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((I know and thanks for adding it was really cool and I saw the action as I was reading it . You did a great job))

Finally arriving at their destination David walks out looks back at his companion still standing at attention realizes he will be going the rest of the way alone, David immediately speaks up.

"See to it that my daughter makes it to practice and tell my wife I will be working late again and don't wait up."

"Yes sir" The driver shot out, " Would you also want me to give the usual flowers and apology to your daughter for missing her birthday?' immediately David felt shamed for forgetting his little girl's birthday so quickly, rubs his fingers over his eyes. "Dammit again." exhaling again hating himself for allowing work to cloud an important day like this and like so many others before thinking how will he make up for this one.

"I know it is a conspiracy, they purposely make these meeting on the child's birthday to make me look bad to her" he muffles to himself.

"Well sir, if your looking for a conspiracy your working for the right people" The driver shot back with a smile. David looks up shocked and smiles back. "Have Karen assist my daughter in picking out a gift. Let her know she can have anything she wants, I want my daughter to be happy today. And oh, have Karen make sure the party is well catered...."

Just then two gentleman walk up to David and tap him on the shoulder both looking almost identical in suit and mannerism as one speaks up. "Sir, they are waiting for you. If you please come with us" Shaking his head the driver allows the elevator door to shut to go about his assigned and menial task.

As David follows the two suits and walks with them down the hall as several people come up and give him updates and more reports to read while in his meeting. One man swipes his card that unlocks the door and opens it for David. As he enters he could tell he was in for a the long haul, the dark room with a almost cliche' huge lamp hanging over a table right out of a movie and several monitors on the wall showing activities world wide whether it was hero or militant and up to weather reports it were shown. Several people were bickering on how to deal with the crisis at hand, it was like being in college debating new breakthroughs in science class and how quickly skeptics try to dismiss it. he sits down and opens the reports and begins reading all the reports people kept handing him.

"So what does I.S.A plan to do about the Ritki David?" as a representative from SERAPH sharply attacks David breaking him of his solitary thinking. Jan Grubner was one of the representatives who really never liked David or his department not after the Arachnos incident that freed the supercriminals from the Ziggraut and caused the death of many under her command. But it was well known that his department dealt in interplanetary security not International, but to her since Arachnos fliers were sub-orbital this was his responsibility and to her the blame should be on his head and should have known and did what it took to prevent the incident.

"Well were waiting to know what the Interplanetary Security Agency has planned to counter the Ritki?"

He looks he could swear he could hear her body tense up, a woman of 43 red hair and dressed as if she should be in a board meeting downtown and not here and with hate in her eyes he could tell she was wanting a fight and he knew the next few words would either make or break him here, calmly he responds and takes off his glasses.

"According to I.S.A reports were still monitoring the situation with the Ritki and had finally devised some new countermeasures but it would seem that SERAPH continues to hamper some of our operations such as the New York incident and the South American planning that would have provided needed information that could have prevented this current attack." David just bluffing his way through knowing he didn't get a chance to read anything and just skimmed on some of what was in the reports banked on previous incidents with her department she would be to upset to check on anything he said.

"HOW DARE YOU ACCUSE US AGAIN!!" She shouted aloud. "Those where our investigations and your team was in our way, you had no right to be in either place you arrogant (censored)hole".

Smile entered on his face knowing his hunch worked and saved his backside but also stirred old General Adams from his normal quiet state. Normally quiet he is content to keep silent and let the room vent but swear or plan to sacrifice military lives for nothing this ol' 53 year old will speak up and spoke he did,. Standing up he looked at both of them.


"Alright knock it off little lady, I am really gettin' tired of that nasty mouth of yers and you..... wipe that smirk off your face or I will do it for ya. Were not getting anything done with you all just flappin you gums like a married couple pissed off over who ain't giving it up to the other.

The general still believes a lady should act like a lady and a man conducts himself like a man at his mothers house. Shocked Jan sat down as to not to rile the old general again and David went back to reading his reports.

"Agreed nothing is getting done by bickering."

A voice coming from the other side of the room, Peter Raand an immortal who was in charge of C.T.U. and had kept it a secret for years was always the voice of reason in most cases and hated at times when they fought for not reason other than to blame another department. No one knew his true age and by looks of him looked like a normal 37 year old man with hair combed back and always nicely dressed. At times always surprised that this group ever got anything done.

"The Ritki attacks are becoming more bolder and open and the public are wondering what is going to be done about it? We have a theory of what they are doing so what is going to be done to stop them?

Jan stands up to address the table " SERAPH is currently working with the military but are still limited cause you won't let us use the vigilantes currently...."

You know what they will do if they find out the Ritki is possibly doing they will attack and we can't guarantee we can keep this from the public. And if public found out what happened on the moon and the International Space Station....."

At that moment the door opens and a lone figure enters the room and gives a slip of paper to Carl Ganther head of a Illuminate Society, looking up at a young woman saddened and scared he looks at the report and is horrified at what he is reading cuts Raand off in mid sentence...." We better decide on something." The room goes silent and looks and Ganther, " ...As of 2 hours ago the RCS is officially no longer a contested zone and has fallen to the Ritki".
Shock and horror overcomes the room.

To be continued.

I would like to give it a shot at the upcoming event with a prestory told from different angeles behind the scenes you welcome to join and offer any input its open and tell it how you want. All I ask just keep it fluid. And please note it is a work in progress so help would be nice or a nice critique if I may have missed anything.


An alarm goes off as a poor soul once again tries to find the strength to get up this morning, clasping his blanket he tries to cover his head to muffel the sound of the alarm so he could once again enter the restless sleep of the previous night. Turning over to peek out of the covers and tries to resist the urge to look at the clock, he stares at the time with blood shot eyes and anger swelling up. "5:43am?" he mummbled to himself "the hell did I set it that early for? He remembers how this day is a big day, a day that will change the face of the world." Reaching over to shut off the alarm instead like so many other morning he hits the button only for it to drop on the floor to make a loud thud. "dammit". taking a deep sigh he unccovers himself with the blankets and lays there for a few minutes to wake the last of his sleep from himself as the body next to him slept soundly, he felt a feeling of envy at how calm his wife is sleeping and what a good sleep and a great day she is and will have. He gets up and begins his daily routine, put on a robe and heads down stairs past his childrens room, looking in he could see his 2 boys sleeping soundly on their bunk beds as one boy has his leg hanging over the edge the other laying on his stomache content and the room across from them the eldest girl is also fast asleep as he peeks into her room. He thinks if she knew he opened her door to enter her private domain she would have been upset at him all day even if it is her 15th birthday.


Closing the door he continues down the hall and down the stairs and outside to get the paper, another cold morning in Paragon City he thought as a shiver bombard him. Grabbing the paper he comes back in he looks at his neighbors homes and see many others are awakening to the new day, inside he puts the paper down and starts a pot of Coffee he heads back up to take a shower. As the steam fills the room after his shower he wipes off the mirror to look at him self, his name David Hunnings and his a important man and today is will show how important he is. Standing up he see that for a man of 40 he is not to bad he thinks to himself, getting a little round in the middle but with a few rounds in the gym against the new recruits should do the trick for the next couple of days as a smile entered on his lips and best part no Grey yet on his head makes him feel even more confident. Out of the bathroom he gets dressed in his suit and tie as his wife finally awakens to his clicking close of his briefcase as she does every morning. " Morning lover" she moans as she stretches refreshed from her sleep. "Morning you hun. How is my darling wife feeling this morning?" David smiling back at her and looking in a mirror one more time to make sure he is presentable. "I feel fine, refreshed and aware that pill you gave me made me sleep like a baby David." She says. "Who gave you those?" Dave looks "Well lets just say I know someone who knows someone in D.A.T.A who gets me things off the books. So whats your plans for the day Lindi?" He name is Linda calling her Lindi is like asking for trouble but he still likes to tease her, "When are you ever going to let that name go?" Remains calm she gets up, "When your name is forgotten on the wrestling circuit" Linda being a former professional wrestler of a world wide federation origination in her younger years Luscious Ravenous Lindi was her name silly at the time but one her husband who comes up with new teases even after 20 years of marriage. Punching him in the arm as she heads to the bathroom is meet with him being ready, he smiles as she slams the bathroom door shut. "I love you hun" David yells, "I love you too, now Go to hell David! a muffled sound comes back from the door, this brings a smile to his face. Grabbing his suit case he runs out downstairs as the horn of his ride is here, rushing down he sees the kids are up and as usual got their own breakfast and his 15 year old drinking his coffee and eating a doughnut he has no time to talk grabs his paper hugs the boys and kisses her on the head he hears the boys scream bye dad and the oldest say she needs a ride to practice tonight don't forget gets in the black 2007 Sedan with a man holding the door, the man who is also dressed in black suit and white shirt with a black tie and with hair shorter than David's standing at attention late 20s obviously a former or current David never knew or never bothered to ask and just assumed was military, the driver seeing him rush into the car and knowing he forgot something "I have a fresh cup of coffee for you sir" says the driver, David looks at his driver and says thanks and finally settles down inside as the driver comes around and gets in and drive off.

After 2 minutes the driver speaks up, "Have you read the paper today, sir?" Looking away from the sights he has seen so many times before over the years "huh? No, no I haven't had a chance yet to look at the paper yet" begins to unravel his newspaper, "Allow me tell you myself sir, there was another Ritki attack last night. This time at a Crey manufacturing company and have made off with several million dollars in research and development equipment. This will make it 23 in the last 6 months" taking out his glasses he looks over the paper and there it was in large print another attack, RITKI ATTACK CREY. "Like the Crey need anymore publicity like this. With their 'Countess" in our care and not in prision, and able to keep tabs on her company it won't look good to what's left of her shareholders. humph! oh well. Any word from Homeland Security or the NSA? As David picks up his coffee and continues he could feel the heat on in his throat as it goes down looks back to reading the paper. "None so far but it were expecting something from Interpol due to the escalating attacks world wide. "As the driver looks through his rear mirror at David, "But the F.B.I. and the C.I.A are currently continuing their investigation and building a profile on the attacks. There is talk of getting Statesman or other heroes involved in it" David shot up from his paper looking over his glasses F.B.I and C.I.A. couldn't find a zit on their own backside and as for Statesman and his cronies? I rather keep them out of this, too many loose cannons looking for a.....hmm." Driver looking back as to waiting for David to finish."as to what sir?" David just smiled and takes another sip,".....You know...I don't have a good analogy at the moment, at least one that won't be crude" Both men begin to chuckle as the pull into a building in Steel Canyon and head down a slope as a big metal door shuts behind them. the car stops on a area marked handicap and stops, driver lowers his window and reaches out to a control arm that extends and allows the driver to swipe and after a beep the floor beneath them slowly drops on a concrete elevator and is quickly replaced by another floor sliding into its place.


"The point is Statesman and Freedom Phalanx if they knew what we knew would ruin everything before were ready and frankly I don't trust them or Longbow." as dave looks out the window. "Think people feel the same way as me to supers as well." Driver looks back again only showing his eyes in the mirror. "Think your right sir, this is not the 40s anymore" the driver folds his arms from the stirring wheel. Finally resting on the bottom they see the floor bustling with activity with personnel all in suits as well some scientists talking with other scientists and suits, getting out of the car David with the paper still in hand lays his brief case on the car and puts it away begins to walk with the driver as one of the suits come up and gives him a status sheet and field progress report, two tall husky Marines standing at attention as they walk up salute and open the door fro the pair. "Busy aren't they today" Dave looks back at the parking lot/ command post sees everyone rushing to get reports to the proper people and departments and glances as the car is rotated behind a wall till it was out of sight, and in the reception room being no less busy. "People are scared sir worried over where the next attack will come from and where? this way to the elevators sir." The driver guides David to the elevators. "Why do I have a feeling your not telling me everything I should know? What is going on? How bad was the attacks this time that were not releasing to the public?" David beginning to become agitated and upset looks at the driver, the driver giving a big sigh as if a preconfession to a upset parent, "I am not at liberty to tell you yet sir" As David and the Driver walk into the elevator the they turn to see the doors shut and more people rush by. The elevator begins to move and the music begins to play. "Its C.T.U isn't it? I have a meeting with those jerks at C.T.U.?" Looking through his glasses still on his face he looks at the driver looking for the truth only to get a eyebrow and a quick glance as if pretending David didn't see it. "Oh @!$%! it's C.T.U and SERAPH.

Looks great. Are you doing a whole body or just chest up?

I knew it, WAR is here and I couldn't be happier..sniff..
Sorry got sand in my eyes

Nice, almost makes me wanna pick up a pencil again

Finally a great article from our favorite paper hast returned to bless us

*tears up*

Sorry something in my eye...

Now to the article something has been running in my mind (1)does anyone else see the old Justice Lord Superman(justice League tv show for those who missed it) mentality in Statesman's speech? States reminds me of reading Marvel's Civil War Front Lines finale when the reporters questioned Cap as to did he know anything about America that he is allegedly protecting, basically he is so out of touch that not even he knew what Myspace was. States needs to take off the costume once in a while and walk amongst the people and reeducate himself that the 20s america is a looong time ago.

(2) What peon in the Defense Department(I think this is more Homeland Security) or NSA, or CIA gave this man permission to go public with vital secrets that could jeopardize the security of any covert operative in (and off) the field? Shut him up guys, cut the transmissions guys really...I hope they pounce on him for this breach faster than the FCC did about the wardrobe malfunction.


Other than that great read hope to see more

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I'm extremely disappointed that an image of Statesman would be used in such a way. I know that we designed City of Heroes to appeal to "children of all ages." My proudest accomplishment with the game is that many parents (including my brother) play with their children...sharing, I hope, the same joy for the comic book world that I've had ever since I was 8. I cannot express the shock that I felt seeing that a character created by Cryptic would be used in the same sentence as Columbine.

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This one is the link your looking for you, States. They can go [censored] themselves.

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You summed it all up in 3 min. what I wanted to add, if your kids screw up it's not societies fault that they screwed up it's the parents who are too busy for their kids. Lesson to Lieberman and Clinton as well as Thompson, if my kid kicks your butt (literally) it's not rap or rock music that made him do it, it was me who didn't watch him or notice the signs he is angry over something that is my fault and I would take FULL responsibility for it cause I failed to show/teach him how to vent his frustrations or make it possible for him to talk to me let alone spend time with him to help him.

Ask your cable provider to get you Boomerang(shameless plug I know) they have all of the classics.

If no one else has posted this I will, snagged this from our European side images of our fav hero and villain gals

Ms Liberty

Ghost Widow

Let me say that Ghost Widow is a hottie she can haunt me anytime...

And cue up the ending Star wars theme....j/k liked the music and the Recluse Victory scenes.

Storyline here.
Personally I am a comiic book geek at heart and I love continual stories and things that keep my interests in comics. Inferno, Crisis,Mutant Massacre and all events leading up to it.

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There's Rikti in Rogues.

Only they had to go underground as to not set off Recluse's wraith.

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hmmm....The Ritki aren't as dumb as they seemed after all.

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Only 4 new NPC types? Mooks are similar to Family. Goldbrickers are similar to Sky Raiders, but definitely destinct enough to warrant being considered seperate. There has alo been additions to the CoT (Beserkers, Nerva demons, Succubi), Freaks (Meat Doctors, Sneaky Freaks [but they might only be in that one mission]), Tsoo (Blue Ink Men), Infected (like the ones in outbreak, but there's more of them now)and probably more. The new ones include the Snakes, Wyvern, the Scrapyarders, the Arachnos (which are quite heavily varied), Luddites, Longbow, Rogue Island Police/Cage Consortium, Slag Golems, Shivans... basically everything in CoH, and then a bunch more. And this is only listing to level 25. I'm not sure about what else lies ahead.


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What? No Ritki? We have all these organizations and they leave out the Ritki? Sorry I am thread stealin here but I am upset there is no Ritki in Rogues

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My Gf and I play..She likes her kitty on CoV and all but gave up CoH, while I still stay in the daily grind of Paragon City.

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So do I my friend, so do I. Especially at dinner time.

My Gf and I play..She likes her kitty on CoV and all but gave up CoH, while I still stay in the daily grind of Paragon City.

I have the exact same feeling as you dude. Statesman and FC continue to put the planet ask risk with their actions. When is is going to stop this almost Justice Lord mentality that FC law is the only law and the laws put in place by our "elected" officials can be just put aside anytime they want.

So why have elected officals in office anyways, (Statesman who has a spirit of Zues in him which explains alot), why not just take over and take the concequences if people die oh well he is a god after all so why should he care what mans law means.

Jason: I was the first Shadow Shroud,in my time I was known as one of the great detectives of my time, before I heard some punk took my name and now is...well doing things I would never do in my time and not being the great detective I was. All those years and I am quickly forgotten with no respect for the work I did after all these years.

Marie-Ange: Why did you become a crime fighter?(" She perked real quick" Guess I pequed her curiosity Kids are funny that way") Did someone in your life die? Was your parents killed or a mad scinetist experiment on you that drove you in darkness forever shunned by society?


"Hearing that just makes me sniker over what heroes go through in order to be motivated into becoming a hero and doing something about the world around them"

Jason: No my dear I went through none of those.

"She looks at me with a puzzled look almost definitly a interest that has been sparked" Marie-Ange: Were you summoned by a elder creature or god that chose you to
bring justice to the world and carry on in it's name? "I contnue to sniker some more to point where I begin to cough, even Lou begins to laugh and shake his head at her responses.

Marie-Ange: (Looking frustrated with a smile that finally returning) Well tell me moneiur.

Jason: "Finally composing myself and almost with a embarrased response I let her know" I was born with my powers. I am a mutant teleporter, I decided to crimefight cause of Statesman at the time. And well I wanted to clean up the crime in my part of the city which was Kings Row.

"She was disappointed I could tell and a little shocked as to what why I did what I did back then"

Jason: Kid understand. During my day kids everyday wanted to be a hero and fight the good fight. To beat up the bad guy and fight for justice. Some dreamed of flying high and hear the cries for the innocent, swooping down and putting the fear in evil, that was us. Did we have the glory hounds? Yes, but they changed their tune after a while or they ended up dead. That was out life and our calling and we did so proudly, and when our country needed us, we also heeded that call as well.

"Amazed by my responses and taken back she wanted to ask me something."

Marie-Ange: Could you tell me about your old days? " I could tell I can be here for a while as a smile enters my face."

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........."Her smile quickly is replaced with a saddened almost heavy hearted, like someone returning from some of the horrific battle. She asks me if I was a hero, i haven't been asked or referred as a hero in for so long some days I forget, guess she is looking for someone to relate to to confess some dark sin I guess. Never been much of the advice kinda guy thats my wife or was her expertise God rest her soul. But I am gonna try atleast."

Jason: I was a hero like you, but not like you and that was a long time ago and several dead friends and scars ago. (picks up his drink and takes a swig. It is strong going down that it makes his mouth twitch back.) And so "hero", this place reminds ya of your youth huh? How old are ya? You seems like still a baby to me. What are ya like 20 or something? (takes another drink).

Marie-Ange: You'd be surprised how old I am, but merci for thinking of me that young(she laughs again but then as quickly as it starts it disappears again). And yes this place does remind me of something I have lost, something that I cannot ever return to. (Continues to play with her food taking in the scent )

Jason: So are ya full cyborg? I noticed you haven't eaten and your playin with it.

"Almost when I say those words she immediately puts on her sunglasses and sniffs a bit, and a quick run of her tonque on her lips as if she was trying to hide the pain she is feeling inside. But can't help but noticed that one of those emotions escape, a tear runs down from under her glasses and just in one motion is quickly wiped away, part of tells me I have seen this before so many times and it has got to be a trick and I am in deep if I continue to stay here talking to her, but my gut tells me different, so I stay and listen".

Jason: Look Marie, I am sorry if I hit a sensative nerve, hero life tells me to always be blunt if things are obvious and expose it as quickly as possible before someone runs.

Marie-Ange: I undertsand really Jason. ( I am impressed she tries to cover her pain with a fake smile again, impresses me as much as Lou has guts for wanting his dream.) So what type of hero were you? Scrapper? Or a blaster?

Jason: You kids came up with the ident types to separate yourselves, I was just a hero who had skills to boot that was useful even in the big 2. But to answer your question I was a teleporter and a scrapper by todays standards.

( "Gotta take it slow with her I want to know as much as I can about her, detective skills don't fail me now"). Jason: What about you?


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Jason: Your'll forgive me miss' Ange, if I ask this again, so who sent cha? You with Malta? Didn't think they would stoop to harassing an old man.

"Real good and polite like, don't lie to your self now man, woman just sat down and I am already treating her as if she is with Malta. I guess my suspicious behavior is getting to me, too many years of crime fighting will do it I guess, tho I was raised better in my time than how kids today are raised I should be a little polite. Strange thing is she didn't flintch or take offense to me being rude she just continues to smile at me as if enjoying my company. Okay I will try what an ol buddy of mine would do. Be cool and listen.

Jason: I am sorry ma'am for being a little rude there, the age and all just makes you say things.

"Bad lie. humph, you can't lie your way outta a paper sack any more Jason. She looks at me and with one hand brushes one hand behind her ear plays with her food."

Marie-Ange.: It is alright. Monseir, no offense taken. So? Do you come here alot?

Jason: (" huh? What is this woman looking for? what does she want?Is she propsitioning me? A hero?! Disgraceful and tasteless, figures kids morality today in't what it was in my day, but this.... I begin to shout at her but to a tone as to not to attack attention to myself") I dunno what your selling lady but I ain't buyin. I am too old and you disgrace what heroes of yesturday meant to this city. So go away, I don't want any part of it.

Marie-Ange:" (She begins to laugh it is loud she pauses to compose herself, trying to hide her wide smile of her lips, her metal arm is raised up and her hand tries to cover or contain her amusement.") So, sorry monseir, I did mean to laugh to your face. Tho I needed some happiness forgive me. Monseiur Lou can I get another drink for my new friend.... uh?

"Good going Jason embarass yourself again, no wonder you haven't seen anyone since the wife died, at the end of every date you'd be so red faced people would think you went to a tanning salon for a living. Come on lets salvage what little dignity we have left and.."

Jason: Sorry ma'am, the names Jason (extends hand).

Marie-Ange. Trez Bien, and don't be embarrassed monsier, anyone would get the wrong impression if an attractive woman sat down at his table, no?

JasonTurns his head to cough) yeah, yeah. ( a drink is placed down infront of Jason, he takes a sip and notices it is a little stronger"). Whoa, Lou....

LouLeans over and whispers in Jason's ear) Just helpin a buddy out....

Jason: Get outta here Lou, YOU KIDS THESE DAYS!!! I think your Tuesdays Special is still waiting for ya since Saturday or sumptin'.

" I can hear Lou laughing all the way back behind the counter and just at a glance I see the young hero enjoying the show as much as Lou. What is goin on ere'? Pick on the old man day? I turn my attention back to the young lady with the blue hair"

Jason: So....Why are you here missy?


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Jason glances over to the young hero " This woman in shiny and I already know she is gonna bring some Hellions or Skulls behind her. I need this like I need another bullet shrapnel in my leg. Dang nabit the things these kids will wear these days. The woman glances over to me with her good eye and smirks ats me, then turns around to talk to Lou. Kids with all their fancy gadgets and gear, wonder did she do this to herself? Or a mad scientist? Mad Scientists? Ha! there is only 2 left in this city everyone else is another two-bit hood with a gimmick. I rattle my drink trying to get the last sip of whisky. Ahh, thats good. I look over at Lou. "

Jason: Good drink Lou. Can I get another?

Lou: Actually the next drink is free and a meal ta boot.

"I think why is Lou being so generous? He never gives away free meals".

Jason: Hey, what is the occasion? Win the lottery or sumptin? Finally gonna close this place down and move to L.A.?
"I try to laugh but I can't help but cough along with it, but it is still funny. Lou always talked about leaving Paragon if he got a big winfall of money and setting up a Tanning salon/Bar so you can tan and drink. I know its silly but hey I am not going to bash the young mans dream. Lou is the kinda guy tho some might suspect is a hero with his big arms and rugged looks, but Lou is really a man who has dreams but not the confidence to make em a reality. Besides, Lou a hero? His Prosthetic leg and one eye would make his career real short, strong willed man I will give him that he opened this bar in a dangerous city."

Lou: Nahh, compliments of the little lady here? Be gentle with the old man, I can't afford to have him in the hospital.

Jason: haha...All this while I knew ya cared.

Lou: Yeah you and your buddies keep my bar operating. They way you guys drink, I'd swear you mooks were in your 20's. I'd lose money if you went to the hospital and if ya died I would have to close up. (laughs)

" Funny man that Lou, but he has been taking care of me for a while now, Hell the man even helps me at home with groceries, I respect him and call him my friend. Just as Lou gets me another drink right on cue with the shaking of my drink woman in metal grabs her plate of food and mine and walks over to me. I have never had a woman interested in me since Sonya died, she too was a hero, The GoldenLock was her name. Yeah I know like Goldilocks and the three bears, but she could fight that could take down a bear but loved me nontheless, ah come on Jason now. A yong woman wanting you like that? oh well, I can't help but have the old man thoughts tho. The woman places the plate infront of me it is biskets and gravy with hasbrowns, I kinda snicker she serves me breakfast at 2 in the afternoon. She sits down with a plate of bar nachos and with a side order of Lous famous hamburer heavy on the greese. She begins to unravel her fork and spoon, and knife laying them down on the puke green table with the napkin as a placeholder. I gotta tell you I'm mighty scared, thoughts race through my mind and instinct tell me to be ready. Yeah right! You are getting old Jason. LIke I can fight anyone She looks up at me with the greenest of green eyes, puts her elbows on the table and rests her chin on her foulded hands You can hear a "Clank" sound when they are finally settled on the table. What if she is with Malta? Or the Circle? Or the...."

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What I wanted to do was do a story about an old hero trying to relate to todays hero a sorta man on the outside kinda wishing for his glory years again. Todays hero is Guns and glory these days and he is wondering what the future will become if the newer generation goes on, what what of him? And are the old days trully gone?

Note:This is my real public story so if you add to it great and feed back is also welcome.

(Prometheus Park a elderly man sits on a bench to feed the pidgons that flocked to him when he throws down some bird feed begins to watch as heroes come and go into Atlas Park gives a big breath and slouches back down and continues to feed the birds).


"You know..... I have been here since the beginning, well sort of... I came in the wake of the new dawn of the new age brave men who fought the good fight in the name of justice and country, heroes who knew what must be done and did what it took to protect the innocent from those who would deny a person of their God-given right of life, liberty and persuite of happiness according to our nations constitution. Heroes were always there when people needed them and the people were happy to see em, I should know I was one of them. Fought crime and still had time to rescue a kitty outta a tree....."

RATATATAT!!!


" I know that sound. Its the sounds of gunfire coming from an alleyway. I turn my head quickly to see a Hellion running out screaming trying to escape and is suddenly shot in the back and falls hard as the pavement is red from the result of a hero with a M-16 and a big man with green skin, horns and a mace picking up the wounded man and shouts obscentities at the bleeding man and threatening him with the mace, the other hero with a gun who alot thinner than the big man takes a pack out of his combat belt lights up a cigarette and leans back, he tips his head down as to look over his sunglasses. His slick appearance and but not counting his hair in a ponytail and the ways he stands tells me he is or was a military man, enjoys the way the way the demon looking man way of interrogating the Hellion. Just as the demon man is about to smash the poor bleeding man in the head he is interrupted when the police and drones show up to take the men they fought in custody, the two heroes walk off and the smaller man giving the big man a cancer stick and pats him on the back over a job well done to meet up with others of their group, the others glad to see their comrads gloat over their battles and how great their battles were and how they beat up the bad guy. I can't help but think these new heroes are as bad a the criminals they fight.

"Oh, I seems to have gotten away from myself there, my name is Jason Brent the Marvelous Shadow shroud. Well that was a long time ago about 60 years ago, where heroes were heroes and we looked the part. I guess I can't get into this new generation of heroes. Big guns and bad attitude is the theme these days even Statesman is just as bad and his buddies. Don't get me wrong I respect the man fought with him once and it was breathtaking we were there on D-Day of 44 'along with our fighting soldiers we gave as well as we got that day, but when we got home even he gave in to brutal tactics like these kids, I heard he lost heart when he got wind about the horrible things that the 5th Column did, guess that changes a man, Humph, don't be silly Jason that kinda stuff would change any man. I am definitly showing my age, hehe. But before the war I remember when we used our brains and skills to tracked the bad guy to their lair without destroying anything, well, except the criminals hide out.

(The man gets up with his cain, the cracking of bones in his knees makes the old man moan in pain turns to begin his walk home.)

" Everyday its some new hero that thinks he can do a better job than the last batch, thinking his way is the best way. Everyday I would go to my meetings and talk of days gone by with those who came before, those who are still alive from my old team the League of American Heroes we called ourselves. We would always talk about the younger heroes and their tactics in fighting crime, and leave it to my buddy Seth to complain the human element is lost in this new generation. Or that heroes have become nothing more than a selling product to push on todays consumer. a marketing puppet.

(Tv Program:.......trust me you wanna brush with "Hero Toothpaste" BoomJack does.)

"Maybe he is right. They look for more reasons to be in front of a camera than do what is right. I go to my favorite pub for a drink the Statesman Bar and Grill. Never realised the title til now, heroes these days."

Jason: Hey Lou. Can I get the usual?
Lou: Sure thing guy. Wisky sour?

(Continue)

Da man is wearing cement boots, he ain't coming back....Now for Bill O'Riley

Mwhahaha

(I always loved the show Law and Order and wanted to see how many also liked it and maybe some of you would like to help me write and episode using Paragon City as the backdrop. You can use current characters or make up some as you go, it's open season have fun but lets keep it clean for the powers that be.)


In the criminal court system the people are represented by equally and important groups. The police who arrest the offenders and the attorneys that prosecute the offenders these are their stories....(Key the music)

Independance Port 12:37 pm Warehouse district

A shovel hits the dirt and is slowly scooping up concrete and soot and is swong over into a wheelbarrol by a city employee who continues his daily rant over the latest clean up his crew has to do, "....All I am saying is I am sick of doing this day after day, cleaning up after...Hey Carl who was da hero battle today?" Carl walking over clumps of street and mounds of dirt trying not to fall down, " Dr. Amazing." screams Carl. Throwing his hands up and shaking his head in disgust, "Dr Amazing? Dr. Amazing, amazing Dr. Amazing aint ere leaning up his mess. He nova blasts dis place to take out da Bertelli part of da Family Colalition and is he ere to help? Nooo! Some hero dat one is, right Paul?" Stunned by the silence shouts "Paul? Hey Pauly? You better not be sitting down smoking again, cause I aint covering your a... " Paul screams up in a almost shaken and shocked voice "Frank,.... call 911." Frank throws down his shovel begins running down to Paul down by the shore followed close by Carl curious as to see what going on sees a dead girl on the river bank.

1:09 pm The police having had the area sealed off as sirens and police chatter fill the warehouse distrct,a car arrives and parks two of Paragon City detectives arrive on the scene. Detective Brisco from New York City and his Paragon City partner Cole. An officer meets them as they get out of the car.

Officer: About time you guys showed up.
Brisco putting his badge on his belt," Yeah, we broke so many speeding laws to just cause you needed us so bad". Cole putting on his jacket adjusts his collor and tie as if he was impressing a date. "Your pretty enough, or would you rather stay here at the car and make sure you impress yourself?" says Detective Brisco. Cole snaps back" Hey someone has to look as if they take care of themselves when they come to work and look professional". " Uh huh" Replies Detective Brisco.
The threee officers walk over to the Stratcher with where the bag with the body is in.
Detective Brisco, " Like to tell us officer what is going on?"
Officer" Oh right, some city employees were cleaning up the damage done by a hero when he was battling the Family in that..I mean what is left of the building there."
Cole" .....What the hero didn't stay to have pictures taken by the press over a job well done on beating the bad-guys?"
Brisco" Too busy, has to destroy something else, go on officer."
Officer: Well these guys found the Body of a dead girl on the river bank."
Cole: Was she in the building when the hero was fighting?"
Officer: Thats what we thought when the med guys found that her throat was cut"
Cole: ....And a hero was not too far from her."
Brisco: Too bad he was busy looking good for the camera to notice".




Kings Row Paragon City Police department Cororners lab. 4:23pm.