Meme Doc P.H.D
Multi Sharp #3: Knives In (Hero Variant)
When nightfall came I’m already stacked in my full gear. Suit? Check. Guns? Check. Safety goggles? Probably a half check, as I tip them closely to my eyes. Needless to say I have near sightedness, but the vision they have enhances my sight. I could have wore contact lenses but it’s likely they’ll dry out my eyes.
I tightened my belt a bit, proceeding to grab the “fly” out of my front pouch on the left, as I let it roam and do the scans itself. The fly does a great job of assessing the situation, as Doc gives me a head count.
Doc: “You seeing this? 14 men spread everywhere. That’s about the size of our team.”
Multi: “It’s probably one sided. There’s more. 35 on the rest, also spread in different corners.”
Doc: “Take down the heavy artillery or small gang? Your choice.”
Multi: “I might do the danger route considering how I’m stealthy enough as well. You love me being the risk taker don’t you?”
Doc: “Considering the fact I’m the one who’s cleaning up your messes.”
Multi: “Touché.”
Doc: “Now grab the stack of dosages and try not to leave any traces. I’ll keep monitoring when you do.”
Multi: “On it.”
I jump down from one of the containers, throwing sound distractors as I make a run for the manned guns. 2 of the goons seem to be attracted to the sound, as I take a detour and knock them out with a roundhouse kick. I hide them in the containers which are covered with boxes. Hmm. Looks like everyone’s going on night shift right now. There’s quite some work to do tonight.
I turn my watch on, rendering me invisible to the naked eye. Thankfully with all that juice I’ve got, I’ve taken out a couple more, say 10, then used my powers to blast 5 of them. Well, scene created. The men have their guns on me now. With the best of my abilities, I take them down quickly as well.
After tying and hiding up most of the guys (but there’s at least 15 more guards on patrol), I decide to follow the fly to the warehouse. Inside there, I spot a lot of cases. After scanning it properly, I carry two in my pack, which were surprisingly light considering how big those cases looked like they were. It’s not for long until I realise the cops should help clean this up and would bust the rest of the criminal gang, but just before I could do so—-
Oh snap. A guy’s found me.
Guard: “Freeze! Drop the cases and show yourself.”
Multi: “Alright. You got me.”
Guard: “Jon? Is that you?”
Oh double snap. It’s Chris (one of my employees that I don’t know too well). He’s figured out my voice even if I’ve got my mouth cloaked. This ain’t good...especially if he’s got good hearing when he’s worked for the sound equipment.
But I decide not to say anything. He stares at me blanklessly for 6 seconds before I knock him out cold. I give a quick sigh, knowing I’ve got extra baggage to take with me. Immediately, I contact Doc.
Multi: “Damn, we’re compromised! He knows me!”
Doc: “Oh shoot, I should have got the voice modulator and a better weave for the cloak!”
Multi: “That’s not important now!”
Doc: “Yup, shooters from 8 o’clock coming in your direction!”
Multi: “Please tell me I’m not the one with superpowers now. Call the cops!”
Doc: “Right. The cases?”
Multi: “It’s on me and we need to mindwipe Chris!”
Doc: “Ok, ok! Fine, I’ll get the needles—-“
Multi: “Just hurry!”
It seems like I’m cornered when I’m trying to leave on the other side of the fence. They sent 5 of these guys to check out what’s happening, and I’m stuck in a awkward position. Their guns aiming at me, I do not hesitate and with my left hand flaring with energy, I punch the ground, knocking the guys out. Then I hear sirens everywhere, it seems like the police are definitely hear thanks to my partner’s help.
I turn invisible quickly and slip away....
***
Ugh. Arriving home isn’t easy. I lack web swinging or flying powers, which would have made things a lot easier. Plus my strength is only above average, not even close to being very superhuman, which explains why I am trying to train myself to peak condition. The first thing I see is Doc doing his Zen meditation again.
VIVA: “Welcome home sir.”
Multi: “Well hello Alexa.”
Doc: “Safe and sound.”
Multi: “Why thank you so much man.”
Doc: “Ok?”
Multi: “You know you coulda chosen a better route for me when my grappling hook isn’t working that well...”
Doc: “I was busy analysing the boxes!”
Multi: “That doesn’t mean you have to neglect me for the entire time!”
VIVA: “Sirs, would I recommend peaceful relaxing music to ease the tension?”
Multi/Doc: “No thanks!”
VIVA: “Of course sirs. Now analysing subject....name: Chris Fields. Age: 21. Weight....”
Doc: “Yo, leave that out for now computer. Wait, so how did he find us?”
Multi: “How would I know if he’s in the gang? He’s certainly not undercover!”
(Chris starts to blink his eyes as if he’s going to get up)
Right. I quickly nod to Doc as he scrambles for the special medical case. Sonny starts barking and the computer keeps doing retinal scans. At this point, I don’t even know if I’m fit to sit yet. I decide to crouch beside Chris and keep him steady while the computer checks his heart rate.
Doc comes back with his case, sets up the needles with the vial....and just as he’s about to do so....his hands glow white. His hands start trembling, eyes looking at me with shock and fear. It’s as his powers are manifesting. He nearly drops the dosage as I manage to catch in time. Chris looks like he’s about to wake....
In the moment of conscience, I stab him through the neck. Everything goes black again....
Multi Sharp #3: Knives In (Hero Variant)
When nightfall came I’m already stacked in my full gear. Suit? Check. Guns? Check. Safety goggles? Probably a half check, as I tip them closely to my eyes. Needless to say I have near sightedness, but the vision they have enhances my sight. I could have wore contact lenses but it’s likely they’ll dry out my eyes.
I tightened my belt a bit, proceeding to grab the “fly” out of my front pouch on the left, as I let it roam and do the scans itself. The fly does a great job of assessing the situation, as Doc gives me a head count.
Doc: “You seeing this? 14 men spread everywhere. That’s about the size of our team.”
Multi: “It’s probably one sided. There’s more. 35 on the rest, also spread in different corners.”
Doc: “Take down the heavy artillery or small gang? Your choice.”
Multi: “I might do the danger route considering how I’m stealthy enough as well. You love me being the risk taker don’t you?”
Doc: “Considering the fact I’m the one who’s cleaning up your messes.”
Multi: “Touché.”
Doc: “Now grab the stack of dosages and try not to leave any traces. I’ll keep monitoring when you do.”
Multi: “On it.”
I jump down from one of the containers, throwing sound distractors as I make a run for the manned guns. 2 of the goons seem to be attracted to the sound, as I take a detour and knock them out with a roundhouse kick. I hide them in the containers which are covered with boxes. Hmm. Looks like everyone’s going on night shift right now. There’s quite some work to do tonight.
I turn my watch on, rendering me invisible to the naked eye. Thankfully with all that juice I’ve got, I’ve taken out a couple more, say 10, then used my powers to blast 5 of them. Well, scene created. The men have their guns on me now. With the best of my abilities, I take them down quickly as well.
After tying and hiding up most of the guys (but there’s at least 15 more guards on patrol), I decide to follow the fly to the warehouse. Inside there, I spot a lot of cases. After scanning it properly, I carry two in my pack, which were surprisingly light considering how big those cases looked like they were. It’s not for long until I realise the cops should help clean this up and would bust the rest of the criminal gang, but just before I could do so—-
Oh snap. A guy’s found me.
Guard: “Freeze! Drop the cases and show yourself.”
Multi: “Alright. You got me.”
Guard: “Jon? Is that you?”
Oh double snap. It’s Chris (one of my employees that I don’t know too well). He’s figured out my voice even if I’ve got my mouth cloaked. This ain’t good...especially if he’s got good hearing when he’s worked for the sound equipment.
But I decide not to say anything. He stares at me blanklessly for 6 seconds before I knock him out cold. I give a quick sigh, knowing I’ve got extra baggage to take with me. Immediately, I contact Doc.
Multi: “Damn, we’re compromised! He knows me!”
Doc: “Oh shoot, I should have got the voice modulator and a better weave for the cloak!”
Multi: “That’s not important now!”
Doc: “Yup, shooters from 8 o’clock coming in your direction!”
Multi: “Please tell me I’m not the one with superpowers now. Call the cops!”
Doc: “Right. The cases?”
Multi: “It’s on me and we need to mindwipe Chris!”
Doc: “Ok, ok! Fine, I’ll get the needles—-“
Multi: “Just hurry!”
It seems like I’m cornered when I’m trying to leave on the other side of the fence. They sent 5 of these guys to check out what’s happening, and I’m stuck in a awkward position. Their guns aiming at me, I do not hesitate and with my left hand flaring with energy, I punch the ground, knocking the guys out. Then I hear sirens everywhere, it seems like the police are definitely hear thanks to my partner’s help.
I turn invisible quickly and slip away....
***
Ugh. Arriving home isn’t easy. I lack web swinging or flying powers, which would have made things a lot easier. Plus my strength is only above average, not even close to being very superhuman, which explains why I am trying to train myself to peak condition. The first thing I see is Doc doing his Zen meditation again.
VIVA: “Welcome home sir.”
Multi: “Well hello Alexa.”
Doc: “Safe and sound.”
Multi: “Why thank you so much man.”
Doc: “Ok?”
Multi: “You know you coulda chosen a better route for me when my grappling hook isn’t working that well...”
Doc: “I was busy analysing the boxes!”
Multi: “That doesn’t mean you have to neglect me for the entire time!”
VIVA: “Sirs, would I recommend peaceful relaxing music to ease the tension?”
Multi/Doc: “No thanks!”
VIVA: “Of course sirs. Now analysing subject....name: Chris Fields. Age: 21. Weight....”
Doc: “Yo, leave that out for now computer. Wait, so how did he find us?”
Multi: “How would I know if he’s in the gang? He’s certainly not undercover!”
(Chris starts to blink his eyes as if he’s going to get up)
Right. I quickly nod to Doc as he scrambles for the special medical case. Sonny starts barking and the computer keeps doing retinal scans. At this point, I don’t even know if I’m fit to sit yet. I decide to crouch beside Chris and keep him steady while the computer checks his heart rate.
Doc comes back with his case, sets up the needles with the vial....and just as he’s about to do so....his hands glow white. His hands start trembling, eyes looking at me with shock and fear. It’s as his powers are manifesting. He nearly drops the dosage as I manage to catch in time. Chris looks like he’s about to wake....
In the moment of conscience, I stab him through the neck. Everything goes black again....