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she seems way too into wanting to take charge, let's just say that doing that with a team full of teenagers will cause trouble
Meh, teenagers are easy to manipulate, they're basically animals :P
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Meh, teenagers are easy to manipulate, they're basically animals :P
Basically, as I'd originally written him in a scenario that was altered right before I posted, Eric would've taken a level of leadership. He's very concerned with himself and others, but is realizing the value in relationships as his character has taken an alternate path in character development.
The fact that Rufus, Eric, and Isaac have been separated really plays well to the whole 'Divided we Fall' theme. Good going, Sam. For this reason, Eric will express, or at least feel, disappointment in Zane. No offense to anyone if my PC has beef with yours, this particularly goes out to those of you who don't know me. Don't take anything personal or make the mistake of taking me seriously.
Let's be honest, Pistolera has proven the best leader thus far, even if someone else proves themself later.
So what's up with Mal? Is he just going to be sidelined due to present circumstance. I'm considering swapping my F-Bomb app for a different concept altogether. I know I put her on cancel, but I have an idea I like better and I'm less overwhelmed.
Oh there are plans for Mal, devious excellent plans.
Shouldering his shield, Evan stood up fully intending on leaving his teammates behind, at least that was until Pistolera decided to show her cojones were bigger than everyone else's on the team. Unlike Thermo, Pistolera came up with a plan on the fly and implemented it immediately pulling Zane aside and having him produce a portal. Before he had a chance to object or even raise his shield, Pistolera had pulled Evan through the portal as he stumbled into the darkness of the safe house. Finding himself a seat on a munition crate, he looked around the dimly lit box eyeing the walls of guns for a fridge or a case of booze.
"Got any wine?" The demi-god asked almost slurring his words as he turned his head towards Simone. "Hell, I'd even settle for your mortal swill more commonly known as beer."
It was highly likely that Pistolera was going to say no. This was a safe house, not a getaway resort. There was no pool, no swim up bar and likely no masseurs in the back. What the team had done to San Francisco was unforgivable in the public eye, they had scorned the entire 'teen hero' population. Each and everyone of them would now be compared to the 'Killer Titans'. They truly were a group of outlaws as had been previously said by Thermo. Pistolera had the charge the team needed, she was a survivor and they needed that now, but Thermo was the one they needed in the public eye. Simone had demons, not saying that Thermo didn't but Simone's seemed closer to the surface.
Demons..
Perhaps it was the numerous bottles of wine that Evan had ingested or perhaps he had legitimately come up with an idea to redeem the team and clear their names. The people of San Francisco could be saved, if he sacrificed his divinity in exchange for the lives of those they killed. He would die a martyr but San Francsisco's population would be restored.
"I..." Evan croaked, breaking the awkward silence of the team. "I may have a bit of a solution to our problems." He added, pausing to see if anyone was listening to the drunk. "I think we can resurrect those who were killed during the zombie invasion, but we can't all go and those that do may not come back." He looked around at the gathered group. "Thermo and Pistolera, you two are too valuable to the team right now, so I just want to start off saying neither of you can come on this mission." Standing up, Evan straightened his disheveled clothes, cursing inwardly at his lack of a drink before continuing.
"We need to go to hell, or more specifically Tartarus. The realm of the dead, the problem is only four of us are going to fit on the ferryman's boat." Evan continued as he cleared his voice. "If I sacrifice my divinity, I believe it may count for the majority of the souls, and while I can't ask anyone else to give their lives, if anyone is willing I could use the bartering tools. Best case scenario, everyone else comes back, worst case scenario, the city comes back to life and we remain in the Asphodel Fields for the remainder of eternity." Staggering slightly, Evan returned to his seat as he looked towards the gathered group.
"So..." He asked as he looked around at the group one last time. "Any takers?"
"Got any wine?" The demi-god asked almost slurring his words as he turned his head towards Simone. "Hell, I'd even settle for your mortal swill more commonly known as beer."
It was highly likely that Pistolera was going to say no. This was a safe house, not a getaway resort. There was no pool, no swim up bar and likely no masseurs in the back. What the team had done to San Francisco was unforgivable in the public eye, they had scorned the entire 'teen hero' population. Each and everyone of them would now be compared to the 'Killer Titans'. They truly were a group of outlaws as had been previously said by Thermo. Pistolera had the charge the team needed, she was a survivor and they needed that now, but Thermo was the one they needed in the public eye. Simone had demons, not saying that Thermo didn't but Simone's seemed closer to the surface.
Demons..
Perhaps it was the numerous bottles of wine that Evan had ingested or perhaps he had legitimately come up with an idea to redeem the team and clear their names. The people of San Francisco could be saved, if he sacrificed his divinity in exchange for the lives of those they killed. He would die a martyr but San Francsisco's population would be restored.
"I..." Evan croaked, breaking the awkward silence of the team. "I may have a bit of a solution to our problems." He added, pausing to see if anyone was listening to the drunk. "I think we can resurrect those who were killed during the zombie invasion, but we can't all go and those that do may not come back." He looked around at the gathered group. "Thermo and Pistolera, you two are too valuable to the team right now, so I just want to start off saying neither of you can come on this mission." Standing up, Evan straightened his disheveled clothes, cursing inwardly at his lack of a drink before continuing.
"We need to go to hell, or more specifically Tartarus. The realm of the dead, the problem is only four of us are going to fit on the ferryman's boat." Evan continued as he cleared his voice. "If I sacrifice my divinity, I believe it may count for the majority of the souls, and while I can't ask anyone else to give their lives, if anyone is willing I could use the bartering tools. Best case scenario, everyone else comes back, worst case scenario, the city comes back to life and we remain in the Asphodel Fields for the remainder of eternity." Staggering slightly, Evan returned to his seat as he looked towards the gathered group.
"So..." He asked as he looked around at the group one last time. "Any takers?"
Nope. That'll be her team. She'll be leading a team of blackjack playing hookers.
It's getting nasty in here.
Wait, does that mean Thermo would lead a team of menopausal women?
If Pistolera led the team it'll be one with blackjack and hookers.
Wait, was this supposed to be a con?
She's a smoker, and it's a filthy habit.
This is true, everyone blacklist her for one bad habit.
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why?
What's not to like about her?
Booooo this RP needs a pessimistic leader for the new gritty age ahead.
Don't take this from them. They love JC.
It's kind of my business to take everything they love from them.
Max won't be following pistolera if she acts like an ambitious ass. JC is still leader in his eyes
JC isn't even the leader! lol
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