The Society of Justice: A Super Hero Roleplay
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"Hey there everyone. Just stopped by before I go home to say that you guys all did surprisingly well on the tests," Cillian said as he entered the lounge. He glanced curiously around the room before asking, "Where is everyone?"
"Hey man my girlfriends in the hospital!" yelled one of the bigger insulters who shoved James off his seat in anger.
"That's low convention man! She was hit by a car!" yelled another.
Garrus lit his cigarette, proudly looking at his work. Yeah, the infrastructure of the club was basically destroyed but at least he kicked everyone's ass.
"Hey, you guys havin' fun over here?" he yelled to Anton and Aaron who were still fighting the thugs.
"Hey man my girlfriends in the hospital!" yelled one of the bigger insulters who shoved James off his seat in anger.
"That's low convention man! She was hit by a car!" yelled another.
Garrus lit his cigarette, proudly looking at his work. Yeah, the infrastructure of the club was basically destroyed but at least he kicked everyone's ass.
"Hey, you guys havin' fun over here?" he yelled to Anton and Aaron who were still fighting the thugs.
the man who threw him to the ground now stood over him looking menacing. he stooped down and attempted to punch Anton but he moved slightly and the man's hand hit the floor. He howled in pain and withdrew his hand. Anton quickly took advantage of this and kicked the man in the chest, hurdling him out of the VIP section and into the main room.
Two guys picked him up and hurled him against a wall.
"Garrus I'm not saying I couldn't kick these guys asses its just the fact that I'm wasted. Though can you give me a hand?"
"Garrus I'm not saying I couldn't kick these guys asses its just the fact that I'm wasted. Though can you give me a hand?"
Jason walked out of the lounge to see people walk in. First was Richard, brandishing several bottles of alcohol.
"Hey Rich, thanks for leaving me." Jason said, with sarcasm thick in his voice.
Richard said nothing as he quickly strolled to his room. Eventually he came back out and walked to the lounge, plopping down on the sofa. Jason shrugged as he saw the next person come in. This time it was Birras. This time, Jason was acknowledged.
"Hey Doc." He replied before watching him disappear into the kitchen.
Before he could ask, Cillian popped in.
"These asswipes left me, but now it seems to be that they are returning. Or at least some of them." He said to him.
Then he turned his attention back to Richard, who was staring blankly at the TV.
"So...what happened? Why're you home so early?" He asked, sitting down next to him.
"Hey Rich, thanks for leaving me." Jason said, with sarcasm thick in his voice.
Richard said nothing as he quickly strolled to his room. Eventually he came back out and walked to the lounge, plopping down on the sofa. Jason shrugged as he saw the next person come in. This time it was Birras. This time, Jason was acknowledged.
"Hey Doc." He replied before watching him disappear into the kitchen.
Before he could ask, Cillian popped in.
"These asswipes left me, but now it seems to be that they are returning. Or at least some of them." He said to him.
Then he turned his attention back to Richard, who was staring blankly at the TV.
"So...what happened? Why're you home so early?" He asked, sitting down next to him.
Seeing the disturbance being caused by the others, Simon went back into low profile mode, squeezing into a corner both beside two lovely young women at the club across the street
"Now then ladies...where were we?"
He grinned, winking rougishly at them with a sparkling smile.
If the others needed him they'd call
"Now then ladies...where were we?"
He grinned, winking rougishly at them with a sparkling smile.
If the others needed him they'd call
"Should have known better ma-" the big insulter started before having a chunk of ceiling fall on him. Everyone in the main room quieted down, listening to the destruction going on in the VIP room. The walls were shaking, and smoke was starting to enter the main room.
"No problem. Always one for helping," Garrus replied, kicking a few thugs out of the way. "Yeah so, I'm thinking we should probably get out of here soon. Between the fires and the shakes, this place might not last too long."
Cillian was silent, a look of shock on his face. He was about to question further but decided to just take a seat on the couch.
"No problem. Always one for helping," Garrus replied, kicking a few thugs out of the way. "Yeah so, I'm thinking we should probably get out of here soon. Between the fires and the shakes, this place might not last too long."
Cillian was silent, a look of shock on his face. He was about to question further but decided to just take a seat on the couch.
the man who threw him to the ground now stood over him looking menacing. he stooped down and attempted to punch Anton but he moved slightly and the man's hand hit the floor. He howled in pain and withdrew his hand. Anton quickly took advantage of this and kicked the man in the chest, hurdling him out of the VIP section and into the main room.
Anton stood in the doorway between VIP and main rooms. He prepared a fireball but missed immediatly cursing himself as the ball of flame erupted on a part of the stereo system across the room.
"Well went drinking, rest of the team's probably going to leave the building in rubble, and I now have several bottles of very rare, very illegal absinthe. So a good day, but you probably wouldn't have wanted to be there." Richard said as he continued watching.
"Eh, I guess you're right. But won't they need some extra help or something? What if get surrounded by drunken thugs? Or what if the building collapses before they get out? I think they might need some back up." Jason said to Richard, starting to get up.
"It all sounds like a good plan. Better than most," Garrus said to Aaron, quickly making his way downstairs to the main room. "Today was a good day...but fuck am I going to be in trouble," Garrus said, watching a number of lights falling and people running out of the club.