SUCKER ♥ PUNCH!! O/A VILLAINS and HEROS

Who do you route for?!

HEROES!	31.0%	[ 9 ]
VILLIANS!	41.4%	[ 12 ]
SPEAR!	27.6%	[ 8 ]
Total Votes:			[ 29 ]

[[.chopper.]]

❝ cαll mє I N K, dαrlíng. ❞



чσu knσw whєn чσu'rє clσsє чσu rєαllч turn mє σn thαt's whч í wαnt чσu sσ вαd whєn чσur gσnє, чєαh cσmє σn, cσmє σn αnd tαkє mє hσmє plєαsє stαч wíth mє αnd dσn't чσu lєαvє mє αlσnє 【 чσu drívє mє wíld ! ! ! 】



✦ w h o: (VIK and TYBALT)


✦ w h a t: (STEALING, SPEAKING WITH TY)


✦ w h e r e: (PUNCH CITY HISTORICAL MUSEUM)


↪ Walking along Ink kept her eyes on the prize, only observing anything if it really caught her eye. Fortunately for her, dusty old bones were never a weakness of hers, allowing her to skip most of the fossil exhibit altogether and only slowed her pace ever so slightly once noticing her new escort. Blinking in and out of existence until he was by her side. She shot him an almost bashful smile.
"Weeeeell if you gotta know I'm lookin' for a crown." the woman sighed dreamily the glimmering piece weighing in her mind. "It's been years since I had the pleasure of having a proper one all to myself and this one belonged to a queen see? Aaaall the way from France--diamond incrusted silver. OH! Makes my mouth water just thinkin' about it."

Placing a hand over her heart, Ink let out another breath of delight and was in no way ashamed of her display of weakness for shiny objects. Regaining her senses, the day dreaming slime almost missed Vik's new vendetta against any manikins that dared get in the way of their quest! He was quite chivalrous she'd give him that. Even more so--as he offered to teleport them both as well!
Ink chuckled, catching sight of him sitting pretty not far above her. "Dawww well ain't you a big sweetie pie and ain't a girl to let a free ride go to waste. We just gotta get to the Royalty Exhibit at the other end of the museum just past the Egyptian wing." Should be a piece of cake for him she thought, least then they could work on a plan to get outta here. Or just bust another hole in the building that always works too?

Waiting for him to take up his offer Ink had time to mull over his next question. Ink. It wasn't really a name she picked out for herself, but in her early days of robberies the alias began stick with her where ever she went. "Don' know people just started callin' me that. Guess its cause I'm good at copying people." Giggling playfully the mutant thought back on his early comment. Boys. They always wanna touch. A sarcastic eye roll being her response along with a slowly widening grin...

Without batting an eyelash, Ink shifted. The spectacle fluctuating her viscous body as the black tendrils that were her hair liquefied. Streaming the black goo down her body, it covered her as she began to rearrange her proportions. Much taller and broader, she began to take on a more masculine appearance and within seconds turned into a jellied copy of Vik himself. A perfect shape by comparison--but even she had a few things to work on. The only thing off being the colors. Where as Vik's were bold, it could be noticed that Ink's were muted in tone. They also ran somewhat as well, clouding into each other ever so slightly-- like a painting that had yet to dry.

Paying no mind to that fact, Ink skipped closer over toward Vik atop his display case where he waited, a pixelated pair of lips then appearing on her own "helmet" as well as a loud smooching noise echoing into the room. "Not bad huh?" she spoke up, her voice sampling his. "Wadda think? Still feel like touchin'?"Taking advantage of her stolen form Ink struck a few poses, performing some of her finest pin ups as she popped her manly hips, as well as flaunted a few hands-behind-head poses.

She was having way to much fun with this. She'd leave just enough time for him to get his kicks in if he still felt the need to but otherwise remained patiently below playfully fiddling with her coat. "Should be about 10 more by my count" she grinned regaining her voice. So he liked to blow s**t up? She could admire that seeing as she should have guessed, giving a small nod to his offer. "Well I guess a gun could complete my new outfit."

It was then a voice was heard from behind, causing Ink's head to spin around in order to confront it. Shifting her head back to her normal appearance. She remained cloaked however taking the few seconds of surprise to look up and down at the new addition. Ooooh boy. So what if Zed decided to blow her off? Ink's day was turning into a great one- what with all these boys droppin' in outta nowhere! Mmmm mmm! Still though keeping her guard up should always be a top property, even with a cutie patootie like him.

"Hmm and I guess we should take your word for it huh kitty cat?" Ink shot the new stranger a pout, noticing his uniform but one thing that overpower that particular thing was his helmet. Now she was no rocket genius but your typical guard didn't necessary wear something like that no matter how eccentric they were...

"And would you be responsible for that? Oooor is the museum having a special on stolen goods? Hmmm?" Shifting her wait, Ink waited mostly curious of what his intentions were and why he gave a damn to let them in on the joke. After all it was rare there was any honor among thieves right? But just as those concerns were raised, they were quickly dropped, her ocean blue eyes finding their ways to Vik instead. "Hey Viky that means we can take our time, maybe we can check out that observatory--the lights are so bright in this city I cant never see any stars out. We can take some pictures at the photo booths--raid the cafeteria. Ooooh this is gonna be fuuun!"



IxBlaccatxI




RastkoB


thanks for waiting for meeee! ; w ;

[Otiax]

Viktor Delrobe Hugo

⇥ Where: Museum
⇥ Whom: Ink
⇥ What: Not all to sure
⇥ HP: 100 %
⇥ Items / Weapons : None / Dual Machine Pistols, Heat Dagger
⇥ Passive / Active Skills: Gunslingers Stance / Hail of Bullets, Explosive Rounds, Quick Strike, Flicker
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Viktor let out a little chuckle as she talked about the crown as though it were a piece of food. All things considered he could go for a meal, not that he needed to eat or do much of anything in order to survive. A big wide smile appeared across his helmet, when she called him sweet. "What can I say, I have a generous soul" he said happily. Regarding the Royal Exhibit, he didn't have much of a clue where that was at this moment, then again teleporting around would cut down on time they spent here. Upon her next comment a curious face showed it self upon his visor for a moment as he tipped his head to the side. "How so" he inquired as he watched Ink closely. From there he body seemed to change color and shape, molding its self into a form. A look of surprise showed up on the visor, two dots for eyes and a big O for a mouth.

As Ink walked up he wondered what she was doing? It became obvious a moment later as he heard the smooching sound. He couldn't help but smile a little that moment. "Not a all" he said as he looked her over. The detail was accurate and she even managed to copy his voice, sneaky. After he next question, he grinned a little underneath the helmet before hopping off the display and walking towards Ink. "Hmm... I'm still game, can't say I have ever been with myself but it could fun" he teased as he took one step closer to Ink pressing his chest against a copy of his own, from there he reached out with both hands grabbing her butt for a second before letting go. "Didn't realize it was so firm" he joked before chuckling a little bit. Sure it might have just gotten a little awkward but he didn't care.

From there he put a little space between the pair, waiting for a second or so before comply with her request for one of his machine pistols. Reaching into his pocket, he looked away for a second, only catching a glimpse of Ink taking her old form. His head quickly moved around the room, followed by his hand wielding the firearm. A man wearing a Cat helmet or something along those lines. "So it seems we have a Cat Bugler" he mentioned, lowering his weapon. Although he had been disappointed to hear that the security system had been disabled, they might as well have been the only ones in here. Maybe he would try his hands a little looting, their had to be something interesting within these walls, aside from the other that were here.

Soon enough Ink was talking to him once, which caught his attention. "Seems so, I say we raid the cafeteria for some food always down to munch" he said. "And seeing as we have some time, maybe we could grab some fancy silver wear, whats a crown without a chalice" he mentioned. Other then that he was fine with being dragged around by Ink, they could have some fun here and that is all he really cared about. "Maybe if we get creative we can have a feast or something, I am down for a little role playing" he added with a playful wink in Inks direction. A few thoughts wandered about his mind from there. "And maybe for the next date, I will take you to see the stars, they are more interesting in person" he said happily. Was this a date? Seemed like one to him, lunch, entertainment, shopping among other things.

His statement did leave one to wonder, what exactly Vik's powers were if he could show her the stars, although that wasn't the limit of what he could do. He could literally change her reality for a period of time. "One last thing, are we dragging the Kitty Cat with us" he said in a teasing tone as he looked over at the new comer. He still wasn't sure what to make of the man, he was fit that was for certain. Although what he a mutant or simply a human, it was hard to tell at this time. "Also thanks for taking care of the security, names Vik by the way" he mentioned in a friendly tone. "Also sorry for almost shooting ya, it sort of happens when I am around" he let out with a little chuckle. Even Ink had bore the brunt of his itchy trigger finger, at least he had missed her.

From there Vik walked over to Ink side, standing there for a moment before looking at her. "Shall we get going my Queen" he asked, offering her his arm. He hoped she would play along, he was enjoying himself as Ink seemed to be quite the playful being. He waited for her to respond before walking from the area, with or without her. Right now he was still heading the Royal Exhibit, they had to have some fine silverware among other things. Personally he would love a jeweled chalice and cane. Now that he thought about his robotic hands were a little bare, some rings should do the trick. "Hmm maybe we should go all out with clothing, I could use some extra bling" he said sounding a little unsure. At this moment he wasn't sure if the two had decided to follow him or not then again it didn't really matter one way or another.

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IxBlaccatxI

[.chopper.]

Not a problem, dont mind waiting for ya. Also feel free to move them about one way or another, I think its time to do some shopping.

[Symphony of Discord]

Irving Belmont
Just an ordinary guy...

αLocation: Downtown Punch City
XXαStatus: Disgusted, Embarrassed, In. So. Much. Pain.
XXXXαNearby: Spectyr, Vesuvia, Charity

Irving paid little attention to the newcomer who had approached the assembled group at first in favor of the second woman. Her manner of speech was…off. Too formal, and her understanding of slang was-wait, what the hell did she just say!? ”Hey! What? Nononononononononono!” He exclaimed, waving his open palms in front of himself at an arm’s length. ”I’d really like my a**, and every part of my body for that matter, free from whatever kinda psycho weird superpower bullshit you guys have going on.” The girl relaxed her stance and apologized, much to his relief. Unfortunately, she’d punctuated this apology by blasting a nearby ant-man to dust with some kind of energy blast. Irving stifled an exasperated sob and rested his face in his hands. Just two days ago he’d been living a normal life, and now…this.

The horned girl had a lick more sense than the other one, who seemed to think she was Xena, Warrior Princess or something equally inane. A side-effect of the powers manifesting, he assumed, or maybe she was just naturally delusional. ”Yeah, good idea. I’ve just gotta find a safe haven. Just gotta…find…” His thoughts trailed off as a group of six ant-men appeared among the rubble of the collapsed buildings, likely combing the area for survivors to round up for whatever the crap it was they were doing.

Irving opened his mouth and screamed.

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Inside the hive, the workers flitted to and fro reorganizing the interior to better suit their own needs. It was too weak, too small for what they required. Progress needed to be made. Reinforcements were necessary. The hive had almost been damaged once today. The queen must be protected. Diligently, the bees continued their tireless work, responding to the ever-changing smells that wafted from the overseers, too subtle for a human’s nose to pick up, but clear as day to them.

Fix.

Build.

Fear.

Strong Things.

Danger.

Protect!

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Irving’s voice was blotted out by the rhythmic sound of thousands of wings buzzing together as one. From his open mouth poured forth a veritable legion of bees, more than one would think a person his size could feasibly hold. The swarm continued to rise from his throat, causing his eyes to well up with tears and his face to redden, then turn a bluish hue as the outpouring of bees denied him oxygen. After what felt like an eternity, the bees had emerged, causing their unfortunate host to fall to his knees gasping for breath, hands clutched tightly around his own throat.

Wasting no time, the angry swarm descended upon the nearest ant-man, completely obscuring its form beneath the enraged cloud of bees. The creature chittered in pain as the bees tore through its exoskeleton with their jaws and pierced its armor with their unnaturally sharp stingers, exposing it to the deadly paralytic toxin stored inside. Dozens of bees fell to the creature’s resistance, but their sheer numbers allowed them to overwhelm it with ease. As the ant-man’s corpse crumpled to the ground, the swarm was already upon its next victim, cutting a bloody swathe through the advancing horde. With the fall of the second ant-man, the remaining creatures thought better of advancing on the group and quickly fed.

With the immediate danger gone, the remaining bees set to work upon the corpses of ant creature and bee alike, quickly devouring the bodies to provide nutrients for the hive. The bees then forced themselves back down Irving’s throat, causing the young man to almost pass out from lack of oxygen again. Fully aware that an entire group of people had just seen him vomit and then subsequently ingest a giant swarm of bees, Irving’s face turned beet red and he doubled over in a combination of embarrassment and pain.

The situation has been made worse with the addition of yet more bees!

'IxBlaccatxI'

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'Super Complicated'

[Maou The Great]

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"The violet prison for violent visions.
And so the broken record plays."

In the popular ice cream parlor in the heart of Punch City business was positively booming for no apparent reason what so ever It was at this place t this given moment that Emily decided to treat herself to a frozen treat after a spectacularly productive day.
Emily sat on a stool in front of the establishment with her ice cream happily playing with the new rainbow colored scarf she had just purchased that day while simultaneously carrying on a conversation with the empty chair next her, or rather that's what other people would have thought. To Emily there was a large dog with bright purple fur sitting in the adjacent stool. The dog was, to Emily's delight spinning on the revolving seat of the stool whilst ranting about how they didn't have chairs like that on his planet, she laughed, the dog laughed, the people stared. Then without warning as Emily was putting on her new scarf as more of a really long head band there was a scream from just outside. Emily looked over at the large window and the dog jumped onto her lap to see as well, only to see a swarm of grotesque ant-men assaulting the good people of punch city. Some of the other ice cream shop patrons screamed at the sight of them; Emily smirked and cracked her knuckles. The purple dog leaped from her lap and barked a goodbye before running headlong into a wall only to fade out as if it hadn't been there; ofcourse this was all in Emily's head.
Emily stood up and struck a heroic pose," IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIT'S GOOOOOOOOOOOO TIME!!!!!" she shouted before storming out of the shop to confront the ant-men menace.

"Reflections cutting every face in two.
Casting shadows in the pale shade of blue."

Location:Ice cream parlor
Mood:ecstatic
Company:the doggy and no one else important

OOC: my first post wheeee!

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[ ;♔↷ EMILY SOLOVIEV ✱ ]

Today was pretty hot and Yukina felt like going to the ice cream parlor. But as she was going to enter the shop, she saw a girl exiting looking excited. Yukina didn't know if she would be bothering the girl but she mustered up some courage and decided to ask her Wow, you seem excited. Can I ask where you're going...? Yukina wasn't sure if the girl would actually respond to her or not, but she seemed pretty eccentric. Seeing that the girl was very colorful and had a rainbow scarf...

[Sicx Hell]

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<- 'Unknown' or Mel ->

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"Syndicate's Monster"

╬ Mel had been out of town for a little while on a mission to assassinate some remnants of his ever irritating syndicate. Just when he had thought he had wiped them out for good, they have the nerve to come back into his life and try to make him their pawn again. "Sorry folks, no price, no dice." A sly grin appeared on his face. Currently he had just arrived back into town off of a private plane he had rented. Traveling through normal means was difficult and tedious and occasionally the police or security would recognize him. There weren't too many people who wore a skin tight leather outfit under a black trench coat with an eye cover on. But that was his style, not to mention is now naturally greenish hair stood out like a sore thumb as well. All in all it was a pain in the butt sometimes. At least with the coat he wasn't too noticeable. It felt good to be back in town though. His own personal play ground. Not to mention he made great friends with some of the cats in that town.

As he walked around he smelled some interesting smells. One specifically of...ants? "Oh what the hell is that?! I know ants exist and usually on the weakest level of my sense but holy hell!" Mel tried to repress his senses a little bit. Considering the creatures functioned with scents it was not going to be a good day for Mel to be in town. Reaching into his pocket he pulled out a customized gas mask for him to help him filter some scents. Often he would use it when he needed to track someone down in a smelly place. Or just when he didn't want to smell something, in this case ant. Sometimes he wished he could hone his scent control a little better. Then again if he did he'd wind up running into walls a lot.

Any ways this was his town, his play place. And this seemed like an invasion force. There was absolutely no way he was going to let anything happen to this city without his say. Although an easy solution did come at a price, there was also the chance of figuring out whether this could be solved for free. Mel needed to figure out what was going on and what needed to be done. "Oh, wait." He mentioned as he side stepped an ant creature attempting to attack him. "Guess it is violent and an invasion force." His fingers split into a claw which he proceeded to spin like a needle. Thrusting it through the creature he proceeded on his way to the source, if he could discern it. "Hmm...threat, hostile. Source, unknown." Focus your senses something's not right.

It took him a bit but now he could see his surroundings clearly. Ever since he got into town the wretched mixture of scents had been throwing him off. His senses were sensitive today. Or maybe it was because he came back from another place they hadn't dulled or gotten use to the city again yet. There he was by that ice cream shop. It was sweet and the taste of chocolate was so...focus. Crap another antman getting pissed. Leaping up and off the wall next to him he drilled the ant's 'head' gruesomely. That's when he picked up on another scent. Gunpowder, sweetness and...colors? Covering his eyes for a moment he made his way next to some odd colored girl. "Hey, you." Mel said getting a little to close for comfort. With a smile he let his fingers dance on her shoulder as he walked around her. His drill had returned to fingers at this point but the fake flesh had been torn off and would take time to repair itself. "You're new here aren't you? Know what's going on? Kekeke..."

.."What's my name?"..

Location: outside ice cream shop
Company: Unknown Colors Girl? and Cold ice girl? Victim and/or Temporary ally?

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Bloody Maleficarum

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(( ug first post is long >< ))

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"The violet prison for violent visions.
And so the broken record plays."

Emily exited the parlor with a huge grin that only widened when a girl had asked where she was going. Emily struck her heroic pose once again before turning to the girl positively beaming," I'm off to face the ant man menace! The insectoids shall no longer threaten the good people of Punch City while I'm around! Krazy Kaleidoscope, at your service!" she said with bravado to match her idiotic grin. Emily was about to trot off to engage the enemy when she caught sight of the girl's eyes. The color of them was absolutely stunning in the mind of the color crazed Emily! " Oh my gawd your eyes are so pretty!" she squealed like a teenage girl at a boy band concert. Emily simply couldn't resist the impulse to try and get the girl to tag along. Who better than she to have as bright eyed side-kick? " Say, wanna come along? It'll be fuuuuuuun.Pweeeeease!" she pleaded much like an eight year-old. In her current situation Emily was thoroughly distracted and didn't notice the mysterious male approach, nor did she pay the impending ant-man attack any mind, colors were involved it could wait damn it!

It wasn't until the the stranger was in her personal bubble that she noticed him. Emily straightened up at the initial sound of the male's voice and then gradually went back to normal only mildly paying attention to his touch, which was starting to get kinda uncomfotable. It felt different, though she wouldn't think to look as she was preoccupied. Emily stared blankly at him while he spoke having noticed the greenish hair atop his head. "huh, what? um new? me? no. you? Oh, yeah it's ant squashing time....you got cool hair ya know." she said quickly tilting her head slightly just before reaching to try and touch it. Emily was probably an inch away from contact when she saw an ant man lumbering toward them. "aw, man. this might have to wait cool hair guy." she said with a smirk before stepping back. "Unless you plan to do some bug squishing too." she added before turning to face the approaching ant-man. Emily then remembered the other person the pretty eyed girl, "Offer still stands pretty eyes!" she yelled to the girl before rushing at the ant-man with mighty war cry, "IMA SQUISH YOU GOOD!"

"Reflections cutting every face in two.
Casting shadows in the pale shade of blue."

Location:Ice cream parlor
Mood:ecstatic
Company:the guy with cool hair, the girl with the pretty eyes

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<- 'Unknown' or Mel ->

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╬ Catching only a snippet of the girl's conversation he was able to figure out she called herself kaleidoscope. He really hadn't heard of her before. The sound of the name reminded him of the other pesky heroes around. With the way she shouted earlier (he vaguely noticed it) it seemed likely she may be one too. It seemed his close proximity made her uncomfortable though which made him delighted. Nothing was more fun than invading someone's personal space. He never really understood what the big deal was. Mel also made a slight note at her inattentiveness. The only time concern came to him was when she reached out to touch his hair. Time had slowed down to minutes and he froze in half panic. He was the creepy odd touchy guy, people don't go out and try to touch him. Luckily she did not pursue the cause further which saved him a moment of embarrassment. Another thing he rarely if ever experienced. In fact he felt his face blush under his mask.

"Y-yeah well ******** you too." He muttered to himself, it was directed at himself entirely but could be misinterpreted. It seemed she wasn't going to be too helpful with information currently but she was keen on destroying the threat to the city. Mel supposed that was good enough and he'd figure out more later. It was the head honcho's fault for getting all these peons killed anyways. "Well fine then. Let's introduce these guys to a little bit of...repellent." A dark laugh came from him and his right hand began spinning again. Pulling out a capsule from his pocket he slipped it into an opening in his arm as the hand area began to take a shape akin to a flamethrower. "Needs more...ash." As he began to fire flames out at some of the attackers. "Ever burned ants with a magnifying glass? This is fun hehehe."

Perhaps it was the long flight but Mel seemed to be a little less playful than usual. Oh well checking up on his psyche wasn't something he cared about anyways, usually. Plus it seemed like a good fight was in store. His blood was beginning to pump, excitement was filling his body and his senses were tingling. Plus the town mayor would have to reward him for being an outstanding citizen or something like that. Since the other girl hadn't gotten his attention yet he felt no interest currently in her. Perhaps later though, there was always time for later. "Less talky more hitting stuff."

.."What's my name?"..

Location: outside ice cream shop
Company: K.k.? and Cold ice girl?

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Bloody Maleficarum

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(( sorry star had to get an extra post in there : P. ))

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◟ ↺ i'm not all smiles and sunshine ◞ ☼
xxxxxxxxxxxxx ( ⊱; you know? ❜ ❀彡 )
｛ ★ ★ ★ ｝///////////////////////
tab tab xxxxxxx Yukina Wu Mishima ♕xxxxxxx
＆＇Wishes can come true. But not if you just wait for miracles.
Miracles are things we make for ourselves. Here and now ✪
░ tab ░ tab ░ tab ░ tab cheerful ↳ bubbly
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tab tab WHEN I COULDN'T SEE A FUTURE, I WAS AFRAID. OR WHEN THE FUTURE WAS CLEAR
tab tab AND HURT TO SEE, I CLOSED MY EYES AND LOST MYSELF IN HAPPIER DAYS

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[ ;♔↷ EMILY SOLOVIEV ✱ ]

Yukina stared at the girl. Thanks, I'd be glad to tag along with you. She was admiring the two other people who had already begun fighting. They weren't hesitant at all and began to battle very quickly. The scene was quite interesting to her... The mysterious green haired guy that had appeared before them now had an arm that was a flame thrower. To her, that was a pretty unique ability. When Yukina saw another ant-man approaching, she pointed her hand towards him. Soon enough, an ice cube held the ant-man inside. Now that the ant-man was frozen, she had no idea what to do...She looked at the other two people with her, giving a clueless face to them as she thought How am I suppose to get rid of this...?





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[Bizi1988]

Zed the Zombie

Well this has went from bad to worse. Not only was he late for the promise he made to that liquefied beauty queen he calls Ink, it would have seem something terrible has happened to his loved one. He stared around the top of the roof. The glass that played as a perfecting view of the treasures that woman loved so much had now been shattered into thousands of pieces. He bent down to the broken glass, shards that remained stuck out of the building. He placed his cold dead fingers onto the glass, pulling up a strange goo like sustance from it.

He rubbed them between his fingers as he examined it. It was by habit he did this, he could not actually feel this liquid, but the color was very clear to him. It was a small piece of that lovely ooze he devoted this life time for. He then stared down at the bottom of the building. There seemed to have been no sign of Ink or the person or thing that took her down. Was it was the ant creatures? A rival thief? Maybe some government agent? Well it seemed he was letting his imagination get the best of him, maybe his guilt for ditching her was just playing it up.

Either way, it seemed that something had happened, and Ink was at the impact. Reaching into hsi coat, the zombie pulled his hand out. First a long wooden hand exposed itself. As he continued to pull, the handle seemed endless, until it stopped on a large heavy steel hammer head. He rested the hammer onto his other hand. Without a second to delay, he jumped down, in hopes to find Ink.

[[.chopper.]]

❝ cαll mє I N K, dαrlíng. ❞



чσu knσw whєn чσu'rє clσsє чσu rєαllч turn mє σn thαt's whч í wαnt чσu sσ вαd whєn чσur gσnє, чєαh cσmє σn, cσmє σn αnd tαkє mє hσmє plєαsє stαч wíth mє αnd dσn't чσu lєαvє mє αlσnє 【 чσu drívє mє wíld ! ! ! 】



✦ w h o: (VIK and TYBALT? and ZED?)


✦ w h a t: (ENJOYING THE MUSEUM)


✦ w h e r e: (PUNCH CITY HISTORICAL MUSEUM)


↪ Ink bounced happily at every other additional thing Vik listed off, a wide sharp grin pulling her lips as he did so. She liked the sound of hunting down more than just her crown, maybe shed find something else to add to her collection? Hmmm. Silently thinking beyond that, the woman's deep blue eyes glittered once more them locking onto her valiant helmeted friend. Stars?! Oh what else could he possibly have up his sleeve, talking as if he could show her the real thing? She was undoubtedly curious! The night sky being only slightly below her love of diamonds. There was nothing like sitting under a romantic sparkling sky, was there? She sighed dreamily again. No. No there wasn't. "Oooooh Vikky! You'd do that just for meeee?" she asked playfully pretending to be shocked, especially when he called it a date--making her internally scream with excitement, while externally she hopped closer over to him leaning a slimy hip into his. He'd better be careful or he'd never get rid of her. "Well with an offer like that, it would be my pleasure."

Looking back toward the cat masked man, the slime gave a tiny shrug unsure of what to say about him. "Ink." she piped in sometime after Vik introduced himself. "Thanks for cutting the police out of the fun, my day was beginning to be suuuch a drag but now it's shaping up to be one of my favorites..."she paused, taking a few welcoming steps toward the cat. "If you want though Mr. Kitty Cat, we can find ya something pretty to match that helmet if you ain't got no other place to be nooow."One last smirk would be the last of the attention she would freely offer him before quickly scampering back to Vik readying herself to get going. Really, she didn't care either way if he wanted to come along but felt the need to leave the offer open oddly enough. After all he could have just simply left without a word but having had made himself known to both Vik and herself maybe he did want to come along? Ink certainly didn't mind the extra eye candy. Aaaah what was with Punch City having so many eligible bachelors? Zed was defiantly the last thing on her mind right now. Hmmm. Perhaps it was finally time to put herself on the market for a new BF?

Course Vik was already in the lead with that, the slime instantly latching onto his arm once it was offered. "Queen eh? Does that make you my King? Cause I prefer my Knight in shimmering armor." she laughed the loud chuckle echoing in the air. Now that there was little chance of the police crashing the party Ink could be as aloud as she wanted, adding in a little tune, humming as they walked along toward the next room over.

"Oh new clothes? What did you have in mind?" she grinned, the room changing into a new display. This one held a less prehistoric vibe to it, the boring fossils and bones fading away into cavemen, then the civil war. It was only a few moments of walking did the displays begin to hold an assortment of Victorian trinkets signaling that they were indeed close to the Jewels exhibit causing her to fidget excitably before breaking the silence. "So you asked what powers I got. What exactly can you do?" It was a good question, for all she knew he could only teleport and pull guns on her out of nowhere? But still she couldn't help but think there was more to it than that. Oh and let's not forget coming back to life?

Breaking off from him, Ink began trotting around the room once again peering into every other glass case as if looking for something. It wasn't until coming to a display of the roaring 20's did she decide to ditch her copied trench coat. Her body then melting into a flapper dress and heels as her hair went up into loose bob.

"Mmmm I love the rum runner years, dont you? Now that's when crime was exciting aaaand romantic. A hail of bullets and bank robberies. Then a night on the town at a secret speak easy. Perfect! Especially when they got to wear such cute clothes." She struck a few poses, mostly for her own enjoyment in front of the reflecting glass, before blowing Vik a kiss, her black lips pulling into another toothy smirk. Stretching her hand toward a rather dapper manikin, Ink snatched a hat from its wooden skull, the slime of her tendril reeling it back toward her as she then trotted back down toward Vik once again, plopping the old dusty thing atop his helmet. Remembering her previous question the woman's brows arched quickly her head tilting in order to emphasize her next inquiry. "Does that thing hurt? You know when you die? How in the world did you figure out you could do something like that for the first time? Must have been scaaaaaaary."



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【⋙ Now lets be honest. Tybalt found the blue lady attractive. SHe had the curves in all the right places. Her attitude was, his favorite, quirky, cute and badassed. Though, he found it clear that he was probably in the way of a date of sorts. The robot man and she seem a bit intimate. But then again maybe they weren't. I mean would you just tell a random stranger that you will show her the stars? Nahh... she's just hot. And with thought whirling in his mind, he stood quite still for a while.

【⋙ Ink then invited him to join the part, catching him quite off guard. So... they aren't together. But a pretty girl like that can't be single. He looked around for a while, Well no one else is here.... He was going to take her up on the offer. However Ink and the robot were already a couple of paces forward. Using his cat reflexes, he zoomed beside her, holding her waist with one arm, leaving his other hand free to move as he talk. "Well my Queen, that is quite mean," he rhymed a bit, "In some circles they call me the King of Cats. The name is Tybalt, however you can call me whatever you want. Tybs... Tibby.... Kitty Cat .... T.... or maybe one of the other possible variations to my name." His cat helmet's mouth turned into a slight smile to match his own under it. He slowly took back his arm, "I probably don't need anything to match the helmet but if you have anything in mind I'd be happy to oblige. Probably need to pick up some things too... I'll probably need a new apartment when the ant thing outside is over."

【⋙ Tybalt moved around with the pair until they reached the roaring 20's exhibit, feeling somewhat like a third wheel. He took his helmet off for a while to feel the cool museum breeze. The King of Cat's very human face was noticeably normal from that of the two other people with him. He had a good looking face but no feature seeming outlandishly different from a regular human being. With a sigh he decided to comment on Ink's question, possibly catching her and the other's attention, "It must be nice, especially in this profession, to be different and know it."





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Sorry for posting late... I just had an operation so I was a bit groggy for a while. smile

[.chopper.]

RastkoB

[Maou The Great]

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"The violet prison for violent visions.
And so the broken record plays."

Emily sprinted toward an ant-man then abruptly twirled on one foot and hopped to the side avoiding a bone crushing blow from the ant. She smiled as the beast turned to swing at her again. Emily without warning fired a bright violet beam into its face, a bright violet beam originating from her violet left eye. The ant man stumbled backward only given a second of respite before a barrage of violet beams pelted the creature within an inch of its life while Emily said in a sing song voice, "Violet is so violent!". Emily trotted up to the ant-man and finished it with brilliantly blue orb, fired from her right eye "And blue is pretty brutal" she added with a wink at the felled ant-man. Emily giggled a little before stopping to admire the work of the other ant squashers. She stared in awe as the jets of fire bellowed forth from the arm of the guy with the cool hair roasting the ant-men "Cooooooooooooooooool" she breathed trying not to stare at the flames for too long but utterly failing. Emily then caught sight of the enormous ice cube with an ant-man stuck inside, "ANTCICLE!" she cried before getting swept up in a fit of laughter. "Oh wow! that's greeeeat!" she gasped through the laughter. Emily went over to the girl with the pretty eyes with an enormous grin, "You have powers tooo! This is awesome!" she yelled before wandering past the girl and up to the frozen ant. Emily then gave into her sudden impulse to try and climb onto the block of ice but it went horribly, being unable to get a good grip on anything she slipped and fell on her bum. "Aw, man" she wined before firing another blue laser at a random ant-man that had been coming toward them.

"Reflections cutting every face in two.
Casting shadows in the pale shade of blue."

Location:Ice cream parlor
Mood:ecstatic
Company:the guy with cool hair, the girl with the pretty eyes

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[Amelia Puddle]

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☾Lucilley☽☾☽☾Amelia ☽☾☽☾Delmont☽

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"Look, we've been over this before. Tech support, no matter what it was for, was seldom enjoyable. At least there was room for doing idle work while talking this stunning example of mental prowess through operating a simple device. "You put the magazine in the back, after you prime the coils, otherwise it won't go in. Okay?" He wasn't going to get it, was he? With the other end of the line currently occupied with attempting to carry out those apparently monumentally complex instructions, the reluctant tech support was free to get on with some more productive activities. Now where was that inductor?

Various electronic components lay scattered about every surface, accompanied by the odd bit of wire and scrap of metal, one or two stray bullets accompanying the occasional firearm component. None of which were what she wanted, of course. Keen as her eyesight was, a cursory glance did nothing. More thorough searching was required. After switching the bulky, off-brand cell phone to her good hand (no point splashing out too much on what was essentially just a burner, after all,) Lucille pushed herself off of the chair and onto her feet. Or as rough an approximation to feet as she now possessed, at least. Yes, she could've gone for something a little more anatomically correct, but why bother right now? They were keeping her upright, and it saved on shoe shopping, so it'll do. Digressions aside, where was it? There was no way in hell she was going to get this micro-transformer finished without it, and no transformer meant no sweet tesla glove, which meant no payment. Not a nice prospect. Oh come on, where was it?

No amount of brushing aside of junk, poking through boxes and praying to Hephaestus yielded results, and worse yet, Einstein was back on the phone. "The button isn't working? ...Did you turn it on? You didn't. Okay, well you do that, go through the steps again and get back to me." After this call was done, she'd find getting blood from a stone to be relaxing.

After what seemed like an hour, the woman had actually made some progress. That guy had finally figured out the problem, but there was absolutely no sign of the damn part. Okay, that meant going outside, didn't it? Or maybe she could just get one of her employees to get it? Wait, they were all out on "business." Crud. "Alright, walkies it is." Another trip out into the wide wide world, another opportunity for someone to take offense to her presence. It was almost an irrational fear, really. The chance for her to be spotted by someone who was subsequently able to fill in the blanks, put a face to a name, and then take sufficient action was pretty rare, all things considered. But then again, it was still a chance she didn't really want to take unless it was absolutely necessary. Oh, screw it. A quiet metallic clinking accompanied the robotic limbs walking Lucille across to the door to her little workplace, leaving the familiar smell of singed solder and lubricant behind. Before reaching the front door, she made a little detour to swipe something vaguely pistol-looking from the counter, tucking it away in a pocket before covering the protruding grip with a black jacket. Little warm for the weather, but at least it covered up the arm, too.

"Right. Electronics, coffee, home." She muttered to herself, pausing to adjust her hair to cover a few microchip-shaped bulges around her skull before heading through the door. "Shouldn't be too ha- what the hell is going on." Now, either her eyes were malfunctioning, or there was a large cluster of... ant warriors? being systematically beaten down by a group of weird, weird people. All about fifty yards in front of her home. Her house's soundproofing was definitely holding up, that was for sure. Now, logic dictated that it'd probably be a good idea to either hurry past or turn around and nope right back indoors again, but for a while Lucille just stood there, perplexed. She'd seen some things, but this just won the oscar for 'strangest everyday goings on.'

[Sicx Hell]

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<- 'Unknown' or Mel ->

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"Syndicate's Monster"

╬ This was good, this was fun. Mel could do this all day. As his excitement increased he began to move a little faster. Using one ant as a spring board he increased his momentum for a devastating kick to the face of another ant. His foot then pushed off the creature and a blade came from his right leg sticking back into the creature he jumped off of. His arm faced the other ant creature and more flames burst into the ant's body. Seeing the iced ant man the guy finally took some interest in the girl. So this was why he sensed a chill. Honestly he was so dense sometimes. The clueless face kinda made him smile. How much he wished he wasn't wearing his breathing mask. Never mind. He removed the mask from his mouth and licked his canines, instantly being assaulted by the city.

The odd remarks from the other girl kinda of threw him off. It reminded him of that rider he saw a few times before. Always shouting his kicks. Mel hoped he never developed that habit. After The girl, K.K., fell off of the ice sculpture he put his right arm around the cold girl as though they had be best friends for forever, the weapon returning to fingers. "Oh deary don't tell me you haven't done this before." His grin barely ever left his face. "Come on, you break it. We can do it together if you wish kekeke." The odd boy was holding her closely. "Er, this coat is so restricting...But I do enjoy the way it flutters.." His fingers (left hand) brushed against the Blue eyed girl's face. Perhaps he could use them to his advantage. They didn't seem to be too affiliated. If he were to use them as his allies... trick them. "So. Do. Ya? It'll be fuuun."

.."What's my name?"..

Location: outside ice cream shop
Company: K.k.? and Cold ice girl?

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