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located in Dark Hero Earth., a part of Dark Avengers: The New Generation, one of the many universes on RPG.

Dark Hero Earth.

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Character Portrait: Tanis Nieves Character Portrait: John "Kevlar" Thatcher Character Portrait: Agent Black
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Killing high. That's what some people called it. The rush of adrenaline when you're the one standing triumphant, and your broken enemy is no longer a threat. The military trained you against, of course - both to prevent their soldiers from becomming serial murderers and because that 'bulletproof' vibe could get you killed quick - but that didnt mean Kevlar didnt feel it and revel in his brief victory. Why hells -yes- he'd just beaten something out of a Sci-fi horror flick. One down, three to go.

Er... four. The suit - having tagged Carnage as a high priority threat - warns him when the big crimson bruiser starts to move. Not that he couldnt hear that psycho scream. And the others echo it. Time to make with the smarts over the bravado. He doesnt even turn towards the symbiotes, wasting no time in activating the flight jets outfitted into the armor to shoot out paralel to the ground. Only breifly, mind you, so that he can use one hand to scoop up the bundle he'd dropped before doning the suit. Lasher was slowly circling from behind, so good thing he'd taken out the quick one first.

"Remember, kids; a smart man knows when it's time to run like a sissy girl!"

As soon as his hand registers the impact of his cargo, he banks hard, looking to put some of the piled debris between him and the two with the firearms. It would only be a couple of seconds before he was out of range. As much as he hated flying, Kevlar could stomach the twisting turns if it meant keeping his skin intact for another day. Besides, the SHIELD choppers and the NY responders were getting thicker then flies, so something that'd never been a part of his contract in the first place wasnt going to be enough to keep him here and risk his day becomming any worse.

This shite was already too weird for television, and it looked like it wasnt going to be over any time soon.