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thalassino ([personal profile] thalassino) wrote in [community profile] vatheon2013-07-16 11:50 am

While the villains are away...

Seems like crime has taken a step up from just purse-snatching or someone stealing forty cakes when no one was looking. Those with a great sense of hearing or who happen to be at the wrong place at the right time will find that the good people of Vatheon are in danger. It's up to anyone who is willing to help to work together to save the day!




-Carol-

[In the lower district there were these warehouses lining along the barrier’s wall. One of them had a large neon sign with the words “Villains are here” flashing in lights. Anyone investigating the outside of the building will hear someone yelling for help.

Even if it’s obviously a trap, a hero must do their duty. And maybe clues about the real location of the nest of villains could be found.

The warehouse has been converted to a giant fun house with Indiana Jone’s Raiders of the Last Ark type traps. Getting help with navigating through this maze of traps and nurse themed goons would definitely be a good idea.

At the end of the maze, should people succeed, they will find Carol.]






-Hostage Hotel-

[A message will flash across the Starfish communicator asking for help.]

Help. At the Hotel they have guns

[Any messages sent in response will not be answered.

Seems that the city’s hotel has been taken over. The police are making a barrier and trying to negotiate, without any luck, with the crooks. They have the hotel owners and a their guests hostage on the top floor. They are armed, and very dangerous. Their demands include an escape route and a suitcase full of money.

Are you there to save the day or just get the scoop? Work together with the police or other heroes to save the day.]





-Like a bandit-

[There seems to be a burglar committing a string of crimes. They stole a rather large diamond from the jewelry store, money from the casino, and snatched a vase from an auction house. Thy only thing was a picture or a riddle for the scene of the next crime. The police are refusing to release the previous clues, but a reporter has managed to get a picture of the new message.]

What has branches and leaves and no bark?




-Anonymous Voice-

[A voice can be heard over everyone's communicator in the morning.]

There are twenty bombs hidden all over the city’s park. They will go off in a half hour. Find them before someone gets hurt.

[The caller might be using a synthesizer to disguise their voice, but locating them shouldn’t be a priority yet. Get those bombs out of the park before time runs out. Super speed or getting help would be beneficial for the ducks. Think of the ducks please.]



[They may also wind up stumbling or following a goon back to the actual secret base to listen in on a meeting at their own risk. Good luck!

((If you are open to being threadjacked, then please put Open in your subject line. If you have an idea already and want to play it out with a particular group of people, then please put Closed in your subject. Thank you.

Have fun playing out the scenarios, and feel free to drop a note in the subject line if Carol or the hotel owners are needed or if you believe characters may have solved the riddle! The location of the bombs is random and characters are encouraged to locate and defuse them on their own.))
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[personal profile] shippingmath 2013-08-04 10:11 pm (UTC)(link)
[Should be, but he's not. If he weren't still pressed up against the wall, he'd probably be backing up again.]

Getting a concussion from a fucking insane reaper. Shit. I thought this was against your rules.

[personal profile] symmetrophile 2013-08-11 01:26 pm (UTC)(link)
Against my rules?

[Kid has tilted his head in the other direction. Now he cups his chin in a hand, elbow clasped by the other.]

And what rule would that be, Dirk? For as often as we've clashed--is this your attempt to dissuade me? What a sloppy ruse!
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[personal profile] shippingmath 2013-08-11 03:12 pm (UTC)(link)
[This is not the best conversation to be having while Dirk's still on the ground wounded. A thoughtful look on Kid isn't good, by Dirk's estimation, but it's better than getting thrown into a wall again.]

You're the one who's always going on about what a pity it is that you have to wait for someone else to kill me, so that you can take my soul. You're the one giving sloppy explanations.

[personal profile] symmetrophile 2013-08-12 01:05 am (UTC)(link)
It's not as if I find you so loathsome as to kill you outright.

[Before one may assume that sounds a little weirdly tsundere, the fact is, Kid can't enjoy a thrilling rivalry if his rival has shuffled off his mortal coil. There's only so much the soul of a deceased can do, after all.]

That is, unless you prove my original suspicions about your role and aspect correct, in which case, expect your speedy demise at my hands. At least your soul will be properly attended.
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[personal profile] shippingmath 2013-08-12 01:17 am (UTC)(link)
What role? What aspect? You're talking crazy shit again!

[Tsundere is not appreciated, right now. Nor is what sounds like an actual death threat, especially when it seems that the reaper is more dangerous than usual. Still no sword, though.]

1/2

[personal profile] symmetrophile 2013-08-12 01:21 am (UTC)(link)
What?

[No, really. WHAT?!]

2/2

[personal profile] symmetrophile 2013-08-12 01:25 am (UTC)(link)
[Kid advances again, and unless Dirk attempts to fend him off, he intends to seize him by the front of his shirt and drag him up off the ground, giving him a firm, rattling shake if he succeeds.]

If you think this pathetic ruse is going to deter me, you're fooling yourself! You know what I'm talking about, Destroyer of Souls!

[Kid please, it's Prince of Heart, don't just make up translations however you please.]
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[personal profile] shippingmath 2013-08-12 01:39 am (UTC)(link)
[In the moment it takes him to realize what's happening, Kid has already grabbed the front of his shirt and started hauling him up. He follows, but the moment he's on his feet he'll be doing his best to make it difficult to keep hold, whether that requires digging nails into Kid's wrist or simply pulling away.]

If I had some way to get you to stop fucking stalking me, I'd have used it already, you creep.

[personal profile] symmetrophile 2013-08-12 01:52 am (UTC)(link)
What's wrong with you? Why aren't you fighting back?

[It's a perhaps inappropriately direct question, but Kid doesn't have a notion of subtlety or dramatic timing in a plethora of nuanced social interactions, least of all a rivalry as potent as the one he harbors with Dirk.

Dirk, please. You're harshing his metaphorical killboner.]
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[personal profile] shippingmath 2013-08-12 01:58 am (UTC)(link)
[Dirk grits his teeth and clenches his fists, but refuses to look away from Kid's face. His anger is most evident in his eyes- this might just be one of his reasons for wearing those shades all of the time.]

Because I'm not stupid. You know I'd lose.

[personal profile] symmetrophile 2013-08-12 02:14 am (UTC)(link)
[That makes Kid's mouth twist in disgust and fury all at once.

Lose? LOSE?]


You never lose! Least of all graciously! Don't you dare even try to suggest otherwise!

[Rather, it's a constant tit-for-tat, that's the point. That's part of what makes this a thing. Now that it's gone all lop-sided, it's just--

Wrong.

Wow, this is really stressing him the hell out.]
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[personal profile] shippingmath 2013-08-12 02:46 am (UTC)(link)
[There's really no way to appease this guy. He should know this by now.]

Trying to goad me into it isn't going to work.

[He doesn't just stop struggling completely, but he's still not escalating it. If Kid's that angry, he'll have to start everything himself. Again. That wall might need a few more dents in it.]