A Villain's Declaration of War [Closed] Mar 4, 2019 21:59:30 GMT -6
Post by Jinn on Mar 4, 2019 21:59:30 GMT -6
Jinn's PL: 5,000
Stella's PL: 5,000 (Antisense)
Jinn fidgeted nervously in his trailer. He was panting, a sure sign that he was worrying himself silly. This was it. His big moment. He had spent the early hours of the dawn overseeing the construction of a huge stage in one of Central City’s busiest plazas. He checked over his flashcards and checklist for the upteenth time. Did he send Van-80 his invite? Yes, he should be getting it any time now. Okay, okay, relax. Maya was handling the administrative side of things. She had always been reliable in that regard. Okay. It was fine. This was going to go great.
Suddenly, the door to the trailer swung open to admit Stella one of his newer employees. She was his self-proclaimed bodyguard, though he had insisted that she hadn’t needed to repay him. She was a stubborn one. A good quality in a second in command. She spotted him fairly quickly and walked over, sighing in that tone that let him know that she thought that he was being silly.
“A-Ah, Stella. Are all of the preparations complete?”
“Yes… Are you going to be alright, Jinn?”
“Of course! I have to be. This is my dream! I’ve been working toward this day my entire life.”
“Mm…” Stella crossed her arms and looked over to the door. “And if no true heroes show up like you desire?”
Jinn flinched visibly at Stella’s direct attack on his primary worry. He knit his draconic hands together and huffed softly.
“Then, at least we’ll have my nemesis to fall back on. Plus, I get to introduce him to you! I’ve been very excited for a chance to do that. Now, enough of your worrying. We have to get into costume. It’s almost time.”
Standing up, Jinn snapped his fingers with a small flash of demonic magic. In the next moment, the two of them were adorned in their respective costumes. Jinn’s was a fancier, more glittery suit with a white dog mask. Stella wasn’t so sure that would fool anyone, but at least she had been more discerning with her own outfit. It differed wildly from her usual loose fitting kimono. It was skin tight, dark and included a mask and hood to hide her antenna. While under the effects of this costume, her wings would also appear different. More jagged and rough. She had to admit that she was impressed with Jinn’s knack for these sorts of things.
“Alright then! Let’s begin.”
Pressing past her urgently, Jinn bustled out of the door with renewed confidence. Stella smiled and shook her head at him, not really sure where he got it from. Following him out, she took her place by his side as he held out a hand to her. Leading the way, Jinn walked beneath the stage as the the music started up above.
On the stage, a brief explosion erupted, emitting a huge plume of smoke. Appearing as the smoke cleared were the disguised Jinn and Stella. Clearing his throat, Jinn stepped forward and extended a gloved claw out to the crowd that had started to assembled out of curiosity. As he did, Maya flipped a switch where she sat in her control trailer, hijacking multiple frequencies within Central City.
“People of Central City, hear me!” Jinn uttered his his most calm menace, “Your days of carefree languor and safety are over! For we, the League of Villains have arrived. This is a challenge - no, a declaration of war to any who would call themselves hero in this city! Stop us if you can.”
With a snap of his fingers, another plume of smoke erupted from the stage beside them. This time when it cleared, it appeared to be some sort of odd invention. Jinn flicked out a remote control from his sleeve and tapped a sequence of buttons and launched a laser into the sky. He had made sure that it looked and sounded real, but really it was just an illusion of his magic. There. Perfect. Now to see if any heroes would show up.