ASH: Shadow Girls #5 - Rising Stars
Drew Nilium
pwerdna at gmail.com
Sat Jan 14 21:18:16 PST 2023
On 1/12/22 11:32 PM, Dave Van Domelen wrote:
> [The cover shows the four Morning Stars reflected in a black,
> curved surface, with a gleaming yellow star behind them.]
oooooooh :o
> The Morning Stars
>
> Tetra-Red Xueli "Julie" Li - The Leader
> Hexa-Blue Tamica "Tammy" Sullivan - The Brains
> Octa-Green Dhriti "Tee" Singh - The Fighter
> Icosa-Pink Olivia "Liv" Stuart - The Heart
> Hellhound? Madelyn "Maddie" Chin - The Mentor...under protest
eeeeeeeheeheehee. :D
> "No WAY are you Hellhound," Octa-Green snorted. "She had real powers,
> you're too old for that."
> Maddie, without removing the helmet, slipped on a somewhat bulky
> motorcycling glove, which then crackled with electrical energy.
> "Technology's wonderful, isn't it?"
:3
> "I'm Liv!" Icosa-Pink bounced up and down before dismissing her
> shadows. Unsurprisingly, her leotard was bright pink. "And Dhriti goes by
> 'Tee!'"
D'awwwww
> "Why do we need fancy uniforms?" Tee asked. "I mean, I wouldn't say no
> to better shoes, but our powers provide the rest."
> "Anchors exist," Maddie shrugged. "And beyond that, do you know for
> sure you won't involuntarily power down if you get stunned in a fight? If
> the shadows drop at a bad time, you want at least some protection, both
> physically and for your identities."
Excellent point.
> Oh, and take off your shoes first...the
> leotards won't cause problems, but I will need good images of your bare feet
> for the footwear."
Something something fetish reference
> "Yeah, just being stretchy won't be enough, some of you actually get
> smaller in some measurements.
Innnnnteresting.
> Technically, the "field" of superhero uniform design was only a
> handful of people, but Beth had put Maddie in touch with a couple of the
> armorers for the Marshals program, who had to deal with a wide variety of
> powers while ensuring a common look for the NAC Marshals.
Noice. :o
> We'll get back together
> here on Friday night, I'll pass out the outfits, and you'll present your
> attack plan to me. Okay?"
> "Okay," they chorused, with varying levels of enthusiasm.
Heeheehee cute
> "Time for Hellhound to ride again?" she muttered to her distorted
> reflection in the visor. "Or do I take the suggestion and become the new
> Professor Shade?"
> She stood and paced a bit, then headed for a locked room she hadn't
> shown the girls, the one that held a lot of the things she'd moved out of the
> way in order to turn the hideout into her own place.
> She picked up another helmet, this one of featureless black armor
> glass. "No, if I'm going to be a TwenCen legacy, it'll be my OWN."
Hell yeah. :D
> The Academy had still been working on formalized tracks when Beth had
> been there, but they'd already put in place a few "non-optional electives"
> for anyone who had combat-ready powers, including a course almost everyone
> hated: Survey of Legal and Regulatory Processes. Basically, it was a class
> about how to do paperwork, the kind of paperwork that fills the time between
> fight scenes for a government-backed supernormal.
> And, frankly, it had been the most useful course Beth had ever taken.
> Which Professor Blake said it would be...not that anyone believed him at the
> time.
Heeheehee. n.n Of course.
> "Just paperwork, New York Sector's been relatively quiet lately." Which
> was to say, none of the Manhattan Autonomous Sector fun had spilled over into
> the boroughs that had stayed in America recently.
Yeah fair. o3o
> "I do keep up with the old hangouts, yes," Beth replied carefully.
> Because they knew they couldn't talk without observers, the three former
> Hellhounds had a few codewords arranged to give each other a heads-up when
> being too open was a bad idea, and Maddie'd just told her that there was
> paranormal trouble at the high schools. Given how many of the less dedicated
> paragangers had "reformed" and entered the school population, but declined to
> leave the Autonomous Sector and go to the Academy, it was the main reason she
> still kept up with the old hangouts.
Oooooh, nice. Such goodgoodgood worldbuilding, I'm always impressed TBH |>
> "Well, there's some talk about getting an intramural Paraball team
> going, since not everyone wants to race motorcycles," Maddie explained. "And
> I might have kinda agreed to help with uniforms. I'm not bad with a sewing
> machine, but I don't really know how to deal with powered kids who might get
> bigger or smaller or catch fire...okay, I can probably do that one, plenty of
> fireproof fabrics. But could you put me in touch with your tailor so I can
> get some help?"
Heeheehee very nice very nice. :>
> This was all a dodge.
> Maddie had her own way of getting ahold of the armorer who'd helped out with
> some of the trickier bits of the Hellhound costumes. This was purely for
> Beth's information...somehow Maddie had gotten stuck with mentoring a
> teenaged superhero team, which was going to be all SORTS of fun.
X3
> "When can you come visit next? I got hassled by some Snow Leopards the
> other day, I think Bathory's getting her back up over something or other,"
> Maddie complained, sending a chill down Beth's spine.
oooooooh.
> Beth knew Maddie
> would never leave, but part of their public cover was that Beth was always
> trying to get her to sell Grocery Store and move to at least a safer
> (American) part of New York City. These arguments were great places to hide
> codewords, too.
:3
> It also meant
> that Beth really needed to decide soon if she wanted to come clean to her
> superiors about her extracurricular activities prior to becoming a Marshal.
> That secret identity was rapidly approaching its expiration date.
Hmmmmm, yes, good point, one way or another.
> "Unfortunately, I have
> forms that aren't going to fill themselves, so I guess I should get back to
> them." That, sadly, was not code.
X3
> Leon Byun had come to town as a paraganger groupie without any powers, but quickly
> realized it was a bad scene. He'd burned a few too many bridges with his
> family in New Jersey, though, and needed to take some time to prove he was a
> Responsible Son again before going home.
Awwwwww. *nodnods*
> Definitely "whatever," Maddie thought as she closed the door and headed
> for the hidden passageway that Leon had either never found, or had kept his
> mouth shut about (and managed to not trigger any of the sensors...in which
> case she might have another job for him).
Heeheehee
> "Welcome to Plato's Cave," Julie smiled. "That's what Tammy's been
> calling it, anyway."
Niiiiiice.
> I suppose Plato's Cave is a decent name. It's where we watch the shadows on
> the wall."
Yesssss :D
> "They're in the changing room...you each have a locker
> there now, so you can stick your street clothes there. Probably not enough
> room for you to all change at once unless you're really flexible, though."
> Julie and Tammy blushed, Liv giggled, and Tee rolled her eyes. "Dibs!"
> Liv shouted.
X3
> "Just a sec, speedy," Maddie held up her hand. "So, these uniforms are
> basically armored leotards with some elastic panels, so they should fit you
> in both forms. None of your hands changed noticeably, so the gloves are made
> of tougher material, with armored panels on the backs of the forearms to help
> with blocking. Also, they're really important for making sure you don't
> leave fingerprints or obvious DNA samples. Right now, the shoes are just
> off-the-shelf running shoes, but I added stretch panels in the middle.
> They're the kind with individual toes, so you should have a bit more
> flexibility for things like jumping around on roofs."
> "Toe-shoes are so WEIRD," Julie shuddered.
X3 I love that that's the takeaway.
> you definitely need to start practicing martial arts when powered down,
> enhancement usually works better if the base 'you' is better, plus the whole
> Anchors Exist problem. Focus on standard normie self-defense stuff, evade
> and escape...it won't raise suspicions and if you're powered down your first
> goal is going to be escape anyway."
Yes indeed.
> "There you go. Make momma happy. And if your parents," Maddie looked
> to Tammy and then Liv, "aren't interested in it from the safety angle, pitch
> it as social. I hear parents love it when you make new friends at school."
> "NOW can I go put on my costume?" Liv asked, then zipped off towards the
> changing room when Maddie made a shooing motion.
X3 <3 <3 <3 Adorable.
> I'm working on
> getting you separate milspec graycells that can survive a few hits, since I
> can't make ones that can reliably stay under your shadow sheaths.
Oooooh, nice.
> I might
> see if storing things in your hair is a valid option, though, since the
> shadows do cover it."
Niiiiiice. :D
> "I have a very deep junk drawer here, some of it is leftover supertech
> from the 1990s.
Some of it is screws that you don't know what they go with!
> "Okay, now to
> check your homework. Gimme the five W's...who, where, why, when, and, um,
> how. It has a W in it."
X3
> "We decided on Al Mirage," Tetra-Red said, waiting for the laptop to
> boot up. "He's scum, nobody likes him, and one of Tee's friends ended up
> 'dating' him over the winter break."
Oh gods. D:
> "Ugh," Maddie frowned. "I guess fear of Hellhound wasn't going to keep
> him on the straight and narrow forever."
> "Yeah, after the beating you gave him, I'm surprised he can walk," Tee
> said, clearly hoping to give an equal or greater beating.
X3
> And Mr. Meraz himself is no longer welcome in the Saturday races after an
> incident last month."
> "What kind of incident?" Maddie asked.
> "He tried to pick up the kid sister of one of the 'ragers. At the
> junior high," Tee snarled. "He hardly ever leaves Central Park right now,
> he's trusting the Truce to keep him safe."
Oh dear. D:
> "Sounds like if we don't get him, he's gonna be found floating in the
> East River, yah?" Icosa-Pink smirked.
Indeed. X>
> Tetra-Red shook her head. "That's the one problem with our plan. The
> fact that he's not in jail already means Umbrae's willing to turn a blind
> eye. Let Mirage be a freelance rapist to keep people scared."
Mmmmmm >:/ >:/ >:/
> "He has outstanding warrants in New Jersey, related to some Rust
> Brothers parties," Maddie pointed out, "which is in your information files.
> If he can be threatened, make him emigrate and face Combine justice. If he
> can't, punt him through the Lincoln Tunnel."
Yes good.
> "Why is a pear a bad shape?" Icosa-Pink asked.
> "They're shaped like butts," Octa-Green replied.
> "Oooooh," Pink nodded. "Well, mine isn't shaped like a pear."
> "Girl, you will never have a proper butt," Tetra-Red snarked.
omfg X3 Wonderful
> Maddie shook her head. "I'm still not sure I want to wear that
> pectoral, but even if I do, I have my own legacy to pick up." She opened up
> a vertical case, revealing a matte black motorcycling suit. It had been her
> Hellhound costume, but she'd stripped off the flame detailing and added a few
> more panels to make it look different in outline. Then she pulled a black
> armorglass helmet out from a rack next to it. "Bathory sent her kitties
> looking for a black opal, might as well give her one."
Awwwww shit. <3 <3 <3 Wonderful.
> Then he saw the four slim and feminine shadows in his path, each tinged
> with a different color.
> "Villain, I am Tetra-Red, the exemplar of justice!"
> "I am Hexa-Blue, the light of reason!"
> "I am Icosa-Pink, the princess of love!"
> "And I'm Octa-Green, the fist in your face!"
> And with that, one of the shadows punched him, shattering his helmet and
> knocking him from his bike.
omggggggg. XD <3 <3 <3 I love this a lot.
> He'd only recently picked
> up the trick of adding sound to his projections, and he'd need every trick he
> had to survive whoever these crazy girls were.
> Oh shit. They were all looking at the real him.
Amazing. :D
> Well, that was the plan, but somehow the world turned to pain before he
> could pull the trigger.
Yep, thank you
> It looked like the missing fifth gem had found them, as
> a dark yellow silhouette had just slammed into Al Mirage from behind, and
> Maddie could hear the bones break from a couple dozen meters away.
Oh, shit. :o Awesome.
> "Tell ya what, kid...and yeah, I know I'm only a few weeks old and
> shouldn't be calling anyone kid...I'll drop him off in a hospital. In
> Jersey. I'm sure they'll recognize him. Now scram before I decide your
> entertainment value is waning," the bud-clone made a shooing motion.
Yeah, legit
> "Why?" she shot back. "I don't know any of you, and I don't trust you
> any more than I trust the poddie."
> "Well, I know YOU," Icosa-Pink retorted, "and we talk now or I find you
> later, YAH?" she emphasized the verbal litter.
> The yellow gem-holder's eyes narrowed. "Fine."
Ooooooh.
> "Jess Davies?" Octa-Green blinked. "Okay, yeah, now I recognize your
> voice."
Ooooooh x2. :o
> "Why don't you tell us how you got your gem?" Tetra-Red suggested.
>
> * * * *
>
> [March 19, 2027 - East Village]
>
> No.
XD XD XD omg <3
> "It's been almost a year since Hellhound retired, and longer since Warden
> vanished, there's going to be some paragangers and even 'reformed'
> paragangers who will be itching for a fight with us. And if you're a solo
> act without any of the resources I can offer, you'll go down hard, no matter
> how sneaky you are...kudos for stealth, by the way, I didn't even have a
> feeling that something was out of place before you attacked."
> There was silence, and the faintest of hints that multiple emotions were
> playing over Jess's shadow-cloaked face.
> "...Fine. But I'm not doing the stupid pose and announce thing. You
> can draw all the fire and I'll do the tactically smart thing," Jess finally
> said.
X3 Yes, fair.
> Rex Umbrae looked over the report that the Hangmen had just submitted
> regarding the day's disturbance in Central Park.
> "Excellent...."
DUN DUN DUNNNN...
> I did originally plan to have Maddie become Professor Shade II, but it
> didn't really feel right. Even if she didn't want to be a solo Hellhound,
> why take on the identity of someone she never met and has no prior connection
> to? (Technically, Maddie isn't old enough to really remember her
> grandfather, but he probably did see her a few times before he died.)
Yes, good thinking.
> Yes, Jess's one-word narration was always the plan, not just a way to
> trim wordcount.
Oh, I could tell. XD <3
> Next issue: The TRUE ORIGIN of the Morning Stars!
GASP!!!
Drew "the toe shoes let you outrun Death" Nilium
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