Khellendrosiic

No, no, the Catcher in the Rye just sucked, period. You didn't need for it to have parallels between your character and its main character to despise it.

As an aside from the current family based conversation over on Prodiguy's thread:

>_>

<_<

Toy killed his parents.

"Aw, hell," Solid said as he snatched Essex out of the air and set her back on the floor.

"Stop throwing her around like a freaking football!" he angrily said to Rosie. "And you can room with Color Bot. I'm the only person in this room that I'd trust with a twelve year old."

"Hey!" Mini Bot shouted as it waggled its legs comically. "I'm good with kids!"

Solid Shot ignored the bright red battle drone and concentrated instead on Rosie, folding his arms and glaring at her.

"I'm fine with it if you're fine with it," Toy said, shrugging from behind the hero.

"Riiiight," Solid said sarcastically as Kairaishi woke up. "And I'm actually made in China, sheesh."

Ruffling his cape a bit, Solid gave the assembled supers a sloppy salute and settled down to talking.

"The name's Solid Shot. Hero by trade, wacky crazy robot whenever I feel like it. Yes, I am a robot. Let's get over that now. Anyway, as long as no one blows something up, then I'm fine sticking around with some villains for a while. As long as Mr. Happy Pants keeps his demon magics to himself, that is."

After glaring at Kafetsura, Solid crossed his arms and nudged Toy Dispenser with his elbow.

"Huh? Oh yeah, right," muttered the mastermind as he recovered and took a look around. "I'm a robot too, just so you know. I may not act like one, no beeping or booping here, but entirely mechanical. A marvel of modern machinery I am. Unlike the rust-bucket standing next to me."

"Hey, I'm durable," Solid said reproachfully.

"Whatever. Quite frankly, since I'm not getting paid to do anything to anyone at this moment, I'm quite fine with all of you doing your things. As long as said things don't involve tampering with me, my bots, or my friends. And without further ado, my bots."

Combat Toy grunted from in back and straightened up, casting a quick glare at Kairaishi's ningyo.

"I'm Combat Toy. I blow [censored] up. My hobbies include beating up good guys, blowing [censored] up, and making sure nothing touches the boss," growled the assault bot before slumping back down again.

"HI EVERYBODY!" Mini Bot said from its position dangling over the middle of the group, its childlike voice a severe contrast from Combat Toy's rumbling one. "I'm Mini Bot! Nice to meet you! And, uh, don't be alarmed if you find a whoopie cushion somewhere cause it's not mine and the boss didn't say I could have fun."

Combat Toy snorted in laughter while Toy quietly facepalmed.

OOC: Kefka who?

"We're not all that bad," Toy said as he walked beside Rosie. "Just the ones who actually act like robots."

"Not like me!" Mini Bot shouted from where it was suspended in the air, waving its hands at Rosie and Essex. "Hi healbot! Hi doggie!"

There was a sudden rumbling from down the hall and a ten foot tall black painted assault bot stomped into the room, its eye strip glaring brightly. But unlike other standard assault bot models, Combat Toy had undergone some upgrades. Its missile racks were now set flush against the shoulder, completely attatched to the body to quicken reloading time. Two stubby barrels also poked out from either side of where its stomach would be, showing where the plasma cannons had been moved to. Where the cannons had been were now a pair of thick hands, currently balled up in anger and frustration.

"What the hell did you mean, teleporting me into the freaking laundry room? It took me five god damned minutes to wade out of that crap! I'm about this close to blowing-!"

"Shut it, Combat Toy," Toy said coldly. "We're not blowing anything to smithereens. Got it? Now either sit down and cram it or you can go back to base and oversee the rest of the upgrades."

Subsiding under this apparently strong threat, the assault bot slumped over and cast dark looks at everyone nearby.

"GREETINGS GLORIUS EL GUAPO GRANDE!" Wielder announced, ignoring the man's lack of clothing. "IT IS INDEED GOOD TO FIND ANOTHER SEEKER OF VIRTUE AMONG THE FILTH OF THIS EVIL INFESTED SEWER! I AM KNOWN AS THE WIELDER OF THE PAINPIPE AND IT IS MY DESTINY TO FREE THE WORLD FROM THE DARK GRIP OF EVIL!"

Pausing to take a breath, Wielder looked down the hallway at all the unconscious Trolls and Hellions and nodded, satisfied.

"PERHAPS YOU, I, AND A FELLOW DO-GOODER SHOULD TEAM UP AND FIND THE EXPLANATION FOR THE MACHINATIONS OF EVIL THAT SEEM TO BE EVERYWHERE!"

"EXCELLENT!" Wielder shouted as he pulled back into the main tunnel and saluted the Russian hero. "TOGETHER WE SHALL STRIKE FEAR INTO THE HEARTS OF ALL EVIL BEINGS AND BRING JUSTICE TO THE JUSTICELESS! FOR GREAT JUSTICE!"

Spinning around, Wielder dashed off in the direction that he remembered the team of Hydralings going. After about twenty steps, there was an off-shoot that El Guapo Grande came shooting out of, almost running into Wielder.

"HALT!" Wielder shouted as he stumbled and pointed his painpipe at Grande. "ARE YOU A COG IN THE GREAT SIEGE ENGINE THAT IS GOODNESS OR PERHAPS YOU ARE A PAWN IN THE TWISTED CHESS GAME THAT IS EVIL!?!"

"We're really going to have to sort things out," Toy said as he followed Rosie and Essex inside, Solid Shot hot on his heels. "Find some way of introducing ourselves all at once, figure out who gets the rooms with windows, those sorts of things."

"And-" Solid started, making an aborted grab for Essex.

"We could start-" he said as he tried again and missed as Rosie took a quick step forward.

"Screw this," Solid sighed, exasperated as he jumped over Rosie, put a hand up in front of her face to stop her, and plucked Essex from her grasp. "Someone really has to teach you some manners."

"You ok, kiddo?" he asked Essex as he set her down.

"She's survived worse," Toy said dismissively. "Although you do have a point. Go a little easier on the drama-bot, eh Rosie?"

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In the living room with the TV, Kairaishi, Kaloa, and the others that had gone ahead, something lurked in the back behind a random assemblege of comfy chairs and couches. A bright red mechanical tentacle extended itself over the top of a couch and swiveled back and forth to look at everyone who was presently in the room. Slowly sliding back down, there was some shuffling and then the sound of two blow guns being fired.

Two diamond filament lines shot up from behind the couch and attatched to the wall above the TV. Then, a bright red battle drone jumped up and let itself be wheeled in, flying through the air until it was hanging suspended about six feet above the ground and right over Hal's head.

"That was fun!" Mini Bot screeched as it waggled its limbs around wildly, now sporting a pair of four fingered claws with wrist mounted lasers instead of the standard laser mount and mace set-up. "Do it again!"

"Shut the hell up!" rumbled a voice from up the stairs. "When I get untangled from these damn sheets I'm gonna flatten you!"

Mini Bot made a farting noise and the continued to hang there, its quintet of red glowing eyes whirring softly as it watched everyone come in.

"Hi Essex," both robots said at the same time as they turned to look at all the newcomers.

"Who ordered Color-Blind Bot, anyway?" Solid asked, pointing a thumb at Toy.

"Hey Rosie," Toy said, ignoring Solid's comment.

Solid snorted and crossed his arms before looking around and spotting Hal. Freezing, Solid stared at him for a moment before looking over at Essex again. He abruptly put his head in his hands and sighed.

OOC: Right, right. -_-

BIC: Leaning back inside the door he had just jumped through, Wielder tapped his painpipe on a bit of metal to get the other hero's attention.

"I BELIEVE THE VILLAIN WAS MERELY A DISTRACTION!" he shouted. "THERE SEEMS TO BE MUCH COMMOTION AMONG THE PAWNS OF DARKNESS KNOWN AS THE HYDRA SPAWN! AND AS WE ALL KNOW, THE BEST ADVANTAGE LIGHT HAS OVER DARK IS OUR KNOWLEDGE OF TEAMWORK! I WOULD BE GRATEFUL FOR YOUR ASSISTANCE IN INVESTIGATING THE CIRCUMSTANCES OF THIS EVENT!"

But the dust was merely an instrument for the magic that now permeated the air around the three ninjas. While the dust itself was blown away, falling to the ground helplessly, the magic remained, chilling the limbs of the demons and slowing their movement.

"I am not 'challenging' you," Archlich spat, his voice easily heard despite Fujin's distance from him. "I am erasing you."

Spinning his hands in the air, Archlich conjured a bolt of magical energy that he threw at Fujin. He then stepped forward and thrust with his other hand, firing a second, more powerful blast. Finally, while Fujin was busy with those two blasts, the lich channeled power into his arm in preperation for his most powerful unfocused attack.

OOC: I have been in the sewers [i][b]once.

OOC: Kind of leaving me hanging here, Devious. How the hell is Wielder supposed to get anywhere with just an empty robe lying in front of him and no description of where he is at all?

"'Go on Solid, you could use some time off.' 'All that heroing must be tough, you should really go somewhere to unwind. How about this FREAKING TOO CONVENIENT invitation I got in the mail?'"

Flying through the air on a pair of integrated jet boots, the hero known as Solid Shot cruised above the mansion that he was about to be wasting a half a month of his life at. Seriously, what did a freaking robot need downtime for? Purely human concept, purely load of [censored].

....

....

Then again, it would be nice to not be shot at by someone for a while.

Swooping down toward the mansion, Solid caught sight of the taxi hired to drive his luggage to the mansion just pulling into the main gate. Nodding to himself and promising to tip the cab driver for being honest, Solid dipped down into a dive that left him backburning to land softly about a dozen feet from Tom and Kaloa.

Tossing the two a jaunty wave, the android turned around and tapped his foot impatiently, waiting for the taxi to get here. It did, soon enough, and in a minute his two large suitcases were standing next to him as the cab drove off.

"So I take it you guys got invited too?" Solid asked as he turned around and walked up to the other two with a hand extended. "Nice to meet you both. I'm Solid Shot, hero by trade, angry dysfunctional robot by desire."

"And I'm Toy Dispenser," came a voice from above the trio. "Has any ever told Paragon City Transit that they need to debug their teleportation systems more often?"

The multi-colored mastermind floated to the ground as he slowly dialed down his anti-grav generators, eventually landing with barely a stir to his cape.

"Gotta love those entrances, eh?" Toy said to Solid, who spent a moment staring before lowering his hand and looking at the mastermind more closely.

"Hell, you're that mercenary dude, aren't you?" he asked after a moment.

"Yep," replied Toy. "I figured that I could use a break, got this invitation in the mail, and decided to drop by. How about you?"

"Pfft," Solid snorted, waving his hand is dismissal. "My freaking contact told me I needed some time to unwind. He'd gotten this invitation along with a letter asking him to give it to one of his heroes so...here I am."

"Interesting," Toy said as he looked Solid, Tom, and Kaloa over.

"Yeah. Very."

EDIT: Freaking hell you guys are fast. Shouldn't you have been playing the game? Thus giving me enough time to make my entrance unimpeded.

And no, I will not edit my actual post. >_>

OOC: Never remind people of things, they'll always do it.

BIC: "VILE EVIL TRICKERY!" Wielder shouted as he thrashed around, eventually righting himself. "YOUR HOPELESS SHINNANAGENS CANNOT HOPE TO STOP ME FROM MY TIRELESS PURSUIT!"

Jumping to his feet, Wielder surged through the sewer door on his tireless pursuit of all evil everywhere.

Internally frowning as he glanced at the battle and Fujin, sitting in her tree, Archlich decided he would weigh in on the side of the heroes, despite how much he detested them. Reaching down to his left hand, Archlich pulled off his pinky and crushed it into a white dust. Throwing that dust into the air toward the fighting, Archlich chanted a short spell that caused the dust to begin swirling like a storm. As the cloud descended on the fight, it centered on Sunako, instilling that demon and the other two around with the chill of undeath, slowing their movements considerably.

Then, his spell of invisibility fading, Archlich spun around and launched an explosive bolt of magical energy at Fujin.

Archlich stood perfectly still, watching the android try to fight off the demon-ninjas. There was no need for him to involve himself in this fight. What he did want, however, was some revenge. But for now he was content to merely cast a spell to see the unseeable and looked around for Fujin.

"FOR GREAT JUSTICE!" Wielder yelled and then slammed into the floor just in front of 'Pariah', the mental command to sleep affecting him just enough to trip up his feet.

"THE TIRELESS SEARCH FOR JUSTICE CANNOT BE STOPPED!" the man shouted, sounding oddly muffled, as he tried to get up.

"EXCELLENT!" Wielder shouted as he jumped in front of the sewer grate. "ONCE MORE SHALL THE FORCES OF GOOD TEAM UP AND TOPPLE THE RICKETY PILLARS THAT SUPPORT THE HOUSE OF EVIL!"

That being said, the tanker jumped through the grate and into the sewers, running after 'Pariah' as fast as he could shout.

Solid tucked the keyfob into a compartment on his belt and ruffled Essex's hair. Quietly, he backed through the entrance and took off into the night sky, his thrusters like their own miniature star as he flew off.

OOC: >_>

"I'll hang around a bit," Solid whispered back. "Put some fear of grey robots into the Hellions again. If you need me, call, alright?"

"Uhhh...Should you wake him up or should I?" Solid asked Essex, whispering.

From the way the assault rifle looked, it seemed that Dr. West had at least some know-how on how to use it. And it also looked like he had been ready to spring into action the moment Essex had been found, despite the number of other reploids Solid knew the doctor had.

This did not bode well for Essex's continued independance.

"I understand, kiddo," Solid said, patting the girl on the shoulder. "You want me to come in, maybe talk with West? I could get some of the heat off you if you don't want to go through with the Council thing."

Frakking sappers. Always the first to go. I need my endurance for my toggles PLZKTHXBAI.

But I always shoot the Engineers at least once so they don't drop a turret. Kind of the way I shot the Sky Raider Engineers so they wouldn't drop FFGs.

"Nah," Solid said as he checked his chronometer. "we'll be fine."

-05:05, it read, meaning that his buddies had busted a Council base about five minutes ago, which was more than enough time for a team of three supers to crack a jailcell.

"Dr. West will be expecting us about now, anyway," Solid said. "In fact, you can call him up right now. He should be getting the information that the base we were being held at has been broken into by now."