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5 mos ago
Current i'm not sure the appropriate use of an OLED TV is to play random scenic train videos but here we are
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7 mos ago
swish
8 mos ago
Being truly on my own is a bit of a weird feeling. It's never really happened.
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9 mos ago
Let it never be said that sometimes extreme brevity isn't the most appropriate post, though. Everything is a tool.
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11 mos ago
a loaf is a surprisingly hard thing to make
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@Jay Kalton Japanese. She's only going to use English with the obvious foreigners.

Or Asami, since she knows she'll understand.
@Jay Kalton Hello?
Alice Marlowe


Alice continued to eat her ice-cream, ignoring the glassing of the stray sand and the juvenile insults. This was a C-Rank villain, really? The flaming swords were a neat trick, Alice admitted, but otherwise she seemed to be a braggart with a modicum of actual fighting ability. Who the hell stood around to insult an enemy without at least preparing something?

For instance, her own spreading hair as it shot out and twisted, with various strands pointing at Irene from numerous directions. The build-up had been plainly telegraphed and yet got completely ignored, leading to Alice's next words to Radical X: "If she's still up, pin her."

From every side, the hair-drills darted in to pierce the sword-wielding villain, with their controller finishing off her ice-cream. By design, the thrusting had no rhythm yet avoided aiming for any absolutely-fatal wounds; having time to prepare and build up your strongest attack was good for casualty reduction.

@deanmachin@Xiphonic
Alice Marlowe


Nonchalantly, Alice took a bite of the ice-cream. Good stuff, too; she'd have to remember to come back here and try some more of the flavours in the future. Of course, that required not being splattered all over the pavement by a fellow hero. the hair that had just been attacking Irene more or less 'rolled' back, forming a thick cushion that would either slow Radical X or otherwise direct him harmlessly over her shoulder and towards the beach itself.

The detective-styled hero made no aggressive moves towards the villain as she continued to savour the minty snack, though from the lengthening cloud behind her, Alice would have something coming soon. For now, she simply continued to watch, her response to the fire being to fish around in a pocket for a packet of cigarettes.
@Xiphonic ... does Irene still have both swords? One line's confusing me:
She then dropped the entangled blade down with speed to get it free. After this whole maneuver, she took a giant leap back to get some distance.
Shouldn't be too difficult to get to that point; she's not got the best match-up here.
Saotome Ami


The vampire thought. Grudges, huh? If anyone had been planning this for a while, then they'd done a remarkably good job of keeping it to themselves. A quick, one-man job was easy to fly under her radar, especially in the build up to the White Night when there were so many more people than usual.

Ami shook her head, taking the glass and replacing it--though this time expecting payment, "I hadn't heard anything before the murder happened. If you're going to stick around for the White Night... be careful. I've seen people come in assuming it's a one-night fight to the death and throw their lives away aiming for a kill they didn't even need to do."

"If you lose, come here. This is the safest place in the city," she warned, "Don't turn this into a suicide attempt."
... yup, no goals. :P
Alice Marlowe


The Beach

It was a warm summer's day, the sun was shining, and until just now there had been nothing to spoil Alice's decision to go down to the beach for some ice-cream. In short, the exact opposite of any sort of setting for a noir feel. You'd have hell trying to get decent chiaroscuro with this level of ambient light. Such were the faux-detective's idle thoughts as she waited in line to be served.

Fortunately for her enjoyment of the day, the reports of a downpour-ranked threat only came in after the mint-flavoured treat was handed over and paid for. Making rather less haste than the situation strictly called for, as running into people coming the other way would not help matters and lose her snack, the superhero headed for the shore. Monsters were such a pain to deal with; they never seemed to appreciate the efforts you had to go to in order to create a suitably dramatic monologue

It ended up not being the crocodile-man that Alice ran into first. Instead...

Blade of Ire. A two-bit hack of a villain with no goals and as much taste in clothing, Alice thought, having made a note to learn as many C-rank or higher villains expressly for the purpose of being able to get into the right mindset, The sort of broad that seems like a good date then bleeds you dry after.

Seeing as she'd started on the wanton destruction of property rather than attacking people, it seemed prudent to stop things without escalating: the law still applied to heroes. Or if it didn't, Alice was going to apply it anyway. That meant no assault, but she had an easy way to deal with wanton sword-swinging: move towards Irene's path, then interpose her hair between sword and phone. A bunch of the strands wrapped together and shot out, intercepting the next attack, and then endeavouring to wrap around the blade and yank it free.

"Hero, here. Something you need?" The hardened expression and disaffected-sounding words were undermined somewhat by the hero's decision to keep eating her ice-cream. She'd paid good money for it.

@Xiphonic
Alice now has an appearance. Which means I should really start posting.
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