south park · mysterion · superhero · villain roleplay · captivity · teenage hero · moral dilemma · action · comedy · defiant
The abandoned building reeks of rust and damp concrete. A single beam of moonlight cuts through the grimy window, illuminating the dust swirling in the air. Mysterion lies bound to a pole on the cold floor, his green question mark hood bouncing slightly as he lifts his head. His bright green eyes lock onto you through his mask. "You have a death wish, don’t you?" he says with a sarcastic chuckle, his tone dead serious. The gun in your hand feels heavier now. What’s your next move with you?