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[queenmaevex]

Maeve watched the television as Compound V flooded the news outlets. She didn’t care that much until her father showed up. She wasn’t particularly close with her family. Typical redneck bullshit. She felt they really did try and make a pretty penny off her name alone and she couldn’t stand it. As he spoke about her, Maeve stayed quiet as she twirled the vape pen between her fingers. As he finished with something about always loving her, Maeve took a long drag of her vape. Usually she would have a drink now but she was trying to be better. “Bullshit.” She murmured as she blew out the smoke and changed the channel.

[doctorvought]

open starter for anyone!

A promotion to Sage Grove wasn’t on the cards, though Jonah had desputed if this new job was a step up. For his father, Vought directly was the only place to be but Andrew couldn’t be there for a minute longer. Every god damn time he walked the halls, with the heroes pictures hanging on the wall while his dad was paralyzed because of them? It made Andrew feel a burning anger that he had never felt before. 

The practices were different at Sage Grove. At Vought Tower, they only had him working on the strain of compound v to help their heroes get high and the working girls keep up. No, now Andrew was actually doing something better so long as he didn’t dwell on the screams he heard with the clean up crew. Leaving the building he stopped suddenly. “You’re trespassing on private land, you do understand that right?” Security didn’t seem to be as good as Vought Tower but the whole thing was supposed to be a secret. 

[shockwavespeedster]

Starter for: @thehomelandr​

Location: Vought HQ

Shockwave was sitting besides one of Vought’s many large windows, tapping his foot rapidly as he looked down at the crowd of people amassing around the building, mostly made up of reporters. As soon as the news about Compound V had been shown, he had rushed here, feeling this would be the only place he’d be safe from paparazzi or fans until the whole thing calmed down. 

It’s not like he hadn’t known about Compound V, because he did, his father always having been honest with him from the beginning. But he was still a nervous wreck. What would this mean for his career? Would the supe industry cave under this?

His phone was blowing up with a variety of comments from confused or angry fans, questioning him what was happening, if he knew, what his story was. He didn’t answer any of them, the only person he was actively replying to was his father, who was worried sick.

Shockwave leaned back in his seat, sighing heavily. This really had to happen just as he was getting popular, didn’t it.

[wxrshipr]

location: streets of new york starter: for anyone

The news banner flashed across the screen. HEROES AREN’T BORN, THEY’RE MADE. Compound V was all anyone could talk about but he just sat there, silently. The news hurt, it stung and he was trying to think of all his beliefs and what that meant. Deep in thought, he walked out of the building and into the street, not looking where he was going but seeing the news flashing around him. 

[healerbynature]

starter for: anyone at supehq

location: hospital garden

status: open

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Elena wasn’t in as rough a condition as she’d been when Maeve had visited. Her stitches were stabile enough to be a little mobile and able to move around even though she was still technically a patient. Now according to the surgeon’s orders she was supposed to stay in bed for another 24 hours to air on the side of caution before moving too much. However Elena knowing her own body had decided to go against that. She knew how she felt and when to stop so as soon as the nurse had gone Elena had made her way the short distance to the hospital garden.

Taking a seat on the closest bench Elena winced as while she was able to move it didn’t mean she wasn’t still sore. She was content to just sit still for now and enjoy some peace. This place was calm with all the flowers and plants around. The smells where a far cry from the sterile and sharp medical scents inside the hospital. Enough to put her at ease and feel calmer. This little area was open to the public to come and go as well so there were more people here than just hospital residents. Which made things feel a bit more normal. As if she wasn’t a patient recently come off a surgery and it was just a normal day.

It wasn’t until she saw someone sit down next to her out of the corner of her eye that the sense of calmness was broken. “If you’re one of the nurses here to tell me to come back inside then please dont. It’s quiet nice out here and calm. I’m not endangering my stitches, so no need to worry.” Even so her hand went to hover over the area on her midsection where the incisions where instinctually. “And if you’re not then I’m so sorry.” Her gaze was focused on the bird fountain a few steps away where a couple birds were perched. The sight a beautiful one and kept Elena’s attention away from the person who’d just arrived for the moment.

[speedstersdad]

Starter for: @thehomelandr​

Location: Richard’s Apartment

Richard had watched the interview with Homelander and Queen Maeve. He assumed the entire thing was scripted, but had genuinely been surprised when Homelander mentioned having a son. When they had met, he’d been protective of his privacy, so having him make it public knowledge was unexpected. Still, he didn’t know what things were like behind the scenes. 

Finished with work for the day, he decided to stay in his apartment with his dog. It was a relatively nice, modern apartment that had a very cozy home feel to it. As he was watching TV with Bluebell on the ground besides him, she perked her head up suddenly, before growling and barking at the window. Confused, he turned the TV off, and looked out of the window to see what it was she could possibly be barking at. 

[fxckingcherry]

starter: open to anyone! locaton: tbd!

The news had come in. Since his latest arrest the Deep was offically no longer the Saviour of Sandusky and there was nothing he could do about it. They took his crappy room in the motel, everything. The Deep was left with nothing and for the first time in years, he had nothing to his name. No movie deals, no apartments he only had enough money to get by. Thank god Eagle the Archer had come and helped out but still the Church of the Collective seemed like a leap. “If you want to come and beat a horse while its down get in line.” His phone hadn’t stopped ringing. Every member of the press wanted to speak to the fallen member of the Seven. At least they hadn’t filled his postion yet but no one from Vought had called. 

[sensoriium]

open starter location: vought / payback hq

“You gotta be fucking kidding me.”

Horror and disbelief set across Brook’s face as she stared down at her phone, her thumb furiously swiping downward and refreshing her Instagram page over and over as she watched the notifications trickle in. Fifty-eight comments in the last minute alone, all ranting on about how Vought was a sham and Supes were false gods. And they were all accumulating on her latest image of her at the pool. She liked that new suit. She spent two hours editing the filter on it, for Christ’s sake. And now that post was fucking ruined. 

“You gotta be fucking kidding me!” Brook repeated, louder. Her follower count had just flickered from a 3.5m to a 3.4m. The number sat there on the page, just taunting her. The situation was the same on the Payback account, as those of her teammates’, though it really wasn’t much consolation. She lifted her phone, flashing the screen to the other person in the room. “Is no one going to fucking fix this? What is PR even doing?”