Super Hero RPG

[C S]

An emerald eye turned to face the sand man. JoJo's lip corners curved, almost as if he was smirking. Suddenly, chunks of the dog flew into the air, shaping morphing with a flurry of tendrils. In what seemed like seconds, JoJo's entire body had split apart, and the peicies formed small puppy sized duplicates of himself, though they lacked wings. One of the "JoJo pups", the one with the dog's mind sat and passed looks to the others, who were either chasing each other, or shooting tendrils at Gaara's thighs and using them to scale up his pants. "Well theres definitely more than....three here..." The pup barked- which was a high pitched yipping...

[The Kingpin]

"ok then. several of us" said Gaara with a smirk, the sand in his gourd splitting to form two more versions of himself, one older looking than the other, one being a mimick of his childhood self, at around age 8. the second was at roughly age 14. the younger of the two clones was smiling and went to play with the puppies. the 14 year old looked as if he were inches from grinding them all into black puddles, though both of them were held on a tight control leash by the real Gaara...

[C S]

The puppies homed in on the young clone with a chorus of yips and panting. One leapt up onto the sand-boy, its inky body dispersing and coating the boy, turning him a stark black. Two stalks of ink poked up from the boy's head, making him look strangely alien...

[Hopeflower]

"By the assassins?" Yoruichi asked as she finished up. Ira carefully flexed her shoulders and slipped her shirt back on. "Of course," Ira growled. "They thought I wouldn't find out - but they need to learn to keep their voices down, even when they think they're alone." She flashed a wicked smile. "They're not as careful as they think they are." Yoruichi shut the kit, tossed it lightly onto the bed, and both demons got to their feet. "You should've seen them when they found out I knew," Ira snickered, opening the door and heading out into the hallway. She lowered her voice to a deep, throaty growl, imitating their panic. "'How did she find out?! Did you tell her?'" She switched to a hissing that was closer to her normal tone of voice. "'No! Aw man, Zero's gonna shred us!'" Yoruichi bit her lip to control her laughter. "Priceless," Ira said. "It made me wish I had a camera."

[The Kingpin]

Gaara chuckled at the sight of himself as a pitch black alien, the younger lookalike of himself suddenly growing strange, oblong arms, a pair of horns growing out of the clone's head. "Looks like we created a monster" commented Gaara...

[Hopeflower]

Ira paused in front of her parent's room, wondering if Gaara had locked up. The doorknob turned easily when she twisted it, so she assumed not. She took off her necklace and locked the door, saying softly when she spotted Yoruichi's questioning look, "It's not safe in there."

[C S]

The ink covered clone was suddenly covered in writhing tentacles. Its "mouth" parted, strings of ink connecting both jaws and stretched as it let out a strange wail. A blue tongue shot out of it maw and swung back and fourth. It slumped over slightly, and its hands were then clawed- the product of JoJo remembering the symbiote attack a while back, with the red monstrousity

The other JoJo pups started back, letting out a fearful whimper at the sight..

[Hopeflower]

Yoruichi stood back, arms crossed and a faintly amused look on her face as Ira said neutrally, "I hope you're not destroying my bathroom." Amber eyes took in the scene calmly, the younger teen leaning against the door frame.

[The Kingpin]

"Nah" said Gaara, though the ink-sand monster looked at them and hissed randomly...

[C S]

JoJo shook his head. The ink slowly dripped off the sand clone, ridding it of its monstrous appearance. The ink dog and his duplicates approached each other, merging and morphing as they touched to reform back into one...

[Hopeflower]

Ira arched a brow. "Okay then..." she muttered, not sure if she believed it or not. She rolled her shoulders - her wings were aching to be let out and the talons were pressing at the skin. "You should know that Zero knows Eleven's dead." Ira noticed out of the corner of her eye that Yoruichi gave her a sharp glance. "And that we weren't given a false identity. He's a demon - looks exactly like what Eleven described."

[The Kingpin]

"Nice to know i wasn't being lied to....but...how do you know all this?" asked Gaara as the two younger versions of him seemed to blow away on an unseen wind, collecting on Gaara's back and under the strap before morphing into the familiar gourd...

[Hopeflower]

"I saw it," Ira said. One thin finger lightly tapped her temple. "Remember how I said I had a vision that led me to Yoruichi?" Said dark haired teen frowned slightly. ...So that's how she found me, she thought.

[C S]

JoJo sat down, glancing about from person to person, now thouroughly confused. Visions? People named after numbers? In this day and age, strange things were more than abundant but this was just too much to follow. JoJo let out a deep and loud "Woof!" which was paired with a glare to voice his discomfort...

[The Kingpin]

"hm...any hints as to where he was? like with Yoru?" he asked...

[Hopeflower]

Ira said slowly, "He was standing in front of a window..." She reached up to run her fingers through her bangs. "...He must've been in a tall building; I couldn't see much through the glass. I think...there might've been a serpent painted on it though. I saw the head...part of a flared hood." She cradled her forehead in her palm. "That's all there was...I'm sorry."

[The Kingpin]

"Don't be. that's better than nothing" said Gaara simply. "Now...do you remember hearing anything about what he planned to do next?"...

[Hopeflower]

Ira shook her head. "He was probably thinking about it. But he didn't say anything other than a comment on Eleven's death."

[The Kingpin]

"ah well....doesn't matter" said Gaara. "Is there any kind of official title these assassins go by?" he asked after a couple of moments silence, considering the odds of his own connections giving him details...

[Hopeflower]

"If there is, they didn't let any of us hear it," she said with an apologetic half-shrug.