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Mission: On Cloud Nine Location: Castleburg Bullet N-Train




"I'm done, theres no helping this dude. I'm so dead. He's gonna kill me. He is going to kill me."

Dawnbreaker stood in the bathroom of the train, continuously splashing water on one part of his cape then rubbing it. Rinse and repeat. This had been his life for the past 10 minutes. Just earlier he had been on the train, travelling with everyone else. In his folly he had cracked open a cola for a train trip beverage. One thing lead to another and Lucas ended up slipping, spilling cola on his cool cape. This caused him to rush to the bathroom immediately to try and get it out. His first debut and he was going to have a cola stain on his cape, over his dead body. Starbright would kill him. It wasn't a huge stain or even a large one, but it was there and that is unacceptable.

It was now ten minutes into this cleaning endeavor with no success. It didn't really matter that a train bathroom was minimal on cleaning supplies. Because Lucas had never learnt how to treat it in the first place. They never taught him this at the academy. I mean cleaning a cape isn't supposed to be a heroes job, right? That's for like... other people. Luckily the pirates hadn't arrived yet, he still had time.

BOOM. Time was up.

"Ok don't panic, just go out there with a stained cape. 'Hey guys, its me the new top hero. Look upon my cape, a symbol of the new golden age. Oh yeah don't look at the stain.' This is going to be so embarrassing." Lucas face palmed letting his hand slowly drag downward. He turned the tap on, cupped the running water, and splashed it on his face. It was go time. Lucas shook his head side to side, shaking off the water while using his power to dry off.

"Showtime."



The sound of Chainsawyer's namesake weapon suddenly had another noise contesting with it. The sound of rushing air, the entire train car had become a wind tunnel. From the side the gust was originating, a figure was quickly closing the gap. Dawnbreaker looked more like a whirling storm of red on approach than any coherent form. This ended only a few metres from Chainsawyer in a final twirl that landed into a pose. Dawnbreaker stood with knees bent into almost a kneel, one hand keeping his glasses in place with a few fingers pressed on the center of them, and his other arm outstretched to his side with his cape flowing alongside behind it. This was a hero pose to the core and one would remark on the extreme coincidence of his cape flowing in the right place if they didn't know what sort of power he possessed.

As for the tornado Dawnbreaker rode in on. It had hit the floor of the train where he landed and bounced off like a rock skimming over water. That bounce landed square on Chainsawyer with full momentum. A normal man would have been launched by that force, but Dawnbreaker didn't assume this super villain was a normal man. Still there were more important things than a villain being staggered. It was a matter so important Dawnbreaker had no time to processes the carnage around him either. It was the hero monologue.

"Villans better watch out because a new day is rising! With that rising dawn comes justice and truth! I am the one who brings in that new day, Dawnbreaker has arrived!" As he spoke, the wind around him began to spin up again. It kept increasing in speed to the point that his final words were barely audible. Not that he would have noticed.





















Hey any chance I can join the Discord while I wait on a spot? I just like chatting along with the story.

Also I have a concept for Starbright as a background NPC character sort of thing. It won't take up narrative room but more just what hes up to now, if you all want that.
@canaryrose @Rabidporcupine

The later plan was for him to go like a 90s singer, go a bit crazy then fall off the map. But I'm not opposed to the character having some presence
Cool cool I'll wait on a spot. Unfortunately, I probably won't go with a Starbright clone. Though the legacy characters are cool to see.
Hey, whole team is back. Mind if I read along in my off time?

Also I could probably manage a character if space opens up.





David could feel his confidence and ego returning as he barraged the vampire with successful blow after successful blow. He had tried to stay away from fighting while he was in America. But being able to bring it back was refreshing. He felt great.

In a blur that all changed. The vampire had recoiled back then reengaged. David was only just able to block the blow to his face. But the sheer pain running through his arms had been a metaphorical gut punch. Then a literal gut punch had come in to take the air out of his lungs. His vision began to blur and his mind was only just able to catch up. "Oh fuuuu..."

Had it really been that easy? Could he really do nothing to prevent what was going to happen to him? He was helpless and he knew it. All he could do it watch as the vampire went for his neck.









One, two, three, there was no point in counting anymore. Rowan had mustered herself to give a plan and had little left to argue as she saw people leave. Had it really been so silly to suggest that the group stay tight for the night?

Rowan watch Kate get up to leave, but this time she had been able to respond. Lightly pulling on Kate's arm, Rowan addressed her quietly. "If it is safe for you all to go out there. You shouldn't have any problem bringing this back intact." Rowan slipped Kate one of the vials of Bottled Sunlight, only leaving herself with two. Then she watched the group leave with a heavy heart. Knowing that if they did not come back tonight, she would not be looking for them until morning.

"Well onto work then" Rowan muttered to herself as she brought out the components to the ritual. Picking up the chalk, she begun with the largest circle which was roughly 6 foot in diameter. "While I could use a hand with the ritual, I think we could use another check around the hotel for danger. Maybe ask the man in the lobby about any recent disappearances?"





It was a travesty, an absolute travesty. How could he, Starbright, be doing poorly at volleyball. Why, he was a verified expert at volleyball. He had seen that scene in top gun and... Well that was about it, but he should still be pretty good right. To make things worse, his usual approach of 'just look good anyway' couldn't really be done. Volleyball required too much movement to pose efficiently. But what was he saying? Of course he looked good, Starbright just hoped to have himself look good while winning. This was not looking to be realistic.

But then a ball Starbright was totally about to catch was snapped up by some amateur who wasn't in the game. Talk about not knowing the rules. He was large and intimidating sure, but attributes like those barely phase Starbright. He pulled his sunglasses down his nose just enough to where his eyes were above the lenses.

"I believe you aren't supposed to let this hit the ground. I'll give you a pass, though. Sorry for interrupting your game. My name is Yousef."

Something about this man rubbed Starbright the wrong way. He couldn't quite place it but he didn't like this guy at all. It was a similar feeling to being around... Joseph. Speak of the devil, Starbright shifted his gaze between both Joseph and Yousef. Was it their powers? Even if it were, Starbright wouldn't know. Was it their looks? Hell no. It was actually something more simple. The two were far too arrogant for Starbright's liking.

"You interrupted our game."



"I'm also happy to be in the presence of such hero legends. Starbright! We've heard of you around the globe now."


Of all the things he could have said. This man had the gall to lie about being a fan so blatantly and plainly to his face.

"That's cool. By the way, I like your tattoos. Temporary tats from Walmart I presume? Very in fasion." Starbright gave out a very hoity toity laugh at that.

Starbright eventually watched the man move on and it was about time too. Still, Starbright took the opportunity to hang up the volleyball and call it a draw before he could be embarrassed further.

"Also, if anyone asks, my name is Alex, and I'm new to HERO. None of you have seen my powers yet. No matter what, I'm not a magus, ok?"

"Well I don't remember your real name anyway so your secret if in safe hands. As for magus and whatever, you can play that silly Goblins of Dungeons when you aren't on vacation."

Starbright took a pause at the end of that. He was supposed to have a relaxing time at this vacation. He was supposed to make some friends. Not get set off by some idiot interrupting a volleyball game.

"Starbright, you've probably been to places like this before, right? What's the best stuff to do while on vacation?"

That was the perfect save from an awkward silence. However, it thrust him into a new one. While Starbright had been to places like this, it was often on tour and he would be working the whole time. This being Starbright's first actual vacation, he was lost for words.

"Yes of course I know where to go Chad. Well its, uh, pretty simple... Its just a matter of picking whats first. Lets think uh..."

“If we don't wanna play anymore we could… go to the bar! Ooh, piña coladas are so good. We can get the drinks with the little umbrellas and everything!”

"Yes, what she said. Lets go to... the bar?"

Wait what did he just say?




@Duoya@canaryrose@Rabidporcupine







The past few days had past pretty slowly for Ollie. After the training mission he needed some time for himself to process what had happened. This meant a lot of solo training and sticking to himself when working on tech. One of the few people he really talked to was Bug, but it wasn't normal conversation. He had made every effort he could to get the surveillance before she had the chance to share it around. These were futile attempts, by Sunday afternoon he had stopped trying.

Come Monday after school, Ollie was in the Operations Center. He was seemingly back to his normal self again. Well, more or less, he still had a similar awkwardness around Binx. But it was a significant improvement from Saturday.

Ollie stood and listened to the mission briefing. While pretty standard affair, it was exciting to have a mission that required a degree of subtlety. Though if all the agents were attending, he doubted it would last for too long. He had meant to have used the time after training to help his teamwork with Binx. But of course other circumstances got in the way. He could only hope this would be different from Timbuktu, because ultimately he had done nothing to make sure it changed.

On to Professor MacMahon or the grandpa Ollie never had. To put it simply, Ollie loved the passion the man brought to his job. The two shared the same interest in technology and gadgets. Ollie enjoyed coming down here every time. The mesh suits were a good addition, it would keep his still developing medic skills to a minimum use. It was something to be appreciated. But Ollie was here for the wacky inventions, and MacMahon did not disappoint. Exploding cards were a cool idea, and he liked the relevant theming too. It was unfortunate that explosives weren't his style. But he knew who would be all over those.

Packing a bag with gadgets, Ollie brought 10 EMP grenades, 5 burrowcams, 2 comms jammers, his medic kit, and his set of tracker mites. There was a prioritization of information gadgets as opposed to disruption gadgets due to the mission. In terms of firearms, Ollie took a Remington M870 shotgun for if things went south and a silenced SIG Sauer M17 for stealth take downs. But ideally he wouldn't need to use neither.

Stepping into the stalls, Ollie took a bit longer than Ben. He had come out in a blue suit with no tie and the coat unbuttoned. The reason for taking a bit longer was evident in his hair, which had been slicked back to the point where not a curl was visible. "I first thought of it back in training when I was covered in paint, but blue is a good color on me... Yes I did this to my hair. There is absolutely nothing 'high roller' about having curly hair." Ollie made use of a comb to make sure it stayed in place. He was now Oliver Harrington, son of wealthy investor Walter Harrington. Disguises are fun.

Ollie did not pet the two foxes, he could already see they had a lot of attention and he couldn't really be bothered waiting to give them affection. He would save it for when he gets back.




The portal was a fun time, stepping in was a feeling like no other. Realistically, only few had used it and even fewer fully understood what the experience was. That made it fun. It was as if every time he stepped into it, he was stepping into the unknown. But just as it starts it is already over and Ollie was stood in the middle of a very nice hotel room. It must have been expensive, but that made the amount of beds irk Ollie even more.

"Before we all leave and do our own things for a bit, there are two things I would like us to consider. First, we did not enter this place through the front door and reception. This means if we are even slightly suspected, a review of surveillance or even the word of a receptionist will give us away. Therefore, we need to spend a good amount of time in the casino itself to show we are regular party goers here and make our faces known as such."

"Second, there are only four beds per room and there is ten of us. The hotel have records of this and no high rollers would sleep on the couch. Therefore, I believe it is a good idea for two pairs of us to look like couples when on the casino floor."
That comment was made with logical thought in mind, still he made sure not to look at Binx during that. If he had blushed even slightly it would have been a bad look and given off the wrong impression. "None the less, thank you Ben for offering to sleep on the couch. That's all I have to say."

Having finished the small speech, Ollie fished around in his bag and pulled out the tracker mite system. He gave the tracker gun to Ben. "You can use the gun or just place the trackers by hand. But can you try to chuck a few on the security so we can examine their guard route?" He then passed a small USB bit to Bug. "This should upload the data from the tracker mites. I think you can probably make the best use out of it."

"As for me, I'm going to unpack my bags. Then I'm going to the casino floor. I learnt card counting back in Maine, so I am excited to hit the blackjack."

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