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  1. It had been some four to five days after the infiltration; Keeper had taken this time between jobs to take Scout up on his offer for hand to hand training. He had a hell of a time trying to explain away some of the more obvious bruises and abrasions, especially once his sister started poking around in his business. This was the fifth call she’d made to “check on him” since the incident downtown with the lava monsters. He’d been back home once before for holiday and they’d all been worried about his health after the incident, he’d spent those days deflecting questions, saying that he’d gotten his minor injuries during the incident while escaping with the other people. Even now he was in the midst of evading another round of the same battery of questions from his sister Aisha. ,, “Look, you saw the news, you saw what happened. I was almost in the middle of that shit, the few bruises and scrapes I got were nothing compared to some people. Since I got an income now, I figured I’d take some self-defense classes in case there’s another incident.” ,, “Fine…fine…let’s move on then.” She was using that tone of faux resignation that indicated that she’d resume this line of questioning later. “So you have an income now, so now you can afford to take people out?” ,, “Well yeah, but I gotta pay off my loans first. And you know I promised to help Mom with the mortgage…” These were the stock excuses, they wouldn’t last long, but by the time they ran out he’d have new ones. ,, “Yeah, yeah…nice of you D. Really responsible and decent, breadwinner material. That’ll impress the new friend I have who wants to meet you. So what’re you doing this weekend?” ,, Ah Crap! Once again she’d gone behind his back to try and pimp him out to one of her friends. And he’d been stupid enough to let her know that he had a greatly expanded income, so no more using that excuse. This weekend was a legitimate lull in missions since Slither and Scout had to recover from their cage matches, so there was no deferring this one. Sighing to himself he replied “Nothing, I have this weekend off.” ,, “Perfect! Turns out she’s free this weekend too, you can take her to a club or something.” ,, Keeper shuddered, a club was what started the whole superpowers thing. “How about I just take her to a movie instead. You remember the last time I went to a club?” ,, “That was weeks ago, maybe months! The chances of that going down again are ridiculous!” she retorted. ,, “In a world where cities can be invaded by giant lava monsters, I’d rather not take those odds.” ,, Keeper could almost hear the wheels turning over the phone as she tried to find a legitimate counter-argument for that one. Eventually she replied, “Hmm, point. I’ll tell her you’ll take her to a movie instead.” ,, Victory! “Fine, I’ll meet her at 8.”
  2. Renata flew back to Andry's building, put her clothes back on over her costume, and ran the city blocks back to where she'd stashed her car...all still fighting the lingering headache and dizziness from her 'power push' event. She was so out of it that she actually managed to get lost at one point and had to go building-to-building to find the secluded lot where she'd parked. ,, And that's when the real hard part started. ,, She got in, started the engine, and as she slowly pulled out, she hit a speed dial button on her phone. ,, A second later it picked up, and she heard her father say, "Ren! Are you okay?!" ,, Hearing him eased a vise in her chest she'd only barely been aware of. A reminder that, for all their differences, they were family. The near-panic in his voice was painfully, nakedly audible. She had to pull over as her vision blurred. ,, "Yeah, Dad," she said thickly. "I'm ok. Sorry I didn't call...couldn't get a signal while I was still in the cordon. Cell towers were all fucked up or something I dunno..." ,, "She's all right!" That wasn't directed at her, and Renata heard a sobbing gasp from somewhere away from the receiver. Then her mother came on and tearfully said, "Are you hurt? Honey, we were so worried! We've just been staring at the TV for...for since it started! Why didn't you call?!" ,, She opened her mouth to answer, but her dad came to her rescue; she heard him say something quietly, away from the phone. Then he got back on. "Peanut, we're just glad you're okay. I mean, we didn't think you were usually in that part of town, but we tried calling you and you didn't pick up, and...things just got worse and worse." ,, Renata winced. She really needed some way to use her phone in costume. Or at least check messages. "I'm sorry, Dad," she said softly. ,, He blew out an exhalation that chuffed in the phone's mic, then assured her, "It's okay. Everything's fine. You're all right." He chuckled then...that famous, immediately-infectious chuckle that was like an express elevator to trust. "What were you doing clear up there anyway, Peanut? Not too many college kids or artists hanging around there." ,, She winced again, for a different reason. He always found a way to remind her that she was slumming, without ever doing it openly enough to call him on. Goddamnit. A vengeful little surge of spite kicked in, and Renata replied without a hitch, "I was...well I was on a date." ,, The silence on the other side of the line was seven kinds of vindicating. It managed to convey 'incredulous' without transmitting any data at all; a masterpiece of efficiency. Renata pounded the nail in a little more and added, "Lunch date." ,, That brought things back a bit. "Oh," her dad said, "Lunch date. Of course." ,, "I mean, we've had regular dates too, but this was just lunch." She couldn't help it. Imagining the looks on their faces was worth any price. ,, "Well...that's great!" the Senator exclaimed. "Jeez, Peanut, why haven't you even told us before you were going out?" ,, Ren heard her mother bark, 'what?!' in a startled voice, and had to cover the mic for a second so the laugh she couldn't contain wouldn't wreck everything. When she was sure of herself she replied in an appropriately embarrassed tone, "It's only been a couple of times now. There's nothing really to tell yet." ,, But too late, now her mother was back on, and her voice was so excited that Renata felt a little bad about it...but it couldn't be undone now. "Hon, this is amazing news! When did you meet?! What kind of boy is he?! Is he anyone we know?!" ,, She laughed, and the nervous edge to it was both completely convincing and completely real. This was starting to get more complicated than she'd wanted it to be. "A couple of weeks ago, I guess," Ren said, "He's nice, but you guys wouldn't know him or his family. He's..." Her brain skipped a beat. Jesus Christ, what was her boyfriend like? ,, Credentials. Lets give him credentials. ,, "...he was in the army," she said. "Got a good job offer though so he didn't go career. He's been overseas, which is pretty cool." ,, Her parents were silent, raptly sucking up the information like black holes surrounded by old unstable stars. ,, "...like hunting, being outdoors. We're talking about doing some camping before it gets cold. Uh, anyway...like I said...it's still no big deal." ,, Her dad laughed his big, 'you're all in on the BEST joke' belly laugh and said, "Talking about camping is no big deal? Hon, your mom and I have been waiting for you to tell us this for...well for years. We were so worried that whole Jon thing had really hurt you. I mean, all through the rest of high school, and college...just nothing. So even one date is great news. Hey, I know!" ,, The boyish enthusiasm in his voice closed like fingers around her heart. She knew that tone really well. ,, "Why don't you bring him over?!" ,, fuckfuckfuck! ,, "Dad...it's a little early to drag him to meet the folks, don't you think?" Renata desperately parried. "I don't want to scare him off." ,, He laughed again. "Peanut, anyone who's tough enough to go out with you can certainly deal with your mom and I. We're kittens compared to you!" Ren heard her mother reprove him gently, and he chuckled again. ,, "I'll...I'll think about it, ok? No promises." Renata hesitated. "Is everyone else okay? I mean, with the attack and everything? Have you heard from everyone?" ,, That brought things back down again, which made her both relieved and a little guilty. ,, "Not everyone," her dad said. "Not yet." His tone assumed an only slightly-enforced cheerier tone. "We'll get that all straightened out as it comes, but for now, seriously, punkin...we're going to keep the table set with another place. So bring'em on over! All right?" ,, "Look, dad...it's not that I don't want to. He's just...this is a bad time, you know?" Renata pleaded. "He's got friends up there." ,, "Peanut, I'm so sorry," he said quickly. "You're right. Of course. We're just so happy for you, we forgot all about what he's going through. Give him our best, and you guys come over whenever you want. Alright?" ,, She sighed and nodded. There was no escape. He'd keep going until he had some kind of agreement he could hold her to. "Okay, dad." ,, A few minutes later Renata was back on the road, head spinning from one more thing to juggle. She had some time, but sooner or later she'd have to serve someone up...or come clean about having lied to them right after one of the worst scares in the family's history. ,, Why weren't there superheros for situations like THIS?
  3. Here's where I want you to post your character profiles once you've been fully approved.. Sheets are optional, though it may be a good idea. Once everyone is posted, we will begin. If everyone is approved and posted by 10am CST Friday, I will award 3PP to all players.
  4. In the end, Andery had gotten together what he felt was needed to help Gabriel. The New York Police department had agreed to deputize the young Metahuman to help keep peace in the city, in the event of a metahuman threat, or emergency beyond their ability to handle. In a secure briefcase currently in the Hands of Lester, Andery's assistant, was a contract to that effect for Gabriel and his mother to sign. There was also a Waiver because Gabriel was not yet eighteen. The third document to be signed covered remuneration. he had the option of cash like the others, but The offer to attend any university within the US, with all school related expenses paid could be expensive, but hopefully, it was an offer his parents and even Gabriel might appreciate as well. The offer for the free ride would also be extended to his sister as well, as a bonus. ,, For this Mission, Andery sent Danielle, Jael, Fulcrum, and Lester, who didn't look as he normally did. For this trip he wore a grey suit, but had blonde hair and dark green eyes. The quartet arrived, in Costume no less, via one of Gatekeeper's warpgates, well away from town to avoid being seen. The Media presence hadn't really dialed down much since the battle in New York. ,, Lester smiled at them. "This is your mission folks, to extend our offer to join you. We'll proceed however you like." ,,
  5. Dash Carpenter was many things, Rich, yes, young, yes, restless, most definitely yes. His return to New York quickly gave him an outlet to put his newfound training to use. He'd been put on to what amounted to underground cage matches. The betting was hot and heavy on all of the matches, and the Mob was raking in the dough. More than that new drugs were being sold at the fights, highly addictive, making cocaine look like a wine cooler. The drug was said to make one more than human for a little while and commanded a high price. Some fought barechested, others fought in costumes, it was all done to stoke the betting, and the buying. ,, It was this latter part that drew him there, there'd already been killings, including one of the older retired brothers of his order in Chinatown. The police had yet to put anyone onto the case undercover, they were being streched thinner and thinner, especially after so many died in the monster attack. ,, ------------------ ,, Andery had seen the issue, and tasked Scout, Slither, and Gatekeeper to look into it. Paladin had quickly made new costumes for them, to allow them to go undercover, and nodded. "Gatekeeper should remain in the Oracle room, allow Slither and Scout to infiltrate the fights. You'll be their eyes and ears. Tiny cameras have been placed in your outfits, as well as microphones to record evidence. You may catch something they miss. You'll also be their trump card, should the situation get too dicey."
  6. It was another Day at the Unity Headquarters, Andery sighed as he waited for Paladin and Northlight to arrive. Today he would explain one of his major desires for the two of them. A side project almost equal to the Super team he was bankrolling. ,, The two Engineers/scientists represented his braintrust, he'd set them to work on this task, and with any luck, They'd solve the problem his own research team had been stumped by. ,, ---------------------- ,, Kyles dreams were murky as of late. Nothing would ever resolve into focus, he could only hear the sounds of battle, of monsters roaring, and soldiers dying. He could feel the wind on his face, and smell the blood. Then all at once the darkness clouding his vision, keeping him unfocused, it faded away. Shining like a beacon was a great spire of gleaming steel and glass, and the power within him stirred and pulsed. "Go." Then Kyle awoke in a cold sweat... ,,
  7. He’d let her off the hook for that evening, saying they’d talk tomorrow. In a way, it was a shame they didn’t hash it out right there, because she was in a fairly good mood. She had gotten to kill something of her own free will after centuries of killing for the Keeblers. Sure, she’d gotten into the fight mostly on Andery’s behalf, but he hadn’t told her to kill anything. If he didn’t chew her out for that today, then she’d be truly free. ,, She might serve Andery but that was her choice. ,, Jael opted to dress casually this morning. Casually was cut-off jean shorts and a fitted t-shirt so soft if felt like a second skin. It fit like a second skin, too. She’d put her hair in twin braids, a look that Cosmo said that “would soften up the grumpiest man”. She wasn’t sure her boss would be grumpy but Jael only took chances if it seemed like fun. Dealing with a pissy Andery wasn’t her idea of fun. ,, Her bare feet padded along the floor as she made her way to his office. The breakfast tray in her arms was loaded with food, another way to “win your man” according to the sages at Cosmo. Other advice was available to her in the articles but reading English was hard for her. She kept trying to make runes out of the Latin letters and then Norse words out of those runes. She still had to sound the letters out in her head. ,, Ahead of her was Andery’s office; Jael balanced the tray and bustled into the office, smiling widely. “Breakfast! I would have brought it to you in bed but we had that little talk.”
  8. It was a cloudy day in the park, but still it was nice, all things considered. Pepole were going about much as always, but little did anyone know this peaceful morning would soon be shattered by an inhuman threat from below. The first indication all was not right was a low level quake, enough to be felt, but there was no damage, only some spooked animals. The second indication was when dozens of people came screaming out of one of the buildings, inly a minute before the building collapsed. Emergency responders quickly began to head in, and then a whole section of the Northern part of Central park just collapsed into a yawning pit. Within five minutes another building crashed to the ground, and from the rubble came dozens of humanoid figures, made of living stone. They killed indiscriminately, but they weren't the worst. Monsters of molten lava set fire to everything they touched, and soon if they had their way everything would be aflame. What civil service was nearby was doing what they could to contian the growing threat, but theywere outmatched, undergunned, and outmanned. One bit of good news did however become evident, before one of the firetrucks that had responed was destroyed, it directed the hose at one of the magma creatures, the cold water causing it to explode when it was sprayed. More people would die, What New York City needed right now were its heroes. ,,
  9. One of the things Gabe had to get used to with the whole flying thing was Time Zones. He figured he'd have time to get used to that as soon as he got used to flying, having just learned he could do it the night before didn't give him much practice time between then and his New York heroics. He didn't see any reason why anyone needed to know that his incredibly cool looking meteoric entrance was nothing more than his not having time to practice the whole landing part. Anyway, Time Zones... Gabe had two extra hours now to get yelled at by his parents. ,, He'd recovered his father's truck from where he'd abandoned it on old U.S. 87 towards Billings. It was an old back road that did see much use since I-90 was faster and took you to the same place. By the time Gabe returned home it was a media circus outside his parent's ranch. Local news as well as just about every other major network was already camping outside the gates to the ranch. Although they legally couldn't block the roads there were so many vans and cars parked outside along the road that driving through made it virtually impossible. Flashes from high powered digital Nikons and blinding lights from news cameras made it difficult to maneuver and the swarm of people that surrounded the truck barraging him with questions made it hopeless. Had Sheriff Grix not been there to give them a loud whistle (which was his brand of a warning) and wave Gabe through his own driveway, he'd probably had never made it unless he got out and just flew (jumped, whatever) to his front door. ,, "Thanks Sheriff." Gabe nodded as he got out of the truck. The Sheriff didn't reply, he just offered a slow nod and kept chewing his toothpick. Behind those aviators Gabe wondered if the Sheriff was silently sizing up, wondering if he could still take the young kid into custody if he needed too. Gabe was never a bad kid, but he was infamous with the law in Hardin for finding interesting ways to have 'harmless' fun. Like his annual attempt to leap Culver's Creek on a four wheeler. Every year he tried, and every year the sheriff brought him home and threatened to arrest him if he ever tried it again. It was amazing, Gabe realized, that until this very moment he'd been scared to death of Sheriff Grix his whole life and now, with super powers, the guy still scared the crap out of him. How did he do that? ,, "Yer ma's bee worried to death boy." The Sheriff said, his voice was deep and always carried that authoritative tone. Gabe as certain this man hated him, and rightfully so, Gabe gave the guy a mountain of paperwork through out his lifetime. "Go on. Man up n' face the music." ,, Oh great, Gabe thought. Even Grix knows I'm dead in the water. He must be loving this... He offered the Sheriff another slow nod through pursed lips, not really wanting to face what was beyond that door. His stomach churned and was heavy like he'd swallowed handful of marbles. Slowly he walked to the front door. His clothes were in tatters from the battle, his modestly was preserved, but he looked like he'd just 'Hulked out', covered in ash, dirt and grime from the clean up effort. ,, "Gabriel." Grix called to him from over his shoulder. Gabe tuned to look and the Sheriff took out his toothpick to speak. "What you did took guts. You protected a lot people. Nice work." He turned abotu and was walking back to the gates before Gabe could manage to find a 'thanks' in the jumbled confusion of his thoughts. Did Sheriff Grix just give him his stuffy version of a high five? Gabe managed a forced smile as some spark of pride glimmered in the darkness of his Mom-fearing dread. ,, Time to face the music. ,, He stepped through the door and there, as he expected, was his family. Megan, his mother Connie, and father John. John was technically his step-father, but the guy had raised Gabe since he was six months old. He was a good man and Gabe never considered him anything but 'Dad'. Megan, his step-sister was the same. As long as they could remember they'd been siblings. Gabe was only a few months older than her and half the county thought they were twins with similar features and dark hair. His sister leapt up and dashed into him, practically tackling him with a hug. He didn't feel the need to disguise his powers anymore so he effortlessly held her there like she was weightless. ,, "Dude, you were awesome." She planted her feet and playfully pushed him. "I about choked on my gum when I caught you on the news! The meteor thing was... I mean... wow..." Her words trailed off as she noticed he wasn't paying her any attention. His eyes were locked directly ahead of him where his mother had stood and was staring daggers at him. "Oh... right. Forgot, you gotta survive Mom. We'll, uh, catch up later, if you're alive." She patted him on the shoulder and stood aside, making a home for herself next to their father who was still sitting comfortably in his big comfy chair. ,, "Sebastian, what were you thinking!?" She always used his middle name. Gabe's birth father, his name was Sebastian. It seemed like some unwritten law of the universe that only his mom could call him Sebastian, because no one else ever seemed to, except his best friend, Cassy. "Do you see what you've done? The press has been on our doorstep waiting for you for hours! You lied to me! You went across the country! And you were fighting, Sebastian. G-god only knows what... but you were fighting! So please, Sebastian... please tell me what was going through your mind that made you think any of that behavior was acceptable." ,, "It was New York mom, everyone fights in New York. When in Rome?" So, okay... maybe that wasn't the most diplomatic opening for his argument, but it seemed like a good idea at the time. He could hear her heart rate increase, apparently he'd only made her madder. ,, "We agreed, young man, that you were not to use any of your abilities. I forbade it and you blatantly defied me and look at the result." He gestured to the door to signify the horde of press outside. ,, "I'm sorry." Was all he could muster. It sounded like more of a mumble that anything. Like any seventeen year old kid, getting scolded by your parents was never the ideal situation. They were the authority figures any kid, regardless of how justified they felt their actions were, couldn't help but feel intimidated or guilty (or both) when their parents were yelling at them. She was right, he'd agreed not to use his powers and he did anyway. Technically, he shouldn't had been in space relaxing in the silence of vacuum. But he was and a part of him felt guilty for it. "I just wanted to help." He mumbled again. ,, "Wanted to help?!? Wanted to help?!" Her yelling made him wince. She'd never been this mad at him before. Normally she was really cool about everything, even his annual Culvert's Creek ride home from the Sheriff had become something of a private joke among the family. They'd laugh it off, he'd be grounded for a week and all was well. But today? Today, she'd come completely unglued. "Sebastian, you almost got yourself killed!" ,, He raised his head with a perplexed expression. He felt fine. No scrapes or bruises, no trauma (yet, he hoped mom didn't have super powers too). Heck, Gabe felt like he could go another twelve rounds with the forces of the Basalt People of Middle Earth. He made a fatal mistake, again. He argued her point and what was worse, he was a complete smart-aleck about it. One thing you never do is argue with an enraged mother, second on that list is mouth off. "No I didn't. I feel great, aside from my shoulders aching a bit from having to heft all this guilt you're putting me through. They didn't touch me, mom. I'm invulnerable, I think, that's why I never broke any bones or..." ,, "I don't care what you can do, Sebastian...!!!" Sebastian was certain he'd just pushed her past unglued and straight to 'off her nut'. Then he realized what she was trying to say when the tears burst from the corners of her eyes like flood waters bettering down a levy. He was her baby boy. What was a fun day for him just flying around and getting pummeled by monsters was a mental marathon of doubt and fear for his mother. To see her boy out there being beat on by, whatever they were, launching jagged rock projectiles, bashing on him and tackling him in an attempt to tear her son to pieces. Like any mother who knew her son or daughter was on a battlefield somewhere she had been consumed by the one thing not even Sebastian could lift off her shoulders: the weight of the wait. The burden of not knowing whether your child would ever walk through that door again. ,, "Connie, sit down. I know it's hard, but try and calm down a bit." John finally spoke up and Gabe's mother didn't argue. She was too exhausted with worry and rage to fight anymore. She collected herself and sniffled a few times, wiping her eyes. Megan moved over to sit beside her, holding her mother to comfort her. John was so laid back, he didn't even raise his voice or give Gabe any sort of accusing glare. He just met his eyes. "You never answered your mother's question: what were you thinking?" ,, Gabe took a deep breath. His mind was tumble drying a thousand wet ideas about how much a jerk he'd been but they were conflicting with a series of thoughts that felt this entire grilling he was getting was entirely unfair. He never wanted to hurt his mother's feelings, but what was he supposed to do? Go through his whole life and never use his abilities? Ugh, it was frustrating. The deep breath helped, so did not having his mom yelling anymore. He cleared his thoughts and just spoke. The first things that came to his mind, unfiltered and uncensored. "I wasn't thinking. Okay, mom? I wasn't. You guys don't understand what it's like to hear the things I hear... in China. Six billion people on this planet I can hear them, all of them. I hear them laughing and that cool, I hear them joking, and sometimes the jokes are funny, when I understand the language." ,, He paused and took a moment to pace about. He'd been standing still for so long getting yelled at that even a few steps back and forth felt like absolute freedom. "Know what else I hear? Crying. Every man who abuses his wife or children or girlfriend. I hear that. Every insult, every jab and every underhanded comment people direct at their so called 'friends'. I hear that. Everyone insult tossed at the homeless begging for a coin. I hear it. Every cry for help, every shout for someone to come and take the pain away. The misery, the heartache, the sorrow of millions of people who are victims of a world that has seemed to stop caring. I. Hear. Them." ,, He looked to his mother, hoping his words were making some sense. "I was in orbit, relaxing in the silence of vacuum. Even there I heard it, those things in New York, those people fighting them. I didn't think. My eyes opened and I just... reacted. People needed help, I helped them. That's how you raised me. You weren't there, you didn't see it like I did. Hundreds of injured and all people were doing was looking to their neighbor as if to say 'are you going to do something?' while their neighbor is too busy recording it on their cellphone to post to YouTube. That's our world, mom. Everyone is just looking to someone else and waiting for them to do something and meanwhile, while everyone is looking to their neighbor, the victims are just lying there crying and hoping someone can put down their cellphone long enough to help them up to their feet." ,, "I love you guys, with all my heart. I do." He walked in now from where he was getting scolded to actually stand in the living room. "I would never intentionally hurt any of you, and for doing do mom, I'm sorry. But today, people needed someone, and we were there. I held up an apartment building so Fulcrum could rescue a family of five trapped beneath it. I moved rubble so rescue workers had a clear path to deliver medical aid to injured people. Today," He thumbed his chest and a stern look etched it's way into his expression. "I saved thousands of lives by being the man you two raised me to be. Good. Decent. And above all never to compromise my integrity and always do the right thing. For that, I will not apologize. Ground me until I'm thirty five, but I will always be proud of what I did today." He turned and stormed out of the room. "It's chilly, I'm going to get a shower and change. I'll be in my room." ,, Still irritated Connie looked to John, her hands collapsing into her lap. "And you're just going to let him go, John?" ,, "Yup." John said calmly, grunting a bit as he got up from his chair. "Connie, he's right. Now, I'm just as scared as you are that something might happen to our boy, but that doesn't change the fact that he is right. We raised our children to be exactly as he said, how can we get angry when they do just that? It's like telling him to grow up but constantly treating him like a child. For now, though, I think you two need to calm down, collect yourselves, and then try and sit down with out yelling at each other or mouthing off." John put his Jon Deere hat on and made his way to the kitchen and the back door. "But we both know Connie, he's growing up. His secret is out, and one day you're going to have to tell him the truth about his father." ,, John left out the back, Connie stomped off up the stairs in their bedroom to wash up and Megan still sat on the couch. It was lonely there in the silent room but she let out a sigh and looked about at the empty and now incredibly boring room. "So, uhh... yeah... if anyone wants to clue me in on what's going on, I'll just uh, be right here. Yep. Right here..."
  10. It was an unseasonably cold October Day in New York City, The temperatures were barely out of the 40's and a strong north wind blew through the steel and concrete jungle, its cold bite piercing even the warmest clothing. It wasn't a bad day really, and the city certainly went on about its way as it always had. For a very select group of individuals, the day would prove to be far more interesting than any other so far. ,, ,, The unity building is a Gleaming spire of glass and steel, one of the newest buildings in the city, not the tallest, but at 100 stories, it is still quite impressive. Wholly owned by Prometheus Enterprises, it serves as the megacorporation's headquarters. P.E. specializes in clean energy concerns, heavy medical research, and construction, It pointedly avoids military technology, and seems wholly devoted to making the world better for all. What most consider impressive is that there are no stockholders, the company is owned entirely by one Individual, Andery Focht. An intensely private man, he excels at running his massive corporation, and seldom makes public appearances. ,, What purpose could he have, if indeed this came from him, in summoning this group of individuals, and how, with all the care given to masking their identities, could he already know what they could do? The only way to find out would be to go.....
  11. The world we know continues largely as it always has. The sun rises in the east, and sets in the west. Politicians lie and the tax man always collects. It might seem a little boring, but hey it's simpler this way. ,, Here's the big kicker to the world though, Metahumans. This term is a catchall for any entity with powers far beyond the scope of human capability. Metahumans are still somewhat rare, since their first manifestation two years ago. New York City seems to have a larger than average number of Metahumans, leading to many conspiracy theories, mostly considered hogwash. ,, New York City is still a beautiful city, with a dark side, but thanks to the heroes, this is being changed. Still crime happens and the heroes cannot be everywhere. ,, There hasn't been enough time for major Metahuman-spawned technical advancement on a global scale, though individual metahumans may have designed or created advanced technology for their own uses/ ,, The US government is acutely interested in such cases, as already we've seen some offensive systems deployed that could be disastrous if they're mass produced. ,, To date no metahuman has purposely revealed themselves as what they are. ,,
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