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located in Capetown, Texas, a part of Project Oddity, one of the many universes on RPG.

Capetown, Texas

Welcome to Capetown, Texas, the nation's 5th in population density of parahumans to humans!

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Character Portrait: Jasmin Lehtinen (Sähkö) Character Portrait: Lucas Eklund (Chrysopoeia) Character Portrait: Teen Heroes of America (THA) Character Portrait: Heroes League of America
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Capetown, TX. 09/20/2017, 10:45 AM. 73°F,
Partly Cloudy. Arc 4: Abberance.




After the blinding light-show died down, Chrysopoeia watched as Sähkö held her pose for a second, then two. The side of her body faced Tangle, her body and feet pointing at a perpendicular angle to his direction. Her arm outstretched towards the Abhorrent, and her head followed down her arm, gazing at the beast. Then, she slowly turned her head to look at her teammates. Her mouth formed a small 'o' shape, her jaw loose, her eyebrows were knit forward, and tears were in her eyes.
..... She was surprised? That didn't seem right to Chrysopoeia. She couldn't have been so cocky in her power that she thought she could do damage to the Abhorrent that other, stronger, capes couldn't.
..... Ah, then it clicked for him. She was surprised at her own immense power. She'd probably never discharged that much energy in her life. Sähkö never flexed her powers. She was afraid of hurting others.
..... Then her knees buckled, and she fell slightly, before re-straightening her legs, trying to catch her balance. The use of her power must've weakened her. Adrenaline is the only reason she hasn't fainted.
..... Then, suddenly, a cold chill went over Chrysopoeia as a tingle ran up his spine. He turned to face Tangle, and realized the Abhorrent had turned its head to face... them. It was 'staring', though it had no eyes, at Sähkö. The fight had only been going on for a few minutes, but Chrysopoeia knew that when Tangle faced someone like that, it meant lasers.
..... "Seraph!" he barked immediately, and dinner-plate-sized portals began to open up in a wall, between them and Tangle. The portals were all a hair from touching each other, but they were circular. This created a pattern of diamond-shaped holes, openings between the portals. Seraphim had control over the shapes of her portals, why'd she do that? It must've been a split second error, because the portals began quickly turning into hexagons, one by one. Not quick enough though, and their world turned white for the second time in a single minute.
..... ...and they were still alive when the whiteness faded, though in pain. The air around them had heated to as hot as an oven, and several diamond-shaped patches on each of them were burned, badly. Smoldering clothes, and blistered skin. Still, the portals had drastically reduced the surface area of the beam, saving them from a worse fate.
..... Then, bright white searing light flashed again, but this time, instead of at them, Tangle drew a line in the building, bisecting it. Whilst they stood on it's roof. Chrysopoeia felt the concrete roof below them buckle and crack as the building destabilized. If the building came crashing down, they might not survive the rubble. Chrysopoeia touched one of the scales on his suit, and touched the building below him, transmuting the entire building into a giant building-sculpted block of steel. The building stopped rumbling.
..... "Man, Tangle was not happy you did that, Jaz." Chrysopoeia joked. No one laughed. In fact, he heard Sähkö suck in a breath, a gasp.
..... "Guys..." She weakly said, and lifted her arm, pointing.
..... Chrysopoeia looked up and his stomach dropped. Like a rattle snake, Tangle had lifted part of his tail high into the sky.
..... "Sandstorm, dome-shield, now! Chrys, go get Sähkö." Seraphim ordered, and Chrysopoeia immediately dashed five feet away to where Sähkö was barely able to keep herself standing. He picked her up, princess-style, and began dashing back to the small dome-shaped tomb of sand Sandstorm had erected. It was a common tactic of The Congenial's. Sandstorm would create a dome-shaped shield over them, and Chrysopoeia would transmute it into something stronger, like steel or titanium.
..... Then in a split second, Chrysopoeia noticed something terrifying. Tangle's tail was dropping, already. And fast.
..... Sandstorm's dome wasn't big enough for them to even stand in yet. Much less, for all four of them to fit into. Sandstorm and Seraphim were already standing in it. They could fit if they ducked down. "Guys, duck!" he screamed, and curled Sähkö into the fetal position and ungracefully threw her into the dome, falling to his knees as he did. Then, he touched the dome of swirling liquid sand, and it became titanium.

"Chrysopoeia down."






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Capetown, TX. 09/20/2017, 10:47 AM. 73°F,
Partly Cloudy. Arc 4: Abberance.



"Chrysopoeia down."
..... No. Sähkö denied, in her head.
..... There's no way.
..... And yet, in the darkness, she could only feel Seraphim and Sandstorm's costumes. And by 'feel', she didn't mean with her hands. She was laying on top of them. The metal of the dome was dented at the top and pushed flat against her chest, pinning her, and underneath her Ray and Mark lay in rather uncomfortable positions, as they were sitting of crouching before she was thrown ontop of them.
..... And they were stuck. Pinned inside the dome, unable to move. Unable to destroy the dome without hurting themselves. The floor beneath them was solid steel, and the dome was solid elemental titanium. Both at least two feet thick.
..... They were trapped.

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