Avengers: Dawn of the New

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New York City- Luna Adler

Luna snarled again and dodged, her tail swinging at the flying dumpster and batting it back. It hit the wall near him, trash spilling everywhere and the metal dented in where she hit it. She prowled along the edge of the roof, the flames slowly dwindling with no fuel but still shining off of her black scales.

Looks like they all scattered. Good. She didn't have to worry about them anymore.

She slowly, slowly folded her wings to her sides before she leapt down into the alley. She landed lightly, like a cat, silver eyes boring into him with a fiery rage in them. Human-Luna was still in control for the most part, but she risked losing it if they started fighting.

He was scared. Good. Her teeth were bared in a sadistic expression vaguely resembling a smile as she took a slow, calculating step forward, the deadly black claws scraping on the gravel in the alley. She was playing with him like a cat would with a mouse.

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NEW YORK CITY
CALVIN H. (PLAGUE)

The trash in the container showers Calvin with his disgusting contents, still he just ignore it, running, trying to get away from there. He feels how the worms are also scared of the fire, and he's lost, remembering that night, the night when what he thougth was his home was blown away by the men with the blue suits and that damned emblem, the image was seared in his mind.
Calvin run through the alleys trying to get away from the fire and from that reptilian creature, he bumps with some of his men pushing them aside, from time to time he turns to see if the creature was following him.

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New York City- Luna Adler

Luna gave chase, wings unfolding and carrying her into the air. She soared above the alley, blasting fire randomly behind him, but not actually aiming to hit him. All bark and no bite, it seemed. She wouldn't chase him too far, just until he hid from her. And let him call the police if he dared.

She'd be long gone by then. Probably.

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NEW YORK CITY
CALVIN H. (PLAGUE)

Scared to death Calvin keep running from the firebreathing creature, the bursts of fire had diminished but he didnt noticed, to him it was like if it was raining fire over his head. In his panic he didnt notice that he have left the alley, the streets are very different from the shady alleys, theres cars, people coming and going. Calvin turns and grab the first person that come close to him, he avoids touching any uncovered part of his body, "YOu!! I know it is you!! if you dare to come any closer I will kill this idiot!! I swear it!!" The hostage try to get free but the strength of Calvin its too much for him, its like a baby in his arms. The people notice his screams and some even begin to surround him.

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New York City- Luna Adler

Luna snarled and banked instantly, flapping her wings just enough to settle gently to the ground and avoid crushing people. Damn, why had she pushed it? She could had the wail of sirens approaching, and knew the army wouldn't be too far behind. But she couldn't let him kill this guy, and at the very least she had to make sure he did let him go.

She stayed the same distance away and growled, tail swishing and eyes locked on his masked face. But she didn't make a threatening move. As soon as he let the man go, she'd be out of here. The sirens were swiftly growing closer, and she could hear the rotors of helicopters in the distance.

@Onl6470
 
NEW YORK CITY
CALVIN H. (PLAGUE)

Calvin seems to not care about the incoming police, he was only intrested in the creature facing him.
"It is you didnt?, the wildcat, yes, I know, who else could be?, what are you?, a monster?, a monster like me?, you beter stay away from me or this man's death will be on your head, do you hear me?"
Calvin's hostage keep struggling trying to get free but to no end "please!! somebody help me!!"
"Silence!!" Calvin shake him effortless, like if he was a doll "Im gonna tell you how this will end, Im gonna take a car with this idiot and then when I make sure you didnt follow me I will release him, alive and unharm, ok?, if you understand me move that ugly head"
Calvin moves back putting the hostage in front of him.

@neobendium
 
New York City- Luna Adler

Luna narrowed her eyes at him and then, slowly, took a step back. And another. And another. People scattered away from her, people screaming and sobbing. Police cars rounded the corner and began getting people away, helicopters showed up over the buildings and headed over.

She took in a breath and then turned, snapping her wings open and taking off. A searchlight beamed over her and she screeched in pain as the light blinded her. She panicked at the prospect of being caught, discarding thoughts of the man and Calvin and focusing on her escape.

She needed to get out of here, and fast. She flew fast back toward where she left her clothes, heart pounding in her ears. The helicopters gave chase.

Crap.

@Onl6470
 
NEW YORK CITY
CALVIN H. (PLAGUE)

Calvin smiles satisfied seeing how the creature obey and left the place. "Smart girl, but I wont forget you wildcat, you have ruined my operation here, you owe me..." Calvin bump into a car, the owner left it with the keys on after seeing the dragon.
"Get lost..." Calvin release the hostage as he jump into the car. Turning it on he begins to drive but the police cars are already on him. They command him to stop the car but he just keep driving, soon some begin to fire at him, mostly aiming to the tires.
The chase continue through the car filled streets, Calvin driving like a maniac, making some cars crash into each other. The cops set up a barricade trying to stop him.
"Sorry guys Im not gonna be caught alive, not today, not ever" Calvin push the pedal to the max, accelerating aiming to crash into the barricade, but the cops start firing on him. The high caliber bullets punch through his body "Ha hahahahaha!! thats the better you can do?? thats it?"
The fire barrage continue but the car didnt stop, Calvin's car getting closer and closer to the barricade, but then Calvin lose control of the car as one of the wheels its blown. The car twists turning to the left and crashing against other cars, the force makes the car tumble ending upside down.
Calvin crawls out of the wreckage, his coat shredded by the bullets "hehehehe... that was fun..." hes a bit dizzy from the crash so he leans against the wrecked cars.
The cops command him to kneel and lay on the ground "shut the **** off... Im having a bit of a headache, and Im not gonna be caught..." Calvin moves like if he was gonna pull something out of his coat. WIth that the cops open fire on him, all at once, Calvin's body shakes as the bullets shred him, but its not until one pierce his head that he at last fall.
 
New York City- Luna Adler

Luna, meanwhile, was panicking as she flew for her hard-earned freedom. Unlike Calvin, she was sensitive to hurting others, though that was being quickly overruled by her dragon side. The more she panicked, the more she lost it, and it was inevitable that she would eventually snap.

She glanced behind at her pursuers, noting with her last but of humanity the emblem painted on the side. SHIELD. One of the eight helicopters behind her opened fire and she twisted violently out of the way, angling her body up so she might be able to make it out of their range.

Unfortunately, it was not to be. A bullet tore through her wing and she screamed in pain, a sound that was a mix between a shriek and a roar, filled with pain and anger. She spiraled down, her wings flailing as she desperately tried to stay aloft. Her body slammed into the street full-force, concrete and asphalt tearing up around her. She groaned in pain, struggling to get to her paws but barely making it.

She shook her head and blinked as thick red liquid dropped from her head into her eyes. Her shoulder had been damaged as well, and her wing was hanging limp at her side from the bullet tearing through the thin muscle and skin. She couldn't keep back a pathetic whimper as she swayed and then forced herself to steady. The blinding spotlights were pinned on her as she shook herself out and started taking a step forward.

She was forced to stop mere seconds later as vehicles surrounded her, all stamped as SHIELD. Her body shuddered as she snarled and opened her jaws to shoot flames at them, eyes crazed. If she was in prime condition, she'd be able to last longer and make better decisions....but she was half starved and out of control.

People burst from the cars, all aiming guns at her. She growled and turned in a tight circle, snarling as she prepared a blast. They all clicked their safety off. She let loose the flames at one side, the agents scrambling for cover. But it was over too soon for her. They opened fire, and even though their bullets glanced off her horns and spines, they did hit her wings every once in a while and scratched her body.

Once they stopped shooting and the dust had settled, they could only see the dragon laying on her side with blood running down her sides and face. She couldn't keep back a whimper that ended in a pain-filled groan as she struggled to even lift her head. Agents closed in around her but she didn't make a move to get up or attack. There was no use.

Her vision faded in and out as she lay limply on the ground, her breathing labored. She couldn't keep from shifting back to her human form. She vaugely felt her hands being cuffed behind her and a blanket being wrapped around her. She shuddered and whimpered as she was pulled to her bare feet, the soles getting cut on sharp, torn concrete. She could barely walk. Her legs felt like jelly and she was being supported between two agents.

Luna blacked out as she was locked into a chair.

She woke up some time later- how long, she didn't know- in what seemed to be a glass cell. She was fully clothed in a white jumpsuit, like one would wear in a prison. Panic clenched around her chest as she struggled to sit up and looked around in fright. At least they had bandaged her many wounds. That much was good. She hurt like hell and felt like she couldn't move if she tried.

She let out a shuddering sigh as she leaned back and curled on her side painfully. May as well try to comply with their demands...it might make it better for her.

Meanwhile, an agent was wating outside Loki's office, foot tapping impatiently as he waited for Jemma. He needed to talk with the Director about their latest capture.

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NEW YORK CITY
CALVIN H. (PLAGUE)

As the shootout ends the cops begin to approach to Calvin's body, they advance with care, one group aiming his weapons to Calvin's, while the other group approach his guns also drawn out. One move the body using his shotgun barrel "He's dead... repeat, he's dead!"
Almost all the cops sighs relieved that its over, "what the hell its going on? whos that freak? and the other thing? its true?"
The cops spread around waiting for the forensics team "its true, or at least that what I was hearing on the radio, a goddamn flying lizard, but want to know whats even more strange than that?"
The cop shares a cigarette with the other, both try to disguise the fact that their hands are shaking "stranger than a flying lizard and a freak that took more lead than a nazi squad at world war II?, tell me, what could be stranger than that?".
"Well, for starters the radio transmision from the air units were cut and the units recalled to the base, all of them, they said that a special task force would take over, I also heard from Central that some guys, all wearing black suits, black glasses, etc., went straight with the captain and took hold of everything, they must be coming right now".
The cop takes a puff from the cigarette "Come on, now you are gonna tell me that -the men in black- are in this?, the flying lizard and the freak didnt look like aliens to me, must be the damn feds wanting to take the spotlight as usual, even when it was us who handled the whole thing"-
"Hey guys! you need to take a look at this.." both men turns as another cop has called them, hes kneeled next to Calvin.
"You should leave that, the feds are on the way and you know how annoying they are when they think we messed with -his- crime scene" as they approach they see that the cop as Calvin's facemask on his hand.
"What the..." both men step back after watching Calvin's face.
"You want to reconsider that thing about the aliens?"
 
New York City- Tara Caverly

Tara was hidden in the shadows around the corner with Jerhico, watching every move that the police made. This was definitely their man. Now all they had to do was manage to drag him back to their base. Before they could make their move, though, three men in black suits came around the corner in a van. A SHIELD- stamped van.

Tara cursed under her breath and ducked further into the shadows.

The agents got out and ushered the policemen away, drowning out any questions and protests they had. Once they were rid of, the agents stooped over Calvin and began carelessly loading him into the van. They were wearing rubber gloves to protect themselves from his rot, so they moved quickly to prevent their gloves from rotting away.

Tara met Jerhico's eyes and nodded once, the signal to attack. By now, the agents were halfway to the van. They couldn't hear their conversation at this distance, but Tara didn't think it was important. Their goal was just to get the man safely to the base.

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New York City - Jericho Perkins
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Jericho had been laying low, watching... Waiting; it was the standard teammate recovery mission, and this one was no different, for the most part, this wouldn't be his first encounter with SHIELD, not by the long shot... He could see their agents trying to stave off unwanted attention from the local police force, just like them.

If only the police had an idea what SHIELD was capable of... What their agents have done, to him... His family... And most of the people he had once known during the incident that wiped out most of his town. The urge was there to scream, to announce to the locals what SHIELD truly was, at least the way he saw it. However, he couldn't risk blowing his cover, as well as Tara's; it was imperative that they recover their Agent before SHIELD took him to a more secure place, he would have to stuff his temptations for now.

They were so careless about loading Calvin into the van, it almost made him sick... But still, he waited, waited for a signal from Tara, but he was growing impatient... He looked towards her, just in time to make eye contact with her; she nodded once, looks like his patience had rewarded him... It was time to strike.

He cleared his mind, focusing his mind on willing the closest SHIELD agent to obey his own mental commands... Put down Calvin, and create a diversion. Jericho was well aware of the risks of prolonged usage of his mind control, so he had to keep this little session brief... All he needed was to use one of the agents to create just enough of a diversion for Tara to sneak off with their teammate, and it was smooth sailing from there. For the time being though, he had his mind cleared of all thoughts, other than the thoughts he was broadcasting towards the closest SHIELD agent, thoughts that would soon become commands for his target if his technique worked.
 
NEW YORK CITY
SHIELD TRANSPORT

The team of SHIELD troopers sits one facing the others, nobody talks, nobody looks around, his training taking hold of them. In the middle of the transport lays Calvin, inside a black plastic bag, and secured to the floor with straps, a faint trail of smoke comes from the plastic.
Then one of the troopers turn his eyes up, until only the whites are showing. He stand up and move his hand to his sidearm.
"Agent? what the hell are you doing? drop it!! drop it!!"
The agents point his guns to the standing man who in turn move from one to other pointing his gun to them.

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New York City- Tara Caverly

Tara smiled in approval at Jericho as she moved out of the dark corner. Good. Everything was going smoothly now. Now all that was left was to disable the other two bozos and get their soon-to-be teammate out of here.

Ivy vines sprouted around them in the patches of dirt, snaking up their legs and arms and squeezing tightly around their necks. She wasn't planning on strangling them, just knocking them out. She turned to Jericho. "Go get Calvin," she said in a low voice. "I can hold them."

@OnI6470 @york
 
New York City - Jericho Perkins

@OnI6470 @neobendium

Jericho nodded, quickly making his way towards the target... His concentration was broken as soon as he saw Tara taking care of their opposition, his distraction worked like a charm, and he moved swiftly to knock out the one he had mind controlled, giving him a minute window to come to his senses... However, he knew that regardless of how successfull that little move was, he had to get going... He quickly went to retrieve Calvin while they still had their opposition occupied.

It was uncertain how long it would take for other SHIELD operatives to take notice of this little delay, so Jericho knew he couldn't waste time admiring their "handiwork".
 
NEW YORK CITY
SHIELD TRANSPORT

"What the **** is this?" screams one of the SHIELD agents as he figths against one vine who try to strangle him. The other agents are doing the same, their guns on the transport floor. As he keep trying to keep the vine away from his neck he also try to reach the comm radio near his neck, "Central... we have... we have...".
As Calvin body its moved he barely notice it, the worm as just started to work on him and head wounds take time, the brain tissue was very complicated and while the healing starts he dreams, he dreams about his past, but sometimes, like now, he dreams with the worms, he see himself, naked, wandering through dark tunnels, until he reach a giant, reddish worm, standing like a cobra, but this is no reptile, no hes slimy, covered with black, sharp hairs like thorns, the worm stare at him even when it has no eyes, then, he opens a giant maw, filled with tiny teeths, slime bath him as the giant mouth its about to devour him.
Then, the heart begins to beat again.

@neobendium @york
 
New York- Poring Flan

At a dessert store, a shopkeeper noticed a young girl who was dressed out in a pinkish red dress. The dress was overly frilly and made the girl resemble an anime character. The man wondered if there was some cartoon event nearby but he would not discriminate as long as she bought something.

"How may I help you little girl."

The girl tilted her head up to look at the tall man. He had huge arms and an even bigger body. The smile on his face was over shadowed by his linebacker like presences. The girl's eyes glowed as if she had just finished crying but her face seemed almost as if she could not cry. While the man held a essences of superiority to the girl, the girl did not even seem phased by his statue. She had other things on her mind. She was hungry and wanted to eat. "Can I have a yummy Flan." She placed her hand over her belly and rubbed it in a circle while staring at the man with her expressionless face. The man did not respond as he looked back at the girl. Something seemed off about the girl. "Please?" added the girl as forced an over the top smile.

The smile on further made her appear less normal but the man was not going to lose a sale just because someone was a little weird. He forced a chuckle and turned around. "No problem little girl," He reached into the glass and grab a small plate with the yellow jiggly dessert with chocolate sauce on top. "That will be 3 dollars."

The girl nodded and reached into a pocket which was hidden inside of one of her frills. She pulled out 3 dollar bills and handed it to the man who then gave the girl the dessert. The man moved to put the money into his cash register when he noticed the bills where moist. He held up one to see if something was on it when he saw something red drip from the bill.
"What is this?"

He turn to the girl to see her eat the dish in one gulp. He turned to the money which turned to red slime. He stormed to her and grabbed her arm. "Hey I don't know what trick your pulling miss but we use real money here. Pay up or else I will call the authority." he pulled her arm when it just came off. The man screamed as he saw red goo leak out from where he pulled off the arm. The girl turned to him and saw her arm reverting back to slime. "Oppies... I forgot human arms don't come off so easily." She turned to the man losing her smile. "I was not playing tricks. I gave you some green paper. Was it not good enough?"

The man backed away into the counter. "Your... your that monster! Leave or else i will call the cops."

She lowered her head. Not only was her disgust ruined again, she was called a monster. Why was she a monster? She walked into the establishment like a human. She bought the food like a human. She did not even attack the man.

"I am not a monster so you don't have to call anyone."

"This is your last warning Slime monster!"

She clenched her teeth and the red slime dripping from her arm started to bubble. "I AM NOT A MONSTER. I AM PORING FLAN!" A slime tentacle grew out of her hand and grab the man as he reached for the phone. However it was too late, he already dialed the number. "Why, why are all you humans so mean. I try so hard. Really hard I try. But you all just keep bulling me." The man threw the phone at her after screaming in it for help. The phone impaled her head ruining her face. The girl shouted before turning to slime. Still holding the man, she raised him and slam him into the ceiling. "You messed up my disguise and..." She then looked around to see the mess she was causing. "I am not bad..."

Before she could release him, the police stood out side the window with their guns pointed at her. "DONT MOVE MONSTER!"
 
CookieMonster said:
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Avengers' / SHIELD Base​
"Hm.. Soldier serum you say? I agree. We wouldn't want to have a type of Hulk situation on our hands."

He leaned back in his chair and studied her facial expression. It was like there was something else she wanted to say, but didn't know how to say it. He pushed the thought away. She would speak when she was ready. He didn't want to push her too far. That wouldn't be a good first move as Director.

"In the terms of weapons, I'd very much prefer if you used.. were they called Night-night guns? It would be easier to find out what she wants if she's not dead." He had heard up the vineyard that they had formulated a new type of weapon. Non-lethal, but also powerful enough to put the person into a deep sleep. Plus, he loved the name.


Xara Harper / Ava Smith
Lincoln Memorial, Washington D.C.

Interactions/Mentioned | Jemma Simmons

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Xara sat atop the Lincoln Monument, legs swinging in the breeze as she cast an uncertain glance across the canvas. How she got on top of the Lincoln monument, however, was the question. She was sitting right next to Lincoln's feet, hands in her lap. There was a small black plastic case, one used for transporting bio-hazardous goods. Along it, a blue file that contained different papers inside and a few photos. As she sat there, she looked around the memorial, trying to find the woman she would be meeting.​
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Jemma Simmons
Avengers/ Shield Base
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" It isn't exactly like the Hulk situation, he has anger issues, but otherwise, he is an exact replica of the late Captain America."

He leaned back in his chair and studied her facial expression. It was like there was something else she wanted to say, but didn't know how to say it. He pushed the thought away. She would speak when she was ready. He didn't want to push her too far. That wouldn't be a good first move as Director.

Jemma worried that he was so much like the Captain America that it might be his down fall too. She wasn't sure when she mentioned that she wished she understood why she had survived on the planet more time than any other person in the universe. She paused and wondered if he had any reccomendations.

"In the terms of weapons, I'd very much prefer if you used.. were they called Night-night guns? It would be easier to find out what she wants if she's not dead."He had heard up the vineyard that they had formulated a new type of weapon. Non-lethal, but also powerful enough to put the person into a deep sleep. Plus, he loved the name.

" Yes, the Night- night guns are very non-lethal and would be used in case of an emergency if she proves to be violent, it has been known to get people here without waking them up," she added, as she looked at the director and prepared to leave. " I know this is a weird request, but you should talk to our Captain clone and explain to him why he can't go on missions."

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Nathan Stone/ Jemma Simmons
Lincoln Memorial, Washington D.C.

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Xara sat atop the Lincoln Monument, legs swinging in the breeze as she cast an uncertain glance across the canvas. How she got on top of the Lincoln monument, however, was the question. She was sitting right next to Lincoln's feet, hands in her lap. There was a small black plastic case, one used for transporting bio-hazardous goods. Along it, a blue file that contained different papers inside and a few photos. As she sat there, she looked around the memorial, trying to find the woman she would be meeting.

Jemma had arrived early, her two teams hopefully in position. She had no clue what her informant looked like, but she had a feeling the girl knew what she looked like. Walking not too far behind here was Nathan Stone in case things went even more array. Jemma noticed that there was a girl sitting by the statue steps, was this for her? She catiously approached her before she did anything too drastic. " Would you be the woman who called me early today?" She asked, as she needed to confirm before anything else went wrong.

@CookieMonster @the small team ( @neobendium @psychoofireland)
 
New York City- Tara Caverly

Tara sprouted another behind the struggling man and attacked him from behind, before striding from the shadows and helping Jericho lift the body bag that had Calvin inside. "I really hope he's alive, because if he's not, I'll have wasted all this energy getting him," she muttered under her breath.

She kept half her concentration on the vines, squeezing them around their necks and holding their bodies still with the plants.

@OnI6470 @york

SHIELD Base- Luna Adler

Luna hadn't been give anything to eat yet, and she was getting rather annoyed with this turn of events. The jumpsuit was uncomfortable, the cell was too...white..., she was sore, and she was hungry. She glared at every agent that passed, a simmering hatred residing in her silver eyes. They didn't seem to care much, but some avoided her gaze.

She knew she couldn't just bust out of here, not with all these agents in the base. She was injured, probably couldn't fly yet, and she was not in a very good condition to start with.

....And when was she going to get to eat?

The agent sent to discuss their prisoner with Director Loki, meanwhile, was knocking on the door of the office. He had shot to his feet as soon as Jemma had exited, eager to get it over with.

@CookieMonster
 
Unyielding said:
New York- Poring Flan

At a dessert store, a shopkeeper noticed a young girl who was dressed out in a pinkish red dress. The dress was overly frilly and made the girl resemble an anime character. The man wondered if there was some cartoon event nearby but he would not discriminate as long as she bought something.

"How may I help you little girl."

The girl tilted her head up to look at the tall man. He had huge arms and an even bigger body. The smile on his face was over shadowed by his linebacker like presences. The girl's eyes glowed as if she had just finished crying but her face seemed almost as if she could not cry. While the man held a essences of superiority to the girl, the girl did not even seem phased by his statue. She had other things on her mind. She was hungry and wanted to eat. "Can I have a yummy Flan." She placed her hand over her belly and rubbed it in a circle while staring at the man with her expressionless face. The man did not respond as he looked back at the girl. Something seemed off about the girl. "Please?" added the girl as forced an over the top smile.

The smile on further made her appear less normal but the man was not going to lose a sale just because someone was a little weird. He forced a chuckle and turned around. "No problem little girl," He reached into the glass and grab a small plate with the yellow jiggly dessert with chocolate sauce on top. "That will be 3 dollars."

The girl nodded and reached into a pocket which was hidden inside of one of her frills. She pulled out 3 dollar bills and handed it to the man who then gave the girl the dessert. The man moved to put the money into his cash register when he noticed the bills where moist. He held up one to see if something was on it when he saw something red drip from the bill.
"What is this?"

He turn to the girl to see her eat the dish in one gulp. He turned to the money which turned to red slime. He stormed to her and grabbed her arm. "Hey I don't know what trick your pulling miss but we use real money here. Pay up or else I will call the authority." he pulled her arm when it just came off. The man screamed as he saw red goo leak out from where he pulled off the arm. The girl turned to him and saw her arm reverting back to slime. "Oppies... I forgot human arms don't come off so easily." She turned to the man losing her smile. "I was not playing tricks. I gave you some green paper. Was it not good enough?"

The man backed away into the counter. "Your... your that monster! Leave or else i will call the cops."

She lowered her head. Not only was her disgust ruined again, she was called a monster. Why was she a monster? She walked into the establishment like a human. She bought the food like a human. She did not even attack the man.

"I am not a monster so you don't have to call anyone."

"This is your last warning Slime monster!"

She clenched her teeth and the red slime dripping from her arm started to bubble. "I AM NOT A MONSTER. I AM PORING FLAN!" A slime tentacle grew out of her hand and grab the man as he reached for the phone. However it was too late, he already dialed the number. "Why, why are all you humans so mean. I try so hard. Really hard I try. But you all just keep bulling me." The man threw the phone at her after screaming in it for help. The phone impaled her head ruining her face. The girl shouted before turning to slime. Still holding the man, she raised him and slam him into the ceiling. "You messed up my disguise and..." She then looked around to see the mess she was causing. "I am not bad..."

Before she could release him, the police stood out side the window with their guns pointed at her. "DONT MOVE MONSTER!"
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"Woah woah woah, what's happening here?"

Your friendly neighbourhood- wait no. That was not Spiderman.

That was Scarlet Spider, swinging by on his webs and landing right in the middle of the slime and the police.

"Care to explain the situation?" Scarlet Spider tries to simmer the situation, then dabs towards the cashier. "Oh, by the way, I'd like a banana split - all scoops strawberry - after this case is good."​
 
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