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I am Searat
Half sea, Half rat, All Aqueous Rodent.

My role playing career is something i consider as a hobby of some sort but as to how long i have been role playing, I would say that i have three to four years under my belt. (Though most of the times I was role playing, they were nothing as serious as this and were more of a means to relieve stress with my friends or test out ideas that came to mind with them.)

As for my preferences to genres of role play, I would have no biases nor specific preferences to any genre and would be able to adapt to the genre as best I can when placed into it.

Some of my hobbies consist of: playing games, surfing the web, walking, bowling, darts, and cooking. I sometimes write and draw things but not as much to consider it to be a serious hobby.

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@Leophael @myinneroblivion @ShadowsofNight

The two days blew past without any issue. Talia and Bob trained one another, deepening their sense of camaraderie and friendship. Bob grew in popularity amongst the marginalized folk that squatted in the abandoned building he resided in.

They received good news that Manny only suffered scarring from his stunt, owing his health and continued service to the suit itself for helping cut off the majority of the current. Leaving him only with a sore body, some very mild hearing loss, and a wicked new scar. Sadly, it seemed that Link would be in the psychiatric ward of Downtown General Hospital for a while. His near death leaving him still in a shell-shocked catatonic state. As the second day reached the end, by the dawn of the third day the CHAMPs would receive an email from none other than The Grey Gadgeteer. Manny wanted them to go meet up at their HQ to both discuss the distribution of their hard earned pay as well as a celebration for their first ever successful contract as the new CHAMPs and his early release from the hospital.
Got a little too busy over the weekend but I'll go post in IC within the day.
I'm ok with both.
Feel free to do either.
Been a good long while.
Checking in again on this RP.
You guys have about a day or two of downtime in character.
Feel free to post what your characters do during that time.

@Leophael @myinneroblivion @ShadowsofNight

"Understood. I look forward to working with the new CHAMP team." Brenner said with a polite bow of the head and was about to leave the two to their own devices he remembers something. "Oh yeah. The Gadgeteer specified that if there were any media coverage of your jobs, we'd keep the details about you heroes at a bare minimum." The man shrugged. "Guess he learned that hero work and a public identity doesn't go hand in hand. Back entrance is clear if you want to leave before the media annoys you." He pauses again. "One last thing. If you're wondering about the pay, don't worry about it. Once Rent-A-Hero confirms that the job is complete and the client is satisfied, the funds will be delivered incognito to your HQ a couple days later." With his piece finished he excuses himself and heads out of the club to deal with the growing crowd of confused party goers, pedestrians, nosy neighbors, and of course the media.

@Leophael @myinneroblivion @ShadowsofNight

The police Lieutenant nodded sagely to both of them. "Rest assured, Mr. Jersey Devil, that The Grey Gadgeteer will be under the care of the Downtown General Hospital." Just as he explains to the two of the heroes that Manny would be in good hands, they hear a voice calling to Lt. Brenner from the VIP area. "Lieutenant, We've hit the motherlode! Ten inhalers of Diamond Dust and a whole metric fuckton of other contraband drugs AND a little league villain!" Brenner's expression changed from a semi-lukewarm deadpan to a look of surprise and awe. "Huh. So Man...The Gadgeteer wasn't over exaggerating when he told me you guys were legit. Here I thought that we'd be saving your asses like his old team before they quit, got too injured to continue hero duty, or went rogue." He takes a drag of his cigarette. "Guess being the CHAMP's police contact does pay out once in a while."

He looks to the side as Bucur and Fa├žade are being taken away from the scene for treatment and arrest. "You've made a big mistake, chumps! My friends will find out and you'd wish you hadn't made me an enemy! All four of you will be dead by the end of the MONTH, you hear me!? DEAD!" The Romanian man yelled at Bob and Talia as he made his way past them, bound on a stretcher. Brenner only sneered at the death threats of the soon to be incarcerated club owner. "Yeah yeah and I'm a king of Mars. Save your stories for the judge, scumbag." Brenner takes one final drag of his smoke before tossing it down and stamping out the embers. "So, what you two planning to do now?"

The Curtain Falls

@Leophael @myinneroblivion @ShadowsofNight

Bob and Talia's coordination went off without any issue and the false super sluggishly chased after the dancer and her ribbons. The finale was coming to a close, the monstrous man had been positioned underneath the chandelier Bob was on. Link and Manny were in a relatively safe distance away from the danger. And, of course, Talia had danced herself away from the danger zone to let gravity take this pesky thorn on their side away once and for all.

With one swift motion of Bob's free hand, the thick rope holding up the canopy is cut and the large hefty light fixture freefalls 20 feet down and towards the brute. The impact causes a significant tremor to shake the entirety of the nightclub and a cacophonous crash echoes throughout the building. As the dust settles, there lies the unconscious form of the false super. Underneath 400 pounds of bent steel, shattered crystal, and broken light bulbs. Bucur had not seen the entirety of the event but he was horrified none-the-less. "YOU SONS OF BITCHES! THAT CHANDELIER WAS AN ANTIQUE!" Gone was his concern for his severely injured leg, all he was focused on now was cussing out the remaining CHAMPs in his native Romanian.

It was a hard battle, with Link blowing a fuse and Manny unconscious, but it was all worth it in the end. The CHAMP proved themselves to be legitimate heroes.

But as celebrations go, they had to be cut short by the sound of the front door being kicked in and the sudden presence of the Hero City Police Department. "HPD! Freeze!" The group of the boys in blue warned everyone while drawing their pistols. "Woah, woah, woah! Boys calm down. Situation has been handled by the heroes." Said a man who parted the sea of blue uniforms, badges, and drawn guns. He looks to Talia and then to Bob hanging on the celling with a confused look on his face, before he sees the unconscious form of the Latino man. "Oh my God, Manny! Someone wheel him out and into the ambulance!" He yells at the number of police officers present. "NOW GODDAMNIT!" The police then scramble out to do what the man told them to. Soon an EMT team arrives and places Manny on a stretcher to be taken to the hospital for medical treatment. Other EMT teams escorted by pairs of police officers arrive to capture and treat the other injured criminals and to get Link some psychiatric help.

Once this was happening, the man approaches Talia but stops at a safe 10 feet away before introducing himself to the two remaining heroes. "I'm Lieutenant George Brenner. I assume you're the 'new team' Manny talked about?"
Been a few days.
Is this still alive?
No problem. IRL stuff takes priority
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