RE: Masks 2
06-19-2019, 02:46 AM
(This post was last modified: 06-19-2019, 02:47 AM by Cidellus.)
Several more dropships arrived over the coming hours!
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One carried Cadence from LA, Zilvala from San Francisco, and Lady Light from Oakland.
Lady Light had a golden suit (with white as a secondary color), the entire chest region depicting a sun with the back region depicting a golden moon. The legs were white, and the boots were the same gold as the chest area. She wore a golden full-face mask and a hood, as well, to conceal her identity. The arms were white as well, with golden gloves. The costume was a bit bulky, hinting at some sort of armor built into the suit. She stood at around 5'6", and seemed friendly enough.
(Zil and Candy can be described by Bigshot and Pail!)
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Another carried Salamandra from Denver, the Blue Archer from parts unknown previously seen fighting in the Robot War, a grizzled resistance leader from Ciudad City, and Don Diamante from New York City (formerly from Scath).
Salamandra was a massive red salamander woman usually dressed in punk attire. She could apparently transform between an average-sized human form and a salamander form at will. In salamander form, she could breathe fire, had incredibly durable scales, and possessed super strength.
The Blue Archer was a somewhat tall archer in blue armor armed with a bow and arrow. She didn't say much, and nothing was really known about her.
Don Diamante was quite a legend, being a big strong mobster made of goddamn diamond that dressed impeccably in pinstriped suits. He didn't seem to age, and his diamond skin made him almost impervious to harm. On top of that, he seemed to have a degree of super strength.
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The next few dropships carried a bunch of resistance militia leaders, some of whom were former KNIGHT agents still active despite their advanced age. Seemed that KNIGHT was a legacy that kept on giving, even after all these years.
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Solar Flare arrived by flying himself. He was old now, appearing to be somewhere in his mid to late fifties. Despite that, he still seemed as spry and strong as ever in the daylight.
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Various other heroes were also dropped off in dropships. These included:
The Depth Dweller from Atlanta (a crazy swamp man who had...swamp powers as he called them)
Harpwn from Seattle (a cyberpunk man who fought the corps with a magical harp)
Philabuster (a corporation-fighting power fisted woman from Philadelphia)
Mary Gold (a woman from Chicago that could apparently control and shift flowers)
Alexander Hamilton (a man from Jersey claiming to be Alexander Hamilton. He had moneymancy: the ability to control anything identified as currency)
Walter Concrite (a burly mustached man from Kansas City with the ability to control concrete. His hero is Walter Cronkite if you couldn't fucking guess).
Gullgirl (a woman from Portland with the ability to grow talons, enhanced durability and strength, a giant metal flail, the ability to talk to gulls, and huge gull wings)
Blaster Master (a man from Louisville with a giant laser cannon for an arm. He's really good with it.)
Folly (a woman from Las Vegas with the power to strike anybody she wishes with foolishness.)
Chef Marco (a man from Newark who can transform inanimate objects into food of his choice with concentration that scales with the size of the object.)
Bloodsport (a man from San Jose dressed like a gladiator with superior melee combat skills)
Deluge (a woman from Tampa with the power to control storms)
Action Tom (a man from Columbus with enhanced durability and a love for improvised weapons and unorthodox combat styles)
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With everybody here, a staircase formed nearby with a large sign above it. It read "THEATER", and Emily guided everybody down there for the actual meeting.
The theater was as described: a very nice theater with comfortable seating and a clear view of the stage. Once they were all seated, the lights dimmed and the curtains went up, revealing Nocturne.
He was dressed in black, sleek, powered armor. The armor was vantablack, seeming to absorb all light cast upon it. Outwardly featureless due to its lack of apparent texture, a black cape flapped in behind him.
"Hello, thank you all for coming," he said to them. "I am Nocturne, leader of the Rainbow Network, a resistance organization active in New York City. I am also close friends with our hostess, Emily, and for her I would ask a round of applause."
An optional applause followed.
"I've been fighting the Omnicorp for close to twenty years with everything I have," he explained. "And mostly? It's been ineffective. They aren't an enemy to be fought alone. It'll take concentrated effort, a lot of resources, and a very good plan. Fortunately? I have resources, we can come up with a plan, and we can provide the concentrated force. The omnicorp, for all its strength in the cities, is weak in the countryside. Their supply lines are poorly guarded, as are their resource operation. Some places already have active militias operating as resistance cells in the countryside. That's good."
He said this gesturing to the various militia leaders in the theater.
"But we need more of you guys out there, and I'm ready to fund and supply them with guns, food, ammunition, clothes, whatever they need. We need to be quiet at first, set up cells and recruit from the countryside. This part's important. Recruitment, networking, we need to pull together a resistance army. We are going to need a lot of people with guns in their hands. And then strike hard against their resource operations. Their factories depend on them. If we do that, they'll be forced to draw their forces away from the cities to guard their supply lines. Once they do that, we'll start liberating their megacities. Bit by bit, we'll take down the Omnicorp and everything it stands for. Corporatism, greed, tyranny, autocracy. All of it will fall with their monstrous regime. But to do that, we need to fight together against them. Aiding in that will be Prism, a woman capable of contacting you via your dreams. She will keep all the resistance cell leaders in communication with each other by proxy, and will also help keep the resistance operatives informed. That will be most of you guys."
He said this gesturing to the various heroes in the theaters.
"Some of you might want to be frontline fighters in the resistance armies. The rest? We'll call on you from time to time to help out. A fight here, some sabotage or infiltration there. You all have special abilities that'll help with that, and those abilities will be taken into account. This also isn't my movement alone. If any of you have concerns, suggestions, or ideas? Feel free to say them now, or say them to Prism in the future. She'll visit you all each night to keep you updated. This part is important. I have my own ideas, but I'm not going to decide alone what will happen to America if we win."
He looked to them all, seeing if anybody had anything to say.
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One carried Cadence from LA, Zilvala from San Francisco, and Lady Light from Oakland.
Lady Light had a golden suit (with white as a secondary color), the entire chest region depicting a sun with the back region depicting a golden moon. The legs were white, and the boots were the same gold as the chest area. She wore a golden full-face mask and a hood, as well, to conceal her identity. The arms were white as well, with golden gloves. The costume was a bit bulky, hinting at some sort of armor built into the suit. She stood at around 5'6", and seemed friendly enough.
(Zil and Candy can be described by Bigshot and Pail!)
-----
Another carried Salamandra from Denver, the Blue Archer from parts unknown previously seen fighting in the Robot War, a grizzled resistance leader from Ciudad City, and Don Diamante from New York City (formerly from Scath).
Salamandra was a massive red salamander woman usually dressed in punk attire. She could apparently transform between an average-sized human form and a salamander form at will. In salamander form, she could breathe fire, had incredibly durable scales, and possessed super strength.
The Blue Archer was a somewhat tall archer in blue armor armed with a bow and arrow. She didn't say much, and nothing was really known about her.
Don Diamante was quite a legend, being a big strong mobster made of goddamn diamond that dressed impeccably in pinstriped suits. He didn't seem to age, and his diamond skin made him almost impervious to harm. On top of that, he seemed to have a degree of super strength.
----
The next few dropships carried a bunch of resistance militia leaders, some of whom were former KNIGHT agents still active despite their advanced age. Seemed that KNIGHT was a legacy that kept on giving, even after all these years.
----
Solar Flare arrived by flying himself. He was old now, appearing to be somewhere in his mid to late fifties. Despite that, he still seemed as spry and strong as ever in the daylight.
-----
Various other heroes were also dropped off in dropships. These included:
The Depth Dweller from Atlanta (a crazy swamp man who had...swamp powers as he called them)
Harpwn from Seattle (a cyberpunk man who fought the corps with a magical harp)
Philabuster (a corporation-fighting power fisted woman from Philadelphia)
Mary Gold (a woman from Chicago that could apparently control and shift flowers)
Alexander Hamilton (a man from Jersey claiming to be Alexander Hamilton. He had moneymancy: the ability to control anything identified as currency)
Walter Concrite (a burly mustached man from Kansas City with the ability to control concrete. His hero is Walter Cronkite if you couldn't fucking guess).
Gullgirl (a woman from Portland with the ability to grow talons, enhanced durability and strength, a giant metal flail, the ability to talk to gulls, and huge gull wings)
Blaster Master (a man from Louisville with a giant laser cannon for an arm. He's really good with it.)
Folly (a woman from Las Vegas with the power to strike anybody she wishes with foolishness.)
Chef Marco (a man from Newark who can transform inanimate objects into food of his choice with concentration that scales with the size of the object.)
Bloodsport (a man from San Jose dressed like a gladiator with superior melee combat skills)
Deluge (a woman from Tampa with the power to control storms)
Action Tom (a man from Columbus with enhanced durability and a love for improvised weapons and unorthodox combat styles)
-----
With everybody here, a staircase formed nearby with a large sign above it. It read "THEATER", and Emily guided everybody down there for the actual meeting.
The theater was as described: a very nice theater with comfortable seating and a clear view of the stage. Once they were all seated, the lights dimmed and the curtains went up, revealing Nocturne.
He was dressed in black, sleek, powered armor. The armor was vantablack, seeming to absorb all light cast upon it. Outwardly featureless due to its lack of apparent texture, a black cape flapped in behind him.
"Hello, thank you all for coming," he said to them. "I am Nocturne, leader of the Rainbow Network, a resistance organization active in New York City. I am also close friends with our hostess, Emily, and for her I would ask a round of applause."
An optional applause followed.
"I've been fighting the Omnicorp for close to twenty years with everything I have," he explained. "And mostly? It's been ineffective. They aren't an enemy to be fought alone. It'll take concentrated effort, a lot of resources, and a very good plan. Fortunately? I have resources, we can come up with a plan, and we can provide the concentrated force. The omnicorp, for all its strength in the cities, is weak in the countryside. Their supply lines are poorly guarded, as are their resource operation. Some places already have active militias operating as resistance cells in the countryside. That's good."
He said this gesturing to the various militia leaders in the theater.
"But we need more of you guys out there, and I'm ready to fund and supply them with guns, food, ammunition, clothes, whatever they need. We need to be quiet at first, set up cells and recruit from the countryside. This part's important. Recruitment, networking, we need to pull together a resistance army. We are going to need a lot of people with guns in their hands. And then strike hard against their resource operations. Their factories depend on them. If we do that, they'll be forced to draw their forces away from the cities to guard their supply lines. Once they do that, we'll start liberating their megacities. Bit by bit, we'll take down the Omnicorp and everything it stands for. Corporatism, greed, tyranny, autocracy. All of it will fall with their monstrous regime. But to do that, we need to fight together against them. Aiding in that will be Prism, a woman capable of contacting you via your dreams. She will keep all the resistance cell leaders in communication with each other by proxy, and will also help keep the resistance operatives informed. That will be most of you guys."
He said this gesturing to the various heroes in the theaters.
"Some of you might want to be frontline fighters in the resistance armies. The rest? We'll call on you from time to time to help out. A fight here, some sabotage or infiltration there. You all have special abilities that'll help with that, and those abilities will be taken into account. This also isn't my movement alone. If any of you have concerns, suggestions, or ideas? Feel free to say them now, or say them to Prism in the future. She'll visit you all each night to keep you updated. This part is important. I have my own ideas, but I'm not going to decide alone what will happen to America if we win."
He looked to them all, seeing if anybody had anything to say.
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