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Post by Dead Sidekick on Sept 16, 2010 23:37:59 GMT -5
ooc: Shockwave, Vendetta, and Windchill's collective nightmare worsens....
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The angry crowds part as Shockwave's sonic blasts, Windchill's coldwave blasts, and Vendetta's shotgun blasts quickly mows them down.
Somehow in the ensuing battle, the crowds have pushed the desperate trio away from Flashdance. He calls in the distance as crowds string him on a lamppost and begin dousing him with gasoline.
Over the shoulders of the backed up mob, Elixir is seen screaming in agony as he is hoisted upon a lamppost and a device attached to him that turns him to flesh. The crowd quickly sets him on fire, and Elixir's screams fall near silent.
The screams change. The crowd parts, revealling mangled cars piled up and people screaming from within them, trapped as they burn to death.
Nightmare on his horse, drawing what looks like a gypsy funerary cart rides through the streets, calling to the trapped and burning people.
***Mutants! Mutants did this to you!***
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Post by Dead Sidekick on Sept 17, 2010 0:05:21 GMT -5
ooc: meanwhile, in the waking world...
Elixir is groggy, as if awoken from a hard sleep into a chaotic scene.
"I'm burning! I'm burning! Oh God!"
Oldschool's keen hearing hears many people calling for help and screaming from the wreckage of the massive lunchhour traffic pileup extending in a half mile diameter on every street surrounding the homeless shelter. Other people sleep soundly on the sidewalks where they collapsed. Others wake up, confused.
ooc: roughly a 60 area diameter circle of vehicular crashes, run over people, and cars through storefronts, etc... affecting roughly about a square mile of the Lower East Side.
"It's a mutant attack! Run!"
The chaotic situation worsens as panic begins to overtake the Lower East Side.
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Post by Dead Sidekick on Sept 17, 2010 0:18:58 GMT -5
Rin ties up the somnambulent assasin Deadpool, and begins disarming him of everything he can detach from the blood red and black costume - grenades, knives, swords, guns, a half-eaten pack of peanut butter and cheese crackers, and a block of Semtex wired to a little girl's Alison Blaire Dazzlin' Superstar wristwatch...
Deadpool is wearing a strange amulet, which glows red as Rin touches it.
Elixir is awoken by Jenkins, but shaking Shockwave, Windchill and Vendetta doesn't seem to stir them. They're sleeping deeply. Vendetta and Windchill's eyes dart rapidly beneath their eyelids.
Rin hears the confusion and panic outside, suddenly realizing the scope of what has just happened with his induction of sleep in a densely populated area....
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Post by Dead Sidekick on Sept 17, 2010 4:19:55 GMT -5
ooc: I haven't forgotten about you Solo. I'm going to get crackin' on statting out your party-sized order of lo mein... ![;)](//storage.proboards.com/forum/images/smiley/wink.png) It will take Chung some time scrounging up what he can on short notice. Meanwhile... As Solo continues to peruse the internet in Chung's kitchen, an RSS newsfeed flash alert scrolls across the top of the screen. Breaking news of a massive traffic pile up in one square mile of the Lower East Side with many injuries is hitting the international news. Details are sketchy except that emergency response is overwhelmed. An overhead view taken from helicopter shows cars wrecked into each other with many fires and scrambling people. Much speculation that its some sort of terror attack that knocked people unconscious, including those behind the wheel of moving cars.
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Post by TasK on Sept 17, 2010 11:56:12 GMT -5
"Sweet, Mother of Pearl," Oldschool hissed as he considered how big the problem was. This had nothing to do with the grenade the assassin had thrown. There simply was no way. This might just be city-wide.
"Reen, stay safe boy. Keep and eye on my friends but don't do anything heroic!"
Oldschool charged out in the street to start assisting where his great strength was needed. As he worked to pull people from wreckages and harm's way, he began shouting to try and deter people from panicking, trying to get them to assist, rather than flee.
"People!," he bellowed, "there's those who need our help! Mutant attack or no, we need to resist and show our courage! People will die if we do not help them, you can see it! Look at your brothers and sisters bleeding on the streets. Americans aren't cowards! Spit in the eye of danger and show your mettle! Help me!"
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Post by Vendetta on Sept 17, 2010 12:17:56 GMT -5
Vendetta cracks his neck, and then charges straight at the mob yelling "SEMPER FI" and begins a royal slugfest. For a few minutes he holds his own, but eventually he is overwhelmed by the sheer numbers of foes and he goes down under a pile of punching and kicking people.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 20, 2010 0:56:47 GMT -5
))((OOC I know man no worries, I know how tuff it is being a DM ![:)](//storage.proboards.com/forum/images/smiley/smiley.png) ))(( After Solo reads the feed he decides to check out the rest of the gang to see if they are ok. Getting a mail with Deadpool on the loose and this chaos might not be a coincidence. It might, but he better check, alot weird crap has been happening lately. Maybe some of the magic mumbo jumbo had something to do with this. Solo gears up in his suit the same nonleathal weapons, that he had on him+ his handgun and uzi hidden under a long trenchcoat, he teleports to the homeless shelter, saying bye to chung.
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Post by Dead Sidekick on Sept 20, 2010 1:06:45 GMT -5
Rin sees Vendetta writhing on the floor, as if he were struggling against unseen assailants.
Oldschool rushes out into the street and rips a pregnant woman free of her burning vehicle that is wrapped around a telephone pole. Her airbag deployed, but she's got minor scrapes and bruises from the impact. She shakes shards of shattered windshield glass out of her hair.
A small crowd of injured people staggers up from the subway entrance a few blocks away and word spreads that a wreck below has occured between trains as one train's driver and all passengers were asleep and it sped into a stopped train.
At Oldschool's prompting and rallying, bystanders begin helping free people from wrecked cars and waking up people who fainted on the sidewalks. It's a small crowd, but it grows as more people are awakened by all the noise and stagger out confused from inside nearby buildings.
"Oh my God, he's not going to stop!!!"
Oldschool sees a transit bus barrelling down the street from the homeless shelter, knocking cars out of the way and sending people scrambling for cover. Oldschool's keen vision sees the driver slumped over the steering wheel, either unconscious or deeply sleeping.
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Post by Dead Sidekick on Sept 20, 2010 1:29:25 GMT -5
ooc: Solo, I'll bring you back to Manhattan in a few... ![;)](//storage.proboards.com/forum/images/smiley/wink.png) Meanwhile, back in Brazil... Chung returns to the kitchen after going outside to greet a car that had pulled up, walking in with an Arab man who takes Solo's shopping list of weapons. He chortles a laugh as he reads the list, but Chung hands him a suitcase full of money and he stops laughing. The Arab man attempts to peer over Chung's shoulder at Solo using the computer, but Chung slaps him upside the head. "You no look at him. You look at me. You get weapons today. Bring here. Or you find trouble you no want." The Arab apologizes profusely, stammering "This is not how we usually do business with the Triads. I did not me to offend but..." Chung cuts him off. "Weapons. I know you have them. I pay you. You deliver. Here in hour or I alert Federales about Hezbollah gun running operation and you go jail. Or worse. Do not disrespect again. Go." As the Arab departs with the suitcase of money, Chung turns to Solo. "Lost good blackmail asset for deal. But Chung never lose money. Weapons will be here in one hour. Chung will get money back later." Chung smiles smugly, as if he were quietly playing sides against each other for profit, part of the confusion tactics used by Symkarian intelligence. Apparently Chung is infiltrated rather high in the Chinese Triads here in the tri-border region.
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Post by shockwave on Sept 20, 2010 9:14:52 GMT -5
Shockwave futilly struggles to make his way through the crowd towards Flashdance, suddenly wishing he hadn't expended so much power from his armor. "Flashdance...I'm coming..."
Shockwave finds his armor has gathered enough energy to lift off into the air and out of the crowds. He quickly notices that the crowds of LMDs extend down every street as far as he is able to see. Oh no! This is even worse than I thought. Where did they all come from. However, spotting Flashdance being lashed to the lamp post, he brings his attention back to the task at hand. He aims his boot thrusters to make a turn in the air, almost stalling and losing his lift with the reduced power of the armor. He struggles to line himself up towards Flashdance, and levels his guantlets towards him and his assailants. Under his breath, he says to himself, "Sorry about this buddy. This may hurt a bit, but you'll thank me later." He prepares for a full blast at the group around the light post, knowing that going for a stun would affect nobody but Flashdance. As he is about to let losse with everything he has, his armor interrupts...
[soundsource: bullet ricochet] [soundsource: bullet ricochet]
...and begins analyzing where the bullet ricocheted upon when he feels a white hot searing pain in his right hip.
From a hole blasted in Shockwave's armor, blood begins to flow, spattering the crowd of synthezoid gang members below. Shockwave is hit badly, and flies out of control losing altitude quickly, and falling into the clutches of the sea of LMD's reaching for him. He feels hands all around him grasping at him and pulling at his armor as he slips into unconciousness. He barely is awake enough to hear as his helmet computer chimes:
[Armor integrity: 89%] [Systems damaged] [Shutting down]
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Post by Elixir on Sept 20, 2010 15:47:53 GMT -5
After hearing Oldschool's rallying cry, Elixir staggers out into the street and looks for any smoke or signs of fire.
If multiple fires break out here, this is going to get a lot worse...
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Post by Dead Sidekick on Sept 20, 2010 21:44:50 GMT -5
ooc:
I need a Psyche FEAT from Shockwave, Vendetta, and Windchill.
I need an Intuition FEAT from Elixir.
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Need to know if Olschool is going to try to stop the speeding transit bus, super-strength dig-in-his heels style...
And I need to know what Rin is doing, if anything, besides guarding Flashdance.
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Post by shockwave on Sept 20, 2010 23:40:38 GMT -5
Psyche Feat:
[attack=923568655187187]
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Post by Vendetta on Sept 21, 2010 0:58:09 GMT -5
Ye olde Psyche roll:
[attack=685212668729685]
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Post by Elixir on Sept 21, 2010 9:16:29 GMT -5
One intuition FEAT coming up:
[attack=368518342667627]
Elixir.
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