Xaphan

Ah, very useful. If you aren't already going to get one, you should get a beta slot just for putting these things together.

Of course, we don't know how far this spell goes...

"Oh no! My gun jammmed! And Manticore's bow string broke!"

Yeah, thats why I decided to include the translation. Kind of like the subtitles in a foriegn movie. You shouldn't try to read too much 1337 unless you know the language.

l0lz, \/\/|-|47 j0o /\/\34/\/ |)15 15 |-|4|`|) 70 7`/|>3?

(Translation: Lol, what (do) you mean this is hard to type?)

OOC: I guess it’s about time I explain some of Piyerus’s stats. He is a science Fire/Devices blaster. He is currently the weakest character in this RP, but for the purposes of character development his powers will continue to grow at an exponential rate. He has pointed ears (one of the side effects of the chemical that gives him his powers) and spiked red hair. He usually wears dark Red and Black medieval style armor and shoulder guards. His forearms are wrapped in bandages (for reasons that will be explained later on). He also wears baggy pants and folded leather boots.


A group of guards escorted Piyerus down the hall towards the labs. They didn’t want to sedate him because the lab work would go faster if he was awake, and the guards didn’t necessarily want to haul another unconscious hero around the lab. Piyerus kept looking strait ahead, knowing that if he tried anything he’d get into more trouble than he’s already in. There were two guards in front of him, one on each side, and what sounded like three behind. He’d have no chance in a fight if he tried to escape, and the ones behind him probably had their guns to his back. If only he had more power, if his abilities had manifested themselves faster... he could easily take care of the situation. But for the moment, all he could do was go along with his captors’ wishes.

The lab was amazingly clean and well organized, though Piyerus could see a few drops of blood occasionally. One of the guards motioned for him to lay down on the table. At first Piyerus refused, but the guard pointed his gun right at Piyerus’s face. He had no choice but to do what he was told. Another guard hooked metal restraints onto Piyerus which prevented him from moving. He noticed that the restraints were normal, and he still had the ability to use his powers, although in the situation they did him little good. The scientists probably needed him at his full ability for whatever they were planning.

Oh, if only he had just a minute with his powers back, Piyerus would teach this interrogator what pain really was. “When the facility blew up all the research was destroyed. There is nothing left except for me and... maybe that evil scientist if he survived. I have no idea where he would be even if he was alive, so don’t bother asking!”. Piyerus was getting mad, he didn’t like talking about his past. The interrogator pressed the button slightly to apply a bit more pressure, “Keep talking. Tell me about the research”.

Piyerus stayed silent for a moment, then decided it was best to just talk. It wasn’t like the information would help them. “The project was originally intended as a medical device. The nanobots would go through the bloodstream and get rid of any clots. After the Rikti started invading they switched the aim of the research. The scientists wanted to use the nanobots to make the heroes more powerful so they could defeat the Rikti easier. The war ended before the project was completed, but so many heroes had died that the survivors still needed help.”

“After the war was when I joined as a research assistant”, Piyerus continued his story when he saw the interrogator’s finger hovering over the button again, “I was only there a few days, and because of the security they wouldn’t let me see any of the important stuff yet. All I know is that the nanobots, aside from cleaning the bloodstream and increasing the amount of oxygen getting to the muscles, made some kind of membrane that makes a chemical that gives me my powers. I don’t know where in my body the membrane is, and I don’t know how it works. I just know the nanobots are programmed to destroy it if my vitals flat line, as a security feature so villains can’t use my corpse to get it”. Piyerus looked up at the interrogator with a slightly cocky smile, “So that means that if you guys want it, you need to keep me alive and well. I’d expect that eliminates quite a few of the threats you could have used”.

OOC: This is as much as Piyerus will say about his past. He knows a bit more than what he's telling. but he won't talk about it regardless of the amount of torture he is subjected to.

Piyerus sighed as he looked at the man questioning him and then at the torture device. “You realize that some heroes can regulate their vital signs, right? That lie detector may not work”, Piyerus said with a slight amount of sarcasm.

“Our preliminary tests show that you do not have any abilities that would allow you to circumvent our procedures. Answer the question”, the 5th column interrogator said coldly.

“Hey, I was just pointing something out, no need to get mad. I suppose I could endure the pain and lie, but since you’ve been so nice I’ll tell the truth. It’s not a very interesting story, I’d imagine it’s fairly common. Lab explosion, nano machines or something like that getting blown into my body, I suddenly have my powers”, Piyerus spoke sarcastically, but the lie detector read that he was telling the truth.

The interrogator wrote something on his clipboard, “Explain in more detail”.

Piyerus was starting to get annoyed with the man. “I don’t like talking about it. However, since I seem to have no choice... I was working on a project to create a new technology that would increase a hero’s power. I was just transferred in, it was only my third day on the job so don’t expect me to tell you anything about the research. Turns our one of the scientists was a badguy or something, and he tried to steal the formula. He injected it into himself to give himself powers and tried to kill me, but he missed me and his a machine. It exploded, chain reaction, the entire lab went up in flames. I guess some shrapnel from one of the test machines hit me and infected me with the stuff, because when I woke up at the hospital I had all these powers”, Piyerus explained, “That’s about it. Anything else?”

Piyerus looked around the jail room. Eigth... no, nine heroes were shackled to the floor like him, most didn't look very healthy. Every cell seemed to have two people in them, so Piyerus looked over to see who his cellmate was. Oddly, there was no one there. Either the spot was never filled, the hero was currently in the lab, or dead. Piyerus also noticed that the chestplate armor he usualy wore was gone. He was only wearing his under-suit, no armor at all.

Focussing all of his energy and power, Piyerus tried to create a fireball, but couldn't. The glowing orange shackles that were holding him down glowed a little bit more. "So they're restricting my power...? Hmmm... my strength too, it seems", Piyerus muttered to himself as he tried to break free, "Well, I'll either have to wait until they try to bring me back to that lab so I can break free, or someone will have to release me".

Opening his eyes, Piyerus looked around. He was in a lab of some sort. It was then he noticed that he could only barely move his neck, the rest of his body was still numb from whatever drug they shot him full of. He was in a tube full of some liquid, and there was a breath mask attached to his face. Some scientists were working in the lab... they looked very militaristic. It was then when someone important entered the lab. Piyerus couldn’t move his neck enough to see the person’s face.

“Why is it you called me here?”, the important man said in a cold voice. One of the scientists turned to look at him. “Well, it’s this hero’s blood sample. It contains a chemical we have never seen before. It seems to be the source of his powers, and if we can duplicate it...”, The scientist began to explain, the important man seemed interested. “Do what you can with the sample you have now. For the moment, put this hero in the jail like the others. Be sure to keep him alive, he may be very important to our cause”.

Piyerus closed his eyes. He was too weak to make an escape attempt now, but maybe he could later. The jail must have other heroes in it... if he could break free there, he might have a chance.

Piyerus was walking down the street looking for some thugs to bust. He was fairly new in Paragon, and he needed all the respect he could get. Perhaps sending a few criminals to jail or an early grave would make the civilians trust him a little more. He couldn’t blame them, his long pointed ears looked rather out of place, at least to the common person. There were quite a few heroes who looked a lot stranger. Piyreus sighed as he thought back to the lab accident that gave him his powers and made him like this. As he closed his eyes, he could clearly see the lab, dead bodies all over the place...

Shaking his head vigorously Piyerus forced himself to snap out of his flashback. He had to pay attention, because not paying attention to your surroundings could be fatal in Paragon City. Those were his last thoughts before he slipped on a patch of ice. Some police has already taken the frozen thugs away, but some ice still remained.

“What the... Ice? But it’s still hot outside”, Piyerus muttered to himself as he got up and looked around, hoping no one saw. To his horror, a group of civilians was laughing at him. “Some hero must have made it and not cleaned it up... Ice on the sidewalk is a danger to civilians... I’ll have to get rid of it...”. With that, Piyerus’s hands became engulfed in flames as he prepared his powers. With a swift motion he threw a small amount of fire into the air, letting it fall onto the ice and melt it. Unfortuantly, a small flame had also fallen on Piyerus’s shoulder and ignited his shirt. Piyerus slapped hastily at his clothes to put the blaze out.

The civilians were rolling on the ground with laughter.

Piyerus sighed again. That certainly could have gone better... it was the that he noticed that some junk in the nearby alley was arranged oddly. He went to look, and found the stash of Dyne. “What kind of idiot villain would leave this around... I had better take this to someone...”, Piyerus said to himself as he picked up a few packs and shoved them into his pockets. All of the sudden he felt something sting his leg, he looked down and saw a needle sticking out of it. “Crud...”, Piyerus muttered as he looked around for his attackers. He saw a few men with large rifles, but only barely... his vision was already starting to go. Piyerus shot a few fireballs at his assailants, but his aim was way off because of whatever they shot into him. He thought he heard one of the soldiers get hit by one of his fireballs before he passed out, but he couldn’t be sure.

OOC: Piyerus isn't as much of an idiot as this post makes him seem, but sometimes stupid stuff just happens to him