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Out of the Darkness

Post by imbadwithnames on Fri May 11, 2018 10:50 pm

Central City.
3:57 AM.


It was a typical late night/early morning in the big city. Bright streetlights and high-rise building lights illuminated the skyline, leaving the sky itself clear and starless, painted a solid midnight blue. The full moon was just peeking over the horizon of the city's famous not-Golden Gate bridge, beginning to fade and set and make room for the new day. Most people at this hour were still asleep, and the majority of the businesses were either closed or just about to open. Yet, traffic was still heavy on the main roads, breaking any potential silence with honking horns and screeching tires.

For a city of this size, it was fairly peaceful this night: no large-scale crimes, no major events, very few reports of illegal activities—in fact, only rarely did a police/ambulance/fire siren ring at all throughout the night. And for one particular male Mobian, who was leaning on the safety rail atop the roof of a tall skyscraper, his job was to make sure things stayed that way.

This Mobian—codenamed ‘Volt’—was a vigilante, a member of an infamous travelling gang of heroes known as DVNz. Naturally, he wore a disguise: a long, black hooded cloak shrouding his body; a black-and-yellow, lightning-print bandana and black, tinted goggles concealing his face; and a long, black-and-yellow rifle latching onto his back by a cross-shoulder scabbard.

Volt and his gang came to Central City to do what they did best: to take down a violent crime syndicate with their swift, hard-hitting brand of ‘street-justice’. Their target this time was a local underground mafia, known for their corruption of government officials and witness intimidation. The takedown mission was successfully completed a few days ago; they left GUN and the other law enforcement agencies to...‘clean up the mess’, if you will.

Tonight was their last night in Central City before they headed back to their home base in Spagonia. Volt was out giving one last patrol to make sure things here were now safe.

“...58...59...aaaaand bang. 4 o’clock,” he whispered to himself, watching the time go by on the video feed from his mechanical goggles. With an exhausted sigh, he leaned off the rail, stretched his back, and raised his left hand to his ear, pressing a button on a communicator.

“Biiiiig O, it's Volt. Come in,” he spoke in his nasally voice.

Within seconds, a youthful male voice chimed in from the other side: “I'm here, over.”

It was another member of DVNz, codenamed ‘Overclock’: the tech guru and communications operator for the gang. He was still at the DVNz safehouse, monitoring the city streets with Volt via a set of hacked security cameras.

“Ayyy my man!” Volt replied. “How’s it lookin’ on the monitors?”

“Everything looks clear from here. We’re all set to round up back at base.”

“Phhhew, finally!” Volt replied, stretching his arms behind his head. “Man, dude. You really gotta look into puttin’ some movies on these goggles or somethin’. Gets kinda borin’ up here when nothin's goin' on.”

Overclock chuckled. “Whatever you say...Just head back to base, ok?”

“10-4, bud. Check back in 20.”

Volt pressed the button on his communicator again to turn it off. He dipped his right hand inside of his cloak, taking a few backwards steps away from the railing. From his right hip, he un-holstered one of his two black-and-yellow pistols; he gave it quick spin, a short crack of electricity whipping around his wrists. He paused for a second, let out a deep exhale, and stepped forward, breaking into a sprint towards the roof’s edge.

Planting his foot on the safety rail, he leaped off the skyscraper’s rooftop, descending rapidly towards ground level with violent wind whipping through his cloak. Mid-air, though, he pivoted his body, aimed his pistol toward the roof corner of the next building over, and fired: a long, yellow, glowing beam of electricity projected from the barrel of his gun and latched onto the building. This beam broke his momentum, allowing him to swing with ease to a lower rooftop.

As he landed, he broke the grapple beam and dived into a roll. He then got up, drew his other pistol, and dusted himself off. “Heh, that never gets old,” he said to himself.

He continued moving across the city rooftops—grappling to higher buildings,  jumping/parkouring across lower ones—beginning to make his exit out of the city, heading back to his safehouse.  
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Re: Out of the Darkness

Post by ForevaYoung on Sat May 12, 2018 12:40 pm

Night time was always the best time to get a job done.

That wasn't to say anyone really wanted to be working this early on in the morning, but it came in the description - if you could even call it that.
A shadow darted swiftly across the streets and bounced up walls in a parkour like fashion to reach to rooftops and get a better vantage point. It was hard to make out the figure as they were seemingly phasing in and out of solidity, but that could merely have been a trick on any set of tired eyes.
Finally, the figure stopped at the peak of a flat topped building to look over the place known as Central City. Upon this sudden stillness, it was now apparent that the phasing Mobian was female. She wore a black leather jacket with a zipped up hoodie underneath to hide her fur colour from any potential onlookers. She had to remain at least partially concealed, even in the nighttime glow of the city lights. She wore a beanie hat that had her marroon-white tipped hair tucked in to further maintain her anonyminity. The only thing that made her current form stand out from others was the obvious lack of where to put her red and white tail.

Oh, and lets not forget about those shiny black horns that curled around her ears. These things were not as easy to disguise as the rest of her. But hey, at least the hat was black, right?

The female huffed to herself as she looked over the landscape, her keen sapphire blues taking in everything possible, somehwat afraid to miss anything out.
Then, there was her target. An avian Mobian was talking on some sort of communicator, and if he hadn't spoken so suddenly, she would have surely missed him.

Naturally she couldn't hear what he was saying due to the distance between them, but she was informed by her intel that he spoke with a nasally voice and could sometimes be known to be louder than he meant to be.

That didn't mean he wasn't dangerous.

Taking a quick scan through the information on her wrist comm, it was clearly apparent that GUN did not have a great deal of details on this group of vigilantes. However, the codenames of each were at least given. This one was known as 'Volt'.

Taking a moment to ready herself, she felt around her wrists to ensure her silver bracelets were still present before making her way down as quietly as possible in order to ambush the male she had been looking for for the past three hours. She growled lowly to herself as her black booted feet touched on the sidewalk. 

"The pay for this better be worth it."

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Re: Out of the Darkness

Post by imbadwithnames on Sun May 27, 2018 5:34 am

While Volt was making his way out of the city—using the shadows of the dark rooftops as cover—Overclock kept eyes on the streets via his hacked cameras, just in case something came up before Volt made it to base. Yet and still, though, there was nothing noteworthy on the feed: aside from the passing car here and there, the city streets were vacant, practically barren even. After a long night of switching between cameras for naught, Overclock assumed that it’d be safe to call it in and get ready for tomorrow's trip back home. He began typing on his keyboard to cancel the feed; but just as he was about to press a button to release the cameras—

—he spotted something.

It was quick, and very faint; if the streets weren’t so empty, he’d miss it. But what he caught on his monitor was just enough to grab his attention: a peculiar shadow swiftly moving in and out of view of not just one, nor two, but multiple cameras—one after the other, as if following a specific path.

Curious, Overclock leaned forward in his chair and typed some more, isolating the cameras that caught this shadow. He replayed the video feed frame-by-frame and enhanced the image in attempt to make out its shape, yet he couldn’t get a good view of it. Could it just be a camera glitch?

To be safe, he pressed the button on his communicator and contacted Volt, who was still traversing the city rooftops. “Volt? It’s Overclock. Come in.”

Upon hearing Overclock's voice, Volt also reached his hand up to his ear and pressed the button on his communicator. “Yea, sup?” he replied.

Switching his language to DVNz's code language— that is, German— Overclock responded: Sei in Bereitschaft. Mögliche verdächtige Entität entdeckt.” 

‘Be on standby. Possible suspicious entity spotted.’

Upon hearing these words, Volt immediately slowed down and stopped. He looked around the rooftop he was on for a second, trying to find a place to hide; then, upon spotting a large HVAC unit, he ducked behind it and waited until further instructions.

((OOC note: Ok so...I don’t know German ^^; aaand I used Google Translate to come up with that last line. Aaaand considering that I don’t want to trigger any native German speakers out there, I’ll write out the next bit of dialogue in English. Just assume everything within brackets ([ ]) is said in German. ))

”[What’d you find?]” Volt asked, whispering as quietly as he could into his earpiece between panting breaths.


Overclock continued typing, switching from camera to camera to track the shadow’s movements. "[I...really can’t say. It could be just a glitch but...it’s not one that I’ve seen be..fo...re...]"

Before Overclock could finish his sentence, he watched the strange shadow move straight up the side of a building, onto the rooftops. Even more puzzled now, he began typing again, switching from the street cameras to the rooftop cameras to keep it in his sights.

Although there were fewer cameras on the rooftops—most of them with lower quality than the street cameras—Overclock did manage to pull up one that, after remotely adjusting its angle and zoom, allowed him to get a good look at the strange entity. What seemed to be the source of this shadow was now standing still, in plain view:

A Mobian.

Although neither their face nor body could be seen, Overclock did make out their long tail, some sort of wrist communicator...and jet-black horns. That, plus the dark clothing, a telling sign that they were deliberately trying to hide themselves...

...Whoever this was. they looked deadly.

Alerted, Overclock used the camera to zoom in on the strange Mobian and snap a picture of them. He then transmitted it to Volt’s goggles. "[...Volt...we’ve got company,]" he said.

Volt brought his right hand to his goggles, pressing a button on the frame to view the sent image. "[Ooh man, e d g y,]" he chuckled. "[Think it’s somebody from that whole mafia deal?]"

"[I...I really don’t know. That communicator looks too high-tech for those guys, but...whoever this is, they’re definitely looking for trouble.]"

"[You’re tellin’ me. Any idea where they might be headed?]"

"[It's hard to say. But judging by the path they’ve been following, it’s…. Almost as if they’re travelling in the same general direction you are.]"

"[...Huh….Heh, great. Just makes things easier,” Volt said as a brief crack of electricity enveloped his wrists. "[I’ll keep eyes on 'em. If it comes down to it, I'll question 'em. Keep me updated on their location.]"

“[Affirmative. Volt...please, stay safe.]”

“[You got it, bud.]” 

Volt then stood up from behind the HVAC, lying low and keeping as quiet as he can. “Finally, some action!” he whispered excitedly, spinning his pistols in his hands again.

With that, he’d ducked back into the rooftop shadows, veiled in his solid black cloak. Overclock’d kept him updated on the Mobian’s movements; meanwhile, he attempted to track them at a safe distance, trying to avoid detection—and confrontation—unless the situation called for it.

What he wouldn't know was that this Mobian was also looking for him.


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Post by ForevaYoung on Mon May 28, 2018 6:00 pm

The female pressed a small button on her wrist before speaking into it as quiet as a whisper.

"Commander, suspect is in sight. Awaiting further instruction."

A few seconds went by in static silence, before a deep male voice responded in almost a rumble. "Good work Agent, tail him, and try to find where their base is. There are more of them, and we must intercept them at the core than one by one. You have your locator, correct?"

"Yes sir." Her soft voice spoke abruptly. "Should I activate it now, or wait until I get further in?"

"Leave it for now, we can keep tabs on you once you're out of ra-HEY WHAT ARE YOU DOING IN HERE?" 

The sudden louder voice made the dark clothed female jump slightly as she swiftly turned off the communicator with a low growl. 
The Commander seemed to forget what the meaning of stealth meant if something distracted him.

'He may well have just stuck a bloody beacon to me and called me out with that outburst. Why do I work for these guys again?' She thought angrily to herself.

'Oh yeah, that's right. You can't work for anyone else with your damn limitations.'

Her ears fell flat against her head at her own thoughts as she shook her head to get back to the task at hand. This was no time for self depreciation; she had a mission to carry out. 

Looking back to where the avian Mobian was, she knew something had gone wrong in her communication with her higher up. He was gone.
She hissed slightly to herself as she felt like giving the Commander a powerful crack in the jaw for potentially messing up her mission by being incompetent when issuing orders. Stupid, stupid humans.

Tala looked up to the sky for a brief moment , not to admire the beauty, but to focus on hearing everything around her. As soon as any noise was caught in her sharp ears, she made her way over, disappearing into the shadows anywhere she could to maintain her position. With any hope, this Volt guy hadn't spotted or heard her, but she knew she had to prepare herself in case the opposite were true.

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Post by imbadwithnames on Fri Jun 15, 2018 2:32 am

After scaling a few more rooftops, Volt caught up to the suspicious Mobian, spotting them just shy of a city-block ahead on the sidewalk below. Upon catching sight of them, he quickly dropped into a prone to keep himself hidden. He kept his eyes on them, however, pressing a button on his goggles to zoom in for a better view. 

It was strange how the Mobian just...stopped, right out in the open. They were just standing there, completely still with their hand up to their mouth. Upon further inspection, it appeared as if they were speaking to someone over their wrist communicator. 

Curious, Volt whispered into his own communicator: “[Hey, turn that up for me.]"

“[10-4.]”

Overclock began typing some more, enhancing the audio feed as Volt requested. Now, they both were able to overhear whatever conversation the Mobian was having; although their voice came in clear, only bits and pieces of of whoever they were speaking to came through.


“...em….intercep...core….l..cator….rrect?”

"Yes sir. Should I activate it now, or wait until I get further in?”



Those words only raised Volt and Overclock's suspicion even higher. Activate….what?

“[...They’re definitely trying to infiltrate the city for something. But…]” Overclock paused, a very scary thought entering his mind. “[...C...Could it...be some kind of b-bomb? Ar...are they..a t—....terrorist??]”

Volt also paused for a second, thinking. “[...Dunno. And I ain’t plannin’ on findin’ out the hard way,]” he replied, tightening his grip on the pistol in his hand. “[Yea...I’m goin’ in.]”

Overclock, although nervous, knew that Volt was right; if they leave this highly suspicions individual person be, there's no telling what could happen. “[...O-O...ok...just, d-don't let them see you...They seem e-extremely dangerous, and—]”

“[Dude, dude, chiiiill,]” Volt chuckled. “[I mean c’mon, this wouldn’t be the first terrorist whatever we've dealt with....Well, maybe the first with devil-horns and a wolf tail but you get the idea. We got this. Just like usual.]"

“[...I..If you say so.]”

“[You bet you spines I do, bud. Be on standby.]”

Volt then slowly rose from his prone position into a crouch. At this point, the Mobian seemed off of their communicator but...was still just standing there in silence, as if deep in thought. Volt ducked back into the rooftop shadows, stealthily advancing towards the Mobian as quickly and quietly as he could.

When he'd eventually get to the rooftop directly behind them, he’d peek over the edge and look straight down at them. Seeing them up-close—although Volt wouldn't admit it...it sent a chill down his spine. The vibe they gave off was...dark. Angry. Malevolent, as if ready to throw down with anybody that crossed their path. (Little did he know that was probably because of the person on their communicator.) Volt gave a slow, silent, steady breath as to not alert them—and then proceeded to make his move. 

He'd take a step forward, beginning to jump down; but the moment he did, the Mobian began to shake their head violently, causing him jump back onto the rooftop, out of sight. After a few more seconds, he’d leaned forward again, his pistol in steady grip. Now they were just standing there, head towards the sky...

Now was his chance.

Volt'd vault over the edge of the rooftop, landing on the sidewalk below, directly behind them. His raised his right pistol towards them, pointing it directly at the back of their head. 

“Hey,” he’d bark.

“Don’t. Stinkin'. Move. If you even breathe in a way I don’t like, I’m turnin’ ya into Apotos cheese.”

His free, left hand would slowly drift towards his hip, towards the pistol in his left holster. The entire time, his gaze would be steady fixed on the Mobian, ready to act on his threat if they made any sudden movements.

“Now...Let's just cut to the chase. I saw ya scamperin' across town and uh...you don't look like you're out here just for a mornin' jog...What, you lost? Sightseein'? Lookin’ for an open cafe? Arcade? Bathroom?...Your way back to wherever the crap you came from? Or is it uh...somethin’ to uh…’activate’?”

He’d pause for a second, then continue: “Answers. Now. The heck have you got up, huh? ‘Cuz if you’re lookin’ for trouble...oh, now you found it.” 

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Post by ForevaYoung on Fri Jun 15, 2018 5:36 pm

“Hey,”

Her maroon ears twitched at the sound of the familiar voice. She mentally face-palmed herself as she knew then and there she had been seen. 

Stupid bosses.

She raised her hands into the air and made her way to turn around to face the avian male, not entirely certain on whether he already had a weapon trained onto her, and definitely didn't want to cause a commotion at this hour.

Or course unless things got...unruly. Then she wouldn't hold anything back. Mission first, pah!

The female snickered a little at the comment about turning her into cheese. If only it would be so easy for him. 

"I take it you have an interceptor to listen into other communicators? Well you're jumping to the wrong conclusion, kid. I'm on the side who protects the people of this city, not you."

While she spoke those words confidently enough, she couldn't tell herself to believe them strongly enough. Lately, her missions had all been shrouded in mystery, and whenever she enquired as to why she was to do certain tasks she was shut out and most of the time threatened with her job if she didn't just 'shut up and do what grunts did.'

Yeah, sure, whatever. She was only a stupid grunt with no real purpose. It called into question how valuable she really was to then considering she did the things they wouldn't send others out to do normally. Then again, not everyone was like her. The Commander knew that, and surely didn't want to lose that either.

A dark smirk crossed her white muzzle as she saw fit to lower her arms slowly. They guy was younger than her by a few years at least. Even if he was to fire, he wouldn't be able hit her thanks to her abilities.

Hopefully.

But he didn't know that, so maybe she could give him a false sense of security. That may make her feel better about her position being given away by the very one who sent her on this mission in the first place.

She took a couple of hesitant steps closer to Volt, keeping her wits about her in case he did lash out or shoot. The most unusual feeling came over her just as she got within a certain distance. Familiarity? Kinship? There was something...

She narrowed her blue eyes warily at the white male and slightly bared her teeth at him as a way of telling him to back off with his accusations. "Funny, you're the renegade here. I'm just doing my job to keep the city safe. Nothing more, nothing less."

Before Volt would be able to act with accuracy, she melted into the shadow beneath her and appeared right behind him through his own and produced a short blade from her thigh and held it out as close to his neck as she could get.
"Now... you're gonna put that little compensator away, and we are going to have a nice little chat. We've been looking for you Deviants for a long time now, and you will come and give us what we need, or suffer the consequences. Simple, right?"

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