilantes have no bearing on him enough to make him stop. When he got the letter from Ditch he couldn't help but see the use in working together to take on someone possibly more powerful than all of them and he made his choice then.

Theme Song: Simple Man

Relationships:

Extra: We are not normal.

Never Normal - a Superhero Vigilante RP

Wouldn't be opposed to Skype.

@Blazion Couldn't help myself. It could end up pretty funny when Zoey notices the elephant in the room.

Never Normal - a Superhero Vigilante RP

Writer's block is a pain but at least today I managed to put something together. Figured making a nice big spearhead for the group would work nicely.

Girard Babcock

Name: Girard Babcock.
Quote: Buddy I'd like to see you try.
Alias: Tank.
Age: 23.
Gender: Male
Family:
Mother-Ellen; Father-Deckard; Younger sister- May; Younger brother- Jeremiah.

Occupation: Construction and Demolition, he prefers the latter.

Appearance:

Hider

Girard stands at 6'8" and weighs upwards of 400lbs thanks to his power. He tends to wear whatever is comfortable normally whether
it be short sleeves and jeans or some other combo. When he becomes Tank a dark green bomber jacket, a black shirt underneath, with grey camo pants are his preference, tough/comfortable and plenty of storage, including a large military helmet with a face cover.

Method of Operation: Girard's method can be described as hit them fast and hit them hard or occasionally take everything they have on the chin and keep going. He has the patience to wait for the right time to charge in like an angry comet dispensing explosives if and when necessary. Once his controlled havoc has been unleashed he makes sure his target is down for the count before getting out.

Superpower:
Girard got the alias Tank from the supernaturally dense tissue in his body. He is easily capable of shrugging off most conventional weaponry and even plenty of non-conventional means of attack. He is also far stronger and heavier than he appears making him difficult to contend with in most situations. However, all this extra weight and size makes him quite slow most of the time and when he does get moving quickly he is very much at the mercy of his own momentum. While he might be practically invulnerable to a conventional attack, even a few powered as well, he still has a battery of things that can effect him like electricity, poison, and mental powers come to thought. His weight overpowers his strength to an extent making jumping or upwards motion far more difficult not to mention going through weak floors because of it. He tends to avoid large bodies of water really not wanting to sink like a rock before even trying to swim. Lastly, it often takes him awhile to lick his wounds if he gets particularly hurt because he has a lot more to hurt than most.

Skills: Girard knows how to take care of home life well enough, maybe not perfectly but it'll do. He has an engineering degree but enjoys getting his hands dirty working but he knows buildings well and if there were a structural weakness he would be the one to notice it. Explosives help in this endeavor and he has taken quite the shine to making his own for his escapades though he is very careful with them. He doesn't have any sort of combat training but he is a big man with more than his share of weight to throw around and he has gotten good at it.

Equipment: He brings multiple different homemade explosives and his get up but other than that he can improvise a weapon if he so needs it.

Personality: Girard tends to be a rather friendly guy mostly carefree. He will talk to anyone who will listen provided he has something to say or will listen to anyone if the subject is good. He tends to be careful and relatively peaceful but he is no gentle giant and if someone starts something it won't take him long to step in and give them what they have coming though he tends to hold back for their sake if it gets physical. He is far more concerned with other people than himself trying to help out where he can with a smile on his face mostly because he can. He is more than willing to work with other vigilantes though his forward style doesn't always mesh. He might have looked up to heroes at one point but to him its people like him and others who are willing to go further that really keep the criminals on edge.

Criminals are one of the few things that Girard detests and cleaning up the city one gang at a time is his way of dealing with it. He doesn't always expect much out of them but he fully expects them to try and surprise crime fighters so he values patience for keeping him out of trouble. For him there are no restrictions on what kind of activity to stop though some warrant less force than others which he is keenly aware of. Despite his approach to the bad element serious collateral damage is something he avoids whenever possible, no need to make it harder on the people and families who live in the city like him. He intends to protect and clean up the city to make it better for him, his family, and every good hearted person left in it.

Biography: Girard's parents met at a local diner in the city and had a few arguments before they really got talking but it was uphill from there and the two have been inseparable since. They managed to carve out a nice life by the time their first son was born and they were amazed when he was. While Girard wouldn't have fully developed powers until he was well into his teens they had an impact on his size from day one. He had a rather good life never much to complain about, his father also being quite a big guy and a short temper with troublemakers, warding off plenty of trouble with his siblings only making it better. If his parents weren't there he was looking after them and would continue to do so through his life seeing his family as the most important thing he had. His parents actually bought the diner and it did good for a while but continually less people came when some local gang members started targeting it driving people away as well as making life harder for the family. Girard now with some years under his belt found out most of them were around his age and being the guy he was intervened once roughing a couple of them up in the process to which they stopped coming for a bit but it wouldn't last.

The leader had taken particular offense to it, his cousin having taken a beating in the intervention, came back and put several shots through the diner's front hitting a couple patrons as well as his brother also grazing his sister who was nearby. It was one of the few moments Girard couldn't recall because he rushed out after them in a rage having no intention of them getting away. He probably should have know it would be a trap but there was little thought running through his mind when he walked into an opening in-between finding seven vengeful aggressors though only the leader had a gun. Girard admits he remembers very little of what happened but it ended very badly for the seven who tried with everything they had to bring him down only to find they couldn't because he was shrugging off pipes, chains, hell even the leader's pistol barely left a mark on him with repeated shots. After he reined himself in he got out of there to go and check on his family who were glad to see him alive after his pursuit. It was part of the reason he would later become Tank but for some years it calmed down.

His brother and sister recovered, his brother lost some range of motion in his left arm but he lived, but thing got back to being more normal if not more close between the family. It had occurred more than ever that Girard was something special and they told him that it was his choice how to handle his 'gift'. Of course he did his best to conceal if not so much hide it for a time not sure what to do but he would eventually seeing more and worse crimes as he got older. He couldn't let the horror that happened to his family just go on or show up else where especially not after one of his best friends nearly got mugged among other continued attempts on people he cared about or around him. Since then he has done his best to keep a good balance between being him and being Tank who is far less forgiving than him and has put more than a little fear into the cities criminal population. His efforts haven't been appreciated by all but even people who denounce the vigilantes have no bearing on him enough to make him stop. When he got the letter from Ditch he couldn't help but see the use in working together to take on someone possibly more powerful than all of them and he made his choice then.

Theme Song: Thinking on it.

Relationships: TBD.

Extra: We are not normal.