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Masks Part 4: Captain ChaosA shadow of a man is seen on top of a building, but barely, against the dark sky and barely lit streets of Yuma, the man oversees the street and the people walking to and fro along the street. It is me. I am a commander of anarchy, the bringer of true justice in this world. I am Captain Chaos.Masks Part 4: Captain Chaos by Hydralisk5201
People have asked me what I see in this world. In this nation. I see fat, decrepit people living unnatural lives, too unfit for survival in true Darwinism and because of the fight to keep every being surviving in these conditions the world is overrun and there is little incentive to be one of the strong. Instead people are strong in intellect, in artistry, in eating, in having personality disorders, and being protected in an entire liberal sense where otherwise no one would care and their ridiculous problems would eventually be wiped out in natural selection. How does any of this benefit the world? So what if we know how molecules work that doesnt put food in starving, but formerly able-bod
Masks Part 3: BrothersI cant wait to start. Stephen said as he slipped his on his mask. Im so tired of these people getting away with stuff they shouldnt. he points to a tv playing a cold case murder show. How do I look?Masks Part 3: Brothers by Hydralisk5201
Will looks at Stephen, who is wearing an all red suit with a black eyemask. Like Flash Gordon He laughs.
Shut up Stephen laughs as he smacks Will. Its red! Hence The Crimson. Duh?
Will cringes Why the the in your name?
Because it makes me stand out! Your name doesnt need one so dont be jealous, Cobalt. Or should I just point and laugh and say you look like the blue power ranger? they laugh.
We should be approved soon. That hero site I was telling you about will protect us from any Police misunderstanding so we should be ok, when I get our secret Police contact we will be added into the shadow archives. Will says, clicking on a comp
Masks Part 2: The P.I.It is a cool Thursday afternoon, I only know this because this was the day molly comes back to me. She never liked me out on the job, always out on nights and most weekends, and so, understandably, she became distant. I step forward along the sidewalk, against traffic as some drifter in all black walks past me, his hat brim low and I could not see his eyes. Some sort of business card was on the floor next to a hero comforting a poor shaken girl (Leatherhead maybe?), who lifted her cell phone to call the police as the hero turns around and is gone. I pick up the business card and say is this yours? im not sure if it was she looked confused and said sure and grabbed it anyway. Shes Mollys age. I hope Mollys studies in criminal investigation and her internship will help her understand what I had to sacrifice. The girl looks at it quizzingly and looks at the drifter and shakes her head and responds to a policeman answering their phone. AMasks Part 2: The P.I. by Hydralisk5201
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