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A Super Villain Appears!
Who: Crow and YOU! Well you if you're unlucky enough to be in the bank he's gonna rob.
What: BANK ROBBERY!
When: Tonight~! 8/3/2017 - evening
Where: Genessia City
Warnings: Villain tropes and explosions!
Notes: I will be posting an inside the bank option and an outside the bank option. Please mark which one you are responding to in the subject of your tag.
Waking up in a strange cocoon wasn't Crow's idea of a good end to his vacation. He had been lounging when he felt his eyes grow heavy. The next thing he knew, he was in a cove,
in a cocoon, and had to walk through water to get outside. He looked around the beach as he approached the newspaper stand and hologram. He grabbed the reading materials and quickly skimmed them as he listened to the welcome lecture.
What interesting technology. It wasn't unlike the comm system he had aboard the Sovereign. He listened to the repeating message another two times before he stuffed the flyers inside his armor and took off into the city. A job? Him? Ha! He wasn't about to get some two-bit job and earn money like a civilian or some hero. He needed money so he'd take it. As he listened to the woman on the hologram and read the information, an evil plan was already forming in his mind.
This would would be his. This world would be the seat of the New Crow Empire. He had nothing here but his brain and the armor on his back. Fine. He could work with this. First, he would need the money. Then he would need the power. Once he had power, he'd get minions. With all three of those things, he'd take the world. It was all too easy. Time to start phase one.
Inside the Bank
It was just a few minutes to closing. The lines were short and the tellers tired. The bank was closing in mere minutes and this was the perfect time to strike. Closing time meant storing things, putting away the money, and opening the vault. That was the moment Crow was waiting for. He hid outside the bank for most of the day, watching customers go in and out. The armor clad villain waltz into the building right at the stroke of five minutes to closing and tossed a grenade into the air. It exploded and blew a hole in the roof of the first floor. Crow held out his metal arm, the hole in the palm open and ready to launch another one.
"Alright! This is a bank robbery! Be good little victims and do as the evil villain says. I want all the money you can fit into this bag!" He held up a bag he found in the trash during his stakeout. He moved toward the tellers "Now, let's do this clean. Yeah? One lucky teller is going take me to the vault. I'm filling my bag and then I'll leave without causing any more damage. Sound fun? Good." He laughed as he grabbed one of the tellers with his metal hand.
"I choose you!"
Outside the Bank
He'd gotten the money! Now it was time for the getaway! Crow blew the doors off the front of the bank and ran out through the smoke. A few more thrown grenades exploded. They kicked up dust, smoke, and rocks. He ran down the street toward his chosen getaway spot. It was a sewer entrance just a few blocks away. He could make it to the manhole, he was sure. Then he just had to rip the metal plate off the hole, jump in with his money, and he could escape into the dark filthy tunnels of this city. A perfect plan.
Sure, a bank heist was small time. He knew this but he had to start somewhere. He couldn't build an empire without money. He justified it was building the foundation of his evil reputation in this city. Everyone had to start at the bottom.
What: BANK ROBBERY!
When: Tonight~! 8/3/2017 - evening
Where: Genessia City
Warnings: Villain tropes and explosions!
Notes: I will be posting an inside the bank option and an outside the bank option. Please mark which one you are responding to in the subject of your tag.
Waking up in a strange cocoon wasn't Crow's idea of a good end to his vacation. He had been lounging when he felt his eyes grow heavy. The next thing he knew, he was in a cove,
in a cocoon, and had to walk through water to get outside. He looked around the beach as he approached the newspaper stand and hologram. He grabbed the reading materials and quickly skimmed them as he listened to the welcome lecture.
What interesting technology. It wasn't unlike the comm system he had aboard the Sovereign. He listened to the repeating message another two times before he stuffed the flyers inside his armor and took off into the city. A job? Him? Ha! He wasn't about to get some two-bit job and earn money like a civilian or some hero. He needed money so he'd take it. As he listened to the woman on the hologram and read the information, an evil plan was already forming in his mind.
This would would be his. This world would be the seat of the New Crow Empire. He had nothing here but his brain and the armor on his back. Fine. He could work with this. First, he would need the money. Then he would need the power. Once he had power, he'd get minions. With all three of those things, he'd take the world. It was all too easy. Time to start phase one.
Inside the Bank
It was just a few minutes to closing. The lines were short and the tellers tired. The bank was closing in mere minutes and this was the perfect time to strike. Closing time meant storing things, putting away the money, and opening the vault. That was the moment Crow was waiting for. He hid outside the bank for most of the day, watching customers go in and out. The armor clad villain waltz into the building right at the stroke of five minutes to closing and tossed a grenade into the air. It exploded and blew a hole in the roof of the first floor. Crow held out his metal arm, the hole in the palm open and ready to launch another one.
"Alright! This is a bank robbery! Be good little victims and do as the evil villain says. I want all the money you can fit into this bag!" He held up a bag he found in the trash during his stakeout. He moved toward the tellers "Now, let's do this clean. Yeah? One lucky teller is going take me to the vault. I'm filling my bag and then I'll leave without causing any more damage. Sound fun? Good." He laughed as he grabbed one of the tellers with his metal hand.
"I choose you!"
Outside the Bank
He'd gotten the money! Now it was time for the getaway! Crow blew the doors off the front of the bank and ran out through the smoke. A few more thrown grenades exploded. They kicked up dust, smoke, and rocks. He ran down the street toward his chosen getaway spot. It was a sewer entrance just a few blocks away. He could make it to the manhole, he was sure. Then he just had to rip the metal plate off the hole, jump in with his money, and he could escape into the dark filthy tunnels of this city. A perfect plan.
Sure, a bank heist was small time. He knew this but he had to start somewhere. He couldn't build an empire without money. He justified it was building the foundation of his evil reputation in this city. Everyone had to start at the bottom.
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She blinked when she saw a strange guy running with a bag? What was he taking? Small as Blair was, it wouldn't surprise her if he ran right past her. For her, it was a nice advantage. Blair hopped on the large bag and held on tight with her claws.
"Hey mister?" Blair called out behind him while riding. "What you doing?"
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"I'm a Super Villain and I'm committing a crime. What does it look like?" He asked. Seriously, did it look like he wasn't robbing the bank? If it did, he needed to work on improving the image of his evil actions. Social impact and reach was important for a super villain.
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Blair looked down at the bag, inspecting it, and still filing. "Oh~ so something important is in this thing," Blair commented. Was she making holes on it already? Probably.
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He always hated that book.
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Uh oh, the idea already nailed him sooner than Blair thought. That's okay, Blair had always trolled with villains, or anyone that deserved it really. Blair hung on when he tossed the bag in front. But when she saw that metal arm coming in, Blair jumped up avoiding the attack.
"Woah!"
She landed back on the bag again.
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He makes his way over and cautiously steps between them, not wanting anyone to get an accidental grenade in the face.
"Why not take me? I'm a much better hostage. John Smith. Bank manager. Nice to meet you."
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"Oh? Are you a good manager or just one in title? Can you open the vault?" He asked as his metal hand released the teller and pointed a large metal finger at John Smith. He kept grinning despite the interruption. Dark eyes ran over the old man's clothes before they snapped back to his face. He would wait for an answer before he decided to grab the man or not.
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"Alright then. Kidnapping you should be easier anyway. Old people tend to be light," He said before he swiped the old man off his feet and put him on his shoulder.
"Now then. Let's go to the vault. It's downstairs, right? All banks keep their vaults downstairs." Crow aimed his hand at the floor and launched another three grenades. The exploded, blowing a large hole in the floor. The villain jumped down with the old man on his shoulder.
"MWAHAHAHAHA!"
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He put his hands up like a good little bystander while the thief grandstanded but once he turned to deal with the tellers he threw himself forward, intending to knock the guy down.
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"Civilians shouldn't try playing hero. You're just going to get yourself hurt," Crow commented as he landed.
"Sit down like a good hostage. Or I'll make an example out of you for the rest of these scared people."
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He didn't think he could beat Crow after seeing how he moved, But that wasn't his goal. He was just trying to distract Crow long enough for help to arrive. Surly the tellers or someone would have pressed the panic button by now.
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"Well? I'm waiting? Are you going to leave me hanging? Huh?" Yes, it was a pun but it was an EVIL pun.
"Where is your heroic banter? You're playing the hero, aren't you? A hero has to throw witty banter at the villain. It's tradition!"
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"AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" He threw back his head as he laughed. It was hilarious. This heist was going off without a hitch. All he had to do now was escape down into the sewers! If only he knew he had a quiet ninja on his tail. He was too proud of himself to look back. Run forward and never backtrack. Unless you know there is a hidden chest somewhere. Then backtrack.
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"You trying to be some hero?" He asked, still holding the manhole cover. She was running right for him. He wanted to see just what she would do.
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OUTSIDE
After all the merc had a lot of disposable cash now, what the fuck else was he supposed to do with it?
Save it?
That's hilarious.
And he was almost there too, when one explosion later, what almost struck him as a walking Nexium pill scampered out the front of the bank, sack of money in hand.
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WAIT
"... shit some of that is my money, isn't it."
SHIT.
"HEY. DUDE. BRO." NO. That's the click of a semi automatic being loaded, armor or not he can see a face. If he can see a face he can shoot a face
"GIMME MY MONEY!"
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In that case.
"HAHAHAHAHA! You were too slow! The money is mine!" He slammed the helmet shut and turned down an alleyway. You wanna shoot him? Get running, idiot.
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One blue flash later and there's a hail of bullets from the end of that alleyway instead.
"PUT IT BACK, I ONLY GOT TWENTY FOUR HOURS LEFT ON THE NUTELLA SALE."
Not exactly a battle cry of the ages, but when there's a six foot two body builder in a full body leather gimp suit charging at you down an alley way with a blazing gun, the words that come out of his mouth are sort of just so much sound.
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They blew and sent the dumpster flying through the air and right at Deadpool. You got a gun. He has a dumpster. Shoot that out of the air.
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He'd become fussy and got his money all paid in cash thanks. There was absolutely no reason for him to be in the bank. He didn't even keep it there, no he stuffed that into about a dozen various hiding holes in his room.
So what was he doing here?
Well just moments prior to Crow fucking everything up like a fucker, Kani had been in the process of energetically flirting with one of the tellers.
He'd been doing such a good job too, there was a date planned and everything!
But no, nope. No such luck, now she's screaming under the desk, there's a hole in the ceiling and some sharky looking asshole with a metal arm is making demands.
Rude. RUDE.
And Kani was nothing if not an impulsive creature, which was probably why Crow would find the date placard on the central check table thrown at his stupid, stupid head.
"Hay! People are tryin' ta talk in here, buzz off!"
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"I'm robbing the bank. Be a good hostage and get on the floor. The sooner everyone gives me what I want, the sooner I leave."
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No, instead he goes and hucks the pen holder at Crow. FIGHT HIM.
"Show you hostage, Jabberjaw! Scram!"
He'll remember he's magic.
Give him a minute.
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I NEVER FORGET TO DO MY TAGS EVER NEVER EVER
God hates you for not doing your tags
I HAVE SPOKEN TO GODJESUS AND HE HAS FORGIVEN ME FOR THIS
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