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revivalproject2021-05-27 08:33 pm
beepbeepmotherfucker) wrote in revivalproject2021-05-27 08:33 pm
I'm a bad kid
WHO: Eddie and YOU
WHERE: The Newspaper Offices and elsewhere in the city
WHAT: CHAOS - bonus points if someone figures out a way to wreck another one of his cars
WHEN: May 23 and 24
WARNINGS: Snot. Spit. Acid. Violence. That's about it. Everything is OTA. The newspaper is on he 23rd, the rest is on the 24th... and he'll be sporting a nice black eye.
Young rebel and I'm proud of it (Open, but he's going to be stopped by Cobb.)
That was the last straw. Eddie had been mostly good. Mostly. Sure, he had a fit and broke shit after that weird thing with the shadow and the last time he busted his car. He may have wanted to break shit again, but he was trying to be good!
Then he saw the newspaper that morning. Being blasted on the news for yelling at a hero was one thing. But this? This was a step too far. How dare they mock him?! He might not be strong or important, but he's still a person and he's tired of being stepped on.
Dressed in all black (because it seems like the thing to do) he heads for the newspaper offices. He's not sure how much damage he can do, but he's gonna do what he can with his newly amped up powers.
"Make fun of me, will you? Let's see how many newspapers you can print with he building crumbling around you." He lurches forward and directs a stream of acid from his mouth to a cornerstone of the building. If he can destabilize the structure, maybe he can make it all come tumbling down.
This is my life
Are villains supposed to have evil agendas? Eh, he just wants to show the people who've pissed him off that he won't be pushed around anymore. He doesn't want to be rich or rule the world. He just wants to be respected.
His workplace is his next stop. That's a really nice fancy glass and metal building. It'd be a shame if someone, I don't know, melted the doors so people couldn't get out before beginning to systematically melt parts of the structure. Glass shatters up one side of the building, showering the street and people below with broken shards. Eddie throws off the hood of his jacket, shaking off the glass. "Who's got bad luck, now?!"
l love it when you're mad
At some point, as well they should, the cops show up at one of Eddie's acts of villainy. The cars come to a screaming halt and the police jump out, aiming their guns at him. "Get down on the ground!"
Eddie looks at them, thinking for a moment. Sniffing, he gives them an apologetic look, "Sorry, I just gotta... oh man, you ever get one of those sneezes that just builds up and won't... hold up..." He takes a breath, shaking his head and sniffling. The police don't seem to know what to do. Finally, he sneezes... and spews acid on the hood of the cop car in front of him. It eats through everything, leaving a twisted, melting wreck. Eddie sniffs again, wiping his nose. "What? Is no one going to bless me?"
Wildcard!
You know what to do.
WHERE: The Newspaper Offices and elsewhere in the city
WHAT: CHAOS - bonus points if someone figures out a way to wreck another one of his cars
WHEN: May 23 and 24
WARNINGS: Snot. Spit. Acid. Violence. That's about it. Everything is OTA. The newspaper is on he 23rd, the rest is on the 24th... and he'll be sporting a nice black eye.
Young rebel and I'm proud of it (Open, but he's going to be stopped by Cobb.)
That was the last straw. Eddie had been mostly good. Mostly. Sure, he had a fit and broke shit after that weird thing with the shadow and the last time he busted his car. He may have wanted to break shit again, but he was trying to be good!
Then he saw the newspaper that morning. Being blasted on the news for yelling at a hero was one thing. But this? This was a step too far. How dare they mock him?! He might not be strong or important, but he's still a person and he's tired of being stepped on.
Dressed in all black (because it seems like the thing to do) he heads for the newspaper offices. He's not sure how much damage he can do, but he's gonna do what he can with his newly amped up powers.
"Make fun of me, will you? Let's see how many newspapers you can print with he building crumbling around you." He lurches forward and directs a stream of acid from his mouth to a cornerstone of the building. If he can destabilize the structure, maybe he can make it all come tumbling down.
This is my life
Are villains supposed to have evil agendas? Eh, he just wants to show the people who've pissed him off that he won't be pushed around anymore. He doesn't want to be rich or rule the world. He just wants to be respected.
His workplace is his next stop. That's a really nice fancy glass and metal building. It'd be a shame if someone, I don't know, melted the doors so people couldn't get out before beginning to systematically melt parts of the structure. Glass shatters up one side of the building, showering the street and people below with broken shards. Eddie throws off the hood of his jacket, shaking off the glass. "Who's got bad luck, now?!"
l love it when you're mad
At some point, as well they should, the cops show up at one of Eddie's acts of villainy. The cars come to a screaming halt and the police jump out, aiming their guns at him. "Get down on the ground!"
Eddie looks at them, thinking for a moment. Sniffing, he gives them an apologetic look, "Sorry, I just gotta... oh man, you ever get one of those sneezes that just builds up and won't... hold up..." He takes a breath, shaking his head and sniffling. The police don't seem to know what to do. Finally, he sneezes... and spews acid on the hood of the cop car in front of him. It eats through everything, leaving a twisted, melting wreck. Eddie sniffs again, wiping his nose. "What? Is no one going to bless me?"
Wildcard!
You know what to do.
When you're mad.
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His thanks are interrupted by a fist to his jaw. He's knocked back, his hand going to his face. "Ow!" Oh... Look who it is. He rubs his jaw, "Hey, look, it's the kite guy. You've got a nice right hook there."
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"Hey, aren't you the guy whose car got crushed earlier this month?" he asks. His gaze flicks back to the cops, who have more or less abandoned their posts because acid. "Dude, what are you doing? Did you melt that building downtown? Why?"
The Human Kite is one of those heroes who really sees no problem in stopping to talk things out. This is not always the most intelligent move.
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Turning, he spits on another nearby cop car. It sizzles and melts a hole straight through the hood into the engine. "
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"Whoa! Hey! Look, I get that you're upset, but this is rampant destruction of property, and more importantly wrecking those buildings downtown put ordinary people at risk! I can't let you continue on this post-office-esque rampage dude. So how about you just calm down, and we can talk this shit out somewhere, huh?"
He lowers his hands slowly. "And if you say no, I'm gonna have to kick your ass."
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A look. "Did you hurt anybody? Who isn't a superhero, I mean."
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"No. Not that I know of."
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"Okay, see, that bodes really well for you 'cause then it's just property damage. Superheroes usually don't show up to sue for damages, you know? So how about we just... you turn yourself in, and we work this out?"
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"Whoops?"
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Which he is... a little.
"Last chance."
Rebel - Kicks off newspaper side?
Cal blinks, a confused look crossing his face as he answers the phone. The call had come from within the building from the main reception, but it wasn't in notification of a package to be picked up. He resists the urge to hurry to the windows facing the front of the building because he doubts he'd be able to see what the secretary's talking about in such a panic. "-okay, did you call the police? Should we evacuate?"