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Post by Deleted on Sept 21, 2010 13:27:59 GMT -5
Solo smiles at chung, he always seemed to have it worked out,"Good job, I knew I could count on you!"
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Windchill
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Post by Windchill on Sept 21, 2010 22:01:19 GMT -5
Windchill's Psyche FEAT:
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Post by Dead Sidekick on Sept 21, 2010 22:14:22 GMT -5
Flashdance Psyche FEAT:
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Post by Dead Sidekick on Sept 22, 2010 3:07:51 GMT -5
In Nightmare's realm...
Shockwave falls down to the street and the Deltide LMDs tear at his armor, all of them alternately calling him a "mutie-lover" or a "thief."
Vendetta emerges from a a pile of people, chewing them to shreds with a fully automatic AA-12 combat shotgun that seemed to appear in his hands as he thought about it.
Windchill flies overhead, yelling "Yahoooooooooooooo!" as he pelts the crowd with gale force wind driven chunks of ice, knocking them back.
Large masses of people fly from the street, smacking into buildings and sliding down with a thud as Flashdance clears a path through them with superstrength swings of his baseball bat. He has the biggest grin on his face you've ever seen. He makes his way over to Shockwave, knocking people back with his bat. He reeks of gasoline.
"Snap out of it man! Gunshots... not real. People... not real. This place... not real. We're still in Nightmare's Dream Dimension. We've got to get out of here."
Windchill and Vendetta seem to catch on that this maddened place is some kind of illusion, and have some bit of control over what's going on.
ooc: Good level "reality" manipulation, actually....
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Back in the real world...
Elixir notices that the unconcious Shockwave is tumultuously thrashing on the floor, like he's having a seizure.
Rin continues to stand over Flashdance, glaring at anyone that comes near him.
He hears a voice in his head, the soft voice...
***Vendetta and Windchill are ready to awaken. Quickly... the barrier is weak...***
The familiar globules of light associated with Solo's teleportation begin to form inside the homeless shelter.
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Meanwhile, out in the street....
Oldschool's eyes widen as the transit bus banks off the side of a garbage truck and continues to barrel forward, heading at full speed directly at the entrance of the homeless shelter. Its unconscious driver is still slumped over the steering wheel. Panicked passengers are screaming, trying to wake him up.
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Post by TasK on Sept 23, 2010 22:29:30 GMT -5
Oldschool looks in the direction that people are pointing and cringes. It wasn't a good situation. Not that the carnage caused by hundreds of people falling asleep at the same time was any better, but a speeding, out-of-control bus just made things even more unpleasant.
Using his vision, he confirmed what he already suspected. The driver was asleep and appeared to be unwilling to wake by the efforts of his passengers. This wasn't going to be easy.
"Get everyone off the streets that you can," Oldschool said turning to the people assisting him, "incase I can't stop that thing..."
The bus looked heavy. Maybe 10 to 15 tons by the look of it. Add in all the passengers... even harder to stop. Destroying the bus would be easier than trying to stop it without killing everyone onboard.
Still, he had to try. It was heading for the shelter.
Oldschool launched himself toward the bus, trying to get beside it, so that he could match the bus' speed before getting in front and digging his heels in.
OOC: He doesn't want to slam directly into the bus (or get ran over) if he can help it.
FEAT roll to speed things up (had to work an extra shift this rotation, sorry)
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Post by Deleted on Sept 24, 2010 3:07:20 GMT -5
As Solo appears he asks Rin,"What the Hell is going on here?"
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Elixir
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Post by Elixir on Sept 24, 2010 6:45:02 GMT -5
Elixir rushes to Shockwave's side to stabilize his head so that his thrashing doesn't cause any neck injury.
This doesn't look like a response to the leg injury, it must be something in that dream realm.
"Hang in there man, try to stay calm..."
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Post by Dead Sidekick on Sept 24, 2010 19:27:33 GMT -5
ooc: restored Oldschool's Monstrous Hyper-Leaping power from his original character sheet. With leaping strides, Oldschool can "sprint" at -4CS / Excellent land speed... (fun for Charging attacks too...)
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Oldschool charges at the oncoming bus, with leaping strides that cover a lot of ground quickly.
As Oldschool comes alongside the bus, he grabs its side and plants his feet.
SCREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEECH!
There is the smell of burning rubber as Oldschool's shoes disintegrate as they rip across the pavement, slowing the bus down. An observant passenger pulls the bus driver from his seat and scrambles behind the wheel to apply the brakes. He slams the buses transmission into park. There is a cry and snap of gear teeth as the transmission locks up, further slowing the vehicle.
Oldschool feels a tickling sensation as his bare feet grind away the pavement, and the bus comes to a stop inches away from the homeless shelter's front entrance. Oldschool is standing in a small divot, and looking back he sees his efforts to stop the bus plowed and tilled up the concrete and pavement where his feet planted to brake the bus' momentum in a small groove stretching back 300 feet.
The occupants of the bus, minorly injured with bumps and scrapes, are mostly scared, but they cheer Oldschool.
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Post by Dead Sidekick on Oct 6, 2010 23:42:34 GMT -5
**Dreambridger... Tremendous fear I have sown through your powers this day. I leave you with the nightmare of consequences...**
The dark, harsh voice in Rin's head seemed satisfied, and departed. Rin felt a sense of abandonment at first, followed by the sensation that a deep psychic burden had been lifted. An annoyance had gone away. But then...
**How long has he been tormenting you? Never mind that. Don't have much time. Just think of me as Cassandra the Friendly Ghost. Tell everyone that Jacobs is...**
"SILENCE, WENCH!"
The new voice shouted down the soft voice, it was cruel. Evil. It fades away into sadistic laughter.
Then silence, except for the confusion outside, as a transit bus screeches to a halt mere inches from the front of the homeless shelter.
The screeching rumble jolts Windchill and Vendetta awake. Shockwave's convulsions stop as Elixir steadies him, and he wakes up as if bolting up from a Nightmare.
Rin stands over Flashdance. The redneck teleporter is still sleeping heavily.
Solo materializes in the middle of the shelter's dining area as the other heroes wake up.
Deadpool wakes up, writhing against the binds Rin tied him up with. He says "Dammit I was about to go three way with Leia and Jabba and you woke me up with that yelling. I... hey! Who tied me up? Who am I kidding, I can read. You!" Deadpool looks at Rin. "Don't think that you can do this to me and get away with it. I'm gonna so earn my role-playing bonus on your ass. Where'd I put those dice? Waitaminute. Solo?! Oh, now I'm mad. Hey! These are my kills! Go get yer own! Hammerhead's hiring!"
The front entrance of the homeless shelter is blocked by the front of a transit bus.
Outside, a flaming man flies over Oldschool's head, the Human Torch of the Fantastic Four. He calls down to Oldschool "Good work!" as he flies away towards more carnage and wrecked cars blocks away.
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Post by Vendetta on Oct 7, 2010 12:08:26 GMT -5
Vendetta gets up and picks up his guns. "I say we eliminate this hostile right now. We already know Hammerhead sent him, so we dont need him, and we would probably be doing the world a favor."
He places both his pistils against deadpool's forehead, looking around at the others.
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Reen
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Post by Reen on Oct 7, 2010 20:07:30 GMT -5
Another...voice. Another dark one at that. Though this one didn't talk much, it sounded like he wanted to silence the nice one. Maybe he is a replacement? Then he wouldn't have to be convinced that he couldn't have fun anymore....
His adrenaline slowly faded away as he stood over Flashdance, who continued to sleep. Though, since he satisfied the fun voice, there was no need to guard him anymore. And then there was the matter of the man he tied up. He was being loud again, and now wasn't the time for him to be bothersome. And the man with the guns was already threatening his life, and that was also a no-no.
When Solo appeared and asked what was going on, Rin simply looked at him with a cold, blank stare.
Rin then slowly walked away from Flashdance's body and proceeded over to Deadpool, looking at him for but a moment before looking for another piece of clothing to gag him with. He wanted to wrap it around through his mouth and tie it behind his forehead.As he looks for something to tie the gag with, he looks to Vendetta and quietly whispers, almost incoherent from the chaos outside.
"Interrogate..." and he looks to Deathpool then back to Vendetta. He then continues to look for a gag to gag Deadpool with.
"Maybe the new voice that was Jacobs that the nice voice mentioned, though, how would he get in Rin's head? And would he try to convince him to do things like the other two voices do?"
The thought of three voices at once sickened Rin, but he continued to ponder on other things.
"The voice has never shown itself until now, so then something entered the area that made it come. Or, it was already here..."
Now Rin was interested in the someone or something that manifested the new voice. After gagging Deadpool, he would sit in front of Deadpool cross-legged and stare at him blankly with his head tilted to the left. He waited quietly so he could remember some of the things in the Homeless Shelter that might be the cause of the new voice, as well as Deadpool and his equipment. Rin could easily tell that the homeless shelter did not do this, as he's been there for long enough to know that Jacobs didn't talk to him then.
"So, it is the guy in red or something he posseses..."
Rin glances at the amulet around Deadpools neck, as that was the only non-weapon he possesed other than his clothes. From what Rin could see at least.
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Post by Dead Sidekick on Oct 7, 2010 22:20:48 GMT -5
Deadpool cocks his head up at Vendetta. and it is almost as if the white eyes of his mask squint at him.
Deadpool says, "You're not really still mad about that grenade thing, are you? This whole thing has been a big mistake. All gone wrong. I was supposed to come in here, kill all of you, and walk away. If you'll untie me, I'll get up, walk out of here, turn around and come back. You all pretend to be surprised, and then I'll kill you. Deal?"
Deadpool nods his head, nudging Vendetta's pistols as if daring him to fire.
Rin finds nothing to gag Deadpool with, and sits, staring at him.
Deadpool looks over at Rin. "What are you looking at, Sybil?"
Flashdance continues to doze, snoring loudly. Jenkins shakes him, and even slaps him, but he does not wake up.
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Outside, Oldschool steps away from the bus he stopped, enough to notice that it has run over Vendetta's high-tech bike, damaging it severely. At least the bus was stopped before it plowed through the homeless shelter. But now it blocks the entrance to the homeless shelter, and there's still plenty of people in need of help out here.
Several unidentified beings in colorful costumes - superheroes - fly across the sky overhead. Oldschool though he saw Thor streak across the Manhattan skyline.
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Post by Vendetta on Oct 8, 2010 15:33:54 GMT -5
/ooc I'll hold off on posting till more people have had a chance to reply to my previous post ![:)](//storage.proboards.com/forum/images/smiley/smiley.png) ooc/
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Post by TasK on Oct 9, 2010 14:16:07 GMT -5
As Oldschool assisted people off of the bus, his eyes flashed from one scene of carnage to the next. The bus would have to be moved away from the entrance to the Shelter and off of Vendetta's bike. He'd have to find a new pair of shoes...
He wondered if he was just being selfish. Even with the real heroes of NYC showing up, his help would still be needed and he was sure no one would complain about being rescued by a shoeless, homeless man.
Taking care not to add to the carnage, Oldschool pushed the bus gently back from the doors to the shelter and off of Venedetta's bike. He cringed when he seen the damage the bus had done.
Perhaps if he had moved faster, he would have stopped it in time.
Oldschool decided to check in on his friends before heading out to help the other heroes. He came in just as Vendetta was offering his services to deal with the assassin.
Oldschool didn't like how the assassin was seeming to mock his young friend, Reen.
"He's looking at a dead man, Assassin. Vendetta, with the guns here, isn't really known for his nurturing ways. He's more of a shoot first, size you out for a bodybag, later, kind of guy. Now me, I'm a regular boyscout... I don't want you sporting extra holes, but we need you to play nice. Give me a reason to defend you, Solo and Vendetta would kill you in a heart beat and you know this... Give me information about your mission here... who sent you, how are you being paid, what were the mission objectives, and how were you supposed to contact your employer to report the deed done? Information might save your life, assassin... and quit mocking the boy or I'll slap you right into next week..."
Oldschool wondered why the boy was so close to such a dangerous man. These were things a youngster should stay well away from. Even with superpowers, it was dangeroes. A young man with no powers or skills had no business risking his life so.
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Post by Dead Sidekick on Oct 10, 2010 3:21:54 GMT -5
Deadpool looks at Oldschool.
"Slap me into next week? Next week's not going to be good for me. I'm booked to kill people all next week. How about slapping me into the week after that? I've got some free time, and I'll be right here killing everyone with two eyes. You may want to have them poke one eye out before I get back."
Either the assassin was insane or coveted an ass-whoopin.'
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