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@import url(https://fonts.google.com/specimen/Playfair+Display?stroke=Serif); Gilgamesh watched the coin begin rotating around his opponent, simultaneously digesting how their powers worked and looking for what kind of targets he could go for. A slight bend in his legs prepared him to move to...

@import url(https://fonts.google.com/specimen/Playfair+Display?stroke=Serif); Monsoon's arrival didn't just throw Print for a loop, it also came incredibly close to short circuiting Gilgamesh. The reason was different though. Gil had never heard Monsoon utter that many words in his life...

@import url(https://fonts.googleapis.com/css2?family=Josefin+Sans:ital,wght@0,100..700;1,100..700&display=swap); After a fateful encounter with a mysterious object from space a young boy was gifted a strange piece of alien technology that allowed him to transform into a wide variety of alien...

@import url(https://fonts.google.com/specimen/Playfair+Display?stroke=Serif); "We both know the audience can see right through your spins that at this point Print." Gil bit back with a shit eating grin. The two of them moved into the private room and Gilgamesh almost shit his pants. He...

@import url(https://fonts.google.com/specimen/Playfair+Display?stroke=Serif); The problem with being a cloak, who mainly operated within a specific city, was that your patrol routes became public knowledge. 'An intentional design flaw cooked up, by the most chronically online social media...

@import url(https://fonts.google.com/specimen/Playfair+Display?stroke=Serif); The problem with being a cloak, who mainly operated within a specific city, was that your patrol routes became public knowledge. 'An intentional design flaw cooked up, by the most chronically online social media...

@import url(https://fonts.google.com/specimen/Playfair+Display?stroke=Serif); Vincent was a stone cold son of a bitch but, Gilgamesh already knew that. Even if he hadn't met him before he could smell the 'ACAB in Bio' like it was Armani's latest scent. This was exactly the type of reporter he...

@import url(https://fonts.google.com/specimen/Playfair+Display?stroke=Serif); He sipped the drink. His attention remained locked on the reporter. Thankfully he didn't want to waste time and went straight into the hard hitting questions. Here he was thinking he'd have to deal with getting...

@import url(https://fonts.google.com/specimen/Playfair+Display?stroke=Serif); Gilgamesh was doing his usual Gala routine. Senators, lobbyists, police chiefs, and the like. A whole lot of mutual glazing without any sincerity behind it. There was the occasional moment where someone asked to see...

@import url(https://fonts.google.com/specimen/Playfair+Display?stroke=Serif); There was nothing quite like politicking to get Gilgamesh out of bed in the morning. He was expected to show up at events like these; fashionably late to keep up his playboy image. He looked out the window. Small...

@import url(https://fonts.google.com/specimen/Playfair+Display?stroke=Serif); Blood and bits splattered across his suit and body. The superheated plasma sizzling against his skin as he wiped it away. The downside of his most lethal ability was it leaving him exposed afterwards. The field...

@import url(https://fonts.google.com/specimen/Playfair+Display?stroke=Serif); His aim was getting better. Even with the roar of the wildfire he could faintly makeout the snapping sound of human bone. Five shots let off, with four making contact, before he'd have to 'reload'. His feet dug into...

@import url(https://fonts.google.com/specimen/Playfair+Display?stroke=Serif); He knew she was fast, since he'd seen her in action, and that knowledge still paled in comparison to seeing that type of speed used against him. A cloud of dust kicked up where she was standing. Her arm shot forward...

@import url(https://fonts.google.com/specimen/Playfair+Display?stroke=Serif); "Same shit, different day." He replied as the woman made her way towards the center of the pen. He closed the doors to the barn and latches them shut. With their arena sealed off he turned back towards her. He...

@import url(https://fonts.google.com/specimen/Playfair+Display?stroke=Serif); "Hello Mycelia, its nice to see you again. How've you been since the bank robbery?" He wasn't put off by the rehearsed smile. He wasn't really put off by any of her quirks/mannerisms. They lived in a world of heroes...