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Ex-Nation

Postby Mavorpen » Sat Jul 25, 2015 6:21 pm

The Templar High Council wrote:"Oh, that's OK! I'm super energized right now!" Using her green ring, Kylie constructed something on a giant's scale. It looked to be... an enormous hammer?

"Lady Lantern about to lay the Smash down!" From overhead, Kylie brought the massive mallet down on Super Adaptoid's head. Whether he noticed it or not depended on how much he wanted to fight Phyla. But if it hit him, he was probably going to be a Super 'Stain on the Ground'.

Super Adaptoid constructed a circular shield that protected him from the blow of the hammer long enough for him to fly out of the way. "[Accessing: Green Lantern.]" A replica of a Green Lantern ring appeared on his ring finger and green tendril constructs slithered out of it and attacked Kylie. Once they reached her, they transformed into chains -- Super Adaptoid aiming to subdue Kylie. However, just in case that failed, he immediately also created a hammer construct identical to the one Kylie used against him and dropped it down at her.

Super Adaptoid felt something hit his back and he was momentarily stunned for a moment. "A Green Lantern ring? Seriously!? How come it took you such a short time to replicate it compared to my Quantum Bands?" Phyla said as she fired another blast of energy at him, growing frustrated as she saw that her attacks weren't doing much damage anymore.

"[Accessing: Quasar.]" Super Adaptoid formed a hammer construct and swung at the blasts from Phyla, deflecting them away. "[I have already observed K'Ragnar using his ring. Once I experienced a Lantern's energy firsthand, replicating it was a much easier feat.]" He swung the hammer at Phyla, who barely managed to put up a bubble construct around herself in time. She was protected from the brunt of the attack, but her bubble burst and she was sent flying.

Phyla recovered just before she hit the ground below Kylie. "D'ast it! How do we-" Suddenly something flew out of the sky and landed next to her. The smoke cleared to reveal Ronan lying in a small crater, unconscious. Then, something else landed next to Ronan. "Ruby?" Phyla asked as she watched Ruby pick up Ronan.

Ruby turned to her and waved. "Hey."

"Um.... hi? Can you lend us a hand?"

Ruby looked at Super Adaptoid and then back at Phyla. "Nah. I won't be much help." Ruby crouched down, prepared to jump.

"Wait! At least give us some advice on how we might be able to beat him! Anything!"

Ruby scratched her head and paused for a few seconds. "Use your imagination." With that, she jumped into the air, back to the main battlefield.

"What the heck does that me- Wait. Of course!" Phyla looked up at Kylie. "Kylie, make as many different types of constructs as you can and throw them at him!" Phyla created a wide assortment of constructs, from animals such as bats, lions, tigers, to things like human foot-solders with weapons and commanded them to attack Super Adaptoid.
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Inoffensive Centrist Democracy

Postby The Templar High Council » Sat Jul 25, 2015 7:32 pm

The Rebel Alliances wrote:
The Templar High Council wrote:Meanwhile, Ashley was tearing it up in her attempt to explore New Mobius. The other members of Speedstream, the team she was about to go pro with on Mobius, were more concerned with setting up houses and making the new planet livable than riding right now.

Not that she could blame them, it was pretty crazy how they were brought to the new planet. And someone said they had crossed dimensions on the way.. weird. Too much thinking for Ashley, who was more than content just riding around, fueling her Extreme Gear by herself and exploring New Mobius from above.

"Ooh, what's that?" From a high cliff, Ashley spotted a grey Mobian training on a floating island. He was about level with her, altitude-wise, but he was doing some crazy things. Like kicking trees and moving rocks with his mind. That's so cool... she thought. I gotta go meet that guy!

Taking a good many steps back, Ashley started running for the cliff's edge. She ran, jumped, mounted her board, and flew all the way to the floating island using air currents she made. Dismounting before landing, Ashley grabbed her board mid-air and fell to the ground. She stumbled to a stop right before Ralph, and noticed the fruit he was eating. Using the air, Ashley pulled another fruit from the same tree and took a bite out of it.

"Hiya." She said, after taking the first bite. The fruit wasn't too sweet, but at least it was something to eat. "It's cool seeing someone else not freaking out after what happened. What was that stuff you did just now, with the power kick and floating rocks?" Direct as ever, Ashley went straight for the obvious question. Not even bothering to ask the name of this stranger she met on a floating island.

Ralph the Rat-16 Years-New Mobius

My time in quiet has finally ended. As a red furred Hedgehog on what appeared to be extreme gear landed on my isolated island in the sky and began to barrage me with questions, as she somehow seemed to replicate my ability to eat fruit, without physically touching it. I however guessed that she was manipulating air currents, as I could feel the winds shift in her favor as she manipulated the fruit. I finished my snack as I stood up, my duel colored eyes, both yellow and blue scanned the sight as I brushed myself off. Starting with my name properly. "I am Ralph, I cannot really be too bothered by moving here. After all, I witnessed the battle which changed our planet." It then occurred to me, that this woman may not understand how we all arrived here, after all, there was no time for an explanation. I began to address her questions in the order I felt like she wanted to know. Meaning my own abilities were first.

"What you saw earlier was me practicing my own psychic abilities. I recently found myself to possess powers which are based in my own mind. I dont know how much I can do yet, but I have discovered that I can push and pull objects without touching them. Enhance my own physical capabilities. And use a rock like a cannon. Not to mention fly. Although, I have a feeling that this is only the surface of the power I can command." My eyes then shifted from Ashley, to the Master Emerald, which rested peacefully on a large rock formation as it hovered just over it, and rotated perfectly as it's emerald color glistened in the sunlight.

"I need to know exactly how much power I can command so that I can defend the Master Emerald. And this world." I added, as I turned back to her.

"For that matter, you seem to possess talents yourself." I then walked slowly past the Hedgehog, as I stood on the ledge of the floating island, paying no mind to the fact I could fall over.

"There is a world, no....a universe beyond our new home. A universe filled with threats and beings who could end our life on New Mobius just as they did on our old world. And they lost that battle. I am starting to believe, that I need to be more than the protector of the Master Emerald, I need to create my own destiny. Our world will need a defense against another such threat." I went silent for a moment. As the thoughts of leaving this world came to mind.

"Eventually, I will need to see what is out there. There is so much more than this new world. I intend to make sure anything out there never threatens our people again." I was starting to speak to myself more than to my new company now, as if trying to convince myself I could achieve my goal of protecting my world.

There is always so much left to do.

Again, pursuing the most obvious thing about Ralph's speech, Ashley said the most straightforward thing in response: "You talk too much." Smiling, she hopped on her board and sat down, dangling her legs off the side. "I'm Ashley, and before I ask any more questions, I'm going to ask one thing."

She rolled over on her board, positioning herself on her stomach with her head over the front of the board. "Tell me what happened to bring us here! You said you witnessed it, and I was just preparing for practice when we were told to leave. I need to know what went down!"
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Postby The Starlight » Sat Jul 25, 2015 8:18 pm

The Republic of Atria wrote:-snip-

Valka Silverhand
All-Mother of Asgard - Siege

Valka landed in less than a minute, her armor appearing upon her, Mjolnir and Gungnir flying to hand. "Asgardians! Rally to me! Guard this city!" she shouted, a cheer rising within the Asgardians as their hearts gladdened. The Midgardians had come to do battle, and battle they would have. Asgardians never turned from a battle, and they would not stand by to see that which they had just built be destroyed once more. Their numbers were low, not fully recovered from the war with Olympus, but they would fight for every inch of their soil.

Valka was in the midst of it, Gungnir stabbing forward, Mjolnir whirling in the air, a battle cry on her lips. She left Gungnir in a Midgardian's shoulder, and leapt toward the Sentry, motioning Thor aside. If Thor could not take him, then she would. Then, seeing his features, her eyes widened. "Alexander of Midgard! What treachery is this? After that which I have done for thee, you now attack those who were your allies! I will remember this." she bellowed, lifting Mjolnir and channeling a blast of the Valka-Force at him, springing at him, her Silverhand spitting forth molten uru.

Tomia wrote:-snip-


Valancy Stirling


Valancy raised an eyebrow at his attire, noticing all of his gear. He was quite heavily armed. "I suppose I was hoping for too much when I thought this was going to be a generic bank robbery. And don't you worry, I've always got a few tricks up my sleeve," she commented, seeing his hands glowing and leaping up into the air just in time, summoning a wooden spear to throw at him and raising up a tree to attack him from the floor, the earth being uncovered by his energy blasts. Landing, her longcoat flapping gently behind her, she aimed a punch for his stomach, hoping to end the fight relatively quickly.


Tomia wrote:-snip-


Elena Galadera/Batgirl


She nodded at the Flame Guard as he arrived, not having the time to express her thanks. Ducking a punch, she kicked another henchman in the crotch, blasting him away with Stormlight. "Thanks for the help," she said, having a brief respite, before leaping back into the fray, not commenting on his use of lethal weapons. Right now wasn't the time for debate, it was time for action, and they were going for the kill as well. That didn't mean that she liked it, but she wasn't going to complain.

After about 20 minutes, the two of them had taken out all of the henchman, the mansion's walls already crumbling from her missiles and the Flame Guard crashing through the roof. Making sure she had discovered any hidden rooms, she turned to her ally. "Vannis isn't here. He must still be on the way here, as this is his stronghold. So, we have the element of surprise. I'll go in the Batmobile by the main road, and you follow close behind in flight, if you don't mind. Once we find him, I'll begin, and they'll think it's just me. Then we swoop in and capture Vannis. Killing him won't stop his henchmen, threatening to do so might. Any questions or suggestions?" she asked.

Zarkenis Ultima wrote:-snip-


Craig Thomsen/Silverwing


He had become pretty confident towards her after they had started, Craig thought. He shrugged, and settled for the simple, "People change." He leaned closer and closer, so that they were basically sharing the same air, though Rainborn didn't need to breathe. And then he grinned, looking down at her beautiful face. "Who said I'm not finishing the fight?" he said, reaching a hand into her chest and pulling out her Core.

It was quite a weird sensation and feeling, reaching inside someone's chest and pulling something out. He faltered in his mind, but his hand stayed true, and pulled it out smoothly. Lifting it in his hand, and examining it for a moment, he got off Etla and lifted it triumphantly. "So this is it. Huh. Do you yield?" he asked, checking her to make sure that it hadn't had an adverse effect on her. He didn't want to cause her pain or anything like that. He remained a safe distance away, however, just in case she continued to keep going.
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Postby The Republic of Atria » Sat Jul 25, 2015 8:34 pm

Sentry looked to get covered in the molten Uru, what came out of his mouth was more of an unholy screech of pain rather than a human one. Afterward, the Uru slid off and he was no worse for wear, but his already fragile mental state was push over the edge and thus began to transform into the Void.

Alex was watching this from the news. "No. No one besmirches my name except me! Plus, I don't even look like that anymore." He said and teleported to Asgard, having shielded himself beforehand. Safety first after all. He saw Valka fighting the impostor and tried to seal him off in a powerful magic barrier while floating next to her. "Valka, it's a long story, but I lost my powers and that's not me." He said having to strain himself to keep the shield off. "But who or whatever he is... He's just as strong!" Alex said just as his barrier began to crack and break apart. "I use magic now. I'm okay at it. But we need to waste this guy yesterday. Asgard was framed. Loki is responsible for this. I assume."

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Postby Altito Asmoro » Sat Jul 25, 2015 8:34 pm

Kyle Vannis

Getting close to the mansion, and being fired at from the back side doesn't give him much comfort and safety after all. On the other hand, it might shows that he's at the end of his career, everyone attacking him from every possible flanks, and the fact that he's still alive right now is a miracle waiting to be destroyed. Oh, how he loves his current situations.

They began to reached the main road connected to the mansion, and strangely, his men cannot connected with the rest of the men at the mansion, no answers, no sounds, nothing. This is going to be bad.

"Turn back, turn back, turn back to Bludhaven." said Vannis to his men, as Bludhaven is still safe, and he has Falcone's holdings there as well. He doesn't want to face Batman, or his family of Bats, which may or may not have arrived at the mansion and defeated all of his men there.
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Ex-Nation

Postby The Starlight » Sat Jul 25, 2015 8:42 pm

The Republic of Atria wrote:Sentry looked to get covered in the molten Uru, what came out of his mouth was more of an unholy screech of pain rather than a human one. Afterward, the Uru slid off and he was no worse for wear, but his already fragile mental state was push over the edge and thus began to transform into the Void.

Alex was watching this from the news. "No. No one besmirches my name except me! Plus, I don't even look like that anymore." He said and teleported to Asgard, having shielded himself beforehand. Safety first after all. He saw Valka fighting the impostor and tried to seal him off in a powerful magic barrier while floating next to her. "Valka, it's a long story, but I lost my powers and that's not me." He said having to strain himself to keep the shield off. "But who or whatever he is... He's just as strong!" Alex said just as his barrier began to crack and break apart. "I use magic now. I'm okay at it. But we need to waste this guy yesterday. Asgard was framed. Loki is responsible for this. I assume."

She turned her attention to him, regaining the mass in her metal hand. "Then you have my apologies, Alexander, I did not know. Just as strong as you? Then the two of us, together, should be able to take him. Magic? Then I might have something for you, the Norn Stones. They are in the Vault, and should enhance your magic powers. You may borrow them for this battle, and, if thou wishes to keep then, we shall talk. Loki? I was about to partake of a hunt, to slay him. He will taste my wrath, that, I swear. Too long have we forgiven him, it is time for Loki's meddling and attacks to end. Forever." Valka said fiercely.

"Go and retrieve the Norn Stones, the Destroyer will not attack thee as you have my permission. Hurry," she said, eyeing Sentry's transformation into Void, "I shall hold him to the best of my ability." she said, backing up Alex's shield with her own layer of the Valkaforce.
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Postby The Fallen Jedi » Sat Jul 25, 2015 8:56 pm

The Republic of Atria wrote:- Snip -


Mortis, Celestial Homeworld

Alastir began to shift unconsciously, his mind in a state of deep meditation, a level of meditation so deep that almost no outside stimuli affected him in the slightest, he could have been entire vaporized, but he still wouldn't respond to the danger presented, almost no stimuli could affect him in this state. He could sense the balance in the cosmos shifting rapidly, far more rapidly than anything that he could sense, Alastir could quite literally feel the imbalance coming from Earth, something that Alastir believed to be a common occurrence on the planet almost once every month, but a shift so rapid was something that almost never happened on Earth, unless it would be a major occurrence "Earth..." Alastir's mind droned "As usual, the Earthlings are knee-deep in a pile of shit, but this is something different, very different..." Alastir put the majority of his focus onto the Earth, the epicenter of the cosmic change, but Alastir would be in for a very shocking surprize.

He could see, Asgard, but instead of it being where it was meant to be, it was floating directly above the planet, with the defenders of Earth attacking the sacred home of the Asgardians, with a man who looked somewhat like Alex partaking in the offensive. Alastir almost lost all concentration in his meditation, his eyes flashing open in almost an instant "You have got to be kidding me..." Alastir growled angrily as an ethereal orb manifested itself, it's sights being poised towards the location where Asgard was, where the defenders of Earth were launching a furious attack upon one of the most powerful and oldest group of deities in all of the Universe "These Earthlings must be a special kind of retarded to attack the Asgardians!" Alastir shouted furiously, his body beginning to let out a foul, black energy that began to corrupt the environment of the Realm of Mortis, altering the reality of his realm.

Spera quickly sensed Alastir's reality altering aura, an aura that could only affect the realm of Mortis exclusively, a power that Alastir could only utilize in the realm of Mortis. The Celestial Representation of Light, Spera arrived at Alastir's throne room with only a brief, but intense flash of light that purified Alastir's foul aura, and restored the stability of Mortis, if Alastir's foul aura began to show itself, it either meant one of two things, either Alastir wanted to do something that irked him (Spera), or his 'Anger Management' was failing horribly, Spera figured that for this occasion, it would be the second option "Alright Alastir..." Spera began, sighing as if he were bored "Was this intentionally meant to get my attention, or did something catch your attention and pissed you off." Said the Celestial God of Light, floating above Alastir as he waited for an answer.

As soon as he caught Alastir's grimace, Spera realized that this was a serious situation. "Spera, this isn't one of my bitch and moan moments that you've seen thus far..." A giant glass orb formed above Alastir, revealing the ongoing battle between the Earthlings and the Asgardians "This is a serious situation we're dealing with, as gods." Spera's mouth hung open at seeing something that had never happened before, the humans were attacking the Asgardians, and pushing them back "Yeah, I thought you would respond like that." Remarked Alastir as a black tendril emerged from his back and slammed itself onto a nearby wall within the throne room "It seems that now the heroes of Earth are beginning to push their luck." The wall that the tendril was attached to instantly turned to dust, revealing a darkened passage that seemed to drag on for miles.

Spera watched on in silence as archaic and satanic symbols began to appear all around the passageway, lighting it up with a blood red tinge "Regardless of who struck first, this imbalance needs to be stopped here and now, unfortunately..." Alastir shifted his attention to the dark passageway, hearing the faint growls of the inhabitants within "I can't use all of them in a single attack, that will make me seem like a mass murderer." Alastir remarked, a smile forming on his face as a demon-looking claw emerged from the outside of the passageway, scraping the wall as it slowly withdrew back into the passage.

Before Spera could even muster a response, a swarm of bat-like entities emerged from the passageway so quickly that not even Spera could count how many of them emerged from the darkened chamber "What in the?" Spera turned, his eyes widening at the sight of the horrendous entities, he heard the legends of these beings, but he never knew that they were true, these entities were the result of the disastrous attempts to create a being so powerful that they could serve as the enforcers of the Celestials, but the only problem was that they desired a thirst for blood, this lust for blood being so great that they tried to turn against their creators and destroy them "Are these what I think they are?!" Spera exclaimed.

Alastir gave only a single nod, not even bothering to turn back to Spera, staring at the passageway as he heard the clunking of metal originating from within "You haven't seen anything yet, what you see now are nothing but the drones and warriors of these abominations." Alastir smiled darkly, his glowing red eyes burning brightly with sadistic glee "I've made my own modifications to the strongest of the bunch, I call him..." Within only a mere second, a dark, towering figure stood before Alastir, apparently bowing "Xezmar, the Demon Monarch." The Demon Monarch rose slowly, as if responding to it's name being called.

Xezmar stood, his height being beyond that of Alastir's own, but it hung it's head down in respect for it's new master "Lord Alastir..." Xezmar stated, his voice causing what remained of Alastir's hair to stand at attention "What is your bidding my lord?" The Demon Monarch asked, his loyalties to Alastir being absolute, even overshadowing the inherent bloodlust within the entity. For an entity that had been locked away for so very long, the Demon Monarch looked stronger than ever, this was because of the genetic modifications granted to it by Alastir's own hand, the Demon Monarch's head rose, staring directly into Alastir's own voidless eyes.

Alastir smiled sinisterly as he stared into the eyes of Xezmar, putting his hand onto the armored shoulder of the Demon Monarch "My precious creation of death and destruction..." a black mass began to expand all around the Demon Monarch, seeping itself into the armor of Xezmar "I wish that I could let you run amok and cause mayhem as you did millions of years ago my friend, sadly that is no longer the case..." Xezmar let out a low moan of pain as his entire body began to shrink and merge with Alastir's far more dominant essence "I need to use your dominance over your subordinates to follow my will, even though you have been unleashed, that still doesn't mean that you have repaid your debt to us." Alastir finished, his voice deepening significantly, his voice resembling that of a Demon God.

Alastir then turned to the drones and warriors, who stared at Alastir with eyes of hunger, and undying rage within them, having recognized their new Demonic Overlord "Perfect..." Alastir said with a sinister smile, a portal of swirling black energy opening up from behind him "You will follow my lead, the orders given to you, and you will make sure not to shed the blood of the innocent. Rather, you will defend the realm that is Asgard to your very last breath, thus is the will of your new Overlord!" The Demon Warriors let out a cheer that resembled the roar of an unholy being, swarming into the darkened portal, with Alastir leading the charge towards Earth.

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Postby Tomia » Sat Jul 25, 2015 8:57 pm

Floyd Martin
Martin snatched the wooden spear just as it neared his head, it even scratched the mask he wore. "Nice try, but I'm just faster." He said to her arrogantly until the giant tree came rising up from the ground, knocking him hard to the ground. Valancy then moved at a quick pace and landed a hard hit to his stomach while he was down. His armor absorbed some of the impact, but he still felt it plainly.

"Not bad, you're smart. I can see why he's stayed with you." Floyd said absently to Valnacy, quickly doing a back flip from the ground and landing on his feet. "But unfortunately for you, I don't lose." He told her, he fired an energy blast at her feet to distract her and then jumped in the air with his fist raised, hopping to land a hard blow to knock her unconcious.

The Flame Guard
Morgan returned Batgirl's nod as they continued to fight together. When he took a respite after her he responded to her thank you. "You're welcome." He told her before returning to the fight.

Once all the thugs were taken out, he listened to Batgirl's plan. "That will work. I follow behind, throw one of those smoke grenades when you're ready for me to come in. Now we should go, he probably won't stick around long when sees his house destroyed." The Flame Dawn said to her before using his remaining energy reserve to blast up out of the ceiling. He then ran across the rooftops, staying close to follow Batgirl.

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Capitalist Paradise

Postby The Republic of Atria » Sat Jul 25, 2015 9:13 pm

The Starlight wrote:
The Republic of Atria wrote:Sentry looked to get covered in the molten Uru, what came out of his mouth was more of an unholy screech of pain rather than a human one. Afterward, the Uru slid off and he was no worse for wear, but his already fragile mental state was push over the edge and thus began to transform into the Void.

Alex was watching this from the news. "No. No one besmirches my name except me! Plus, I don't even look like that anymore." He said and teleported to Asgard, having shielded himself beforehand. Safety first after all. He saw Valka fighting the impostor and tried to seal him off in a powerful magic barrier while floating next to her. "Valka, it's a long story, but I lost my powers and that's not me." He said having to strain himself to keep the shield off. "But who or whatever he is... He's just as strong!" Alex said just as his barrier began to crack and break apart. "I use magic now. I'm okay at it. But we need to waste this guy yesterday. Asgard was framed. Loki is responsible for this. I assume."

She turned her attention to him, regaining the mass in her metal hand. "Then you have my apologies, Alexander, I did not know. Just as strong as you? Then the two of us, together, should be able to take him. Magic? Then I might have something for you, the Norn Stones. They are in the Vault, and should enhance your magic powers. You may borrow them for this battle, and, if thou wishes to keep then, we shall talk. Loki? I was about to partake of a hunt, to slay him. He will taste my wrath, that, I swear. Too long have we forgiven him, it is time for Loki's meddling and attacks to end. Forever." Valka said fiercely.

"Go and retrieve the Norn Stones, the Destroyer will not attack thee as you have my permission. Hurry," she said, eyeing Sentry's transformation into Void, "I shall hold him to the best of my ability." she said, backing up Alex's shield with her own layer of the Valkaforce.



"Speak of the devil, right? I was just going to ask you about those. We can work out a deal later... This guy might actually be stronger than I used to be... Which is slightly concerning. Maybe I can..." He said and tried to look into the man's mind only to have black lightning arc around his head and shock the daylights out of him. "GRAH! Son of a bitch! This guy's mind is like a flaming bear trap covered in three layers of razor wire, guarded by a battalion of hydras. I'll be right back! Hold him off!" He said and used to magic to boost his running speed as much as he could and made it to the vault. The Destroyer intimidated him a bit since the one time he fought it, he wasn't doing so well.

But it wasn't after him. Valka made it so it saw him as an ally. Which was good. It let him into the vault only for him to find pretty much nothing. "Uh oh... This isn't good..." He decided to send a telepathic message to Valka to inform her. Hey! They're not here! Someone must have nabbed them. Plan B! Who looks like the one in charge?! We find him and make him call it off!

Loki already had them and was watching as the fight took place. Though the monster Osborn had brought slightly concerned him. IT was reckless, powerful and sinister to the degree where even he was wary.

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Postby Pygmalionia » Sat Jul 25, 2015 9:59 pm

Altito Asmoro wrote:Kyle Vannis

Getting close to the mansion, and being fired at from the back side doesn't give him much comfort and safety after all. On the other hand, it might shows that he's at the end of his career, everyone attacking him from every possible flanks, and the fact that he's still alive right now is a miracle waiting to be destroyed. Oh, how he loves his current situations.

They began to reached the main road connected to the mansion, and strangely, his men cannot connected with the rest of the men at the mansion, no answers, no sounds, nothing. This is going to be bad.

"Turn back, turn back, turn back to Bludhaven." said Vannis to his men, as Bludhaven is still safe, and he has Falcone's holdings there as well. He doesn't want to face Batman, or his family of Bats, which may or may not have arrived at the mansion and defeated all of his men there.


"They're turning back." says Lazarus, grinning under his mask. He revs up his cycle more and speeds up with the intention of catching up to the Falcone crime boss. "John, get ready to shoot. You'll have a clearer view now." says the Butcher as he speeds off towards the two SUVs, invigorated at the recent turn of events.
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"Nah, don't bother using them if you'd rather conserve your energy. I don't really care to know what you can do as long as it doesn't screw us over in a fight or something like that." The blonde woman replied to Masami's words. The two hadn't been traveling together for very long, really, but at this point she was pretty much taking for granted that they would be getting into plenty more fights together. The idea was not unappealing, anyway. To have some help in the upcoming trials she would face was a godsend, more so when the person helping was able to hold her ground this time. Having to offer a little assistance herself in return for said help was a small price to pay; minuscule, in fact. If there was something Garnet was good at doing after all the things that had happened to her, it was fighting.

"That's a big load of bullshit, though, getting smarter by killing monsters. It's not fair at all. We humans have to do boring stuff like studying." She remarked as she rummaged through the inn, eventually finding her old blood-stained clothes and picking up what she had been looking for. Wandering back into whichever room Masami was currently in, she closed the door and lit up a smoke. "Found 'em." She stated. "Now then, you wanted to know about me, right? You've already seen most of the interesting stuff; anything from before isn't nearly as exciting. But ask away if you want."

"Heh. It's one of the many benefits of being Kitsune. Though then again, I am fighting giant monsters which could kill me rather easily. So it's not like I don't earn it." Masami replied. She gently stroked her new tail for emphasis. "'To be fair, I'm also kind of cheating for a Kitsune. We're really supposed to be earning these through living long and contemplating but..." She paused. "I have an enemy I need to defeat. And she is very strong. So the stronger I can get the more likely it is that I will be able to take her." She smiled slightly, moving towards Garnet.

"Now, your turn to share." She spoke, she leaned on a wall. "What got you into the monster hunting business? Though I suppose it's more of a hobby for us since we don't get paid..." She spoke. "Also, where did you get all those cool artefacts?"
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Hadrimmelis listened to the returned Vokornian with avid curiosity and a fair bit of enthusiasm. Hearing from an old friend was always a nice thing, after all; it was one of the greatest pleasures for creatures such as herself, that lived so long and experienced all that the mortals experienced and cherished several times over in but a fraction of their lifetime. She wondered what the Vokornian could need help with, though.

Then she paused. She wasn't speaking, so what was with that comment?

Soon, Ashyandra continued speaking- thinking, rather- as if nothing had happened, so the World-Dragon opted to simply ignore that comment. "The asteroid belt of the Solar System housing Earth. I do believe you would know where that is, yes? Or would you need some directions first?" The World-Dragon's consciousness asked as if she were discussing something as simple as how to get to the nearest shopping mall rather than how to navigate around the endless universe.

Meanwhile, back on the asteroid belt, Hadrimmelis blinked and turned towards Yamirakkelis. "...Ah, no, it was nothing you said, sister, do not worry about it, though I will say that we may be gaining some company in the following minutes. Again, nothing to worry about." She stated. "Anyway..." she continued, as if to pick up where she had left off. "Like I said, I can not pretend to understand the thoughts of something as vast and primordial as the Dragon Force, even if I am bound to it, but if I was to hazard a guess, I would say that there is no issue with your use of magic. After all, you are able to use it, and I think we can take that as proof that there is no issue with magic itself, but rather with your tampering. I believe that if there was an issue with magic then, quite simply, you would not be able to use it at all." She stated.

"Regardless, I think you should keep pressing on with your research. It is what you have always excelled at, after all." The elder World-Dragon stated. "Is there anything else you wanted to talk about?"

"No need. I know where that is..."

Yami smiled. "Hmm. Interesting. I shall have some fun guessing who it might be before she comes." She spoke. Then shrugged. "I don't pretend to understand it either, which is why I am endlessly curious about it. Even given the time I've been studying it for I have never been able to understand it fully. It's a great puzzle." She spoke. "Though, then again, it is alive. So I try my best not to delve too deep."

Yami put a finger to her chin in thought at her sisters question. "Well as I said, anything really. How about what you've been doing recently other than meditating. I can't imagine you've been very slothful." She remarked. "Or I could try and guess who might be coming to this asteroid. It can't be another world dragon or you would tell me. It might be a human, since we are on earth-"

Suddenly a flash of light interupted Yami's Avatar. A portal formed near the two sisters which made Yami turn and adjust her glasses. She then saw the person who came out of the portal.

"Sorry I took so long. Portal spells of this distance can take a while to weave." Spoke Ashy. She smiled. "It's really good to see you Hadri." She spoke. Then turned her attention to Yami's Avatar. Who right now had a hard time tearing her eyes away from Ash, though less out of appreciation for her beauty and more out of curiosity. "And who is this? Another world dragon?"

Yami didn't answer. She raised an eyebrow. "What... are you? I'm not sure I recognize your species, though it seems... familiar."
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Charmera wrote:Katie looked up at Cora. She often had to do this as she was the shorter of the two and prone to hugging. She flash a big smile. Though there were still tears. "Thank you. Thank you so much. You're the best best friend anyone could ask for Cora. I... I l-" The word caught in her throat. "I like you a lot." She spoke. Nodding. She let go of Cora, wiping her tears away. She then smiled again. "I promise, I'll always be there for you too."

Cora tried not to blush again when Katie said she liked her, but Cora couldn't help it. "I like you too Katie. You're my best friend. I don't know where I would be without you." She said when Katie pulled away. Cora couldn't help but notice how beautiful Katie's smile was in that moment, it was almost distracting. "So I was thinking about going on patrol tonight. We haven't done it in a few days. Would you... wanna come with me? I understand if it's too soon Katie, I just thought I'd offer." Cora said, hoping Katie wouldn't get upset by her words. Comforting someone through a lose was not something she was used to, but she hoped that she was doing a good job.

Katie paused for a moment. Then smiled and nodded. "Of course I wouldn't mind coming with you. It's about time I start doing stuff like this again after all." She spoke. She sped off to her locker and grabbed her superhero suit at insane speeds, changing in the blink of an eye like flash and coming back to Cora. Even with her mask on you could tell she was the happiest she had been in days. Though her heart still felt heavy, she no longer felt empty. She heeded the advice of Lula and began focusing outwards once more. "Lets go!" She spoke, giving Cora a thumbs up.

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"That's because he has reason to be. Every time we encounter him, he is more powerful than the last." Sarah stated factually as she ate a spoonful of cheesecake, taking a moment to close her eyes and enjoy the flavor before continuing to speak. "He never seems to attack us more than once in any given month, which suggests that he needs at least as much time in order to recover after every beating, but it must also mean that he is empowered either by whatever process allows him to regenerate, or by something else." She said, eating a bit more of cheesecake. "Perhaps it has something to do with our powers, too. He seems so obsessed about them, I wouldn't be surprised if his magic had something to do with them."

If the sisters looked at Sarah at the moment, they would find the playful, flirtatious air that was so characteristic of their elder sister gone, replaced by a grim countenance. The topic at hand was a very serious one, after all, and sooner or later they would have to make a decision about it.

"If we don't do something about the wizard, or at the very least try to find out what the connection is, then these battles will only get harder and harder with each passing month, and we can't exactly rely on the full moon to be there when we need it the most." She stated firmly.

But afterwards, she sighed, running a hand over her hair. "Sorry, I got a little carried away there. It's just that he worries me as much as he worries you guys. Didn't mean to get all gloomy." She said softly, and tried to smile. "So let's just have dinner, okay? Before something bad happens. Like this." She said, and promptly snatched a turkey leg from Hanah's personal banquet, munching on it.

Hanah was pretty focused on devouring her food. So she nearly ended up eating Sarah's hand. Instead she simply glowed at it. If it wasn't her sister, it would have been gone. After all anyone who snatched Hanah's food did so at their own risk. "Grrr... Why do you always have to steal the good bits?" Asked Hanah, devouring at a rate that was simply impossible for someone who was a normal human. Even some of the bones were not spared, her cute yet surprisingly powerful teeth tearing them apart with only minor effort. She didn't seem to care that people seem to be noticing her simply consuming everything in her path. She then took a break, as she does, and decided to talk.

"So. What do you all want to do now that we're rich?" Hanah asked, and anyone who knew the little were-everything knew that her own answer wouldn't be 'wisely save and conserve it for our future'.
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Cora was amazed at how much better Katie had seemed. Just this morning she had been devesated and now she didn't stop smiling. Katie had left and came back at such speed that Cora barely had time to react. She smiled brightly at her enthusiastic friend. "Well, I'll need a few minutes Katie, I can't change at the speed of light like you." She teased her friend before heading down to their changing room herself. She came back in her costume as well, and checked the police scanner that she had connected to headset. "Well, there's a fire about 6 blocks from here, and there's also a bank robbery near by. Do you want to split up and handle them both?" Cora asked her friend.

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Samantha smiled and shook her head at Hannah's words. "Don't worry Hannah, you can always order more if you want." She said to her little sister. There were people staring at them but they ignored them as always. Then Hannah asked what they wanted to do with them money. "Well, I've always wanted to buy a house somewhere. It'd be nice to have a place that was our own, where we can keep our stuff and go to whenever we want." Samantha said. She doubted her sisters shared her dream, but Samantha had always dreamed of settling down one day with a family, and leaving the life of wandering behind.

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August Carter-13 Yrs-Devil's Den

Alissa did not seem to be too upset over me spilling my drink on her. In fact, she did not seemed fazed at all. Oh, great....she does not hate me. Although as I looked at her, calming myself down. I could see she was at her lowest point that she has ever sunk in her life. Sure, she has a cool sword and all, but she has lost her voice. Thats like...if I lost my dad, or big sis....or mom. Maybe my Justice League Action figure collection. But something needs to be done, as Deedee left us both alone.

I call myself a hero, but here I am, with someone desperately needing my help in front of me. I cant call myself my dad's son if I dont help her.

"OK, well I have decided." I said flatly.

"I will help you get your voice back. Whatever it takes." I said, trying to convince myself more than her as I smiled sheepishly.

I then stood up, my helmet layed upon the counter as I stretched. As a flash of light hit me, and forcing me to realize that she was looking taller than I remembered. My eyes then passed my reflection, in the mirror behind the bar. As I was just high enough to see into it, as my eyes widened in shock.

I look 13 again. The armor now gone and replaced with my blue jeans and red Robin hoodie.

As Chorus now saw me as I actually am. I, from some source I could not really explain, presumably from whatever entity revived me. Had given me the power to alter my physical form. To an extent. Although I have no clue as to how I woke up as a 23 year old man, and now reverted to a 13 year old child. Perhaps it runs on a time limit?

But mental flashes appeared in my mind, as I began to remember my own revival process. It was broken, and in pieces so hard to understand. As I began to understand the method of my revival, and the results. I learned from the flashes that I can will myself into a sort of, 'Hero Mode' when I need to. Resulting in my adult and armored persona which I recently named 'Ranger'. But I am still a child, and I revert back to my normal state and age when not in danger.

It's confusing to say the least, and I still cannot remember who resurrected me, and by what means. Still leaving questions. But I suppose they will come in time.

I then scratched the back of my head in a embarrassed manner as I finally came clean about who I actually am. Age and all.

"Sorry for misleading you Alissa. But...I did not mean to, honestly I thought I was stuck looking like I was a grown man just a few minutes ago." I then shoved both hands in my pockets as I tried to brace myself for her reaction.

"I am August, I died a little while ago. Not sure how long...and I dont remember who killed me. I will likely remember in time. But somehow, as a side effect of being revived...I can make myself older and stronger. I guess as a defense against being killed again I suppose." I then smiled at her.

"I may be 13, but I am still your biggest fan." I claimed. Before finally asking the big question.

"So, would you still allow me to help you get your voice back?" I asked, still blushing from the prospect on it.

Alissa raised a single eyebrow, somewhat surprised by this development, though not completely shocked. He seemed a tad bit odd after all. A little too eager, and she was not aware of a fanbase of her among the ages 23 too. She put the eyebrow back down when she saw his earnestness. She sighed soundlessly, closing her eyes slowly, then opened her eyes.

She nodded her head slightly. Though she mouthed the word "but" And began writing.
I would be glad to have you along. I could use having someone like you. After all you were trained by someone quite skilled, so I imagine you can hold your own.
Though, keep in mind I may be doing things you might not like on this quest. And it will be dangerous. I will try and keep you safe as much as I can, but I can't promise anything.


She knew the kid might take offense to the protection bit. But he was a kid. And she didn't want to see him get hurt.

The two of them might notice a girl roughly matching Chorus' description walking into the bar.

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Cora was amazed at how much better Katie had seemed. Just this morning she had been devesated and now she didn't stop smiling. Katie had left and came back at such speed that Cora barely had time to react. She smiled brightly at her enthusiastic friend. "Well, I'll need a few minutes Katie, I can't change at the speed of light like you." She teased her friend before heading down to their changing room herself. She came back in her costume as well, and checked the police scanner that she had connected to headset. "Well, there's a fire about 6 blocks from here, and there's also a bank robbery near by. Do you want to split up and handle them both?" Cora asked her friend.

"Sure. I'm not the best at things like fires. I mean electricity isn't very good at putting out those kinds of things." She replied. "Though, really, perhaps it's better if I don't choose. I'm still not used to this as much as I was before." She replied. "I could deal with the robbers quickly though... Just saying."
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Cora nodded to Katie, she knew it might take a little while for her to adjust again. "It's okay Katie. You take the bank, and I'll take the burning building. Remember to keep your headset on, and check in if something seems suspicious." Cora said, a little worried. "We'll meet back here when we're done." She said, before flying off toward the direction of the burning building.

Cora soon arrived at the large apartment building that was on fire. The fire was spread across the building. Cora dropped down to speak to the fire fighters who said that there were still people trapped inside. Cora nodded and shot up immediately smashing through one of the windows to search for one of the trapped civillans.

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"You have to agree, it's a good thing that we get to go elsewhere oh so often - the religious fervor all around Hera is turning it into the nightmare that they are prophecizing." Shaytan commented on this situation for the 10th time, at least, while still firmly gazing over the empty cosmos outside of the window in front of him. The Nihil Novi were flying to a mission on a foreign planet - according to the log, the Planet Trade Organization sent a full-scale assault on one of the planets under the Heran Despotate. Throughout the last few years, our race has been at war for far more than usual. The King has been launching several attacks on nearby nations, and this has driven the masses crazy. According to the final chapter of the Peacock Script, right before the Last Stand, the Race will achieve a state of power by destroying all other races and become the sole heir of the Universe. That is when the Higher Beings will decide the time is up and vanquish all life.

Search for the so-called 'The First Angel' has achieved large heights, and quite a few figures tried to point at me as well. I myself never did buy into this mass hysteria. And Shaytan, a well-known fighter and a very powerful one, as well as the Prince of Hera, didn't seem to really pick a side. He didn't care much about this, but also didn't completely deny it as rubbish.

I was still sitting down on the reinforced steel floor of the spaceship, looking like waiting for acontnuation of the statement, or perhaps like not completely satisfied by it. Shaytan didn't turn his head, and instead looked at the scenery surrounding the ship. We were flying at speeds hundreds of times faster than light, and yet it almost looked like we were static. Or at least, the stars moved far slower than what I expected them to.

"Master Shaytan... what do you think about all this?" I finally dropped the big question. "Maybe you know who the First Angel could be? You always seem so wise and all-knowing..." Shaytan stood there for a moment, then sighed, as if he was let down by my words.

"I know about as much as everyone knows." he responded after a short breath of silence. "You are almost an adult, Itaku, and yet you are naive and innocent like a little child. After all, line 95 of the final chapter says 'Nobody will know the hero's identity until the planet's last breaths, when he will show himself and set off to achieve his goal'" Meanwhile, the white hot lights on the ceiling lowered down in intensity and a beeping sound echoed through the halls - we were landing.
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Daniel Carter/NightBlade-38 Yrs-Joker's Funhouse, Gotham city

I dodged the shot from his weapon, as I knew how it functioned already. First pull of the trigger reveals what appears to be a joke flag, and then he catches his victim off guard when they are suddenly impaled by it. I weaved under the shot and hurled my blade at him on the catwalk, but rather than aim for him specifically, I aimed for the cables supporting the catwalk, as I drew my machine guns and fired a burst of bullets further destroying the structure holding it above me. As the catwalk began to creak and shift the Joker slammed across the railing and tumbled downward, landing atop of a stack of wooden crates. The Joker gave himself a chuckle as he pulled himself up, but as he did so I was already using smaller formations of crates as a jumping platform to get myself to him, as I threw a powerful left kick into his gut. Sending him finally down to the cold concrete beneath us, removing his height advantage.

But as he dusted off his purple suit and smiled, I could not help but think that something was off. He is...smiling. Strange, it does not fit the Joker profile. He lives to temp and torment the Batman, not to kill him as others that the Batman fights. Something is, wrong, if it is true that Joker has killed the Batman, even by accident, he should be visibly depressed. Morose, the opposite of laughing joy.

I grabbed the Joker up by his collar, lifting him several inches off the ground as I thrust him against the wall. Attempting to confirm my suspicions.

"The Batman, where is he! You did not kill him, you would not have. We both know that is not your MO." His expression changed to one of a feigned sadness.

"Oh, it was a loss, I did not mean to crack the egg to make the omelet. But what can I say NightFluke, the man just died of laughter." The clown jeered as he then placed his hand to the flower upon his suit.

"You know, a nice flower is proven to help lift the spirits after a tragedy. Have a smell!" The howled as the green acid spurted and scorched my suit, as it spilled onto my left shoulder. The burning sensation was there, and I dropped the mad clown, but the suit was tailored and reinforced to resist such acids.

As the scampered away to place some distance and recover, I slowly walked after him in my pursuit.

"Congratulations Joker. I was here to kill you. I am still here to kill you. However you have postponed your execution. I cannot get Batman's location from a corpse. So how many rounds will it take clown?"

He then jumped up and placed his fists in exaggerated boxing formation. In a dramatic 'put up your dukes' stance.

"Oh you'll find that Uncle Joker can go many rounds." Then with a couple pathetic jabs, he pulled a loaded boxing glove from seemingly nowhere and with a press of the button, I felt the spring loaded gag weapon slam into my face. Throwing me off balance and giving the Joker and opening to slam my right leg with a crowbar. Instantly dropping me to a knee.

As I looked up, I could see the mad man caressing the iron weapon taunting me.

"Oh, come on is that all you got! Even Batgirl put up a bigger fight when I crippled her! AHHAHHAHAAA!" His echoing laughter was only interrupted by a explosion in the factory. "Oh well, I suppose I am gonna need to find a new Jester, God good help is hard to find these days, dont you agree?" As he craned his neck I took advantage of the opening and lept up and planted a powerful punch into his gut, instantly sending him kneeling over, as he coughed up blood.

I looked down on him as he rolled over, and climbed back up. Knowing I was not aiming to kill him, but cause injury instead. However, we both know that is a very poor way of getting information from the Joker. Pain is not really a factor for him, not that he does not feel it.

He simply does not care.

As he stood back up, once more and wiped the red blood from his lips, his messy green hair falling all over his eyes. "You are just like all the other capes. None of you know a good joke if it smashed you in the face. And yet, you only see what the performer wants you to see. The larger show eludes you...." I stopped briefly, as I faced him. Deciding to see what exactly he was playing at.

"Enlighten me." I commanded, and the Joker placed his face in his gloved hand, madly chuckling.

"You still dont get it NightFluke. Oh well, even if it spoils the fun, I suppose I am just gonna have to be the one who tells the kiddies Santa Claus is not real." He then shot his arms out as if in illustration.

"Do you truly believe, that I went though all of this!? All of this glorious chaos I created, all of this murder and mayhem I have created by capturing the bat? Sure, you were right. The rodent is not dead, but he refuses to see my reason. And so does his city. This city has limped along on the efforts of the Bat's annoying teenage vixen side kick alone. But after tonight, I will release a new Joker Toxin, one in which has been developed and prepared for since all of this began. The new toxin will not be fatal, but it will have a similar affect as it had on that one wedding damsel I discovered a couple months ago. When I heard about the crazy cook she had turned into, she had given me an idea. To engineer a new toxin that will turn this entire city Batsh*t insane! Once the Bat witnesses this, I am certain he will finally crack. And realize that he and I...are not so different. As a matter of fact, all of Gotham will be a haven for the insane! Hoohoohaahoo." The man voice then lowered considerably.

"The Batman would have already discovered my plans. In fact, he has. I have even been showing my face at every location where the gas has been planted. Hoping someone would catch on, provide some sport for me. But because I have to spoil the whole show for you, it really takes the fun out of it. For that, I am sorry you wont see the encore. Just know, Gotham City is always in good hands with Uncle Joker..."

As the Joker brandished a knife I lunged at him I realized that it was my desire for vengeance which had clouded my judgement, and allowed me to miss the details of his plan.

A problem that I will now remedy.
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Ralph the Rat-16 Yrs-Emerald Island, New Mobius

This girl, seems almost strangely nonchalant for someone who was just warped to a new world with no explanation. As her head peered over the edge of her board I locked eyes with her, and sighed with a small smile. "Well, there is much to talk about." I conceded as my features became more serious at the mention of her question. "What happened?" I asked rhetorically. I then approached her floating board, where we are about eye level. "I am assuming you desire the short version. In that case, I will tell you."

My eyes seemed to look past her, as I remembered the events of earlier. The battle with Scourge the Hedgehog, his sacrifice against Chaos. The arrival of Max, and the final battle against Maelstrom Claus.

"To answer simply, our world was rendered uninhabitable because of a battle against two forces of nature. The first, Chaos, or Perfect Chaos I know much about. His soul corrupted by the malevolent negative power of the Chaos Emeralds. He commanded the oceans and seas and flooded much of the land on Mobius. Wiping out islands and forever changing the landscape of continents. I battled him just outside of Station Square. Using the positive energy of the Chaos Emeralds, I was able to calm his spirit. Had that been it, then we could have perhaps survived and stayed on Mobius. But then, a new demonic force, I dont know where he came from. His very presence poisoned our world, I..." My thoughts then went back to Solar the Hedgehog, Max and Mir. "We could not defeat him fast enough to reverse the damage he had caused." As I finished the story, I locked eyes with the Hedgehog and unfolded my arms.

"It was then, that Max used the powers of Chaos Control to warp our people here. To a new and unspoiled world, where we can rebuild and live. As in time, all of us would have died if left on Mobius." I explained, the not very exciting or pleasant story this Hedgehog may have wanted.

"So, what else could I tell you?"

Sabrina El Carter/Star Girl-18 Yrs-Siberia, Russia

The music was sharply interrupted by the shrieking of the seemingly suspended animation girl next to me. It is clear now, she is definitely alive. The shock of her suddenly sparking to life, and crying like a siren, I jumped up and backed away a few steps. At first, it was loud, but nothing I could not handle, but that was changing fast. Her cries were reaching levels that was physically affecting the environment. The ground began to crack, snow began to cascade down the slopes and trees were ripped from their roots. Within moments, I was beginning to feel physical pain from her assault.

I was not even sure if she was doing this intentionally or was simply a impulse. But I was certain of one thing.

She needs to shut up.

Normally I would be rather interested in her power, but now all I can do is try to put her back down. I almost violently grabbed her shoulders and peered deeply into her eyes, my own starting to change to a crimson red. But, it was then that I saw it. In her eyes, she was afraid.

I frantically dove through my own mind, trying to find a way to quiet her down before she causes serious damage. To the environment, and me. I even considered dragging her in to the cold of space. But I was not certain that she could survive that. My mind then flashed to the music player I had turned on, and how all of this had started when I turned it on.

Scooping it up in my hand, I crushed it easily between my fingers. The music dying out as the electronic pieces fell back into the snow. Then, almost as if turning off a light switch, she immediately became unresponsive again.

As she went limp, I held her ensuring she would not fall back into the snow. Whatever it is that keeps her...active. Music seems to be the key. But then what caused her to lose control? Interference? From what? Maybe....sensory overload?

I then got an idea. Perhaps she needs, only music to function. As any other sound is simply interference that gets in the way and crowds her senses. Its only a theory, but it does not make sense otherwise.

I then held her as I lightly touched off of the now silent snow and flew us both back to my own home in Metropolis.

August Carter/Ranger-13 Yrs-Devil's Den

So, I can go with her? Thats awesome. I tried to contain my excitement as I looked around nervously, not even sure if I am allowed to be here now that I look like a kid. But then a couple of her responses struck me, and my eyebrows dropped slightly at the mention of her protecting me. "I dont need your protection, I am going to protect you after all! I mean, all celebrities have to have super cool body guards. And I accept the job. We can talk about payment later. I like strawberry milk, and video games." I then stopped myself. Realizing how childish I was sounding right now.

So uncool.

It was then that I thought about the other thing she said. I may not like some things she does? I dont get it. Why would I not like what she does? She makes an awesome show. It was then that a girl who seemed to match the description walked into the club, I noticed rather quickly. Dad always taught me to be aware of my surroundings. Thats hard to do sometimes though, but someone Alissa needs to find? I tend to keep an eye out.

I then obliviously pointed the person out in the crowd to Alissa.

"Hey Chorus, that lady seems to resemble the one you are looking for...is that her?"
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Postby Kastania » Sun Jul 26, 2015 3:22 pm

One week after the siege of STAGG Industries....

Two militia soldiers dragged Reese towards the desk Golden Mask sat behind, calm, not bothered about his guests. 'You can leave him there,' he said while reading the Metropolis Financial Newspaper, legs resting on the desk. Simon Stagg's desk, it is.

'Do you know how it feels to lose a lot of money at useless stocks?' He asked, again, not looking up from the newspaper.
'W...what?' Reese asked. But deep inside he knew. He knew his cover was blown.
'Don't act like you are dumb Reese!' He yelled. 'I know it, I know it all! FB fucking I! You fucking cock!
He approached Reese, and kneeled before him.
'Back to the question,' he said. His brown eyes just burned into the mind of Reese. He was so intense, and so evil. What he did to Simon Stagg....It made him shudder everytime, even though he has seen some things in his career.
'No I don't....' Reese said. 'I don't know how it feels to lose it to stocks, no,' he said.
'Me neither. But now, I think I can guess how it should feel. I payed millions, fucking millions for an good militia to do my bidding, and then it's commander seems to be fucking undercover, for the fucking cops!' He yelled.

'I said I didn't know how it feels to lose it all to stocks,' Reese said carefully. 'But I do know how it feels to lose all my money because of fraud. My family, Weiz, my life....You took it all away,' he said, emotional of the thought about his wife.
Golden Mask froze, as if he had turned into a statue. 'H...how did you call me?' he said surprised, and a little shocked.
'I know it all, Johnatan. I know who you are, what you have done....I know about your death list, your plans, allies. You trusted the wrong person,' Reese said.
Weiz stood up again, a faint grin on his face. 'Is that so, pretty boy? Then I assume the FBI must be on it's way then eh? Good. My plan is working. Tell me, Reese my man, have you lived a life you would remember?' he asked.
'What a stupid question,' he bluntly stated. Johnatan Weiz was losing his patience. 'Learn to answer the fucking question! Have you lived a life you will remember!?' he yelled.
Clearly Reese took too long to answer. The Golden Maks unsheated an razorsharp rapier from out of his cane and stabbed it through Reese's stomach. He screamed from the pain, until he fell quiet, and lifeless. Weiz took out the rapier, and cleaned it gently while he was turning himself to Stagg.

'You listen, and you will listen carefully,' he said. From this moment on you work for me. Everything you own, including your beautifull company and it's possessions, are mine. You take orders from me and me alone. Should you refuse, which I am sure of that you won't, then the same will happen to you as him,' and he pointed the rapier towards the lifeless body.
The only thing Stagg could do was nod in agreement. His life was worth more then his company, atleast in his eyes.
'Good,' and he sheated his rapier. 'Now that we have an deal, I guess my work here is done. Oh, wait...' He snatched the communication device of Reese's body, and started to talk to the entire militia. 'Gentlemen and perhaps some ladies too. Commander Reese is dead. He betrayed us all by working for the feds. That's why I, Golden Mask, your loyal...former, customer take control of the entire militia until the sum of.....argh screw that. I can promise you all so much more then Reese. Wealth, success, power. All if you obey me from now on. Thank you for your understanding,' he said.
Then everything went quick. The entire militia that was gathered at STAGG Tower, moved away, with their new leader in the armoured limousine, when his off the radar phone started to ring.

'Who's this?
'Wait, who is dead?'
'Oh for fuck's sake it's a shame that I couldn't do it myself. Goddamn bastard. Thanks for calling.'
Golden Mask grabbed an small, leather bound notebook out of his coat, opened it, and crossed down the name "Joker" which was right below Cobblepot.
'They can kill the Joker, but Cobblepot is mine,' he thought.

'You there,' make sure the joker's killer gets some money with my regards, all I can do for someone who helps me with my death list eh?'
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Postby The Starlight » Sun Jul 26, 2015 4:13 pm

The Republic of Atria wrote:"Speak of the devil, right? I was just going to ask you about those. We can work out a deal later... This guy might actually be stronger than I used to be... Which is slightly concerning. Maybe I can..." He said and tried to look into the man's mind only to have black lightning arc around his head and shock the daylights out of him. "GRAH! Son of a bitch! This guy's mind is like a flaming bear trap covered in three layers of razor wire, guarded by a battalion of hydras. I'll be right back! Hold him off!" He said and used to magic to boost his running speed as much as he could and made it to the vault. The Destroyer intimidated him a bit since the one time he fought it, he wasn't doing so well.

But it wasn't after him. Valka made it so it saw him as an ally. Which was good. It let him into the vault only for him to find pretty much nothing. "Uh oh... This isn't good..." He decided to send a telepathic message to Valka to inform her. Hey! They're not here! Someone must have nabbed them. Plan B! Who looks like the one in charge?! We find him and make him call it off!

Loki already had them and was watching as the fight took place. Though the monster Osborn had brought slightly concerned him. IT was reckless, powerful and sinister to the degree where even he was wary.


Loki! He's the only one who would want them and have the ability to get them. I really must upgrade the vaults once more. she responded telepathically, increasing the shield around Void. She gazed around, looking for their leader. Finding a man in a red, blue and white metal suit surrounded by Midgardians and giving orders, she flew over there, engaging them, using her uru hand to spit forth molten uru once again. "You were foolish enough to attack Asgard, and now, you shall pay the price," she said to them, blasting the Valkaforce at them.

Tomia wrote:Floyd Martin
Martin snatched the wooden spear just as it neared his head, it even scratched the mask he wore. "Nice try, but I'm just faster." He said to her arrogantly until the giant tree came rising up from the ground, knocking him hard to the ground. Valancy then moved at a quick pace and landed a hard hit to his stomach while he was down. His armor absorbed some of the impact, but he still felt it plainly.

"Not bad, you're smart. I can see why he's stayed with you." Floyd said absently to Valnacy, quickly doing a back flip from the ground and landing on his feet. "But unfortunately for you, I don't lose." He told her, he fired an energy blast at her feet to distract her and then jumped in the air with his fist raised, hopping to land a hard blow to knock her unconcious.

The Flame Guard
Morgan returned Batgirl's nod as they continued to fight together. When he took a respite after her he responded to her thank you. "You're welcome." He told her before returning to the fight.

Once all the thugs were taken out, he listened to Batgirl's plan. "That will work. I follow behind, throw one of those smoke grenades when you're ready for me to come in. Now we should go, he probably won't stick around long when sees his house destroyed." The Flame Dawn said to her before using his remaining energy reserve to blast up out of the ceiling. He then ran across the rooftops, staying close to follow Batgirl.


Valancy
"How do you know Roy?" she demanded, stumbling due to the energy blast but quickly raising up a wooden bubble around her, feeling the man's fist connected. Once that had happened, she shattered it, sending the shards of wood flying towards him, as several more branches shot out of the tree to attack. "That's too bad," she said. "Because I don't make a habit of losing either." she said, launching two wooden spears at him.

Elena Galadera/Batgirl

Nodding to the Flame Dawn, she leapt into the Batmobile, revving the engine and speeding off on the main road. Seeing two SUVs turning back, she muttered, "Oh no you don't." flooring the accelerator to begin her pursuit. Passing a man on a motorcycle, her Batmobile being able to run on Stormlight, she fired several Batarangs from the car, aiming for their tires.
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Postby The Silhouette of Adventure » Sun Jul 26, 2015 4:21 pm

The Starlight wrote:
The Republic of Atria wrote:"Speak of the devil, right? I was just going to ask you about those. We can work out a deal later... This guy might actually be stronger than I used to be... Which is slightly concerning. Maybe I can..." He said and tried to look into the man's mind only to have black lightning arc around his head and shock the daylights out of him. "GRAH! Son of a bitch! This guy's mind is like a flaming bear trap covered in three layers of razor wire, guarded by a battalion of hydras. I'll be right back! Hold him off!" He said and used to magic to boost his running speed as much as he could and made it to the vault. The Destroyer intimidated him a bit since the one time he fought it, he wasn't doing so well.

But it wasn't after him. Valka made it so it saw him as an ally. Which was good. It let him into the vault only for him to find pretty much nothing. "Uh oh... This isn't good..." He decided to send a telepathic message to Valka to inform her. Hey! They're not here! Someone must have nabbed them. Plan B! Who looks like the one in charge?! We find him and make him call it off!

Loki already had them and was watching as the fight took place. Though the monster Osborn had brought slightly concerned him. IT was reckless, powerful and sinister to the degree where even he was wary.


Loki! He's the only one who would want them and have the ability to get them. I really must upgrade the vaults once more. she responded telepathically, increasing the shield around Void. She gazed around, looking for their leader. Finding a man in a green metal suit surrounded by Midgardians and giving orders, she flew over there, engaging them, using her uru hand to spit forth molten uru once again. "You were foolish enough to attack Asgard, and now, you shall pay the price," she said to them, blasting the Valkaforce at them.

Tomia wrote:Floyd Martin
Martin snatched the wooden spear just as it neared his head, it even scratched the mask he wore. "Nice try, but I'm just faster." He said to her arrogantly until the giant tree came rising up from the ground, knocking him hard to the ground. Valancy then moved at a quick pace and landed a hard hit to his stomach while he was down. His armor absorbed some of the impact, but he still felt it plainly.

"Not bad, you're smart. I can see why he's stayed with you." Floyd said absently to Valnacy, quickly doing a back flip from the ground and landing on his feet. "But unfortunately for you, I don't lose." He told her, he fired an energy blast at her feet to distract her and then jumped in the air with his fist raised, hopping to land a hard blow to knock her unconcious.

The Flame Guard
Morgan returned Batgirl's nod as they continued to fight together. When he took a respite after her he responded to her thank you. "You're welcome." He told her before returning to the fight.

Once all the thugs were taken out, he listened to Batgirl's plan. "That will work. I follow behind, throw one of those smoke grenades when you're ready for me to come in. Now we should go, he probably won't stick around long when sees his house destroyed." The Flame Dawn said to her before using his remaining energy reserve to blast up out of the ceiling. He then ran across the rooftops, staying close to follow Batgirl.


Valancy
"How do you know Roy?" she demanded, stumbling due to the energy blast but quickly raising up a wooden bubble around her, feeling the man's fist connected. Once that had happened, she shattered it, sending the shards of wood flying towards him, as several more branches shot out of the tree to attack. "That's too bad," she said. "Because I don't make a habit of losing either." she said, launching two wooden spears at him.

Elena Galadera/Batgirl

Nodding to the Flame Dawn, she leapt into the Batmobile, revving the engine and speeding off on the main road. Seeing two SUVs turning back, she muttered, "Oh no you don't." flooring the accelerator to begin her pursuit. Passing a man on a motorcycle, her Batmobile being able to run on Stormlight, she fired several Batarangs from the car, aiming for their tires.

"Batgirl?!" John exclaimed, then tried to call out. "Batgirl, I'm with the GCD! Vannis is in one of these SUVs!" He kept firing at the wheels of the SUVs, albeit missing the entire SUV quite often. "Boxer, you there? I see the Batmobile, and I can confirm Vannis is in one of these SUVs. Destination unknown, but me and the Mask are hot on his tails. Should we continue the chase, even with Batgirl on him?"
"Yes." Boxer replied simply, before returning to one of the many other crises that plagued the GCD.
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Postby Tomia » Sun Jul 26, 2015 4:32 pm

Floyd Martin
Martin saw the wooden shield wrap around Valancy and his metal hand smashed into it and it shattered, a number of the pieces cutting into his armor. He was becoming frustrated, she was stronger and more resilant than he had thought, more noticeable was her intelligence in battle.

He smiled however when he landed, and she asked how he knew Roy. "So he hasn't told you? How interesting, he must be embarrassed. Children have no loyalty these days. Now enough games, time to finish this." He told her taking his double ended spear in both hands and he chopped the two spears she had thrown in half, chopping at the branches. He then detattached the two half of the spear and held them in each hand, throwing them both at Valancy with incredible speed.

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the Flame Guard followed behind the Batmobile across the roof tops, running at high speeds. He watched Batgirl chase the three vans and kept a close eye on them, determined not to lose sight of them.

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Postby The Republic of Atria » Sun Jul 26, 2015 5:46 pm

Remind me to gut him when we find him. Or better yet. Since he's probably better at magic than me, you do it. He said and noticed Osborn fighting and commanding. Alex was about to rip his armor off with his magic, bit then he got clobbered by Valka's, and crashed into the ground. Alex warped himself over there, used his magic to strip Osborn of his Iron Patriot armor only for him to fall flat on his face crying and terrified. "Seriously?! You attacked ASGARD? How stupid are you? Call this crap off right now before Valka gets over here and uses your corpse for target practice."

Norman looked at Alex deathly afraid, of what he was about to unleash upon the world. "NOW ROBERT! DON'T LET THE MONSTERS WIN! BRING IT ALL DOWN!" He shouted only to have Alex hit him in the stomach. Norman grabbed his gut and watched from the ground well away from Asgard what was happening. "It's too late..."

Sentry, who was beating the snot out of Thor, dropped him and smashed through the base of Asgard at insane speeds and brought the Golden city to a pile of rubble.
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Postby The Starlight » Sun Jul 26, 2015 6:05 pm

The Republic of Atria wrote:Remind me to gut him when we find him. Or better yet. Since he's probably better at magic than me, you do it. He said and noticed Osborn fighting and commanding. Alex was about to rip his armor off with his magic, bit then he got clobbered by Valka's, and crashed into the ground. Alex warped himself over there, used his magic to strip Osborn of his Iron Patriot armor only for him to fall flat on his face crying and terrified. "Seriously?! You attacked ASGARD? How stupid are you? Call this crap off right now before Valka gets over here and uses your corpse for target practice."

Norman looked at Alex deathly afraid, of what he was about to unleash upon the world. "NOW ROBERT! DON'T LET THE MONSTERS WIN! BRING IT ALL DOWN!" He shouted only to have Alex hit him in the stomach. Norman grabbed his gut and watched from the ground well away from Asgard what was happening. "It's too late..."

Sentry, who was beating the snot out of Thor, dropped him and smashed through the base of Asgard at insane speeds and brought the Golden city to a pile of rubble.

I'm not going to gut him. Valka grunted. I'm going to strip him of his title, the ability to speak, and then, I'll kill him. Valka stated darkly, glaring at Osborn, already planning what she would do to him. Her eyes widening as Sentry smashed into the heart of Asgard, Valka snapping her fingers and bathing every Asgardian in the Valkaforce. Some would have severe bones, but most of them would survive. Her city however did not. She had just built it, and now, it was gone. Thanks to that Midgardian. Her body and eyes glowed as she stared into Osborn's soul. "Hold him. I shall deal with him after this Robert." She called to Thor, "Mjolnir!" the Odinson understanding and tossing her his Mjolnir. She stared at the two Mjolnirs in her hands for a moment before bellowing out to the Asgardians. "Go to the fringes of the city, Asgardians! I know not how much power this will take." Seeing Sentry/Void beginning to stand up, she dropped the two Mjolnirs, lifting Gungnir. And then she hurled Gungnir at him, knowing that her aim was true. And then she was gone in a flash, arriving just after Gungnir, slamming the Mjolnirs into the sides of his head. "You destroyed my city. And for that, I will have my vengeance," Valka snarled, blasting the Valkaforce at him and then, throwing the hammers aside, fighting him with her fists only, every punch of hers making the ground tremble and shake.
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Postby The Republic of Atria » Sun Jul 26, 2015 6:17 pm

The Starlight wrote:
The Republic of Atria wrote:Remind me to gut him when we find him. Or better yet. Since he's probably better at magic than me, you do it. He said and noticed Osborn fighting and commanding. Alex was about to rip his armor off with his magic, bit then he got clobbered by Valka's, and crashed into the ground. Alex warped himself over there, used his magic to strip Osborn of his Iron Patriot armor only for him to fall flat on his face crying and terrified. "Seriously?! You attacked ASGARD? How stupid are you? Call this crap off right now before Valka gets over here and uses your corpse for target practice."

Norman looked at Alex deathly afraid, of what he was about to unleash upon the world. "NOW ROBERT! DON'T LET THE MONSTERS WIN! BRING IT ALL DOWN!" He shouted only to have Alex hit him in the stomach. Norman grabbed his gut and watched from the ground well away from Asgard what was happening. "It's too late..."

Sentry, who was beating the snot out of Thor, dropped him and smashed through the base of Asgard at insane speeds and brought the Golden city to a pile of rubble.

I'm not going to gut him. Valka grunted. I'm going to strip him of his title, the ability to speak, and then, I'll kill him. Valka stated darkly, glaring at Osborn, already planning what she would do to him. Her eyes widening as Sentry smashed into the heart of Asgard, Valka snapping her fingers and bathing every Asgardian in the Valkaforce. Some would have severe bones, but most of them would survive. Her city however did not. She had just built it, and now, it was gone. Thanks to that Midgardian. Her body and eyes glowed as she stared into Osborn's soul. "Hold him. I shall deal with him after this Robert." She called to Thor, "Mjolnir!" the Odinson understanding and tossing her his Mjolnir. She stared at the two Mjolnirs in her hands for a moment before bellowing out to the Asgardians. "Go to the fringes of the city, Asgardians! I know not how much power this will take." Seeing Sentry/Void beginning to stand up, she dropped the two Mjolnirs, lifting Gungnir. And then she hurled Gungnir at him, knowing that her aim was true. And then she was gone in a flash, arriving just after Gungnir, slamming the Mjolnirs into the sides of his head. "You destroyed my city. And for that, I will have my vengeance," Valka snarled, blasting the Valkaforce at him and then, throwing the hammers aside, fighting him with her fists only, every punch of hers making the ground tremble and shake.



That'll work too."You're in so much trouble Osborn." He said and just as Valka went after Sentry, both the Justice League and Avengers showed up. "Better late than never I suppose." He muttered as Superman landed. "Long story, but the short version is, he and Loki started a freaking war with Asgard and..." He motioned to the city. "That."

Osborn watched as Valka smashed Robert's head with both of her hammers, seemingly killing the golden man. "No... He can't die..."

"Really?" Alex asked. "Cause that looks pretty dead to me."

"That's not what I meant..." He said quietly. "He can't be stopped. He's the Angel of Death..." Osborn then went on saying "Angel of death, we're all going to die" over and over again. Alex was about to hit him again until Superman grabbed his arm, preventing him from doing so.

"What's he talking about? Who's the Angel of Death?" Superman asked the quivering Osborn. The little frightened man looked up to the Man of Steel and then to the sky with a look of pure terror.

"That." He pointed to the black and yellow sky. "Is the Angel of Death." Sentry was supposed to have been killed by Valka, but that didn't stop the Void.

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