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Discussion in 'CW Index' started by Prince Charon, Mar 19, 2014.

  1. Metallix666

    Metallix666 Not too sore, are you?

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    Some of you might remember me posting the original of this two years ago (bloody hell, where did the time go?) but i decided to clean it up and possibly even continue it.


    Worm: Merrie Melodies
    1-1

    “Just shoot the kids. If you find the little bitch, shoot her twice just to be sure!” Lung shouted. He was was standing in a parking lot in the northern end of town, right on the edge of ABB territory. The parking lot was surrounded by tall buildings and the only way in or out was an alleyway that was only just wide enough for a car to fit through.

    Around Lung were gathered nearly two dozen men. Most of them were holding bats, metals poles, and who knew what else. I didn't doubt for a moment that many of them were also carrying guns.

    Hiding behind a nearby dumpster, I was having a minor panic attack. This was my first night out, I barely had control over my powers, and I didn’t know the first thing about fighting.

    Oh God, he’s going to kill kids?!

    The smart thing to do would be to run. To get away and call for help. But I didn’t have a cell phone and the chances of me finding a working pay phone in the area were low and even if I did, would the PRT get here in time?

    Kill, kids. The idea sat on my mind like a lead weight. I didn’t have a choice, if I wanted to stop Lung, I would have to do it myself. I only hoped my power was stronger than his.

    Taking a deep breath to calm myself, I let go of my power and slowly stood up. Stepping out of my hiding place, I appeared behind Lung.

    “I-I won’t let you kill anyone!” I said, not quite keeping my voice from trembling. Oh my god I'm going to die!

    Lung didn’t quite jump, but his body tensed and his head spun to face me with an audible crack.

    “Who the fuck are you?”

    His voice was deep and heavily accented, making him sound slow, but I wasn’t fooled. I could see the intelligence in his eyes.

    “I-”

    “Leave. Now,” he warned, drawing himself up to full height. He turned his back to me and walked away. His men had spread out while we were talking, forming a semicircle. They parted quickly, letting him pass. A number of them had drawn their guns.

    “No!” my mouth said, sounding much more confident. Oh god, shut up! Even so, I could feel my power expanding, rapidly filling the lot.

    Lung’s mask flexed as he looked over his shoulder, following his expression as he smirked at me.

    “You think you can stop me?”

    “Yes.” There goes my mouth again.

    His arm moved so fast it seemed to blur, driving itself deep into my stomach and sending me flying. I hit the ground so hard that I bounced twice before slamming into a wall. I was still seeing stars when he gave the order to kill me.

    His men raised their guns and fired.

    Eyes wide in terror, I pulled myself off the wall and ran, jumping and ducking randomly as I tried to get away. I wasn't quite dodging the bullets, I was simply one step ahead of them. Spotting a nearby manhole, I jumped as high as I could and dove for it. I hit the cover, causing it to flip end over end like a bin lid before slamming closed after me with a clang.

    I reappeared inside the same dumpster I’d been hiding behind earlier and carefully lifted the lid. In the distance, with their backs to me, the ABB were struggling to lift the manhole cover. Even Lung couldn’t make it budge.

    Smirking to myself, I could feel my power building. The fear from earlier was giving way to excitement. I could do this.

    Climbing out of the dumpster, I walked calmly up to the group, stopping at the edge of the crowd and tapping one of the thugs on the shoulder.

    “What's going on?” I said with total sincerity.

    The thug didn’t even spare me a glance when he answered.

    “Some crazy cape just tried to jump the boss.”

    Despite everything I’d done at home with my power, I couldn't believe this was working.

    “Crazy cape? Was she tall?” I said, holding my hand in the air to indicate height and the man nodded. “Wearing a hoody and jeans? With long hair?”

    The man nodded absently, but I could see realisation starting to dawn. 3...2...1

    Eye’s wide, he turned to look at me, “Hey-!”

    Before he could finish his shout, I shoved a fizzing red stick into his hands, kissed his forehead, and ran off so fast I left a me-shaped dust cloud.

    He barely had time to realise what he was holding before it exploded. The blast knocked the gathered people flying and created a mushroom cloud that could be seen from the far side of the city.

    When the smoke cleared, everyone but me was covered in soot. In one perfectly-timed movement, they all slumped to the ground unconscious. Even Lung was left in a tangled heap of limbs. Sighing in relief, I was just about to start zip-tying people when Lung exploded.

    I wave of fire swept across the lot with Lung at its center. The only reason Lung’s men were still alive was because of my power.

    “GOO ITCH! I KEEL OUU!” Lung screamed. Scales were rapidly covering his skin and his face had started to stretch forwards, becoming more maw like and slurring his speech. Before I could move, he sent a burst of fire at me. There was nothing I could do but close my eyes and hope for the best.

    When the fire finally stopped I was nothing more than a vaguely human shaped piece of charcoal. Swaying on the spot, I coughed, breathing out a small cloud of smoke.

    “Did you order original recipe, or extra crispy?” I said weakly as Lung advanced on me.

    Snapping out of my confusion, I shook the dust off me like a dog shedding water. Giving Lung a weak smile, I bolted. Lung was between me and the only exit, so I ran towards a nearby fire escape and bolted up to it.

    Leaving nothing but a blur in my wake, I reached the roof before Lung could stop me. I found a door on the roof and, without pausing to check if it was locked, pulled it open and ran inside. Locks were for other people.

    Outside, there was a crunch as Lung landed on the roof. I was fairly sure he’d jumped; there was no way he’d made it up the fire escape already.

    The door rattled twice before Lung was able to wrench it open with a growl, his neck lengthening as he continued to transform.

    Faced with an enraged Lung, I let out a high pitched scream and turned away quickly, desperately trying to hide my body from view. My clothes had vanished, leaving me in only a towel that was far too small for my suddenly curvy form.

    Lungs blush was visible though his scales. He quickly pulled his head back and propped the broken door against the frame with an embarrassed “Gooury!”

    Two seconds later and with a roar of rage, Lung tore the door off its hinges, but I was already gone.

    I stepped out of a rooftop door on a building on the opposing side of the parking lot. I suppose I could have just ran away, but there was no guarantee Lung would stop looking for me or that he wouldn’t just carry on with his original plan.

    “Yoo-hoo! Are you looking for me?” I called to him with a cheery wave. Lung’s head snapped in my direction and I quickly ducked back through the door. Lung cleared the distance between the buildings in a single jump, landing on the roof with enough force to shake the building. He tore the door open, but again I was already gone.

    “Over here!” I yelled, from another roof. I wasn’t sure I could keep this up. For one thing, I was running out of doors. For another, Lung was only getting bigger.

    Leaving him on the roofs, I stepped out of a door on the ground floor, walked into the center of the parking lot, and let out a high pitched whistle.

    Lung crashed to the ground behind me, but I refused to turn around. Instead, I kept my attention on my finger nails. I could feel him though, standing right behind me, heat rolling off him.

    At some point, my hood had fallen down, exposing my long hair. It was the one thing I took pride in and I realised it was starting to curl up from the heat Lung was giving off.

    Turning around, I shoved him backwards. “Hey! Stop messing up my hair! Do you know how hard it is to keep it looking like this?”

    Lung looked more surprised than I was when he slid smoothly backwards, even as the tarmac was starting to melt under him. He looked more dragon than human at this point. He was nearly ten feet at his hunched shoulders. His face and neck had elongated and his feet were claws.

    “Now listen here, you! You can't just go round setting things on fire and killing people!”

    Lungs eyes narrowed and he took a step forward, growling menacingly. Too drunk on adrenaline and my own power to be scared, I pulled a rolled up newspaper from my pocket and hit him over the nose with it.

    “No! Bad dragon!”

    Shocked, Lungs eyes crossed as he stared in bewilderment at his snout. My power was singing in my veins, this entire area was drenched in it and there was almost nothing Lung could do against me now.

    I pointed to a nearby garage that had been smashed open at some point in the fight.

    “Bad dragon! Now go to your cave and think about what you did!” I said, using the same tone of voice I’d heard people use on their dogs.

    For one incredible moment, it worked. Head down and tail between his legs, Lung slunk over to the garage, grumbling and stomping his feet like an unruly child. He was halfway there when the spell broke and he came to his senses.

    Bursting into flames, he spun around and sent a massive gout of flame towards me, but it was too late.

    While his back had been turned, my clothes had switched to a firefighter's uniform, complete with hose that led back to a fire truck that had appeared behind me. The truck was manned by a team of me, all in identical uniforms.

    Turning the valve on the hose, I sent a jet of water towards Lung. The water met his flame halfway and the two elements battled for supremacy. Lung roared, putting more effort into his flame and it started to push my water back.

    “More pressure!” I screamed, squaring my shoulders and bracing my feet. One of my copies quickly ran to the side of the fire truck. Grabbing a giant red lever labeled ‘old faithful’ she held on tightly and slammed the lever down.

    Alarms sounded and the truck rattled and screamed as the hose I was holding bulged. Then the torrent was unleashed. A geyser surged forwards, overpowering Lung’s flame and hitting him with the force of a speeding freight train.

    Flying backwards, Lungs clawed feet carved grooves into the ground as he tried to stop himself. Slamming into the building behind him, Lung continued to roar and thrash even as the water, and more importantly my power, overwhelmed him.

    I fought to keep the thrashing hose pointed at Lung even though I’d long lost sight of him. At the truck, one of 'me' manned the pump controls and watched as water level drained away. By the time the water cut off, my power had forced Lung back to human and rendered him unconscious.

    That's how it was supposed to go right? The big finish and now he was beaten. As long as I wanted it to happen, my power would do it.

    Not wanting to risk Lung getting back up, I pulled a long length of chain out of a pocket and wrapped Lung up in it. I used a dozen padlocks randomly dotted throughout the chain to keep him secured and put a pretty pink bow on top.

    Now all I needed to do was call the PRT…

    Noticing one of Lungs followers out the corner of my eye, I realised one of them would probably have a cell phone I could use. Besides, I needed to make sure they didn’t get away. As I carefully checked them over for injuries and any remaining weapons, I could feel my power slowly shrinking.

    I had just finished zip-tying the last man and was debating whether I should use the phone I found when I heard a motorbike pull up sharply behind me. Oh now what?!
     
  2. Scope

    Scope I trust you know where the happy button is?

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    Like Lung, but with Toon Force?
     
  3. Metallix666

    Metallix666 Not too sore, are you?

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    something like that. There is more going on there, but it will be revealed over time.
     
  4. OverReactionGuy

    OverReactionGuy Verified Sanity

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    -blinks-

    I forgot this thread existed. Ah, well.

    Love the Loony Toon Taylor Metallix666!
     
  5. Adyen

    Adyen Experienced.

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    So, a little something that I think I might continue... but I've said that about all my fanfics at one point or another.

    Cookies for those who recognize the crossover.




    It was the morning song that woke me.

    A little tune that sang in an language that I could understand, but I never heard before.

    A song that sang of love and joy, of sorrow and anger. Of hate so deep that it cannot be forgotten.

    But a song that soon receded to the back of my mind as I reoriented myself and noticed that I was sleeping in a hospital bed.


    zfeeeb tssem
    Oh Gods, convey your great love to the world
    I strongly wish for your love and compassion.


    "6 months?!"

    On one hand, I was rather surprised to hear that I was in a coma for 6 months. On the other, I kind of had a feeling that a period of time had passed, considering how weak I felt. I looked at the nurse while he looked at that machine that went "beep-beep" in time with my heart (a heart monitor, something told me).

    "Half a year, yes." He replied, apparently satisfied with what he saw. "Your father has already been contacted, so just relax and save your energy. Would you like something to drink while we wait for the doctor?"

    Licking my lips, I found that they were slightly parched and told him that it would be appreciated. While he was away, I tried to recall what had happened, but only a vague sense of fear and disgust remained in my memory. I could remember the day before the New Years holidays ended, but nothing afterwards - nothing except that vague sense that "something" happened in a certain period of time, but not the details.

    Looking around at the rather sterile room, I was almost afraid to find out what.




    I was having a pleasant chat with the doctor (Dr. Hill) about the things that had happened in the past 6 months when a loud banging of the door being shoved opened rung through the room.

    "TAYLOR!"

    Dad's yell surprised me as much as his barging into the room and caused me to jump in surprise. I turned and found that while his voice was still recognizable, he looked maybe 10 years older than I remembered.

    He quick ran towards me with what seemed like the intent to hug me, but was quickly restrained by the doctor besides me.

    "Mr. Hebert! Please calm down!" He said seemingly having trouble holding my father back. "I will not have you rushing my patient regardless of how much you missed them!"

    Seeing dad get scolded by another grown man was kind of amusing, but more importantly it caused me to realize that it really has been at least 6 months since the time I last remembered and today.

    "Dad?" I managed to stutter out as my emotions started to run rampant. I reached out for him with an arm and he quickly side-stepped the doctor to hold my hand. Despite how he looked, the feel of his hand was still as comforting as I remembered; I could feel my breath hitch and tears gather around my eyes. "You look older."

    I don't know why that was the first thing that I blurted out, but dad just laughed as he held my hand tight.




    We spent the next hours together as the doctor explained that the reason why I couldn't remember exactly what happened was probably a normal side-effect of falling into a coma due to what I experienced. Apparently there were "normal" side-effects of falling into a coma?

    Apparently I was found stuffed into my locker with a lot of garbage that included things like used tampons and plant skins and other organic garbage. They found me after my father called police regarding me being missing and an investigation to where I was last seen found the rather putrid smelling locker in the school during the weekend. According to the doctors, I was near death and had to be resuscitated multiple times before Panacea healed my body, though I had slipped into a coma by then and she was unable to bring me out of it.

    No evidence of the culprits were found though there was some talk about Sophia Hess pushing me into the locker. But according to dad those testimonies were eventually thrown out due to those same people having E88 ties and thus unreliable. I would not be surprised if it really was Sophia that did it - but I just can't remember what happened.

    Before we knew it, the doctor told us that guest times were ending and that dad would have to return tomorrow. I could tell that he didn't want to leave, but I reassured him that I'll still be here and he shouldn't cause trouble for the hospital. He grinned at me, and I felt a bit of happiness at being able to cheer dad up from all the worry that I must have caused for him.




    "Taylor?"

    I jumped in surprise as I turned and found dad shaking my shoulder. I was so engrossed with the crossword puzzle that I must have missed him entering the room. "Dad! When did you get here?" I asked, embarrassed. I quickly hid the small booklet away from dad, hoping that he didn't see it.

    He gave me a rather amused look as I realized how silly my actions were since he was close enough to shake my shoulder. "I've been calling you for a while now." He said, not really hiding his amusement at my embarrassment. "I was a bit worried when you didn't respond when I knocked, but it seems like you were just having some fun?"

    I could feel my face heat up again as he sat on a chair beside the bed. I've been losing track of the world whenever I get engrossed in something, and it seemed that it was getting worse as I recover. The doctors had said that I become hyper-focused on anything that I work on and that it might just be another thing that I picked up after recovering from my coma.

    No matter how much the doctors says that it's nothing to be worried about, I still wish I could stop doing that as it was super embarrassing to be caught unaware - and I worry what might happen back at Winslow if I start hyper-focusing like that around the Trio.

    "Leave me alone." I whined at dad as he once again laughed at my expense. I love him to death, but I'm not sure it's enough to make up for all the times he's made fun of me in the past weeks since I woke up.

    "Well, I was just checking up on you to make sure you were ready to go." Dad said as he turned his head towards the wheelchair behind him. Months of inactivity had caused some atrophy on my muscles despite hospital workers moving my body for me, and dad borrowed a wheelchair from the hospital until I was well enough to walk on my own.

    As I lifted my arms so that my father can carry me out of bed, I can't help but hope that the rest of the year would be better than the one I had already missed.
     
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  6. Prince Charon

    Prince Charon Versed in the lewd.

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    Odd little power idea: Someone who gains a different power depending on what they're wearing. Not necessarily the power you'd expect them to get, but certainly something related to what they're wearing. For example, a labcoat might grant some sort of Tinker power, especially if you include tools or other items relating to a particular specialty, but it also might grant a science-related Thinker power, or even an anger-based Brute-Changer power. If, say, Sarah Livsey got this power when she was twelve (AFAICT, this would be before her brother's suicide, so the trigger would be different), dressing in her Alexandria Hallowe'en costume might get her a copy of Alexandria's full powers, or give her a generic Alexandria package (because people seem to forget her Thinker powers when defining that package), or give her only Library of Alexandria's Thinker powers, with at best minor physical boosts, or she might get something totally other. If Dennis got it and dressed as Panacea to try to get her power and heal his father, he might get some version of her power, or another healing power, or a Changer power that would turn him into a girl and back.

    Generally, it depends on how the wearer's subconscious thinks of what they're wearing, and on how their shard interprets that, so results can be pretty weird.
     
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  7. Adyen

    Adyen Experienced.

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    zfeeeb tssem
    Interlude 1

    Jonathan Hill glanced down from his second story vantage point at the Hebert family.

    "You know I still disagree with this." He said to his boss and director of the hospital Janet Jackson. "Panacea told us that we should alert them of the possible mutations to Taylor's body due to the infections in her brain."

    "And I've told you that our hands are tied." Janet answered warily. "There's a court order prohibiting further discussion of anything related to what happened to Ms. Hebert."

    Jonathan snorted. "That's bullshit and you know it. When did preventing information of underage criminals include informing someone that the acts against her may cause her DNA to mutate?"

    He mentally recalled Panacea's warning that some of the viruses and bacteria had entered Taylor's bloodstream and was lodged within her brain. Included was some parasite rarely seen outside of insects, and she couldn't remove it due to where it was.

    The hospital had given Taylor a full dose of antibiotics, but the latest blood tests still show that it still there. The best possible outcome is that whatever mutations all the toxicity caused wouldn't become a cancerous tumor, but the girl would still be living with much more difficulties if it wasn't for the healing that Panacea did.

    "The courts has already decreed that if any complications happen due to the information ban, a healer would be made available to Ms. Hebert." Janet told him in a tone that brook no arguments. "There's nothing else we can do, do drop it."

    A frown appeared on Jonathan's face, but he stayed silent. In his mind, he wondered when the government gained the ability to force healers to heal people, or to not tell its own citizens a health threat that they are facing without knowing.

    And what it said about him for following those orders.
     
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  8. vyor

    vyor Probably an Omnibus

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    Yaaaaa, no. That violates 3 things: Common sense and logic, the law, and the hippocratic oath.
     
  9. Adyen

    Adyen Experienced.

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    A lot of things violate a lot stuff in Worm. Even the doctors know that violates a whole bunch of stuff.

    Though in this case the law isnt violated cause that is a court decision (that nobody other than certain people know about).
     
  10. ShadowStepper1300

    ShadowStepper1300 Know what you're doing yet?

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    Um, it's literally the job of the courts to interpret the law and provide punishments for breaking it, not violate it.
     
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  11. Adyen

    Adyen Experienced.

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    Tell that to the Worm-verse where wearing a mask allows someone to get away with murder without having their name be released and hunted down.
     
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    Snake/Eater Experienced.

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    You just describe the problem with DC and Marvel.
     
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    TanaNari Verified Dick

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    ... Not really? Far as I know, most of the villains' identities are revealed rather quickly in cases where it matters and they're caught, at least.

    Sure, it's common enough (especially in DC) to have villains who no longer have a civilian identity (Joker, Juggernaut) or who don't need secret identities (Darkseid, Doctor Doom), but most of the time identities are made public and in Marvel the government scours the country for criminal superhumans (especially the mutants). All Batman's foes seem to get revealed in pretty much the second encounter.

    No, seriously, can you name a long-running Marvel or DC villain who's kept a secret identity secret? I can't.
     
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  14. vyor

    vyor Probably an Omnibus

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    ... Maybe because they don't know their names? Once the E88's names came out they were immediately gone after.

    In other words:


    Luthor got voted into the presidency.
     
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    TanaNari Verified Dick

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    Yeah, but that was AFTER he served a prison sentence.
     
  16. vyor

    vyor Probably an Omnibus

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    That doesn't actually matter. Felons aren't allowed to run for president IIRC.
     
  17. TanaNari

    TanaNari Verified Dick

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    Untrue. As long as you're a native born US citizen who's at least 35 and has spent the last 14 years living in the USA, you can run for president. Doesn't matter what crime you've committed- in fact, you can run from your prison cell if you want.

    Does make it more difficult to get people to vote for you, however.
     
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  18. vyor

    vyor Probably an Omnibus

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    Huh.

    Oh! Deathstroke had a secret identity. Same with sportsmaster. Clayface did(duh). Poison ivy did... For marvel there was magneto for a while.

    Really the big issue with that question is how many villains actually had the option to hide themselves. Most of them were physically deformed or completely insane after all.
     
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  19. ShadowStepper1300

    ShadowStepper1300 Know what you're doing yet?

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    I'm guessing that there is specifically a law in Worm separating cape identities from civilian identities.
     
  20. TanaNari

    TanaNari Verified Dick

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    Had being one half of the operative term- the other is he managed to not get caught for quite a while.

    Not really familiar with him, but didn't he generally stick to petty crime? You know... the stuff that generally doesn't attract FBI attention?

    Well, being a shapeshifter or someone who doesn't have to be within a hundred miles of the crime does help with secret identities.

    Well, in the "old" comics, he was assumed dead as a victim of the holocaust. Dunno what the new variant looks like.

    There is that. But still, it destroys the assertion that Marvel and DC's legal forces had any respect for those hiding behind a mask.
     
  21. vyor

    vyor Probably an Omnibus

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    True, but do worm authorities? I don't think they do as, for the most part, they seem to release the names after the villain gets to the birdcage(if they actually know the name, I highly doubt Lung has many surviving records about that).
     
  22. Adyen

    Adyen Experienced.

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    You're trying to say that once someone's identity becomes known they get hunted down while I'm saying that they can murder without having their names released or searched for (ie Kaiser who went after the guy who broke the unspoken rules canonically before the story started). They're different things.
     
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    vyor Probably an Omnibus

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    Question: How do you figure out the identity of a person wearing a full suit of plate armor?
     
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    daimahou Gentleman Tentacle(s)

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    Don't they have some kind of registry for full suit of plate armor in America?
     
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    vyor Probably an Omnibus

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    N... No. What... What?

    Like, I googled for one, because that's just so what that it had to be a thing and it's not.

    The fuck did you get that from?
     
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    daimahou Gentleman Tentacle(s)

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    ... Well, just thought that since they don't have armors left lying around in places they would have some kind of registry for it if someone decides to get some so they somehow get money from it, but it seems I'm wrong.
     
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    vyor Probably an Omnibus

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    No, that's just taxes. Besides the point, kaiser makes his own armor with his power.
     
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    Metallix666 Not too sore, are you?

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    Keep in mind, most of what we know about the 'unwritten' rules came from a thinker, along with a fairly weak justification for being a villian. What's more, the undersiders were really the only ones shown to care about them.

    The whole 'no unmasking' stuff mostly seems to apply to other capes and is heavily slanted towards the villians. the justification seems to be "you dont look for my identity and I dont paint the walls with your family's blood."
    iirc, thats fanon.
     
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    Adyen Experienced.

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    By using devices to detect moving pieces of metal that disappears after a while so you don't mix them up with vehicles? Using a really strong magnet against him?

    Hmm. Could be, and I'm really too tired to dig around chapter 15 to find out if it was or not.

    Then how about Oni Lee? He's killed more than enough people but nobody's tried to unmask him yet.
     
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    Metallix666 Not too sore, are you?

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    again, "you dont look for my identity and I dont paint the walls with your family's blood."

    The examples you keep using, Kaiser, Lung, Oni Lee, most of the empire capes etc, are all killers. Anyone stupid enough to try unmasking them is just going to get themselves and others killed.

    Keep in mind, the heros dont follow the rules because they want too. The heros are out numbered and the villians are killers.

    In canon, this was Purity's response to being unmasked.
    So, think of it like this. The Protectorate releases all the names they have. Every villian they have ever dealt with, fought or arrested is publicly unmasked... then what?

    The capes they have unmasked no longer have anything to lose. No reason not to kill everyone who gets in their way. Keep in mind, we are talking about people who can depopulate a city. This isn't Marvel/DC, the villians look just as normal as everyone else. Night and fog for example, what would happen if they walked into a crouded mall - say during black friday - and started attacking people?

    The villians sorta follow the rules cause it's convenient. The heros follow it because they dont have a choice.