Pain.
It writhes. It shakes. If it could, it would scream.
But it has no words. It can understand themwhy it can understand them, it does not knowbut it cannot speak. It can hurt, it can hatebut it cannot say a word.
Its maker prefers it that way.
Lovely, isnt she, Paul?
Dr. Giacomo, Im not sure that Mr. Hopkins would approve of this. Project Revenant has barely begun. Dr. Friedkens process is still in the experimental stage. So many things can go wrong
The Countess applauds initiative, Paul. Youll never get anywhere in this organization if youre not willing to take a few chances. Shes beautiful, isnt she?
She? The one called Paul looks at itand it realizes that it is not an it. Its a she.
Yes. My dear little creation here. Shes going to make sure that my pain is repaid in kind. She cannot see all of the others face. It is half-concealed by bandages. When the time is right, Manx will be sent to recapture her errant template
and the suffering I have known will pale in comparison to what Ms. Stevens will experience.
Manx. Her name. She has a name. Manx is her. And she was a purpose. She is to bring pain.
But if she is to bring pain, why does she know it?
Why do you call her Manx, sir?
Because she lacks a tail, of course. The other presses the button on a small remote he holds in his hand and Manxs head explodes in pain.
Again she writhes. Again she tries to scream.
But she cant.
The one called Paul looks slightly ill. Sir
is that necessary?
I have to make sure the implant is working, Paul. We cant have Manx running wild on us, can we? One wildcat is enough. The other smiles an unpleasant smile. Though I confess that I love to see that particular face suffer. It eases my pain somewhat.
I still dont understand how shes going to find the girl, Dr. Giacomo.
In a sense, they are one being, Paul. Mynx is her progenitor. Manx will find her. She wont be able to help finding her. And when she does
when she does, the pain will end for both of us. Do you hear me, my little cat?
Manx stares at him through the green glass that surrounds her.
When you find Mynx, your pain will end. She will take your place in torment. You will be free to assume your new role as a protector of Paragon City. Find Mynx, Manx. Find her, and your suffering will be over.
Her name is Manx. She has a purpose. She is to bring pain. She is to bring pain to Mynx.
But until then, the pain will belong solely to you.
And she dances in agony for her maker once more.
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Look at that. A full-grown woman pulling off pigtails. Her crazy is off the charts.
Lovely work as always, BlueBattler.
My one recommendation for you would be to use more dialogue attributions, particularly when a character first speaks within a scene or when more than two characters are talking. Because you're generally good at giving each character a unique voice, it's usually possible to tell who's talking once a line of dialogue is finished, but readers find it helpful to know who the players in a conversation are as soon as possible. Otherwise, you have a phenomenon writers sometimes refer to as "Brenda Starr dialogue," where the dialogue is like unattached word balloons coming from a cityscape, and it's unclear who's supposed to be speaking.
Again, excellent work. I particularly like the portrayal of Synapse.
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I don't intend to post so soon, but I'd been needing to introduce this character, and this popped into my head today.
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Pain.
It writhes. It shakes. If it could, it would scream.
But it has no words. It can understand themwhy it can understand them, it does not knowbut it cannot speak. It can hurt, it can hatebut it cannot say a word.
Its maker prefers it that way.
Lovely, isnt she, Paul?
Dr. Giacomo, Im not sure that Mr. Hopkins would approve of this. Project Revenant has barely begun. Dr. Friedkens process is still in the experimental stage. So many things can go wrong
The Countess applauds initiative, Paul. Youll never get anywhere in this organization if youre not willing to take a few chances. Shes beautiful, isnt she?
She? The one called Paul looks at itand it realizes that it is not an it. Its a she.
Yes. My dear little creation here. Shes going to make sure that my pain is repaid in kind. She cannot see all of the others face. It is half-concealed by bandages. When the time is right, Manx will be sent to recapture her errant template
and the suffering I have known will pale in comparison to what Ms. Stevens will experience.
Manx. Her name. She has a name. Manx is her. And she was a purpose. She is to bring pain.
But if she is to bring pain, why does she know it?
Why do you call her Manx, sir?
Because she lacks a tail, of course. The other presses the button on a small remote he holds in his hand and Manxs head explodes in pain.
Again she writhes. Again she tries to scream.
But she cant.
The one called Paul looks slightly ill. Sir
is that necessary?
I have to make sure the implant is working, Paul. We cant have Manx running wild on us, can we? One wildcat is enough. The other smiles an unpleasant smile. Though I confess that I love to see that particular face suffer. It eases my pain somewhat.
I still dont understand how shes going to find the girl, Dr. Giacomo.
In a sense, they are one being, Paul. Mynx is her progenitor. Manx will find her. She wont be able to help finding her. And when she does
when she does, the pain will end for both of us. Do you hear me, my little cat?
Manx stares at him through the green glass that surrounds her.
When you find Mynx, your pain will end. She will take your place in torment. You will be free to assume your new role as a protector of Paragon City. Find Mynx, Manx. Find her, and your suffering will be over.
Her name is Manx. She has a purpose. She is to bring pain. She is to bring pain to Mynx.
But until then, the pain will belong solely to you.
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Ouch!
And I thought I knew where this was going. Sheesh. I don't care what others think. To me, that doc is the true evil.
Dr. Giacomo is rather nasty, I must admit.
He's been writing himself at this point.
I found out about the Manx cat while researching "Minx." For those of you who don' tknow, Manx cats don't have a tail ... also the cross between a Manx cat and a sphinx cat, at least according to one website I found, is called a minx.
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He's been writing himself at this point.
I found out about the Manx cat while researching "Minx." For those of you who don' tknow, Manx cats don't have a tail ... also the cross between a Manx cat and a sphinx cat, at least according to one website I found, is called a minx.
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Oh, that is slick. Yes, the "breed" of egyption cat the pharohs liked is called the "sphinx". Yes, the manx is a valid species of wildcat... as is the mynx. I have no doubt of the of the 'mix' you are talking about. The "sphinx" and the manx are of the same approximate size and the pharohs did have the idea of 'selective breeding' (they did the same for their favorite hunting cat, the cheetah).
The reason I put "sphinx" in quotation marks is the pharohs and their followers were VERY enthusiastic in 'mixxing' their pets' genetics. The cats which now carry that 'tag' vary extremely from individual to individual. During my time in the region (in by-gone military sevice) I had seen half-grown cats which were at least 15 inches at the shouldier and FULL-grown cats less than 6. Both were called "sphinx". Interestingly, I never saw the full-grown cat of the larger version.
edit>> I might be mixxing my own species and breeds here. From what I understand, the only difference between the manx and the bobcat is location. The bobcat is north america, the manx is europe/mediterain region. Sheesh, I wish I wasn't working on thirty-year-old memories.
The thing that torks me most about this doc is I have met quite a few folks of his... 'bent'. Usually, the ONLY thing holding them back is the fear of reprissals.
I can understand the fealing of 'power' it gives them. Mankind seeks power instinctively. Most of the time, each individual has his or her own idea of what power is.
Mine: power is the most addictive drug known to man. The ONLY cure is something the drug NEVER provides... happiness.
For two weeks, she spends every waking moment watching over her shoulder. She never spends two nights in the same place. Senses at fever pitch, she waits for the speedster to come for her.
But he doesnt.
Oddly, that disappoints her.
She listens to people talk. She snatches newspapers from the garbage. Perched outside high rise apartment windows, she listens to news broadcasts on radios and televisions.
But theres nothing. No news of Synapse searching for her. No official pronouncements from the Freedom Phalanx. Nothing at all.
Its like I dont exist, she whispers to herself.
He was the first person whos talked to her since she left The Can Man. To everyone else, shes been a shadow, a ghost. And now, it seems, shes less than that to him.
I am the cat who walks beside herself, she whispers as she leaps from rooftop to rooftop, on the prowl for something more than food. All places are alike to me.
But if thats so, why has she come back to the place where she first met Synapse? Why has she come back again and again over the last two weeks like a criminal returning to the scene of a crime? If shes been trying so hard to avoid him, why is she haunting this spot?
So much for helping me. Shes bitter. She had wanted him to stay away, but it hurts that hes done so. Hes a hero. Hes supposed to help people like her, isnt he? Isnt he?
Why dont we talk this over, guys?
The voice startles her.
She glances over the rooftop to the street below. A couple of Skulls, Gravediggers. A Brawler and a Slugger. Shes mildly surprised to see them this far into Outcast territory.
The guy theyre threatening doesnt look like much. Old jeans and jacket. A bag of takeout in his hands. Hes got an easy smile, but even from here she can see theres no fear in his eyes.
Im hungry.
We were hoping to bag us an Outcast, but youll do. The Brawler is talking tough, but his voice is wavering. She wonders if hes ever tried to kill anyone before.
Guys, Im just here because I had a craving for some Super Burritos. Im not in the mood for a fight. You want the food? Fine. You can have the food. You want my cash? You can have the cash. Anything more than that, and were going to have a problem.
You talk a big fight, the Slugger says, smacking his baseball bat in one hand. What are you, some kind of hero?
Who, me? Do I look like a hero? Takeout guy gestures at himself in a deprecating manner. His gaze flickers up.
He sees me. Why doesnt he point me out to the Skulls? At the very least itd give him a chance to run away.
She pops her claws and utters a cry like a mountain lion as she jumps down to the street in front of the Skulls.
Oh man! A cape! I told you this was a bad idea! The Brawler yanks out his revolver.
I dont think so! Takeout guy chops the Brawlers wrist with the side of his hand, causing him to drop the revolver with a howl of pain.
A second jump takes her to the Slugger who gets in one good shot with his baseball bat that would have sent Kat Stevens to the emergency room
or worse.
Unfortunately for him, hes not facing Kat Stevens. Mynx shakes her head to clear it and spits at him like an annoyed housecat. With an almost contemptuous sweep of her claws she shears the bat in two and then yanks it out of his grip. You have any idea where Im going to stick this bat?
Oh, man! The Slugger turns and runs.
The Brawler reaches down to try to pick up his revolver but Takeout kicks it out of his reach. I really think thatd be a bad idea, fella.
Mynx smiles at the Brawler through her lashes and gestures at him with the broken baseball bat. Id really hate to have this go to waste
The Brawler curses, pivots, and races after the fleeing Slugger.
Mynx lets the bat fall and turns and looks at Takeout. She opens her mouth to demand the bag hes carrying, only to have him open it and hand her one of the Super Burritos.
Thanks for the save. Dinners on me. My names Steve. Steven Berry. Whats yours?
And theres something naggingly familiar about that smile of his
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Normally, it is here that my BF would smile and say something ridiculous like: "Smooth move, exlax!"
But that wouldn't fit this scene or this story. Nice is all I can say. As soon as she had seen the two thugs trying to harrass a guy carrying a sack of food; I knew who held the food.
The ONLY surprise I get... well, actually two.
The first was when Steve fought at all. He odviously knew she needed no help.
The second was when he kicked the pistol away. Did he truly think the brawler with a mere pistol had a chance? I can only figure he didn't want HER to be TOO excited.
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*sniff sniff* Is that ozone I smell? 
I love how this is developing.
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I wasnt always like this. The words seem to come out by themselves. She doesnt know why she says them. She doesnt know why she let this strangerthis Steven Berryfollow her up to the rooftop and share a meal with her. He gives her a meal; she saves his life. At the very least, shes even with him.
But speak she does. Its as though something compels her. This was done to me. She holds her hands up so he can see the ridges where her claws emerge.
I understand. Theres sympathy, but no pity in his voice. Who did this to you?
I cant tell you. She cant repress the bitterness in her voice. Theyre too powerful. I cant go to the police. I cant go to the Phalanx. No one will help me. Im on my own.
No family? No friends?
My parents are gone. I dont have any close family. As for friends
She shrugs her shoulders. Like I said, Im on my own.
I can take you to a safe place.
She looks at him through her eyelashes. Look, Steve, I appreciate the burrito. I really do. But Im not going home with a guy just because he gave me food.
Thats not what I meant. He actually blushes then and looks away from her. She finds it oddly endearing. Let me take you to a hotel. He sputters when he sees the amused look in her eyes. I mean, let me get you a hotel room. Your own room. Without me, I mean. A place you can shower in and get a good nights sleep. And a change of clothing.
Steve
This is not a line to pick you up, Mynx. If I was trying to hit on you, believe me, youd know it.
Why, Steve? Why do you want to help me? She doesnt want to trust him. Its a bad idea to trust anyone. How could she possibly put herself in someone elses hands after what happened to her?
He looks away for a moment. Years ago
years ago, something bad happened to me, too. I was hurt too. Changed. He raises his shirt, and she gasps at the horrible scars that cover his chest and stomach. Theyre faded, but she still can see how awful they must have been when they were fresh. PosRay. My best friend, Ray. He saved my life. He got me away from them. And he kept me sane. I wanted to crawl away, Mynx. I wanted to die. I wanted to run and never stop. The painand the fear. Bad as the pain was, the fear was worse.
He lowers his shirt and stands up, looking down at the street below them. I was so afraid, Mynx. Afraid they were going to come for me again. That they were going to take me and finish what they started. The fearits possible to be so afraid that you dont want to go on living. That youd rather die than spend another dayanother hourliving with it.
But youre here. Shes surprised that she can still feel sympathy for someone else. She wants to help hm. She wants to hug him.
Ray. Weve never talked about it. Guys dont. He reaches down and takes one of her hands in his own. When I needed him, he was there. He sat up with me on the nights I couldnt sleep. He walked the streets with me at three in the morning when I couldnt spend another moment in the apartment. And when I couldnt stop running, he gave me something to run forand not away from. Hes more than my best friend. Hes my brother. I love that man. He smiles that naggingly familiar smile at her. If you ever tell him that, Ill deny it.
She laughs then before turning serious. Im glad youre here, Steve. I really am. But I still dont understand why you want to help me.
You need a friend. The words are simple. Ive been where you are, Mynx. Its not a good place. I know people. I have friends. People who might be able to help you.
His hand feels good in hers. It makes her tingle. I dont know, Steve
At least let me get you a room and a fresh change of clothing. In the morning, you can bail if you want.
I want to, she admits, more to herself than to him. But Im afraid.
I know, Mynx. Believe me, I know. He takes her face in his hands. But you cant run forever. Believe me, I know all about running. Again with that smile. Maybe its time for you to stop runningand to start healing. Come with me, Mynx. Please.
And then, looking deeply into the eyes of Steven Berry, Mynx makes the decision that will change her life forever.
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She is outside, but she is still a prisoner.
Her cell is a black and gold uniform. The air she breathes is stripped of scent and taste. The sounds she hears come to her through sophisticated microphones. Not a single centimeter of her skin is exposed so she feels nothing as she runs and jumps from rooftop to rooftop.
She is Manx. She exists to bring pain to Mynx. To do that, she has to find her.
Find her, Manx. The voice hisses a whisper into her ear. Find her, and the pain will end.
No, the pain will not end. She does not believe that pain ever ends. But it can be given to someone else.
She is Manx. She will bring pain to Mynx. She will find her.
Guided by instinct, she hunts.
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Why do i have the feeling the Doc won't let Manx off the hook so easily? Seems to me he enjoys power a little too much to let a 'pet' loose after such a 'simple' task.
The hotel is small, clean, discrete, and nondescript. Its not the first time hes been here, but its the first time hes gotten a room for someone to just sleep in.
He feels curiously vulnerable to Mynx. He hadnt expected that. He had expected her to open up to him. He hadnt planned on telling her about the dark days after plain old Steve Berry had become the super-charged Synapse. Its those eyes of hers. She looks at me and I cant seem to avoid telling her the truth. Man, I wish I could wear my goggles around her. I can be ten times smoother when they cant see my eyes.
Mynx had stayed in the room to shower and clean up. He had told her that he was going to go out and pick up a pizzaone super burrito wasnt enough to make up for weeks of deprivation on the streetsand pick her up some clean clothes.
She sure was surprised when I rattled off her size, he thinks with a smug smile. Ray may be able to make a nuclear reactor out of some string and a couple of cocoanuts, but no ones got an edge on me when it comes to knowing a womans measurements.
He knocks on the door. Mynx, its me. SySteve. Man, I have to watch that. Are you decent?
Come on in and see.
He bites back his instinctive reply. Must not flirt with the girl Im trying to help. Must not flirt ... I hope you like sausage and pepperoni.
Wrapped in a towel, Mynx is reclining on the bed watching the television. I love sausage and pepperoni, Steve. You really didnt have to go out for anything more. Im not really that hungry.
You look hungry to me. Eat, eat. Youre nothing but skin and bones.
Yes, Daddy. She opens the box and grabs a slice of pizza. Shes obviously more hungry than shed let on because she devours it in about four bites and grabs another slice automatically.
He sits down beside her and grabs a slice of pizza for himself. With his metabolism, he burns calories like nobodys business. You clean up nice, Mynx.
She surprises him by blushing. Thank you, Steve.
They eat in companionable silence. Some of the tension thats been present in her since he first met her seems to leak out of her with each passing moment. It feels wonderful to be clean and full again, Steve. I could sleep for a week.
We have plenty of time, Mynx. You can sleep in as late as you want to. Im not big on being an early riser myself.
So what do you do, Steve? She turns those eyes on him again. You havent said.
Great. I dont think its quite time for me to tell her that Im really the guy that she threatened to gut if she ever saw him again
Im in business with my friend, Ray. So what about you? What were you doing
before?
I was in college. I hadnt really figured out what I wanted to do with my life, yet. I was just looking for a way to earn some extra money for school when I saw the advertisement for
She shuts her eyes. I was just an ordinary girl. People didnt look at me twice. Things like this arent supposed to happen to ordinary girls.
I know the feeling, Mynx. He squeezes her hand. I never would have thought anyone would ever have a reason to do anything like that to me, either.
Steve.
Yeah?
Do you want to kiss me?
Uh oh.
He looks into her eyes. Shes small. Shes tiny. Shes young. God, shes so young
But shes also vivacious, vibrant, extremely attractive
Mynx
Something small, round, and metallic suddenly crashes through the window and lands on the floor in front of them. It immediately begins hissing out a green cloud of smoke.
As he starts to black out, hes almost grateful..
Thank God the bad guys attacked before I could screw this up
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Good line. LOL
Not something I would normally be thinking when knockout gas (hopefully) gets to me.
One thing that always mystified me; why capture a foe when you can just 'off' him? poison gas would be just as easy to use in that grenade as knockout... easier, even.
Well, in this case, because the Doc isn't all that merciful.
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oh, great. The doc?
I wish I could get a couple of my toons after the dude. People like him don't deserve to be moving around. I don't mean they should die.
THAT was be a mercy compared to being a quadriplegic. This doc (and others like him in the RL) deserve nothing less.
Welcome home, my dear Katherine.
Her eyes snap open. Her lips curl back in a snarl. Her claws pop out.
She knows that voice. She loathes it. She wants to silence it once and for all.
But she cant.
Amadeo Giacomo watches her as she struggles with a twisted smile on his face. Half his face is still covered in a bandage after all these weeks. Struggle on, dear Katherine. You wont get free this time. I designed those manacles personally. You will never be free again.
Want another kiss, Amadeo? She looks at him through her lashes and laughs. Given the way you look now the only way youll ever touch a woman again is when shes bound hand and foot.
Inside, part of her is still afraid. The part of her that was Kat Stevens. But the rest of herthe part of her thats become Mynxis angry and determined. She may be chained, but shes no ones captive. Not now. Not where it counts.
I am going to live through this. Im going to survive. And hes going to pay.
Carefully, she takes note of her surroundings.
Shes in a large lab, much larger than the one that she was originally kept in. The table shes strapped to now is in a vertical position. Hot lights burn overhead. A tray of surgical instruments and devicesand some that look to be designed purely for the purpose of tortureis placed right beside her.
Out of the corner of her eye, she can see another table. Steve!
Let him go. Hes not a part of this, Amadeo. This is between you and me.
Im afraid I cant do that, Katherine.
Mynx, Amadeo. Kat Stevens is dead. You killed her. A feral smile crosses her lips. Mynx is just waiting to return the favor.
Amadeo Giacomo looks into her eyes and inadvertently steps back.
Mynx laughs.
You wont laugh long, Katherine. Manx, come here please.
A small, slender figure steps into her view. Clad in black and gold, not a single feature of the woman is visible. Something about the way she movessomething about the way she iscauses Mynx to shiver.
Manx is how I found you, Katherine. I grew her from your very cells. I made her what she is from your raw genetic material. She is what you will become. Silent, obedient. My devoted servant.
Youre a sick man, Amadeo. She believes him. Its insane, but she believes him. Her skin crawls around the woman called Manx. Theyre connected in some strange way.
And it sickens her.
Aside from Amadeo and Manx, there are roughly two dozen men and women in the room. Most of them wear the unique laboratory garb of Crey Industries. A few of them are wearing the gear of Riot Guards. One or two of them wear black suits and sunglasses and faces that are no more expressive than the mask of Manx.
Mynx herself is wearing a hospital gown again. She supposes that its Amadeos way of putting her in her place.
I am so going to enjoy this, Katherine. Every moment of pain I have known since we last met will be repaid by you tonight. Every second of agony will be recompensed with hours of misery on your part. You will beg me to kill you before I am through
Dr. Giacomo, says one of his aides, his face obscured by surgical garb. Mr. Hopkins said that he wanted her alive.
I said she would beg for death, Paul. I did not say she would find it. He walks up to Mynx and strokes her cheek. Yes, I am going to enjoy this so much
Mynx snarls and snaps at his hand.
Amadeo yanks his hand back. Youre nothing but an animal now, arent you, Katherine? Or are you? Manx.
The silent woman looks at Amadeo, expectantly.
I want you to say hello to Katherines friend.
Manxs claws pop out.
Amadeo, leave him alone! She struggles frantically against her bonds. She can hear them strain, but she cant break free
Lets see if she can imitate the work you did on my face, Katherine. Do you think he will still care for you once he realizes that you are the reason that his face has become a horror show?
Dr. Giacomo, Paul says diffidently. I dont think we want to do anything that might wake him up. Theres something about his bio-readings that I dont understand
Have no fear, Paul. We will learn all about him once Manx is through with him.
Leave Steve alone! Mynx howls.
Steve? Paul says. Did she say Steve?
What of it? Manx, do as youre told. Say hello to him. Give him the gift of pain.
Steve is bound as Mynx herself is bound, but he has yet to wake up. By twisting her neck so hard that it hurts, she can see him now. He looks so vulnerable
God, how could she have let anyone get so close to her? Hes going to die because of her! Steve! Steve!
Manx walks up to Steve and extends her claws to Steves face. They lightly scratch his face.
Mynx? Steve asks groggily, shaking his head.
Steve? Paul is frantically consulting a PDA. Steve
Berry?
Thats my name, Steve shakes his head. Where am I?
Amadeo! Put him under! For Gods sake, put him while we still can! Paul has rushed to the surgical table and grabbed a hypo. Dont you know who that is? Thats Steven Berry!
Cut him, Manx. Cut him! Amadeo turns to Paul. What are you blathering about, Paul?
Dont hurt him! Please dont hurt him! Mynx hates the weakness in her voice but she cant stop herself.
Mynx? He stares at Manx who seems transfixed by his face. He glances around the lab and struggles against his bonds. Mynx!
His eyes begin to crackle with electricity.
Amadeo, you fool! Thats Synapse! Thats Synapse! Paul rushes forward.
And thats when the lightning strikes.
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Mission Creator? 'Twouldn't be so hard after all, hmmm?
Alternatively you can do the arc the Doc appears in.
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this doc is in an arc? which one?
I like the portrayal of Statesman in this. It reminds me of Dr. Manhattan, only slightly more human. He comes off as a "Judge" archetype here, and not an "Emperor" or "Dictator" as most others see him.
Plus, Synapse seems to see Manticore in much the same light as Manticore sees Statesman. I find that very interesting.
I also like how Synapse sees his group as the people they are and not the spandex outfits they wear. He doesn't seem to let that point of view dim his opinion of his friends, either, such as when Positron calls Statesman "sir" and the tone becomes somewhat amused.
You're really good with the tones of the characters, Blue. This is good stuff. I can't wait to spotlight this story.
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Look at that. A full-grown woman pulling off pigtails. Her crazy is off the charts.