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5 years ago:
With a landslide victory over his opponent Senator Kelly, Lex Luthor becomes President of the United States of America. With Max Lord as his Vice President, they promist to increase defence and put more money into the military to help balance out from the increasing threat of Meta Humans and Mutants. One of the laws he first passed was the Vigilante Act. This law prohibited ALL costumed crime fighting of any sort unless the secret identities of such individuals revealed to the Federal Government. As Luthor said in "When "heros" such as Batman, Spiderman, Superman or Daredevel for example commit such crimes as damaged property, break and entering, or even murder, how can we even find let alone prosecute someone if we have no way of finding them? We have NO infomation on these individuals at all. No fingerprints, no social security numbers, nothing. And because of this, they will get off with such crimes scott free. I feel its in our better interest as a country to know who really is protecting us, especially the ones with the power of a God" Very few heroes stepped forward save for Captain America who felt it was his duty as a soldier to do so, as well as Captain Atom. The fact that a good majority of the heroes did not step forward did not bode well in the eyes of the public
3 years ago:
In a battle with the Secret Society (Psycho Pirate, Star Saffire, Kraven the Hunter, Felix Faust, and lead by Sinestro) and the Avengers ( Wonder Woman, Iron Man, Wasp, Beast, Vision, Metamorpho and lead by Captain America) Iron Man's emotions were taken over my that of Psycho Pirate. Stark went into a mad rage and attacked Sinestro on with full force and broke Sinestro's neck. Realizing what he had done, he decided to quit the Avengers and focus only on his business Stark Enterprises. Though, in an unexpected move Tony Stark announced a merger with LexCorp a few weeks later. And in another stunning event, Lex Luthor named him the new Securtary of Defence. In the press conference,Tony Stark stated that he will issues War Machines armours to the outmatched miltary so they could at least stand up against people such as the Secret Society. Tony Stark also announced to the world that he was once Iron Man of the Avengers, revealing his identity for the Viligante Act.
While watching the press conference, Batman commented on how htis is not the Tony Stark he knew, something has changed. Mannerisms, body language, etc has changed within the last few days since his quiting of the Avengers. He also noted that Stark kept the Yellow Ring after he killed Sinestro. When mentioning this findings to his team mates, they coughed it up as more of his paranoia theories.
2 years ago:
Lex Luthor announced that a new Mutant/Meta defence system is put into place called "The Brother Eye". The Brother Eye is a satelite that will monitor Super Human activitity over North America, so heroes and authories could react accordingly and promptly. The Luthor/Lord administration begin campaigning for there second term of office. Once again, they were hyping anti-mutant/meta messages. One of the capaign posters had the slogan "Do you know what your children are?".
1 year ago:
Again, Lex Luthor and Max Lord one a landslide victory. During the swearing in ceremony for his second term of office the Kryptonian known as Zod came crashing into the building and declared war on Earth and the human race. With a mere look he shot Max Lord with his heat vision and melting him into a bloody puddle on national TV. Seconds later a confused and angered Zod wondered where he was, then went on a rampage and killed 75% of the occupants in the room. A squardron of War Machines lead by James Rhodes took him down, but lost 6 people in the fray. Within days Lex named Tony Stark as his new Vice President. In front of congress, they announced that Brother Eye can only do so much, as with the War Machines. Too assist these tools they created Project WideAwake, the use of Sentinels to help hunt down the new alien manice. And also they will be formation a goverment controlled super powered team known as Freedom Force. This team will be hand selected by Luthor himself. "Sometimes, you have to fight fire with fire" he said in a radio address.
All mutants/meta/aliens had to report to either The Vault, a super human detention centre or Arkham Prison for the super powered and criminally insane within 24 hours. Any supers they do not comply will be hunted down and taken into captivity and if resistance happens, you will be killed on the spot.
Superman was then declared an ememy of the state. And any super who sided with him
3 days later...the beginning of the end:
Stark tapped into the Avengers computers and shut off all defence systems, just a few minutes after midnight. They gave Captain Atom enough time to fly over Avengers Mansion and purposely tearing a hole in his containment suit causing a massive explosion that took out all of Avengers and a fraction of Manhatten Island. Wasp, Jack of Hearts, Ant-Man, and Wonder Man all died. The rest of the occupants who were in the sub lower levels managed to survive but were still very injured. Once the rest of the heroes managed to clear themselves from the rubble, they saw Black Adam, a Mark III Sentinal, Blob, 6 WarMachines and Iron Man waiting for him, with a new armour powered by the yellow ring of Sinetreo. It was that Yellow Ring in which Tony Stark personally killed Captain America with.
Simutanious to the explosion, Brother Eye focused itself onto Xavier Mansion and fired an giant laser onto the facility. Many of the young students died, the rest were killed when Zoom and Juggernaut tore thru the place afterwards. Waves to Sentinals followed suit. Most of the X-Family escaped but Wolfsbane and Bishop died. Wolf died trying to get the children to safety while Bishop died defending an unconscious Professor Xavier. While searching thru the rubble and sub-basements, Zoom came across Cerebro and forwarded that information to Luthor. Xavier was taken into custody while Cerebro was dismantled and taken to study on.
Within minutes of each other attacks on Four Freedom Plaze, Titans Tower, JSA Mansion were all happening. Endless armies of War Machines and Sentinels decending on the homebases of the heroes.
When it came to The Watch Tower, they used a secret weapon for that. OMAC droids. OMACs were droids created by Lex Luthor with information he has gathered from Tony Stark on some of the heroes. OMACs are programmed with the powers and weaknesses of most of the heroes. So once they confront said heroes, they load up the file and are able to handle the mutant/meta with ease. A flight of 50 were sent up to the Watch Tower and detonated themselves. The explosion from the moon many say you can see from Earth. Many of the heroes escaped, though some are presumed dead such as Batman and Martian Manhunter.
Superman decided to turn himself in on only one condition, that the killing would end. Lex agreed and Superman arrived at the White House> Superman arrived with hands in the air. Tony Stark came forward and in full armour holding a black box. It was a trap, but before Superman could reaction Black Adam came up behind him while Stark opened the box revealing a small fragment of Krytonite. Superman tried to resist but then fell to his knees in a weakened state. It was then Luthor came forth with a spear and stab it thru the heart of the kneeling Superman. Killing him before the world. Glee was in his eyes and whispered in the ear of the dead Kryptonian "I finally beat you, now no one can stop me"
Now:
Its been almost a year since the death of Superman. America is in chaos. Sentinals, War Machines, And OMAC are seen flying over head on a daily basis. Freedom Force have no qulams of breaking into houses and taking "super" children away from there parents. They are taken to the Relearning Centre where they will be trained (or programmed) to be hounds. Professor X has been hooked up to Cerebro permanently to hunt down and locate the last remaining "supers" on the planet. Brother Eye constantly monitors over America aswell. Asteroid M is the last sanctuary for the Mutants and Metas. Wonder Woman is leading this group of heroes while other bands of rebels are doing what they can on Earth, all of whom are declared terrorist and enemies of the state by the Luthor Administration. News has just come to Wonder Women from her source on the inside, Nick Fury, that a new Sentinel prototype is going online in the next few days. This prototype fuses technology from both Ultron and Amazo.
They have to act fast. With many heroes in hiding, many more dead, there is little time left before they could be all deemed extinct.This message was edited by Jacob~Sladder on 9-18-05 @ 10:50 PM |
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| | | | and so it shall begin"Don't blame me because I speak with infallible logic, stupid human"
Foamy
"Don't blame me because I speak with infallible logic, stupid human"
Foamy |
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Wonder Woman looks out of the window and just stares at earth, the place she used to call home. She has had no contact with Themyscira in almost a year. She looks over her shoulder and sees many heroes who shares the same thoughts and feelings as her, that of missing home.
"Diana, a transmission is coming thru on a secure channel" says Hawkeye sititng by the control console. "Patch it thru" she says as she turns to the holoprogector. "Its always good to see you old friend, how are you?" she says with a forced smile.
"I am in no mood for small talk, Wonder Woman, been up to my ass in bullsh*t from Tony while trying to dig up some information for you" He says in a gruff voice "The Sentinel I mentioned to you is going online in a few days. And its sporting both Ultron and Amazo technology"
"Which means, what Col.?" she says in a worried voice "How dangerous is this thing going to be?. I have tangled with an Amazo unit a number of times, and I cant imagine it being more deadly then it already is?"
Fury lights up a cigar and sighs "Its will be fully sentient. This will be the first Sentinel that will be self aware. Self aware Sentinel with an adamantium body that is able to duplicate any super powers and abilities of anyone it comes into contact with. All we need is him to hunt down and find Madrox and we are all dead"
Hawkeye looks up with a stunned face "Okay, that is just messed up. How the hell are we supposed to destroy that??"
"Easy" say Wonder Women without even turning to him when replying "We destroy it before it gets activated"
"Exactly" says Fury "But do you have the fire power to do so?? Who is left? Batman, Superman and Captain America is dead. Thor left to his "home plane" wherever the hell that is. Martian Manhunter flew off into space and Shazam is missing. I dunno if you all can do it. Are you even co-ordinated with the members of the resistance and others down on earth?"
Things comes in from the background "We can always get break Sue outta prison for some serious clobbin. I know her pretty damn well Nicky, she is quite the spitfire when pissed off. Remember Malice???" he says as he chews into a huge hoogie sammich.
"Maybe we can send out a message out to some of the allies on what we are doing. Maybe then we can have some form of unity going one" Says Wonder Woman
"Its a long shot, but it could work. But hte minute you pass thru orbit Cerebro and Brother Eye will pick up on you. And you will have to keep on moving. You will have WarMachines, OMACS, hell probably members of Freedom Force coming at you from all sides. Not to mention terrorist groups like the Brotherhood and the Outsiders causing mass choas" Nick yells as he throws his cigar across the room "What you need to do is get Charles outta that damn machine. Oh, and just so you know the Canadian Government is on full alert. The activated there Weapon X program and Alpha, Beta, and Omega Flight Teams in case Lex Activity movies closer tot there border. Russia as a squadrons of Rocket Reds on hand ready to attack. And Captain Britain notified me that Excaliber is on full guard. We are on the brink of a full scale world war. "
"I will round up some groups here Nick, and from there hopefully we can take back what is ours" Wonder Woman nods solemnly.
"Good Luck, toots. If you need me you know how to contact me. I will do everything in my power to keep you informed" Nick nods back to her and signs off.
A deep sigh from Wonder Woman as she turns to the room full of people. "Okay Hawkeye, Thing, Heatwave (a former Flash Rogue), Hawkgirl you are with me. We are going to stop this Sentinel from ever happening" she says in a stern voice "The rest of you break off into various teams. We are going to need a distraction.
"Lots of them" Hawkeye says under a cough
"Big ones" Heatwave says bluntly.
"I'll get the quinjet ready" Hawkgirl says as she grabs her mace and flies to the hanger
"Its clobberin time. Finally" Thing says with a mouthful of sammich
"Oh god, how did I know you were going to say that you big idiot" Heatwave says as he rolls his eyes
Wonder Woman looks out of the window one last time. She knows she may never live thru this mission, but she knows she will die on earth. Her home. She reaches for the Sword of Athena and the shield of her fallen ally Captain America and heads to the hanger with her team.
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Nick Fury turns off the monitor and leans back in his chair and puts his feet up on the computer desk. Slowly takes out another cigar and lights it as he begins to laugh. A applause can be heard from behind him, with a smirk he turns around.
"And how was that lover?" Nick says as he gruff voice turn to that of a seductive female and his soldier look transforms into that of a blue skinned woman.
"As always, my sweet Mystique" stepping out the the shadows "you gave a performance of a lifetime" Ras al Ghul says with a grin
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"I doubt even Bruce had enough batarangs for this..."
Jason Tood was currently running for his life. An act that was slowly becoming an everyday occurance for the young man. The fact that he was still doing what was getting him chased down as he ran was most likely marked him as a hero. A modern day Robin Hood, so to speak, running supplies for the meta and mutant underground. While he wasn't a meta or mutant, it was still something he felt he should do.
In a bit of irony, it was also most likely going to get him killed. Tapping the headpiece he had on, practically screaming into the mic set, he narrowly dodged a blast from a sentinal unit.
"This is Red Robin, for the love of God, please tell me there's a rabbit hole somewhere arond here, Frank..."
<"About 300 meters to your left, 32nd street sewer main. I'm on my way there as we speak, but the van is having a devil of a time getting through the lines. They were not ment to accomidate a Chevy, Jason. And I could only fit so many toys.">
Frank Castle, a former soldier and War Machine. Discharged after it was found out that his night job was as a mercinary for the U.N., operating undercover to find out the weaknesses of the US administration. As a rersult, Castle took his family into hidding, trying to get them across the border.
They never made it. A cadre of War Machine troopers found them just 5 miles from the Canadian border, promptly ending their lives, on the orders of Lex himself, most likely. Frank barely managed to live, and has since taken the name Vengance. What he hopes to bring to the killers of his family.
But at the moment, he is trying to drive a utility line.
"Jason, if you have any more battoys, now may be a good time to use them. I can get as close as 100 feet from the manhole, but that's it. I'll have lead on standby."
More than enough, Jason thought to himself. For a good part of his youth, Jason spent his time training with the Batman, learning martial arts and finding out what it was that protected Gotham at night. At least till the Sentinals came. So many were taken into captivity. It was only because Bruce managed to have Robin taken away from Gotham that he was still alive.
Somewhere, he knew Bruce couldn't be dead. It'd take more than this to take him down. At least, he'd hoped so.
Pulling a small extendable staff from his belt, Jason slammed it into the manhole cover, vents, and heaved, lifting the steel lid from it's housing. Falling backward, the cover was flipped into the air, slamming into the face of one of the Sentinals. Momentum was a powerful ally, and managed to buy Red precious seconds to slip down the hole, with a sentinal hand in close pursuit, tearing through roadway and pipline.
"Ready the good stuff, Frank, I got a bogey on my tail!"
The side door of the fan slid open, as a chair pushed it's way out, a mini chain gun bolting into position. When the footsteps of the crimsom caped vigalante splashed onto the sewer floor, Red gave a quick turn, and dropped to the muck, just as the hand started pushing through.
"Fire in the hole!"
Rapid fire bullets came buzzing into the durable skin of the hunter unit, and while the first few only dented the surface, several hits in the same area cut through, severing the hand at the wrist, locking it into place as it crashed down, surrounding Jason like a cage. Pushing though the fingers, Red Robin made for a crouching run under the firestome Vengance was delivering.
"I'm driving...."
"What...Oh dear god, no, let me in first!"
Tires squeeled, sending a spray of sewage off the wheels, Frank barely able to jump inside at the breakneck speed he was pushing the old van to. On the surface, utility maps were wired into the memory of the Sentinals, and they were plotting the most rational course. Which was completely in the wrong direction. Jason was sometimes anything but rational.
"Jase, you are gonna get us both killed! Stop the damn van!"
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"Can you get him in?"
The look on the face of the young girl known as Gate was akin to 'Why would you have asked me that, if you didn't know I could in the first place?'
"Yeah, but you know this isn't going to go well. First sign of us, and the Lexbots will be on us like green on his ring. I can get him in, but I will not assure his safety. I mean, North America is pretty much off limits for mutants right more, and I ding the radar something nasty."
Clarise wasn't kidding. It seemed that the current administration didn't take to teleporters taking fugatives out of the country, much less crossing borders without so much as a hello. Gate was knowing what The others were asking her to do. And was not fond of the idea in the slightest. One of the survivors of the Titans and then the short lived X-Gen, Gate was more than a little bothered about going back to Earth. As far as she was concerned, she had enough. The rest of the planet could rot.
It'd figure it'd take most of the Corps to change her mind.
"Leave if you wish, after you bring our new Lantern to Earth. Since you teleport outside most known methods, it's our best chance for sending in an unknown agent... Spectre, are you ready?"
Marc Spectre, once upon a time, was an agent of the Moon, gaining powers from it, and fighting the good fight for as long as he could, watching one friend after another fall to the Luthor dictatorship. But his undoing was from one of his own. A weapon, built by Forge, drained Marc of all his power, leaving him human once more. It was chance and fate that got Marc to Asteroid M, and a gift. The ring of a fallen Lantern, a man by the name of John Stewart.
"As ready as I can be. Now, are you sure about this Bludhaven...seems a bit small for us to start an uprising in."
Walking forward into the light, another Lantern, his right cheek scarred from previous fights, rested a hand on Marc's shoulder.
"We lost Hal and several of the others in the first wave, Marc. The fact I am still here is a miracle in itself. Someone set us up, told the sentinals about the weakness of the rings. It was hard enough to convince the Guardians to let you have John's ring, much less remove the defect. But a face they don't know is our best shot at getting a man inside."
A moment of silence split the two men, before Marc spoke quietly.
"Fine...I'll do it. But I'm still not happy about this, Kyle."
A simple ring of emerald green was placed in Marc's hand, followed by the Lantern walking away from the once Moon Knight. The wearing of the ring would have to wait till they got to the surface. The field around earth was to prevent current lanterns from getting to the planet, but not a normal human with an inactive ring. Facing Gate, a sigh escaped his lips.
"Ok...I'm ready."
Her hand rested on on Marc's shoulder, followed by a flash of Purple light, and there was nothing left but the empty air in the hanger bay of Asteroid M.
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"I'm not a mutant! I swear, it has to be a mistake!"
Marie D'Ancanto was being escorted from her school grounds by several War Machine agents, and at the moment was desperatly wishing she was something else than who she was. A few months ago, her boyfriend for several days, an eon in high school time, gave her her first kiss, followed promptly by his passing out, and her thinking she'd gone insane. Hiding the truth from her parents, and telling everyone that Cody had simple passed out, with no explanation, she hid the truth from everyone, save for her school guidance councilor.
That was the first of many mistakes. Changes in her clothing, appearance, behavior, made her parents bring the matter up with her clergyman. Her friends noticed the drastic change, and talked about it to their perents, and soon, the town of Southwater, Mississippi knew the secret that was never told a soul save one.
And heaven forbid the highschool have a mutant cheerleader.
"Let me go right now! I'm not a mutant!"
There was a slight crackle from one of the War Machines, a soldier speaking through it.
<"That's not what our biosensors say. Now, will you come quietly, or are we going to have to do this the hard way?">
"I believe the young lady said to let go, gentlemen. Now, I think you should do as she asks."
Looking toward the sky, the soldiers watched as a young boy decended from the flash of the sun, wearing a black t-shirt with the shield of the fallen Kyptonian on his chest, and a literal shield of a man on his right arm.
<"Headquarters, we have an unknown meta or mutant on our hands, wearing the crest of Superman, black hair, sunglasses and a red and white shield. Commencing preliminary capture of the second target.">
Shoulder guns came up, and then proceeded to open fire on the boy, bullets impacting, then dropping to the ground stopped by some unseen force. Shaking his head, the kid spoke rather candidly.
"You wanna know who I am, guys? I suppose I should tell you...A couple years back, you guys killed two men...One, Steve Rodgers, believed that his dna should be kept, should he ever be killed in action. A resistance group called Cadmus was more than happy to oblige. They in turn altered his genes to give me the powers of the other man you killed..and whose corpse still decorates the White House lawn. And while Cadmus is gone, their last creation still lives"
The leader of the troop had been doing the math in his head as the kid walked up to them...Capt. America....And Superman. Instant Alpha class threat. Full weapons came on line, but before he could give orders to open fire, the small shield was flung from the boy's hand, ricocheting from one War Machine to another, knocking them over like bolwing pins hit by a wrecking ball.
"The name's Clark Rogers...but my friends call me Legacy."
The girl, however, had taken off in a mad run away from all this, trying to make her way home, where she thought it was safe. A quarter mile later, and she soon found out it was too late. Both sentinals and Wra Machines surrounded the only home she'd ever known, and behind her was a mutant or meta that was aparently too stupid to avoid the army.
"Geez, you'd think that after I saved you from those guys, you'd at least stick around for a thank you."
Spinning in place, Marie did the first instinct she had, and that was slap the face of the boy that had flown in behind her. Unfortunatly, she'd been bare handed. Legacy never saw it coming, as a flash of light came before his eyes, then darkness. For the woman that would become known as Syphon, however, the world just got a little more interesting.... |
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| | | | The cherry red end of a cigarette lit up the dark room, the only other light the few lights of the sound board ahead of her. She put the cigarette out and started messing with the levels, making sure everything was right before she cocked a finger to Jimmy in the room.
"Malinda Freedom is on the air, no one owns the truth, not even our illustrious President Luthor, and I'm here to give it to you boys and girls. Raw, hot, sticky and hard just like you like it. President Luthor's so called crusade against the supers, whats it really all about? Did we really forget all the years when he was public enemy number one?
Crime hasn't improved since he took office, and if you take into consideration all the murders his administration has committed in the past five years, well I'd say the crime rate had gone up about 200 percent.." she turned as Jimmy's arms started waving. As qucikly as she turned the system on it was shut down.
"Dammit Malinda that was close, they almost got a lock on us." Jimmy was sweating nervously, always made Malinda wonder what he was in this for.
"They haven't caught me in five years Jimmy, they sure as hell aren't going to catch me now." She lit up another cigarette and flipped on the little portable TV, met by a familiar face.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
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| | | | "Good evening ladies and gentleman this is Jacinda Williams reporting from the east lawn of the White House. In the past five years President Luthor has delvered most if not all of his promises to this country, the most important being his promise to rid us of the costumed criminals that masqueraded as heros."
The camera panned wide to show the body of Superman in the background, before zooming in back on the movie star face of Jacinda. "Some hero, not one soul has come to mourn their fallen warrior, not one person has made an outcry against his death.
Just as President Luthor had said, our world is better off without them. This is Jacinda Williams reporting, goodnight." Lowering the mike she started waving her hand for a cigarette, the one nasty habit she shared with her sister, where ever she may be.
"You see that Roger, damn I was good. Can you believe they let us right her on the lawn?" She was practically busting out of her clothes she was so damned excited. For years she had been trying to get the cushy white house gig, and now finally it seemed life was smiling on her.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
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| | | | "That went as well as expected." Bug said, he loved to be a man with a gift of understatement. In fact, the job didn’t go well. Seems the kid managed to find some scraps from some fight and made his own junk-bot. Looked like crap, but the scorch marks on the armor prove the kid made it to work. Gratefully, Bug managed to steal an explosive round for his rifle. Any other time scourge and Flash would have had nothing but profanities for anyone who let him get anything aside for tranq darts. Thank heaven for fortunate SNAFUs. The kid's chair was also a threat, but three on one made it almost even. After a few moments and the chairs laser engraving a smile on Scourge's skull motif helm and three darts into his neck, we ended up with one metagenius inventor bagged and tagged. The NYC MetRec would be a good place for the kid. Better than being an orphan. Given all that, the only response is a mutter of assent from the pair in the back of the van.
"Come on guys, we got a few more hours before we are off duty, and My boy's sitter's paid. lets get some drinks at Last Exit after we drop him at the MRC." Bug lifts his mask and does a fake comb over his bald head. "Do you think that waitress digs single fathers?" The response was a silence so awkward that both of the men look to consdier if they should open the back of the van and just fly away. Instead they all sat in mute contemplation. "Come on guys? She totally yearns for my loins, right, guys?" They were grateful to see the BQE coming up. Only ten more minutes before they can drop off this mission, and enjoy a quiet night.
Were one to look up what exactly defined a MetReC, you'd find varied definitions. If you listened to opponents, you would hear horror stories of human testing, brainwashing, bartering with demons, classes on counter espionage and other dark things. To listen to the home office describe it, its "A place for the metahumans to be properly trained in their inherent gifts so they may better help humanity as law abiding citizens of the great USA, instead of taking up vigilantism." From the point of view of the grunts in the van, it's where to keep the freaks until they get just skilled enough to not accidentally nuke some strip mall. Whatever the point of view, the Federal Houses for metahumans Research and Clinical Care are a mainstay in the government's spending plans. Most of them were converted prisons however so the looks don’t do much for their images in the public eye.looks But, it does the job of holding the newbies in place and taking an errant blast from a energy emitter. Of course then job isn’t just a public safety issue. It also actrs as recruitment for the ones who have a government use. Like this kid here. England has that transmuter brat that keeps their Excalibur unit in far more durable than our "within budget limits" pieces of field armor.
But that's the cost of the job. The inside name of "The Iron Guard" isn’t about the material, it's about the work. The job forges all the agents within the war machine training to be men of steel. Scourge and Thompson finished the training Well Thompson had, he went into training after barely getting out of high school. Scourge had been given a rank as commanding officer of the cell until a few with criminal records crossed his path, 4 metabrats and one old man who made a small ring of pickpockets known as the 'fallen angels' ended up in body bags as he claimed 'justice was served'. Since then Flash was given the reigns. Bug was just drafted because the suit he had made him ideal in the field; plus his psychological history made him best suited for small missions with little riding on the line. Search and Secures and the like. After all, the man is taking a job to get medical insurance for a doll.
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Cold night. Parker hated the cold. In spite of all the training he has had in jobs like this, it was never easy to hold the breath long enough to be invisible from start to finish of a job. The cold made it worse. Gave him the shivers. 'But if rumors are true, the office of the French Consulate holds a special cloak from Zandia. That's worth more than counterfeit black diamonds could ever be.' Parker Robbins' mystical hood (and lord knows King loved to joke about the whole 'Robbins' hood' at NoNames) and shoes, which have given him his current powers, had inspired him to track down other unique vestments of power. After all, between the government's freedom forces and the biggest gangs having metas from everything to body guards, collections or simply MGH donors, the independent contractor can use EVERY gimmick he could get. Bad enough that goblin suit ended up only leading to some homeless guy with exploding pumpkins. This was supposed to be far more legit. This was some old-world-Vlad-style bloodletting garment. It would either fetch a price and the Blackest market, or give him the ability to hit the big time. A deep breath is sucked in, as the guns are cocked and ready. Then plans are in his head: four minutes in grab it hope it doesn’t way too much and run out and fly away invisible before the cops (or worse) are called. Lungs are filled, and the timer starts, 'and away we go.'.
"Don't blame me because I speak with infallible logic, stupid human"
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| | | | Traffic is a standstill in Flatbush. Oddly unlike police or any of the big shot peacekeepers Bag/tags tend to be left in the mundane looking trucks. the goal of course is to keep the public from issuing warning calls. See a suit flying, ten neighbors call one friendly family to hide their kids from the metal gestapo. but a mr softee truck, nobody suspects those in the summer time. tonight, our protagonists drew the short straw and got the postal service truck. The insides are all state of the art. Kid's secure in a gurney and pumped full of tranqs. Outside all they see is Irwin with some blue cover-alls. Not that anyone cares that it's not a postal uniform, most people don't look honestly. That's what makes New York City one of the easier places to do securing missions.
Out of all the cities in the US, three have the record of the least civilian interuptions for securing missions. Third is New York, for the reasons noted above. Second is Metropolis, a city that proved Lex can do no wrong. metahuman crime is almost nonexistant there, and those who go into the clincs come out in the fastest timetables of re-education. The primary city in which the War machines have the least interference is some small town known as keystone. It was an automotive boom town that nearly fell on hard times until the mid 90's when stark redeveloped it for civil defense production. When the war machines became the primary production of the city, people started moving from manufacturing to piloting. The vigilante act killed their big local heroes, so the people reclaimed the city's prosperity on their own. unlike most places where iron guardsmen are expected to remain anonymous as to save any retribution to family memebers who arent in billion dollar suits or nanotech, keystone knows most of their roster. its their family. Flash only wished Queens was more like those midwest yokels at times.
This message was edited by TalesOfTheIronGuard on 9-20-05 @ 9:51 AM
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