Chapter I: Bluff City Blues

[Renegade]

Cyberhawk gave out an exasperated sigh as he stared down at the girl. He knew that this wasn't some kind of sick fad sweeping the city.

"Yah have to? Why? Is someone making you become the next serving of street pizza?

I do declare, little missy, if its a joke then i ain't laughing. Then again mah mama always said to me that i have the sense of humor of a boll weevil."

[The Omen]

Mockingbird immediately tosses a bola at the prone woman while sizing up the armored figure.

[attack=375388992939519] (ooc: spending karma)

Well...I'm not seeing any purple on that outfit...so if those wings are functional, Phthalocyanine Parakeet, there was a boy heading towards the other ledge. Move!

[Vendetta]

Jump Feat:

[attack=679232995658575]

[Vendetta]

Catch Feat:

[attack=815422246214978]

/ooc Spending Karma on this one ooc/

[Renegade]

Cyberhawk nearly let loose his screech as some kind of weighted rope device was tossed at the girl. For the moment she was safe so without looking at whoever threw the thing, Cyberhawk took off into the air and answered peevishly.

[green]"That was your freebie, mah good sir. Try and give another order again and it will be you who will be the next one diving headfirst toward the pavement. Courtesy of yours truly."[/green]

[The Omen]

Mockingbird picks up the girl and gets a firm grip around her with one arm.

Oh, don't get your feathers ruffled, Foghorn...it's about saving lives, not the glory. and thanks for the suggestion!

He runs and dives headfirst off the ledge, firing his grapple as he hits the air, and swings towards the police below.

[Ferine]

AJ asks one of the people nearest her "What is going on?" Then she yells to the people on the limo "Hey Dipshits Get Off The Car!"

[Renegade]

While up in the air, Cyberhawk turned his helmeted head just enough to watch the guy go over the ledge with the girl in tow.

"Don't ya forget to land on your head, ya hear?" he answered caustically as he made a grab for the one remaining would be jumper.

[The Omen]

RJ's thoughts during his descent:

"There can't be that many people capable of building an armor that sophisticated in memphis. The wings seem more for steering than propulsion...and judging by the lack of noise, its most likely some sort of anti-gravity rig."

"Impressive."

"Aside: Despite the lack of "villain purple" amidst all that green, I seem to recall an adversary of the fantastic four who employs similar technology. Reference 'Frightful Four' when you've a minute to spare. Probability of "The Parakeet" and the Wingless Wizard being one and the same: 23.7%."

"Analysis: Determine within .5% certainty the armored man's identity; Discover the current whereabouts of the Wizard. Estimating a 60% chance of "Parakeet" being a local boy, best course of action would be to find tech and engineering firms - past and present - with the resources and talent pool to have constructed a suit of that quality."

"Assuming that it's a one of a kind device, it stands to reason the creator is the pilot. Reminder to self: Run the voices of the proposed engineer and technologist data pool - including the Wizard- through audio filters set at "Parakeet's" distinctive speech..."

[shockwave]

OOC: Intuition (perception, either scanners, vision, or hearing, your choice) for everyone. Modifiers will be given based on your current situation and position.

[shockwave]

Corner of Union and 3rd - 9:46 am.

The mob on top of the cars and along the street seems to freeze in place as they see a body launch from the top of the building. (One pauses long enough to flip off AJ as she shouts at them, before quickly turning back to the building.) Screams begin to echo from some, while others hold their phones up to get pictures or video of the horrific event. Before impact, someone leaps into the air, getting into the air enough to clear the lower story. His aim and timing seem right on, as he impacts the falling man in mid-air. The thud of the impact seems bone crushing, and is quickly followed by the two bodies glancing off the side of the building as their trajectory changes, resulting in the two finally falling to the roof of the building and landing with a roll.

(OOC: Although Alec impacts the falling man, the side of the building, and the ground, he manages to absorb the force, limiting the damage from the impacts to scuffing up his jacket. He shields the man from taking damage, so that he'll walk away with minor scrapes and bruises.)


West Side of the Peabody Rooftop - 9:47 am

Cameras and phones try to get images from below as peope ooh and ah about the winged armored man taking to the air at the edge of the building. They are much mroe surprised when they see someone swinging over the edge holding a restrained female. A helecoptor above tries its best to get in position for the best possible shot.

[Dead Sidekick]

"Quit leerin' out the window and bring me some more coffee!" Zack bellowed at the waitress in the Denny's (South 3rd and Union), before turning back to his stack of pancakes.

He was accustomed to people being afraid or amazed by his reptilian features but still hid them under a trenchcoat and hoodie sweatshirt to not draw undue attention. But this waitress is still taking too long with the coffee.

He'd been there in time to see the police barriers go up, taking advantage of the 3 AM all-you-can-eat pancake price. He really didn't want to leave amidst all those cops and frenzied crowd. But now something was agitating the crowd further. After seeing the commotion of falling people down the side of the Peabody Hotel and the people leaping on cars he decided he was going to act. Hopefully he would not have to dig too many bullets out of his hide later.

Zack pulled his luchador wrestler's half-mask out of his trenchcoat pocket, and slipped it over his face, then stripped off the trenchcoat and hoodie down to black wrestling trunks. He gave a $50 bill to the cashier then handed him his bundled up trenchcoat and hoodie. "I'll be back for my change and my sssssssssstuff." Zack loved playing that reptilian hissing thing up.

Zack runs across the parking lot of Denny's heading southwest towards the Peabody Hotel, and upon reaching it, begins climbing the wall as fast as he can get to the rooftop.

Intuition FEAT:

[attack=978421478691279]

[The Omen]

OOC: Cue theme music... ;D


intuition FEAT:[attack=628832225719136]

IC (Calling down to the cops when they're in hearing range):

We caught one jumper and there's another on the other side of the building! My feathered friend in the green get up is heading there to make the catch!

[Relic]

<"I'll be damned,"> Joe says to the brothers, Julio and Pedro, while staring up at the Peabody Hotel's apex from their roof construction site far below and across the street on the building formerly occupied by, Cockadoos.* Joe isn't sure what's more impressive: the armored avian-man soaring effortlessly in the air, the daredevil swinging from a rope with damsel-in-distress in arm, or the simple fact that he can see the entire scene unfolding in striking crystal clarity as if he were right there next to them; he can even spot a slight smile on the masked-man's face after a quick verbal exchange with his birdman partner. The girl? Looks horrified, but okay.

<"They must be shooting, "Infuriators 2"… thought I read online they have filming permits here in town,"> says Pedro. <"I think you're right, bro."> Julio answers.

<"Hollywood hot shots. I've a problem with those type… but that's my business. C'mon, job's almost done. Let's finish up," Joe says. The 3-day job fixing water damage to the rooftop was pretty much done with just a few minor details to square away, but Joe'd like to wrap things up early; traffic will be hellish later, especially given the current commotion down in the streets.

As Julio and Pedro return to work, Joe takes a swig from his coffee container and scans about the crowd just below, noting the show of impressive police activity and the almost giddy spectators pushing to get a better view.

"Crazies…" he mutters.

All the voices, loud engines, honking horns, the noises nearly overwhelming. He draws a deep breath, still adjusting to selectively hearing what he wants and tuning out the rest. He places his coffee down, takes out some bright orange ear plugs from his pocket, and forces them into his ear canals.

"Better," he says glancing back up at the Peabody's roof top.

Int check (if necessary): [attack=458571711326238]


<translated from Spanish>

*apparently, Cockadoos is closed IRL? what it says online anyway, and the internet never lies

[Renegade]

IC: About to close in and finally snatch the guy.

Intuition Feat:

[attack=109198455931851]