Eileen Carter liked heroes, liked living in Paragon City, and liked knowing that, of all the places she could have grown up and become a lawyer, the Big P was by far the safest. After all, how many other cities could claim such a staggeringly high per-capita figure of superheroes?
None. And handling their cases in court was a full-time job.
Safe as she felt, she learned, one late-working night in late October, that it had all been an illusion. On the way to her car, precariously balancing a load of files -- this 'Superball', she felt, somehow enjoyed swamping the legal system, because there was no way this many claims could be filed against a single hero without him deliberately encouraging it -- she was accosted by thugs.
"Gimme your purse, lady."
Eileen did what any Paragon City native would have done: she struggled. After all, there was always a hero right around the corner.
Not this time... and when she woke up in the hospital, told by doctors and friends alike that she was lucky to have survived, she decided that, regardless of how many heroes there already were, there simply weren't enough.
She needed to extend their reach. She needed to make sure that nobody else suffered like she had. She needed to empower the heroes to keep the scum under control. She needed... to set a Bulletproof Precedent.
= = =
Next up: Fire Melee/Electric Armor Scrapper.
--sofaspud
--"Listening to your kid is the audio equivalent of a Salvador Dali painting, Spud." --OpMegs
None. And handling their cases in court was a full-time job.
Safe as she felt, she learned, one late-working night in late October, that it had all been an illusion. On the way to her car, precariously balancing a load of files -- this 'Superball', she felt, somehow enjoyed swamping the legal system, because there was no way this many claims could be filed against a single hero without him deliberately encouraging it -- she was accosted by thugs.
"Gimme your purse, lady."
Eileen did what any Paragon City native would have done: she struggled. After all, there was always a hero right around the corner.
Not this time... and when she woke up in the hospital, told by doctors and friends alike that she was lucky to have survived, she decided that, regardless of how many heroes there already were, there simply weren't enough.
She needed to extend their reach. She needed to make sure that nobody else suffered like she had. She needed to empower the heroes to keep the scum under control. She needed... to set a Bulletproof Precedent.
= = =
Next up: Fire Melee/Electric Armor Scrapper.
--sofaspud
--"Listening to your kid is the audio equivalent of a Salvador Dali painting, Spud." --OpMegs