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Ruining an Art Exhibit
Topic Started: May 18 2010, 01:07 PM (328 Views)
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ic: John walked into the art museum chewing on a piece of gum. He was part of a large crowd that were here to look at the various ancient pieces. Personally, he considered everything other than the status to be wastes of time. The status were a waste of time too, but at least those had "substance". You could touch that, feel that, smash heads on that. A painting was like a thesis so poorly written people didn't have a clue what you were saying.

So, if he thought the entire show was utter crap, why was he here? He had no idea. He had so much to do really, that he didn't have hours to spend here. But than, what could he do? His body had pulled him here, his instincts had told him to come. Given he had just been hit by a radio quantic beam, chances are any instincts he felt were crap. But still, he might as well follow through on them. Such was life after all. When you had no time at all, you wasted hours on a whim.
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He wasn't sure why, but as he moved along, he took careful note of all the security cameras. Well, he scanned the walls with his eyes, looking at the bland paintings of epic fail. And the only things that actually stood out were the cameras. He wasn't sure what kind of idiot was in charge of security that he would set the watch cameras so that they were the most interesting objects on the walls... it must have helped the criminals. Wonder why there are so many guards here. Seriously, there is a mass of them. And so many of them were Mexicans. Yuck. Who hired Mexican guards? You were more likely to have stuff stolen by them then protected by them.

Why am I... Yuck.

He suddenly turned around and rushed into the rest room, emptying the contents of his stomach into the first stall he came across. Well, actually he ended up emptying them onto the chest of the woman who was using the stall. Because those damn sexist bastards who had designed this building had made the female bathroom more accessible than the male bathroom. Thank fully, there were only the two of them in the bathroom... and somehow chance had made me puke in the only one out of ten stalls that was occupied... and it wasn't even closest to the door.
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The lady's shock lasted for a second or two, but then she would jump up to scream at the top of her lungs. Well, she would try. John reacted on instinct, grabbing both her shoulders, and holding her down. If only he could shove something down her mouth. Something to keep her quite, to muffle any noise she made... not necessarily kill her, but give her amnesia at least... but there was nothing, except, the puke. And you couldn't suffocate people on puke. Not unless it moved on its own, as a life form.

A smashing head ache made him close his eyes as he fell back on his bum, both his hands holding his head. He could hear just fine, but he thought he had gone deaf. He couldn't hear the scream he was expecting. All he could hear was a muffled, strangled sound. And then a puff. Then, suddenly, the head ache was gone. Opening his eyes, he found the lady, suffocated, with a bit of puke leaking out of her mouth. His puke, probably, considering it was gone from his shirt. With the way her head lay, her neck appeared broken, specifically smashed outward in a ring like shape. What... the hell.

He felt dizzy as he struggled to his feet, unsure of what to do. A quick glance told him that there were no cameras in the bathroom at least. But that was no good. There were definitely cameras that monitored his entering here... unless he could hide this death, make it happen elsewhere, he was doomed. He was a murderer, and he didn't know how he did it. Why, god, why. Couldn't you send me an instruction manual along with this power?
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Okay, what the hell! What the hell! No, calm down, and think.

The camera recorded him, but that wasn't the end of things. He didn't look directly at the camera, and making out his face shouldn't be possible. He was educated enough to know the limits of technology. It couldn't up the resolution magically using any technology what so ever, to show his face. And it had low FPS. He couldn't depend on it being black and white though. So, what he needed now, was a change of clothing... No, that was hopeless... he couldn't just ask for miracles...

But than, on the floor was the cape he had been preparing at home. What the... whatever. He really didn't have time to figure this one out. Shoving the women into the stall, he moved back in, and quickly locked the door. He deposited her into the toiled so that her feet wouldn't show, so that there were only one pair of feet in case someone checked. hmmm... this position is rather kinky. Well, no time to rape the corpse. That tended to leave DNA evidence. As if there wasn't already enough of that. Well, the corpse is still warm...

After half an hour of hard work, John found himself dressed in his villain costume, with the chick tied up by his clothing. Given how long he took with it, the job was done to his satisfaction. Now that he had the disguise on though, he needed to figure out a way to get out of here. And then dump the corpse. I'm gonna need a diversion.
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Okay, now, if he walked out like this, that would be a disaster... he needed some sort of diversion... But what could cause a diversion? All he had to work with was water... maybe if he had some chemicals that produced toxic gas on contact with water? No, toxic gas was no good. How about smoke? Yes, smoke could hide him for a short while for sure. What could make smoke though? How would he get it? Just as the names of the chemicals that could be found back at the lab came to his mind, large quantities of them appeared in front of him. Okay, I'm going to need to get more used to this ability...

So, apparently he could produce stuff with his mind. Or was it summon? Well, he didn't have time to figure that out. He needed an exit strategy... no, time was the one thing he had.... he needed a perfect plan that would give him a complete exit... so, he would need, say, some base to melt the body. Something of pH 14 or higher... Nope, nothing appeared. Something felt wrong. He could name the chemical he wanted, but not where it was. Of course... because it wasn't at the lab back home... I'm going to need to buy some of that. Well, I know where it is at... could I take it from there? As he thought, large quantities of the stuff he wanted would appear. Okay, so apparently he could also steal display items. Could he also stealth the 10k jewel he wanted? Nope, nothing happened... so, there was a limit on what he could take like this then.

Well, whatever. Quickly dumping the base producing chemicals on the women's body - and parts of the floor - he began to contemplate the next task. Getting enough water onto her body to completely melt all evidence.
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By this time, the guards had responded (rather late, mind you) to the woman's cries for help a while ago. They had seen a male enter the woman's bathroom, but were incompetant enough that they only got concerned after half an hour.

No lawsuit, no lawsuit! the two rent-a-cops were chanting under their breath as they stormed into the bathroom, pulling out their firearms. Come out with your hands up! Guard number one said, trying to sound authoratative. Sure, he was just copying the cliche he heard on TV all the time, but maybe it worked?
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Bloody hell!

John muttered under his breath as the cops broke in. He had finally gotten an idea of what he was supposed to do here. And now two guys - probably more illegal than John's actions - were pointing guns at him. How they had gotten word of what was going on when he was sure there had been no scream, he wasn't certain. But this wasn't looking pretty. Now had they arrived a few minutes earlier, this would have been all kinds of awkward. Well, he was an innocent undergrad who had just been act in the acts of murder and defiling. But what college student didn't do those things? Total discrimination. They must have been jealous because he was racially superior to them.

Raising his hands, he looked at the two guards. He had enough acid to destroy three bodies. Well, he only needed to destroy one. The other two didn't have his DNA. Even with this one, unless they had him as a suspect, they couldn't track him. But he wasn't willing to risk it. Water... I need water... oh, right, the sprinkler system. So, technically what he needed now was a bit of smoke. That would be enough to destroy evidence. It just happened to be rather difficult to produce smoke while guns were pointed at you.

"You surrender? I accept."
Edited by kitty, May 19 2010, 01:15 AM.
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The guards had charged in pretty much on the assumption that there was a gentleman revealing himself in the lady's room. But what they walked in on was much worse- a dead body in a bathroom stall. They were aware enough that no one had really been in or out of that bathroom for a while, so the boy's presence would be sufficient to try him. Especially with that crooked ADA.

But they were very confused why they were the ones whom were supposed to surrender. Boy, you got this all wrong guard two said, We're the ones with the guns, and you're the peeping Tom with a dead body in the bathroom. Now get on the ground and keep your hands on your head!
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ooc: Not sure if statues are within limit of what can be summoned... if not I will edit...

ic: John wasn't really listening to them. He was trying to remember how it was that he had killed the girl... Not like he wanted a repeat, but he needed that ability to drop these two dead. Just wish for the ability? Well, they wanted him on the floor. Sadly, he needed to add now. Thankfully this museum exhibit had statues. And he had spent time looking and remembering them. Now, it was time to put things to the test.

Inside of the exhibit, a statue of Poseidon would suddenly disappear. It now sat in the bathroom stall, between the two cops and the man of the elite race, blocking sight of the two groups from each other. Now... MOVE!!! The statue did move. Which was great. Having a larger than human sized stone statue swinging a massive stone trident was bad ass. Especially since the first to likely be hit by it were the cops. That the statue decided to do a full circular arc with its swing, wasn't all that great. Thankfully, since he was behind the statue, he had time to duck... barely. The walls of the stalls on either side were destroyed though. Okay, perhaps I should give more precise instructions than "beat two inferiorities to death" next time.

"Okay, I surrender."
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OOC: You could have just summoned their guns to disarm them. And i imagine an art museum would have statues nearby.

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The guards opened fire, startled. But their bullets were little more than an annoyance to the statue, whom knocked them against the wall with one swing, rendering them unconscious.
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ooc: Yes, I could have... but we are dealing with an RPC just discovering his powers... can't expect him to know all the tricks already...

ic: Well, that was an amusing experience. He sighed as he got up, making the statue smash down with its weapon onto the heads of the two cops. After all, there was always time for a bit of community service. Now, he needed water. And his head was hurting a bit already. Crud, don't has much time.

Sighing a bit, he quickly had the statue smash all toilets in range. Now if everything went as planned, water would spill out onto the chemicals, and start burning the evidence - not fire burn, more like melting - and start producing smoke... which would start the sprinkler system to speed up both processes... if everything went as planned. If not, well, first he needed a chocolate shake.

And now that he had an In-n-Out chocolate shake in his mouth, he waited to see how this would turn out.
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No more guards or police would show up for a long time, which would allow an easy escape for the vandal.
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Well, okay, so now there was a bit of smoke, and the sprinkler system had turned on. Which was increasing both the amount of smoke, and base rapidly. Now, all he needed to do was to figure out how he was supposed to break out of here. Well, that shouldn't be too hard... Bathrooms had windows meaning they usually looked outside.

He quickly approached the window, and looked out, as well as inside, observing the condition of the wall. The statue could likely break it down, but that would leave too much evidence. As if there wasn't enough of that. If only I could be outside... He had barely had the thought, looking out the window, before he was standing outside the wall... somehow, he had apparently moved through the wall.

What... the... hell... I can summon stuff? bring stuff to life? Teleport? Or is it self summoning? Hell, what exactly is summoning defined anyway?
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Well, he needed to get rid of that damned head ache first... which meant, he needed to stop animating the statue. Strangely, that didn't take much effort. He only slightly collapsed in the back alley from exhaustion. So, what now. If I go like this, I will be noticed. If I take off the mask, someone might remember my face.

Well, it wasn't like it was all bad. He could teleport after all. Now, he just had to think it and he would reappear back in his room... back in his room... reappear back in his room... Okay, so it wasn't working. Maybe he needed to aim slower... Appear inside of that car at the end of the street... the car at the end of the street... appear there... Maybe he was still going too far? Appear at the end of the street... No? Appear one building away... still no? Appear half a building away... yes, that worked.

So, I can teleport... about 5 meters. %#$& this is useless.

Yes, because his ability to barely change his location would help me escape... I'm totally boned, aren't I? He thought as he took off the cape and hat, using the cape to tie the hat around his waist. Thinking, the whole time on how to get away from here.
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Wait... Can't I just ride a bike out of here?

Having come up with the stunningly bright idea to just produce a motorcycle out of thin air, he proceeded to do so. Now, who sells motorcycles? Where? It needs to be a place where it comes with key and helmet. It took him a while to think of a good place. But once he did, he had a bike. Probably some poor fella who was about to take it for a test ride was now screwed. Oh, well. That was his problem.

Putting on the helmet, John took off the mask, careful to take it off as he put the helmet on, so he wouldn't reveal his face to anyone peaking. Then, shoving the mask into the "belt" he had made with his cloak, he got on the bike, and rode out of there. Because every good criminal made his escape by riding an awesome bike out of there.

EXIT
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