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The New League: Roleplay [Revived!]
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[ location: in the city on the sidewalk
Riley walked on the side walk with her bandanna on her nose and mouth her blue eyes gazing at everything in front of her [open] |
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Kingston yawned and stretched as they got out of bed that morning. Their usually impeccable red hair was tousled and messy, and they grimaced at their reflection in the mirror. |
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Cain's eyes flickered open just at the tight moment. He looked yo his alarm clock. 2 minutes until it rang. So, he outpaced it. Today was going to be a nice day.
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Cain felt so stupid right now. Literally. He woke up EARLY! How did he manage to be late!? Okay, maybe he did spend way too long, making cinnamon rolls for breakfast, but he had been putting off making them, and the ingredients were going to go bad! Maybe he should have prioritised things better because now Cain was barrelling through the streets like a madman, half-dressed in his superhero suit, half-dressed in civilian clothes. In his hands were a gym bad and some tupperware.
In his frenzied attempts to reach the New League headquarters in time, Cain found himself barrelling right towards an unfamiliar figure on the street. Would they be able to dodge the clumsy runner? @Willowfern |
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Covey crossed his arms and tilted his head as he observed the suit in front of him. A mechanical wonder, truly; the boy sometimes wished he had any kind of knack for tinkering or mechanics. Rigor’s original suit would always be awe-inspiring no matter how many times he had seen it - which, uh, had been ten times at this point. What? The museum was pretty cool! Besides, it was usually a fairly quiet part of the new league tower. Plus Covey was brushing up on his history, which was totally something an intellect, such as himself, would do. |
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Spencer/Glory Road/In her suit (no alias, name unknown)
A dark figure perched on the rooftop of a general store. Her improvised suit could pass for regular clothes, if not for the shiny metal-looking mask. Spencer made it herself. She was not one for public displays, hence the lack of name, but the voice modulator and face coverage was convenient. Currently, she was patrolling for danger, looking out for anything suspicious. Of course, the New League refused to give further info regarding the recent murders, likely due to some internal corruption. This whole thing was definitely suspicious. (Open. Spencer is against villains and will fight them but she's also wanted by the law ands the New League) |
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This was so incredibly unfortunate. Superheroes were supposed to make someone's day, not ruin it! Cain had barrelled into a stranger lost his balance and almost fallen back on his butt if not for a convenient street lamp to grab onto. He managed to hold onto the box of cinnamon rolls, thank goodness. "I am so so sorry, good citizen! I really wasn't being careful, but I was late for patrol. I do hope that doesn't stain permanently. I'dreccoment a mix of warm water, white vinegar and dish soap. Uh...would a cinnamon roll interest you as compensation? I made plenty. " he said awkwardly, feeling incredibly guilty. |
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Hera Colton - Non Gifted. Location: Her Apartment and Then The Sidewalk. An Employee For The New League, In The Filing Department. She/They 7:30AM Her alarm echoed through the dark room. Causing the 19 year old to almost throw the phone across the space. Yet they still got up,only clearly a tad bit upset. Her boyfriend still unable to be contacted.Why? They had zero clue. He had refused to pick up the phone for a month or even read her texts. Was there even a reason he had ghosted her out of the blue? They wouldn’t know until he stopped being an asshole and actually responded. UGH! They picked up the thin black block that held the alarm’s off button,Swiftly pressing it. Hera sat up in the bed, Staring blankly at the screens message, “delivered”. Gosh, why was she worried about this right now, they had work today. The women hesitated as she closed the messaging app, they stood up. 7:35AM They roughly walked over to her dresser, fuzzy eyes glancing over each drawer as they picked out their usual outfit of clothing. A leather jacket, baggy jeans with rips below the knee and a blackish grey tee shirt. Next was her shoes, not many option’s considering the other two pairs were dirty and worn. She selected the obvious choice, a pair of black and white skate shoes that she stole from her boyfriend a while back. They had only been worn a few times after that, as to not damage them. But today was busy, it’s not like she had much of anything to do anyways. She had plenty of college work to complete after work, and that was pretty much it. Maybe do a deep clean of her apartment? 7:50AM When she was ready wardrobe wise next was brushing her teeth. The women walked to the bathroom, turning the light on, only then putting in her contacts. Then they picked up the toothbrush and toothpaste, opting to skip wetting it and just went straight to brushing. After that was mouthwash, her eyes already searching across the cluttered counter top, finding the blue bottle fairly quickly. They poured the correct amount of it into a separate small cup and gargled it in her mouth before spitting it into the sink. Letting the water run for a few seconds afterwards. Hera roughly took a comb through her hair,Making sure to remove any knots. They walked out of the bathroom, turning the light off as she did so. They contemplated taking the blue sedan that was parked outfront, but chose against. “I’m not wasting gas on like a 20 minute walk.” They muttered. She walked to the kitchen,Thanking her previous self for putting all of the necessary things into the coffee maker the previous night. While waiting for the brew to begin, they grabbed a thermos and its respective cover, putting it under the spout. Leaning over the counter and grabbing the bottle of hot sauce then waited. Unscrewing the glass bottles top and poured a small amount into the thermos as the coffee poured into it. A small smile on her face, They turned to the brewer off and put the bottle down when the desired amount of coffee had filled the thermos. They put the cover on and walked towards the hanger that held her car keys but didn’t pick them up. Instead grabbing her apartment keys and bag, flinging it over her shoulder before walking out of the apartment. Locking it behind her, the women started their trip to work as they walked through the hallway and out of the complex. 8:30AM Hera walked through the street, the sun still an unwelcome presence above her. They then faintly remembered Vessie, a smile rimming the corners of the women's mouth as the pleasant memories of walking with the younger girl came to mind. They were one of the few people who knew her secret identity. Which was a bad thing but it made her wonder who else knew. Now walking alone of their way to work was still a change she was getting used too though. [open.] @Estelle (Thought you may wanna see this) |
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Raphael Acker (Ice Hound) - he/him - Rigor's Personal Museum Mist hissed through the teeth in Raphael's mask as he shut the door to Rigor's museum behind him. Walking around the Tower in his hero garb was uncomfortable, but he was more willing to be safe rather than sorry, and in any case taking a detour to this smaller space of the Tower always offered a chance to pull the mask off and breathe a bit easier. It rubbed at his jaw a bit, something he'd have to take up with R&D or costume design to get fixed. No one came here often, at least not when he typically was around, so with a breath of relief he pressed the buttons on the sides of the mask and slid it off. Sweet, fresh air. Raph rounded a corner, spotted a brand-new exhibit, realized it WASN'T an exhibit at ALL, and immediately jerked back to fumble with the mask. His elbow knocked against the wall and he nearly sent an item crashing to the floor; a squeak escaped him as the thing teetered on the edge of its platform and stopped. Thank GOD. A slow peek around the corner again as he refixed his mask, because there was no way whoever that was hadn't heard him. "Uh. Hello?" |
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| Ace Walsh/Windwaker - She/They - Patrol Commons/Mass Commons | Open! | Ace woke up, a bit late than she planned too. . .well shoot. Well, there's no need to worry, she can rush things pretty well if needed. So, she rushed basically all of her basic preparations, before speeding out the door. They decided to head down to the Mass Common Room, to prevent herself from getting bored to death. Right now, she was unsure if she wanted to talk to anyone, guess she'd decide if someone approached her. |
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Hera Colton - Non Gifted. Location: The Sidewalk To The New League Lobby An Employee For The New League, In The Filing Department. She/They The older teens' eyes are drawn towards the crosswalk. Carefully pressing the button on the light that allowed them to pass, they proceeded when the white stick figure appeared. Only to find themself nearly jumping out of the way of a car- the driver looking away from the very clear person in front of them. Are you freaking kidding right now- god can people have things like super sight and hearing yet somehow almost hit somebody walking across the street. After making sure she was okay and all of her items were undamaged, they kept walking. Gripping onto their thermos until their knuckles were a clear white. Then their phone chimes a loud *ding* The ping on her phone sends a grin wide on their face. “You up?” Simple yet a kind two words. “Nah, Just walking down the street like a zombie. I'm only kidding, what's up kiddo?” She swiftly answered back. Staring at it a little longer before hitting the send button. Hera wasn’t normally the kind of person to really care for messages but Ellie was different, so was their father and mother, and sometimes her boyfriend. They stared at the screen before pressing the side button and the phone went dark once more as they put it back in her back pocket. The woman roughly sighed, eyes locking onto the door of the tall skyscraper before her. Scarred hand gripping the handle, while a brief thought of them just going home and calling in sick today danced swiftly in and out of her mind. Finally opening the door she walked into the building's large lobby. Avoiding anyone who didn’t either work here or was a hero. But one person caught her eye, instantly making them speed walk over. Avoiding calling out the hero’s actual name and replacing it with a swift change into her hero one. The nineteen year old whispered as she drew near. “Phantasia, how’s it going kid?” Their relationship was somewhat difficult to describe, but the best way to explain it was Sisters. Obviously them taking on the older sister role due to age, and Ves being younger by about Three years. Even one time watching movies together that had made Ves started to tear up at the opening of Tarzan- “Have you been watching any movies recently? Any that have made you tear up?” She asks quietly, still whispering as they laughed slightly at the memory. Meeting the younger girl face to face for the first time in a small while, having moved into the New League Building and Them still their apartment in ‘The Four Spire’ @Estelle |
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Raina wasn't much of a talker, nor did she enjoy the company of others, especially not after the incident. But business was business (thought the former businesswoman, haha), and she needed to sort out some paperwork for their patrol. She needed to write down a few things about the members that she didn't know about. She knew teenagers probably didn't have a lot of experience with this stuff, so she took it upon herself. Hence, she had to ask. Ah, Cove was there perfect. "The league administrations needs some statistics on our resources and insurance, could you spare a minute to answer a few questions?" she asked, directly and straight to the point. |
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It was a quiet (i.e. boring) day in the New League tower today. A handful of people seemed busy prepping for Victory Day, which Covey was avoiding like the plague. His mother always made a big show of going out to see the Victory Day parade with a group of her friends and their kids, which meant Covey could not under any circumstances participate as a New League member. He was considering attending as a civilian, and just playing it off as a surprise for his mom, but he was still deliberating on that. |
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Kingston narrowed their eyes. Dear Lord this kid was already on a high horse. Good citizen? Pshaw! League kids were so full of themselves nowadays. |
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"They'reasking uf theres any technical issues in your sleeping quarters like lights and outlets malfunctioning. They also need to know how much of the provided budget you're using." she said matter if factly. These questions mostly didn't apply to her as she did not live in the tower and wasn't a minor who needed financial support. She did get paid of course but that was different. ( @Willowfern sorry if im making a lot of stuff up, i tried to make it as generic/close to what you'vetold me as possible.) |
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"I'm glad you like them! See, the secret is that you have to measure exactly how much cinnamon-Hold on, I just remembered I'm late! Excuse me, I have to go. It was nice talking to you, sorry about your shirt though, byee!" he said as he ran off oast the stranger and up the street. |
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Raphael Acker (Ice Hound) - he/him - Rigor's Personal Museum Raph quickly rechecked the mask again, making sure it was secure, as the person (who was SHORT, by the way, he just wanted to note that somewhere. and were those wings??) approached him. He glanced from the stranger to the item that teetered on the edge and then back again. "Uh. No. It was... totally like that when I got here. Yep." It was a terrible lie. "Oh, my mask?" Raph smiled, and the corners of his eyes crinkling were the only indication that he did so. "Thanks! Your wings are really cool, too. I don't think I've ever seen that before. Say, I don't think we've met? I'm R- er, Ice Hound." No need to go about spilling identities, now, was there? Still smiling, he held out a hand. |
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Raphael Acker (Ice Hound) - he/him - Rigor's Personal Museum "Fledgling. That's cool," he responded genuinely. Briefly he wondered what this guy's actual name is, which then spiraled into the thought that 'what if it kind of matched his real name?' and then to 'how many others have aliases similar to their real names?' and then finally to 'wouldn't that be kind of dangerous?'. It seemed like Raph zoned out for a moment, and then he pulled his hand back with a quiet laugh. "I come up here once and a while to take this mask off. It's been uncomfortable lately, I think I might have damaged it. Been meaning to get it tweaked. Usually I don't see anyone else up here. Why are you here?" A pause, and then he added, rather sheepishly, "That sounded accusatory. I swear I didn't mean it like that." |
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Stanley Watts- he/him- Somewhere around the Enemy containement cells
He lifted the visor of his helmet to wipe the fog on it, his face still hidden by a black balaclava, he finally decided to not lower it and grabbed his M4A1, continuing his guard duty in the perimeter, as he walked, he passed near an other patroling guard whom he saluted with a nod, the other responded and continued before disappearing at the corner of the corridor, the end of the patrol was near, he kept walking to the end of the corridor, finally arriving there, he took the talkie walkie at his belt and said, after opening the channel "Here's Stanley Watts, my patrol is over", he putted back the talkie walkie at his belt and entered the elevator, an other guard will take his place, he was sure about that... Changing place, Stanley Watts, he/him, Cafeteria The elevator opened on the vast cafeteria, he directed himself directly at the nearest restaurant, took something to eat after he paid it and went to sit on a random bench, he took over his helmet to remove the balaclava before putting it back on his head, he then took the first food he had under his hand and started to eat, he stopped and opened a pouch, taking his old sergeant stripes and looked at them... [Open!] |
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[ covey walsh | mass commons ] |
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. Oh my God, kid, Kingston thought as the kid began to launch into the whole ass story about how to make cinnamon buns. They’d been starting to warm up the the kid for a moment, he didn’t seem to be the worst of the League’s little gang of babies, but the little warmth that had been stirring in Kingston’s chest towards the superzero was quickly quashed as he launched into it, I don’t need or want to hear it, I’ll be late to work. |
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| Ace Walsh/ Windwaker | Mass Comms | @naiad | As Ace, or, Windwaker right now, was just doing a few things in the Mass Commons, she noticed Fledgling, baking? Hm, what was he baking anyway and why, I mean he could be into it, but she wasn’t sure if he was. Well, it wouldn't hurt to try and find out, besides, he seemed to be having trouble and there may be a small chance she could help. “Hey, um, Fledgling right? What’cha doing?” That seemed like a good way to start the conversation. |
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~~Ciara~~ { Open } Ciara sighed, sitting on a tree nearby the New League Tower. She knew her power wasn't normal. She knew her life as a New League Member hopes were for nothing. Moving quickly, the assassin leaped off the tree and ran back to the city before anybody could spot her. She clenched her fingers, thinking about a life she could have had. But those rules were just so stupid... She couldn't follow those things... It was just so dumb... Stop for a moment, Ciara... It's your life... She walked through the streets, not knowing what to do. |
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Stanley Watts- he/him, The City His radio beeped, he sighed, put his food away and took the radio "Stanley listening, what is happening?" a voice, deformed at the other side of the line, responded, "Stanley Watts, direct yourself outside of the New League Tower, pick Tavor Hike and patrol in the city, over..." he putted his balaclava back on his hand and took his gun, he stood up and headed outside, he went out, two guards were guarding the entrance, he approached the two and said "Tavor, you have order to come with me for a patrol...", the other just nodded and followed him, they soon disappeard in the crowd of peoples walking there, about ten minutes after the start of the patrol, as the second guard was checking something with a passerby, Stanley watched the surroundings when he spotted someone different, a girl with a different appearance, he patted the shoulder of the other who turned around and immediately saw the reason of the call, they both advanced toward the girl position, two silhouettes dressed in grey, with bulletproof vests and helmets, holding their guns in their hands, Stanley easily followed the girl, different in the crowd, he just hoped the other wouldn't see them... |
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~~Ciara~~ Ciara felt someone following her as she walked through the city. She kept glancing around, her katana in her hands, waiting for someone to jump out as she walked on. "Who's there?" She hissed, looking around, not letting her guard down. |
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Stanley Watts- he/him, The City And crap, they were detected, there was no time for the stealth now, he raised his and indicated to move quickly and with guns up, he raised his guns, putting an eye on near the sight as he walked, his gun up, Tavor was following him as they were walking along a wall, a voice came out of a street, followed by the scraping of a sword beeing drawn from a scabbard, the two guards stopped, they better don't approach for a melee contact, suddenly Stanley had an idea, he asked with signs if Tavor could give him a rock or something, the second nodded and gave a spheric rock to him, Stanley smiled, the idea was perfect, he approached at the corner, and came out for a second, throwing the rock screaming "FLASHBANG OUT!" he waited two seconds, hoping that the effect would be great, and completely came out, followed by the second guard, guns up, the New League symbol painted on the side of their helmet... |
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~~Ciara~~ Ciara heard voices and footsteps nearby her, and she stopped walking, looking around, when a loud scream came from her right and something blurred past her vision, making her yelp and fall over. She quickly regained her balance and saw two men. She swung her katana in an arc, glaring at the two men. "You are New League Guards, aren't you?" She hissed. "What do you want with me?" Ciara kept her guard up, hand gripping her weapon tightly. |
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Stanley Watts- he/him, The City He backed up when the katana swung in front of him, still aiming at the girl, who the hell was she? He responded at her questions "Yes we are New League guards, what we want? Put your weapon away, only heroes and restricted personnel can use them, and identify yourself..." a sharp, and professional response, they were two, they had guns, however in front of them was maybe a heavily armed hostile, which had maybe a superpower, they had to be very careful.... |
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~~Ciara~~ Ciara growled at the two men, aiming guns at her. She slowly put her katana back behind her back with her two knives. Strapped to her skirt belt were a pair of karambits. She held her hands up, her right electric blue eye glaring at the two New League Guards, her left eye scarred over. "My name is Ciara." She hissed, her voice still angry. |
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Stanley Watts- he/him, The City He kept his weapon raised, but gave an look to Tavor, the other shook negatively the head, they haven't apparently ever heard the name, Stanley turned his head back at Ciara and asked "Are you soemone who work for the New League?" |
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~~Ciara~~ Ciara was a battle-hardened assassin who never can follow the rules without making expectations for herself. She kept her guard up as she kept her hands in the air, not taking her glare off the two guards. "No, I do not work for the New League." Whatever would get her out of this situation faster, she would do. |
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Stanley Watts- he/him, The City They instantly took three steps back, Stanley took of the gun security, ready to shoot if something will go wrong, a second click next to him signaled the same thing for the second guard, even without the katana, the girl seemed to be strong enough to easily defeat them both, he tightened the grip on the gun and placed the sight in front of his eye, more faster he respond, less danger they could have, however, he still didn't knew what her power was, she didn't seemed normal... he'd asked, carefully and with a concentrated voice "For who are you working then?" |
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~~Ciara~~ Ciara smiled wickedly when the two men took three steps back. She kept her hands up. Her eyes narrowed when the guns were raised at her again. Her hands went down slightly, her right hand reaching for her katana when the man put his eye into the sight part of the gun, but she didn't grab it. "I will warn you, don't you dare try to imitate or provoke me, that is a very bad idea. I work for no one but myself." Ciara growled angrily. |
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