No, No Problem Here!

No, no problem here!

I can’t offer you a fight but if you want to see one @save-the-villainous-cat and @epiclamer are at it again

OH DEAR GOD WHAT IS HAPPENING OVER THERE

THESE TWO????

You know what I think I see it

Sorry not sorry to the both of you please don’t kill me

Are you planning to choke me while fighting? Asking for a friend

I plan to stab them. Or perhaps, they want me to use bullets? Or would they prefer an axe?

I can be flexible when it comes to death. Go ahead, ask yourself them what their preference is.

This is how villains become supervillains

“For years, I’ve been so scared of myself, of what I can do, that I’ve held myself back. But I’m done being scared. I want to know what it’s like to use my powers at 100%.”

So I spent a few a few hours mulling over how to explain this without going into too much detail… and well, as a child I had a lot of police scanners around. My close family consisted of a few firemen, first responders, an EMT, a paramedic, and a few others who also had jobs that required they have a scanner. So no matter who I was with, I heard the scanners—and the codes— all the time.

By the age of eight, I knew the different tones meant different districts in the county, and I knew to shut up and listen, because someone’s life was at stake. And so over the course of one summer, I decided to learn the codes. And boy, they really do come in handy every once in a while.

Though, I’m surprised the 10-0 code wasn’t on that list. It gets used quite often *shrugs*

HI BLEEEEEEEDINGGGGGGGGGG OMG YOU'RE BLEEDING OH NO *calls an ambulance*

Oh, its all good here, don’t worry :D

*Calls local dispatch*

“Yeah, it’s a 10-22 on the last ambulance call. 10-9, its a 10-22. Go ahead and 10-19.”

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I’m not sure where this came from. It was late. I have not proofread. Enjoy. Lmk what y’all think please

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The storm drew her on.

She knew she would never make it through the night if she didn’t find shelter. And soon. The storm drew her on.

She shivered as the rain went from heavy drizzle to downpour. She was soaked to the bone, and she didn’t think any amount of warmth would be able to save her if she was out in the weather for much longer. The storm drew her on.

The wind howled, threatening to take her hood and cloak along with it. The lightning lit her way, but only for a moment before she was plunged into full darkness again. The thunder shook the ground so hard she stumbled at times. The storm drew her on.

One hallowed breath after another. She was so close to safety. She could feel it in her bones. But they were lying. The storm drew her on.

She collapsed to the ground in a heap. Where had that light gone to? She watched for it, but it would forever be gone. She crawled on, too weak to stand against the torrent’s blasts any longer. The storm drew her on.

“Need some help?” A voice called from before her. One that held years of experience and enough confidence that she knew he wasn’t lost.

Her voice was long gone, but he had already taken her hand and lifted her to her feet.

She collapsed again, only for her to be kept up by the strong hand. And suddenly he was close, and she, held. The storm would not draw her on anymore.

Can I just. Just.

*reaches out and hugs all of my followers*

There