Gentlemanvaultboy

One-Piece: A New Legend [Help Me Not Make This Dead]

Bristlebane resisted the urge to do something stupid at that moment and instead watched the fight that was about to explode. However for some reason his eyes alight on a strange man who appeared to be cooking in the middle of the fight, how fun. So Bristlebane swapped with the convulsing body on the floor and raised his hand eagerly, "Ohhhh me I want food!" he said excitedly. He loved trying new foods.

@Eklispe

"Ehhhh? Really!?" Remy says excitedly, the natural flattery of someone actually wanting to try what he'd cooked clawing its way up through a mire of doubt, despair, and resignation to the forces that conspired against him. He knew this was going to end in tears, somewhere far away his common sense was screaming that, but he couldn't hear it as he looked around for a place to set his makeshift wok. With no ready options presenting themselves he just laid it on the back of his first unfortunate customer, the heat not being enough to rouse him from his taste induced coma, before reaching down and pulling the horned helmet off the mans head. If given the chance he would prefer to use a real bowl, a clean bowl, but he was in the middle of a battlefield and had to make do with what he had, and all he could manages was a quick wipe round the inside.

He heard a loud crash but paid that no heed as he scooped some of his fowl concoction into the helmet using his knife. He was worried that it wasn't sanitary, sure, but it wasn't like anything could make this taste any worse. He waved to the guy who'd requested some, pointed to the bowl, took a moment to judge distance and feel the wind, and gave it a spinning toss. If nothing interrupted it, it should spin to a stop right in front of his face and hang there long enough for him to catch it. It felt good to prepare something for someone, and he turned around so he wouldn't be absolutely destroyed when the poor guy keeled over.

Speaking of absolutely destroyed...

"The Platform!" He called out. He hadn't realized he'd gotten so close to Logue towns most famous landmark, but he could clearly see the burning pile of wood and steel. "What!? Who did this!? Ohhhh, Mr. Gordon named his restaurant after that platform. What are the tourists going to come see now?"

One-Piece: A New Legend [Help Me Not Make This Dead]

Like I've said before, I wouln't have a problem with it if we were starting in the new world. But we're in East Blue.

One-Piece: A New Legend [Help Me Not Make This Dead]

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So because other Zoan, mostly non-mythical, don't do it and a mythical, which I am, only does it then I shouldn't? Yeah..that makes sense. I'm lying. It doesn't. Once again just because Rob or someone else doesn't do it then I shouldn't. The absence of evidence is not the evidence of absence.

@Kal-El

A prevailing trend across the Zoan type is evidenced. Marco knows how to do it, but Marco is a member of one of the most powerful new world crews. Which is more likely: that Marco is just powerful, with years of experience fighting in the new world under the second greatest pirate to ever live, or that the established Rules of the fruit tupe just don't apply to mythics?

One-Piece: A New Legend [Help Me Not Make This Dead]

@Kal-El

Except it must not be or else every Zoan user would be doing it. So far the only person we ever see do it is Marco the Pheonix, who is Marco the Pheonix.

One-Piece: A New Legend [Help Me Not Make This Dead]

I have a problem with Zoans being able to change only parts of themselvs, because not even scary as hell government super assassin Rob Lucci was able to do that.

The Gifted: A Fast Paced Superpower RP (Relaunch)

I kind of want things to go completely pear shaped, to the point where the reformists get Ruby and Alto ends up with the baby.

The Gifted: A Fast Paced Superpower RP (Relaunch)

"Yes," Cedric replied to The Owlman's question, "the Underground Movement's Headquarters is under New Sun Corporation's Skyscraper; I'm gathering evidence right now to justify an 'operation' on the premises, although I'm willing to try diplomacy first. As for the surrogate, we don't know her identity, but a woman named Cindy Wade has gone missing, a Metahuman who's a minor member of the Underground Movement, having joined due to, well, being thrown out of her teaching job after it was discovered that she had the power to 'flash-teach' someone by touch. And no, we were not keeping tabs on her; this evidence was discovered by police investigating her sudden disapperance; even then, it was a lucky find."

"Any more questions? I kinda have some people to talk to."

@Gentlemanvaultboy

@Letter Bee

The Owlman stops and thinks for a moment before reaching out and again typing.

"we'll be briefed on combat stregth and details of the plan before we hit them then." The electronic voice asked. He hoped they had the whole story in two weeks time, he was curious why a major corporation would be harboring metahuman-supremists. He hoped they had just been bought, he didn't want to think that they were owned.

The Gifted: A Fast Paced Superpower RP (Relaunch)

@Gentlemanvaultboy

At what degree do you say Owlman knows the other members of the team? AKA My character, Patriarch's character, RoflsMazoy's cahracter, and the like?

Also how many people are on that team? I can't remember everyone.

@Archmage MC

Probably not very well. He likes to be seen socializing, but it's pretty hard for him to actually socialize in his state. He's probably talked with Light a bit on account of them both being freaks who can't turn it off, but other than that he probably keeps to himself, does the job, and pursues his agenda. Really, it depends on whether anyone regularly goes out of their way to talk to him.

Also, I'm not so sure about senior membership. He's really only been at this for a year.

The Gifted: A Fast Paced Superpower RP (Relaunch)

The Owlman turned slowly to the boy who had walked up, while the guy at the desk just smiled. "Well speak of the devil and he appears. You been getting settled in ok?" He asked. The Owlman, meanwhile, had started reaching into his jacket pocket only for the reseptionist to put a mand on his arm. "You try talking to him and you'll be here all day. You're already late, ya know? Cedric wants you up there now."

The Owlman puts both hands on his desk and just stares at the man, then looks at Ann. "Dude she'll be fine without you for the duration of a meeting." The man says as the Owlman turns back to him. No words seem to be exchanged, but then the man says, "You're being unreasonable. Look I just....would you just.... gah!" He turns to Ann and says, sweet as he can, "Hi, I'm Max," before turning back to him. "There, now she knows me too. Oh, okay, you know what? I helped you skip once and you know who caught shit for that? Hint: it was't you. So you go up now or I'm gonna tell them how we met. You think I won't? All right, it was dark, snowy, and both of us were naked..."

Whatever half of that argument The Owlman had been making, this threat caused him to relent. He held his hands up, palms out, in supplication before slowly patting Ann twice on the arm before turning to make his way toward the elevators. As he passed the new kid, Jackson he'd said his name was, he did not waste a perfect opportunity to tip his hat. Max sighed as he watched him go. "I love that guy, but god can he be so stubborn. Soooo, he said your name was Casper and he thinks you might need something to eat and a roof over your head."

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So that was what had happened to Velocity. Honestly, most of the stuff about assassination and pretext had gone over his head. He disagreed with the assassination, but that was mostly the gut reaction that assassinations weren't something that superheros were supposed to be involved with. It just didn't sit right with him, and honestly the moment he was asked to carry out some government wet work was the moment he went back to the woods. He would much rather Syria understood that whoever killed a superhero deserved a good beating and allow investigation without politics getting involved.

The Underground though, that interested him. He'd spoken to a few self proclaimed undergrounders through email, and to a man he hadn't liked any of them. They had nothing but high praise for what he was doing to raise acceptance for monsterouse meta, but they typically had completely misunderstood that he was doing it so they could live normal human lives. Because they were human, human as anyone who was born with a club foot or an extra arm. Undergrounders had bought into this idea that they were something other than human, and that scared him because he saw some of that even in the council.

He reached out to his special keyboard, hooked up to a voice synthesizer, and as he slowly typed and electronic voice sounded in the room.

"does this mean we know where the undergrounds base of operations is located. who is this surroget. more details."

The Gifted: A Fast Paced Superpower RP (Relaunch)

Stuck marching to the college drum, folks! I'll post whenever I am able but feel free to kind of set aside Ann. Especially you, @Gentlemanvaultboy as I am holding up your only character.

@Pirouette

Well, so long as you're okay with it.