Feudal America - A super-power RP in modern day America (Game Thread)

Lunar Templar

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the Elevator dinged and Lenneth got in, and rode it to the first floor, where she found some one that didn't look like that had much longer not far from the elevator. the man seemed to be in a great deal of pain and nature of his injury's where fatal, Lenneth put her hand on the mans chest and he looked at her "rest now" she said, pulling the life force from the man in such away as to not add it his suffering.

Lenneth's wound faded and the man past on, seemingly grateful for her 'act of mercy' selfish as it was for her, Lenneth closed his eyes and folded his arms across his chest before exiting through a side door, it was at that point she noticed smoke coming from the roof "just wonderful" she said, flying up to have a look.
 

Viking Incognito

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Saturday slipped into the room of Paul Momund. He worked in the meat section at the local grocery store, and he was not a good man.

Paul had been turning people in to the McNiles, a snitch, for minor infractions of their ridiculous rules that resulted in the death penalty. Everyone knew he did it and they all hated him, but they couldn't do anything because his service was re-payed with protection. But there was no-one here now. The McNiels were busy fighting, and Paul Momund was all alone in his hospital room with a dislocated shoulder and a broken leg. His disgusting fat, which he gained by taking the food of the people he sent to death, jiggled as he rolled over in his sleep. He was a parasite.

Last month, he had snitched on one of the families in Saturday's congregation, and all 4 of them, both parents and daughters, were killed. There crime was being illegal immigrants, as if that meant anything anymore.

Saturday locked the door behind him and fingered the vile of the Baron's Liqueur in his pocket. It would be quick and mostly painless, but that was too good for Paul Momund.

The large Haitian man walked over to Paul's bedside and slapped him in the face to wake him up. He angrily sat up, only to trow himself back down in pain after putting pressure on his broken leg. Saturday wrapped his big strong hand over Paul Momund's mouth to silence him. The fat man's arms were large and powerful, but his damaged shoulder meant he could only use one, and he was still lethargic from the pain killers.

"You ah a snitch arhnt you?" Saturday asked him calmly. Paul Momund tried to shake his head but Saturday stopped him.

"Don't deny it. I know you ah. Evreh one dose. You built up alot of baaad Juju, and you 'ave got de Baron's attention."

With that Saturday smoothly slid a scalpel into Paul Momund's throat, sliding it across his flesh in a sideways line. He smiled as Paul Momund struggled, his energy dying as rapidly as he was. The witch doctor held Paul firmly in place until at last he stopped moving. Then he wiped the blade on the pillowcase, put it back in his pocket, and exited the room.

As he walked down the hall he heard Luke call to him from the other end,

""

Saturday knew it had to be Rico, the man with un-pierceable skin, he and the winged girl were the only ones in the hospital with powers, and the blood dripping from Luke's split lip meant he had lost a fight, so it was Rico.

"" Saturday said, heading for the elevator.

Kudos if you guess the reference
 

The Harkinator

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James breathed deeply and took the gun handle. "My power makes me faster, but I see everything slower. It should give me time to line up a shot." James felt the weight of the gun. It looked simple enough to use, even if he didn't know how to reload. But that didn't matter since he didn't have anything to reload it with.

'What was this part called? This one? Is the safety on? No it can't be, I don't think so.' These thoughts combined into one: Protect the Ent-Man from the McNeils.

James examined the gun. "So I just point and squeeze? I'll do it."
 

Viking Incognito

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Saturday exited onto the roof of the hospital and saw Rico looking over the side of the building.

"Rico, what ah ya doin? Why did you set de roof on fiah?"

"I didn't, that-"

"Listen, you ah on lots of meds right now, you ahn't tinkin clearly. Come with me bahck to your room and I can 'elp you." He spoke in a calm, reassuring tone of voice, as friendly as can be. Just a doctor concerned about his patient.
 

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The man was beginning to cry, he could not tell what would be worse, the wrath of Miriam could be worse later, but this guy...he was something else. The razor was pushing up and beginning to rip skin, it was painful beyond all belief as it was dull in a few areas and rough all over. "Stop! Stop please...I-what did you want me to tell you? Miriam right? That is all you want to know?"

Fromanzio leaned in and whispered. "That, and anything else you may know, such as how to reach her." He backed away slowly, letting off of the razor. Blood began to seep from the wound. The man looked at the ground and was almost crying as he said "She is in the palace! She is the most powerful of the supers and she has us waiting on her hand and foot! She has spies everywhere and oh god...please let me go."

Fromanzio stepped away and started pondering. "Oh, oh my! As we figured! A watcher quietly pulling the strings from afar! How interesting but so useless at the same time. We will need to get some more information. Pray tell, who would know more?" The soldier coughed out a laugh. "For that, you would need to capture one of her supers. Good luck with that one! Henry could eat you alive and even his little brother could probably-" The soldier immediately stopped and looked terrified. "Oh no, what have I done...Henry..."

Fromanzio laughed and hooted, "Oh so there is a boy then? Why would you assume Fromanzio would go in and try to interrogate him? Such an interesting thought though. Perhaps we could pay him a visit? Not with you of course, we are going to kill you now. Thanks for the information though. Really, you were excellent."

The soldier looked down and back up. "Do what you will, I deserve it at this point." Fromanzio looked highly disappointed at that. "What? You want this? Boring, so dreary and boring. Perhaps we can use you for another purpose then. Fromanzio removed a razor blade and placed it on a nearby stick. It cut in and stayed. The jester then kicked the soldier over and ripped off his shirt. "Wha-what are you oh god stop!" Fromanzio cut deep into the man's flesh, carving the words "diebus vestris computati sunt".

Fromanzio placed the two pistols in the stash. He loved looking at the stash. It had an array of guns, mostly gathered in his mafia days. Several uzis, pistols and one assault rifle. The only ones missing from the day he left the mafia are the two he used. They were out of ammo and pretty useless. Aside from that, Fromanzio has a large two by four with a nail in the end, a flashlight, many cans of assorted foods and several large knives. The stash was located on top of a high roof in the slums. Nobody had ever found him so far and he hoped that it would stay undefiled as there was no way to reach it without some mode of flight.

Fromanzio hoisted the soldier. He was very quiet, he knew what fate awaited him. The McNeil household was not too far away and while this would be on the outskirts, the clown hoped Miriam would understand the message. Froamnzio only knew a few phrases in Latin, and this was his favorite. Indeed, she would meet fate soon. A very knifey fate.

Fromanzio hovered above a quieter zone of battle and dropped the soldier face first. His screams were loud enough to give Fromanzio's position away so Fromanzio quickly jetted off. He decided to return to the corpses of the two hind guard soldiers that were not taken. He was glad to see their bodies had still yet to be recovered in the madness. He lifted their radio transmitters and flew off again. A trap was going to take place soon, and he knew just where to put it.

Smoke could be seen from his viewpoint too, the hospital had somehow been lit ablaze!

Someone is trying to outdo you, they seem to be succeeding.

Be quiet, there is work to do right now.
 

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Manny was already past the corner when he had to take a breath of fresh air. He was visible for a second, but the crying young boy didn't notice him. Many then opened fire on the pickup truck, causing the boy to fall on his back and lay there petrified. Henry was already up above the buildings as he sprang on a nearby rooftop towards Mark, and he couldn't see his brother being shot at.

Manny had to stop and check his weapon, which forced him to cease his invisibility streak. At that time the young teenager had fallen from the side of the truck and entered the clinic he stopped at before, crying out to the people inside to run away from the army man. Manny, unaware of the situation inside the house proceeded forward and positioned himself from behind the pickup truck, then opened fire on the house. Bloodcurdling screams echoed through the establishment as seemingly dozens of patients were hit with bullets. Manny was certain what he found was a house filled with the regime's elite, but instead he was shooting on unarmed civilians without notice. Inside both Martin and Sarah had to deal with these new startling developments.
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Back up on the rooftop, the beast that was Matthew was stalking Mark as its prey. It got ready to pounce at the unsuspecting sniper, his power proving pointless against such a close-ranged attacker. Henry had already jumped up to the rooftop and witnessed the sniper above who he thought had shot his uncle. He aimed at the sniper, his hands slipping and the force from the shot made all of the shots he released but the first miss its intended target. The first one did indeed hit the sniper in his upper right chest, but the rest of the bunch move away from the soldier ? and up towards the thing that appeared from the shadows. Catching Matthew completely off-guard, the hail of bullets collided with his body and sent him flying back and over to the street, where he was hit the hardest when he collided with the concrete floor.

Mark had struggled to keep himself on his feet but the pain had already threw him off his balance.

"Dirk, jump for me!", Mark managed to let out a yell as he tumbled down the roof. Dirk threw the machine-gun on the floor and turned around to face Mark, then went forward with his famous sprint. It seemed as if the behemoth was about to smack right into his teammates, but before he could do that he jumped up on the turned over jeep and pushed himself forward. The human projectile caught Mark as he was falling down and crashed into the first story window of an office overlooking 4th avenue with Mark safe in his arms. They were both without their weapons, but at least they were alive. In the middle of all of that confusion Henry decided to shoot at the others from up above, starting with that animalistic thing he couldn't recognize from earlier.

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Warren had already trapped four of the McNeil soldiers before the continues fire from the rest stopped. The two remaining McNeil men dropped their weapons and ran away towards the 4th avenue, having all other paths blocked. They entered the intersection and watched in horror as the military and other unknown supers fought, only recognizing Henry standing up above on a rooftop holding his rifle.

Jenna was the only free McNeil left at the scene. Her husband's family trapped by the vines of that thing, all she cared for was Ben? her Ben. But fate deemed her unworthy, and a mere mortal had shot the poor man in the head before he could return to his previous form. Twisted and broken, the body of the elastic man Ben laid on the edge of the sidewalk, its head cracked open. Jenna sprinted towards the perpetrator, her body pushing the vines wrapping against her skin and tearing them apart. It was then that John retreated back to his cover and conversed with James. Those entangled by the vines of Warren had all stopped resisting the inhuman creature that rendered them useless.

Jenna met John as he left his hiding place and expected to witness James blow away the captured McNeil family members, her mighty fist connecting with his face and throwing him back. Her heavy bones almost crushed the poor man's cheekbone, but she wasn't about to let go of the man that had killed her lover.
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There are the rest of the McNeil family inside the palace. Women, children, elderly, the whole bunch that couldn't shoot at you. Also, the people that survived have overpowered the rest of the family (The four blokes with firearms and Flinch) and have taken their weapons. Now they are getting inside the palace to rape, pillage and wreck shit. Sorry I couldn't make a proper post, I'm tired as all fuck. Dan is still fighting the Condor on the second floor. The old mastermind is in the third floor in a locked bedroom, trying to control the battle. The people entering will be killing kids and raping women, I guarantee you that. Are you going to stop them? Are you going to join? Also, drmigit2, you can have your chat with the soldier and fly off towards the palace. Basically after this we need to finish the hospital scene, the looting scene (where is shadowstar?) and 4th avenue.
Sorry for the inconvenience. Go nuts.
 

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He rushed at the man named Mark. But then he saw a man fly up into view. Gun in hand. He was going to kill his prey! Too late to withdraw now. This wasn't going to end well. But Aiken's reaction times were peak, he braced himself. Adrenaline flooded him still. The first shot hit his prey. Then there were two more that missed. The three last shots hit Aiken. One ripped into his shoulder, one through his stomach and the third raked his thigh. The two shots had been enough to make Matthew tumble backwards and over the ledge.

Aiken's claws flailed as he struggled to grip onto something, he realized there was an iron staircase, a fire escape if you will. His claws fumbled for it, causing his body to smash against the cold iron and send numbing pain through him. The adrenaline dulled the ache, but it wouldn't last forever. Aiken let go, falling the rest of the way and smacking into the concrete with a pained howl, he rolled in his lying form towards the building by instinct, his rib must've fractured, because it sent searing shards of pain through his torso. His breathing was laboured and he tasted blood in his mouth. The good news was that the wounds were already beginning to heal. He took shelter underneath the fire escape staircase, luckily out of sight as Henry went to the edge to most likely shoot him a few more times.

Why had they shot at each other though. Weren't these super humans allies? Something was off and Matthew couldn't place it. His mind recoiled and he huddled up, one claw dug into his shoulder, ripping the bullet out and flaying the scaly skin, but that pain was nothing compared to his gut or his rib. He tugged down his scarf with a large amount of effort and coughed up a small amount of blood, wisps of green smoke left his mouth constantly, his poison production active as the adrenaline hadn't fully dissipated yet.
 

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More miscalculations! The McNeils had seen him shoot Ben! And one of them had the power to tear herself free from the Ent's restraints - he should have been prepared for that possibility!

These thoughts raced through his mind as soon as felt the pure rage and sorrow of the woman's mind; furious currents that completely overwhelmed her every thought. And all the raging energy of that hurricane was focused on one thing, John!

Too slowly, John began to duck away and shout "Stop h-" but was cut off by an unnaturally powerful fist smashing into his cheek and flinging him back across the yard into a wall; the collision softened only by some of the newly grown vines.

He was not dead, but there was no way he would be able to get away - he wasn't sure he could even get to his feet in under a minute. Worse, the enraged woman began to advance on John; he was not entirely sure what her power was (some sort of super strength? His mind raced) but judging by that punch she could surely kill him.

But in her rage at John she had forgotten all others around her; she totally was exposed.

One of the civilian women had begun to sprint towards a discarded rifle (the furthest from the Ent), but she would be far to slow to save John. The other had been helping the wounded man.

So his life lay in the hands of an enraged Ent, an accelerating man, and a half empty glock.
 

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Warren was occupied. Those soldiers bound before him struggled lightly, whimpering as their bonds constricted further, crushing their chests, bringing them to their knees. His mind wandered towards the sun, his head instinctively turning to the glowing orb. His vines pulsed in pleasure. He stood in the centre of the ring of captives, out in the middle of the road. He was with the sun once more.

From behind he could hear voices, and he dimly registered a woman rush past him, snapping out of his grip. He turned and slowly sent another tendril trailing after her, but wasn?t bothered chasing her anymore. He was back with the sun; he could save the plants that were being ravaged.

His attention was slow to turn back to his prisoners, but it eventually did. His carnivorous roots had already begun their work, gnawing away at the skin, tentatively, without his permission. But it was okay. They were in the sun now, and everything was better. The earth was warm beneath him, grass flourished and these men would die in a garden of their own creation. Blood began to stain the tarmac, which soon sprouted and grew into long grasses, waist height for a standard human, covering and consuming the cries of the men as he fell upon them, his roots and snake-proportioned tongue making quick work of them.

Their life filled him. Engorged him. Almost as much as the sunlight did. It was a beautiful feeling. Delicious.
 

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Sarah was chatting with a patient when the McNeil boy burst into the room, screaming hysterically. He was clearly panicked, and his frantic warnings were almost unintelligible. Before she even had a chance to consider what he was saying, however, it was already too late. Bullets began streaming into the clinic from outside.

For just a few seconds, she was too shocked to react to the unreal situation occurring in front of her very eyes. In an instant the once clean white walls had been painted the deep red of human blood. At the same time the sounds of ricocheting bullets, shattering equipment, and howls of pain had combined to create one terrifying, inhuman noise that emptied her mind of all thoughts.

She was left only with a deep sense of horror, and a terrible, uncontrollable rage.

Feeling her flesh harden, she began to sprint directly into the hail of fire, her pace steadily getting faster and faster as she ran. The first hit she received had caused a sharp pain in her shoulder as it pierced through her skin, but now she could barely feel the dull impacts of the bullets bouncing harmlessly off of her.

As her speed was increasing, so was her mass. After crossing all the way through the room she smashed through the half-open doorway with all of the force of a moving truck, bringing a small chunk of the wall along with her. At this point she wouldn't be able to stop even if she wanted to, and she blindly continued her charge towards the source of the bullets.
 

The Harkinator

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'Ignore the other McNeils. Save John. Finish off the other McNeils. Leave John. How empty is the gun? Where is John? Where is his attacker? What is her power? Is John about to die?'

A woman had broken free of the Ent-Man and hit John, she had moved with such brutal force that John had been knocked over. Perhaps even killed. John had shouted for help before the impact, or was it after impact?

James' brain worked at full speed, deciding who to shoot. After a very quick deliberation, James spun round and trained Ben McNeil's gun on Jenna. Hands shaking, he fired at her again and again until the gun was empty. *click*click*click* It only took a few seconds, then James dropped the gun and charged with his full speed at Jenna, hitting her with great force in the back.
 

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Charles picked through the parts of abandoned technology. Most of the necessary parts he need survived much of the damage that hit other stores. How fortunate for him he was one of the rare individuals that took value in these things.

Charles' scavenging came to a halt when he heard cries of pain from the people outside. The excess gusts of wind out of nowhere certainly wasn't a good sign. He crept up to the door to observe the man causing the disturbance. Charles recognized him as a remember of the McNeils. One of those tyrants was alone and right in front of him. How could he pass up the opportunity to spread some justice?

Charles rotated the dial on the back of his glove swung open the door. He focused on George's face, and 3 purple bullets of energy blazed out of Charles' hand. He hoped it would be enough to end the battle right there. If not, he would be in for a rough fight.
 

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Gavin slowed himself and landed on the wall to the side of the hole Dan had made. Trying to stifle his own breathing, Gavin listened for any movement in the room. Things had died down outside, mostly due to the fact everything outside was dead. There was the occasional scream, a was extremely close to the mansion, seemingly falling from the sky. Meanwhile, someone set off an air horn down the street. Aside from that, only a few random gunshots echoed and nothing else. He heard a single set of footstep moving hastily around the room. Dan was probably waiting for him, seething mad, punching the air, just waiting for the "flying man" to show himself.

"Well, I probably should keep h-him-" Gavin slid down the wall, clutching his chest. He wasn't down, but Gavin wondered how longer he could honestly deal with a superhuman like Dan. Things like hunger and exhaustion become irrelevant in a fight if your enemy can't get hurt. Gavin on the other hand had at lest 7 bullet wounds, nearly got his neck snapped, his chest felt like crap, and he was running on the fumes of a banana he'd found in his old lunch bag. As Gavin sat there, letting himself breath for a moment, he wondered what the hell the military was doing. And what exactly happened to the rioters? The McNeil's couldn't have killed them all and he only remembered seeing a few clusters of people run off. He slowly pushed himself away from the wall, out over the room, and lined up with the hole.

"Might as well get the drop on Dan before he get's the drop on me." Gavin said, ignoring his other questions and simply wondering why Dan hadn't jumped back into the room to break his neck. Gavin fired his grappling hook through the hole and to the opposite wall.

"Hey Dan, remind me-" Gavin yelled to the next room. He reeled himself through, detached the hook, and shot through the hole. He found himself drifting over the center of the room. Gavin aimed his hook downwards, making a quick mental note to dive in feet first this time. "Which round are we on you angry son of a bi-"

Gavin stared down at the floor. Below him, where the ever imposing Dan McNeil was supposed to be was little whimpering face. Gavin slowly lowered himself and walked up to the child, kneeling down, lowering his hood and taking off his flight goggles.

"Um, hey little guy. What are you doing here all by yourself?" There was a quick click behind the boy and Gavin looked up to see a pistol in his face. He slowly rose and met the eyes of an elderly woman. "He's not alone." She weazed, her hand shaking a bit. Gavin looked behind her to see over a dozen women and children huddling together in a corner of the room next to a few barricaded windows. The boy looked up at Gavin, slightly confused.

"He has powers, isn't he like Uncle Dan?" The boy asked. He couldn't have been older than 5 years old.

"No, he is nothing like Dan! He's like the people outside! Get away from him!" The boy looked up, still a bit confused, but something about the words "people outside" caused him to jump away from Gavin and scramble towards the cluster of people.

"Haven't you tortured us enough? Now you people are sending in your own freaks to torment us even more?! When Dan get's back-" The woman grabbed her chest, breathing heavily. Gavin slowly started backing away from her and noticed a hole in the floor, slightly covered by a fallen bookcase. "That's where he must have landed." Gavin thought. "But wait, he knew I was in the adjacent room. Why would he just leave them here?"

"Uh-excuse me ma'am, but where exactly is Dan-" There was a burst of gunfire from beneath them and screaming. People shouting at each other before letting out a yell as Dan's voice boomed and the house suddenly shook from an impact. More gunfire and screaming made it's way through the house, seemingly rising up a flight of stairs. Gavin looked over at the walls wondering what the hell was happening but snapped his head back as the people in the corner let out a few screams. He noticed a lot of them were bleeding. A few of the children had welts, black eyes, and bumps on their heads, blood trickling through their noses. A few of the females were in similar condition, but a lot more seemed to be missing their pants, a number of liquids rolling down their legs.

"What the hell is going on?" Gavin mouthed before the door was kicked and Dan made his way in. With one hand, he was carrying a misshapen slab of concrete which he used to block the door. The pitter patter of bullets from a range of homemade, old, and shitty guns could be heard harmlessly clattering against the makeshift wall. Once he made sure it was in place, he turned to Gavin.

"Don't you move. Don't you fucking move an inch. I'm going to snap your neck, that much is certain. But if you let me, I might give you a few more precious seconds of air." Dan said, furious. He was covered in a blood and breathing heavily. But it wasn't pain or exhaustion.

The boy Gavin had first seen ran over to Dan, grabbing his leg and driving his nails into the superhuman's skin with all his might. Dan looked down at the little boy but pushed him away with ease, the same way a relative kindly urges a kid to go on and get in the car with mom and dad, telling him they'd have fun together next time. Gavin wasn't exactly sure what was happening, but he'd seen enough to understand.

"Alright, look. Maybe we can reschedule our little bout. I know you don't want them to get hurt and neither do I. I'm not sure what the hell's going on, but please let me just float back through the hole and-" Gavin was interrupted by the sound of a door in the next room being kicked in. Just as quickly, a pin was heard being pulled and a canister was thrown through the hole Dan had initially made. Gavin could only watch as Dan jumped for the canister before slapping on his flight goggles and watching the world fall apart.
 

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Lenneth flew around the upper floors, looking for something she could use to put the fires out, but found nothing cept fire extinguishers "well fine, i'll try to not rip the roof off then ..." she said to her self as she flew up to the roof.

upon getting above the roof she spotted two men there and landed by them "in case you haven't noticed the roof is of fire, so, unless ether of you have a 'neat-o' power that will help, i suggest getting off the roof, cause I'm not going after you if you get knocked off" her tone was polite with a some what sarcastic undertone at first, the sarcasm thickening at 'neat-o powers' but that changed to a tone that was more 'your in the way now get lost' in nature.

she then started channeling her power into her larger wings it took a few moments but it started to become noticeable by them blurring over, Lenneth stopped at a point she thought she had enough and gave one mighty flap, lifting her off the roof and putting more energy behind the pressure wave then would there would have been normally, all in an attempt to extinguish the flames and hovered above the roof to make sure the flames where out
 

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The Haitian totally-doesn't-do-voodoo doctor! Rico hadn't properly expected that.

"Rico, what ah ya doin? Why did you set de roof on fiah?"

What?! Could the doctor not see his immolated clothes and desperate face? Clearly, he was the victim here! Was it not obvious!?

"I didn't, that-"

"Listen, you ah on lots of meds right now, you ahn't tinkin clearly. Come with me bahck to your room and I can 'elp you."

He sounded so calm, so reassuring, as if he truly wanted to help Rico. As if... as if... AS IF he had taken any meds! No one at this blasted hospital gave two damns about him after he had arrived, let alone asked him if he needed painkillers!

"I'd take your word for it, doc, if you'd been so kind as to medicate me."

Everything started to click into place somehow, even though Rico was missing a lot. The three Haitians... voodoo... set the hospital on fire... attacked him and then wanted to help... Rico would be damned if they weren't all in on it together, but the doctor telling a lie so transparent was the clincher. He wanted to hurt Rico. Probably cast a hex on him or make a doll. No can do, dammit!

"Doc, don't think I can't see through your evil, evil visage and see that you revel in evil. You tell me that Voodoo is hocus-pocus, but I have no doubt in my mind that you're wrapped right up in it!" Actually, Rico had quite a few niggling doubts, but he didn't have the time to be wrong. He wanted nothing more to do with the doctor anyways.

The doctor looked fairly shocked. "You crazy, mon! You been on meds since you started! How do you not recahll?"

Rico stepped closer to the edge of the building. "Ya know, I remember a verse I had to memorize once. Isaiah something something. 'But those who hope in the Lord will renew their strength. They will soar on wings like eagles.'" Rico stepped again. "I may not soar like an eagle as I leave this hospital, but meh, the comparison is close enough for me."

As he turned to jump, he was suddenly distracted by a dark figure launching up past them.

She turned and looked at both of them. "In case you haven't noticed, the roof is on fire, so, unless ether of you have a 'neat-o' power that will help, I suggest getting off the roof, cause I'm not going after you if you get knocked off."

Well, gee lady, thanks for the warning!

Her face wrenched up a bit, clearly channeling power, blurring her wings. Rico turned to the doctor, who clearly wasn't sure how to react to anything happening in front of him.

"Looks like I'll be soaring off of here after all!"

THWUMP

The flames bent a full eighty degrees, taking them out, barely missing the doctor. His legs were cut out from under him, and he launched backwards through the roof door.

Rico however, was now in free fall. He spun off the hospital roof, clearing the street entirely.

The wind ripped the air out of Rico's lungs. He instinctively howled as the jagged corners of the opposite buildings approached, but no sound came out. He smashed into one, yanking a significant chunk of the cement out. He fell again, his head crunching on a streetlight, spinning him head-over heels into the alley between the buildings across from the hospital, where he landed on his neck.

Breathe. Breathe. Pull in. Push out. Agh. Breathe.

Seconds later, Rico was gone, vanished into the alleyways.
 

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Violence was spreading throughout the palace like wildfire. Even though Darryl was fast asleep outside, his dupes were able to witness the chaos that erupted inside. The individuals who survived the conflict from outside the palace were now flooding into the first floor. All the bent up anger from years of abuse took the form of rioting, pillaging, vandalism etc. The sounds that filled the air were those of shouts, screams, gunfire and general destruction. The 3 dupes who had attacked Dan moved from room to room and witness things atrocities that they believed only happened in TV shows and films. As they made their way to the second floor they could hear screams of a woman coming from what appeared to be a bathroom. They rushed to the scene only to witness their "brother" trying to fight off two men.

"Get the fuck over here," the 4th dupe shouted as he wrestled one man to the ground while another was trying to run him through with a knife from behind.

The the 2nd and 3rd dupe quickly slammed the armed man head first against the sink as blood gushed from his head upon impact. The man's body went limp as it fell to the floor with a loud thud. The 1st dupe had tackled the man who was trying to pin his "brother" and threw him up against the wall. The four dupes all converged on the man and knocked him out cold. All the duplicates then turned their attention to what exactly they had been fighting for. A woman was curled up in the corner of the bathroom holding on to what seemed to be her children, two twin girls who couldn't have been older than 7 or 8.

The 1st dupe knelt down and extended his hand, "Are you OK?"

The woman flinched and held her daughters tighter to her chest. Her clothes were ripped and tattered and pieces of fabric were scattered all over the bathroom floor. It was pretty obvious what would have occurred if the dupes had not intervened. The first duplicate sighed before he turned to his "brothers" behind him.

"Look we can't just leave her here we have to look out for her."

"Are you serious she's a fucking McNeil!"

"Yeah I'm not sticking my head out for her!"

"Don't make me pull fucking rank. I want the three of you to stay the fuck outside and make sure no more douchebags tries this shit again," the first dupe then separated into three, "we will try to send more your way. Just make sure they dont get hurt."

After blurting his orders to his brothers and stripping the two knocked out sods the 1st dupe took the 5th and the 6th and made their way back into the heart of the palace and took the nearest flight of stairs to the 3rd floor.
 

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It was then, that violence exploded inside the palace as well. Fromanzio would be late to the party, but hopefully he could get in and do his job before everyone left. Fromanzio had the venue picked out, an old abandoned bank that closed after the collapse. The vault was spacious enough to fit a chair and he had been able to fashion the waiting line velvet ropes into something more useful to tie a human up with. The stage had been set for whenever he needed it, mafia days and what-not. He would have taken the soldier there, but that guy wasn't worth the stage.

Fromanzio rushed back to his stash, grabbed a few sub machine guns and placed the walkie talkies in the bank before flying on top of a nearby building to watch what happened. This time clearing all snipers before investigating. No more of that getting shot stuff. The nurse population probably could not support them.

So we are here to capture Henry right? He can probably take it and has some usable information.

Closeeee, we are actually here for his younger brother. Easier to snag and it sounds like Henry was a first generation super, not worth our time. Though for giggles, we are going to broadcast this in sound for him to hear.

Fromanzio was flat as could be, head barely peaking over the rooftop, observing the chaos and waiting for his chance to snag the boy. He wanted Miriam's attention. If his message went undelivered, this would be impossible to ignore. It will break their ranks and ruin a high ranking official in the palace. It would also be hilarious.
 

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Ottis got caught up in the crowd that stormed the palace. At first his noble intentions of defeating the McNeils and being a hero. Turned to utter horror as he saw a naked fully grown man hacking at a blood covered little girl with a machete. People tearing babies away from their mothers and stomping on them. Women, children being raped, murdered, defiled...

Ottis may have his hands over his ears in shock but his whole body absorbs the screams, the sound of pain, the true sounds of terror and death. His body trembling, eyes weld up with... pure rage. The family-man eyed the closest offender to him. A man with his pants around his ankles on top of a small boy tearing away his innocence. Ottis grabbed the fat fuck by the face and as hard as he could slammed his skull into the floor. The man swings blindly as Ottis clambers ontop of him taking a punch or two to the face. Ottis jammed his thumbs deep into the man's eye sockets, directly electrocuting the man's brain.

Standing, twitching, Ottis belts out a primal scream as he proceeds to tackle the guy with the machete. Before the guy could react Ottis had sunk his teeth into his jugular, tasting the iron rich blood, tearing away a fist size hole. Soaking the rocker in blood ... Ottis not concerned, in his ear the sounds of cannibal corpse pound away, in his hand a blood soaked machete and hanging from his mouth strands of human flesh. A few people try lay a hand on him but quickly recoil when zapped.

Ottis feels a sharp pain in his upper left arm as a gun fires randomly into the crowd. A terrified young girl holds onto it, though bleeding out from under her sunflower dress. Next to her a hammer, its claw bloody with human chunks. And, next to that a man clutching his knee cursing at her about being shot. Ottis recognizes him; its his neighbor... Mr.Nelson. He was so pleasant at dinner parties. Ottis takes her gun and shoots the former gentleman in the testicles. Throwing the empty gun. Picking her up and letting her cry in his neck as he slowly.. oh so slowly pierces the man's throat and lets a charge go through the metal blade; then man's gargles slow to nothing.

... Ottis may have lost his mind, trying to protect as many women and children as he can. Those he does save run away from him in fear or ask him to kill them.
 

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Having flown past the balls of energy blasted at him, George caught sight of the person responsible. At first unresponsive, the startled super realized that this must have come from one of the military's personal and that he had infiltrated deep into the city. He had to be stopped, but he also had to return to the hospital and stop the fire that had erupted there in the distance. George dived down from above, cutting away at Charles' shield and lifting him up in the air, holding him by his collar.

"Ye fucking soldier gonna end today", George announced as he flew past a few streets towards the hospital. As he approached the place he witnessed the fire being blown out by someone else ? someone who had black wings and could fly. George let Charles go and watched as he tumbled down to his death. He proceeded forward to deal with the other super and then finally return to the palace.

He stopped midair as he recognized the super flying around as one of his employers. A woman who had been a part of a crew the family used a muscle from time to time, mostly loyal to the McNeils.

"Hey-!", George shouted as he hovered in the air, "-Lenneth, is that you? Help me with enemies coming at the palace, I need to stop them from breaking in!". George's eyes witnessed two more men on the roof, and one of them seemed to have committed suicide and jumped down from the rooftop of the Hospital.

'George, please, come back to the Palace? They're already in, oh god, they got your mother and little sister!', the voice of Miriam echoed through his mind.

"Lenneth, NOW, LETS GO", George screamed at her, trying to contain his tears. He won't mourn today? He will save them all.

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The situation in the palace was dire. Flinch laid dead together with his brother and their three older nephews on the stairs leading up to the Palace's entrance. The public had already found its way inside, taking every valuable they could find and pocketing it as they continued to torment the other inhabitants of the Palace. All of their rage was unleashed at the last batch of McNeil left in this city, all of their suffering? directed back at them.

Miriam was in her room on the third floor, the windows and doors all closed and her mind struggling to keep them reinforced. She had to make sure nobody would harm her, as she was practically useless if not for her psychic abilities. She saw Dan die a heroic death, and the cowardice of Flinch and his helpers. The rest of the McNeil family laid dead by the hands of the clown or the massive tree ent that had appeared from nowhere. Miriam was now certain of this new phenomenon? These were other supers, ones that did not come from the military. They were once citizens of her fair city, and now?

It's the second Collapse.

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James fired the gun in his hand four times, all four bullets missing their target. The marksman novice then dropped the gun and charged at the woman who seemed hellbent on killing John and then hit her in the back. The resulting of the woman's spine broke two of James' fingers and sent the man into a fit of terrible pain. Jenna's hardened bones resisted most assaults and could even rival hot lead. Jenna felt the strike creeping up on her and turned around to witness the other man in pain. In the corner of her eye she caught a glimpse of one of the women holding a discarded rifle and aiming it at them, miserably failing at the task and landing almost a dozen shots on the wall opposite to her 12 feet above her head and tossing the rifle down to run away from the scene and hide.

Jenna swung her fist at James, knowing full well that whether he hits her with his bare hands or she hits him he will still suffer greatly.
 

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Lenneth looked up and saw George McNeil, then back down to make sure the fire was as out as it looked, then flew up to him and bowed "by your leave sir" she said as they flew off to they palace "whats the situation at the palace?"

"just get the lead out your on the clock" George said

'that bad eh' Lenneth thought and a few moments later arrived and saw for her self the carnage that was unfolding and dove threw a 3rd floor window around where Miriam's room was and started systematically slaughtering the rioters in the hall, ether threw the use of her powers, or the weapons they had on them, several managed to hurt her fairly seriously, how ever Lenneth would simple grab the nearest person a rip they're life force from them, making seem immortal to those who didn't know better