Questioning Log: Suspect - Jack Diamonds
Alright, 'Jack' .. you've got thirty minutes. Spill it.
You'll get nothing out of me! Hah hah! I'm already dead! See! ALREADY DEAD. YOU CAN'T SEE ME I'M ALREADY DEAD. HAH HAH.
Well, okay if you'd -prefer- we'll just hand you over to the real Jack right now.
Please don't! He'll ... he'll ... do something! A-a-and it'll be BAD!
Right, right. Okay. Let's start with square one. You're an imposter because clearly, Jack isn't stupid enough to appear in person to an entire team of meta humans. What do you think would make him force his hand?
Diamonds. Yes. Diamonds, those'll get him. Get him DEAD.
We know that diamonds placate him, but even then I doubt he'll just stand and accept his beating. Now, how do we get to Jack Diamonds.
Luck. That's all there is to it. A game of chance, you know!
You all keep saying that. "A game of chance" .. what does it mean?
It's exactly what it means! A game of chance! I mean like, you flip a coin, heads I tell you what you want to hear, tails I tell you the truth!
No, we're not playing any more of those games. You're just going to tell me everything, right now, or we'll tie you to a lampost and let Jack get you.
You can't not play the game of chance! Life is a game of chance! Everything we do, CHANCE. WHY DO YOU DENY CHANCE?
Because i'm a sane, rational person. And before you become any more cryptic, i'll just stop you there. So, the only way to make you guys play our way is through a game of chance?
Yup! You wanna get to Jack, you gotta play his game!
Right, and i'm going to trust the word of a known criminal, because?
You don't trust Jack, you just gotta be lucky! WHY DON'T YOU GET THIS SIMPLE FACT?
Because frankly, it's embarrasing. We have more than enough tools at our disposal to find him on our own. But if you co-operate, that'll save us all a major headache.
Well I told you everything, that's all we get to know. You wanna talk to Jack, you play his game. But eh .. talk can mean different things.
Yes, we know. As slippery as he is, we're gunna get him on our own terms, okay? You decide whether you wanna be a part of it or not, because lets face it, you're dead either way.
Well ... I should ask for a coin flip but you got a strong point. I can tell you things I know, hideouts and stuff, but after that i'm just going to curl up and wait for Jack to cut my throat.
Good. You thugs are more co-operative than most. Now start talking ..
Okay, see, we got places in each part of Paragon. One in each. I can't tell you where all of them are, but look for the diamond, the club, the spade or the heart. That's the hideout. No guarantee that there'll be anything in there when you check though! Hee hee haa haa hoo hoo!
That's ... helpful. Nothing else then? Names of leaders and so on?
No no, nothing like that no. Not unless you count .. you know .. that woman.
Yes, we know. We found your friend, No Dice, with his think pan sizzled. Her work?
That's what she does .. that's what she does .. if Jack doesn't get 'em first ... OKAY. I've said enough. Can I curl up and weep for a clean death now?
Once you're in your cell, knock yourself out.
Questioning Log ends.
I was doing some playthroughs of City of Heroes. Now they will serve as memories of a better time ...
A voicemail message arrives. The caller seems to have an Icelandic accent.
Hello, Liberty Force. This is K- I mean, Falcon Force. You may remember I attacked one of your own two weeks ago under the ill-informed impression that she was guilty of a crime she had no part in, and in turn I had some sense duly knocked into me in the process. Honestly, what on earth was I thinking?
Well, in any case, now that I'm no longer suffering periodic dizzy spells from that unfortunate encounter, I'm calling to request a meeting to discuss the possibility of joining your ranks, if the chances of that hasn't completely gone out the window and flown over the War Walls. How does, say, Steel Canyon Campus sound? If that's not possible then feel free to suggest an alternative location. You can call me back on (XXXX) XXX-XXXX.
'Bye.
Sam: "My mind is a swirling miasma of scintillating thoughts and turgid ideas."
Max: "Me too."
Stuff
An email to all Liberty Force members from Falcon Force:
Regarding our "guest" that keeps waltzing out of her cell AND assuming nobody's prematurely and permanently put her out of her misery, I think I have something that can keep her locked down. It's an artifact within my own private collection, a recent item by the name of Steinberg's Time-Lock. I won't go into the details of its history, but it's designed to chronologically freeze a single entity, be it an object or a living being, for an indefinite period. Ideally.
I say "ideally" because, unfortunately, the thing has been partially dismantled somewhere between its creation and my acquisition of it, so in its current state, it's somewhat limited in how long it can keep someone frozen. Perhaps a few days to a couple of weeks, I don't know. But it's worth a try considering the current unsuitability of the base's penal facilities, isn't it?
I'll bring it to the base tomorrow.
-FF
Sam: "My mind is a swirling miasma of scintillating thoughts and turgid ideas."
Max: "Me too."
Stuff
Various System logs for the past few days
Cell A-2 occupied, subject: "Monica Dawson a.k.a Bombardment", reason: "Girl joined then betrayed us, blew up a Crey lab and attempted to ambush and finish a few of us off when we went to investigate"
Cell A-2 vacant, reason: "Subject docile enough to be moved to a status of base arrest, seems to be suffering from amnesia"
Cell A-2 occupied, subject: "Monica Dawson a.k.a 'Bombardment' a.k.a '134'", reason: "Subject broke base arrest and acted abnormally & violently. Subject displaying signs of possession or a split-personality"
Cell A-2 vacant, reason: No reason given, cell opened.
Warning! Reactor temperature reaching dangerous levels!
Warning! Reactor structure damage exceeding 50%! Power output reduced by 78%!
Warning! Cell Power Suppression Fields offline!
Warning! Site-to-Site teleporters offline!
Warning! Reactor temperature reaching dangerously critical levels!
Reactor temperature dropping. Returning to safe levels.
Cell A-2 occupied, subject (Warning, power suppression field offline! Two occupants detected!): "Monica Dawson a.k.a 'Bombardment' a.k.a '134', reason: "Temporarily escaped and inflicted large damage on the base reactor. Almost killed us all", subject: "Dennis a.k.a 'Grunrihn'", reason: "Dennis volunteered to guard her while the field was down. Stop her from escaping. By any means if necessary"
Cell A-2 occupied, subject: "Monica Dawson a.k.a 'Bombardment' a.k.a '134'", reason "Just Dennis leaving the cell"
Power rerouted to Cell Power Suppression Field A-2.
Warning! Power Suppression Field A-2 circuitry damaged!
Warning! Power Suppression Field A-2 offline!
Warning! Teleportation detected in Cell A-2!
Cell A-2 vacant, reason: "Monica, or '134' as she now calls herself, apparently fried the suppression circuits while they were still off with some kind of EMP. Soon as everybody thought the field was back up and she was secure, she damn went and teleported right out the base through her mediporter. Logs show she went to Croatoa, then apparently headed north out the city. Bex thinks back to this 'Northern Watch' place the girl has been going on about"
I can't be bothered to think of something amazingly wise or witty to show how much of a genius I am, just take my word for it.
*This is a private, audio record by Iron Vanguard, also known as Athena Dawnlight*
"Record 19...start. It's been a while, huh.
I've been slipping in and out of existance. Haven't been able to control it until recently. Think I can use it to my advantage, until I fully restore. Might be a similar condition to Babel, except unlike her, I was already unstable and so I "died" faster...Except, I can't die.
*Athena sighs*
Immortality, huh.
...
It's been difficult to reassert my powers. I'm worried. Last time, because of my err in judgement, they died...all of them. 11,565,243. The day I forget is the day I know I'm not worthy to be called a "person" anymore.
And I'm worried it'll happen again. They fluctuate, they slip...I used them today. Stuck to just modifiying attacks I've used before. Could use some practise- left myself too open when attacking. Almost got my head split open by a thrown boulder, and I'm not to sure on my ressurection technique yet.
Speaking of today, I...have doubts. About the morality of it. It's all very well for Sol to just go "they're criminals, they're wrong", but he's still so young. So naive. We're all just different shades of grey, and I know it. I'm sure that if he looked hard enough, he would do.
I told Flower she could go. I wouldn't prevent her leaving if she wanted to. But...The Corporation...I had to try to stop them, even if my heart wasn't in it. I think I could have done better, but they were...They didn't seem like villains. Not even- what did she call herself?- Amber. Just...different shades of grey.
I let them go, in the end.
*Athena sighs again*
Honest for the record, girl...
I used to be so sure. That was wrong, this is right. But it's not that simple. I'm not the same girl who thought that. Sometimes I wish I was. It would be so much easier.
Maybe it's what that woman said. Perplexite, I think it was. If we were what Paragon called heroes...
...
I...will need to think. All I can do for now is what I think is right. I'm not sure I'll ever be comfortable with any side.
After all, it's just different shades of grey.
Iron Vanguard, signing out."
*Record Ends*
((That 8-digit number Athena mentions near the beggining may be a bit off. It's in the 11.5 billion range. I'll edit it once I can check it, if I can.))
AERIAL ASSAULT THREAT REPORT; FOR LIBERTY FORCE MEMBERS ONLY
Case number one
THE DECK
Identified main leadership structure; not unlike a deck of cards.
KINGS OF SUIT
The Kings follow a primarily "lead through example" manner. They are first and foremost warriors and should not be tackled alone.
QUEENS OF SUIT
The Queens are more vocal orators, providing 'moral' support if such a thing exists for The Deck. They are still competent fighters however, so do not underestimate their abilities.
JACKS OF SUIT
The Jacks appear to be the information gatherers of The Deck. They are very smart and have a surprising amount of guile about them. These targets are priority, however, they aren't as insane as their comrades and will flee if given the chance.
Case number two
The Clan Eclipse; Eastern Faction
Members of the Eastern Clan Eclipse have been sighted in and around Paragon City and the Rogue Isles. These are confirmed but not very meaningful reports. Advised to keep vigilant. They do not wear any sort of uniform, but stick mostly to purples and blacks.
Case number three
Gathering of known Liberty Force enemies
Through numerous sources, we have become aware of a gathering of some of our previous and current opponents:
Monica (Bombardment)
Scarlet (The Legion)
Pseudonym (Independent)
The Felsmith (House of Dread)
As well as some other different faces. Heroes are advised to exercize caution when acting alone in the field.
END REPORT
I was doing some playthroughs of City of Heroes. Now they will serve as memories of a better time ...
*A recording sent to all Liberty force members with a communicator, a holographic image of Andrew Scott appears in front of you*
Hero I.D: 13159
Code name: The Thunderer
A major update regarding the security of our base.
All members, upon acceptance into Liberty Force are given a communicator, they will now be upgraded to include a variety of functions that should make sharing information with each other a lot easier.
As you may have noticed, each communicator has been upgraded with a holographic system capable of displaying any information contained within our database, this includes any information of our own personal nemesis' and the villainous organisations located in and around Paragon. They also act like any mobile phone device now, access to the internet, able to make calls, etc. This feature was simply added to make them more handy for use outside of official Liberty Force business.
Each communicator will now have isomorphic controls, this means you and only you will be able to use them until the user is declared deceased at which point it will power down until activated by a registered member of Liberty Force.
Further, most of the controls within the Aquabase will now have isomorphic controls, only a registered member of Liberty Force will be able to access anything vital within our base of operations, this includes but is not limited to the main database, the cells, our power supply and other various systems.
Our cells are currently being upgraded as well. The basic structure and power suppression system will be improved by Kate, while access to the cells has been restricted to members with special clearance*. This will keep accidents like the one involving Monica to a minimum, if not halt them altogether. Members without the proper clearance will not be able to unlock the cells once they have been closed.
To aid further in keeping the Aquabase free from harm, from this moment on, the cells will not be used to keep prisoners in for more than is absolutely necessary, this means no more long stays for prisoners as any relevant information we need will be extracted via interrogation before the prisoner is relocated to an appropriate prison, such as the Ziggurat penitentiary.
Our teleportation system has been upgraded so that only a recognised member of Liberty Force will be able to access the base unaided. This was a personal choice I made after a surprise visit by an FBSA agent, they have been informed that our codes have been changed and any further visits will need to be authorised by a registered member beforehand. Any guests will also need to be accompanied by a member to gain access. Anyone without the proper clearance will immediately activate the new security protocols placed within the Aquabase. This was all explained to the FBSA as a matter of tightening security.
As a final measure, a series of androids are being created by myself and Kate, their primary function will be as security guards for the base. Any unauthorised entry into the base will immediately activate them, each android will be fitted with a pulse rifle capable of firing a concentrated energy beam that should render most enemies unconscious, but do no lasting damage.
After talking with the FBSA, it was decided that no more than 30 of these androids can be active at any one time, their use will be solely limited to the Aquabase to stop their weapons technology from falling into enemy hands.
The prototype should be ready very soon for presentation.
Thank you for listening and please feel free to use the recording capability's of your own communicator to upload vital information into our database. Keeping up to date on current affairs is vital if we are to succeed against our enemy's.
Thunderer, signing out.
(OOC Note: Special clearance* simply means anyone within the sg with the rank, trusted hero. Although IC there are no official ranks within Liberty Force, it just makes it easier =) )
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*a message send to all members from Kate*
Yesterday evening I launched a satelite into earths orbit, it carries a large amount of nanobots and enough raw materials to make almost any sensor we might requre to track things down. the launch made the news as people saw the missle as it made it's way into space, I don't think there is enough evidence to point at us but I will warn people in advance next time I have to launch something.
Kate signing out.
bex.log
good news. in remission. almost recovered. remember thank Auxiliary & Kate.
bad news. Dennis rejection. curious: expected disappointment still disappointing. values personal strength and favours own species. also implied i am annoying. however, he already formed new friendships with young violent suicidal alcoholic girls (Hailey cross-ref.Hella Hardcore). stung a little. jealous not of her but him. makes friends easily despite cultural differences + antisocial gruffness + etc.
attempted visit pocket d to widen own social network. intimidating. pre-existing social cliques. Quantanimator's assistance not enough. will try again later date.
end.
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((Although not a log, this ties in to the fight with the Daemoncade))
The Felsmith appeared on the pad, still wreathed in his protective bubble
"They attempted to kill you? How amusing."
The Felsmith instantly bowed before his master.
"The heroes are fighting the Daemoncade. Everything went as planned."
"Yes, I know Felsmith. Come, let us watch."
The fight begins, the Daemoncade raining down blow after blow on the enraged Crawford, to no real effect
"They will not die, my lord."
"That was never the intention, Felsmith. The Daemoncade is a weapon of terror. You should know this."
"Of course, my lord. I apologize."
The fight rages on. The Daemoncade spends much of its time either uselessly swinging at Albedo or attacking Crawford
"My lord, it will not achieve the desi-"
"I am aware of this, Felsmith. A moment."
The red hooded master leans over the scrying well, and utters some commands into the Daemoncade's mind.
The Daemoncade proceeds to attack the incorrect target!
"Uh .. my lord?"
"Utterly intended Felsmith. You see .. our 'allies' think us to be fools. Provided, this may not be the best example. But I will not be ridiculed forever."
"Why do you not simply launch the armies upon them?"
"And ruin what I called home? I think not."
The fight begins to end
The red hooded master leans to the scrying well again and orders his minion to destroy their ally. The Daemoncade resists!
"Perhaps the bonds were-"
No, the bonds are sufficent. They will fear a loose beast more than they will fear a directed weapon. It will be even worse when it is a directed beast, no?
"I admit, I do not follow this plan, but you are my master and I your servant, your word is law."
"Good. Mindless obedience. Exactly what I need from my minions."
"It cannot stay loose forever, master.
"Can it not? I think it can. And it will keep being loose until I decide otherwise. Now, get back to your anvil."
"I obey, master!"
The Felsmith bows and leaves his master to his scryings.
The red hooded master looks at the well. The Daemoncade emerges from the ruins unscathed. Just as planned. Or just about.
I was doing some playthroughs of City of Heroes. Now they will serve as memories of a better time ...
Journal of Luciana Crawford
((The following is written in red ink inside a mundane unmarked composition book. The handwriting is in cursive and rather eloquent looking.))
This is a journal to contain my thoughts. I do not know how well this will turn out. I am not adept at transferring my thoughts into words.
However, I find myself unable to sleep again. So, I will try writing. It is less painful than my other outlet.
It would probably be more efficient to use a computer or record my voice, but the motions of the pen are soothing.
My name is Luciana Crawford. I am not sure if this is my true name, but it is still an identity.
I am a survivor of the destruction of Galaxy City. My body was broken. I should not have survived, but I am still here.
My mind was also broken. It did not survive as much. I remember little prior to awakening in a hospital in Atlas. I remember how to fight. Why was that not taken too?
Through a series of circumstances, I am now an agent of the FBSA. My partner, Agent Ravenhawk, tells me I was employed with them before my accident.
I do not know what to make of him. he talks a lot, yet says little. He has me at an advantage and knows it. I know it too. However, he has given me a purpose. For that, I am thankful.
We are both currently assigned as liaisons to the Liberty Force; a group of advanced peacekeepers. Very advanced. I am unsure where they acquire the backing necessary for such lavish operations, but it is a point of interest.
Most of them do not enjoy our presence much. I am trying to change that.
However, I lack my partner's charisma. I envy him for that.
Today was eventful. Earlier, my partner and I joined Liberty Force member Bex Brooke. Unlike my partner, she is very direct. She also thinks and speaks very fast. I wish I could put my thoughts into words so quickly.
At one point she asked me what I wanted. It is the first time someone has asked me that without malice. She is a curious woman.
Together, we operated in Atlas, striking against criminal hideouts uncovered though a contact gained in the FBSA. The missions themselves were standard, save for the last; a trap by Doc Quantam. In the end we captured him. He is probably free by now. He has good lawyers. I dislike lawyers.
Later that evening, I assisted Major Tanis Vajara in tracking down an energy signature. I have much respect for her. More than I can convey in a notebook. She saved my life today. I was prepared to die, but I am still here. *A section here is scribbled out*
We were also joined by Miss Albedo One Hundred; a scientist who can manipulate a variety of weather-based powers. I believe she was also drawn by the odd energy signatures. This was not my first time meeting her and it was fortunate that we encountered each other. Her mind is sharp.
Around other scientists, I usually feel uneasy. I do not know why.
The facility we were in was heavily damaged when we arrived. There was much fire, and it smelled like rage. There was also a drumming sound in the distance.
We fought our way though many demons. At least, I believe they were demons. I am not unfamiliar with demons, though the ones I usually fight are personal.
As we made our way through the halls, I entertained thoughts of striking out against Major Tanis Vajara. I believe these were induced by the demons. They were unsavory thoughts. I feel ashamed.
Due to my state, I cannot give an accurate description of the events that happened when we reached the room in the back. That is beyond the scope of this journal in any case. I have already filed a report.
There was a woman; Monica. I believe she was a former Liberty Force member gone Rogue. It is no wonder they distrust strangers.
There was also a green demon which I attacked, but it was shielded. It then summoned a bigger demon and fled.
At this point I remember red. Pain. Rage. Lots of blood. All of it my own, I believe. If not for my comrades, I would not be here to write in this journal.
The giant demon of fire; I continued to attack it even when I knew it was futile. Even when my body cried for me to stop. I could not stop. I did not wish to stop. I was not frightened during the battle. Now, several hours later, I sit here in a small room and scrawl into a notebook and I am frightened.
The demons can induce rage. However, I cannot truthfully determine where the demon's influence ended and my own began. Even now, I sit here and think unsavory thoughts. I wi*several sentences are scribbled out*
I was wrong. This is not soothing. Perhaps a more familiar method will work.
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Babel's Diary
I returned last night after a hiatus of healing myself; spiritually in the main. New faces as always, Liberty Force appears to be waxing in terms of membership.
We met with Pseudonym. I could barely contain myself. He wants to betray his new 'friends' to us, in return for who knows exactly what. He offered to cure me, as long as we allowed him to take a civilian life. Of course we declined.
Then I gave him back a gift he had given me - sadly not the cursed virus he had infected me with - it was, I think, the mortal he had taken over in order to enact his foul deeds. I still heard the poor man's voice as we left Pseudonym. I feel better.
Andrew found a twisted skull. I'm not sure if Pseudonym actually took another life to restore me, but looking at my right hand it seems that my skin colour is returning to normal from its purplish hue.
Everything is very confusing: Did Pseudonym cure me? Did he take another life to do it? And does he really want to help us defeat the villain, Scarlet? What further price will we pay if we do help him?
Andrew took some blood last night, in an attempt to see if the cure has been enacted. Various members of the team are all researching into the factions that present themselves as enemies of Liberty Force.
And I desperately want to see Sol.
11.38pm 6th November 2011 - An apartment complex in Steel canyon
Andrew walked through the door, one eye closed as he tried to stay awake.
He'd had a full day in costume, fighting the Rikti, going to another dimension to fight who knows what, Megan coming back and trying to get through to Max again, to no avail of course. He was tired, physically and mentally.
The first thing he heard was the t.v on in the living room, a sort of rock music playing on repeat. As he walked in he saw an arm slumped over the side of the couch, a DVD was playing on the t.v, having gone through the movie once it was now repeating the song played over the options.
Switching it off he looked down at the sprawled out teenager on his couch, fast asleep and snoring slightly, he thought about waking him to go to his room but decided against it, he looked comfortable as he was.
After fetching a blanket to put over Bolt, his sidekick and now ward, he went to his own room, fully intending to get a decent nights sleep.
As he started to undress he noticed the lights of Steel canyon seeping through his curtains, he opened them a little, just enough to see the streets below.
He saw a dark alley across the street, there was no-one around but he just kept thinking any second now, someone would scream, or yell for help, that he would need to jump out of the window, swoop down and save someone.
Any second now...
He wondered what he would do if a scream did come, if someone screamed for help because some thug wanted a little fun, because they needed money and saw a chance to exploit someone. He wondered if he would just leave it for someone else to handle so he could get some sleep.
After a few moments he went to the mirror, taking a long hard look at himself. He never used to have thoughts like that, so why now?...a pointless question, he knew exactly why.
His gaze hung over his communicator, the one he always kept in his ear, the one he never took off regardless of where he was or what he was doing.
His hand hovered over it for a minute, his gaze intensified, all he had to do was take it off.
"No...not yet....not yet"
He lowered his hand, backing away from the mirror and finishing undressing himself, he climbed into bed, immediately appreciating the comfort and warmth it provided.
There were things left to do.
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bex.log
Civil. name ironic.
have left Liberty Force. combination of factors. Civil only a trigger.
lack of recognition: still denied security protocol access (can hack. not the point). lack of support. no trust. no friends.
honesty: speculate further personal reasons. social awkwardness around Dennis. depression following recent illness; feelings of inadequacy, feeling that personal sacrifice has gained nothing, isolation, loneliness.
did not need further denigration.
ashamed of personal weakness. will seek other methods + resolve.
end.
OMG! How like, totally kewl are these characters?!1
Bored. Only reason why I'm doing this. Having kept a diary since I was like... 10?
Doesn't matter.
So! Here I am! Official member of a super group! Pretty cool one at that! Well... Base is, at least. I already know the computer systems hate me, and I get the feeling most of the others don't like me either. Heard Andrew (he's like a second-in-command or something) talking about me to soldier girl and mopy last night, even though he was the one who said it wasn't nice to talk behind people's backs! Hypocrite!
They kinda suck, actually. Fledgling? Hero wanna-be? I can be a good hero! I'll show them!
Bad thing about this place: practically everyone is so damn serious! Can't loosen up at all! Of course I can't shoot an apple off someone's damn head from over a billion miles away yet, but they don't have to treat me like a little kid! Worst role-models ever! "Don't aspire to be better, you suck, so get out!". Sheesh.
Least the food is good.
.net
I can't be bothered to think of something amazingly wise or witty to show how much of a genius I am, just take my word for it.
My friends,
I send you this message from the depths of space and so I must be brief before I go out of range.
Myself and proud members of Liberty Force tracked down what was once Monica. She had become a twisted tyrant of her own private dimension, and while we were able to defeat her into submission, not before she activated a portal to Praetoria!
We could not allow her to wreak havoc on another world, but our attacks only destabilised the portal as it was powered from the other side, causing it to open a rift into deep space!
While some counselled that she should be killed, I took it upon myself to grab her and some air inside my shield and take us both into space where she can harm no one!
I tried to reason with her while our air lasted, but it appears Monica has been overwhelmed by the compulsion of her programming. A irresistable compulsion that will only make her cause more suffering!
I can sustain her lifeforce with my own for some time. I do not know exactly where I will take her, but I plan to find a place to hide her from her allies until we can return to help her and remove this compulsion.
Unfortunately, I expect to be some time in doing so. The cosmos is vast and full of danger.
I apologise again for my absence. Know that I think of you always, my friends. Athena, little Yessica, and especially Donna, all of you. Until then, look to the stars!
- Prince Solar
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=Entry of Mary's journal=
Today I ran out of antidote but like my usual self I didn't want to burden anyone with my problems. I think Bex knew, she always seems to worry about me even though we have only met recently, she is pretty cool and I admire her, I wish others would see it as well as I suspect she is very lonely.
Bex picked up something on the radio or something and said help was needed in preatoria, Keyes. Even with the knowledge of not having antidote to stop my venom from harming me I decided to help anyway, I hoped it would be quick so I wouldn't have to use my abilities that much but the fight dragged on and eventually we couldn't stop Anti-matter but we did safe the city, for now.
I could already feel the venom destroying me from the inside on the way back but the adrenaline from the fight made it bearable and I think nobody noticed. Once we arrived back at the base we gathered in the garden, a truly beautiful place in the darkness of the bottom of the ocean, I decided to sit down on the couch there as I felt the adrenaline slowly dissipating to be replaced with pain. once again I think Bex noticed it first but called it stress and gave me a massage, she's actually pretty good at it even if it wasn't very sensual, she was talking about working it off and offered to spar with her, it would get some adrenaline going as well to help with the pain. The others followed as well, claiming they needed drinks and since the gym has a bar it was as good a place as any.
Bex and I arrived first, followed by the others. Bex went of to change and Violet started talking about not wanting to spar, she was afraid to hurt people. I offered to spar with her sometime as she didn't have to worry about hurting me because of my regeneration abilities. To my surprise she wanted to take me on on that offer immediately and felt kinda sad I didn't get to spar with Bex.
I tried to make it a fair competition by not using my offensive abilities, it would make my condition even worse anyway, so far I managed to not let anyone worry me. I fought violet and got a hold of her a few times but she managed to escape by using cheap magic tricks. I managed to point a spine at her neck to let her know I got her, maybe this was the last drop as I felt more venom entering my blood. We sparred for a little while longer until Lady babel made us stop as she thought it was starting to look like something people might want to pay for on the internet which I thought was kinda amusing.
Not so amusing was all the magic goo I had on me because of violets tricks, Bex went to get me a towel but when she came back violet had already removed it with a spell. I felt kinda sad for Bex, she means so well but people seem to take away her chances. We had some drinks and I felt my body trembling as my body tried to fight the venom, the pain was getting worse as well but I think I managed to hide it quite well. Andrew must have noticed but he probably thought I was cold or something as he put my coat around me. I was still blind at the moment to see people were willing to help me.
It didn't take much longer before the venom overwhelmed me and I had to support myself on Bex, I finally gathered the courage to tell them I am NOT fine and I needed help, everyone reacted quickly and before I knew it Andrew was carrying me to their science lab. I felt really small in his arms and really embarrassed for not having the courage to ask for help earlier, I had only made things worse and the hope that the venom would be broken down by my body naturally soon vanished as I felt myself fighting to stay conscious as Andrew placed me on a table underneath a huge machine I suspect was a scanner of some sorts.
The rate at which the venom was breaking down my body was slightly faster than it regenerate, there was a serious chance of dying and it scared me more that I would have ever imagined. Soon they came up with various treatments, two would be for short term and the third one would at least have taken more time, time I probably didn't have. one of the other two involved magic and something about body and souls, I have to admit I might have missed a lot of the conversations as tried to stay awake. the other one would involve nanobots that would break down the venom but would cause severe damage to my body as well, they would shut down the nanobots with an electric charge through my body. I'm really not a big fan of magic, especially when it involves souls but the other option didn't sound very appealing either, at least it would be fairly quick.
As time was starting to run out I decided to take my chances with Bex's option of the nanobots, they gave me a sedative and Megan did something to my mind so I wouldn't experience it. when I woke up I could feel the venom was gone but I was still in pain as my body started to repair the damage the venom and the nanobots have caused, at least it was slowly fading now. It didn't take long before I felt confident enough to stand on my feet again but had to find some support with Bex at first, she has been very supportive and I think I found a very good friend in her.
Violet returned with a potion of some sorts that would act as an antidote, after dismissing her help earlier I felt bad about it and decided to at least give it a try. I drank the potion and if it wasn't for her warning I think she was trying to poison me, it was the most foul tasting drink I ever had.
Andrew insisted that I would spend the night at the base to keep an eye on me and after what happened today I really didn't feel like opposing anyone and asked where I could find a bed as I felt like being alone for a while. Bex offered to show me to a room and on my way there I confessed how stupid I felt about not asking for help, she said she can relate to it, I lost count on how many times I gave her a hug today and I didn't care as I wrapped my arms around her once more. I'm not sure why but I asked her if she could stay until I was asleep, she agreed and held my hand. it was nice feeling loved again.
Kate uploaded some video footage to some Liberty Force members who might know what to do with it.
the footage shows Annamary running arround the base like she is being chased by something, she eventually locked herself up in a prison cell and look genuinely scared of something.
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http://union.virtueverse.net/wiki/The_Thunderar - My main, under construction
//Record 20 Start
We had an intruder in the base.
Again.
On wednesday, I was just flying around Paragon when I got a...feeling. I went to Kings Row, called out anyone available to give me a hand- only Will. It seems like after that the base was quite empty.
The feeling was familiar. It felt like...It. But weaker, thankfully, not the same, just somewhat alike to it. It was pretty blatantly bad news, so we fought it.
We were also aided by three other heroes. A large mechanical being called Steam Centurion, a super hero called Close Kombat, and... I forget the name of the other.
We fought the being. Tough, definately quite tough. It seemed capable of absorbing most attacks directed against it. Eventually it retreated, but not before it gave some last words...Such as that it was a distraction.
I didn't think much of it at the time, as we hadn't recieved any alerts via the base computer, and there was nothing on the logs.
And yesterday, that's what tipped me off to there being something wrong.
The logs were too clean. There wasn't even the usual chatter or junk that we got through, like alerts to yet-another-arson. There was literally nothing there. After consulting with Kate, she confirmed that they had been wiped clean.
I tried to gather as much information as possible. Hex told me that the magic wards had picked up some telepathic communication passing through them, but nothing more. Security footage shorted out in a pattern too and from the teleporters and the computer room- where I am typing this now. Both events occured while the base was empty, as, I suspect, did the file wiping. I am planning on checking the teleporter logs, but frankly, as the base was supposed to be empty at the time, I doubt they would tell us much- the intruder covered their tracks well.
To make matters worse, upon checking police records, several alerts had been forwarded to us during our "blind" period. The Legion had been active in Kings Row, but with no confirmed reason for their presence. But I have my suspiscions, and I am beggining to be proven right. People are beggining to be reported missing, more of them than usual, in the areas were the Legion were. Scarlet's up to something.
Hex has managed to create a curse breaker. It should prove useful in finally capturing some of the Legion. She suggested we bust in on some random Ley Line locations- there was a chance we'd meet Scarlet. And at very least most of them have Circle, or Pantheon or- as we found out- Carnies on them. Unfortunately, this time, no Legion minions were to be found.
Megan talked to Scarlet. She doesn't appear to have gotten much that is relevant.
What is still bugging me is how the intruder got in. The teleporters should be secure, and that seems to be the point of entry.
We'll all have to keep our eyes out.
Athena Dawnlight, signing out.
//Record 20 Ends
-Kate's log-
During the meeting we learned that someone or something eluded the security measures and entered the base for still unkown reason. evidence points to someone using the teleporter and heading to the mian computer system, all records and log about the event have been tampered with and or deleted.
After searching through PPD records we found out there was some suspicious activity in Kings row that points to Legion.
I also asked for permission to launch additional building materials into earths orbit to finihs construction on the orbital outpost. Although it's not finished, lifesupport and sensors are operational and the main teleporter is connected to the teleporter network.
ps:
Sol took Annamary to the station last night and left her there on her request, after sol left she took a shower and decided not to dress up again as I suspect she was under the impression she wasn't being watched, moments later she started dancing with an imaginary dancepartner. for obvious reasons I have made sure the video images can only be accessed with her permission.
bex.log
new case. Monica/134's former allies ransom her release. 40 hostages on toxin deadman's switch. 5 second lethality. allies addicted to Mary-venom/triple-strength Enriche. difficult problem. exciting.
also casual sex with guy picked up in bar.
good day.
end.
OMG! How like, totally kewl are these characters?!1
-Kate's log-
There has been an incident between Annamary and Marcus, They tried to have sex but Annamary lost control over her powers, injuring Marcus.
Annamary was seen running naked to the medical bay for assistance. The injuries turned out to be not as bad as her behavior was suggesting and Marcus is doing fine.
I believe someone should tell Annamary she should seize this kind of activities until she can control her powers before someone important gets hurt.
-end log-
Questioning Log: Suspect - "No Dice"
Alright, 'No Dice' .. start talking. Tell us everything we want to know.
GRAH! What am I?! PSYCHIC?!
Cool your open think pan bud. You'll be going for a long time for this. So you best tell us what you and your oddballs were doing bombing an ordinary office.
Hee hee hee, AH HAH HAH! Oh if only you knew ..
*sounds of a slap*
Don't think you get any rights here bud, you're less than a scum. Now i'm not gunna ask again. What were you doing there and what else have you got planned?
What I'VE got planned?! Oh nononono, you guys .. you're just so STUPID!
That's right, your boss is Jack Diamonds, isn't it?
Wh- ... what do you know?
A lot, bud. You're not as subtle as you think.
GRAH! Diamonds just told us where to go and what to do, you don't ask questions, ya see? You'd have ta ask the man himself.
Right, now where do we find him?
Ah hah hah hah! Like i'm gunna talk that easy? .... I don't know where he is NOW, or where he'll BE, but ... you just gotta be .. lucky ..
That's right, all you nutjobs are about is luck. But yours has ran out, hasn't it? Hm. Okay, i'll humour you ... I draw 4 cards. You pick Hearts, you tell me everything. Anything else, you go straight back to your cell until tomorrow, right?
A game of chance? A GAME OF CHANCE?! HOW CAN I REFUSE?! That one!
Hearts. Start talking. Or you gunna go back on your word?
FF- ..right, you want Jack Diamonds? I'll tell you how to get to him, but do me a favour and set this thing off when I'm done. 'Cause he'll find me and .. well ...
Right, I understand. What do we have to do to find Jack Diamonds?
It's still luck, man. But i'll tell ya this: You make a name of yourself, keep poking your nose into our beeswax and you'll find him soon enough.
Yeah yeah, we get that all the time bub. But you're not telling me everything, are you?
I'M NOT FINISHED YET. See, Jack's kinda .. well .. he IS violent, but he's not SUPER violent. But what ya could do is put something in code .. you know?
What would you suggest?
Card based stuff. Erm, off tha top of me head, "Avid cards player lookin' fer suitable partner. Favorite suit must be diamonds." Okay that's pretty rubbish but you get the gist?
I think I do. Alright. We'll still need you and your brain to tell us what we want to know bucko, but don't worry, if you're so eager for the death penalty i'm sure a court would oblige.
No man! You gotta off me now! NOW! GET BACK HERE AND KILL ME YOU WUSS! YOU KILL ME RIGHT THIS INST-
Questioning log ends
I was doing some playthroughs of City of Heroes. Now they will serve as memories of a better time ...