FM of Nepleslia
- RP Date
- RP Location
- Roger Wilco City - 13th Precicnt.
A viewing screen paused in the large ready-room of the underground basement level home of the 13th Precincts DTR teams. Almost slowly and methodically a hand trailed up to the Kuznyetski lieutenants face to pinch the bridge of his nose in almost comical annoyance before letting out a simple sigh as if he frankly couldn't believe what he was seeing while the screen paused of the silhouettes of several individuals whose faces were obscured by conveniently poor lighting.Deep within the bleak and junker filled sewers of Roger-Wilco city, hidden beneath its never-ending labyrinth of dark and disorienting and mutant coveted pipeways lays headquarters of the most sinister and union mandated super crime collective of the city; The "Masters of Evil Acts unLimited", or as they are commonly abbreviated; MEARL.
Here, Ten of the most unironically self-involved criminal masterminds loosely align forces for the purpose of evil and against the powers of good.
The cold-hearted pre-packaged ice mogul Black Ice.
The maddeningly complex and inquisitive Questionaire.
The tiny seductress who makes up her small size with big plans, the mini-neko Innie-Meanie And her partner in crime The Kodian.
The mysterious cloaked and silent masked freespacer The Harlequin.
Also including the unwashed and illiterate mutant Bors.
The femme fatal and punk lead of the Backstreet SOl's, Gillie and her lieutenant Bigger Al.
And not to mention Jack Knife.
All lead by the evil mastermind and mastered genius that is Michael StrongBraun.
This group, Holding Roger Wilco in its grasp will stop at nothing to-
"Are there..." He started to the assembled DTR officers before pausing, already knowing the answer to the question are there any questions. Before simply waving one hand in a get on with it a motion to any of the millions of possible questions as to what they had all just seen from the recording that had showed up in an unmarked envelope on the precinct commissioners desk that had made its way down as an outright challenge against the precinct and its officers to the point where the man had made a show of personally involving the resources of the precinct, primarily the now under-staffed DTR teams with the casualties from the illegal syndicate mutant labs to in not so subtle an order to "find them and drag them back here by whatever left. you have ten hours, Andrej"
And that had been two hours ago before the team had been assembled including some of its newer members who had arrived that very day only to be shoved into a briefing on what clearly had to be a joke or publicity stunt of some kind. Regardless the Kuz officer rested a hand on the head of the always excited Lily the gunhund who was always so eager to spend time with so many frequent faces of the team.
"Are there being any of the questions? Just... Just ask of them already so we can get this one done, ye?"