Rocket-Boy.

''ʏᴏᴜ ʙᴇᴛᴛᴇʀ ᴅᴜᴄᴋ

ᴡʜᴇɴ ɪ sʜᴏᴡ ᴜᴘ

ᴛʜᴇ ɢᴏᴏ ɢᴏᴏ ᴍᴜᴄᴋ~''

#OC #DCRP #MVRP

[Rocket-Boy. @LookingRadiant]

"I'm a zombie mutant, Baby!"

☢️ Johnny "Rocket-Boy" Shultz.

☢️ Powers and History in Bio.

☢️ #DCRP/#VertigoRP

☢️Lewding with him could kill you.

[Rocket-Boy. @LookingRadiant]

@WingedBugLady "Fried a few guys cars, gave someone some wicked chemical burns. Nothing ultimately lethal. But the Bat got in my way before I could Finish the job. So, here I am. Doing merc and Recovery work for high paying clients.

What about you, Fly girl? What's your story?"

[Rocket-Boy. @LookingRadiant]

{Starter for @WingedBugLady}

Bixby Roads, AKA Roadrunner; High end car salesman, paraplegic, and Drug smuggling king pin. Makes his living off selling custom made super cars, and hiding away drugs and weopons in stolen vehicles. Started business at age fifteen.

Even king pins-

[Rocket-Boy. @LookingRadiant]

@WingedBugLady "Crap ain't healthy." He sniffled, sitting up as he began to glow brighter.

"Radiation poisoning keeps slowly killing me, but The regenerative abilities keeps me alive! I don't question how it works.

When I 'came back to life', I went on a bit of a revenge trip. -

[Rocket-Boy. @LookingRadiant]

((Anyone want to plot, or need a small villian or henchmen for anything?))

[Rocket-Boy. @LookingRadiant]

Zaps her with an energy bullet.

No cuddles for bad asses.

[Rocket-Boy. @LookingRadiant]

@WingedBugLady "This happens now and then.. Just pushed myself a little, is all..." He would groan his glow slowly returning. Real slowly...

[Rocket-Boy. @LookingRadiant]

@WingedBugLady Through the black asphalt and tar as they glided over it, some sinking in deep enough to wreck a car or bike.

"Ugh...

No. You won't grow eyes or get cancer. Just don't lick me or let me sneeze on you and you'll be fine." He would scoff sinking back into his seat.

-

[Joey 'Harlot Of The Titans' Wilson @MuteWilson]

//Anyone want to plot for a rp or a starter?

[Rocket-Boy. @LookingRadiant]

@WingedBugLady Through the now burning, bubbling hole of molten metal that he had made.

Sighing, Johnny would pull himself back into the vehicle, sinking into The seat with a almost sickly groan, as they sped off into the night.

[Rocket-Boy. @LookingRadiant]

@WingedBugLady He would laugh as they gained closer.

Closer

Closer..-!

With a wave of his hands, his glowing aura would blast from his dangling limb, hitting the doors squarely where they met, a cloud of smoke and steam surrounding the immediate area as they drove forward, -

[Rocket-Boy. @LookingRadiant]

@WingedBugLady Faint as he quickly hopped in the passenger seat, his hand dangling out the window. "Just Drive! I'll open the doors!"

[Rocket-Boy. @LookingRadiant]

@WingedBugLady He had grabbed hold of the large man she had taken the keys from, the defacto leader of this little gang. With glowing hands, he had tossed him into a pile of crates, toppling the wooden boxes ontop of him and some others, by the time Connie had gotten near. His glow was-

[Rocket-Boy. @LookingRadiant]

@WingedBugLady Was thrown rather expertly through the air between them.

"Go!" He would call back, already ahead of her as he flew across the warehouse.

[Rocket-Boy. @LookingRadiant]

@WingedBugLady Johnny had been blasting the same three guys over and over, practically juggling them in the air with his blasts, dropping them onto a group of their friends, buying him just enough time to turn to Connie and nod. "The car." He would quickly yelp, just dodging a wrench that -

[Rocket-Boy. @LookingRadiant]

#Bathunt

"The Bat is a killer? The Bat? Big Fink with pointy ears? I couldn't believe it.

Well, Jackass did dislocate my left arm. Twice. Isn't that big of a leap from assaulting teens to killing."

[Rocket-Boy. @LookingRadiant]

@WingedBugLady Knocking him back into a pile of metal just as the rest began to take notice of the intruder.

[Rocket-Boy. @LookingRadiant]

@WingedBugLady Bringing* His green hands down onto the back of one of the men, nearly breaking his spine.

"Hello, Boys! Time for a little rough housing!" He would laugh, his pointer finger extending as a beam of the green light shot from it's tip, hitting another man sqaure in the chest, -

[Rocket-Boy. @LookingRadiant]

@WingedBugLady "I'll take out the rest. Just need the Keys first. Gotta clear the Car."

[Rocket-Boy. @LookingRadiant]

@WingedBugLady Rusted scraps and tools, some jacking up the car itself.

"You think you can handle getting the Keys from that big one down there?" He'd gesture to a red bearded man, a cigar clenched tightly between his lips as he dug through a tool box, a collection of keys hooked to his hip.-