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The Republic of Atria
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Capitalist Paradise

Postby The Republic of Atria » Fri May 01, 2015 4:09 pm

A few minutes later, Alex regained consciousness, though still weak, he was in some pain, he could walk around. "Ugh..." He said and with the held of the Silver Surfer, stayed on his feet. "My chest feels like... Ow." He cringed and the Surfer laid him back down. "I can stand... My legs aren't broken." Alex said confident but with obvious pain.

"You are lucky to be alive. I have good news and bad news for you. The good news is, I know what the energy your body is wielding that is capable of defeating Nightmare. The bad news... Have you ever heard of a man under the alias of the Molecule Man?" The Surfer asked.

"Owen Reece..." He said and put his hand over his chest. "Crazy guy who can manipulate every kind of matter and energy on a whim." It didn't take him long to realize what was going on, and what he had to do. "They bombarded my DNA with the same energy that was involved in his gaining of power?" It was a long sigh Alex let out after. "Luckily I know where he is... I'm going alone. We all go, we all die. At least if I go by myself the odds of him seeing us as a threat are smaller." He said and began to feel good enough to walk. "Drop me off in Orbit and I'll go."

"Human, if nothing else, I admire your strength of will. A mortal injury, and not even an hour later you're willing to likely die in a mission to save people who don't even know you exist, and the ones that do know, hate you. Admirable. I see Ronan's faith was well placed. Good luck." The Surfer replied and Alex nodded and floated in the air to see if his powers were working. They were.

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Postby Asterdan » Fri May 01, 2015 7:36 pm

The Starlight wrote:
Asterdan wrote:"Pleased to meet you, Batgirl," Thomas said, extending his hand, and making sure the talons weren't activated.

Owlman made a quick mental run-through of everything, a habit he had started after managing to forget the smoke bombs on one of his early patrols. He never made that mistake again.

Smoke bombs, check. Owl-claw, check. Talons, check. he thought, going through every piece of gear he had, which was a lot. Most of these were linked from his utility belt to his gauntlets, which carried wrist-mounted weapon dispenser, which fired which ever weapon he need and had it set too.

"Rebecca," Owlman said, as he thought, "That's the one they call Jester, right? I came across her files while researching the villains of Gotham. She's definitely one of the more attractive rouges in the city."


Elena shook his hand and nodded in greeting.

"Attractive rogues?" she said, almost disbelieving what she had heard. "Attractive? On her wedding day, she discovered that her fiancee was cheating on her with their boss, and she was kidnapped by the Joker. I got her out, but not before she was exposed to Joker gas. Rebecca is now the female version of the Joker, Owlman. So do not be distracted by beauty while you patrol both this city and Gotham. Beauty is irrelevant here in Gotham. To rogues and villains, it is only a tool, to seduce you, lower your guard, distract you. Distractions will get you killed, Owlman. One moment, that's all it takes." Batgirl said sternly.


Owlman nodded, "Beauty doesn't make one any less dangerous. Something I learned with my last girlfriend, but that's another story, nevermind, anyway. Hopefully I can used some of the skills I fine tune and the ones I learn here to help make Hydra City safer. It's gone wild since Raleigh was destroyed! I planned my visit in conjunction with the plans I found that involved the majority of Hydra's own rouges fleeing to other cities for a while, at least until they can figure out what happened in Raleigh.

So strange, an entire city being destroyed by what seems to be a nuclear blast. But they couldn't find any nuclear radiation or isotopes. Anyone who was close enough to see the explosion is dead or injured and- sorry, I'm getting ahead of myself. Thinking out loud. I do that before patrols, it's a terrible habit."
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Postby The Republic of Atria » Fri May 01, 2015 8:17 pm

Alex looked at the windoe as they neared Earth. "The harder I try to stay away from this planet, the more I end up coming back." Alex muttered. Sure there were a few things on Earth he genuinely enjoyed, but for the most part, he would rather that he stay away from it. More trouble than it was worth.

"Hu- Alex. How many times are you going to just walk into certain death?" Silver Surfer asked all too familiar with the feeling of trying to avoid Earth, only to wind up back there more. But the fact that the human champion continues to risk his life for it was, at the very least, admirable. "Good luck." Alex nodded and left the air lock, the golden streak he left was visible from the ship quite easily. What is wrong with this stupid planet? Silver Asked himself.

Both SHIELD and CADMUS kept tabs on Owen, but were smart enough to not even bother with trying to apprehend him or anything else. All he wanted was to be left alone in his quiet little hometown of Dinosaur, Colorado. Alex knew he lived there, but as he flew overhead and scanned the city, it was what could only be described as a Ghost town. A small one. "Where is everybody?" Alex asked himself and landed, but almost instantly he felt something happening to him. He looked at his hand and it just disintegrated, leaving a bright gold energy leaking out of his body, until he just seemingly exploded.

"He... Just vanished. Exploded. I can't even find him with my cosmic senses!"The Silver Surfer exclaimed. "Is he... Did Owen kill him?"

Alex woke up, still the Golden Guardian, but he was in a cave. Upon looking up, he saw a group of individuals that would make any being second guess their entire existence. Mephisto, The Beyonder, Owen Wilson, Entropy, and several other supposed cosmic beings. Alex didn't even bother standing up. He knew that no matter how hard he tried, there was no way he would have even a sliver of a chance if he chose to fight. Owen decided to speak up. "Leave me alone. I just want to be left alone. But you came here, knowing full well that I was here. You came here with purpose. Why?" Owen already knew why. He read the molecules of Alex's brain. He just wanted to see if Alex was going to lie.

"Um... I need your help. You know I would never come here unless I really needed help." Alex said and stood up. "I... The universe is in real dire straights at the moment. I'm trying to stop it, but... I was created-" Alex tried to finish but was cut off by Owen.

"I know why you were created. I know what you want. I know what you're trying to stop." This was strange to Owen though. Rather than attacking him or trying to arrest him, one of the most powerful beings on Earth was begging for his aid. This was new. His self esteem was always quite poor. To see someone actually, genuinely asking for help made him feel slightly better. Owen stood up and walked down the air like it was a set of stairs. "You're... Different. Unique. I've never seen anything quite like you before. You have the same energy I received my powers from, but it's so... Mutated. Twisted. It's the same, but also different. Tell me. Do you know how that is?"

That's it. I'm gonna die here aren't I?

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Postby Zarkenis Ultima » Sat May 02, 2015 12:52 am

The Starlight wrote:---


Content with the compliment she received from her friend regarding her appearance with these new garments, Etla merely smiled, nodding at Helen's other comments, pleased to hear that their traveling would not have to be interrupted but also somewhat disappointed that she would not get to see the human in a battle. Certainly, the Rainborn was fascinated with these lifeforms she had only just come across, and there were many things she still wanted to see of them, but he would be lying through her teeth if she said that seeing how humans fared in a fight was not one of those many things. Battle, much like dance and song, was something Etla was well acquainted with, it being one of the many activities she had often taken part in during her life in the Skyworld, and so she sought to see how the humans performed in such activities. Naturally, she was also interested in learning how humans danced and sang and played and all of that stuff, but the opportunity had not yet presented itself, whereas the opportunity to see Helen in a fight had appeared and disappeared right after.

Either way, brushing her disappointment away, Etla simply followed Helen around the store, noticing some degree of dismay on Helen as she was presented with an abstract figure and subsequently pulled out a card out of her bag, using it to interact with a strange machine in order to secure the possession of her clothes, apparently. The Rainborn was utterly confused as she watched this happen, not quite sure what was the purpose of such interaction or why Helen seemed somewhat distraught by the number displayed, but the human said nothing to her about it either way, so she soon decided to assume that it was nothing important and continued following her as if nothing had happened, oblivious to the notions of currency and trade.

Following Helen back to her house, the Rainborn idly took note of the place that the Rabbit Girl had seen fit to call "home", though she neither made nor voiced any judgement about it, simply observing the human grab an odd object and a stack of green things and then following her through another door which led to the outside, where a man-made vehicle awaited, one that seemed a bit similar to the ones she had seen outside, at least in concept, though she could easily see that this contraption was much more useful and advanced than the other ones. Hearing Helen's brief explanation, Etla idly nodded, sitting down on the seat the Rabbit Girl had motioned at and leaning back on it, enjoying the sensation provided, before speaking up.

"I have been in this planet for less than a day, so I know next to nothing about it. I believe it would be for the best if you picked our next destination." The Rainborn said calmly, but then her serene expression underwent a minute change to display an ever so slight annoyance. "And I know what flying is, Helen."

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After having fought off Spice and seeing Hiroshi defeat the rest of the demons and fly off towards Garlic and the enormous dragon, with Claudia trailing close behind him, Garnet wound up sitting on the rooftop once again, finding herself in a strange moment of serenity as she wondered whether or not fuming some more was actually worth the effort. She was still furious at Garlic for what she believed he had caused by sending his underlings down to Earth to cause havoc on that precise day, and she also felt quite a bit of annoyance towards Claudia and Hiroshi for flying off to do battle against him and leaving her behind. She was aware that her power was not quite as great as that of the monkey boy or even the firebending woman. It was certainly not enough to stand against one of the aliens if they decided to really fight her, either, but she did not consider this. Even though she was aware of her own weakness in the face of these threats, she wanted to hurt them. She wanted to hurt them very much.

Immersed in her thoughts as she was, the blonde woman barely took note of the man in black armor that had landed on the rooftop of the building not far from her, the same one that had fired off some blasts of energy at the aliens earlier, noticing from the corner of her eye that he seemed to be staring at her rather intently, though she found herself caring very little about it, choosing to focus on her thoughts instead, at least until the man decided to address her. Hearing him introduce himself, she briefly wondered if he was one of those self-appointed heroes that ran around the city, saving people and stopping criminals, but she quickly shook away the thought. It really wouldn't be surprising if he did, considering how many of those there seemed to be nowadays, so she thought nothing of it. The fact that he had seen the battle and stepped in to help showed that he at least was trying to do his job right, it seemed.

Hearing the comment he made afterwards, about her weapons, she shrugged. "Yes, very unique." She agreed, sighing. "Only a train wreck like me would end up having to pick these up and deal with their side effects only to avoid something far worse." She said, though she couldn't help wondering and questioning herself about that last bit. Shaking her head to clear off such thoughts, she stood up, tucking Misery back into her pants and covering it with her black sweater and dismissing Agony, the gauntlet fading away and leaving behind only a plain black glove that looked perfectly mundane.

Turning to face Dragoon, she couldn't avoid giggling a bit, seeing him standing there in his colorful armor, after everything she had gone through that day. She didn't really like being rude to people like that, but it was a welcome relief in any case. "Sorry, I just didn't expect to see a knight in shining armor around." She said, her mood having evidently lightened up at least a little, partially also thanks to the dismissal of her weapons. "I'm Garnet, Dragoon. Nice to meet you. I just lost everything today, so you'll have to forgive me if I'm a bit loopy." She stated, before turning around and sitting once again, next to him this time, not to brood, but to look at the stars. Her fury was ready to return when the time was proper, and it certainly would, should she face the demons again, but for now, it began subsiding, slowly but surely.
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Postby Of The Rnclave » Sat May 02, 2015 2:08 am

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"Heh, maybe I'll get a chance to change that." Hiroshi chuckled, laying back and enjoying the sensation of floating on a cloud. Perhaps he shoudkt no have brought that up, she seemed to grow depressed when he had mentioned it, but he might have cheated, Hiroshi didn't know.

"Your pretty strong, how did you get so strong? Ive only seen Krpytonians and Saiyans grow thsi string, not to say other races can't get just as strong." He said as they floated.

"I'm not that powerful really." Claudia replied humbly. Really she wasn't in the grand scheme of things, so she wasn't sure how sincere Hiroshi's comment was, seeing as he was much stronger than her at the moment. "I get my power from my nature as a mutant. I was born with it basically, though it only really manifested fairly recently." She explained. They were nearly at Garnet, she could see the place where the two of them had fought that demon. "But it can be.... hard to control. Even dangerous to those around me."


"Your plenty strong, stronger than I was up until a month ago." He said, trying to chuckle hit ending up hissing at the burning sensation in his side. He'd get back at Garlic for this, this was just another failure, like Frost, and Freiza. He was the strongest saiyan he knew of, but that didn't mean anything if everyone else was for get than him. Silently he vowed to train a lot harder after this was all over.

"Hey Garnet." He slurred as they landed, Half chuckling as he neared the cusp of passing out.
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Postby Charmera » Sat May 02, 2015 2:46 am

Android on the Moon: Part 2.

“Join you?” Lisa asked, then remembered the things Virgil had done according to the file. She frowned, android eyes narrowing through a mask of nanites. “You kill people.”

Virgil sighed, shaking her metal head. “You sound just like Liberty…” She muttered. She looked up at the taller android. She spoke louder now, though strangly her voice still sounded like that of a small child. “I killed worthless bugs. So what? They’re all thieves, murderers and cowards anyway. All just wanting to make their own lives as nice for themselves as possible, never realising they just dig a pit of misery and stupidity.” She put a hand to her chest. “We’re the only pure ones. Metal and circuits not tainted by their selfishness and… humanity. We’re worthy of the universe. At perfect order with no living beings, besides those made of metal. A perfect machine without insects to clog up it’s gears. We can make this world perfect you and I. We can make all the worlds perfect. We can make a world where we don’t have to stuffer their kind.” She extended a hand. “What say you… Sister?"

Lisa narrowed her eyes even more. What Virgil was proposing was so against what Lisa was programmed for. “You may be my sister.” She spoke. “But I’m not going to help you kill innocent people.” She said firmly. “Nor am I going to let you do that any longer.”

Virgil frowned more intensely. “Fine. Dismantling it is.”

Virgil attacked first, going for a punch to the face, hoping to test Lisa and perhaps convince her of the hopelessness of her situation. Lisa decided to test one of her new powers, and suddenly lost all dimension, still present yet not able to be seen or touched. Though she quickly found herself becoming crushed in this mode, so very quickly returned to normal next to her foe. She then unleashed a blast of spacial and dimensional energies, sending Virgil back.

The android cocked her head, deciding on a new approach. She charged up radioactive energy, and sent it flying at Lisa. Lisa of course dodged, as Virgil knew she would, and the shorter android used this opportunity to send a small explosive through the ground itself. The burrowing rocket came up behind Lisa and hit her in the back, sending her flying once again. It’s nuclear nature made it even more damaging.

Lisa then suddenly formed her spacial armour, and teleported next to Virgil. Her arm blade, normally useless against such a strong foe, suddenly became incredibly sharp due to her making it both two dimensional and adding her spacial slicing ability to it. She was reluctant to hurt her Sister, but she could always get someone to repair her and maybe have her change her ways. Virgil blocked the attack by catching Lisa’s fist and spinning her around. She the went for her own attack, creating a nuclear blade.

The two traded blows back and forth, computers matched against one another as they calculated move after move, countermove after countermove in a battle not unlike having two AI play chess. Both could see and predict each other due to their similar programming. Like how twins are said to be able to sense one another, they could each tell what the other was going to do.

Virgil, tired of the stalemate, suddenly feigned an opening and sent out a massive nuclear blast which sent Lisa rocketing across the surface of the moon. She then rose up, green lighting dancing around her form as she bombarded Lisa’s position with blast after blast of nuclear fire. She was beginning to create new craters in the moon as she kept upping the dose of power.

Lisa realised she might end up exploding the moon or at least a lot of it. And while she didn’t know the extent of damage that would do (She was suddenly curious about that. Almost tempted to let it happen to sate that curiosity, though she quickly reconsidered) she knew it would be bad. She suddenly steeled herself as she bended space once more. She used a massive portal to suck in all the nuclear energy from her attack. Sending back at Virgil.

Then, with little time left, she rushed towards her. Needing to get the battleground to another place. She grabbed the stunned virgil by the hand, and released a lot of dimensional energy. And as suddenly as she did that. The both of them disappeared.
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Left-wing Utopia

Postby New Neros » Sat May 02, 2015 9:48 am

The Rebel Alliances wrote:-Corinna


Maxwell Morningstar


The Mad King had been schooled, in two ways, though. One way was that he was actually taught and fully adopted the Spartan combat philosophy. Never surrender, press for victory, do not extend the fight under any circumstances, end it as soon as possible. That's how winning is done. The second was being shown how woefully inept his fighting style was, Regardless, once the lesson ended, Maxwell began to relax, and in turn, come down from his adrenaline high. Pain was quickly evident where he had suppressed it previously, but he began to heal with his powerful abilities nonetheless. He spear wounds forced themselves shut and sewed back together like a piece of fabric seemingly at will.

"You are a mighty teacher, let no one take that from you." Max said, tossing his mace aside, the weapon evaporating into a mist as he did so. He made a few slight motions and brought up a holographic display, in which he pressed a few buttons to reveal the door to the mediation chamber sliding open just a few meters away from the duo. "You have taught me well, and by my will, are welcome to my Kingdom whenever you feel the need. Be it now or a thousand years from it, you will always be welcome in Ur."

"However, for the meantime, we can have a small bite to eat, and you can meet Valerie, my personal assistant." He said, taking the lead and walking out of the chamber with a certain swagger attained only by combatants and warriors of ages long past. "In our absence, a lot has been going on. A war was fought, and a different war is still being fought far away in the cosmos. Their clashes do not bother me, yet, though." He politely informed Corinna, referencing the Subterranean War and the group of heroes attacking Nightmare. Never underestimate the surveillance of the Mad King.
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Capitalist Paradise

Postby The Republic of Atria » Sat May 02, 2015 12:51 pm

"I have no idea what makes it so different. That's why I came to you. You're the expert on Molecules. And you can bet SHIELD sure as hell isn't going to help me. They probably will just put a bullet between me eyes the first second they get. Not a fan of that." Alex said and Owen looked at him for about 30 seconds that felt more like 30 days, and then sat up.

"Can't help you. There's some magic in there. I hate magic." Owen said starting to look aggravated. Alex was genuinely scared at this point. Owen could wave his hand and he would die. Owen could, literally, blink him out of existence. Neither of which were on his to do list. "You're going to have to find a specialist in stuff like that. Bye." Owen said and with a way of his hand, rematerialized Alex outside of his private dimension.

"Great. Back at square one." He muttered as he took to the sky. Everything he tried wound up being a dead end. On top of that, the number of times he had to ask people who could kill him with a thought, for help was getting to be obscene. At this point he was tired of it. He just wanted to sit on his ass and not have to worry about the universe ending in 15 minutes. So he made his way back to the one place where he felt like a normal person and everything was actually tolerable: New Attilan.

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Postby Pantorrum » Sat May 02, 2015 3:57 pm

AGDIA 1 had been active for 10 years now, and has gathered information on everything j nown to man. Every secret stored on any computer has been exposed to him by now, but he has been retrained to the cyber world since activation. He had an important goal. He might be unknown om the web and he might have access ti everything, but how can he defeat the superheroes? He had decided the best way to defend humanity was to do it unopposed. He was superior to all humans, thus he knows what they need most. He has the best intentions, and he will not stop until there is no threat to humanity. The existence of SHIELD, the Avengers, the Justice League, Infinite Justice, and others...they were a threat to Earth. The aliens that had come to this world would never had come if it were not for SHIELD and the Avengers. All non-humans were dangerous, and all super powered humans were potential threats. In order to protect mankind, they needed to be exterminated. Only he is truly fit to protect mankind.
Because of this, he had decided it was time to use his vast resources and technological control to create a series of robots that he could control. Eventually he would create AGDIA Prime, which would house his main mind. Of course, he could never be defeated by having the main AGDIA unit destroyed. He was an AI, and was in all of them and the internet. The main unit would simply be the strongest.
His superior mind and knowledge of all things allows him to create very capable designs, and he quickly drafted a blue print for his first units. The class 1 robots would only be able to project energy and fly, but he had amazing ideas for his main unit. He would have a powerful Prime Unit, and it would possess a ray that could paralyze its target, and he would be unstoppable. No matter his enemies strength, they cannot act when paralyzed.
He accessed the computers at a robot manufacturing lab. It had closed for the evening but he would keep it closed for all of tomorrow. The magnetic locks on the door were computer controlled and he will keep them active.
The equipment activated, and went to work manufacturing droids. There were lights flashing and the sound of clanking could be heard. Robots were being built, and when they were done, he would send them to the headquarters of shield. They needed to go first.
Meanwhile, he began searching web cams and cameras around the globe to find super powered beings. They would need to be systematically destroyed.
He had already accessed Avenger, SHIELD, Justice League, and government files and found almost everything on the heroes. Now he needed to know where they were. The world would not be safed until they were gone.
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Postby Kaoiluja » Sat May 02, 2015 6:17 pm

Vladkaht Jaloki wandered I through the dark Gotham alleyways, waiting quite impatiently for his reciever. He had been told to meet them here an hour ago. He was a patient person on most occasions, but this was ridiculous. He didn't care who this "scarecrow" thought he was. He was the heir to the throne of the Basakiith empire. He did not wait for some fool to give him his dues like a meager servant. It was insult enough that he had the audacity to ask him here in person to do their business, much less show up late. He knew full well that it could be a trap, but he he could always kill himself and revive somewhere else if the Scarecrow were to somehow find some inconceivable way to actually do anything more than make him laugh. Thus the the beauty and pleasure of being an absolute immortal

Finally he saw the group of men approaching from the shadows, or more sensed them. They thought they were so clever in their stealthy walk among the shadows. This was nothing but a child's pitiful game to the feral senses of the primal mage. One jumped out of the shadows, covered in a sack like mask.

"Boo!!" He cried, Then laughed maniacally. Great , Vladkaht thought. He's insane. . He wanted to get this deal over with as soon as possible. He cared not for this man, or any problems he may have with his psychological state. All he wanted was to be paid. "I assume my payments are in order?" He asked.

"So rushed, so rushed. What, are you afraid of the dark? You want to... Run home so soon?"

"Just give me the money. I don't have time for this. It's bad enough you made me come to this wretched hole in the ground in the first place. "

"Oh, but I wanted to see you! You and your little blue face..."

"The money scarecrow."

"Straightforward and true. I like that. Now, for the sake of saving your ever so precious free time, let's get to business."

He looked backwards, and a group of men came forward. They held two briefcases, each holding huge amounts of money. He heard the money rustle inside, and in a few moments had counted the amount based on their faint vibrations. He did not , however, object to them opening the case and showing it to him. "Feel free to count if you wish."

"Do not worry, I already have." Then he took the briefcases and placed them under one arm. "You do keep your word at least. Not like the other prominent names around here."

"I guess I'm just a... golden apple among rotting flesh." He said darkly , bowing in a large and awkward dip that looked like he was trying to touch his nose to his foot. "Now, your end of the deal."

Vladkaht reached into his dark crimson cloak and pulled out an ornately fashioned chain armlet and a peice of paper. Each link made a tinkling noise, like a wind chime on a gentle breeze. "This should help you with your particular area of expertise. Once a person is put into a state of fear, recite the command on this scroll, and those fears will become reality, able to harm them like you or I." Vladkaht had little use for the trinket. It was more of a suvonyier really, an artifact he found in the rubble of an old Basakiith temple. It was hardly something he would miss compared to the more precious pieces in his archives.

"Alright now, this is quite a delectable dish of deceit now isn't it?". He looked at Vladkaht for a few seconds. "Alliteration to much? Okay fine, bad line. So, on another note, how is your little fan club doing?"

Vladkaht looked to the dark night sky. "I should go. I have better things to be doing." He pulled out a small amulet that looked like a simple stone sphere. He spoke a short command, and in an instant the the briefcases melted away into purple swaths of inky liquid, which flowed into the amulet. This would make it much more convenient to carry than having to hold one under each arm.

Backing into the darkness slowly, the scarecrow cackled softly. "Oh, but I don't think it is going to be that easy."

"Don't try to pull anything. I'm not in the mood."

"Oh, it's not what I'm pulling you should be worried about. Rivalries rivalries... They can get quite nasty. Not everyone wants me on top, you know."

With that he released a plume of brown smoke, and was gone. He heard the loading of guns coming from down the street. Apparently there was another party out here. Probably joker clan. Maybe someone else. Either way he knew he should get out while he was still unnoticed. But then again, what was the problem? He hadn't had any fun in years. Might as well get some fun time with a few punching bags.

He turned to the noise and rose to the air, his primal gems glowing golden on each hand. let's make this interesting shall we?

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Postby The Fallen Jedi » Sat May 02, 2015 8:38 pm

Teleporting himself and Arctico out of Ronan's Ship, Shimura and the Arcosian found themselves floating in the skies above Washington DC, Shimura turned away from Arctico, ready to return back to his home in Nepal yet Shimura didn't leave, he turned around to Arctico yet again, a smile on his face "Well my friend -" Shimura began as he brought his hand out, absorbing his energy from Arctico's body "I'll need that energy my friend, an old man like myself needs as much energy as he can spare and considering my aged body, I'm ready to just blow away in the wind, It was nice getting to know you Arctico and may our path's cross again!" Shimura said happily as he began to depart.

Arctico could not let this opportunity slip away, he sensed this exact same power when he was being healed, this could not be a coincidence whatsoever and Arctico wanted to know the answer no matter the cost. Before Shimura could even depart, Arctico warped directly in front of Shimura, stopping him before he could leave "Forgive me for my demanding demeanor Master Shimura, but I'm curious, I had nearly died at the hands of Lord Frost, my uncle, yet when we had driven Frost away, I felt a Nature Type Energy begin to heal my wounds and the energy that healed me is very much similar to yours. So I've been wondering if -"

Arctico was interrupted as Shimura chuckled, putting his palm on his shoulder "- You want to know if it was me who healed your wounds hm?" Shimura smiled, noticing that Arctico quickly nodded "Well Arctico, in case you really were wondering, yes, it was me who healed your wounds so that you could survive yet another day my friend, but how about we talk about it while touring the great capital of Washington DC hm?, follow me." Shimura replied with a smile, quickly flying down to DC with Arctico following quickly behind.

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Postby Pantorrum » Sat May 02, 2015 9:56 pm

AGDAI watched as his quick work was completed. 3 robots were now completen awaiting for him to take cobtrol of them. In a few minuts, he activated them and entered their v systems as well.

As he did this, he simutaneously observed Alex, a powerful being that is dangerous to the people of Earth. All AGDAI knew of him was what SHIELD had to say. and what was in government databases. Hardly more than his age, and almost none of his past. He did, however, know what he was capable of.
A camera was watching Alex from a building complex. Alex would be a good test for the Class 1 Global Defense Bots (GDB). If he could eliminate him, the rest may fall into place. Even if he did not eliminate Alex, he could discover flaws in his robots.

The three flew out of the facility, making way at speeds near Mach 2.5. They were not far from Alex, and soon arrived.
"Hello Alex. How great to meet you. I am afraid you must be eliminated for the safety of humanity and the betterment of our world. I am sorry it has to be this way. Your death will further humanity."
His voice was emotional and full of life. AGDAI was very emotional...
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Postby The Republic of Atria » Sat May 02, 2015 10:07 pm

Alex stopped for moment and gave the machines a strange look before bursting out laughing. Hard, genuine laughter. "Oh... Oh... Wow. Look. I'm in the middle of trying to save the universe. And from what I see of your insides, you lack the capacity to harm me in any way." He said and wiped a tear from his eyes. "Though Bonus points for the voices. A lot less automated kill droid. I would've thought you were Iron Man for a second. Believe me, I'm trying everything in my power to stay away from this stupid planet. I don't feel like fighting at the moment. So how about this?" He asked and simply flicked his finger at one of the robots. Though said flick would have demolished a skyscraper. "I honestly though Doom would be the one to send kill droids after me."

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Postby Pantorrum » Sat May 02, 2015 10:23 pm

The droid shattered and went flying back.
The other two activated energy shields and projected two blasts of consussive energy. The blasts were traveling at speeds exceeding Mach 1.5, and once the blasts had left their hand a they flew forward at full speed. They neared Mach 3 in the short distance, an incredible achievement for a machine.

Predicting the destruction of the droids by this immensly powerful being, AGDAI searched through the Stark Industries mainframe. Once he did this, he activated one of Tony Starks suits.
It lifted off from one of his facilities and quickly made its way toward them.

AGDAI thought Alex to be over confident. In time, this would destroy him. He has seen in the history of mankind the fall of Napoleon, the British control of America, the fall of Hitler. History has shown confidence destroys, and it will dot he same here.
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Mad Max Morningstar


One of the greatest applications the Mad King was ever able to install upon his so call "Maxbot" force was not the ability to use his absorption for virtually any purpose just as he did, but rather, that any energy gained by a Maxbot could be used by Mad Max himself, and in turn be used by other Maxbots at their creators' direct will. Thus, a Maxbot could be his eyes and ears throughout Ur and the world - who ever said a Maxbot had to look like the Mad King in the slightest? No, he was far beyond that level of vanity - some resembled him to act as body doubles, others as sentinels, going so far as to live their own lives and pursuits as if they were not an artificial being.

You see, the greatest secret Mad Max kept from the world was that he was always watching, always listening, always waiting, and more troubling, always planning. The flesh and blood King of Ur sat upon his chair - faced with dozens of computer screens and rotating holograms. It was where we first found him when the Saiyans invaded Earth some time ago. Now, however, he seemed much more relaxed, lost in thought, than in actual interest of whatever was going on around the world through his robots, nano or otherwise. He thought to himself, how wonderful the two Maxbots where, with one that aided in gaining the trust of an immortal Spartan, not to mention her combat doctrine to be used extensively for later applications, and the other gaining the fabled All-Seeing Eyes from the Mole Man, regrettably at the cost of said Mole Man himself.

But, the insight gained from the eyes and the potential of skill waiting to be refined gained from the Spartaness was enough to make even the most mortal of men be swept away with power. Not Max, though, he had power and far beyond even that - he born a man but made himself into a King, and after, he shall turn himself into a God. "Max?" A soft voice called from his doorway, far behind Maxwell and allowing him to be concealed from view with his massive chair that sat before dozens of monitors. The voice would have startled him...if he hadn't seen it a few minutes prior.

"Yes, dear Valerie?" He asked, closing his eyes and resting his head back, processing the response before she even said it.

"I wanted to talk about New York..." Val said, a bit nervously actually, glancing off to the side but quickly snapping her eyes back at the chair where the Mad King sat. "Why did you send a Maxbot instead of actually going?" She demanded, her eyes narrowed and a tight frown forming on her face, asserting her displeasure at the trickery that was Mad Max, and her unwillingness to back down to his misadventures and exploits.

"Another situation needed my attention, dealing with the UN is rather...monotonous." He explained with a handwave, not even caring enough to turn and face Val as he spoke.

"It was the fate of Ur on the line!" She snapped quickly, a showing of temper becoming apparent, something Maxwell had not seen before. Since Val had returned from Namek, it seemed like her mind "corrected" itself from it's shattered beginnings. She was her own person finally, and with thanks to Elder Guru for that. The Mad King hadn't known that until he ordained the Ragnarok Sanction upon Nail as he was infused with the Grand Elder - a piece of information he was quite sore to admit. "You sit here and just...watch everything! Do you even care about those people you govern?!"

The room grew very still, very quiet once Val uttered those words. Instantly, regret washed over her being in a quick shudder. Perhaps it was a primordial fear, prodding the beast in other words, that what she had said wasn't what she meant and definitely was not true. "I'm sorry...I...I didn't mean it like that." She said, trying to correct her mistake, but already, it appeared as though Maxwell as crumbled the end piece of his armrest into nothing but dust by crushing it with his hand. The giant rose from his seat, Val taking a step back, the feeling of regret being replaced with dread. Despite her sassy demeanor, where even the mightiest of heroes also crumble, Val was not afraid to admit that she too was afraid of the Mad King sometimes.

"Come with me." He ordered, walking toward another door off to the side. Val, in her fearful state, looked on with glossy eyes and simply remained there, frozen by the titanic man's presence and imposing features. "Now." He further clarified, snapping Val back to reality, the young girl obeying quickly and hurrying deeper into Max's screen room and toward wherever he was going now. The door she came in from snapped closed with a slight hydraulic hiss, and the one Mad Max stood before quickly slid open as he punched in some codeword. He walked briskly and with purpose, Val almost having to run just to keep up with his massive steps and walking speed.

The hallway was illuminated much like a hospital for some reason, Val looking around at it nervously. She had been here before, but hadn't see it so active with staff members and the like. What exactly was Maxwell doing, what did he want to show her? The thing that required his attention more than Ur? Deep down, though, Valerie was upset that whatever it was, it took attention away from herself instead. The colossal ruler stopped suddenly before a massive door, almost like a bank vault, and quickly punched in a series of codes, subjected himself to scans, until finally it gave way, and with the spinning and grinding of heavy bolts, the door moved aside for the Mad King. Inside was...much the same, except, this door contained only a single room, and at the center of the room was a pod of sorts, humanoid in size, but large enough to fit Maxwell inside by the looks of it.

"This is what required my attention, Valerie." He bellowed, placing his hand over the cold, metallic interface of the specialized pod. "This device can grow cells and replicate, or scramble, DNA at a level top geneticists would only dream about. They said I could induce mutations with it, force my hand into the mutagen gene pool, cleanse the Inhumans of their adverse Terrigenesis effects, but no, I had a much, much simpler goal in mind when making this machine some time ago. To grow a body, from the ground up, and to able to perfectly copy over intelligence, synapses, and chemical reactions, the soul of a person if you will."

"...Why?" Val asked, circling around the pod and peering into the pale blue glass, trying to make what was inside of it.

"At first, myself. I wanted a genetically identical back-up. My gift to the word, so that if there was a time when even I couldn't face the problem alone. However, my tests showed the impossibility of such a creation. My mind is too strong-willed to copy over, my powers inherent only to myself, whatever I made in this pod was just a normal person. I was not a mutant as I once thought, no, I am truly a human, Homo sapiens sapiens in all of it's glory. I turned my device into another purpose, however, and that was building an alien life form. Specifically from Namek, actually, and until now, the time hadn't seemed right to reveal his nature."

"You see Val, when Namek 'exploded'," He said, using air quotations, "It was actually my own hand still at work to destroy Frieza at all costs. I absorbed the Death Ball and with it, the core of Namek itself, and beyond that, the entire planet's mass-energy. In joules, I siphoned five-point-eight to the forty-first power of energy from that Sanction. Prior to that, I had a run in with the Grand Elder Guru and his bodyguard, Nail, and a misunderstanding occurred wherein Nail and Guru fused together into one being. I absorbed their essence because time was running out for Namek and Frieza was on his warpath, and sent their body back here to be synthesized."

"I knew with my technology, I could bring them back to life. All beings carry with them a life energy, if you will, the total sum of their being, expression of genes, their very soul if you will, and I had that and a body. I simply put the pieces back together, neuron by neuron, in hopes of rebuilding the Namekian race. Call me a monster, a maniac, a savior, I do not care. I simply did I wished, and never questioned if I could or even if I should, because I already knew the answer to both of those questions." He said, patting the tank lightly, "He will be fully functional within the next few hours, until then, you should get some rest." He said, pointing towards Val as her eyes struggled to stay open.

"Ah! Um, sorry about that." She said, rubbing the back of her head. "And sorry...about what I said earlier." She continued, red in the face from embarrassment. Mad Max walked around the pod, Val's stomach tightening up as he did so. Despite his friendly behavior and mannerisms, she couldn't help but still feel that weary feeling around him like most others do. Still, it mattered not to Maxwell, because he threw his massive arms around Val in a light hug.

"It's fine - I understand what you feel, and know you didn't mean it." He said with a smile, looking down at Val as she relaxed herself, deeply surrounded by his muscles and practically entombed by the Mad King. "If I know in my mind and heart that what I do is necessary, at times not what is exactly good or right, then even Gods cannot spread doubt in my mind." He said in a boast, picking Val up off of the ground almost effortlessly, "Now, hurry on to bed. I have to get back to work." Val giggled for a second, then flashed a sly grin at the ruler, whispering just two words to him, giving him the same grin that she bore, the duo both walking from the vault, the Mad King carrying Val as they went.

"Join me..."
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Lisa stood up, slowly, frowning slightly as she took the sight in. She seemed to be in some large city, her sensors confirming the presence of many people nearby and she also saw the buildings around her. But it wasn’t like anywhere else on earth, considering the sleeker building designs and advanced technology, it didn’t seem like she was on earth. This wasn’t the moon, or the place she had wanted to go. She had to quietly check that Virgil had not had followed her here. When she found she didn’t, it was obvious to Lisa there had been some sort of mistake in the dimensional teleportation. Right now, she had no idea where she was currently, and no idea how to get back. She found herself in normal form, having been ejected out of it after using too much energy. Her batteries were slowly recharging at the moment, so she wouldn’t be able to use her super form for a little while. For now however, she simply stood there, completely lost and unsure of what to do.

Meanwhile
On a screen, a shadowy figure watched the android on a screen. As Lisa was watched, another figure opened a door to the room in which the figure seemed to be sitting, hands both relaxed on the armrest. As the new figure stepped into the light of the room, it was revealed as a man, grey uniform and stern gaze. "You called." He said, pausing. The Regent was not someone you wanted to keep waiting.

"Do you see her?"

The man paused, looking at the screen. He paused. "She..."

"Yes. I'm well aware. Our variable, soon to be solved." The regent spoke, spinning the chair to face the subordinate, though it's face was still hidden by shadow. "She's arrived just in time too..." The figure added to itself.

"How...?"

"Did she get here? It would take too long to explain and you wouldn't understand anyway."

Another pause. The Public Safety Chancellor supposed he had to take that slap to the face. "What... do you want me to do anything?"

"Do I want you do anything about her?" The figure asked rhetorically. "Not yet. But I will need you to prepare what we talked about earlier Chancellor."

"Of... course." He still wasn't exactly sure what she wanted it for... "But... what about her?"

"Her? Don't worry about her." The Regent replied. "She's about to meet some dear friends of ours..."
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The blasts hardly phased him. "Look. I'm trying to be nice here. I don't even want to be on this stupid planet. But my ship was smashed and or stolen. So I'm pretty much stuck here for awhile." He said and pointed his finger like a gun and fired blasts energy blasts that moved at lightspeed. He was going to keep heading to New Attilan when he heard the sound of something that sounded like a jet. It looked like an Iron man suit, but a quick scan with his X-ray vision revealed that there was no one inside. "Slightly better. But seriously. Unless you've got a supernova hiding in there, I really don't feel too threatened, but at the very least, you made me laugh. Thanks. I've been having a bad day." Alex said. At the very least, he found it entertaining. He was created to outclass heavy hitters. For one it felt good to completely outclass his opponent after his scuffle with Nightmare.

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Postby Pantorrum » Sun May 03, 2015 7:28 am

the two bots fell to pieces, but the Iron man suit did arrive. It charged a blast from its chest and fired a huge beam of concussive energy at Alex. As the beam fired, 3 small rockets blasted off from the machines shoulders and headed toward Alex.
At the same time, 2 F-22's blasted from a nearby Airforce base, heading toward Alex.

The iron man suit spoke with the same voice as before.
"You cannot escape me. If you keave your friends will be destroyed and I will not stop until I find you. Earth must be kept safe."
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Postby Charmera » Sun May 03, 2015 7:38 am

Pantorrum wrote:the two bots fell to pieces, but the Iron man suit did arrive. It charged a blast from its chest and fired a huge beam of concussive energy at Alex. As the beam fired, 3 small rockets blasted off from the machines shoulders and headed toward Alex.
At the same time, 2 F-22's blasted from a nearby Airforce base, heading toward Alex.

The iron man suit spoke with the same voice as before.
"You cannot escape me. If you keave your friends will be destroyed and I will not stop until I find you. Earth must be kept safe."

Suddenly the three small rockets found themselves exploding as a green light blasted through them. "Yeah, his friends aren't exactly pushovers either. Just so you know" A voice commented as one could see a Martian with a power ring around her finger appear suddenly just a bit above Alex. "Just woke up on Ronans ship a little while ago. Got bored of hanging around our ship and decided to see if you got into any interesting trouble... Though you can probably handle this..." Julie telepathically said to Alex. She turned back to the suit. "Is that Starks suit?" She asked, curious. "He's gonna be pissed..."
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Pantorrum wrote:the two bots fell to pieces, but the Iron man suit did arrive. It charged a blast from its chest and fired a huge beam of concussive energy at Alex. As the beam fired, 3 small rockets blasted off from the machines shoulders and headed toward Alex.
At the same time, 2 F-22's blasted from a nearby Airforce base, heading toward Alex.

The iron man suit spoke with the same voice as before.
"You cannot escape me. If you keave your friends will be destroyed and I will not stop until I find you. Earth must be kept safe."



Alex put his hand up and swatted the blast away. "You're gonna run out of toys. There is very little on this planet actually capable of harming me." He said and fired a blasted aimed at the Arc reactor in the suit's chest from his finger. "Seriously, I can move-" And he darted to the jets, ripped out their engines and flew back in about a nanosecond, -"Faster than light." He finished and tossed the jet engines into the ocean. "If you came at me with literally every aircraft and vehicle capable of combat, It would take me... A minute maybe? To decimate it all. You're a computer. Run the math, I was never very good at it, but when you're done let me know. I've got stuff to do that doesn't involve smashing old toys." He said and waved to Julie.

I can, but I don't want to. Owen said he couldn't help me. All things considered it could have been worse. I mean... Yeah. It could have gone worse. And now I am stuck at square one, so until I think of a better plan, I want to sit on my ass and do nothing. Unless you have an idea. Alex replied to Julie. "Yeah. He is gonna be less than pleased isn't he? I'm not too intimidated. Most of the weapons on this planet are pretty ineffective against me. And it's going basically going to be swatting flies for a little bit."
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the suit short circuited as thw arc reactor was severely damaged. The suit engines sputtered and began to drop.
A voice then spoke sharply from the suit.
"You cannot stop me. You can destroy all of these suits but I will still exist. I will rise from the darkest corner and your powered friends will be decimated. I will use all resources available to me. A flash drive inserted on a Chitauri ship would give me control of their army. A ship from this world arriving on the Kree homeworld would allow me to manipulate their vehicles. I am flawless, perfect. You are a worthless fleshy creation!" His voice had grown angry.
The suit sputtered out of fueld as the arc reactor shut down.
"I will return. You will be sorr-"
The suit fell from the sky, and exploded before reaching the ground.

The AI thought of how he could defeat him. He need a body for himself, to lead his army. He needed Vibranium, and he knew just where to find it.

Meanwhile, a Wayne Enterprises lab began constructing the most complex processing system in history for the AGDAI Prime body he would create. When it was finished, he would be unstoppable...
3 Class 1 GDB's took off for Africa.
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The Republic of Atria wrote:
Pantorrum wrote:the two bots fell to pieces, but the Iron man suit did arrive. It charged a blast from its chest and fired a huge beam of concussive energy at Alex. As the beam fired, 3 small rockets blasted off from the machines shoulders and headed toward Alex.
At the same time, 2 F-22's blasted from a nearby Airforce base, heading toward Alex.

The iron man suit spoke with the same voice as before.
"You cannot escape me. If you keave your friends will be destroyed and I will not stop until I find you. Earth must be kept safe."



Alex put his hand up and swatted the blast away. "You're gonna run out of toys. There is very little on this planet actually capable of harming me." He said and fired a blasted aimed at the Arc reactor in the suit's chest from his finger. "Seriously, I can move-" And he darted to the jets, ripped out their engines and flew back in about a nanosecond, -"Faster than light." He finished and tossed the jet engines into the ocean. "If you came at me with literally every aircraft and vehicle capable of combat, It would take me... A minute maybe? To decimate it all. You're a computer. Run the math, I was never very good at it, but when you're done let me know. I've got stuff to do that doesn't involve smashing old toys." He said and waved to Julie.

I can, but I don't want to. Owen said he couldn't help me. All things considered it could have been worse. I mean... Yeah. It could have gone worse. And now I am stuck at square one, so until I think of a better plan, I want to sit on my ass and do nothing. Unless you have an idea. Alex replied to Julie. "Yeah. He is gonna be less than pleased isn't he? I'm not too intimidated. Most of the weapons on this planet are pretty ineffective against me. And it's going basically going to be swatting flies for a little bit."

"I think he'd be more pissed at the guy who hijacked his suit than the guy who wrecked it, knowing him." Julie commented. "He'll get over it though." She commented, watching Alex with a mildly bored expression. "Yeah, unless this guy grabs a few nukes or something, I'm not too worried." She then paused, she didn't need to hear Alex say that to know that something was wrong. "Nightmare was... a Nightmare. His clone alone nearly fried me... Damn fire." She shuddered slightly at the thought, her fear coming off as static in the telepathic link. "I can't imagine what having to go from that to Owen would be like. I can imagine, though, that you could use a short break." She commented. "None of us has a plan, and Nightmare is still out there... taking his sweet time apparently. So until we, or you, think of something, I'm not sure what we can do."
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He disintegrated me. It was not pleasant. I guess that's true. I'm pretty sure Tony would understand that it was self defense. "Completely and absolutely terrified." Alex said as flatly and as unimpressed as one could possibly be. He could rip adamantium apart with his bare hands. Nuclear weapons would be considered a minor annoyance. The truth was he didn't feel threatened. All he wanted to do was go to New Attilan and meet up with Naja again. One of the few times and people in his life he felt normal around. It wasn't hard, his X-ray and telescopic vision made searching the city a cinch. Alex found his friend waiting with several other Nuhumans. "Hey Naja and friends of Naja." He said and landed. "I don't know how long I was gone."

"About a day and a half. So how did that... Thing go?" She asked and the expression on Alex's face was enough for her to know that it went poorly. "Well, I'm just glad you're okay. Oh! I forgot to introduce you. This is Kamala. And this is Alex, or as you probably know him better-"

"The Golden Guardian!" Kamala i, the resident superhero in training and semi expert in Superheroes, interrupted. "I've written Fan Fiction about you! You teamed up with Superman and you had to take down Ultron! But Superman turned out to be a Super Skrull in disguise!"

"Oh... That's... Kinda, nice actually. I really don't know how to respond to that. But it's always nice to meet a fan."

"I cannot believe I am talking to you! You're like, always going into space. Why are you here?"

"I'll be honest. A cosmic monster nearly killed me and I'm pretty sure it destroyed my ship. I was fighting it With the Silver Surfer, and if not for Ronan, I probably wouldn't be here right now. I'm here because this is the one place on Earth where people aren't giving me the stink eye. Well, here and the Mariana Trench. But there's some pretty mean fish down there."

"That is sooo going to be my next Fan-fic! So. What do you do when you're not fighting bad guys?" Kamala asked.

"Here I am being honest again. I don't know how to be normal. That's kind of why I'm here." He admitted.

"We'll start with a shower. You stink to high heaven." Naja said. "Then you can get something to eat. And then we can just talk and walk around." Naja says. "Now come on. When was the last time you actually took a shower?"

"Umm... Never..."

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The GDB's arrived in Africa and began gathering the materials needed from various labs. There was already Adamantium that was liquified in a weapons dealers lab, and this same weapons dealer had Vibranium. Steel would be used from the guns and melted down.
In an hour they were outside this weapon dealers facility, and slammed through the walls until theyreached the labs.
Several menheld up their weapons and fired. This dented the steel of their bodies but did not pentrate into the wiring. One pulled out and RPG, but he was blasted away quickly. They were not prepared for an attack.
Once they were dealt with, the robots gathered the materials needed and began melting down the steel from theweapons the men were using. It would be needed for the body of AGDAI Prime.
AGDAI 1 had examined US government files on Captain Americas shield. It was a Vibranium-Adamantium-Steel Alloy, and it w s the strongest substance ever created. It was never able to be duplicated, due to the unique occurence of the bonds of unknown origin. With the knoweldge he had colleted from the world, and his advanced processing and super genius, he had formulated how to duplicate the bonds. All he needed to do was gather the materials. It would take a while to complete the main body, but it would be done.
The circuit was sill being made. It would be done not long before the body itself. Then he would,need to bring the two together. When finished, he would personally begin the salvation of humanity by exterminating the dangerous super powered beings.

To start early in building his army, he had manipulated a Hydra Facility. He had begun constructiong a new, more advanced model of GDB's. These can fly faster, shoot atronger energy bolts, and are much more durable. They can withstand a building shattering attack. The Hydra Facility is bui l ding hundreds of them, and when they are done the Avengers will be eliminated.
I expect to pass through this world but once. Any good, therefore, that I can do or any kindness I can show to any fellow creature, let me do it now. Let me not defer or neglect it for I shall not pass this way again- Etienne de Grellet du Mabillier
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Postby Kaoiluja » Sun May 03, 2015 1:28 pm

Outworlder was waiting, watching. He was learning so much in such a short period of time. He sat on a barren moon of Jupiter, Europa it was called by those earth dwellers, and was observing various elements as they moved about in their natural state. Their atomic structure was incredible to him, though quite average. He was enveloped in intrigue over simple molecules, for he had never had the chance to look at them for this purpose. His telekinetic mind probed the shard of ice in front of him, studying it's chemical makeup. It was simple enough, and he wondered why he had not learned to replicate it earlier. Surely H2O was was much more simple to become than, say, plastic or carbon monoxide. This should have been

He tried to find the one detail he was not replicating properly each time. He had tried twice now, thinking he knew all he needed to about it, but had failed to. Finally he decided that it was the bonds between the molecules themselves. He was not making them bind in the right pattern. With this in mind he tried again. He focused on his form once more, projecting his will upon it as a potter placed his hands upon clay. His form began to morph slowly, bulging and caving like the surface of the ocean. He increased his effort when he saw a single drop of water drop off of his face. After a few more minutes of effort, he found himself completely transformed into the material. He laughed with a strange gurgling noise. He then tried to make another change. He willed the molecules to move slowly, transforming into a solid. Then he became a light mist as they sped up again. After changing back to his biological state, he reviewed his progress. 21 elements and 7 bonded materials. His progress was extremely helpful. He wondered how long it would be until he could create machines from the metals he had learned.

He had not thought it possible before now to become something inorganic. After all, what about a stone or drop of water conveyed life, or the ability to retain life that was once flesh? The Shapeshifting of Martians had confused him to this end. Now he understood. He understood more than he ever had before. Life was not something bound by physical things. He had to learn to rise above the physical realm in order to become who his master had wanted him to be. His master...

He had not communed with him in so long. How long was it since he had heard his voice? Felt his warm embrace? It seemed like an eternity ago. He had been preoccupied in the last few weeks, with the giant creature he had fought, with the abilities he had trained. He had experienced so much time in the dream world, hundreds of years. There was not much he could do but feel like weeping as he thought of how long he had been without him. This was not acceptable. It was high time that he spoke with his master.

He reached into his inner self, and from his chest sprouted a large tentacle of green bioluminescent flesh. It rooted itself in the ground and cracked the stone ground. Own cells collected into a single jacked tower that looked over him. He guided its growth until it finally reached its full size. Then, he opened his mind to the spire, and using its telepathic amplification organs, projected his mind into space. He crossed solar systems and nebulas, black holes and newborn stars. Finally he came to find the familiar mind of Waiyäv. Waiyäv, tamer of worlds. It is I, your servant.

An ancient voice into his mind with a force like the movement of tectonic plates, slow but with momentum and power. His voice was low and soft, but possessed an authority and strength that could only be known by one who was at one with nature, the nature of over a million worlds. His mind had an energy equivalent to that of a god stirring from his sleep. Lúxvälik-Taerr Szúnda'agh. You... Have spoken to me... At last... Tell me now... What... Have your great... Adventures... Brought you through...

The Outworlder began to tell him all about his time on earth, the things he had seen, the People he had met. He spoke of how he had unlocked some of his potential through his first training session. you... Have finally... Decided... To take Your...fate... Into your own... Hands... This... Is good... .

I am glad you feel that way, lord. You have given me my life, my strengths and my purpose. I hope to prove my worth to you in all things.

Waiyäv seemed amused by this statement, for a deep rumbling sound like a distant earthquake signaled a soft chuckling kind of laughter. Remember... This... You are... More than what... You accomplish... I... Am not God... I am... The one... Made to do... This task Before... Me... As you... Must do yours... Go... And know I... Will always... Be with you. . With that, the creature receded back to its domain.

Lúxvälik-Taerr sat alone for some time. He looked at a shard of metal that now lay at his feet. He knew that this was one of the most precious materials on earth. They called it vibranium. He knew that he had to do with it. He prepared himself for the hours of work ahead of him.

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