The Ultimate Battle (Open RP)
(OOC: I think we should put this on hold until then, we have few enough people as it is without leaving others way behind. Either way, it seems as though the thread has petered out, if the number of posts over the last few days is any indication. I'm still waiting to see if Knuckles managed to take out the tiny alien dude or not.)
[B]The Once and Future Official Minister of Awesome[/B]
[I]And don't you forget it.[/I]
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It'd be too bad if ti did; it's kinda neet, if campy, concept. plus I rarely get an excuse to play this charcter, since there's no way for her to exist in-game (Stuped Devs, stupid lack of lightning blast for corrupters).
((Sorry for the wait guys, I'm trying to keep this going, but since one of our rank is leaving for a little while I'm putting this on hiatus. It is not over though.))
(OOC: Well, when Ferd gets back, I still need you to decide whether Knuckles beats the tiny alien man or not. It would be nice to end the fight for a little bit, so that all the people might be properly introduced.)
[B]The Once and Future Official Minister of Awesome[/B]
[I]And don't you forget it.[/I]
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((Sorry, guys, I got sick Tuesday and have been either asleep or lurching like a zombie until this morning ^_^; waiting for our out-of-towner is fine, and sorry I haven't been able to try and move things along...))
((I'm back))
((OOC: I haven't checked out the forums for a while, but for those of you who don't know, I'll be bringing in my Psionic Empath to the fray, and it seems not a lot of people are in ))
May was finishing up her reports in the PPD Crisis Counselling Department when she felt the major disturbance. An overwhelming feeling of foreboding crept through her, this was a feeling she had felt but once before, and she shuddered at the very thought of it. Not since the very day before the Rikti invasion had she felt such fear. She dashed from her desk to the Station Master's office, "I've gotta take a personal day Manny, and I'd recommend putting some people on alert, we're in for some fun today." Manfred Baum was the only one who knew of May's "hobby" just nodded and reached for the phone.
May ran from the building and, concentrating on the location she had pinpointed as a flashpoint of pain and rage that was uncommon even for the likes of Siren's Call, moved herself with the sudden boost of helping those in need, appeared above a scene which chaotic would be an understatement. With some of those she recognised and some from undoubtedly criminal circles, and even a Mu! "So it's not just me," thought May (now clad in her familiar pink costume and readily identifiable as the Forgiving Maiden) quickly dove for the fray and, upon seeing ColdFire facing an onslaught of two of these mysterious energy creatures, uttered words of encouragement that visibly bolstered his spirits to such extent that he immediately rose to his feet to face the two beings with renewed vigour. Maiden then turned to the unlikely group of saviours and rounded out the quick pep talk she knew she had the ability for, and admired the immediate effect it had on the assembled team.
((OOC just a bit of background, in order to make the Natural Empath path work for me, I put it so that the heals and buffs are that of the character having an uncanny ability to shape the minds and boost the spirits of those around her, and the Psionic side being her talking down/pleading with her assailants))
High above the action Dr StrangeBlood looked on. Floating amongst the clouds he pondered his need to help. Anyother day these people, these heroes, would be his enemies and there wouldnt have been the slighest hesitation to have ended thier lives, but this was different. Dr StrangeBlood had walked these streets for over 100years and in all that time he had failed to succeed. Failed to evolve humankind to the next evolutionary level...He was always thwarted.
"Am i destined to fail? " he asked himself.
Dr StrangeBlood slowly decended. Watching the odds of the battle below stack against the Heroes he couldnt help ponder...
"If I am destined to fail, are these things destined to succeed?"
Marshall Stack was jolted out of long overdue sleep by the sound and feeling of something big hitting the apartment building he lived in. Still wearing his Night Walkers uniform from the night before, he slid his beat-up motorcycle boots on and shrugged into his leather jacket. After putting on his visor and making sure his pack was stocked with all the explosives he was likely to need. He set out the door to find out exactly what the hell was going on.
He had just opened the lobby door when a bolt of white energy narrowly missed him. Marshall cursed at himself for forgetting to turn his cloaking device on and then let loose a scream that would drown out a 747 ten feet away at full power, blasting a large whitish energy being through the front of the building across the street. Amazingly the thing got up and began firing bolt after bolt in his direction. Using a high pitched constant tone Marshall began to dodge at the speed of sound while throwing grenades at the creature, hoping to slow it down enough to set it up for a Dreadful Wail.
((OOC: Marshall Stack is a sonic/devices blaster with superspeed. He can't shut his powers off so he won't be talking much, outside of combat he has pretty much lived as a mute for the past 8 years. His apartment is fairly close to the main battle but he's got to deal with the big energy thing first. Additionally he's only level 15 in-game but for the purposes of this RP I'm playing him as a 50))
Originally Posted by Dechs Kaison See, it's gems like these that make me check Claws' post history every once in a while to make sure I haven't missed anything good lately. |
((Waiting one more day for Knuckles before moving on and ignoring him. Unless, of course, anyone else objects.))
The enrgy being Marshall was fighting seemed to slow for a second, giving him a chance to set up for a dreadful wail. Unfortunately, he had to slow down to normal speed in order to scream and one of the bolts connected squarely with his chest just before he could let loose the wail. Summoning everything he had he screamed with all his might, turning th energy creature into a shower of bright white sparks. Scanning the immediate area he was relieved to see there were no more creatures in the vicinity, giving him the opportunity for a short rest. After resting he activated his cloaking device and headed toward the sounds of battle at near the speed of sound.
((Not trying to god-mode here, but Marshall's kinda squishy and I figured a tier 9 nuke at full defiance would be enough to take one of those beasties out nicely, along with a large chunk of the surroundings.))
Originally Posted by Dechs Kaison See, it's gems like these that make me check Claws' post history every once in a while to make sure I haven't missed anything good lately. |
((We've seen them felled by considerably less in the past.))
((We'll continue tommarow.))
Dr StrangeBlood was most impressed by the witch! Him himself being a user of an ancient form of magic enjoyed the entertainment of anothers 'lesser' conjurings.
His decent increased until he was only 50yards above Mu'Rahu location....Dr StrangeBlood at that point made the a pinacle decision, to interfere...
His eyes slowly closed as a 3rd eye opened wide upon his forehead, Dr StrangeBlood hovered gracefully, the Aliens took note of the newcomer to the battle and broke thier chase of the witch for the new, closer prey....then stopped.
Dr StrangeBloods eye pulsated in its socket then stopped. His eyes opened as the 3rd closed tightly once more. He began his decent, towards the main group and the injured crazed warrior that tried to help the witch.
The Aliens hovered, looking at eachother...confused. Then flew away, towards a larger of thier kind, and began an assault.
((One at a time now...))
The huge red energy monster roared as the white beasts flew at it. Batting them away with it's huge arms, it knocked the monsters into the air and some back at the mystic. Rearing back and roaring again, it began charging at the man.
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The small alien turned it's attention to the large man and created a force field, stopping the attack for the moment. But, at the same time, the defeated monsters dissapeared, making them completely leave the combat area.
Coldfire, realizing this, turned and yelled out to his comrades, "IT CAN'T RESSURECT THEM IF IT HAS TO PROTECT ITSELF!"
Charging back at the small alien to help keep it occupied, Coldfire finally saw a little light in the darkness of the day.
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Rahu's followers ran straight into the minefield destroying a huge chunk of the street and obliterating the mob of monsters. Carlos, grinning, looked at Rahu and blew a kiss.
(( o_o *sigh* OKAY THEN!))
"Mu'Rahu, Carlos"
Dr StrangeBlood said, as his feet touched down upon the ground.
"if you want my help heroes, im here. This threat looks too big for the pair of you, if you dont require my aid fine. Im sure there plenty of buisness I could attend to here at the moment, infact watching you both get squashed would be a pleasure!!"
The Doctor grins
"Ofcouse times short"
A green finger points up towards the sky at a large cloud of monsters and the huge energy beast preparing for an attack
"and this is going to hurt!!".....
The red energy monster, seeing the attack in advance, slammed his fists into the ground causing a massive shockwave. Roaring and beating it's chest, it continued to cause tremors in an attempt to knockdown the heroes.
"Don't think it will be that easy. These guys are a lot tougher than you think. They almost got a few of us back in Dark Astoria..." Carlos said as he activated the acrobatics technology in his armor allowing himself to stand against the convultions, "Hell, Coldfire over there almost got taken out and he's one tough hombre..."
"I take that as a yes "
Dr StrangeBlood replied, with a smug grin on his face, as he hovered above the tremors.
" I guess we best get ready for a war, huh little witch!!"
Dr StrangeBlood waved his hands and mumbled a single word. The ground shock and a Tree grew forth, amongst the group, from the disturbed earth.
" Well that should heal our wounds for atleast the first round!"
Dr StrangeBlood glanced across to Carlos.
"Well Scrapper lets see what you can do!!"......
Mu'Rahu smiles an almsot preditory smile and bows gracefully, in mid-air, in Carlos' direction. She then turns her attention to the newcomer.
"Your aid is most welcome, fellow mystic... but if you please, I much prefer Rahu." Little witch indeed! I should teach this one a lesson in humility whent his is over!
"I believe our friend there has the right idea. The small blue ones seem to be instrumental to their efforts."
So saying, the Mu sorceress lifts into the air and glides towards teh small alien creacture, unlaeashings a furious blast of electrical energy that sends a shudder through it's shields.
Carlos, still looking at the newcomer with an odd look on his face, pulled out his assault rifle and yelled out, "I'll cover you guys! Hey plantman, try to avoid my targets, my flamethrower could mess up your attacks."
That said, Carlos jumped up onto a huge stack of rubble to get high ground and began unloading on the monsters as they rushed the group.
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Coldfire and the others were feverishly assaulting the alien's shield to no avail. Coldfire's face was grim, even if they could defeat this alien, how many more were there? The group would have to get a safe area set up. Right now, nothing was safe. Then, suddenly, in a flashing blue light, the small alien send out a pulse shield and knocked it's attackers back. Focusing for a moment, it attempted to resurrect the fallen energy beasts.
Dr StrangeBlood ignored the challenge of Mu'Rahu and focused upon the incoming enemy.
Jestering once again the ground rumbled by his side, the earth split and a head, resembling that of a venus fly trap, reared up...followed closley by long thing vine like arms and its body - it let out an ear piercing screech.
"Ive got my back-up Carlos, you just watch yours huh!! - a gun indeed....isnt that alittle dated, I took you for a scrapper...that would have been so much more useful"
an energy creature that broke through Carlos's fire charged forward with a volley of energy attacks, each narrowly missing the Doctor.
A simple command and vines reached up out of the ground and held the being, as it shock and twisted to break free the vines increased thier grip, tightening around its body.
"Want to put a hole in its head with that thing Carlos? Id rather save my energies for bigger foes!"
"Sorry." Carlos said firing one of his LRM rockets into the massive group, "But I'm a little more pre-occupied."
Pointing off to the side into another area of the combat, Carlos yelled, "There is a woman and a man in that crowd that use swords, if you want a scrapper find them. At least I can do crowd control here."
Carlos was getting annoyed by the man. He had never been out gunned by a 'scrapper' and it was an insult that the plantman had treated him as a lesser being. Looking out into the crowd, Carlos realized he wasn't doing nearly enough damage to multiple targets. He was more suited to single target fighting.
"Coldfire, lets swap positions, I can't keep these things at bay!" Carlos yelled out jumping off the rubble and landing next to Coldfire and unleashing a volley of machine gun fire at the aliens shielded dome, cracking it.
Coldfire, being a man of few words, flew up and dropped onto the rubble pile and said to the plantman without looking, "Go help Becky and Blade, otherwise, your attacks are null and void."
After the words were said, Cold created a ran of fire over the crowd and the, threw one huge fireball into the crowd.
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"Heroes: Alliance for: This fight!" An alien voice yelled out as plasma fire rained down into the mass of energy monsters. Then, from portals, Rikti poared out into the crowd and began fighting alongside their mortal enemies.
Then, a large metallic red suited Rikti walked up beside Coldfire and stated aloud, "You are: Coldfire Kaiser: Yes?"
Coldfire nodded his head and the alien continued, "My brother: Was a: Fighter at: The coliseum: He talked: Highly of: You."
Coldfire turned and smiled, thinking of the Rikti warrior he had met in past months.
((Reference to an old RP in case you're wondering. Has no real significance though.))
"There is nothing you can do now, punk."
"Yea, how you gonna escape this one demon?"
The sneering and jeering of the genetically altered men known as th Freakshow was beginning to become an annoyance to Tormentil. He already had a problem being able to stand the sight of living breathing Swiss Army knives with electric powers to boot.
With a small sigh and rolled eyes, a hovered demon of all black with smoky white eyes flicked his wrist slightly in front of his opponents and all of them were soon hanging effortlessly in the air.
"Hey, what is this demon. So not fair. Let us go. Fight fair, dude!"
"Yea, no kidding, this is not cool. Why can't I move?"
Tormentil adjusted the purple designer three piece suit he was wearing. He was missing a shirt. The purple and black pinstripe outfit had a small hole in the rear of the pants in order to protrude his long and lingering black tail. The dark master smiled laregly and bared his teeth with fangs that nearly resembled that of a vampyre's.
"Gentlemen," Tormentil said with a bow, "If you will excuse me, I have better things to do than kill you."
The demon walked past the Freakshow as they defied gravity and hung in the air. He looked back once more before exiting the small warehouse and tipped his purple Fedora hat that was complimented by a black-falcon's feather off to the subdued enemies.
Tormentil placed his hand on the doors located at a side entrance to the warehouse and turned the nob.
*BOOM*
The Freakshow dropped in a pile on the floor. Tormentil was flown back into a large array of crates that varied in size. His fall broke several of the wooden boxes as he semi-consciously wondered what just happened under all the broken pieces. All of the Freakshow got up to investigate the explosion and were caught off guard by beings of light that made quick annihilation of the electrical villains.
There were three of them. All white. They had not seen Tormentil and decided that the area was clear and walked back outside. As they did a large red creature fell from the sky and landed on the three of them. The white creatures lay still and did not move. The larger creature stood back up and ran beyind the sight of the doorway. He could see a firefight that was unlike he had ever seen.
With concentrated power, Tormentil, master of pain and toment, exploded the air with the array of wooden pieces and other debris that had fallen on top of him. It looked as if the area was raining broken crates. He stood up and walked toward the door entrance. Two white creatures appeared in his way and he swatted at the air in their direction and they were thrown several feet in front of him as he continued to walk.
He looked up into the sky and witnessed several hundred flashes of light fall toward the earth like shooting stars. The entire city of Grandville was being overrun...
Perfect.
Tormentil would have rather thanked the creator of such havoc, but feared he would never get the chance as this opposition knew no friend, but only enemy. Small earthquakes in the form of steps closed its distance behind Tormentil. He closed his eyes and cupped his hands together. His feet were now inches off the ground. The demon spread apart his hands slowly for a few moments before shooting them forward with outstretched palms. A large gaping hole appeared in the sky above him like a rift in time and red armored creature fell down to the earth.
Tormentil smiled and adjusted his suit jacket, "It is best, sir, that we fight face to face as I do not have eyes in the back of my head. I have seen lesser demons with such a privelege but not I," he finished and ascended several feet into the air.
The monster glared angrily at Tormentil and leapt toward the demon. Tormentil had made a quick survey of the area and was already ready for the crimson menace. Behind him, with lightning speed, flew a huge square steel container. The emblem of the Arachnos was on all of its sides. It connected with the monster's gut and sent him hurdling back to the ground with a deafening thud.
"However, you will notice, in due time, that I make up for it quite well..."
A volley of laser blasts flew past the demon and caused rubble and dust to fly in all directions. Turning to see who had attacked his target, the demon saw a man standing amongst six robots. His black clothes and bleak look made him seem to be a civilian. But he was far from it. Walking toward the red monster, he used a small machine to steal the energy from the monster to supply his minions.
"Drone of War." he said as he turned to look at the floating demon, "I'd recommend you head to the battlefield. Recluse and his men are being destroyed."
Drone lifted into the air and continued, "If you wish, I can explain this on the way. If you don't wish to help, then don't bother me with questions."
Drone looked out at the conflict, seeing explosions and gunfire en masse. He didn't even care about the fate of Arachnos. His leader, Charcold, was actually hoping for their downfall. Drone pushed some buttons on his hologram command computer and the robots began flying toward the fight to join in. Drone began walking toward the fight, his hologram dissipating. Reaching over to his arm, he ripped the flesh off and revealed his metal exoskeleton. Tearing his fake flesh off, he frowned and said back to the demon, "Are you coming or not?"
((Finally, someone to move along the fight in Grandville!))
((Just to let you folks know: starting tomorrow I will be out of town until the end of the weakend.))