Mutant_Illusion

"Alright....Penny was it? I'm on my way." Normally he might make a smart-aleck remarck because of being ordered so soon, but now wasn't exactly the time. "Here goes nothing." He shot some greenish gas towards his feet in an arc motion towards where he needed to go. As it fell to the floor he was grabbed by roots and dragged under-ground. 'Least I'm safe down-- Before he could finish the thought the piece of ground above him was ripped up towards the vortex in the sky. He let out a bit of a yelp at this unexpected event and continued on his way, though now with a bit less protection.

Twilit was brought, or dragged rather, into a bleak room with one mirror-like window. Apparently, he was being considered bit of a threat right now, considering he had three guards in the room and one person interrogating him. Unfortunatley they didn't seem all that happy to see him. Two of the guards nearly threw him into his chair.

"Ah Damn! Come on now, no need to be rought here." He added the last bit with a smirk, though his interrogator didn't seem amused. "Alright you piece of ****, shut up and tell me what I need to know. Now, just how in the hell were you able to blow up your cell."
"I didn't, guy in the cell next to me. I was actually unconscious at the time....."
"Yeah, of course, enough bull****, tell us now." He was visibly irritated by what he perceived to be a smart***. "I don't have the patience for this, maybe some time in The Pit will change you tone." With that two guards "escorted" him on his way.

"Err, right." Flaming was still staring at the giant purple vortex o' doom there. "So...Attacking that thing will make it go away so I can get back to the ba--" He remembered there were many heroes in the room too. "Submarine." He aimed a hand down at his feet as green gass came pouring out. A various asortment of roots came up from the ground and wrapped around his feet, securing him for a while. After which he raised his right arm and braced it with his other. Fire started swirling around his had as he prepared for the long distance shot.

From far away, the heroes and villains could hear a distinct sound. It was approaching nearer and the sound was growing more familiar. Was that...A person? Yes, that was definately human, a man by the sounds of it. Looking up it seemed as though some tendril was dragging him down... "aaaaaaaaAAAAAAHHHHH" The giant tenril slammed him through the wall of the apartment onto the floor the others were standing on; nearly crashing into a robot with a gun. He was about 6'6 with brown hair; he wore red and green tech armour with a red and green ventilator.Although it produced a near humorous scene he felt this was no laughing matter. After he regained his composure and the tendril, now obviously some sort of vine, seeped back into the ground he braced himself against the wall of the place.

"Ow damnit....That hurt." His eyes darted around the room as he noticed the odd bunch already here."Sorry for crashing the party." He let out a breath he'd been holding in since his fall...or ascent rather. "Oh yeah, introduction. Hey I'm Flaming Earth, yadda yadda yadda. Now does anyone know WHAT THE HELL THAT THING IS?!"

(Ah, thanks. May join tomarrow in that case, brain-dead tonight.)

(On second thought, may wait until a better opportunity arises to add someone.)

(Hey, would it be a bit too late to add someone? Oh, and could you clarify if everyone is wearing a glowie, missed that.)

(Seems to be the case with several author-y people)

Antagonism shrugged while sitting. "Meh, fine with me."
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Nick paused, and picked back up almost jokingly, " By the way, pass the duct tape back already."

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Antagonism tossed the duct tape back to Nick, glad he wasn't going to let his itchy trigger finger off.
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"It's quite simple, we go alphabetical by traits. I'm Amazing, so I go first. Eagle is Clumsy, so he goes second. Your Goth-Man, so you go third. Spike is Obnoxious, so he goes last. Any other questions?"

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He smirked a bit under his cloak. With a bit of Nick's own mocking tone he said. "Fine with me, but I think you have your alphabet wrong. Wouldn't you go after me with H for Hothead?"

(We really just have filler 'till she gets back I suppose.)

The annoyance from the argument between Nick and Experiment was getting more noticable in his voice. "Would you two please shut it with the back and forth! I doubt Freedom Corps. would like blood all over their walls, not good for their business or us; isn't that right Nick." He added that last part with a bit of a smirk under the cloth around his lower face.

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"No no...I'll do it, besides....You have a bad arm! You're the most crippled of the four of us so..."

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"Bah, the way you say it, I've never been shot before." He rolled his shoulders to signify he fine for fighting. "In all honesty I could care less who goes first, as long as we all actually go. It would be a shame to have her run away because someone dozed off during their watch." He looked at his three new teammates for the night. "So........How we deciding who goes first?

Antagonism was confused at what they seemed to be cringing about in reguards to the duct-tape. "Just using it as some replacement Gauz." After he wrapped the wounds up he noticed the two tempers flare. Antagonism wasn't sure what to do this time, conisdering what happened last time it could be a bad idea to attempt to calm either down, so he just let them vent at each other for a bit Jeez, seems we can't go 5 minutes without fighting...Ah well, wasn't lying about having new tricks... "So, before you two decide to kill each other, I say we go witht he watch thing, it would probably be better than all of us falling asleep while attempting to watch her." His eyes darted between the two. "On top of that, it seems you two may need some time to cool down. I can take first watch if necessary."

(Righto, got a bit ahead of myself there.)

"Thanks." Antagonism took the first aid kit he had been given and sat down against the wall. "This isn't going to feel good.." He remarked a bit quietly to himself. He wondered if Nick saw that the bullet hadn't gone through him. Searching around, he found a method to get them out. Tweezers...Oh yay. Thankful as he was that the bullet didn't go through him, there was still the matter of getting it out. Well, here goes nothing... He wasn't an expert in doctoring wounds or anything, but he knew enough to help himself here While his little procedure was commencing, he asked a question through the teeth he was gritting. "So..What exactly do you propose we do with her?" A few clangs could be heard hitting the ground. Finishing with what Nick had told him to do, he noticed they were out of gaus. "Hey Nick, pass the duct tape."

(Okaaayyy, seems a bit hard to RP when two main chars. are ignoring each other. I was actually waiting for Prod to post since he's sort of guiding me right now in here, but I'll pretend that that post was made)

"Right...Down here?" Twilit was visibly nervous now that all these shields seemed to be going off, coupled with the fact that he was still un-armed and powerless and his guide was a bit motionless he could only hope for the best. Blind was telling him directions from behind as they walked...Not to mention some increasingly annoying commentary. "Yeah this hall I heard you." He turned the corner only to see what seemed to be a strike force of giant assault bots, wannabes, guards and a few battle bots.

".....****"
At that moment the small breakout force raised their hands in a manner signifying surrendur, dropping Blind to the ground with a thud.

"Damnit! So close..."

(At a bit of a loss of direction here, ah well, I'll go on a hint I think I saw earlier)

Anatgonism felt uncomfortable being in the middle of the "war of words" between Eagle and Nick.

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"Yea, I'll cut him slack when he starts helping for real,

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Antagonism's expression was visibly darker after that comment. That one hit his pride, hard. He tried to be a balance here, bring some stability, but in reality he had just made the situation worse. Times like this I wish I had just stayed a damn citizen... Antagonism felt a bit of a sting, but he knew he had to help somehow. "Well, there was a pub across the street. Maybe someone in there knows what we could do or where to get some help." He knew a pub was a bit of a long shot for help, but they were running out of options.

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Most likely you, Gimpy....So, lets hear your names, so I don't have to keep giving you these nicknames any time I want to say something?

[/ QUOTE ] "Who knows, maybe I could have pulled something out of my sleeve...And the name is Judicious Antagonism."

He was, admittedly, a tad un-focused as they came in but his attention was now on the animal girl unconscious next to the statue. Antagonism looked down what semed to be endless corridors "This place does have a medical wing, right? With people still here?" It seemed as though there was no-one even here still.

"Heh, I'll take that as a thanks for the help." He opened the door as he spoke. "I've never actually been here so I'll take her and you can lead if you want." He took a look at Iron American and the new spiny hero "Hey! You two feel like coming or...?"

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*pokes Prodiguy*

"Yeah...I'm coming. You shot me three times if you don't remember." Though the battle was still fresh in his mind, and the girl they were saving had just gone psycho moments before, he knew he didn't deserve the title of Hero if he left her to die while Nick struggled to get her in.

"Alright, It may be best if I use my right hand though." He motioned to the bullet wounds in his shoulder as he spoke.

Yep, still needs Ms. OP

Flaming steps out: "I think it needs CPR or something....."

Behind his dark glasses, Antagonism's eyes went wide at the sight of Nick still pulling off all his shots before being hit with the blast. All the super reflexes in the world couldn't completely save him from what was going to happen to him. He twisted around in the air, dodging some shots, bu he was still hit twice in the left shoulder and once next to his left shin. He landed on the ground with his right leg, wobbling and falling to the ground. Ah, damnit.....Could have been worse I guess. He had some trouble moving, but he still managed to stand, even if he was staggering a bit. Some blood was seeping down his costume, but it didn't bother him too much. It hurt to move his left arm, but it was nothing he couldn't handle. After some training with undead Martial Arts masters, he had learned how to withstand a bit of pain.

With a cough he said "Heheh...Nice shot..."

Damnit! Antagonism thought after the new hero appeared and took the hit. "Oh ****" was all Antagonism managed to say before the trigger was pulled. He was currently in a bit of an awkward position when the shot was fired so all he could do was lean his head to the left as the bulets whizzed past. He managed to esacpe one, but the other managed to graze the side of his cheek. A bit of blood seeped onto the cloak around the lower part of his face, leaving a not so pleasent feel there. Thanks god for those reflexes... From there he did a cartwheel onto his feet and took cover behind a near-by column. "Nice shot!" he yelled from behind there. "But try aiming for my face, not the buildings behind me!" He jumped onto the mid size column and vaulted towards the man who had just taken a shot at him. He held one leg extended out, and the other tucked in as he tried to land a mid air kick to the man's stomach.

By this point Antagonism had had just about enough of all this craziness, time to settle things by force. He was willing to try and talk things out, but Nick pointing a gun at him was too much when combined with mare jumping into the air going to attack the new hero. ****, need some control here quick! His reflexis kicked in and he jumped in the air, performing a flip before landing behind Nick. From there he performed a sweep kick attempting to knock the longbow officer out from under his feet.

Antagonism at this point had no idea what to do. He saw her displays, and he listened to her talk to Nick. He felt a bit angry at Nick after this last talk she gave though it seemed like she was up to something. he couldn't help but feel sorry for her. "Look, Umm....I didn't catch your name, but Nick was probably just feeling a bit tense." He looked at the two standing neck and neck, specificaly at Nick. "Now I'm sure we can talk this out and there won't be any guns or fists involved."

*waiting for OP so I can go.*

"Umm...Uh..right." Twilit said, at near in-audible tone. He wished he had looked away. Shaking his head, he turned to the two thu, one of which was still rattled by the violent shot to the ribs he had taken. "Stubbs, Frankie, grab the skeleton and let's go." He grabbed Frankie and brought him up to where he could stand. "That pain should go away in a bit, you've taken worse. Come on." The two thugs picked him up, one grabbing the legs and the other the torso. "Alright Blind, where to."

"Oh, sorry then. You have to understand how it looks to see someone pointing a gun at what appears to be two heroes with a civilian nearby..." He looked around at the scene, unsure of what to do. "...But I'm a bit curious so i think I'll stay around in case things get out of hand."

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"Ok? Can we just, 'compromise' with that then, Goth Man, not asking you to ATTACK anyone am I? Just asking you stop anything BAD from happening, OKAY?" Nick slowed his words down and used emphasis, almost mockingly out of his annoyance with yet another interference.

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"If you didn't work for longbow you would've been kicked in the face for that and the Goth-Man comment."