“Return to alpha” ordered Mule
“Roger that!” Rakety smirked “wait, should I set off a stun bomb just in case?”
“Save it, detonate a satchel charge to scare them, make it look like terrorisim”
“Roger that!” Rakety smirked, doing so almost instantly
Mark-2 looks over at the heroes and gets a little on edge
Mars rolls her eyes, letting out an exaggerated sigh. “Sure you are. Look, does it matter? Next time I see him he’s going home in chains; whether he died a few times or not. If it really makes you feel better you can have a nice little chat with him after I catch him, okay?”
Snapshot takes a few quick pictures of some of the stranger totems, but mostly leaves them alone. Her attention, then, turns to the outside of the cage. It was time to try something. Holding her breath, she summons an image to her mind - that of the Salesman phasing past enemy attacks. A chill rushes over her body, like goosebumps running from her skin down to her bones. Here went nothing. She reaches out, one intangible hand moving to pass through the cage.
After donning his new suit (Which had come in the mail earlier in the day) O2 strides into the city heading in the general direction of the embassy (which had sadly been unable to attend on the day of the attack as he had the flu). After a while he spies the small group of heroes currently being spied on by Mark-2, he waves to them “Hello! I couldn’t help but notice that you are forming a group… do you have room for one more?!” he calls out to them.
Justin slowly nodded. “…okay.”
“Me?” Mark-2 asks “Well some faker has stolen my identity and now I’m working with Kyro, but you dress like one of us, so you can join The Cult Of The Dark Lord!”
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“Whilst Identity theft is a crime which ruins billions of lives every year, Joining a Super Villain as well as a Cult hardly seems like an well though out response!” replies O2, in an equal mix of cynicism and sympathy.
“We aren’t really evil, Kyro’s pretty tragic, he mentions this woman called Sarah sometimes, but he’s pretty cagey about her, I’m sure you’ve lost people?” Mark-2 asks “besides we’re not that bad, I haven’t killed anyone since I joined the cult, you’d probably like it!”
“Still Though! regardless of the trauma you’ve evidently suffered shouldn’t you try to move along and try to become a better person as a result! Besides and not make light of your situation but isn’t this the golden opportunity to rediscover yourself and become a completely new albeit law-abiding person! also can you come down! I don’t really like shouting at people and I feel we can reach some kind of an understanding through a conversation like this!”
“The Cult don’t really kill people…” mark-2 pauses “fine I’ll come with you…”
“Stop right there you faker!” Mark-3 yells
“No I’m the original!” Mark-4 says
“I believe that’s me!” Mark-5 chuckles
“No that’s me!” Mark-6 growls
O2 would find himself surrounded by hundreds of Marks
" First things first I feel we should at least know each-others (so many others) names, for the sake of brevity I’ll start, my name is O2 and i’m a superhero what are you guys collectively called (as you seem to be arguing over who’s the original) "
“I’m Mark McNeil!” they all said, O2 might’ve lost count as there was around a few hundred of them
“What’s so great about being Mark Mcneil?!” asks “You there!” he says pointing to Mark-345 (not that O2 would know what number he was) " what’s stopping you from being your own person, for instance stanley, I reckon you’d make a great Stanley don’t you? "
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“I’ve spent my life as Mark McNeil, imagine if I just walked up to you and said ‘hey you’re Bob Scott now’ how would you feel?” Mark-345 asked “I have every memory and all the knowledge it’s just…”
"To be honest Mark, I do know. I’ve spent most of my life as O2 I can’t really remember my own name. Besides isn’t this a better way than needlessly fighting over the right to be the fabled ‘one true mark’. I know its hard but it’ll be way harder if you remain slaves to your past life. Its a vicious cycle which only you can break… "
Meanwhile at the Docks of New Evo, OFT stands waiting as a small ship heads ever closer. As the ship arrives and the men "My clock needs repairing, I trust you men are here to escort me to the repairman " the men nod. OFT smiles “Brilliant, lets get going Time waits for no man” he says stepping onto the ship, which makes its return to the Submarine.
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Later, the plague doctor cultist awoke with a start. He found himself tied to a chair in a blank room, sitting next to another cultist in the same predicament. The tranquilizer was still in his system, and so the plague doctor still felt a little woozy, not fully with reality.
“showtime.” Pierce said to the mule as he watched through a one-way mirror.
“What?” Sadie turned around, looking st the strange man “gamemaster?”
“I’ll give you gentlemen a moment to consider what we’ve just discussed. However, in the meantime I think I saw a group of heroes come through here any chance you could point me in their direction?” asks O2 with a hint of trepidation.
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