Heroic Sociopath
Gone forever.
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On May 21st, in the Mojave Desert, a band of sixteen costumed vigilantes gathered in the Mojave desert, at a spot just on the edge of a area plagued with with thick fog. They all had different reasons for coming: Some for money, some for glory, and some simply because they felt it was their job. But none of them knew that this mission would be far greater than a simple kidnapping.
The mayor of Las Vegas stepped out of his limo stepped out of his limo, the ridiculously short, red faced man's top hat falling off as he stumbled. He was very excited about getting to make a short speech to motivate the mercenaries, heroes, and villains, so much so he was shaking.
"People who enter here have been disappearing. Some of you are getting paid, and others are doing it for free, but you need to find what's causing it." The mayor said. He quite enjoyed speeches. He had taken many classes on it, and was sad that he would be unable to provide exposition on the fact that a derelict gold mine stood in the center of the area, as the vigilantes had all been briefed on it beforehand. "It is your duty, as people with power, to fight for those who don't! To strike down the wicked, and lead those who cannot fight into a new era! As someone with power,I shall accompany you. I even brought a weapon." He says, taking out the giant pair of scissors he used for ribbon-cutting ceremonies.
The mayor of Las Vegas stepped out of his limo stepped out of his limo, the ridiculously short, red faced man's top hat falling off as he stumbled. He was very excited about getting to make a short speech to motivate the mercenaries, heroes, and villains, so much so he was shaking.
"People who enter here have been disappearing. Some of you are getting paid, and others are doing it for free, but you need to find what's causing it." The mayor said. He quite enjoyed speeches. He had taken many classes on it, and was sad that he would be unable to provide exposition on the fact that a derelict gold mine stood in the center of the area, as the vigilantes had all been briefed on it beforehand. "It is your duty, as people with power, to fight for those who don't! To strike down the wicked, and lead those who cannot fight into a new era! As someone with power,I shall accompany you. I even brought a weapon." He says, taking out the giant pair of scissors he used for ribbon-cutting ceremonies.
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