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Post by ctrl on Jun 3, 2023 22:41:46 GMT
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Taking CTRL
[attr="class","Fel1cred"] SELKIE[attr="class","Fel1right"] [attr="class","Fel1ly"]
you don’t have to protect yourself against fools
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You have to protect yourself against people like me
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Post by ctrl on Jun 3, 2023 4:10:10 GMT
[nospaces] [attr="class","Felonixbiggie"]  [attr="class","Felonixtextie"]Masses gathered through the mysterious portal as an unassuming American took his place in the back of the room. Long Blonde hair draped over his shoulders as he studied the layout from his shadow-polluted corner. As one of the first through Nox’s gate, Levi had to make sure he had a good position.[break][break]
Alright, if I take that out there… Turn that on over here… Ooo, I can get at least three of them with one here! Is he standing… HE IS![break][break]
See, Levi too had received a message. One that only took the slightest deviation from the one everyone else had been presented. His was, in fact, a job. An opportunity. The chance of a lifetime to bring everyone into one room. How could he possibly say no?[break][break]
One by one, he watched the door, plotting his every option. In a room filled to the brim with expensive tech and gear, he had to do his best to conceal a smile. It’s like a fricken candy store in here…[break][break]
It didn’t take long to reach the agreed-upon time. The seconds ticked down, an absentminded clock in the back of Levi’s mind, until…[break][break]
Showtime.[break][break]
In perfect timing, the lights in the room flickered out, one by one, til none remained. For Levi, a parlor trick in trade for his left eye. Muffled muttering and gasps in the crowd from low-level lackeys slowly died out until silence fell. Next came the vocal cords as a robotic female voice from a cell in the direct center of the room broke the tension.[break][break]
**I’M SURE YOU’RE ALL WONDERING WHY YOU’VE BEEN BROUGHT HERE.**[break][break]
Another voice, from the far reaches of the room spoke out, this feminine voice sounding like that of a fruit-like device.[break][break]
**WHY YOU HAVE RECEIVED ‘THE MESSAGE’.**[break][break]
A third joined into the fray, masculine and Austrailian, yet still unable to hide its speakerphone-like quality.[break][break]
**WHY YOU HAVE BEEN BROUGHT BEYOND THE OTHERWORDLY PORTAL.**[break][break]
Soon a fourth, a fifth, a sixth voice joined the fray as nobodies in the crowd frantically reached at their seemingly sentient devices, panicking to shut them off to no avail. Levi had been hired to put on a show, he’d be a fool to let peons ruin that so easily.[break][break]
**EACH AND EVERY ONE OF YOU HAS A REASON**[break][break]
The cacophony of smartphone assistants grew louder in their united voices, soft drumming in the speakers ramping up slowly to add to the tension.[break][break]
**A VITAL PURPOSE**[break][break]
The drumming grew louder as nearly every cell phone in the building fell prey to CTRL.[break][break]
**A HIGHER CALLING**[break][break]
The pace of the drum beat grew louder, rhythmic, pounding away like a heart on the verge of collapse. The volume of the smart voices at its absolute limit, they finally screamed out.[break][break]
**THE FUTURE OF THIS COUNTRY WILL BE DECIDED TONIGHT**[break][break]
**LADIES AND GENTLEMEN…**[break][break]
In an instant, the drumming ceased. Silence filled the room, a single second of lingering tension as a single light illuminated the center stage. The voice of a calm, unassuming yet decidedly American male filtered through the phone of the person remaining isolated in the light.[break][break]
“unKnown.”[break][break]
Nailed it.
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Post by ctrl on Jun 3, 2023 3:14:41 GMT
[nospaces] [attr="class","Felonixbiggie"] [attr="class","Felonixtextie"]Shit... SHIT![break][break]
The awkward silence hung between the two as Kioko retracted her hand away from the glass. Did she think he had poisoned it? No, the liquid pooling around his boots surely must have told her that he wouldn't have wasted poison in such a manner. Then what exactly was she thinking? She couldn't have already figured him out, could she? She was as smart as his file on her was extensive, but even she couldn't have known about...[break][break]
A journalist? He paused in his blank stare, as though a motion was possible.[break][break]
No no, that could work... That would explain... Oh my god, am I a journalist??[break][break]
He wasn't afforded a moment to respond before Kioko gracefully exited the booth *(Writer's Note: Seriously, how. That alone needs to be a skill.)* He shuffled out of his seat to follow, glancing back at the drinks on the table. It'd be a shame to let them go to waste... His gaze drifted back to the girl walking away from him... before looking back to the drinks... then back to the girl... Damn it Levi, you can get more drinks later, chase after her![break][break]
She hadn't made it far. Like staring in a mirror from a future, some other blonde was all up in her business. Like, seriously, huge lack of respect for personal space. As she barked her command, even Levi felt a shiver running down his spine. God I hope I'm never on the receiving end of that tone... Oh... wait...[break][break]
The confused mirror image seemed to misunderstand her words... word. Instead of making the smart decision, he reached out, grasping at Kioko's bracelet as its shimmering hue grasped Levi's attention. Bingo.[break][break]
He stepped forward, placing himself directly behind Kioko and the stranger. His hand slipped into his jacket, producing a soft pack of cigarettes as he nudged one free, placing it on the edge of his lips. "Hey buddy, got a light?"[break][break]
The stranger's confused look was the last thing Levi saw as darkness overtook the bar. Eyesight in Levi's left eye faded in sync with the room as his hand wrapped around the back of the stranger's neck. The sound of skull colliding with wood filled the air before Levi's hand was free. 3 seconds was all it took, all he needed as the lights came back on. His hand slipped back into his jacket once more, this time producing a lighter.[break][break]
"Never mind."[break][break]
Levi's enjoyment of his moment was short-lived as he overheard a blue and white collar not far from where he and Kioko stood.[break][break]
"Didyas just sock my friesn?"[break][break]
"Ehh? I ain't even closs to 'im!"[break][break]
"Nah, yer been eyeing us all NIGHT!"[break][break]
Stimulating drunken conversation aside, it didn't take long for a bottle to fly through the air at the alleged (and admittedly rather distant) assailant. Bottles turned into silverware. Silverware into barstools. In a matter of only a few short seconds, chaos descended on the dive.
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Post by ctrl on Jun 2, 2023 4:28:03 GMT
[nospaces] [attr="class","Felonixbiggie"] [attr="class","Felonixtextie"]*"Did you say you're..."*[break][break]
*"Yes, adopting a cat Falc, try and keep up!"*[break][break]
*"I can't, I'm not in Japan right now..."*[break][break]
Seriously, it was like Falcon One wasn't even listening half the time. Granted, Levi hadn't really given him enough details to actually know what was going on, but that wasn't his fault! There was a defenseless crying Kitten running through trash and filth, how could Falcon One not pick up on context clues?[break][break]
The shimmering purple nanotechnology around Levi's right arm began to pulsate, reaching out to his will as an extension of his hand. "Come on, if I can just get a little closer..." The enlarged purple first reached, stretched, tugged at its own limitations in an attempt to grab the fleeing kitten. Didn't it know he was trying to offer it three hots and a cot? "Nearly there, I just... need to..."[break][break]
Some sort of blunt object cracked against Levi's back as he fell forward, his own instinctual and mental 'Don't Fall!' redirecting Skylark's grasp to himself instead. The hand thinned, wrapping around Levi's body to cushion the blow and save him from skidding face-first into the pavement. As the glistening liquid metal made contact with the ground, small wisps began dragging Levi along, attempting to keep pace with the cat.[break][break]
*"Boss, ya good?? What was that sound??"*[break][break]
Levi rolled to his back, shifting his weight on the nanotech sled in an attempt to locate his pursuer. *"Yeah, I just got hit by a box and I'm being chased by a... by a dragon?"*[break][break]
*"You're being chased by a dragon? Already?? Don't they eat cats?!"*[break][break]
*"THEY WHAT?!"* Levi's panicked notion spurned Skylark forward, tendrils of purple liquid spreading behind his back in a twist, bringing him to his feet. *"Fuck Falc, I can't let this cat get eaten by a dragon! I've only been here 20 minutes!"*[break][break]
His boots made contact with the pavement as his pace quickened, turning his pace from a slight jog to a life-saving sprint.[break][break]
"HEY, NO FREE MEALS YEAH? I SAW THIS ONE FIRST, FIND YOUR OWN!"[break][break]
*"Good diplomacy boss!"*[break][break]
*"Oh, shut up and start looking up dragons!"*
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Post by ctrl on Jun 2, 2023 2:23:02 GMT
[nospaces] [attr="class","Felonixbiggie"] [attr="class","Felonixtextie"]An awkward silence sat between the two despite the blasting of the jukebox in the background. He considered turning down the volume before dismissing the notion. The noise would drown out their conversation to any errant eavesdroppers.[break][break]
Alright, Levi, you've got it, you're in... This is the infamous 'Kioko Stare' you've read about. You've studied this. You've prepared for this. You understand on a fundamental level... oh god it's so much worse than I imagined.[break][break]
It was worse. The icy glare. The snake eyes. It was one thing to read about it in a newspaper. It was another thing entirely to see it stare back into your soul. The only thing that helped alleviate the tension was a snort and an eye roll that turned her gaze away.[break][break]
"So you remember their irrelevance? Seems like it'd just be easier to remember them." He scanned the table, eyeing the drink she had already been nursing. What the hell was that supposed to be? A yellow Gin and Tonic? A pale Rum and Colk? Something something egg?[break][break]
"Uh, yeah! Sure, a drink! Waiter!" He hung his hand in the air for far too long before realizing that a classy establishment such as this probably didn't have a garcon to bring them a drink. They probably serve stupid flat pizza here too...[break][break]
He quickly brought his hand down at the thought before shuffling out of the booth to shamble his way to the bar. I would like to say his exit was as established and masculine as his entry, but... Frankly, it wasn't. I mean, have you ever tried to exit a booth?[break][break]
"Hey, Barkeep. Two of whatever she's having. And a whiskey for me."[break][break]
"Her? Two Lemon Drops?"[break][break]
The crowd of zombie-like blue collars hooting and hollering behind Levi drowned out the noise of the bartender as he tried again.[break][break]
"TWO OF WHATEVER SHE'S HAVING. WHAT'D YOU SAY?"[break][break]
The bartender shook his head. "LEMON DROPS."[break][break]
Levi stared blankly before nodding. "...VERY PROFOUND, I SUPPOSE LEMONS DO DROP... TO THE GROUND... EVENTUALLY... IS ALL SMALL TALK IN JAPAN LIKE THIS?"[break][break]
The bartender just shook his head again before producing the three drinks requested. Levi smiled and nodded, grabbing the three glasses as best he could and returning to Kioko's table. "Alright, so I got you two of whatev..." The second Lemon Drop slipped from his hand, glass shattering as sweet precious liquor poured against the floor. "One of whatever it was you were drinking! Hopefully, I got the right drink for the infamous Kushiki Kioko!"[break][break]
He placed the drinks on the table before sliding himself into the booth once more. See, gravity on the way down was much more kind than the gravity of standing...[break][break]
Wait, what did I just say?[break][break]
Shit.
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Post by ctrl on Jun 2, 2023 1:51:36 GMT
[nospaces] [attr="class","Felonixbiggie"] [attr="class","Felonixtextie"]This place was horrid. Awful. Another word for horrid. If only I had a thesaurus. But where would I even find one of those... Levi's mind wandered briefly as the scent of old books filled his nostrils. What others may have described as pleasant and cozy, Levi considered putrid. The scent of decay of a thousand forests all so that people could do with a building what the average person could do with their phone.[break][break]
"Hm? ID?" He paused a moment, a blank stare on his face as he stared back at the Librarian. Was that even real? Did people really have to trade in their IDs for a library card? What a crooked deal! You can't drive a book! He spoke, a brief slip as his real voice filtered through his throat. "Shit, does Japan even have a DMV?" His eyebrows widened as he became aware of his English, trading his vocal cords into the walkie-talkie once more. "Uh, I do technically have an ID yes! Just unfortunately not here. With me... Can I trade you something else?"[break][break]
He patted at his jacket as the Librarian's question hung in the air. He could bum the guy a cigarette maybe? With any luck, it'd light the tree graveyard ablaze. "Uh, yeah. Something like that. Some guys were yelling about blowing up stuff and started chasing m.. people. Started chasing people around. Real bad scene, yeah?"[break][break]
As if on a stage that was actually a sitcom adapted from a movie that was once a book, the Library doors swung open. And on the other side?[break][break]
Blunt Force Trauma and The Brute Boys. "Hey! I don't know who you think you're fooling, but you're coming with us! Like it or not, the Boss is gonna wanna have words with you!"[break][break]
God, they really need to workshop that name. Said his inner voice.[break]
"Shhh." Said his outer.[break][break]
His free eye darted across the room in a shoddy attempt to find anything he could latch onto, to take control of. Libraries could be a death sentence for a man like him. "Hey Librarian, where uhh... Where would I find the section on not getting my teeth kicked in?"
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Post by ctrl on Jun 2, 2023 1:29:27 GMT
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“Hey there hot stuff, come here often? … No, that’s awful.”[break][break]
He had finally made it. Well kind of made it. Well, he moved from one place to another, and that was certainly a start. He hadn’t been in Japan for more than a week before his search had led him to the front door of a seedy dive bar, something that seemed like it would have felt more at home in the middle of Arizona than it would in Japan. Yet, she was inside. Calling to him.[break][break]
“Hey, that’s a pretty… Purple.. Thing… damn it, no.”[break][break]
The purple liquid braced against his arm beneath his shirt rippled and shimmered at the thought. For months, years even, her individual pieces called out to him, signaling their desire to become whole again. He had nearly brought her to completion, but her own shifting reminded him that he had yet to do enough for her. If it hadn’t been for…[break][break]
“Yo, what say you and me get out of here and I apologize for killing your… Nope, that felt bad before I even thought it.”[break][break]
It was true. The girl, well, the other ‘she’ on the inside and Levi shared a storied past, even if she hadn’t realized it yet. Still, that wasn’t necessarily something one brought up after chasing down leads and clues for the better part of a year before suddenly arriving on her doorstep.[break][break]
“Alright Levi, just… Play it cool, wing it. You got this.”[break][break]
Shoving his own nerves deep down beneath his heart’s lock and key, Levi moved to open the door of the bar. He had not been expecting the second door, however: An entry-barring odor so strong that one could almost feel drunk on fumes alone. Holding his breath, he prevailed through the bar in search of his prey.[break][break]
And there she was. Finally. Her all-black outfit nearly disguised her as a shadow, the faintest glimpse of her face betraying her attempted wall-melding as she hid in a distant booth. With nothing but resolve, Levi pushed through the crowded bar, held breath in tow, before stealing the seat across from her.[break][break]
There she sat. Kushiki Kioko. Ex-Heiress to the Kushiki throne. Daughter to…[break][break]
He stared in awkward silence for a moment before releasing a long-overdue gasp. His breath escaping, the fumes getting to his mind, Levi panicked. Froze. Stage fright seized his tongue as the gasp ended, and he finally uttered…[break][break]
“Do you remember the tallest man you’ve ever seen?”
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Post by ctrl on Jun 1, 2023 3:55:13 GMT
[nospaces] [attr="class","Felonixbiggie"] [attr="class","Felonixtextie"]It hadn't taken long for Levi to fall back into form. Not metaphorically either, but physically as a brutish man nearly a foot taller pushed him to the pile of wayward cardboard boxes lining the alleyway.[break][break]
He had heard it all before. "Hey, what are you doing with those security cameras?" "Hey, why are you throwing cell phones into the middle of the street?" "Hey, why are those cell phones exploding and blinding drivers?" Petty nonsense that he did mostly well to tune out.[break][break]
What couldn't be turned out was the young, upstart vigilante and his henchmen that had chased Levi into the alleyway around the corner. God, it felt like he ran for miles. Felt awful. Worse than the push, honestly.[break][break]
"Listen, I don't know what you were doing to all those cell phones, but acts of villainous crime such as that must be punished! You're coming with us!" Literally textbook. If he had a dollar for every time he heard a 'hero speech' as poorly crafted as that, he'd have at least, like, $27. He slowly rolled across the boxes as the shimmering liquid metal around his right arm began to pool under his back.[break][break]
"Listen, fellas... I don't want any trouble... well, any more trouble. So I'm just gonna... ya know... get going."[break][break]
Perfectly on cue, as it had always been before, Skylark kicked into gear. The liquid nanotechnology seeped out of his jacket, anchoring him to the ground as it speed forward. Levi's prone body torpedoed through the brute's legs, granting freedom to the alleyway as tendrils of Skylark brought his torso upright. As his legs connected with the pavement, he once more broke into a sprint. Surely they wouldn't follow, right? Not this time, right?[break][break]
"Stop! In the name of Blunt Force Trauma and the Brute Boys!"[break][break]
Was that seriously this guy's name? Was he sleep-deprived when he made it up?[break][break]
It didn't matter. Levi needed to make an escape, and quick. To his right, a small crowd of people gathered to inspect the wrecked cars in his wake. From behind, the sound of police sirens filling the air. 3 minutes, 41 seconds. Not too shabby. And to his left...[break][break]
Hell itself. A library. Dead trees and dated technology awaited him through the threshold. Yet, provided with limited options, hell would have to suffice.[break][break]
His break into the Library was clean, neat. He was certain that the thugs wouldn't have seen him come in. Well, almost 90% certain. The silence of the library was too deafening to actually try to run the math. His sprint slowed as he sauntered instead to a nearby desk, quickly pulling his hair into a ponytail to throw off his pursuers. He tapped the desk softly as his walkie-talkie sputtered to life, offering free translation at the cost of his vocal cords.[break][break]
"Hi, I'm here for a... book? No... LIBRARY CARD..." He almost shushed himself as his excitement at remembering what people did in antiquated places such as these took hold. The walkie-talkie adjusted to a whisper. "A Library Card. That."
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Post by ctrl on Jun 1, 2023 1:58:14 GMT
[nospaces] [attr="class","Felonixbiggie"] [attr="class","Felonixtextie"] "So anyway, that's the part..." [break][break] "Uh.huh, yeah..." [break][break] "And then The Fiance says..." [break][break] "Oh yeah, totally." [break][break] "But she isn't having any of it! And she..." [break][break] "Falc, this is all fascinating information, and the instant I find a tv I promise I'll catch up on 'The Fiance', but why did you call?" [break][break] "I... OH YEAH! Did you make it to Japan?" [break][break] "... Half an hour. HALF AN HOUR YOU'VE BEEN SPOILING REALITY TV FOR ME." [break][break] "Well yeah, I thought I'd catch you up! Isn't Japan like... In the past or something?" [break][break] "I... Yes Falc, I made it. Weird dude dropped me off in the Bay, of all places. Said planes coming in and out of here never really got questioned." [break][break] "Well?" [break][break] "Well what?" [break][break] "Well did you question it?" [break][break] "Why would I? No one questions it! Who am I to question the questioning of.. someone's.. questions..." [break][break] "That's why I asked!" [break][break] Levi was getting nowhere with Falcon One. Despite his good intentions, the duo often found themselves bickering over the pettiest of things. Still, Levi couldn't deny that he was thankful for Falcon One offering to watch his place. Granted, his apartment had caught fire, and it may or may not have been set by him, but Levi didn't have to worry about that... right?[break][break]
The soft scent of sea salt drifted through the air as the calming noise of ships passing over the water soothed and calmed him. Despite the ambient noise, you could almost hear a pin drop. [break][break] "Meow." [break][break] Or the soft cry of a kitten sitting behind a trash can. The poor thing looked disheveled, young. Fresh out of the basket and scrounging for food on her own. Levi paused a moment to stare as purple, shimmering liquid metal shifted around his right arm. The staring match continued for what felt like forever as Levi considered taking the young cat in before Falcon One's voice pierced through his ears. "Boss? Why'd you go silent?"[break][break]
Levi jumped a bit, startled by the interruption as the cat bolted. Instincts gave way to rational thought as Levi quickly gave chase.[break][break]
"Jesus Falc, don't do that! I'm adopting a cat!" [attr="class","Felonixiconie"] [attr="class","Felonixtagsie"]@tag [newclass=.Felonixbiggie]-webkit-transitionduration:.5s;-moz-transition-duration:.5s;transition-duration:.5s;[/newclass] [newclass=.Felonixbiggie:hover]margin-left:-300px;-webkit-transition-duration:.5s;-moz-transition-duration:.5s;transition-duration:.5s;[/newclass] [newclass=.Felonixtextie]opacity:0;margin-top:-425px;margin-bottom:150px;width:300px;height:400px;padding:10px;background-color:#fff;border:solid 1px #b7b7b7;color:#939393;text-align:justify;overflow:auto;margin-left:0px;-webkit-transition-duration:.5s;-moz-transition-duration:.5s;transition-duration:.5s;font:11px calibri;[/newclass] [newclass=.Felonixbiggie:hover .Felonixtextie]opacity:1;margin-left:610px;-webkit-transition-duration:.5s;-moz-transition-duration:.5s;transition-duration:.5s;[/newclass] [newclass=.Felonixtextie::-webkit-scrollbar]width:10px;background:#d1d1d1;[/newclass] [newclass=.Felonixtextie::-webkit-scrollbar-thumb]background:#b7b7b7;border:2px solid #fff;[/newclass] [newclass=.Felonixiconie]opacity:0;margin-top:-240px;margin-left:-220px;margin-bottom:50px;-webkit-transition-duration:.5s;-moz-transition-duration:.5s;transition-duration:.5s;[/newclass] [newclass=.Felonixbiggie:hover .Felonixiconie]opacity:1;[/newclass] [newclass=.Felonixtagsie]opacity:0;font:11px calibri;color:#b7b7b7;margin-top:-75px!important;margin-left:-75px!important;margin-bottom:40px;-webkit-transition-duration:.5s;-moz-transition-duration:.5s;transition-duration:.5s;[/newclass] [newclass=.Felonixbiggie:hover .Felonixtagsie]opacity:1;-webkit-transition-duration:.5s;-moz-transition-duration:.5s;transition-duration:.5s;[/newclass] |
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Post by ctrl on Jun 1, 2023 1:45:58 GMT
[nospaces] [attr="class","Felonixbiggie"] [attr="class","Felonixtextie"] "So anyway, that's the part..." [break][break] "Uh.huh, yeah..." [break][break] "And then The Fiance says..." [break][break] "Oh yeah, totally." [break][break] "But she isn't having any of it! And she..." [break][break] "Falc, this is all fascinating information, and the instant I find a tv I promise I'll catch up on 'The Fiance', but why did you call?" [break][break] "I... OH YEAH! Did you make it to Japan?" [break][break] "... Half an hour. HALF AN HOUR YOU'VE BEEN SPOILING REALITY TV FOR ME." [break][break] "Well yeah, I thought I'd catch you up! Isn't Japan like... In the past or something?" [break][break] "I... Yes Falc, I made it. Weird dude dropped me off in the Bay, of all places. Said planes coming in and out of here never really got questioned." [break][break] "Well?" [break][break] "Well what?" [break][break] "Well did you question it?" [break][break] "Why would I? No one questions it! Who am I to question the questioning of.. someone's.. questions..." [break][break] "That's why I asked!" [break][break] Levi was getting nowhere with Falcon One. Despite his good intentions, the duo often found themselves bickering over the pettiest of things. Still, Levi couldn't deny that he was thankful for Falcon One offering to watch his place. Granted, his apartment had caught fire, and it may or may not have been set by him, but Levi didn't have to worry about that... right?[break][break]
The soft scent of sea salt drifted through the air as the calming noise of ships passing over the water soothed and calmed him. Despite the ambient noise, you could almost hear a pin drop. [break][break] "Meow." [break][break] Or the soft cry of a kitten sitting behind a trash can. The poor thing looked disheveled, young. Fresh out of the basket and scrounging for food on her own. Levi paused a moment to stare as purple, shimmering liquid metal shifted around his right arm. The staring match continued for what felt like forever as Levi considered taking the young cat in before Falcon One's voice pierced through his ears. "Boss? Why'd you go silent?"[break][break]
Levi jumped a bit, startled by the interruption as the cat bolted. Instincts gave way to rational thought as Levi quickly gave chase.[break][break]
"Jesus Falc, don't do that! I'm adopting a cat!" [attr="class","Felonixiconie"] [newclass=.Felonixbiggie]-webkit-transitionduration:.5s;-moz-transition-duration:.5s;transition-duration:.5s;[/newclass] [newclass=.Felonixbiggie:hover]margin-left:-300px;-webkit-transition-duration:.5s;-moz-transition-duration:.5s;transition-duration:.5s;[/newclass] [newclass=.Felonixtextie]opacity:0;margin-top:-425px;margin-bottom:150px;width:300px;height:400px;padding:10px;background-color:#fff;border:solid 1px #b7b7b7;color:#939393;text-align:justify;overflow:auto;margin-left:0px;-webkit-transition-duration:.5s;-moz-transition-duration:.5s;transition-duration:.5s;font:11px calibri;[/newclass] [newclass=.Felonixbiggie:hover .Felonixtextie]opacity:1;margin-left:610px;-webkit-transition-duration:.5s;-moz-transition-duration:.5s;transition-duration:.5s;[/newclass] [newclass=.Felonixtextie::-webkit-scrollbar]width:10px;background:#d1d1d1;[/newclass] [newclass=.Felonixtextie::-webkit-scrollbar-thumb]background:#b7b7b7;border:2px solid #fff;[/newclass] [newclass=.Felonixiconie]opacity:0;margin-top:-240px;margin-left:-220px;margin-bottom:50px;-webkit-transition-duration:.5s;-moz-transition-duration:.5s;transition-duration:.5s;[/newclass] [newclass=.Felonixbiggie:hover .Felonixiconie]opacity:1;[/newclass] [newclass=.Felonixtagsie]opacity:0;font:11px calibri;color:#b7b7b7;margin-top:-75px!important;margin-left:-75px!important;margin-bottom:40px;-webkit-transition-duration:.5s;-moz-transition-duration:.5s;transition-duration:.5s;[/newclass] [newclass=.Felonixbiggie:hover .Felonixtagsie]opacity:1;-webkit-transition-duration:.5s;-moz-transition-duration:.5s;transition-duration:.5s;[/newclass] |
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Post by ctrl on May 31, 2023 1:23:59 GMT
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Post by ctrl on May 31, 2023 1:20:27 GMT
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Post by ctrl on May 29, 2023 8:00:01 GMT
[googlefont=Quicksand] [attr="class","likedo"] [attr="class","likedotitle"] [attr="class","likedotitle2"]CHARACTER APPLICATION [attr="class","likedoinfo"] LINK TO COMPLETED CHARACTER SHEET: It's ShowtimeMATHEMATICAL BREAKDOWN: 100000 EXP (Expert Start) Quirk: (S-) Control = 43,000 +4 Limit Break Awareness: (B-) = 8,000 Constitution: (C-) = 1,750 Dexterity: (B) = 11,500 Presence: (D+) = 750 Speed: (C) = 3,250 Strength: (D) = 250 Equipment: (B+) Nanotechnology = 15,750 Skills: (B+) One Gun Army = 15,750 Remainder: 0 EXP, 3 Limit Break remaining PHARAOH LEAP. [newclass=.likedo]background-color:#f0f0f0;padding:25px;width:400px;color:#888888;line-height:10px;[/newclass] [newclass=.likedotitle]background-color:#ffffff;border:solid 9px #444444;padding:1px;[/newclass] [newclass=.likedotitle2]background-color:#444444;color:#ffffff;font:bold 10px Calibri;line-height:35px;text-align:center;letter-spacing:2px;[/newclass] [newclass=.likedoinfo]margin-top:-10px;border:solid 1px #e5e5e5;background-color:#f9f9f9;padding:24px;font:10px verdana;text-align:justify;line-height:12px;[/newclass] [newclass=.likedosub]background-color:#444444;font:bold 8px Calibri;text-align:left;padding:10px;color:#ffffff;text-transform:uppercase;letter-spacing:1px;[/newclass] |
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Post by ctrl on May 29, 2023 3:46:21 GMT
LEVI FELLOWAY OVERVIEW » NAME: Levi Felloway» AGE: 22» GENDER: Male» AFFILIATION: Villain
» ALIAS: CTRL, 'The Symbol of Execution'» OCCUPATION: Freelancer
PERSONALITY  » POSITIVE TRAITS:✔ Caring
✔ Endearing
✔ Positive
✔ Upbeat
| » NEGATIVE TRAITS:✘ Sarcastic
✘ Prone to Anger
✘ Cocky
✘ Impulsive
| » LIKES:✔ Family
✔ Cheeseburgers
✔ Technology
✔ Cats
| » DISLIKES:✘ Corporations
✘ Dishonesty
✘ Manipulation
✘ Snakes
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APPEARANCE  » HEIGHT: 6' 0"» WEIGHT: 180lbs» EYE COLOR: Blue» HAIR COLOR: Light Blonde» SKIN COLOR: Caucasian» FACE CLAIM NAME: Worick Arcangelo» FACE CLAIM SERIES: GANGSTA.
Happy to blend into the background, Levi would typically be found wearing a long sport blazer over a light blue dress shirt. As a man who's learned to live in the shadows of both others and society, he typically refuses to put much into his "look", opting more for his own personal comfort over a professional appearance. His long blonde hair partially covers his eyepatch, which he swears is just for aesthetic.
Reference Image:HISTORY
One Bad Day. That's all it takes.
That's what they say at least. Others might have had a mental breakdown or suffered bouts of lunacy or revenge? Me? Nah, I took up smoking.
See, it all started about 6 years ago. Hired by some bottom dweller in a suit. Real fat cat vibes. Wanted me to take his company product and 'turn it into something useful'. I'll give 'im credit, it was a novel concept. Take a sleep apnea mask, fill it with a subtle liquid metal, wait until the middle of the night and *Boom*. Product delivered in the form of a body bag.
See, that's how it was supposed to go. And it did. Perfectly. So perfectly in fact that the guy took my idea and just fuckin' ran. Had a bad feeling about this guy from the get-go.
No, what really pissed me off is what he did with my creation. Tried to patent it even, asshole.
Anyway, imagine my surprise when I hear that another higher up in his company died to one of my masks. And another. And another. 47 in total. Worst of all? Some of them were his own family. And they had been in on it! Well, until it was their turns.
The masks became more convoluted, more complex. Some didn't even look like masks at all. But I still felt myself in all her traces. Like I left a part of me behind. Every cadaver, every final heartbeat. I felt what he was making her do.
So I took her back. It wasn't easy, having to bypass their security systems. Well, actually it was. They probably should have spent a bit more on their North American expansion. What was even easier was putting a backdoor in their computers to skim pennies off every transaction and send it to a secure location. Made a pretty penny off that before they ever realized it was missing.
I had finally managed to track down every last piece of the project. 'Codename: SKYLARK'. Every single piece of her was mine... save one. One final piece.
I took every odd job I could, sometimes to make sure that no one too far gone was the one in command. Sometimes to get information. To track down the 'Up-and-Coming' prick that stole my tech all the way back to Japan. Problem was, or I guess, is...
There's this girl. She has the final piece. She doesn't know she has it, at least, I don't think she does. But it turns out this asshole killed her mom? Not too sure on that, details are kinda fuzzy. Anyway, dude's basically set her on a warpath and I feel... I don't know, responsible? So yeah, that's why I gotta go to Japan. You've still got the hookup with the airplane guy, right? Do you mind driving me in the morning?
Falcon One: Why are you still on my couch?
Levi: You asked how my day was...
Falcon One: ... And?
Levi: And? ... I think I'm One Bad Day from a hell of a morning.
ITEMS - Walkie-Talkie: An old walkie-talkie that Levi carries on his belt at all times for a multitude of purposes, from listening to the radio, long range communication, and language translation. - Arm Sling and Eyepatch: Due to the sacrificial nature of his Quirk, Levi always keeps a portable sling with him, as well as constantly wearing his eyepatch. - Prior Employer Offshore Accounts: Jobs go bad all the time. Just not necessarily for Levi. Well, not just Levi. With his previous employer offering nothing but bad vibes, Levi took precautions to protect himself in the future. Sure enough, a paltry paycheck for a lifetime of crossed-boundries and stolen ideas wasn't going to cut it. A 20% skim off the company's entire cash fund though? Not too shabby a start to reparations. Storing his cash in an offsite account, Levi decided that he'd only take jobs he could remain in Control of. - Skylark: Stolen tech from Sovereign Technologies. Preferring to keep at a distance, Levi often carries Skylark with him, a dual mode Sniper Rifle that, when manipulated with his quirk, turns into a Halberd for close combat battles. - Cigarettes: Self explanatory. Terrible habit. QUIRK 
QUIRK NAME: Control QUIRK RANK: S- QUIRK TYPE: Emitter QUIRK DESCRIPTION: By essentially drawing on his body's physical force, Levi is capable of controlling and manipulating technological devices on a molecular level. This allows him to create makeshift gadgets and weaponry on the fly, assuming the necessary materials (or similar enough alternatives) are present. Alternatively, he can take control over pre-built devices such a security camera and operate it remotely. Use of Control allows Levi to ‘repurpose’ a device’s originally intended use based on the internal components of the device. (ex: a Cell Phone could be used as a miniature flashbang by shorting and overloading the screen and speaker. A Cell Phone could not be used as a miniature gun as it does not have the parts to support this.) Levi's use of Control grants a natural 'Sixth Sense', allowing Levi to passively sense items and technology he is able to control and possess. Using this, Levi is able to take control of devices without physical contact or direct line of sight. QUIRK DRAWBACKS: As an extension of Levi's physical force, to take control of/manipulate an item requires the cost of replacing the use of the part of the body closest linked to the item. While some items are small enough to only cost a finger or a hand, most items are large and require a trade of equal value (Ex: The use of a manipulated surveillance camera equally costs vision in one eye). Use of Control leaves the body part used in the exchange unusable while the Quirk is in effect. Cost of a body part can be exchanged if the item in use is changed, but use will not be regained until the effects of the Quirk are removed or negated from the item. Additionally, while Control can be used over long ranges, returns diminish the further Levi is from his target. ATTRIBUTES  » AWARENESS (B-)
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Limit Breakers: 11 Available | 0/45 Used EQUIPMENT EQUIPMENT NAME: Nanotechnology (Codename: SKYLARK) EQUIPMENT RANK: B+EQUIPMENT MANUFACTURER: N/A EQUIPMENT DESCRIPTION: Sovereign Technologies' Experimental Nanotechnology Strain, dubbed 'SKYLARK'. Stolen back from Sovereign Technologies after a botched job, Levi uses his "share" of Skylark to form weaponry when able. Levi is able to passively manipulate and control this Liquid Metal and Nanotechnology, understood most simply as an extension of his own blood flow as opposed to a trade. Due to the limited nature of this Liquid Metal, Skylark is able to consume basic metals nearby to create ammunition, but is never able to create any additional mass. Initially intended for medicinal purposes, Levi has begun to master the basics of using Nanotechnology to heal in the field. While he may not be a doctor, his basic understanding is enough to patch up almost any wound. Beyond its shapeshifting and healing abilities, Levi can most often found with a Halberd-tipped Sniper Rifle in his hands. SNIPER MODE REFERENCE IMAGE: SKILLS SKILL NAME: One Gun Army SKILL RANK: B+ SKILL DESCRIPTION: While Levi can manipulate Skylark to take whatever shape may be needed in any given situation, his skills are more finely tuned towards Sniping. Whether perched in a Snipers Nest or in close range combat, Levi's fundamental understanding of Sniping leaves few standing on equal ground. PLAYED BY FELONIX
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