Venture of Heroes [IC/Open]

[The Republic of Atria]

Michelle rubbed her head after a few seconds. The dizziness was starting to fade and it looked like everyone else had the Weather-Man under control, so she decided to go help out at the Zoo. Things were still going crazy and it didn't look like it was going to calm down anytime soon. She would have to fix that. She darted into the zoo and almost crashed into Cora. "Oh! Sorry! Trying to stop super zoo animals and I wasn't paying attention!" She got out extremely quickly, and then got an idea. Obviously trying to fight large animals was a bad idea to begin with. Super speed or not, she wouldn't be able to knock them out without causing them injury and potentially making things worse. She couldn't do it, but zoos always had tranq darts for safety reasons. It wasn't hard for her to locate the storage room where several people were hiding. It was barricaded, but that didn't stop her foot. "Gotta stop zoo animals, I need all of your tranquilizers A.S.A Now!"

While the zookeepers were terrified, they weren't going to question the 7 foot tall woman who kicked the door down. One of them scrambled to grab a case filled with about a hundred. "H-here!"

"Thanks! Stay here! Sorry about the door!" She said and was gone as fast as she got there, carrying the case back into the zoo. Chaos was running amok and it was time to slow things down. Michelle opened the case and tossed it into the air as time slowed to a crawl. The case opened with the dozens of tranq darts. "Let's do this..." She said, grabbing as many as she could safely carry and ran throughout the zoo carefully injecting the darts into the various wild animals, before running back to do it again. She used 3 on the larger animals like the elephants and 1 or two based on sides, killing the animals would throw the public into a conniption. And PETA would be absolutely livid that they didn't get to kill them instead, anyone who complained about her methods could bite the darkest part of her ass.

She ran back and forth, injecting animals at incredible speeds and then she ran out of darts just as she got the last lion. "I really hope that's the last of them." She said as time snapped back to normal. "No more darts..."

[Gratis Suid-Alfashir Republiek]

Andre looked at Cedric suspiciously, the lion was a bit dazed, and gave them a moment to coming up with a new plan and a quick introduction. "In this condition? Ten minutes if I'm lucky, not a minute if it suddenly has a new power that can overwhelmed all of us." Andre looked at the new comer. "I'm Andre by the way, you might know me as the Flesh. Well, your plan better works Cedric, or else we all gonna die. Wish me luck."

Andre lunged himself at the dazed lion, all six of his limbs tangled and disarmed the beast. Every movements it made only made Flesh hold it even stronger. The blades hooked themselves to the now powerless lion, only able to wriggle itself slowly and weakly. "Anytime now, Cedric!"

"Cheers" Cedric called, immediatly running towards the lion, before doing a junping flip over it to reach the other side. He looked around the walls, eventually finding what hebwas looking for. A fire hose. He smashed the glass covering, before taking the hose out and shouldering it. He ran to the side of the lion, looking over at Andre "Donyou think you can reposition the legs so that they meet in the middle. If it works, the hose should be strong enough to hold them together and a quick blow to the head should knock it out" he said above the noise of the lion

[Indo-pasif archipelago]

Andre looked at Cedric suspiciously, the lion was a bit dazed, and gave them a moment to coming up with a new plan and a quick introduction. "In this condition? Ten minutes if I'm lucky, not a minute if it suddenly has a new power that can overwhelmed all of us." Andre looked at the new comer. "I'm Andre by the way, you might know me as the Flesh. Well, your plan better works Cedric, or else we all gonna die. Wish me luck."

Andre lunged himself at the dazed lion, all six of his limbs tangled and disarmed the beast. Every movements it made only made Flesh hold it even stronger. The blades hooked themselves to the now powerless lion, only able to wriggle itself slowly and weakly. "Anytime now, Cedric!"

"Cheers" Cedric called, immediatly running towards the lion, before doing a junping flip over it to reach the other side. He looked around the walls, eventually finding what hebwas looking for. A fire hose. He smashed the glass covering, before taking the hose out and shouldering it. He ran to the side of the lion, looking over at Andre "Donyou think you can reposition the legs so that they meet in the middle. If it works, the hose should be strong enough to hold them together and a quick blow to the head should knock it out" he said above the noise of the lion

Andre struggled to maintain his control while slightly adjusting his position. He almost slipped a few time, but managed to tight the lion's legs. This exhausted Andre very much, and one could see the strain in his tentacles. Concentrating, Andre commanded his body to hold on tighter. His heartrate was increasing, and the hemoglobins level of his body rose significantly. Rushes of oxygen and glucose ran through his muscles, and the lactate slowly digested by the enzyme. He was reaching his maximum capacity, and he might only able to stay this way for a few minutes. "Here, quickly now! I don't think I can hold on for too long!"

[Gratis Suid-Alfashir Republiek]

"Cheers" Cedric called, immediatly running towards the lion, before doing a junping flip over it to reach the other side. He looked around the walls, eventually finding what hebwas looking for. A fire hose. He smashed the glass covering, before taking the hose out and shouldering it. He ran to the side of the lion, looking over at Andre "Donyou think you can reposition the legs so that they meet in the middle. If it works, the hose should be strong enough to hold them together and a quick blow to the head should knock it out" he said above the noise of the lion

Andre struggled to maintain his control while slightly adjusting his position. He almost slipped a few time, but managed to tight the lion's legs. This exhausted Andre very much, and one could see the strain in his tentacles. Concentrating, Andre commanded his body to hold on tighter. His heartrate was increasing, and the hemoglobins level of his body rose significantly. Rushes of oxygen and glucose ran through his muscles, and the lactate slowly digested by the enzyme. He was reaching his maximum capacity, and he might only able to stay this way for a few minutes. "Here, quickly now! I don't think I can hold on for too long!"

"Absolutely dpectacular" Cedric called before he ran and slid towards the lipn, coming to a halt just before the legs. Wasting no time, he quickly grabbed the end of the hose that fores out water and cut a path around the legs of the isolating each leg. Realising the hose of was still attached to the wall, he took out his knife and quickly cut through. He tied the two enss together tightly before giving a thumbs up to Andre "Alright mate, I think we're good" he said, putting his knife back into its holder. He looked over at Jonathan "Think you can pop a dart into it?"

[Naplez]

Andre struggled to maintain his control while slightly adjusting his position. He almost slipped a few time, but managed to tight the lion's legs. This exhausted Andre very much, and one could see the strain in his tentacles. Concentrating, Andre commanded his body to hold on tighter. His heartrate was increasing, and the hemoglobins level of his body rose significantly. Rushes of oxygen and glucose ran through his muscles, and the lactate slowly digested by the enzyme. He was reaching his maximum capacity, and he might only able to stay this way for a few minutes. "Here, quickly now! I don't think I can hold on for too long!"

"Absolutely dpectacular" Cedric called before he ran and slid towards the lipn, coming to a halt just before the legs. Wasting no time, he quickly grabbed the end of the hose that fores out water and cut a path around the legs of the isolating each leg. Realising the hose of was still attached to the wall, he took out his knife and quickly cut through. He tied the two enss together tightly before giving a thumbs up to Andre "Alright mate, I think we're good" he said, putting his knife back into its holder. He looked over at Jonathan "Think you can pop a dart into it?"

“Of course” Jonathan said, pointing the rifle and shooting the Lion one of the legs, the lion gave a final roar and was knocked out by the dart. Jonathan saw that he only had one dart left and while looking at both Cedric and Andre, said “the bad news is that I only got one dart left, so I hope that either we find more darts or that this lion was the most dangerous animal of the zoo” loading the remaining dart into the rifle he asked “Now what do we do next?”

[Boergandina]

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Johannes Stahl/Übermensch (Hero)
83, M, Sup. Soldier
Washington, D.C.
Status: Online

Status: Any1 kno Scheiße abt this portal ovr DC? Idk whats up but these wizrads keep running in2 my fists. Plz respond, young folks.
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He lowered his HUD in his helmet, dissatisfied with modern communications technology. His status update was sure and correct about one thing- he'd punched a lot of wizards that day. It has only been a few hours, and their numbers did not seem to be quelled in the least. They kept flowing from that hellish warpgate.
He jump-jetted forward, using the momentum to floor several with a single right hook, almost absentmindedly- the flow of battle had taken over, and it was muscle memory from here on. He hoped dearly that someone knowledgeable about this sort of thing would respond- damn these kids and their fancy internets!
He jetted onto one of the hexes, his weight tipping the platform slightly, with it quickly righting itself. He moved between Inquisitors like lightning between conduits. It was trivial, but he worried dearly about their tech disruption- he'd rather not be trapped in an unpowered 456 kilogram suit. So he continued to beat them down, as rapidly as possible, furtively looking to the Rift every few seconds.

[Zarkenis Ultima]

A young man shuffled aimlessly in a world that he had not yet begun to understand, the very notion of self being a new discovery filled with confusion and wonder alike, two concepts that remained ill-defined within the man's primeval mind. His hair was short and black, and his eyes almost seemed to glow like gold, though what they held instead was a broken instance of darkness. He was clad in garments that covered his body, and while he recognized that they were an entity separate from him, he had little idea of their purpose or origins, though he could was able to understand that it was meant to protect him on some level from the cold, one of the myriad things he had experienced thus far.

Many were the phenomena that had assaulted his senses with metaphorical rivers of input, and many more were the ones yet to come, but for the time being, this young man who had not been on this Earth for long was preoccupied by one matter in particular, pain. The alien sensation was not something he had felt before, and as he shuffled forward without origin or destination, all of his thoughts, the few that he currently had, were focused on it. He was far too entranced by the pain to actually suffer through it, instead filled with feelings of awe and amazement that such a thing existed. The source of his pain was fairly evident to anyone who looked carefully: there were several holes in his chest, and his clothes were partially covered in blood, which was rather noticeable on the white part of his attire.

Yet, the blood was not his. Such a thing seemed counter-intuitive at first, but the fact was that no blood seemed to ooze from the several wounds in the young man's chest. Instead, a very small aura of blackness seemed to be irradiated from the holes. Most interestingly, he seemed perfectly capable of walking around unimpeded despite the numerous injuries, and in fact said wounds were closing already, albeit at a slow pace. And as all of this happened, the young man paid it no attention whatsoever, focusing only on the pain. The pain, and the memory of the events that had caused him to acquire such a colorful collection of wounds. The assailant had attacked him for a reason he could not discern, with some sort of strange projectile launcher, and he had simply responded in kind, dragging him into the other place. His intelligence was nothing special, but he had a fair deal of knowledge about this world that helped him understand some things. He would've been thankful for it, but he didn't know what that was yet.

Suddenly, the young man stopped all thought and action. There was a souund, one that he didn't recognize, and he immediately began looking all around in order to spot the source of such a sound, driven by nothing except curiosity. It was night time, and the moon was not especially shiny that day, but where that would be an impediment to other people, this one found himself benefitted by it, as he could see far better in the dark than he could see in the light, just as long as the environment wasn't pitch black. Soon enough, he spotted a figure in the distance. Said figure was similar to himself (it was strange, to recognize traits of himself in others) and to his assailant, but also different in many ways. Most notably, there was a strange protrusion on the person's shoulder, and he was unsure whether this was a part of the person, or a different entity. But as always, his curiosity drove him to attempt to find out, and so, he began moving towards the figure in the distance, a human girl with a hawk on her shoulder.

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As she saw her sister ignore her and descend from the building by creating an ice ramp that led to the ground, Etla slightly narrowed her eyes, her mouth twisting into a sort of half-frown while she watched attentively, ready to run and fly and do whatever she needed to do to catch her in case she slipped or the ice platform faltered. She would have worried far less if her sister had simply trusted her, but she didn't say anything. Ihra had been rather down ever since the incident two years ago and the last thing she wanted to do as her elder sister was to aggravate her further, even if all she was doing was looking after her, much like their father. When the redhead finished sliding down, the princess immediately walked up to her, though she gave her space and allowed her to get her footing on her own.

"Stay behind me and I'll make sure to keep you safe, alright?" The princess said to her sister. Standing side to side, others could see that they were strikingly similar to each other, as well as notice that Etla was paradoxically the shorter of the two. "We'll take care of this mess and make father proud." The blonde girl added afterwards, smiling, before stepping aside, watching as the others introduced themselves to her sister.

"Hello there. I'm Dragon Mage. Nice to meet you." Kirisvala said politely to the new arrival once Craig finished introducing himself and catching Ihra up. The Adaian muttered a swift chant to undo the invocation of the Dragon's might, causing her claws to revert to simple humanoid hands both to conserve energy and to wave at Ihra while flashing a polite smile. But soon enough, the conversation turned to business again, and both the Adaian woman and the princess listened.

Etla in particular listened carefully to what both Mars and Craig had to say, being a tad better suited to strategy than someone like Kiris. It was only after the two men had spoken that she chimed in. "Good job finding the leader, Craig. That was far less convoluted than the other plan." The princess stated, smiling over at the young inventor, before doing a double take on her words and immediately turning towards Mars, slightly embarrassed. "Ah... I did not mean to offend you with that comment, Dragon Knight." She spoke politely.

"Well, the important part is that we have the location of their leader now, right?" Kirisvala said, barging in at a rather opportune moment for Etla, who simply remained quiet. "Now, I think what Dragon Knight says is quite right. If you all don't mind, we'll go ahead first. We have more experience doing these things, and we'd hate to see any of you getting hurt in this battle." She nodded, and then turned towards Mars. "Did you at least get my sword, or did you only call down your fancy armor?" She asked him, genuinely and playfully at the same time.

[Charmera]

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As she saw her sister ignore her and descend from the building by creating an ice ramp that led to the ground, Etla slightly narrowed her eyes, her mouth twisting into a sort of half-frown while she watched attentively, ready to run and fly and do whatever she needed to do to catch her in case she slipped or the ice platform faltered. She would have worried far less if her sister had simply trusted her, but she didn't say anything. Ihra had been rather down ever since the incident two years ago and the last thing she wanted to do as her elder sister was to aggravate her further, even if all she was doing was looking after her, much like their father. When the redhead finished sliding down, the princess immediately walked up to her, though she gave her space and allowed her to get her footing on her own.

"Stay behind me and I'll make sure to keep you safe, alright?" The princess said to her sister. Standing side to side, others could see that they were strikingly similar to each other, as well as notice that Etla was paradoxically the shorter of the two. "We'll take care of this mess and make father proud." The blonde girl added afterwards, smiling, before stepping aside, watching as the others introduced themselves to her sister.

"Hello there. I'm Dragon Mage. Nice to meet you." Kirisvala said politely to the new arrival once Craig finished introducing himself and catching Ihra up. The Adaian muttered a swift chant to undo the invocation of the Dragon's might, causing her claws to revert to simple humanoid hands both to conserve energy and to wave at Ihra while flashing a polite smile. But soon enough, the conversation turned to business again, and both the Adaian woman and the princess listened.

Etla in particular listened carefully to what both Mars and Craig had to say, being a tad better suited to strategy than someone like Kiris. It was only after the two men had spoken that she chimed in. "Good job finding the leader, Craig. That was far less convoluted than the other plan." The princess stated, smiling over at the young inventor, before doing a double take on her words and immediately turning towards Mars, slightly embarrassed. "Ah... I did not mean to offend you with that comment, Dragon Knight." She spoke politely.

"Well, the important part is that we have the location of their leader now, right?" Kirisvala said, barging in at a rather opportune moment for Etla, who simply remained quiet. "Now, I think what Dragon Knight says is quite right. If you all don't mind, we'll go ahead first. We have more experience doing these things, and we'd hate to see any of you getting hurt in this battle." She nodded, and then turned towards Mars. "Did you at least get my sword, or did you only call down your fancy armor?" She asked him, genuinely and playfully at the same time.

Ihra smiled and nodded at the others. She smiled slightly at their warm reception, though some of them did seem quite busy with planning. She looked at her sister however, whom seemed to have a disaproving look on her face, which caused Ihra to frown slightly. I'm just never going to be good enough for you two am I? She thought. Her sisters instructions also caused this frown to deepen slightly, though it looked more like a nuetral frown, not showing Ihra's jealousy or frustration. Ihra didn't feel she needed to be babied or protected. Etla was only one year her senior, which made her elder sister instructions all the more annoying.

If only her sister would simply trust her.

"Fine." Was all she was able to answer to her sister before her train of throught was interupted. As Kiris spoke, she tapped into her powers. If I'm going to be behind everyone else I might as well make the most of it. She thought, a large sniper rifle manifesting in her hands.

Tara frowned at Kiris and Mars. Her Six arms folding. "Why must I be behind with the others? I assure you, death is not a threat you must worry of for me. We Thargans are very durable. Much more so than humans. I won't be able to help to my fullest abilities if I am held back." She complained.

Cass shrugged. "Can we do whatever we're planning to do soon? I'm getting pretty bored just sitting here." She spoke.

[The United Equstrian Front]

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Nightingale
21 F 7'1 Merc
Washington, D.C.
Status: Online

Status: Got my behind handed to me but currently doing fine, friend's shadow clone looking over me at the moment

+71 -12

She posted her status and watched how a lot of people flocked to her, most of which showed their support and concern while most were obviously trolling and got hammered by her 'fans' she shuddered at the thought of potentially having millions of people knowing her and her whereabouts. She looked at the shadow clone and asked,
"Can you get me another sandwich Shade?" The shade nodded and handed her 14th sandwich, Rei tossed the paper plate into the fire she set up in an abandoned office building. The current cubical fort is in the basement where dozens of people have taken to hide from the invaders, one person was the office chef and is currently making food for everyone there, excluding Rei. She rolled her eyes and finished her sandwich and curled up in her sleeping bag in the far corner.

[Altito Asmoro]

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(Image)
Johannes Stahl/Übermensch (Hero)
83, M, Sup. Soldier
Washington, D.C.
Status: Online

Status: Any1 kno Scheiße abt this portal ovr DC? Idk whats up but these wizrads keep running in2 my fists. Plz respond, young folks.
(Image) +3 (Image) -1

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He lowered his HUD in his helmet, dissatisfied with modern communications technology. His status update was sure and correct about one thing- he'd punched a lot of wizards that day. It has only been a few hours, and their numbers did not seem to be quelled in the least. They kept flowing from that hellish warpgate.
He jump-jetted forward, using the momentum to floor several with a single right hook, almost absentmindedly- the flow of battle had taken over, and it was muscle memory from here on. He hoped dearly that someone knowledgeable about this sort of thing would respond- damn these kids and their fancy internets!
He jetted onto one of the hexes, his weight tipping the platform slightly, with it quickly righting itself. He moved between Inquisitors like lightning between conduits. It was trivial, but he worried dearly about their tech disruption- he'd rather not be trapped in an unpowered 456 kilogram suit. So he continued to beat them down, as rapidly as possible, furtively looking to the Rift every few seconds.

Jessica Sherawat/Lady of War
New York City

Observing the situation from the sky, Jessica noticed that someone was beating down the Inquisitors. Perhaps this is the right time to be involved. But since she never knows about the close combat capability of the suit, the ranged repulsor has been tested and indeed, it has a good test on the field. So therefore, after thinking about the methods of attack, repulsor is the choice.

"Transfer the energy needed for repulsor," said Jessica to the AI installed inside the suit. and directed to one of the Inquisitor with automatic aim, she fired it, shot down the Inquisitor in the process, well, one of them. She then helped with the beating of the others with the repulsor blast.

"You look like need some help, sir," said Jessica while looking down on the man, since she's on the sky.

[Esternial]

Washington D.C.

<<This is Ahab. Arrived at designated area>>

"Looks nicer in the pictures." Clarence commented with a coarse voice as he looked down on the smoldering city. It sounded as if he had been smoking throughout his entire life, but the crackle in his voice couldn't be helped. At least the device that allowed him to speak was several leagues ahead of Stephen Hawking's. If anything, Clarence noticed a rough voice like his gave him a little more authority.

His eyes caught the flickering of an orange light at the far end of the aircraft, followed by the cargo hatch slowly opening up. The rumbling of the C-130's engines drowned out any voices coming from the cockpit, but a big green light was the only signal he needed. Calmly he lifted his lumbering body off his seat and approached the edge of the cargo hatch. The man in the trenchcoat stepped forward, his feet finding nothing but air as he began to tumble down towards the ground. The rushing air was cold, but didn't bother him none.

As he fell, Clarence seemed remarkably unconcerned with his lack of a parachute, which became evident when his body approached solid ground. The rumble of the impact sounded throughout the neighborhood, leaving a small crater in the ground. In the center lied Clarence, who got back onto his feet, checked the dirt on his clothes and frowned. Washington D.C. was still a fair distance away, but unfortunately flying too close to the hot zone wouldn't have ended well for the pilot.

He'd have to bridge the distance first.

Electricity twisted and crackled around him as he generated a powerful electromagnetic field, tapping into a vast reserve of power to lift himself into the air and promptly launch himself towards the capital of the United States. Through some uncanny coincidence, he landed not too far from a group of superpowered individuals.

After pulling himself out from the ground, Clarence clambered onto his feet and approached the group, with a confused expression. He addressed the person closest to him, who happened to be Craig.

"Hello" Clarence said with an awkward smile. A short and awkward silence followed.

"Uh. I'm here to help."

[Xavarius]

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Tempest (Hero)
20, Male, Weather Manipulation
Pandora City
Status: Busy

Status: Some dang fool trying to out weather Tempest? Why do you think they call me the Weather Wizard?!
(Image) +83 (Image) -15

LightningRoddy2015 (Fan) 3 min ago

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Why the heck would anyone try to go against the TEMPEST?! NC LOVES YA!
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Tempest watched as the Weather Man tried to deflect the lightning raining down on him, not able to protect himself from all of it. After a few minutes the skies began to clear, Tempest floating down to the so called 'Weather Man', a few cop cars arriving on seen to contain the metahuman. After snapping a selfie and uploading it to Capestagram, Tempest flew off in the direction of the other heroes, hoping he'd be able to help them out with any other issues.

[Boergandina]

Capestagram - The Social Network for Supeheroes

(Image)
Johannes Stahl/Übermensch (Hero)
83, M, Sup. Soldier
Washington, D.C.
Status: Online

Status: Any1 kno Scheiße abt this portal ovr DC? Idk whats up but these wizrads keep running in2 my fists. Plz respond, young folks.
(Image) +3 (Image) -1

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He lowered his HUD in his helmet, dissatisfied with modern communications technology. His status update was sure and correct about one thing- he'd punched a lot of wizards that day. It has only been a few hours, and their numbers did not seem to be quelled in the least. They kept flowing from that hellish warpgate.
He jump-jetted forward, using the momentum to floor several with a single right hook, almost absentmindedly- the flow of battle had taken over, and it was muscle memory from here on. He hoped dearly that someone knowledgeable about this sort of thing would respond- damn these kids and their fancy internets!
He jetted onto one of the hexes, his weight tipping the platform slightly, with it quickly righting itself. He moved between Inquisitors like lightning between conduits. It was trivial, but he worried dearly about their tech disruption- he'd rather not be trapped in an unpowered 456 kilogram suit. So he continued to beat them down, as rapidly as possible, furtively looking to the Rift every few seconds.

Jessica Sherawat/Lady of War
New York City

Observing the situation from the sky, Jessica noticed that someone was beating down the Inquisitors. Perhaps this is the right time to be involved. But since she never knows about the close combat capability of the suit, the ranged repulsor has been tested and indeed, it has a good test on the field. So therefore, after thinking about the methods of attack, repulsor is the choice.

"Transfer the energy needed for repulsor," said Jessica to the AI installed inside the suit. and directed to one of the Inquisitor with automatic aim, she fired it, shot down the Inquisitor in the process, well, one of them. She then helped with the beating of the others with the repulsor blast.

"You look like need some help, sir," said Jessica while looking down on the man, since she's on the sky.

He addressed her. "Looks-", he slugged a Mage into a nearby building, "can be deceiving!" Johannes finally looked to her. "Who're you, anyways, little Mädchen? Is reassuring to see another tech reliant Soldat out here, these hexers look to be some sort of interdimensional Luddite cult. Don't know much, I've been careful to not let them finish their incantations!" He interrupted another one with a jab. "Know anything about that hole in the sky?"

[Altito Asmoro]

Jessica Sherawat/Lady of War
New York City

Observing the situation from the sky, Jessica noticed that someone was beating down the Inquisitors. Perhaps this is the right time to be involved. But since she never knows about the close combat capability of the suit, the ranged repulsor has been tested and indeed, it has a good test on the field. So therefore, after thinking about the methods of attack, repulsor is the choice.

"Transfer the energy needed for repulsor," said Jessica to the AI installed inside the suit. and directed to one of the Inquisitor with automatic aim, she fired it, shot down the Inquisitor in the process, well, one of them. She then helped with the beating of the others with the repulsor blast.

"You look like need some help, sir," said Jessica while looking down on the man, since she's on the sky.

He addressed her. "Looks-", he slugged a Mage into a nearby building, "can be deceiving!" Johannes finally looked to her. "Who're you, anyways, little Mädchen? Is reassuring to see another tech reliant Soldat out here, these hexers look to be some sort of interdimensional Luddite cult. Don't know much, I've been careful to not let them finish their incantations!" He interrupted another one with a jab. "Know anything about that hole in the sky?"

"It's the Rift. You haven't heard of the...telepathic message earlier?" asked Jessica, confused, to the man. Apparently he had yet to heard about it, "From my understanding, The Rift is where the Inquisitor came," as she looked to the downed aliens. Many, wow, the man is strong. "I'm Lady of War. And you are...?" asked Jessica.

[Xavarius]

Roy
Roy and Jason made it out of the water just in time as the newly arrived hero started firing the Weather Man's own lightening bolts back at him. Combining that with Jamie's redirecting of the water. Roy watched as the Weather-Man quite literally got cooked in his own storm. The electricity intensified as the Weather-Man shrieked and twitched uncontrollably before falling out of the sky. Roy raced over to catch him, making it just in time before laying his unconscious body on the ground. He was hurt, but alive.

Relieved that the crisis had now been avoided, Roy turned to the mysterious weather hero who had helped them. "Uh, hey you! Thanks for the help! Who are you exactly?" Roy called to him.

"Tempest," he replied, floating over to them, "Some people call me the Weather Wizard, and works as a nickname, but yeah, Tempest. And y'all are?"

Tempest ran his hand through his white mohawk, smiling as he felt the sun on his dark skin. One crisis down, two to go it seemed. He was hoping that Overseer dude was watching and able to take him back to Washington DC, as creepy as it was that the dude was watching. Tempest brought his attention back to the two in front of him.

"You guys on Capestagram?" he asked, beaming.

Overseer
The Sky Tower

The crisis of the Weather Man was taken care of, causing Overseer to let out a sigh of relief. Now there was only the mutant animals and the Inquisitor Invasion to deal with. He began scanning Washington DC, to see if there was any way he could be of service or if he could provide extra surveillance to anyone. Raising his hand over the machines, Elias felt them telling him that there was another hero who could use his surveillance. Scanning the cameras and frequencies, he began a frantic search for the hero. Typing away, Eli tried every trick he had learned thanks to the power Pandora's Box had given him. After a few minutes of searching cameras, scanning frequencies, and cross-referencing heroes on social media:

"Found her!" he declared, before hacking into her communications systems, "Hello, Lady of War? This is Overseer! I thought you could use some more eyes in the sky, so I am connecting you to the Sky Tower's surveillance feeds of Washington DC. I'll also leave this channel open for communication. Good luck!"

With a press of a button and the input of a code, the heroine could now see all of Washington DC, able to zoom in wherever she needed. At her fingertips was a true birds eye view.

[Altito Asmoro]

Roy
Roy and Jason made it out of the water just in time as the newly arrived hero started firing the Weather Man's own lightening bolts back at him. Combining that with Jamie's redirecting of the water. Roy watched as the Weather-Man quite literally got cooked in his own storm. The electricity intensified as the Weather-Man shrieked and twitched uncontrollably before falling out of the sky. Roy raced over to catch him, making it just in time before laying his unconscious body on the ground. He was hurt, but alive.

Relieved that the crisis had now been avoided, Roy turned to the mysterious weather hero who had helped them. "Uh, hey you! Thanks for the help! Who are you exactly?" Roy called to him.

"Tempest," he replied, floating over to them, "Some people call me the Weather Wizard, and works as a nickname, but yeah, Tempest. And y'all are?"

Tempest ran his hand through his white mohawk, smiling as he felt the sun on his dark skin. One crisis down, two to go it seemed. He was hoping that Overseer dude was watching and able to take him back to Washington DC, as creepy as it was that the dude was watching. Tempest brought his attention back to the two in front of him.

"You guys on Capestagram?" he asked, beaming.

Overseer
The Sky Tower

The crisis of the Weather Man was taken care of, causing Overseer to let out a sigh of relief. Now there was only the mutant animals and the Inquisitor Invasion to deal with. He began scanning Washington DC, to see if there was any way he could be of service or if he could provide extra surveillance to anyone. Raising his hand over the machines, Elias felt them telling him that there was another hero who could use his surveillance. Scanning the cameras and frequencies, he began a frantic search for the hero. Typing away, Eli tried every trick he had learned thanks to the power Pandora's Box had given him. After a few minutes of searching cameras, scanning frequencies, and cross-referencing heroes on social media:

"Found her!" he declared, before hacking into her communications systems, "Hello, Lady of War? This is Overseer! I thought you could use some more eyes in the sky, so I am connecting you to the Sky Tower's surveillance feeds of Washington DC. I'll also leave this channel open for communication. Good luck!"

With a press of a button and the input of a code, the heroine could now see all of Washington DC, able to zoom in wherever she needed. At her fingertips was a true birds eye view.

The feel of able to watch everything in Washington D.C....it is a very very good thing.

"Thanks...Overseer," said Jessica via communication network. She established communication network with him a moment after he connected her with his vastly better network. This Sky Tower is a really good technology. Now that she has the access to widest view of the city and the surveillance, she momentarily thought of something.

"Overseer," said Jessica, with something on his mind. "Can you please check the surveillance and see if there is other threat beside the Inquisitors in here, in this city? Like other threats that needs attentions but were ignored by this time?" said Jessica, as she watched over the man below her, occasionally firing at the Inquisitors who came to checked. The threat more or less may have been neutralized, but still far from the complete neutralization.

"And I need information about this Rift too, the portal, if you know about it, Overseer. Judging from you, I think you already in here longer than me, and may know certain information that I can..perhaps help of."

[Tomia]

Wanda
Wanda was walking down the street toward the town, biting on an apple she kept in her pack, sharing it with Dive. Just before she arrived however, she saw a very strange young man walking towards her. He was messy, and his clothes were covered in blood. As she got closer, she even saw bullet holes. She wrinkled her super sensitive nose, this guy stank. The bullet holes had a weird black color surrounding them. Who the hell was this guy. "Uh hi, just so you know. People don't usually have holes in them." She said playfully, Dive squawking in agreement. "Shouldn't you be in a hospital or something? And uh, I didn't do that right? I don't think I did, but I lose track sometimes." She said to the strange man. "I'm Wanda, anything I can call you other than Stinky Bullet Hole Man?"

Mars
"No offense taken. You're probably right after all." Mars said to Etla before blanking at Kiris' question. He was glad he was in Dragon Knight or everyone would see him blush over the fact that he forgot Kiris' sword. "Uh... Be right back." He said before rushing back to the pod at high speed. He was back in a matter of seconds with Kiris' sword. "Sorry about that sweetie." He whispered to Kiris before turning back to the group. "Anyway, yes we should get a move on. Craig lead the way, and the rest of you keep your distance, and trail behind. When the fighting starts stay out of trouble unless we need help."

Cora
Cora was suddenly knocked over as she stood by with Valancy. What the hell was that? She didn't even see anything approach. She landed on the ground, before seeing a woman where she was once standing. The woman was apologizing at a rapid pace. She was very tall, at least 7 feet. "It's quite alright." Cora said as she pulled herself to her feet. By then the woman had suddenly vanished. "What in the world...?" Cora whispered to herself before she saw Michelle running around the zoo tossing tranquilizers at all the animals she saw.

"Uh wow, that was pretty impressive Ms... Who are you exactly?"

[Xavarius]

"Tempest," he replied, floating over to them, "Some people call me the Weather Wizard, and works as a nickname, but yeah, Tempest. And y'all are?"

Tempest ran his hand through his white mohawk, smiling as he felt the sun on his dark skin. One crisis down, two to go it seemed. He was hoping that Overseer dude was watching and able to take him back to Washington DC, as creepy as it was that the dude was watching. Tempest brought his attention back to the two in front of him.

"You guys on Capestagram?" he asked, beaming.

Overseer
The Sky Tower

The crisis of the Weather Man was taken care of, causing Overseer to let out a sigh of relief. Now there was only the mutant animals and the Inquisitor Invasion to deal with. He began scanning Washington DC, to see if there was any way he could be of service or if he could provide extra surveillance to anyone. Raising his hand over the machines, Elias felt them telling him that there was another hero who could use his surveillance. Scanning the cameras and frequencies, he began a frantic search for the hero. Typing away, Eli tried every trick he had learned thanks to the power Pandora's Box had given him. After a few minutes of searching cameras, scanning frequencies, and cross-referencing heroes on social media:

"Found her!" he declared, before hacking into her communications systems, "Hello, Lady of War? This is Overseer! I thought you could use some more eyes in the sky, so I am connecting you to the Sky Tower's surveillance feeds of Washington DC. I'll also leave this channel open for communication. Good luck!"

With a press of a button and the input of a code, the heroine could now see all of Washington DC, able to zoom in wherever she needed. At her fingertips was a true birds eye view.

The feel of able to watch everything in Washington D.C....it is a very very good thing.

"Thanks...Overseer," said Jessica via communication network. She established communication network with him a moment after he connected her with his vastly better network. This Sky Tower is a really good technology. Now that she has the access to widest view of the city and the surveillance, she momentarily thought of something.

"Overseer," said Jessica, with something on his mind. "Can you please check the surveillance and see if there is other threat beside the Inquisitors in here, in this city? Like other threats that needs attentions but were ignored by this time?" said Jessica, as she watched over the man below her, occasionally firing at the Inquisitors who came to checked. The threat more or less may have been neutralized, but still far from the complete neutralization.

"And I need information about this Rift too, the portal, if you know about it, Overseer. Judging from you, I think you already in here longer than me, and may know certain information that I can..perhaps help of."

"In Washington DC there are some evacuations, but these are being taken care of by the police and EMT's," Overseer responded, "There is a crisis over in Pandora City, but there are other heroes currently taking care of that. As for that Rift, it doesn't appear to follow our laws of physics, seeing as it is of another dimension. I'll see what I can do, perhaps attempt to make contact with some magic users. I would get in touch with Brain, he has done the most against this Rift. Here, I'll mark him on the map."

After a few clicks, he had located the Brain and had marked him for the Lady of War. He smirked, as a thought came to his mind.

"Sky Tower, archive these events. I may use them in a future GM VR Video Game." he said, forgetting that he was still connected with the Lady of War.

[The Republic of Atria]

Michelle heard someone talking right after time snapped back to normal. The woman that she almost knocked over was the one speaking to her. "Oh! Hi! Sorry about almost crashing into you a few seconds ago. I'm Michelle. Michelle Rodriguez." She replied wagging her tail a bit. "I heard about the big kerfuffle that was going down over here, so me and my husband sprung into action. Of course we had to get here from New Mexico, but I'm pretty light on my feet." She explained. "He's helping mop up that Weather-Weirdo at the beach. Say... I know who you are... You're one of the Justice Queens-Oh my God I almost crashed into a Justice Queen." She said with her face blushing.

"I am SOOO sorry! Things were tense and I wasn't thinking straight, or paying attention to where I was going..."

[Altito Asmoro]

The feel of able to watch everything in Washington D.C....it is a very very good thing.

"Thanks...Overseer," said Jessica via communication network. She established communication network with him a moment after he connected her with his vastly better network. This Sky Tower is a really good technology. Now that she has the access to widest view of the city and the surveillance, she momentarily thought of something.

"Overseer," said Jessica, with something on his mind. "Can you please check the surveillance and see if there is other threat beside the Inquisitors in here, in this city? Like other threats that needs attentions but were ignored by this time?" said Jessica, as she watched over the man below her, occasionally firing at the Inquisitors who came to checked. The threat more or less may have been neutralized, but still far from the complete neutralization.

"And I need information about this Rift too, the portal, if you know about it, Overseer. Judging from you, I think you already in here longer than me, and may know certain information that I can..perhaps help of."

"In Washington DC there are some evacuations, but these are being taken care of by the police and EMT's," Overseer responded, "There is a crisis over in Pandora City, but there are other heroes currently taking care of that. As for that Rift, it doesn't appear to follow our laws of physics, seeing as it is of another dimension. I'll see what I can do, perhaps attempt to make contact with some magic users. I would get in touch with Brain, he has done the most against this Rift. Here, I'll mark him on the map."

After a few clicks, he had located the Brain and had marked him for the Lady of War. He smirked, as a thought came to his mind.

"Sky Tower, archive these events. I may use them in a future GM VR Video Game." he said, forgetting that he was still connected with the Lady of War.

GM VR...? Video Game...? What?

She was thoroughly confused after that last remark. GM VR Video Game? What is that? And apparently it means Overseer hides something. Since inside her suit there's communication network, it is not hard for her to record the message and transfers it to her company's digital data storage. It is encrypted, and military-grade encryption and digital security but considering Overseer's likely and vastly more advanced tech, it just needs time before he knows about the message to her.

I'll keep this for later use. Overseer's not someone I can trust, apparently...though Jessica on her mind.

[Shadowwell]

Brain

Brain was still unconscious, even after falling and being caught. He kind of knew what was going one around him, through his power and stuff. Currently in his mind the Warehouse like space was in chaos, or rather it was. It was one of the Side effects of overusing his powers, besides the Physical strain, His inner mind also became disorganized to say the least. Some of the files were on fire, symbolically, while he knew nearly everything there was to know sometimes his mind started to purge the information when stressed. Should that happen he will either have to regain it, or it will reappear given time. He almost had all the fires put out and the Information reorganized, his body could be seen twitching lightly as he did all the mental work.

[Tomia]

Michelle

Cora smiled when Michelle recognized her. She still enjoyed being recognized. She had always wanted fame and to be loved, and now she could get that while serving the public and doing the right thing.

"Ya, I'm Recharge, it's nice to meet you Michelle. And don't worry about knocking me over. But I'm not used to being apologized to when I get hit." She said with a playful smile. "You ran all the way from New Mexico? So you're some kind of speedster huh? Is your husband one too?" She asked curioisly. It was always interesting to meet other people with powers, especially friendly ones.

"Thanks for your help here by the way. That was a really cool trick you pulled out of your sleeve. I'm glad you didn't kill them either. My friend over there would have had a fit." Cora said with a smile, gesturing to Valancy.

[Mavorpen]

New York City contains many monumental feats of human construction--both new and old. Said marvels of human ingenuity gave a sense of pride to the residents of the bustling city. One such building was different from much of the rest. It was famous not for any historical significance nor for its artistic appeal (though it was definitely acknowledged by the architecture experts of the world). Rather, it was famous for two very special reasons fairly unique to itself--one being symbolic and one being practical. The building was the headquarters of a world-famous company--a company that has an established reputation as being one that sees the potential in humanity and seeks to ensure its future. Indeed, everything about the company, and consequently its headquarters, encapsulated humanity's desire for a better future--particularly in its name: the Future Foundation. The presence of the headquarters in New York had significant ramifications for the city as a whole. The average household income skyrocketed, the city became one of the technology capitals of the world, and the city's image was linked to the positive image of the company due to its superhuman crisis relief efforts.

The headquarters formed its own small island off of the coast of New York that was connected to the city via a land-bridge. On the side of the building facing the city were large, emerald letters reading 'FF' vertically. On the top floor of the building, there was simply one room. The elevator leading to it was accessible to only two individuals. Inside of the singular room, a ding rang out as the elevator reached the room. The elevator doors opened and a figure entered the pitch black room. The echoes of the sound of heels hitting the hard floor reverberated throughout the room as the figure stopped before the windows that provided a view of the city. Currently, the windows were covered by specially designed shutters, which was the cause of the darkness of the room. The figure placed their hand on the shutters and a glowing outline formed around their hand. The shutters began raising, and the figure began walking over to a large desk that was a couple of feet away from the windows as the combination of moonlight and lights from the city began pouring into the room, revealing the figure to be a woman as well as revealing hundreds of papers littering the floor. These were, however, paltry sources of light, and the room's systems detected this and reacted by turning on the lights within the room almost immediately.

At the desk was a man sitting in a chair, with his face plastered against it. The woman threw down a large stack of papers, which created a loud thud noise. The man, startled, jumped up and sat upwards, looking around the room in confusion. "Good morning, sir." She stated. He then fixed his eyes on the woman standing beside him. He then turned his swivel chair around and looked outside of the window.

"Morning? It's nighttime." He yawned.

"An astute observation, sir." The woman responded. The man looked at her and raised an eyebrow. "Apologies, sir. Sarcasm is beneath me."

"On the contrary. It fits you perfectly, Yu-ri." The man said, kicking the floor and spinning around in his chair.

"I will take that as a compliment." Yu-ri sighed. "You really should so something about that habit of yours. You cannot run the company by staying up all night and sleeping during the day to work on..." She knelt down and picked up one of the papers on the floor, flipping it over and raising an eyebrow. "...whatever this is." She held up the paper in his face, showing a hand-drawn schematic of half of an unknown device.

The man squinted his eyes. "That's either an anti-matter canon or an anti-matter telescope. Not sure which until I find the other half."

"What it is doesn't concern me so much as the fact that it distracts you from your work, sir." Yu-ri said. Jamal opened his mouth to say something, but she cut him off. "And I mean your actual work. Work that you should probably get to immediately considering you are the CEO." She stated, motioning at the papers on the desk in front of him.

At first glance, that statement might have seemed like a joke. The man sitting in the chair did not give off an air of a CEO at the time--not only because of his neglecting of his work, but also because of his appearance. After all, a black t-shirt and grey sweatpants does not scream 'CEO'. The manner with which Yu-ri spoke to him also probably did not help matters. Regardless though, the fact was that this man was, indeed, the head of the Future Foundation, Jamal Hawkins, and his assistant, Yu-ri, was the only person in the company who could speak him in such a manner. Jamal looked down at the stack and grabbed the edges of the papers, flipping through them quickly. He then looked up at Yu-ri. "Sitrep?"

Yu-ri sighed. "If you insist, sir. The most important thing on the agenda is the Yakuzou-kai. I received a voicemail at roughly 2:35 PM from Komada stating that he's severing ties with us. I called him back multiple times, however he refused to respond.

"That doesn't sound like him."

"When was the last time you spoke with Tomoko?"

"About two months ago. Why?" Before Yu-ri could answer, he suddenly blurted out, "No! You know how she is."

"And that is precisely why we are where we are right now." Yu-ri reached into her right business jacket pocket and took out a smart-phone that she then placed on the desk in front of him. "Call her." Jamal looked down at the cellphone, recognizing it as his own. He didn't bother asking her why she had his cellphone, as he already knew the answer. Tomoko wouldn't respond if he called from any number other than his own, and Yu-ri knew understood this fact entirely. "Well?" Yu-ri said, noticing his hesitation. "Are you going to call, or need I remind you of how vital the Yakuza is to our--"

"Alright already. I'll call, if it means I don't have to listen to one of your speeches again." Jamal picked up the phone and began dialing the number. After hitting the call button, he put it on speakerphone. It only took one ring for the call to be answered.

"<Hello, Jamal.>" A voice on the other end greeted in Japanese.

"<Hey, Tomoko. How are you?>"

"<You can skip the pleasantries. We both know why you are calling me.>"

"<In that case, you probably know how sorry I am about not calling you before now. I've been...busy.>"

"<For two months?>" Tomoko said, her voice raising slightly for the first time in the conversation. "<And I suppose you want me to believe that you weren't forced to call me by Yu-ri given the convenience of the fact that my father has severed ties with your company. Do you truly believe me to be so gullible?>"

"<Well, it's awfully convenient that you've refused to answer her calls but yet you wasted no time answering mine.>" Jamal remarked, glancing up at Yu-ri, who buried her face in her right hand in response to his snark. An uncomfortable silence followed his comment and lasted about 10 seconds before Tomoko responded.

"<I suppose that I am gullible, after all....>" She simply stated.

"<How does dinner in about... 5 hours sound? I can have one of my personal jets housed in Japan send you over.>"

"<I accept. I will speak with my father. Oh, and hello, Yu-ri.>"

"Hello, Tomoko." Yu-ri replied. With that, Tomoko hung up.

"You really should learn Japanese." Jamal remarked

"Please, I'm fluent in Japanese. You would know that if you actually read my résumé, sir." Yu-ri sighed.

"Résumés are bullshit." Jamal shot back. "So, what's next?"

"Well, currently, there is an extraterrestrial invasion occurring in DC and a Xantheian pulse has mutated the animals in the Pandora City Zoo. Both are in the progress of being dealt with by not only the Justice Queens, but also other heroes."

"Oh, is that all?" Jamal sarcastically asked. "Does either one require my intervention?"

"No. We predict that both will be resolved by the heroes very soon. Rather, there is a third event that is of greater interest, though it's already been dealt with." Yu-ri said, flipping through the stack of papers until she reached one page in particular and then pulled it from the stack. She placed it on top of the stack, revealing it to be a photo of Weather-Man. Jamal gave her a look that was very easily decipherable. "Yes, again. Would you like to break him out again?"

"Did he do anything productive?"

"No."

"Leave him."

"Very well, sir. That's all. Everything else is pretty much just an update on the financial side of--" Suddenly, a beeping sound began coming from her left jacket pocket. She reached into it and took out her own phone. After a few seconds, a frown formed on her face. "It would appear that Dr. Jackson has not heeded your warnings."

"Oh, for fuck's sake..." Jamal scowled. "I'll take care of it. You stay and stand-in for me." He said, standing up and beginning to head for the elevator. Yu-ri tapped on his shoulder, stopping him.

"Sit? I would recommend that you make yourself more...presentable, first." She said, gesturing at his unkempt appearance. "If I may speak candidly...you smell." She remarked, her nose crumpling slightly.

"...Fair enough." Jamal said.

[Gratis Suid-Alfashir Republiek]

"Absolutely dpectacular" Cedric called before he ran and slid towards the lipn, coming to a halt just before the legs. Wasting no time, he quickly grabbed the end of the hose that fores out water and cut a path around the legs of the isolating each leg. Realising the hose of was still attached to the wall, he took out his knife and quickly cut through. He tied the two enss together tightly before giving a thumbs up to Andre "Alright mate, I think we're good" he said, putting his knife back into its holder. He looked over at Jonathan "Think you can pop a dart into it?"

“Of course” Jonathan said, pointing the rifle and shooting the Lion one of the legs, the lion gave a final roar and was knocked out by the dart. Jonathan saw that he only had one dart left and while looking at both Cedric and Andre, said “the bad news is that I only got one dart left, so I hope that either we find more darts or that this lion was the most dangerous animal of the zoo” loading the remaining dart into the rifle he asked “Now what do we do next?”

Cedric looked around the zoo for a moment "Tell you what we do next" he said, looking at Jonathan "See if Missus Nature over there can use her nature powers to make us a nice cage for the lion. From the looks of her handiwork, I'd say she's more than capable of making the tree cage strong enough to hold the lion and durable enough to withstand constant claw attacks on it." He answered, before shouting "Oi! Can you do me a favour?" He called towards Valancy

[Turmenista]

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