Hero x Villain rp!

Umbreon: *getting stuff ready* f**kin.. f**k, f**k.if he dies he wont be able to honor that bet.
(self imposed backstory, they had a bet where if U went 2 years without being caught/captured, Sam (I'm assuming that's the heroes name) would take him out to dinner)

~Time skip to 7:00pm~
*Sam is waiting outside*

U: *walks out* hello.

*hes dressed in something a bit nicer*
Sam: hey there.

U: ready?

Sam: Yup.

U: excellent. *he claps, and a car pulls up* I know youre partial to a certain ramen place, so i figured I'd take you to one of its... higher end, establishments.

Sam: Sounds good to me *He gets in*

U: *sits i a seat infront of you, its a limo, so he's looking you in the eye* Champagne?

Sam: I'll pass

U: very well. *pours himself a glass*

Sam: I'll say.

U: so. what's my reward for saving your ass?~

Sam: Im taking you up on that dinner deal

U: good.

Sam: What time sounds good? *he smiles*

U: 7:00. I'll pick you up outside my company. I know your ass is broke so I'm paying.

Sam: Ight, also, thanks. *he simply walks out*

U: *shakes his head* dumbass. *walks to the nerly totaled car* riiiiight...

*Sam simply strolls away, scoffing under his breath*

U: *walks*

Sam: What? *smile*

U: oh nothing.

Sam: Riiight…

U: you look nice.

Sam: Oh thanks, you do too

U: *places an order*

*he does also, he’s overly polite. (Just like me lol)*

U: *waits patiently, sipping the water*

*He just looks around*

*the food gets to you*

(Yup, that's his name, also, cool backstoryish thing. I like it)
News reporter: *On a radio in the background* I know some of you are wondering "Why cant he just free himself?" Well these criminals are cunning. They used his only weakness, electricity, against him.

U: *hops in a black, unmarked car, and drives* (U is kind of a lex luthor type, bonkers rich and only doing what he thinks is right, no matter who disagrees)

(Ah cool, okay)
*The traffic is light*

U: *arrives* time to f**k some people up. *slams the car door shut, causing a sizeable dent in the door and its body, before kicking the door down*

*When you enter the building, you see Sam tied to a chair, cuts on his face and the captivators standing around him, one with blood on their hands*
???: The f**k-

U: congratulations, you won the raffle. your prize is a death of your choosing, would you like, slow and horrible? or quick and equally horrible?

???: uh... neither.

U: Thank you for picking, Extra slow and Extra horrible. *he produces a wave of acid and dumps it on the kidnapper*

*Their screams echo through the building*

U: *works to undo Sams bindings* I think for this you owe me more than a dinner.

Sam: Oh really? Wow. That’s impressive

U: yeah.

Sam: I can barely remember my wallet and you can do that- sheesh-

U: I have too much free time.

Sam: Lucky. I’m to busy trying not to get shot or blown up to have any free time

U: fair enough, I am the one doing most of the shooting.

Sam: true that.

U: *chuckles*

Sam: Is that like your hobby? Trying to kill me?

U: ehhhh...

Sam: it is isn’t it.

U: its not not fun.

Sam: huh…. I figured it would be.

U: I said a double negative.

Sam: ohhh... damn.

U: but only because I like seeing your Spandex clad ass.

Sam: I don't kink shame but that's kinda odd.

U: I dotn shame either. but its nice seeing your full figure.

Sam: Tbh.... yeah. Same.

U: *smile*

Sam: so, tell me about yourself.

U: my favorite color... is purple.

Sam: Nice *he smiles*

U: and my favorite season... is fall.

Sam: Mine too.

U: oh?

Sam: Yup.

U: nice.

Sam: Anything else.

U: I think, you look very nice tonight.

Sam: Im not.

U: o-oh-

Sam: How much do you pay?

U: hm?

Sam: How much do you pay your employees?

U: entry level gets roughly 60 dollars an hour. with of course bonuses, overtime and such, the average yearly salary for a manager is more than enough for a comfortable living and retirement.

Sam: Well I'll be an intern... if you'll have me.

U: I'd have you any way at any time.

Sam: Great. Ill be there.

U: *chuckles*

*he smiles and looks away*

U: *resumes eating*

*he does so also*

Sam: Where should I even begin?

U: hm... what... is your favorite food?

Sam: Pizza. All the way. What about you?

U: hm... Cheesecake.

Sam: oh, Cheesecake is amazing too.

U: *agreeing grunt* favorite animal?

Sam: this is gonna sound so weird… but I love bumble bees.

U: bees are cute, if you don't look at em too close. I prefer cats.

Sam: oh yeah, I actually have one of my own

U: *gasp* fur child? can i see pics?

Sam: *to the waiter* Thank you.

U: *thanks as well*

*He takes a drink and begins eating*

U: *same, orders some wine*

Sam: *Sits back* Wine huh?

U: yes. you want any?

Sam: Oh, no thanks. I don't drink.... My father was an alcoholic. So I swore I would never.

U: fair enough, shame for the Cabernet, a 1922 I think. straight from Italy. *pours a glass*

Sam: Intresting.

U: *sips* so. tell me about yourself.

Sam: Jeez- Thats a lot

U: at least i get to blow half a million funding the repairs after our fights.

Sam: True.

U: *smile*

Sam: But /you/ cost me more than I can afford *his tone is not accusing, but playful almost*

U: maybe you should get a job~ I'm hiring interns at the moment.

Sam: Me? Work at your company? Do you know how many questions that would raise?

(rp to our rp)

(Dude I did)

(nooo i alr replyed to u)

U: and? I can make you a new identity.

Sam: Sounds tempting...Sure.

U: *smile* i cant tell if youre being sarcastic.

*He nods and walks in*

*its a nice place, decorated in Japanese traditional form*
U: I have a reservation.

U: *talks to the maiter'd and gets you to a booth*

*He sits down on one side*

U: *sits opposite, as they get the menus* order whatever you want, my treat.

Sam: *smile* Well, thanks.

U: *smiles back, not the usual cold, calculating smile, but a genuine smile*

Sam: I can pay for half

U: no, no. its quite alright. I daresay I've reached a point to where I have simply too much money and not enough to do with it.

Sam: I see. You billionaires... too much money. *Smirks* Not saying its a bad think*

U: its actually trillionaire as of last month. but yeah, you're right.

Sam: Not so bad yourself

U: says the one in the cute turtleneck.

Sam: *scoffs* Well, I wouldn't agree but, thanks.

U: *smile*

Sam: *he looks you up and down then looks away and chuckles to himself*

U: its the same suit I wear always, only blue.

Sam: it still looks nice though

U: my tailors are very good.

Sam: Yeah cause you pay good

U: because my tailor is myself.

*he gazes out the window*

U: imagine the press if they caught us. "local hero dating Vantablack Inc. CEO. possible Sugar daddy relationship?" *snorts into his glass and sips his drink*

Sam: A nightmare if you ask me

U: yes.

*Sam stares out the window again*

U: *you arive*

Sam: This place looks nice

U: thank you.

Sam: No prob-

U: *opens the door for you*

*He snickers and pulls out his phone*
Sam: Her name is Jinx. Or formerly known as Danger Floof
*he shows you a picture of a cat with white paws*

U: f**king. adorable. I own a cat myself. *pulls up a picture of a black cat* rare picture where she isn't trying to kill me. her name is Raven. formerly "cat I picked up off the side of the road"

Sam: she’s super cute. *he puts his phone in his pocket and smiles*

U: gotta love the little bastards.

Sam: though she caused me this. *he chuckles softly as he gestures to claw marks on his neck*

U: heh. mine loves to bite me when I am most vulnerable.

Sam: Exactly. Danger Floof.

U: *smile*

*he chuckles to himself*

U: *chuckles*