Mutants and Masterminds: Freedom City

Re: Hell!

Sir Osis of Liver said:
After spending most of the day pacing back and forth in his littile appartment staring at the earpiece sitting on the table, James snatches it up and puts it in his ear, "All right I'm in, even if none of the others are. What's next?"

“Please report back to the Hanover building tomorrow at 9 A.M.” A voice responds over the earpiece. “Mr. Benson will meet you there.”
 

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Velocity will spend the day around the house, only going out if there is a really strong need for him to. Otherwise, he'll take it easy until the planned meeting time the next day.

He will wake Leech up early enough to get ready and be on time for their 9:00AM appointment time.
 

Cosmo partied late into the night and later, when company had left his apartment, he considered the job opportunity. Finances were indeed difficult to master, even this apartment was a gift from the landlord (whom he had saved several days earlier), Cosmo thought.

He found his clothes and dug out the earpiece he had been given. After a few more moments of contemplation, Cosmo placed in his ear and called up Mr. Benson. "Mr. Benson, this is Cosmo. I am willing to entertain the idea of employment to assist this culture."
 

Keia said:
"Mr. Benson, this is Cosmo. I am willing to entertain the idea of employment to assist this culture."

“Please report back to the Hanover building at 9 A.M.” A voice responds over the earpiece. “Mr. Benson will meet you there.”
 

bkmanis said:
Please report back to the Hanover building at 9 A.M.” A voice responds over the earpiece. “Mr. Benson will meet you there.”

9:00am? What a frightfully early time to awaken, Cosmo thought. Perhaps I should sleep some this afternoon so that I will be awake come morning, and so it doesn't interfere with my night's activities. Of course, sleeping must wait until my daytime dramas are completed.
 


Vardeman said:
Tauro finds the earpiece he was given and talks into it. "Ummm... hello?? Mr. Benson?? This is Tauro... I'm in..."

“Please report back to the Hanover building tomorrow at 9 A.M.” A voice responds over the earpiece. “Mr. Benson will meet you there.”

______________________________

North Freedom City
Hanover Tech Center
Monday May 5th, 2003

Each of you shows up at the Hanover building at 9 A.M. to find Mr. Benson waiting for you.

“Good morning gentlemen, if you will follow me please.” He says then leads you into the building. “Please take a seat.” Benson says as you enter a briefing room.

“Please pass the earpiece I gave you forward, they are short ranged and have limited battery life so they won’t do you much good. We are supplying you with these communicators, which have a longer range.” He says as he passes out new earpieces.

“First there are a few things we need to go over, you all have read the non-discloser requirements. It is important that Mr. Fortune not be connected to this group in any way. We want this team to stand on it own merits, not be taken as a publicity stunt the media would make out of it. Secondly the name of the team, since you will be the front men of the team we are letting you decide on the name, within reason.” He says with a slight smile. “We have to thing of public relations so the name will have to be something the public would except. Next are your costumes, it was thought that a more uniform costume, something that would identify you as part of the team, would be better identified by the public. Of course we will leave this up to you, we are not trying to tell you what to wear.” He pauses for a moment. “Also Hell, it is thought that your name may cause issues with the public, you may want to think of a more public friendly name. Again we are not forcing you to change your name, these are concerns brought up by our PR group.”

“If there are any questions now is the time to ask. After this little briefing I will take you to the main facility where the team doctor will give you a once over.” He raises his hand before any of you can interrupt. “We are not trying to pry into your personal life, this exam will be to identify your medical status in case of a medical emergency. Allergies and so forth that our medical team my need to know if you are injured.” He looks to each of you. “So are there any questions?”
 

"Yeah, I think maybe we oughtta introduce ourselves and such. I mean I for one didn't know I was joining forces with some guy named Hell. What kind of name is that? You're gonna scare the crap outta some poor kid." As he looks around at the group he begins. "My name's Leech. I guess you could say that my area of expertise is in manipulating people. I drain their powers, posses them, etc. Now as for a team name, how about something cool. Something that other people like us would want to join because it says we're cool. How about..... X Factor or something like that. Y'know mysterious, cool, but yet subdued so that the public dsoesn't think we're vulgar or anything." Looking at somebody else at the table, other than Hell, he speaks up again. "So what do you do?"
 

Velocity watches as Leech rambles on about team names, his abilities and whatever else he is talking about. When he finishes, Velocity says simply, "You talk too much and have too much energy. Must be all that beauty sleep you get sleeping until noon or after every day."

Turning to the rest of the group, he continues, "As for me, I believe you all saw what I can do. My abilities are all based around speed. Just a little tidbit though, in case you couldn't already tell, I have a hearing problem," he says as he slides the communicator device back across the table. "I'm afraid this would be useless to me. I can read lips and I know sign language. As you can hear, I can talk with very little impairment as I have not been deaf very long."
 

Hell!

"Sorry kid, but you and the PR vultures can bite me! I'm here to stop criminals, i want them to be scared of me." Hell holds up a finger and generates a miniscule ring of plasma around it. "As far as what i can do? I have the ability to generate waves of super hot plasma. For those who don't know that's the stuff the sun's made from, it's basically hot as hell. I'm not too keen on group uniforms, but we should have a name that reflect our status in this city. I think we should call ourselves the Outsiders."
 

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