Post by Zeronone on Apr 3, 2024 8:25:36 GMT -7
An hour before.
Kris sat in his warehouse, fingers steepled over his desk as he awaited the person who had answered his Ad. His plan was simple, teleport into Moldova, have a meeting with their president, and take over peacefully. He had been considering this for some time and lately he had settled that he needed a place to really expand. So, he began researching the poorest and most impoverished nations in Europe. Ones that were not part of any organized group like Nato and who's political parties were corrupt selfish assholes. This was planned to be a scalpel takeover. Move in, bribe or threaten the corrupt president, take over and bring stability and peace to the country. It was spread out, didn't have a large military, and best of all the people were very unhappy and unsatisfied with their leadership. All things Kris saw a glowing chance to capitalize on.
He could bring the economy up, set himself up as a real leader capable of protecting and defending his nation from outside forces. More than that, he could open the country to powered beings of all kinds to live safely. No registry, no one trying to make them weapons, and a protected nation that accepts them as they are. Living in New York, he had seen how the powered beings are treated and how afraid of their own government they were. He saw a chance here to make a country for super powered beings where they could raise families, live lives, and just be normal with who they were. If they didn't want to come, he had no plans to force them, it would be a haven for those who needed a new start.
His plan was simple and quick. Teleport into the country, bribe or remove the president. Set himself up quickly as the central of power and activate his doom bots to guard the borders of the country. While they were doing that, he would prepare and activate his forcefield generators to protect the nation from missiles and weaponry. He had been planning this for months, before a certain young woman came into his life and changed everything. She had told him that maybe his purpose was to save people, and this was saving a lot of people at once and then making a place where people could find safety regardless of appearance or power.
He took a deep breath behind his mask, was this something he should do? Things have changed so much, was he still following in the footsteps of Doom? He sighed, closing his eyes. It was hard walking a fine line, but he needed to do something, and this was a great start. He had no interest in world domination, he had already decided not to go that far. But he needed a place where he could build and not be bogged down by political crap and greedy governments. A place where people could be happy. And sometimes you had to be a bad guy to be a good man.
Kris sat in his warehouse, fingers steepled over his desk as he awaited the person who had answered his Ad. His plan was simple, teleport into Moldova, have a meeting with their president, and take over peacefully. He had been considering this for some time and lately he had settled that he needed a place to really expand. So, he began researching the poorest and most impoverished nations in Europe. Ones that were not part of any organized group like Nato and who's political parties were corrupt selfish assholes. This was planned to be a scalpel takeover. Move in, bribe or threaten the corrupt president, take over and bring stability and peace to the country. It was spread out, didn't have a large military, and best of all the people were very unhappy and unsatisfied with their leadership. All things Kris saw a glowing chance to capitalize on.
He could bring the economy up, set himself up as a real leader capable of protecting and defending his nation from outside forces. More than that, he could open the country to powered beings of all kinds to live safely. No registry, no one trying to make them weapons, and a protected nation that accepts them as they are. Living in New York, he had seen how the powered beings are treated and how afraid of their own government they were. He saw a chance here to make a country for super powered beings where they could raise families, live lives, and just be normal with who they were. If they didn't want to come, he had no plans to force them, it would be a haven for those who needed a new start.
His plan was simple and quick. Teleport into the country, bribe or remove the president. Set himself up quickly as the central of power and activate his doom bots to guard the borders of the country. While they were doing that, he would prepare and activate his forcefield generators to protect the nation from missiles and weaponry. He had been planning this for months, before a certain young woman came into his life and changed everything. She had told him that maybe his purpose was to save people, and this was saving a lot of people at once and then making a place where people could find safety regardless of appearance or power.
He took a deep breath behind his mask, was this something he should do? Things have changed so much, was he still following in the footsteps of Doom? He sighed, closing his eyes. It was hard walking a fine line, but he needed to do something, and this was a great start. He had no interest in world domination, he had already decided not to go that far. But he needed a place where he could build and not be bogged down by political crap and greedy governments. A place where people could be happy. And sometimes you had to be a bad guy to be a good man.
