The sun is shining, the weather is right, mutants are being persecuted, and heroes are losing their worth. It's a dream come true for the most hated woman in the world. Her vision of utopia is now a reality, because every form of opposition that once stood in her way has subsequently depleted. The best part? She didn't even have to lift a single finger.
"AH!" She exaggeratedly exhaled as she stretched her arms outward with an almost uncharacteristic aura of absolute glee. "It's time. It really is." Miss Pierce muttered to herself with reassuring undertones, her brief pause represented her sheer disbelief toward the world that she personally believed molded to her every whim. Nevertheless, this new morning was far more important than the news she received pertaining to Nike Inc.
"A new beginning." Casually dressed in a simple black t-shirt with the addition of dark denim shorts, the naturally developed pinnacle of intellectual perfection exuberantly tore the covers off her legs as she hopped onto the mahogany wood flooring of her secret estate outside of her nation's capital city.
In a childlike manner the supposed mistress of mayhem skipped to her desk, a plain desk compared to the designer brand mentality of the company she's held, but this desk was different than the rest. It was decorated by a packet of milky white papers which were placed at the center with a pen sitting right beside its' freshly printed companion. However, these papers weren't blank, in fact they contained the words so effortlessly manifested from the heart of Miss Pierce, Shinji Tzukazaki, and her House of Representatives.
"How should I sign it? I have to give it character." Although it took some telepathic brainwashing, especially considering the fact that this law went against the infrastructure of American freedom; it was a necessary evil. An evil the wicked western witch was more than happy to unleash on those who'd wish her dead.
"Screw it! Keep it simple." In an unorthodox fashion the President of the United States signed a bill in the quarters of her unsolicited estate, smiling as she made the world of heroes more difficult then ever before.
"Let your actions speak louder than your words."
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Action Against Powers
I've been gone for too long. I can see it in the way I'm looked at. No one ever knows how to talk to me. I'm just sorta here. I'm the guy who could have stopped Clarice's ascension. I'm the guy who never lived up to his potential. I have a son and one friend. That's literally my legacy. It's pathetic to think this is....this was my life. At least I want it to be, but with the way things are going. I don't know how I'll ever be the change I want to see.
"You're kidding me, right?" He's momentarily taken back to a time of turmoil when his former flame, and mother of his only son, Clarice Michelle Pierce steps up to a podium in Washington D.C. "No, f*cking way. This can't be." At first it's difficult to decipher every slither of political dialect, but having grown up in the games of media made the modernized aristocrat privy to gist of the president's carefully orchestrated presidential address.
In simpler terms her Action Against Powers Bill made the position of powers, regardless of genetic or acquired, as illegal as buying a gun without a license. From hence forth anyone with powers would be required to take a series of courses, tests, and a number of processes to determine whether she or he were mentally stable to have powers.
However, this bill withheld a certain amount of important intricacies. Americans with powers along the lines of telepathy, matter manipulation, or anything deemed hazardous to the health of other Americans would have no choice but to take a serum that'd make their power nonexistent. Yet, if they're deemed capable those few will be given the opportunity to live under the assumption they won't abuse their gifts.
As for those with simpler powers like enhanced strength, intellect, and plethora of low levels powers; they'd be given the choice (alongside a very small number of higher powered Americans) the choice to work for the government in some form or another or be injected with a chip that'd monitor their power activity through the use of sentinel like beings crafted by the Tzukazaki Wata-Dai Corporation.
Anyone using their powers without proper grounds (i.e. Murder, theft, anything deemed illegal, or interfering in the matters of law) the licensed mutants will be injected with the cure after a fair and proper trial.
In other words....Clarice Michelle Pierce had put the proverbial leash on heroes and mutant kind alike. Meaning anyone that stepped out of line or even thought of stepping out of line would be faced with inevitability of losing their defining characteristics. This bill and its' series of laws would be implemented in a yet to be specified date, but regardless of the start date.....Noah sat with a stunned expression. Not because his world was turned upside down or because the wicked witch had stood unopposed, but because......he kind of agreed with her stance on modern day heroics......
Open Discussion
I had an aha moment. I'm very much done writing in the manner of joining teams, open rpgs, etc. for the foreseeable future. However, I wanted to make one last contribution to canon by making everyone's life a living hell. I'm not very savvy with the inner workings of bills and laws, but I feel what I wrote was right (Correct me if I'm wrong). With that said, I wanted to discuss if y'all would be okay with this.
I figured we could talk it out and make this the final push where a new world is crafted. I imagine this world as a place where Americans have to monitor their powers, be careful who they used it around, and have to play hero low key or join the government and do as they say. I think it's well rounded enough that if you guys are cool with it this will be canon and I'm more than okay with you guys and gals filling out any other details to make the narrative stronger.
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