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 Posted: Thu Sep 22, 2011 11:50 am
   Gueneviere Beatrice Jameston
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"They're probably checking out your old lair first, as should be expected." Beatrice replied, trying to reassure Prince. "Don't worry, Boss. They'll come along before long. Besides, isn't this a good thing? You can carry out your brilliant schemes without interruption for the moment being." Her tone was surprisingly cheerful, a well practiced voice of optomism so as to not ruin the fun of things. At least she wasn't lying completely, since they most likely were investigating his old lair. "This is a good sign. You're starting off on the winning side."
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Posted: Thu Sep 22, 2011 12:21 pm
 [ A] shriel [ E] lizabeth [ J] onesAshriel sighed as she sat in the back. Her eyes stared forward, trying to decide what to do. It was driving her nuts that she couldn't escape herself...and she'd been planning such a nice trip to the costume shop! The sale was ending tomorrow! When was she going to get her costumes? The girl paid no mind to the situation she was in; she was in it often enough that it didn't even throw her off guard anymore. Gah, she would do anything for this to end. ANYTHING. Ashriel was thinking purely about what costumes she should get. Wonder Woman? Wait - that showed to much. If Remy were to rescue her in that...yeah, she'd have a problem. Cat Woman? Maybe. Possibly, depending on which version. Maybe she could do Super Woman. That could work. She listened for Prince explaining what do do when he was caught again to Beatrice. Ashriel's eyes rolled. It was sad that they could say when, not if. She was certain that this was just another huge inconvenience in her day. Wait - a new lair? What's this? Her eyes widened, and she sat up. She listened to their words, realizing that there were very few people that would go through sewers. Even Remy would have to be really, really desperate before he would do anything like that, she was sure. And that one boy that kept saying her...what'shisnameagain, probably wasn't going to be able to get through them. What if Prince actually won this time? Really? Again?
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Posted: Thu Sep 22, 2011 6:31 pm
"All available officers to..." Gigi's radio crackled, startling her from her funk. "Code 207. Repeat: code 207 in progress." She jumped up from her table and ran to her department-issued motorcycle. She revved up the engine and headed toward the area specified by dispatch. She pulled up at the edge of the hole in the sidewalk, frowning at seeing Remy Aurelius there, but not going farther than that emotionally. "What's going on, Celest?" she asked, completely ignoring Remy aside from her initial reaction. "I got a 207 called in. Has Ash been kidnapped again?"
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Posted: Thu Sep 22, 2011 8:56 pm
"Thanks." Remy said and took the gum, figuring if he was going for the save, he might as well have minty breath. Then the donut-hating cop showed up. "Yup, the usual, gonna go check Princey's old hideout, later." Remy said and took off running, eventually breaking the sound barrier and moving at supersonic speeds towards Prince's last known hideout, which Remy reached in a matter of minutes. "Wow, maybe we beat them back to the lair." Remy said, mostly to himself, and let Celest off his back. "And now to see if I was right, or dead wrong." Remy said cheerily and kicked the door open, it was unlocked, but he liked kicking doors open, it was fun. "Hey, what gives, nothing's here!" Remy yelled upon seeing the vacant hideout. "That was rude, moving without telling me, crap, that means the sewers are the only way now." Remy said with a sigh.
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Posted: Thu Sep 22, 2011 9:19 pm
Gigi scowled. "Tch. A**hole." She looked down at the hole in the ground and grimaced. "Looks like he took the sewers. Let's follow his trail and see where it leads. Who knows? Maybe this time I'll get lucky," she added in a mutter. She took the keys from her motorcycle's ignition and hopped down into the hole, landing with a splash. "Eugh. Good thing they let me wear boots on the job." She took the (once again) police-issue flashlight from her belt and shone it ahead of her, following the tracks left by the Cloud Prince's vehicle.
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Posted: Fri Sep 23, 2011 6:45 am
 ❖Cloud Prince❖
James Francis Ellington
Innovation - Telepathy - Telekinesis
"Yes, yes! Why am I so anxious? Everything's going right for once! Haha! Success!" Prince said, turning the vehicle sharply to the left back towards the hideout. Everything shifted to the right but luckily everything was stuck on the vehicle so nothing fell -- Except maybe the people inside. He couldn't wait to get home - sweet home. Then, he sneezed in a loud and obnoxious way. He wiped his nose and said, "I have an annoying feeling that someone called me Princey again." An irritated look became apparent on his face. He didn't like his acquired nickname enough... Much more the cutesy nicknames. He thought he was seriously evil. EVIL!
Then, he remembered Ash being right behind them. "Oh, excuse the rudeness, Ashriel. Would you like something?" He said, tossing a brownie wrapped in plastic towards her. "Here, lunch won't be served till much later. And be sure to take small bites. Try it. It's delicious!" He said. Of course, this was one of his hobbies -- Experimenting his inventions on food. And this time, he managed to create an oven that makes perfect brownies -- moist, soft but firm, delicious and easily contents the stomach with just its small size. Oh, the things he would do for his 'courtship'...
((OOC: Haha! The sewer thing was probably the best plan on my list of devious plans for Prince~ I am so going to laugh in the next scene!))   
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Posted: Fri Sep 23, 2011 12:00 pm
Celestia Forge  Celest chewed on the gum, but might as of well held her breath while they went off at super sonic speed. When they stopped, yeah they were in his lair and her hair was in one direction, all the volume out of it though it didn't have a crud load in the first place. As she was let off her knees it the ground, as she looked in to see all the stuff was gone. Patting her hair down "Oh no! But the sewers crossade in many directions, not like a huge maze, but there's no one direct path Remy.." she said, knowing possibly his drill would leave a huge trail hopefully. She got to her feet walking inside to look around for anything that might help information wise "Any super computers or whatever still working in here? He might of left records or something to his new area.." she said, most likely to be unsure
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Posted: Fri Sep 23, 2011 5:51 pm
"I dunno, I mean you can help me look if you want, I'm no Batman so I might've missed something." Remy mused as he began looking through the place, not wanting to go through the sewers. Sure he was a Superhero, but even heroes didn't feel like wading knew deep in sewage to chase after their nemesis. Which was why he was hoping to find some sort of clue so the sewers were no longer their best option. Though by the look of the place, it was very unlikely that Princey had left anything that would point them in the direction of his new hideout.
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Posted: Sat Sep 24, 2011 5:36 pm
[ A] shriel [ E] lizabeth [ J] onesAshriel gripped her seat tightly as the vehicle jerked to the left. What was that? He was such a bad driver. Ashriel sighed, rolling her eyes as she leaned back again. It was annoying, being kidnapped so often. At least today she was in a regular outfit, not one of her costumes. Although she loved wearing them, she didn't like the stares she got at the police station. Then again, everyone had seen her that way, so she supposed it didn't matter at all. Part of her wanted for them to get back to the stupid hideout so that she could get rescued. Gah. She really needed to take karate or something. Wait...how would that help against robotic hands? Such a pain in the neck. A small, quiet giggle escaped her lips as she heard him mention his more cutesy nickname. Ah, it was nice hearing him made fun of. After all, he was rather stupid. Well, he was in her book. Seriously, who kidnaps the same girl over and over again and still expects to get away with it after being caught a million times? Only this idiot, sitting in front of her. Sometimes she wished that he would get a brain - and perhaps actually use his telepathy. After all, everyone involved had to be thinking the same thing, right?
She was pulled out of her thoughts when Princey boy spoke up. Yes, she called him Princey Boy in her head a lot. It would be funny if he caught that, and she knew it. Actually, she hoped that he would catch her one of these times, just so that she could see his reaction. Rudeness? Excuse it? Wasn't kidnapping someone daily rude? Apparently, he didn't think so. That was slightly agitating, even if it explained a lot. Like something? What the heck was he talking about. A brownie landed in her lap, and she sighed. Oh. Just food. She picked it up, slowly unwrapping it. If she didn't know so much about this particular villain, if she hadn't been kidnapped by him so many times, she would have worried that he had laced it with something. Of course, she had been kidnapped several million times, so she knew that it wasn't laced. She bit into it, and she had to admit it was pretty good. Not that she was about to say that. She really had to come up with something good to throw at him - speech-wise. It was annoying her that she was incapable of doing anything. Really? Again?
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Posted: Sat Sep 24, 2011 6:02 pm
Gueneviere Beatrice Jameston
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{I think he left a thread notice stating that he would be offline indefinately, since his computer is having issues or something. Want me to link you to the thread, Mouse?}
Since Beatrice probably knew Prince and his driving skills better than anyone, she knew damn well to hold on tight. Beneath her mask she looked like a giddy kid as he pulled the sudden turn, having fun with the whole ordeal, as always - Ash notwithstanding. "Oh, don't let them get to you, Boss. They just lack the brain power to understand one such as yourself." As usual, Bea was probably the only person who could dote so much on Prince and actually mean it. "I can come up with plenty of things that fit that perverted 'hero', but of course, none of which are really suitable for polite company." She even used fingerquotes whenever she reffered to ol' Remy as a hero.
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Posted: Sat Sep 24, 2011 6:06 pm
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Posted: Sat Sep 24, 2011 6:26 pm
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Posted: Sat Sep 24, 2011 8:22 pm
❖Cloud Prince❖
James Francis Ellington
Innovation - Telepathy - Telekinesis
"I've done it again!" Prince said, before receiving some negative vibes from Ashriel's mind. He wasn't exactly 'focused' on reading minds at the moment and you could describe him as someone who potentially has ADD, being unable to pay attention to much things and all. Then again, when the soft, begrudging murmurs stopped, he got a hint that Ash liked the brownie. That made him form a smile on his face. 'I know you don't like me very much and I know you know I can somewhat decipher the thoughts in your mind but if only you could read mine, then maybe you'd understand', Prince unconsciously sent the message to Ashriel's mind. His hopeless romantic side was being repressed but on the outside, he still looked cheery as though his plans truly were taking form. The vehicle emerged from the sewer water onto dry cement. "Well, here we are." Prince said before he pressed a button and a circular part of the floor underneath where the drill tank was got hoisted up by a mechanical hand. The ceiling opened to receive the vehicle and it continued to rise steadily until it was on the floor above, seemingly like a part of the floor above instead of part of the floor below. In the sewer below, a metal pole rose from the hole where a part of the floor was a few minutes ago. The mechanism that ran it could be seen through the hole but above, the ceiling looked perfectly in place, supporting the vertical column.
((OOC: ))
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Posted: Sun Sep 25, 2011 9:39 am
[-well then, I'm going to open his spot back up. After all, I really need someone playing that character.-] [ A] shriel [ E] lizabeth [ J] onesAshriel jumped slightly when she received a message in her mind. What the heck? Did he know he had done that? She didn't seem to think so. Her eyes gazed forward, and she thought for a moment. Why did he constantly kidnap her? He probably had some sort of reason. Even if he did, however, that still didn't justify kidnapping her, in her mind. Part of her was glad that she'd managed to hold on to her sketch pad when she'd been dragging into this thing, one hand gripping paper, another gripping her pencil. She began to draw quietly, ignoring her situation. She'd gotten done being frightened - she was to the point of annoyance. Every single day she got kidnapped. Every single stupid day. She wished she could do anything - and I mean anything - other than get kidnapped each day. It was a wonder that she still had perfect grades in school, considering how much she ended up missing because of this. Really? Again?
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Posted: Wed Sep 28, 2011 1:40 am
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