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-Superhero RP- Act 1: The Rise of Omega.

Was she? My bad, the bit about leading a gang made me think she was a vigilante or something. Okay, that should be fine then, them meeting up.

-Superhero RP- Act 1: The Rise of Omega.

Sorry bout being so hard to find, every time I logged on the chat was empty, so I left.

Probably best if Retsu dropped her off at the police station while she was unconscious, I'm pretty sure the law views Retsu the same way it does Erebus, so Lumi might not want to know who she was saved by yet. Besides that opens up a character development path later down the line.

-Superhero RP- Act 1: The Rise of Omega.

Guys, doesn't anyone know CPR, I think the thread is dying :/

Paint

Sorry I've been gone for awhile, been a busy week. I'll try and get my first post up today.

-Superhero RP- Act 1: The Rise of Omega.

For a second I thought the watermark on Father's robes were a design on them, looked pretty silly.

-Superhero RP- Act 1: The Rise of Omega.

Hey Ryonara, Apzac and I kinda finished the encounter, but left it a bit open so you can decide who Edge will interact with. Lumi is out cold in the alley if you want to help her or you could give chase and try to capture Erebus.

-Superhero RP- Act 1: The Rise of Omega.

(and Erebus, or whatever)

“Baseball bat bit of an odd weapon for a super cop isn't it?” The stranger asked, his electric voice coming across as unconcerned and prepared. He seemed ready for a fight, and as if to prove it, he took the moment to reach behind his back and pull out a baton. With one quick jerk the baton extended, coming to nearly a yard in length. “That chief of yours not trust you supers enough for the real weapons, not deep enough in her pocket to ensure you'll behave?” Damn, was this guy really just some random street urchin? Emily needed to catch a super human robber, not deal with biker gang members and their weird weapon preferences.

"You supers?" Emily responded with emphasis. "So I guess that means you're just a regular guy? A regular back alley creep making imposing gestures at a girl in a dark alley? Dang, here I thought this would be interesting." She punctuated this with an exaggerated pout.

While the light show carried on its conversation, the real Emily took up a position behind the strange man, her taser aimed and readied, just waiting for him to make a move.

"Regular?" Erebus raised a hand to his chest as if hurt "My dear I am many things, a cheat, a thief, a scoundrel, a liar, a generally not very good person." Without warning Erebus lunged forward, baton raised ready to strike only to vanish mid stride.
Reappearing directly behind her whispered, amplified to a digital hiss by his helmet
" But I am anything but normal"

"Gah!" Emily gasped in surprise, the noise slipping through her illusion. She suspected her foe was a super human, she had suspicion he was a teleporter, but actually seeing it happen before her still came as a shock. The taser fumbled from her hands. 'Shit!' she thought to herself, knowing she would need to buy a few moments to grab her weapon and recompose herself.

"Nice trick," Emily's projection quipped back. The projection turned to light and snaked downward, becoming a shimmering stream and weaving its way under the criminal and between his legs. It reformed behind her enemy, mimicking the move he had just used against her. Emily was under stress, no time for creativity, besides who would question her act of plagiarism, as blatant as it was. Fully formed, the aberration whispered, "though I think it looks better on me." Her light clone grinned.

"You'll find no argument on the matter" Erebus retorted turning to face Lumineer's reformed shape. He'd known from her reputation that she was a light manipulator but he was just beginning to grasp the problems that might cause him, the snake light she'd turned into had been bright enough destroy the shadows in his immediatley area. His usual tactics might not be quite as effective around this one.

"But I promise it's not my only trick" Erebus said as thick fog like substance constructed of pure darkness begin to emit from the, thankfully plentiful, shadows of the alley. Once he was sure that enough darkness had coated the area to obscure his opponent's vision he threw a second construct, a wave of semi solid darkness about two feet tall behind him to what he perceived to be the source of the noise he'd heard a few seconds earlier. He wasn't willing to take his eyes off Lumineer to check himself but it never hurt to be too careful.

The shockwave met its target, smacking into her and knocking her back onto her ass. 'What the hell?' Emily thought as the shock and pain began to clear and she realized what just happened. This wasn't supposed to happen, Lumineer was the target, not Emily. She did the fighting and her lightshows took the hits, that's how things worked. The waves of confusion and anger clouded her mind, she almost didn't realize her initial illusion had dropped. Lumineer was gone, and Emily was center stage, lying weakly on the ground. 'No no no!' She was panicked now. Without concern of the noise it would make, she dove for the taser, which still lay on the ground, readied for its signal.

Lumineer's outburst and and the sound of her hitting the ground caught Erebus' attention as the illusion he'd been facing down popped out of existence. He wheeled on the spot, his enhanced vision piercing through the miasma of shadow that filled the alley.He couldn't help but laugh as he saw Lumineer sprawled on the ground. With a quick beckoning gesture of his index and middle finger a miniature version of the wave that had knocked into Lumineer shot out in front of her colliding with the taser and sending it skittering across the ground in Erebus' direction. He stepped forward to stop it with his foot and bent down slightly to address Lumineer as she lay sprawled on the ground.

"This interesting enough for you yet" he taunted

"Hey screw you dude." Emily had enough of the games and illusions, she was pissed and didn't care if the stranger knew. She got to her feet and took out her knives, this guy was dangerous and this was life or death as far as she knew, lethal force just got put on the table. She made herself invisible again, foregoing an illusion in her place this time. "So you manipulate shadows, is that it?" She amplified her voice, tossing it from every corner of the alleyway. "Well then Mr. Whoever You Are, why don't you tell me what happens to shadows in the light." She created several bright beacons in the murky depths of the shadow storm the man had molded, illuminating the darkness.

Erebus tensed as his fog dissolved around him. Stupid he thought to himself, he should have gotten out when he had the chance but he had to stay to play his little games. Still, he didn't think her constructs had any offensive power on their own and the alley didn't leave much room for maneuvering so at least he had an idea of her angle of approach. He bent down to pick up the taser, and began to back down the alley. As he did he swept his baton infront of him, hoping its' reach would give him an early warning of her presence.

"Why don't you go back to baseball bats my dear" Erebus said, forcing himself to keep his usual nonchalant tone "So much better for games don't you think? Knives and these" he gave the taser a light shake to indicate it "are only going to get someone hurt."

Emily grinned at his retreat, but she wasn't about to let him get away. Kicking off, she booked it after her mark, the criminal slowing down a bit to grab her taser and gloat. "Call me 'Dear' one more time and I'll show you just how much more uncomfortable the bat can be." Her voice was still reverberating throughout the alley, keeping the two of them centered as the noises followed. She was careful to keep her light focused around the man as well, it seemingly nullifying his shadow powers. Emily needed to stop him though, which would be difficult with him swinging his baton around like a blind man in a piñata factory, she needed to stun him. Hiding her eyes in her sleeves she paused her chase for a second then casts a blindingly flare in front of the runaway, about at eye-level and not more than a few feet ahead of him. 'That ought to slow him down' she thought smugly.

Erebus grunted as the blast of light caught him full force in the face. His visor thankfully took enough of the brunt that he didn't think there would be any permanent damage, but his overly high sensitivity to light did mean that it had been enough to effectively blind him for the time being, and his shadow sense wasn't adding much in the illuminated alley except helping him make out the sides by the shadows in the buildings on either side. If he could get her to drop the lights for even a second, or just a few of them, he could get an opening and escape.
Raising an arm to shield his eyes against further light bursts Erebus leveled the taser and fired in what he assumed to be Lumineer's general position.

The shot connected, Emily realizing what was about to happen a moment before impact. "You son of a biZzzaAAaaacccttttttttttt-" Her power didn't cut off right away and her pained yelp echoed up and down the alleyway. Emily fell to the ground, her illusions melted away as her faced met concrete. The taser was still sending volts and pain was hitting her in spasming waves. Struggling, she looked up to see her target, but was met with an empty alley. The world dissolved into static as Emily resigned from consciousness. Today was a long day.

-Superhero RP- Act 1: The Rise of Omega.

"Oh I thought I recognized you, you're one of those new superheroes aren't you" 'Oh great, so THAT'S what I'm becoming known for.' Emily thought to herself while grimacing, the man's clearly feigned enthusiasm mixing with the vocal distortion in a creepy cocktail. "I have to tell you I feel so much safer already knowing that you're around. Now uh, about the helmet," Finally, all small talk was rubbing Emily the wrong way. She just wanted to know if this guy wanted to do this the easy way or- "I must admit I really would rather leave it on you see I was in an accident some while ago and-" the hard way.

The man fell into hysterics. 'Great,' Emily thought, 'I'm dealing with a loon.'

"Sorry about that, but I never was a very good liar. The helmet is staying on, it would give away the game if I took it off now." He stepped toward her as his postured straightened. The masked man struck out intimidatingly against the backdrop of the abandoned alley.

Emily stood tall as well, figuring she would be smart to embrace her reputation as a hero. "So you know of me then? Guess that makes sense, my dazzling light reaches to all corners of this city. I am Lumineer, the Performing Star," A dazzling light was cast from behind, illuminating her form. "and by the power this city has trusted in me I demand you stand down and remove that helmet at once." She struck a heroic pose, finger extended toward the man as her left hand came out from concealment to show the baseball bat she brandished. It gave a mighty TING as it came into contact with the hard pavement. "Sorry Buck-O, but this "game" of yours just got cancelled."

Or at least, that's what it looked like to any observers. In reality Emily had gone to work crafting her illusions the second the man approached her. When he took his step forward she fell a step back, quickly stuffing away her wallet and taking a defensive position, both hands on her taser now clearly out in the open. She left an image of her body where she was while she manipulated the light to make herself functionally invisible. As she spoke, she threw her voice, causing it to come out of the illusion she left behind, as as she moved she silenced every sound that her physical form made. 'I need to keep him busy,' Emily thought to herself as she snuck around her foe. 'a monologue should do the trick.' Emily was never much of a hero, but she was a performer, she knew how to really ham it up, and she knew how to sell it. "Welcome to Lumineer's Theatre." She whispered silently.

Paint

Name: Thomas Marshal
Age: 26
Occupation: Sprayer

Appearance:

Thomas

Gear:
Spray paint bottles, a smartphone with the gps tag removed, and a baseball bat.

Personality:
Fancying himself a hero, he sees the surveillance state his city is in as a crime against it's populous, one he will rectify. He is hammy, silly and extremely energetic, the first to complain if cooped up for an extended period. He likes learning new tricks, anything that will make him better at his craft or a better savior to the city. His ego is rather inflater, larger than life some might say, but he's a sweetheart at the end of the day.

Background:
Growing up in the middle class gets boring fast. Thomas loved his family dearly and never was left wanting for anything, but the simple fact was it didn't sate his lust for adventure. His whole childhood had consisted of tv shows featuring characters with clear goals, satisfying conflict and far reaching importance, while it looked like his real life was headed toward unending monotony. In college, he fell in with a group of Sprayers, and all that changed. The danger, the fight against a clear enemy, the undeniable proof that he had left his mark, it all spoke to him on a level nothing ever had before, and Thomas knew he would never be content doing anything else. Tagging became his passion, and he honed his skills whenever he could, doing anything he thought might make him better. In his quest to be the best sprayer he could be, he picked up a few skills, namely pick-pocketing and free-running, and trys to challenge his skills every day.

Extra:
-He is a pick-pocket and a free-runner, taking up both skills to become a better tagger. He only lifts keys of people so he can cut through buildings as shortcuts, never touching money or valuables. The free running has obvious benefits.
- When spraying he wears a hood, ski goggles and pulls his scarf up to protect his identity.
-He has a tattoo sleeve of bunnies.

-Superhero RP- Act 1: The Rise of Omega.

"No I'm afraid the helmet will have to stay, I assure you I have" The helmeted figure looked around the alley, beginning to sway and move himself idly, he seemed a bit restless. Emily's expression fell soured to an incredulous glare as he continued, "Though if you let me know what it is you're looking for I'd be more than happy to help, though I feel I should let you know there were some police hanging around here earlier, could be something dangerous." She grinned at the last bit.

Emily dug her right hand into her back pocket, her left still clutching the partially concealed taser. After a small struggle, her hand came back with her wallet in tow. "Oh I'm sure it's dangerous, but I can handle it." she struggled through her wallet single-handedly. Her expression turned to smug elation as she found her prize. "However, I'm really gonna need you to take off that helmet now, sir." She presented the contents of the wallet to him, a shiny, fairly new police badge, Government Hero division. "And I'll probably an ID."