Academy of Villains: Now With 200% More Multiverse [IC]

[Free Empire of the Low Isles]

"Don't avoid all my threats now", remarked Coilin at his move, responding by challenging his pawn with another. " And that specific base would have to deal with police and such, no? Even small time people are of SOME use, even if as bait. "

"Hmm... Well, if I didn't, I would lose now would we? I remember the last time I took that advice..." Coilin said, smiling. He moved a carefully place knight to take the pawn. "And I guess... though I guess we'll see when we get there. Now, what was this about a bet?"

[Charlia]

"Go ahead and try, Ублюдок," Raven spat. "These blades can cut through titanium, you think they can't cut through a rocket? I know what you've been doing here, and I'm going to make you pay for it."

She drew her blades faster than most people would be able to blink, and grinned at him in a predatory manner.

"This шлюха can fight back."

Saira poked her shoulder. "I don't think you know how rockets work... Just... don't cut it through the middle. It'll explode." she said quietly, and then leaped to the side.

Here came the rocket.

"I was trying for a bluff," she hissed. "Clearly it failed."

Time to take some serious damage. Or...

She pulled something small from her belt and stared at it, thinking, Here goes nothing, before slamming it against the wall and pulling Saira through the hole it left. I never thought I'd be doing this, but thank you, Wrench.

[Free Empire of the Low Isles]

Saira poked her shoulder. "I don't think you know how rockets work... Just... don't cut it through the middle. It'll explode." she said quietly, and then leaped to the side.

Here came the rocket.

"I was trying for a bluff," she hissed. "Clearly it failed."

Time to take some serious damage. Or...

She pulled something small from her belt and stared at it, thinking, Here goes nothing, before slamming it against the wall and pulling Saira through the hole it left. I never thought I'd be doing this, but thank you, Wrench.

As Raven grabbed the back of Saira's shirt and pulled her the opposite direction through the wall, Saira had an interesting moment. She watched as the rocket glided past her, right in front of her head, past her eyes. And then she was gone, as well as the rocket.

Mattie had been following Raven and Saira, hoping to get a part of the bloodshed, his huge body easily keeping up, even with one arm not helping him, it being engaged in holding the massive rifle on his shoulder.

He simply sighed when the guard threatened them, and didn't speak. His expression not changing, he simply shot him.

The bullet collided with the incoming rocket, exploding and causing more damage to the generators and power plant. It also blew everyone that was on their feet off of them, including Abrir.

[Charlia]

"I was trying for a bluff," she hissed. "Clearly it failed."

Time to take some serious damage. Or...

She pulled something small from her belt and stared at it, thinking, Here goes nothing, before slamming it against the wall and pulling Saira through the hole it left. I never thought I'd be doing this, but thank you, Wrench.

As Raven grabbed the back of Saira's shirt and pulled her the opposite direction through the wall, Saira had an interesting moment. She watched as the rocket glided past her, right in front of her head, past her eyes. And then she was gone, as well as the rocket.

Mattie had been following Raven and Saira, hoping to get a part of the bloodshed, his huge body easily keeping up, even with one arm not helping him, it being engaged in holding the massive rifle on his shoulder.

He simply sighed when the guard threatened them, and didn't speak. His expression not changing, he simply shot him.

The bullet collided with the incoming rocket, exploding and causing more damage to the generators and power plant. It also blew everyone that was on their feet off of them, including Abrir.

I guess that works too.

Still prefer the girls over any gun the world has to offer me.

She shrugged, and just enjoyed the moment.

"So, Saira," she said quickly, coughing, "since he's down, shall we?"

[CoraSpia]

It was far too easy for a shapeshifter to survive such a blast. A moment after he'd fired, wings sprouted from his back, ready to ensure he'd rise up fastest when he was inevitably knocked over...and he did.

He walked over to the guard, and stood on his stomach: and having a 7 foot tall mound of muscles standing on you was generally regarded by most as painful indeed.

[Galnius]

"Hmm... Well, if I didn't, I would lose now would we? I remember the last time I took that advice..." Coilin said, smiling. He moved a carefully place knight to take the pawn. "And I guess... though I guess we'll see when we get there. Now, what was this about a bet?"

" Oh, yes, that." Said Sal offhandedly, moving a bishop to take the knight. "It's quite simple really, dealing with the upcoming elections for prime minister. One of my people had the rear of one of the candidates, naturally. However, he seems to have his own decisions, so I've decided to rid myself of him and have him replaced. The question is... I sent out three men, you know them well. The woman assassin Benedicta, who I already know has worked with us BOTH. The arsonist Gregory Hamesh. And finally, one of your couriers interestingly enough picked up the job. So.... Who do you think will win?"

[Free Empire of the Low Isles]

As Raven grabbed the back of Saira's shirt and pulled her the opposite direction through the wall, Saira had an interesting moment. She watched as the rocket glided past her, right in front of her head, past her eyes. And then she was gone, as well as the rocket.



The bullet collided with the incoming rocket, exploding and causing more damage to the generators and power plant. It also blew everyone that was on their feet off of them, including Abrir.

I guess that works too.

Still prefer the girls over any gun the world has to offer me.

She shrugged, and just enjoyed the moment.

"So, Saira," she said quickly, coughing, "since he's down, shall we?"

"Shall we what?" Saira asked, blushing a little as her mind went somewhere she didn't want it to.

It was far too easy for a shapeshifter to survive such a blast. A moment after he'd fired, wings sprouted from his back, ready to ensure he'd rise up fastest when he was inevitably knocked over...and he did.

He walked over to the guard, and stood on his stomach: and having a 7 foot tall mound of muscles standing on you was generally regarded by most as painful indeed.

The stomach was surprisingly harder than the usual stomach. And then the seven foot tall mound of muscle was thrown off the guard as he threw him off, grunting as he leapt up himself. Abrir's muscles bulged, along with his neck, and he growled. "What? Did you think they'd give a normal henchman the lead on this project?" he asked, cracking his knuckles.

[Free Empire of the Low Isles]

"Hmm... Well, if I didn't, I would lose now would we? I remember the last time I took that advice..." Coilin said, smiling. He moved a carefully place knight to take the pawn. "And I guess... though I guess we'll see when we get there. Now, what was this about a bet?"

" Oh, yes, that." Said Sal offhandedly, moving a bishop to take the knight. "It's quite simple really, dealing with the upcoming elections for prime minister. One of my people had the rear of one of the candidates, naturally. However, he seems to have his own decisions, so I've decided to rid myself of him and have him replaced. The question is... I sent out three men, you know them well. The woman assassin Benedicta, who I already know has worked with us BOTH. The arsonist Gregory Hamesh. And finally, one of your couriers interestingly enough picked up the job. So.... Who do you think will win?"

"Depends... Which courier? Is it one of the MacHaires?" Coilin asked nonchalantly, moving another piece in response.

[Charlia]

I guess that works too.

Still prefer the girls over any gun the world has to offer me.

She shrugged, and just enjoyed the moment.

"So, Saira," she said quickly, coughing, "since he's down, shall we?"

"Shall we what?" Saira asked, blushing a little as her mind went somewhere she didn't want it to.

It was far too easy for a shapeshifter to survive such a blast. A moment after he'd fired, wings sprouted from his back, ready to ensure he'd rise up fastest when he was inevitably knocked over...and he did.

He walked over to the guard, and stood on his stomach: and having a 7 foot tall mound of muscles standing on you was generally regarded by most as painful indeed.

The stomach was surprisingly harder than the usual stomach. And then the seven foot tall mound of muscle was thrown off the guard as he threw him off, grunting as he leapt up himself. Abrir's muscles bulged, along with his neck, and he growled. "What? Did you think they'd give a normal henchman the lead on this project?" he asked, cracking his knuckles.

"...Kill him, of course. Slowly and painfully."

Raven grinned, and set her blades to the sharpest setting possible. At this setting they had been able to cut through a solid titanium ball one foot in diameter.

She was quite ready for some fun.

First, the tendons at the heel, to disable him. Then we get down to the good stuff...

[Galnius]

" Oh, yes, that." Said Sal offhandedly, moving a bishop to take the knight. "It's quite simple really, dealing with the upcoming elections for prime minister. One of my people had the rear of one of the candidates, naturally. However, he seems to have his own decisions, so I've decided to rid myself of him and have him replaced. The question is... I sent out three men, you know them well. The woman assassin Benedicta, who I already know has worked with us BOTH. The arsonist Gregory Hamesh. And finally, one of your couriers interestingly enough picked up the job. So.... Who do you think will win?"

"Depends... Which courier? Is it one of the MacHaires?" Coilin asked nonchalantly, moving another piece in response.

"But of course". Moving he knight one spot from check, his finger lingered for a moment. " Nah, I'll keep the move. More fun this way. "

[Archembalt]

As Raven grabbed the back of Saira's shirt and pulled her the opposite direction through the wall, Saira had an interesting moment. She watched as the rocket glided past her, right in front of her head, past her eyes. And then she was gone, as well as the rocket.



The bullet collided with the incoming rocket, exploding and causing more damage to the generators and power plant. It also blew everyone that was on their feet off of them, including Abrir.

I guess that works too.

Still prefer the girls over any gun the world has to offer me.

She shrugged, and just enjoyed the moment.

"So, Saira," she said quickly, coughing, "since he's down, shall we?"

Orson was knocked off of his feet with ease, hardly quick enough to tell Mattias that firing his rifle would be a bad idea. "AGH!"

Shrapnel from the explosion had rebounded all across the hallway, the spread and velocity of the heated shards of metal more than likely causing major damage to anyone who managed to be struck by one. Unfortunately, Orson was one of these unlucky fellows. He rose his forearms up to cover his face from the light and debris of the blast, but, nonetheless, the protection was useless -- He should have used his powers to avoid the attack, but everything had simply moved too quickly. A morsel of metal skittered upon the floor for only a brief moment before bouncing off, its path of flight directed at Orson's abdomen. It pierced the flesh with little to no effort, embedding itself in a pocket nearby his stomach.

"AAAH! FUCK!"

Multiple pieces had also landed in his forearms, and the pain had proved to be overwhelming to his senses. On the floor, he was now panting profusely. His gaze was solely on the wall to his side, a deepened scowl drawing itself across his visage.

Slow moving streams of blood made their way down the newly made wounds and onto the floor.

"Aaaaugh . . . " He groaned.

[CoraSpia]

Mattie recovered quickly, using the jolt as suitable jump to get his wings beating as he rose into the air.
He smiled, hoping to get this over quickly as he lifted up a fallen brick that the rocket had left in its wake, which he through with extreme force towards the mans face. Even as he did this, he aimed at his legs and lower body, firing a few quick rounds from his gun.

[Free Empire of the Low Isles]

"Shall we what?" Saira asked, blushing a little as her mind went somewhere she didn't want it to.



The stomach was surprisingly harder than the usual stomach. And then the seven foot tall mound of muscle was thrown off the guard as he threw him off, grunting as he leapt up himself. Abrir's muscles bulged, along with his neck, and he growled. "What? Did you think they'd give a normal henchman the lead on this project?" he asked, cracking his knuckles.

"...Kill him, of course. Slowly and painfully."

Raven grinned, and set her blades to the sharpest setting possible. At this setting they had been able to cut through a solid titanium ball one foot in diameter.

She was quite ready for some fun.

First, the tendons at the heel, to disable him. Then we get down to the good stuff...

Saira nodded, and then looked worried.

I guess that works too.

Still prefer the girls over any gun the world has to offer me.

She shrugged, and just enjoyed the moment.

"So, Saira," she said quickly, coughing, "since he's down, shall we?"

Orson was knocked off of his feet with ease, hardly quick enough to tell Mattias that firing his rifle would be a bad idea. "AGH!"

Shrapnel from the explosion had rebounded all across the hallway, the spread and velocity of the heated shards of metal more than likely causing major damage to anyone who managed to be struck by one. Unfortunately, Orson was one of these unlucky fellows. He rose his forearms up to cover his face from the light and debris of the blast, but, nonetheless, the protection was useless -- He should have used his powers to avoid the attack, but everything had simply moved too quickly. A morsel of metal skittered upon the floor for only a brief moment before bouncing off, its path of flight directed at Orson's abdomen. It pierced the flesh with little to no effort, embedding itself in a pocket nearby his stomach.

"AAAH! FUCK!"

Multiple pieces had also landed in his forearms, and the pain had proved to be overwhelming to his senses. On the floor, he was now panting profusely. His gaze was solely on the wall to his side, a deepened scowl drawing itself across his visage.

Slow moving streams of blood made their way down the newly made wounds and onto the floor.

"Aaaaugh . . . " He groaned.

"What about him, he needs help." Saira said to Raven.

[Bycrest]

"Shall we what?" Saira asked, blushing a little as her mind went somewhere she didn't want it to.



The stomach was surprisingly harder than the usual stomach. And then the seven foot tall mound of muscle was thrown off the guard as he threw him off, grunting as he leapt up himself. Abrir's muscles bulged, along with his neck, and he growled. "What? Did you think they'd give a normal henchman the lead on this project?" he asked, cracking his knuckles.

"...Kill him, of course. Slowly and painfully."

Raven grinned, and set her blades to the sharpest setting possible. At this setting they had been able to cut through a solid titanium ball one foot in diameter.

She was quite ready for some fun.

First, the tendons at the heel, to disable him. Then we get down to the good stuff...

"NO! That man dies now!" Zayne yelled as he lower his shadow shield that came up automatically when it sensed danger. He was very visibly pissed that he almost got blown up by some idiot with a rocket launcher.

"He almost blew me up! I'm killing him."

He shadow moved forwards, it's hands forming blades and getting ready to slice Abrir's head off.

[Free Empire of the Low Isles]

"Depends... Which courier? Is it one of the MacHaires?" Coilin asked nonchalantly, moving another piece in response.

"But of course". Moving he knight one spot from check, his finger lingered for a moment. " Nah, I'll keep the move. More fun this way. "

"Hmm.. Benedicta, eh? Is it Seamus MacHaire? I think he's the only one that we have that could match her. The arsonist's fecked though." Coilin said, taking a prolonged look at the board. "Hmm... you're going for that strategy, eh? I'll go with it. Let you win this time."

He moved another piece to take advantage of Sal's 'mistake'.

[Free Empire of the Low Isles]

Mattie recovered quickly, using the jolt as suitable jump to get his wings beating as he rose into the air.
He smiled, hoping to get this over quickly as he lifted up a fallen brick that the rocket had left in its wake, which he through with extreme force towards the mans face. Even as he did this, he aimed at his legs and lower body, firing a few quick rounds from his gun.

Abrir rolled out of the way, and then sprinted for cover, making minute changes in his course to dodge the bullets. He was a veritable super soldier, able to dodge bullets and run that fast. He made it behind a wall, and looked around. He picked up an AK from one of his fallen comrades.

"Salaam, brother..." Abrir said to the dead man, and then waited patiently for his enemies.

[Galnius]

"But of course". Moving he knight one spot from check, his finger lingered for a moment. " Nah, I'll keep the move. More fun this way. "

"Hmm.. Benedicta, eh? Is it Seamus MacHaire? I think he's the only one that we have that could match her. The arsonist's fecked though." Coilin said, taking a prolonged look at the board. "Hmm... you're going for that strategy, eh? I'll go with it. Let you win this time."

He moved another piece to take advantage of Sal's 'mistake'.

"What strategy? I never have one. And honestly... I'm being on Benedicta to kill the arsonist, but for the arsonist to kill him in the end. Personally..." Salazar moved a bishop to a protected side for check. "...I don't even think Seamus makes it there in time."

[Charlia]

"...Kill him, of course. Slowly and painfully."

Raven grinned, and set her blades to the sharpest setting possible. At this setting they had been able to cut through a solid titanium ball one foot in diameter.

She was quite ready for some fun.

First, the tendons at the heel, to disable him. Then we get down to the good stuff...

Saira nodded, and then looked worried.

Orson was knocked off of his feet with ease, hardly quick enough to tell Mattias that firing his rifle would be a bad idea. "AGH!"

Shrapnel from the explosion had rebounded all across the hallway, the spread and velocity of the heated shards of metal more than likely causing major damage to anyone who managed to be struck by one. Unfortunately, Orson was one of these unlucky fellows. He rose his forearms up to cover his face from the light and debris of the blast, but, nonetheless, the protection was useless -- He should have used his powers to avoid the attack, but everything had simply moved too quickly. A morsel of metal skittered upon the floor for only a brief moment before bouncing off, its path of flight directed at Orson's abdomen. It pierced the flesh with little to no effort, embedding itself in a pocket nearby his stomach.

"AAAH! FUCK!"

Multiple pieces had also landed in his forearms, and the pain had proved to be overwhelming to his senses. On the floor, he was now panting profusely. His gaze was solely on the wall to his side, a deepened scowl drawing itself across his visage.

Slow moving streams of blood made their way down the newly made wounds and onto the floor.

"Aaaaugh . . . " He groaned.

"What about him, he needs help." Saira said to Raven.

Raven didn't even seem to hear. She was staring at Abrir with a look of cold, insane fury in her eyes, something in her posture becoming almost like an animal.

"...Kill him, of course. Slowly and painfully."

Raven grinned, and set her blades to the sharpest setting possible. At this setting they had been able to cut through a solid titanium ball one foot in diameter.

She was quite ready for some fun.

First, the tendons at the heel, to disable him. Then we get down to the good stuff...

"NO! That man dies now!" Zayne yelled as he lower his shadow shield that came up automatically when it sensed danger.

"He almost blew me up! I'm killing him."

He shadow moved forwards, it's hands forming blades and getting ready to slice Abrir's head off.

Raven tossed a star in his direction, one of the unpoisoned ones.

In this state, no one got between her and her kill.

Mattie recovered quickly, using the jolt as suitable jump to get his wings beating as he rose into the air.
He smiled, hoping to get this over quickly as he lifted up a fallen brick that the rocket had left in its wake, which he through with extreme force towards the mans face. Even as he did this, he aimed at his legs and lower body, firing a few quick rounds from his gun.

Abrir rolled out of the way, and then sprinted for cover, making minute changes in his course to dodge the bullets. He was a veritable super soldier, able to dodge bullets and run that fast. He made it behind a wall, and looked around. He picked up an AK from one of his fallen comrades.

"Salaam, brother..." Abrir said to the dead man, and then waited patiently for his enemies.

"Come and face me," she hissed, and then started moving with the lightning-fast speed she was trained to use.

One super soldier against one master assassin. One radical versus one psychopath.

Two opponents, each with a vendetta blazing in their souls that had consumed them utterly.

Except for one of them, it was personal.

[Free Empire of the Low Isles]

"Hmm.. Benedicta, eh? Is it Seamus MacHaire? I think he's the only one that we have that could match her. The arsonist's fecked though." Coilin said, taking a prolonged look at the board. "Hmm... you're going for that strategy, eh? I'll go with it. Let you win this time."

He moved another piece to take advantage of Sal's 'mistake'.

"What strategy? I never have one. And honestly... I'm being on Benedicta to kill the arsonist, but for the arsonist to kill him in the end. Personally..." Salazar moved a bishop to a protected side for check. "...I don't even think Seamus makes it there in time."

"Hah! Seamus will be there three days before he needs to be. He needs to set up his roost, after all. A sniper needs his time and preparation. Like a fine wine..." Coilin said, moving a rook to protect his own.

[Free Empire of the Low Isles]

Saira nodded, and then looked worried.



"What about him, he needs help." Saira said to Raven.

Raven didn't even seem to hear. She was staring at Abrir with a look of cold, insane fury in her eyes, something in her posture becoming almost like an animal.

"NO! That man dies now!" Zayne yelled as he lower his shadow shield that came up automatically when it sensed danger.

"He almost blew me up! I'm killing him."

He shadow moved forwards, it's hands forming blades and getting ready to slice Abrir's head off.

Raven tossed a star in his direction, one of the unpoisoned ones.

In this state, no one got between her and her kill.

Abrir rolled out of the way, and then sprinted for cover, making minute changes in his course to dodge the bullets. He was a veritable super soldier, able to dodge bullets and run that fast. He made it behind a wall, and looked around. He picked up an AK from one of his fallen comrades.

"Salaam, brother..." Abrir said to the dead man, and then waited patiently for his enemies.

"Come and face me," she hissed, and then started moving with the lightning-fast speed she was trained to use.

One super soldier against one master assassin. One radical versus one psychopath.

Two opponents, each with a vendetta blazing in their souls that had consumed them utterly.

Except for one of them, it was personal.

Abrir popped out for a few seconds, firing his gun at the girl, before moving to a new position.

[Charlia]

Raven didn't even seem to hear. She was staring at Abrir with a look of cold, insane fury in her eyes, something in her posture becoming almost like an animal. Raven tossed a star in his direction, one of the unpoisoned ones.

In this state, no one got between her and her kill."Come and face me," she hissed, and then started moving with the lightning-fast speed she was trained to use.

One super soldier against one master assassin. One radical versus one psychopath.

Two opponents, each with a vendetta blazing in their souls that had consumed them utterly.

Except for one of them, it was personal.

Abrir popped out for a few seconds, firing his gun at the girl, before moving to a new position.

"Oh, that won't help you," she said with a laugh, slicing several of the bullets in half and ducking under most of the rest. Except for one unfortunate bullet that caught her in the shoulder. She wasn't happy about that.

She kept closing in on him, waiting for the opportune moment to strike him down.

[Bycrest]

Saira nodded, and then looked worried.



"What about him, he needs help." Saira said to Raven.

Raven didn't even seem to hear. She was staring at Abrir with a look of cold, insane fury in her eyes, something in her posture becoming almost like an animal.

"NO! That man dies now!" Zayne yelled as he lower his shadow shield that came up automatically when it sensed danger.

"He almost blew me up! I'm killing him."

He shadow moved forwards, it's hands forming blades and getting ready to slice Abrir's head off.

Raven tossed a star in his direction, one of the unpoisoned ones.

In this state, no one got between her and her kill.

Abrir rolled out of the way, and then sprinted for cover, making minute changes in his course to dodge the bullets. He was a veritable super soldier, able to dodge bullets and run that fast. He made it behind a wall, and looked around. He picked up an AK from one of his fallen comrades.

"Salaam, brother..." Abrir said to the dead man, and then waited patiently for his enemies.

"Come and face me," she hissed, and then started moving with the lightning-fast speed she was trained to use.

One super soldier against one master assassin. One radical versus one psychopath.

Two opponents, each with a vendetta blazing in their souls that had consumed them utterly.

Except for one of them, it was personal.

Zayne easily deflected the star with an energy blast. His shadow moved in front of her to stop her from moving forward.

"Get out of my way or I'm killing you too!"

He then sent a energy blast towards the wall he saw Abrir move behind, definitely powerful enough to blow a hole through it and him if Abrir didn't move and if he did move, he would be equally dead because Zayne's shadow would chase after him,

[CoraSpia]

Mattie moved overhead, attempting to position himself to make Raven a human shield as he tried to angle behind Abrir. He would not meet his match in some backwater; he assured himself of this. Abrir would have to die, and Mattie would enjoy it.

[Free Empire of the Low Isles]

Abrir popped out for a few seconds, firing his gun at the girl, before moving to a new position.

"Oh, that won't help you," she said with a laugh, slicing several of the bullets in half and ducking under most of the rest. Except for one unfortunate bullet that caught her in the shoulder. She wasn't happy about that.

She kept closing in on him, waiting for the opportune moment to strike him down.

Abrir ran down a long hallway, peppering shots behind him, eventually reaching the end and turning a corner for protection. He kept firing shots down the hallway, knowing she was coming.

[Archembalt]

Orson kept himself awake for as long as he could in his state. He scrambled up to his feet, placing his back and elbows to the wall for support. Blood still stained his gray polo shirt, and the wounds were still rather painful. Desperate, he contemplated ripping them out using his telekinetic powers. However, he still retained some strength, it would seem, and so he decided against the notion.

He now honed his sights on Saira, squinting his eyes. A voice, weary and weakened, would appear in her head, unless she somehow had a strong mental blockade.

"Leave them be. They'll handle whatever needs to be done. Can you help me? Please? I need assistance."

Orson hoped that the message would be received by her, closing his eyes as the pain continued to gradually register.