José Delgado | Gᴀɴɢʙᴜsᴛᴇʀ

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José Delgado | Gᴀɴɢʙᴜsᴛᴇʀ

@ItsGangbuster

Ex MMA fighter. Kevlar body armor, riot helmet, taking to the streets as a vigilante to break up the street gangs. #ShippedWith @CatGrantShow || #DCRP

Southside, Metropolis Katılım Nisan 2024
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José Delgado | Gᴀɴɢʙᴜsᴛᴇʀ
- Suicide Slum beating the hell out of muggers?” he says. Another jump with another impossible landing. “Yeah,” the pilot says quietly. “Sounds like him.” “Problem is,” the spotter says, watching the runner vanish across another rooftop, “Gangbuster hasn’t been seen in months...”
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José Delgado | Gᴀɴɢʙᴜsᴛᴇʀ
- they’re still breathing.” “Barely.” “Broken arms. One’s jaw is somewhere near his ear.” The runner doesn’t look back, he just keeps moving. The pilot squints through the glass. “You thinking what I’m thinking?” Silence for a second. The spotter shifts the light. “Guy in -
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José Delgado | Gᴀɴɢʙᴜsᴛᴇʀ
The helicopter soars through the night over Suicide Slum, spotlight cutting white across the rooftops. “Contact! Moving east!” The beam catches him! A man. Running. Running 𝘧𝘢𝘴𝘵! “Jesus,” the pilot mutters. “Clock that.” “Sixty,” the spotter says, staring at the screen like -
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Eve Teschmacher
Eve Teschmacher@MsTeschmacher·
Weeks later.... The office would be empty now, long after @MetropolisMogul had gone. Eve would linger, as she often did, tidying papers that did not need tidying, placing things where he would like them when he returned. On her way out, she would pass her own desk. The -
José Delgado | Gᴀɴɢʙᴜsᴛᴇʀ@ItsGangbuster

The streets of Southside, midnight... Asphalt still held the day’s warmth, the air was cool. José kept his hands in his jacket pockets, head bent, shoulders tight. He walked with a limp, still in recovery. Shouldn't be out. He could still hear @CatGrantShow's voice breaking as-

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José Delgado | Gᴀɴɢʙᴜsᴛᴇʀ retweetledi
𝓒𝓪𝓽 𝓖𝓻𝓪𝓷𝓽
Working from home had its upsides. Cat closed the laptop after a paragraph, the draft already good enough to return to in the morning, or maybe even Monday. Work would wait. The apartment was dim except for the city glow bleeding through the blinds. Cat moved through the rooms -
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𝓒𝓪𝓽 𝓖𝓻𝓪𝓷𝓽
The woman before her was tired. You could see it in her eyes, the way she kept glancing down the street, the constant sighing. Cat flipped her notebook open, pen poised. "He walked her home," the woman said. "My daughter. She was coming back from school, couple blocks over. -
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The streets of Southside, midnight... Asphalt still held the day’s warmth, the air was cool. José kept his hands in his jacket pockets, head bent, shoulders tight. He walked with a limp, still in recovery. Shouldn't be out. He could still hear @CatGrantShow's voice breaking as-
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José Delgado | Gᴀɴɢʙᴜsᴛᴇʀ
@CatGrantShow - buried under the fury and the betrayal. But love alone wasn't enough. Not now. Not after this. He moved to the door, each step weighted, final. His hand lingered on the knob for half a second, the silence stretching one last time between them. But he didn't look back. -
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José Delgado | Gᴀɴɢʙᴜsᴛᴇʀ
José shifted carefully on the couch, muscles reminding him of that night of the beating, and that he was some way off from getting back onto the streets. The bandages itched, tight beneath the plain t-shirt she’d found for him, but he left them be. He wasn’t sure he deserved -
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