forum "you'll probably go to heaven, please don't hang your head and cry" (superhero platonic found family! 3/3, but go ahead and stalk!)

Started July 26, 2020 by Deleted user

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It's unrealistic but lovely

Or houseboat, houseboat is good.

That would indeed be lovely, I think they'd do it though

Ooooh, if we go with a motel they could use the sign out front to put secret messages

Hhh yes

Oh gosh these idiots… they're like mwahahha we're so evil also worker's rights and do you have a union yet?

Or at least they just wanna be evil. So badly. But they're SOFT!

They live in an abandoned Motel 6

Lets vote, hotel, motel, or house boat. My vote is on motel but it's ultimately up to whatever gets the most votes I guess.

I vote motel

Motel

So it is decided! By the council! Anyways, we'll wait a day and if @Calanthe doesn't respond I can open this up again.

Horray!

Good morning!

Name: Marlowe Weisel (Although everyone calls her Weasel)
Supervillain name: Cielo?
Age: 29
Gender/Pronouns: Female She/Her
Orientation: Pansexual
Appearance: https://lemanagement.dk/wp-content/uploads/2017/12/Sk%C3%A6rmbillede-2018-02-21-kl.-11.18.12.png
Personality Type: ESFJ, is a very nurturing person, although she tries to hide that side of her a lot of the time. In fact when the guys wanted to adopt the child she was sort of against it, but eventually the guys sort of get her to agree with them, and mayhem ensues.
Power/Skills/Gear: She normally creates a lot of gadgets and weaponry. She claims that she doesn't care too much about them, and lets the guys mess around with them and such, but those are her babies, she spends days sometimes weeks trying to perfect them once they are finished, trying to make them amazing, and very useful and stuff ( I feel like I'm rambling, so sorry)
Backstory?: (This is optional) (((I'll get to this)))
Other:

Fantatic! I'll post a starter soon.

Alarm bells rang throughout the bank. Three burglars were running through the halls, almost out and ready to get in th getaway van.

Moss spread throughout the hallways, tripping the thieves. "Ahem," a voice cried out, stepping over the three and gathering their spoils. " We we're planning on robbing this bank today and it's rather inconvenient that you're here." Milo said, with a completely straight face, hard lines and stoic gaze unbreakable.

The three thieves screamed, running away from the man of moss. He had quite the reputation, after all.

"It's okay to come through now!" he yelled to his companions.

(Sorry this is short, I had a long day today.)

(Okay, yay! And again, I am so sorry for taking forever to get my charrie up)

(No! Dude you're fine!)

James smiled ferally.
"Aw, isn't adorable when grown men scream like little girls?"
The young man stepped through the doorway, running his hand through his hair.
Where do we start? So much money and so little time."

Marlowe followed in behind him, "Hush your mouth and get to work." She muttered as she moved over to the money, "We could shrink it, or do something along those lines." She said as she studied the large amounts of money, "I did bring my portal gun, but it is a bit faulty right now, or you could come up with something." She said turning to James.

"Or I could carry all this back to base and use my sleep spores on anyone who tries to stop us. Do you both have masks?" he asked, eyes drooping a little. Motels were hard enough with the upkeep alone, especially for evil lairs, and potential renovations to said evil lairs. They might as well rob a bank to deal with it all. "But the other ideas were quite solid as well. Shall we vote on them?" he asked.

Marlowe shrugged, "Whatever gets us out of here the quickest and makes us the least conspicuous. If people see us before they go to sleep there is a chance they'll remember who we are, and then they'll be able to find us, and also be able to track the money too." She figured that Milo's idea might be their best bet, if they could work out some of the finer details, "And yes, I brought plenty of masks, just in case." The alarms were still blaring throughout the building and she began to look around trying to find a way to turn them off, "Just give me a minute guys, okay?"

James nodded.
Turning to Milo, he sh ok ved his hands in his pockets.
"I think I have an idea to help with the Motel. Thw upkeep and stuff?
There's some people I know who need work, and they're willing to do any work we might have for them."

"I would have preferred us discussing this beforehand, when we weren't in the middle of a heist, but we can call a meeting after this and think about it. The police will be here soon, as well as some heroes, likely. We'll need to get out as soon as possible." Milo said, collecting the rest of the cash and heading back to the vault, where more treasures untouched by the burglars lay.

Marlowe had finally found a way to shut off the alarm system, and had rewired it to give them more time. She headed back over to where the other two were, "Okay, I just got us another. . ."She checked her watch, "Ten minutes, okay?" She followed Milo to the vault and her jaw dropped, "My goodness, that's a lot of cash.. . ."

"It is." he agreed, nodding his head. "I can move it all with my moss, but it will take a while. If you have any other ideas that would go faster, I'd prefer we go with whatever you both come up with." he said, gathering the thieves' bags (mostly full) and continued to fill them with cash. Milo was never much for coming up with plans, whatever seemed like it could work he'd usually just go with.

Police sirens wailed down the road, loud enough to deafen someone and loud enough to easily be heard through the bank's walls.

"I can carry a lot. Give me some of the bags, so we can get out of here. I cam hear the police sirens. And as much as I love heroes, I'm not in the mood for a fight today."