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Post by Captain Terryn on Apr 28, 2018 17:20:31 GMT -6
| The Fires of Justice Burn Bright! |
Somewhere, in the darkest of alleys within Satan City...
''The hell y'mean you don't have the money? We 'ad a deal!'' A grizzled voice spat in anger. ''Big Cheese doesn't like t' wait, y'know? We already let y' off the hook once. So, let me ask again...'' A second voice hissed slyly. The two shaded figures leaned forward ominously, their glares penetrating the resolve of a young Brenchian. ''Where's. The. Money?'' The words cut through the ominous silence, the repeated tapping of a baseball bat against the thug's open palm echoing through the air.
''I-I-I swear I'll g-get you the money! J-Just give me a few more days! P-Please!!'' The Brenchian begged in horror, kneeling infront of them as teary eyes stared up at the frightening glares. A discontent puff came from the two of them as the larger figure tightened his grip on the bat. ''Sorry bub, wrong answer.'' The smaller one replied curtly, cracking a disgusting grin as the burlier one raised the bat. A horrified scream tore through the air, yet was cut short by a dull whack.
And another whack...And another.
...And another.
It seemed like it would never stop. Brutal, unyielding strikes were dealt without any form of mercy toward the Brenchian. Pained whimpers and dazed groans mixed in with the sound of cracking bone and blood splattering against the concrete. Mangled and broken, the Brenchian soon collapsed to the ground, helplessly spitting out globs of blood through ragged breaths.
''Let this be a lesson for ya.'' The brute spoke terrifyingly calmly. The blood-covered baseball bat relaxed on the thug's shoulder, and the two gave the Brenchian one final glare. ''You got til' midnight. If the Big Cheese don't have his money by then...'' The smaller thug whispered coldly, sticking his hands into his pockets. ''You're dead. Capiche?''
Some distance away, a slick, jet-black hovercar screeched through the streets at an alarming pace, racing past an unsuspecting 'hero' in disguise. ''JEEZ! Fuck, the hell does that guy think he is? Show-off...'' The Skater of West City spat out in resentment, glaring at the hovercar as it whizzed past. To Terryn's surprise, though, it suddenly screeched to a halt, right next to a shady-looking alley...
''Hm?'' Terryn raised a curious eyebrow, standing a good distance from the car. The Skater saw two figures in black suits step out of the alley and into the car, one carrying a bloodied bat. As fast as the vehicle arrived, it left with the same ear-shattering screech of the engines.
''...That can't be good.'' Terryn bluntly let out, setting off toward the same alley once the car was out of sight. The wheels of his skates skid to a stop as he rounded the corner, his eyes widening as he saw a mangled stranger! ''Holy fuck!''
Terryn immediately rushed over to the Brenchian, kneeling down next to him. ''What the hell happened to you? Who were those guys!?'' He asked hurriedly. The brutalized stranger was hyperventilating, his eyed widened in terror. His lips quivered as he pointed toward the street, where the two thugs escaped.
''T-th-the...The Satan City Mobsters...I-I...I owe them Z-zeni, but I don't have it! If...If I don't pay them, they're g-gonna...They're gonna...!!''
The Brenchian broke down into tears, his terrified cries filling the air to be heard across the entire street. Terryn's lip pulled into a conflicted slant as he sat back. He simply sat there for a moment, watching this poor sod come to terms with his inevitable death. He could stop it, couldn't he? It almost felt like he had to...As if there was this sense of justice tugging at him, forcing him to act.
Terryn let out a small sigh. Yup, this was his obligation.
''Aah....Shit.''
TAGS: Captain Koban Belladonna Atropa
OOC NOTES: Here it issss
MAFIA RAID REEE
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Post by Captain Koban on May 1, 2018 16:34:02 GMT -6
While so far his day had not quite been as productive as he might have liked Koban would certainly not say that he had not enjoyed it, he had spent a while patrolling North City since it only made sense to keep an eye on things right on the Pride Trooper’s doorstep before eventually heading out eventually finding himself in Satan City. Generally speaking Sam was the one that took the reigns of looking out for Satan City after the adventure they had. Today however Sam was otherwise occupied meaning the job of keeping a closer eye on the city named for one of Earth’s mightiest heroes fell to Koban, as per Sam’s recommendation Koban took a look at the area where the strange house had been where they had fought the Demon and while Koban had not found anything more about the Demon or the greater creature that had been controlling it he DID get to have an encounter with the woman he had saved. He spent a bit of time catching up with her before taking off for another sweep of the city, all in all, it seemed a mostly peaceful day in Satan City… that was until Koban heard the sound of terrified wailing immediately prompting a sharp turn in the air as Koban moved to follow the sound, he could also sense a powerful and vaguely familiar power signature in the general area of the cries prompting an even faster response as Koban rocketed through the air into the alley. “Is everything alright here?” Koban called loudly as landed near the duo, one was an entirely unfamiliar Brenchian, the source of the cries, he seemed to be a complete wreck about something though what that was Koban had no clue, the other was however familiar it took Koban a moment of studying him but after a moment it came to him “Oh! You’re one of the others who came to stop Maple and Mumbo! It’s good to see you again!” or at least Koban HOPED it was, the distraught Brenchian broken down in tears next to the man certainly COULD be a bad thing, but Koban was more than willing to give the brave fighter the benefit of the doubt. PL: 25,000
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Post by Belladonna Atropa on May 2, 2018 5:55:49 GMT -6
Bella was on the hunt.
On the hunt for one particular individual. A blue skinned, orange haired man that fancied himself a super hero.
In the aftermath of recent events, the redhead found herself in a tough spot. Violence was not something she promoted, not even in the name of justice if it could be helped, yet the very real threat of Mumbo, Maple and others like them forced her to see the harsh reality the world faced. Threats were growing strong, less reasonable and ultimately, uncontainable. There were no prisons that could hold thugs like those two and their lackeys, concrete and steel like glue and sticks against such strength. An alternative solution was needed and Belladonna believed she had one. That was why she looked for the Captain.
Her search wasn’t so much a hunt as it was tracking him down. Able to sense his signature from a city away, it wasn’t long before she found herself sailing over the buildings of Satan City. Far from the PT headquarters she understood their goal of peace and justice wasn’t limited by any jurisdiction, but why did he have to be off in a different city today. If he were closer to home this would have been far simpler. All well, it couldn’t be helped. Locked in on his signature she soared towards him at a casual pace until she recognized another powerful signature in his vicinity.
The energy felt familiar. If memory served it belonged to one of the many individuals that stood against the Demon and Majin combo, a particularly powerful man amongst the do-gooder’s. Odd…perhaps Koban was finally prepared to actively recruit others? Bella’s face lit up in response to that thought. An advocate of greater numbers for some time now, he always seemed a little reluctant. Maybe the chaos on the Lookout prompted a change in the blue man as well.
As she zipped around the corner of a building and came to the ground in a light jog, the excitement was quick to run from her features.
”Hey Koban, what…oh my goodness!” The tone of her voice shifted instantly as she saw the bloodied and battered man down the ally. Fully aware of the man next to him and unsure in his part in this, she still rushed past both males and dropped to her knees at the hurt fellow’s side. ”Try not to move. I’ll call for an ambulance.” She assured the Brenchian as one hand gently went to his shoulder and the other fished her phone from her back pocket. Fingers tapping at the screen to dial emergency services, she glanced back to the other two in turn.
”What happened here? Was it Mumbo?” She asked with a hint of frustration in her voice. Considering the run-in she had with the Majin in an alley and the less than savory state he left her in, the possibility of another side street beating was likely. There was the possibility that the man standing closest to her had something to do with it, but she doubted it. Even if he did, Koban wasn’t likely to let him just get away. THIS was exactly why Koban and she needed to talk. The world appeared to be getting more violent by the day.
Thread PL - 19,000
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Post by Captain Terryn on May 4, 2018 8:43:48 GMT -6
| The Fires of Justice Burn Bright! |
Terryn hated it, but he was at a complete loss for words or actions. What was he supposed to do? This sudden encounter had him overwhelmed with something he was NOT prepared for in the slightest...!
''L-Listen, it'll be alright, I may not look that strong but I...-'' Terryn's rambly, uncomfortable voice was cut off as he heard the skies boom. Before he knew it, Terryn heard a voice next to him- an all too familiar one. His head shot to the side, eyes immediately widening in shock as the very leader of the Pride Troopers showed himself! ''K-K...Koban?!''
He could already feel the sweat form on his forehead. Not once did he run into his famed idol, but no, this was the SECOND time! 'Just- just be calm. Be cool, he can help, right?' Terryn reassured himself. Hero or not, Koban was still a person like any other. There was no reason to feel afraid, right?
''Y-Yeah, totally! L-Listen, you might be just who I need. See, this guy, he-'' Terryn tried to quickly explain the situation as he gestured to the beaten and broken Brenchian, but the sudden arrival of someone else once again cut him off. She looked...Familiar. Was she there when Maple and Mumbo tried to destroy the Lookout? 'Oh no...She's hot.' And his face turned red. How the hell hadn't Terryn noticed her before?
Terryn coughed into his hand as the woman dialed for an ambulance. Regaining his composure, Terryn nodded to himself once she asked what happened. ''Right- this guy got attacked by some mobsters, said he owed them money. If he doesn't pay them...Well, you can probably guess...'' The Skater let out a deep sigh. ''I-It's good that you two showed up, I was 'bout to pay those punks a visit, but I wouldn't mind some help, y'know?'' Terryn cracked a faint, friendly smile, his eyes darting between Bella and Koban. ''That's what you Pride Troopers do, right?''
''P-Pride Troopers?! O-OH KAMI, I-I'M SAVED!''
The Brenchian suddenly raised his head. Widened, tear-stained eyes gazed up at Bella and Koban with a hopeful gaze. ''Y-You have to help me! I-I don't want to die! PLEASE!'' He quite literally begged the heroes, clasping his hands together as he got onto his knees. Terryn sat back for now, feeling a tad insulted that he wasn't getting the same praise as the two heroes. Not that he could blame the Brenchian, though. Terryn was just a nobody to the public, really.
Terryn's gaze moved towards Koban and Bella. He silently nodded toward them, hoping they'd understand what he meant.
TAGS: Captain Koban Belladonna Atropa
OOC NOTES: Feel free to control the Brenchian NPC if you want, it'll make things flow better I feel
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Post by Captain Koban on May 7, 2018 17:34:11 GMT -6
Now that Koban was right there with them it became clear that the Brenchian was in a VERY bad state, not bad enough that it seemed he had any life-threatening wounds, but more than bad enough that he would certainly need some form of medical attention otherwise the wounds could become much worse. Koban only possessed a vague sort of medical knowledge, Ayoshi had prepared him well enough that Koban could provide a certain amount of aid to a wounded person but it mainly consisted of how to properly bind wounds and in particularly dire circumstances how to safely cauterize a wound with his energy. Thankfully the man was not in need of such and as the Earthling from the Lookout did his best to start explaining the situation they were joined by a blur of red hair as Bella arrived on the scene, Koban had just enough time to start turning to where she had landed to respond to her greeting before she has dashed past him to attend to the Brenchian. Thankfully she was already on the job of getting the man the medical attention he needed and trying to find out what had happened, leading into the Human explaining that the man was apparently being plagued by mobsters, a fact that brought a brief frown to Koban’s face, was this perhaps the work of Ullic? It felt… unlikely, Ullic was usually far better about covering his tracks but it was entirely possible he had built up a power base of sorts already and that not all of his underlings were as careful as him. “If you know the way I would certainly be willing to lend a hand,” Koban said giving the Human a grin before turning to the Brenchian “No need to worry friend, I think with the combined power of three heroes the men looking for you won't stand much of a chance!” Koban said giving the man a bright grin in hopes of raising his spirits a bit, he had a very clear and genuine fear for his life that hurt Koban to see.
Current Koban PL: 25,000
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Post by Belladonna Atropa on May 10, 2018 6:42:33 GMT -6
On the phone with the operator, Bella was still able to hear Terryn and the injured fellow as she relayed directions to their location. Unwilling to hang up the phone, she did pull it from her ear as the man expressed his gratefulness to the Troops arrival. Really, he was saved when Terryn or Koban found him. She didn’t know the human well, but considering he was on the scene already hinted at his intention and his words confirmed it. He wasn’t part of the PT yet his desire to see people protected seemed similar. In the distance she heard sirens as the ambulances set out.
”Help IS on the way.”[/color] She assured the man, thinking the type of help he needed was of the medical kind, not the go beat up thugs’ kind. At least at the moment. If these mobsters that attacked him were willing to beat him as they did she would be willing to bet they didn’t have any qualms about doing so a second time or to others. What was wrong with this world? Until recently she believed it a relatively peaceful place, but as of later everywhere she turned someone was hurting someone else. In one case it was Bella the hurt was put on. Down deep within her it felt overwhelming frustrating, made her angry almost, but she wouldn’t lose herself to that.
”I…I think they have one of their hideouts down the way…behind the hardware store a couple of blocks over…” The man offered when he realized it was likely the group would take action. A glance down to him from the red head directed an almost questioning stare. If he knew of their little club house there was a chance he as more involved and less the victim than he let on…still they had done a number on him. Looking back to Koban and Terryn, she handed the injured fellow her phone. ”Keep that for now and stay on the line.”
”Well, you know I am against outright violence, Koban…but I think we should pay them a visit. Considering how violent they appear to be a heavy hand is what might be needed. With a call to the authorities afterwards of course.” She directed at her fellow heroes. She knew Koban didn’t promote violence either, but he was more willing to use his fists than she was.(Even if she was beginning to understand why.) Hands to her hips a puff of air shoved stray bangs out of her eyes as the amber pools shifted between the two of them. Injured as he was, the man on the ground would be fine if they left him now, help was already on the way.
Should they be willing to head over, Bella would follow. In the back of her mind she couldn’t help wonder if this was part of something larger. Rarely did criminals like this operate on their own and if this was some sort of mob or crime ring, the three of them might be in for more than just a scuffle with a few street level grunts. Who knew, she might have to utilize the small green crystal locked within the pendant that hung around her neck.
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Post by Captain Terryn on May 11, 2018 5:59:49 GMT -6
| The Fires of Justice Burn Bright! |
A slight grin crept up on the Earthling's face at the compassion Bella and Koban showed. While admittedly the whole 'hero' shtick was a tad cheesy (very cool, but cheesy), he couldn't help but respect these people deeply. In a world where everyone beats eachother up for little reason and your fists are the main driving factor behind everything, seeing some truly helpful people was a fresh sight.
''R-right, we oughta know where they're hiding out, yeah.'' Terryn more or less parroted Koban's query, a curious brow raised at the Brenchian. As the injured man spoke up, Terryn let out a little hum. ''Huh, that hardware place? Was kinda expecting something more...Y'know, grand?'' The Earthling pulled a difficult face, growing silent for a bit. His gaze darted between Bella and Koban, realizing that he was probably sounding like an ungrateful prick. ''Er- sorry. I uh...I read too many comics, sheesh.'' He muttered, coughing into his hand. Yep, sorry Terryn, but you won't be raiding some epic underground Mafia hideout today.
...Eh, who knows? Maybe there was more to this.
He sure as hell hoped so.
Hey, it's not everyday that you got to go out doing Hero stuff with your own idols! ''Nah, you're totally right, I feel.'' Terryn nodded as he glanced toward Bella. ''People that do this are pretty damn disgusting, you know? You can try talking to them, but good luck. Doubt they'll listen to some words.'' Terryn explained his logic, slowly starting to feel more at ease around the two. He slowly climbed to his feet with a long groan, gazing at the two Pride Troopers confidently. ''Just a tiny ass-kicking to scare the daylight outta 'em, then the cops can come sweep 'em up! Easy peasy.'' The Earthling smiled confidently, slamming a fist into his open palm.
He briefly gazed off into the distance, humming to himself before looking back. Right, they should probably get going, right? ''Alright, I'm ready, I guess.'' He let out in a somewhat bland tone, nodding to himself. This was going to be...Fun? Yeah, fun! There were millions of people that'd give an arm and a leg to experience what he'd experience today!
Suddenly though, Terryn remembered something. His eyes widened nervously as he hesitantly glanced toward the two.
''But- err, can we...Can we walk? I, uh...I can't fly.''
TAGS: Captain Koban Belladonna Atropa
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Post by Captain Koban on May 16, 2018 12:26:55 GMT -6
Koban let out a laugh at Terryn’s reaction to the location of the mobsters, truth be told Koban had the same reaction quite a few times back when he had first started fighting crime, eventually though he had come to realize that most often criminals lacked the grandiose sort of secret lair’s that they were often portrayed within comics and on TV. “It’s fine, I used to think the same thing, usually the bad guy’s don't have any sort of interesting base of operations unless they are something really unique themselves,” Koban said with a shrug, the mansion he and Sam had explored was a good example of that.
Koban turned to Bella giving his friend a grin “You know I always give the bad guys a chance to stand down Bella!” Sometimes it even actually worked! Though generally speaking that really only applied to the random ‘goons’ hired on to do the grunt work for some bigger bad, such people rarely started off exceptionally bad, usually, they were those that had fallen on hard times and were either unable to pull themselves back up, or drawn deeper by other criminals.
“I think though perhaps it might be a good idea if you stick with our friend here for a bit, at least until the ambulance arrives to take care of him, there is always a chance the men who did this are still nearby. I’d do it myself but you’re much better at treating wounds” Koban suggested with an amused chuckle rubbing the back of his head. “We can regroup once he’s safely on the way, between me and our new friend’s power we should be easy enough to sense”
With that Koban turned back to the man in question “Walking is fine with me, I also just realized, I never got your name! You already know me but It doesn’t quite feel right ask for your name without giving mind, Captain Koban” with that Koban put out a hand to shake his new friend’s before they started on the way to the mobster hideout.
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Post by Captain Terryn on May 18, 2018 4:29:42 GMT -6
| The Fires of Justice Burn Bright! |
''O-Oh, yeah, that's actually not a bad idea-''
Terryn shrugged a tad casually, feeling somewhat stupid for not thinking of it himself. Who just leaves an injured, broken person lying in some dank alley? The chances those thugs would come back were slim, but still, they shouldn't be taking any chances. ''We'll be fine, right? Like, I mean, they do have guns...I think.'' Terryn's gaze narrowed as he looked to the side for a moment. The Earthling obviously had no idea just how durable his powerful Ki had actually made him. Poor guy.
''...Eh, whatever.''
The Skater gazed over his shoulder to give Bella a nervous wave before he turned back to Koban, quickly forcing the red out of his face. The proud leader was actually eager to learn Terryn's name? Jeez, Terryn could only handle so much! He was about to faint! The Earthling nearly choked on his own spit, sticking his hand out after a brief coughing fit. ''It's Terryn!'' He said, shaking Koban's hand with a firm grip. Never in his life did he think this day would come...
''Terryn Yaki.''
Letting the handshake go, Terryn'd begin to walk toward the mafia's disappointing hideout. Luckily, he wasn't a stranger to Satan City. It felt strange, though...VERY strange. Koban, and the entirety of the PT for that matter, had been like an enigma to him. Idols he could've only dreamed of meeting someday! And here he was, suddenly dragged into bringing justice to some mooks with the Leader himself. Yeah, Terryn's heart was racing alright...
''Y'know, it's strange-'' Terryn spoke up to the Heran, not feeling like keeping his thoughts to himself. ''All of you have been, like, heroes to me ever since you popped up.'' He hesitantly glanced toward the valiant hero, but quickly looked away, hiding a faint smile. ''I've never felt like I had to use my power for anything. I hated it...All that responsibility, y'know?'' Terryn gazed up to see where they were going, letting a brief pause hang in the air.
''But then you guys showed up. I don't know why, or how, but...I suddenly began to think that maybe, just maybe...Maybe I should use my strength for good?''
It was the exact reason he even decided to aid in the Lookout's defense. Just a simple feeling of obligation. And the funny part? It felt right to him. Terryn shrugged, finally letting the smile creep up with a playful chuckle.
''I guess you all just inspired me.''
TAGS: Captain Koban Belladonna Atropa
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Post by Captain Koban on May 19, 2018 4:33:55 GMT -6
It took Koban a long moment to realize that Terryn was not joking when he questioned there safety with guns being his main concern. It seemed that his new companion while exceptionally powerful lacked the sort of formal training that would give him a firm grasp on exactly what he was capable of if Terryn had not mentioned his lack of flight before perhaps Koban might not have put together that it was a genuine concern of his.
“Considering our combined strength I doubt they have the sort of firepower needed to do too much damage, most weapons, at least when not augmented to either rely on a user’s innate power, or powered by some exceptional source, can't actually do much of anything to us. If they start shooting laser weapons at us we might need to be a bit careful though, those usually pack a decent punch and I know at least ONE criminal who’s been trying to raise the ‘quality’ of weapons available to these sorts” Koban said with a weary sigh as he was reminded of Ullic once again. Though so far he had not heard TOO much about the Namekian, perhaps with Vocado’s ascension to the throne he was giving a chance at not being a criminal any more, or at the very least perhaps Vocado was keeping him in check.
“I’m glad to hear that we’ve inspired you, that's really the ultimate goal of the Trooper’s, not necessarily to get people out and actively punching criminals” Koban said pausing to let out an amused laugh “but to inspire them to do what they can to help others, and to show them that they CAN. Anyone can lend a hand, they just need to be willing to do it, sometimes all people need is a reason to believe they can.” Koban had a wide grin as he thought about his goal for the Troopers, the lofty and perhaps even impossible goal of inspiring everyone everywhere to be better and to stand together.
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Post by Captain Terryn on May 21, 2018 5:28:42 GMT -6
| The Fires of Justice Burn Bright! |
So guns weren't an issue, huh? Honestly, Terryn had a rough time actually believing it. What good would being able to benchpress a skyscraper do when you get clocked in the head with a pistol? Maybe it was simply because Terryn never had a gun pulled on him...He'd just have to take Koban's words for granted, wouldn't he? Yyyup.
It still felt weird talking to the widely-known Superhero on such a casual level, as if the two had been friends for a while. Terryn couldn't help but be a bit amused at his words of inspiration, even when the cameras weren't focused on him, he was the exact same awe-inspiring Superhero. He really stuck to his ideals, something Terryn respected deeply.
''I dunno man, going out for a round of face-breaking sounds like real fun.'' Terryn snickered sarcastically. After a brief pause, he spoke up again. ''Nah, really though. What you guys are doing is really working, trust me.'' The Earthling nodded. He was living evidence that it was working, after all. But not only that! ''Between myself and a few friends, a huge chunk of my own fans got more than inspired when I introduced them to ya'll.'' Terryn stuck both hands in his pockets, averting his gaze with a comedic pout for a second.
''...And the other chunk thinks you all look like idiots, with those outfits.'' He scratches the side of his head for a moment, chuckling nervously to himself. That didn't offend him, right?
''On a real note though, people like you are kinda needed now, ain't they? Like, more than ever.'' The Earthling's tone became a tad more serious and grim as his gaze moved toward the Heran. ''Between the Saiyans and the Fleet, Mumbo and his Sugar Daddy...'' Terryn let out a heavy sigh, trying his hardest to not let the stress go to his head. ''It's just...Shit's just going south real fast, I feel.''
How much longer did they have before a full-blown war erupted out of nowhere? Or until Maple and Mumbo struck again? If only he could tell, it'd sure as hell help him sleep better at night. But for now, all Terryn could do was prepare.
Gazing up, Terryn hummed quietly. That hardware store was right across the street...!
TAGS: Captain Koban
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Post by Captain Koban on May 29, 2018 22:32:54 GMT -6
Koban let out a loud laugh as Terryn mentioned the thoughts of a portion of his fanbases opinion on his or perhaps the general ‘uniform’ of the Pride Troopers, it was something Koban was quite used to at this point but such opinions never really bothered him much. “Heh, I seem to get that a bit. Lotta people who didn’t grow up with a passion for Superhero comics and show’s usually see it as pretty ridiculous” Koban said with a shrug still grinning “But this isn't exactly for them, it usually helps keep kids from getting spooked, bright colors and the superhero-y style do a good job of that!” Koban explained, of course that wasn’t the ONLY reason.
“And well, the other half of it is because I DID grow up with that stuff, getting a chance to try and be a Hero, like guys like Captain Nova? I couldn't really pass up the chance. Also besides looking great this thing does offer a pretty reason amount of protection along with a few other tricks!” Koban said thumping his fist against his chest, at present he was still working with some new materials for the next iteration of the suit, the type of stuff that would provide some real tangible combat based benefits rather than just the quality of life stuff at present.
Then things turned a bit more serious and Koban gave Terryn a slightly somber nod “I’ve noticed things getting a lot more tense on Earth, even before the Lookout. I think the blockade was a sort of tipping point, a sign of changing times. I think together though we can make sure that tipping point swings back where it belongs, maybe even a bit further into the positive” Koban said regaining his grin at the last part before setting his gaze on the store.
“You ready for this? I’m not quite sure what to expect on this, gangs like this don’t usually have much that can threaten us but they aren’t afraid to use people not nearly as tough as we are.”
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