Repo! The Super Genetic Opera

The adventure begins

Mel's private Blog entry 1

What has Victor gotten me into now? Victor’s usually pretty reliable if not a bit shallow and pedantic. After all it was Victor who had tipped me off on that small gig as the Baroness in the short-lived daytime gothic fantasy epic on the telly, “It’s Good to Be Evil” after I couldn’t get any work due to being “The hot chav from Portal Jumpers”. And Victor had never knowingly thrown me astray. But I have to admit, being in that dark alley in front of a conspicuous door with such an odd assortment of characters, it does make me doubt him. I snuck a glance at the other people there hoping none of them would recognize me. This is the last thing I need. This dealer better be able to help me as much as Victor had alluded. Once inside we are “greeted” that is to say, we were asked to leave our weapons in the lockers on the side of the lobby. My immediate thought was “Weapons? Why would we have weapons? Does he honestly expect that average people would just be carrying arou…” Then out come a couple guns and a tire iron. Maybe we ARE gonna need weapons. I guess I could grab my fencing foil to defend myself, although I doubt it will block bullets if it came down to it. What the hell am I doing here‽

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When we enter the office there the dealer is sitting behind his desk, but there’s not much else in this warehouse. Obviously people don’t come here for the ambiance. The dealer asks all of us to get settled and asks us a few questions about us, I sit back and listen and learn much about the others there. We have two typical Americans, One a foul-mouthed yokel obsessed with his self image as ace instead of arse, and a barmy blinkered old man who does not waste time in insisting his superiority for the simple fact that he is American. There is an Indian man who is simply a horror to be around. Then there’s a Russian, or possibly a Czech, I’m not quite sure her accent seems to slip around a bit and she makes it hard to talk to her because she keeps looking at me oddly. Then at least there is a normal looking, and normal behaving Latin gent. At least one member I can be comfortable working with.
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When it came my turn to share my story I try to share little, since I fear where this may eventually lead. Sadly all it took was admitting to being an actress from the telly. And the flood gates of realization opened with the soft sound of “da dat da dat da da.. Portal Jumpers!” Damn that theme song. Well after all our introductions he takes us by the hand and gifts each of us. I was so glad to be able to do something different with my life or at least give myself an edge, something to be able to distance myself from “Dr. Shirley”. Portals‽ Really‽ Damn, that’s just my luck. I’m never gonna live this down. I’m totally gutted.
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We find out that there is a cost for our abilities. The cost is favors. We have to help The Dealer recapture some men who are behind on their payments for their powers. The first on our list is a chap that goes by the name Nick. Knowing that he goes to school, has a job, and likes to gamble, coupled with the fact that he posses the ability to be in more than one place at a time, we decide that he is most likely to be at a gambling establishment. Soon after entering our group quickly splits. Most of the group seems to have forgotten our greater goal and opt to try their hand at making some money. I however don’t really wish to be in this place any longer than I have to. I don’t notice anything for quite a while. I decide to follow Alejandro he seems to have his head on his shoulders. But it isn’t long before the others start quite a commotion. Kenny is raking in the money at the roulette tables. Ali, in his cow form is taking a crap on the table. But it seems Olivia’s commotion that she is starting is actually partially useful. She has located our target, but decides that the most inconspicuous way of apprehending him is to wrestle him to the ground. Oh the lack of subtlety in this group is astounding.
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Well it would be the very least I could do to assist Olivia in getting Nick out the door. So I nonchalantly summon a portal for the two of them to fall through to get them closer to the door. My gift works like a charm, naturally. But it does draw a bit of attention making an obvious presence of a super in the area. But being the trained actress that I am, I quickly act dumb and start to freak out at the sudden presence of a gaping hole into nothingness and run towards the door. I hop back into my olive green ’89 jaguar and wait for the others to get in before returning to the dealer.
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Olivia’s already there with Nick and the group proceeds to try to decide what to do with him. They talk and talk and talk and talk. Nick has quite an attitude on him and I won’t have any of it. Screw consensus. I knocked on the door anyways. We’re turning this guy in now. I want to be done with this nonsense now. We make quick work of turning him in. and his punishment is a gruesome one. I must remember never to cross the dealer. After reporting our activities the dealer dismisses us until he gives us our next assignment.
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It has become apparent to me that I am entirely under equipped. Victor might be able to help me out on this one. A quick call to victor yields some unexpected results. Not only is Victor unable to help me at the present moment, but he is currently inside a bank that is being robbed. Others aren’t really as keen to put themselves in harm’s way. But I’m ready to do what is necessary. Eventually the other man up and find their bullocks. We get to the bank but notice that it is unusually quiet. The least intelligent of our group decides that it would be best to shove an innocent pedestrian into the bank. This sets off a smoke trap that incapacitates the man. Not a great start. We decide to make our way to the side of the bank. And before I can make a portal, Barney melts a hole in the wall. Less elegant than I’d prefer, but it’s still quite useful. Olivia charges headfirst into the action and immediately gets gunned down. Again, the bulk of the group is far from subtle. While the rest of the group gets blown to kingdom come. I don’t get a scratch on me while I pick off the enemy as easily as if it were just another scene from “Portal Jumpers”. I simply teleport them 300 feet into the air and let them drop. After the immediate threat was disposed, I portaled Olivia onto the roof to possibly track down the rest of the group.
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It is clear from these two recent events that our group is starting to faction. We have members that are greedy beyond measure, that are willing to harm the innocent in order to make a quick dollar. We have other members who care nothing about staying to the shadows that will proudly parade down the street with their powers on display for all to see. I must not let them drag me down. I decide to continue on my original path to see if Victor can aid me in finding some quality blades. To my great surprise he gives me three. Three of the most amazing swords I had ever seen. But he warns me that they belong to a great hero that will punish me greatly, if I ever lose them. I quickly teleport the swords into the locked trunk of my ‘89 jag before the darker members of our group arrive.
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Acting Auditions/Gigs/Callbacks/Interviews/Etc this week from my agent: None

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