"I should change my name to Scarecrow"
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Post by Boogey on Jul 7, 2016 6:36:28 GMT
 Eat or eaten has always been the rule in New York City. No one should be left alone in the middle of an alley. Especially when monster roam these streets.
Zanii had never really had a place to sleep after leaving his father's assassination group. He's been sleeping on top of rooftops or in the back of alleyways. They weren't uncomfortable, sleeping in those places kept him sane. It sounds weird, but it is what it is. Plus, these were the best ways to save money. Money, was something that was rather scarce for him.
Making his way to a random alley, Zanii adored how the streets lit up in New York City. It always look like some sort of light show, especially during Christmas time. But, he also adored how the dark parts of the streets look. They were home to all that goes bump in the night. He was in fact one of them. When random people were in his home for the night, he'd take advantage of that and get a little adrenaline rush before he slept. He had killed many things in the streets of New York, but most has come from alleys. Hookers, Hobos, Gang Members, and even Drunken Losers, if they wandered into an alley he was planning to use, the area would become a slaughter house.
That night, nothing had seemed to be lurking within the area. It seemed like people have finally wised up and realized that their is maniac roaming the streets. It had actually been a relief for him, especially since he was extremely tired from his journey. Traveling all over the city looking for random events to take part in was always a time passer, but it had tolls on the body. He wished he was able to fly or even teleport, but he was gonna have to see himself doing that in his dream. Reaching the back of the alley, he found a coat sitting on a fire escape of an apartment building. It was three times his size and would be great as a blanket. Laying down against the walls he utter out some tiresome words, "I'm sleeping good tonight."
Spoods
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Post by Spoods on Jul 7, 2016 16:44:51 GMT
[attr="class","mon"]  [attr="class","monlyrics"]私は怪物です [attr="class","monbody"]It's New York. The Big Apple. Probably home to most of america's homelessness. This city while it may be huge has a lot of places where rent is sky high even if the establishment is shit tier. People are hoping that customers will look past the shiity decorum when the price is so high. There must be a reason right? And that's how they get you. Well Klyde for the most part hasn't slept in 3 days. Mainly because of the asshole that is merged with him. Scream being the brat he is, is very picky where he sleeps. He should be low on energy seeing that he has receded into Klyde's bloodstream. In any case Klde would be running along the roof tops with his backpack looking for Apartments while a sort of low rent and a semi-ok living environment. Sleeping in a place where gunshots could be heard around the clock isn't enjoyable. Klyde had a few conversations with Scream, telepathically of course. Klyde talking to himself around others would be embarrassing. It would hurt what little of an ego he has now. Scream alerted Klyde that someone that could give him some energy was near by. A Human Coffee of sorts. Klyde being the guy he is didn't reject the idea. He would find this individual, white haired and all trying to go to sleep. This was good, they could get the sneak attack. He was on the edge of the Building when he launched himself at the person. Scream would start seeping out of Klyde's body preparing to absorb him. Klyde would be reaching for the man's face with his right hand. His other hand would be in his pocket. Hopefully his backpack didn't tear off. That was the case with the last 3. The two didn't know how to limit themselves.
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"I should change my name to Scarecrow"
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Post by Boogey on Jul 7, 2016 17:05:45 GMT
Before entering a deep sleep, Zanii instincts began screaming warnings at him. He had always been aware of his surroundings, so sneak attacks rarely worked. He opened his eyes and looked up to see a man jumping out at him. Wondering if this guy was insane, he rolled out of his aim. Standing up, he picked up his scythe from where he placed it on the ground. He thought about getting a device that shrunk it so he could carry it in his pocket.
"You seem like you're stupid, so I'm gonna help you out. Attacking strangers while they are sleeping isn't very nice." He smiled at the guy before doing some parkour to the nearby fire escape. He started running up the fire escape trying to get this man to chase him onto the roof. The rooftops made the perfect place for some late night butchery. As soon as he reached the roofs, he jumped back to the middle of the roof and dug his scythe into the ground. He doubted that he would need his scythe for this one, but just in case, he was gonna stay around it for a quick access.
He wondered why the man tried attacking him. Was he an assassin too that was sent by his father? Could they be tracking his every move? It could be possible, but this guy was to sloppy, so he couldn't be with his father. He could be a hero who had been studying his actions, his patterns and figured that he could be there at that moment. There was so much possibilities, but it didn't matter. Each one would be cut down and the pieces sent back to the owner.
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Post by Spoods on Jul 7, 2016 17:34:49 GMT
[attr="class","mon"] [attr="class","monlyrics"]私は怪物です [attr="class","monbody"]Huh? Son of a...he dodged it. This was weird seeing that-well, it wasn't weird. Superpowered Humans are everywhere. He should of expected something like this to happen when Scream told him that this person would give him energy. He seemed to be agile. Well it didn't matter. Klyde hasn't met anyone faster than him yet. Plus with Scream...who is low on energy right now. Klyde would have to rely on his Spoder-Sense to get this guy. Or just pure speed. He would latch onto the wall and jump off of it, he then used the building over to jump off of and land on the roof. He would Look at the man with his nerdy ass glasses. Of course being the mess that he his, we wasn't going to be intimidating. And really all Klyde needed was a good nights rest and some food. But seeing that he didn't have either was rather disappointing. "I dont really want to uhhhhh, you know... prolong this. So Imma just try to end this as fast as I can. I hope you won't have resentment for this." In an Instant veins would begin to surface on Klyde's legs, well the person he was attacking wouldn't be able to see this because of the pants he had on. But in a moment Klyde would be moving at mach speed aka the speed of sound. He would be reaching with the same hand he reached last time. But this time he would have his left hand ready just in case the Spoder-Sense telling him to dodge. Which was unlikely seeing that he was moving at the speed of sound. This guy was his (Pause) Unless he could be at the speed of sound. Or unless he has a force field of some kind. Which isn't rare. Either a force field or he had a flamethrower tucked in those pants of his. There wasn't anyway for him to have any sound based weapons.
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"I should change my name to Scarecrow"
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Post by Boogey on Jul 7, 2016 18:18:15 GMT
Zanii was trained for facing different types of foes. This included him fighting a speedster. Speed was something that never really fazed him, with enough training, he could easily run a little lower than the speed of sound. He smiled at the man who shot out at him like a rocket, he could already tell this was gonna be exciting.
With no hesitation, he picked his scythe and swiped upwards at the man. He knew what he wanted, he just had swing in whatever direction he was aiming for. His reflexes and his speed with handling the scythe would be his only defense in handling someone who is running as fast as the man was. If he slipped up, that would be his downfall and potentially his death. He wasn't gonna allow that to happen.
He kept note that he might need to ask this guy some questions after this little fight, so he wasn't gonna "prolong it" like this man said. He was estimating a good hour before the man got tired and if it went over an hour, he would simply jump of the building and head towards a nearby crowd of people. Killing two or three of them would cause some fear and would give him the little boost he needed. "No no no, you have to be quicker than that to stop me. I've faced people 10x your speed, compared to them, you're a walk in the park." It was always good to get inside others head. Getting them to lose control and make mistakes was how he came out victorious in his fights.
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Post by Spoods on Jul 8, 2016 3:06:59 GMT
[attr="class","mon"] [attr="class","monlyrics"]私は怪物です [attr="class","monbody"]Did this guy just anticipate Klyde? Weird but it seems this guy is trained. Which means that this isn't worth pursuing. Klyde would continue chatting with his alien parasite friend thing. It seems it thinks that going any further would just be a waste of energy. They were already low so exhausting more would be useless. This person also might have more weapons. So all of the signs just pointed to just give it up. Jake while flying at the speed of Mach would see the scythe and would catch it with his left hand and would follow up by kicking the man's stomach. He didn't put too much force into it, so if he took the attack he would be sent flying but not very far. Maybe a few blocks? "10x? That's insane, you sure you are still alive?" Bah Klyde was overexerting himself. If the kick landed it probably would of broke some ribs, or his whole rib cage. He needed the guy alive to get his powers. If he was dead it didn't work. This information came from trail and error. Annnnnnd a lot of free time. And being the nerdy looking individual he is, he had a lot of time. While it was mainly spent walking the streets, trying to scope out some spots of interest. He didn't find many of these places. Mostly comic book stores and places where people like him actively spent their time. Which was either in groups or alone. Klyde wasn't really a group person. Even in high school he kept to himself. Unless it was in Law Club. If the attack did land. And mind you, Klyde was still moving at Mach. He would use Scream to reach out and grab to guy in the air. Maybe he would still be breathing? Hopefully. While a dead body isn't hard to hide as Scream could just break down the body. This guy could have connections, which would be troublesome. After this whole commotion Klyde will find a rock to sleep under.
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"I should change my name to Scarecrow"
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Post by Boogey on Jul 9, 2016 8:19:47 GMT
Letting go of the scythe, Zanii was barely able to jump back. Luckily, the man's foot only grazed his t-shirt. Now he was weaponless. He let out a frustrated sigh and began to look around. He had some fear stored in him for emergency uses and him against another super without a weapon seemed like an emergency.
Taking a deep breath, he accessed the stored fear and empowered himself. He calmed himself and notice there was a metal pole to his left, he could use that to at least defend himself. He didn't know what this guy was, but for some reason he was intrigued. If he didn't kill this guy, he was gonna make a comrade out of him. He'd make the perfect trump card in a war.
Running towards the pole, Zanii noticed the distance between the rooftops. He could easily hop across them like they were small puddles in the streets, but if he did, he had to lose the man so he could come back for his scythe. That was if the man didn't take it of course. Ripping the pole straight out of his place, he took off in a dash towards the edge, but before reaching the very edge, he leaped across to the next building. It looked as if he glided through the air, but it was all skill that made it look that way.
Now on top of the new rooftop, he turned to the man and gave him a wink before running off into the darkness of the roof. This was the perfect opportunity to use stealth and observe the man closely so he could figure how to beat him.
Spoods
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