Ah, West City. Though Jinn made his den of evil in Central City, he knew evil could spread far and wide. It could usually be found in large metropolises like this. Riding in his limousine, Jinn looked over to Maya who was playing on her phone next to him. He let out a little sigh under his breath. He wished she were a little more invested in their evil ventures. Maybe once her unpaid internship was over, he would offer her an official position as his assistant. Perhaps she would be more enthusiastic then.
Jinn looked out of the window, resting his snout on one of his draconic claws. His tail thumped against the leather seats impatiently. They had traveled all this way to do some on the spot recruiting. Jinn was in dire need of more henchmen. People to mold into fine villains. There was a surplus of do gooders with those Pride Troopers running amok. Clicking his tongue, Jinn looked toward the driver.
“Here is fine. Maya, will you get our rooms sorted at the hotel?”
“Yeah, sure,” she replied, not even bothering to look up from her phone.
Jinn nodded and opened the door as the limo pulled over, stepping out onto the sidewalk. He garnered a few stares from people walking down the street. Bending over and peering back into the car, Jinn glanced at Maya again.
“Remember not to tip anyone, Maya. Evil, you know?”
Maya just gave him a wave. Shutting the door, Jinn turned away and adjusted his suit a little. Good. Now to find evil wherever it lay hidden! With that, Jinn began his stroll down the streets and alleys of West City relatively unmolested by anyone. A demonic chimera of a dragon and jackal wearing a sharp looking suit did attract attention, but not necessarily the kind Jinn was looking for.
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"Ugh." Meandering between the legs of many passing civillians, Chromo found himself without an appetite for once. He stopped to look into a small puddle, eyeing his baggy eyes and frowned face gazing right back before turning and resuming skittering along. There had been a lot on the child's mind. For one, his father went off and disappeared again. For another, his mother had barely talked to him for months. For yet another, his sister, his brother, and all of his friends at CURE were off the radar as well. It was just him fending for himself now, wasn't it?
The little bugger sniffled and shook, gritting his sharp teeth and picking up his pace to a buzzing flight. Was it something he said to them that made them not want to be near him? Or maybe they never loved him to begin with? The insect hiccuped and grew teary at the mere thought that his affection was misplaced. Did Tanga and Virus really just see him as a tool this entire time...? And they never told him?! He didn't know if it was true, but the inkling that he was right was far too much to bare.
"HRRRRRRRRRAAAAAUGHH!!!" Chromo erupted in rage and despair, a surge of ki propelling dozens of civillians afar and a crater forming beneath his feet as a collumn of blazing red ki soared into the air. He shrieked out again to nobody in particular, shaking and seething with anguished rage. He had to be his own boss now apparently, but how...? He couldn't. Not yet, at least.
Screeching again, Chromo surged forwards in his fit of blinded emotion, sinking his jaws into a nearby car and slamming it into the ground. Explosive energy bore from his form as his swarm began to peer out of the shadows, eyeing their now panting and still leader. His stubby limbs trembled still, but the vile energy around his body began to fade. The mindless, swarmed insects found themselves at a loss. No orders from their hive mind's command came, but one of the smaller bugs would find it's gaze trailing to the gathering crowd eyeing the despairing Chromo. They'd never seen a weird dog-guy with crocodile arms before...
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Jinn had procured himself a nice cup of coffee. He took it black because that was the evil way to take it, and he was in public, but…Jinn looked down at the black liquid with a mixed amount of disappointment and disgust. He would have preferred it loaded with all of the cream and sugar to sweeten it to his tastes. He let out a pitiful sigh under his breath as something flew past his head at high speeds. Jinn glanced back.
Ah. It was a person.
Jinn took a sip of his coffee and took another few steps forward before stopping. Wait. Jinn looked back again. A lot of people were flying. And hitting the pavement with a very uncomfortable series of thuds. Jinn winced and turned away. The properly evil thing to do would be...to not help, right? He didn’t have any nefarious schemes that involved tricking people into thinking he was a decent sort. Though...that was always a good front to put on.
A little conflicted, Jinn managed to spot the source of the disturbance ahead. It was a bug. A bug that was currently beating up an unsuspecting car. Ah, it did Jinn’s heart good to see wanton destruction in the morning. There was also a bug swarm thing going on too. This guy had his theming down! Perfect!
“Marvelous!” Jinn said, pushing through the crowd that was forming easily and approaching the bug creature, “Pardon me, but that was a delightful act of villainy! I am quite impressed. Oh. Where are my manners? I am Mister Jinn, CEO and founder of Evil Incorporated. Might I get your name?”
Growling and seething like a wild animal, Chromo ripped off another chunk of the car, gnawing on the metal, gripping on it tightly enough with his stubby arms to cause some of the steel to start to cave in on itself... But, he couldn't get too far into his stress-eating before someone approached- a tall dog-man with lizard arms. The bug narrowed his eyes and bared his teeth at first, but his gaze faded to skepticism and curiosity as soon as the demon spoke. Villainy? Evil Incorporated? Chromo never thought of himself as a villain or anything- he was just Chromo. Nothing more, nothing less. "Meh. I'm just hungry. And mad." He puffed his cheeks while explaining bluntly. "I'm Chromo. And that's Chromo, and that guy over there is Chromo, and--" He gestured to the swarm gathering behind him.
The crowd mumbled, but another snap and screech from the commanding bug sent them scattering again. "You got anything better to eat? I could go for some Sproot soda. Or some arms." Again, his tone was oddly monotone and casual. He licked some oil from the machine he was eating off his face, skittering around the "CEO"... Speaking of- "Also, the heck's a C.E.O? And an Incorporpated?" He sighed, rolling his eyes. "Uuuuuuggghhhh! Don't tell me it's a buncha boring "grown-up stuff." I've had ENOUGH of that dumbness already." With his current family issues, Chromo wanted nothing to do with anything even remotely reminding him of his home. Yawning again, the bugger returned to munching on the metal, occasionally glancing back at Jinn to make sure he wasn't trying anything fishy.
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The voice coming from the bug was actually quite youthful. Jinn had to reconsider his tact. Probably best not to bore the boy with adult speak. If there was one thing Jinn knew how to do, it was how to best play to his audience. He seemed upset about something. If Jinn knew teenagers and children, it was likely something to do with a friend or a parent. It soon became increasingly clear that he was in fact dealing with a child. He definitely wasn’t worldly. And seemed to enjoy the common youthful indulgences.
“CEO and Incorporated just mean…” Jinn tried to put it into kid terms, “I’m in charge of a really cool club, and it’s called Evil Incorporated. But you know, it’s only for people who like to cause some mischief and get into trouble.”
Jinn stepped closer to Chromo and held out his hand. A flash of black sparked in his hand as he materialized some soda. With the other hand, he made a little action figure of Chromo himself with a flick of the wrist.
“Here’s some soda. I’ll buy you anything else if you’re still hungry though. So...what's the matter?”