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Posted: Thu Apr 06, 2017 9:05 am
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Nova Diem is an artificial island city-state in the Eastern Pacific. A size comparison would match it closely to the size of Utah in the United States, though it’s geographically similar to New York, albeit with rivers (arguably canals due to how they were made) strategically placed to retain a steady supply of freshwater. The powers possessed by the various deviants who run the city have made for a paradise, with homes long prepared, and a stable economy utilizing novics. Despite the apparent authoritarian government, largely dominated by Ms. Snow and her confidantes, the government has a high approval rating. Work is plentiful, those with useful powers especially, though even the lowest class of society enjoys far better conditions. In exchange for sacrificing political rights, the citizens are given many luxuries, especially those who contribute. Those who partake in the war as agents of the Dominion gain special privileges for their sacrifices, such as improved housing and additional income.
It is patrolled around the clock by sentries (whom serve all law enforcement and military purposes), and entering/exiting the city is highly regulated, making crime virtually non-existent, seeing as the government and its enforcers hold almost unlimited power, only strengthened by the war’s demands.
Currency: Novic (1.00 Novic = 1.17 US Dollar) Government: Fascism
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Posted: Fri Apr 14, 2017 1:39 pm
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Posted: Fri Apr 14, 2017 6:48 pm
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Brandon Russell
The bar had been a blur for Brandon, he remembered entering with Liv and being pulled into that fight and someone punching him so hard it had felt like getting hit by a train. Then what? He frowned as he struggled to remember the details beyond that point... The punch and then blank. No. He stopped and rubbed his face, he remembered he was just trying really hard to forget. He had instinctively taken a shot of serum and then pummeled that poor man to death, it had taken that speedsters quick thinking to stop him from killing anyone else. He put his head in his hands and closed his eyes to the world. When he opened them he took his time to examine the cell he found himself in, small with nothing but a door, a bed and a hole in the ground that was presumably the toilet. He had been thrashing so much that they hadn't bothered trying to take his gear off him so luckily he still had his mask on which was one saving grace he supposed. He lay back on the bed and closed his eyes, perhaps he could get one good nights sleep. They were in Nova, surely he wouldn't need to worry about protecting Stitches tonight.
He had been laying quietly thinking to himself for about fifteen minutes and just as he was beginning to get to sleep when suddenly the sound of alarms started blaring throughout the cells. Brandon opened his eyes immediately and sat up, it was them. He knew it. He moved over to the door but then thought against it and stepped to the side. A moment later the cell door suddenly sprang open and a single sentry stepped inside brandishing a pistol that was pointed towards the bed. Brandon punched him without hesitation, and grabbed the gun off his body. He checked the rounds in the magazine and then peeked out of the door, it seemed that there had been another man acting as back up but he was now busy fighting four inmates that had taken a dislike to the uniform. Brandon slipped out, he had to find Liv before anything happened to her. She might be effectively immortal but he wouldn't be able to forgive himself if they managed to take her while she was under his protection. Just as he was wondering what to do Alison, one of the people from the bar bolted out of a cell and Brandon figured she would know where Liv was. He made his way through the chaos towards her, pistol ready just in case.
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Posted: Wed Apr 19, 2017 7:17 pm
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Posted: Fri Apr 21, 2017 3:27 pm
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Posted: Sun Apr 23, 2017 7:18 pm
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Posted: Sun Apr 23, 2017 7:46 pm
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Marcus Wells
Now, it should be perfectly understood that while Marcus was the fastest man in the room, he was not the fastest thing in the room. He could move at remarkable speeds but he could not go from standing to faster than a bolt of lightning in an instant. The bolt hit him somewhere in the shoulder because he had begun to move towards the offered gloves. When it hit him, Marcus was thrown across the room and into the back wall. He hit the wall, and the ground, with loud thuds. "Son of a bi..." His voice trailed off and he slowly stood up. Well slow for him. It must have looked normal to everyone else. Thank god she hadn't hit his leg. The following happened in a matter of two seconds: Marcus took the gloves, put them on, and then punched Sparky in the throat to see what damage it would do to him. If it didn't hurt, he was goign to do something more lethal next.
Date: January 27, 2013 | Alias: Whiplash
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Posted: Mon Apr 24, 2017 10:16 am
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Posted: Thu May 04, 2017 6:21 pm
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Alison grabbed Zombies arm and yanked him to the side just in time for one of the sickled blades to just miss slicing his mid-section clean through. Unfortunately by saving Zombie from the deadly blade, it resulted in it piercing Olivia's stomach and coming out her back. Oddly, she didn't scream or cry, or even seem overly concerned. Other than a slight groan, Liv gave hardly any indication at all that she'd been impaled. In fact she even grinned as she as grabbed the guys arm and impaled herself further. "You're screwed now a*****e." While the intent was to trap the while while Zombie finished the guy off, it seemed she had spoken too soon.
Malik's bone spikes had about as much effect on the big guy as Brandon's bullets did. None. In fact he didn't seem so concerned for himself, as he did for his allies, using his body as a shield to stop the bone projectiles from piercing his two allies. It was then that he noticed the other two were having some difficulty. It was with ease that he pulled Liv off of his sickled armed friend and tossed her passed Malik and clear out the door into the next room.
“Idiot, go get her!” Weapons arms shouted that the big guy before going after Zombie again. The big guy complied, lumbering in the direction of Malik and Liv.
Unfortunately for Marcus, the electro had been waiting for the counter attack. Fortunately she hadn’t expected a speedster. Unfortunately a side effect of her abilities was enhanced reflex, much like that of a speedster. She stepped back in time for the throat punch to miss, before taking advantage of the opening to go for an electrically charged punch to Marcus’s stomach.
Jan 27th 2013
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