Kevin the Bored
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🕑 Added 2023-04-20 21:34:00 +0000 UTCAfter finally getting sweet sweet vengeance, I went home and rested for a day, just chilling with mini James as he tried and failed to explain the science behind his drug to me.
At some point I got a call from Jinx, or Fool, as he decided to name himself, which πͺπ΄ admittedly a fitting name for him, considering his power.
Overall, I'd say he sounded much more chipper than when we first met. It seems that playing around and enjoying the suffering of others was all he needed to get out of his funk.
That's nice I guess.
I also watched the video he posted of me kicking ass, that was cool. Especially so because I apparently have fans now. Pretty wild huh?
But other than that, I'm getting bored again, even though it's only been a day.
I just feel a little antsy, not to mention my back has been itching all over for a while now, and it's only gotten worse today, so I just feel like I should be doing something, but I'm not sure what.
Part of me just wants to get in another fight, but with someone who can actually fight back this time.
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A shiver passes through my body as pain and pleasure caress my mind, bringing my attention to my hand where I have just broken one of my fingers with my thumb.
Guess I got a little exited at the thought.
Oops.
I'm pretty sure all the torture turned me into a light masochist, just as a way of handling the pain.
Ah well, who would say no to a little extra pleasure?
Speaking of, I get up and leave mini James to his tinkering as I head down to the basement.
It's not a very large room, plain with concrete walls.
The only thing in the room is a single chair, inside of which sits a single man, bound and blindfolded, muttering incoherently to himself.
Oh yeah, when I said I was 'resting' for the day, what I actually meant was that I was educating my good friend Equaliser on π¦πΉπ’π€π΅ππΊ what his little stunt put me through.
"How far did you manage to count?" I ask, echoing my memories with Jason.
As he stutters out a response that I don't even bother listening to, I walk up to him, getting blood all over my feet from the pool of it around the chair.
Taking a good look at him, I mentally lament the fact that he doesn't share my regenerative capabilities, because he looks like a mess and I know that he isn't going to get any better.
For one, he simply lacks his hands and feet, both appendages ending in stumps.
His face is also unrecognisable, covered in cuts from when his face got all bruised and swollen, so I just cut all the swollen flesh off.
I really do wish he had regeneration, then I could use him like an infinite food generator, unfortunately he is unlikely to last past tomorrow.
I guess I went a little bit overboard.
Oh well, it's not like it's all my fault. After all, I brought little James down here for an anatomy lesson, not to mention a little bit of bonding over light torture and unethical medical practices.
That's the reason he is missing some organs, his torso left open to the world, or at least to anyone in the basement.
Turns out, James can do more than anti-power drugs, as our little experimentation devise has told us.
We think that it's more like an 'anti-something' drug specialisation, such as anti-inhibition, or anti-pain tolerance.
I'm personally quite the fan of the latter one.
Still, he has kind of stopped providing useful test results for little James, and I'm bored of him.
He doesn't even scream anymore, not to mention that just doing the same thing over and over again simply isn't fun.
But just as I'm crouched in front of him, about to put him out of his misery and allow the rest of his body to join his hands in my stomach, I am suddenly struck by inspiration.
I have decided how to have fun!
Ohhh~ and it's going to be a good one.
Hehehuehehaha.
Ahh~ it's all coming together in my mind.~
Alright!
"Looks like you get to live a little while longer Sean, lucky you.~"
With that, I head back out of the basement, ready to set some serious machinations into play.
Ok, it's not actually π΅π©π’π΅ complicated, especially since some people have already watched the video of my massacre and have spotted a little something at the end.
See, I wasn't just blowing kisses for fun, though that was part of the reason, but I actually had a needle with James' anti-power drug in my mouth, and I spat it out when I blew the kiss.
By now, people have already replayed the video in slow motion at the end and seen the needle, meaning there is already speculation online that Equaliser is still alive and kicking.
Well, he is alive at least, to say he's kicking might be wishful thinking however.
Point is, I have leverage right now.
Both the bigger gangs have taken hits from me, Red Branch much more so, meaning neither of them like me very much.
Now, the Red's will probably be wanting my guest back, since their numbers have taken enough of a hit that without the fact I already got one of them, they would have the same number of capes as Street Saints.
Now, obviously I can't fight the whole gang at once, but that's fine, because I don't want to even do any fighting with my genius plan.
After all, the heroes are Heroes, so they will naturally fight the big bad villains in my place, the only question is how to get it to happen.
But! Just Red Branch against the PRT isn't very fair for the bad guys, so I have a plan to get Street Saints involved as well and it's actually quite simple.
I'm just gonna kidnap one of their capes, that way they are both competing for the same prize.
Now the only question is who I'm going to nab, not that it really matters, so long as it isn't the leader.
Fortunately, this is why we make friends in the first place, I think as I bring out my burner phone that is exclusively for Clown business and send Fool a text that I will be popping by the bar later.
After all, even with the assurance of burner phones, you can never be too careful with all the bullshit and random powers out there.
Hell, there's even that rogue Alexander who is some kind of weird ass Tinker that makes living jars that he calls 'Warrior Jars'.
Honestly, the fact that he's even survived as a rogue in this city is probably just because a lot of the people find the little jars cute so no one wants to destroy them.
Anyway, I make it back to the front room to see that little James has disassembled the TV again and I am not even going to bother stealing a new one this time.
It's a good thing that I spend most of my free time playing solitaire anyway.
"Yo virgin, in your unprofessional opinion, how long would you give our guest before he kicks the bucket if we leave him alone?"
My sudden question brings little James' attention away from the weird science voodoo magic he was doing and he immediately frowns and asks his own question instead of answering mine.
"What the fuck does virgin mean?" He asks, visibly puzzled.
Right, he doesn't know all the words yet. I should buy him a dictionary or something, that's basically equivalent to going to school.
Wait a minute.
"Do you want to go to school?" I blurt out.
He looks at me strangely for my non sequitur answer, which is slightly hypocritical but who's counting?
"Not really? Why would I want to hang around with a bunch of kids?" He asks, seeming genuinely confused.
"Oh, I don't know, maybe cuz you're also a kid? Also you can learn useless stuff, like trigonometry and shit."
To be completely honest, I don't actually know what trigonometry means, since I did drop out of high school.
"No, that sounds boring." He decides after a moment thinking, and I can't really fault the reasoning.
"Fair enough", I say with a shrug, "anyway, a virgin is someone who hasn't had sex yet."
My explanation makes him smile slightly while furrowing his brows.
"Is it supposed to be an insult?" He queries.
Rolling my eyes I answer honestly, "Yes."
That just makes him huff out a breath.
"Why would I be insulted by that? Sex sounds gross, I'd much rather stay a virgin." He says with a scrunched up face.
I let out a soft laugh at his words and bring out one of my phones, putting it on record and pointing it at him.
"Can you say that again? For future reference?" I try to hide my eagerness, but I don't think I succeed too well if the look he sends me is anything to go by.
However, being a dumb kid, he just shrugs and repeats himself.
I am going to show him this video so, so many times once he hits puberty.
Just thinking about his reactions sends me into a fit of giggles that is only broken by his voice that stops me dead and fills my veins with ice.
"Are you a virgin?" He asks in an innocent voice that certainly doesn't feel innocent.
"Moving on! About what I asked earlier, how long would you give Sean?" I ask, expertly changing the conversation in a way that surely no one would be able to notice.
Thankfully, the loser virgin actually answers my question directly this time.
"I'unno, maybe a couple days? I mean, if I treated him he could probably just survive, even if he'll need prosthetics, and I don't know how to make those."
Huh, it must look a lot worse than it is then, because I would have given him a few hours.
Then again, I am not a medical professional and my Thinker power only really tells me how to best kill whatever I'm looking at, and even then it's not like I π΄π¦π¦ anything per say, it's more just like killer instinct.
"Cool, would you mind patching him up then? I kinda need him to be alive for something fun I'm cooking up." I say, happy that things are working out so far, even if it's literally the first step in my plan that is still gaining steps.
Mini James practically jumps to his feet as he runs over to me and begins shaking me by my arm.
"Really!? I'll only do it if you let me come this time!" He shouts, clearly still upset that I told Fool about my last stunt but not him.
Thinking on it for a moment, I decide that it will probably be fine to dump him on Fool to watch over, after all, my vague plan that I am concocting is likely to leave me unavailable for a bit.
"Sure, I'll introduce you Fool, the current final member of our little band of friends. You can watch with him." I decide.
"YATTA!!" He suddenly yells, confusing me.
"What?"
He turns to me with a dumb smile as he moves to gather the equipment necessary to keep Equalise alive.
"Yatta? I saw it on TV!" He exclaims before running off downstairs with a bag full of tools.
Shrugging, I decide to just ignore that and move on, heading for the backdoor so I can make my way over to Helter Skelter, making sure to have my costume packed away in my bag, just in case.
First thing first, I need Jinx's help in finding a Street Saint that I can nab, then I will only really need one more piece of info and the games can truly begin in earnest.
π π€π’π―'π΅ πΈπ’πͺπ΅~
