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ROGUES GALLERY: Skies of Terror

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Black Mist has hijacked a zeppelin, and stationed it above Point Nemo, over 1000 miles from any land mass, with a party of some of the richest people alive as hostages. Her demands: 2 million dollars, or she begins throwing people off. Can the heroes Caballero Noir, Mega Neko, and Shrink stop her and her new ally, Half-Beat?

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The Black Mist took a gentle sip of her martini.
She swore.
I said, stirred, not SHAKEN!
She threw the glass at the terrified barman's head, but didn't move the sights of the pistol from it either.
She sat perfectly calmly in the bar of the Zeppelin she had commandeered, with the help of a rappel and a tall building.
Namely, the Eiffel Tower.
She smiled sweetly to herself.
How y'all doing back there?
She called to the tied-up hostages as they struggled in their bonds, trapped in their seats in the passenger seating area.
 
Half-beat stood near a libery in a small town in London quite happily. "Maybe next time don't just freak, just give kill." She muttered. She was quite happy with her Qurrent job.
She had her backpack tied to her leg tightly, a meat cleaver in her right hand just in case.

She had gotten a bit more insane since her last job.
 
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It's always good to keep the hostages in check.
Now, to the bridge!
The Black Mist strode from the room, taking the captain's hat and jamming it over her long black hair.
 
OOC: No, over Point Nemo.
It's the single furthest point from civilisation in the world.
 
OOC: I believe he means that Mist climbed to the top of the eiffel tower, and from there rapelled to the zeppelin. On that note, E-123 said he'd take care of transportation.
 
Shrink led his allies to a marina. "A boat, please, friend." he said. "I'm no friend of yours." the man behind the counter replied. "Twenty dollars an hour." (OOC: What country is this?) Shrink thought for a minute. "Let's make a deal. If I can guess what your parents bought you for your eleventh birthday, my friends and I get a free boat rental. But, if I'm wrong, I pay double the rate." "Deal. Give it your best shot." Shrink probed the man's memory. "A bicycle. A red one, with seven speeds. Blue flames. And your middle name is Andrew." The man gasped. "Jesus..." He handed over the keys. "Take them! Get the hell away from me!" Shrink pocketed the keys, pushing his way to the dock and transferring himself into the boat. "If one of you could get my chair in, I'll owe you one."
 
Mega Neko had swam out to Point Nemo. All 1500 miles. He was half dead, and wearing a gold speedo.
"Hello?" He called up to the Zeppelin, gasping. He could have used a flying cat, but he figured he needed the exercise. He was now regretting it, however. Mostly due to the three days without sleep of desalinated water, and the 33 hours without food.
 
half-beat let out a sigh. She turned into a blur then disappeared. She reappeared on the zeppelin. She gripped her meat cleaver and took a deep breathe. She readied her meat cleaver and got ready to bash heads.
 
"Fair enough. You had a blue Transformers backpack in first grade." Shrink said.
 
Half-beat pulled her other meat cleaver out of her backpack, She held two large meat cleavers in her hands firmly as she strolled through the zeppelin, She glanced around calmly. She had decided that she would finish her part, pick up her pay then leave.
 
Shrink started up the boat's engine. The zeppelin grew in the distance.
 
Eliot, realizing the zeppelin was a tad high for any occupants to see him, summoned a nyan cat to fly him up there. With a catchy tune, it grabbed onto his arm and lifted him up to the door, just outside of where Half Beat was. He knocked.
 
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