I'm still lurking. I think the issue I found with the last arc was that it was a little too fight-based, and my character's not really a combat style hero. He'd be better suited for investigation with small fight scenes here and there.
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9 yrs ago
Forum: Casual Roleplay
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Ka'van's dialogue roughly translates to "Look fuckers, I'm tired and I just want to go back home to my spooky old house."
Ka'van followed the group to the gym rather silently. As per usual, the chill of his presence was the only thing that proved he was really there at all. He was as silent as a ghost as he drifted along. Once they arrived, two of their colleagues made an unapproved rush towards the gym. Ka'van stayed back and watched silently as the scene played out. Jack revealed himself to be Slade, who Ka'van knew as a villain. He had thought the aura he'd gotten off that guy was a bit dark...
But, they all had the same goals here. Arguing with one another wasn't going to get them inside.
"Perhaps I could offer my assistance?" Ka'van said, stepping onto the ground and walking towards them. His steps were soft, almost inaudible. "I can phase myself and a number of people inside at once. Once inside, I can take out the lights and remain invisible to scout ahead."
But, they all had the same goals here. Arguing with one another wasn't going to get them inside.
"Perhaps I could offer my assistance?" Ka'van said, stepping onto the ground and walking towards them. His steps were soft, almost inaudible. "I can phase myself and a number of people inside at once. Once inside, I can take out the lights and remain invisible to scout ahead."
Wraith left the manufacturing plant and arranged to have the blood samples and such picked up at a specific drop off. He had just stored them away at said drop off when he caught Batwoman's message. He started to head to the meeting place they had discussed prior, and hoped that it hadn't changed.
When Wraith arrived on the rooftop, he saw Batwoman, a very large, disgustingly muscular human man, and Guardian just arriving. Ka'van lifted himself up to the roof and set his feet down silently. His black form was hard to pick out among the dark night sky, if not for the grey cape. His red eyes almost matched the hints of sunrise peaking out in the horizon.
"I'm afraid I haven't made much progress tonight," He admitted. He glanced at the mound of muscle, then back to Batwoman. "What have you found out?"
When Wraith arrived on the rooftop, he saw Batwoman, a very large, disgustingly muscular human man, and Guardian just arriving. Ka'van lifted himself up to the roof and set his feet down silently. His black form was hard to pick out among the dark night sky, if not for the grey cape. His red eyes almost matched the hints of sunrise peaking out in the horizon.
"I'm afraid I haven't made much progress tonight," He admitted. He glanced at the mound of muscle, then back to Batwoman. "What have you found out?"
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Father Walter slept in a bit late the next day. The events of the prior night had taken it out of him. By the time he got up, got dressed, and checked his e-mail, the meeting he was invited to was about to start. He read through the e-mail and replied that he would be more than happy to attend such an event. He quickly poured himself some coffee and grabbed a bagel for the road.
As the priest walked towards the large double doors that fronted the church, he passed by the thin, willowy shadow of his ward. Lucas watched him warily, not wanting to be left alone again. It seemed that, even in his own bedroom, he wasn't safe. Of course, Father Walter knew nothing of the visitor last night.
"I won't be gone long," The elder man promised. "Just...try to stay out of trouble. There's some new books in the library if you would like to read them."
Lucas shrunk back into the doorway he had emerged from. He peaked around the corner as Father Walter left, going out to his old sedan to head over to the Episcopalian church that was only a few blocks away. He drove up into the parking lot not too long later. He was dressed in a crisp white dress shirt and a black blazer, matched with dress pants. The collar around the neck of his shirt, black with a little white piece in the front, was the only indication of his occupation. He walked up to the church, pausing to admire the architecture. He'd honestly never been this up close to the place before; he'd never had a reason to be.
He walked up the steps to the large front door, still in good shape for a man his age. He paused at the door, not sure if he should knock or not. Probably not, they probably wouldn't hear him. He pushed the large wooden door open and stepped inside.
As the priest walked towards the large double doors that fronted the church, he passed by the thin, willowy shadow of his ward. Lucas watched him warily, not wanting to be left alone again. It seemed that, even in his own bedroom, he wasn't safe. Of course, Father Walter knew nothing of the visitor last night.
"I won't be gone long," The elder man promised. "Just...try to stay out of trouble. There's some new books in the library if you would like to read them."
Lucas shrunk back into the doorway he had emerged from. He peaked around the corner as Father Walter left, going out to his old sedan to head over to the Episcopalian church that was only a few blocks away. He drove up into the parking lot not too long later. He was dressed in a crisp white dress shirt and a black blazer, matched with dress pants. The collar around the neck of his shirt, black with a little white piece in the front, was the only indication of his occupation. He walked up to the church, pausing to admire the architecture. He'd honestly never been this up close to the place before; he'd never had a reason to be.
He walked up the steps to the large front door, still in good shape for a man his age. He paused at the door, not sure if he should knock or not. Probably not, they probably wouldn't hear him. He pushed the large wooden door open and stepped inside.
Idea maybe?
What if Wraith somehow gets Venom in his blood, and the aggression it naturally brings out causes his demon to overpower him. On one hand, he would completely destroy any and all Venom goons hanging around him, and on the other he would proceed to destroy everything else until he was stopped.
Thoughts? Would that be too distracting from the plot, or perhaps an interesting side adventure?
What if Wraith somehow gets Venom in his blood, and the aggression it naturally brings out causes his demon to overpower him. On one hand, he would completely destroy any and all Venom goons hanging around him, and on the other he would proceed to destroy everything else until he was stopped.
Thoughts? Would that be too distracting from the plot, or perhaps an interesting side adventure?
I may have actually bitten off more than I can chew by joining this. I don't have a lot of freetime during my work rotation that doesn't involve sleeping and I've barely kept up with the RPs I already had. I may have to drop this one before I really get involved :/
Ka'van touched down back onto solid ground. "Well, I'm glad you are having fun," He said. He pulled out his commlink to radio the others. "This is Wraith. Nuke and I have run across some interesting things at the Ryhmer manufacturing plant. We have collected some blood samples that may need examining. Can anyone meet me to pick them up?"
Once he had radio'd that out, he switched frequencies to contact the authorities. He let them knew about the pile of incapacitated men that they should come arrest, then stuck his radio away.
"Well, that's that," He said, "Why don't you continue the search, and I'll see if I can get Mr. Batman to look at these samples."
Once he had radio'd that out, he switched frequencies to contact the authorities. He let them knew about the pile of incapacitated men that they should come arrest, then stuck his radio away.
"Well, that's that," He said, "Why don't you continue the search, and I'll see if I can get Mr. Batman to look at these samples."
Wraith flew through the floor again, back to the lower level. The goons were quick to follow him down the stairs. He still had the one man trapped inside of his telekinetic grip. It seemed like phasing through solid objects didn't sit so well with the human.
"I have a sneaking suspicion that if we lock them in here, these walls won't hold them long," Wraith said upon his arrival. It was true, the rickety boards surrounding them hardly looked fit to stand up to a normal human. Let alone one of these guys. His glanced back at the man he had imprisoned, who had taken to struggling and shouting explicits at them.
"How far do you think I could throw this gentlemen before it fatally injured him," Ka'van asked, wanting to get rid of the goon without actually killing him. The aura the man gave off wasn't one of a totally evil being, and the Bat had been specific about not killing anyone other than Bane. Ka'van had tossed human criminals around before, but his interactions with Vemon pumped fiends was fairly limited. He didn't know the limits of their durability.
"I have a sneaking suspicion that if we lock them in here, these walls won't hold them long," Wraith said upon his arrival. It was true, the rickety boards surrounding them hardly looked fit to stand up to a normal human. Let alone one of these guys. His glanced back at the man he had imprisoned, who had taken to struggling and shouting explicits at them.
"How far do you think I could throw this gentlemen before it fatally injured him," Ka'van asked, wanting to get rid of the goon without actually killing him. The aura the man gave off wasn't one of a totally evil being, and the Bat had been specific about not killing anyone other than Bane. Ka'van had tossed human criminals around before, but his interactions with Vemon pumped fiends was fairly limited. He didn't know the limits of their durability.
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