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In DC Universe: Genesis - Justice For All → 4 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay

Somewhere in Texas - Present Day
Issue 1.01.05: The Technocrat
Interaction(s): None
Previously: Issue 1.01.04: The Killer Inside Me


The two drove silently through the flat plains of the heartlands of Texas, silently continuing their journey. They’d been taking side roads, doing their best to avoid anywhere cops might expect them. It had been hours since the gas station, and they had barely spoke since Roy’s request. One that was never fulfilled. But as the evening sunset washed the sky in deep purples, Jason finally spoke up. ”I should have been more careful.”

Roy raised an eyebrow, turning his gaze towards Jason. The former spy’s eyes were fixed on the road, and his face was stoic like always. But his words held sincerity bred by hours of quiet contemplation. Roy shrugged, turning his gaze back out his passenger window. ”It was easy to walk away. And I don’t miss it. My last assignment was an assassination. Small time warlord in Somalia. One shot, one kill. Same as always. He was at this big old villa, with his family. False sense of security. I fired the shot… and I kept looking down the scope to make sure he was dead. And I watched his family run over and wail. He had a daughter that was maybe… six years old. And she looked in my direction… and I just stopped. I knew my dad was getting sick, so it was the perfect time to back out.”

Jason looked at his friend and saw his usual cocky grin replaced with the same stoicism that Jason wore as a shield. The two sat in silence for a moment before Jason turned off the road they were on, pulling up to the only building for acres. ”We’re here.”

The building looked like an old, run-down mechanic’s garage. On the left was a small store of sorts, with the windows boarded up. The other half had two large garage doors that were covered in rust, dirt, and overgrowth. If there was ever a place to hide, this looked like it. Nonetheless, Roy turned his gaze to Jason as they got out of the van. ”Jason… why here? And how the Hell did you know where it was?”

Jason gave a small little smirk to Roy, and the latter internally groaned. Jason led the way, clutching at his arm. Blood had soaked through the bandage, but Jason was nothing if not a stubborn son of a bitch. He knocked on the front door of the store side of things, and stood waiting. Roy folded his arms and stayed back a few feet, an eyebrow raised. Suddenly, a beam of light came from a small spot above the door and washed over the two men, scanning them from head to toe. Once it scanned them, it disappeared. A moment afterwards, the door clicked and swung open, revealing a rather decrepit interior as well. Standing among all the decay was a man in a suit with slicked back hair. He smiled at the two men. ”Ahh… Jason Todd and Roy Harper. The two most wanted men in Texas. Follow me.”

Roy shot a look of absolute befuddlement to Jason, who simply gave a nod in the suited man’s direction. The two followed the suited stranger as he led them through a door into the garage portion. The garage itself, remarkably, looked rather clean. It had two spots designed to work on cars, and the suited man walked onto the track of the first one, motioning for them to join him. They did so, and almost instantaneously the track began to lower itself into the ground at a moderate speed. The men were in some sort of makeshift elevator, the walls clearly constructed of some sort of concrete as they were lowered deeper and deeper into the Earth. Roy, finally shocked out of his silence, just shook his head. ”Somebody better tell me what’s going on.”

The suited man smiled and nodded. ”Your order was a hard one to fulfill, Mr. Harper. A compact, durable bow, with a titanium dipped tri-weave drawstring. Not to mention the various arrow designs that were requested. Adhesive arrows being by far the most difficult.”

Roy tilted his head in confusion for a moment, before it dawned on him. ”TC… You’re the damn Technocrat. Well I’ll be…”

”I trust you’re not walking us into a trap.”

The suited man chuckled softly, shaking his head. ”Of course not. The bounty on your heads is pocket change.”

With that, the walls of the secret elevator gave way to a large and spacious facility. The room was rather long, with a larger workspace to the right and a row of cars and tanks to the left. The walls were lined with various guns and gadgets. Jason nodded while Roy whistled at the sight. TC shook his head as he saw them ogling all of his toys. ”Welcome to the Armory, boys. Well… an armory, I suppose. As far as your concerned, the only one you two will ever know.”

Jason raised an eyebrow. ”You’re letting us stay here?”

TC smiled nodding and motioning to the facility at large. ”You’ve got run of the place. I’m leaving in an hour. I’ve got two rooms set up for you, one on either side. Plenty of other rooms to set up whatever you want. If you need anything else, shoot me an email and I'll see what I can do." The man in the suit smiled and nodded as he walked over towards a computer terminal, unplugging a hard drive from it and placing it in a briefcase as he made his way over towards the nearest black sedan. He stopped as he turned his gaze back towards the two. "One last thing... You're not quite staying here for free. All the stuff in here are prototypes, and I need you to test this stuff out to make sure it's all working.

That's the deal."
In DC Universe: Genesis - Justice For All → 4 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Alright... took me a lot longer on this post than I wanted. It went a few different direction as I tried to settle on what kind of story I want to cover with the Outlaws. I'm still very much trying to figure that out, but I have started to gravitate towards covering the sort of underlying psychology of these characters to help make sure I differentiate them enough beyond the superficial. Don't worry, we'll get to the fun buddy cop Outlaws stuff. The characters just need to come to terms with a few things first personally before that can happen.
In DC Universe: Genesis - Justice For All → 4 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay

Somewhere in Texas - Present Day
Issue 1.01.04: The Killer Inside Me
Interaction(s): None
Previously: Issue 1.01.03: The Claim


"Finally... they really need to space these gas stations out better."

The two men let their heads fall back in the blazing heat of Texas as they were relieved to finally see a gas station just up the road, trudging along each carrying a gas can a piece. The two looked like an odd pair as always, with Roy wearing his simple trucking hat, half a mechanic's jumpsuit, and a tank top. Jason, on the other hand, wore the same black turtleneck and black pants. Of course, their odd match was the first thing the gas station clerk made a note of as they entered into the store. Jason immediately made his way towards the back, grabbing a few waters. Roy, in the meantime, went up to the counter. It was a rather fine gas station, a regular gas station chain. Hanging up near the clerk was a tv with the sound mostly off, the news playing.

"We're gonna be filling up a couple cans... We'll take 10 gallons on pump 1."

The clerk looked over to Roy for a second, then looked back up towards the tv while mindlessly typing away at the cash register. The total popped up on the screen, and Roy put a crisp fifty on the counter. The clerk was enraptured by the news story, something practically out of a comic book. The subtitles were struggling to catch up, but the gist was concerned with some criminals assaulting some local Texans outside a bar. One of them even used a bow and arrow. The clerk shook his head. "Can you believe that... some fucked up people."

Roy's head turned towards the tv, and his face literally turned white. He watched in horror as the clerk, who was moving remarkable slow, saw the police composite images on the screen and then turned his gaze back towards Roy. The recognition wasn't instant, and the clerk had to do a double take. The former army sniper shook his head. "Listen... those guys were racists, beating up some defenseless man. We couldn't just..."

Roy heard the roaring sound of two pick up trucks pulling up to the gas station in that moment, country music blaring on their respective radios along with a lot of whooping and hollering. The clerk's face went white as his gaze turned to Roy after seeing the trucks. "You and your friend need to leave out the back. Now."

The red-haired vigilante was confused, but chose to oblige. He quickly walked towards the back, motioning for Jason to follow. The vigilante, carrying a couple bottles of water, obliged. The two shuffled behind an "employees only" door, slipped through a small maintenance area, and arrived out the back of the gas station. The two could still hear the blaring country music, followed by a gunshot. The two men looked at each other for only a moment before they shared a nod. Jason dropped the water bottles and reached towards his back waistband, as Roy did the same. The two pulled out handguns in unison, pulling back the hammers on their guns, before slowly entering back into the gas station. The two crept towards the door, and were able to clearly hear the exchange inside.

"Need I remind you, Jim, that there are some radical liberal assassins prowling about the place. I know you sit there watching the news. So when I see some gas cans sitting over by that there pump, and a van a while back up the road that matches what they were driving... I'm beginning to think you're harboring terrorists. And that's something the militia doesn't support."

The sound of a thud could be heard, along with coughing. At that sound, Jason grit his teeth, and immediately shoved his way through the door into the gas station proper. In that second of shock, Jason saw a few things. He saw three armed men in bulletproof vests carrying AR-15s, all with shaved heads and exposed biceps that had various military tattoos designating their branches and units served. But Jason's eyes gravitated towards the clerk, Jim, hunched over on the ground with a small glob of blood on the tile underneath him. Jason's anger caused him to yell as he quickly fired the gun at the man closest to Jim, two bullets lodging into the side of the man's head and killing him instantly. The other two, shocked and disoriented by the spray of blood, quickly lifted their ARs in Jason's direction, only to fall limp themselves as a bullet lodged into each of their skulls. Roy, having followed Jason into the fray, only needed to fire two shots to take the men out. Jason quickly walked forward, moving towards the glass doors at the front of the gas station. As he looked outside, a burst of gunfire broke through the glass. One bullet grazed against Jason's left arm, forcing him to hide behind a shelf.

Roy quickly moved over towards Jim, ushering him behind the counter and out of the way of the oncoming fire. Jason clutched at his arm, removing his free hand to see it covered in blood. That was going to be a problem. He looked at the shelf behind him, and sighed in relief at seeing a display of bandanas. Grabbing an American flag one, the ex-spy quickly wrapped it around his upper torso tight, using his teeth to help tie off the wound as best he could. It was makeshift, but it would help him for now. Roy, comfortable in Jim's safety, peeked his head up over the counter. He couldn't quite see the trucks out the front door from where he was, but he did notice a large mirror hanging from the ceiling that was installed so the clerk could see people approaching the store before they got in. From this mirror, Roy saw two more armed men approaching the door slowly. Military formation... they were professionals. The former sniper made eye contact with Jason, holding up two fingers, before waving for Jason to fall back. The latter man did so, ducking back into an aisle deeper into the gas station's store.

Roy took a deep breath as he saw the two men approaching. His eyes turned towards the door, and they made eye contact at the same time. Roy, again, fired two shots. Each embedded themselves in the men's foreheads, and they fell immediately. Roy sighed, his hand beginning to shake slightly. The gun fell from his grip onto the counter, and Jason ducked his head out from the aisle. The next moments were a blur for Roy. He didn't remember hearing anything. He didn't remember the store clerk yelling about how he was going to call the police. He didn't remember Jason knocking the clerk unconscious or grabbing some supplies. And he didn't remember getting into one of the pickup trucks as Jason drove back off towards the van.

He just kept looking as his hands. It had been a long while since he had killed anyone. And this was definitely the first time he had killed an American. As his hands continued to shake slightly, reality kicked in as Roy found himself in the passenger seat of his own van. Jason slammed the driver's side door as he hopped in, turning on the van. Seeing Roy's eyes begin to wander over towards him, Jason looked at his close friend with concern. "You ok there, Roy?"

Roy shook his head slowly, his eyes wandering off to stare at nothing in particular. "I need a drink."
In X-Men: The New Era - Avalon Rising → 4 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Nikolai "Demo" Markov


Ashford Institute for the Gifted

Interactions: Una, Matt, Daniela

Mentions:



What the Hell does 'stuff' mean?

Nik walked out of the Danger Room with one hand in his jean pockets. His shoulders were slouched, and it was clear he was surprisingly tired for this time of day. His mind was clouded with the memories of the night before as he turned his gaze down towards his hand... the one firmly clutched in Una's. Nik's eyes widened for a moment, before he simply turned his head to hide his blushing cheeks. He hadn't even realized they were holding hands... and his thoughts were racing. When did this happen? She's... she's probably just scared or something. Don't think too much about it...

Nik kept walking forward, out of the underground area and towards the cafeteria. He felt Una's hand slip away. He had been too focused in his own world to hear her say anything, and turned back to see her standing and seeming to admire the sunlight somewhat. Nik smiled a little as he saw her seeming to glow in the sun... rose-colored glasses were a hell of a drug. He turned his gaze towards his other companions, shrugged, and motioned towards the cafeteria. "So... where are you from? I'm from Seattle, personally. Would have killed to live out here in LA though." He flashed an awkward smile as he began walking backwards towards the cafeteria, making sure he was giving the two of them enough eye contact.
In Avatar - The Fall of Si Wong City → 4 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
"You heard me, the Avatar stunt." Sho chuckled as he stopped walking, looking down towards the ground as he shook his head. Kira and Lon stopped, raising their eyebrows as Sho's short comrade looked to his reluctant leader. "What? We did it before!"

Sho wiped away the imaginary tear from the corner of his eye as his gaze fell on Li. "Do you remember what happened last time we ran that show, Li?"

Kira, dressed in her traditional Northern Water Tribe robes, rolled her eyes and wrapped an arm around Sho to lean on him. "Oh, wasn't this the time that I had to save Li from getting some earth benders after he was trying to brag to their girlfriends about being the Avatar's best friend, or the time we were stalked for like a month by some shady figures who thought you actually were the Avatar? Hmm... Oh, of course, that was the same time."

Li opened his mouth to speak, his eyes looking to his hulking brother Lon for help... only to find his brother folding his arms and shaking his head in his direction. Li turned around in a huff and just continued trudging forward while everyone followed. The Elements had been on the road for years at this point, and they'd grown accustomed to marching long distances on foot at this point. Lon was carrying a large pack that had most of the group's camping supplies, while the others carried their own personal equipment. Li, without a word, simply raised his left hand with two fingers as he was walking forward, and Kira immediately responded by uncorking her waterskin. With a simple wave of her arms, she managed to extract one small globules of water from the waterskin and float them in Li's direction. Li turned his head and opened his mouth, and one slow motion from Kira moved the water into his mouth. He let the cool water cool his tongue before simply nodding his head and shooting a thumbs up behind him.

Sho's eyes weren't on the road or his companions. He instead glanced between the treeline on either side of him as the group was marching through a forest path once again. At the sound of any branch snapping or leaf rustling, Sho's head would snap towards the direction it came from. The memory of those people stalking his friends had set in a relapsing paranoia. Something in the firebender's gut told him that something wasn't right. They hadn't seen anyone on this trail at all that day, and they'd been marching for nearly four hours in total. They were about another day's journey from the next town... but surely they should have seen someone at this point. Anyone. There had to be something going on.

Sho's fears were confirmed correct when he felt the ground beneath him seem to shake slightly. Having lived in the Earth Kingdom for years, the feeling was familiar, and always unnerving. The path had shifted slightly, with two hills on either side of the path as the river the path followed bent around the right hill. A large stone wall lifted up in front of Li, who immediately began backpedaling until he lost his balance and fell on his ass. Kira instinctively uncorked her waterskin and held her other hand near it, ready to strike at any given moment. Sho, on the other hand, simply stepped forward and looked to his left and right, seeing two men in green tunics sliding down the hillside to flank the travelers. Before he could say anything, the two strangers landed in the dry riverbed. "Sorry to interrupt your trip, but you're going to have to pay if you want to continue on here."

Sho raised an eyebrow, his expression serious as he examined the two men. The one on the left, the one talking, seemed to be a bit older. Mid thirties by the look of him, and a bit more built. The man on the right seemed to about the same age as Sho, and of an average build. The looks on their faces, though, was what made Sho's blood boil deep inside. They both sported smug grins as they looked down on Sho. The Element's leader spent only a moment looking between the two before he decided on his response. "Why?"

The stranger on the right seemed confused as he looked to his partner, whose grin transformed instantly into a grimace. "The local militia keeps this road safe from bandits, and you've got the pay the militia to be under their protection."

Sho looked back to Kira and nodded. She knew what to do when the time was right, and took a few steps off to the side. Sho's gaze fell back on the two militiamen. "Bandits... you mean the kind of people who strong arm travelers into handing over their coin int he middle of the forest?"

The stranger on the left clenched his hands into fists and took a small step forward,standing up a bit more straight as he looked down towards Sho. At the same time, Sho's stance shifted slightly as he placed all of his weight onto his back foot to ready his left foot to strike. Before either could make a move, the other stranger took a step forward as well and placed a hand in front of his comrade before speaking. "Look... you hand over some coin and this doesn't have to get messy, alright?"

While the man on the left seemed to back down slightly, Sho remained ready to strike. "I see... well... the problem is we don't exactly have any coin on us..."

The man on the right shook his head and gave an exasperated sigh. "We'll take something other than coin if you've got anything worth while..."

A small smirk graced the edge of Sho's lips. "I see... Well... I suppose we could trade some water..."

On cue, Kira quickly sprung into action at the peripheral of the two militiamen's vision. She jumped forward into the air, rolling her arms over her head and forward as a wave of water was pulled from out the river and over Kira's head to crash down on the two men. While the water torrented onto them, she lifted her hands towards her lips and pushed towards the water while blowing air to freeze the water. Before they knew it, the two men's bodies were covered in a block of ice as their heads remained free and clear. They began struggling to break themselves free, but this hadn't been Sho and Kira's first shakedown. Li and Lon seemed as stunned as the militiamen as the two foreign benders simply smiled and turned towards their earthbending companion, motioning towards the stone wall in their way. Lon was able to lower the wall easily after planting his feet and swinging one fist down towards the ground, and the Elements continued on their merry way to the sweet sounds of swears and pleading from the two men who had tried to shake them down.
In X-Men: The New Era - Avalon Rising → 4 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Nikolai "Demo" Markov


Ashford Institute for the Gifted

Interactions: Everyone

Mentions: Everyone



Nik wasn't sure what to say. Cleo, Oriana, Ronnie... they were all rightfully upset. But he remained silent. Quiet. He wasn't sure what to do. He had been attacked. He could have been killed. His friends too. And up until minutes ago he was terrified of Una too. He listened as everyone went off at Una's direction. Before he knew it, he found himself taking a step forward to his friend and placing a hand on his shoulder.

"Enough."

His words were quiet, weak, and surprising to Nik himself. He lifted his gaze around towards everyone, took a deep breath, and gave Una's shoulder a slight squeeze. "Enough... Seriously, that's enough. Everyone needs to cool off and calm down." He looked around towards the others, his words sober and lacking the usual energy and enthusiasm they usually had. He was just... tired.

Nik looked towards Drake, Cleo, Heidi, Jasper... the friends he had fought alongside last night. "I'll be honest... I'm still shaken after last night. Not just because we fought a giant monster in a nightclub while some of us were pretty drunk... Our mutations felt real for the first time last night. Up until now it's felt like some movie or something." Nik chuckled to himself a little, before his gaze turned towards the newcomers. "We didn't really rope you into anything, though. You have abilities that most people don't. And while part of coming here is learning how to control them... the Dean talking about people plotting against this school sounds... well, it sounds like it's something that's been happening before last night."

Nik's reassuring grip on Una's shoulder weakened as he let his hand fall back to his side. "We all need to cool down after last night and just process that. And while I'm not hungry... I wouldn't mind grabbing a bite to eat so I can hit the gym later." Nik shot a weak smile towards Matt with the last statement.
In DC Universe: Genesis - Justice For All → 4 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Bounce can't be the only one with an eleventh hour post. Decided to go a different direction for this outlaws post last minute.
In DC Universe: Genesis - Justice For All → 4 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay

Ural Pass, Vlatava - 4 Years Ago
Issue 1.01.03: The Claim
Interaction(s): None
Previously: Issue 1.01.02: Stagecoach


"Jesus I'm bored. There's nothing out here."

Roy was resting inside of a small sniper's nest in the stark white landscape. He moved away from the sniper that had been set up. Sitting up in the booth with him was a slightly older man, who simply shook his head in response.

"You're a good sharpshooter, Roy, but you're a shit sniper."

Roy raised an eyebrow. "What do you know about being a sniper, Slade? You don't even have any fucking depth perception." With that, Roy motioned towards the eyepatch covering one of his comrade's eyes.

A small smile grew on Slade's face. "I don't need depth perception to kick your ass, Roy."

The two men chuckled for a moment, but within an instant things grew tense. Slade's challenges had become rather notorious in Team 7. Usually there was some sort of wager. And yet, every now and then, the challenges would go unnamed and unspoken. A bet of skill against skill. And as the two men chuckled, their eyes locked and the challenge was made.

Roy, with great speed, reached for the sidearm on his hip. He was only able to unholster the gun when he heard the sound of something impaling the plywood next to his head. Roy's eyes locked with Slade's before he turned his gaze to the knife that impaled the simple plywood wall of the sniper's nest. Terrifyingly close to his head and embedded in the wall was a simple throwing dagger. As Roy went to catch his breath, Slade simply leaned forward in his own seat. "You'll never be able to take me on, Speedy. Not alone."



"Slade... meet me in the war room."

Slade Wilson almost looked ridiculous in a suit. His silver buzzed hair and eyepatch made him look far too much like a military tough guy. So, needless to say, Slade jumped at the opportunity to get away from his desk. After all, he always hated being stateside. James Bronson, one of the younger recruits in Team 7, was carrying a stack of folders and a USB as he briskly walked towards the room on the other side of the pit of Team 7 intelligence officers, towards a conference room with floor to ceiling windows.

As soon as James entered the room, he tapped a single button on the light switch, and the conference lights turned on while the windows went from perfectly clear to having a white opaque frost to them. Slade closed the door behind him and leaned against the window, watching his coworker set the files down and slide a USB into a small device in the center of the conference table. He grabbed a small clicker to turn the projector on, and the lights in the room dimmed significantly. The projector always took a moment to boot up, so James started anyways. "Ok... now, I need you to stick with me here, Slade. But you know how we always have someone tailing our discharged operators?"

"Of course."

"Well, the Sparrow lost his tail."

Slade's body immediately became stiff. His eye widened for a moment, before he was able to regain his composure. "You're telling me we don't know where Jason is... shit."

James shook his head. "We don't know exactly... but I've got some leads. Jason was last seen in Tulsa about twenty four hours ago. Coincidentally enough, a blue Toyota Camry was reported stolen yesterday a few blocks away from his last known location. It was found in Ada this morning." As if on cue, the projector finally booted up and showed three images: a map of Oklahoma with a highway route from Tulsa to Ada highlighted, and the image of a blue Toyota Camry.

"So he's heading South... Heading for Texas?"

"I think so... but you're probably wondering why he'd shake a tail to head towards Texas. I might have the answer to that."

James pressed the clicker, and the image on the projector changed. There were several images now: the driver's license photos of five men, an image of an organization's symbol, and a crime scene photo of an arrow. "A few men with connections to the Aryan Nation reported being assaulted by two men a couple hours north of Dallas. One seemed to be a skilled martial artist, while the other was using a bow and arrow. I've had one of our FBI contacts get in touch with the local PD about getting some sketches drawn up... but I've got a good idea of who the second guy is. I mean, who do you know that can knock two arrows and cripple two men's promising flag football careers with a precision shot to the shoulder?"

Slade stood there silent for a moment before he briskly walked to the door. "Grab your shit, let's go."

James tilted his head as he quickly turned off the projector and ripped the USB from the conference table's console. "Where are we going?"

"We're reporting this to Lynch now, before they start causing a scene. We don't want people finding out who they are."
In Avatar - The Fall of Si Wong City → 4 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
In Avatar - The Fall of Si Wong City → 4 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
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