"An excellent idea." The second man drains his glass, and sets it down on the table. He stands up.
OOC: Do you teleport us somewhere or what, because the police are kinda searching my hotel room at the moment.
OOC: Sure.
IC: *They vanish and appear in a luxury hotel room in a hotel a few streets away. A man typing at a laptop on the desk looks up, but is thrown against the opposite wall by an invisible force, knocking him out. The same invisible force moves the unconscious body under the bed and draws the curtains.*
OOC: Do you teleport us somewhere or what, because the police are kinda searching my hotel room at the moment.
OOC: Sure.
IC: *They vanish and appear in a luxury hotel room in a hotel a few streets away. A man typing at a laptop on the desk looks up, but is thrown against the opposite wall by an invisible force, knocking him out. The same invisible force moves the unconscious body under the bed and draws the curtains.*
{JAMMERS! Shamrock ONLY!} The man glances at the underneath of a bed for a second. Then he turns to you. "Now that we're alone, we can talk more freely. I've heard things about this city. Rumors of mutants, monsters, gods especially." The man grins. "I was wondering who I would meet first. The soldier, the, ah... the 'iron man', or maybe even the elusive Spider-Man. But I never expected to meet Loki on my first day." Chuckles. "You and that pathetic mortal. Did you see his face? Hilarious." Turns to face Loki. "I've heard a lot about you. My name is Morlun."
My team arrives to see the fight has suddenly disappeared. The damage it left, however, has not. They find the cafe owner, perplexed and miserable, outside his shop inspecting the damage. Knowing that goodness never takes a break, they help him clean up.
My team arrives to see the fight has suddenly disappeared. The damage it left, however, has not. They find the cafe owner, perplexed and miserable, outside his shop inspecting the damage. Knowing that goodness never takes a break, they help him clean up.
My team arrives to see the fight has suddenly disappeared. The damage it left, however, has not. They find the cafe owner, perplexed and miserable, outside his shop inspecting the damage. Knowing that goodness never takes a break, they help him clean up.
OOC: Sorry, what fight?
OOC: Loki tossing you like a piece of garbage.
The cafe owner thanks them, although he is a little creeped out by their behavior.
The cafe owner thanks them, although he is a little creeped out by their behavior.
Psycho Pirate eliminates his insecurities, and they act like real pals, do a proper job of the clean up too. When they're finished, they take a picture with all of them with visible faces smiling broadly.
A man gets an appointment with JJJ's in his office. He has a likeable appearance: short, blond hair, a handsome face, a build that's not heavyset, but not lanky. His appearance is almost too perfect. Naturally, this is Clayface. When his appointment comes about, he smiles. "Mr. Jameson, sir, I've heard so much about you. Thank you for seeing me! My name is Brian Nixon, no relation to THE Nixon though. I'm a huge fan of your company sir, a huge fan!" He gives Jameson a firm handshake. "I do, however, find that the photography is somewhat lacking. I can fix that problem sir, if you'll allow it." *He throws down a bundle of photos. The photos include my RPCs apprehending ruffians, with their victims sometimes in view, their grateful faces relieved to receive help from these capable heroes. Also in the bundle, is the photo of them at the cafe with the owner, and photos of them shaking hands with police officials. Lastly, there are four photos that Jameson ought to find irresistible: 1. Spiderman (Peter Parker (actually Clayface)), his mask half-up, picking his nose. 2. Spiderman (Clayface) punching someone angrily, the terrified faces of his victims in the background. 3. Spiderman (Clayface) with his finger and his thumb in the shape of an L on his forehead at a Daily Bugle billboard. 4. Spiderman (Guess who!) slouching in a chair on the pavement/sidewalk.*
*looks at tape* "I have nowhere to play it, so I might as well trust you. So what are we gonna do about the guy who flung your friend like a rag doll? Do you think he might have something to do with the recent smashes?
The other guy might’ve as well. I studied both scenes. Very similar, so one person is doing it.
The cafe owner thanks them, although he is a little creeped out by their behavior.
Psycho Pirate eliminates his insecurities, and they act like real pals, do a proper job of the clean up too. When they're finished, they take a picture with all of them with visible faces smiling broadly.
OOC: I’m sorry, why are your gang of VILLAINS being heroes all of a sudden?
IC: *They vanish and appear in a luxury hotel room in a hotel a few streets away. A man typing at a laptop on the desk looks up, but is thrown against the opposite wall by an invisible force, knocking him out. The same invisible force moves the unconscious body under the bed and draws the curtains.*
{JAMMERS! Drake ONLY!} Loki smiles. "Greetings, Morlun. Forgive me if I don't shake hands, but I suspect that I would be prone to the same fate as the others you have come into contact with. Tell me, what brings you to New York?"
{JAMMERS! Shamrock ONLY!} The man glances at the underneath of a bed for a second. Then he turns to you. "Now that we're alone, we can talk more freely. I've heard things about this city. Rumors of mutants, monsters, gods especially." The man grins. "I was wondering who I would meet first. The soldier, the, ah... the 'iron man', or maybe even the elusive Spider-Man. But I never expected to meet Loki on my first day." Chuckles. "You and that pathetic mortal. Did you see his face? Hilarious." Turns to face Loki. "I've heard a lot about you. My name is Morlun."
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