The Society of Justice: A Super Hero Roleplay
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Aaron was flipping through channels, he passed by what appeared to be a breaking news report from Nova City News. It quickly flicked to an angry crowd before he flipped through.
"Wait, turn that back Aaron, that was rather important" Richard said before Aaron turned it back to the news. If flicked over to Susan Johnson in the streets behind a police barricade.
"This is Susan Johnson with Nova City News, what started as a protest of the Society of Justice has quickly developed into a full blown riot. If you look behind me you can see the police have attempted to quarter off the area, with no success. The majority of the rioters are heading in the direction of the Promenade, but there are still-" A riot officer interrupted her as he told her to leave the area. A bottle flew from behind the wall of officers in riot gear to hit the officer in the back of the head. The camera cut back to the studio and showed the anchor Eli Millar-Liefield.
"All citizens are advised to stay in their homes until the violence has ceased and order has been restored. The Police Department of Nova City has issued a statement saying any citizen found in the streets will be arrested and held until such a time as the riots have ceased." Eli relayed more information but Richard had stopped listening by this point.
"I think it's a bit late for image improving at this point, now the shit has hit the fan. So, what do we do? We can't very well just sit here and wait for them to come kill us." Richard asked the group.
"Wait, turn that back Aaron, that was rather important" Richard said before Aaron turned it back to the news. If flicked over to Susan Johnson in the streets behind a police barricade.
"This is Susan Johnson with Nova City News, what started as a protest of the Society of Justice has quickly developed into a full blown riot. If you look behind me you can see the police have attempted to quarter off the area, with no success. The majority of the rioters are heading in the direction of the Promenade, but there are still-" A riot officer interrupted her as he told her to leave the area. A bottle flew from behind the wall of officers in riot gear to hit the officer in the back of the head. The camera cut back to the studio and showed the anchor Eli Millar-Liefield.
"All citizens are advised to stay in their homes until the violence has ceased and order has been restored. The Police Department of Nova City has issued a statement saying any citizen found in the streets will be arrested and held until such a time as the riots have ceased." Eli relayed more information but Richard had stopped listening by this point.
"I think it's a bit late for image improving at this point, now the shit has hit the fan. So, what do we do? We can't very well just sit here and wait for them to come kill us." Richard asked the group.
"Well I doubt that they will be able to kill us. Though it wouldn't hurt to build some type of defensive. Or better yet let's get the hell out of dodge and go on another vacation," Aaron replied to Richard still flipping through channels.
"I say it's based on the fact we fucked up their water supply and destroyed most of their city. Though you know how it's going to be. Trying to kill us today and tomorrow when the Union invades "Ohh great Society we are sorry for trying to destroy you won't you be heroes and save the day" then we go out stop the nag guys and then the cycle happens all over again," Aaron looked towards Khrys from the couch.
"Dysentery and lack of jobs is a great motivator apparently. Though I'm not about to run away from the situation, if you all want to run away to some foreign country fine. I, on the other hand, will stick around and face this head on." Richard said as he started to go back to his room to put on his suit.
Tommy was shocked but he understood what had to be done. He threw down a smoke pellet and was changed into his costume. After adjusting his mask, and then taking off his vest and belt, he began making his way to the door.
"I'll meet them first, I don't think they can hurt me, but if I meet them before they get too close it will buy you guys time to come up with a plan while they beat me."
As Tommy exited the Promenade he saw the rioting crowd, he wanted to turn back, but Golem kept on a straight path. When he got close to the crowd he saw them carrying pipes, stones, tools, and some even had guns. A shower of rocks were thrown at him, Tommy wanted to bring his arms up to block them, but Golem was compelled to keep his arms down and accept the full force of their fury. The rocks bounced off him, bullets deformed on his skin and dropped to the ground, cinderblocks broke across his chest. Every time Tommy wanted to run, he took a step forward as calmly and as sure as his first ones out of the Promenade. When he was a yard away from the front of the crowd he stopped. The crowd moved forward, enveloping him, but leaving a ring of space around him. It was silent. He could feel their anger, their sense of betrayal, seeping into the air. Someone shouted.
They poured over him like a wave, beating him with pipes, punching him, and spitting on him. They screamed words like 'Freak', 'Traitor', 'Monster', and 'Pig'. He stood strong, wethering they're blows and insults, Tommy wanted to lash out and fight back, but Golem knew he had to take it. Finally they knocked him over, he fell to the ground, but merely lay their, feet together, hands at his sides making no effort to resist. As they stomped on him and hit them until their arms and legs grew sore and they let someone else take over.
"I'll meet them first, I don't think they can hurt me, but if I meet them before they get too close it will buy you guys time to come up with a plan while they beat me."
As Tommy exited the Promenade he saw the rioting crowd, he wanted to turn back, but Golem kept on a straight path. When he got close to the crowd he saw them carrying pipes, stones, tools, and some even had guns. A shower of rocks were thrown at him, Tommy wanted to bring his arms up to block them, but Golem was compelled to keep his arms down and accept the full force of their fury. The rocks bounced off him, bullets deformed on his skin and dropped to the ground, cinderblocks broke across his chest. Every time Tommy wanted to run, he took a step forward as calmly and as sure as his first ones out of the Promenade. When he was a yard away from the front of the crowd he stopped. The crowd moved forward, enveloping him, but leaving a ring of space around him. It was silent. He could feel their anger, their sense of betrayal, seeping into the air. Someone shouted.
They poured over him like a wave, beating him with pipes, punching him, and spitting on him. They screamed words like 'Freak', 'Traitor', 'Monster', and 'Pig'. He stood strong, wethering they're blows and insults, Tommy wanted to lash out and fight back, but Golem knew he had to take it. Finally they knocked him over, he fell to the ground, but merely lay their, feet together, hands at his sides making no effort to resist. As they stomped on him and hit them until their arms and legs grew sore and they let someone else take over.
"No, if anyone is going to play martyr here, it's going to be me. They can shoot, punch, stab, whatever they want and it won't matter. There is probably another solution anyway, we just need to find out what it is they want other than our heads on a platter. Keep the TV on NCN, they are the biggest news station in the city, they should have a finger on the mob's pulse so to speak. If nothing else, they will know when the mob reaches the promenade." Richard said as he tried to think of a plan before Tommy walked out the door. He could hear the beating he was receiving outside.
Richard rushed out the door to meet an angry mob. He breezed through what had injured Tommy before making it to the normally silent man and stood over him. His blades flicked out and the shoulder mounted turrets activated. He had no intention to kill any civilians, but a display of force until things could settle down a bit would keep them all that much safer. The group backed off of Tommy immediately but continued to through stones and bottles at Richard. The most they did was annoy him however.
Richard rushed out the door to meet an angry mob. He breezed through what had injured Tommy before making it to the normally silent man and stood over him. His blades flicked out and the shoulder mounted turrets activated. He had no intention to kill any civilians, but a display of force until things could settle down a bit would keep them all that much safer. The group backed off of Tommy immediately but continued to through stones and bottles at Richard. The most they did was annoy him however.
Golem spoke as a man despretly tried to curb stomp him with both feet, "Richard, I'm not a martyr if they can't kill me or even lay a scratch on me, sooner or later they'll realize they can't hurt me and move on to try and find something they can hurt, like the Promenade or someone who isn't invulnerable."
"How about next time, you actually wait before you decide to play saint throwing thyself to the lions. We don't need someone to take a beating, we need to hold out until we can solve this in a way that doesn't include somebody dying. Personally though, I don't give a crap if they can't hurt you. Don't pull this shit again." He said to Tommy before turning to the group and shouting to them.
"You want the person who did all of this to you? Well, here I am, do your absolute worst! If it makes you feel better to attack me, then do it, but leave the people who had nothing to do with your destruction out of it, or you're no better than me!" His last statement incensed the group to focus on him even more. Richard pulled the blades back and brought the turrets back into the shoulders of the suit. The group threw whatever they could get their hands on at him.
"You want the person who did all of this to you? Well, here I am, do your absolute worst! If it makes you feel better to attack me, then do it, but leave the people who had nothing to do with your destruction out of it, or you're no better than me!" His last statement incensed the group to focus on him even more. Richard pulled the blades back and brought the turrets back into the shoulders of the suit. The group threw whatever they could get their hands on at him.
A man stepped forward from the crowd and pointed a finger at Richard. " I worked at your company for 26 fucking years! And this is how you fucking repay this city, by destroying our water, and then leaving us in a disaster zone!? Your a disgrace!"
Golem got up off the ground and put a hand over Richard's blades to try and get him to lower them, " Richard, force isn't going to scare them off, it's only going to get make them angrier. Your smarter than this, you can find another way, I'll buy you the time."
Golem got up off the ground and put a hand over Richard's blades to try and get him to lower them, " Richard, force isn't going to scare them off, it's only going to get make them angrier. Your smarter than this, you can find another way, I'll buy you the time."
"If you worked at my company, then you should know I don't do anything without a good reason!" Richard shouted back before turning to Golem.
"Go back in the promenade, I'll take their slings and arrows for a bit, and then I'll rejoin you inside. Get the windows and door blocked and make sure you have something to keep the place from catching flame. A few broken bottles and some words are the least I deserve."
"Go back in the promenade, I'll take their slings and arrows for a bit, and then I'll rejoin you inside. Get the windows and door blocked and make sure you have something to keep the place from catching flame. A few broken bottles and some words are the least I deserve."
Golem sighed, he knew if he kept argueing with Richard he'd lose at logic and would be convinced to go back. So he chose not to argue, instead he picked up Richard, and flung him high into the sky, back towards the Promenade hoping.
At first the crowd cheered, but then the man who had yelled at Richard spoke up, "Wait a minute, Blue Steel can fly! You were letting him get away not hurting him!"
Yep. Tommy nodded, sending the crowd into another frenzy that engulfed him.
At first the crowd cheered, but then the man who had yelled at Richard spoke up, "Wait a minute, Blue Steel can fly! You were letting him get away not hurting him!"
Yep. Tommy nodded, sending the crowd into another frenzy that engulfed him.
Goodnight everyone.
Jason stood at the entrance windows once he saw Tommy get overtaken by the crowd. Once Dona left, he ran outside the Promenade and stopped at the front stoop. From there, he could easily see the angry mob at the end of the block from there. He also quickly noticed Dona attempting to calm the mob down. As quickly as he could, Jason rushed over to the crowd and calmly pushed through until he found Tommy. As he began to drag his conscious, undamaged body back towards Dona, Jason began to speak to him.
"We need to come up with a better plan. Dona can't tell her sob story for long. As much as the people may like beating the shit out of you, it doesn't really solve the problem." Jason said as he stopped near Dona's soapbox.
"Dammit, where's PP! when you need him?" He said, looking towards the skies.
"We need to come up with a better plan. Dona can't tell her sob story for long. As much as the people may like beating the shit out of you, it doesn't really solve the problem." Jason said as he stopped near Dona's soapbox.
"Dammit, where's PP! when you need him?" He said, looking towards the skies.
Katie looked out a window at the mob, clearly nervous. She had put her hood up to prevent anyone seeing her face. A minor number of the group had been swayed by Dona's speeches, but not all of them had been convinced yet. Looking closer, Katie saw that some of them were armed; a few had baseball bats, others had small arms or heavy rocks that they might try to hurl through a window.
It didn't look like any of them had firebombs to throw, which was a relief. Katie shuddered at the thought of her precious plants burning up in punishing fire. Incinerating the Promenade's flora would considerably hurt her as well, unless the fire was instantly dealt with. And everything Katie had brought with her... "Crap," she muttered, making her way back to the others. More specifically, Simon. His teleporting ability could help her out in case the mob did have some Molotov cocktails lying around.
"Hey, Simon?" she asked quietly. "Could I ask a small favour, please? I need to get to my room without being seen by the mob. Would it trouble you to teleport me in?"
It didn't look like any of them had firebombs to throw, which was a relief. Katie shuddered at the thought of her precious plants burning up in punishing fire. Incinerating the Promenade's flora would considerably hurt her as well, unless the fire was instantly dealt with. And everything Katie had brought with her... "Crap," she muttered, making her way back to the others. More specifically, Simon. His teleporting ability could help her out in case the mob did have some Molotov cocktails lying around.
"Hey, Simon?" she asked quietly. "Could I ask a small favour, please? I need to get to my room without being seen by the mob. Would it trouble you to teleport me in?"
Simon had been watching the crowd for some time now, his face a mixture of scorn and disgust until Katie's voice shook him out of his thoughts
"Oh, hey Katie"
He said, a bit surprised that she was talking to him now. Listening to her request, he nodded
"Yeah no problem. Where is your room located?"
"Oh, hey Katie"
He said, a bit surprised that she was talking to him now. Listening to her request, he nodded
"Yeah no problem. Where is your room located?"
Richard quickly regained control, he was slightly disoriented from the throw but it quickly passed. The crowd was shouting after him as he flew back into the promenade through an open window at the back of the building. He watched from the window as Dona calmed them all down somewhat, some leaving, others simply shouting a bit less and not throwing rocks as often.