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As the Sky Raiders seperated, Experiment smirked. "Hah! Scared, I see? Well, you should just give up! Maybe I will have merc-- AAH!!!"

The shots hit his right arm as he attempted to spin out of the way, but his gloating distracted him. He went twirling downard, the jets sputtering.

He hit the platform, growling as he flipped onto his feet. He eyed the Wing Raider Captain, and decided that getting the leader down first would at least help some.

However, now, his right arm was completely useless.

He ejected spines from his left arm, and aimed it at the Captain. He fired a poison-tipped spine, aiming to hit the right jet. While it would look like his aim was off to most people, if the spine hit the right jet, it would probably send the Raider spiralling out of control.

Shimmer stood, clearing his throat quietly and beginning to dust himself off.

"Well... That was interesting... I am Dr. Shimmer, and I am confused. 'Lord H'taed,' you say? Interesting name. Would you happen to have seen a slightly annoying person, gives minor headaches a lot? And, in conjunction with that, could you help me destroy him? You know, that'd be greaaaat..."

[Edit: Bah, double post...]

The lance of energy struck the turret, sending it into the lava.

However, had he not done this, he probably would have been completely safe.

"Automated defense systems, online." a grainy, electronic voice spoke from the tower, every available turret turning toward Charles. Rapidly, bolts of energy began firing, aiming directly at the telekinetic user.

Meanwhile, Shimmer rolled his eyes in the blood-filling room. He placed a small device on an elevator door, and stepped back a few feet. Hitting a button, the explosive... Well, exploded would be kind of stupid here... It 'did its duty.' After all, if the door was destroyed, the blood would flow out into the elevator shaft.

The oddest thing about the situation, in Shimmer's mind, however, was that he didn't find the fact that he was waist-high in blood odd.

Which, in itself, sort of makes sense. I mean, if it not being odd is odd, then, obviously, it would be the oddest thing, since it has nothing else odd to go against.

Sure thing, Laz! You can fill in my weakness.

LR: This crystal is amazing... The light has shown me the true power within!

...My answer is yes, Mako...

*Kiss mirror lovingly.*

*Captain Mako walks in to find Recluse's helmet disheveled and his face slightly red.*

CM: ...Are you okay?

LR: Of course, my lo-- I mean, minion. *Ahem.* Minion, of course... Minion.

CM: ...?

Hm...

*Shake-Shake-Shake(That groove thing)*

*Roll*

Name: M4x Pwn4g3r
AT: Dominator
Primary: Gravity
Secondary: Thorny Assault

i r pwnz n00bs ftw and stuff i g0t my powahz froom a super cat that had cool stuff and...

((Really?

...Only 40 hours in a week? You have too much other stuff to do, don'tcha? Seriously... N00b.

Hehe. I love KH II.))

Shimmer glanced around quickly, and sighed. "Well, that was stupid."

Then, as quickly as he had glanced, he pulled his axe from his back. "Okay then, let's get into our next lesson;"

He swung his axe, and let go. A red aura emnated from the tip, sending it into a boomerang of sharp axey-ness. "Filet' Zombi-ion."

Shimmer flew backward, gripping his head in agony.

His teeth began grinding against each other, and he scowled deeply.

"Alright, buddy boy... Time to die."

With that, a glowing light began pulsing in both of his arms, and he dashed forward, arms high above his head, before bringing said arms down with almighty strength upon the shell, hoping to crack it.

((Air Superiority in Shimmer-form. Woo!))

Shimmer recoiled slightly, holding his head with his left hand. He gritted his teeth, but his mind was far beyond normal. He then grinned, pain still evident, as he aimed the axe with his right arm toward the shell of protection around Charles.

The end began glowing with bright light, and several bolts of energy began firing at the shell. "You will die, fool."

The turrets all took aim toward the shield of hardened lava...

...When they were then retracted into the tower as a form in silver and grey battle armour descended, his shimmering head reflecting the fiery light of the lava lake.

He pulled a black and red axe from his back, and struck the shell, attempting to reach Charles inside.

i hve all thiis c00l ammo, but i cant uze it rite awahy becuz thiss gayme is g4y

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*fails to resist commenting on a post of Essex's yet again*

No, she's lying. We're generally snippy, thoughtless jerks. Don't be lulled into a false sense of security! D:

Not only that, but some of us use sarcasm way too much. I'm using its power to live forever. They said there would be side effects, but that's when I killed them.

I seem to be in a good mood today.

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Hal is right. We truly are very mean people, especially to our friends.

...Well, in a way. Just... Don't god-mode or take control of our characters, and we can be nice.

Can be. Note, just because we CAN be nice doesn't mean we WILL. However, if you don't want any harsh reality on a bad post, just hit me up.

Seriously, I can't be mean. It is, like, impossible for me... Unless we find another Darkvapor...

Main Hero: Experiment 2.0

1) Discovers that a teenager with no combat training and a few low-level powers is attempting to follow in their footsteps with a similar outfit and name.

D) Sit him down and, first of all, ask him where he got the cool costume, and second of all, inform him that being a hero, even with super-human abilities, is amazingly dangerous, especially in the teenage years, with a few jokes put in as well.

2) A villain confronts you in the middle of a large crowd of civilians.

A) Try to defeat him quickly enough to avoid collateral damage. Experiment, while a joker, is still a hero. He will avoid hurting innocents in any way he can, even if it means having risk. He can be pretty fast if he wants to.

3) You are on patrol when you hear what sounds like a domestic disturbance from a nearby residence. Screams, crying children, physical combat.

B) Better to bust in and be embarrased than have an innocent hurt. Again, he is a hero. He does NOT consider himself a super hero, unable to stop for the lesser crimes due to the world-threatening crimes. Hell, if I am traveling through Atlas Park in-game and see a purse-snatching, I will stop it.

However, he will stop domestic violence ANY time, which is one of his weak points. Hell, he would stop fighting Messenger or Shimmer if he heard something like that. He swore to protect the innocent, and he will do it, dang it!

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Main Villain: Blind Messenger

1) Has just gotten his hands on a live nuclear weapon. The problems are the fact that the weapon is literally in his hands, and a veritable horde of good guys are seconds from arriving and beating him down. Most importantly, no quick easy means of escape are available.

D) Make it seem, in all appearances, that a hero stopped him just in time, and be arrested, only to be broken out moments later. He may be a villain, but he isn't a COMPLETE murderer. He won't murder innocent people for no reason.

2) You arrive at your latest caper ready to obtain something useful to your purposes. But a hero and villain are already clashing over the goods!

D) Send the Messenger-Clone in to begin taking the item, and then explode in a swirl of ripping darkness. After taking the item, absorb the souls of the annoyances.

3) The Rikti offer you governorship of earth if you help them complete their master plan. Their plan seems likely to work with your help.

A) Warn Earth of the plan, at risk of death. Honestly, he really isn't that bad of a guy, no matter how much he wants people to believe it. His attitude is disgusting, but he still has morals.

0ne at black (lol rasist) jack and then he g0t the 0wn4g3 b4dg3 and...

Experiment gasped, hurling his hands up over his face. A cloud of darkness spread over him, absorbing most of the bullets in the air, but a single bullet penetrated his right hand. "Aah!"

He recoiled, grasping his hand in pain. He growled, and glared upward. "Alrighty then... Let me show you something I like to call 'Spine-sweeper!'"

Spines ejected yet again from his arms, and he took a single, bracing step back. Then, as if in a flash of speed, he leaped forward, spinning and slashing wildly in midair, striking at the estimated position of every Sky Raider he could reach.

((Think 'Ripper' but, you know, fancy and VERY fast.))

butt then gohst widow said 'ur hawt' so they did stuff and now hes bad agin...

so theen he jumpd a nd culd go reelly hi. wen he jumpd, he wuz reelly gud...

"Hey!" Experiment shouted, pulling backward. His jets pushed hard against the platform, sending him into the sky. He spread out his arms, his right covering in spines as he then threw his arm toward the Raiders. The spines on his right arm released, sending poison-tipped spikes at the first Sky Raiders in range.

He then began flying to the side to avoid the inevitable incoming fire. He then flipped yet again, and held his right arm toward the closest Sky Raider that he could hit. "Alrighty then, buddy. How 'bout this... You go down fast, I don't rip your skin apart, and, in response, have a few shotgun shells, explosives, and most likely, a nice whack on the head from a rifle. Win-win situation."

"...Rank up to [censored]." the droid muttered, turning and blasting away from the rocks as quickly as possible. Of course, he was a prototype, and wasn't about to outrun the rocks.

His metal interior blocked the first, while a slight screech followed the second. The first came back around, and the MK unit flipped around. It flew directly at the rocks, spinning inward.

The first few rocks did not follow right away, flying in the original direction. However, the fourth rock smashed head-first into the drone. The bot began falling, quickly realligning as quickly as its A.I. would allow.

It began firing quickly, the blasts bouncing off of the rocks as if nothing.

A blast then sent one of the closest rocks into dust from the tower's turrets.

"Okay then," the mysterious voice spoke from the tower. The crystal inside of the MK III disappeared in a flash of light, sending the drone downward into the river of lava surrounding the tower, causing it to melt like nothing, "I tire of your incessant annoyance."

With that, the four turrets facing toward Charles all moved, and began firing rapid, powered blasts of energy toward the telekinetic. "Die."

"Name?" The assistant asked of the hero stepping toward the door.

"Oh, my name? Heh, funny, just announce me and stuff..." he answered, chuckling, obviously not thinking that this person may not have heard of him.

"Hehe... Funny... Name?"

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"Ladies and gentlemen, put your hands together, for the amazing Experiment 2.0, technological extraordinare and future winner of this-- ...Experiment 2.0!"

"You were supposed to say that last part!" a shout came, before a bright red speck flew into the air, jets blowing blue and red smoke into the air behind him.

A few 'oohs' and 'ahs' aired from the crowd as the hero flipped and spun, sending colourful letters and numbers into the air, spelling out 'Experiment 2.0.'

He then flew high into the air, and threw a few devices into the air. He then shut off his jets, flipped around, and began falling straight down.

Explosions of light of multiple colours followed him down. He activated the jets yet again, pushing him into the air and he spun yet again. He held his head for a second, and threw a few more devices. They continued with the flashes...

...Before one exploded right next to his head, sending sparks into his hair. They set the hair alight, and he began patting it and flinging himself side to side madly.

After a few more seconds, he finally put it out, and sighed.

The crowd was completely silent for a moment, before a shout came from the audience.

"Great job John!"

"Shut UP Jenny!!"

The explosive device, just as the laser blasts, did not affect the drone. It seemed that the bot had a fairly good resistance to every single one of his attacks.

The magma, however...

The MK III bot went flying backward, the force of the blast causing his jets to backfire. However, the resistance to immense heat seemed to affect his under layer of armour.

His outer layer melted away, the fine black and red paint disappearing with it. Below, his body was composed of a glowing, seemingly untouched metal. The pale metal glowed with an inner, blood-red glow.

A floating crystal, held in place by an almost opaque blue forcefield, hung in space in the chest chassis of MK III.

"...You have caused me slight annoyance. New rank promotion. Previous rank: Insignificant maggot. New rank: Maggot with annoying tendancies."

The MK III then burst into the air, lowering his rifle. A large red light began proceeding up the rifle.

A giant burst of energy expelled from the tip of the rifle, the strength of the blow causing what seemed to be a painful recoil had a human been holding the rifle. The drone flipped backward a foot or two, but then proceeded to watch his blast of strengthened energy approach Charles.

((Energy Burst? Nah. Energy Meteor version of Energy Burst? Heck yeah!!!))

The bot grunted in its grainy, technological-yet-old-and-obvious monotone voice, "Do you really think that will destroy me, $target?"

He continued firing, laser after laser missing him by inches. One hit his right arm, phasing out of existance entirely. It seemed that Shimmer's bots were protected from their own technology.

He continued his incessant firing, before a ball of light fired from the rifle.

A photon grenade flew at Charles, composed entirely of energy, and fairly unstable.

Of course, it would not agree with the rocks in that boom-boom was a bad idea.

As the lance of invisible energy, and the lava approached the base, Shimmer's eyes grew small.

"Drat."

The forcefield defended against the physical might of the lava, but the telekinetic energy pierced it like a bubble, ripping right through and striking the base head-on.

Several Protector drones approached the damaged area from the air, hitting it with healing energy.

Meanwhile, Shimmer was tapping repeatedly on his chair's keyboard. "Alrighty then, buddy... Let's see how you fare now..."

The largest port on the base began opening, about double the size of an average highly-paid basketball player on growth hormones, and a similarly sized robot flew out, red and black in colour.

A large laser-rifle appeared in its hands, and it aimed quickly.

"The Assault Prototype MK III Advanced Version is prepared for battle with the unknown assailant. Beginning first assault."

With those words, the MK III fired rapidly the energy blaster bolts toward Charles, keeping his aim relatively steady.

((Y'know that mech I currently use in place of the real Shimmer ingame? Tada!

Talking of which, you may notice it says Prototype and Advanced in the same section? It is meant to contradict. I am not THAT stupid...

<.<
>.>

Or so I like to believe.))