PlagueOfUndeath

Interference! New threat! Eliminate!
The moment Nail grabbed her ankle, these thoughts flooded into her mind, and timed seemed to slow for her.
She couldn't make out what the boy was saying, those parts of her brain shut down to allow her mind to focus fully on defending herself.
"Keep your anger in check, or we'll punish you," was her only deterring thought.
In a move Jackie Chan or Bruce Lee would be jealous of, Shioh shifted her body weight, made it look like she was falling, only to brace herself with her arm and send her other leg straight for Nail's knees.

The man in the white suit's "introduction" of his teddy bear and the sudden fire alarm happened, coincidentally, at the exact same time. Someone with Shioh's level of alertness and training would have an...interesting reaction to the already normally startling sensation to sight and sound.
Though she loved cute things, from cats to mice to armadillos up to and including teddy bears, having one jammed so closed to her face at the same time as a loud alarm going off caused her to react by leaping back and delivering a startling fast roundhouse kick to the bear...and the man's hand.

Shioh couldn't help but laugh at the cowering man. Loudly.
She wasn't what you'd call...intimidating...while wearing a bathing suit, and though she was a (potentially) gifted Widow, she didn't have the power no desire to force others to be intimidated. In fact, just the opposite: She acted childish and energetic so people would let their guard down around her, a trick she learned from the Carnies. Of course one had to wonder just how much of it was an act and how much was authentic.
Still grinning and stifling laughter, she turned to Nail and jammed a thumb at her chest.
"My name is Shioh, I work for Arachnos," she announced proudly, "I kill people."

Shioh was mad. This...guy...had just made fun of her joke...and not in a good way!
All sorts of interesting ideas for 'divine punishment' raced through her head. The possibilities were staggering. However her anger was held off by a few simple words from her mentors: "Keep your anger in check or we'll punish you."
...
So she just gave him the finger and blew a raspberry.

Shio's expression changed to a more pouty, angry expression as she looked at the man with malice.
"I WASN'T FINISHED!" she bawled.
Clearing her throat she said, "Ding dong!"

"Retcon," Shioh said, he lips curling up in a smile.

The arrival of the man carrying the teddy bear again distracted Shioh, and she thought of her favorite joke.
"Knock knock."

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"Yes?" the aged man invited Shioh to continue to speak, though she was sure the fellow of more average stature had taken note of her first, "Can we hel-"

His words turned to silence with the suddenness of a candle's flame extinguished. From one moment to another, the towering robed figure no longer looked at her (well, technically the hat hid his eyes, but he'd toward her in his response, so the idea wasn't exactly far-fetched), instead having directed his attention ahead.

"Is something wrong?" his companion queried, though now much calmer, peeking curiously at the wall the aged man seemed to be looking at...or through.

"I sense murder." came the answer, his tone most serene, yet his expression decidedly perturbed, "We should probably inform the steward..."

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Shioh was originally going to ask if there was anything to do on the ship besides sit on a chair, but the old man's comment piqued her interest instead.
"Murder? Doesn't that happen a lot? I mean, with this many people on the ship, someone's bound to kill someone else!" she said, unconcerned with the idea of a murderer on board the ship.
(OOC: Quick note about Shioh: she doesn't hold the same abhorrence about killing a normal human would. She views 'dying' on the same level as 'black eye'.)

Near the stern of the ship, barely in earshot of the two men speaking Japanese, a young girl, perhaps fifteen or sixteen, was enjoying a new and exciting concept:
A vacation!

*Flashback to one week before the ship disembarked*

The young girl, Shioh, had just finished her training for the day in the 'daycare center' where she lived. The exercises entailed dodging objects without using her eyes and ears, so not only was she physically exhausted, but mentally as well.
With a sigh she collapsed into a sofa, breathing heavily.
"Very good, Shioh," Asuka, her mentor and older-sister figure, said as she sat down beside her charge.
"It's hard...was it...this hard for...you?" Shioh panted heavily.
"When I was your age? No, but I had already been training for a very long time, so my body and mind were always even. Your body and mind, however, are not," Asuka told her in her usual cold-yet-aloof manner.
"Great...I bet that'll take another sixteen years..." Shioh whined.
Asuka smirked at the girl, "Do not sell yourself short, you have promise, and you've been working hard. In fact, I have a gift for you."
Asuka reached into her pocket and produced an envelope, passing it to Shioh.
"I hereby order you to take a vacation, rest and relaxation will help in the synchronization of body and mind," Asuka announced.
"But I've never taken a 'vacation'...what do I do?" Shioh asked pleadingly.
Asuka stood up, chuckled, and mussed up the girl's hair.
"Have fun."

*Back to the present*

Shioh was at a loss. She had researched 'vacations' and 'cruise ships' and always saw girls like her lying down on these chairs,smiling, and wearing 'sexy bikinis' like the blue and white floral one her other mentor Shiomi picked out for her. While comfortable, sitting around was immensely boring.
Finally, she couldn't take it anymore and jumped up to her feet and walked over to the other two on this part of the ship.
"Excuse me?" she said in her best Japanese, what little she had gleaned from Asuka and Shiomi's conversations they thought she couldn't understand.

(OOC: D'OH! I almost forgot: I'd strongly PREFER heroes, anti-heroes, or villains with an actual conscience for this.
It's difficult to shake your moral foundations when you have few or no morals to begin with, eh?)

(OOC: This isn't normally how we do things, but I want this to be somewhat organized.
This RP will be story driven, it will have a definite end. However the pace is going to be a little unique: there will be one event at the beginning involving all parties, and then everyone will be split up for the next part.
Here's the tricky part, while everyone is split up, they will be attacked by an unknown assailant. The assailant will take an unexpected form, and will assault you with your character's greatest weakness. After that, each character will have to deal with something specific that happens that i'm not going to give away. I'll just say you'll be on your toes
Anyway, you can sign up any character you wish here, and please include a weakness. If you want to keep the weakness secret until the battle comes, feel free to PM me. Once I get five or more characters (don't post more than one character in a post, and no posting consecutively. This does, however, mean that if A posts, then B posts 2 minutes later, A can post another character, but if no one posts after A, A must wait an hour to post another character) i'll post the thread. This doesn't mean you can't sign up anymore, however! I'll be starting things in such a way that anyone can jump in.
Now, let's git to it!
Oh, before i forget: no god moding, no god characters, no convenient deus ex machina without consulting the GM (me).
Example: X is pinned down, with Y about to kill him, when suddenly Z smashes through the wall at just the right time! <----would require my OK first.
That's about it! Have fun!)

Name: Asuka Tendo
Alias: Sacred East Wind
Height: 5'2"
Weight: Declined to answer
Measurements: Classified based solely on threats against our beings.
Age: 18
Hair Color: Black
Eye Color: Brown
Ethnicity: Japanese
Appearances: Greatest Story Ever Told, The Agency, Millenium Arena, City of Zombies (yes, that there is a spoiler)
Description: Originally trained as a shinobi by the Tengu clan. Received the cursed blade Rensai and was transfered to Arachnos at the age of twelve. After experimentation with implants, she has attained superhuman reflexes. Originally part of a four member team known as the Wind Widows until they 'disappeared'. At least two of the other members are still alive and active. Asuka is a pure bred assassin, specializing in infiltration and one-on-one combat.

Name: Ryuji Hyoumura
Alias: Too many to list
Height: 5'
Weight: Unknown
Measurements: 'Slender'
Age: Base on his own claims, it is possible he could be as old as five thousand, or as young as one thousand.
Hair Color: White
Eye Color: Light Blue
Ethnicity: Japanese(?)
Appearances: Battle for Tokyo, Millenium Arena, City of Zombies
Description: A short man from Japan who appears to be in his late teens or early twenties, but is, in fact, immortal. His immortality is a curse, however, since he cannot die but he can be sliced up, set on fire, and reduced to atoms and would still come back together (although being reduced to atoms would take about ten years to reassemble) and would have memory of such pain. He has dominion over the solid form of water (ice, duh) and is able to freeze the water within his aura solid. With increased concentration, he can extend his aura out about five meters using an attack known as Frozen Tundra.

Personally i'd be wondering what would be powering these jets. I mean, that's actually the 'android/cyborg problem' isn't it? Does she need to eat? Does she require direct sunlight? Is it a battery?
No matter what it is, discharging that much energy in one direction would have some consequences. How heavy is she? If she's pushing the truck with her arms, what's keeping her body from going flying? The answer to that would, of course, be a counterthrust through her shoulders.
It still creates a problem, one I thought of for a bit and came up with a solution:
Instead of jets, how about magnets? This would solve a few things: You could have them wired to her brain somehow, and have her skeleton covered with them like muscles, so this magnetic force moves the body as well as offers its chief form of strength.
And magnetics aren't JUST restricted to metal. Gravity itself is like a gigantic magnet after all.
Plus it would give the 'No Flight' thing some merit: if she hovers, there's nothing for the magnets to be drawn to. Add to that possessing a human brain wouldn't allow her to make the obscenely high-end calculations needed for superjump.

(OOC: Should probably post some more guidelines and rules first...)

Ah, weaponry!
I'll start small, with my oft-unused Nicholas Sarder.
He carried a weapon I wish they'd add to the game: a single pistol, a modified Desert Eagle called "Harbinger". It's specially designed with electromagnets and, given his power, he doesn't need a battery.

Asuka Tendou's (Sacred East Wind) katana, Rensai, is your typical demon-possessed Katana, except it feeds on demonic energy. The blade is made from steel, but is reinforced by ward spells to keep the demon from escaping.

Reishi's blade Kamui is immensely powerful, as well as being very large. It's about the size of a surfboard, and very sharp with hook-like indentions along the blade. She likes the weapon mostly because it can be dissolved into pure energy (Kamui means "Power of God") and absorbed into her body, increasing her strength, speed, and regenerative abilities. She doesn't use it very often, however, given she prefers to use her fists. The cumbersome size of the blade makes it less than ideal for anything short of slaying giant monsters.

El Guapo Grande's invulnerable underpants. Nuff said.

In the small chance you'd want to use them, my characters are up for grabs...
I was planning on a story involving El Guapo Grande and Santa myself.
Santa being armed with an AK-47 of course

(OOC: forgot one!)

Nicholas Sarder:
Stuck in a cabin with a hot blonde and hordes of undead with a shotgun and a chainsaw to protect himself.
The zombie horde is outmatched.

(OOC: What would my characters do for halloween? Kekekekeke)

Mo & Bin:
*Ding dong*
Mo: Hey Bin get the door.
Bin: Kay
Kids: Trick or Treat!
*Bin comes back to the couch with three bags full of candy, and children can be heard crying and running away.*
Mo: What did you replace their candy with this time?
Bin: Dead Rats.
Mo: You are SUCH an [censored].

El Guapo Grande:
*Arrives at a costume party, sees someone dressed as a demon*
*Ten minutes later, the swat team arrives*
*El Guapo Grande was charged with three counts of assault and battery, one count of lude conduct (labeled as 'Walking around in nothing but his underwear and mask'), fifteen counts of vandalism, and was fined forty dollars for the cost of the handcuffs he broke*

Asuka:
*Asuka was too busy slaying demons that decided to party outside her apartment to answer the question*

Ryuji:
Ryuji: Got any threes?

The trail of bodies behind El Guapo Grande was growing immensely.
Somehow, through sheer force of will (and a bit of swimming) he had made it to Terra Volta, ready to face the Rikti onslaught...

"Well, it looks like we have another fatality, stabbed in the heart, so sad," the coroner said to his assistant, "Oh well, let's weight that brain and call it a day."
The coroner picked up a bonesaw and moved toward Ryuji's head...
"One inch closer and you'll draw back a stub," Ryuji said, his eyes still closed.
"WHAT THE?!" the coroner and assistant exclaimed.
Ryuji sat up and took the sheet off him. If he had a dollar for every morgue he'd ended up in, he could retire to some tropical island and drink pina coladas...
Oh wait, he did that during the 1920s...
"Don't be so shocked. Jeez you stupid doctors never read the profiles of the people you treat do you?" he chided.
"Y-you had a frozen spike sticking through your chest. Your heart was in three different pieces..."
"Three pieces? How long was I out?" Ryuji said, stretching his arms and legs to get the circulation running again.
"Just a few hours," the assistant said, "You had no next of kin so the autopsy went ahead rather quickly..."
"Where's my jacket?" Ryuji demanded.
"All your personal affects are in that locker over there..." the coroner pointed to a small storage locker. Ryuji's coat was hanging on the door.
Striding across the room, he picked up his coat and put it on.
He rummaged through a clothing bin, apparently a lot of people had died today. Which meant more work for him.
He found a pair of tight pants and short brown boots. Together with his coat, he looked like some kind of fashion model...miniaturized.
"Seeya," he said to the still dazed doctors, and left...
Towards the city.
Towards the Rikti.

(OOC: Restrictin yourself to 'EB' 'Boss' 'AV' is kinda borin' )

The Mexican Hat Dance ended and Johnny Cash's 'Ring of Fire' started up.

(OOC: Sorry about my inattentiveness, been busy with midterms, should be movin right along later tonight)

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((By the way, UD threw a Seeker Drone at Guapo. Did it miss? Is he stunned now? Is he just really fast, so it hasn't approched yet?))

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(OOC: I doubt he even noticed. El Guapo Grande is a Fire/SS tanker. When his flames are activated the area close to him is hot enough to melt lesser metals. The fire comes from within his soul, so it doesn't actually burn him but that doesn't mean he doesn't have an innate resistance to fire anyway.
Basically, if it explodes, burns, or generates heat in anyway the same temperature or lower of his own flames closest to his body, then don't expect an effect. Throwing a seeker drone at El Guapo Grande is like throwing a ball of aluminum foil into a campfire.
He's not completely invulnerable but he's damn near close to it. I'll leave it to your imagination to what can and can't hurt him.
A bucket of water doesn't work, since the source of his flames is on a metaphysical level (the flames of his own burning red hot passion)
If you wanna get technical the Fiery Aura set has status protection.
besides he's a comedic character)

(OOC: Just so you guys are clear...Mo is a GIRL, in my first post i mentioned her name was Mona Webber >_<. She has the unique ability to channel the spirit of any musician that has played an instrument she touches. In other words, she plays music as well as the best musician who played the given instrument. For instance, she has a clarinet owned by Kenny G, and a guitar owned by Kurt Cobain.)

Mo opened fire on the nearest zombie. She had done this before, zombie attacks were more frequent since 'Brains R Us' moved in where the comic book shop was before.

El Guapo Grande opened a magnificent can o whoopass on the nearest group of zombies as well. Limbs flew everywhere, heads landed in front of old church ladies, causing them to faint.
Truly, it was both disgusting and magnificent at the same time.
Due to his immense size and strength, El Guapo Grande was able to wield the chainsaw like a machete, increasing his efficiency.
(OOC: If I had known there'd be zombies...i woulda put them in Housewares)

"Aw crap, zombies AGAIN?! That's the third time this week!" Mo said, reaching under the counter and pulling out a chainsaw and sawed-off shotgun, tossing the chainsaw to El Guapo Grande and keeping the shotgun for herself.
On cue, El Guapo Grande turned on a stereo behind the counter loaded with a playlist named 'Zombie Killin' Time!' which included Johnny Cash songs, Drowning Pool, Devil Went Down to Georgia, and other such abstract songs to kill zombies by.
Wiener Shack was, in fact, right across the food court from City of Gyros, so it didn't take long for the duo to close the distance.
Before jumping into the throng of zombies (again), El Guapo Grande erupted in flame, burning away all his clothes except his 'Nacho Libre' boxer shorts, Luchadore mask, and, oddly enough, his tie.
And so, with the Mexican Hat Dance booming over the radio, El Guapo Grande, Manage, and Mo, Associate, jumped into combat...
(OOC: A mall ill-prepared for zombie attacks in a city full of super heroes? bah!)

Ryuji grimaced at the portal.
El Guapo Grande had merely turned around and began running in the direction he had been heading before, his flames were fading, but offered enough protection to get him out of the Rikti base.
Ryuji, however, had a more effective solution that got him out faster.
He manifested an ice spike and drove it through his own heart.
Within seconds his hospital teleporter activated and he was in the local hospital.
He'd be unconscious for a while, but of course this wouldn't kill him.
He didn't know what could.

El Guapo Grande reached the surface and saw the smoke rising from the direction of Terra Volta.
Once more, he headed off to fight evil.
In the opposite direction.