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    1. myinneroblivion 6 yrs ago

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2 yrs ago
Current Heh... honestly didn't think I would ever be back on here... but here I am again. LoL. For those of you who spoke to me before, my life has gotten Soo much better.
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4 yrs ago
Sorry everyone. Work is killing me. I will reply as soon as I can
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4 yrs ago
Trying to come out of hiatus.... God this is hard. Really having trouble coming up with plots.
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5 yrs ago
I guess I'm getting off here now. It's been fun.
5 yrs ago
Ok.... hell week is over. I'm going to buckle down and get replies up. Sorry for the delays.
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Hey, I'm sorry we haven't replied in so long. Between the whole house passing around sickness like a hot potato, and responsiblities cropping up out of no where, we haven't been able to get on here, and have unfortunately been unable to get back into writing. 😔 I'm sorry, but shadow and I are going to have to back out.
I would say the patrol would just be a filler excuse to pass time, not necessarily something needing to be played out
Bob will nod, satisfied, and leans back against the wall, crossing his arms against his chest. "Yeah, that sounds good to me. How much time do we have before they get here? Should we go on patrol till then, or is it... like... today?" Bob was never good at schedules... or Waiting for that matter. His hyper personality was almost itching to do Anything other than sit around.
"Oh, Definitely in public, and maybe we should stay in costume. hmm, although, I mean... I guess maybe in private, so they don't try to make a scene... I don't know.. I would say public. Your parents aren't, like... secretly ninjas or something right?" He laughed, only half joking. "I mean, that would definitely make life interesting."
Bob will get up, leaning against Manny's desk close enough to show his friendship and support. "Look Manny, I'm pretty sure you're the most moral person in this little Trio. The plan was decent... but it's not you. And it's not us. Honestly, I'm just good at avoidance. If it were my parents coming, You would have to widen the range of our Coms, cause you wouldn't see me in person for a while." He laughed heartily, but there was an edge to it saying he was only half joking. "It's kinda up to her." He nods to Talia. "We can confront them, united as heroes, and refuse to let them take her, which would make them villains and kidnappers themselves, in my opinion.... or We just don't be here at their beck and call, and go on about our business... that's my avoidance plan, if it wasn't clear."
Bob turned to Talia, mouth open to say something potentially chastising, but closed it and turned to Manny, his mouth open to say something potentially chastising, then just shut his mouth and lowered his head. "Sorry Manny... I didn't mean to, like shoot down you plan like that, I get your trying to help, and I wouldn't be here if I didn't appreciate you... but trust me, I know what can happen when plans go bad." Flashes of his friends dying cause him to close his eyes tighter. "They shouldn't be impressed just because the heroics are personal. If they can't accept she's a hero, they won't accept it. And I know I'm saying 'a hero' a lot, but that's because whatever we do, that's what we need to be. Not staging kidnappings to make ourselves look like heros. If her parents can't accept it, she can stay with me. She's an adult, and is allowed to make her own decisions. They can't force her to go back with them. And I'll pop them in the nose if they try. My vote... Manny... get us some good gigs. Make us heros to everyone. Talia... if they cut you off, or try to tale you... stay with me."
Bob kicked back to watch the slide show and listen to the speech. He liked comics. And liked the superheros he had read about in the papers, but he had spent so much time in his parkour that he was no were near educated in the matter. He wished he had popcorn or something, and he was completely enraptured... until the end.

He was glad Talia had spoken, because he had to take a second to process this, but when she failed to express what he knew she had to be thinking, he instantly jumped in. His tone and manner was more like friends discussing the plot of a movie, rather than an Actual Kiddnapping.

"Dude! That was a twist. I was not expecting you to go there. You were talking about Phoenix, and I Totally thought you were going to try for a 'Fake your own death' skit..." He sat up some, looking a bit more serious. "This is Sooooo much worse... and I know, because disappeared from my own life, and even if I'm found out, I can play it off as a rich kids rebellion... but this? This???? No. Dude no. This reeks so badly of backfire I can smell it from the future. Call it off. I would rather beat up her parents myself then try to pull this off...."
Once Talia was settled in, Bob would get them off the building into his favorite run of town. Making sure he wasn't being watched, he would strip off his costume, leaving him just in cargo pants and a tank top. If Talia was going to be exposed as a prodigal child, she wouldn't do it alone. At least not today. Not for now. For the next couple hours, they weren't going to be the Performer and the Jersy Devil. They were just Bob and Talia, two spoiled rich kids rebelling against the world, and having fun doing it.

once all his things were put away in his backpack, he would take her hand, and head across the roof tops. This was a pretty easy course, even for a beginner of Parkour, and gradually led to a nice little section of town he figured would work great. First Haircuts, for both of them. Parkour was mostly a punk man's sport, so why not that. Then to clothes, something less conspicuous than the high-class finery Talia had come with. Plus some extra sashes and such to cover her face. While she was trying on clothes, Bob would buy pretzels and hot dogs and sodas for them to share, cheering her on when she picked something good. He didn't know if Talia enjoyed herself.... but this was the first time in a couple years Bob actually felt normal. Where Bob wasn't simply the alter ego of the Jersy Devil. For the first time, he remembered his real name. Jacob.

After being satisfied with the costume the best they could be, they would head back to the abandoned building to put away the extra clothes they bought, suit up, and head to Manny's
Bob would grin to Talia, "We traveled your way to get to your place. Now we do it my way to get to mine." He will pull one of the sashes off his own costume and tie it gently over her head and face as a mask to hide her identity, then motions up to the roof. Using the techniques they had been learning together, he would lead her to the bad parts of town along the rooftops until they got to the big abandoned building he called home. He chose this one, because only he could make that jump. With his boots on, and changing the music on his headphones to "A Whole new world", he scoops up Talia, did a short run and hard bounce to launch them across to the rooftop. He'd set her down and slid open the window to his isolated flat. With his scavenging he had managed to make it halfway decent with a large bed, partially broken dresser, coat rack, night stand with a stereo, and a small fold up table. The occasional sound of laughter or coughing echos up from below through the broken stairwell from the homeless. Bob will instantly go to a closet where he removes a hidden makeshift panel where he has his own private papers and stash of money. Offering it to her, he would go back to the window sill and perch to let her settle in. "Next step, Costume Shopping".
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