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ng_murderworld ([info]ng_murderworld) wrote in [info]marvel_nextgen,
@ 2010-01-25 18:42:00


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Current location:New Orleans, LA
Current mood: amused
Entry tags:antaeus, argo, inactive - alisa lebeau, inactive - entienne lebeau, inactive - lyta braddock-worthington, lady devil, nicholas salem, perenawska, plot-"welcome to murderworld", team - champions

It's the Greatest Show on Earth!
The van that turned down the street in front of the Champion's home looked like any other brown delivery truck. Black and gold letters painting it's side and a man in a uniform consisting of a hat, button-up shirt and shorts the same drab color of his van looking as bored as one could with his job. The van stopped just short of the former night club's entrance. The delivery driver turned around in his seat and rummaged around for the small package he had for the inhabitants.

Hopping out of his van, 10x10 box tucked under his arm, he headed to the door and rapped on it three times. Not waiting for an answer - there was no signature confirmation requested - he set it on the top step and went back to his van, signed off on his clipboard and started the vehicle up.

By the time the door to the old club opened, he was already driving away to carry on with the rest of his deliveries.

The brown cardboard box, ten inches by exactly ten inches was addressed to The Most Worthy 'Champion' and weighed perhaps three pounds at the most. There was no return address.



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[info]ladydevil
2010-02-10 09:51 pm UTC (link)
Eliza was there with them. She wanted to see this to the end. The screens made her feel as if they were being watched. Which knowing their luck they probably were.

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[info]vicious_cycle
2010-02-12 04:35 pm UTC (link)
From his stopped position, the rider howls. Its a terrible, unearthly sound. At the banshee wail, everything glass around begins to shatter. Either he's figured out they're being watched, and the defenses coordinated, or its just a happy side effect of his anger.
Hellfire flowers out from each hand, beginning to warp metal as he only vaguely directs it towards not-Arcade. Right now, he has enough power to spare to take out a little of his anger.

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