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".!%,,." My name I suppose, that's what I get for waiting to pick.
"Hello," A voice spouted from behind Emily. She jumped. A quick pivot put her face-to-face with the origin of the cold, metallic greeting. A man had snuck up behind her in the alley at some point, and the now alert young heroine took in as much as she could about the apparent ninja. He was taller than her, not surprising, around 6 foot if she had to guess. He was thin, and clad in dark colors from head to toe. He had clothing covering most of his body, including a biker helmet on his head and gloves on his hands, but from the slivers of skin she could make out, the man was caucasian. He was armored, the black jacket padded with some kind of reinforcement. "Are you looking for something?" And he was suspicious.
Following through with her startled jump, she gave an exaggerated sigh of relief, it was better if she didn't look like she suspected anything. "Sheesh, you scared me. Don't you know not to sneak up on people like that?" She straightened out her posture and stood upright. "As a matter of fact I am, maybe you can help me. But would you mind losing the helmet first, it is kind of creeping me out?"
Interested, quick question though. While 5th and 6th gen pokemon are clearly not allowed, what about mechanics, abilities and moves? Will dream world abilities or any later-used items be allowed? And what about Fairy typing?
"Come on, almost there." Emily was on the edge of her seat, the world a far away memory as she stared intently at the game on the screen in front of her. "Just gotta-" She jerked right. "Then a quick-" She jerked left. "And..." The screen in front of her erupted in a fiery explosive, 8-bit music played a quick medley to let her know it had come out victorious over her. "What the gosh-dang! That's so unfair, I won and you know it." She fell back into to her chair, slumping away in defeat.
A man appeared in the doorway; he was older, balding and had the type of posture that said, "Just a few more years of this shit." He tossed a file across the room, which flopped lazily into Emily's lap before left its secret begin to slip out. "We've got a armored car-robbery reported on 21st street, looks like it might be another weirdo like you, seeing as the was no point of entry. We want you to check it out." His voice was gravelly and definitive, a mix of a past in smoking and the simple fact that he didn't care enough to add any flourish to his words.
"Gaaaaaah, but that suuuuuuuuucks." Emily whined out, shifting in her share as leaning backwards over the armrest so she could look the man in the eyes. She made it a point to reiterate how little she liked this job as often as possible, maybe one day they would cave and give her the perks she wanted without all these obligations tied in with them.
The man sighed, bringing his thumb and index fingers up to massage his temples. "Look, if you don't like it, feel free to take it up with the Chief."
Emily cringed, causing the man to smile, he new he had just won. "Eh, whatever." Emily pulled her self together in the chair, then launched up to her feet, the folder in hand. "Just remember this means I've reached my weekly Hero-ing quota, I'm off the clock all weekend." She was trying to justify her surrender, take back a little of the ground she had just lost, but reciting how the system works was clearly an ineffective way of doing it. The man rolled his eyes as Emily walked past. Just a few more years of this shit.
21st Street was a pretty and well-lit area of the street, the drivers were no fools and had clearly avoided sketchier roads, yet apparently that forethought had been in vain. According to the information she was given, the investigators had suspicion of a teleporter, citing the unbroken locks and untouched security panels, as well as the fact that there were no signs of forced entry. This would be a tough nut to crack, especially without any of the impressive forensic tools the force had at its disposal. All the officers and scientists had examined the scene thoroughly and had headed home for the night, if she was lucky some of that information would be disseminated down to her. She wouldn't hold her breath. With no real leads and all the witnesses gone, Emily, or Lumineer as she was known while on duty, decided to sweep a few alleys, readying her taser just in case.
A man appeared in the doorway; he was older, balding and had the type of posture that said, "Just a few more years of this shit." He tossed a file across the room, which flopped lazily into Emily's lap before left its secret begin to slip out. "We've got a armored car-robbery reported on 21st street, looks like it might be another weirdo like you, seeing as the was no point of entry. We want you to check it out." His voice was gravelly and definitive, a mix of a past in smoking and the simple fact that he didn't care enough to add any flourish to his words.
"Gaaaaaah, but that suuuuuuuuucks." Emily whined out, shifting in her share as leaning backwards over the armrest so she could look the man in the eyes. She made it a point to reiterate how little she liked this job as often as possible, maybe one day they would cave and give her the perks she wanted without all these obligations tied in with them.
The man sighed, bringing his thumb and index fingers up to massage his temples. "Look, if you don't like it, feel free to take it up with the Chief."
Emily cringed, causing the man to smile, he new he had just won. "Eh, whatever." Emily pulled her self together in the chair, then launched up to her feet, the folder in hand. "Just remember this means I've reached my weekly Hero-ing quota, I'm off the clock all weekend." She was trying to justify her surrender, take back a little of the ground she had just lost, but reciting how the system works was clearly an ineffective way of doing it. The man rolled his eyes as Emily walked past. Just a few more years of this shit.
21st Street was a pretty and well-lit area of the street, the drivers were no fools and had clearly avoided sketchier roads, yet apparently that forethought had been in vain. According to the information she was given, the investigators had suspicion of a teleporter, citing the unbroken locks and untouched security panels, as well as the fact that there were no signs of forced entry. This would be a tough nut to crack, especially without any of the impressive forensic tools the force had at its disposal. All the officers and scientists had examined the scene thoroughly and had headed home for the night, if she was lucky some of that information would be disseminated down to her. She wouldn't hold her breath. With no real leads and all the witnesses gone, Emily, or Lumineer as she was known while on duty, decided to sweep a few alleys, readying her taser just in case.
I like it, count me in :)
Sounds fun, I'm interested
Probably gonna go with a medic, most likely human. You?
Dang, sorry to hear that Rin, guess no Omega counter then :(
Trying to undersell humans by not giving them a picture in the gallery? Well I'm playing the underdogs this rp, go humans!
I like how this ended up, where if we split the group in half everyone has a rough counterpart.
Lumineer vs Erebus (Light vs Dark)
Red Star vs Void (Two alien juggernauts)
Erin vs Edge (Close combatants with a twist)
Surgeon vs Unnamed Plant Person (Tech vs Nature)
And Venator vs #27 (Bio ninja vs Bio Punisher)
Guess Rin's eventual character will have to be the counter to the Big Bad then.
Lumineer vs Erebus (Light vs Dark)
Red Star vs Void (Two alien juggernauts)
Erin vs Edge (Close combatants with a twist)
Surgeon vs Unnamed Plant Person (Tech vs Nature)
And Venator vs #27 (Bio ninja vs Bio Punisher)
Guess Rin's eventual character will have to be the counter to the Big Bad then.
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