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I'm sorry, YOU SLEEP WITH SOCKS ON??? Hell no! You can't be trusted, no one who is comfortable sleeping with socks can be trusted.

Do your feet not get itchy in socks all day?? Aren't your feet extra stinky from keeping them captured all day?? Do you sleep with socks on??

No, no, yes.

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Neurodivergent Coded

You're the one weirdo character who's a weirdo in just the right way. You miss the social cues, you can't flirt, you like things purely on color or texture. You fidget, you can't sit still, your house is either extremely dirty or very neat. Reddit hates you, Tumblr loves you/

NEW CHALLENGE

1. FIRST, create a picrew using this maker, and then 2. SECOND take this quiz on how fandom would see you if you were a fictional character.  3 (THIRD) POST YOUR PIC AND YOUR DESCRIPTION IN THE REBLOG!

Bastard (Good)

You’re a bastard. A wet cat, if you will. And we love you for it. You’re a little shit, but in the good way. You are the baddest babygirl. You killed a man, but you looked good doing it. You flirted with the hero and the enemy. All of Tumblr is madly in love with you. Congrats, I guess?

Tagging EVERYONE but especially @magicaltear, @the-beeses-kneeses, @wafflesrisa, @mykingdomforapen, @marbat, @scientistsinistral, @halberdierminister​!

Needed this

I hope every writer who sees this writes LOADS the next few months. Like freetime opens up, no writers block, the ability to focus, etc etc you're able to write loads & make lots of progress <3

Ehehe Obsidian and Guy

Short Prompt #911

"There exists an infinite number of alternate universes…" The villain said, keeping a calm face as they addressed their nemesis. "…And in none of them, do you get any bitches."

Free the toes!

Why not? You scared?

No, we barefoots don't take our socks off in other people's homes. But toes are meant to be free to wiggle around and feel the cool floor of our own safe home.

No. You’re wrong. No. Toes deserve to be hidden away behind the comfort of socks forever.

Unpopular opinion: The crust is the best part of the pizza, like I'll still eat the pizza itself but the crust is like the desert after the meal. Of course it differs on taste depending on were you get the pizza from...

Obsidian

Character reference for those of you reading my comic, STIRKE!

The Actor

Reference for those reading th comic I'm working on, STRIKE!

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You guys seem to love my banners so, I made some to celebrate pride month! These are free to use for whatever you'd like! (Non-commercial) Credit is appreciated but not necessary <3

Damn... Can we- Can we get a continuation of this? Please?

Snippet #19

AAAHHHH I'M LATE UPLOADING THIS

"There's a lot more to this job than just fighting," the superhero explained, one hand pressed against the hero's back as they moved down the dark alleyway, practically knowing the route by heart now. "Sometimes it's better to use our voices than our fists. Diplomacy. Negotiating with an enemy is never easy, nor is it done often, but there are some cases where it is necessary."

"Like Supervillain," the hero said.

The superhero nodded. "Exactly like Supervillain. Believe me when I say that fighting them isn't worth it - even a victory would be a hollow one at that. Villains with power like their's need to be kept at bay at all costs: the people always come first, Hero. No matter what."

"So, that's what we're here to do, isn't it? T-To negotiate?"

"Yes. Don't worry, I'll do all the talking." The superhero suddenly stopped beside a door, opening it to reveal a narrow staircase. They motioned for the hero to go down, the other gulping a little but moving forwards all the same. "All you have to do is watch quietly and follow my direction."

"I'm meant to be like a witness, right? Just stand there and look pretty for legal purposes?" the hero joked lightly, trying their best to stave off their nerves.

Behind them the corners of the superhero's lips curled upwards in an amused grin. "Yes, something like that."

"I bet the paperwork for this kind of thing is hell," the hero continued. "How often does Supervillain request something from us?"

"Once a year. Twice if they're feeling particularly greedy."

"And what do they ask for? Money, or - I don't know - jewels? Free dental care?"

The superhero merely hummed in response. "You'd be surprised..."

At the bottom of the stairs was a dingy corridor leading into a small, circular room. The walls and floor were concrete - the air cold. Across from them was a second entrance practically identical to the one they'd come through and right at it's threshold stood the supervillain, leaning casually against the doorframe whilst they eyed the watch on their wrist.

"Cutting it a little close, aren't we, Superhero?" they asked. "A few minutes more and I'd have grown impatient."

Their tone seemed to be teasing but there was an edge to it that made the hero shiver, forcing them to take a small step back. The superhero, however, was undeterred.

"I'm never late," they said bluntly.

The supervillain let out a small huff of breath. A laugh or a scoff, the hero couldn't tell, but it hardly seemed to matter when the supervillain's gaze shot upwards, first surveying the superhero and then the slightly smaller figure beside them. They smiled wide, eyes roaming up and down the hero's frame with great interest, the sudden attention enough to make the other squirm on the spot.

"Well, in any case," the supervillain said, standing straight and taking a step forward, "I see you've brought me what I asked for."

The words washed over the hero like ice. Their mouth dropped open and their eyes went wide, turning to the superhero beside them in search of reassurance only for the other to refuse to even look at them.

"S-Superhero? I- I thought we were here to - to negotiate," the hero said.

They were ignored.

"Oh, but we have negotiated," the supervillain supplied instead, eyes still fixed upon the hero with what the other could only describe as a look of hunger. "This, dear pet, is the trade."

The hero shook their head, trying to take another step back only for the superhero to catch their arm.

"No," they said. "No, no, no - you can't. This - you're lying: Superhero, they're lying, right?"

Finally, their superior turned to them, face expressionless as they held the hero's gaze. "The people come first, Hero. No matter what: the people come first."

They let go then, gesturing vaguely to the supervillain in front of them.

"Go," they ordered.

"B-But I--"

"Go."

If they noticed the hero's tears their didn't comment on it.

For a second, the hero simply stood frozen - a numbing surge of betrayal sweeping through them. They knew they couldn't run; knew that they'd be overpowered in seconds if they even tried and if they did then would that...would that be classed as treason? They would be disobeying a direct order from their superior: refusal to follow through was seen as an act of villainy - they'd have their heroic status ripped from them.

The people come first, Hero.

Shakily, they took a step forward. Then another. Their gaze fixed down upon the floor, vision slowly getting blurrier as more tears caught in their eyes.

No matter what: the people come first.

Sacrifice one to save many. The hero guessed it made sense - tried to persuade themself that it made sense. This was just a part of the job. They were just...

Doing...

Their...

Job.

They stopped when the supervillain's boots came into view.

The hero didn't even need to look up to know that the other was smiling down at them - could practically feel the intensity with which the supervillain looked upon them. They jumped sharply as a hand came up to play with their hair, holding their breath as the supervillain began stroking them like they were some kind of pet - another hand coming up to wipe away the tears that fell down the hero's cheeks.

"Hush now, it's alright," the supervillain cooed. "I am going to take such good care of you..."

"You better," the superhero inserted suddenly, and the hero could have sworn the other used to have so much more warmth in their voice than this. "They're meant to last you the year. I won't react kindly if you go back on our deal a fourth time."

Fourth?

God, how many other people had been sacrificed already? Where were they now? The superhero had said they were meant to last a year but what did that mean - what did it mean? Were they going to die?!

The hand stroking through the hero's hair stopped. Slowly their head was tilted upwards, and their eyes were forced to meet the supervillain's.

"Oh, they'll last me," the other said with confidence. "After all, I picked them for a reason - you told me yourself, Superhero: this one does not break easily... Unless I get bored of them, I'll drag them out for as long as I can."

STRIKE #6

*The team stealthy follow the van from the roof tops.*

TELEPORTER: What about me? How can I help?

THE ACTOR: You’ve helped a lot already, we don’t want to put you in harms way so you should stay here.

TELEPORTER: But what if the bad guys come back for me?

THE ACTOR: They shouldn’t find you here if you stay put.

CREAMPUFF: Here.

*CREAMPUFF tosses a small circular object to TELEPORTER that they catch but almost drop.*

CREAMPUFF: In case anyone does come for you, use that.

TELEPORTER: What is it…?

CREAMPUFF: It will help.

*The team continue to follow the van while TELEPORTER stays behind in the alley way.*

THE ACTOR: So what was that thing that you gave Keegan?

CREAMPUFF: Oh, I don’t know.

It fell out of Obsidian’s pocket when we entered the Tipsy Possum.

THE ACTOR: You just gave him an unidentified item that you don’t even know the use of as a self defense weapon!!

CREAMPUFF: Relax, I’m sure it won’t hurt him. At least he isn’t following us now right, I was just getting rid of a distraction.

THE ACTOR: Elizabeth. I know your new at this whole thing but we do not do that. Our objective is to get citizens out of danger not in harms way, that thing could kill him.

CREAMPUFF: I’m sure he’ll be fine.

THE ACTOR: We will be discussing this later.

Gods I’m starting to sound like Guy.

BLURRY FACE: Stop whispering their going to hear us.

THE ACTOR: Sorry.

*The team see the van park at a location of an abandoned art museum and the HOODED FIGURE drag OBSIDIAN out of the van and into the building.*

THE ACTOR: Guess this is our stop.

SPECTRE: What’s the plan?

IN THE MUSEUM

*The HOODED FIGURE drags OBSIDIAN out of the van and into the building, once inside the HOODED FIGURE forces a collar around OBSIDIAN’s throat.*

OBSIDIAN: The hell is this?

*The HOODED FIGURE answers OBSIDIAN by pressing a button on a remote that sends electric shocks to the collar around OBSIDIAN’s throat.*

OBSIDIAN: GAAAA AAHHHH!!!!

HOODED FIGURE: Stay put.

*The HOODED FIGURE gestures to the two henchwomen to keep an eye on OBSIDIAN as he walks out of the room.*

OBSIDIAN: *Nonchalantly* Hello ladies…

MEANWHILE

*The team make their way through the vents of the museum while SPECTRE stays outside on the roof with their tech.*

CREAMPUFF: *Cramped and sarcastically* Nice plan.

THE ACTOR: Oh don’t start complaining, Creampuff.

You signed up for this.

BLURRY FACE: I don’t see anything wrong with the plan.

I find it…

…Cozy.

SPECTRE: *Over the radio* Hey uh…

Your getting close to a bunch of heat signatures so be careful, okay guys?

THE ACTOR: Will do, thank you Spectre.

OBSIDIAN: *On the other side of the wall* Gotta say…

THE ACTOR: Obsidian!

NOT IN THE VENTS

OBSIDIAN: This is kind of a crappy kidnapping.

I mean, no restrictions, the dude who took me straight up left the room and I’m betting those doors aren’t even locked.

Am I right?

*OBSIDIAN points to the main doors of the museum the slowly stands up and walks toward the doors before one of the henchwomen presses a button on another remote and zaps them.*

OBSIDIAN: GAAA!!

Geez lady you got one of those things too?!

SOFI: The name is Sofi, and yes I do.

OBSIDIAN: Cool Sofi, great. 

And who are you?

KAITLYN: Kaitlyn.

OBSIDIAN: Cool, great.

THE ACTOR: *From the vents* Psst-

*OBSIDIAN notices THE ACTOR in the vents and goes over to the vent over hidden from view of SOFI and KAITLYN.*

OBSIDIAN: *Whispering* What are you doing here?

THE ACTOR: *Whispering* What does it look like I’m doing? I’m doing my job and I’m about to save your ass.

OBSIDIAN: *Whispering* What about the Guy mission.

THE ACTOR: *Whispering* Can’t do it without you.

*OBSIDIAN tries to hide a soft smile and blush before being zapped again.*

OBSIDIAN: GAAA!!

*The HOODED FIGURE comes back into the room with another hooded figure wearing a more elegant purple cloak.*

HOODED FIGURE: Their rescuers are here, master.

What is your plan?

THE GREATER BEING: Go, my love. 

I will handel this.

*THE ACTOR, CREAMPUFF and BLURRY FACE exit the vents.*

BLURRY FACE: Spectre! Why didn’t you warn us about the other two?!

*The radio of Spectre’s voice is glitched.*

CREAMPUFF: *Sarcastically* Great.

THE GREATER BEING: Sofi! Kaitlyn! 

Go and be sure Rydel is safe.

*SOFI and KAITLYN run off.*

THE ACTOR: Guy?

OBSIDIAN: Smart move, now your outnumbered.

THE GREATER BEING: Oh it’s funny you think I’m going to fight you.

*THE GREATER BEING presses a different button on the remote and OBSIDIAN stands straight up with blank eyes, then the collar falls off OBSIDIAN’s neck and THE GREATER BEING heads for the door before saying.*

THE GREATER BEING: Attack to kill.

Noooooo

So your just dirtying socks that don't need to be dirty, it's a waste of your washing machine. Go barefoot!!!

Had to jump on this whole sock situation before it becomes a political debate.

Socks would get dirty after a while if you keep wearing them in the house! Just give barefoot it's easier and your socks don't get crusty!

I WASH AND CHANGE MY SOCKS. THEY’RE STILL BETTER THAN BAREFOOT. ALWAYS.

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"Fuck coconut crabs they killed Amelia Earhart!"

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I love them so much.

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Currently working on #6 of STRIKE, might not post it today, sorry guys...

STRIKE #5

*OBSIDIAN wakes up, tied to a chair, in what looks to be a bunker of some kind.*

OBSIDIAN: Hm?

What the-?

Oh shit!

*TOMMY turns the chair OBSIDIAN is tied to face him.*

TOMMY: Good morn’n.

OBSIDIAN: Tommy. Why am I here?

TOMMY: Boss wanted ya.

But you did break the code so the three of us got free rein over ya until the boss gets here.

OBSIDIAN: Who’s your new boss?

TOMMY: No offense but I don’t think yer in the right position ter be ask’n any questions.

*TOMMY gestures to JAY and JACK behind OBSIDIAN with a baseball bat and a crowbar, TOMMY pulls out a pocket knife and cuts the side of OBSIDIANs face.*

TOMMY: Now let's make that lovely costume of yers match yer nice red hair.

*Panel shows “off screen” screams as TOMMY, JAY and JACK torture OBSIDIAN.*

OBSIDIAN: Aaaahhhhh!!!

MEANWHILE

*THE ACTOR, CREAMPUFF, BLURRY FACE and SPECTRE group up back at the HQ. THE ACTOR paces the room in anxious thought, BLURRY FACE and SPECTRE sit at the table CREAMPUFF is sitting on.*

CREAMPUFF: I’m sure they’re fine.

They could have just run away to avoid that whole broken code punishment thing.

Or maybe there wasn’t really one anyway.

THE ACTOR: No, there is a code. Both Obsidian and that goon brought it up.

*THE ACTOR puts a hand to their head.*

THE ACTOR: Oh gods, this was a bad idea.

Blurry Face, do you know anything about this code?

BLURRY FACE: Oh yeah! Not good.

THE ACTOR: *Sarcastically* Very helpful.

BLURRY FACE: Eh, sorry.

The code that they were referring to is probably the Vapira code.

SPECTRE: Vapira?

BLURRY FACE: Yes.

Vapira was a member of nobility in the 1400s before falling into a forbidden love with a knight from another kingdom.

CREAMPUFF: Romantic, but not helpful.

BLURRY FACE: Just listen.

Vapira and the knight were both banished from Vapira’s home kingdom and the village people were sent to hunt the two of them like animals on order of the king and queen as a punishment for treason. 

THE ACTOR: Well that’s brutal.

BLURRY FACE: The villagers caught the knight and, legend says they burnt them alive outside the kingdom walls so Vapira had view of the sight.

SPECTRE: I think I’ve heard this story before…

I’ve read theories that Vapira went to a witch after the knights execution to bring her true love back to the land of the living.

BLURRY FACE: Those theories are just tall tales, lies to tell at a campfire to scare your friends. 

CREAMPUFF: And how does this relate to the code exactly?

*BLURRY FACE looks CREAMPUFF dead in the eyes.*

BLURRY FACE: If someone breaks the Vapira code by either quitting before their contract allows or working with the enemies side…

…Then its considered an act of treason against the cities criminal underground.

They will send out any villains, goons or henchmen to have full rein over what to do the the code breaker.

This can be torture, perminant injury or sometimes even…

…Death.

THE ACTOR: Oh Gods…

We need to get Obsidian out of there now.

BLURRY FACE: Out of where exactly? We still have no clue where they could have gone.

SPECTRE: And, um, I checked all security cameras around The Tipsy Possum…

…Whoever took Obsidian must have avoided the cameras…

CREAMPUFF: So what your saying is we have no lead.

*All of a sudden TELEPORTER comes running through the HQs front door not noticing the heroes inside. TELEPORTER looks like they are trying to hide from someone.*

BLURRY FACE: Woah…

SPECTRE: Um…

Hi there.

*TELEPORTER turns around slowly.*

TELEPORTER: Sorry I didn’t know anyone was in here…

Ah! Heroes! Oh, maybe you can help me!

CREAMPUFF: *Under her breath* Why’d it have to be him…?

*THE ACTOR gives CREAMPUFF a nudge to stop talking.*

THE ACTOR: What is it you need help with?

TELEPORTER: I saw something I shouldn’t have and now a bunch of bad guys are trying to kidnap me!

THE ACTOR: Ok, ok. I’m going to need you to calm down, alright.

What was it that you saw?

TELEPORTER: I think I witnessed a kidnapping.

*The team of heroes a give each other a look.*

THE ACTOR: Can you tell me what the person being kidnapped looked like?

TELEPORTER: Yes! It was Obsidian, the villain. I recognized them from their hair it’s kind of hard to miss.

*BLURRY FACE looks at CREAMPUFF.*

BLURRY FACE: There’s our lead.

CREAMPUFF: Perfect timing.

THE ACTOR: I’m going to need you to tell me everything you know.

LATER:

*OBSIDIAN is left bruised and bloody, very limb, as a knock is heard on the door of the observatory. TOMMY, JAY and JACK answer the door and a figure in a black hooded cloak walks in, the three goons bow. The HOODED FIGURE points to OBSIDIAN and speaks in monotone.*

HOODED FIGURE: Is that them?

TOMMY: Yes, it-it-it-it is er uh sir.

*The HOODED FIGURE walks past the goons and towards OBSIDIAN.*

JACK: Will the be here, or is it just you?

*The HOODED FIGURE turns back to JACK.*

JACK: Sir, sir?

HOODED FIGURE: No. 

The Greater Being will not be joining us this evening. I have been sent alone to retrieve the…

*The HOODED FIGURE pauses and stares at OBSIDIAN silently for a long moment.*

TOMMY: Uh, sir?

Sir? You alright?

*The HOODED FIGURE snaps out of his daze.*

HOODED FIGURE: The captive. 

To retrieve the captive.

TOMMY: Er, yes, uh ok, sir.

I’ll send me boys, Jay and Jack to get the-the ropes…

…You you want us to er, knock em out too, sir?

HOODED FIGURE: No.

I want them to walk themselves to the van.

Untie them.

*All, including OBSIDIAN, look to the HOODED FIGURE in surprise and confusion.*

HOODED FIGURE: That was an order.

TOMMY: Uh, er, right, sir.

*TOMMY gestures to JAY and JACK to untie OBSIDIAN and they do. Once untied, OBSIDIAN throws a weak punch at the HOODED FIGURE who catches their fist and kicks them in the gut.*

OBSIDIAN: Ga- er…

HOODED FIGURE: Start walking.

MEANWHILE

*The team follow TELEPORTER through the back alleys of the old part of town.*

TELEPORTER: I saw them go in there.

*TELEPORTER points to the old observatory.*

THE ACTOR: The observatory…

CREAMPUFF: You look like you know this place.

THE ACTOR: I do, this was Obsidian’s old hideout.

BLURRY FACE: Hey guys, I think its no or never.

*BLURRY FACE points to the van driving away from the observatory.*

THE ACTOR: Let’s move.

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STRIKE #4

BARTENDER: I don't think it's very wise for yer folks to be fool'n 'round here.

THE ACTOR: What do you mean by that?

*THE ACTOR takes a seat at the bar.*

BARTENDER: You er hero folk aren't very liked in these parts.

THE ACTOR: *Sarcastically* Oh really?

What makes you say that?

*Panel shows a group of goons sharpening knives and giving dirty glances over towards THE ACTOR.*

BARTENDER: I'm jus say'n ya'll would leave here if yer know whats good for yer.

THE ACTOR: We can't exactly do that until we get some answers.

BARTENDER: Answers ter what?

*THE ACTOR pulls out a printed photo of GUY entering the bar and shows it to the BARTENDER.*

THE ACTOR: He was last seen here on February 28th.

What can you tell me about him?

BARTENDER: He miss'n?

THE ACTOR: Yes.

BARTENDER: Yer think it's a kidnapp'n?

THE ACTOR: Maybe.

BARTENDER: Well if it is I can't help ya.

I made er an oath to turn away if any crimes happen in the good ol' Tipsy Possum.

To have deniability yer see.

THE ACTOR: I don't think thats a very good reputation you want to have on your bar.

BARTENDER: It actually brings in a lot more customers!

In these parts people be looking for a place go get away with there kidnap'ns and murder'ns.

I jus tell em to clean it up after!

THE ACTOR: So are you telling me you haven't seen him?

*The BARTENDER takes a closer look at the paper.*

BARTENDER: No, I've seen em around.

THE ACTOR: You have?!

BARTENDER: Use to be one of my er more popular visitors up til a weeks ago.

THE ACTOR: What can you tell me about him?

MEANWHILE

*OBSIDIAN walks into the bar and, once separated from the team, is cut off by three large men.*

TOMMY: Hello Obsidian.

OBSIDIAN: *Nervously* Jay! Jack! Tommy!

Oh isn't it my three favorite goons! How have you been?

JACK: Working for the heroes now, Obsidian?

JAY: Hm?

OBSIDIAN: *Nervously* Pfft- Heroes?! What- no!

I-I-I have no uh idea what you are talking about.

TOMMY: The twins and I ain't convinced Obsidian.

You left us.

You broke the code.

And you know what happens to those who break the code.

*OBSIDIAN nervously steps back and bumps into the twins who moved behind them.*

TOMMY: Nighty night, boss.

*JAY and JACK chloroform OBSIDIAN and knock them out, the three goons exit through a back door with OBSIDIANs unconscious body.*

LATER

*CREAMPUFF sits down at a table with a group of goons.*

CREAMPUFF: Hello boys.

*A very buff looking woman stabs her knife into the table.*

WOMAN GOON: Humph

CREAMPUFF: And um ma'am.

Nice bar you've got here.

GOON ONE: It is. Now get out of it.

GOON TWO: We've seen you on the news.

We ain't want anything to do with a rookie hero like you.

GOON THREE: Get out wannabe!

WOMAN GOON: Humph

CREAMPUFF: Wannabe huh?

I'll tell you what, this rookie hero will be out of your hair if you tell me where I can find this guy.

*CREAMPUFF shows the goons the photo of GUY.*

WOMAN GOOD: Humph

GOON ONE: Why you looking for him?

CREAMPUFF: I don't need to answer that.

GOON TWO: Sorry sweet cheeks but we don't hand over the location of one of our own without reason.

*CREAMPUFF raises her fist.*

CREAMPUFF: Oh, I'll give you a reason!

*THE ACTOR stops CREAMPUFF before her fist hits the goon.*

THE ACTOR: What did I say before we entered the bar?

No fights, I said.

CREAMPUFF: These guys have answers.

THE ACTOR: I got some too, if we leave now we could be in and out of here with no harm done.

*THE ACTOR smile and waves to the BARTENDER:*

CREAMPUFF: They think he's on their side.

Got any answers on that?

THE ACTOR: Well, I'm sure there are ways to get them tp share without starting a bar fight.

I'll handel this one, Creampuff.

CUT TO

*THE ACTOR holds GOON TWO over the top of a building.*

THE ACTOR: Want to share with the group now?

GOON TWO: I ain't saying shit.

THE ACTOR: Have it your way then.

*THE ACTOR smirks and lets go of GOON TWO letting him fall off the roof, not really though, he is hanging off the side of the building by his ankle from THE ACTORs grapple line.*

THE ACTOR: Wanna talk now?

GOON TWO: Your a psycho bitch!

THE ACTOR: *Sarcastically* Wow, how original.

What if I were to just unhook the grapple line? Would you talk then?

GOON TWO: Fine! Fine! I'll talk! I'll talk!

THE ACTOR: Good.

Then start talking.

*CREAMPUFF, BLURRY FACE and SPECTRE watch THE ACTOR from the ground.*

SPECTRE: Well, that's a little dark.

BLURRY FACE: Don't worry about it!

The Actor is a pro, they've been doing stuff like this for years!

CREAMPUFF: Cool.

SPECTRE: That's kinda scary...

...What if they fall?

BLURRY FACE: I'm sure they know what they're doing!

*THE ACTOR jumps down behind the trio.*

THE ACTOR: OK, so I got some answers.

SPECTRE, BLURRY FACE & CREAMPUFF: Aahh!

THE ACTOR: Oh, sorry!

Didn't mean to scare ya.

Anyway...

... The goon didn't know much, but it is suspicious that he full heartedly believes Guy is well, a villain.

CREAMPUFF: So what did he say?

THE ACTOR: Guy would regularly visit the bar and sit with him and his crew.

He would rarely come alone.

He would never order a drink but only gather information and leave.

The goon said that Guy was planning something.

Thats all the info I got out of him.

CREAMPUFF: Well, I guess we have a bit of a lead.

Is there any video footage of the people Guy entered the bar with?

SPECTRE: No, there are no security cameras inside the bar.

I checked.

CREAMPUFF: What about outside the bar? We got here because we saw video footage of Guy walking into the bar, right? Who was he with?

THE ACTOR: No one. That must've been one of the rare occurrences he came alone.

BLURRY FACE: He could have came in through the back door every other time, there are no cameras back there.

CREAMPUFF: *Sarcastically* Great.

THE ACTOR: Wait, where's Obsidian?

CREAMPUFF: I knew it!

They betrayed you! You didn't listen to me!

THE ACTOR: I don't think that's right.

Have some faith, Creampuff.

GOON TWO: *From the roof, hanging by the ankle.* Hahahaa!

Obsidian?! You brought them here?!

Oh, you dumb heroes!

THE ACTOR: What are you on about?

GOON TWO: They broke the code. Ain't no way we gonna let someone who broke the code get away unpunished.

THE ACTOR: Where are they?!!

GOON TWO: How would I know? I ain't the one who took em, now am I?

THE ACTOR: Damn it.

Obsidian and Creampuff anyone?

Prompt #513

“And what’s your power supposed to be?” [Villain] looked down their nose at them.

“A can-do attitude and a gun.”

“Do you really think a gun is enough to stop me?”

“That’s where the can-do attitude comes in.”

STRIKE #3

SATURDAY

*SPECTRE, dressed in a casual outfit with a satchel, leg vine and home made mask, looks down at the card then up at an old looking house, confused.*

SPECTRE: Is this the right place?

*BLURRY FACE appears behind them.*

BLURRY FACE: You get a card too?

*SPECTRE shows her the card.*

SPECTRE: Yeah, I did.

But I'm not sure this is the correct address...

BLURRY FACE: Of course it is.

The best place to hide is in plain sight.

*BLURRY FACE opens the door and walks in, so does SPECTRE.*

SPECTRE: Wow!

*Panel shows the inside of the old house is incredibly high tech and doesn't match the outside of the building.*

BLURRY FACE: Told ya!

CREAMPUFF: Oh, more people!

Is The Actor with you guys or are we going to have to wait a little longer?

SPECTRE: Oh wow! Creampuff! I've seen you on TV!

*CREAMPUFF stands up from the desk she was sitting on and walks over to join BLURRY FACE and SPECTRE.*

CREAMPUFF: Really? How was I? I'm not entirely used to being in front of a camera...

SPECTRE: You were, uh, are so cool!

CREAMPUFF: Aw, thanks!

*THE ACTOR and OBSIDIAN walk in.*

BLURRY FACE: Is that Obsidian!!?

Why's he here!!?

CREAMPUFF: Well, The Actor, here thought it would be a good idea to join forces with a villain.

THE ACTOR: Creampuff, that's enough.

They are here to help us find Guy, as are the rest of you.

CREAMPUFF: Fine, whatever, I still don't trust them.

SPECTRE: Um uh, sorry but...

...Do you have a plan to find him? Guy, I mean.

He may have been a very popular hero a year ago but not much is known about him.

BLURRY FACE: Yeah, I may have been watching from the shadows for all those years but even I barely know him.

THE ACTOR: Well...

...I don't exactly have a plan but...

*THE ACTOR pulls up a file on a large computer.*

THE ACTOR: This is Guy's file.

Everything he documented, every fight he fought, all his personal information, It's all here.

I thought we could find some sort of clue in here but I've been over it a million times and found nothing.

OBSIDIAN: Wait, are you telling me you went through all the trouble of getting us all here and you don't even have a plan? *Sarcastically* >tt< Some hero.

SPECTRE: Did you try checking the cities surveillance footage of the day he went missing?

THE ACTOR: Hm?

*SPECTRE walks over to the computer and pulls up the cities surveillance.*

SPECTRE: Now, when was he last seen?

THE ACTOR: I last had contact with him on his birthday.

BLURRY FACE: February 28!

THE ACTOR: Yes...

...How did you know that?

BLURRY FACE: Been studying heroes for a living, remember? I know all kinds of stuff about Guy, and you too!

CREAMPUFF: So, your a stalker?

OBSIDIAN: Creepy.

BLURRY FACE: I'm not a stalker!

And I wouldn't be talking, Obsidian. I know stuff all about you too!

OBSIDIAN: Wait, what!!?

*SPECTRE pulls up the surveillance of February 28th on the computer and points at the footage on the right hand corner.*

SPECTRE: Is that him?

THE ACTOR: Woah! You found him!

Nice work, Bug!

SPECTRE: Oh uh, could you call me Spectre?

It's more of a alias I've been working on...

THE ACTOR: Sure thing, Spectre.

BLURRY FACE: Oh! And y'all can call me Blurry Face!!

CREAMPUFF: And why's that?

BLURRY FACE: You'll see why, eventually.

SPECTRE: It looks like he ran into a bar. How old is he?

BLURRY FACE: 18, to young to be drinking.

CREAMPUFF: Stalker.

OBSIDIAN: Creepy.

THE ACTOR: And why is he in his uniform? He's retired.

SPECTRE: Maybe we should go to the bar and investigate.

THE ACTOR: Great idea, Spectre!

*SPECTRE smiles. OBSIDIAN takes a closer look at the computer screen*

OBSIDIAN: Nope, nine, nada, no can do.

THE ACTOR: Hm?

OBSIDIAN: That's The Tipsy Possum bar.

CREAMPUFF: So?

OBSIDIAN: That place is crawling with goons, villains and other *Quotation fingers* evil doers.

CREAMPUFF: Ok, and...?

OBSIDIAN: The criminal underworld here lives by a very strict code, if they find out I broke that code I'm dead.

And that's not me being funny, they'll probably kill me or worse.

CREAMPUFF: Fine with me.

THE ACTOR: Creampuff!

CREAMPUFF: What? Their probably lying to you so they can stay here and use your cool tech to do who knows what!

THE ACTOR: I doubt that.

Besides if anyone does try to attack you, they'll have to go through me!

OBSIDIAN: No offense, but I don't like those chances.

THAT NIGHT

*The team arrive in front of The Tipsy Possum bar.*

BLURRY FACE: Oh, looks like you were able to drag the edge lord here.

OBSIDIAN: Edge lord?

THE ACTOR: Remember, we are here for investigation and interrogation only.

No fights.

SPECTRE: Okie!!

CREAMPUFF: Fine.

*The team enter the bar and split up to individually investigate, OBSIDIAN notices some sketchy guys in the corner giving them dirty looks.*

OBSIDIAN: Shit.

STRIKE #2

THE NEXT MORNING

*Panel shows the bell ringing at a high school, THE ACTOR and CREAMPUFF walk to class.*

CREAMPUFF: Hey Mars!

Can we talk real quick?

THE ACTOR: Sure thing, Goldie.

Is everything okaaayyy-??

*CREAMPUFF pulls THE ACTOR into a corner to speak in private.*

CREAMPUFF: I know.

THE ACTOR: You know...what?

CREAMPUFF: I know about The Actor and I know about Obsidian.

Mars, I know about you.

THE ACTOR: Elizabeth. I have o clue what your talking about.

CREAMPUFF: Mars, I know you are The Actor.

THE ACTOR: How do you-

*THE ACTOR is cut off by TELEPORTER.*

TELEPORTER: Elizabeth!

There you are! I've been looking all over for you!

*CREAMPUFF annoyingly waves.*

TELEPORTER: Oh, hello there, Farrell!

THE ACTOR: Keegan! What's up, my man?

TELEPORTER: Oh, nothing much. I was just looking for the two of you, we're going to be late for class!

CREAMPUFF: *Sarcastically* Great.

THE ACTOR: Well then, let's get going.

*Whispering, to CREAMPUFF* We'll talk about this later.

AFTER SCHOOL

*Panels show THE ACTOR fighting some goons in an alleyway, they defeat them and go to comfort a young woman who the goons attacked.*

THE ACTOR: Are you alright ma'am?

WOMAN: Yes. Th-thank you.

*The woman gathers her things and leaves the alleyway. OBSIDIAN jumps down into the alleyway, and knocks out a goon who was getting up to attack THE ACTOR from behind.*

OBSIDIAN: Might want to watch your surroundings.

What? No thank you?

THE ACTOR: *Smugly* Thank you, Obsidian.

OBSIDIAN: Your welcome.

See, was that so hard, hero?

THE ACTOR: *Sarcastically* So tough, such a struggle.

OBSIDIAN: *Sarcastically* Oh, yes. I'm sure it was.

THE ACTOR: So, why'd you drop by?

OBSIDIAN: I, uh...

...I wanted to talk about last night.

THE ACTOR: Oh...

*THE ACTOR blushes and can easily be seen behind their domino mask.*

OBSIDIAN: Yeah, I...

...I wanted to apologize.

THE ACTOR: Apologize, huh? That's out of character for you.

OBSIDIAN: Heh, I know. But, I just don't know what came over me last night and...

...I'm sorry.

THE ACTOR: Well, your forgiven.

Was that all you wanted to talk about?

OBSIDIAN: Well, now that you mention it...

...Last night, after our meeting I was confronted by a girl in the alleyway.

THE ACTOR: Oh?

OBSIDIAN: She said she knew you.

THE ACTOR: What'd she look like?

OBSIDIAN: Its was hard to see in the dark but...

...She was dressed in some makeshift uniform with what looked like facepaint over her eyes...

...Oh, very blond hair I can tell you that!

THE ACTOR: I don't...

...Oh...Goldie.

OBSIDIAN: So, you know her?

THE ACTOR: No.

Well, yes. But...

OBSIDIAN: But?

THE ACTOR: It's nothing.

I've got to go.

OBSIDIAN: Again?

You seem to have a habit of walking out mid conversation.

THE ACTOR: I'm sorry but...

...I need to make a call.

*THE ACTOR grapples away leaving OBSIDIAN in the alleyway alone.*

OBSIDIAN: ...Damn.

LATER

*THE ACTOR is at home trying to contact CREAMPUFF on the phone.*

THE ACTOR: Come on, come on, pick up!

CREAMPUFF: *Voicemail* Hey!

THE ACTOR: Hey, Goldie!

CREAMPUFF: *Voicemail* Sorry I can't come to the phone right now...

...But leave a message and I'll get back to you as soon as I can!

THE ACTOR: Damn.

*Beep.*

THE ACTOR: Goldie. We need to talk. Please call me back.

*THE ACTOR looks over to the TV which is currently showing the news.*

NEWSCASTER: And in other news, Creampuff, a newly established hero has defeated her first major foe.

We have Greg over on the scene. Greg?

GREG: Yes, Carmen. I am here at the scene of the battle with Creampuff.

Now tell us, what made you decide to join the fight?

THE ACTOR: Oh my god.

Goldie!!?

CREAMPUFF: Well, Greg I became Creampuff because I wanted to help those in immediate danger-

*THE ACTOR turns of the TV and sits there on their couch in shock.*

THAT NIGHT

*THE ACTOR crawls into the window of CREAMPUFFs house.*

THE ACTOR: *Whispering* Goldie!

Elizabeth we need to talk!

*CREAMPUFF turns on the light.*

CREAMPUFF: I knew you'd come.

THE ACTOR: What the hell do you think your doing?

CREAMPUFF: ...What?

THE ACTOR: You've just made yourself a target!

Your not trained for something like this!

CREAMPUFF: I know I'm not but I couldn't just stand around and watch you be an idiot!

THE ACTOR: Idiot!!?

CREAMPUFF: You struck a deal with Obsidian!

Their a villain! You of all people know what they've done! How could you trust them!

THE ACTOR: I knew it.

*THE ACTOR points a finger at CREAMPUFF.*

THE ACTOR: You were the one who talked to them last night!

*CREAMPUFF crosses her arms.*

CREAMPUFF: And what if I was?

THE ACTOR: Elizabeth, your putting yourself in danger, this is a situation that you don't understand.

CREAMPUFF: ...You are too.

Let me join your team.

THE ACTOR: Hm?

CREAMPUFF: Your making a team. I want in.

THE ACTOR: What did I just say about putting yourself in danger!!?

CREAMPUFF: I wont be in danger. You'll be there.

THE ACTOR: No, Goldie.

CREAMPUFF: Fine.

But I'm not going to stop being Creampuff.

THE ACTOR: *Sighs in defeat* Fine.

*CREAMPUFF smiles. THE ACTOR gives her a card*

THE ACTOR: Meet me next saturday at this location.

CREAMPUFF: I'll see you there.

Be safe out there everyone, your loved ♡♡♡

Sorry I haven't been posting, my plan was to post once a day but I've been helping my friend move to the Virgin Islands...