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 Posted: Sat Sep 29, 2012 9:34 pm
The Metropolis Metradome, Hospital, Universaties, Beaches, Stations, and S.T.A.R Lab Facility is found here.
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Posted: Sat Oct 20, 2012 10:05 am
Within the hospital's morgue, a figure was resilient, Was it simply a dead body coming to life, a Resurrection in the modern world? No, it was simply an intern assign to cleaning this area. This dreary area of the hospital, but at least they were all dead and not dying. However even in this sadden environment, there was life. Jamming to his Ipod, a boy not like any other was doing what it seemed to be called dancing. Even if it was a song ridicule by many, it was still pretty good. This boy name was Conner Kent. Partial alien, partial human, and partial god. It had it perks. Though here he was, singing and dancing like a normal teen while he cleaned. "Sing it for the boys, Sing it for the girls, Every time that you lose it sing it for the world. Sing it from the heart, Sing it till you're nuts, Sing it out for the ones that'll hate your guts. Sing it for the deaf, Sing it for the blind, Sing about everyone that you left behind. Sing it for the world, Sing it for the world.~" He sung passionately. He was jumping over the dissection tables and then in returned wiped them. He was acting as if rock star of sorts, except one with better mmoves. Way better, like he was 11 on the 1 - 10 scale. Though, he finished the task swiftly, due to him having been doing this for like the last 15 minutes.Leaving the room, he simply went to the reception desk and clocked out. "See ya guys nesk week." Conner waved. The hospital was a cool place, walking down the street, he might as well head home. Though not with stopping at the music store.
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Posted: Mon Oct 22, 2012 11:57 am
 Vandal Savage
The Immortal It was a decent day... The weather was calm and warm, sunny, not very much traffic out on the streets. Which was good. The man currently walking down the street towards the hospital would not have chose to walk if there had been crowds of people out on the street. Not because he didn't like having to shove his way through dozens of people to get to his destination...but because there would be that many people out and about to see his face. And that... is not what Vandal Savage wanted to deal with today. His intel had informed him that one of his offspring had fallen under the weather and was currently at the hospital. Another one of his offspring had been in the crossfire of a wreck and was being treated here was well. With his...supplies running a bit low, now was the perfect chance to harvest again. It shouldn't be very difficult. He knew the names he needed to be able to get in to see the children. Though he wasn't sure if they were still children or full grown adults by now. He never bothered to pay too much attention to such a thing. Either way, he had done this enough times to know that he could slip in. Then it was only a matter of either bringing them back with him...or helping to speed up the time needed for the person to die. Then he would easily be able to take what he needed when they were moved to the morgue. Honestly, he should probably go about trying to plant more offspring so that he wouldn't have to wait for them to end up in the hospital to harvest them. It was much easier to keep an eye on the children when they were still young. Even easier to take them. He hadn't done so in a while. Not since he had tried doing so with that wandering heroine. That had not gone very well... No today, perhaps not tomorrow, but soon. Even if it takes ten thousand years. I can wait. I have forever.
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Posted: Wed Nov 07, 2012 3:15 pm
Vandal Savage
The Immortal It didn't take long for Vandal Savage to make his way into the hospital he needed. With no heroes around that would recognize him, no one knew to stop Vandal. The receptionist did not know his intentions, nor did any of the other medical staff that were aimlessly going back and forth in the halls. Vandal simply smiled, acted polite and concerned about visiting the sickly relative, and he was directed to the exact floor and room needed. With one last nod to the woman, Vandal turned and calmly walked down the hall. He was fortunate that no other relatives were about to visit his offspring. The hall was bare, the door was open, and the room was empty. Save for the frail, elderly looking man lying on the bed next to the window. For a moment, Vandal thanked how easy this would be given the man's age. With that thought also came the question of if he should go about creating more offspring considering this one's age. It didn't matter though...once he harvested this ones' blood, he'd be fine for a few years. If he could harvest his organs once he was taken to the morgue, then he would be able to heal any physical ailments he may have. He hadn't had a checkup himself in a while, and he wasn't sure if he had developed anything that would be problematic in the long run. Carefully and quietly, Vandal slipped inside the room and locked the door behind him. No today, perhaps not tomorrow, but soon. Even if it takes ten thousand years. I can wait. I have forever.
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Posted: Tue Dec 11, 2012 7:34 pm
The music store, wasn't just a music store, but a lounge. It was pretty epic place if you wanted to just hang out with friends. However, he lacked the latter factor in abundance lately. He wasn't really much of a social guy, due to volunteering and the works. He talked to Max two months ago, and they weren't exactly on the greatest terms after he accidental wasted his Redbird to save his life. However, he hadn't talked to Nickie in a long time as well. Pulling out his Pantech Crossever, he pulled up her contant and tapped the message icon. Using the keyboard, he typed, 'Hey Nickie, long time no see. How you've been?'
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