1059/I Am Not

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I Am Not
Date of Scene: 20 June 2017
Location: Unknown
Synopsis: Summary needed
Cast of Characters: Star Shimmer, Booster Gold, 1017




Star Shimmer has posed:
Deep in the shadowy areas of Brooklyn, a small group has been growing. They've been gathering resources, Recruiting, and training. The head of the group, a woman with the moniker, Chillette, has been working hard with a single goal in mind. Power. Her first goal was to take the New Lots area. It deserves to be protected from outside influences in her opinion. They will pay for that protection or she will show them exactly what they are being protected from. Today is the day. The move from shadow to light. Her small army of thugs are ready.

Quietly they emerge from the shadows. Nearly fifty of them. Some powered. Some not. All with a single goal in mind. That goal, To instill fear. Suddenly they start smashing windows, blowing up cars and turning the streets into a war zone.

Booster Gold has posed:
"I don't know, Skeets. It doesn't look a lot like an artistic exhibition," Booster says, frowning mightily. He and his robotic companion hover about fifty feet off the ground, two specks of brilliant gold suspended in the sky.

"<<My files show that this was a time of substantial social progress sir! This is clearly a 'flash mob', and I expect they'll break into a song and dance number at any moment,>> says the gold drone hovering off his shoulder, in a cheerfully tinny tone of voice.

"Well... I guess it wouldn't hurt to go say hello, at least!" Booster declares, slapping his palm in his fist. "Hey! Maybe they'll let us join in. That'd be GREAT for boosting our views on YouTube."

It's decided! Booster swoops downwards towards the angry mob, and Skeets discreetly flickers a holographic light at Booster Gold as the hero descends.

"Hello, Citizens of Incorporated Greater Brooklyn! I'm BOOSTER GOLD!" he declares, as the Canadian National Anthem plays behind him. "I see you're forming a flash mob, and I just want to let you know I approve heartily of spontaenous song and dance!"

Scandal Savage (1017) has posed:
Visiting the in-laws is, in popular legend, often supposed to entail screaming and threats... but usually not from a small army. Distracted from trying to find her way to the home of some of Liana's relatives (who had, perhaps, thought that they were lucky in being able to move out of Gotham), Scandal finds herself first eyeing up the approaching mob... then staring in astonishment at the display in the sky. Wholly lacking any evident 'super' status, she's clad in tight black jeans and a waist-length leather jacket, with calf-high boots. And, currently, a faintly dazed expression.

Star Shimmer has posed:
Several of the mob smirk and begin entering homes and businesses that are currently being trashed. They start looting, bringing out anything they can find of value. Its a chance to make some green and they are definitely trying to monopolize on it. Suddenly they are frozen in place, Blue in color and not taking anything else.

Chillette's hands are coated in frost. She raises a megaphone to her lips and speaks. "I said this earlier. There will be no looting, No Theft. FEAR Only. I want these people to accept me. Not be too broke to pay for protection. Now keep at it." Her attention shifts up to the man in the air. A Flash Mob? Really? What year is it. "Oh yes. This is a Flash Mob. Come on down and join in!" A would be hero helping her out? Of course!"

Booster Gold has posed:
Booster blinks at Chilette, and Skeets' eyelens flashes an alarmed shade of red. <<Sir! I'm detecting significant amounts of metahuman energies!>>

"Yeah, I can see that, Skeets," Booster mutters. "Listen lady, I'm /new/ but I wasn't born yesterday."

<<You won't be born for four hundred and eighteen years, four months, ten days, and-->>

"Shuttup Skeets!" Booster focuses back on Chillette, frowning mightily. "Look folks, I don't know what your problems are, but theft and violence isn't the answer here. There's at least one hero here, and for all you know, I've got TONS of backup nearby. Now we can do this the easy way, or..." He punches a fist into his palm. "Well. You know how this goes," he says, hovering six feet above the asphalt.

Scandal Savage (1017) has posed:
Scandal quickly cross-checks the door-numbers on view with the progress of the mob, to be sure that no one Liana cares for is yet in harm's way... then she finds herself blinking anew at the hovering figure and his mechanical companion. As an oft-dismissed D-Lister herself, she has a guilty spark of sympathy - perhaps even fondness - for the frequently-inept would-be hero's struggles to win acceptance. For the time being, however, she hangs back, watching to see what happens, and how the mob (and their leader) respond to the golden boy's attempt at intimidation.

Star Shimmer has posed:
"You're right, Goldie. I do know how this goes. I give you a choice. You make the wrong choice, You wind up like my former employees here." Chillette smiles to him. QUietly she walks towards him with a little smile on her face. "Option A, You fly your shiny metal ass out of here. Option B, You help me take over this area. I'll even make it worth your time." She smiles darkly just awaiting a response. Meanwhile the mob continues to rage.

A Streak of violet comes tearing across the sky. Its not as impressive as it would be at night but it is pretty cool to see at least. Source of it comes flying to the ground, giving the always awesome super hero landing. The girl has a violet aura round her. Her attire is... Well She looks almost like she was working out at the gym. She starts creating constructs trying to block off thugs from buildings.

Booster Gold has posed:
Booster doesn't miss much despite his boiterous attitude. Scandal's lurking in the eves, but she's not contributing to the mayhem-- a witness is at least not a hostile, and none of the ones on the ground seem to pose a major threat to him. <<Sir! I'm detecting a friendly metahuman presence attempting to cordon off the area!>> Skeets says excitedly at the entrance of the purple woman. <<I believe it's Star Sapphire, and she looks like she just left the gym to help us! Wow, she is -shredded-, too!>> "Welp. Like they say--" With no notice, Booster Gold flings a pair of plasma bolts at Chilette. Powerful enough to scorch someone pretty solidly, but not enough to kill a healthy adult. And he follows it up by accelerating forward with bewildering speed, flinging a shoulder at her with a professional athlete's natural athleticism.

"--there's the SNAP!" he shouts.

Scandal Savage (1017) has posed:
Oh, goody. Metahuman mayhem. Scandal's brows arch upwards as someone literally arrives in a purple streak, before the golden boy joins in as well. Ducking into a nearby doorway, she secures at least a little bit of cover from which to survey proceedings, wanting to see quite how badly out of hand this gets.

Star Shimmer has posed:
When Booster fires off the plasma bolts, they connect with their target. That target shatters like ice. Stepping out from behind the ice mockup of herself, Chillette smirks. "You didn't think that would really work did you?" She smirks and raises her hands, lauching a gout of icy air towards Booster. "Target Golden Boy! Target Purple girl. Lethal force is encouraged!" She hasn't seen Scandal around just yet.

Nightingale snickers a little. "Again with the whole Star Sapphire thing. I'm not Star Sapphire. I'm A Star Sapphire but. GAH!" *CRACK CRACK CRACK* Several bullets riccochet off her violet field. She glares. "That wasn't very nice!" She quickly makes a huge drum construct. "Catch!" With She makes a drumstick construct. A big one! With a quick motion the stick hits the drum sending a major bass shockwave at the shooters sending them on their butts. "Stay down boys."

Booster Gold has posed:
Bullets bounce off of Booster's force field, the energy flickering around him with each impact. <<Standard bullets sir, your inertial barrier is holding.>> "Good to know, Skeets!" Booster says, zipping around in a blur of blue and gold. He sweeps up two shooters, one in each hand, and throws them at a third like a pair of handy improvised projectiles. He's a remarkably proficient flier-- he rotates over in flight and flings two more plasma bolts at Chillette, then whips in a circle and clobbers one fellow in the jaw with a swinging right hook.

"Booster Gold out of the right quadrant, he swings and connects MARC TYLER IS DOWN AND IT IS BAD, FOLKS!" Booster booms, giggling to himself as he relieves some commentary on a sporting event.

Scandal Savage (1017) has posed:
Scandal has, in recent years, been in far more than her fair share of superpowered tangles. But this scene... she can't help but stare at the casual displays of power, while wondering vaguely about quite what it would be like to have such abilities at her fingertips. And whether she'd be remotely so flippant about their use. A *giant drum*? Sporting commentary? Yet people disdain her team for being filled with odd misfits...

Star Shimmer has posed:
Chillette is hit this time. "AHHHH! THAT HURT YOU *BEEEEEEEP*" She is really mad now, icing everyone and everything around her. Its starting to look like a chunk of the north pole up in there. She's even freezing her own people.

Nightingale switches gears. She takes off towards a few of the thugs. She actually knows a little on how to fight. She takes out two guys then blasts a girl who was trying to break out of the field. "Booster, I think we need to deal with the ice queen." She calls out.

Booster Gold has posed:
<<Language, madame! This is a public area!>> Skeets says, emitting a harsh white noise to cancel out every foul utterance that Chillette makes. She attempts to drain the heat from his system, but the gold-plated security droid is immune to such effects. Booster, too, seems largely unbothered by her attacks-- his inertial barrier wards off projectiles and the suit protects him from environmental hazards alike.

He catches the sound of someone shouting at him to 'do something', and he frowns at Nightingale.

"Hey, Star Sapphire! I don't tell YOU how to do your job! Don't tell me how to--" He OOFS as someone swings a heavy upended signpost at him and sends him flying off course. The metahuman-- one of the big bruiser types that's such a common mutation-- picks up a park bench and flings it at Booster for good measure, just as he fetches up against a nearby Kia.

Scandal Savage (1017) has posed:
Scandal *mostly* manages to stifle a laugh as the glittering figure arcs gracefully through the air, before bouncing and skidding to a halt against a Kia - which breaks out into a bleeping, light-flashing protest as its alarm goes off. "I know we're not outside the Justice League building, and you don't have your folding table... but could I get your autograph?", she calls out to the fallen hero. Within the comparative safety of her doorway, she's grinning amusedly... though one eye is being kept on the mayhem, in case any of Chillette's mob flee their boss's erratic behaviour and choose to come this way. Or opt to follow up against Booster Gold, of course.

Star Shimmer has posed:
Ahh a prime opportunity. "Say Good night, Booster Gold." Chillette smirks as she steps closer to the downed hero. She raises her hands and Ice is launched towards Booster.

That ice slams into a violet barrier. "My name is NOT Star Sapphire!" She snaps at him. Then, since the suggestion she gave was met with an accusation of telling Booster how to do his whatever, She looks at the ice maker. "Stand down. You know what. No." with a quick motion the ice girl is wrapped in a violet sphere. "Look Ma! I made a snow globe!"

Booster Gold has posed:
Booster rattles his head back and forth, trying to clear the cobwebs, and his gaze lands on Scandal.

She gets the full nose to toes and back again, and Booster cocks a lopsided grin at her. "Sweetheart, I'll sign anything you /want/," he tells her-- and then the big bruiser's bellowing and charging, and Booster holds a finger up.

"Hold that thought, beautiful," he says. Flinging himself forward, Booster accelerates with a scamper of his feet and clobbers the bruiser in the jaw with a neat left hook, sending him flying.

A few other rioters are unaware of the actions of Nightengale-- so Booster flings a few explosive pyrotechnics in the air, shaking windows and rattling teeth.

"Patch me in, Skeets," he mutters, and the drone deploys a pair of outsized speakers. "CITIZENS! THIS RIOT HAS ENDED AND YOUR LEADER IS ARRESTED! DISPERSE OR BE ARRESTED!"

"...I AM THE LAW!" Booster adds, sniggering under his breath.

Scandal Savage (1017) has posed:
Scandal rolls her eyes in response to Booster's flirting... then finds herself boggling some more, as the not-Star Sapphire not only traps Chillette, but offers up another entry to the fight's corny quips contest. Then Booster hits back with a Judge Dredd reference? "If you could only see me now, Father," she mutters to herself, lips twisting into another wry smile as she watches the mayhem continue its haphazardly unpredictable progress.

Star Shimmer has posed:
Chillette is Freaking the heck out! Inside that violet bubble she is going ballistic trying to get out. Thankfully, Her 'army' is laying down arms. They are all giving up. Cut off the head, the rest dies. The sounds of Sirens can be heard.

"Listen Ice chick, you wanna stop that. You're burning through your air. Just sit down and take a breather." She gives a soft smile. Her attention goes to the thugs that are surrendering. "Everyone on your knees, hands behind your heads. The police will be here in a moment."

Booster Gold has posed:
Booster zips around to break up guns with his bare hands and sufficiently intimidate everyone else who looks crosswise at him, until the cops show up and start cordoning off the area. He helps wrangle the bigger metahuman bruisers into the meatwagons, and provides the sort of authority that's really not needed among an army of uniforms and flashin red and blues.

"Hey, thanks for the help, Green Lantern," one of the cops tells Booster as he drives off in a prison van.

"Wha-- I'm not Green Lantern!" Booster says indignantly, flicking his hands in the air. "Man, the ingratitude," he mutters, folding his arms across his wide chest and watching Nightingale get Chilette parked with the cleanup crew.

<</I/ think you were very brave, sir,>> Skeets ventures.

"Shuttup, Skeets."

Scandal Savage (1017) has posed:
Even with her legal clean slate, Scandal is not inclined to stick around and test the capacity of the cops to distinguish between bystanders and participants. Thus, in spite of missing out on the wonders of Booster Gold's signature *anywhere*, she opts to slip away and cover the remaining distance to her in-laws' home. If nothing else, she can make sure that no stray miscreants drop in to disturb them. And she'll have quite a story to tell.
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Star Shimmer has posed:
Meanwhile...

"Thanks for the help, Star Sapphire!" A cop states to the younger girl with the violet ring. She rubs her head and just shakes it.

"I'm a Star Sapphire! Not THE Star Sapphire! My name is Nightingale!" She sighs, "And happy to help." The young Star Sapphire just had the wind knocked out of her sails. About that point the rather wild acting Chillette drops. She used all her oxygen. "She's going to need locked down. Power inhibitors and an ambulance. I am sorry I did it this way but it was better then her killing anyone else today. I need to get going." She sighs and launches herself into the sky. No showboating. No sonic booms at high altitudes with a little light show to make people watch in awe. She simply flies toward a rooftop not too far away to vent her frustrations.