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"More people? And I thought..." Annie's voice trailed as she looked around her.
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2 people found themselves here
silverchaos99
halflivedmarco
"More people? And I thought..." Annie's voice trailed as she looked around her.
[Gonna get offline uvu I'll reply to halflivedmarco and sunshinebodt tomorrow when i can uvu!]
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halflivedmarco replied to your post “.”
did you post our starter?
I did indeedely
Vigilante AU || +halflivedmarco
There were several reasons that vigilantism was illegal. Jean Kirchstein happened to be one of those reasons. Or, so he thought as he lay bruised and blooded in a dumpster on a side of some brick building. He hadn't been paying much attention to the sign in front, only focused on finding some place to hide. The big, red disposal bin seemed a good a place as any, and he quickly scrambled inside, his adrenalin rush keeping him from feeling any of the numerous injuries he'd earned that night. After a few hours of staying perfectly silent, Jean was too stiff and dizzy to move, and ended up passing out right there.
Not So Super : HalflivedMarco
Jean wasn't sure how he felt about the responsibility. Well it was his chance to do good for the people around him, but it was still a lot of responsibility. Comic books and action movies rarely prepare you for this kind of thing.
He still hadn't gotten the hang of his powers just yet, so there had been a few close calls, but he felt that he was getting there. Things were starting to shape up. He could at least hold his own for the most part. His ability to manipulate the shadows were subpar. He could fashion a weapon for himself, but only out of small shadows, no bigger than the human shadow. Manipulating in complete darkness proved to be too much of a mental strain and he found himself waking up on the living room floor. But for now, his powers would have to do.
He decided to grab dinner at a small diner not too far the industrial part of the city. There had been rumors that an organized crime syndicate operated out of the heart of the steel jungle. He really just wanted to get a picture of lay out for his own safe keeping.
halflivedmarco replied to your post: Very munday, such face. ...
everyone is hot but me
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