OPEN RP POST DEUX

[formidable]

This a post where I'll RP anything with you and that means ANYTHING. Except smut because I suck at that Got a scenario in mind? I'LL DO IT. Here's some prompts below to help get things moving along if you don't have an idea to play out. The prompts are just prompts, if you have something specific, just let me know either at sweethymns or my AIM (rainsweets). Have at it! ➢ 01. AMUSEMENT PARK: Disneyland? Knotts Berry Farm? Six Flags? A made up amusement park with knockoff characters? Who cares, let's just ride that roller coaster or that giant swing ride! ➤ 02. PARK: Benches, trees, grass, maybe a lake and a basketball or volleyball court. ➢ 03. SNOWY DAY: Oh the weather outside is frightful, but the fire is so delightful... or the level of snowfall can be any you wish! Light or heavy, there's going to be some winter related activities somewhere. ➤ 04. DINER: I love food, I really, really, really love food. And so do muses if they like to eat too! This diner seems to have a very HUGE menu with a large variety of dishes! Let's bond over food stuffs! ➢ 05. SICK DAY: Either your muse or my muse is sick. Who's taking care of who? ➤ 06. SEVEN MINUTES IN HEAVEN: Our characters are stuck in a closet and can't get out until there is some kissing, so they better make good use of those seven minutes... DON'T YOU DARE JUDGE ME. ➢ 07. SCHOOL: High school never ends! Or any type of schooling really. So whether it's in class or in the gym, let's try to endure mandatory education! ➤ 08. SURVIVAL HORROR: That old mansion/creepy town/underground science lab/zombie infested city ain't going to be survived by itself. Grab your medicinal herbs and shotguns, let's survive the horror. ➢ 09. WILDCARD: Let's make up shit.

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SUPERHERO ACTION

[littlebreeze]

[At what can only be described as a totally illegal operation at the docks, there is a warehouse filled with a variety of colorful and mostly deadly creatures. The smugglers and black market goons are perusing the goods and while there is a monster or alien or two that have impressively large cages, they seem to be interested in a smaller human sized container, separate from everything else.

There's a girl. A masked girl with long dark hair and a black and gold patterned dress. Pretty, but it's seen better days. She's sitting down, arms around her knees and staring intently outside, as if she wants to escape from her captors who are currently discussing amongst themselves.]

"If I didn't see it with my own eyes, I wouldn't have believed it. This one will bring a fortune after we tell 'em what it can do!"

"Sure the cage will hold her?"

"It'll do it's job. It tries anything funny, it gets shocked to high heaven."

[The girl sits completely still, listening to the men. With the mask, it's hard to tell what kind of expression she's making, but she can't be happy whatsoever.]

[dumpsterdiver]

[ When a local pottery distributor's shipments began arriving with significantly more cargo than they seemed to be selling, most people wrote it off as overstock they were trying to get rid of. Not many people took the time to investigate where those shipments were coming from. Even fewer realized that many of those shipping locations correlated with recent sightings of supposedly supernatural creatures and occurrences. It would take a particularly obsessed individual to actually gather sufficient evidence to make a convincing case.

Well, Question had been called worse things than "obsessed". Fortunately, he worked with people who dealt with the unusual on a regular basis.

There's the sound of shattering glass as a small round capsule flies in through a window, bouncing once before exploding in a flash of light brilliant enough to illuminate the entire inside of the warehouse and temporarily blind every single one of the thugs inside. If she's similarly blinded she'll still be able to hear the sounds of combat, the flapping of a cape as Superman dives into action, the whoosh of Batarangs before they collide with their targets. But the first thing she'll see is a faceless man in a trenchcoat, hands in his pockets as he seems to ignore everything happening behind him (which is a lot). ]

If I open this cage, are you going to attack me?

[littlebreeze]

[As Zephyr would have said once: "Well, that escalated quickly!"

The girl was mildly blinded (irritating), and when the noises of conflict ensued, well, it just didn't seem like a good time to try and make her escape. Oh wait, the cage wasn't even open. She scooted to the very back, as if afraid to be caught in the crossfire.

But then a man with a blank face appeared. He didn't seem to be one of the thugs who caught her, but...]

... I could say I'd gouge your eyes out, but I don't know where your face is.

[She's got quite the snappy mouth.]

[dumpsterdiver]

I'm sure you could make an educated guess.

[ Even so he's setting a small plastic charge against the cage's lock, making sure it's secured in place before taking a few steps backwards. The small device in his other hand has a single button on it. It's pretty clear what's about to happen. ]

If you want the chance, here it is. I'd appreciate if you didn't, though.

[ And with a flick of his thumb the charge is detonated, a small and contained explosion just big enough to blow the lock apart. ]

[littlebreeze]

[She flinches covering her face with her arm as the charge is detonated. But as soon as the lock is obliterated the girl cautiously reaches out to push the door to the cage open. Peering back and forth, she sees none of the men who caught her who haven't been pummeled to some degree and breathes a sigh of relief.]

Thank you! I didn't know where or who they were going to make me stay with.

[The girl dusts off her dress.]

Although, now I don't know where I even am really. I've never been to this country before.

[dumpsterdiver]

These are... collectors, I suppose you could call them. Odds are you would have ended up in someone's private zoo.

[ A zoo if she was lucky - there are some who would rather not risk their trophy being alive to escape, after all.

He turns his head to watch quietly as the other heroes collect all of the criminals in one heap, making no effort to join or help them. His only super power is his intellect - he'd probably just be in the way, there. Besides, it was thanks to his homework that they'd found this place to begin with, so it's only fair that they do more of the grunt work. ]

America. Land of the free, home of the brave. [ He makes a loose gesture towards her cage. ] Clearly.

[littlebreeze]

Ah.

[She shuffles her feet and there's a bit of awkward silence.]

Well, at any rate, I don't belong in a zoo... I mean, I'm not like the other ones that they caught.

[Clearly.]

[dumpsterdiver]

I thought most zoos took pride in displaying birds of prey such as yourself.

[ He's pauses before slapping a hand to his cheek in what might pass for surprise if his tone wasn't so nonchalant and if he had a visible face. ]

Oh, was that supposed to be a secret?

[littlebreeze]

[Her body language reads as surprised, but then she settles down. It's not like it wasn't made apparent since she was included with the other animals.]

Well, they would be disappointed. I'm not even that big of a bird.

[dumpsterdiver]

[ Oh there were a few clues, really. The fact that she was trapped along with other animals was definitely one of them, and the design on her mask resembling a beak was a clue as well. As far as how he definitely knew, though?

Well, he didn't, until she confirmed it for him. ]

Size isn't everything to a collector. In fact, smaller is usually better. Easier to display, takes up less space.

[ A small shrug, hands returning to his pockets. ]

Given the lengths they were going through to keep you secure, I'd wager you're a hot item in this market.

[littlebreeze]

[Being just a blackbird wasn't the only reason. Heaven knows, that she did her best to fight off her captors, but that was out of desperation. She didn't like being her true self for a good reason.

She's about to speak up, but all of a sudden her stomach begins to gurgle. Loudly. She looks down at her stomach and then back at The Question, expectantly so.]

I'm hungry.

[dumpsterdiver]

I don't have any seeds, sorry.

[ He returns to watching the heroes at work again - things are just about wrapped up here, it seems. Really, they don't need him here at all at this point.

... and he did skip lunch today, in favor of presenting his evidence to the Justice League.

... ]

Oh, what the heck. Let's go find something to eat.

[ He motions for her to follow as he turns for the exit, approaching Superman to have a brief talk. Superman seems to try to argue, but in the end just gives Question and the girl a look before warning him not to "do anything weird", which Question immediately takes as an opportunity to point out that flying around in a red-and-blue body suit is probably considered weirder than wanting to grab a burger. Scowls are exchanged, but Superman eventually takes off, probably to alert the authorities.

Question glances over his shoulder at the girl. ]

We're all very good friends.

[ sarcasm what sarcasm ]

[littlebreeze]

Aw.

[She seems disappointed by the fact that there's no seeds. But she stands to the side as the faceless man talks with the red caped man. And as he flies off, she takes off her mask, revealing a pair of jewel pink eyes, both wide and in awe of the flying wonder.]

... Wow. That's... I didn't think anything with arms and legs could fly so skillfully.

[dumpsterdiver]

You'd be surprised how many there are. It's almost enough to make one worry.

[ Batman, however, is not one of them. From across the warehouse he stares at Question and the girl - apparently he decides that asking what they're doing isn't worth the time or the headache since Question is involved, and thanks to his grappling hook he's out of sight shortly after. ]

Unfortunately I'm not one of them, so we'll be walking.

[littlebreeze]

At least I was dropped off in an interesting place then! I would have been disappointed if this was all there is.

[She keeps the mask off, putting it in the pocket of her dress. She looks at her new temporary companion (for now) thoughtfully.]

I don't mind if you walk.