Prodiguy

Experiment turned, his eyes completely cold and emotionless for a split second, before just becoming filled with rage. He stormed toward the other child quickly.
"That is no fu- That is absolutely no proper way to talk to Essex! I know she is cute, I know she is smart, and I definately know she is helpful! I never said she wasn't! But you acting as if she isn't your child-minder or something is slightly disturbing!"

Experiment performed the usual 'double-take' when he saw something unexpected. However, he then facepalmed. "...Oh god... You are here too... Now we have even MORE problems to deal with... NOT including whatever that sound is!"

*CRASH*

"Seriously, there is always a giant sounding sound, on any villain's 'secret' island--"

*CRASH*

"--And it always ends up to be completely--"

*SMASH*
A huge creature, seemingly based off of Godzilla, suddenly pushed itself from below a dense canopy of trees, glaring down at 2.0.

"--...Harmless?"

2.0 raised an eyebrow, not only at the startled TacOps, but mainly the door. "Hmm... Odd. I don't think a hero would rip the door off the hinges like this unless it was securely locked and they thought there was something important in here..."

He stood, counting off his fingers. "So, one of three things happened; One, the hero knew something was in here, and that he had to get in. Understandable, but why would they do so without proper investigation? Two, it is no hero, and they are just here to mess things up, or three, the person who killed Ian's father is still here."

2.0 sighed, walking past the doorway. "Eh, I guess only one way to find out..."

Experiment flew forward, waving for the others to follow. "Come on! Once we get to the shore, it shouldn't be too hard to find the way to-"

*CRASH*
*SMASH*

"...Okay, what the hell was that?" he muttered, landing softly on the ground as the noises approached the area. In the distance, trees could be seen either flying into the air, or being smashed down, heading toward where 2.0 had just landed.

"...Oh christ."

The figure slumped in his seat. He spoke into the announcer calmly. "That was depressing. Overkill much, huh guys?"

Meanwhile, the turrets fired relentlessly at Hal's Phantasm and Workout, every blast missing by inches. However, it seemed as though they were missing on purpose.

One turret popped out of a secreted area in the trees, firing at the rest of the heroes and villains that had come with Experiment. 2.0 moved out of the way of the blast rather easily. "Okay, people... Shall we get moving?"

2.0 quickly walked up behind Shiro, and smacked him on the back of the head.

"Be more respectful. I swear, you keep calling Miss Essex sweetheart, and I will be veeeewy angwy..."

Mini-E looked from side to side quickly, before stuttering out the next part. "B.. Because, uh... Because, she is helpful, and tries hard to make sure we aren't hurt, and uh... You should give her more respect and... Uh..." He performed the 'shifty-eyes' again, and dashed off.

2.0 frowned at first, then shrugged. "Eh, less people talking to me, more I can figure out." he muttered, retreating back down the stairs. He had little idea of where to go, so decided to walk back outside and think from there.

As he stepped through the doors, he tried to remember where the armoured hero had gone earlier. "...Something about a lab... I think it was this way..." he quietly informed himself, following the route that he had seen on the map.

A small drone fired from the base in a cannon-fired capsule. It streaked toward Kaos, slamming into the ground, and unpacking automatically.

"No, I do not think so." The drone aimed at Kaos with its blaster arm. "Please leave my island."

Experiment didn't know what to do. He wanted to comfort the girl, but then, he didn't want people to think he was a softy.

"Oh, screw them."

2.0 shook his head, smiling. "No problem. You COULD avoid falling over more though, couldn't you?"

((...It is easy to tell who Archlich is because of how he acts? Kidding, editing.))

"Oh no you don't! Get back here!" 2.0 started off after the map-holder, but thought better of it. However, on the way back, 2.0 was muttering something about him being the one wanting to go to the lab.

[ QUOTE ]
This isn't the exact song, but it's pretty close.

Fragments of Sorrow

Like I said, not the exact thing I had in mind, but really seems to fit it.

[/ QUOTE ]

Okay, this has been bugging me. What is that music from? I remember it from a game or movie, but I can't remember what...

"Well, he sure looked like Mr. Pleasant-chirpy, didn't he?" commented 2.0, who had proceeded to stalk up behind the others. "So, uh... What exactly is going on?"

2.0 simply sighed. "Thanks..." he stepped in, admiring the area. "...Okay, this is much more impressive."

John looked around the area, catching a glance at something orange. "...Who wears orange? Most likely a girl... She is pretty short thou- Oh." 2.0 smacked his head. "Duh."

A drone proceeded to fly under the flyers, directly to the destroyed android. Picking it up, as well as the seperated arms, legs, and needed pieces of the head, it started back in the direction of the island, ignoring everyone else.

Meanwhile, the turrets proceeded to fire at Hal, missing by far because of the Phantasm.

"Ugh... Useless turrets... I swear, I don't know why I have those things... All they do is waste money." came the voice, seemingly bored, "Oh well. I suppose they keep you people a little busy."

One of the turrets were hit by a blast of light, sending the grenade it was about to fire back into it, therefore blowing the thing up.

"...Hm. Nice shot, Hal." muttered 2.0.

Experiment rose from the water, soaking wet. "Okay, Hal, you wanna go ahead and tell us if it is safe?"

However, they soon found out. As Workout Man neared the island, three turret emplacements, cloaked from view, became easy to see, and fired at the hero with all types of weaponry, mainly missiles and energy blasts, but also a flamethrower or two.

"...I think the 'disappear zone' just got passed."

Experiment almost struck out at the bot as it neared him. "Uh... Yes... I got a..." 2.0 rubbed his right ear in pain, "Message to come here. Something about some kind of magically powered, technologically made drone thing?"

2.0 glanced around, sighing. "However, from the looks of things, there is no presentation, and something went wrong..."

((...Hehe... Nope... However, not far from the 'disappear point', so... Who knows, eh?

That is correct. I do. Brownie points to you!))

2.0 stuck his fingers in his ears to quiet the screaming. He turned lazily toward where the noise had come from, and frowned when he saw the child slide in. He took his fingers out of his ears, sighing heavily.

"...Doofus." he muttered, walking over slowly. He took a tissue from his pocket, and handed it to the girl as he started pulling on her arm to help her up. "...Clumsy..."

((OOC: [ QUOTE ]
The spells were flawless, the cage resistant to acid, and unharmed by the plastic swords. A quartet of glowing letters suddenly appeared on the inside of the cage and started ticking down from 10:00.

[/ QUOTE ] Letters, Khell. Letters?))

2.0 turned toward the cage, frowning. "He couldn't possibly... No... No child-care guy person would actually BLOW UP the children they are caring for... Right Miss Essex? This 'Arkleek' guy wouldn't do that... Right?"

((Edit: Heh, where would you be without us Khell?))

*Poink*

"...You're dessssspicable..."

A man wearing black sunglasses, as well as a similarly coloured trench coat, stepped through the doorway. He glanced around as he walked through the entrance slowly, simply looking around. "Hm. Nice place, I suppose... I could probably build better..." muttered John Ballard as he held his ear in slight pain.

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Earlier....
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Experiment worked on some stereo equipment he had created for his latest stage performance, now that he had finished his daily work. He adjusted one of the knobs, when Kevin surprised him from behind. "Hey! E! How the heck does this thing work?!" he called over to his boss, which caused John to accidently push the knob all the way up to full. A low humming was heard as Ballard turned.

"You know, Kev, you really shouldn't mess with the Mark I. Last time I tried playing it, I went deaf for a week. Don't touch it."

"Fine, fine..." came a muttered reply, as he softly placed the guitar back down.

However, 2.0 then proceeded to plug his PDA into the stereo to test the sound, forgetting the volume, and a huge blast of sound blew him backward, sliding him across the stage. "Oh... Holy toa- No! No, I will not say anything relating to baked bread!"

The message had played, but Kevin had needed to record it, and play it back to John after his deafness had gone.
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John stuck his head into the main room, looking at the stairs inquiringly. "Uhm... Hello...?"

*Poink*

*Grumble*

"You know, it could be that I am not a suck up, but actually CAN cook. I know recipes from Greece, Rome, and, of course, Britain. However, I am sure you would be much more intewest- Interested in simply firing nerf darts at meh, wight?"

OMG! H4X!11111!!11!1!

((...Uh... The Mark I is kind of... Dead already. What with the limbs and head exploding and stuffz...))