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Heroes of Beacon - the Next Chapter

I know my entry is really short, but I feel it really hit home the point I was trying to make: That Robert's life may be filled with tragedy and misfortune, but he's always able to preserver through it all by focusing on those small, seemingly horrible moments that most would be saddened by and turn them into something to grow and learn from. Something to better himself from and improve as a person. And that's what makes him happy.

Heroes of Beacon - Contest of Champions

Semi-Charmed Life

Robert approached the three familiar figures that stood before him, the grass swaying back and forth as a gust of wind blew through the field. “Hey, guys. Sorry I haven’t visited in awhile, life’s been pretty hectic recently,” the boy told them with a smile. “I brought you each flowers, and I didn’t even have to steal them either. Bought them with my own money.” He placed a bouquet at each of their feet, gaining him a nod of appreciation from them all.

Turning to the only man of the trio, Robert looked directly into eyes. “So how does it feel having me be the exact same height as you?” he asked with a chuckle. “I did what you wanted though. Not-so-little Robert is attending Beacon. Not only that, but I even got assigned to be the leader. Got beat up by a giant bull Grimm to do it, but I think it was pretty darn worth it. Don’t you?” The man didn’t reply, but the young hunter knew he was proud of him.

Next, the boy looked to the woman, her sweet and sensitive smile instantly warning his heart. “I have good news for you as well. I, uh, I went on my first date… and had my first kiss,” Robert told her, his cheeks slightly more red than usual. “Her name is Priscilla and she’s super nice. I can’t wait to introduce you to her. I know you’ll love her.”

Finally, he turned to the young girl that stood at the end, kneeling down in front of her so they’d be at eye level. Her arms were tucked behind her back as she twisted side-to-side causing her sundress to twirl. “How old are you now, Scarlet? Twelve? Oh man, you’re getting so big. You’ll be as big as me one day,” Robert told her before placing a hand on her head to ruffle the girl’s red hair. Strangely, his hand touched a surface that felt more like smooth granite than the top of a young child’s head.

Tears began to well up in Robert’s eyes as he removed his hand from the top of his sister’s gravestone. Ten years had passed. Ten years since his family was taken away from him. But the boy wasn’t bitter about it. He missed them, he loved them, but he was still happy. He had a new family in the form of Priscilla, Greyson, and Daniel who he loved just as much as his real blood relatives and he had achieved his father’s dream to attend Beacon Academy. For once, things really seemed to be looking up for him, and Robert was glad he could share it with his father, mother, and sister even if they weren’t actually here.

“I’ll try to visit more often, guys. Especially now that I’m not having to spend every day of my life fighting to survive. But I have to go now. We’ve got our first mission together and I’m so excited. I don’t know what we’ll be fighting, but I’m sure we’ll helping tons of people by doing it. Goodbye.” And with that, the young hunter-in-training left the small plot where the Fallson family rested, dreaming of all the adventures he’d be able to tell them in the next few weeks.

”Life isn't a matter of milestones, but of moments.” - Rose Kennedy

Heroes of Beacon - the Next Chapter

@NarayanK You always have my approval to involve Gren in any sort of shenanigans short of stuff that requires him being smothered in mayonnaise and stuffed between pumpernickel bread. That's a no no.

@Lucius Cypher

That sounded oddly specific. Has Gren done that before?

Heroes of Beacon - the Next Chapter

<sub>@Kaithas@Krayzikk@Plank Sinatra@HereComesTheSnow@harinezumikouken@Guess Who@Lugubrious@Suku

Can I use Amy, Lauren, Ben, Lucas, Robert, Shiro, Cian, and Abel for a contest?</sub>

@NarayanK

I've said it before and I'll say it again, no one has to ask permission of me to use Robert in the contests. In my eyes, since they're non-cannon stories, it doesn't really matter what you do with the character as it won't have any affect on the real him. So go crazy: make him evil, kill him off, have him vote for Trump. Doesn't matter to me, just have fun.

The City of Masks (Watchmen-inspired RP)

A Collab Between Guess Who and FantasyChic

Victor couldn't help but smirk at her mocking his word fumble, admittedly finding it humorous as well. "It's nice to meet you then, Vixen," he replied. "And to answer your question, rescuing 'damsels in distress' is basically the only reason I'm here. I say basically because I try to save non-damsels as well. I'm not too selective honestly." It was then that he noticed the way she was looking at him, how her eyes seemed to be staring directly where his should be if not for the lenses on his mask. She was trying to evaluate him, figure him out, something Blue Eagle was all too familiar with during his day job in law enforcement. Sure, she was trying to hide it with her flirty expression, but he could tell, which only made him grin more. "What about you? Ever since the creation of the The Vigilance Accord it's been a bit dangerous to wear a mask, especially here in Ankora. What inspires you to go out on a cold night like this, dressed like that?"

This little back and forth of theirs was interesting, to say the least. It could go on all night, and she had a job to do. "Ah yes, the Vigilence. Quite a name. Doesn't interest me, but seems right up your alley." She twirled around a bit, "You like? I figure, use your assets to your advantage, would you expect anything of me other than some street walker?" She put her hands on her hips as she moved around, "As for why I am out and about, well I am not going around saving people. I have a job to do. I imagine a smart man like you could figure it out, I'm not exactly unknown in these parts. Surely you've heard of me." she said with pleading eyes, almost mocking.

The hero hadn't recognized her name when she had first said it, but when she mentioned her notoriety it confirmed his suspicions. It was far from what he had been hoping. "I do like the outfit, yes, but if you're the Vixen I've been reading about in the news... Well I'll admit that I'm less than ecstatic about your chosen profession. Thieving isn't exactly legal in these parts, even if it's from people who may deserve it."

Vixen made a pouty face, "Aww, I'm sorry. Does this mean you have to arrest me now?" she said, holding up her hands, "Gotta tell you though, handcuffs kind of turn me on." She gave a wicked smile before she stepped a few inches back. Can't be too careful with these goody-goody types. "What's the harm? I take from the rich and give to the poor, I'm a modern day Robin Hood! But, better looking, of course. And yeah, some of these....gains may come into my own pocket, but I did a job. I'm only doing what I'm paid to do."

"Well no, I can't exactly arrest you when my only evidence is your word. I'd need to either catch you in the act or find your... ill-gotten gains," Victor responded. "Besides, I used all of the handcuffs I brought with me on the goons behind me. So for now all I can give is a formal warning." Taking a couple steps closer, Blue Eagle leaned up against one of the nearby walls, attempting to stifle a chuckle from the thief's dirty joke.

"Ooooh a warning. I'm shaking in my boots." She stepped forward and got closer to the man in front of her, "A girl's gotta have some fun in this city. Besides, I don't always steal. I go out and save the streets from evil too. But no one broadcasts that. Nope, only when I steal things am I the topic of conversation." She gave a light shrug, "Ah well, what will be, will be. So, when not saving damsels and non-damsels fron certain doom, what else do you do?" She was close enough to him to touch him, a step she didn't take often with others, but she felt she could trust this man, at least for now. He wasn't her enemy. Yet.

"Talk to beautiful women in dark alleyways apparently. I understand what you mean by the media focusing more on the less-than-admirable activities you commit over the more heroic ones," he said referring to his day time occupation. Police are often criticized by the public whenever one makes a mistake and oftentimes all officers are thrown into the same stereotypical group. Contrary to popular belief, most cops actually join the force to do good. "It still doesn't make it right though. A crime's a crime."

"You sound like a politician, you know that?" she frowned and stood up, "Well I do have a job to do, so this is where I must bid you a goodnight. I am sure you'll hear from me again, real soon. We must get together, I bet we'd have a lot of fun!" with that, she leaned over and gave the Blue Eagle a peck on the lips before she stepped back, "Until then, handsome." Before the man could make a grab or whatever, she backflipped away and ran off down the nearest alleyway, where she made a beeline for the nearest shadow. "Tonight definitely wasn't boring", she thought to herself before she made her way to her target.

Despite Vixen's show of acrobatics, Victor might have still been able to catch her if not for the small kiss she left him with. With that simple peck though, his eyes widened in surprise and watched the agile woman make her escape. Why is it that I always seem to fall for the bad girls? With that the hero went back to his rooftop patrol of the city, though his night certainly never reached the kind of excitement he had just experienced.

The City of Masks (Watchmen-inspired RP)

@FantasyChic Good idea. I'll PM you a link to a collab site then (since, based on past experiences, posting it in the OOC usually makes it a target too big to pass up for trolls).

The City of Masks (Watchmen-inspired RP)

@FantasyChic Posted Vic's response.

The City of Masks (Watchmen-inspired RP)

As Victor was handcuffing the the five would-be rapists and leaving a note for the police, the sound of a woman's voice suddenly interrupted him. Turning around to face her, the first thing that stuck out to him was her choice of attire, or really lack-there-of, as she seemed to have more leather covering her arms and legs than her torso or chest, leaving very little to the imagination. If not for the mask, he might have mistaken her for having a very different occupation. I'd make a comment about it being a little early for Halloween, but that would probably be a little hypocritical.

The mysterious girl then walked closer, running her hand up and down the muscles of his arm and sending a chill up his spine. Something told him that this girl was trouble, but another part of him didn't seem to care. That corset was messing with his head more than he'd like to admit. Replying to her comment of the lack of appreciation of the woman he saved and how he handled himself in the fight, Blue Eagle replied, "I've dealt with worse. I'm just glad no one had a gun. Victim included."

When she took her hand away, a sudden feeling seemed to grow in his chest that he couldn't place. It was strange and unfamiliar, but neither bad nor good. Weird. Realizing that she was leaving now though and not wanting that to happen, Victor spoke up, "Wait, I didn't catch your name. Mine's V- Blue Eagle. What's yours?"

The City of Masks (Watchmen-inspired RP)

@Nevix If it helps, is there anything we have too much or too little of? I have a few ideas I want to narrow down a bit. :P

@KaiserElectric

Well I think I'm the only Lawful Good. Most people seem to be Chaotic Good or somewhere in the neutral.

The City of Masks (Watchmen-inspired RP)

@Guess Who Hope you don't mind me piggy backing off your post, but I thought it would be a nice introduction to Vixen, plus it'll give us some interaction. I think these two would have quite the interesting relationship

@FantasyChic

Nah, I don't mind. Reading it now and will probably have a reply by tonight.