Post by Conquest on Nov 19, 2021 2:08:58 GMT
Two nights ago Victoria tried to get the word out there of her coming. Give heroes a chance to learn to be ready to show up dramatically, "villains" a chance to know who they could join. She wasn't going to wait for them to feel up to the challenge but she couldn't rule the world without giving her opposition a chance. And while she believed the world belonged to her, she would need leaders and allies. A world could have one ruler, but she couldn't be everywhere on the planet. As for where she was going, the first act of Conquest?
NYC Harbor Shipyard Time 1500
The aircraft carrier was in port only for three days, a few repairs and today it was going to venture back into the seas. There was a growing volume of security with each day but most also doubted a need for them. Sure it was a nuclear armed and nuclear powered fully equipped carrier, but for that very same reason everyone knew better than to try something. To the modern world trying to take this was suicide. She however was the immortal and this was no longer the age of such limitations and cowardly thought, it was her age.
The clouds were filling the skies, heavy and slowly creeping in to block out the wide blue view it once was. The city not far out ever bustling with life and distant from this dock. For here the guards were everywhere they weren't letting anyone just visit. Not to far one could hear the commotion of the assorted members of the navy looking to get the mighty vessel ready to depart. But this day wasn't about them but her, as she walked to the gate and ducked under the block normally deterring vehicles. "Amy call it in. I'll try and stall for time." One of the guards spoke. "Ms you can't be here. Don't make us use force."
"Not stopping even if you do." It continued some as they tried to warn her and mentioned legal charges still she paid no mind. With no signs of stopping the call came to use lethal force. She was by now fairly far into the docks but that only had more watching her. More considering going for a weapon. Reluctance to pull the trigger eventually was conquered and someone reached for their gun to aim at her. They squeeze and blood spills.
Despite the mess splashed on concrete Victoria continued her way to the boat. She began the climb up the ramp leading to the carrier. And at this point the noise was plenty. One didn't need to know she was coming because one could hear the noise of gunfire, could see the first responders of news teams struggling to get a show from what vantage point they could. And while she painted a side of the boat, their aim was trained and not without merit Victoria continued until stepping onto the ship deck.
It was here the admiral stormed across the deck. Yelling at her, his crew on the bridge calling for more help. And when the redhead was given a moment to talk she raised a basket. "In here are cupcakes assuming you won't join me, you will exchange this ship for them. It will be dubbed Grails Edge, and your crew may go about their daily life." She heard yells and opposition they were not going to listen. She had half a mind to just end it here. She needed to be a leader though worth following. "Fine we can duel for it. If you win I'll stop." This wasn't very balanced that was also the point, and ration was drowned out by anger so a pistol was drawn.
Two barks and Victoria took to her knees. Placed to her head and again it goes off. And yet it almost looked more like paint then a visceral scene. The blood was there but the Conqueror healed from it before she was even that ugly to look at. Not that she ever was.
A blade from nowhere and arms fall the admiral disarmed and plenty loud after it. As for Victoria she got back up and shoved the victim over. As she got to her feet she unwrapped a cupcake and started walking towards the ship to head for the deck. Some of the crew saw the futility, and some fought. Reality though was nobody wanted to get close to tackle her, to face those blades on her arms. And none of their guns mattered. Superpowers replaced the hold of most modern arms, others were needed to stop someone like her. Or at least so many would be lead to believe.
There was no stopping though. She would savor the cupcake, a black velvet treat as this was to her the first catwalk of hers to progress. She was Conquest a lot of bodies would drop before her, and she wasn't going to drop in contrast to that fact.
{ooc}
1. Open event hardly a secret
2. Know though that I'm gonna try and keep things kinetic. I don't want to skip people but I also want to get to next round once a week at least
3. Have the fun! Else uh no cupcakes
4. Um think thats it
1. Open event hardly a secret
2. Know though that I'm gonna try and keep things kinetic. I don't want to skip people but I also want to get to next round once a week at least
3. Have the fun! Else uh no cupcakes
4. Um think thats it