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⠀ ─ 𝐁𝐄𝐋𝐓-𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐋𝐄𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐃 ─ ⠀「 ⠀⠀ ⠀ 𝐂 𝐀 𝐏⠀⠀⠀／⠀⠀⠀𝐂 𝐎 𝐌 ⠀⠀ ⠀ ᴛᴀɪɴ ⠀⠀ ／⠀⠀⠀ ᴍᴀɴᴅᴏ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀ ᴛʜᴇ ɢʀᴇᴀᴛᴇsᴛ ʜᴇʀᴏ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ᴏғ ᴀʟʟ ᴛɪᴍᴇ. ⠀⠀⠀#CapcomRP • #MVRP ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀ 」

Literally! Pencil in the tape’s hole to rewind it. Maybe this track can be revisited another time…

Rewindin’ this tape.

Say the word... Henshin!

@HundredsOfKicks He’d already been cuffed from the fight with Cody, wrists bound in the same bindings the ex-convict wore for years. ❝It’s not good to grow complacent in procedure, officer.❞ He protested, though ultimately helped himself into the backseat. ❝…It’s how tragedies happen.❞

@CommitScumocide The woman escorted the convict to the parked vehicle with beaming red and blue lights. The back door was already opened for him to enter. She bluntly stated: ❝ I'm sure I don't have to tell you how this goes. ❞

@CommitScumocide — done when appointed to office. The words for a speech weren’t with him, but his actions spoke louder than any pretty words could hope to. Those streets belonged to the citizens, and there weren’t any thugs to rule them any longer. 【 #METROMAYHEM — END. 】

@RowdyDiplomacy — Metro City was no longer his, was it ever. It seems his short reign on this seemingly unstoppable anarchy was now over. 〝 There's your 'uncle', Mr. Mayor! You earned your city back fair and square! The Cap'n would like to talk to his lawyer now. . . 〞 「 #METROMAYHEM 」

@RowdyDiplomacy — thing within his vicinity. Erupted by a cough that spat a sputter of blood down his chin, weakly raising that scorched forearm to smear it against his charred skin. Flashing a smirk while gazing up at the Mayor, a politician who gave the fallen 'hero' a run for his money. —

Belger’s Penthouse, top floor. Once more did Cody climb his way through the Mad Gear headquarters, the source of the vile roots that had grown throughout Metro City’s streets. Grit-high fanatics and hired thugs were sent flying with every strike as the mayor fought —

@CommitScumocide — him at the mercy of the weakest chain in that link. Spotlights shined upon their face as civilians, law enforcement, and the Mad Gear were all made to see the puppet master dangle before them. ❝Go on, Cap! Call’em off so we can start fixin’ this.❞ 【 #METROMAYHEM 】

@RowdyDiplomacy — with a rising uppercut from his remaining gauntlet of justice, scattering the remaining contents of the metal glove, until nothing remained but the truth of his charred skin and words that rang alongside it. 〝 ...and I was played like a fiddle for it. 〞 「 #METROMAYHEM 」

@RowdyDiplomacy — to clash against his torso to completely free the less dominant of his hands from his molten glove. Skyrocketing temperatures releasing steam as his volcanic fist registered like a branding iron, barreling into his skin until nothing was left but his bare hand. Finalizing —