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Unfortunately for Schezo, no flying, red-caped intruders were hit by his spectacular lightning attack.

What was hit, however, was a single pigeon. It was struck head on by the lightning and instantly fried to a crisp. Its smoking, charred body immediately fell from the air and landed right beside Schezo.

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Negan stared in honest to God confused him as the cat thing who'd just scolded him on using swear words mere moments prior tried to help him make better tasting alcohol. His gaze shifted from the bowl of fruits to the cat, looking just downright confused all the while.

"This... ain't poisoned, is it?"

Before Negan could even get a response (or try out Eric's concoction), the skinny blonde guy started yellin' like there was no tomorrow. Negan wasn't exactly "intimidated" by his gaze, per say, but he was certainly taken aback by the sudden outburst. By the time he was done, Negan was left in silence. He blinked and stood there for a moment, before his lips crept into a smile and he let out a breath. Leaning forward, a hand was pressed against All Might's shoulder, which Negan proceeded to squeeze and rub comfortingly.

"Relaaaax, old timer," the southern psychopath said with his usual grin. "It ain't like anyone's gotten hurt yet!" All Might's shoulder was released as Negan then turned to face Hershel. He heard out the man's orders, although it was clear that Negan wasn't exactly taking them very seriously. All the man did from there was raise his hand in a mock salute, like a soldier.

"I shall keep my eyes peeled, GENERAL!"

And with that, Negan let out a "hmph!" and stomped his foot on the ground, before walking off to the side of the camp. From there, Negan set Lucille down on one of the nearby tables, as he himself made himself comfortable by leaning against a pole. He'd let the others sort their shit out from here. Last thing he needed was to be on blonde and brooding's bad side, after all.

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Well, Captain Falcon would find that he was just on a single falling clock. And the rabbit people just kept spawning in and attacking him, no matter where he went on said clock. He was pretty much trapped here for now.

But as the others removed the masks in the meantime, more and more of the thugs looked pretty confused in the brief moments before they disappeared in clouds of smoke. The influx of incoming hostiles was only about a third of what it once was. It seemed like the group would only need to push a little bit more! The only catch was that your heads felt heavier than boulders at this point... but you could fight through the struggle, right?

But subsequently, the control over Sougo seemed to be loosening. It was still there, of course, but the Rider would at least have an easier time fighting it off than before as he continued getting the shit beaten outta him.

"Stop it! Stop it right now!!" The Hatter exclaimed as his pleads and cries became more desperate. "How did you figure it out? How? HOW? HOW!?"

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The source of the thumping noise was soon revealed to be that of a man...



Well... sort of.

The fancily dressed lightbulb man came running out of the closet with a sharp yell. His cane was raised high up in the air, and he seemed to be running at Cole in particular. Should no one stop him, surely Cole would have quite the bump on his head from the incoming cane smack!

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Ultron's internet search would prove fruitful in the case of both Firefly and Superman.

In Superman's case, most of what Lex had told the group was pretty much already readily available. Most of it wasn't anything new - other than one interesting nugget of information. Superman had apparently gone missing weeks before resurfacing, at which point he'd randomly began attacking innocent civilians.

And then for Firefly, he found quite a few things. His real name is Garfield Lynns. He's a pyromaniac with severe burns on ninety-percent of his body - and he has an extreme obsession with fire. His M.O. matches that of what's happened at the burning building so far. He's mostly known for terrorizing Gotham City, but recently he'd been sighted around the Metropolis area in the weeks leading up to today.

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Negan furrowed his brows as the cat thing began to reprimand him for using swear words. Despite that, though, that same smirk was maintained as he began to speak again,



"Well, pardon me," Negan jovially said - a stark contrast to the annoyance he was truly feeling underneath the mask of slick tomfoolery, "In fact... excuse the shit out of my Goddamn French!" That last comment was made with a loud yell - clearly with the intent to piss off the mutant cat thing. He then watched as Eric poked him square in the chest. His lips pursed and he took in what he was told about sanitation - not that it remotely fuckin' mattered to him one Goddamn bit. Still, though, he did help with the broken and battered bodies by not-so-carefully hoisting one over his shoulder and dragging it to the nearby camp.

Negan proceeded to haphazardly toss down one of the bodies once they reached said camp - not really paying much mind to Hershel's introduction in the meantime. "Sorry... sorry..." Negan said as he raised a hand to his mouth and began to pick between his teeth. "Got somethin' stuck in my teeth..."

He remained silent for a while - until Eric asked for rubbing alcohol. Negan smiled at that and raised a finger, "Oh! I got just the thing for that!" he chuckled as he reached into his jacket, producing a flask moments later. What followed was the sight of Negan pouring some kind of foul-smelling booze all over the wounds of the injured.

Welp.

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While Sougo continued to fight his allies, the Mad Hatter just continued to laugh. His manic chortles filled the area, echoing off nonexistent walls. It filled your heads - possibly even beginning to drive you rather mad.

However, that laughter ceased the very moment that Lilith got the idea to remove the masks. "Wh-what? N-..no! Stop it! Stop it right now!" the Hatter cried out. "Removing those masks is something that I simply will not allow!"

As he said this, the thugs became angrier and more violent, erratically attacking the group in more desperate ways. However, on the flipside, the masks of those who Lilith managed to siphon from fell off - and her suspicions were proven correct as they stopped fighting instantly. Instead of continuing to fight, they just looked at Lilith and the others with very confused, very worried faces. "W-where the hell are we!?"

"Good thinkin'!" Joel exclaimed as he began to work at removing the masks alongside the others. Your heads began to feel heavier and heavier by the moment - but as the masks were removed from the thugs, they rapidly began decreasing in number.

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Since the thug in question was... well, dead, Cole's abilities to look back into his memories didn't really span very far. However, that didn't seem to matter, because he basically found everything he needed right away.



In the memory playback, Cole could see what seemed to be a man in some sort of fortified, fireproof armor hovering over them thanks to a nifty jetpack that looked like metallic wings of some sort. He was breathing heavy, almost to the point that it sounded like he was choking. "As soon as I leave, blow the charges on the lower floors!" the figure said, his voice as broken and raspy as his breathing. The thugs nodded, and then he let out a sharp laugh, before flying off.

And that was all that could be seen.

As soon as the playback of the memory ended, though, a loud thumping noise could be heard from a nearby closet - which was miraculously unharmed despite the collapsed state of the building.

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Negan watched with a still face as Voss explained the ins-and-outs of looting - which, of course, he understood. He wasn't a damn moron, after all. And he sure as shit didn't need some old asshole tellin' him the nuanced of stealing shit. And that was precisely why Negan had lost interest rather fast.

"Right..." he pursed his lips and watched, then, as Voss tried to remove the watch. Unfortunately, this didn't really yield any of the ideal results. It was pretty damn stuck to his wrist, from the looks of things. His hands alone wouldn't be able to get it off, that was for sure.

And then some purple cat thing showed up to ruin the old man's fun. Negan watched with slightly more interest as Eric took all of it for himself. The sight was ridiculous enough to actually make Negan smirk - which was more than he could say about Voss. "Well, ain't you just a huge bundle of shit?" Negan asked, putting emphasis on the "T" as he stepped forward. Lucille was given a good twirl as well. He turned to face the makeshift camp that Hershel and All Might had set up when Eric offered that they go and check it out - since that's where all the survivors were, after all.

"Mmm.... why the hell not?" Negan asked with a smile. He gestured outwards, then. "Lead the way, kitty cat!"

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Joel too was focused on taking out the mind controlled rabbit thugs, sticking to Tess's tactic of shooting out their knees, before adding in a stomp to their face for good measure. On his fifth or so mook, he noticed Grey's fight with the mind-controlled Sougo.

"Well, ya better think'a somethin' fast, fox boy!" Joel grunted in response as he delivered a swift punch to one of the rushing bunny-men. "The rest of us probably ain't got long!" As Joel said this, he could feel his head beginning to grow heavy. And so could everyone else's... even Lilith's, somehow.

"Oh, don't you dare go and whine!" The Mad Hatter hissed, "You're all mine, you hear me!? All mine mine mine!!"

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