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Thread: Metropolis [The Super RP]

Shit... Rain Adrian almost slammed his head into the desk he was sitting at, looking out the window of the classroom he sat in, watching as the rain picked up with dismay from inside, not paying attention to the instructor droning on and on about business. The young male sat obediently at his desk, his eyes scanning the papers and books in front of him, waiting for his class to end, it was almost over, the instructor at the podium had almost finished the topic, and Adrian had taken all his notes. When the lecture ended Adrian quickly gathered his books into his bag and stood up, he had taken this class as an elective, it was on electronics, it was handy to learn how electricity worked after all, it was Adrian's livelihood. Adrian stepped out of the classroom, the lecture and dismay from the rain fresh in his brain. He didn't have a car, instead he usually walked to the university or simply used his powers to move from place to place, in the rain it would be quite difficult to get to his home or to his hideout using that method, and he hated the rain, it stung when it touched his skin and made using his powers quite difficult, at least without hurting himself. He would need to take a bus home likely. The male's appearance often drew a few eyes his way, oddly shaped scars covered his form, a half-moon under his right eye being the most distinctive of them, he was attractive, with his dark hair worn long and his eyes usually focused and sincere. Adrian moved through the hallway, sighing miserably as he pulled the hood of his sweatshirt up over the long dark hair that framed his face, looking out into the foyer, the university was full of life even with the dismal whether outside, students and visitors moved from place to place with an urgency that could only fit within the setting, for some reason, Adrian had always found the energy calming for some odd reason, he liked it a lot, it felt... right. Adrian walked down the steps from the second story of the great building, slipping his hands into the pockets of the dark jeans he wore. Adrian stepped put to the door of the science building, yawning as he went, holding his backpack close to his body so his books wouldn't get wet, his notebook between him and the pack. Adrian had a good reason to loathe the rain, puddles were everywhere, and it took grounded boots to cross them. Adrian's next target was the engineering wing. The male took a breath and began to hurry across the way to the engineering building, his checkpoint to safety. Adrian began, moving quickly across, he had no idea what time it was, and chances were he might miss the bus. Adrian moved to the engineering building, passing by a female with dark skin that caught his attention for a moment. Excuse me He said, passing by her in a hurry, glancing at her face as he went by, not noticing as he dropped a small green notebook as he passed by. Adrian stopped once he reached the building, getting out of the rain and taking a breath of relief, not totally soaked at least, though he realized he dropped the notepad shortly after..
Thread: Metropolis [The Super RP]

Robert trails through the crowd of people like any normal person. Though as he did so people seemed to riot against each other. Foul weather? Oh well. He mutters out softly before continuing on. His hands tucked nicely in his pockets of a brown trench coat. Hmmm, I need a challenge.... These people.... such a bore. He says to himself. Half thinking and half muttering. Though as he was searching for a solution he found a wet newspaper in the rain. His green eyes stared at it for a moment before picking it up. Luckily the paper wasn't wet enough to smeer off the words or pictures. New bank? Heh.... That sounds like a test. He says before wadding the paper up. Throwing it away Robert continued to walk. Looking around he picks off a nice couple of people. Lifting his hand up he focuses real hard. Suddenly each of them goes blank in the face. 'Now.... you remember wanting so terribly wanting to rob the nearest bank. Your family is poor and needs the money.' With that he grins before heading off. The black hair'd man sticks his hands back into his pockets. It wasn't more than thirty minutes before the people were out to the Metropolis bank. The group caused a mass panic as Robert merely watched out in the background of a group of people.
Thread: Metropolis [The Super RP]

Theo Altez is seated in a dark room, aware of some few of its features. There is a chair it is wooden, sufficiently sturdy not to break when tipped, rammed against the floor concrete repeatedly, or twisted. He is tied to the chair. There is a table also wooden, cheaper and likely less sturdy than the chair. On the table is a pen, and a sheet of blank, white paper along the paper's right edge, and the edge of the table near it, are rust-shaded discolorations. These are his own blood. There are two glasses on the table. Both are filled with wine one is empty. The other is untouched. Theo drank from one glass. Things are provided in this manner at business meetings of the type he is familiar with. This is not such a meeting. There is no job no person that must be hurt, no thing that must be obtained, no message that must be sent. The only person here is- yes. He's here now. It is sufficiently dark in the room that the eye surrounds a moving figure, even a visible one, with afterimages and faint entanglements of shadow. There is only one candle, and he is stepping into its light. His skin- not skin - is pale ornamented - carved - with whorls and wire and sheen. His joints are smoothly rotating spheres the faintest tick-tick-tick accompanies their movement. He picks up the glass of wine, and holds it in the manner of a gentleman delicately, two fingers on the stem. He does not drink cannot drink. He has no face. Only the mask, hollow and eyeless and pale gray. The color of the darkness behind one's eyes. Theo shuts his eyes, does not see. He is aware, moments later, of being slapped the contact like the impact of a bullet. His jaw moves loosely, muscle strained his eyes open again. You are not concentrating, Theo. Hands are undoing his bonds the figure is still standing, a few feet away. He does not seem to have moved. The wine remains in the glass. The hands finish, and crawl, obscenely, over his shoulders, to his neck the faintest touch of metal. You are aware, I think, Theo, that you have been keeping bad company. He steps forward his hands grip the pen. I require names. These names will, almost certainly, lead to your death if it is known you provided them. You are aware of this, acutely. Theo is weeping, slightly the tears finding their way out from the corner of the eye. Are you also aware that, among many cultures, the ornamentation of bone is a profound and delicate art? The stranger's hand- attached to a limb this time- rests gently on his shoulder there is the sharp, ammoniac odor of urine. The hand itself is jeweled, and delicately worked. It is very beautiful. Theo begins to write. Ah, very good, very good. A shame you will not have the opportunity to spend another night in my company. When you are finished, this warehouse is at the corner of 2nd street, and copper lane. Your effects will be returned. The hand undergoes a parody of a reassuring pat. The list of names is completed, the paper rolled up and stored somewhere there is a sound like quiet hinges. The touch of metal grows into a bite. Theo falls. The Galatean is beginning his work.
Thread: Metropolis [The Super RP]

Slime sighs as he rests in the vents again, having only left a few pieces of himself here and there that would dry up if not kept hydrated correctly. He slumps around the vents and just has his audible senses active for now, wondering if he could at least help with someone at the moment before the sound of a news station hits his lobes. Robbery in progress? he thinks to himself, sloshing himself through the vents and peering down from the duct to the television that is currently giving the broadcast. It appears to this reporter that the Metropolis Bank is currently being robbed from what appeared to be unarmed civilians... the tv trails off as Slime continues to move through the vents, looking for a way to get to the bank before noticing that it was still raining. gah... dammit... he curses as he cannot help but appear to sigh in the vents, thinking for a few moments and calculating the data he has at hand. If I can produce enough density and get inside of that hamster ball i could roll myself through the sewers... he thinks to himself before nodding, sloshing down into an empty science lab and grabbing the exercise ball and a pair of coat hangars. Within minutes the exercise ball sploshes into the sewers with slime inside, the coat hangars acting as crude appendages to grab crevices and cracks to guide the ball through the creature's familiar 'lair' of a sort, on his way to stop a robbery.
Thread: Metropolis [The Super RP]

The building was a lot larger than she had expected, but it was the new scenery that caused her to get lost in the area. Kesha had just transferred into the Metropolian area, so everything was rather new to her. As she wandered and brushed off the few droplets that stuck to her person, she nearly walked into another person passing by. He gave a curt ??excuse me?? at the same time she had, before rushing off without a glance backwards. Such a strange fellow in her mind, but as she allowed her gaze to draw away from his retreating back, she noted a small notebook on the ground. ??And I thought I was clumsy?? she chuckled, as she knelt down to pick it up. It wasn??t too heavy, just a simple one-subject notebook with a green covering. Slender hands flipped it back and forth between each palm, as if checking it out. It was then that she rolled her eyes, wondering why the hell would she want to examine the thing, when she should give chase and return it to him. Even though she knew she should have, she just stood there, moving no muscle to exert excess energy, as she flipped through the notebook. The caramel skinned female didn??t even read what was in it, but rather, admired the scrawling handwriting there. Her own wasn??t as neat, more of a sloppy slash on the page that left her professors cringing in fear when she would turn in a handwritten essay or lab. After another moment of flipping through the pages, she decided that there weren??t enough pages blank for her to use. ??He??ll be back for it if it??s important.? With half a thought, she began to wander the school grounds again, busying herself by reading the notebook. Whether or not she noted that she was walking didn??t seem to cross her mind, as she continued to wander down the hallway of the building. He would have a harder time retrieving the notebook, now that it was in her hands and moving person. But with her distracted mind, Kesha continued to think that ??he??d be back? to get his notebook from her, so she??d keep hold of it until he did.
Thread: Metropolis [The Super RP]

Adrian began to search for his missing notebook, before finally remembering he had dropped it in front of that woman he almost ran into, The male peeked outside, and not seeing it on the raining. The young male pressed the palm of his hand to his face, sighing with frustration. This was proving to be a long day. Adrian pulled his pack back onto his shoulders, looking around and beginning to walk in the direction that the woman had likely gone, why she had walked off with it he had no clue... Adrian sighed, yeah, this was unwelcome. The male looked back outside to where she had been when he nearly bumped into her previously, checking again just in case he actually still had his notebook in his possession one more time before deciding to follow after her. Adrian's notebook had things in it he would rather people didn't read, it didn't have any mention of his alter ego as a vigilante, though it had a lot of notes on electricity, and magnetism, and more notes for his classes. The young man figured it was best if he went after it so he began searching through the building, looking for the female he had almost run into earlier. Adrian's handwriting was quite neat, and his notebook was decorated in many places with little doodles, products of the young man's over-active imagination, as well as notes for his various classes. Adrian liked to personalize his things, unfortunately he was clumsy enough to drop them. Adrian cursed himself several times as he strode through the hallways, looking for that mysterious female who for some off reason walked off with his notes, perhaps looking for him to return them? He could only hope. Adrian searched through the buildings for a few minutes, taking mental notes on where she could have gone. finally catching sight of her inside the building. Since it wasn't raining inside, Adrian could take his time, raindrops hurt like hell. The male wandered through the hallways almost as aimlessly as she did, finally wandering down the right hallway. When Adrian finally spotted her, he sped up, walking up beside the female who currently held onto his green notebook excuse me miss Adrian tapped the female on the shoulder, trying to get her attention. Um, that's my notebook Adrian pointed sheepishly to the notebook the female held in her hands, a small blush on his face, it was a little embarrassing asking for a note he had dropped in such a clumsy fashion. Adrian's hand remained out expectantly, his other raising to lower his hood and move some of the long dark hair from his eyes. Adrian took this time to examine the female, getting a better look this time around. He was actually quite surprised, her eyes were quite vivid. Adrian remained casual, his eyes focused on hers when he spoke Could I have it back? Certainly an odd way to meet someone...
Thread: Metropolis [The Super RP]

i have something, passing it to you now. U'Vas took a look at the the data, a headline from OMNI declaring the birth of AI, an article from Science Today from 8 years before about revolutionary new semiorganic computer processor and storage devices, and the file on the inventor of both, a man named John Chandler. this doesn't make sence, this guy drops out of collage with below average scores, and six months later invents something that revolutionizes computers? not just a small one either but a one hundred and thirty four leap!?!? do a scan for anomalies, this wouldn't be the first time i've come across myself making some change or other. already done, check display three. U'Vas looked at the screen, in bewilderment, it was rife with different colores, each one some form of quantum distortion. My god what am i looking at? unknown, i recommend a trip to probe further, i've gotten about as much info as i can get form this end of the time line. for the first time in a very long time U'Vas looked at something he hadn't seen before, and he felt a thrill of excitement and nervous energy Alright, get me some clothes that would fit the era, double power to the anchor, and increase the tether sensitivity by twenty percent, lets go take a look around. he said in high spirits, for the scientist in him, after sitting dormant for so long, had once again risen to the surface.
Thread: Metropolis [The Super RP]

After hours on end of research on the internet for information on the latest big-ticket item arriving to the city, Marilou had fallen asleep at her keyboard yet again. There was a discoloration on the stain of her desk from all the times her saliva had leaked from her sleeping mouth and dried there, giving her half a mind to just scrap the thing and get stainless steel one. When she woke up to the uncomfortable light of her computer monitor, she blinked a few times before rubbing her eyes and squinting to see what she had found. Amongst the small-ticket antiquities like old Faberge eggs or simple large shiny rocks, there was one true figurative diamond in the rough. The article wasn't specific, only that it was a revolutionary computer device or program, she was too groggy to tell exactly at the moment. She wouldn't need much in terms of equipment, a quick transfer mini-HD if it was software, or a messenger bag if it was a piece of hardware, and if it was some huge apparatus, well...then she'd be plum outta luck then.
Thread: Metropolis [The Super RP]

After a short time of wandering and flipping through the pages, Kesha felt a tap on her shoulder, which caused her to turn to face the said reason. Her eyes roamed up and down on the male before her, taking in his crisp hair and noting that he didn??t look dashing to send her into a daze, but he wasn??t so bad that she felt she needed to run before he started some geek conversation with her. It wasn??t that she wasn??t one herself on some levels, but that didn??t mean she wanted to get trapped in a ??friendly?? conversation. However, it seemed that conversational things were the last thing on this guy??s mind, as he plainly asked for the notebook back. At first, she was attempted to withhold the notebook on the grounds that this could be anyone??s notebook, and he was just trying to claim something, though rather small and pointless, that wasn??t his. Then again, she??d be lying to say so, since she saw who it was that dropped it. Slender fingers flipped the notebook shut, before tilting her head at him. ??Well, hello to you, too.? she replied in turn, noting that he forgot his manners and went straight into asking for his notebook back rather than greet her properly as a stranger. ??You should be careful next time. What if this held your secret identity as some superhero or villain? I??d have busted you.? the caramel skinned women jested, handing it back to him by pressing it against his chest gently, before stepping back. ??Well, I suppose I??ll see you around, stranger.? with that, she turned and pulled out her schedule to find her class. Dark locks swooshed in her movement, caressing smooth seeming skin, as she expected him to mossy along and rush to wherever he was rushing to, while she contemplated. And meanwhile, a bank robbery was in play? but that??s alright, because she was going to get the grand pleasure of ignorant bliss of what was occurring in the city, while attending a grand and exciting class!
Thread: Christmas Cheer

Grace Stevens 19 36 D auburn hair and hazel eyes medium sized, 5'4 spunky, intelligent, desperate ------- A rush of anxiousness overtook the sophomore as she waited in the lobby of the boys dorm. It was a rather good sized common area and with it being so close to Christmas break, most people were gone home already. Not Grace though. She was stuck without the cash to fly home so lucky enough the dorm buildings were open. It had been a boring but hard past few days. Finals ended, which was good, but coupled with not being able to go home she and her boyfriend of 2 years had split...for good. He was moving to the other side of the world and things didn't really end on a good note. She told herself it was better this way though. He was a lousy boyfriend all around and not to mention awful in bed, which is why she was seated anxiously in the boys common room. She needed laid...and badly so she had started instant messaging another guy that had stayed over break. The conversation was causal at first and the auburn haired sophomore had made it known she was bored out of her mind and would do anything...anything to remedy it. Grace was more than willing to let go at the moment and have as much fun and pleasure as she could. It'd make her seem like a slut, offering herself to a guy she barely knew and possibly any other guys hanging around, but she was willing to take the chance right now. Goosebumbs rose up on her soft caramel colored skin at the thought of actually being satisfied for once, whether it was in the guys dorm, bathroom, or even in the common area itself. There was the chance he was some nerd or some creep, but she just wanted fucked and fucked right. Still she was a bit worried about her image. She hadn't guys that called a girl bitch and spit and were generally rude to women especially during sex. Talking dirty was fine, but things got out of hand sometimes. Still the hazel eyed girl figured she'd be ok. He had to get there first though.
Thread: Christmas Cheer

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Thread: Amazonian Search (BlisteredBlood x Guardian)

It would be his pain to know, that the heat she was in wouldn't end just with one breeding. She would need him again, inside of her, his seed and DNA planted again. Breeding was usually the only times nagas searched out others of their kind. But for the moment she slept, annoyed by her animal instinct to breed. She moved slowly and carefully as she slept as if unsure if the eggs that had been developing within her for a while were actually fertilized. Perhaps he would leave now, now that he had been raped...used... hurt. Now more than ever she didn't want him near her, she didn't want that to happen again, even if her instincts said it should.
Thread: Amazonian Search (BlisteredBlood x Guardian)

About several minutes passed as Dante bathed in the river, thinking over to what had happened to him. It was no doubt difficult to handle within the recesses of his mind, but even with this setback - if one were to call it that, anyway - Dante still had a job to do.he had to shake it off as best as he could and refocus his energies into capturing the naga and taking her in. But after this, this made it personal. And when things got personal, that made Dante angry. And when things made Dante angry, someone was going down. Hard. Several more minutes elapsed before he eventually stepped out of the river then sat on the shoreline in thought, the look on Dante's face having now changed into a look of pure anger and rage. He didn't care about the reward money now. He just wanted to put a lethal round in that naga's head, bring her corpse back and just get the proof needed that the species was in existence somewhere within this area. It would have to come at a later date, though. Right now, he had to put that anger aside and think of a way to capture her.
Thread: Amazonian Search (BlisteredBlood x Guardian)

It took a while for her to wake up again and when she did, she slipped right back into the water for another mild bath. Though her gaze was on the crocodile that had taken up roost near where she slept. The creature seemed to know very well enough to leave her alone, so she left it alone. She scented the air with her tongue as she lounged in the chilled water, searching the air for any sign of the human male that she had raped. She couldn't smell him, and there didn't seem to be a two-legged man careening clumsily through the Amazon foliage, and so she relaxed for the most part.
Thread: Amazonian Search (BlisteredBlood x Guardian)

During the time that Dante sat there on the ground, his mind went over the various ways he could use to rip the naga apart. He thought about tearing into her with his bare hands, but at the same time, he could just keep plugging her with tranquilizer rounds until she was in a coma before skinning her lower serpentine body alive and fashion a belt out of it. Oh, there was such a litany of things he could do to her in an act of revenge for what she had done to him, that he just couldn't sit around thinking about it. With that sense of frustration burning freely in his mind, Dante would then begin to put his clothes back onto his body piece at a time until he was now fully clothed. Once dressed, Dante then began to head for the naga. This isn't over, you snake-bitch. This time, you got me mad. He thought as he walked.