<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3746790994207535416</id><updated>2011-10-03T23:44:59.067+10:30</updated><category term='lily'/><category term='answers'/><category term='aura'/><category term='black hole'/><category term='enemies'/><category term='cleo'/><category term='jay'/><category term='geoff'/><category term='mia'/><category term='villains'/><category term='sage'/><category term='remain'/><category term='heroes'/><category term='linda'/><title type='text'>Villains view</title><subtitle type='html'>Villain. Fugitive. Hero?</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Boheme Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tXL5YzcwHzg/SeWn7mXY_LI/AAAAAAAAANc/VBeuzXkFsvY/S220/image_1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>126</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3746790994207535416.post-4917739376134890517</id><published>2011-01-06T13:10:00.002+10:30</published><updated>2011-01-06T13:25:22.432+10:30</updated><title type='text'>Somewhat problematic</title><content type='html'>I went to The C.H.A.S.E. it wasnt easy to find but when i called in a favor with Swirly Aura Man i had the location in the palm of my hand. now i just needed to go there and kill all of them except one: Evan Drake. They wanted him for questioning and hopefully to create an alliance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to their HQ in New Orleans. it was smoooth sailings until i entered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was chaos! obviously they knew something about my mission so i was quick in trying to find Evan, he was busy keeping my powers blockwed which sucked but that takes a lot of energy so he went down pretty easily once i punched him in the face. with that done and none of the other telepaths being a match for my power i was ready to destroy them all, but something stopped me, i believe it was guilt since i did know a few of these people and we'd all fought in the same battle against the telepaths. But i pushed it out of mind, and took off with Evan, quickly setting their HQ ablaze. Then a woman ran out, she was african american, shorter than me and wearing jeans and a sweatshirt. i wanted to TK her back but before i could she ylled:&lt;br /&gt;"take me to the government!" she yelled. Evan was still unconscious in my arms, i told her to shut up so as not to disturb him.&lt;br /&gt;"Why?" i asked&lt;br /&gt;"they have my family" she explained. I nodded, why not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her name is Monica something, she has adoptive muscle memory, the government would sure love that power, hopefully she plans to cooperate with them, since they have her family theres too much at stake if she tries to bring them down.&lt;br /&gt;i brought them in and was given money on the spot by Swirly Aura Man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is pretty epic&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3746790994207535416-4917739376134890517?l=villainsview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/feeds/4917739376134890517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2011/01/somewhat-problematic.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/4917739376134890517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/4917739376134890517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2011/01/somewhat-problematic.html' title='Somewhat problematic'/><author><name>Boheme Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tXL5YzcwHzg/SeWn7mXY_LI/AAAAAAAAANc/VBeuzXkFsvY/S220/image_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3746790994207535416.post-4373121576321404210</id><published>2010-12-27T14:39:00.003+10:30</published><updated>2010-12-27T15:24:39.691+10:30</updated><title type='text'>An extra workload</title><content type='html'>It is after christmas now and i am finally ready to plan and execute my mission of liberating Charlie and (hopefully) many others from a holding facility here in NYC. i'll need to call in some help of course, i'll get on to that maybe tomorrow. But actaully i wont, heres why i won't need to infiltrate any base (yet)---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i set out to find some food for lunch, i didn't feel like eating Lelian's health food. I mean, Christamas dinner was bad enough (she served TOFU, TOFU, a Tofu turkey? it was all i could do not to punch her, but then, maybe i'm just not used to it). So i was in the mall, i had considered swing by subway but i only eat chicken teriaki subs and this particular branch isn't very generous with the chicken. So i walked into a grocery store.&lt;br /&gt;i know that could just use my powers to get more chicken but i said i was laying low right? which is the same reason why i had to pay full price for the first time in like 5 years. Then who should i see looking through some magazines but a man in a large trenchcoat with an aura with black swirls in it. sound familiar? i looked at him with a bit of anger, but mostly confusion, why would a powerful guy like that be in some common grocery store?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i tried to read his mind, then he started talking to me telepathically:&lt;br /&gt;"Cleopatra (gah, i hate it when people call me that) Elizabeth Tavara" he snickered aloud.&lt;br /&gt;"what do you want?" i asked him using telepathy, i'm sure we must have looked strange, staring at each other unblinkingly but thats beside the point.&lt;br /&gt;"As you know i'm a "bad" guy. I ripped half of your friends face, i ripped off other people limbs and for what?" I was puzzled, i kinda assumed is was a frankenstein thing but anyway- "i sell them for research, the governments Equinox tactics division pay hefty prices for samples of the more dangerous specimens. In exchange i'm kept alive and get enough money to retire by the time i'm thirty. Being twenty six, i'd say thats pretty good"&lt;br /&gt;"so the whole thing with Tempest?" i asked him&lt;br /&gt;"he's a bit different, the government see him as a threat to their operation, but i like to toy with people sometimes. he and his team would have been ripped to shreds by now but i like them, they're... unique. but they'll be killed eventually"&lt;br /&gt;"are you the only one?"&lt;br /&gt;"there are a few others, but i'm far more reliable due to my powers being far superior."&lt;br /&gt;"why haven't you killed me yet?"&lt;br /&gt;"i don't need to my queen" (i'm assuming this is a reference to my name being Cleopatra)&lt;br /&gt;"why?" asked him cautiosly&lt;br /&gt;"because you are going to help me"&lt;br /&gt;"what's in it for me?" i asked him, suddenly interested&lt;br /&gt;"your life" he said&lt;br /&gt;"and?"&lt;br /&gt;"Your friend, Charlie, oh and Elle Bishop"&lt;br /&gt;"Elle? she wouldn't be dumb enough to join up with you"&lt;br /&gt;"She didn't join, i brought her in last night, found her in bar singing "one way or another", nice voice that girl, that's why i only knocked her out after she'd finished the song" he laughed.&lt;br /&gt;Then he started to speak to me outloud.&lt;br /&gt;"so are you in?"&lt;br /&gt;"what do i have to do?"&lt;br /&gt;"Take down the remaining members of The C.H.A.S.E. there aren't many, bring them in or kill them i don't care which, it'll sure be a nice amount of my workload. You'll also get 10,000 bucks a job"&lt;br /&gt;i stood stunned.&lt;br /&gt;I'll do it"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3746790994207535416-4373121576321404210?l=villainsview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/feeds/4373121576321404210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2010/12/new-york-new-york.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/4373121576321404210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/4373121576321404210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2010/12/new-york-new-york.html' title='An extra workload'/><author><name>Boheme Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tXL5YzcwHzg/SeWn7mXY_LI/AAAAAAAAANc/VBeuzXkFsvY/S220/image_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3746790994207535416.post-2033015372274739577</id><published>2010-12-22T16:09:00.002+10:30</published><updated>2010-12-22T16:17:44.157+10:30</updated><title type='text'>Jingle Bells</title><content type='html'>Tis the season to be jolly? yeah ok. i guess that being a prisoner for monthes and stuff (twice) has thrown off my calender. it being xmas and all i figured i should be a little festive so i decorated my apartment which i'm sharing with an old friend named Lelaina, she was a less air headed friend of mine and i knew she lived in the city and i gave her  call her roommate maoved out because aparently Lainy is a slob but i don't mind. ii decorated and we both seem to like colors etc. we agreed on not getting eachother presents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not working, i just get money, i'm pretty sure she thinks i'm a drug dealer but never mind about that. i don't feel right about putting her in danger and with all the stressful equinox hunting i've been itching to kill and take powers again but never mind about that. she works at Mcdonalds or Burger king or something and she goes out most nights so i'm pretty bored, laying low is horrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh what fun it is to ride in a one horse open sleigh..... i have a great idea for a distraction. more on that next post (that is if i go through with it)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3746790994207535416-2033015372274739577?l=villainsview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/feeds/2033015372274739577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2010/12/jingle-bells.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/2033015372274739577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/2033015372274739577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2010/12/jingle-bells.html' title='Jingle Bells'/><author><name>Boheme Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tXL5YzcwHzg/SeWn7mXY_LI/AAAAAAAAANc/VBeuzXkFsvY/S220/image_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3746790994207535416.post-2590961899885215433</id><published>2010-12-17T18:02:00.003+10:30</published><updated>2010-12-17T18:52:12.559+10:30</updated><title type='text'>sidetracked</title><content type='html'>i haen't seen anything that Tempest has been describing in his blog so don't expect any anecdotes from me about that stuff but here is why i am sidetracked-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm cutting back on power usage so that i dont get 'cauht in the act' so to speak. To do this i caught a plane. just my luck right? A surprise 'Equinox Check' meets me at the gate in NYC. A simple sensor or something beeps at me and i try and teleport away before i get caught again. but those hunter waste no time in switching off powers (do they all have Haitians now? i don't know but he's the only guy i know who can turn off powers).&lt;br /&gt;So i ran for it, the hunters chased me, knowing full well not to go all trigger happy in an airport. i finally realised that SWAT teams would be everywhere and soon get me... the only way to get out was to do something i'd always wanted to: steal a plane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end people weren't stupid enough to leave a plane unattended so i settled for a helicopter. I was able to get knock out the pilot (it was pure luck that he had just filled it with gas or whatever they run on and was about to get in himself ). I was able to lift off no problem, my uncle Rob was a helicopter pilot and i can remember how he would do things. i flew off (up, up and away if you will) and good see that i was escaping the hunters' grasp, too bad they kept shooting at the helicopter, apparently forgetting the rules on not shooting in airports.&lt;br /&gt;although we WERE outside. ok so anyway eventually i'm out of the Haitians (it probably isn't him but i'm just saying its possible) power weakening radius and i fly off, but come back and steer the helicopter using technopathy so it crashes to the ground on top of several hunters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i teleported into the heart of NYC without illusion but with shape shifting. it'll be less easy to spot me now, i have to keep out of the upublic eye, no powers for a bit, i have to be normal. Completly normal and ordinary. at least until the search for me dies down.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3746790994207535416-2590961899885215433?l=villainsview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/feeds/2590961899885215433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2010/12/sidetracked.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/2590961899885215433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/2590961899885215433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2010/12/sidetracked.html' title='sidetracked'/><author><name>Boheme Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tXL5YzcwHzg/SeWn7mXY_LI/AAAAAAAAANc/VBeuzXkFsvY/S220/image_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3746790994207535416.post-3294262472314743947</id><published>2010-12-14T18:21:00.003+10:30</published><updated>2010-12-14T19:27:08.004+10:30</updated><title type='text'>i got back eventually</title><content type='html'>im alive. i havent posted since late october and now... well i know its been a while. i found Ali, but she's not with me. no one is. i took charlie along with me and the formula. i found Ali at a holding faculty in london, i blew in there easy with Charlie arm with a machine gun and bullet proof vest. i made my way to where i was getting Ali's signal. i turned in the office, security alarms sounding like crazy, i froze time (haven't done that in ages... wonder what that was about) anyway i walked into the office. i saw Ali standing and talking with a guy who looked very official. It was obvious to me that she wasn't a prisoner.&lt;br /&gt;i grabbed her and brought her into my time zone."What the Cleo!" she exclaimed upon seeing me.&lt;br /&gt;"yeah, now two questions: how long have you been here and what have you done o your hair?" Ali had died her hair a dark reddish brown, i wont lie... it looked awesome. sort of the same as mine only more red. the she looked out the door and saw Charlie.&lt;br /&gt;"Charlie!" she cried, "i haven't seen him in so long!"&lt;br /&gt;"Ali what are you doing here? in an office?" i asked, with a mirk, but when i read her mind it quickly disapeared.&lt;br /&gt;"i'm sorry Cleo, it was the only way to protect you, i promised you wouldn't do any damage as long as i worked here and was safe" she said, "you've caused a lot of problems, blowing up number 42 in Boston"&lt;br /&gt;"43 actually"&lt;br /&gt;"anyway that was a huge setback, do you know how many equinoxes escaped? dangerous ones? the plight is bein compromised just because YOU love your powers too much" she said in a forcefull tone i've never heard before&lt;br /&gt;"the plight? you're with them now?"&lt;br /&gt;"i equinoxes are dangerous, Sylar, Adam Monroe, the Petrelli's and Lockland. they have ALL put the world in danger. Petrelli's perhaps unintentionally and Adam may be dead but Sylar and Lockland are still out there!"&lt;br /&gt;"Lockland? who's Lockland?" i asked&lt;br /&gt;"the guy who's been wondering around tearing faces and such! don't tell me you haven't come into cntact with him?"&lt;br /&gt;"not directly but i know who you're talking about. c'mon you gotta get outta here"&lt;br /&gt;"no, this is my place, i catch them and i keep them from killing people. i'm sorry Cleo"&lt;br /&gt;"it's logical why are you sorry?"&lt;br /&gt;"cos you fall into that category." before i could react i was tasored and the next thing i knew i was in a room not unlike the one i had the last time i was caught.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tried all my powers but nothing worked. sudenly i heard a voice&lt;br /&gt;"I believe Elle called them haitian pills" said Ali over a speaker. "where is she? she's killed too many people for her not to be a threat"&lt;br /&gt;"she's dead" i answered, i wasn't so sure though.&lt;br /&gt;"you're lying" said Ali&lt;br /&gt;"i'm not"&lt;br /&gt;"Cleo we're sisters, well.... by name anyway, i've known you for more than 2 decades (when did she learn about decades?) you're not as good a liar as you think you are"&lt;br /&gt;"i'm not lying!!!!" i screamed.&lt;br /&gt;"call me when you decide to tell the truth"&lt;br /&gt;"wait! where's Charlie?"&lt;br /&gt;"He's not on this floor that's all i can tell you, he's not in my domain. i deal with dangerous people and bake sales" bake sales? "now tell me how Elle died"&lt;br /&gt;"i don't know how she died"&lt;br /&gt;"suit yourself" she said. i didn't hear her till i escaped again.&lt;br /&gt;i passed the days with a pack of cards in my pocket and playing a guitar that Ali sent to me.&lt;br /&gt;i was like this for a while. i took the meds every day because people MADE me and really masted solitaire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then two days ago i didn't take the meds, the guy who gave them to me was obviously new on the job and didn't watch me take them like he was supposed to, it didn't take long for me to get my powers back. i phased trhough the walls and alarms were screaming when they found motion! i had forgotten about them. i stopped time and ventured to find Charlie, there were a lot of floors and i couldn't check all of them within the time given, my powers weren't up to full strength after all. i knew that to find him quickly i had to get to records, so i went to he main office which is where Ali happens to work. i through a real employee out a window and changed into him using illusion. i hacked the computer with ease and time went back to normal. the hustle and bustle somewhat distracted me but i got the job done, but them Ali walked over and looked over my shoulder.&lt;br /&gt;"John why are you searching up Charli um Charles Holland?" then suddenly she realised it was me, maybe my illusion flashed or perhaps she recognised the glint i get in my eye but she new it was me.&lt;br /&gt;"get out now!" she whispered.&lt;br /&gt;"not ntill i know where Charlie is"&lt;br /&gt;"he was transferred to New York for rehabilitation" she said, "now go! you can just escae i can't stop you. just don't come to me for help when the send you out to be slaughtered"&lt;br /&gt;"you're my sister" i said, hurt, "i should be able to="&lt;br /&gt;"you didn't save me from getting captured!" she screamed suddenly. noone heard thank goodness. i summoned the formula which had been confiscated from me and put in a holding room. i jabbed into her arm.&lt;br /&gt;"dont come running to me when you're being hunted" i said, turning off the illusion and jumping out a nearby window. in mid air i teleported to NYC. i had to bust Charlie and whoever else out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3746790994207535416-3294262472314743947?l=villainsview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/feeds/3294262472314743947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-got-back-eventually.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/3294262472314743947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/3294262472314743947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-got-back-eventually.html' title='i got back eventually'/><author><name>Boheme Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tXL5YzcwHzg/SeWn7mXY_LI/AAAAAAAAANc/VBeuzXkFsvY/S220/image_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3746790994207535416.post-7759456667870044725</id><published>2010-10-21T17:52:00.002+10:30</published><updated>2010-10-21T18:14:54.918+10:30</updated><title type='text'>Alive</title><content type='html'>Alison 'Ali' Rita Trellis. How does one describe my sister/best friend? Blonde. Although she wasn't much for understanding fancy shmancy talk she could make tings, she was a genius when it came to building stuff. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Charlie told me what happened to her today. Ali was called in for questioning by a group of specials who were working under cover for the government, naturally they had the inside gossip when it came to specials. Charlie and Ali had broken up when Ali decided to go to Arlington and Charlie had gotten a bigger work load, so anyways this all happened THEN Ali was hauled in for questioning. Charlie had called her several times to get her to pick up some old clothes. But she never returned home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Charlie said that he went looking for her, knowing full well that she was probably still in custody, she'd never give away any of her friends or family, but those people could still have her. He came up fruitless for weeks and then months. Eventually he found a possible lead to England. he made it there without much trouble, but when he'd arrived where he hoped Ali would be he was caught by a SWAT team. The next day i "bailed" him out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ali remains missing but Charlie is persistent that she is a live.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"It's bad enough the the government getting away with kidnapping and sedating us Equinoxes, killing us only if we're a threat to society. But Ali is human. they wont kill her"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i nodded. i just wish i could find her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3746790994207535416-7759456667870044725?l=villainsview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/feeds/7759456667870044725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2010/10/alive.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/7759456667870044725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/7759456667870044725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2010/10/alive.html' title='Alive'/><author><name>Boheme Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tXL5YzcwHzg/SeWn7mXY_LI/AAAAAAAAANc/VBeuzXkFsvY/S220/image_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3746790994207535416.post-4388653258695527221</id><published>2010-10-20T15:08:00.002+10:30</published><updated>2010-10-20T15:59:10.549+10:30</updated><title type='text'>The Great Escape</title><content type='html'>i'm out. out. i can't believe it, its not smooth sailings yet but i'm free. &lt;div&gt;I'll have to go back to the beginning to tell you what happened.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had finally found a weak minded individual, a scientist who may have the brains but he has no stamina or will power, its obvious he doesn't like his job. He let me out easily, one thought and thats it. and not a moment too soon considering the fact that my powers were slowly getting weaker. I was groggy at first but managed to spring to life soon enough, killing all the guards with an easy one two swoop. i turned to free Hiro first, but he wasn't there- had he been moved? was he dead? maybe he was only on this level temporarily, of course- i didn't have time to find out. i couldn't stop time, i knew they'd done something! Alarms were going off now, i was too late to stop them i guess. i needed to get everybody out i TKed all of their noses-sedation thingy's away and out forcefields over the doors, but if they release the 'gas' (i'd heard the guards and scientists thinking about it) then this would all be for nothing. the prisoners were groggy but when they realized where they were they soon sprung into action. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There were a lot of fights, big explosions and all that jazz, it was very hard to see. i needed people to get of here, to show that we weren't going to give up without a fight. then the gas came on. it was getting dark, so dark. i ran full throttle for the door, TKing anyone who got in my way, but then i realized i needed inside information, so i TKed the doctor towards me (scientist, doctor whatever) and grabbed three specials on the way too, i couldn't summon so i had to grab. how fun. we ran for for our lives. elevators were jammed and tasors were firing left and right, my leg was still in very bad shape so i had to us TK to keep from falling over, me and my 4 companions were in for hell if we made it. A special (naturally we didn't have time for introductions) who i had chosen as an ally was shot in the head, we kept running.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the window. it was the only way, a door would be under way too much surveillance. i jumped, i kept the Doc and one companion up with TK, the other could fly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we were shot at incessantly as we made our escape, until finally i'd managed to turn us invisible. we landed at Tempests place. i hope its safe there. it should be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;iv'e lost teleportation, summoning and time travel. which sucks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Doc (he refuses to tell me his name) has explained that he knew me in high school, he was a teacher who was impressed with my essay on evolution (i made it all up as i went along but he doesn't need to know that). i don;t remember him but its not like i remember anything much, Gina must be messing about with my mind. she hasn't been a problem much anymore which is good. anyway the Doc explained that he took away my powers of time/space manipulation so that i wouldn't be moved to a maximum security level. i asked him a bout Hiro and he said that Hiro wasn't being sedated for his powers, since they'd been taken away, he was being kept quiet. he died while i was asleep. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The fly guy was- wait for it- Charlie!!!!!! his hair was longer and more wild than what i remember and he was wearing glasses, it was hard for me to recognize him! once he's recovered (he ha a head injury from when he was brought in just yesterday, he's going to tell me everything. maybe he'll even know about Ali. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The second powered person is girl, her name is Kirstie. she has super strength.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i asked Doc how he was able to take away my powers without taking away ALL of them, he said it was a concentrated formula created by Mohinder Suresh. hmmmm.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3746790994207535416-4388653258695527221?l=villainsview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/feeds/4388653258695527221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2010/10/great-escape.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/4388653258695527221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/4388653258695527221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2010/10/great-escape.html' title='The Great Escape'/><author><name>Boheme Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tXL5YzcwHzg/SeWn7mXY_LI/AAAAAAAAANc/VBeuzXkFsvY/S220/image_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3746790994207535416.post-8383873264636758622</id><published>2010-10-18T17:13:00.002+10:30</published><updated>2010-10-18T18:18:11.942+10:30</updated><title type='text'>Basements suck</title><content type='html'>Okay so i'm pretty sure that i'm in a basement. A cold, impersonal and slightly odorous basement. I'm sure that Elle's dead, i can't be positive but... Those SWAT guys are brutal. my mind powers are working fine, telepathy is the only way i can hear the outside world and technopathy is my link to my allies and friends. nice. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My plans aren't exactly foolproof so i'm expecting to stay here a little while longer, i'm hoping to get to a weak minded solider/scientist/whatever to release me, but so far my powers haven't been that strong. i'm sure that they're getting weaker by the second and soon i'll be like this until someone rescues me. My TK has stopped working recently so there goes plan B. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Did you know that Hiro Nakamura (is that how you spell it?) is here? probably not, i can here his thoughts. Mostly about Ando, you know 'is he okay?' 'will i ever get to see him again' 'he's my best friend!' 'i like pie'. stuff like that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i hope he gets out of this too, he and i would make a great team. everybodys' thinking, they're scared, not really knowing if they're in a coma or they're just sleeping late again. i KNOW that i'm here, that this is a lab where they're taking samples of us all, Equinox hunting is getting far worse in the UK. i have to stop this whole thing, but how? who knows if i'll have time travel when i get out of this, chances are i will but you never know what they inject in people now days. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm gonna get out of here... i hope&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3746790994207535416-8383873264636758622?l=villainsview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/feeds/8383873264636758622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2010/10/basements-suck.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/8383873264636758622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/8383873264636758622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2010/10/basements-suck.html' title='Basements suck'/><author><name>Boheme Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tXL5YzcwHzg/SeWn7mXY_LI/AAAAAAAAANc/VBeuzXkFsvY/S220/image_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3746790994207535416.post-4219303254302936143</id><published>2010-10-16T11:20:00.002+10:30</published><updated>2010-10-16T11:47:23.715+10:30</updated><title type='text'>My First Encounter with An Equinox Hunter</title><content type='html'>I don't think i need to explain the post very much.&lt;div&gt;Elle and I went shopping in some place on some street (i didn't really take much notice) when i realized that i kept turning heads i thought 'hmm, guess i look okay today' but it turns out that a SWAT team was following us. yeah i was bummed too. I guess they recognized Elle or me (my illusion is really bad now so iv'e simply been hoping like hell that they THINK i'm using illusion. But i can't seem to catch a break.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a tasor thing was shot , i turned around an TKed it right back at them, Elle electrocuted three of them with an extremely powerful burst of energy. Guns were ablaze. i tried to teleport us out of there but some one was blocking my powers now. she and i ran like hell. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The team were too fast though, Elle tripped over a sack of potatoes and the SWAT team had her, i continued running until finally 2 bullets hit me in my left leg. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm sedated now, i don't know where i am but i'm sedated and can't seem to wake up, but my mind powers are working fine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3746790994207535416-4219303254302936143?l=villainsview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/feeds/4219303254302936143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2010/10/my-first-encounter-with-equinox-hunter.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/4219303254302936143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/4219303254302936143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2010/10/my-first-encounter-with-equinox-hunter.html' title='My First Encounter with An Equinox Hunter'/><author><name>Boheme Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tXL5YzcwHzg/SeWn7mXY_LI/AAAAAAAAANc/VBeuzXkFsvY/S220/image_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3746790994207535416.post-2899101723410058277</id><published>2010-10-14T18:04:00.003+10:30</published><updated>2010-10-14T18:46:58.994+10:30</updated><title type='text'>Reunion and light shedding</title><content type='html'>Today Elle and I met up with Tempest, Playwrite, Diffy, Pete and Ragnorak and we went to the old base. We had some laughs and something to eat before we had to get down to business by testing the hand and syringes. Tempest asked about Ali, i explained that she'd dissapeared and i couldn't contact her, not even summon her. He offered to help but i told him not to, its too dangerous, I've got some people in mind anyway. &lt;div&gt;We began some testing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"The blue liquid," Temp explained, "is a power." I looked at him in surprise, what did he mean a power? the formula gave powers, but it wasn't a power itself, it had some kind of adrenaline enhancing thing in them. But the blue liquid IS a power.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"what power?" i asked him, it was at this point that Playwrite walked out of the lab.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"We don't know, it's powerful though, i touched it and it burnt, but when i put a thermometer in it it was room temperature. It might be pyrokinesis or any other power involving fire, but the color makes it quite unlikely" He said. I nodded.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When we tested the syringes they were indeed the formula (told you! told you!) The company must have had someone go and get them from Pinehearst, but they could be older than that, maybe they were the originals, the ones that worked better? it doesn't matter now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When that was done we chatted for a little while longer and played some PS3, i destroyed them at Gitar hero (go me). Elle and I went home at around 8:00pm and then ordered some Chinese. The syri8nges and liquid are safely hidden in a safe a summoned.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3746790994207535416-2899101723410058277?l=villainsview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/feeds/2899101723410058277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2010/10/reunion-and-light-shedding.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/2899101723410058277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/2899101723410058277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2010/10/reunion-and-light-shedding.html' title='Reunion and light shedding'/><author><name>Boheme Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tXL5YzcwHzg/SeWn7mXY_LI/AAAAAAAAANc/VBeuzXkFsvY/S220/image_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3746790994207535416.post-2884025928389516035</id><published>2010-10-13T18:29:00.003+10:30</published><updated>2010-10-13T19:15:55.323+10:30</updated><title type='text'>The Box</title><content type='html'>Its raining outside so Elle wont go anywhere. I'm quite bored. I don't really feel like doing anything really, but then i remembered the box , the key and the hand from the safe. now was as good a time as any to see what all the fuss was about.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Box was a tricky one, although i had the key i wanted to see if the box was So special that it could only be opened with the key. It was and i got a nose bleed from trying to open it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I opened it with the little gold key to find that inside the box was..... (OOOH SUSPENSE) 12 syringes. It became more and more apparent to me as i thought back about the telepaths (whatever happened to them? were they caught? i hope so) and how they were all given powers, (all telepathy, i imagine they all shared the same genetic coding markedy thingimy-bob or something). Were these left over? Morto probably had connections to the company and might have even been one of the founding members, i don't know, but this had to be the formula. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But i needed to test it. How?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These were the formula, they had to be and thats all i'm saying on the matter, i'm thinking about going to Tempests and having him check it out, he probably knows a lot more about it than i do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i turned my attentions to Adam's hand. I picked it up, it was clearly old (and smelly) i'm guessing that it has been at least a year since it was attached to Adam. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Elle!" i called, she walked in, i'm pretty sure she didn't sleep much, how can she? the TV is getting bombarded with "special bulletins"about an Equinox being captured. it makes her worried, it makes me worried. I think everyone's skittish. we have to fight back! but not right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Yeah" she asked groggily.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"do you remember this hand?" i asked her&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"oh so thats the smell, and yes it's one of the few things daddy let me remember about my gruesome time at the company" she said quickly. so Bob knew about it too huh? hmmm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"do you know whats in it?" i asked her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"all i know is that it's not solid or metal, maybe like a liquid or or something? i honestly don't care" she said. With a smirk on her face i hadn't seen since Primatech.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I summoned an empty syringe and poked it into the hand. I drew out whatever was in there to find that it wasn't red but blue. blue? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Blue?" i asked. stated? i don't know but WTF? i have to go Tempest. he might know. might. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3746790994207535416-2884025928389516035?l=villainsview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/feeds/2884025928389516035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2010/10/box.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/2884025928389516035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/2884025928389516035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2010/10/box.html' title='The Box'/><author><name>Boheme Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tXL5YzcwHzg/SeWn7mXY_LI/AAAAAAAAANc/VBeuzXkFsvY/S220/image_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3746790994207535416.post-6574132723352805035</id><published>2010-10-11T17:26:00.003+10:30</published><updated>2010-10-11T18:37:05.078+10:30</updated><title type='text'>Face space</title><content type='html'>When we arrived in my former prison cell i was more than a little weirded out, i mean i didn't think about where i wanted to go but i know that this is the third place i'd NEVER want to go to!&lt;div&gt;Elle and i were heir in my old cell, but we weren't alone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There was a girl there, kinda short, crazy eyes and mumbling something. she obviously crazy. So before i could see who this girl was i heard noises, i teleported me and Elle out of there and back to the hotel where we're staying with Elsie. But it wasn't right there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Elsie was on floor - dead. The guitar hero guitar was in her hands, i looked at the screen and she had just equaled my high score (bitch!). Her head was sliced open, but not across the forehead (so you can rule out Sylar) but down the middle, right between the eyes and all the way down to her chin. With half her face missing. It was disgusting, i'm sure that Elle has seen enough decapitation today to last a life time, it didn't bother me that much though. Okay i'm lying since i quite liked Elsie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I touched Elsie for clues, i used my Clarsentience (or is it Clairvoyance? IDK, the one wear you can see the history of things).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Elsie was rocking out on Guitar Hero when a man came into the hotel room, he was silent but Elsie still saw him.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Who are?" she asked, having just finished playing. The man looked up, a hood over his head, it appeared that he was wearing a rather nice suit underneath his hooded jacket, not unlike the ones you would see at a wedding. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Just here to see Cleo" He said huskily, taking some more steps into the room.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"She's not here, she-she-she went to get - um - buy some groceries" Elsie lied, the man looked up, amused.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"i know she didn't" he said in a low voice, Elsie was getting freaked out now.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"If you'll leave your name i'll tell her you dropped by" she said shakily, he turned and faced her, his face obscured by his hoodie and dark glasses.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"She wont know me," he said. Elsie was about to TK him to the wall and demand him to tell her who he was, but he got in quicker: "You''ll have to do" he said. At that he TKed her to the groud and sliced her head down the middle with his TK, and pealed off half her face - it was quite distasteful. The blood, wow the blood - everywhere! dark blood and her bones were clearly visible. The man stalked out of the room with the halved face in his hand.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That was a disturbing image. Elle didn't really want to know the details, even she could see that half of Elsie's face was missing. i wondered what could have possibly possessed someone to steal half of someones face, but the thing is that he was looking for ME. he wanted to do that to ME. i certainly would never have let him, i'd kick ass but &lt;b&gt;wow.  &lt;/b&gt;this is just too creepy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Elle appears to be pretty torn up about it. I was about to send Elsie's body away when a maid burst in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"ARGH!!!!!!!" she screamed, "Miss Laplace, what happened?" She said, trying (and epically failing) to keep her cool. (We checked into the hotel as sisters Lindsay, Sarah and Jane Laplace) Elle and i teleported out of there quickly, leaving Elsie behind. This time we showed up in England, it rains a lot there so Elle won't be going outside much but it's away from the US, the Equinox hunting isn't quite as brutal here. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3746790994207535416-6574132723352805035?l=villainsview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/feeds/6574132723352805035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2010/10/face-space.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/6574132723352805035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/6574132723352805035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2010/10/face-space.html' title='Face space'/><author><name>Boheme Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tXL5YzcwHzg/SeWn7mXY_LI/AAAAAAAAANc/VBeuzXkFsvY/S220/image_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3746790994207535416.post-3874664102203003236</id><published>2010-10-09T18:36:00.005+10:30</published><updated>2010-10-09T20:15:03.470+10:30</updated><title type='text'>Primatech and more questions than answers</title><content type='html'>Well Primatech is pretty easy to get into, i had no trouble making my way to the safe at all, which kind of rendered Blondie and Elle useless. Elsie got a cold and explained she really wanted to 'stick it out' it was her first in over a hundred years and i guess she wanted to sa vor it. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got down to the safe and had Blondie and Elle as look outs. I looked around the safe, a kind of silvery and cold place, although i imagine it reflects the people who created it. i wondered if there were any alarms, just to make sure i used my technopathy to shut them off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the place was full of goodies, a key that looked useless and yes even a brain (now THATS weird) so i was looking around, that key had to be the key to something, so i grabbed it and pocketed it. When i saw the brain i instinctively thought of Sylar (i remember him now, i don't know why but i'm forgetting a lot of things from my past, i guess it's Gina playing with my mind), i wondered where he was now, he was way too powerful to be caught but maybe Peter Petrelli finally stopped being such a wimp and kicked his ass. In any case the brain reminded me of Sylar, the guy with the scary eyebrows. I turned my attentions back to finding whatever else, there were a few closed drawers, i opened one of them to find a golden box, undoubtedly the gold key would unlock it (i was right but i don't know hats in it yet). the next drawer was a human hand, i touched it and used clairvoyance on it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;'The hand. the hand.' Repeated Arthur as he sliced off the left hand of his former ally Adam. The hand grew back on to his arm but the decapitated hand lay in a plastic bag held in Arthur's arms. 'This will prove more of an asset to us than you'll ever know Adam'&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;'it's just a hand, i don't even write with that one' Adam joked. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;'It's somewhat sick isn't it? That i should have your hand cut off for something that won't benefit "mankind", but then again, you never did anything with it to help mankind either, did you Takezo?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;'Shut up Arthur! Hiro is Takezo, well fine WAS but listen to me. I will never answer to that name. i haven't done so for 400 years' Adam said in a huff.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;'The hand will do a good thing for us' Arthur repeated&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;'what will it do?' Adam asked him. Arthur smiled.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;'You'd have to ask Linda that' Arthur said&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;'Linda? Tavara? she would never be caught dead with you' Adam said&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;'She hates us, but she asked me and i owed her a favor'&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;'so you don't know what my hand is for' Adam concluded.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;'No' Arthur answered after a slight pause, 'but Linda will use it then give it back to us, it's not the hand Adam, it's what's inside of it. or rather what will be. i don't know what she'll put in it and frankly i don't care, so long as she doesn't do anything to damage the company. In fact it's quite the opposite, i have confirmation that she has something in her posession that benefits both us and her. I'm as surprised as you are.... I'll have Elle take you back to your room now.'&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Elle walked in with sparks dancing around her fingertips with a sadistic smile on her face.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;'Whats with the hand?' she asked. Arthur walked out of the room. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;'He's got some things on his mind, its his wedding anniversary tonight i believe, makes quite a few men a bit age conscious, he felt he had too many wrinkles on his left hand' Adam joked.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Elle gave a slight chuckle and zapped Adams nose.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i came out of my little trance more confused than ever. Adams hand? have i ever met this Adam&lt;i&gt;? &lt;/i&gt;I don't think it matters right now, i summoned a plastic bag and put the hand in it, something told me i had to find out what it was. I tried to use my clairvoyance to find out what Linda put in the hand, but of course she blocked it from beyond the grave. Well i guess she blocked it then and it's still blocked now even though she's dead. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I opened up another drawer, an old notebook that was full of Japanese writing lay there, i picked it up and started to flip through it, remembering my Japanese lessons in high school (i barely passed but that wasn't because i was bad at remembering the language, i just skipped it to got shopping). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was mostly about Takezo Kensei, quite boring really, but i only got the gist of the story anyway, i pocketed the notebook then i noticed the dust in the corner, obviously swept there. I wouldn't have noticed at all but the rest of the room was so clean, sterilized actually, like a hospital room. I cautiously went over to the dust, leaning down i rubbed it between my thumb and index finger, it was ash. My clairvoyance kicked in and i knew what the dust was. an old viral of a disease. i immediately stopped touching it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The place hadn't had much more to it, then i heard noise outside - Blondie and Elle were screaming. They probably saw a spider. But when i walked out they were fighting, fighting with someone i didn't recognize but felt like i should.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The mysterious man had a forcefield surrounding him, Claire being held against the wall and having her head chopped off, Elle was going strong (i guess) with electricity coursing through her body, the mans forcefield was weakening. I jumped into action and tried to negate his powers with little success, finally i shot black lightening, not even denting his field. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Claire slid to the floor with her head falling a foot in front of her, i didn't like her but she was a good ally. Nobody kills my allies no matter how annoying they are! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i sped at the man (who's FF) was now significantly weaker thanks to Elle) i phased through easily and met his cold, icy eyes. Then my space manipulation did something it hadn't done for a while: act of its own accord. it made a hole through the mans chest using my arm and he fell to the ground.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Elle was passed out but breathing while Claire was motionless, the alarms were back on now and Elle and I had to get of there. The empty halls rang with alarms as government people rushed through them (they struck up an allieship with Primatech i'm guessing)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Elle and i teleported out of there, leaving Claire's dead body behind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were in a prison. MY prison. As in the asylum i escaped from. Why did i come here? I looked around and Elle started to come to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"CLAIRE!" she shouted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Dead" i said simply. Elle looked a little sad, well as sad as a sociopath can be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TBC&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3746790994207535416-3874664102203003236?l=villainsview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/feeds/3874664102203003236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2010/10/primatech-and-more-quesions-than.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/3874664102203003236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/3874664102203003236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2010/10/primatech-and-more-quesions-than.html' title='Primatech and more questions than answers'/><author><name>Boheme Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tXL5YzcwHzg/SeWn7mXY_LI/AAAAAAAAANc/VBeuzXkFsvY/S220/image_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3746790994207535416.post-8206143934871544597</id><published>2010-10-08T15:04:00.001+10:30</published><updated>2010-10-08T15:04:51.146+10:30</updated><title type='text'>I was amazed</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;Amazed by Blondie's (yeah she's stuck with that name for life) story, about how some girl "killed" her in some kinda way then Sylar went in and brought her back to life. I dont know how, who is this Sylar? have i met him? i could have. oh is he the one with the scary eyebrows? never mind. Any he brought her back and they escaped together, then they caught by a special ops team. Sylar's whereabouts are unknown but Claire managed to get out by sticking with Matt Parkman (whoever he is), he's on the inside os this whole mess. Catching people and putting them away for the sake of his family. i don't know something to that effect. Anyway from what i understand he's a powerful telepathic guy.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today hasn't been very productive at all. With teams on the hunt for us Equinoxes and such we have to lay low. Claire, Elle and i know that we're on files and lists. Me especially, given how many people iv'e killed theres probably going to be an entire army dedicated to catching me (i feel special), then there's Elle. That psycho. i like her, makes me look sane. Elle Bishop isn't really much chop at anything, but the electrical part of her is very cool. She has a great amount of... whats the word? power? strength? homicidal streaks? in any case shes alright.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Elsie's getting better at Guitar Hero, but that's not important. She has a telekinetic thing going on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now for Ali. she has no power except her incredible Macgyver-ish-ness. Anyway she's probably been hauled in for questioning by the government, chances are she already has been. I've checked Arlington. Nothing. i hope shes okay. if shes not i'll hurt whoever hurt her! Tomorrow we strike. I know it's not a perfect plan but i'm going to get into the paper factory in Odessa (as far as i know the safe still has all its contents) and Claire and Elle will back me up. I'm getting the files on the all the dangerous people (and i mean DANGEROUS, not like those level 5 wimps) and a few other things. Including a key, Elle says it's important- that it unlocks a box of some sort.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In all honesty i don't care about a box but that safe could have something, iv'e nothing to lose&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3746790994207535416-8206143934871544597?l=villainsview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/feeds/8206143934871544597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-was-amazed.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/8206143934871544597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/8206143934871544597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-was-amazed.html' title='I was amazed'/><author><name>Boheme Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tXL5YzcwHzg/SeWn7mXY_LI/AAAAAAAAANc/VBeuzXkFsvY/S220/image_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3746790994207535416.post-3282457716137401583</id><published>2010-10-05T18:48:00.003+10:30</published><updated>2010-10-05T19:26:55.658+10:30</updated><title type='text'>its been a long time</title><content type='html'>Elsie and i couldn't post, no scratch that. wouldn't post. No wait, yeah, couldn't. The thing is that we went to see the president, he lives in a nice house, kinda boring though (you'd think the white house would have more of a wow factor to it). anyway we went in there to try and stop him from taking all the people with powers and running tests on them etc. But the thing is- we didn't have an appointment.  &lt;div&gt;now how does a person with powers (which has practically been made illegal now) get an audience with a president who doesn't seem to like you at all? why you barge in of course!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we get into oval office and he's reading a comic book (we teleported in there i think) he looked up bewildered and hid the comic under his desk (i think he was meant to be working or something).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He knew we had powers immediately, i didn't count on him having powers as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; well aint that nifty? Hypocrite much?! well i didn't vote for him (actually i didn't vote, i was doing something very important that day - beating my guitar hero score). Else's pretty good at GH, but she'll never be as good as me, well i hope not, since i can play most instruments (picked up a nice talent for music from some chick called Emma in New York) i think Elsie has a long way to go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway he had me frozen there, like a mental block, mental and physical actually. then he grabbed a tazor out and you know, tazored us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I woke up in a padded cell with these two marks on my neck (WTF is up with that?) and it was completely white. i'd never been in an asylum before, well i might have been, i can't really remember some parts of my life. Anyway i was groggy, and was a little off balance, but i soon got a bit more level headed and tried to teleport - nothin. nada. zilch. Then Gina took over, she went crazy!! Kick8ng things punching the walls (the fact that the walls were padded and my knuckles still bled go to show you how strong i- or Gina am/is). We both tired out and we settled into a rather uncomfortable stay in an Equinox asylum. Yeah people with powers now have an official name- Equinoxes. i don't know what it means nor do i care, i'm just glad it sounds cool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;People came in every five hours to inject me with something (i think to keep my powers from resurfacing), it really sucked and my shoulder still hurts. I spent a long time like this, maybe months! it doesn't really matter how long. all i know is that i only had Gina to talk to, she's pretty interesting, she was the leader singer/guitarist for a band called Broken Misery. Apparentky they were on the cusp of fame before the drummer found out that the Harry Potter franchise was going to end soon and then jumped off a cliff. Yeah then they didn't so too well and Gina died in a car accident, had her mind extracted by the proclaimers and they gave put her in my head as some kind of punishment. funny how now my other personality is the only thing keeping me sane. I have noticed the irony.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways i stayed like this for abou 5 monthes, then one day what should happen but Elle, Blondie (that idiot cheerleader who revealed the powers) and my old team that i assembled: Tracy Strauss, Adonis, Helen and Ronald. i still don't know how they got or even how they knew about this place! but i'm glad they did, Claire was like a shield for all the bullets (GOD i wish that girl could feel pain, i hate her so much!) anyway they saved us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so me and Elsie are just outta the slammer. and we're so stopping this government thing. Oh we have Claire and Elle with us, the others were killed (Tracy was a bitch anyway). It's funny watching them argue, i also liked it when Gina took over and slapped them both. i know that Claire couldn't feel it b she was still shocked and it was hilarious. well thats over now to look forward to the future.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And find Ali. (my sister i mentioned her a few posts back)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3746790994207535416-3282457716137401583?l=villainsview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/feeds/3282457716137401583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2010/10/its-been-long-time.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/3282457716137401583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/3282457716137401583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2010/10/its-been-long-time.html' title='its been a long time'/><author><name>Boheme Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tXL5YzcwHzg/SeWn7mXY_LI/AAAAAAAAANc/VBeuzXkFsvY/S220/image_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3746790994207535416.post-6667355814800377046</id><published>2010-03-21T09:43:00.002+10:30</published><updated>2010-03-21T10:20:01.002+10:30</updated><title type='text'>The decision</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;well, i know that i haven't posted for a while, left the USM once to go and see Tempest, he had a clone there of me (i sent her there Temp read back for a while and you'll find out why) then i had to split, i wanted to Ali, i gave her her present (i gave her a guitar, she and i learned to play when we were kids). then i went home, after getting rid of the clone of me that i sent to watch Ali and protect me from getting slaughtered.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i after the whole Mia has a twin who doesn't like me thing i figured that i should probably try to figure out what this is all about. thats when i decided to split from the USM.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;i sooo wanted out of the USM, i cannot believe that those people live down there! its boring and stuffy, it has no sun light! its loud and echoey! i need my beauty sleep! i know i sound self centered, but... a leopard can't change her spots.&lt;div&gt;i went out of the tunnel they created for me when i visited here whilst i was going to Vince Lombardi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i emerged out of the tunnel, the bare land where Vince Lombardi boarding school once stood seemed to howl at me, i wanted so badly to change it but the last time a changed something so big was when i killed the young Linda! and that didn't work out that well. i hated he sight of it, then i felt it, my emotions had overcome me and they unlocked an ability i hadn't used before, i couldn't even to tell you where i got it from! and i saw it: ghosts. the kids who had died at that school, not just the kids who had died in the explosion (although they made up the majority), they all looked at me accusingly, i wanted to run but i couldn't move their eyes were strong, then i felt Gina take over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"hey you guys had the choice of coming to this school! its your fault!" i could've died of embarrassment. h\but one person stood out, a 17 year old girl stood out, her face looked so familiar but i knew that i hadn't met anyone like that before, maybe she just had one of those faces. she had fiery red hair with a fringe, an innocent looking dress (the kind you'd see in old movies, like what Dorothy from the Wizard of Oz wears! only this one was blue and yellow), her eyes were big and brown, her height about 5'6, she spoke so naive like that i'd think that she was born yesterday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"oh my! you look like you've seen a ghost!" well at least she had a sense of humor. "my name is Elsie, and i died in 1867, i fell down the stairs" can't say i'm surprised, she walked o daintily and so clumsily that i thought that she'd fall over any second! "don't worry they don't blame you, they blame that Jane girl!" she said, i had taken a shine to this girl, maybe it was because she was so easy to corrupt, so much so that i would have a good sidekick. i knew how to bring her to life, all i needed was a dead body to bring back to life and put her mind into, then i would proceed to turn said body into the way she looks. and i did just that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i turned on the news, it seemed that they'd finally come to a decision on people with powers, find them and test on them, like animals! i had to stop this! me and Elsie had to stop this, i transferred a power to her right away, telekinsis.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;join the cause Tempest! we need all the help we can get.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3746790994207535416-6667355814800377046?l=villainsview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/feeds/6667355814800377046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2010/03/decision.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/6667355814800377046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/6667355814800377046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2010/03/decision.html' title='The decision'/><author><name>Boheme Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tXL5YzcwHzg/SeWn7mXY_LI/AAAAAAAAANc/VBeuzXkFsvY/S220/image_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3746790994207535416.post-424700601737397924</id><published>2010-03-08T13:43:00.004+10:30</published><updated>2010-03-08T14:36:18.989+10:30</updated><title type='text'>I'm back</title><content type='html'>i haven't posted because i have been hiding, but people are really starting to get weird about the whole Claire Bennet thing, of course i would be like that too.&lt;div&gt;i went down to the USM, i was safe there for a while but i quickly got bored, as i do in places where people seem to only watch Lucy on old TV sets and VCR's that respond better to being kicked than having a button pushed, its not that i don't like Lucy or her shows, its just that sometimes all i want to watch is a DVD of 30 Rock! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so thats why i decided that i was more powerful than just about every person in the entire world and that no government or bounty hunter could possibly take me down, so i exited the USM through the sewers (don't worry i changed my clothes on the ladder up to the daylight), all i really wanted was some ice cream, a new TV some DVD's and a DVD player, was that so much to ask? who should i run into but Dig, a former of the USM, he asks me a favor to find some girl he likes, i try to summon her but she is protected, and since i really didn't have much to do, i went and tried to find her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i tracked her to a building on the lower west side, seems that the people with the awesome tech and drugs were a bit down on their luck right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i teleported there, nobody could stop me, i'm Cleo Trellis. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i walked through the halls of the building, it seemed that it was The Company, only with a worse looking level 5 than the last level 5. i passed by a guy, he seemed struggling, then a big disintegration mist flew through the air and he began running, i caught up with him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"you wouldn't happen to know the way to Anya Stevens' room would ya'?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"i'm kinda busy righ- did you say Anya Stevens"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"yeah you know her?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"yeah, but i didn't know they had her!" he was already looking worn out, people were running after us, i froze most them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"i can get us outta here with one twitch of my nose" i said&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"not till i find Anya" then a girl appeared (it looked so much like Jane! but it couldn't have been) when we rounded a corner, "that was lucky"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"now can i save your ass?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"please" and at that i started to fly and swooped him up and then Jane, only she was Anya, i phase through the wall and dropped them off at their apt and flew away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then i got a call on my cell phone:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"i know it was you, you made a big mess" said a voice that i found that i didn't like.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Mia" i said&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"guess again" she said menacingly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"i give up"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Mia's twin, Iz" go i feel like i'm on a bad soap opera!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"i don't like you" i said to her&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"well thats not nice"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"yeah well i'm not a nice person you bitch!" that was Gina.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after that Gina went off and partied in my body, suddenly i'm waking up hanging upside down in a freaky bohemian bar, the bar tender seems to be trying to get me down, she looks so Jane like, but that expression, the way her mind is working and her feelings, it just seems so... un Jane, but i'm feeling a bit queasy so it might just be my imagination.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i teleport away and to front of the entrance to the USM, i enter it with TV's and DVDs, CDs, and ipods in tow. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what a nice day, so now i'm just gonna not post for a while, the USM is very strict about outside contact.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3746790994207535416-424700601737397924?l=villainsview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/feeds/424700601737397924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2010/03/im-back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/424700601737397924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/424700601737397924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2010/03/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m back'/><author><name>Boheme Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tXL5YzcwHzg/SeWn7mXY_LI/AAAAAAAAANc/VBeuzXkFsvY/S220/image_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3746790994207535416.post-311323749816474847</id><published>2010-02-27T14:03:00.002+10:30</published><updated>2010-02-27T14:09:10.244+10:30</updated><title type='text'>Calls Missed</title><content type='html'>ive been trying to lay low on the powers, this whole business with Claire Bennet has really messed everything up. i tried to call Ali, i can't remember ever going to Arlington to save her! she's not picking up, this cant be good.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i wont be posting for a while, i encourage everyone to lay low, i'm going to the USM, the proclaimers can wait.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3746790994207535416-311323749816474847?l=villainsview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/feeds/311323749816474847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2010/02/calls-missed.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/311323749816474847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/311323749816474847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2010/02/calls-missed.html' title='Calls Missed'/><author><name>Boheme Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tXL5YzcwHzg/SeWn7mXY_LI/AAAAAAAAANc/VBeuzXkFsvY/S220/image_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3746790994207535416.post-5417248485639553571</id><published>2010-02-22T19:20:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2010-02-22T19:22:19.386+10:30</updated><title type='text'>3rd post</title><content type='html'>dont get used to the three post thing, i just read through my old blog posts and i have no recollection of trying to save Ali at Arlington. weird bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3746790994207535416-5417248485639553571?l=villainsview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/feeds/5417248485639553571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2010/02/3rd-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/5417248485639553571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/5417248485639553571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2010/02/3rd-post.html' title='3rd post'/><author><name>Boheme Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tXL5YzcwHzg/SeWn7mXY_LI/AAAAAAAAANc/VBeuzXkFsvY/S220/image_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3746790994207535416.post-5180898204171263569</id><published>2010-02-22T18:52:00.002+10:30</published><updated>2010-02-22T18:58:04.038+10:30</updated><title type='text'>found out</title><content type='html'>i only jst posted the post before this but i had to tell this right away! Jane just sent me a video, i guess i'm stil on her contact list and i just saw a claire Bennet jumpp off a sisxty foot ferris weel and this is not ghood! not goo!&lt;div&gt;we're found out, any second now the govement will annouce the nxt holocaust and take speciuals somewhere and shoot them all just for being differnt, not good at all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i don't know how this ended up happening and i can't go back in time to stop it! i just saw the butterfly effect movie and i might destroy evry thing if i change this one thing, i could youy know step on a butterfly! i have to find Claire, IDK where sh is but i'll just summon her! damn it it wont work! they've got her protected! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if i had just kept up on current events like my mum did then i'd have know this so much sooner! i'll call everyone, all my powered friends and tell them how to get the USM and tel them to go there and stay there until this blows over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this is not good&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3746790994207535416-5180898204171263569?l=villainsview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/feeds/5180898204171263569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2010/02/found-out.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/5180898204171263569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/5180898204171263569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2010/02/found-out.html' title='found out'/><author><name>Boheme Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tXL5YzcwHzg/SeWn7mXY_LI/AAAAAAAAANc/VBeuzXkFsvY/S220/image_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3746790994207535416.post-8667688877379377348</id><published>2010-02-22T17:46:00.002+10:30</published><updated>2010-02-22T18:28:04.143+10:30</updated><title type='text'>A Group Assembled</title><content type='html'>iv'e summoned a firm believer in Proclaimers, he's from Tucson, Arizona, he also has a website that i hacked into, he puts clues into any comments he makes on peoples blogs and those clues put to together and worked out can unlock his site.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;his name is Adonis, his parents are mythology professors, so thats why they named him that. on his site he described a power i couldn't really name:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;A drop of blood, a flower flourishes, a death and my life shortens but doesn't end, iv'e been killed before but not for a while, i'll live for ever but only for a short time each year. i can bring to life many a plant and seed but not spring to life those i need.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its a poem he wrote, he's note much of a writer but its there, i don't know much about him besides the details of his strange power, his name and his claims that Proclaimers took over the bodies of his friends: Agrona (he says she had the power of immense destruction), Castor (Adonis says that he had the power to speed up any thing) and Pollux who was Castor's twin brother, who was a healer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm not a smart person but i paid attention occasionally in school and those are mythological names, but he said that his parents and their parents were into the same things so i guess thats not an issue. iv'e tried to read his mind but he has no thoughts he only acts, or maybe he has thoughts and i can't hear them. either way this guy is strange.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;iv'e also gathered someone from an outside circle, a woman named Tracy Strauss, i made a copy of her in case anyone from her side ever needs her but iv'e got the real one here. she has water manipulation, she freezes stuff and turns into water, text book power. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i have also contacted an old friend named Helen, she is a muscle mimic, i already have that power but you can never have too many powered people right? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;another person i believe would be a great ally on this trip would be Ronald Schwartz, a guy a met while in the past (not fifties past i mean 90's, i stopped off there out of boredom) hes just 2 years older than me now, of course, when i met him he had only been in America for about a year (he's from Kenya) but i think that now his english is a lot better.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i've got my team ready, if anyone is willing to join up with us just comment below.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3746790994207535416-8667688877379377348?l=villainsview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/feeds/8667688877379377348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2010/02/group-assembled.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/8667688877379377348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/8667688877379377348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2010/02/group-assembled.html' title='A Group Assembled'/><author><name>Boheme Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tXL5YzcwHzg/SeWn7mXY_LI/AAAAAAAAANc/VBeuzXkFsvY/S220/image_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3746790994207535416.post-4334869765465902923</id><published>2010-02-21T08:13:00.001+10:30</published><updated>2010-02-21T08:14:47.710+10:30</updated><title type='text'>comments</title><content type='html'>ive noticd that ive barely had any comments on my posts, what gives? comment people!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;please?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3746790994207535416-4334869765465902923?l=villainsview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/feeds/4334869765465902923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2010/02/comments.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/4334869765465902923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/4334869765465902923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2010/02/comments.html' title='comments'/><author><name>Boheme Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tXL5YzcwHzg/SeWn7mXY_LI/AAAAAAAAANc/VBeuzXkFsvY/S220/image_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3746790994207535416.post-2507215039908582920</id><published>2010-02-20T16:10:00.002+10:30</published><updated>2010-02-20T16:58:09.905+10:30</updated><title type='text'>The Proclamation of a Friend</title><content type='html'>i have been researching a few things on the internet, theirs a huge urban legend in Santa Fe about the Proclaimers, the stories varied with details but basically they erase minds then the minds of others take them over so they can live once more, under the condition that they do the master's bidding, at one time or another, other than that they're free&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I cleaned some tables silently humming a tune that i didn't know very well when i person from my past walked in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Cleo?!" squealed Mandy as she ran up as fast as she could only to tackle me to the floor and hug me like a was a chocolate bar to a fat kid.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Man...Dy" i struggled for breath as a picked my self off the ground, i maybe super powered but even Mandy knows my weak spot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"OMG! how have you been? you come and go so quickly when you're in Texas and last thing i heard about you was that you were getting married!" i wasn't, i don't know WHERE she heard that, but gossip is very fast and often wrong in Odessa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"um, no i don't think so"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"aw, poor Clo's" she said hugging me again, i swear that if  i didn't have healing my eyes would have blown out of the sockets like a minute ago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"so what are you doing here?" i said to her, as a gulped down some water.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"bachellorette party" she answered, "Lori is getting hitched! to this sweet guy named Andy, he's a bit younger than her but OMG he is HOT! not that i like him" she said hastily, i read her mind: she did like him, this would blow up in flames, i'm sure of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"i have a plus one on my invite if you want to go, we would have sent you an invite but we had no idea where you were" she said.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"well i have been everywhere a lot lately" i said.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"we gotta do lunch!" she cried, "right now!" she dragged me out, trust me her mind is full to the brim of quick thoughts and a cloudy mind to match, if i didn't know any better i'd swear she had a power. but the point is that that mind is so crowded an extra thought in it would cause a brain hemorage,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Lori and Andy have been going at it for the past 2 hour's so naturally i had to get outta the hotel!" it was the usual convo that i had with Mandy, all she can ever talk about is our friends, she has no life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"the girl has got no life! why were you friends with her? i really think she's a spastic, sparatic head case, and it looks like she's having an orgy just talking about Andy" i almost swallowed the little olive my martini as Gina made her observations. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"you okay?" asked Mandy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"yeah" i squeaked, trying to stop myself from laughing while Gina continued to do her best Harry and Sally in the restaurant impersonation. i finally let the laughs consume me and spilled my martini all over a waiter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"sorry" i snorted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"thats enough alcohol for you Clo's" said Mandy. i read her mind, i wondered if she was thinking anything about this then came a voice inside her head that wasn't her own. 'Clo's? what is that Mandy? Clo's?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'shut up Noni!'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'too late!'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'i should of taken that pill' she said regretfully&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'i wish you would have too, it'd be a lot quieter in here' said the voice. then Many's tone changed, Noni had taken over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"gotta go Cleo" she said, Mandy hardly ever called me Cleo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Proclaimers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i had to find out where they were operating from, and since most of the rumors surrounded Santa Fe i'm going there! as soon as i have a bit more information first, and i call in a few people for the job. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3746790994207535416-2507215039908582920?l=villainsview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/feeds/2507215039908582920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2010/02/proclamation-of-friend.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/2507215039908582920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/2507215039908582920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2010/02/proclamation-of-friend.html' title='The Proclamation of a Friend'/><author><name>Boheme Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tXL5YzcwHzg/SeWn7mXY_LI/AAAAAAAAANc/VBeuzXkFsvY/S220/image_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3746790994207535416.post-7906950252284816679</id><published>2010-02-19T18:50:00.002+10:30</published><updated>2010-02-19T19:16:36.389+10:30</updated><title type='text'>Memorials and Dreams</title><content type='html'>las Vegas has a number of specials, most of them have powers that already have but i killed and took anyway, some how it makes me feel better.&lt;div&gt;i watched the live memorial service for the victims of the Vince Lombardi bombing, i could see a lot of my former friends who all seemed to think i was dead, there was Andrea, she seemed paler, which is quite a step when you see her. she was like a tomato, thats why she had to wear so much make up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;over 400 kids. wiped out because i wasn't strong enough.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"it's a damned shame" said the bartender Duke, thats wasn't his actual name but thats just what we called him, "whoever did that had to be the spawn of Satan himself" he said sorrowfully.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"yeah" i said unsurely, if only he knew, and those "proclaimers" are still out there! "you almost forget all the horrible things in the world and then this happens" i said&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"life sucks, the only thing good about it is that your not buried or burnt" i laughed slightly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"well your breaks over, so its best that Mr. Wood don't see ya on that stool" i got hastily, Mr Wood was by all measures: a bastard. i HATED him, i could kill him, but in all fairness he is a good boss, he's just very mean.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My dreams are becoming more frequent now....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Cleo Trellis is becoming a problem" said a man with jet black hair and a cigarette in his hand, his old jeans and faded T shirt were eerily flickering in the lights of a flame i couldn't see.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"i understand, but she is not good enough to beat us, but good enough to destroy our allies, we must kill her"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"in that lies the problem" said the man, he can't have been much older than me, "she is already dead" did hear that right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"then how...?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Vince Lombardi Boarding school went up in flame less than 3 weeks ago, they found her body but her mind isn't dead, she could be anywhere, but since a proclaimer is with her i suspect she will be found, but those two are well matched and might just balance each other, no-one gets out of the mind and no-one gets in. a balancing act." he said&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"what do we do then Master?" asked the woman he was speaking to, she was platinum blonde with a hint of an Australian accent.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"we kill every friend of hers until she has to come to the rescue... lets start with Ali" he said menacingly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i woke up startled.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"bad dream?" asked Gina&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"understatement" i answered, i zapped on some clothes and teleported to Arlington University, had to save Ali&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3746790994207535416-7906950252284816679?l=villainsview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/feeds/7906950252284816679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2010/02/memorials-and-dreams.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/7906950252284816679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/7906950252284816679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2010/02/memorials-and-dreams.html' title='Memorials and Dreams'/><author><name>Boheme Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tXL5YzcwHzg/SeWn7mXY_LI/AAAAAAAAANc/VBeuzXkFsvY/S220/image_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3746790994207535416.post-5218679190379118967</id><published>2010-02-16T18:09:00.003+10:30</published><updated>2010-02-16T18:45:51.245+10:30</updated><title type='text'>Mirrors</title><content type='html'>i had to fill in at a show, it was basically just roketts, dancing but hey at it beats handing out drinks, but maybe i should have given out drinks instead of doing this.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was basic, really, Nancy got sick and i knew the routine. obvious choice. i was nervous, i'd sang before, i'd danced before, just not in las Vegas!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i walked out in my witch costume, our first number was from Wicked, lucky us, "as long as your mine" had to be sung. i pulled it off, the next wasn't very memorable nor was the one after, but now came the big finale: All That Jazz. &lt;i&gt;Chicago.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i was just a dancer, in all honesty i was thankful i didn't have to sing this, but it still required energetic dancing. i was puffed out!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i sat down and drank water for what felt like an hour! i decided that today had been tough, so i went home, they don't notice when i go home! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i showered, brushed teeth and stuff then i went to brush my hair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"we're a good dancer, we should go pro" said my reflection, she startled me but thats to be expected, but i thought she would be gone!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"yeah... i'm not going anywhere, i enjoy being annoying" she said&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"who are you" i asked her, i really was suspicious&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"a proclaimer, the names Gina, i got sent here, gotta warn you thou... i like to party a lot so if you wake up in Berlin or something then you can blame me but you can't punish me, ha"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i had met very few proclaimers, but no wonder Kevin was so messed up!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Kevvy boy was messed up because he didn't follow protocol, he wanted out of his life and we told him that a special pill would erase his mind, but he never took it, it's his fault, and i got put in your head just to annoy the crap outta you" it worked&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"i hate mirrors" i said&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"i hate you" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"i loathe you"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"should we count the ways?" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"at least we agree on the fact That &lt;i&gt;Ten things i hate about you&lt;/i&gt; is awesome" i said&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"good" she paused "wanna watch it?" i thought for a bit,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"whatever" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well that was random, but what can you expect?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3746790994207535416-5218679190379118967?l=villainsview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/feeds/5218679190379118967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2010/02/mirrors.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/5218679190379118967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/5218679190379118967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2010/02/mirrors.html' title='Mirrors'/><author><name>Boheme Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tXL5YzcwHzg/SeWn7mXY_LI/AAAAAAAAANc/VBeuzXkFsvY/S220/image_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3746790994207535416.post-4284869918874758618</id><published>2010-02-15T18:04:00.002+10:30</published><updated>2010-02-15T18:17:44.598+10:30</updated><title type='text'>Viva Las Vagas</title><content type='html'>i'm staying right here, i'm Cleo Trellis, well... Anne Tavara, for Anne Hadelo (yeah, just like how she spelled it and said it) and Tavara.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm working in Caesar's Palace. card shark. Anne Tavara: Card Shark, nice ring to it i guess, although i still feel bored gambling fixes that, i'm slowly getting rich! of course the whole Vince Lombardi thing is still ruling the airwaves, i'm living a nice life, getting bye, i'm my actual age: 24. i look like Cleo Trellis, brown hair, green eyes and 5'10. square faced but in a nice Audrey Hepburn kind of way, a well rounded performer who some said could even rival the late and great Lucille Ball. i serve drinks and makes jokes with guys who need some cheering up. i am Cleo Trellis.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but then again maybe it can't last forever something is bound to go wrong, i'm not being pessimistic, i'm being realistic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm Cleo trellis. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3746790994207535416-4284869918874758618?l=villainsview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/feeds/4284869918874758618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2010/02/viva-las-vagas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/4284869918874758618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/4284869918874758618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2010/02/viva-las-vagas.html' title='Viva Las Vagas'/><author><name>Boheme Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tXL5YzcwHzg/SeWn7mXY_LI/AAAAAAAAANc/VBeuzXkFsvY/S220/image_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3746790994207535416.post-528728663776086244</id><published>2010-02-14T13:43:00.003+10:30</published><updated>2010-02-14T14:00:50.079+10:30</updated><title type='text'>Odessa: boring</title><content type='html'>it's barely changed, i don't know if thats a good thing or a bad thing, Eve (Evita) already has a life but i'm fitting in well with that, i'm kept up at night by guilt for the fact that Vince Lombardi boarding school is in ashes taking with it over 300 people.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Paige why can't you just get over the fact that Russell is dating Shimmy?" that was Lena, she seems incapable of shutting up, i was in a daze, i'd killed innocents, no matter how you look at it it was still MY fault!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Eve, what's up? you have been moping for like two days!" cried Hana.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"nothing!" i said, "lets just go to practice" i said.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it had been uneventful, the last 2 days were like any normal high school days! its... boring, i should be happy right? no killing and no super powers... im soooooo bored!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i am a cashier at mcdonalds! nothing is happening! i need power, i need excitement! i need a new life! okay, i'm so coming back!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eve makes clone of me, my mind goes with it, Eve stays and i'm gone!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;where should i go?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3746790994207535416-528728663776086244?l=villainsview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/feeds/528728663776086244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2010/02/odessa-boring.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/528728663776086244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/528728663776086244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2010/02/odessa-boring.html' title='Odessa: boring'/><author><name>Boheme Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tXL5YzcwHzg/SeWn7mXY_LI/AAAAAAAAANc/VBeuzXkFsvY/S220/image_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3746790994207535416.post-346998265912735133</id><published>2010-02-13T09:51:00.002+10:30</published><updated>2010-02-13T10:37:10.928+10:30</updated><title type='text'>New Beginnings</title><content type='html'>i sped out of the hospital room, you can catch the convo that i had with Jane on her blog that iv'e got listed in the sidebar.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i ran down to the boiler room, Kevin (or was it Sirus?) was putting the poison into the big tank thing when i arrived.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"nice Cleo, glad you made it" he said&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"i can stop you" i said in a huff, i TKed him to the wall and began to freeze him when Cindy showed up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"ha, you're stubborn, just like Linda, like your mother, like Howard" she said, her TK was unbearable as it lashed my skin and i felt major blood loss at an alarming rate, i was in too much pain, my powers were hardly strong enough, i manged to freeze her hand but it healed, i wasn't healing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"power negation? greatest power ever right? and i found you, ha! i created that clone trick!" she asked, well stated. Kevin (Sirus?) raised to his feet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"beaten too easily, you always said you were string and wiped the floor with anyone, what happened to you? your pathetic"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"flames burn out" i said, "then they grow a heart" i said, lamely&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"don't go all Tin man on me" she said.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Flash back: my time in the past to stop Linda from going to the present. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;bang! i knocked Ferris out before he could send Linda to the future, i replaced the notebook and turned around, being met by Death.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"hi ya" i said&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"hey, are you like seeing anyone?" my god!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"not you" i said, Cindy walked in. she had no idea who i was, so naturally...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"get outta my house or i'll kill you" she said, i tried to teleport away but... power negation!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"i can't unless you let me out of this power flux thing" i said&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"use the door" she said, i headed for the door, but then i felt my powers return, did she not think that i'd feel it?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"fight" she said&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"i'm not fighting you" i told her&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"coward" she said, "if you refuse to fight me then... pow" she said, i felt fire arm, it healed, i shot ice at her, she dodged it and it hit someone behind her, shattering them. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"No! you... i'll kill you" she cried, i teleported away.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Kill my son, now you pay!" she cried. Sirus punched the tank and gas filled the room, he lit a match. boom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kate Ramone is dead, so her mind and memories go to the clone she made. I am Evita, the official clone she has chosen to send her mind to, it would usually go to the first clone but she pulled some strings in her 'mind will' as she called it. so here i am, in Odessa, Texas. i'm 17 and living the best age i ever was.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3746790994207535416-346998265912735133?l=villainsview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/feeds/346998265912735133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2010/02/new-beginnings.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/346998265912735133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/346998265912735133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2010/02/new-beginnings.html' title='New Beginnings'/><author><name>Boheme Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tXL5YzcwHzg/SeWn7mXY_LI/AAAAAAAAANc/VBeuzXkFsvY/S220/image_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3746790994207535416.post-2783002059478828480</id><published>2010-02-12T16:22:00.003+10:30</published><updated>2010-02-12T17:25:49.341+10:30</updated><title type='text'>i sit by and watch the traffic go</title><content type='html'>in my life its best not to think about things too hard, it may cause my brain to explode.&lt;div&gt;iv'e been so many places in this dream place, iv'e been in &lt;i&gt;Legally blonde The Musical, (&lt;/i&gt;there is such a thing), iv'e been Elphie from &lt;i&gt;Wicked, &lt;/i&gt;and even Eliza Doolittle from&lt;i&gt; My Fair Lady, &lt;/i&gt;but in spite of those (cos thy're all ace!) i still want to get out of this coma, i like consciousness and this completely pointless! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i sat their in a scene from my own past, i just had continue to watch it, me and Anne Hadely were cheerleaders and best friends, i killed her because she blew my cover and told the cops i killed my dad (accidental!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Clo's we have gotta get some new uniforms" she said to me, this must have been when we were 17.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"we don't need new uniforms" i said to her, Anne thought that every year everything had be new, while i thought that every year things had to be interesting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"you are so boring! did you see Garry today? omg!!" she had a huge thing for Garry Shultz, i didn't understand what she liked about him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"yeah, does he always have that deer in the headlights expression?" i asked her, "what do you even like about him?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"i love his hair, his eyes, the way he changes the gears on my car"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"god," i said, i ran and swirled around a pole, "ten things you love about thou wretched Garry? allow me" i said, "you love the way he cuts his hair, you love the way that he stares, you love it he is surprised and when he's content, you'll love him most when you're both trapped in a tent" i said, i raised my eyes brows up and down "ooh la la, you love it when he's around and when he drops by and oh how you love it when he's being all shy, the only time you hate him is when he's dating every girl in the class, and when he's frolicking with them in the grass. you're mad about him"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"shut up" she laughed, i was a big time performer back then. i know it seems like a pointless seen, but it was a great time, it made me realize what great friends we were. a bright light shone, i sat there speechless.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Clo," said Anne, "if you want we can go up to the hevs (heaven) and we can be like that again?" she said, i could see hope&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"no, i can't my powers won't let me" i said&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"you control you're powers though?" she said, confused&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"but i can get a lot more, lots of stuff to do on sphere before i go to hevs" i said. then it went dark.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my eyes shot open, i was met by Jane and JD.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"oh my god she's awake!" cried JD, he was so happy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"holy... wow! i'll go tell the nurse and call the others!" she was happy too, JD grabbed my hand and asked how it was.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"fine" i said, Speed and Slits and Arson raced in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"this is great!" they cried, hugging me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"yeah" i said, i was happy sure but i'd survived worse, right? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They left to give me some rest, i didn't need it, i sat and thought. who was trying to get rid of me? why did they want to blow up the school? this was so confusing!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there's no place like home. corny but true&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3746790994207535416-2783002059478828480?l=villainsview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/feeds/2783002059478828480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-sit-by-and-watch-traffic-go.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/2783002059478828480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/2783002059478828480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-sit-by-and-watch-traffic-go.html' title='i sit by and watch the traffic go'/><author><name>Boheme Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tXL5YzcwHzg/SeWn7mXY_LI/AAAAAAAAANc/VBeuzXkFsvY/S220/image_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3746790994207535416.post-1449059191689311442</id><published>2010-02-10T19:50:00.003+10:30</published><updated>2010-02-10T21:12:08.140+10:30</updated><title type='text'>I sit by and watch the river flow</title><content type='html'>the title of this post is because its a line from Dreaming by Blondie. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i swear that its Egypt in here! i can see the pyramids and the sphinx! i had always wanted to know how they built the pyramids and for a while now i have always thought that they used powers, and i was right, i could see people levitating huge rocks and placing them, i was in a place i'd wondered about but never got around to going to, i could see far off that their were huts, i may as well explore, iv'e tried to escape but came up fruitless. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i walked towards the huts, i swear that over the noises of the wind that i could hear the outside. my world. people were faintly talking, i could not use my powers in this alternate dream world, it at first made me feel weak but then i remembered that it was a dream, nothing could hurt me, i felt good. i walked into one of the huts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;living on a prayer, take my hand we'll make it i swear oh whoa! living on a prayer!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;could be heard as i entered a dance, i looked up at a banner: class of 86'. the year i was born, i looked around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"hey Zooey! sign my yearbook?" a girl asked me, i was sure that she thought i was somone else, but she could see me clearly, in this place: i was Zooey.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"uh, yeah okay" i said. i signed it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"thanks! i guess i'll call you! i can't believe you're going to Stanford!" she squealed, i liked this reality. then i heard something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"whatever balloon animal! you and Howie can go sit and spin!" a girl said, i spun around, a girl clearly some kind of alpha popular girl was making fun of a pregnant high schooler, and a man much older than her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"leave us alone!" the man yelled, he was familiar, and then i looked harder, it was Howard! my bio dad Howard! Auran! and my mother. i could see fury in his eyes as his hands started to tint with fire, but i'm sure that he knew that my mother hated those powers. they didn't mention her name, i know that i saved her once, from a fire but i never heard a name.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i looked at them, this was the year i was born, that was me, thats so weird. i backed away, i made for the door. i was safe again, i was back in Egypt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i ran through the sand for hours, it was a dream world so i would never tire, i arrived at the Nile, i looked at it and ran my hands in the water as it flowed, why did i wish to swim? who cares? i jumped in, not even realizing how deep it was, i was never a strong swimmer, i felt myself sinking as i fought the current, then suddenly i heard the voices so much clearer! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Clear..." zap! "clear..." zap! i felt myself floating the top.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i climbed onto shore, to my surprise i was completely dry! those zapping feelings! was i in a coma? no way, but it would explain, but why? what did i do?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i ran back to huts, and ran into a random one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"&lt;i&gt;Smells like teen spirit...&lt;/i&gt;" sang Nirvana from a nearby stereo, i was in a music store, i passed by many CD's and primitive ads for the Mp3 player (remember those?) it was dark outside, but i could vaguely see people, i walked to the back of the store.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"where the hell have you been Jennifer?" a man asked me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"i-" i said, i was lost for words, but then i caught a glimpse in the mirror, i was my mother! but if this was the nineties, then this was after she had left! omg! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"sort these" he handed me a box of CD's.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"cannot wait for ipods" i said under my breath&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"ipods? what are they? some kinda drug?" he asked, if this guy didn't make me so scared and uncomfortable then i'd have laughed out loud to this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"no they're like mp3 players only they can download things to them without even hooking them up to a computer" i answered, of course i was talking about the awesomeness that is the IPhone!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"no such thing! can you imagine that! next thing you'll say is that they don't even use poloroids!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"well..." i said&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"ipods! drugs. thats it, you're hyped up on ipods" he said, i stifled a laugh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Jennifer if you don't get yourself clean you are out of a job" he said, then he slapped me right across the face! it stung. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"do it. now" he said, i looked at him for a moment and bolted for the door.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the next hut was... &lt;i&gt;Benny and Joon, &lt;/i&gt;yeah the movie, i heard the faintness of the real world, the song 500 miles was playing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;When i wake up well in know i'm gonna be i'm gonna be the man who's gonna wake up next to you&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i was Joon, i was making grilled cheese with Sam, played by- Stan. i looked at him, and kissed him, i could hardly believe it, we were there together. i stayed for a little while longer, then i walked out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i sat there and yelled hard, for hours and hours, i wanted to wake up! it was so lonely here and i missed my friends and family (yeah... family) i wanted out! i felt like Dorothy in Oz! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I need my ruby slippers (silver if you want the book term), i need to click them together 3 times, i need home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3746790994207535416-1449059191689311442?l=villainsview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/feeds/1449059191689311442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-sit-by-and-watch-river-flow.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/1449059191689311442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/1449059191689311442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-sit-by-and-watch-river-flow.html' title='I sit by and watch the river flow'/><author><name>Boheme Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tXL5YzcwHzg/SeWn7mXY_LI/AAAAAAAAANc/VBeuzXkFsvY/S220/image_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3746790994207535416.post-6215806660799560119</id><published>2010-02-09T15:59:00.002+10:30</published><updated>2010-02-09T16:46:22.652+10:30</updated><title type='text'>Shattered identity part 2</title><content type='html'>I was here in the ind of HIM, he is a proclaimer, which i've been explained is an empty soul, or rather someone who's minds were 'deleted' and replaced, but Kevin's (which it turns out is his name) mind was nor fully deleted and now he struggles against the mind of Sirus, who has very different beliefs to Kevin. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Just let me go!" cried Kevin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"no! i deserve life! you never did anything with yours" said Sirus&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"shut up!" i yelled, "i can give Sirus a body of his own and i can give him back his life, simple as that. no drama, okay?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"no i don't like that" said, a new person, a woman. "if you do that... Cleo, you are going to get a piece of Sirus in you and your weak mind will be no match, plus then i wont be able to control anyone, right?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"i'll give you someone!" i pleaded&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"doesn't work for me" she raised her hands and Kevin began acting not by his own accord but hers. he fired things, like invisible but they hit hard. I fell to the ground and things were spinning i heard the voices of people i met, and the voices of people i'd never heard before. I was shaking and started hyperventilating, things were shaking and i felt a gentle shaking from someone on the outside, i begged to go out there, i needed to but i couldn't get anything to move,i heard someone talking in an Alabamian accent:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"wake up Kate! wake up!" she said, her name was on the tip of my tongue but i couldn't say it, i couldn't say anything, i felt someone probing my mind, i tried to get them back, telepath help, but i couldn't form a word, i could see Kevin being beaten and Sirus doing it, the woman had disappeared now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I awoke in the boiler room, Jane was hovering over me, her eyes filled with worry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Ja-Ja?" i said, i was till disorientated.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"close enough" she said, she helped me up, i looked back to where Kevin should have been, but he was nowhere in sight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"whats wrong? is there trouble with your power?" she asked, she knew! i suppose that it was only a matter of time before she caught on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"no no, ju- tred" which was supposed to translate to "just tired". she waked me back to my room, i didn't trust myself to teleport or to speed there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"thanz" i said, she left, with some nudging.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i sat there and stared at the mirror, i have never been a good crier, iv'e felt sad and you could see that but tears always escaped me. I sat their, i had little use of my vast vocabulary so i just sat there close to crying but never quite getting there. suddenly my reflection moved, but i hadn't.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;she spoke in a monotone and didn't smile and if she did then it was a smirk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"you know Cleo, they say that when things like what happened to you happen then it's easier to cry, but you can't cry. can a i get a sociopath?" i screamed and fell off the bed, knocking my head, i had healing so i didn't get knocked out but i was sleepy, very sleepy. i'm posting this from my sleep, i can't seem to wake up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3746790994207535416-6215806660799560119?l=villainsview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/feeds/6215806660799560119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2010/02/shattered-identity-part-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/6215806660799560119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/6215806660799560119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2010/02/shattered-identity-part-2.html' title='Shattered identity part 2'/><author><name>Boheme Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tXL5YzcwHzg/SeWn7mXY_LI/AAAAAAAAANc/VBeuzXkFsvY/S220/image_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3746790994207535416.post-1185545678962217815</id><published>2010-02-08T15:45:00.003+10:30</published><updated>2010-02-08T16:41:23.667+10:30</updated><title type='text'>Shattered identity part 1</title><content type='html'>Everything is in trouble&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Speed was down in the USM she was having a race with some guy when that strange hotness guy (i read his mind and he just calls him self a Proclaimer, whatever that means, but i took special note of him not saying THE but A) turned up, eyes shut but light shone through none the less, he seemed to appear out of nowhere he raised his hand to reveal a match, i stood there and froze him but he just kept coming back! then i burnt him, he still came back it was like he was completely invincible! no, he wasn't he was just... powerful, more powerful then lots of people, he could rival me! he lit the match, and we were in the boiler room, he put his hand on the metal of one of the big tank things, his hand began to glow, all the while his match was staying alight. all the while i could feel some invisible force slowly killing me, but i never seemed to die.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he was finished, he punched a hole in the tank, it spurted out some kind of gas, the second it got to the match, flames were everywhere! i could feel throbbing all over my body and shattered bones. They hurt. the gas filled the school through the vent system and he raised his arms, i could smell smoke and then: BOOM!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i woke with a start, another dream. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Andrea was killing and bringing back to life a little mouse in a corner, i ran out and sped to boys dorm, i needed to kill this guy! he wasn't there, but i had a suspicion as to where he would be. i teleported down to the boiler room, he sat there, he was thinking nothing, or close to nothing, it was uncomprehensive like he was thinking something and something else at the same time. he was talking to himself, rocking back and forth making little circles out of smoke in the air, he was saying something like:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"if we stop now then-no- we can stop it and-no, you can't stop it what are you saying? no-one stops me! only you stand in the way!- i can stop you-STOP IT!!!!!" he yelled, it was loud enough to wake a few people, but my telepathy sent them straight to bed. i wasn't sure on what to say so i journeyed into his mind via my telepathy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was surreal, everything dark and then transitioning to light again, things were warped and every memory i passed was that of someone's death or someone talking to him and making him agitated. he was a pawn in some sicko's game, and now i was in there too. suddenly an eerie version of "three blind mice" started to chime.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"morning Katey, you seem afraid, haven't you ever seen a mind before?" i turned around, he was heavily scarred and holding pure darkness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"who are you?" i tried to sound confident but my voice was shaking, i could here his talking from the outside, his ramblings were becoming annoying, i sent him to sleep. Strange Hotness guy, showed up, he was still rambling and his powers were showing through, he had a lot, but only one stood out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TBC&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3746790994207535416-1185545678962217815?l=villainsview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/feeds/1185545678962217815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2010/02/shattered-identity-part-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/1185545678962217815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/1185545678962217815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2010/02/shattered-identity-part-1.html' title='Shattered identity part 1'/><author><name>Boheme Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tXL5YzcwHzg/SeWn7mXY_LI/AAAAAAAAANc/VBeuzXkFsvY/S220/image_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3746790994207535416.post-9189278262566360772</id><published>2010-02-06T16:18:00.003+10:30</published><updated>2010-02-06T17:04:22.017+10:30</updated><title type='text'>Going Off topic</title><content type='html'>My roommate Andrea is has got a guy  in the room and is currently biting his neck and i can hear his... er... enjoyment, so i'm going down the hall to introduce myself to that scholar ship girl from Alabama, she has that distinct Alabamian (thats a word?!!!) accent, seems nice and the guy she hangs with (Mike?)  is cute-ish, but has homosexual hair.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyways my premonition that some dude would blow up the school is kinda disturbing and whats worse is i lost contact with Rachel Olsen (one of my clones) so she's dead, therefore Cindy must be off my tail. the walls are thin so i can still hear the- activities going on down the halls, i think everyone can, i saw some people with ears pressed against the walls... getting off topic here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my premonition's always right so this is worrying to say the least, i don't know what guy wants to blow up the school, it seems that i should stop this, i can! i have a hell of a lot of powers! so i can hear the action down the hall pretty well. starting to get annoying actually. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm sitting in music class, since Lana isn't in this and neither is JD i am bored by the tediousness that is my teacher Mr. Cowley, he's talking about Mozart, i don't care about Mozart! if i wanted to i could go back in time and meet him and kill him so i didn't have to sit through this! The Alabamian (Jane) is sitting there clearly distracted by some inner thought, i was bored so i read her mind, but all i got was static and sharp pain in my head, i knew that she had a power i can tell! but did she have mind reading? were our "signals" crossing? wow. who cares? iv'e come across a powered person in this school before... 2 actually, one is some art kid with this strange hotness about him (like Johnny Depp when he was in &lt;i&gt;Edward Scissor Hands &lt;/i&gt;and &lt;i&gt;Sweeney Todd) &lt;/i&gt;and there was also Andrea, she had the power of raising the dead, she and "Strange Hotness guy" were still downstairs- biting. the floors were thin, when ever Mr. Cowley stopped to take a breath we could hear gentle thumping. Off topic again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alabamian girl (lets just call her by her name- Jane) oh crap! Jane? i saved her life! she owes me! what do i get her to do? any ideas? not right now, so the premonition was exploding school, and that kinda sucks its good here when the teacher is talking, but then he shuts up and we can hear- something- eeerr- being done. off topic again! i don't want the school to blow up so i'm gonna try to stop it, besides i really want to live long enough to unsee what i saw in my room earlier today. i must stop going off topic&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3746790994207535416-9189278262566360772?l=villainsview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/feeds/9189278262566360772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2010/02/going-off-topic.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/9189278262566360772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/9189278262566360772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2010/02/going-off-topic.html' title='Going Off topic'/><author><name>Boheme Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tXL5YzcwHzg/SeWn7mXY_LI/AAAAAAAAANc/VBeuzXkFsvY/S220/image_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3746790994207535416.post-1190009076366978026</id><published>2010-02-04T15:48:00.003+10:30</published><updated>2010-02-07T13:29:18.049+10:30</updated><title type='text'>Premonition</title><content type='html'>Archer is doing pretty well, we have it all set up and i just sit around making threats and stuff, i'm living good, the shooting is still fresh in peoples minds, and i'm still wondering why my flying shooter friend didn't just fly away, but maybe deep down he wanted to die.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i sat in drama class, my friends were making a big deal because it was my 18th birthday, really it's my 24th, i was given some chocolates and stuff so it was nice. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went and saw &lt;i&gt;Wicked&lt;/i&gt; today, its a great musical (i heard it could be made into a movie), i have all the songs now and cant get One Short Day out of my head! I've been thinking about how much my life has been twisted and at times even ruined by my powers, its messed up, in my original plan i was supposed to be that i'd be the star of my own sitcom by now!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i sat down on my bed, my roommate the Gothic chick Andrea was doing some voodoo thing on Raymond Lansbury, i don't know why she hates him, its obvious he loves her! i'm thinking about getting an ipad, they look cool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;today was boring by all means, i did hear on the news about some car that was in Alabama had crashed, i spose thats sad. some girl got orphaned, thats sad. it s my hundredth post and look how far i have come!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i had a premonition today, it was... surreal, it was a building, it was blurry but definatly a building, a dude walks in, i follow, he's headed for the boiler room, there i am i'm tied and all bloody, i was barely breathing! but i was conscious, he was wearing a mask, that much was clear and he punched a hole in a big metal... thing, steam shot out, no, no! it wasn't steam! it was gas! he lit up a match and fire filled the room, i found myself outside. Bang!!!!!! the hole school went kablamo! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what a nice birthday...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3746790994207535416-1190009076366978026?l=villainsview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/feeds/1190009076366978026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2010/02/premonition.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/1190009076366978026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/1190009076366978026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2010/02/premonition.html' title='Premonition'/><author><name>Boheme Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tXL5YzcwHzg/SeWn7mXY_LI/AAAAAAAAANc/VBeuzXkFsvY/S220/image_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3746790994207535416.post-6670340787402934061</id><published>2010-02-02T16:40:00.006+10:30</published><updated>2010-02-02T18:04:20.091+10:30</updated><title type='text'>Shots ringing in my ears</title><content type='html'>well it seemed that today was eventful to say the least, so lets just get straight into it:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WE had a school assembly so that the principal Mr. Bowman could lecture us on good citizenship and not littering etc, the lecture went on for what seemed like hours and JD (Justin) and i talked about how boring it was, when we got back to class their was someone unpleasant, and very unexpected waiting for us. Danny landers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Flashback- 2002&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Don't Danny! i'm sorry! Mark didn't mean anything! just come down"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Mark!? it's not Mark, Cleo if it were Mark i could get over it, but YOU? its your fault!!!! everything is you, the death of my family might have included! i have to do this!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"life is better after high school" &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"well i wouldn't know, would i?" Danial Landers, aged 16 jumped off of the gravel tower not far away from Odessa on the 21st of November, but he didn't die he flew.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"what the-!" i yelled, he was flying this was my first encounter with the supernatural but it wasn't the day i believed super powers were real.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"i'm... flying" he floated just above my head, he was twisting in the air trying to get down, i tugged and pulled him down, but he just floated again, he was terrified&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"you wouldn't be so terrified if you didn't jump in the first place you idiot!" he was furious at that comment, i'm sure that that was what set him over the edge, just that word, or maybe it was just the fact that i took the chance to insult him even in his own terror. he inadvertently lunged forward, knocking me out, it wouldn't be until my powers set in that i would believe any of that was real. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He held a gun with him, he looked like hell, he held the gun up to me, "i could recognize you no matter how much you changed Cleo"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Cleo?" JD asked&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"i don't know what you're talking about" what else could i say?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"my little allies in the USM told me who you are, anyone can know that you would choose the rock chick look of Stephanie Zinonie in&lt;i&gt; Grease 2"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"everybody on the ground" he yelled, he fired a shot for emphasis, it was silenced though. "now Cleo, i'm going to kill everyone here one by one just to make you feel how i felt that day, my friends, my family. Gone. Bang" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"i'm not Cleo! my name is Kate Ramone i'm from Chicago!" I yelled&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"you are Cleo Trellis! and I've had friends spying on you for over a year! following you around, Techpower, The C.HA.S.E and Archer! i know that this is you!!!!!" he screamed, "it's you're fault, this is happening, you know it is" BANG!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Flashback- 17th September 2002&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Cleo meeting my family will not be a piece of cake, they are very picky about the girls i date" &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"it's just dinner, what could possibly go wrong?" we were at the family restaurant and they'd closed it early so they could know me more intimately.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"So Cleo when you graduate what do you plan to do?" His father asked, "cos' Danny here plans on becoming a chef"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"well..." i hesitated, Danny had told me his family liked people who knew where their life was going, but i couldn't lie to them on first meeting, "in all honesty i have no idea, maybe i'll be an actress" his families mouthed dropped&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"bit of an unstable profession isn't it?" his mother Jennifer asked&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"yeah but i like the unexpected" as if on cue a man broke through the door, he robbed us all clean, always holding a gun to us.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;"now the bracelet girl" he said, i looked at my bracelet, i couldn't give that to him! it was a family heirloom! i hesitantly took it off and handed it to him, but i had a plan. i jumped out my seat and using my cheer leading moves i kicked the much bigger man into a feeble position, i held the gun to him.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;"h-h-hands up!" i yelled, i never planned on firing it, he could tell that, he reached behind his back. i pulled the trigger but i missed smashing a window.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;"just for that they get punished"  he pulled out another gun, and shot me in the shoulder, it was just a flesh wound i was fine, but i dropped the gun he shot Danny's whole family, younger sister, brother older brother and parents. but he didn't use a silencer so the cops were there fast, Danny was shot in the stomach, but he lived. he blames me.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he had just shot the girl in the corner of the class (her name was Lisa Mcnamera), i knew that i couldn't reveal my powers, you never know who's watching, BANG! another shot was fired and more came, most of the class was already dead or bleeding, i had to help them, i didn't care about my own safety i TKed Danny through the window, he plunged to the death he should have plunged to 8 years ago, i looked at the massacre that is my class, i couldn't help them, they'd be in more danger if i were found out, i called the cops and ambulance, most had concussions and couldn't remember anything some were in critical condition and 4 died. i erased everyones memories for good measure and sat with JD as he recovered from 2 shots to the chest. my other friend Lana was fine, just a flesh wound. I hadn't felt guilt like this since i was 16, i'd felt guilt but never this kind of guilt. this sucks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3746790994207535416-6670340787402934061?l=villainsview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/feeds/6670340787402934061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2010/02/shots-ringing-in-my-ears.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/6670340787402934061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/6670340787402934061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2010/02/shots-ringing-in-my-ears.html' title='Shots ringing in my ears'/><author><name>Boheme Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tXL5YzcwHzg/SeWn7mXY_LI/AAAAAAAAANc/VBeuzXkFsvY/S220/image_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3746790994207535416.post-29576088738453085</id><published>2010-01-31T11:24:00.002+10:30</published><updated>2010-01-31T12:02:18.216+10:30</updated><title type='text'>Shards of glass</title><content type='html'>Arson Ames looked like hell, he had come back from his assassination job, it seemed like Dr. S was trouble, i should have gone in one thought i could kill him, but wheres the fun in that?&lt;br /&gt;"piece o cake" he said, i'm pretty sure it wasn't, i read his mind, but i don't speak Portuguese, i don't know how HE even speaks it! we were in a secret meeting place, well it wasn't so much secret but no-one knew we were actually there, you see on the app for my school i had to put my address right? so Kate Ramone (for Katherine Hepburn and The Ramones) lives at 36 Anisten Road, St Louis. i put put the helix on the front porch so specials know this is a safe place, well... more or less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was in math class, if this were me in my original high school days then i would have just skipped it and copied off of Anne Hadely (or Hadelo, she says its more Italian, so thats why she says it like that). my powers are making me the the most intelligent person in the state! so i'm doing pretty well for myself. so Justin and i were just making out and stuff while i telekinetically did my work, no-one was watching, the teacher was out, in fact he never showed up for more than 5 minutes! so in corners there were people getting high and listening to music and dancing (actually almost screwing!) in the middle of the room, Justin was about to duck for a cigarette when a window smashed. &lt;br /&gt;from the outside.&lt;br /&gt;it wouldn't have mattered so much, but it was from the outside! my enhanced vision caught an invisible figure, 2 actually. 2 men. They seemed familiar but i couldn't quite put names to them. No-one else had noticed this, shards of glass were all over the floor and people still continued what they were doing, Justin just looked at me while i stood there looking at nothing, well it was nothing to him, he decided to leave me be and went out for a smoke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One man was holding a gun, the other was holding black lightening, they were here for me i was sure of it. i jumped out the window, flying over to them.&lt;br /&gt;"bad choice" the gunman said&lt;br /&gt;"why?" &lt;br /&gt;"no-one should willingly go to their deaths, we don't get to see them suffer as much"&lt;br /&gt;"well Janie, where do we start?" &lt;br /&gt;"Janie?" i said, were they here for someone else?&lt;br /&gt;"yes, you are Jane Robertson?" i had to think about this, if they were after a special who wasn't me, and someone who they felt they needed to kill with black lightening and a gun, the this girl was either very dangerous or very annoying, with a name like Jane Robertson i'm gonna go with annoying!&lt;br /&gt;"yeah. i'm Jane" i said &lt;br /&gt;"good" they laughed&lt;br /&gt;"i don't like your tone" i said, and then i burnt them to a crisp, their scream were deafening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i flew back in, the glass was all gone, the window was in good condition, i sighed, i hate my life sometimes, i was about to text Speed to see if she could go down to the USM to see if they know anything about what just happened, it could have been a test or something. then i dropped my phone it landed on a chair nearest the window, i picked it up. then i saw it, or i felt it, i had pricked my finger on a shard of glass, i looked up there it was- near the top left hand corner, a piece of the window missing i picked up the shard and put it back in it stayed there and then it was like the window healed! it was fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the bell rang and i walked out of the class, this was weird, i don't know who Jane Robertson is or was but i hope she's grateful that i just saved her life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3746790994207535416-29576088738453085?l=villainsview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/feeds/29576088738453085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2010/01/shards-of-glass.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/29576088738453085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/29576088738453085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2010/01/shards-of-glass.html' title='Shards of glass'/><author><name>Boheme Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tXL5YzcwHzg/SeWn7mXY_LI/AAAAAAAAANc/VBeuzXkFsvY/S220/image_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3746790994207535416.post-36790951381432771</id><published>2010-01-28T15:52:00.003+10:30</published><updated>2010-01-28T17:26:09.274+10:30</updated><title type='text'>Sound of the Underground</title><content type='html'>i knew that Slits and Speed had been there before and i'd heard urban legends about The Underground Specials Movement, an elite group for fugitives of The Company or in any other danger, as long as you've got a power you're in. Its very shady and does most of its business under the table. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i walked through the slums of New York, i knew that it was best to go alone on your first visit it gives the impression that you're confident and can take anything, but truly. i was terrified. These people were powerful if they didn't like me then they could bring in their special executioner and kill me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walking into the old fallen in building i kicked the special part of the wall, the brick fell in, revealing a white light that would have blinded me, but Speed told me that thats why its there so you cant see how you get in there, its more of a secret than the USM itself!  I reluctantly looked into the light and everything went dark. I was standing there in front of a heavily scarred man, his hand lit up with an orb that wasn't fire or electricity, it was just pure light, that was the light that blinded me (kind of), but i still don't know how i got into the underground. &lt;br /&gt;It was a large underground city almost, with cabins coming off the walls some of them 3 floors high, and just ahead i could see shops and stuff. this place had perhaps 1000 specials! i resisted temptation, this was a job visit, not a power one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hello" he said as he lead me through i could see many shady looking people who i would NEVER trust, some people looked innocent and fidgety, they clearly had a few other thoughts on where to be though. &lt;br /&gt;There were strong people and ones that had weak powers but managed to use them very... evilly but some accidentally evilly, like the girl in that modest skirt and blouse had the power to see and manipulate sound, she was able to make so much sound it caused a mans brain to hemorrhage! i heard her telling the story.&lt;br /&gt;"hi" i said, this guy was wearing what looked like an old tuxedo that had been washed too many times. He could be handsome were it not for the scars and disfigured left arm.&lt;br /&gt;"are you Kate Ramone?" He asked, his voice was smooth with a tinge of a welsh accent and had an almost sinister edge to it. &lt;br /&gt;"yes" i had to use my school name/new life name of course, did i ever mention that that was my name? i am in hiding anyway. i look just like Michele Phfieffer in "Grease 2" BTW. &lt;br /&gt;"i'm here about the-"&lt;br /&gt;"we all know what you're here for, a lot of people here have some money saved up, they want your assassin to kill some people for them, people who they cant kill or could but run the risk of being caught by agents"&lt;br /&gt;"i understand" i said.&lt;br /&gt;"this is a community, it's shady and not a lot of laws, but we are a town like any other you got that? if you take on one of us or if you fail one of us, we're all angry and we will dispatch you to even the score"&lt;br /&gt;i gulped and nodded.&lt;br /&gt;"you clearly have a nice collection of abilities, no wonder you are the Aurris of the generation, its funny, i always thought that the title would stay in the Tavara family."&lt;br /&gt;"well, it had to end some time"&lt;br /&gt;"yes, the first daughter, Cleopatra (using the full name! how formal and embarrassing!) was a promising girl but she messed up, too greedy and took on too much, joined those ridiculous cults, The C.H.A.S.E and Techpower. those Chasers were once here you know? but they went against our code and we would no longer protect them, so many died all because they couldn't listen"&lt;br /&gt;"yes, well, um" i was stuttering, "wh-who's the first client?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was in her fifties, and when she got upset a storm would brew, that was her power, weather manipulation. Her name was Alice, they don't say last names down there, so they cant be ratted out as easily, she requested that i kill Dr. Suresh, there were 2 and both were dead, but then she said:&lt;br /&gt;"no, Chandra Suresh is dead, and it spread around from The Carnival that Samuel Sullivan had killed Mohinder Suresh, but we got word from Kadaji, our contact in Tokyo who was tasked in trailing Hiro Nakamura that this was not true, i want you to make it true. someone needs to pay for what happened at coyote sands"&lt;br /&gt;"okay" she handed me 5 grand in cash, and i walked away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"you cant back the way you came"  said the light guy&lt;br /&gt;"thats fine, i'll teleport" i said&lt;br /&gt;"cant do that either, we have people here that control the uses of powers here, no one can get in using teleportation and no-one can get out, just tell us where you're headed"&lt;br /&gt;"Vince Lombardi boarding School, in Illinois couple miles off St Louis"&lt;br /&gt;"no problem, he's been there" he said, he took out a phone, that looked really cool "specially made for the USM" he said "untraceable by anyone except our finest scientists and technicians, built in with a laser, thats a more recent addition the designs we're actually stolen from Cleo Tavara's adopted sister Ali Trellis, very good at making things, not very bright from what i hear" he pressed on the multi touch screen and a man sped up behind us. Dig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"afternoon" he said, he was very polite with a mischievous glint in his eye, if i didn't already have a boyfriend i'd be with him! he was cute! he told me to get on his back and hold on. he sped right up a wall and through dirt his hands digging ferociously, and in no time were back at my school.&lt;br /&gt;"bye" i said&lt;br /&gt;"wait!"&lt;br /&gt;"what?"&lt;br /&gt;"i have to tell you  you're entrance, this hole we just made, in the concrete, that will be  covered over in concrete again, but the rest of our tunnel will be kept, with cement walls and all! so if you phase through where the concrete will be then you are in the tunnel and can speed right into the USM go it?"&lt;br /&gt;i nodded&lt;br /&gt;"bye" he said shyly, he had a bit of a southern edge to his voice. i rushed inside and ran down to the boiler room.&lt;br /&gt;"our first job" i said proudly&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3746790994207535416-36790951381432771?l=villainsview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/feeds/36790951381432771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2010/01/sound-of-underground.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/36790951381432771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/36790951381432771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2010/01/sound-of-underground.html' title='Sound of the Underground'/><author><name>Boheme Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tXL5YzcwHzg/SeWn7mXY_LI/AAAAAAAAANc/VBeuzXkFsvY/S220/image_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3746790994207535416.post-4572175679636785868</id><published>2010-01-27T17:44:00.001+10:30</published><updated>2010-01-27T17:44:44.970+10:30</updated><title type='text'>new blog</title><content type='html'>check this out www.mindmeddle.blogspot.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3746790994207535416-4572175679636785868?l=villainsview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/feeds/4572175679636785868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/4572175679636785868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/4572175679636785868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-blog.html' title='new blog'/><author><name>Boheme Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tXL5YzcwHzg/SeWn7mXY_LI/AAAAAAAAANc/VBeuzXkFsvY/S220/image_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3746790994207535416.post-8171923985970277620</id><published>2010-01-27T16:37:00.003+10:30</published><updated>2010-01-27T17:19:38.641+10:30</updated><title type='text'>Archer</title><content type='html'>Well i've still been very much into taking powers and being a villain (i feel like i've changed soooo much since my first post and i want a clean slate but villainy runs in the family, i cant get away from it). anyway i've been gathering up some specials, who... well we're like the mob, and i'm the don, the big boss who is a villain (well morally very grey) and will not take it lying down when someone harms the "family." we're called the Archer mob.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My people are as follows:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Slits McCoy (Real name is Jeremy Parker)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;History:  an escapee from level 5, his life before then is hear say but The Company's "lost" files indicate that he was a petty thief until he was faced with  a robbery gone wrong and his UNLOADED gun  accidentally fired, killing a man on the street, he fled only to be confronted by Noah Bennet. He was taken in for testing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I dont have the files from his testing but long story short he has the power of telekinesis and he accidentally fired a telekinetic bullet while holding the gun. i know i could look into his past but it seems that my clarsentiance hasnt comeback&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Speed Manson (Real name is Amy Phoenix)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;History: lived on the streets for 2 years after her parents kicked her out due to a drug habit, after getting clean she becomes a waitress at bar, when the bar closes she has a tough time getting a job even resorting to being a hooker. when an old client cant let go she must out run his car, that is when she discovers her power. Super Speed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Arson Ames (real name Aaron Ames)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;History: originally from Australia Arson moved here when he was 10, soon enough finding a fascination with flames. at age 13 he had burned down his middle school in an act of cold blood killing a teacher and 6 students, he was sent to a therapist with little progress, he was then sent to a clinic in Wyoming, again with little improvement. At age 15 he had become especially angry and upset at his parents for seeing him as a freak, his psychokinesis activating and burning them to a crisp. going on the run while his other powers started to develop (psychokinesis has many different powers) he is caught by Agent Thompson and detained for 3 years. persuading (without using powers) Elle Bishop to let him escape he flees to Alabama and starts an new life as Eric Waters, he was a serial killer until Linda took his powers leaving him only with PK (pyro). i tracked him down as a welder in Idaho, he accepted to be our "dispatcher" (assassin) for our mob.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Archer".  manly operates out of the boiler room at my school. we are very &lt;i&gt;The Godfather &lt;/i&gt;and thanks to Speed and Arson's connections to the Underground Specials Movement (USM)we already have some powerful people on our side.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3746790994207535416-8171923985970277620?l=villainsview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/feeds/8171923985970277620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2010/01/archer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/8171923985970277620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/8171923985970277620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2010/01/archer.html' title='Archer'/><author><name>Boheme Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tXL5YzcwHzg/SeWn7mXY_LI/AAAAAAAAANc/VBeuzXkFsvY/S220/image_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3746790994207535416.post-282105044059042794</id><published>2010-01-26T17:25:00.002+10:30</published><updated>2010-01-26T18:01:40.504+10:30</updated><title type='text'>Safe sides</title><content type='html'>Cindy is still looking for me and i've had some close calls, so i decided to clone myself and send them across the country there are 4, since Cindy will more than likely follow leads toward my clones rather than follow the obvious ones (reverse pschology) so when i lose contact with one then i know that either shes killed her thinking its me or killed her out of annoyance. i'll search my clones final memories to do that (yeah i can do that!)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One is at Arlington university as an Audrey Hepburn look a like, i decided that at least one deserved the 50's movie star treatment, plus i love &lt;i&gt;My fair lady, Funny Face &lt;/i&gt;and &lt;i&gt;Breakfast at Tiffanys&lt;/i&gt; and thats just naming a few. Her name is Holly Tiffany Monroe. (hey Marilyn Monroe is great too!!) she's friends with Ali and Gretchen, only Ali doesnt know that its me, or it'll create a lead and could land her in hot water. (and Sli knows me cos i stopped past Linda from going to the future ergo i stopped the alternate universe so i'm Ali's sister again)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the second is in New York city working as a receptionist at a hospital, that cute paramedic is there a lot so thats why i sent her there. This one is very Brooke Shields but i went with a name that isnt so fancy: Rachel Olsen (that way it pays homage to &lt;i&gt;Friends &lt;/i&gt;and Sandy Olsen from&lt;i&gt; Grease!) &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The third is in Texas, she has taken over the cheerleading squad and is now basically who i was in high school. She is Evita (Eve) Singer (Evita cos i like Madonna and Singer for Lori Singer from &lt;i&gt;footloose) &lt;/i&gt;she looks like perfection tall, thin, platinum blonde hair and bright blue eyes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The forth is in LA working at a boutique on Rodeo drive, shes called Denise Gale (Denise as in Denise Richards and Gale like Dorothy Gale from &lt;i&gt;The wizard of oz)&lt;/i&gt; aka: DG, like from &lt;i&gt;Tin man&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i also sent a fifth over to Tempest she looks just like me to them but to Cindy i'll look like Shannon Doherty (post surgeries) i sent her there way before i made these ones though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and now theres me here at a posh boarding school who's name i cant remember and being a sadistic bitch, its very popular here, and i got a boyfriend called Justin Dean he's soooo James Dean in &lt;i&gt;Rebal Without a cause &lt;/i&gt;and also Jason Dean&lt;i&gt; (JD) &lt;/i&gt;from &lt;i&gt;Heathers.  &lt;/i&gt;another fave of mine. and i have a best friend named Lana who seems very smart. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i should say that if you had not noticed im sending them to places of importance to me, Cindy might see that as a lead but who makes leads for someone to find them so they can kill them? (reverse psychology)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3746790994207535416-282105044059042794?l=villainsview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/feeds/282105044059042794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2010/01/safe-sides.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/282105044059042794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/282105044059042794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2010/01/safe-sides.html' title='Safe sides'/><author><name>Boheme Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tXL5YzcwHzg/SeWn7mXY_LI/AAAAAAAAANc/VBeuzXkFsvY/S220/image_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3746790994207535416.post-91649338878760583</id><published>2010-01-24T15:27:00.002+10:30</published><updated>2010-01-24T15:32:30.219+10:30</updated><title type='text'>Back</title><content type='html'>i did it i got there and stopped. simple as that. The only problem is that Cindy Linda's aunt isnt a very nice person she said that she plans to find me and blow where ever i am up, not clear why i guess i did something. this is soooooo confusing, anyway i 've taken on a brand new identity and moved into a boarding school as a 17 year old i figured that since she cant be so bad that she'd blow up roughly 600 people then ill be safe. its boys and girls so thats good i've always wondered what it'd be like to go to boarding school.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i know its been a while but well what can i say? i like to keep people waiting the more you wait for chocolate the more of it you eat right?  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3746790994207535416-91649338878760583?l=villainsview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/feeds/91649338878760583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2010/01/back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/91649338878760583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/91649338878760583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2010/01/back.html' title='Back'/><author><name>Boheme Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tXL5YzcwHzg/SeWn7mXY_LI/AAAAAAAAANc/VBeuzXkFsvY/S220/image_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3746790994207535416.post-6081328399981375195</id><published>2009-11-12T16:14:00.004+10:30</published><updated>2009-11-12T17:06:31.263+10:30</updated><title type='text'>If could turn back time... oh wait.</title><content type='html'>That whole Linda thing has something weird about it, if i killed past Linda then shouldn't all this have not changed? shouldn't it have been like a predestination paradox? there is something wrong here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but enough on that, guess what! i'm living my dreams! my life is perfect, but this one thing is hanging over me, and everytime i hear about it i feel this stab in stomach. Guilt. how? this benefitted people right? i stopped so many bad things! but in doing so, i stopped a lot of good things, me and Anne Hadely (i killed her in very early posts) weren't on good terms by the end but we had some good times! as did me and Mark Gak, sure this whole thing started cos of him and his partner but never mind! i need to undo this! and Ali, Brad, mom and dad! i'lll never have that back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i served a customer who had just purchased an original (and signed) Beatles album, (time travel is ace!) for $1278. and it was now after school, kids were going to run in and play guitar hero, singstar and spend so much on the vending machines and the jukebox (not mention on cd's). but before the rush had started-&lt;br /&gt;Stan entered, his face pale, and sweat running down his nose.&lt;br /&gt;"what happened to you?" i asked him, i ran to his side&lt;br /&gt;"i-i-i dont know" at that he fell to the ground. dead. i looked at his back. a bullet, he'd been shot. everything was happening again, deaths and all, maybe not in the same order or the same way but it was happening.&lt;br /&gt;"This has to be stopped!" i yelled, some kids had showed up now, i sent Stan into the basement and created a clone of myself, my power draining into her then filling back up in me, it was an odd feeling, i've never really shared before, suddenly things started to to blur i around me, i felt the screams of Brad as he died from electrocution all the way in texas, the pain of Omni as a car smashed into her, their pain was taking over me. and it wouldn't stop! i could feel every cell burning! i wished i would die, but i knew that even the it wouldn't stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i teleported back in time to when Linda was 17. 1959. i had to stop this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TBC&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3746790994207535416-6081328399981375195?l=villainsview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/feeds/6081328399981375195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2009/11/turn-back-attempt-no-1.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/6081328399981375195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/6081328399981375195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2009/11/turn-back-attempt-no-1.html' title='If could turn back time... oh wait.'/><author><name>Boheme Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tXL5YzcwHzg/SeWn7mXY_LI/AAAAAAAAANc/VBeuzXkFsvY/S220/image_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3746790994207535416.post-4201290108032709564</id><published>2009-11-11T17:05:00.003+10:30</published><updated>2009-11-11T17:57:46.440+10:30</updated><title type='text'>String Theory</title><content type='html'>we seemed to have stopped alot of things, including TP being formed, but some how that still happened, i went to Omni for details. (she's alive!)&lt;br /&gt;"i don't know what you're talking about" she said. i filled hjer mind with my memories of Linda.&lt;br /&gt;"OH.MY.GOD!" she screamed.&lt;br /&gt;"okay, TP was formed when you and Mia and Howard came to LA secretly to get powers without your mom knowing" i nodded&lt;br /&gt;"then you walked into the Dojo where Chan learnt all his moves from and i was there cleaning the walls, cos' Chan got a lucky shot in on one of the top students" she saddened by the memory, i read her mind she thought that this was the day where he thought he could take on anyone.&lt;br /&gt;"then you tried to take Chans power but i saw it coming and called Sage he copied your PK and then shot you through a wall, then Shifter whow as riding her bike over to meet me to go to the mall saw it and she shapeshifter into a cougar and tried to kill you, then you sent Howard and Mia away and said you had a proposition for us. TP"&lt;br /&gt;wow that was alot of talking!! i thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went over to Stan to ask him how we met, this is what happened.&lt;br /&gt;"why do you ask? i thought you said you'd remember that day forever?"&lt;br /&gt;"forever doesn't last long" i said, remaining elusive about my time altering&lt;br /&gt;"well i was trying to find work and i saw a 'help wanted' sign in your music shop window, then i-" i stopped him, this was taking so long! i used clarsentiance on hm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;March 12, 2008, at "THE JUKE BOX"&lt;br /&gt;Stan walked in to my shop he was wearing a superman t shirt and board shorts.&lt;br /&gt;"here's your new salesman!" he exclaimed. i looked up, i was wearing my usual style, some pink, white and black Globes shoes, skinny jeans, a black leather jacket that when you turned it inside out then it was aglossy pink and my hair was straightened with honey streaks. i looked AWESOME!&lt;br /&gt;"and what makes you think i'm gonna hire you?"&lt;br /&gt;"i was a salesman at my last job, i sold-" i knew that looked on my face, i had used telepathy to make him shut up.&lt;br /&gt;"you're hired" i said, he smiled the smile that i hadn't seen for so long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i woke from my dazer and looked up.&lt;br /&gt;"i remember" i said softly, and he pulled in and kissed me.&lt;br /&gt;Mia entered.&lt;br /&gt;"hey Cleo, dad wants to talk to us, stan i think you should go and talk our mom, she's very picky about BF's" Stan nodded.&lt;br /&gt;we walked into Dad's study, he TKed the door shut and looked at us gravely.&lt;br /&gt;"there's a disturbance-"&lt;br /&gt;"in the force!" Mia and i cried at the same tim.&lt;br /&gt;"no! in the spacetime continuum" he said. "things dont fit, things are disapearing, people are being erased, i'm immune to this kinda change and i still cant figure this out! everything is being destroyed"&lt;br /&gt;"oh daddy i'm sure you're over exagerating" Mia said.&lt;br /&gt;i blocked my thoughts, they couldn't know it was me.&lt;br /&gt;"i'm not!" people who should be killed aren't! this could cause the universe to go kaboom!"&lt;br /&gt;"that sucks" said Mia&lt;br /&gt;"no sh#t sherlock" i said.&lt;br /&gt;"quit it! it originates here" he said, pointing to the corner, darkness&lt;br /&gt;"oh right" lights came on and he walked over to the time line, he pointed at the date i had killed past Linda, "this is where i started unraveling, i think it was this girl" he showed us a picture of the invisible girl that attacked me. "her name is Rebecca, i think that she killed my mother, causing this whole thing, deathes and lives haven't come to pass because of this girl and her possible accomplices. he showed us a picture of Claire Bennet and Gretchen.&lt;br /&gt;"i've taken care of the brunette, convinced her to leave" he said, "but you and Mia will have to kill Blondie, i need to be here. you know im needed and my powers aint what they used to be. go and fix this or we're all gonna have our lives unravel, he said"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mom called us for dinner, we walked down, Stan looked freaked out and Mia, howard and i looked worried, the only one that seemed happy was mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how's this for messed up?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3746790994207535416-4201290108032709564?l=villainsview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/feeds/4201290108032709564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2009/11/string-theory.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/4201290108032709564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/4201290108032709564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2009/11/string-theory.html' title='String Theory'/><author><name>Boheme Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tXL5YzcwHzg/SeWn7mXY_LI/AAAAAAAAANc/VBeuzXkFsvY/S220/image_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3746790994207535416.post-3113973328980634638</id><published>2009-11-10T17:29:00.003+10:30</published><updated>2009-11-10T17:38:12.750+10:30</updated><title type='text'>fake me</title><content type='html'>i've read your posts Temp, and i don't remember any of that, and i know that if my memory was erased then Claire's power would have brought thememories back, so i have come to a conclusion: it wasn't me. i think that it might have been ME, but a clone of me, rememebr that i aid i lost control sometimes? well cloning might have got the better of me and made a new, more permanent me, perhaps witha few characteristics, missing, i'm not sure. i don't know if any of this fates stuff has happened in this timeline, but i know that i never showed up there, so it must have been a clone. that might no exist because of the time change, but might exist cos they're technically me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope that wasnt too confusing. don't forget to read the post under this one.&lt;br /&gt;oh and i know you weren't happy about my decision to change everything but think about the benefits!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3746790994207535416-3113973328980634638?l=villainsview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/feeds/3113973328980634638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2009/11/fake-me.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/3113973328980634638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/3113973328980634638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2009/11/fake-me.html' title='fake me'/><author><name>Boheme Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tXL5YzcwHzg/SeWn7mXY_LI/AAAAAAAAANc/VBeuzXkFsvY/S220/image_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3746790994207535416.post-7656487823563822836</id><published>2009-11-10T15:56:00.003+10:30</published><updated>2009-11-10T16:47:02.280+10:30</updated><title type='text'>Confusion is my life</title><content type='html'>my life can get pretty hectic, one minute everything seems simple but the next something even Omni couldn't predict would happen. Such is life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of these unexpected occurences was when the Telepaths invaded Sacramento, and killed so many of TP and The C.H.A.S.E. Whilst some did survive they opted to to go back to their lives, like we never existed, most of these people were lucky. they only had a couple of bruises, because thanks to their power they were able to defend themselves and save others. Others, like Stan, Brad, Chelsea and Chris (from The C.H.A.S.E) were killed, Chelsea was forced to slow herself down to almost like she was a statue, then bang, gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the second was my high school reunion, where i lost many mind powers, and my own powers were weakened to the point where it pained me to use them for too long a time. I was given six monthes to live, so i went to find heal-leader (Claire Bennet). but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then past Linda showed up, she was maybe 15, but she just looked young and was actually 17 (so before she became EVIL, but i did hear hersay once that she tried to kill Linderman when she was sixteen, but thats not the point) and had just gotten the power of PK, (i don't know that for sure, but still) she burned up Ferris and Death's notebook (probably plans for destroying people), so Ferris sent her away.&lt;br /&gt;and i called Hiro Nakamora to send her back, but it seems he is pre-occupied. i'll tell you how i know him next post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hiro!" i shouted into my phone, i knew something was up, i couldn't go save him because A- i don't know where he is, and B- i could'nt even if i did.&lt;br /&gt;"what?" asked past Linda, she was playing with her PK, i couldn't help but think that if i killed her then i'd stop all of this, my friends would be back and i'd have a better life. suddenly i knew it, i had to kill her, stop all of this from happening, but as this was going through my mind she spoke up.&lt;br /&gt;"if you kill me it could destroy history and future" she said, she was right of course but, i wanted to, i knew i couldn't. i signaled to Linda to turn invisible, Claire walked by with Ali, they were going to watch Mcgyver, i took Claire's power right then and there, but it didn't feel like it should have, like it was half hearted, a power that was being split down the middle, so she got half and i got half, like it was being ripped. i beknowst to her, she flinched. it seemed like i had mastered taking a power by copying it, sort of. i cut her with my pocket knife just to make sure (i figured she wasn't gonna feel it) and i was right she didn't and it healed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my head was flooded with people's thought's, i flicked my wrist and a window cracked, by powers were back, i summoned Tempest and his gang here for this and some select member's of The C.H.A.S.E, i was going to kill Linda and bring them into the time frame, i don't know how much this will unravel the past, and frankly i don't care, it'll all work out if i step on the right butterflies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there we were, Linda wanted to know why i was going to kill her, i said, nothing, but i know she probably read my mind. she shot some fire at me, but of course it didn't do much, i'm indestructable now. i slit her throat with my TK.&lt;br /&gt;i put a forcefield around us, i made sure that it could transcend time via my S/T manipulation. we stood there, things weren'yt very different now, but i know that just about no-one here was affected by Linda.&lt;br /&gt;"it worked!" said Tempest, he looked amazed, freaked out and happy all at once, i read his mind he was wondering how this would effect all of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we departed, we all looked through the contacts on our phones, people we had deleted (cos' who would call when they're six feet under? bad reception), a bunch of people were there that were dead in the original time line. on mine i was so happy to read the names of TP.&lt;br /&gt;i got a call the caller ID said mom, i answered.&lt;br /&gt;"hey mom!" i said, i have'nt said that for a while.&lt;br /&gt;"hey , honey are you gonna be over for dinner tonight?" she asked me.&lt;br /&gt;"yeah, okay, i forgot where you live though!"&lt;br /&gt;She told me&lt;br /&gt;"and bring Stan too i want him to meet you're father, Howard is so excited about meeting him! oh and mia will be there too"&lt;br /&gt;Howard? Oh my god! i'm a true Tavara now, but oh crap! i killed linda, which means she cant have had Howard, or maybe she had by then, i mean she just looked young for her age, she told me she was actually 17, so she had Howard by then. OMG! so if this is the new timeline and i'm a Tavara that means i was never a Trellis, no Mandy, no, Mark Gak, no Brad. No Ali!&lt;br /&gt;i should be thankful they're even alive at alli spose.&lt;br /&gt;i've also brought the blog into this new timeline, i kind of put it all on a USB and just re-posted it. to those dates. i love technopathy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yep hectic. Of course i suppose it could be worse, i could've ended up like Linda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;any questions on whats missing and what's not? then comment to ask, and i'll try to answer&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3746790994207535416-7656487823563822836?l=villainsview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/feeds/7656487823563822836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2009/11/confusion-is-my-life.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/7656487823563822836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/7656487823563822836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2009/11/confusion-is-my-life.html' title='Confusion is my life'/><author><name>Boheme Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tXL5YzcwHzg/SeWn7mXY_LI/AAAAAAAAANc/VBeuzXkFsvY/S220/image_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3746790994207535416.post-2254537597433552818</id><published>2009-11-08T10:27:00.004+10:30</published><updated>2009-11-08T11:23:58.969+10:30</updated><title type='text'>victims and help</title><content type='html'>It's been a while since the reunion, it took me a while to get to Ali's college, cos' i cant use my powers to the max anymore, it kindof drains, i tried to use super speed toget to the store before it closed i had to stop to catchmy breath. that NEVER happens. so i had to catch planes and save up the money for them... i hate no powers me, why cant i just stay with my powers!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've told Ali about what's going on, she'll help anyway she can, what can i say? sisters. she knew Claire, they were in the same literature class or something, i turned invisible and watched, i needed to make sure that Claire was alone when i did this, people would see the shines of my power when i took hers, it didn't help that that annoying Gretchen girl is always hanging around her!! i know that i cant kill Claire, and if i take her power than she'll die anyway (hazard of thinking you cant die and jumping off a cliff), then the suspicions will rise and Noah will tell Angela Petrelli. that bitch hates me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"hey, Claire right?" Ali sat down, i didn't need telepathy to tell that she wasn't exactly proud of doing this, she's always been, well, almost pure, so if i may quote Rizzo from &lt;em&gt;Grease&lt;/em&gt; (my fave movie) "she looks too pure to be pink"&lt;br /&gt;"yeah, and you are?" she asked, Claire was looking freaked out, it didn't surprise me i'm sure that someone has found put about her power, she cant exactly hide it.&lt;br /&gt;"Ali, Ali Trellis" (who is she James Bond?)&lt;br /&gt;"oh the engineer girl, i heard that you're like the Mcgyver of college"&lt;br /&gt;"yeah, i've heard that too... who's Mcgyver?"&lt;br /&gt;"you've never seen Mcgyver?" Claire looked genuinly astonished, to be honest so was i, Ali had seen Mcgyver but she never understood the show, she always seemed to think it was Stargate because of the guy who was in it. i gave up trying to tell her differently.&lt;br /&gt;"nope"&lt;br /&gt;"you should come over to my room sometime, my room mate, Gretchen has a season of it on DVD i think" (that is so cruel! why? why would a parent call their child Gretchen?)&lt;br /&gt;"okay cool" and the lesson started, i'd got bored by then so i tried to find Gretchen, i just think there's something weird about her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i found her and ran after her, suddenly i was stopped, by someone invisible, just like me.&lt;br /&gt;"hello Cleo" she said, her eyes peircing at me, but i've been near pure evil before, this girls just a bitch.&lt;br /&gt;"outta the way!" i pushed her aside but she ran in front of me, i was getting sick of this. i TKed her acoss the hall, some students had started to appear now, she hit the wall, but she ran at me, she was fast, but i had CK on my side, my hand turned to ice and i grabbed her arm, she started to freeze, i was stopped short when i saw something, i knocked the invisible girl out and walked over to a window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the window sill there sat a girl maybe fifteen, she appeared to be invisible, i walked over to her.&lt;br /&gt;"who are you?" her bright green eyes looked up.&lt;br /&gt;"i'm Cleo Tav-Trellis, Cleo Trellis" i answered&lt;br /&gt;"my name's Linda Tavara, my brother Ferris sent me here cos i accidently burnt his notebook up, he and Dennis are really weird about that book" Dennis! i thought, Ferris! Linda is from the past! why does this always happen to me, i wish my life was simpler.&lt;br /&gt;"why do wish that?" she asked me.&lt;br /&gt;"what?"&lt;br /&gt;"that you're life was simpler?" Linda was very inquisitive for a teenager from when? the sixties? past Linda's hand brushed the side of the sill, it slowly burned away, i froze it to stop it.&lt;br /&gt;"you're like me"&lt;br /&gt;"yeah" i answered&lt;br /&gt;"then maybe you could send me home?" she looked up, using that pouty face, she cant use that! i invented that! no wait, maybe she did, it doesnt matter, i have to send her back, it could disrupt the spacetime continuum.&lt;br /&gt;i didn't have superspeed i cant run through time, suddenly i thought back to when i ran through time with Brad, my brother. i wish he'd never been involved in this, i'll never forget how hard he fought those telepaths, but in the end, all they needed to do was get one of them to break into his mind and tell him to jump in the pool and use his powers. I HATE Morto, Damien and Tara! revenge will be sweet, they think i'm dead so thats' in  my favour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i had no superspeed, no spcace time manipulation, so i knew there was only one choice, he told me no to bother him, but it was an emergency. i called him.&lt;br /&gt;"hello?"&lt;br /&gt;"it's me Cleo" i said to him&lt;br /&gt;"i told you not to-"&lt;br /&gt;"i need you to send someone back for me!"&lt;br /&gt;"i have things to worry about here! ask-" suddenly there was scuffling and yelling&lt;br /&gt;"Hiro!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3746790994207535416-2254537597433552818?l=villainsview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/feeds/2254537597433552818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2009/11/victims-and-help.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/2254537597433552818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/2254537597433552818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2009/11/victims-and-help.html' title='victims and help'/><author><name>Boheme Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tXL5YzcwHzg/SeWn7mXY_LI/AAAAAAAAANc/VBeuzXkFsvY/S220/image_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3746790994207535416.post-1408824922644039159</id><published>2009-09-27T17:38:00.002+09:30</published><updated>2009-09-27T18:09:12.267+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Cleo and Mandy's high school reunion part 2</title><content type='html'>i stepped into the room in a sizzling red dress, all eyes were on me. it was just like high school, except i didnt have that try hard (dare i say b*tch?) by my side.&lt;br /&gt;i spotted Mark in a bond style tuxedo, i immediatly stopped time and checked for a gun, he had a taser, but thats it. i restarted time and mingled with my old friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was half way through the night when my powers surfaced and my hand was disapearing very quickly and then coming back. i was drunk so who could blame me? of course Mark was watching me!&lt;br /&gt;i knew that he was calling people in via my telepathy, and i knew i had to run. i said my goodbyes and ran out, using superspeed, it was at this time that i was stopped in my tracks, i was running normaly now, because Marks partner had stopped time. i was tasered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i awoke in the back of a van, i touched the side and saw its history, this was Marks van the one that we used to... well you know, in. but that wasnt the point, i was about to get killed! i was injected with something, i could feel my conscious self slip away, and the final screams of victory... or was it grief? i dont know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But 2 hours later i woke up in the basement of my old shop, the food one, it was under new ownership, but i remember specifically sealing up the basement in case of emergency. I woke up to Mark sitting in the corner, munching on dorito's.&lt;br /&gt;"what did you do to me?" i asked him, he sighed and looked up, tears in his eyes.&lt;br /&gt;"my so called team mate Josh took away alot of your powers" he said, but that wasn't all. "it was mostly telepathy, lie detection and all of your jedi mind tricks"&lt;br /&gt;"no illusion then?" i asked.&lt;br /&gt;"no illusion" he said. i tried to read his mind just to make sure, but nothing. i used PK very well though.&lt;br /&gt;"there's just one other thing" he said, looking up at me. &lt;div&gt;"that formula was imperfect, it takes power just fine, but it has the side effect of killing the person" his tears welled up more.  my jaw dropped, how are you supposed to react to words like that? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"but there's a chance it wont?" i asked him&lt;br /&gt;"yeah, but thats only if you have healing, like regeneration" he said, my hopes heightened. i knew where to find that power.&lt;br /&gt;"how long would i have?" i asked him.&lt;br /&gt;"about six monthes" he said. i sped off, and turned up at Ali's college. i was gonna get Claire's power, no matter what.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3746790994207535416-1408824922644039159?l=villainsview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/feeds/1408824922644039159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2009/09/cleo-and-mandys-high-school-reunion_27.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/1408824922644039159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/1408824922644039159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2009/09/cleo-and-mandys-high-school-reunion_27.html' title='Cleo and Mandy&apos;s high school reunion part 2'/><author><name>Boheme Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tXL5YzcwHzg/SeWn7mXY_LI/AAAAAAAAANc/VBeuzXkFsvY/S220/image_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3746790994207535416.post-5378988272354462193</id><published>2009-09-26T16:15:00.003+09:30</published><updated>2009-09-26T16:59:03.173+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Cleo and Mandy's High School Reunion Part 1</title><content type='html'>First of all, Mohinder offered me a job to create a formula that takes away powers, he said he'd pay, at first i was intrigued. i like money. i know that you were all hoping (and so was i) that i'd end up working with Mo, but i might have ruined his plan when i erased his memory with my damn powers (that are still acting up) it sucks! he wont remember what was going on and i dont have much control these days so i cant get those memories back, so in my haste i got rid of everything that he would find suspicious. When i left the loft i could see Nathan Petrelli walking down the street looking shifty, but then again alot of the petrelli's are. Something was a bit off about hiswalk, he was wlking like Sylar, but i had other stuff to do, so i left to go back to my life, right where i left off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been living in my old form (as in no illusion) for the past 4 hours, i decided i had no need for it, cos A.no-one is looking for me and B. i wanted to get back to my roots. so i returned to midland and was lucky enough to get a job at the burnt toast caf'e.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"did you hear about your high school reunion?" asked Lynette, as she handed me some plates.&lt;br /&gt;"what?" i asked.&lt;br /&gt;"Mandy told me about it while she was passing through on her way to Odessa, she's a teacher at union wells now" i hadn't heard from Mandy in ages! not since i abruptly left after my dad died.&lt;br /&gt;"maybe i'll go, i haven't been to Odessa for a while, well at least not been able to be all nostalgic" i answered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I marched into union wells high school, i found Mandy teaching a class. so i waited, i could have just stopped time, but after so many other catastrophes with revealing powers to old friends i decided to leave well enough alone.&lt;br /&gt;When the class ended and that kid who videoed Claire jumping off of that tower walked past (why is he always the last to leave?).&lt;br /&gt;I walked over to Mandy and hugged her.&lt;br /&gt;"hey!" she cried. "i cant believe you're here, are you here for our reunion?" she asked.&lt;br /&gt;"yeah! i just wanted to ask why were having a 5- or is it 6?- year reunion."&lt;br /&gt;"we voted, we just had to know what was going on with people!" she cried excitedly. "so what are gonna wear tonight?"&lt;br /&gt;"tonight!? thats short notice!" i said, but i already had the perfect idea in mind.&lt;br /&gt;"so what have you been up to?" Mandy was giddy, she hadn't seen me since that wild party about two years ago. i stopped time and contemplated what i HAD been doing, i realised had been doing NOTHING, i knew it was too risky to use my powers to convince people that i was the head girl in &lt;em&gt;St Trinians,&lt;/em&gt; plus i'm trying to avoid using my powers for a while, i'll only use them when i have to. but it didn't change the fact that i had nothing to say,&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;so i took some inspiration from &lt;em&gt;Romy and Michele's high school reunion, &lt;/em&gt;and lied my ass off.&lt;br /&gt;"i'm on broadway" i said.&lt;br /&gt;"really? what show?" she asked.&lt;br /&gt;"oh, um... &lt;em&gt;Cats"&lt;/em&gt; I answered,&lt;em&gt; 'Cats?' &lt;/em&gt;i thought.&lt;br /&gt;"wow" she said, "i'll be sure to tell everyone that tonight"&lt;br /&gt;"cant wait" my voice was wearing thin now, i had to scream with her alot.&lt;br /&gt;It was at that moment that i knew i was doomed (i mean seriously, &lt;em&gt;Cats&lt;/em&gt;?) , and also that Mark Gak, my ex-boyfriend who (last time i saw him) was a bounty hunter for Primatech.  but i'm going i want to know whats been happening with HQ. AKA Heather Quattro, she was sooooo weird.&lt;br /&gt;but i just cant shake the thought that Angela petrelli would have a field day if Mark showed her my corpse.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3746790994207535416-5378988272354462193?l=villainsview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/feeds/5378988272354462193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2009/09/cleo-and-mandys-high-school-reunion.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/5378988272354462193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/5378988272354462193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2009/09/cleo-and-mandys-high-school-reunion.html' title='Cleo and Mandy&apos;s High School Reunion Part 1'/><author><name>Boheme Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tXL5YzcwHzg/SeWn7mXY_LI/AAAAAAAAANc/VBeuzXkFsvY/S220/image_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3746790994207535416.post-8428757863998629712</id><published>2009-09-25T16:28:00.002+09:30</published><updated>2009-09-25T16:58:57.011+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Once upon a time in California</title><content type='html'>As i visited the old TP building (which i sold to some guy who was building a virtual reality machine) i was mesmerised about how much went on that i didn't know about. which i found out via clarsentience.&lt;br /&gt;Like that Sylar had visited there, during his stint in Costa Verde (when he killed Elle). It was to find an old friend, a woman who had come into his shop once, she was looking for a man that was dead. his name? Gabriel Gray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over A Month (Maybe Two) Ago-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sylar looked around for Linda as if he had a score to settle, it then occured to me that he probably did, no-one was there, we had treated ourselves to burgars and fries at Mcdonalds.&lt;br /&gt;As the man with the creepy eye brows wandered around and waited, until Linda showed up.&lt;br /&gt;"lots of nerve Gabriel" she said it as if she was testing him, to see how he'd react.&lt;br /&gt;"MY NAME IS SYLAR!" he yelled, which didn't surprise her.&lt;br /&gt;"i know that Sue Landers' power is tempting, especially since you want the truth about Arthur, who i think has alot of potential as REAL villain instead of trying to be The Godfather." she said, as she stood silent for a moment, Sylar said something.&lt;br /&gt;"whatever your point maybe, i am a busy man, so lets hurry this along" he said, he through an electric ball at her to say that he's not kidding, it phased through her and she continued.&lt;br /&gt;"i knew that you'd come after me, after all... i did escape. and you REALLY wanted that power" she said.&lt;br /&gt;"and i can have it right now" as he TKed her to a wall, she began to scream at him.&lt;br /&gt;"you cant take it!" and she was right she teleported behind him and negated his powers. "Now are you gonna listen?" he nodded. "okay, well i cant give you the power, and i know that you tracking me here was not a coincidence"&lt;br /&gt;"you were on Elle's phone" he said.&lt;br /&gt;"yep. so i took this opportunity to do you a favour"&lt;br /&gt;"what kind of favour?" he asked wearliy.&lt;br /&gt;"transport to Sue Landers faster, so you can get to Pinehearst and deal with THAT"&lt;br /&gt;"what?"&lt;br /&gt;"nothing that you need to worry about" she said. she and Sylar disapeared and my vision ended. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm back in NY now, i;v ebeen talking to Mohinder Suresh. who has made an interesting prosition. more on that next post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3746790994207535416-8428757863998629712?l=villainsview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/feeds/8428757863998629712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2009/09/once-upon-time-in-california.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/8428757863998629712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/8428757863998629712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2009/09/once-upon-time-in-california.html' title='Once upon a time in California'/><author><name>Boheme Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tXL5YzcwHzg/SeWn7mXY_LI/AAAAAAAAANc/VBeuzXkFsvY/S220/image_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3746790994207535416.post-1395717807158850692</id><published>2009-09-24T16:04:00.004+09:30</published><updated>2009-09-24T16:29:51.938+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Dreaming Of Reality</title><content type='html'>My powers are almost unlimited after the telepaths attacked, because the way i killed people was by taking aura's ,maybe its a power overdose that is making my abilities play up, i dont know. i started to dream of living in the 80's with and listening to the &lt;em&gt;Footloose&lt;/em&gt; soundtrack over and over agin. Its so simple in the past, you just sort of forget about the horrific massacres of the future, but you always have to wake up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as i awoke from that daydream i realised that my space manipulation had acted up again, so my hand was writing a letter, i re-atached my hand and began reading the letter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dear Cleo, i miss you and wish that i was still around to see you. being around you had brought out the killer in me, for while i was scared but i realised that i'd kill an entire country if it meant another day with you. i dont blame you for killing me, you were being controled, i could see from your expression that you didnt want to do it, i know you fought it. if this were in any normal persons world than we'd be together, you'd be powerless (but still perfect) and i'd be the guy who had to pinch himself whenever he woke up next to you. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;From my spirit to your heart, Stan.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess my space manipulation wasnt the only thing acting up! my mediumship was too, so Stan's spirit could take over my body, the letter was corny and didnt need to be written cos that last three words he said to me seemed to say all these things. but it was nice to know i'd see him every night in my dreams, as we hung out without powers and we went bowling (and all that normal stuff) with our friends.&lt;br /&gt;as i walked through the streets of New York and passed that cute paramedic with the copy power while he treated an 8-year-old girl and her mother (there was fire and they got burned really bad), i thought to myself: "any reality is good as long as i can dream about another one".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'M being corny.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3746790994207535416-1395717807158850692?l=villainsview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/feeds/1395717807158850692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2009/09/dreaming-of-reality.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/1395717807158850692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/1395717807158850692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2009/09/dreaming-of-reality.html' title='Dreaming Of Reality'/><author><name>Boheme Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tXL5YzcwHzg/SeWn7mXY_LI/AAAAAAAAANc/VBeuzXkFsvY/S220/image_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3746790994207535416.post-8657382199856364966</id><published>2009-09-23T16:16:00.003+09:30</published><updated>2009-09-23T19:39:29.737+09:30</updated><title type='text'>A new day</title><content type='html'>its been so long! and nothing's been happening with me, i just worked at the fast food shop and am not killing anyone (that much). But unfortunatly the telepaths have won, i killed 99% of them but it was that other 1% that killed many of the people of Techpower. I've decided to join The C.H.A.S.E, they seem to have many connections, including to a mysterious carnival.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I showed up there (the carnival) using my superspeed, (after a quick check in at Ali, she's in college now and is already teling me about a strange suicide on campus). When i arrived i was surprised to see Samuel, a second cousin 3 times removed.&lt;br /&gt;"do i know you from somewhere?" he asked me.&lt;br /&gt;"yeah" but i drifted away when i saw an evil glint in his eye and when i saw his powerful aura, he noticed this. and remembered who i was. he snapped his fingers and a man appeared behind, i knife to my throat. he was fast but i faster.&lt;br /&gt;i'd picked up his movements and copied them via adoptive muscle memory. knives were thrown, as i summoned a sword and started fighting, time stopped. i didnt freeze but everyone else did, this had been happening since most my techpower team had died, my powers were acting up again, i used this oppotunity to leave and go see Ali for a bit longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ali opened the door and rushed me in.&lt;br /&gt;"whats goin on?" i asked her worriedly, i tried to read her mind but her thoughts were racing.&lt;br /&gt;"we've lost alot these past few weeks havent we?" she asked. i nodded sadly, most of our team had perished because so many of us had our minds taken over, im sure i killed a few of my own team aswell. "well the suicide was clearly something else"&lt;br /&gt;"what do you mean?"&lt;br /&gt;"i couldnt sleep last night, so i looked out the window, with the periscope that Charlie gave me, and another girl, a blonde girl called Claire jumped out of the window!"&lt;br /&gt;"another one? was it murder?" i asked.&lt;br /&gt;"no! she jumped and i looked down and she got up and pieced herself back together!"&lt;br /&gt;"wow!" i said, this was great news, i'd finally got hold of that cheerleder, but Ali, as if she had read my thoughts, said-&lt;br /&gt;"dont take her power! i wanna know if Annie really killed herself"&lt;br /&gt;"as much as i like that you're doing something worth while instead of trying to make Charlie forget about that night in Sacramento, i dont think that trying to be Veronica Mars is gonna solve that.&lt;br /&gt;"hey you lost alot, maybe you just wanna sink everyone elses spirits as low as yours"&lt;br /&gt;"dont bring up brad, dont bring up Chelsea and DONT bring up Stan" i said, at that i sped away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3746790994207535416-8657382199856364966?l=villainsview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/feeds/8657382199856364966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2009/09/new-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/8657382199856364966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/8657382199856364966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2009/09/new-day.html' title='A new day'/><author><name>Boheme Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tXL5YzcwHzg/SeWn7mXY_LI/AAAAAAAAANc/VBeuzXkFsvY/S220/image_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3746790994207535416.post-6046462651538660763</id><published>2009-06-16T17:43:00.002+09:30</published><updated>2009-06-16T18:07:03.650+09:30</updated><title type='text'>why wouldnt resurection work??</title><content type='html'>i had tried to bring them all back, i didn't want to post about it until i was sure, but i know now that resurection was gone, i tried to use it but it was one of the ones that i never got back, maybe Linda knew the fates of Omni and the others and decided to torture me by taking away one of the only means that could have saved them. it doesn't matter any more, since we were doing some math and realised that Omni's vision came almost immediatly before Damians rampage, which must have meant that the vision was late, or that was the intended impression, which left us wondering if Omni knew her fate long before i knew she couldn't fight it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's hard to know whats real and whats fake nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but as we went through the remaining pictures that Omni had drawn we saw something, a picture in the middle of the pile that was ALL WHITE but when we used a super microscope, we could see a small black dot, sound familiar?&lt;br /&gt;we were flat out keeping our cover (the food business), so we called the guys in Sacramento (Evan etc) and got them to go to the VHS store and go through the void, something told me that they would end up where Tempest was, how they got there (to VHS i mean) i'm not sure. i'm sure they told Tempest. we also got the team to get the potential recruits we'd found in London, which i tracked for them, that should be interesting, a concern of mine is who'll come back, we've really gotten into a huge war now, anyone could go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats what happened today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3746790994207535416-6046462651538660763?l=villainsview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/feeds/6046462651538660763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2009/06/why-wouldnt-resurection-work.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/6046462651538660763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/6046462651538660763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2009/06/why-wouldnt-resurection-work.html' title='why wouldnt resurection work??'/><author><name>Boheme Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tXL5YzcwHzg/SeWn7mXY_LI/AAAAAAAAANc/VBeuzXkFsvY/S220/image_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3746790994207535416.post-7358838347581499399</id><published>2009-06-14T17:21:00.002+09:30</published><updated>2009-06-14T18:20:36.775+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Damians rampage</title><content type='html'>When we found out about Damian being in some sort of group of antagonists, with Linda (cant believe it! she was blocking her thoughts cos of that! i'll admit that she's crafty), Tara, Morto (i hope to meet him and find out more about him), John (at some point he must have forgiven him), and Sage.&lt;br /&gt;although the older Damian seems to be a lot darker than the Damian we knew, i imagine that he's seen alot of things that made him change his mind about John, i guess we'll never really know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omni had been trancing and sent some pictures to us via The Sender, he's someone that they'd found who had the ability to send things, he was like a teleporter of objects. the pictures were of the past, it showed the group talking about the telepaths, another one showed Tara with a box of syringes, Omni had sent a caption for this one: "have you taken all the syringes from whats left of pinehearst?" asked Morto, Tara nods. there were a couple more more behind her.&lt;br /&gt;its hard to believe that all that was left of these people were Damian and Morto, its also hard to believe that Sage joined them, and John. as we contemplated all this, Ali called:&lt;br /&gt;"Omni just drew it, the telepaths are going to Sacramento, we need to help them. now!"&lt;br /&gt;we went there, through me, i teleported via supercharged superspeed and summoned them, and summoned my team (from LA, which is where we are)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was true, there were dozens of telepaths blocking powers, and then we saw Damian, he walked through the halls of the building that the C.H.A.S.E were in, something told me we were too late. our powers wouldn't work and even when we tried really hard all we got was a small nanosecond of power that escaped. we were trapped.&lt;br /&gt;Evan, was struggling, the army had created a series of loud bangs that only he could hear. it fell dark, Damian approached us,&lt;br /&gt;"you can go first Cleo" he said. as he tried to slice open my head, i realised his weakness, and i knew that there was always something that could stop Damian, we couldn't use guns, Damian had gotten rid of them, so i did the only thing i could, i grabbed a tune fork, hit it on the table and held it up to his ear, he screamed.&lt;br /&gt;"how? how did you know?!" he screamed, he could still hear it.&lt;br /&gt;"you might be stroing but you still have weaknesses, you're a telepath" the others got the gist and started to break everything and turned on the alarm to stop the army of telepaths. it worked. but Damian had us, i had  small cut across my head, but that was nothing compared to Damian slicing off random people heads! as he went after Stan i jumped into action, i PKed Damain, but it wasn't good enough, blue fire cant keep a psycho down. i TKed Stan across the room and into the attic above. i yelled to everyone in the room to stop weakening the telepaths and kill them, but Damian sent them somewhere before any of them fell to the ground.&lt;br /&gt;"Morto's gonna repair them and send them into combat again soon" he said.&lt;br /&gt;"you're acting like they're machines, they're people, and you probably kidnapped them and made them do this!"&lt;br /&gt;"yeah i did" he said. i started to take his powers but he disapeared. i summoned Stan back from the attic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as we said our goodbyes and looked on as the victims of Damian were buried in the nevada desert, i knew i had to make sure that Damian and Morto paid for Dave, Talkie, Shifter and many others from the C.H.A.S.Es deaths, which included Roxys friends Chris.&lt;br /&gt;"what are we supposed to do?" asked Omni.&lt;br /&gt;"we''ll you'll keep seeing the future, and we'll find a way to stop it." i answered.&lt;br /&gt;"i guess so, and then there were two right?"&lt;br /&gt;"yeah, i cant believe, it, Shifter dies twice, Chan gets brainwashed into trying to kill us all and Sage decides to take RW and lose all our trust" Omni nodded.&lt;br /&gt;"i'll keep telling the future" she said, but it was after saying that that Damian showed up. he shot her straight through the head with a laser, we all shot at him the microsecond that he released the laser from his finger, but he couldn't be hurt.&lt;br /&gt;"and then there was one" he said, and he dispeared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;again, i cant believe it, and you wonder why i never trust people, cos they'll stab you in the back. knowing that a John (or THE JOHN, which is a real possibility) is still out there is a scary prospect, i hope that we find him soon.&lt;br /&gt;on another note, i have to know how they gave all these people the same power, maybe there was another member we dont know about yet...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3746790994207535416-7358838347581499399?l=villainsview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/feeds/7358838347581499399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2009/06/damians-rampage.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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Tayla the boss?</title><content type='html'>since what Omni posted was somewhere at the start of the day, i can only assume that she returned (since i saw her! LOL) anyway, when i saw Ali a bit hyped up on a drink (or 5) i suddnely had a theory (it had nothing to do with Ali though): that i could recruit people from here! it seemed that a lot of people here have powers, i could get a few people. maybe when they're sober though, so i got a photo with these people:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Harlo he could create illusions&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Andre', he could blow things up, a bit like Lily&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hope, total offspring of a hippies, but she's okay, she can melt things&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fran, she can sense people feelings and alter them&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;after that i went and got Ali, Charlie (he got a pit high and was meditating with Gravity), Sam (who was making people phones go haywire just for the fun of it) and everyone else, all of which had noticed that no-one really notices their powers, so they were using them ALOT! you should have seen Powerpoint! Omni was in a fortune tellers tent and telling alot of people about their futures (some had a bit of their hero or villain status revealed). it was a cool day )except the partr where i got frozen but still cool!) when we had to go home, i was bummed, but the Aston Martin was great! although we were supposed to return it (which we did) it didn't stop me from summoning a new one!Charlie, Gravity and i flew it home using our powers (i used TK) it was like &lt;em&gt;Chitty Chitty Bang Bang!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;awesome day! but what happened next wasn't so awesome, we'd forgotten to tell people that we wouldn'y be open! so we had to rush in and make the food, well i wanted to just leave it but Tayla has gotten really into it. as we served people we noticed something, it was across the street, a new store had opened up called Leen Food, and it seemed that some of our regulars were over there!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"this means war!" Tayla cried. i sat donw and said: or i could just telepath them into coming back. she said no, she wanted to beat them without using powers, and she can get pretty intimidating when she's serious.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3746790994207535416-6658534935950228121?l=villainsview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/feeds/6658534935950228121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2009/06/new-recruits-new-competiton-tayla-boss.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/6658534935950228121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/6658534935950228121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2009/06/new-recruits-new-competiton-tayla-boss.html' title='New Recruits? new competiton? Tayla the boss?'/><author><name>Boheme Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tXL5YzcwHzg/SeWn7mXY_LI/AAAAAAAAANc/VBeuzXkFsvY/S220/image_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3746790994207535416.post-9120713998801224144</id><published>2009-06-07T17:18:00.002+09:30</published><updated>2009-06-07T17:42:35.670+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Hearing John</title><content type='html'>As i worked today i noticed that i could hear everything that was going on in the shop, every coffee cup that was put down, every crunch of a chicken burger, i chalked it up to my super hearing finally kicking in. i used this to my advantage, i started to read the minds of the people in the store, but i picked up too much, it was almost the entire city! i guess that hearing thoughts, super hearing, and ability augmentation can be deadly. i started to pick up Johns thoughts: &lt;em&gt;she thinks Linda's dead, she thinks i'm dead, i very nearly was. once i get to her i can kill her, then kill Linda then everyone else!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got a message back to HQ straight away, and then to VHS. it came as a shock, but on some level i knew that i couldn't have beaten Linda so easily, John is powerful too, why would i think that he would go down so easily? i searched for his thoughts again, they were fainter, he was on the move, at a quick pace, he was heading to VHS!!! i started to supercharge myself to go after him, but it wouldn'y work. what i did get from his thoughts was: &lt;em&gt;they'll never find out the truth.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope that VHS can beat them, or john will have all our heads! but for some reason i feel like i'd heard this before, or like there was an under tone to his voice that was familiar, of course it might just be that he's weaker now, i hope thats it.&lt;br /&gt;i also noticed today that the colours of my PK vary from orange, to blue to white, its weird but i dont really care about that, either way fire's hot right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3746790994207535416-9120713998801224144?l=villainsview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/feeds/9120713998801224144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2009/06/hearing-john.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/9120713998801224144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/9120713998801224144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2009/06/hearing-john.html' title='Hearing John'/><author><name>Boheme Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tXL5YzcwHzg/SeWn7mXY_LI/AAAAAAAAANc/VBeuzXkFsvY/S220/image_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3746790994207535416.post-3577276176225306256</id><published>2009-06-06T16:17:00.012+09:30</published><updated>2009-06-06T17:19:49.794+09:30</updated><title type='text'>The Final Fight Of Linda Tavara</title><content type='html'>it started when i woke up, i had to kill Linda, it was the first thing i thought of, as i awoke TP (and Dragon) we walked outside together, it looked like it was going to rain, but i knew that it would do more than that. &lt;div&gt;i summoned Linda, she stood there grinning that grin that even i would have if i were her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"finally just took the simple way, huh?" she said, (by that she meant just summoning her) she sped away, leaving us all with a single thought in our heads: we have to catch her. i sped after her, not knowing that Brad and PowerPoint had caught on to me, as i chased Linda i saw that we were in the Nevada desert,i was nearing that shed. she stood on top of it, i could see her. as i drew to a stop i noticed Brad and PowerPoint, but PowerPoint was in the painting, so she couldn't be in the sky with us, if anything it would be Dragon, but no. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Ready for the final fight of Cleo Tavara?" Linda said&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"no, if you hav'nt noticed there are 3 of us, and one of you" i said.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"in case you havnt noticed, i have literally hundreds of powers" she said, Brad suddenly shot electricity at her-- &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344106530334216658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 158px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 81px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tXL5YzcwHzg/SioUkzZqkdI/AAAAAAAAAQM/yML7_LDuRn8/s200/defense.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Just then she exploded with blue fire&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tXL5YzcwHzg/SioTW_QkdPI/AAAAAAAAAQE/Q2a3uZlj-7k/s1600-h/not+under+control.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344105193487496434" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 127px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 95px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tXL5YzcwHzg/SioTW_QkdPI/AAAAAAAAAQE/Q2a3uZlj-7k/s200/not+under+control.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; that was in the shape of a skull and floated into the sky, i followed her, with Brad and PowerPoint still attached to me, i summoned up someone who could help Brad, Powerpoint and i survive in this atmosphere, someone who had aerokinesis, Charlie. well, he hadn't manifested it yet, but he had it, and we needed it now, so i summoned him up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"what? how?" he asked me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"just do it! or at least try!" he did, and then we were all breathing normally. "can you do it from on the ground?" i asked, i was determined not to upset Ali if Charlie died.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"yeah, i think i can, now tha-" i TKed him out of the clouds and onto the ground far below. Me, &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tXL5YzcwHzg/SioWS60PG0I/AAAAAAAAAQU/weAztHxMG7E/s1600-h/three+pronged.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344108422110321474" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 96px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 75px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tXL5YzcwHzg/SioWS60PG0I/AAAAAAAAAQU/weAztHxMG7E/s200/three+pronged.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Brad and PowerPoint each shot electricty (although i did have to charge Powerpoint first.) by this time Linda was completly out if sight due to how dark it was. i had to stop Linda from living, suddenly Dragon appeared.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"long time no see, now that you know the secret i entrusted to Serena Trellis, will you just leave everything alone?" he asked her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"no! i'll never let go of the fact that you couldn't trust me!" she said, she used the full blast of electricity on him, and he retaliated with pyrokinesis. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tXL5YzcwHzg/SioYCs5ipyI/AAAAAAAAAQc/j5QUF1R88iA/s1600-h/blue+flames+emit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344110342519826210" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 93px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 68px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tXL5YzcwHzg/SioYCs5ipyI/AAAAAAAAAQc/j5QUF1R88iA/s200/blue+flames+emit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Linda smiled and TKed Dragon and Powerpoint back to earth, Dragon was unconscious (dont worry he survives), Powerpoint and him were saved by Gravity, (all details on how he and the rest of TP got there will be on TP blog soon).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Dragie always knew he wasn't as powerful as me" she said. as i made a clone of myself i realised how to beat her, water. and clouds are full of them. i shoot electricty at her feet so fast that she had no idea what hit her. boy was she angry! she charged up with red electricty&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tXL5YzcwHzg/SioZzSP2FoI/AAAAAAAAAQk/BbHPRPpcFyU/s1600-h/red+electricity+hand.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344112276690835074" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 84px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 113px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tXL5YzcwHzg/SioZzSP2FoI/AAAAAAAAAQk/BbHPRPpcFyU/s200/red+electricity+hand.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, and she shot it at Brad while he he was charging up some of his electricity, he exploded, i created a &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tXL5YzcwHzg/Sioa5Kpg0xI/AAAAAAAAAQs/bKRw1MBgWFQ/s1600-h/it+dies+down+and+we+wonder.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;forcefield, so did Linda. when it died down we looked over, Brad seemed weakened but okay&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;. i shot a full blast of PK straight at Linda, it was as hot as anything, the second i was done charging it, it felt we were just metres from the sun. (i put a FF around Brad so he didn't feel the heat, he isn't imune to it like me) i shot it at Linda, she held out her hand and abrorbed it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"thanks for the extra power" she said. she shot water at me while i was charging some black lightning. it hurt but i kept it together. i took her by surprise and got her, she charged up while on the cloud (the power was seeable from below) she soon dropped out of the sky due to exhaustion, as i watched her i shot one last bolt downards to say that it was over, Brad did the same. it looked like this:                                                                                                The the three bolts was because Linda's was so powerful, that it stayed for at least 30 seconds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344115823369660882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 140px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 93px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tXL5YzcwHzg/SiodBup-KdI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/T1TVWu8HSgw/s200/three+people+in+sky+shoot+down.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Brad and i made our way to the ground to see the rest of TP and Dragon looking at John, lots of Johns. they'd killed the clones and the original!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"we came to help" said Gravity, apparently they had gotten there very... weirdly. see TP blog for details soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3746790994207535416-3577276176225306256?l=villainsview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/feeds/3577276176225306256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2009/06/final-fight-of-linda-tavara.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/3577276176225306256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/3577276176225306256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2009/06/final-fight-of-linda-tavara.html' title='The Final Fight Of Linda Tavara'/><author><name>Boheme Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tXL5YzcwHzg/SeWn7mXY_LI/AAAAAAAAANc/VBeuzXkFsvY/S220/image_1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tXL5YzcwHzg/SioUkzZqkdI/AAAAAAAAAQM/yML7_LDuRn8/s72-c/defense.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3746790994207535416.post-4706915025576424038</id><published>2009-06-05T18:11:00.004+09:30</published><updated>2009-06-05T18:56:58.741+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Getting To Brad, joining Dragon and finding the future</title><content type='html'>Dragon appeared at the shop, the rest of TP (the ones who didn't have jobs at the shop) were back at HQ, so only Stan and the others heard this fresh, (we told them later), apparently Dragon has some history Linda and wants to see the end of her. &lt;div&gt;"so are we agreed? we'll all take on Linda and kill her?" Dragon asked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"yeah, to think that i thought that she was a good Tavara" i said.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"i've met alot of your family, they're rarely good, you're robably the only good one, or the closest that we'll ever get" he said, i smiled and nodded. suddenly everything faded away, i was in Coyote Sands, with present Linda.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"i've given your brother Brad powers and taken him here. if you can get to him then you can have him, and i wont kill you." she said.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"why? you could kill me right now and no-one would have to know" i said.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"you know us Tavara's, we love to play games" she disapeared, and i looked around desperatly. it was a huge storm and i couldn't see well, i could faintly see past Linda running towards the exit, with Damian and the regenerative man, suddenly i saw Brad, he looked scared. why wouldnt he be? he was surrounded with electricity, but that wasnt all, he seemed to be having fun with it, as he grew older by the second he looked even more scared. he was being affected by someone with age control, a certain great aunt of mine perhaps? Linda had mentioned being at Coyote Sands but never said who was there with her, surely at least one family member was there to. as Brad grew into about my age, i got a telepathic message from Linda, it said: &lt;em&gt;thats from aunt (&lt;/em&gt;couldnt hear that part),&lt;em&gt; i just wanted to freak you out, fun huh?&lt;/em&gt; she said. well it isn't! i rushed over to Brad, he looked happy to see me but scared that i might get mad at him, i'm not sure why he thought that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"long time no see!" i yelled to him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"help me!!!" he cried. i ran through the electricity and sped out of the camp with him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"what do we do now?" he asked me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"well i cant time travel anymore, so i guess we'll have to run through time" i answered.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"like the Flash?" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"yeah, like the Flash, time to go back to the future" i said, i sped at top speed, so fast that i thought my legs would get ahead of me, i turned on my supercharger, i'd almost forgotten about it, we were back in the future in no time. we stood there in front of Dragon, he nodded and smiled, i read his thoughts, it seemed that i'd proven myself as a good ally.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"its amazing how you can do that" said Brad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i explained everything to Brad, and he was happy to see Ali, although she did have a bit of trouble understanding that Brad was now 22, but other than that everything was okay. i have to wonder why electricity was so important, than suddenly i thought of Omni's painting. it had all of TP in it and the newest arrivals, but there was no me or Brad, they were looking at the sky because we were up there, fighting. with electricity. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just look at Omni's computer drawing (which through the help of Evan and Samantha is on the computer) you see while Omni was trancing, Evan got into her mind and tranferred the image that she saw over to Sam and she made it appear on the PC.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tXL5YzcwHzg/SijjPoh2mDI/AAAAAAAAAP8/Dfg0cqr2YJ8/s1600-h/three+people+in+sky+shoot+down.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343770815592044594" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 208px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 109px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tXL5YzcwHzg/SijjPoh2mDI/AAAAAAAAAP8/Dfg0cqr2YJ8/s200/three+people+in+sky+shoot+down.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3746790994207535416-4706915025576424038?l=villainsview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/feeds/4706915025576424038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2009/06/getting-to-brad-joining-dragon-and.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/4706915025576424038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/4706915025576424038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2009/06/getting-to-brad-joining-dragon-and.html' title='Getting To Brad, joining Dragon and finding the future'/><author><name>Boheme Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tXL5YzcwHzg/SeWn7mXY_LI/AAAAAAAAANc/VBeuzXkFsvY/S220/image_1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tXL5YzcwHzg/SijjPoh2mDI/AAAAAAAAAP8/Dfg0cqr2YJ8/s72-c/three+people+in+sky+shoot+down.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3746790994207535416.post-6509342524833040134</id><published>2009-06-04T16:25:00.004+09:30</published><updated>2009-06-04T16:55:31.096+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Electrical Problems</title><content type='html'>heard it on the news today, Ali is at her place crying her eyes out, there was a huge thunder storm in New York, lightning struck a house out in the suberbs, it seemed that it wasn't a place where i knew no-one it was my mum and brothers house. it was the one struck, they both died, of course, being me i'm not good at crying over things i couldn't have fixed, i'm a very level headed person, but Ali cant stand it. i suddenly had an odd feeling, it was like when my dad died. that power that comes over me and makes me use the abilities that i shouldn't, i sped there. i had this weird feeling like there was something else going on, and i was right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When i arrived i used claresentiance on the house straight away, and what i found was surprising, but somehow i expected it--&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Linda was there, this is what happened:&lt;br /&gt;"i know that you know!" Linda yelled at My mum, she nodded in a way that was very unfamiliar: cruelly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"if you can tell me more about what happened to my daughters, then i may consider telling you the extra things i've found out" she said.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"and what makes you think that i wont kill you right now?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"because you'll never know what i know" Linda nodded, and digged through her (my mums) mind, she found the information, and walked out. suddenly she was shot in the back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"didn't hurt" she said as she got up off the ground, "you have dangerous ties, i cant stop you from knowing, they'll just refresh your memory. but i can kill you" Linda said. she shot her with a full blast of electricity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tXL5YzcwHzg/Sid0GwsSzOI/AAAAAAAAAPs/8LB-AefoHxo/s1600-h/shooting+lighting.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343367142397103330" style="WIDTH: 113px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 101px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tXL5YzcwHzg/Sid0GwsSzOI/AAAAAAAAAPs/8LB-AefoHxo/s200/shooting+lighting.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Linda looked pale, as if she was feeling guilty, but she looked happy with herself. as my brother walked down the stairs she sent him somewhere. Linda disapeared, a few minutes later there was a storm and lightning struck the house. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as i snapped out of it, i knew that i had to make Linda pay, i dont know what the secret is and i dont care, i want her to pay for what she did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tXL5YzcwHzg/Sid0GwsSzOI/AAAAAAAAAPs/8LB-AefoHxo/s1600-h/shooting+lighting.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343368320075875298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 135px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 101px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tXL5YzcwHzg/Sid1LT4yw-I/AAAAAAAAAP0/_CuP5_l-zvw/s200/atcks+TP.jpg" border="0" /&gt;When i got back to the shop, we were about to close, but i told them about what had occured, i took electrcty from Roxy so that i could properly kill Linda, that way i can make it more ironic. as i talked to Ali, she became more and more aware that i wanted everyones help, she agreed without hesitation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its time to take out Linda. and find my brother of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tXL5YzcwHzg/Sid0GwsSzOI/AAAAAAAAAPs/8LB-AefoHxo/s1600-h/shooting+lighting.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3746790994207535416-6509342524833040134?l=villainsview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/feeds/6509342524833040134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2009/06/electrical-problems.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/6509342524833040134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/6509342524833040134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2009/06/electrical-problems.html' title='Electrical Problems'/><author><name>Boheme Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tXL5YzcwHzg/SeWn7mXY_LI/AAAAAAAAANc/VBeuzXkFsvY/S220/image_1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tXL5YzcwHzg/Sid0GwsSzOI/AAAAAAAAAPs/8LB-AefoHxo/s72-c/shooting+lighting.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3746790994207535416.post-7389154757865439509</id><published>2009-06-04T16:02:00.001+09:30</published><updated>2009-06-04T16:04:03.406+09:30</updated><title type='text'>just so you know</title><content type='html'>i was posting Just Visiting with technopathy and i think i sent it to the wrong blog, i hope u still saw it and that you are now fully informed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3746790994207535416-7389154757865439509?l=villainsview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/feeds/7389154757865439509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2009/06/just-so-you-know.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/7389154757865439509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/7389154757865439509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2009/06/just-so-you-know.html' title='just so you know'/><author><name>Boheme Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tXL5YzcwHzg/SeWn7mXY_LI/AAAAAAAAANc/VBeuzXkFsvY/S220/image_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3746790994207535416.post-7065334018620803961</id><published>2009-05-26T18:12:00.006+09:30</published><updated>2009-05-26T19:12:22.102+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Stuck Back In Time</title><content type='html'>after that day of fighting i had to figure out where everything was going now, as we set up TP (more as club house now, no more annoying clients who actually think that we're "professionals") i decided that we needed somewhere bigger, somewhere with space for al our needs and things that we dont want people to know, suddenly i remembered the old LA high building, it was run down so i got a good deal, we fixed up pretty fast, we are super powered after all! i talked to 3D about her power, where she told me about her twin brother Xander, how she and he had been swapping places throughout the fight.&lt;br /&gt;"why?" i asked, it was a good plan but what i didn't understand was why she was doing that, or how!&lt;br /&gt;"well, welook feakishly alike, so i figured that since we both were quick at spinning everything around to suit us, that we would switch places to minimize the chances of me dying, he's a good brother"&lt;br /&gt;"ok, so i know how, and why, but how did you get up the sydney harbour bridge?" i asked.&lt;br /&gt;"i can control earth! its like having control of air! i control the world as we know it, i cant dramitically change it bt i control everything under the sun"&lt;br /&gt;"wow" i couldn't help myself, i needed that power! i nulled her ability to feel pain, took her power and walked out of the room, i know it was wrong, but it was such a great power! she had heaps of powers all in one! it was like she had the power that truly controls everything! she could wipe out the world if she wanted to! she chased after me, i needed to rashionalise this, but how? i TKed her out the window of the LA high building. i shouldn't have done that. i instantly regretted it, i jumped after her, i suddenly saw her hand, it was covered in blood. like what Ali drew while she had Omni's power. i brought up some land, i landed on it before she did, i caught her with TK. i summoned Linda.&lt;br /&gt;"i need you to give her the power of--"&lt;br /&gt;"demensional design" she said.&lt;br /&gt;"thats what its called?" i asked.&lt;br /&gt;"yeah" she transfered them back. whats wrong with me? no more villain? DAMN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"sorry" i said to 3D.&lt;br /&gt;"thats fine, my power is tempting, you are so lucky that it was huge buiolding and that the others didn't see you"&lt;br /&gt;"dont i know it!" our reconcilliation was cut short when Evan Drake telepathed a message of help to me.&lt;br /&gt;"help!!!" i spep to wear i could hear screams. it was John&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he confirmed that Sage was dead, he also said about how he didn't deserve RW anyway, apparently he just didn't know how to use it. i looked at my friends, they looked helpless, i summoned Linda, the others couldn't fight, their powers were gone, john must have gotten some extra powers while he was with Sage. he said it was power deleting (which Linda confirmed).&lt;br /&gt;As Linda and i fought him i realised that we needed VHS to help, i concentrated and tried to tell Tempest about what was happening, but all i got was static, he was awake but i just couldn't get through. linad tried to take his powers but he was almost imune, (empasis on the ALMOST), i noticed that he probably had mind powers, and that like when Mia and i battled Jorge he was weakened by loud sounds, as i made several of the old schoold bells ring he was clearly about to snap, i TKed him against a wall before he could even get a word out, as i was about tp finish him off 3D walked in with bronze eyes, she was joined by her brother, Xander, he had gotten to the top floor fast due to his terrakinesis, he had elevated the ground and came through the window.&lt;br /&gt;i was met by many floorboards, i ordered (effectively) to John that he give my friends they're powers back. he did. soon both of the 3D's were in the air and being bombarded with fire, ice and electricity (ice was from me) they dropped to the ground, effectively dead. John was trying to sneak off (powerless, thanks to me, i got him to delete his own powers) but i TKed him out the window and i heard the final bone crunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We buried them at Coyote sands that night, i used clarsentiance on one of the cabins. it showed Linda, she was there, talking to someone, a boy who looked like Damian, in fact, i think it was! he was stuck back in time! in a place full of people with superpowers, if he was able to control his hunger or not was unclear, but he was there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3746790994207535416-7065334018620803961?l=villainsview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/feeds/7065334018620803961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2009/05/stuck-back-in-time.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/7065334018620803961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/7065334018620803961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2009/05/stuck-back-in-time.html' title='Stuck Back In Time'/><author><name>Boheme Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tXL5YzcwHzg/SeWn7mXY_LI/AAAAAAAAANc/VBeuzXkFsvY/S220/image_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3746790994207535416.post-2404018958096163027</id><published>2009-05-24T12:27:00.007+09:30</published><updated>2009-05-24T13:44:53.411+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Fighting Sage</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;After the revalation that all that stuff that happened after i returned from my trip to the future (it must've been set in motion shortly after i'd regained my powers) had all been fake, i had to seek out Sage, i didn't care about what would happen, i just had to get rid of him. even if it killed me. i summoned my TP group, they were all looking worn out. it turned out that they'd been trying to take down Sage. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i met some of The C.H.A.S.E, they were powerful! anyway, Roxy got into contact with the rest of TP (without telling me, Samantha and Talkie for some reason, maybe she didn't think they were powerful enough) after she became part of The C.H.A.S.E, using one of the other members powers (i think it tracking/teleportation) they went after Sage, he caught them and kept them under surveilance. he must've wanted to hold them over me or something, it seemed that i'd saved them all. i needed as many people on my team as possible, i teleported with Roxy to The C.H.A.S.E, i had to make sure that she kept my power (which will be now be hers) of electricity so she could get in to the buiilding.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;alot of them wanted to help, they came with us without persuasion, the guy that we call &lt;em&gt;Gravity &lt;/em&gt;came, which will really help, he manipulated gravity. we comenced with our plans, of course, i didn't count on Linda showing up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"nice job, you got your powers back, and gave everyone elses's powers back too, but i just think you're too powerful" she said. i TKed her against a wall, she started to take a few of my powers, i could feel space/time manipulation being taken, and my power medling ability, i took a few of hers but they reverted back to her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"this is'nt a game, i need my powers!" i shouted at her, my team and the members of C.H.A.S.E looked on, suddenly PowerPoint (she could absorb electricty) took power from the lamp next to Linda, as the electricity flowed out of the lamp and made its way to her, the electricty got Linda. as Linda was in the middle of being shocked, she disappeared. i couldn't teleport now, this was becoming complicated. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i began to track Sage, he appeared to be with John, in Sydney. i took all of the team who had offensive powers, to where he was, well i sped there and then summoned them when i got there, unless of course if they had other means of transportation like 3D, he could move the world around so that he could travel, when he was where he wanted to be, he would put the world back in place, it wasnt a passive power so he could only go by himself, i know it doesn't sound like an offensive power, but he could focus on specific parts of the world to move. he had a secondary power to make earthquakes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;we stood there on top of the Sydney Harbour Bridge, before i go into details about the fight i just want to mention that there was a large traffic jam beneath us, so if one us fell, it wouldn't go unnoticed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;As Sage stood there with John he was melting one of the supports of the bridge.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"you come closer and down goes everyone" he threatened, i'd seen the &lt;em&gt;Fantastic 4 &lt;/em&gt;so i knew that it would be hard to stop this, but not impossible. i sped at him and knocked John into the water, but he reappeared. "i can do anything i want, remember?" he TKed me towards the cars below, my team started to fight against him, while i plunged towards all those people. i tryed to TK myself to stop, but suddenly i remembered that i had telepathy, and that loud noises disrupt it, TK is also regarded as a mind power. as i plunged i turned into water. i reformed, which i think a kid saw since he was calling out 'Its Supergirl!' since all powers that are directly manifested from my mind were out, i sped up the bridge, and punched Sage off the top.as he fell i followed him. i kept up but by using PK, like Jonny Storm! i caught up to Sage, who was just realising that teleportation and his TK wouldn't work since he was closer to the cars. i froze him, before he could melt the bridge (which was about to happn) but before i could shatter him he went into the water, i followed and used TK to take him, (since you cant hear anything underwater). i swam at superspeed and made it back up to the bridge, where John had disappeared somehow. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"my guess is that he'd left a clone and we'd killed that" said Roxy. i started to wonder if i'd really killed Sage, since he may have had a clone too, but i had killed him for now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I forgot to mention that Shifter is back! she didn't come to the bridge but shewas back, which generated some teary reunions for some, but somehow, i knew that she still alive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3746790994207535416-2404018958096163027?l=villainsview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/feeds/2404018958096163027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2009/05/finding-sage.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/2404018958096163027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/2404018958096163027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2009/05/finding-sage.html' title='Fighting Sage'/><author><name>Boheme Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tXL5YzcwHzg/SeWn7mXY_LI/AAAAAAAAANc/VBeuzXkFsvY/S220/image_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3746790994207535416.post-8070319920922192614</id><published>2009-05-22T17:13:00.002+09:30</published><updated>2009-05-22T17:46:23.619+09:30</updated><title type='text'>The Good Of Power</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pre- explosion--&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its been a while now, i ran off after the explosion, i'll tell you now that Stan and i ventured into the future to see if i ever get my powers back, what happened was future me (with powers) grabbed us and took us back the second we turned up! we blinked in and out through different area's of time until we finally turned up on a large building, future me became weak and Stan held onto her to keep her standing i stood back, i knew that he was better with my powers now, suddenly i felt a force push me over the edge of the 30 story building, i plummeted down and suddenly felt that this was it, that i was going to hit the ground and never see what would happen to Sage, then i felt myself eing lifted up, it was Stan! he had flew down and caught me!suddenly i remembered the precog drawing i had seen in the comic the day the coffee shop, the guy flying with the girl. she appeared to have electricity in the picture, so i tried to use my powers. success! my powers drained out of Stan and back into me. we both started to head for the ground but i teleported back up on the roof to see that future me was siting there with a smile on her face while my powers continued to be drained out of Stan and into me. i didn't know if it was future me or me who saw this first but due to the change she made by triggering my regain of my powers sooner, i saw VHS in B26. it may have been wrong to go there, but i had to. it seemed i was getting the hang of helping, i saw that it was too dangerous to go with Stan but i took him anyway and gave him a gun. i'd kept him under intense invisibility while we were there and sent him back when i seemingly blew up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;post explosion--&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i blew up, well.. they saw me blow up, i quickly took Lily's power and put a forcefield around her, as i blew up with radiation i knew that it couldn't be seen outside. in DC, where B26 agents may still be lurking, or worse even: Danko himself. i put strong FF's on the walls, and the explosion never left the building. i'm not sure what happened to Sage, but i only know that he is still out there. after the explosion i summoned the tracker that Death used to have, i took his power and i caught up with future me.&lt;br /&gt;"i lost Sage" she said.&lt;br /&gt;"i'll take care of him! but why did you have to give me my powers back, it was too early, right?"&lt;br /&gt;"yeah," she said, "but if i'd left it you would-we would've lost our friends" she answered.&lt;br /&gt;Sage suddenly appeared and threw an electric (and strong) ball at me (future me) she died on impact, i sped at Sage with black lightening at the ready, he disapeared and i was met by John. i out-smarted him by leaving a clone there and going to TP, it was an empty building now. but i was determined to bring everyone back, and for us to all work toward one goal: to catch Sage, he wont delete us from existence, he wants to play with our minds. but he could still do it.&lt;br /&gt;i'll keep you posted on my planned TP gathering.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3746790994207535416-8070319920922192614?l=villainsview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/feeds/8070319920922192614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2009/05/good-of-power.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/8070319920922192614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/8070319920922192614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2009/05/good-of-power.html' title='The Good Of Power'/><author><name>Boheme Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tXL5YzcwHzg/SeWn7mXY_LI/AAAAAAAAANc/VBeuzXkFsvY/S220/image_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3746790994207535416.post-5954194362692081501</id><published>2009-05-16T18:04:00.003+09:30</published><updated>2009-05-16T18:43:30.954+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Back To Basics</title><content type='html'>Tt sucks not having powers, i can no longer TK through a wall and cant summon historic shields from the museum. i tried to get Stan to transfer powers over to me, but he couldn't, as soon as they get any where near me he loses control and they go back to him. Linda has really out done herself this time. i think about whether or not it was actually Linda who did this, it could easily have been Sage. i guess it doesn't matter who did it.&lt;br /&gt;Stan and i went out for a burger, i tried to teach him some basic telepathy skills, but putting a thought into someones mind isn't what he likes to do, he's a normal person who doesn't believe in using powers to get his way!! why does he have my powers? i'm so much more efficient. it was then that Sage walked in, i told Stan about it immediatly. he shot fire at him from under the table, he (Sage) distinguished it before anyone noticed. he stopped time, he kept me in it and Stan out of it. how would that have worked?&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY--&lt;br /&gt;"are you blind Cleo?" he says, he had that smile on him that (before all this) was linked to happiness and like he was having a riot of a laugh with a joke no-one else understood. that was driven out of my mind as i now associated this particular smile with deviousness and contempt.&lt;br /&gt;"no, but you will!" i threw coffee in his eyes and ran, but everything disappeared, it was just darkness. but Sage stayed.&lt;br /&gt;"Linda was the one who switched the powers, it had nothing to do with me. i know you Tavara's, you test people until they go crazy, are you losing it yet Cleo?" he said. "cos if you are, i can easily put you out of your misery, if you catch my drift" he said. i threw a punch at him, he dodged like Peter Parker did in the first Spiderman movie. i suddenly remembered Chans power, how what you've already gained doesn't disappear. i threw a hard kick at him and flipped out of the way of the fire he threw at me. i managed to knock him with a wrestling move i'd seen on TV. everything went back to normal, Stan asked what happened.&lt;br /&gt;"i got back to basics" i shrugged and walked out, tipping the waiter a nice amount of money (thanks to Sage's flowing wallet). no powers? yes, but am i bummed about it? no, its just a challenge, a mystery, and i love a good, complex mystery to solve.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3746790994207535416-5954194362692081501?l=villainsview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/feeds/5954194362692081501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2009/05/4-days-sober.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/5954194362692081501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/5954194362692081501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2009/05/4-days-sober.html' title='Back To Basics'/><author><name>Boheme Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tXL5YzcwHzg/SeWn7mXY_LI/AAAAAAAAANc/VBeuzXkFsvY/S220/image_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3746790994207535416.post-6813970575757442786</id><published>2009-05-13T18:27:00.005+09:30</published><updated>2009-05-14T18:03:24.745+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Split</title><content type='html'>it wont be forever, but after a heated discussion we all decided that it was best to go back to California, stay in the state but live seperate lives for a while. Linda tweaked the powers to test all of our strengths and wits, so we should be apart for that. i know that we're stronger together than we are apart but i think we all needed some space, we had to work out what we wanted now that our priorities had changed. Stan is staying with me in my apartment, he wanted to know how to control my powers, and i wanted to keep my powers close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heres what the others are up to--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ali and Charlie are living in Costa Verde now, its a small town but there are a few specials there so they wont be alone. of course, they'll have to lay low for a while, people may know Ali's face from the news, Mum probably reported her missing, i insisted that ali call her but she refused."how would i explain whats been going on?" she asked me. i had no answer.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Geoff went back to his wife in LA, he now has super memory so he'll have to make sure she doesn't ask him: "when did you get such a memory?" i think he'll be okay. he's smart (ish)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dave is in Beverly Hills as a teacher. in biology. i'm sure he'll love this job, but the kids would probably find him boriing, he's like... Frank from &lt;em&gt;The Vicar Of Dibley. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Omni is now working in San Francisco, she's a healer but inside shes a precog. she is now a bookie for a few rich guys at a country club, they think they need more money! i wonder what happened to their last bookie... she hangs around the golden gate bridge alot, probably to heal the suicide jumpers, i guess she took on a bit of Daves advice.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Talkie is working at an electronics store in Fresno, he still has a bit of his persuasion skills and he has technopathy! so i think he'll do really good at that job, provided he doesnt blow up all the computers. Samantha also works there, she now has persuasion and has electronics skills, they'll both do really well.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tayla is still in LA, she's in Hollywood and lived the Orlando Bloom fan's dream! she saw him and made everything move slowly, he apparently looked sooo hot! she is working as a secretary, i'm sure she'll be good at this but she could do better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Roxy is working at Sacramento's MacDonalds, you might not think its good but imagine the friers cooking power if she charges it!!! yum!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chelsea is living in Fresno, she has this theory that if she jumps from a high building that she could stop a nanosecond before she hits the ground. it would probably be better to try this off of the Hollywood sign, but i've always had the suspicion that she and Tayla never really like eachother.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;i knew that we'd meet up at the end of the month, but what then? what if we dont have everything in order? i'm sure we will but its a scary prospect.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;PS: sorry about the delay, this was supposed to be posted last night but Stan couldn't control my PK so i had to help him with that.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3746790994207535416-6813970575757442786?l=villainsview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/feeds/6813970575757442786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2009/05/split.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/6813970575757442786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/6813970575757442786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2009/05/split.html' title='Split'/><author><name>Boheme Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tXL5YzcwHzg/SeWn7mXY_LI/AAAAAAAAANc/VBeuzXkFsvY/S220/image_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3746790994207535416.post-7356319224023723724</id><published>2009-05-12T17:57:00.003+09:30</published><updated>2009-05-12T18:59:55.895+09:30</updated><title type='text'>When Are We? Part 2</title><content type='html'>Present Day: we just got back, we're still working out what we're going to do about this problem, Sage and John i mean. they seem like... Villains! so what does that make me? i started as a villain, then a fugitive, now... a hero? fighting villains? this is so weird!!! somehow thrilling too, i guess i'm... morally grey. but anyway i went out into the hallway of my hotel for some air, everyone was arguing over our powers, it seems that they've been tweaked by Linda. normal Linda, i'll explain soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere back in time. way, way, back in time:&lt;br /&gt;Stan and Geoff returned from their walk into the rock formation.&lt;br /&gt;"couldnt find anything except this" Stan said. he handed Omni a box of pictures.&lt;br /&gt;"were gonna die!!!!" Ali screamed.&lt;br /&gt;"no we're not babe" says Charlie.&lt;br /&gt;"yes we are! they couldn't find anything! no food, no water! all they found was that little box with them damn pictures in it!"&lt;br /&gt;"i woudn't count those damn pictures out yet" Geoff said. he held up a very damaged picture of lightning. "we might have some evidence as to where we are"&lt;br /&gt;"how? from some picture?" Ali was hysterical! like a child who didn't get the toy she wanted.&lt;br /&gt;"its what the picture represents"&lt;br /&gt;"how bad the HD was whenever the hell we are?" she asked.&lt;br /&gt;"no, that we're in a place wear there are actually pictures, so we wont be seeing any dinosaurs" he said jokingly.&lt;br /&gt;Ali breathed a sigh of relief, "oh thank god! cos' these shows are not made to be eaten by a T-Rex"&lt;br /&gt;we skip to when we were all dehydrated and hungry, i dont know if we would've made it if it were'nt for that picture of lightning, for us to wonder about. we shuffled through the other pictures, there were quite a few, all were badly damaged then we came to one that was newer. it was of darkness, just pure darkness, but it was somehow... new, i cant explain it. Omni grabbed a magnifying glass out of her pocket and looked over it, at the end of it was a white dot, it was so small that it was hard to even make out, but it was there. Stan started to leap for joy.&lt;br /&gt;"what?" we asked him, i thought he'd been stung by a scorpion.&lt;br /&gt;"there was cave as pitch black as that one! and i thought that i'd seen i slight glint at the other end.&lt;br /&gt;"you couldn't have told us this before?!!!!?!!?!?!??!" Ali was angry and didn't care who knew it, she took out some tic tacs and put one in her mouth. we stared at her. "what?" she asked.&lt;br /&gt;"you had tic tacs all this time?!" Roxy shouted. Ali stood there with a confused look on her face.&lt;br /&gt;"yeah, but these are mints... not food" we snatched them off her and each of us had one. we soon set off for that cave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there it was, a cave so dark that we felt like we were somewhere in between worlds, how in The Chronicles Of Narnia, Magicians Nephew there was a wood between the worlds, nothing happened there, and it felt like that to me. We walked in, we were encased with darkness and i had a large impulse to go back, but i was unsure where 'back', was, my memories faded and i felt as if i'd never left this place, we soon saw the glint at the end of the tunnel. it got larger and larger, i felt as though it had been a hundred years since i'd seen light, for all i know it had been. we crossed through it to see an endless white space. it all felt real now. we were in our time again. were the tunnels portals created for us to go through? this whole thing was so strange! we walked onwards, Ali rushed ahead, we ran after her, only to come out a door in VHS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;present day 4 hours ago: Omni's eyes went green suddenly and a light went through Ali, Ali's eyes turned white, she used a fake nail to scratch a precog drawing into the wall. i dont know what it was, she stopped herself and returned to normal (we got angry at her for that, it could've been useful), but i could tell that we had to tell Tempest that by going all the way through that void, we had found a way through time itself. i was bewildered and i thought about the power switch, i tested mine only to see that was no longer in illusion status, i was normal me. i had no powers, Stan had mine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fast forward to a few miutes ago: Linda made herself visible only to me, she was using some kind of mental manipulation on everyone around.&lt;br /&gt;"why did you do this?" i asked her.&lt;br /&gt;"what makes you think i did it?" she asked me.&lt;br /&gt;"i know you. i know Tavara's! they play games and give people tests that make them go insane!"&lt;br /&gt;"ok it was me, but it wont be forever, i just thought that you'd been too occupied on your powers, its time you thought outside the box, it wont last forever, i've given you lots of clues as to how to get them back"&lt;br /&gt;"So?" i asked her. "whats the use of clues if you cant work them out?"&lt;br /&gt;"so work them out" she disapeared.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3746790994207535416-7356319224023723724?l=villainsview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/feeds/7356319224023723724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2009/05/when-are-we-part-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/7356319224023723724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/7356319224023723724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2009/05/when-are-we-part-2.html' title='When Are We? Part 2'/><author><name>Boheme Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tXL5YzcwHzg/SeWn7mXY_LI/AAAAAAAAANc/VBeuzXkFsvY/S220/image_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3746790994207535416.post-6123377301868415068</id><published>2009-05-11T16:24:00.006+09:30</published><updated>2009-05-11T17:38:52.681+09:30</updated><title type='text'>When are we? part 1</title><content type='html'>the VHS team that showed up went home, i sent them there, of course... it was a bit weird, since i was still under the impression that i was sending illusion home, i did that anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway: Sorry i havnt posted, we've only just escaped Sage's games. Sage is still impersonating Howard, i'm not sure why, maybe just to get on my nerves. well he got into the hotel we were all staying at, Omni warned me but since i'd learnt my lesson that her dreams are rarely avoided, i told the others to just stay put. in my hotel room on the top floor. so why that little tidbit? well if we were in seperate rooms then maybe i wouldn't have been thrown out the window powerless! well we were patiently waiting for them to burst in, they appeared out of nowhere. Howard (Sage) made my powers disapear. that sucked! of course, it only lasted temporarily or else i would be dead, or would i? one person wasnt there and that was Stan. i yelled out to him and looked up, he caught me.&lt;br /&gt;"well that was unexpected" he said. my powers returned, it was obvious that they thought i was dead, but how did they know that we'd survived the explosion. suddenly my telepathy and my clarsentiance comboed and i could see Sages memories:&lt;br /&gt;last year was when he manifested his powers, that was when he met Omni, Shifter and Chan, he mimicked her power, then Chans, he tried using both as the ultimate fighting tool but he found that when he gains one, the other disapears. skip to now: he looks on and replays the explosion his mind, he picks up my past thoughts and how they didn't stop after the explosion. thats what tipped him off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i rush back up.&lt;br /&gt;"you could've just simply 'deleted' me from existence" i said to Sage and John.&lt;br /&gt;"well that wouldn't be fun now would it?" Said Sage, the two villains disapeared and the goons appeared.&lt;br /&gt;after a while of being tied up i tried to use telepathy again, i tried all my powers. no dice. i got off the couch and walked up to the guy with the goatee, i think his name was Stinger, he could charge things, but not like augmentation or like electricity. it was hard to explain. i punched him out and cut the others loose, my powers returned and we all had a battle. Stinger woke up and knocked people out with just a poke and i electrified them all somethin shockin! i soon realised that the goons were indestructable. i could feel my powers slowly being weakened, i TKed the others out the windows and i soon followed. we were headed towards the ground and i couldn't use illusion to stop people from seeing us and i couldn't use TK to keep us afloat. then the world started to spin, i found that all of us were in a desert. it was that space manipulation thing that i dont understand! where i could morph space. Linda appeared and rendered the others unconcsious.&lt;br /&gt;"you got your powers back, now you just have to figure out when you are" she said.&lt;br /&gt;"dont you mean where we are?" i asked, suddenly feeling scared.&lt;br /&gt;"whatever helps you sleep at night" she said. she morphed back into Sage and before i knew it everyones powers had been taken.&lt;br /&gt;"its not forever. your powers i mean, i dont promise anything about how long you'll be here. i just figured, i have all this power. so why not torture people with the element of never knowing?" he disapeared with an evil grin on his face. i screamed out of pure frustration. the others tried to use their powers but i had to tell them that it woudlnt work. i looked at the formation of rocks up head.&lt;br /&gt;"something tells me we're not in Kansas anymore Todo" said Omni. she held up a picture that she had drawn before we'd come. it was of us standing there and looking at something, whatever it was, i knew it wasn't the wizards castle.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3746790994207535416-6123377301868415068?l=villainsview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/feeds/6123377301868415068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2009/05/when-are-we-part-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/6123377301868415068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/6123377301868415068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2009/05/when-are-we-part-1.html' title='When are we? part 1'/><author><name>Boheme Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tXL5YzcwHzg/SeWn7mXY_LI/AAAAAAAAANc/VBeuzXkFsvY/S220/image_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3746790994207535416.post-6931943996815870354</id><published>2009-05-07T19:12:00.004+09:30</published><updated>2009-05-07T20:27:31.373+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Re-manifesting and the day long question is answered.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;its funny what can happen in one day, i went to NYC last night, but tonight i'm in DC, why did this and how i even managed to get here was hard to answer. i guess i'm just a sucker for a chance to stay alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why i left LA: Linda told me that Howard was in NYC, that she'd seen him and fought him, but he'd won and ran off, she tracked him and he's still there. i ran there to destroy him, take his powers, and stop that explosion. i never suceeded in any of those things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happened: it was weird, i sat in my old apartment building stairway, i thought that Howard would hide there, no such luck, then i noticed that i was hearing something, it was weird but famililiar. i was hearing thoughts! someones phone went haywire (they were texting right next to me), my hand when invisible, and a nearby exterminator had a forcefield around him. my head dropped from this burst of power, i noticed one of Omni's drawings stuck to my foot. it depicted all this and then there was the explosion, the explosion only had an outline while the rest of it was coloured, 'she may not have finished it', i told myself but it was on the floor so Omni must have finished it! before i could further ponder this, i saw him. Howard. we were suddenly in LA. TP, i knew for a fact that no-one was there except Jason, but i couldn't ask Jason for help, considering he wasn't real, just a creation by Howard.&lt;br /&gt;"Surprised?" asked Jason. i was speachless, he disapeared and as i looked at Howard i saw something perculiar, he was becoming a bit taller, his hair a bit darker and his teeth were whiter, it was noticable because of the smirk he had on his face. he slowly turned back in Sage.&lt;br /&gt;"what the hell!?" i was surprised, relieved, angry and happy all at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;"you thought that RW would corrupt me, and it did! but not when i took it, it was to help the world! your distrust drove me to this!" he exclaimed.&lt;br /&gt;"killing us all?" i asked him, "using people with nothing to do with this as pawns?" i was shocked, this wasn't something that Sage would do, but i would. and so would John. he walked out of the storage shed. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tXL5YzcwHzg/SgK9KyTSEeI/AAAAAAAAAPM/ODIhyaRcA6k/s1600-h/pyro+guy+normal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333032901759078882" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 125px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tXL5YzcwHzg/SgK9KyTSEeI/AAAAAAAAAPM/ODIhyaRcA6k/s200/pyro+guy+normal.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"as we speak Mia's former followers are rounding up TP" he said.&lt;br /&gt;"and what about VHS?" i asked him. he smiled evily, they both did.&lt;br /&gt;"they've been set up for a while" he answered. i shot a fireball at him, i knew what would happen now, Sage would RW a boy with pyrokinesis, who can change appearance at will so he cant be caught, Lily wouldn't be the one that exploded, it would be a creation deisigned to look like her, via Sage. Angrily i tried to take his aura, but he had my powers blocked, too bad i knew alot about where this place was built. the reason i was standing in the middle of the lawn was because of the tunnels underneath, i broke free of the block long enough to phase through the ground and into the tunnels. i ran through them without any idea as to where i was going. i was far away enough that i could use my powers, which was a good thing. suddenly i had a thought telepathed into my head: &lt;em&gt;if the explosion doesn't happen, i am going to hunt every one of your friends down until only you're left, i'll take your powers and torture you for the rest of your days&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;This of course freaked me out, i didn't want to get tortured!&lt;br /&gt;Sage and John were the type of guys that would want to see the explosion for themselves, so i could hardly escape, the explosion without them noticing. i teleported to DC. i had to do something, i remembered the list i once had of people with powers, one of them stood out the most: Paul Young. his power was copying and transfering powers, to others, he could switch them and everything, i knew that he worked at the hot dog stand across the street from B26, i walked over to him, i stopped time and took his power away, i also saw a man with induced radioactivity, i needed that to complete what would happen soon. i unfroze time to see past me running up to 'now' me, it involved the same altercation that i said in an earlier post. instead of 'me' taking powers from 'now' me i transferred them over, saying that i only had radioactivity now and that she had taken them. i told her to run because i saw Tempest, the VHS group and my TP group walking together up the street. Each one of us knew what was to happen but some how each of us knew that we had to go there to save ourselves, in some weird way thats what we thought.&lt;br /&gt;Damian wasn't with them, Tempest explained that he had dispeared. i teleported us all to the door of the top floor of the deserted Building 26. i tried to switch the light on but it didn't work. The boy stood there with flaming hands and the the Lily look-a-like stood there with explosions around her. i telpathed Tempest to keep his forcefield up and not to do anything stop them, i told the others that too. i watched past me look back as the red lightning shot at the targets, my hand ignited with radiation as i put an FF around the targets and with Tempest, with an FF around everyone else (with my help) i let out an explosion, it was small enough to be the one that i would see outside and the transparentness appeared to be my invisbility being worked through the explosion too, it was see-able though. i teleported us out and there we were, on the street looking at myself answer a phone call on Temp's phone (which i TK shot out the window with an invisible FF around it) from 'Howard', it was of course from either John or Sage, whom i could see over at the hot dog stand, looking proudly at the explosion.&lt;br /&gt;i turned to Tingle, "how'd you get back?" i asked him. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tXL5YzcwHzg/SgK9ny1_JiI/AAAAAAAAAPU/KC9FtvybQbs/s1600-h/pyro+guy+post+shot+with+RL.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333033400120845858" style="WIDTH: 170px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 80px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tXL5YzcwHzg/SgK9ny1_JiI/AAAAAAAAAPU/KC9FtvybQbs/s200/pyro+guy+post+shot+with+RL.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"confusingly quick, a bit weirdly actually, i was being held hostage by--" he didn't finish because of the loud sirens on the street, i realised that there were no bodies except for the creations, i hastily made illusions of dead people in the form of us and we all took up residency in the same hotel, we got the other guests kicked out. okay i got them kicked out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Omni held up a peice of paper. she said: "looks like we wont be seeing the last of Sage and John" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333034157152335042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 155px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 111px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tXL5YzcwHzg/SgK-T3AW9MI/AAAAAAAAAPk/CDSxpyzco6o/s200/lightning+precog+pic.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3746790994207535416-6931943996815870354?l=villainsview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/feeds/6931943996815870354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2009/05/re-manifesting-and-day-long-question-is.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/6931943996815870354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/6931943996815870354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2009/05/re-manifesting-and-day-long-question-is.html' title='Re-manifesting and the day long question is answered.'/><author><name>Boheme Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tXL5YzcwHzg/SeWn7mXY_LI/AAAAAAAAANc/VBeuzXkFsvY/S220/image_1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tXL5YzcwHzg/SgK9KyTSEeI/AAAAAAAAAPM/ODIhyaRcA6k/s72-c/pyro+guy+normal.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3746790994207535416.post-2023413217193039100</id><published>2009-05-06T20:45:00.004+09:30</published><updated>2009-05-06T21:33:13.081+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Combo</title><content type='html'>this will be a short post: as i said last post, i sped to TP, i had to tell them what was going on, and how we're not changing anything, Stan suggested that we all stay as far away from eachother as possible, i thought that this was best idea but it may not change the fact that something bad would happen to at least a few of us. i wanted to just go and find Lily and this boy and just stop them from meeting, but the problem was that the boy kept on changing appearance and Howard could use this hunt to his advantage, Omni told me of boys appearance and her theories on Howard. i realised (after talking to Linda) that the 2 new powers weren't actually new, they were combo's of different powers, pyro, cryo, TK and water mimicry turned into actually controlling water, then there was the combo of illusion, teleportation and time manipulation, i thought that it was some sort of reality warping thing.&lt;br /&gt;so i talked to Stan, he wasn't entirely into the whole leaving TP thing, no-one was. i just decided that we would all stay away from DC no matter what. although i can never be sure if us trying to avert this disaster, is what creates it in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;I told them that Sage was still alive, he has something to do with this but i not sure what... i left TP to go to NYC, i'll explain later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3746790994207535416-2023413217193039100?l=villainsview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/feeds/2023413217193039100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2009/05/combo.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/2023413217193039100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/2023413217193039100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2009/05/combo.html' title='Combo'/><author><name>Boheme Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tXL5YzcwHzg/SeWn7mXY_LI/AAAAAAAAANc/VBeuzXkFsvY/S220/image_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3746790994207535416.post-3118931894938396840</id><published>2009-05-04T15:53:00.002+09:30</published><updated>2009-05-04T16:17:04.082+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Time Warped Powers. Part 2</title><content type='html'>it was crazy day, and kinda odd, i went to the future. the day where we all died, when i got there i thought that i would be trying to save us, but i ended up making things a bit worse, well at least when it comes to 'me', i left future me with one power, and that was radioactivity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was in the busy streets of DC, it looked normal, of course i recognised the whole setting of the place. i knew where i was. i looked up, i could see myself wa;king down the street, i had to know what was gonna happen next and what lead to this day, i ran over to me.&lt;br /&gt;"what the hell are you doing here?" she asked, then she had a thought, i must have gotten into my head and told me to do something. i raised my hand and took future me's powers, well except one.&lt;br /&gt;"what the hell?" i said.&lt;br /&gt;"its a predestination paradox, i remember this moment and 'me' saying this exact sentence" she answered.&lt;br /&gt;"so then what happened for you or me, whatever to get these powers back?" i asked her.&lt;br /&gt;"not sure, but i think that it had something to do with what Linda said" she answered. 'to regain is to retry', i had to re-manifest my powers! if thats what ended up happening, then i'm even more confused!&lt;br /&gt;"yeah it confused me to" she answered, "but its a loop i guess" she shrugged it off.&lt;br /&gt;"when is this?" i asked me. she was about answer when Tempest, his team and the rest of my team came walking.&lt;br /&gt;"this is the part where you run!" i teleported somewhere, the past, when Sage died. i knew that i was supposed to see this, i was preoccupied with almost being sucked into a black hole to se it, but Sage was alive and had disapeared into thin air, i was just in time to see that. why i had to see that, i'm not sure.so i got my powers back, rather confusingly but i guess predestination paradoxes are easier to inderstand when you dont think about them too much. i sped to TP, it was normal there, but for how long? are we goona be able to stop ourselves from dying? or are we doomed to die? fate? more questions than answers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3746790994207535416-3118931894938396840?l=villainsview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/feeds/3118931894938396840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2009/05/time-warped-powers-part-2.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/3118931894938396840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/3118931894938396840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2009/05/time-warped-powers-part-2.html' title='Time Warped Powers. Part 2'/><author><name>Boheme Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tXL5YzcwHzg/SeWn7mXY_LI/AAAAAAAAANc/VBeuzXkFsvY/S220/image_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3746790994207535416.post-3783551131160052828</id><published>2009-05-03T11:34:00.004+09:30</published><updated>2009-05-03T12:09:25.411+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Time Warped Powers. Part 1</title><content type='html'>Howard returning was always a possibility, i didn't know exactly what powers he had, rapid cell regeneration? reality warping? super strong illusion? i never really knew whether or not he was dead. Mia could've brought him back at some point, i had no doubt in my mind that when i got a message in the middle of, my apartment, that Howard was back. the message said: &lt;em&gt;anyone who is dead should stay there, anyone who came back from it, should die again.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know what that meant, but i guessed he's just trying to unerve me, until Elle turned up with bronze eyes, it was a strong form of persuasion, like Johns, i started to wonder if John and Howard were working together, before i could think about it fully, i had to stop Elle. She shot some powerful electricity at my head, but i stopped time, it wasn't of my own accord, it just happened. that does happen sometimes. i knew that both Howard and John are strong, so it was no use trying to stop the command (whatever it was), i snapped her neck and then all of a sudden i was in Costa Verde, it was the day time and i was behind some bushes, i was watching Elle awaken and Mia flying away, Elle got up and ran off. then i suddenly understood, i had to make sure that Elle did, somehow die. i TK carried future Elles body over to the exact spot that past Elle had been. i grabbed the kerosene bottle that was next to her and... well you know the rest, i spread it over her and lit her up with electricity. i was soon back to where i was before.&lt;br /&gt;i called Stan, and told him about it, i assigned Chelsea as his new partner and then i hung up quickly, as i could feel a time travel coming on...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3746790994207535416-3783551131160052828?l=villainsview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/feeds/3783551131160052828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2009/05/time-warped-powers-part-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/3783551131160052828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/3783551131160052828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2009/05/time-warped-powers-part-1.html' title='Time Warped Powers. Part 1'/><author><name>Boheme Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tXL5YzcwHzg/SeWn7mXY_LI/AAAAAAAAANc/VBeuzXkFsvY/S220/image_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3746790994207535416.post-3330848135174547231</id><published>2009-04-29T18:18:00.003+09:30</published><updated>2009-04-29T19:16:03.301+09:30</updated><title type='text'>One Enemy Dies, And Another Emerges.</title><content type='html'>i haven't posted for while, i've been watching something interesting unfold. B26 is gone! and so is Ferris, well... kinda, heres what happened:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Damian returned after a major timetravel battle with Ferris he managed to get back to the present day and TP (not sure exactly what happened) when he opened his skull up, but past Ferris had proved to be much more problematic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was following Sylar, i really wanted the clarsentiance power that he had, but i had to make sure that no-one noticed what was actually happening, he was with alot of people. never the right time. but watching a steller fight between him and those Petrelli brothers was well worth sticking around for! i got kicked by one the flying guys' legs and fell out a window, i used TK to break my fall. Ferris turned up.&lt;br /&gt;"long time no see" he says.  at first i didn't know who he was.&lt;br /&gt;"who are you?" i asked him.&lt;br /&gt;"Ferris, your friend Damian killed future me, remember?" i looked around, there were alot of people, but then something great happened! i had a good idea, just make us invisible! so there we were. invisible, as i watched Sylar and one of the Petrelli's fly off he lunged at me, i flipped out of the way and shot some electricity at him, it was almost a dead hit but he rewinded time and he dodged it. he was smart, probably around 30. i TKed him against a tree and started taking his power, he suddenly teleported us to Nevada. Las Vegas. it was a dark alley way and it was a cold night, there were many people and i couldn't use my powers, something was blocking it. i hit him over the head with a garbage can, i turned to see Death and Ferris across the street, i made myself invisible and though i shouldn't have killed Ferris, i did. but the weird thing was that nothing had changed when i got back. Tempest had called and asked about Ferris, i told him but half way through the story he abruptly hung up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was going through time, alot. future. past. i couldn't control it. i came to a complete stop at a room full of people, watching 2 people, i didn't recognise one of them, a girl and a boy were there, the boy was kinda short and chubby, while the girl was slim and tall. they lit up their hands in unison to show flames (the boy) and small particle explosions (the girl), the flames from the boy changed color but they were always flames. i edged closer, i saw that Tingle was looking at me, i raised my finger to my lips and shushed him, i did the same to me (future me), and everyone else in the room. i looked behind me, a man was standing there, no-one knew it, red lightning shot at the the boy and girl, the flames shot through the ceiling while partcles around the room exploded everywhere, i tried to teleport but it wouldn't work, i sped out the building and watched as a room of the former B26 building exploded. the rest of the building was fine, that is. it didn't collapse.&lt;br /&gt;i then remembered Tempest's cousin, she could make stuff explode, and the girl looked like her, though i cant be sure as it was night time and there was only light from the boys flames, which didn't actually show her whole face. in a moment of stupidity i called Tempest, a heard his cell phone ringing as it plummeted to the ground in front me, miraculasly it wasn't broken. i picked it up, seeing that it was someone else calling him, the voice on the other side said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"you cant stop me Cleo, i can redo and undo everything. i know Ferris was a threat, but trust me... i am Auran." &lt;/em&gt;he hung up and imediatly i thought of Howard, i hadn't seen him for a while. this raised so many questions. like WHO did i kill in Las Vegas? and why did that explosion happen? all in all: what the hell is going on?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3746790994207535416-3330848135174547231?l=villainsview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/feeds/3330848135174547231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2009/04/one-enemy-dies-and-another-emerges.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/3330848135174547231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/3330848135174547231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2009/04/one-enemy-dies-and-another-emerges.html' title='One Enemy Dies, And Another Emerges.'/><author><name>Boheme Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tXL5YzcwHzg/SeWn7mXY_LI/AAAAAAAAANc/VBeuzXkFsvY/S220/image_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3746790994207535416.post-4235405808284918586</id><published>2009-04-25T16:07:00.003+09:30</published><updated>2009-04-25T16:35:04.346+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Cindy?</title><content type='html'>it came to my attention that i took EM from aunt Sophia but Linda said that i actually took IA from aunt Cindy, since Cindy could reverse the age of things i dont see how that adds up, she could've accidentily said it and not realised, or its a test. i asked Linda (who had found me) about this, the others were in the next room, so we were quiet.&lt;br /&gt;"i guess i flubbed those" she answered.&lt;br /&gt;"i dont even need an ability to tell that thats a lie!" i held her up with TK and started to freeze her legs, she was trying to use telepathy on me but i resisted.&lt;br /&gt;"Okay!" i'd broken her spirit, she answered: "its because Cindy and Sophia are that same person, well kinda... Sophia mimicked IA from someone called Samson Gray after she stole a power replication ability, she learnt to use it as EM and she made a clone of herself using a power she'd mimicked. she gave them a whole new look using a power that can forever change a face, it wasnt just illusion. Sophia gave her a mind, likings, dislikes memories and then she took all the powers that Cindy had and transfered one over to her-" i interupted.&lt;br /&gt;"age manipulation" i concluded.&lt;br /&gt;"yeah" she answered. i began to think about why she would do that.&lt;br /&gt;"why? why go to all that trouble?" i asked her.&lt;br /&gt;"The real Cindy from my dads side died at the hand of me, i was just getting used to my powers. i was thirteen and Sophia knew that i would be practically disowned for killing family, she'd taken alot of powers, mental manipulation, telepathy, mind powers mostly. she helped me fix it, she could'nt heal Sophia so she took uncle Anthony's power, and copied Samson Grays IA, you know the rest, she mimicked everyone in the families powers, transferred Cindy's mind into the new body and... we have the new Cindy." she answered. i'd wondered how she knew so much, i doubt that she would know EVERYTHING about her family, it then occured to me that she probably had clarsentiance or something. this is all so confusing! i should stop asking questions for a while, just get back to basics, no more answers. though i did wonder why she didn't kill Samson for his power, maybe he played a pivotal role in future or something. i dont know. at least now i know what Linda's first power was: Age Manipulation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3746790994207535416-4235405808284918586?l=villainsview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/feeds/4235405808284918586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2009/04/cindy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/4235405808284918586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/4235405808284918586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2009/04/cindy.html' title='Cindy?'/><author><name>Boheme Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tXL5YzcwHzg/SeWn7mXY_LI/AAAAAAAAANc/VBeuzXkFsvY/S220/image_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3746790994207535416.post-4939716492598888735</id><published>2009-04-22T17:46:00.003+09:30</published><updated>2009-04-22T19:19:59.216+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Dying Of Yourself</title><content type='html'>It looks like we wont need a plan for Death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realised yesterday that most of what we are is what people expect us to be, but that small peice of you that is whoever you want or wish to be is what makes all the difference. today that peice of me told me that i want to stop Death and that i need people. we all need to work together, after all: we're stronger together than we are apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it started when i got back, i walked in on all of my friends being held hostage by Death and Ferris(well i was looking through the keyhole). as Death was making them scream with pain by who knows how, Ferris held Damian up by his neck. they disapeared. Tempest tried to shoot electricity at Death, but he kept shocking himself before he could shoot it. i turned into water, i seaped underneath the door, i was slowly going forward to Deaths feet, i had to stop him, he had made Tempest see this hullucination or something! Healthbar was unconsious, as was Playwrite, Pete and Precog, there was someone else but their face was covered in blood so i cant say who. i know that it was a girl with red hair and who looked about Temp's age. Tingle was nowhere in sight. i used TK to throw Death, i turned back into me and shot a fire ball at him, he caught on fire but his concentration wasn't broken, i felt a surge of energy, but it wasn't involentary, my arms were full of electricity and fire. i shot him! he was unconsious and was encased in flames. the hotel room was filling up with them too, i could see that he was still alive, but i left him there without taking his power, he deserved to suffer, he was after all being burnt alive. the room was full of flames and smoke, Tempest was in and out of consiousness and so were the others. i grabbed everyone with TK and tossed them out the window, (dont worry!) i sped after them and i too jumped, i used a combination of TK and fire to stay up in the air while a gently had them floating with me. you see i saw Jonny Storm (&lt;em&gt;The Fantastic Four&lt;/em&gt;) use pyro and to fly, so i figured i could do it! i had one hand shooting flames for extra speed and using TK at the same time and the other was holding my friends up. i stopped people from see us using illusion and after alot of energy, alot of time and alot of flying we were at TP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got inside with the others, whom i still used TK to carry. i put them in the basement on beds and walked up to the others. Ali was the first to say:&lt;br /&gt;"welcome back!" she hugged me and continued: "i knew that you wouldn't give up on this!"&lt;br /&gt;Omni raced up to me holding a drawing of this event, "i knew you could do it!" i hated being congratualated for being a hero. so i went and apoligised to Tayla.&lt;br /&gt;"i'm sorry" i said, i was sincere but it still didn't feel good saying it.&lt;br /&gt;"thats fine" she said. &lt;br /&gt;i looked at the clock i could hardly believe it! it was the next day! i walked down to basement to see how everyone was doing, Dave had healed Healthbar first so that they could heal the others faster, Tempest was still a bit shaken from the things that he'd seen via Death, but we all reassured him. i asked about Tingle, but they said that they didn't know, as Damian was with him just before Death came in, it was what warned them. i turned around to see Linda, but no-one else could, since there was no way that i could see her, i thought that it must just be a hullucination after all the stuff from today, so i walked through her. then she said:&lt;br /&gt;"to regain is to retry" and before i could turn around, she was gone. i called my team in for a meeting, just my TP team.&lt;br /&gt;"Ferris is not your business, but what is your business is people like us, so from now on we have to take percausions!" they nodded. the newbie called Samantha (Roxy's new partner, since West quit) raised her hand.&lt;br /&gt;"what do we do about that?" she asked. i thought and then continued.&lt;br /&gt;"all of the teams, will all be on the look out for people who could be a danger to people like us, and look for people like us. Charlie and Ali will fly over plces and see if they can see any unusual activity, Elle and Stan will watch LA, you know patrol and stuff while Roxy and Samantha will (since samantha has technopathy) will try and see what B26 is up to. then Omni will try and see what will happen if that happens, then you go and stop it."&lt;br /&gt;"ok" she answered."what about me and Geoff?" asked Tayla.&lt;br /&gt;"you two are gonna go after someone from the files" i said. the others groaned, they wanted to go after bad guys, but i said to them: "they'll called you if the they need you" they all smiled a bit about that.&lt;br /&gt;we were clear and everyone went back to what they were doing. i walked down to the basement, it seemed that the others were also having a chat, the red haired girl sat in the corner and played with a ball, she through it up and it exploded. i was using illusion to make myself invisible so i saw that Tempest wanted her to say something to them, but it was like a: "finish what you were gonna say".  but she wouldn't talk. i walked out and got some sleep. thats what happened today&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3746790994207535416-4939716492598888735?l=villainsview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/feeds/4939716492598888735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2009/04/dying-of-yourself.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/4939716492598888735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/4939716492598888735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2009/04/dying-of-yourself.html' title='Dying Of Yourself'/><author><name>Boheme Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tXL5YzcwHzg/SeWn7mXY_LI/AAAAAAAAANc/VBeuzXkFsvY/S220/image_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3746790994207535416.post-4797649852632755445</id><published>2009-04-21T17:50:00.002+09:30</published><updated>2009-04-21T17:54:33.576+09:30</updated><title type='text'>noted</title><content type='html'>i'm sure that we've all noticed that their are some... holes in all the history that Linda has told me, for all i know it could all be a lie, but the most notable was Howard being part of the company, unless primatech is'nt the company Linda was referring to, and the artificial stats power that i had wasn't linked to primatech but to something else, i asked Linda about this but she didn't say anything, i might devote a bit of time for thinking about this. i'm so going to use claresentiance on Linda to see what she's hiding&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3746790994207535416-4797649852632755445?l=villainsview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/feeds/4797649852632755445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2009/04/noted.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/4797649852632755445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/4797649852632755445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2009/04/noted.html' title='noted'/><author><name>Boheme Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tXL5YzcwHzg/SeWn7mXY_LI/AAAAAAAAANc/VBeuzXkFsvY/S220/image_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3746790994207535416.post-7113894819251549706</id><published>2009-04-20T10:50:00.004+09:30</published><updated>2009-04-20T12:24:26.807+09:30</updated><title type='text'>back to where i started.</title><content type='html'>i've only lived in australia for a few days, but i have noticed the following things: they drive on the left side of the road, their cop shows are really good, they have soap opera's on during the day, during primetime, in the morning on certain days and at midnight, and they actually have a lot of great TV shows.&lt;br /&gt;i'm working at a fast food place called Subway (best food ever!) i had handed a chicken terriaki sub to some kid when time stopped. Linda appeared, i thought about taking her powers but i remembered that i had EM. i had her powers already. she walked up to me:&lt;br /&gt;"i'm not here to talk you into going back to your 'stable life' or your predictably good one, i'm just here to say that Death is on the move. Cindy took a copying ability and copied IA from someone called Samson Gray, she learnt to use it as EM. so did you."&lt;br /&gt;i knew this style, she was trying to give me more answers so that i'll trust her.&lt;br /&gt;"i read your thoughts, and yeah i am trying to gain your trust but thats because we're FAMILY. and families trust eachother" she answered. "c'mon give your grandmother a hug." she said. i was hesitant, both because she looks almost the same age as me and it would seem weird and she is on the fence when it comes to trust. i went and hugged her anyways. what came next was:&lt;br /&gt;"arrgggahh!" i screamed, she had taken my powers. she was quicker than me at that. all my powers were gone except: super speed, electric manipulation, telekinesis, water mimicry, cryo, pyro, phasing and illusion.&lt;br /&gt;"sorry it had to come this" she said. i shot her with electricity, time resumed and i ran. i'm not sure where i was going, in fact i might never figure it out. i'm going to go back to DC. eventually. i just need to do one thing today: kill someone! i walked up to an old man (hey, he was old, he could've gone at anytime), he didn't have a power but i killed him anyways. i might stop off at LA for a bit aswell, then i'll go back to DC.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3746790994207535416-7113894819251549706?l=villainsview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/feeds/7113894819251549706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2009/04/back-to-where-i-started.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/7113894819251549706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/7113894819251549706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2009/04/back-to-where-i-started.html' title='back to where i started.'/><author><name>Boheme Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tXL5YzcwHzg/SeWn7mXY_LI/AAAAAAAAANc/VBeuzXkFsvY/S220/image_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3746790994207535416.post-8033668194801295062</id><published>2009-04-17T12:37:00.004+09:30</published><updated>2009-04-18T13:34:11.059+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Moving On</title><content type='html'>today i used clarsentiance on Linda, i had to know everything that she's keeping a secret. i found out where the family used to live: Las Vegas.&lt;br /&gt;after some gambling at a few casino's (i won SO MUCH money!) i searched the name 'Tavara', when time stood still (literally), it was someone who didn't have space time manipulation, but had the same power as me.&lt;br /&gt;"who are you?" i asked her, she wasn't in the primatech intel.&lt;br /&gt;"so i'm not in the primatech intel?" she asked, she had read my mind, well since she was multipowered, then i guess i should've seen that coming. "well Cleo, you clearly dont know who i am. i'm Sophia. your aunt." i was taken aback for about a second, and realised that i shouldv'e expected that.&lt;br /&gt;'great more hidden relatives' i thought.&lt;br /&gt;"i heard that!" she said. she teleported us to an old mine in australia. it was so we could talk, i didn'actually think that Sophia was gonna kill me, she was probably about 60 so i knew i could run off from any normal sixty year old, but who knows what SHE'S capable of. i was sick of finding answers, i just wanted power. and she had lotsof 'em.&lt;br /&gt;i made clones of myself. she copied me exactly, in every move and every breath, she had some sort of control power, but it wasn't long before i realised that she was controling me, she wasn't adapting to how i move. she had my power, but she had clearly only used it once, and that was to obtain EM. she had a large arsenal of abilities, but i'm still better.&lt;br /&gt;"dont you have questions?" she asked me.&lt;br /&gt;"yeah, tons. but life is wasted on the past." i answered. i shot electricity at her, she used a forcefield to stop it. i sped at her, i was intent on knocking her out. she used terrakinesis to lengthen a mineshaft out. i tried to use TK to push her into it but before i knew it i was in a cave. she had the upper hand. but i proceeded to take her ability. she tried to fight back but i had nulled her powers. before i could deliver my new catchphrase (its kinda fun when you have the right sign off) she was dead.&lt;br /&gt;"you'd think she would've put up a fight" i said to myself. then my hands began to glow bright, they continued to change from power to power, from pyro to cryo, from electricy to augmentation. i was overwhelmed with power. i concentrated hard. they went back to normal and i teleported to Damians school, i needed to ask what he knew about power overloads, it seemed logical as he has lots of powers and i remember he had trouble controlling them at first.&lt;br /&gt;"why do you ask?" it was between trig and chemistry, so all this powers and sciency stuff was fresh in his mind.&lt;br /&gt;"cos i took alot of powers, i dont know what they were but afterwards i got this surge of energy i felt like i was gonna explode!" i answered.&lt;br /&gt;"well i dont know much about it, go to TP, they probably miss you over there, and Tayla might know something" i nodded, and thanked him. i used my newly aquired space/time manipulation to go TP.&lt;br /&gt;i arrived and i realised something: my life is so predictable! i hated that i had followers, i like having a challenge, TP is not a challenge. i teleported somewhere that i could have a fresh start, somewhere that was crawling with untouched pwered people: australia. Tempest, Damian and TP, i'm sorry but i'm going to somewhere that is boring and has no dangers of governent conspiracies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3746790994207535416-8033668194801295062?l=villainsview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/feeds/8033668194801295062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2009/04/moving-on.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/8033668194801295062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/8033668194801295062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2009/04/moving-on.html' title='Moving On'/><author><name>Boheme Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tXL5YzcwHzg/SeWn7mXY_LI/AAAAAAAAANc/VBeuzXkFsvY/S220/image_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3746790994207535416.post-6213440928856304258</id><published>2009-04-15T11:05:00.002+09:30</published><updated>2009-04-15T11:19:55.979+09:30</updated><title type='text'>The final stage</title><content type='html'>To stop Ferris: Damian, Linda and I can stop him, if he teleports then Damian knows where he went, when we find him i'll shoot him with Black Lightning, weakening him. Linda stays and kills him while Damian and i go after Death. the important thing for this is to make sure that they have no idea whats going to happen, so we'll all have to be invisible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To stop Death: Tempest and the others will ambush him just before we get there. Playwrite, Damian and i will block his power while i also create an illusion of his undead family, that'll throw him off guard. THEN i'll kill him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where: the train yard where we got Charlie.&lt;br /&gt;Death will follow us, his team will know where we are and he'll  come and try to kill us, then we put the plan into action. simple right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3746790994207535416-6213440928856304258?l=villainsview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/feeds/6213440928856304258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2009/04/final-stage.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/6213440928856304258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/6213440928856304258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2009/04/final-stage.html' title='The final stage'/><author><name>Boheme Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tXL5YzcwHzg/SeWn7mXY_LI/AAAAAAAAANc/VBeuzXkFsvY/S220/image_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3746790994207535416.post-8663802945912685873</id><published>2009-04-14T18:20:00.005+09:30</published><updated>2009-04-14T19:25:29.324+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Information of ancestry &amp; History... Finally!</title><content type='html'>As you may have read in Tempest's blog post, we're still on the prowl for Death.&lt;br /&gt;i was talking to Linda earlier today, i was just wondering about my ancestry, as anyone with powers would.&lt;br /&gt;After some heavy probing and having to overcome her mind blocks, i finally got some information.&lt;br /&gt;"your grandfather did have a power, it was shape shufting, i'd actually gained it through empathic mimicry just before transferring it to Mia. He was nice, handsome, pale as a ghost. my father was a time traveller, my mother was where i inherited my power, and my sister Tina is a year older than me, she was the unfortunate one. the powers skipped a generation with her" Linda explained.&lt;br /&gt;"ok" i thought for a second, when i was about to continue she was already answering my question:&lt;br /&gt;"Ferris and Death were friends in school. Ferris and Death (who was named Dennis back then) would jump through time alot, usually into the future. then one day they came back from a future where the entire world knew about people like us, we were hunted down and imprisoned. Ferris and Death blamed the man who was going to tell the world on the day in which they were from. my father, Jim. he had planned to tell everyone what we could do. knowing what would happen, Ferris and Death took it into their own hands and killed him. this started Death and Ferris' insane opinion of Tavara's, that they were all going to betray the world." I nodded, beggining to understand. sort of.&lt;br /&gt;"Ultimatly they were trying to save the world, but it wasn't long until my mother had found out about their distrust and their continuing murders of people that they thought could be 'potential hunters' of EH's. my mother was an extremist who deeply and truly believed that people with powers are gods, and that gods punish people. she used black lightening to negate Death's ability and tried to deal with Ferris, since she had super speed she could take him on when time was stopped, then i guess she shot a full blast of electricity, which i guess missed him since thats the blast that ended up killing my sister, Tina. then Ferris killed my mother, he and Death disapeared for a few years, i'd lost count, that, BTW happened when i was about 18, i had a range of powers by then, healing was one of them, which my mother let me take. Both of them had caught up with me, Death had his power back, he negated all my healing. he was still a fairly respectable person, but that was the day i had kinda 'ruined' his life." now i was interested!&lt;br /&gt;"what'd you do?" i wondered. we were both in the heatlamp room of B26, the others were all on seperate missions assigned by Tempest and Damian.&lt;br /&gt;"i sent a message. i knew where his parents lived, i killed them. hence the ruining of his life"&lt;br /&gt;i had no idea that Linda was like that! awesome!&lt;br /&gt;"it wasn't awesome! he made a vow to kill my entire family! except Ferris, since he had always hated our family, we were always wrapped up in using our powers for 'gods work', we weren't religous but we were still gods, well thats how we viewed ourselves, Ferris was always into having fun. Tina made up for lack of power by being the most popular girl in school and the smartest." i nodded and smiled, i suddenly had the idea that could kill Death! and for me to meet my extended family!&lt;br /&gt;"what other family do i have?" i asked her.&lt;br /&gt;"my aunt Cindy, on my dads side can control the age of anything, my uncle Joseph on my dads side can control time, not travel through it but rewind and fast forward time while he stands still, this way he can actually change the past without creating a paradox! my aunt Sophia on my side is exactly like us, we're a real multi-powered family, but my uncle Anthony on my mum's side was given a formula that uncle Joe had brought back from the 21st century after pinehearst collapsed, the plan was to give the other vile of formula to Tina, but she died before it could be given to her. Anthony ended up with power replication"&lt;br /&gt;then we went back, where i began to write this. i'll tell you the plan next post!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3746790994207535416-8663802945912685873?l=villainsview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/feeds/8663802945912685873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2009/04/information-of-ancestry-history-finally.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/8663802945912685873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/8663802945912685873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2009/04/information-of-ancestry-history-finally.html' title='Information of ancestry &amp;amp; History... Finally!'/><author><name>Boheme Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tXL5YzcwHzg/SeWn7mXY_LI/AAAAAAAAANc/VBeuzXkFsvY/S220/image_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3746790994207535416.post-6429880981202865585</id><published>2009-04-13T18:12:00.002+09:30</published><updated>2009-04-13T19:11:53.483+09:30</updated><title type='text'>The Stranger</title><content type='html'>It has been a day since my last post (which, FYI was my 50th post on this blog!) while Playwrite, Pete, and all the rest of Tempest's team (thats in DC) were going over the plans for Death (i'll let Temp tell you about it) i was at the Nevada desert!&lt;br /&gt;BUT before i went to the desert i stole the ability to see an objects past by touching it, that way i could find more about Death, Linda and everything else thats going on!&lt;br /&gt;so i was in the place that Death usually takes us (well that is, where he took the others the first time, and me and others the 2nd time), I touched the chair that Death sat at.&lt;br /&gt;i got these images of a radioactive man and... Wireless! except she was Hana Gitleman. then for a long time after that Death was bringing people to that place and he just sat there while they screamed. he was usually typing on a computer, mostly emails to someone called "Voyager", it seemed suspicious given that he wrote things like: "i can kill anyone, just say the word" and "if they come within 100 miles of you then consider them shark bait". i skipped to the more recent events:&lt;br /&gt;Us. Tempest, Damian, Linda and I. there were about 2 others aswell but i cant remember them, i didn't know them which makes it hard and (in true form) my sight was blurred.&lt;br /&gt;"what are you gonna do to us?" Linda was choked up and couldn't really speak.&lt;br /&gt;"I'm gonna kill you, and as for the other 3, i'll just torture until they tell me where the rest of the Tavara's are." He answered with that raspy voice that i hate, it was full of arrogance and triumph. oh how i loathed him! "the best part of all this, is that you wont be alive by the end of the day, and neither will the rest of the Tavara's"&lt;br /&gt;he then started to type to 'Voyager' (he could be Ferris!) i could'nt see the message but i'm guessing that he was saying that he had us.&lt;br /&gt;"how would they know?" i asked him. he turned around, i started to feel the burning in my eyes again.&lt;br /&gt;"i'm not sure" he said, he was still in the chair and he was running a long finger nail down the side of it. "anything is possible these days" he answered.&lt;br /&gt;He was then shot with a taser dart. a man with a mask over his head ran in. he put his hand on Death's head, then he did the same to us, i guess he erased our memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went back to DC, i told them all of the encounter and then i began writing this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3746790994207535416-6429880981202865585?l=villainsview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/feeds/6429880981202865585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2009/04/stranger.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/6429880981202865585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/6429880981202865585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2009/04/stranger.html' title='The Stranger'/><author><name>Boheme Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tXL5YzcwHzg/SeWn7mXY_LI/AAAAAAAAANc/VBeuzXkFsvY/S220/image_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3746790994207535416.post-9117433471115315466</id><published>2009-04-12T15:30:00.003+09:30</published><updated>2009-04-12T16:50:43.444+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Times Change</title><content type='html'>This takes place after Tempests blog posts:&lt;br /&gt;Death is scary. everyone has been trying to think of some way to stop him, Linda knows him best, but she isn't exactly honest. i was spending some time in trying to find new perspectives and leads to beat Death. i soon asked Linda if Howard knew him.&lt;br /&gt;"yeah. he knew him, he tried his hardest to take his power and use it to destroy the people who betrayed him."&lt;br /&gt;"like who?" i asked.&lt;br /&gt;"me, his old team who left him," then she thought: 'Ferris'. then all i got was static.&lt;br /&gt;"Ferris?" i asked her, she realised that she had let her guard down.&lt;br /&gt;"He was a time traveller, he was my brother. Ferris went through time and whenever he came back he made it his duty to stop whatever terrible future was coming, he stopped Howard from joining Primatech in an effort to stop the company from being created" she told me.&lt;br /&gt;Healthbar and Tempest walked up. they were supporting the injured West.&lt;br /&gt;"i tried to heal him, but he wouldn't heal" Healthbar told me.&lt;br /&gt;"thats ok, i'll try" Linda answered. Linda's healing was a different form of healing, she said that she had taken it from a guy who had copied it from a another guy called Linderman. the art collector! wow, all this stuff really is connected.&lt;br /&gt;it didn't require her to touch the person, she just waved her hand. But West's injuries only partially healed. Death.&lt;br /&gt;"but how?" the others asked. i had just told them that Death had made Wests injuries unhealable.&lt;br /&gt;"i don't know" i said. "but i have an idea" answered.&lt;br /&gt;Healthbar, Linda, Dave and I gathered around West. Dave began to heal first, then Healthbar started, Then i started using resurection (it can restore life) and then Linda began using her very strong form of healing. West slowly healed and he was back in full form. Linda sent him back to TP.&lt;br /&gt;then out of nowhere Chan turned up! he had bronze eyes! but how? John didn't know him, Mia was dead and as far as i knew there was no-one else with persuasion. But he turned up in my hotel room. i was off guard and i was kicked across the room. it didn't take long to get him on the ground thanks to Tempest, Linda and Damian. (we were all looking over our plans for Death).&lt;br /&gt;The command from Mia had obviously resurfaced. it was imprinted into him, and no amount of telepathy could stop it. It was either let him destroy everything, or kill him. we all tried one last feeble attempt at overiding his mind but zero, nada, zilch happened.&lt;br /&gt;"who wants to?" i asked. Chan was being held on the ground by Damians TK. i had to make it painless, i did want to kill someone (i haven't been doing that lately) so i just took his aura (with his ability to feel pain nulled) and he was gone. Linda went and buried him, i don't know where she buries the bodies but since no-one's found them i gotta say that i'm fine with that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damian, Linda and I all went to an old museum in the hope of finding someone with a power. (we would decide who would get it when we found out what power it was) When all of a sudden i saw red. i felt a huge gust of wind and turned up in Japan! not like the "now" japan, but past Japan! (that or the future is gonna go backwards). i was in a village, i was kicking myself for taking italian! i had to wade through alot of people until i found someone who could speak english! he was english and the stats power showed him as Adam Monroe! that was weird since the company wasn't going to be created until the 70's.&lt;br /&gt;"Adam Monroe?" i asked.&lt;br /&gt;"not many people around here speak english! i'm Kensei. not this Adam person" he answered.&lt;br /&gt;"where am i?" i asked. he looked at me strangley.&lt;br /&gt;"been hitting the sak'e?" he asked.&lt;br /&gt;"huh?" i asked.&lt;br /&gt;"beer!" he answered, he continued: "this is Otsu, and i must say that i like it here, just then i was given this brilliant sword by a swordsmith in exchange for protection from whitebeard and his army" he showed me a sword with the helix on it! i noticed that he had a dorment power, but Adam Monroe had rapid cell regeneration. i kept the conversation going:&lt;br /&gt;"what does that symbol mean?" i asked, eyeing the helix.&lt;br /&gt;"it is a combination of characters. 'great ability', 'godsend'" he answered. "though it has many other meanings, since it's on a weapon i assume that it stands for something like 'battle brave' or something similar"&lt;br /&gt;i nodded and was about to take his aura when Ferris turned up! i used the stats power to recognise him as i knew he wasn't from around there, he was dressed like someone from the future. he held a sword with him. he lunged at Kensei. i understood my power now, the red was like a supercharger! and by going fast you can travel through time! back to what was going on:&lt;br /&gt;i knew a few sword tricks, i had to defend Kensei or who know's what could happen to history! i grabbed Kensei's sword and combatted Ferris well. he stopped time, but i could still move. he and i got into a rather large battle. i knocked him out, returned the sword to Kensei, and erased his memory of the event. i supercharged myself (with my hand on Ferris's shoulder) and was in a very odd place. the 60s. i left him there without taking his powers, it could disrupt history. i went back to the minute i had left the museum. to them i just disapeared and reappeared.&lt;br /&gt;Death had just walked in, he and another figure i recognised very well: Ferris! this was how Death had been getting around! Ferris stopped time so that everyone in the museum stopped, except us.&lt;br /&gt;"now you die" Death announced in a raspy voice. i could see him clearly now, he was dressed in normal clothes. his face was as white as a ghost, and twice as scary. before we knew it we were on the ground, i suddenly did something i never though i'd do: create an army. i doubled myself.&lt;br /&gt;all the clones had one specific power, each focused on our captors. Death and Ferris were gone in a flash and time restarted. my clones dissapeared and a person with the power of clarsentiance walked by. none of us were in the mood to kill OR take. we just teleported back to the hotel room where discussions raged on about how to combat Death.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3746790994207535416-9117433471115315466?l=villainsview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/feeds/9117433471115315466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2009/04/times-change.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/9117433471115315466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/9117433471115315466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2009/04/times-change.html' title='Times Change'/><author><name>Boheme Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tXL5YzcwHzg/SeWn7mXY_LI/AAAAAAAAANc/VBeuzXkFsvY/S220/image_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3746790994207535416.post-2316062389414059002</id><published>2009-04-11T13:52:00.003+09:30</published><updated>2009-04-11T15:32:03.971+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Hacker</title><content type='html'>if you've read TP then you know where we left off, now we're at Coyote Sands, i guess we just needed to dig, not research the archives and google random stuff. its feels like googling your own name sometimes, you know that there is nothing thats actually about you, (unless you're famous) but you still get addicted at finding out about the people with the same last name as you (i pity Joseph Stallon and Hitler's decendants).&lt;br /&gt;when Tempest and a couple of his friends showed up, we wasted no time in going to Coyote Sands. unfortunatly there were people digging where we planned on digging (Linda had pointed us to it). we all had the same idea: They're special, and looking for answers, lets let them find ours for us. As we watched i read a few stats. Linda identified the man with the horn-rimmed glasses as Noah Bennet, while i recognised the blonde girl as the one who jumped off the gravel tower.  while we were all sitting there invisible i suddenly wondered how my stats power worked, Linda had heard my thoughts and answered: 'its a new agey power, it was crafted by a professer, its a synthetic power that links directly to Primatech intelligence. basically it's like a search engine for names and powers.' i nodded.&lt;br /&gt;it looked as though they had found something, but before i could get a good look at it we were all back at the library, it was being cleaned up by the government, we couldn't remember what had happened and we all had a headache. Damian had the helix on his wrist and each of us had a few cuts and bruises, if it was Death, it was a very unusual pattern. he's not with John anymore so i guess he's capable of anything.&lt;br /&gt;i realised that we were all very visible. i made us all disapear and Linda took us all to B26, into the heatlamp room.&lt;br /&gt;"why here?" Damian asked Linda.&lt;br /&gt;"three words: hacking the mainframe" she answered.&lt;br /&gt;"but that'll take a while, i doubt its just a simple password" Tempest, was very practical and i agreed.&lt;br /&gt;"i didn't say that we'd be doing the hacking" she gave a smirk that i recognised as something that both me and Mia had displayed when we were either thinking of a joke or a brilliant plan, this was the latter. She summoned a computer, it had a voice coming from it, her name was Wireless. she needed to be connected to the computer to save time. Linda stopped time, Damian and i could move in the frozen time too, because he had time stopping and i had superspeed. we all moved through the building, i made sure that a few agents got scolded with coffee though. Linda connected Wireless to a computer and she began hacking. before long we had a lot of info on who had been caught and who hadn't. we reappeared in the heatlamp room. success!!!! except for the virus that Wireless had picked up, it was frying the computer. i emailed the file to Tayla, with specific instructions to memorise as much as she could. computer shut off and we all knew that we had gotten somewhere today! i summoned Dave and he healed us, but he couldn't heal our memories, they had effectivley been taken, he couldn't get rid of the helix's on our arms (Temp, Damian, Linda and I). but besides that this has been a fairly productive day. now i'm chilling and writing this on a computer that i summoned, i'm thinking about taking a power tomorrow, i have'nt done that for a while. Linda sent Dave back to TP, BTW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting used to being Cleo Tavara, but Cleo Trellis sounds so much better... either one i spose..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3746790994207535416-2316062389414059002?l=villainsview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/feeds/2316062389414059002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2009/04/hacker.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/2316062389414059002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/2316062389414059002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2009/04/hacker.html' title='Hacker'/><author><name>Boheme Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tXL5YzcwHzg/SeWn7mXY_LI/AAAAAAAAANc/VBeuzXkFsvY/S220/image_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3746790994207535416.post-8381705343254188205</id><published>2009-04-09T18:10:00.003+09:30</published><updated>2009-04-09T18:49:45.688+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Mission</title><content type='html'>i have to say this: I have gathered the best of my team to track down my answers! we're going to kill Death, uncover the secrets of my family and ALL specials and then come back. i got Linda to take me to Tempest, i wanted him on my team, but it was a no go. but something did come out of that trip: Justin. i good have sworn i'd killed him, but you never know these days.after a brief attempt at killing him (again), Temp, Lina and i were at TP.&lt;br /&gt;"...and thats why we need you" i concluded.&lt;br /&gt;"i cant, i'm staying with my team right now. when are you gonig to send the plans? then i can help you" he answered.&lt;br /&gt;"screw the plans!" i exclaimed.&lt;br /&gt;" i have to go back," he said, "Linda, can you take me back please?" Linda took him back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have brought together my best teams, Stan and Elle, Ali and Charlie. Stan and Elle are good shooters, while Ali and Charlie have a good 'fly in inventor' feel. Ali showed me a new invention: a pen which extends into a very long (and strong) magnut. my new team (which will be away in DC, which is where most of our answers are,) i wont be able to update via blog but i'll update as soon as i get back as it may be too dangerous to say whats going on when i'm so close to B26, i wont be gone too long. Stan, Elle, Ali and Charlie all want to be back in 2 days, so thats when we'll be back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sayonara!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3746790994207535416-8381705343254188205?l=villainsview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/feeds/8381705343254188205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2009/04/mission.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/8381705343254188205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/8381705343254188205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2009/04/mission.html' title='Mission'/><author><name>Boheme Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tXL5YzcwHzg/SeWn7mXY_LI/AAAAAAAAANc/VBeuzXkFsvY/S220/image_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3746790994207535416.post-8266252930831975263</id><published>2009-04-08T17:19:00.002+09:30</published><updated>2009-04-08T18:15:36.954+09:30</updated><title type='text'>death is a powerful thing</title><content type='html'>it seems like working for a company that has to be secretive AND productive is hard, but since Tempest left about an hour after i got back, then i'll tell you EXACTLY what happened in that short hour:&lt;br /&gt;i told him i'd send Charlie and Ali to deliver him the plans, we were talking about what to do about Death when (right on cue) he comes through the door! without bronze eyes! he was brutally outnumbered, but to him it could've been 1 or 100 people. he still would have taken us down. &lt;br /&gt;we were on the floor. ALL of us, while he looked at my helix scar he was saying something, i couldn't make it out because he had my hearing shut down. as we all lyed there he began to kneel next to each of the others, rendering them unconscious, except me.&lt;br /&gt;"get up" he said to me. i could move and hear again, but he had blurred my sight badly.&lt;br /&gt;"what do you want?" i asked him, i tried to freeze him, TK him and even take his power, but he had my powers blocked.&lt;br /&gt;"same thing i've always wanted for the Tavara's. i want you and your family to suffer for ruining my life!" he yelled, the others were still unconscious but i'd forgotten about Viv and Maddie! Maddie had come earlier and had come across this (what she was doing here, i'll never know) she took over Deaths body.&lt;br /&gt;Death's hold began to weaken, i was able to see clearer, but not enough to make out his face. Maddie was able to get him on the ground long enough for me to kill him. but she was thrown out of his body, she landed on her feet. Viv had seen her be thrown out and instantly rushed to her, but Death was back. it seems like an ability immunity moment, he had her on the ground. Viv was answering Maddie:&lt;br /&gt;"dont die!" she yelled, but Maddie became visible and dropped to ground.&lt;br /&gt;i turned back and Death had disapeared, the others were awake now. . Tempest pulled up his sleeve to reveal the helix.&lt;br /&gt;"What does this have to do with me?" he asked, me. i was as in the dark as him, but i know one thing for sure: The Tavara's have secrets, and i needed to know them.&lt;br /&gt;"i dont know what it has to do with you, i guess its just because you're really powerful" i answered. Chan, Omni and my team walked over: "what are we supposed to do?" chan asked me.&lt;br /&gt;"i dont know" i answered.&lt;br /&gt;"ya know for a girl who spends most of her time reading minds and travelling, you really have NO IDEA!" Tayla was angry, i can understand why, but i dont get why she's angry at me.&lt;br /&gt;"look at us! there were 5 founders! one died, one lost their power, ones in cambridge, Omni is here trying to help people while you go after a bunch of people that are dangerous! and you drag us into it? i'm not asking you to give up, i get that you want answers. but you'll have to do it by yourself. alot of people have been hurt because of you" she walked off in a storm.&lt;br /&gt;the others didn't go with her, but i could tell that they too had had enough of my problems, thats not why they joined. Tempest and the others were in another room, we all said goodbye and they were off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3746790994207535416-8266252930831975263?l=villainsview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/feeds/8266252930831975263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2009/04/death-is-powerful-thing.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/8266252930831975263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/8266252930831975263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2009/04/death-is-powerful-thing.html' title='death is a powerful thing'/><author><name>Boheme Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tXL5YzcwHzg/SeWn7mXY_LI/AAAAAAAAANc/VBeuzXkFsvY/S220/image_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3746790994207535416.post-1444601503013757326</id><published>2009-04-07T16:07:00.002+09:30</published><updated>2009-04-07T16:23:52.931+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Returning</title><content type='html'>this will be a short post: Maddie and Viv didn't show up for the next appointment (there'll be details on TP Co. blog soon). i have returned to LA for good, though i will miss the beaches of Miami. i'm still thinking about my plans for trapping Death, i'll get Tempest and his team to look over it (they're good planners) then we might just get rid of John and his wack-jobs! i couldn't believe the day that TP had! Tempest might tell ya', and if doesn't, then i sure will.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3746790994207535416-1444601503013757326?l=villainsview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/feeds/1444601503013757326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2009/04/returning.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/1444601503013757326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/1444601503013757326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2009/04/returning.html' title='Returning'/><author><name>Boheme Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tXL5YzcwHzg/SeWn7mXY_LI/AAAAAAAAANc/VBeuzXkFsvY/S220/image_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3746790994207535416.post-6136475388170101443</id><published>2009-04-06T17:19:00.003+09:30</published><updated>2009-04-06T18:23:59.253+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Plans</title><content type='html'>i have been hanging with Tempest (he got back from TP), we decided that w should kill Death, what ever the cost.&lt;br /&gt;i had to know more about him, so i summoned the one person who knew the most: Linda Tavara.&lt;br /&gt;"Death was a person of interest in the company, primatech. he managed to escape."&lt;br /&gt;"i know that!" i exclaimed.&lt;br /&gt;"well i caught up with him, i didn't work for the company but i did know of their operations. i prowled into the mind of one of thir agents, Noah Bennet" she took a breath and continued: "i had caught up with him, i had healing then. but Death (who i called Grim) was crafty, he was able to permanently stop my healing. i couldn't heal from anything! he began to cut 'the helix' into my arm" i looked down at my own arm, we both had it.&lt;br /&gt;"why?" i asked her.&lt;br /&gt;"Death knows that helix's secret, or at least he says he does. he aid that it linked all the EH's together, and that when all those people that have that helix on them come together, then they would be the most powerful people in the world."&lt;br /&gt;"why us?"&lt;br /&gt;"we are powerful" Linda answered.&lt;br /&gt;"you were thinking about that guy Death, why didn't you warn me about him?"&lt;br /&gt;"i never thought that you'd be so stupid as to try and find him" she answered.&lt;br /&gt;"this is getting us nowhere! how do we stop him?" i asked.&lt;br /&gt;"to stop a man who can kill you without moving, you have to be skilled, you need to weaken him. lull him into a false sense of security"&lt;br /&gt;Tempest had been listening carefully.&lt;br /&gt;"what if we sent someone in to take over his body?" he asked.&lt;br /&gt;"we could but where would you find such a person?" Linda asked.&lt;br /&gt;We both smiled, we got Linda to teleport us to TP, it wasn't gonna be easy to get Maddie on board, but we might be able to. i'll post back soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3746790994207535416-6136475388170101443?l=villainsview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/feeds/6136475388170101443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2009/04/plans.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/6136475388170101443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/6136475388170101443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2009/04/plans.html' title='Plans'/><author><name>Boheme Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tXL5YzcwHzg/SeWn7mXY_LI/AAAAAAAAANc/VBeuzXkFsvY/S220/image_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3746790994207535416.post-524797540027546251</id><published>2009-04-05T09:29:00.003+09:30</published><updated>2009-04-05T10:45:23.368+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Deadly man strikes again</title><content type='html'>High school is boring! how could i have been so stupid as to think that anything supernatural would be here! Damian, is the only thing thats keeping us here, so we're staying. But as different people, i'm not going to be a student. which is where things started to get interesting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"you have no idea what i'm talking about do you?" Asked Damian, i'd found him today, after school. he was just talking about how the teacher does trigonometry wrong.&lt;br /&gt;"no i failed trig" i told him. "i failed as in a big fat zero"&lt;br /&gt;"well at least you're excellent at addition!" cried Shifter "we have a situation at Techpower" she was about to hand me the phone when Tempest arrived after a frantic run down the street, he seemed to have heard about the "situation" at Techpower.&lt;br /&gt;"We have bigger situations!!!" his voice showed so much fear that it was hard to tell if he still had an english accent. But sure enough, we could see the man appropriatly named 'Death' walking down the street with a powerful stride and a hood over his head so we couldn't see who he was.&lt;br /&gt;Tempest shot one of those electric bubbles at him, i did the same, Damian tried to freeze him, burn him, he tried with everything he had. we all did. Shifter had turned into a ferocious tiger, and had been knocked out. it was no use. Death was able dodge all our attacks. i had just raised my hand to TK his head off when everything went dark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all awoke (with Shifter still in tiger form), i tried to raise my head but it was everything that the others (see "Death" post) had said. Tempest, Damian, and Shifter (now human) had all tried to look up but their heads had fallen from the pain.&lt;br /&gt;"w-w-what are you?" i managed to get out. he was just standing there looking at a few old newspapers, then he turned around, he blurred our sights and our eyes started to burn.&lt;br /&gt;"i am Death, just as you always call me" he answered, he had a raspy voice that i hated hearing but i had to so i get answers. i read his mind:&lt;br /&gt;'who are these people? why cant i kill people in peace instead of them chasing me?' there was nothing helpful. then i noticed a ring on his finger with the helix on it, i used my enhanced sight to see if it was pure gold, my vision partially returned i telepathed the others and told them to try and use powers. i tried to command him to let us go, but the fact that had given me a bad headache meant that i couldn't put a thought in his head.&lt;br /&gt;"Since your little friends got away the first time, i think that its time that my team helped with... making sure that doesn't happen again." Two people stepped out of the shadows of the building we were in, i couldn't see their faces, so i cant say who they were but i knew their powers.&lt;br /&gt;The one on the left was a tracker, they could find anything or anyone in the world, another was like the sender to my summoner, they could send things to places. This was how the others were caught!&lt;br /&gt;"isn't there another?" Shifter had asked a good question, her hand was paritally a cat claw now.&lt;br /&gt;"yes, and i believe you call her: Snowy"&lt;br /&gt;we were all taken aback that the fluffy cat was a minion of Death! i shot him with some black lightning, it was enough to escape. Shifter stayed and clawed him, leaving him some blood to wake up to. The Sender, sent a sword at us, it got Shifter threw the head. I didn't have enough time toresurect her but i still did, then i saw that i should've left her. Death had awoken and was angry, his powers were almost at full form agian, he was powerful. The Tracker, a fit boy of about Damian's age went after Tempest and Damian, i didn't see the 3 of them came back so i could only assume that they were all making a good escape.&lt;br /&gt;Death stood the way i always imagined he would stand, he stood blankly, and coldly. i good see the surroundings now, we were all in the nevada desert! Tempest and Damian could escape via flight but i was still worried about them, they cant use that power forever! they could get tired! the nevada desert is a big one, so i had good reason for concern. Death had his back to us, he turned around. my sight didn't blur, when i asked Shifter telepathically, she said that hers didn't either. i could see him as clearly as i could now, he had a long nose and a pale face with blood on it but the rest of his features were unseen because of his hood.&lt;br /&gt;"i'm going to kill you!" i meant it, i usually do when it comes to death threats.&lt;br /&gt;"look at yourself" he told me. "do you really think that you're in a position to threaten me? or anyone for that matter?" he turned his sights on my arm, he began using his power to form the helix, it stung like a bitch. i looked at my arm, it had the helix on it, i knew by how deep it was that it'd be there for a long time. He didn't do the same to Shifter. i read his mind: 'Cleo really has no idea about what i am, its funny really. since we're practically the same'&lt;br /&gt;"you're a monster!!" i answered. "at least i had a reason to kill!"&lt;br /&gt;"your 'reasons' were pathetic" he answered.&lt;br /&gt;He released me, and before i could shoot him with fire, electricity or something, The Sender had sent me back to Miami. i ran back to our HQ (a really cool hotel) i opened the window so that Tempest and Damian could get threw. they just arrived now! we were all too tired to tell eachother what happened, i only told them that Shifter was probably dead, and they only told me that they had had a big chase. they'll both probably say what happened on their blogs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3746790994207535416-524797540027546251?l=villainsview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/feeds/524797540027546251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2009/04/deadly-man-strikes-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/524797540027546251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/524797540027546251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2009/04/deadly-man-strikes-again.html' title='Deadly man strikes again'/><author><name>Boheme Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tXL5YzcwHzg/SeWn7mXY_LI/AAAAAAAAANc/VBeuzXkFsvY/S220/image_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3746790994207535416.post-3811978437520747528</id><published>2009-04-02T17:39:00.003+10:30</published><updated>2009-04-02T18:39:32.276+10:30</updated><title type='text'>Starting a new plan</title><content type='html'>I hav'nt posted for a couple of days, i didn't have much time. Tempest needed some help, i had originally sent West and few others, but they texted me and the others at TP co, they needed help so Tayla, Charlie, Dave, Tayla, Elle, Stan, ok just everybody in TP went to help! i sped there and summoned them to us. Read Temp's blog post if you want to know the full story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tayla has been persistent of being a field agent since Sage made her a receptionist! after the huge battle at the eiffel tower, i've finally given her the chance, she's Geoff's new partner!!!&lt;br /&gt;We're all back at Techpower, the basement is large and i summoned up beds for everyone (Shifter doesn't like people sleeping on the couch).&lt;br /&gt;Tempest. Omni, Precog and i were talking (again) about the visions of the people torturing me and i forgot the other person (i think it was Damian).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the conversation that could spell my demise, i proceeded to tell Tempest about "Death", the guy i told you about in the last post.&lt;br /&gt;"That person is horrible!" he said in his english accent.&lt;br /&gt;"i think he had accomplices, theres no way he could find out that i sent people to look for him, and theres definatly no way that he could find them just like that!" I said to him (who was drinking one of Chans famous slushies)&lt;br /&gt;"he cant get them into the Nevada desert so easily, either" he told me, i nodded, but my attention drifted away to Stan, who had Ali and Diffy throwing frisbee's in the air so he could practice his shooting, he used a silencer. (of course! imagine if he used his actual gun!).&lt;br /&gt;I began to wonder why i hired him and took him away from his life, i read his mind, he was having fun being in my world, but he had his doubts about his future as an agent.&lt;br /&gt;My mind turned back to Tempest, who was watching Precog teach Omni how to draw the future, rather than just dream it.&lt;br /&gt;"Where do we go from here?" I asked, him. He paused for a few seconds, then answered.&lt;br /&gt;"we go to miami, you can pretend to be a student, you need to help Damian AND keep the school safe. remember, you cant trust people these days, they could be people who have illusion or can kill you with a thought, like Death, or John."&lt;br /&gt;I nodded.&lt;br /&gt;Shifter walked in with a stray cat, it was fully white.&lt;br /&gt;"can i keep her?" she asked me.&lt;br /&gt;"where'd you get her?"&lt;br /&gt;"she was sitting on the fence, i turned into a cat and asked her if she had an owner she said 'no', so i can keep her?"&lt;br /&gt;"fine, can i name her?" I asked, i liked naming things, i could always think of the best names for people and animals.&lt;br /&gt;"Snowy" i said. i went back to talking to Tempest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Whats my first mission?" Tayla had been asking me this for hours, i had to think of one that would get her shut up!&lt;br /&gt;"i need you and Geoff to go to..." i had no idea what to say next so i just telepathed her into, you know... not being so excited!&lt;br /&gt;Tempest, Shifter and I left for Miami that night, i left TP in Chan and Omni's "capable" hands. shifter flew as some kind of albatros, i flew using TK and Tempest also flew, so basically we were one big line of people with superpowers.&lt;br /&gt;Shifter put plastic over the couch so that it was just the way she left it when she got back (she likes sleeping on the couch as a cat), and she left Snowy with the one person she knew would never forget to feed her: Tayla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We decided that since Shifter can turn into any animal then she could be our look out pigeon.&lt;br /&gt;i 'infiltrated' the school, i didn't see Damian that day, but i did see Jorge. We spoke breifly about John and called him a few names, then we parted ways, i went to my classes and he went to find Damian. and yes, Tempest was able to get me into the school rego system. First up was chemistry! i love chem! well the elements are what i love, it's always interesting to find out which one can blow up something better. (i bet Tayla was really good at school, she only needed to hear something once and suddenly she knew it).&lt;br /&gt;"Today we will be learning about the theory of superhuman powers" the teacher said flatly.&lt;br /&gt;i wish other schools were like this! this teacher wasn't special, and she didn't have any memories of people who were, she was genuinly going to teach us about this stuff!&lt;br /&gt;"This book peaked my interest in this" she held up a copy of Activating Evolution. "who has read this book?"&lt;br /&gt;i raised my hand,  boy at the back raised his hand as well, i hadn't noticed him there until now. He was special, his power was to see and manipulate dreams, handy yes, but i dont need it because i have telepathy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the rest of the day was boring, i saw Damian at the end of the day, breifly. He teleported before i could talk to him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3746790994207535416-3811978437520747528?l=villainsview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/feeds/3811978437520747528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2009/04/starting-new-plan.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/3811978437520747528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/3811978437520747528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2009/04/starting-new-plan.html' title='Starting a new plan'/><author><name>Boheme Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tXL5YzcwHzg/SeWn7mXY_LI/AAAAAAAAANc/VBeuzXkFsvY/S220/image_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3746790994207535416.post-4655464854137166015</id><published>2009-03-31T15:56:00.006+10:30</published><updated>2009-03-31T17:59:11.561+10:30</updated><title type='text'>Death</title><content type='html'>Linda had come to HQ, not because she wanted to see her granddughter and have a coffee, but because i wanted to know what powers she had. I could remember the list well but it looked to me like she had shape shifting, which is something that was on the file.&lt;br /&gt;She told me that there were no all encompassing powers that couldn't be beaten. They all had weaknesses. Her shape-shifting power was good though, she could make herself anything and anyone. (thats why i thought that illusions coudn't be seen through, i thought she used illusion rather than shifting) i was envious of this womans power but this was the first decent Tavara i'd met so i wasn't about to ruin my familial ties just yet.&lt;br /&gt;"The file is a load of BS" she told me straight forward and without a hint of hesitation in her voice, i suddenly felt like a fool for being so protective of it. the file was just another object that helped with her plans, she was orchestrating everything. I'd gotten used to the fact that all Tavara's are calculating and want everything to be hard so that they can show off to those who have failed at what they had succeeded at. (if that makes sense). in short: if we had no powers, we'd be good at math.&lt;br /&gt;"Can you help us? you know, find us recruits and stuff?" i asked, Linda knew many people, it seemed logical that she knew a few that had powers. (whom she didn't kill).&lt;br /&gt;"i'll see what i can do" she answered mysteriously.&lt;br /&gt;it was after she said that, that i read her mind, it was full of static, but i got one word: "Death". the way she thought it didn't suggest it was a 'someone's death' type "death" but a name. Death.&lt;br /&gt;it was then that i realised what i was doing! 2 years ago you could ask me what i planned to do tonight and i'd say that i planned to hang out with Anne, Ali and my other friends! now i'll say: "i'm going to go and find answers" my life has become like a sci fi show!&lt;br /&gt;Before i had time to ponder on who Death was, i was interupted by Jay. our new agent with the power of persuasion (see our techpower blog)&lt;br /&gt;"what do we do if we're bored?" he asked me.&lt;br /&gt;"i have a mission for you, Geoff, Stan and Elle"&lt;br /&gt;"oooohhh! what is it?"&lt;br /&gt;"find a person called Death" i told him. i was serious and he knew it, if i didn't show how serious i was then he would've told me one of the many jokes that were going through his head. Elle jumped out:&lt;br /&gt;"we cant! he is the best serial killer in the world!" she looked scared.&lt;br /&gt;"Take a bunch of guns" i suggested, but she looked at me like i had no idea what i was talking about, the truth was that i didn't.&lt;br /&gt;"he can kill you from 20 metres away! he can kill you anyway he wants! break your neck, make your brain exploded or a heart attack!"&lt;br /&gt;i could tell why he was the best serial killer in the world, he could make all his murders look like suicide or just a medical condition that couldn't be stopped. Death was a force to be reckoned with.&lt;br /&gt;"i'll go with them" Linda said.&lt;br /&gt;"thats a good idea, they'll need you" i thanked her and she, Elle, Stan, Jay, and Geoff disappeared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It had been hours, Omni, Chan, Shifter, West, and Ali had left to help Tempest with his crusade to stop John. Tayla, Roxy, Charlie, Dave and i were left. While Roxy and Charlie dealt with customers, Tayla was learning 2 new languages: Japanese and Italian. She had almost finished reading the entire Japanese phrase book (which was her cousin Charlies before her death, by brain stealing) when Elle, Stan, Linda and Geoff charged through the door, each one was bloodied up badly. Elle collapsed to the ground with a broken leg and a bad head injury, Dave healed her. Stan had bad burns and couldn't breathe, Dave healed him too. Geoff had a few broken ribs, Dave healed him. Linda's arm was half torn off and half her ear was missing, Dave healed her. Jay however, was not with them.&lt;br /&gt;"He was the first to go, Death had us all frozen there, it hurt so badly! Jay tried to persuade him to let us go but Death made his jaw lock!" Elle, paused and continued: "Linda got outta the hold and started to kill him, but Death twisted her arm around. it snapped, he kept on twisting it around, she couldn't help but stay down"&lt;br /&gt;"then he killed Jay" Geoff concluded because Elle lost her breath and started to cry, she was taken to the basement for some rest.&lt;br /&gt;"how'd you guys escape?" Tayla asked, handing some water to each of them.&lt;br /&gt;"Elle was barely conscious but managed to get a clean shot, she knocked him out and we all ran for it"&lt;br /&gt;"i can imagine that Elle was crying out in pain because of her leg" Dave said, more to himself than us, he looked sad. He has alot of sympathy for people in pain.&lt;br /&gt;"yeah she was" Geoff answered.&lt;br /&gt;"what'd he look like?" Roxy asked.&lt;br /&gt;"dont know, i only know that he found us and the next thing we knew was that we were in an old house out in the Nevada desert. he blurred our sight"&lt;br /&gt;"That means that we cant figure out where he is now, or who is was" Charlie whispered to Tayla, who nodded silently.&lt;br /&gt;"you guys better get some rest" i suggested. Geoff went home to his wife of about... a year. Stan went back to his hotel room, Linda teleported to who knows where and Elle stayed the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a full on day, Geoff needed a new partner. Tayla immediatly put her hand up for it, but her power isn't of much use in the field...&lt;br /&gt;Watch out for Death.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3746790994207535416-4655464854137166015?l=villainsview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/feeds/4655464854137166015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2009/03/death.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/4655464854137166015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/4655464854137166015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2009/03/death.html' title='Death'/><author><name>Boheme Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tXL5YzcwHzg/SeWn7mXY_LI/AAAAAAAAANc/VBeuzXkFsvY/S220/image_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3746790994207535416.post-9179448898984499624</id><published>2009-03-30T17:31:00.007+10:30</published><updated>2009-03-30T19:31:38.391+10:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='villains'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='geoff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cleo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lily'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='linda'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='answers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heroes'/><title type='text'>Answers</title><content type='html'>Lily-Anne was sure to be dead, even though her body disappeared she is still dead. One of Mia's minions must have taken it. I left as soon as we'd sent 2 newbies on a mission. I went to Miami to find Damian to see if there was any word on John's where-abouts yet, i did see him breifly but i lost interest as soon as i saw the hottest guy on the planet!&lt;br /&gt;After a brief make-out session i returned to my affairs as a hunter for answers. ok that isn't me at all but i like the sound of it! i was following a drug dealer who could stop time, i realised that i could get the same results by superspeed and summoning but i still liked the power none the less. I had him at the beach and was about to "kill and take" while i was invisible when Damian walks up to him, i realised then that Damian could use that power for taking out John (something he is steadfast on doing). I left him to it, i killed a butcher who had metal mimicry, not for the power. i just found him annoying. it was then that a mysterious man teleported me to a warehouse in New Orleans, well i think it was a warehouse. it was in bad shape, like it would fall down any minute. he identified himself as the power taking guy!!!!! His real name (or rather her real name) was Linda Tavara.&lt;br /&gt;"Hey Cleo" she walked up to me and changed out of her illusion. i cant see past illusions because i think it bends light or something.&lt;br /&gt;"Hi" i could see that she and i were related, not just the names but our faces look similar, and our power!&lt;br /&gt;"i'm your grandmother" She said, i thought as much but she was so... young!!!&lt;br /&gt;"i used age reversal on myself so i would live longer" as if she read my thoughts, it then dawned on me that she was probably in her 60's so if she had been as young as me when she manifested her powers then she would have had about 40 years worth of power stealing, which could mean hundreds of powers! it was interesting that i suddenly felt the urge to kill her and take all her powers. i restrained because she was family.&lt;br /&gt;"i know what you're thinking. Cleo you can go through that list of powers that i have but you'll never take them from me"&lt;br /&gt;"why are there so many people like us?" i blurted out, i had been dying to know why there were so many like us.&lt;br /&gt;"The core power we both have is hereditary, almost all of the family has it"&lt;br /&gt;"except Mia" i said, there was another question that i was dying to ask her, but i was waiting until the write moment.&lt;br /&gt;"yes well that is my fault. i wanted to make our family the most powerful, i had a friend who had early signs of empathic mimicry, i took it from her. killing her in the process. (i hadn't learnt to use it like you have.) i tested it on Mia, she was only 1 year younger than you, though she seems 2 years younger, she isn't as tall as you" she was trying to get off the subject, i steered her back to what was going on.&lt;br /&gt;"Get on with it" I had summoned a chair and other things such as a table, TV and another chair for Linda. (dont ask me about the TV, i just figured that if the story were to get boring...)&lt;br /&gt;"Well while your mother and father were out i was watching you and your sister. While you sat there playing with a few super hero toys i was with Mia, i had been practising on people with powers. i could safely remove powers without killing the person" she paused and took a deep breath, her face showed worry. she was worried as to what i'd think, i didn't need telepathy to know that. "I took her power, it hadn't manifested yet but it was still there and it was the same as yours. i transfered EM over to her, i had the most powerful Tavara right there. You ran in and began tell me that your mum and dad were home. i left and i thought that Howard and Jane would never know"&lt;br /&gt;"But?" i was interested in the story now, i wondered about how all this had something to do with me.&lt;br /&gt;"The next day your father came into my house and accused me of medalling with Mia's powers. he had apparently gained a statistics power that he used on Mia, showing that she had EM. i stole it from him and i teleported away"&lt;br /&gt;"And then?" i asked with interest.&lt;br /&gt;"Then i kept a close watch, he was favouring you over Mia, he couldn't figure out how to remove a power with killing someone, so he just let her be. But Mia started to show her powers, she had burnt Jane's hand. Jane wanted to know why her daughter had powers, Howard had told her that they were not hereditary. Jane packed up and left. Howard had alot of powers too, he took you to a family and gave you fake memories and the family (the Trellis') fake memories of you, he gave everyone in town fake memories, he gave you a whole new life"&lt;br /&gt;"but why? wouldn't it make more sense for him to give up Mia?"&lt;br /&gt;"i think he saw it the way i saw it, that Mia could be powerful. He did make her use aura absorption in front of him, but her empathy made each one of her powers natural, not aquirred." She paused and started to think, she was blocking her thoughts so i couldn't read them. then she continued: "i had been watching you carefully, when i went into that store i was carrying out a plan"&lt;br /&gt;"a plan?"&lt;br /&gt;"yes, a plan. to give you more powers and for Howard's powers to be vulnerable. because when you transfer powers it makes your other powers so vulnerable that you dont even feel it when they're being taken. i stole a few and begun to set in motion my plans for bringing Sage, Omni, Shifter, Chan and soon you. together. To make Techpower Co."&lt;br /&gt;"But they wanted to tell everyone about us!"&lt;br /&gt;"Not when i was done with them, i put a thought into their heads to make them want to make a company like the one you have now"&lt;br /&gt;"So this was all you!!!!!!!" i was surprised that she could be so damn calculating to do this, i was angry that she orchestrated most of my life, and yet happy that she had. While all this was running through my mind, she smiled, she was probably reading my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went back to HQ with Linda, i felt like a sheep compared to her tanned skin, but it didn't matter. She left when we got to the door, i thanked her then i remembered the burning question i wanted to ask her:&lt;br /&gt;"Is Lily-Anne related to me?"&lt;br /&gt;"She was Mia's follower, Mia had reality warping, Lily-Anne was probably not related to you" and with that she teleported away.&lt;br /&gt;i walked in, i suddenly thought of all the things she had told me. i wondered if i would've been like Mia and Howard if things were different, i suddenly felt sad that i hadn't grown up with my family, i knew that my mother was still out there, but she seemed very scared of people like me, so i decided that finding her would be put on hold. I walked through the narrow hallway, suddenly sad, i was greeted by the newbies Geoff and Jay. I kept walking after saying 'hello' to them. I had alot to think about.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3746790994207535416-9179448898984499624?l=villainsview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/feeds/9179448898984499624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2009/03/answers.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/9179448898984499624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/9179448898984499624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2009/03/answers.html' title='Answers'/><author><name>Boheme Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tXL5YzcwHzg/SeWn7mXY_LI/AAAAAAAAANc/VBeuzXkFsvY/S220/image_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3746790994207535416.post-1222441799214742239</id><published>2009-03-29T12:52:00.005+10:30</published><updated>2009-03-29T14:15:13.620+10:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='villains'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='enemies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='black hole'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cleo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aura'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='remain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heroes'/><title type='text'>Enemies Remain</title><content type='html'>Sage loves his new power, to honest i'm jealous, i know i felt sorry for him but i'm not even sure why i let him have empathic mimicry, he's too powerful. Sage WAS too powerful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It had been a normal day, we had a few clients who thought that we were real financial consultants, shrinks and lawyers but it was still normal. i think it was when i used my stats power to figure out what powers Sage had that i saw something wasn't right. He was walking and talking with his powers putting the temperature up and down with just a thought, i was getting annoyed. i used my stats power to see what powers he had, then i saw it. He hadn't taken EM from Mia, he'd taken Reality Warping!&lt;br /&gt;I approached him carefully when i called him down to the storage shed, he looked rather confused and scared.&lt;br /&gt;'oh my god she knows!' he thought.&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah, Sage, i know" i shot him with black electricity so i could weaken his power, he was cornered. Well almost. he had reality warping after all, he TKed me into the steal wall, it left a dent. i put alot of power into summoning a flamethrower and using a mixture of powers, i think i used a bit of all my powers. he lost his power, but i didn't take it. i was able to black lightning it away so that it wouldn't work for a VERY long time. there he was still alive. powerless. but there was a downside: we got a visit.&lt;br /&gt;Shifterx, Phaser and Mia might be dead. But there were a lot of people on Mia's team who are still loyal to her (like they had a choice). a girl of about 16, had walked in. She had blood lust in her eyes, she wasn't one of the people being controlled, it seemed as though she was like Mia's apprentice! she killed Sage with a wave of her hand, he had been sliced across the chest with a strong version of TK. She had the same power as me.&lt;br /&gt;"You are not gonna have fun when you take on me" she opened a black hole that begun sucking me in. i grabbed hold of an iron bar, she walked over to me. Her name was Lily-Anne Dago. i can see why she's evil, with a name like that i'd try to blow up the Eiffel tower.&lt;br /&gt;"you might be Auriss now, but its like a title if you think about it. when you let go i can be Auriss, and i can kill everyone, make everyone do as i say," she paused to loosen one of my fingers off the bar. "i can even play god" she whispered. the finger she had loosened shot black lightning at her. the hole closed and i  was on my feet, she had regained control of her powers quickly. she used aerokinesis to take all the air out of the shed, i couldn't breathe. i almost fainted when space manipulation happened of its own accord again, my hand had punched through her and the air returned.&lt;br /&gt;i walked back inside with bad bruises on my arms because things kept hitting me while they were being sucked into the hole, thats when Tayla asked me about the file. it was gone! i dont know if it was the black hole or the flamthrower but it was gone! the whole point that i got that file was so i could have the best powers and in the end AH still won! Mia had Aerokinesis and Shapeshifting on her side, she had reality warping and other really strong powers too! i failed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i told my friends all about Sage, and what happened to him. Omni had had the same dream as Precog, that i was being tortured by Mia and Jorge. well i dont think its gonna be MIA and Jorge i think its gonna be the remainders of Mia's followers (pretending to be her). this is far from over.&lt;br /&gt;"What are we supposed to do?" Elle asked what we were all thinking.&lt;br /&gt;"We keep going, Sage might have betrayed us and taken a power that he knew was very corruptive and dangerous. but we have to move forward" i answered.&lt;br /&gt;"but what about the dream?" Omni asked me, she was scared about what the future held for all of us. For a second i imagined what it would be like if i could see the future, i would do anything to make sure that what i saw in my dreams were good things.&lt;br /&gt;"We'll cross that bridge when we come to it" i answered.&lt;br /&gt;That was the end of the discussion.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3746790994207535416-1222441799214742239?l=villainsview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/feeds/1222441799214742239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2009/03/enemies-remain.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/1222441799214742239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/1222441799214742239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2009/03/enemies-remain.html' title='Enemies Remain'/><author><name>Boheme Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tXL5YzcwHzg/SeWn7mXY_LI/AAAAAAAAANc/VBeuzXkFsvY/S220/image_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3746790994207535416.post-4844243879478822137</id><published>2009-03-29T10:09:00.002+10:30</published><updated>2009-03-29T10:12:03.746+10:30</updated><title type='text'>Confusing</title><content type='html'>The Techpower Co. blog and my blog are not good at being in sync, so from now on i'm assigning someone who doesn't work with me that often to write on it. That way you wont have to jump back and forth between the 2 blogs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3746790994207535416-4844243879478822137?l=villainsview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/feeds/4844243879478822137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2009/03/confusing.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/4844243879478822137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/4844243879478822137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2009/03/confusing.html' title='Confusing'/><author><name>Boheme Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tXL5YzcwHzg/SeWn7mXY_LI/AAAAAAAAANc/VBeuzXkFsvY/S220/image_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3746790994207535416.post-6497961721230019226</id><published>2009-03-28T11:02:00.007+10:30</published><updated>2009-03-28T14:22:56.785+10:30</updated><title type='text'>The end of Amelia Tavara</title><content type='html'>When i got back to HQ Chan was being sedated, luckily Sage had spotted that he was acting weird, and his bronxe eyes. i walked into the shed out back, which was where we kept him, he tripped me and threw a bike at me, i TKed it back and knocked him out it. it was just when i did that when Mia, Shifterx and Phaser came in. Phaser came through a wall, Shifterx came through the air vent (as a cockroach) and Mia just appeared. i summoned Sage, Elle, and Shifter (who our medic healed, his name is Dave, he's 32).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elle went after the phaser, he went down a dark alley way&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tXL5YzcwHzg/Sc12s_PcLQI/AAAAAAAAAMs/4BqNGEr7hcg/s1600-h/180px-Powers_elle_zaps_peter_yet_again_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318037250256940290" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 140px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tXL5YzcwHzg/Sc12s_PcLQI/AAAAAAAAAMs/4BqNGEr7hcg/s200/180px-Powers_elle_zaps_peter_yet_again_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, Elle shot at him but it went through him. she kept chasing him, which brought her into a shop across the street, i got this off a security camera, that had been knocked off the wall (miraculasly it still worked).&lt;br /&gt;Shifter had to finish what she started with Shifterx, she made herself a cheetah and Shifterx copied, it had become like watching the discovery channel.&lt;br /&gt;Mia took both me and Sage to the old gravel tower in Texas. which was now close to ruins. I told Sage that this was his chance to hold more than just one power, he could copy Mia's EM, i told him to stay there though.. i used metal mimicry to make my arms swords. i filled them both with black, blue and red lightning. i charged at her at full speed, leaving a trail of fire behind me. i TKed her against a rock, i nullified her powers and stabbed the swords through her arms. I summoned Sage up, i knew he couldn't run fast enough to her before she died. She was crying out in pain because of the electricity, he touched her and copied her EM. i also snatched up her resurection power, but i let reality warping die with her.&lt;br /&gt;We sped back to HQ, where the fights were raging on, Ali said that she read that black lightning can make powers go away temporarily, i didn't know which Cheetah to hit it with though. I tried to use the stats power but it couldn't figure it out! i couldn't read their minds, so i just picked one, hoping for the best i shot it with black lightning, it turned back into Shifterx! Lucky!!!!!! i read there mind just to make sure it was really them, it was. Shifterx though powerless was not helpless. He'd been knocked out for a long time, but Chan had come to, still under Mia's command despite the fact that she was dead, he was able to dodge my bolts of lightning with ease, but he could'nt dodge my TK. i tried to stop Mia's command but it was like it was wired into his mind, with no indication that it would short circuit, i only had one choice: Kill him. i took his power and broke his neck with TK. Shifter had taken care of the now powerless Shifterx, both were dead. on the floor of our storage shed. But since the command died with him, and commands cant be brought back. I ressurected Chan, he was powerless, and couldn't copy any new skills but he still had the old ones!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elle was still Chasing the Phaser, this is her recap:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I had him, i had caught him off guard and managed to electrocute him to the ground. he twisted his ankle and couldn't phase through the fence, he was cornered in a garden. i approached him holding electricity in both hands, i knocked him out and dragged him back to HQ, i got a few weird looks while i was doing that but i explained it away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Cleo killed the Phaser while he was unconscious. she sent West, and Charlie to drop the bodies of Shifterx, and the Phaser in river.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;And thats what happened today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3746790994207535416-6497961721230019226?l=villainsview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/feeds/6497961721230019226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2009/03/end-of-amelia-tavara.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/6497961721230019226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/6497961721230019226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2009/03/end-of-amelia-tavara.html' title='The end of Amelia Tavara'/><author><name>Boheme Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tXL5YzcwHzg/SeWn7mXY_LI/AAAAAAAAANc/VBeuzXkFsvY/S220/image_1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tXL5YzcwHzg/Sc12s_PcLQI/AAAAAAAAAMs/4BqNGEr7hcg/s72-c/180px-Powers_elle_zaps_peter_yet_again_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3746790994207535416.post-1964750717010411826</id><published>2009-03-27T15:38:00.006+10:30</published><updated>2009-03-27T18:07:04.266+10:30</updated><title type='text'>I am Auriss</title><content type='html'>i had never been good at being nice, so when the opportunity aried for me to finally take on Mia in a real fight, i knew i had to pull out all the stops and destroy her once and for all. Thats why i had'nt posted for a couple of days,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we've been flat out with customers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; the fact that EM was Mia and that Jorge and 2 other people joined her came as surprise.&lt;br /&gt;I had gotten a text message saying that i had to go to old building where LA high once was.&lt;br /&gt;i knew it wasn't wise to go alone, i brought ALL my team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were waiting with anxiety when Jorge came through a nearby window, what followed was 3 others, one had climbed up using metal mimicry, they had jammed the metal spikes on their hands into the weak walls, they flipped in like they were eager to show they could actually do a flip. another (a boy of about 15)had phased through the floors above and another shifted from her original state: a locker. i knew that we had them out numbered but, Jorge cant be beaten. i told Sage that telepathicly, but he only suggested one thing: "The Haitian". he told me of a guy who could null powers, he worked for the company and Sage had also met him when he saved his life from a man named Sylar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I summoned The Haitian. i told him to null Jorges powers, he could probably sense the urgency in my voice. He did what i told.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shifter launched a a bear claw at the other Shifter (which i will just call Shifterx). but Shifterx retalited by turning into a huge diamond, the power of the claw coupled with the hardest substance on earth meant that Shifter had broken her hand. Elle shot electricity at the now human Shifterx, but shifter simply dodged it and came charging at her as a cheetah. Stan shot at the Cheetah to try and protect his partner, but instead Shifterx lunged at him, while Mia had a forcefield around her, Stan didn't stand a chance. But West and Charlie didn't know that, they both flew over and kicked the Cheetahs FF, Shifterxwent flying across the room. She went out the window, i saw a bird fly off but i'm not sure if thats was her. with all that stuff i forgot that i was supossed to be fighting! The Haitian couldn't hold jorge much longer, Mia was taking on everyone and the phaser had taken his toll on Ali, she couldn't shoot him cos she was too afraid that it would go through him and hit someone else. i sprung into action and just TKed Jorge out the window in time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mia, the phaser and the metal head her were left, well at least i thought that! Shifterx had come back and wanted to kill Shifter, i i TKed her to the wall and took her power (and life), only to lose it when Mia comes behind me! Elle had tried to knock her out, Charlie and West tried to stop her but when she gets going its hard to stop her! i immediatly though i just knew that we had &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tXL5YzcwHzg/ScyAPcyLMMI/AAAAAAAAAMk/oFrIvRMNp6Q/s1600-h/uluru.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317766262930747586" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 90px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 139px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tXL5YzcwHzg/ScyAPcyLMMI/AAAAAAAAAMk/oFrIvRMNp6Q/s200/uluru.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;to end this i told them all to run. Shifter was carried out by West and Ali was carried put by Charlie, Omni, Chan and everyone left. it was just me and Mia. she reality warped me to a sandy desert, i only did one thing: "I am Auriss" and sped around her at full speed, creating a sandstorm, i filled it with electricity, fire and surrounded it with a FF so she couldn't escape, sped in and punched through her chest, she died right there and then, i went back to HQ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got back and they all asked what happened i just said: "it was a real blow up"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3746790994207535416-1964750717010411826?l=villainsview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/feeds/1964750717010411826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-am-auriss.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/1964750717010411826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/1964750717010411826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-am-auriss.html' title='I am Auriss'/><author><name>Boheme Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tXL5YzcwHzg/SeWn7mXY_LI/AAAAAAAAANc/VBeuzXkFsvY/S220/image_1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tXL5YzcwHzg/ScyAPcyLMMI/AAAAAAAAAMk/oFrIvRMNp6Q/s72-c/uluru.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3746790994207535416.post-1454686284284921932</id><published>2009-03-25T19:44:00.002+10:30</published><updated>2009-03-25T19:46:39.115+10:30</updated><title type='text'>new blog</title><content type='html'>Our company opened a new blog, its in my name but we all post on it: &lt;a href="http://www.techpowerco.blogspot.com/"&gt;www.techpowerco.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt; Omni was the first to post, she explained the rules and everything. The blog will keep you up to date on the inner workings of Techpower while this blog tells you about what i'm doing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3746790994207535416-1454686284284921932?l=villainsview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/feeds/1454686284284921932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2009/03/new-blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/1454686284284921932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/1454686284284921932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2009/03/new-blog.html' title='new blog'/><author><name>Boheme Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tXL5YzcwHzg/SeWn7mXY_LI/AAAAAAAAANc/VBeuzXkFsvY/S220/image_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3746790994207535416.post-8835941157939267084</id><published>2009-03-24T15:45:00.009+10:30</published><updated>2009-03-24T18:11:54.839+10:30</updated><title type='text'>Dead or Alive?</title><content type='html'>I often compare my life to many things i've seen on TV, but today i thought about life in a different way. Like i was in a game of strategy, like &lt;em&gt;Starcraft&lt;/em&gt;, or &lt;em&gt;Chess&lt;/em&gt;. In both the goal is to win, and we try and think 2 steps ahead of our oppnents, only using special abilities such as invisibility and taking out the queen when we think its essential. Thinking of life like a game isn't always a good way to think, but when you've got as many powers as i have and even more crafty ways to use them, than it doesn't really matter how you think. You always win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jorge had reality warping, that much is true. So i can never be 100% sure if hes dead or not, all i know is that he wont underestimate me and my team, so i should be safe.&lt;br /&gt;Charlie was still talking about his encounter with West the flying boy, i wanted to take that kids power at some stage but with my TK getting so good, i dont really need it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Stan had gotten a text message from someone called "EM". I don't know what her power is and i dont know her connection to us, so dont ask. She said something about how "death isn't the end" or something. That was probably refering to Jorge, his power is too dangerous, its a wonder he hasn't killed me yet! Maybe i'm more useful to him alive...&lt;br /&gt;EM had connections, there was no doubt about that. I tried to summon Jorge, to see if he knew anything but (like the file) he wouldn't allow it to be that easy, that or he is actaully dead.&lt;br /&gt;"The best way to control a situation is by having the right controler", i was never clear on what that meant, but i think it means that i need the right people to control this situation. i needed all the "players" i could find, West included. I summoned him. I dont know what John did to him but it took alot of concentration to snap him out of it, thanks Playwrite for weakening the command.&lt;br /&gt;"What the hell is going on?!" he was shocked, he tried to fly away but i TKed him to the spot.&lt;br /&gt;"I need your help" i tried to look as desperate as i could but the reality was that he would help me whether he liked it or not.&lt;br /&gt;"Why would i help you?" he asked angrily, "after you tried to kill me!" I had no idea that he knew i was the same person who tried to kill him.&lt;br /&gt;"How'd you know that was me?" I really was curious. He held up his cell phone revealing a text he got from EM saying: "they're the same person"&lt;br /&gt;WHO THE HELL IS THIS PERSON!!!!!!!? i didn't know how to react to this new addition to the "texting/annoying Cleo" group, so i just TKed his phone out the window, it hit somone, needless to say, whoever got hit by that phone now has a preeety good phone!&lt;br /&gt;"Do you want to stop the government?"&lt;br /&gt;"yeah. who doesn't?"&lt;br /&gt;"Join us"&lt;br /&gt;I had won him over, he was reluctant if course, and he said that he would leave as soon as the government were gone. He needed a partner. we'd had customers coming in the last few days. Chan and Shifter had evaluated who would be suitable for the job, we called one in.&lt;br /&gt;"Whats this about?" a woman about my age asked, she was beautiful but she was also smart. she could be a planner for missions. There was a down side: she had a power. But i decided that she and West can be our trial team that has 2 specials.&lt;br /&gt;"Miss Bishop, we want to offer you a job" i said to her calmly.&lt;br /&gt;"Why?" she asked, confused. All she ever came to us for advice on money, apparently she used to have alot of it but after her dad died she had no clue on how to handle finances.&lt;br /&gt;"We own a company that specialises in people, like YOU" she was shocked. She leaped out of her chair and shot electricity at me, i used a forcefield to stop it.&lt;br /&gt;"No! i'm not going to do it again!" she explained to me, Chan, Shifter, Omni and Sage about these places called Pinehearst and Primatech, how they ruined peoples lives.&lt;br /&gt;"We have different views to them" Sage assured her.&lt;br /&gt;"thats what Arthur said! it all ends up the same!" Elle told us about a man called Sylar (this guy sounds like a real creep), and the company founders. not very good subjects, if we ended up like that then i would consider faking my death and opening up an anti-primatech too!&lt;br /&gt;"But we do!" Chan and Omni said in unison.&lt;br /&gt;i knew that she knew alot more about the companies than she wished to say, for her sake i stayed out of her head.Then i noticed that her aura was different to other specials, like it had been dead, then it was alive again, like someone healed it. despite what you may think, when you die and come back to life your aura is never restored because its meant to be dead. hers was partially restored. i asked her if she had died and come back to life.&lt;br /&gt;she had that look of 'how did you know?' on her face, "yeah, i was teleported by some japanese guy, with Sylar. he started to cut open my head, after that was a blur. all i saw was some girl a little younger than me fly off, i could smell smoke. i guess i came to the conclusion that through some miracle Claire had healed me and flew off with West" I proceeded to ask who Claire is, Elle only said that she and her were like a hate eachother with a passion/mutual respect when they dont try and kill eachother and something about how Claire couldn't die, (which meant that Elles attempts at killing her were probably unsuccesful). Those two are kinda like Mia and i if you think about it. Then i thought of it! Mia healed her! she had healing on her "list" from when i was going over her stats and she could probably restore an aura, because she had the power to take them! why not the power to give them back? thankyou Mia! Elle seems competant enough to be an agent. she had also had training for the occupation.&lt;br /&gt;West and her were a no go though! upon being in the same room together i had to null their powers so they didn't kill eachother! dont know whats going on there. I just asked them why they hated eachother, West could find a pretty pathetic reason: tried to capture Claire, maybe kill her. The girl cant die! Elle just said that he got in her way. Since i'm a prize negotiater they were partners with only a little hatred towards eachother in no time at all. I dont know what i said, but i rarely do when it comes to this stuff, people just listen to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After today, with EM warning us about things that she cant possibly know anything about or even be connected to. She must have an ability, but what is it?&lt;br /&gt;After seeing that someone can come back from the dead, aura and all i wonder if anything is ever actually dead. or if you want the darker look on it: is anyone ever really alive? geez! look at what i'm sounding like! though i could've assigned Elle or West to be Stans partner i'm having fun being a field agent, but as soon as we get a normal person on board, i'll go back to being office ridden. Theres still tension and dislike between Elle and West.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3746790994207535416-8835941157939267084?l=villainsview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/feeds/8835941157939267084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2009/03/dead-or-alive.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/8835941157939267084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/8835941157939267084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2009/03/dead-or-alive.html' title='Dead or Alive?'/><author><name>Boheme Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tXL5YzcwHzg/SeWn7mXY_LI/AAAAAAAAANc/VBeuzXkFsvY/S220/image_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3746790994207535416.post-3511019642619655897</id><published>2009-03-23T17:18:00.003+10:30</published><updated>2009-03-23T18:19:16.906+10:30</updated><title type='text'>Reality Check</title><content type='html'>Upon reading about John and Jorge on Damians blog i knew i had to act fast. I told Shifter, Sage, Chan, and Omni. Omni said that she had a dream that i was lying on the ground dead, she begged me to just go along with Jorge and Johns plan but the kind of power that those two have should'nt be allowed in this world!&lt;br /&gt;Reality warping is one of the strongest powers ever, it probably would be in the file, but Jorge seems crafty, he could've 'deleted' it from the the file. Illusion and telepathy are the only powers that give me at least a bit of leverage. I sent Jorge and Stan on a mission to find a special, there wasn't actually a special, it was a trick. I could hear them leaving, that was the power i had taken, not Johns persuasion, but superhearing. It was 100 times louder then it should've been. The trainyard was a perfect place to take out Jorge, so i technopathed him a text message to go there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stan was informed of the plan, he had his gun at the ready when he pretended to check a building, he actually ran up the stairs to the 7th floor and was watching the event unfold from the window.&lt;br /&gt;I hid inside a traincar, watching him. I created an illusion of John, Jorge would listen to him. He told him to warp reality so that Amelia was alive. i used telepathy to make him do it. Amelia was alive and kicking, she wondered what was going on. I told her with a telepathic message. She was reluctent, but she did help. From what Howard had told me, Amelia turned out to an empath who only used aura taking when Howard was around. This empath stuff meant that she should have reality warping.&lt;br /&gt;Jorge asked my illusion of John why he had to bring Amelia back.&lt;br /&gt;"Because, how else can we have the upper hand?" 'John' dissapeared, Jorge was bewildered, and confused as to what was taking place.&lt;br /&gt;Amelia warped reality so that were in a crowded place, of course she included me in the reality, i hid in dumpster. Jorge couldn't use any powers that could make the public know of specials, the only way to combat her was telepathically. The stats power i had showed that Mia was good at telepathy, which brought me to phase 2 of my plan. When you use telepathy your mind is very vulnerable, especially your hearing. i created a series of loud bangs that only Jorge could hear. He tried to reality warp them away, but he didn't know how he could, he didn't know what to get rid of. Amelia warped us back to the trainyard, Jorge was still recovering from the noise, i electricuted him. I nodded to Stan to pull the trigger on him, Stan is pretty good at aiming! he shot him right in the head!&lt;br /&gt;'"What do we do now?" Stan asked, exitedly. He really liked being an agent.&lt;br /&gt;"We kill Cleo of course" Mia , answered. there was a sense of 'i really mean it' in her voice. She TKed me into a train car, i phased through and left a clone there. instead she killed a well crafted clone. I killed her swiftly by freezing her like last time. I thought i'd killed her, but she had reality warping! she flew off. I knew it would be impossible to catch her. She is an empath who just really wants to get back at me, she's not truly evil, i wouldn't worry about what she can do with RW. The point is the Jorge is finally dead. As all that was going through my mind i tuned back in-&lt;br /&gt;"what can we do about Amelia?" Stan asked, his exited agent look was no longer showing. he was dead serious.&lt;br /&gt;"She wont do anything, shes an empath. If she does anything with that power it'll be making things better" i answered.&lt;br /&gt;"Whos gonna be my partner now?" since i was bored just sitting in my office all day i told him: "I will." Ali and Charlie, her partner arrived, asking if everything went smoothly. and well nothing happened after that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3746790994207535416-3511019642619655897?l=villainsview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/feeds/3511019642619655897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2009/03/reality-check.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/3511019642619655897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/3511019642619655897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2009/03/reality-check.html' title='Reality Check'/><author><name>Boheme Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tXL5YzcwHzg/SeWn7mXY_LI/AAAAAAAAANc/VBeuzXkFsvY/S220/image_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3746790994207535416.post-2398615107212324735</id><published>2009-03-22T16:14:00.002+10:30</published><updated>2009-03-22T16:44:41.315+10:30</updated><title type='text'>The Refugee</title><content type='html'>2 posts in one day, well this happened just after i posted last time:&lt;br /&gt;As you may have read on Damien West's blog, he is staying in LA with me and my friends. Yes i am helping someone, but its for a good/bad reason, i'm helping him kill someone. John, you know the evil guy with persuasion? Well anyways, when Damien came through the door i was eating some potato chips, which i kept eating while he was telling me about powers and how much he was gonna throttle John. He asked me to locate him, easier said than done. The guy control anyone, i needed to tread carefully. Telepathy is a handy power, superspeed+Telepthy+ enhanced vision= Finding John. I knew that John would probably reside somewhere there were alot of people to control, which meant NY, he could make anyone do anything, he couldn't be blamed if they hung themselves or robbed a store. It was new york!&lt;br /&gt;My leg and my arm were feeling much better so i knew i would be able to combat him as long as he didn't spot me. I had breifly met John so i knew who to look for. I was invisible and hovering just over the empire state building when i saw him buying an ice cream and not paying for it. i swooped down, and nulled his power as i went, i swooped him up easily. Somehow he persuaded me stop using TK, which meant that i went into a pretty fast decent. lucky i have telepathy and could put a stop to that! we remained on course, he was being difficult. I took his ability, and threatened to drop him into a lake we were passing over. That shut him up.&lt;br /&gt;we landed on the doorstep of HQ, he tried to run now that his feet were firmly on the ground, i TKed him back. i took him inside to Damien. Damien took him to an old shed out the back that i stashed the file of all the best powers. I don't know what went on down there, but i could tell that Damien was happy with himself when he walked in my office.&lt;br /&gt;"Thanks for locating him" he said happily. "You can take my powers now" he had longing in his eyes but i could tell that only one power needed to be gone.&lt;br /&gt;"keep psychokinesis, i'll take inituitive aptitude" i told him. He warned me about it, "i can handle it, plus i don't have a hunger for power, i'm more the have fun with power type."&lt;br /&gt;I removed his inituitive apt and saw that my watch was broken, i opened it and fixed it quickly, IA is the power to understand, i can use that!&lt;br /&gt;Damien is staying for a while longer, so Stan now has a partner! i like this company, it brings people together. I'm smart enough to know that running a business is hard, but i took a business class back in high school, i failed but i still took it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3746790994207535416-2398615107212324735?l=villainsview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/feeds/2398615107212324735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2009/03/refugee.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/2398615107212324735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/2398615107212324735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2009/03/refugee.html' title='The Refugee'/><author><name>Boheme Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tXL5YzcwHzg/SeWn7mXY_LI/AAAAAAAAANc/VBeuzXkFsvY/S220/image_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3746790994207535416.post-6232026027735676920</id><published>2009-03-22T12:16:00.011+10:30</published><updated>2009-03-22T13:42:30.344+10:30</updated><title type='text'>Powerful Dreams</title><content type='html'>Just before i start this post i though i should say that my name is still Elle Mode, but this time i'm more "hot receptionist" than "supermodel", that's enough change so that the government wont recognise me, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a world like this you start to wonder if its all just a fantasy you're living out because you fell asleep during english class again. But i had a rather weird drea&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tXL5YzcwHzg/ScWmRjeq0vI/AAAAAAAAAMA/0_EvJ3irFbI/s1600-h/helix3.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;m last night, it felt so real but it wasn't. Thats a good thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sage, Omni and Chan were staying in my apartment (thats not the dream) and Shifter was guarding Techpower HQ (but thats not the dream). i was dreaming my normal dream: that i went to a high school that was as chaotic as St Trinians. When i was in the middle of kissing a cute guy i snuck into the school i disappeared. I was standing there and i could see Howard murdering a girl that i recognised: Ali. it was one of those dreams where you couldn't talk and couldn't move. It was horrible, he was using TK to slit her arms and head. The blood spattered on my clothes. I woke up, to see the blood on my clothes, i ran to the mirror, but it wasn't showing on the mirror, i didn't want to wake up the others, i silently freaked out. I kept checking the mirror and trying to make myself see the blood, i wiped my hand on my shirt only to see that the blood wasn't really there, it was fake. Howard stepped out from the shadows and said: "i'm warning you" and he and the blood disappeared.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i limped to the couch and pondered what to do, the dream replayed over and over in my mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I fell into a light and tortered sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I woke up early the next morning and sped to NY, and got into Ali's room to wake her up, we sped to LA. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i explained to her what was going on, and why i had to get her. She believed me, well she and i might not be blood related but shes still my sister, so of course she believed me. i showed her Techpower, which we all decided would be a company that consults people in finance, legal and personal problems. It was a great way to get recruits and for me to find EHs (to recruit! not kill!, well maybe if their powers are good...) We had bought filing cabnets which we put the helix on, and we also have the symbol in our sign and we have it as our logo: &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tXL5YzcwHzg/ScWeCrnZIMI/AAAAAAAAALw/_zUeRDm5u80/s1600-h/powertech+SIGN.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315828704085614786" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 169px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 130px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tXL5YzcwHzg/ScWeCrnZIMI/AAAAAAAAALw/_zUeRDm5u80/s200/powertech+SIGN.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tXL5YzcwHzg/ScWp4ogK8iI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/tXLq3Q9kWhM/s1600-h/Helix2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315841725590860322" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 100px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 116px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tXL5YzcwHzg/ScWp4ogK8iI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/tXLq3Q9kWhM/s200/Helix2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The eye in the middle is meant as our unique vision, Omni's dreams, my enhanced sight and our own views on the world. The symbol looks good huh? "You have the power, use it" we put a sly reference to our powers in there, we also figured that we can motivate people, or whatever, that was Omni's idea, she's really "deep" and "meaningful" all the time.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tXL5YzcwHzg/ScWmg_HVUqI/AAAAAAAAAMI/iiyU688St7c/s1600-h/helix3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315838020808954530" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 74px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 114px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tXL5YzcwHzg/ScWmg_HVUqI/AAAAAAAAAMI/iiyU688St7c/s200/helix3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways we all have necklaces with the symbols on them, and we now had Ali on our team.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ali is dim-witted, but she can invent anything, we paired her with Stan, just until we can find another recruit who has powers. "One of us one of them" Sage always says, apparently he'd heard that term when his dad worked at a place called Primatech Paper, he says he always pretended that he that place was actually a secret spy organisation. thats what gave him the idea for Techpower Co. Stan was very good at firearms, and was also very persuasive, 2 good things in an agent.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i went out to find specials with Ali, which brought us to a train yard. We had followed a man who could fly. We made it to the train car we saw him enter, only to see Howard had knocked him out. He hadn't taken his power, he had just knocked him out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"I warned you" he said. He tried TK me against against a wall, but i used TK to stop myself from hitting. He used that paralysis power that i hate. I was standing there watching him kill my sister, i couldn't stand it electrcity started to flow throuh my arms, i couldn't help it, i could feel the ground shaking, i TKed cement out of the ground and bashed Howard over the head with it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i told Ali to run, she refused to leave, she grabbed a gun out of her jacket and began frantically shooting at Howard, he melted the gun and threw Ali into a train car and locked the door, the electricity that had been building up in my arms saw Howard be blown away. I walked over to him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"i would take your powers, but why would i want anything owned by you?" i slit his throat using TK. and unlocked the train car door. Ali walked out with a few bruises but she was ok. The special we had come for was awake, we asked him if he wanted to help us create a company that would one day become heroes to all specials, he agreed. Ali had a partner and Howard was dead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since Howard had already died in this city, i summoned a can of kerosene and tipped it over his body, i ignited it with electricity. Ali caught a ride with her flying man, and i sped back to HQ. now i'm writing this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3746790994207535416-6232026027735676920?l=villainsview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/feeds/6232026027735676920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2009/03/powerful-dreams.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/6232026027735676920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/6232026027735676920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2009/03/powerful-dreams.html' title='Powerful Dreams'/><author><name>Boheme Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tXL5YzcwHzg/SeWn7mXY_LI/AAAAAAAAANc/VBeuzXkFsvY/S220/image_1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tXL5YzcwHzg/ScWeCrnZIMI/AAAAAAAAALw/_zUeRDm5u80/s72-c/powertech+SIGN.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3746790994207535416.post-1043320876694578079</id><published>2009-03-21T11:40:00.004+10:30</published><updated>2009-03-21T16:05:58.741+10:30</updated><title type='text'>Company People</title><content type='html'>i seemed to have calmed down after Sage (isn't "Sage" a herb or something?) and Co. tracked me down and proposed an idea for a company that was run by EH's for BOTH evolved humans's and normal humans. They seemed to have taken on what i said about not telling people about what we can do, they wanted to create a company that could help, but did things that were "questionable" (by that they mean good and bad factors are mixed and matched.)&lt;br /&gt;I kinda like the idea, but how do we open up a organisation like that? They told me that Chan and Omni had gotten alot of money off the stock market and by betting on horse races, they had a good amount of money to start a small business that could grow into a global corporation. I agreed, its not like i cant get out of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An old building was for sale, it was a real piece of junk but we could fix it up, we bought it. because it was so damn cheap and the owner wanted it gone ASAP we didn't have to wait too long to get full ownership of the dump.&lt;br /&gt;We had a place and Chan was able to get into the roof to get rid of the spiders. I used phasing and TK to get a few supplies up there (electrical things, weaponry i summoned from... wherever, etc.) I summoned up A LOT of money, each of us went out and bought things to go in "The Dump" as we called it.&lt;br /&gt;Sage bought state of the art computers for each of us, Chan bought each of us business cards. He also got a big whiteboard and bought security cameras.&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, Shifter was busy buying a coffee machine and a few TVs for us to keep track of the world (and watch our fave shows.) Omni was a practical person so she bought things like microwaves, lightbulbs and other basic needs.&lt;br /&gt;Those were all things i could've summoned up, but i needed the time to speed off to New York, NY to visit Ali, i had stopped for a bite to eat when who should bump into but Steve! Or Stu? He politley says : "Hello" I took a wild guess and said: "Hi, Steve" he looked like he was confused.&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, sorry. Stu" I say. But i didn't quite have the name yet.&lt;br /&gt;"Its, Stan. Thanks for remembering the first 2 letters of my name" i laughed.&lt;br /&gt;I started to flame up my hand so that he would run off and get outta my hair, (i was in a rush) when the government comes blowing through! i could tell that Steve would be caught because he was talking to me, i couldn't let an innocent person get captured, i grabbed his arm, but just before i was about to speed off i got shot in the leg! i had never had to really fight my way out of a government attack before. I used electricity to stun a few while a few others were fried. That only one left was Rachel Mills, she wasn't hesitent to teleport away before i could zap her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I turned invisible and flew both me and Stan back to HQ, Stan could be our first agent!!!&lt;br /&gt;He and i got back to see that the dump was fixed up nicely, i explained to Stan about what was going on, he asked if we were spies, Chan liked the idea and said that he is. We had just finished setting up all our computer gizmo's when there was a knock on the door. Howard. I Tked him outside on to the street, we both made ourselves invisible and picked up where we left off in Texas.&lt;br /&gt;He was far superior, and i hadn't had any time to locate any Tavara's that could help. He had me against a wall, he was slowly choking me, like Darth Vader. I used metal mimicry to make my hand a sword, i filled it with electricity, the electric bolts were flowing through it like a lightsaber. I used my free hand to shoot flames, he wasn't expecting it and he dropped me. My leg was still hurting so you can imagine what being dropped 4 feet off the ground can do.&lt;br /&gt;I could barely move, the pain was so intense. I stayed invisible. Sage, Chan, Shifter and Omni were out in a flash, Sage must've mimicked my supersight at some point, he could see Howard. Chan couldn't see him, but you can tell that he was ready to take him out as soon as he did. Shifter saw that most people were occupied by my blood slowly trickling down the street. Shifter turned into an Eagle, and began to fly high in the sky waiting to swoop down at Howard as soon as he was visible. Omni, used her talent for seeing the unseen. and knew that it was about to rain. It poured down and the people who were interested at looking at my blood ran to their cars, and into nearby stores. i could see that Howard was walking toward me, Omni too could see him because of the rain on him. she told Chan where he was, and instantly he was using every move he knew to fight Howard. Howard laughed at Chan like he was a puppy trying to be hunter and Tked him to the ground, he cried out in pain as i saw his ankle was either broken or fractured, either way he couldn't get up. Omni was good at throwing things and started ditching anything she could at Howard, he looked slightly annoyed, i knew that Shifter was about to come down and swoop him,. She was right on que and i used CK, to freeze the water on Howard just after she had distracted him. He was frozen there, shifter landed and turned back into a person. She helped me up, so i could finish the job, i was about to do so when Howard exploded out of the ice. Angry as hell, too. he TKed Omni and Shifter away and headed towards me. He held me up and began twisting my arm, yelling at me to tell him where i hid the file. i forced myself to think about something else, so all he got was "take me on the floor" by The Veronicas. He was about to TK my head off. I raised my hand and begun feebly trying to to stab him with my electric sword (which was electrictuing me at that point).&lt;br /&gt;He sniggered and said: "what are you gonna do with that? Stab me?" i nodded, trying to look confident. he laughed, "do you think you can do your trick before i can do mine?" i hadn't any strength left, my sword turned back into a hand he was about to take off my head, when shots rang out. The next thing i saw was Howard lying on the ground with 2 bullets in his chest. He was dead. I looked up to see Stan kneeling next to me, saying: "found your gun supply" i smiled and passed out, just before i passed out i saw Sage was on the ground being tended to by Omni and Shifter, he must've pissed off Howard, just before "Mr. Auran" died&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i'm sitting in bed with a bandaged arm, and an aching leg. I couldn't believe that the guy i wanted to stop talking to, ended up being the guy who saved my life. I'm watching the news report on Howards death, i couldn't believe he was dead. I still had my doubts about whether he actually was, but if he isn't dead i think he'll think twice before messing with TechPower Co. again!&lt;br /&gt;The Auriss is TKing out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3746790994207535416-1043320876694578079?l=villainsview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/feeds/1043320876694578079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2009/03/company-people.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/1043320876694578079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/1043320876694578079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2009/03/company-people.html' title='Company People'/><author><name>Boheme Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tXL5YzcwHzg/SeWn7mXY_LI/AAAAAAAAANc/VBeuzXkFsvY/S220/image_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3746790994207535416.post-4867329243565962609</id><published>2009-03-20T16:04:00.004+10:30</published><updated>2009-03-21T13:30:57.256+10:30</updated><title type='text'>Enemies and Allies</title><content type='html'>I'm writing this through technopathy, in a lush hotel room, but theres still a sense of uncertainty.&lt;br /&gt;I was at work and Howard walked up to the counter asking me if i got the message, i couldn't care less about WHO was watching, i TKed him to the wall and began taking his aura, but then out of nowhere he used that weird space manipulation that i have to punch me out! i woke up in a familiar place: Texas. I was at that old gravel tower that idiotic girl jump off while some guy was taping her.&lt;br /&gt;Howard told me that i was always the good daughter, and he never should've left me. He was telling the truth but i didn't care, i wanted to kill him but i couldn't move, i was at the top of the gravel tower and i was imobilised He told me of his disgust that Amelia turned out to be an empath, and i told him of my disgust that he is so evil. He glared at me and suddenly i could move, he told me to stand up, i did it before i knew it. He then told me: "Fight to the death" i obeyed, i couldn't help it, i obeyed!&lt;br /&gt;He teleported around and he told me to catch him as if it were game, i shot fire at him but he was always gone before it got to him then i remembered that certain things are used for battles, i ran through a list in my mind of elements that can help, i needed something highly reactive, hydrogen! i summoned up 2 tanks of hydrogen and placed each i one somewhere around the tower i then used TK to open the tanks and out came the Hydrogen, i used enhanced vision and held my breath, i could see the hydrogen and once it had spread, i fired up, BOOM!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;i dont know where Howard was but i think i heard him scream i sped faster than i ever had before, then i saw red and when i stopped i saw the tower from a distance, it was just before it had exploded, then bang! and i saw a blurry figure speeding through and then they dissapeared, i... i think i might have travelled back in time! but how? Special relativity? i continued to run back to NY but when i got there i saw the government were watching it, i sped somewhere else, somewhere safe. I sped to Beverly Hills! it was semi safe and i guess i wanted to shop for new clothes. i had stopped in an alley way to catch my breath when 4 people approached me, each one with code names, the guy who looked about 19 (who had a power) called himself "Sage" who could repilcate peoples powers, the girl on his left (Shifter) looked about the same age, they all looked around the same age. she could turn into animals, like an animorph except her power was situation based, whichever animal could help the situation she turned into it out of instinct, the boy on Sage's right was called Chan, he could mimic things like martial arts, and the last one (a girl who could stare daggers at you without a reason) called herself Omni, she could dream the future and the past. That last one sounds like a good power but i've since got through that phase of wanting to know what happens next. They told me that they were like a mob of people trying to make the world know who the EH's are, i declined, i didn't want to have that much attention, they began to push i told them no, they still wouldn't listen to me i TK'ed them on to one of the roofs above me and sped off, Sage was the only one who attempted to catch up, i had his number (in case i changed my mind) i sped off and telepathed my way into a lush hotel room, i'm living it up but i think that someone's watching me, thats why i'm using technopathy to post, i dont want them to see the blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tempest, you should totally come down here! you can help me get better at my powers, bring your friends, i wont kill them dont worry, i'm considering joining up with you is all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3746790994207535416-4867329243565962609?l=villainsview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/feeds/4867329243565962609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-writing-this-through-technopathy-in.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/4867329243565962609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746790994207535416/posts/default/4867329243565962609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://villainsview.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-writing-this-through-technopathy-in.html' title='Enemies and Allies'/><author><name>Boheme Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tXL5YzcwHzg/SeWn7mXY_LI/AAAAAAAAANc/VBeuzXkFsvY/S220/image_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
