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Reluctantly retired roleplayer.

Except when I'm not.

Why are you here when you should be writing posts?

You can edit a bad draft, but you cannot edit a blank page.

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Unfortunately, I think I'm going have to drop out of this. Sorry, Wraith, but I don't really have the inspiration/motivation for this anymore.

Do whatever the hell you want with Tanya/Sugar! Give them the most humiliating deaths!
Well, I might come back. You never know.


Sorry to hear that, I'll likely just have them around campus if you do change your mind.
Aiden is pretty convincing. Watch all the heroes keep going like it's nothing though.


lol Either that or it enrages them.
Yeah I didn't realize how little had happened until I started writing that post lol.

Mariand'r Grayson


As the door exploded, Mari was blown from the sky. Debris and rubble rained from the sky, swatting Mari out of the air like an insect as she found herself falling inside the structure through what used to be the main floor. Her eyes glowed green as Mari fired star bolts out of her hands, breaking up the large pieces of the former roof falling towards her. Hitting the ground with a solid THUD, Mari felt the wind leave her chest as pieces of debris began to bury her.

"Mari?" S'tann's voice seemed so far away as Mari's eyes fluttered in and out of consciousness. "You still breathing?"

With a heavy grunt, Mari pushed through the rubble coming back up to stand on her own two feet before moaning in pain. "I didn't know you cared S'tann." She replied with a smirk. "I'm in the fuckin' belly of the facility, not quite sure how I ended up fuckin' down here though. I imagine I could go on from here though?" Mari said as she raised a hand and illuminated the space around her. Broken class canisters nearly seven feet tall lined either side of the room. As the dust settled, the smell of the room began to infiltrate her nostrils, the odours of formaldehyde and other medical fluids overwhelming her senses.

Limping along, Mari looked around her. Blood was splattered on the walls sending a shiver down Mari's spine as her stomach turned.

"What did they fuckin' use this place for?" She muttered as she continued to walk along the hallways.


Aiden Roth


"Someone is in the basement." Aiden stated as he stared at Julian's console. "Several others made it past the explosion, Julian do you have any other tricks here?" He asked looking towards the command console. Suddenly an alarm went off as the helicopter was destroyed prompting Aiden to furrow his brow with extreme frustration. "Who got the helicopter? That was our bonus marks." Smashing his fist down on the console, Aiden looked around as his eyes glowed red briefly before he forced back the beams of heat. Dragging on of the simulated hostages away from the others, Aiden stretched the man's arm out and placed it on the console. Activating a facility wide broadcast, Aiden and his hostage appeared on the screens as he looked towards the camera.

"This is your last warning. Back off now or the lives of these men and women are on your heads." With his final words, Aiden turned his head away from the camera as a brilliant vermillion beam ejected from his eyes, the man screaming in horrified pain as the command center was filled with the smell of burning flesh. Falling to the ground, the hostage whimpered like a kicked dog as he held his cauterized stump against his chest.

"Get out now." Aiden snarled before shutting off the broadcast.


METROPOLIS, DE
January 1st


Centennial Park was well beyond its maximum capacity as the crowd of thousands had gathered to honour the Man of Steel. Standing under a yellow umbrella, Iris West stood with her crew from Central City Picture News as they like many other networks lined the streets reporting on the funeral.

“It’s with great sorrow that we’re coming to you live from the funeral for America’s favourite son.” Iris said into the camera as she shielded herself from the freezing rain. “After a horrific battle with the alien creature dubbed ‘Doomsday’, Superman managed to defeat the monster at the very unfortunate cost of his life. Friends, family and loved ones have gathered here today to not only honour the Man of Steel’s memory but to also commemorate his life and everything he stood for.”

Sitting with the rest of the members of the Justice League was Barry Allen, or as the public knew him, the Flash. His head was hung low as he slowly shook it in disbelief, up until last week he had never seen Superman bleed. He was the cornerstone of the league, their rock and their hope. To the world, he was invincible, the unstoppable ‘Man of Steel’. When Barry had grown old enough to stop looking up to comic book characters he had found other heroes. While some had been in his life longer than others like his foster father Joe, it didn’t make the impact that Clark had brought to him any less. Wiping a tear away from his eye as Kara finished speaking, her words ringing true as Barry reflected on them. Clark’s spirit would leave on, he could tell that just by looking around at those gathered in honour of him. That said, Barry wasn’t entirely comfortable leaving Central City unguarded at the moment, there was no doubt in the back of his mind that evil was stirring.

“We’ve just heard from Supergirl herself.” Iris continued as she turned back to the camera. “It’s nice to see Central City’s Scarlet Speedster is here in honour of Superman in the company of the other members of the Justice League. It must mean a lot to Supergirl to see such friendly faces ready to support her as Superman’s burden is passed onto her shoulders.” Clearing her throat, Iris choked back her own tears as she forced a smile for the camera. “As you can see the weather here is drizzling rain, what’s the weather looking like back in Central City, Greg?”


CENTRAL CITY, MO


“…And you can expect it to keep warming up as a warm front moves in from the Gulf of Mexico. Now over to Linda as she takes us live to the newest additions to Central City’s Family. So tell us Linda, what’s going on over at the Zoo today?” Came Greg’s voice in Linda Lake’s earpiece as she turned to the camera.

“Well Greg, Central City Zoo is welcoming two very special additions today. Having just come from back from Africa, local philanthropist Simon Stagg has donated two gorillas he rescued from poachers during his latest excursion.” Turning to the aging man beside her, Linda continued as she introduced him. “Mr. Stagg, we’re happy you could join us here today, what can you tell us about these gorillas?”

“These two are Western Lowland Gorillas, the smaller gorilla is named Bright Eyes while the larger’s name is Solovar. I think they’ll be very happy here at the Central City Zoo.” Stagg said nervously into the microphone as Linda tilted it towards him. His hands shook slightly as his eyes rapidly scanned the gathered crowd. Taking the microphone back from the quivering man, Linda forced a large smile and turned back towards the camera.

“Well without further ado, let’s welcome Bright-Eyes and Solovar to Central City!” She yelled as the crowd exploded into applause.
Should have my post up tomorrow.
You guys may need to wait until tomorrow for that post, ended up doing all my Christmas shopping this morning and then needed to study for my final exam tomorrow. So by 10:30am EST tomorrow I'll be free for three weeks.
Eh, I'll just roll with it being public then.
If it was public, there would be no need for the Kents to be anonymous which is why I'm a little confused.
@HenryJonesJr Quick question, is the commemoration a public funeral or was it private? More to the point, would it be possible for Iris to be reporting on it?
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