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Hey guys, I'm still trying to beat this thing, but running out of sick days and having to struggle through work with this bug is no cakewalk. I did see that I have PM's, and I'll be answering them soon.
Hey guys, sorry for going MIA the last few days. I unfortunately fell victim to a nasty bug that was tearing through work and I've been bed ridden since Monday morning. I'm starting to feel a bit better, but I'm going to take today and try to rest up and get fully recovered. Ded and Hound are in charge until I get back (I'm hoping I'll be good by tonight or tomorrow).

I did see that I have a few PMs, and I'll get to those in a bit, but now I think I need to go lay back down.





As Icon once again flew above the city slowly in his search for the device it seemed relatively quiet. Perhaps he was drained from the encounter with the strange woman and whatever it was she had done to him, leaving him with vivid visions that kept hauntingly swimming up into his mind but none of that was enough to keep the man from searching for the device.

It was as he flew onwards that he would first realize that something else was also going on. Rather suddenly a brilliant green flash shot past him from behind, a flash that left a glowing trail of energy behind it. And then he saw it again, coming from the front as it streaked past in the other direction, a bit slower this time, likely being enough to show the hero that it was someone else in costume, a light green costume, though the details would still be obscured.

"Do you mind"

He would catch the words as the blur passed him a second time and then came back again.

"Speeding up or"

And again.

"Or landing. I don't go that speed"

And with the last of those words finished the blurry shape streaked over to one of the buildings and set down there.

[i]Now what?[i] Icon thought to himself as he followed the green streak to a nearby building. He was not in any mood for more distractions on this night, as the confrontation with the mysterious woman had delayed him in the search for the meta bomb. He struggled to shake the effects of whatever it was that the woman had done to him, as well as the nagging guilt he felt over the spilling of her blood. He hoped that she had simply wandered off after whatever it was that she had done to him.

However, the images that she had forced into his mind refused to go quietly. Men, women, and children were running for their lives. An enemy only to be seen through shadows…fire and death. Icon suppressed a shudder as he made his way to the rooftop that the green streak had landed on. As he approached, Icon saw the form of a woman who stood at the edge of the rooftop as she looked out over the city.

”You know, this really isn’t the night for a mysterious woman to try to get my attention.” Icon joked darkly as he touched down behind the woman.

"Then it is a good thing I am not mysterious." The woman said in answer to him, turning as she did so and the green aura that had surrounded her in flight and trailed behind her reappeared, lighting her up and revealing now that she wasn't speeding through the skies what she looked like.

A famous face bore a half laughing smile as Icon found himself face to face with a living legend. "And neither are you Icon. You've been doing great work and saved a lot of lives." Lady Liberty said before the smile faded away.

Icon was slightly taken aback when the woman introduced herself as Lady Liberty. From the time that he was a child he learned about her exploits during World War II alongside Captain Ironsides and the other “Mystery Men” of the time. How many of those exploits were true, and not just kids stories and propaganda, he didn’t know. But he was willing to bet that the majority of it was, in fact, the truth. The thing that struck him, was that she looked exactly as she had in the textbooks. She didn’t look to have aged a day. When she spoke to him, and commended him on what he has been trying to do, he felt somewhat humbled, as in this line of work you don’t always have praise heaped upon you, much less from a living legend.

“I do my best.” Icon told her. “I assume you’re looking for the meta bomb as well?

"Yes" Lady Liberty said quickly. "When a madman threatens the entire country once again I can not sit idly by, even if things have changed." The glowing green aura around her grew in strength as she turned, looking out over the city from the perch atop the building. "This world has seen enough monsters already." And the words were heavy as she spoke them.

"You are gathering others. We should unify, and form a search grid, sweep the city step by step. Coordination is key. Flying around won't do much good if their leader is intelligent. He would have hidden the device well. Think about it, one of the most common powers is flight and what is the first thing that we would use to try and locate it? Flight. We need a plan." The long string of comments was delivered rapid fire in a no nonsense and competent tone that spoke of practice and experience.

"I need you to show me where the others are so we can organize."

“I agree. We-” He stopped abruptly as he heard something that registered a sudden alarm. While he had been searching for the bomb, he had tuned his senses, his enhanced vision was sharper, even his sense of smell was more finely attuned, as was his enhanced hearing, which could pick up a pin dropping from across the city. What he heard though, was cause for concern in the form of a news broadcast coming from a nearby television.

“This just in. It appears”, the woman staggers as she reads aloud the teleprompter, “It appears that a tragedy has befallen us tonight. Reports have come in that green, transparent domes have suddenly formed around the cities of Philadelphia, Chicago, Atlanta, Dallas, Los Angeles, and Seattle”.

“Please remain calm and take shelter if you are in one of these cities or in an area nearby”.


Icon looked to Lady Liberty with a darkened expression bore across his face. Then his thoughts turned to his time in California before he returned to Lost Haven and took up the mantle of Icon. He thought about the friends he had made in and around the Los Angeles area, he thought of Amber, who had so recently moved across the country to Pacific Point, which is so close to LA, just to get away from this very sort of thing. However, he took a deep breath and silently swore that he and the others would fix this. Lady Liberty looked as if she were about to say something, but he spoke first.

“We’re too late. Devices have already gone off elsewhere across the country. The others are headquartered at Sherman Center, we should go. Now.” Icon said as he turned to lead the way.
working on a collab that will hopefully be up tonight
I'm waiting on Kali, who's been a little bogged down at work, but I have assurances that she'll be posting in the next day or so
So when I was in school, we had a campus PETA group and they were pretty much reviled all over campus. They would actually go into the dining room and yell and scream at people eating meat, they'd put TV's right outside the dining hall or one of the main lobbies and show videos of cows and turkeys and pigs...and chickens all being slaughtered.

My friends and I got into it with them quite a lot, and we ended up making a joke "club" and put posters up all over the place, mostly where they tended to congregate. The club was called SPAAT (Society for the Prevention and Awareness of Agricultural Torture). The posters consisted of a carrot in overalls with a single tear in it's eye, the the tag line "Sure, Tell HIM You're Going to Open a Juice Bar!"

It pissed off the PETA group, everyone on campus thought it was hilarious, including the President who made a mention of our "group" in one of his speeches.

However, ultimate victory didn't come until one balmy Thanksgiving "Break" (gotta love 4 day weekends).

Over that holiday weekend, members of the campus PETA group broke into a local turkey farm and released all the turkeys into the wild. Where they were quickly and unceremoniously eaten by coyotes. They were quickly caught by the esteemed local police department (think Mayberry PD...but with riot gear and bad attitudes) and charged.

Eventually they were convicted, and the students responsible (which was most of the leadership of the group, sans the actual organization president) were forced to pay for the turkeys (I don't remember the amount, but it was 5 figures in lost turkeys) and they were also expelled from the school, and the organization was permanently banned from campus.

A small aside, the president of the PETA group tried to get around the ban by starting her own co-ed frat, but she was denied by the Greek Society on campus, so PETA was never seen nor heard from again...and we all lived happily ever after, except for that bitch, who was miserable and ended her school career in relative solitude.
Oh I have some funny PETA stories...maybe when I get home from work
Just got my power back on about an hour ago. Now I have to get ready to get to work. I plan to be back online tonight.
Icon had a fight with an alien assassin at one point
Yes, that was a long time ago. On a site far, far away. Also, my apologies to Raptorman, we were in the middle of something when my power went out last night.
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