The Swan Dragon

Wut. Lol.

And then Nighthound lived...

Meant first person to follow the thread.

*slams empty beer mug down on table* Lmao. Also first follower!

The very first post in WHiE has a summary of where we started at the end of the post.

I've done that kind of thing before. It's super cool. What was going on, if you remember?

If you have any thoughts for characters, here's an outline to present it. How it works is you post your character in this thread, and as a community we take a look at them to make sure they'd be reasonable for the RP. For human characters just put any gear or skills in place of powers. https://docs.google.com/document/d/1U6_BXVZ-zse-rJneErkmv06vlCHBLrBH9EfO4xTZPbQ/edit?usp=drivesdk

Have you read the rules and etiquette thread?

I could work on some draft panels for Three in the Street. Or the refinery attack.

Newest Ironwood and Phytomagnet post up. I know that I had them describe Kokichi's powers incorrectly, that's 'cause they have no storming idea what Kokichi can actually do.

I can't believe they just walked away... Ironwood reached up to trigger the mic on his headset. "Boss--" his hand flew back as his body was yanked forward, along with all of his trees. As Ironwood sailed just above the ground, he could see the van driving away, with Phytomagnet sprinting after it. So why did he let them go in the first place? The group landed just behind Phytomagnet, stumbling for a moment before continuing to run after the van. "One of you shoot the wheels off of that sparking car!" he roared. On command, two of the trees knelt, with the others clearing a firing line. *BANG* *BANG* the shots called out, pinging off of the van, just above the tires. "Don't let them get..." Phyto trailed off, stopping in stunned silence as the car shifted, moving every time his eyes found it. In seconds it was gone. "What happened, Boss?" Ironwood asked after a moment of hesitation. "You saw the kid?" *Nod* "He's an epic of some sort. Clouded my head while they spun some ridiculous story about a speeding ticket." "...oh. Sooooo...what next?" Phytomagnet grimaced. "I report back to Epoch, let him know they escaped and that we're sending a few trees to scout around. Most of us are heading back." "You think we can still find them, even after that whatever-it-was?" Ironwood asked, surprised. "You've got trackers, right? There's a chance the van left tire marks. Give it maybe an hour or two then call it off." "Yessir." He turned, relaying the commands. "Nico, Kacey, you two scan the area, see if you can trace that van. The rest of us are heading back. Squad four, spread out abreast and watch for anything, keep it to a walk and keep line of sight. There might've been more involved. Squad five, form up and jog back to barracks. The time barrier will let you rest enough to be ready to fill in and start rotating scouts by the time I'm back." His troops nodded along a sharp chorus of yessirs. Meanwhile... With a mental groan, Phyto picked up his mobile and dialed Epoch, who picked up after the third ring. "Yes, Phytomagnet?" "So, uh. Those criminals you had me after..." Best to get out quickly. "One of them was an epic, some kind of mentalist power. They've escaped. I sent a few trackers after them, but I doubt they'll find anything."

@Drake Marshall Sorry for putting words into Epoch's mouth. You did a great job of slipping them in to his part.

Harmony, yes!

Make a new thread?

My condolences.

I think OOC would work, note that it is canon to character, just not to plot.

Right, forgot about that.

I have a friend who is allergic to it. Also @Comatose, @Voidus (and other relevant peoples), what do you guys think of starting Question 21? Now that we've restarted the RP, would it be good to start with a clean Question thread as well?

The man paused for a moment. "It is strange, now that you mention it. From my perception, this area seems to be under the protection of the local government. And, as any government does, there are laws on speeding." Phytomagnet's eyes refocused behind the man as he caught a glimpse of movement, only to realize that it was just the kid--Epic? Kid? Colorblind brat?--just the kid walking back over. "I’m not from around town and I haven’t followed the speed limit in nearly ten years, so the change was quite startling to me. The local police tried to chase me down and give me a ticket.” That seems...off, somehow. “From instincts honed from living out in the Canadian wilds, I don’t react well to being ganged up by a group of motorcyclists. So, I floored the pedal harder. After a few warnings, the police pulled out their guns and began firing on me!" But why didn't he just pull over... "I understand that in this dangerous world, the police force needs to be prepared for any kind of disturbance, but I was not prepared for that. I began to swerve, and I went over the side of the road, right here as you can see. There would not have been any bloodshed if another Epic hadn’t appeared and made short work of the officers.” Phytomagnet felt like he had just been handed a 3D jigsaw puzzle, complete but for the linchpin piece that held it up. But where's the piece... "And that's exactly what happened," the kid added, seeming to...glow? "Fine," he heard himself say. "Doesn't seem like they'll be a problem anymore." Right...? That seems right... "Bye." He turned, still slightly dazed, heading back towards Ironwood. Behind him, Phyto could hear the sounds of the damaged van pulling away. *beep* *beep* *beep* Shaking his head, Phytomagnet pulled out his mobile and hit the accept button. Instantly, Epoch's voice came through his earpiece. "Listen, Phyto, I finally got more info on that situation I sent you to cover. Turns out, they broke into a heavily guarded research station and made off with proprietary technology. The Premier let it slip that the tech was epic-derived." It was as if a cloud had lifted from his brain. "Lock them down, whoever they are." Epoch's voice was calm as he hung up, clearly trusting Phyto to handle the situation. Phyto blinked. And blinked again. Then he spun around, tearing after the van. He yanked Ironwood and his trees towards him. "One of you shoot the wheels off of that sparking car!"

You should meet my brother...

Epoch has an unspecified deal with them (at least, I don't know full details), relating to them staying in Sherwood Park.

"We had a brief altercation with these individuals here," the tall, bearded man said with a shrug. He seemed sarcastic, but that might've just been the way he spoke. "They had been giving us a bit of trouble, as you can see from the bullet scars on my van, so it was about time to end the fiasco. I’d prefer if you also left us alone, you and whatever army you’ve brought along.” Army?! He couldn't possibly mean Ironwood...right? "And if we've intruded on your territory at all," the man continued. "Don't worry, we'll just be going now." Hmph. As if. Though...he does seem far too at ease for a man who just took down several government officers. Calamity, this is annoying! Phytomagnet smiled. "I'm sorry to say, but I really must ask you to stay a bit. It's quite rare that eight uniformed, motorcycle-riding blokes just up and shoot a van with no provocation. Especially blokes wearing what appears to be government-issue uniforms." Phyto shifted his arms a bit wider on his shield, outwardly relaxing. "That does seem strange, doesn't it?"

Pooh-pooh*

Phytomagnet post up! I'll reformat later, and fix any grammar mistakes. The joys of phone typing. Also yes, I did roast Kokichi

As Phytomagnet continued walking over, he saw the shorter of the two carrying a bloodied and apparently unconscious form into the back of the van. "Howdy! What's up?" the same person--almost definitely an epic by their appearance--called out. For some reason, they'd tossed off their jacket and stuck their hands in their pockets. Likely nothing to worry about. "Nothin' much, y'know. Could ask the same of you. Seems I missed out on some interesting action." Phyto's eyes swept over the scene again, taking in the eight dead bodies, the raised shotgun, the absolutely absurd look of the younger epic, clearly trying to be 'cool'. But why toss their jacket? "Mind sharing what just went down?" With these words Phytomagnet stopped walking, maybe twenty strides away. Sliding his shield off of his back, he set it on the ground, resting his arms across its uneven edge.