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Lorem Ipsum [private] Mar 10, 2017 4:24:59 GMT

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Post by Shadic on Mar 10, 2017 4:24:59 GMT

((in an effort to revive this site I'll work on some solo threads. I don't want this character that I invested so much time into to go to waste. Having said that, enjoy [AND RETURN PLEASE!!]))

West City

Saturday, 11:47 PM

Parking Garage a mile north of Big Shot's mansion

"We got an Eleven-Ninety-Nine. Request assistance immediately. I repeat, an Eleven-Ninety-Nine. Over." The chief of police phoned in for backup on his radio. Some high powered criminals were holed up inside the parking garage and they had hostages. "Where's that goddamned president of ours? I knew those damn millennials would screw up this country!" He angrily shouted at some of the other officers around him. A strong police presence was surrounding the garage. "Get that negotiator out here now! I'm about to cave. SWAT cannot breach the facility and Big Shit is no where to be found." Chief mumbled some other slanderous things about the President of Earth under his breath as the negotiators scurried over to him.

"S-Sir! Their demands actually increased! They want $1,000,000 immediately. If we do not act within the next thirty minutes, the hostages are going to be blown to smithereens. What should our next move be?" The negotiator was sweating even though the temperature was barely above freezing.

Chief threw his hands up in exasperation. "Fine! Let them know we are going to give them the money as soon as we can get the president on the line. He is the only person who can afford to make that transaction at this time. Hurry!" He sat down on the hood of a police cruiser and lit up a cigarette, blowing out some smoke before he shouted out some more orders. "Somebody get President Big Shot on the phone. Tell his secretary it is urgent, innocent people are in danger."

Inside the parking garage, three criminals were keeping the place on lockdown. The garage had four stories to it; the ground level (where the cops were), the second level (where the hostages and bombs were), the third floor, and the roof. One of the criminals was standing on the roof, firing his ki-powered machine gun at anything that moved. Another criminal was keeping watch over the hostages so they wouldn't try any funny business. The last one was dealing with the negotiators and any police who tried to enter through the ground level. All three wore a Guy Fawkes mask, but each one had different facial hair of some kind. Negotiator called up to his allies on his walkie talkie, "Hey boys, I think we've got us a deal. Call in Gunner, as soon as we get this money wired to us half of the West City Police Department is going to be gone. How are our guests doing, Nam?"

The babysitter, Nam, waited a second before holding his walkie up to his mouth and responding, "All six of 'em are still here looking pretty. Did you actually manage to leech a million off of those pigs?"

Negotiator laughed out an answer, "It seemed like it. Say, how's Chopper doing up there? You heard from him in a while?" Negotiator paused for a second and asked, "Hey Chopper, you good?"

On the rooftop, Chopper was surveying the sky, as he was supposed to do. The sky had been quiet for about 15 minutes after the last news helicopter that came into the area was shot down. The chatter of the police and crowd below were almost soothing to the criminal because it let him know they were not dead yet. As Chopper started to respond to Negotiator, he noticed some silver object arcing its way to the building. "What the hell is that?" The object crashed onto the roof of the parking garage, landing with a thud. Chopper slowly approached the object, aiming his gun at it in case he needed to fire on it. As the dust cleared, Chopper saw the object was a hammer? This was no ordinary hammer used for do-it-yourselfs, but rather a battle hammer. The leather, metal handle was laced with intricate designs and topped off by a leather strap at the end of the weapon.

As Chopper was examining the weapon, it began shaking before flying towards the criminal's face. He did not even have time to react before it slammed into his face and knocked him flat on his back. The hammer flew over to somebody who was perched atop a car that had been abandoned on the roof of the parking garage. "I guess I'm the hero this city needs, and the one it deserves right now." The newcomer hopped down from the car and slowly made his way to the downed Chopper. He took the man's walkie talkie and threw it over the edge. "So all of Earth's defenders suddenly disappear and you seem to think you can just pull off the ultimate heist? No, no, no, not today buddy." The newcomer stomped down on Chopper's chest, sending him through the concrete ground and down onto the floor below. "Yikes. That one looked like it actually hurt a little bit. You all good Choppy?"

Chopper was knocked out cold from the attack, being the weakest of the three. Shadic (the newcomer in case that was not yet obvious) glanced back over at his hammer and sighed. 'One down, two to go. I need to go about this stealthily. My top priority is getting to those hostages and setting them free, but we got Generic Thug #2 puppy guarding them. If I go too loud trying to take out Generic Thug #3, I'll alert #2 and wind up getting everybody killed. That is the last thing I want to happen. So, let's think about this logically...'

Lorem Ipsum [private] Mar 10, 2017 21:40:20 GMT

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Post by Shadic on Mar 10, 2017 21:40:20 GMT

Taking a look at the white knight, Shadic, he was not changed much from his normal look. He was still tall, still had his hair spiked up, and was still in great shape. His apparel was the only difference. During everybody's abscence, Shadic operated in the shadows. Somehow his much outdated Brotherhood tech still operated, and that was a key piece in his stealthiness. As far as everybody knew, the aliens and superpowered beings were no longer existent. If one popped up, they were somehow taken down. This was all thanks to Shadic.

Shadic now had a wide wardrobe with various different gi colors to match his mission. To blend into a deserty wasteland, Shadic wore a brown gi with tan undershirt. Tonight he sported a black gi with gray undershirt/accents. His attire was a key factor in keeping him hidden from the police and criminals. If he let himself be known, people would start planning for him, and the element of surprise was one of his greatest advantages.

To go along with his new approach, Shadic made use of two main pieces of technology. His Brotherhood bluetooth scouter, which was still the original model from before the Blackout age, and a new piece he called the RC-WristD. This wristwatch allowed him to control any official Brotherhood robots and drones, whether they be surveillance or offensive bots. Paired with his sole surveillance bot, which he named Oracle, Shadic always had an eye on his objective.

Crouched behind a car, Shadic flipped out his scouter lens and took control of Oracle, which had been keeping a view of the scene from a nearby rooftop. Oracle is a small drone, about the size of an average dinner plate. It is all black and resembles a dragonfire (a killstreak from black ops 2, minus the gun). The camera attached to the drone can sense heat signatures, ki signatures, and even can scan things and search for information from Big Shot's database. Oracle slowly hovered its way down to the second floor of the parking garage, giving Shadic an idea of what he was working with.

Bad Guy #2 was pacing around the ramp leading down to the ground level, stopping every now and then to check on the hostages. He did not carry a gun like Chopper, but instead walked with a ki blast constantly charged and at the ready. The hostages were each strapped up to a large box in one of the corners of the floor. Shadic set Oracle to hover mode and allowed his drone to scan the boxes to see what information it could get about them. Meanwhile, the human-saiyan hybrid began making his way down the ramp and to the third floor. Bad Guy #2 was a whole different beast from Chopper. One false move could result in the death of one or more civilians, but Shadic was going to make sure that did not happen.