Cold Front

Bradley Carington - 30 -Superhero

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Point Check: November 22nd, 2020 - November 28th, 2020

Breakdown:

Current Points: 820

GIF chat / para replies: 4 (40)

Open / Closed starters: 0

Self para / writing task: 0

Replying to an open starter: 0

Meme / ask box response: 0

Points of the week: 40

Total points: 860

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lex-sullivan​:

Lexi smiles thinly. “I don’t know if there is a way to salvage that… but maybe you’re the change we need, as cliche as it sounds. Maybe it’ll be a bandaid though…” She sighs softly and watches the other people moving around the room. Everyone was chattering or dancing. She can’t help it but she snorts in amusement. “Do you really think I’d be here of my own free will?” She looks at him curiously. “Honestly, I’m here because I’m getting paid… and honestly, I’d only be here of my own free will if it was to support a friend or partner…” She keeps her eyes forward as she says the last part. “What about you? You hear for the hell of it or because Vought wants you here?” 

   Smiling when she mentioned him possibly being a bandaid to help Vought at the moment. He couldn’t help but try and lighten the mood further with some cheesy jokes he had been saving up his sleeve for just this moment. “Well I do have ice powers, maybe I can chill out the situation? Ya know, put a little freeze on the panic that seems to be everywhere right now.” When she questioned if she would be here on her own free will, and then admitted that she was only there because she was being paid to be there, Bradley laughed a little, he couldn’t help it. When he was asked if he was there of his own free will he nodded. “Yes and no. Vought wanted me here since the movie comes out so soon, but I also wanted to be here to take my mind off of everything going on. So far it’s worked.” 

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cockblarney​:

“Small fuckin’ world. I’m Blarney Cock from Kix.” Another fuckin’ supe in the place. “So, you gunna tell me this origin story they’re makin’ a movie about or do I have to buy a ticket for it?” Vought might tell him to go but he was tryin’ not to think of ‘em. 

   Smiling when the other shared that he was Blarney Cock from Teenage Kix, well would you look at that a fellow supe. It really was a small world after all just like the song implied. “No way, I didn’t expect to find another other heroes here. And you know it’s all bs the story their selling. Got my powers from a magical snow drift or something stupid like that. Still doesn’t mean you shouldn’t come. You might like the film. I hear I look pretty great in it, and my acting ain’t half bad.” 

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lookerx​:

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Katia scoffed as Bradley said she sounded jealous. “And you sound about as camp as that drink.” She fired back as she stirred the olive around her glass for a moment. “Anyone can make it. Just if they can keep it or have you never heard of a one hit wonder?” She told him. At his question, she grinned and shook her head. “Never. Besides, everyone loves a good music rivalry. This could work out in my favour.”

   When she told him that he sounded as camp as his drink Bradley rolled his eyes, and chuckled. “Now, now you aren’t gonna start throwing catty one liners my way. Cause I don’t know anything campier than that. Besides I like Shirley Temples, they taste good.” Chuckling again when he was told that anyone could make it, “So you’re hoping this is just that? A one hit wonder?” Shaking his head in a friendly manner. “Well we before get on the trail of music rivalry are you at least gonna come and enjoy this night with me.” 

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maskdsldr​:

He listened, giving a nod. He could understand the feelings – expressed and not expressed – by the supe. “Sorry. I assume you were trying to distract yourself?” He remarked, raising his brows, giving a warm smile. “I hope so. Everything feels rather unbalanced. Noir hated the lack of balance among the world right now in the wake of the Compound V revelation.

   Shaking his head when the other park bench sitter apologized. He didn’t want them feeling bad for asking, Bradley had brought up Compound V first. “No, no it’s fine. I imagine that’s what everyone is talking about right now when it comes to supe. “But yeah, the jog was too keep my mind off of everything, though no matter what I was gonna fail at that mission.” Raising an eyebrow at the other when he mentioned the world unbalanced, before chuckling. “I would be more inclined to say everything feels upside down rather than unbalanced.” 

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Point Check: November 15th, 2020 - November 21st, 2020

Breakdown:

Current Points: 620

GIF chat / para replies: 17 (170) 

Open / Closed starters: 0

Self para / writing task: 0

Replying to an open starter: 2 (30) 

Meme / ask box response: 0

Points of the week: 200

Total points: 820

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doctorvought​:

Andrew looked around. Every supe here was looking for something of their own to gain. They all had the money but it was something money couldn’t always buy. Status and influence within the supe community only came from Vought and the top tier supes. Andrew almost choked on his drink. “I have a multi million dollar apartment by central park, I’ve never been in debt and my trust fund is still very healthy.” Yes, Jonah was a distant father in more ways than one but at least all of his children and grandchildren had their futures secured.

 “It’s a Vought sponsored event that’s full to the brim with press who all want a word from Jonah’s closest allies.” And some of them didn’t know that Andrew was his son so for now, it was a secret he preferred to be kept.

   “Well then we clearly have that in common. Though rather than an apartment my parents are renting a whole townhouse for me, they thought it was better for the Cold Front brand if I sorta had my own base of operations in the city. Makes me look more professional and established I guess I don’t know, but I’m certainly not complaining.” Sometimes the property felt too big and too empty in Cold Front’s mind, but he wasn’t the type to argue or pushback, and he had fallen in love with the design of it all. 

“Jonah? Am I supposed to know a Jonah?” The name rang a bell, but Cold Front simply couldn’t put a face or an identity to it. “All I know is, all night I’ve been asked about my movie, this CD, and what the future has in store for me. Nothing about anyone named Jonah.” 

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sensoriium​:

Brook wouldn’t have asked if she hadn’t been genuinely curious. Interest wasn’t something she could easily fake. Ever since the news of Compound V had broken, it seemed like everyone she’d run into was in a shitty mood. Honestly, though, that was the best time to gather information. People were more willing to talk and rant about their personal problems when they were upset.

She offered a look of sympathy as he told his story. Her father had been a piece of shit, but at least he hadn’t lied to her about the drug. “Sorry. That sucks. Seems like all of our parents are real pieces of work. I don’t think I’ve met a single Supe around here who actually had a wholesome family.”

   Looking up at Brook when she offered her sympathies. “Thanks.” That was the thing though, Bradley had been raised in somewhat of a wholesome family situation. He had always gotten what he wanted, his parents had always been so quick to please him. He was popular in school, he was athletic, he had an amazing life, save for the fact that he had to remain in the closet. Could he really complain over that one detail? Especially when so many would want to be in his position? 

“I’m sure my parents will come up with something as a ways of apologizing. I suppose it helps that they still are paying my rent here in the city. How about you though? How are you holding up with this news?”  

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maskdsldr​:

A supe, then. Not one Noir recognized, which didn’t mean much. He didn’t pay much attention to the other properties under Vought’s control outside the Seven, and Payback, and he could probably recognize Teenage Kix, if needed. The fact he’d wanted a break  from supes and had somehow accidentally found another supe anyway was … amusing, if ironic. “Your secret is safe with me.” He gave a nod, with a small half-smile. “How are you feeling about the Compound V news?” 

   Smiling when he was told that his secret was safe with him, “Thanks. I appreciate it.” When he was asked about the revelation about Compound V, Cold Front felt as he swallowed unintentionally. That’s why he’d gone on this run after all, to get his mind off of that topic, and how it made him feel. Betrayed, was the first word that popped into his head. By his parents, by Vought. “It’s been a lot to take in. I have been trying not to think or feel about it. So to say it’s a rather soft spot for me at the moment.” Cold Front loved talking about himself, though he wasn’t inclined to talk about this with someone he was just meeting. “Hopefully it can be put behind us all pretty soon.” 

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lex-sullivan​:

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Location: Launch Party 

Lexi was wandering around the party, looking for a chance to take some pictures or a familiar face to make some form of small talk with. The champagne flute in her hand was full; she had no intentions of touching it either. It was just a way for her to stave off the offers to get her a drink. Why Vought didn’t offer non-alcoholic beverages as easily as they offered the alcoholic ones was beyond her. 

She’s scanning the room when she sees Bradley. Relieved to see a familiar face, she walks over to him. “So, when can we expect Cold Front’s movie premiere party?” She teases. 

   Cold Front was on about his fourth Shirley Temple, at events like this he had to keep himself from running his mouth so not to let anything slip that he shouldn’t. That and he thought the vast majority of the people here were just not worth talking to. They meant very little to him, and truthfully the vast majority just bored him. When the press woman, Lexi, if he remembered correctly. They had done that cute little interview together for Instagram the day the military bill had been announced. “Oh your guess is as good as mine, Lexi. Hopefully soon. I really want to get my name out there. Maybe I could help save Vought’s image from this Compound V shit.”  Looking around the room, this event seemed to be helping with that for sure. So maybe soon he’d be able to have his movie come out. Get his mind off of everything going on in his life at the moment. “So you here at this thing for work or for pleasure?” 

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cockblarney​:

“Yeh, ‘yer probably right ‘bout tha’.” Blarney had money from bein’ in the Kix but it wasn’t a lot. Not near enough for his expensive habit but he got by one way or another. “Wha’ is ‘yer movie ‘bout?” Might as well ask, the fella seemed like decent company. 

   Smiling a little when he was asked about his movie, if there was one thing Bradley enjoyed talking about it was himself and his own success. “Well it’s actually about me. It’s basically an origin story for me, well more so for my whole supe persona. You might not realize it but I’m actually a supe, Cold Front.” Offering a hand to the other, he hoped that he wasn’t a super fan. 

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doctorvought​:

Nursing his drink, Andrew watched as the crowds of people came in and filled the hall. Everyone was here for a reason. Where there was a supe, usually it meant they had their own agenda to push. Andrew was surprised to see Coldfront here, offering ways in which to profit from his colleagues. “I don’t need the money or this crap, its yours if you want it?” Andrew didnt know if Vought had reduced the hero pay a lot of if this guy just wanted to talk. “Though I didn’t think heroes were the type to profit off each other.” 

   A small chuckle when the scientist told him it was his if he wanted, though he didn’t know heroes tried to profit off of one another. “Oh no, I am good I don’t need another bag of this stuff, I just thought you could use the money. I imagine getting all your degrees came with a good amount of student loans.” Shaking his head. “Oh trust me, I don’t have any intention of selling this stuff. Much you like I don’t need the money at all. It’s ya know usually none supes that are trying to make money off of exclusive crap like this. I’d ask if you were enjoying yourself, but something tells me you aren’t.” 

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lookerx​:

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Looker glanced over to Bradley, her expression still sour. “She isn’t some fucking whimsical little singer. She is doing exactly what I’m doing. I’m just fucking honest about it.” She cursed under her breath. “If she just wanted to make music cause she loves it then she can do it on the streets like the university students and other losers who can’t actually make it.” She then pouted. “I do play nice with others. I make an incredible partner but I don’t eat cat.” 

   “Dear, you just sound jealous, and jealousy is not your color. It’ll cause you too wrinkle, and then I doubt they’ll be calling you Looker.” Chuckling when she said that she should be singing on the streets like uni students and losers who can’t actually make it. “Well clearly she can make it or we wouldn’t be at her launch party right now.” A small grin on his face when she mentioned not eating cat. “Yeah but do you eat crow?” Bradley knew he might push a few buttons but the drama was fun to him. 

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theboyslamplighter​:

   Nodding his head when he was told to tell Declan if he was being too rough as he didn’t want to hurt him, Bradley got into the doggy position, trying to arch his back to give the older the best access he could to his entrance. Feeling as a hand, and then soft kisses moved down his back, he eagerly waited for the feeling of Declan to slide back inside of him. Wincing when it happened, he bit the pillow he had near his face, not wanting Declan to hear when he cried out, before he again readjusted to the other supes length. Whinig out when Declan began to thrust into him harder, Bradley let out a small yelp when his ass was slapped. Feeling as his head was tugged back as his hair, his cock twitched in between his legs, hard and just as needy. “Yes, yes I like this a lot, Declan. Want it more.” Letting out another whine when he was spanked again. “I’ve been so bad, need.....need to be spanked more, sir.” 

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theboyslamplighter​:

   Nodding his head, Bradley moaned with each thrust into him, “Yeah? My hole feels that good?” Bradley pressed his lips against Declan’s neck as he was fucked, kissing at his neck, but nipping at his neck a few times as well. Letting out a soft gasp when he was thrown onto the bed. When his ear was bit, he let out a soft groan as he was asked if he wanted to stay in the position they were in, or if he wanted to be fucked face down. “I want you to fuck me from behind.” Biting his lip a little, “I want you to pull my hair too, you can spank me too if you want. I uhhh I like it rought, Declan.”  

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doctorvought​:

event starter for anyone!

Another day and another supe that Vought wanted to shove down everyone’s throats. Andrew was beyond tired but after the media hounded his family and his father refused to speak to anyone, Andrew needed a good night out. Album launches were not exactly his thing but it was an open bar and Andrew had a free night. “You can take my bag of free crap if you want?” Andrew asked the person by him. In reality, Andrew had no need for the pictures or whatever of Siren. He came for the open bar, the rest Andrew planned on drinking away into oblivion.

   Bradley was invited to the launch for Siren’s album because of the proximity to the release of his movie, and they thought because of that he would be able to catch more people’s eyes and bring attention to his own movie release in a few weeks. He got his own bag of free shit, so he chuckled when someone who very clearly was not into the launch party was trying to pawn off his own bag of free shit. “Hey you know this stuff is gonna be worth money on like eBay? Amazon. You get supes around here to sign this stuff and you can walk with a tens of thousands with that bag of free crap.” 

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lookerx​:

Looker was not happy. Why the hell was Siren getting her own launch party? Sure, she had one every time but again, she didn’t like anyone getting on her own turf. Still, she was asked to show up as the Girls Get It Done movement was all about supporting each other which she thought was bullshit. She finished of her martini as the interview carried on. “A collab? Oh I think Siren has a very…unique sound but who knows, right?” She offered the photoshop smile as the interviewer wrapped up and Looker turned back to the bar, her expression dropping from photo perfect to disgust. “Can I get a Manhattan like now?” She snapped at the bartender.

      When the launch party was announced for Siren, Bradley almost instantly knew that Looker was going to be angry about the album. He knew how she was when he felt people were moving in on her territory. Watching her interview from the bar, he chuckled when she turned around and the facial expression turned to one of disgust her voice angry as she ordered the Manhattan. Smile on his face as he spoke, “What you don’t like the idea of another songstress working around Vought?” He was leaning against the bar, sipping a Shirley Temple. “I don’t think she has the same sound as you, you should be fine. Doubt she’ll actually move in on your market. Besides you should learn how to play nice with others.”