Vapor

~A catch you aren't mentioning, if I'm going to be right honest with ya."

"You overestimate my current level of recruitment capabilities... Many of my men have defected, there's only a handful left still willing to follow my lead."

Vapor cautiously looked over the other and let out a gentle chuckle. Although it seemed devoid of joy.

"It sounds like it comes with~

~Effect on the villain. Far less charismatic, far more decrepit and to the point. A stark contrast to everything documented about him.

Vapor listened intently as the other spoke. However, his cold and emotionless demeanor did not shift in the slightest.

"Flattery is a fools game, my friend... just get to the point of why you've contacted me. Surely it wasn't just to idly chat, hm?"

Seems recent events have had a rather lasting~

~Flash of bright lightning, What appeared to be a man appeared before Vapor. Speaking of how they may be of use to him.

The Villain narrowed his one good eye.

"I'm listening..."

Curiously enough, Vapor had been out in the storm itself. He'd never been one to shy away from a vicious rain storm, especially not since he'd gotten his powers.

If anything in the heart of a storm is where he felt the most at peace. However, this peace would not last for much longer. As with a~

"So, there are speedsters other than trackstar..? How interesting..."

~remain /silent/. I'm trying to have fun here~"

As Vapor's voice faded out, it was replaced by music. Specifically, a classical Playlist Vapor would listen to or occasionally play himself on his grand piano.

Albeit it was at ear splitting volumes to try and drown out Avid's static.

[ @riddingthewave.bsky.social ]

Avid's cell would've been silent if not for the static raging on within. Suddenly, several speakers near the ceiling of his concrete cell flicked to life with Vapor's voice.

"That static is growing so tedious to listen to... I'd really appreciate it if you would~

"Fain of the Sunlands was about to confess her feelings to the prince of darkness. It is imperativeI know how he responds..."

-Master Assassin
-Lover of Music
-Enjoyer of Romance and Literature
-Will kill you in your sleep

#dispatchrp #MVRP

“Hᴇ’s ɴᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴀɴʏ ᴍᴀɴ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ʙᴇ. Hᴇ’s ɪɴʜᴜᴍᴀɴ. Hᴇ’s ᴛʜᴇ ᴇɴᴅ ᴏғ ᴘᴏᴛᴇɴᴛɪᴀʟ. Tʜᴇ ᴇɴᴅ ᴏғ ᴀᴄʜɪᴇᴠᴇᴍᴇɴᴛs. Tʜᴇ ᴇɴᴅ ᴏғ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍs. I’ʟʟ sᴀᴠᴇ ᴜs ғʀᴏᴍ ᴇxᴛɪɴᴄᴛɪᴏɴ ғʀᴏᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍʏᴛʜɪᴄ ɴɪɢʜᴛᴍᴀʀᴇ. I ᴡᴏɴ’ᴛ sᴜʀʀᴇɴᴅᴇʀ. Wʜᴇɴ I’ᴍ ᴅᴏɴᴇ, ᴛʜᴇʏ’ʟʟ ᴡᴀᴋᴇ ᴜᴘ & sᴇᴇ ʜɪᴍ ᴀs ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴇᴠɪʟ, & ᴛʜᴇʏ’ʟʟ sᴇᴇ ᴍᴇ ᴀs ᴛʜᴇ ᴛʀᴜᴇ ᴍᴀɴ ᴏғ ᴛᴏᴍᴏʀʀᴏᴡ”

♡ + ↻

Vapor let out a small chuckle to himself, sitting in the private section of his lair.

He sat on a small bench in front of the grand piano he used to relax and plan out his schemes.

With a stretch of his arms and a crack of his knuckles, he began to play a small tune called Carmen Overture.

“𝗜 𝗾𝘂𝗶𝘁𝗲 𝗲𝗻𝗷𝗼𝘆 𝗺𝘆 𝘁𝗶𝗺𝗲 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗥𝗶𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗱𝘀 𝗰𝗵𝗶𝗹𝗱𝗿𝗲𝗻.

𝗔𝘁 𝗹𝗲𝗮𝘀𝘁, 𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝗠𝗮𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗙𝗿𝗮𝗻𝗸𝗹𝗶𝗻 𝗶𝘀𝗻'𝘁 𝘁𝗿𝘆𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗼 𝗿𝗲𝗽𝗿𝗼𝗴𝗿𝗮𝗺 𝗺𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝗱𝗼 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗵𝗼𝗺𝗲𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗸...“

~actual scouts hidden around the property on rotating shifts to ensure a 24-hour perimeter.

He's more concerned with his immediate plans at the moment.

After all, what good is toying with the masses if you don't lead the charge yourself?

Until the final bomb was taken offline and James was captured or killed?

He wouldn't put many resources towards such devices, instead relying on~

"Four of eight bombs have been taken offline. How curious... with only two hours remaining to detonation, I wonder if they'll manage to find the rest."

~ With a taunting wave, Vapor would once again use his powers. This time, it was to propel himself upwards towards the only way out of this concrete cage. A small hatch made of an unknown material that was high enough that only someone with flight capabilities could reach it.

"Probability is a tricky game, but me?"

Vapor let out a gentle chuckle before a sick smile overtook his visage, sickening to the bone. The smile of a man with no remorse or care.

"I'm feeling pretty lucky, so why not try a little gambling~ sit tight, Radio Boy. I have an announcement to make." ~

ALL DATA: --OBTAINED--

Mission: --Locate @redringreplacement.bsky.social --

-S E A R C H & D E S T R O Y-

-NEMO VIVAT.-

~In all reality. I intend on taking full advantage of that, by the end of the week, the Villain who has never taken a life? He'll find himself just as much of a target as my gang. Why kill either of you when I can make you watch as I turn the world against you both."

~Chose to capture you..?"

Vapor let out a gentle chuckle before pulling out a small data pad and looking it over for a moment.

"It's because realistically, you're a bigger threat. Your little lover never did learn to properly utilize his powers. Probabaly doesn't even realize how powerful he is~

"I'm an opportunist, Avid. I saw in you what I loved to see in my soldiers, obedience, desperation, and an urge to prove oneself.

In James, I saw what I loved in a lieutenant. Rageful, simple to lead on, and the best part? Knowing he wouldn't kill me even if he wanted to, why do you think I~

~You'd like."

Really, REALLY hoping Avid gives him a snarky response. He wouldn't admit it, but he was enjoying the power struggle at play.

That was enough to make Vapor audibly growl as he would let go of Avid's hair. Standing up and dusting off his sleeves before taking a moment to breathe.

"Perhaps long ago, but those feelings have long since passed. Replaced with less than savory thoughts, I can share some of said thoughts if~

a dark room with a light coming out of a hole in the wall ALT: a dark room with a light coming out of a hole in the wall

BEACON IS ON.

The gate has opened... and the clank of metalic feet ensue... he has summoned the cavalry, but not all of it, only his elite. 500 Fortress pattern Terminators have entered the fight... and now...

Now he's going for the position he catched, that SDN's location in the private beach.

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~Home.

"let them all come, it won't change what's happening. By weeks end, torrence will be another stepping stone for the black circle."

"I still have no idea what I used to see in you two... A brash impulsive gangster and a two-bit radio host who doesn't know when to keep his mouth shut. Quite the combination, I must admit."

Vapor's grip on the others' hair didn't falter. If anything, it seemed to tighten as Avid's words struck~

《Tick. Tick. Tick.

0 minutes remain. Uploading message. Static over the radio waves until each and every station cuts out. Before a familair voice exhoes through all of torrance.》

"Hello, people of torrance. You may know me as avidia, the radio host of riding the waves. If this message goes live++