CrimsonOmen

"Uh, guys. Um...Who the hell are those guys?! and Where's our bikes?" Ash said, the nervousness clear in the smaller man's voice. The three bikers were concealed behind the wall that seperated the two buildings

"Relax, Ash. Dose guys won't see us if we don't wan' im. Syxx, look at dere guns. What are dose?" Axel asked, his voice gruff and deeper than Ash's.

"Well, they might be AUG's. I theenk. But Ash, mon, we in Naziland now. What? Were are rides 'posed to be here? C'mon, dog, how dumb ya think Max is? We the recon team, mon." the other thug spoke, a strange mix of Jamaican and Brooklyn accents crammed together.

The two thugs chuckled a little as they thought of a plan. They both eyed the smaller man with mishievous grins.

A few seconds later, Ash bolted from the apartment building, screaming at the top of his lungs. He was on fire and couldn't put it out, despite dropping to the ground and rolling around under a street lamp. Two of the guards ran over to the burning man, guns ready for the first sign of trouble. The first officer crouched down to check on the man. He figured it out when it was too late.

Ash had wrapped himself up in the same stuff that he used to light Molotov's. It burned bright and was really hard to put out. The best thing about it? It never burned up. Max's crew found it on a raid of an Arachnos Base and Ash had swiped it without a thought.

The officer had realized the burning man was unharmed when he flipped him over. However, Ash, had a Molotov Cocktail held to his chest and he struck the officer in the head with it. The flames leapt onto the officer who had come along. Ash stood up and ran towards the vehicle that had anothet Nazi-cop in front of it.

The officer remaining turned to fire. As his finger came down on the trigger, someone tapped him on the shoulder. He whirled around to find two pairs of pistols pointed at him.

"Dis vehicle is ours', capiche'? You move, I shoot, you die, I leave. Or I could just leave. your choice." Axel spoke, his fingers an inch from the triggers.

Syxx backed away from the pair slowly, checking for ambushes. Ash leaped into the front seat of the vehicle and laughed. "Guys, the idiots left it runnin'. Hahaha. Woohooo!!!" Axel finally entered the military car, his gun never leaving the officer. The former Nazi made car ripped out of the area it was in, right into a door to the apartment building acroos the street.

"Hahaha, Whooooo, this baby's got power, Whooo!!!" Ash exclaimed as the other member walked down the stairs. Axel and Syxx looked on at the smaller man in a mix of endearment and wonderment.

As they entered the vehicle, Max's crew greeted each other and made room for the big Bear. Max regarded his three thugs with a wry smile as he looked over the Nazicar.

"No bikes, huh? Good thinkin' boys. Ash, let's find out what in the hell is goin' on. Floor it!!!!" the elder man commanded as he lit up a cigarette. The crew had stuffed a bunch of items in the very back, some which seemed out of the scientific league.

A young man woke up to find something unusual. He wasn't in his dimension anymore. He ran, the darkness in his apartment causing him to trip and fall numerous times. He stopped at a sofa that held a man dresses in mortorcycle gear, a bandana on his head, and a very scruffy gray beard.

"Boss, boss, wake up. I think somethin's wrong!" said the nervous man.

The man lying on the sofa stirref and grumbled "Whatya Ash?! I'm tryin to sleep here."

"Boss, Lookit outside. I think the Nazi's won or somethin'" The man known as Ash replied.

"What?! The hell you talkin' about, you crazy sonofa...." the older man said, rising from the furniture. The man's eyes widened behind his shades. He saw Nazi banners adorned across buildings.

"Ash, wake the rest of the boys. Looks like we might haveta go Nazi Stompin'. " replied the man grimly.

Ash ran off to rouse the rest of the crew while the elder man stood at the window. He heard them shuffle in, grumbling about sleep. He didn't want to do this, they only had a few hours of sleep.

"Axel, Syxx. I need you two to grab the bikes in the lot. Be careful. Anybody screws with ya, put em down. Eddie, Tommy, I need you two to ready the equipment. Take Ash with ya. Bear, watch Axel's and Syxx's backs. Meet me in the alley in five minutes, got it? I ain't waitin'." the older biker barked, his orders sounding smooth and collected.

When his men left, the man sat down and pulled from under the sofa, a bottle of liquor. He took a long, hard swig of it before heading out the door himself.

' Gotta ask the boys where they wanna visit first. The Hospital? We could score some drugs if we're lucky. Try to find a Non-Nazi? Damn, so many places so little time.' the elder man thought to himself as he descened the stairs into the alleyway.

Sorry, Dev, I knew I forgot someone. Consider you added.

Run, Warface, RUN!!!! *looks around and sees Incongnito staring at him*

I mean....work..yeah...ahem..work .....PLEASE DONT HURT ME!!!!!

Not sure if you want anybody commenting, so here goes.

Great piece. I like the characters and the dialogue so far. Great job trying to explain things without getting uber-nerdy. Keep up the good work.

Now, Warface, Dark Respite, and Blue Battler. Can't forget Grey and Riptide. My list of favorite authors is expanding!!

Edit: HAHA!! Incongnito added to the list. Geez. I really need to find a life......What the frack am I saying!?

Well, That character looks interesting. But the jumping screenshot was shameless. I mean, Fan service much?

I keed I keed, don't hurt me. Please.

Phil, I would like to inform you that I am a casual player. I have NO 50's. I have played for at least, 3 years. This could make me hate COH2. I do not spend my time always on the forums.

/unsigned.

If I saw that chasing me, I'd scream like a school girl and ask the almighty Gods for forgiveness.

This is a great start. I'm keeping my eyes peeled

HAHAHAHA~!

HE made the baddies run. JustBY.Walking.towards.them

That is awesome. I have read your other stories and can't wait to finish this one. You and Dark Respite should be paid

Strange, that reference oic for Sunstorm looks red and yelloe to me. Maybe I need my eyes checked?

Indestructible in my pants-by Disturbed

My villains have a broad spectrum. All my characters do, from insane to mercenary to do-gooder. I have some that their motives would be unknown and others who are almost blatant with the alignment. My characters are a blended sort and I like that.

Uck, I think we'll be waiting longer than that buddy. I15. But Prolif or MA? MA, all the way. Both would be GOLD, though.

Man, I love that list. That is what I'm talking about. Thermal/Fire Def or AR, FINALLY. Ninjistu Brutes and tanks? Score.

This was mentioned earlier in the thread. Sheilds for stalkers. Do NOT tell me I can't do that thematic wise. Examples: The shield is magical and thus has no mass or structure until the user wills it to. Or, the sheild is made from an alloy which doesn't allow sound to travel when struck. The sheild is made via a person's body and can be summoned through will. Or the user of the sheild is amazing at concealment and thus the sheild is a boon not a hinderance.

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if possible some type of Martial art secondary for Blasters/Dominators may be a weapon based secondary too

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Probably never going to happen for Dominators (unless they create a Throwing Weapons ranged powerset first to combine it with), and not terribly likely for Blasters. Even if they did port it to Blasters, it'd be a highly underperforming set due to the lack of status effects. (It has what, 1 Stun and a couple Knock-Downs?)

And "weapon-based" secondaries would require whole new powersets to be added to the game as well, which doesn't qualify as proliferation. None of the existing weapons really perform the way that current Blaster secondaries do.

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You dont really need a Throwing Weapons powerset right away either. I just have a couple of concepts which mesh great with Martial artist and Doms/Blasters. And by weapon secondaries, I meant Swords or Claws. They could switch the sets around and add more status effects to the weapons and MA, replacing the 1st tier with a immob. And I am aware that i14 will probaly not have Prolif. Just call it a sneaking suspicion

Excuse me for barging in this thread but I thought the Devs said they were trying to prolif the melee sets unto themselves and the ranged sets unto themselves. That said, I would LOVE a ice stalker if not for thematic reasons only. I also would adore Ice Brutes; Electric and Broadsword Tanks; Every Element for scrappers; Dark Blasters, Controllers, Dominators; if possible some type of Martial art secondary for Blasters/Dominators may be a weapon based secondary too?..please?;Poison and Archery/Trick arrow for Corruptors.....umm...Man...brain pleading no more...crap That is all...I think

It would be interesting but not sure it happen. I think most of the MMs do only one or two types of damage. Personally I would love to see a couple elemental sets like Fire, Ice, and Earth. And maybe some types of animals that use poison/toxic i.e. snakes spiders scorpions etc

AS much as I like the different powersets, I think the best way to go woud be what exotic damage are we missing. MMs pretty much have S/L covered (Thugs, Ninjas, Mercs). I don't remember the damage type bots do. Energy? And Necros got the dark nicley done.

Pain Killah looks blankly at the strange small man. Pain checks himself under the arms, his legs, and hands. "Me small? You small, Me not. And what is roids?" Pain looks at the taller thing next to him. "Trolls? Trolls weak, John strong" Pain points at him self. As he speaks, motining with his hands all the while, Pain drops his against the counter and breaks it. "......Oooops. Uh...Me not do it!! Small man did!!"

(I'm goin to jump in here with my dumb brute...Pain Killah and a description)
Name: Pain Killah
Real name: John Guntz
Height: 8'2"
Age: 25
Sex:Male
Appearance: a block mohawk dyed green, a green cargo vest open with a huge fist tattooed on it.Chain wrapped boots and leather buckled gloves and the starburst eye tatto colored red
Bio: Well....Pain Killah is dumb...i mean really dumb. if not for his temper and unusual size, strenght and reistance to pain, He wouldnt even be a villain. In the underground pit fights is where he earned his name.

A mountain of a man walked through the bar doors. He looked around in search the "puppy" he chased in here. He stopped, frowning, then realised he was hungry. "Me so hungry" Pain Killah pouted. His eyes scanned the bar at the strange people at the bar. Finding an empty seat, the moving mass of muscle sat on the stool and......broke it. Crushed it into tiny pieces. Pain got up, looking down with quite theblank star and said"Me do that?..Ooops". He didnt see another place to sit so he stood.

I know what character you were inspired by!!! Jet Jaguar!!! from Godzilla and other movies, right?!

Wyld Pyre followed Jimmy Croix to a meeting with the rest of the Family. As he listened to the conversation, he heard Antonio's name brought up. He learned about a meeting the two were supposed to be having to become allies. In Wyld's mind he saw a complete takeover by the Family. This angered him and he had to keep his flames in check. Wyld realized that if HE went to the meeting as an Outcast...well...There wouldnt be any trust between those two gangs anymore.

Wyld Pyre saw all this from his perch on the apartments. He saw the leader of the Edge Serpents, Fang Strike...He saw Over the Edge, and the family get toasted by his former gang. No one was touching his turf. No one really knew about Wyld. He lloked like an Outcast and they ate up all the credit. He was fine with it. He preferred it. Now his next move would be to make sure the Family doesnt come back tenfold thanks to Needle and Company. Well...Time to plan. (Maybe i can keep up this time)