TeChameleon

Nonononnono!!!

NO sense of style at all;

*duct tapes Stormpsych to the wall and then duct tapes two blowtorches to his ears*

*turns on blowtorches and nods with satisfaction*

See, that's how it's done. With lots of duct tape.

*rezzes*

*steals "10001 ways to Kill"*

*flips to the last page*

Huh... whattaya know? Let's try this...

*drops book on Chaotic96*

*splat!*

Muwahaha...

((*grin*... be prepared for absolutely epic levels of fail when Bang tries to drive Horowitz nuts... *evilgrin*))

((I'm quite determined to jam Jager Horowitz in someplace... he's just too much fun to play (and the accent is awesomely fun to write), and his ongoing quest to return to the Girl Genius Universe allows him to pop up in all sorts of odd places))

Energon X shrugged indifferently. "Wherever they are, it's gonna be interesting to see how many I can blow to wisps of greasy smo..." he started to say, before being interrupted by a heavy thud from the other side of one of the mini-mountain promontories sticking out of the floating Shardstone the small band of would-be world saviours now stood on.

The Blaster groaned. "It's him. Don't ask me why, or how I know, but it's him." In confirmation, a decidedly unsteady-looking Overseer wobbled into view. Dangling upside down with one ankle clamped firmly in its 'jaws', a stunned Brute in each hand, and outrageous hat somehow clinging to his inverted head, Jager Horowitz called a cheerful greeting to the group. "Hoy! Hyu know, I don't tink dis iz de vay to Castle Vulfenbach after all... de hexperiment seemz to have been a failure." He gave an upside-down shrug and bashed the Brutes together a few more times, then with a twist and mighty downward (upward?) smash, splatted the Overseer between the two of them. All three vanished with a twist of Shard energies, and the Jager dropped on his head in front of them.

"Ow. Vell, at least they have goot fights in dis veird place. Do any of hyu know de vay out? Or at least to more of dese fonny leetle things vit de jaws on deir eyelids so I can sqvish them? I'ze hoping to make de bog pie out of dem, but they keep disappearing..." His enthusiastic voice trailed off as he became aware of Energon X' incandescent glare trained unwaveringly on him.

Finally, he burst out defensively, "Vat!? De polize found de pieces, und hyu got hyur eyebrows back, und I got dot Nun some new clothez, und I deed pay for de valls... and de ceiling... and de odder building... und de statue..." He trailed off, muttering, as the Blaster continued to stare unblinkingly.

Finally, Energon X shook his head and mumbled "I suppose one idiot more doesn't make much difference..." The Jager gave a large, extremely toothy grin, and fell in alongside the group.

Energon X raised an eyebrow at Faathim. "Clowns, lunatics and bombs that think they are men... and we're going to save the world?" He shrugged. "Still, you work with what you've got, neh?" he added with a hint of black humour.

He turned and flew for the exit, touching down in the outer ring and blurring for the exit of the Chantry. "Hey Bladewing... how many do you think I'll get if I just cut loose and go off bang in the middle of the Storm Palace?" the Blaster called. "Er... the rest of you may want to stand back a little when I try that." E-X commented. Then he added, with a distinct trace of an evil grin in his synthetic voice "Half a mile or so ought to do it."

*rez*

*stuffs atomic furnace into Entropy_Aegis*

*points and laughs at the resulting... uhm... "explosion"*

... emo cannon?

Gah, I can't put my hair like that, I don't have enough left!

*runs out and buys a wig, then mopes about having to buy a wig*

Hmm... y'know, I'm really not sure if it's even possible for my poetry to get much worse...

*exposes Build to some of his poetry from before, then some of his emo poetry*

*Build's ears crawl into his skull to try and get away after his eyeballs have exploded, and the resulting brain damage kills him*

... yeah, didn't think so.

*throws wig away and laughs maniacally*

*leaps into thread holding a sonic screwdriver in a threatening manner*

*looks at HellSpite's broken body*

Well, crap. Now what am I supposed to do with this?

*shrugs and zaps Chaotic96 a good one*

Energon X gave an indifferent, one-shouldered shrug. "I always expected to check out while wearing the cape. This is as good a way as any." He rolled his head about, cracking his neck as he stretched, then paused, turning his blazing glare on Bang. "You. Masked Git. If it comes down to it, at the end? I want you to break my mind. With it will go the last checks on my power, and the protoverse that I am a portal to will break forth and erase this dimension as if it had never been."

The Blaster paused, and when he spoke again, there was a hint of a bitter smile in his voice. "You would be in your element there, trickster. It is the purest of chaos, raw energy at its rawest." He hovered in place and assumed the lotus position, marhsalling his energies. "And for the record, I want that twisted [censored], Uuralur the Mirror. I've had one Reflection too many." Blue light snapped on around him, radiance with a lethal edge to it, but controlled, tentacles spiralling around in a fearsome vortex.

Energon X shook his head. "You lot are all utterly starkers." He glanced around, and let loose another dazzling wave of energy, obliterating dozens of Rularuu in a single titanic blaze of glory. "Have to admit, though, you can certainly pick 'em. Target rich environment like this, in a tiny space? There's another name for this kind of thing." He upped the pressure, two stroboscopic beams of blue-white power stabbing out and vaporizing Soldiers of Rularuu in tens, then hundreds as he swept them around like the world's most lethal searchlight.

"Blaster paradise."

Target Lad made a half-hearted attempt to fade into the shadows, but as he was wearing a (mostly) clean, bright white t-shirt, it wasn't working too well. He did, however, position himself so that if anyone did jump him, they would be leaving their backs exposed to Tegra.

Then he shrugged. "I have a few friends and relatives who can bring the thunder, but unfortunately, they're all on 'Primal Earth', and I don't have any way of getting in touch with them."

He took flight again, rising a little to assume the lotus position in midair. "Nothing like a little yogic flying to take your mind off things..." he muttered to himself, sounding amused, although it was anyone's guess as to exactly what the joke was.

No, there aren't...

*drops Chaotic's entire infinite supply of banjos onto Chaotic's head, squashing him flat, and then sets the whole mess on fire*

So... we have a fair number of experienced RPers here, and I'm sure that at least some of you have had the odd experience of having a character completely jump the rails and develop naturally in a wildly different direction than you expected, to the point that you're wondering just who's in charge here.

So, considering that... I was just wondering- what's the fastest you've had a character hop the tracks and go wandering off in a direction you really hadn't planned? For me, on the CoH boards, it would have to be Target Lad, who was originally simply a sly nudge-nudge wink-wink at the "Robin, the Boy Hostage!" era of barely-teen sidekicks. By the time I started posting with him, he had become aware of his position as the "Hey, listen, you wear this brilliantly-coloured costume and go stand in the brightly-lit open while I wear all dark colours and hide in these convenient all-concealing shadows while we wait for the villain" kid, and, while not able to do a lot about it, sarcastically resented it.

But the grand bull-moose winner for me would have to be one on another board that spun wildly out of control to the point that he barely resembled the original concept... during the writing of his bio.

He was originally intended to be a rather grim character, unhappy with his lot and fighting the system as an air pirate in a dystopian future- somewhat akin to Rick Blaine in Casablanca in personality. By the time his bio was done, he had mutated into a deranged, hyperactive pastiche of Don Karnage, Max Sterling, Captain Jack Sparrow, human-form Greebo, and even a bit of Miles Vorkosigan, completely batty and considerable fun to write. Kind of a shame that the RP site I played him on closed down so quickly, and that I haven't been able to wedge him in anyplace else :/

*grabs Perfect_Pain*

*pokes her apart fourth-dimensionally so that different parts of her body are moving at different speeds in time*

*points and laughs as she comes apart in the world's strangest-looking puree explosion*

*then takes away Chaotic96' banjo and makes him eat it so the noise will stop*

Energon X stared at the giant apparition, then shuddered. "As frightening as this sounds, that's not our biggest problem." He pointed, and a section of the city shimmered and vanished, replaced by a section of unearthly ground, blood-red water flowing eternally from a spring to vanish in some unimaginable dimensional transference. City Hall went next, this time fading in a slow ripple beginning at Rularuu's feet.

The Blaster stared, momentarily forgetting his Rikti compatriot. "It's slow... Portal Corp is undoubtedly turning their full resources to jamming him... but he's reassembling his own world... here." Another section of city faded gently away, unleashing still more minions of Rularuu as the titan bellowed again.

Below, the Soldiers of Rularuu were prevailing as first the Rikti, then the heroes, succumbed to disorientation and panic. Heroes fell and vanished in wild distortions as the mediporters fought the raw dimensional energies being pumped into Atlas Park. The Blaster turned away for a moment, subvocalizing, then turned again. "Concurrence: War Walls: barrier: Rularuu: temporary solution?" he asked his Rikti companion. She stared at him, great black eyes reflecting hard blue radiance. The blaster was glowing blindingly, even in the brilliant combined light of the sun and the strange, directionless light of the Shadow Shard. Then K'ss'ndreh nodded, slowly. "Rikti Technology: superiour." she acknowledged. "Human modifications... adequate." the Communications Officer added grudgingly. Energon X made a strange vocoder noise that could have been an amused snort, then glared. Some bright soul had managed to implement a flying wedge of heroes, dozens of brilliantly-spandexed forms hurtling at the towering form of Rularuu.

"Option: untenable." K'ss'ndreh commented as the Blaster winced. A soundless flash, and the entire lot of heroes, many wielding vast power, simply vanished.

The Freedom Phalanx was next- joined quickly by Energon X, who simply flashed his reserve membership at Statesman and joined their formation. Other heroes... the upper echelons of a dozen dozen supergroups, an assemblage of power that could shatter worlds... joined in, each one flashing the badge briefly, soaring the strangely-hued skies or blurring along beneath... then paused.

The Heavy Troopship Energon X had noticed earlier moved into position, flanked by twenty-four of its brethren, nearly a hundred Heavy Assault Suits, and more Drones than could easily be counted, even by the lightning-fast Blaster using the computer assistance in his suit. The air was so thick with plasma bursts that even the limitless hordes of Rularuu were being driven back, blasted back to their own weird netherworld or simply slain outright. Rularuu himself ignored them utterly, apparently husbanding his energies to finish the transferral of worlds. The Heavy Assault Ships moved into position, jealously guarded by their escort of Heavies and Drones.. and, with an amplified roar of "This prey: MINE!", commenced a bombardment that had liquified the rock beneath Rularuu's feet within seconds.

In the meantime, both the Rikti homeworld and the technicians aboard the ships themselves worked feverishly, and Rularuu's barrier shimmered, shuddered... and shattered, causing the titan to take notice of his alien attackers for the first time... just in time to catch The Honoree's unstoppable fist with the point of his chin. Rularuu staggered back... into a terrible slash by U'kon G'rai's fearsome sword, the massive Rikti so huge he nearly reached Rularuu's waist. Rularuu staggered again, as H'ro'dotz himself entered the fray, the Four Riders at his side.

The Honoree and U'kon G'rai struck as one, driving Rularuu to one knee, as the stunned heroes shook off their shock and roared in, an unstoppable tidal wave of brilliant colour, the very fabric of time and space warping with the sheer volume of power on display. Energon X himself was a newborn star, his powers reacting to the horrific dimension-altering energies of Rularuu, a beam of energy so intense that building faces twenty yards away were slagging linking him with his titanic foe as the Ravager sank further.

Then... over the thunder of combat, a greater thunder. Rularuu was on his knees, his shoulders heaving, as he... laughed?

The aspects of Rularuu... Ruladak the Strong, Chularn the Slave Lord, Kuularth the Scavenger, Aloore the Watcher, and Uuralur the Mirror stepped out from behind nothingness, a single stride spanning dimensions as the barriers, weakened by the fathomless power wielded against Rularuu the Ravager, gave way before them. A blurred instant, and Rularuu was whole again; missing only were Faathim the Kind and Lanaru the Mad, Faathim for his own reasons and Lanaru lost in his own derangement.

Another rumbling laugh, and the Ravager completed the transformation with a wave of his arm, banishing hero, civilian, villain and Rikti alike as the reborn Shadow Shard swept out like a wave... to crash against the War Walls with a thunderous clap of white noise and a blaze of random energies. Temporarily stymied, Rularuu turned his attentions to Atlas Park, forming it into a suitable throne for himself while he regathered his energies after the beating he had sustained at the combined hands of the Rikti and the Heroes.

Energon X awoke on a rooftop and stared around, baffled. Atlas Park seemed to be all there... floating on Earth-ified Shadow Shard stones. "Sensations: present: improved?" a sarcastic Rikti voice asked, and he rolled his eyes back, not bothering to move his head, to glare upside down at K'ssn'dreh. "Oh yes. I feel much better now." he sniped back at her.

*taps Chaotic on the shoulder from behind*

Ehhh, What's up, Doc?

*produces huge wooden mallet from nowhere and mashes Chaotic flat, then sticks dynamite in his ears, nose, and mouth, running away as the world goes *BOOOM!* behind him*

So, did they deliver it twenty seconds after you dropped the letter into the mailbox?

*drops anvils on both Chaotic and Darkvapour*

Too violent for the kiddies? When's the last time you visited the Looney Tunes end of town?

*drops a piano filled with dynamite on Darkvapour*

*KABOOM!*

And that's how we do things in MY neighbourhood.





...

What? You mean I'm not supposed to live in Toontown?

*steals blackhole and slips it into Chaotic96' coffee*

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cya

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No, no you won't.

*headless TeChameleon grabs Perfect_Pain on their way back to the Isles and drags them underwater*

*thrashing, bubbles*

*some blood surfaces, then Pain's corpse*

"Under other circumstances, it would be nice to meet you both. Right now, standing in the ruins of a 'civilization' built to spec by the King of Brass, I'm not so sure anything counts as nice." the boy commented. Then he raised a cynical eyebrow. "Nothing but a target? Why should now be any different?" He shrugged. "I'm happy to hang with you guys, but I wasn't kidding when I said I seem to be the perpetual butt of some of the universe' nastier jokes. My luck just seems to run that way, and those around me tend to get caught up in it."

He rose smoothly into the air and soared after Tegra, catching up with him easily and then matching his pace so that he was slightly behind the Shadow. Then he glanced back at Nanospectre. "If others from my world... Primal Earth? Eesh, we are an egotistical lot, aren't we?.. have been here, that's good... means there's at least a chance that I'll be able to get home."

((Oh... Uhm, Briggs? Kheldragon/Dragontastic grabbed Horowitz by the collar before he made it to you, so he didn't actually get outside.

Of course, she promptly dropped him in disgust when he started flirting with her, but what can you do?

Also, I'm not sure I want to go charging ahead with the RP until we deal with our troll infestation. Aggravating that a single troll can be an infestation all by their tiny-brained little self, but again, what can you do?))

A roaring blast of power blew chunks out of one of the floating islands, inadvertently burying several luckless Rularuu as they were smashed out of their own flight paths to plummet to whatever doom awaited them in the infinite depths of the Shard as Energon X' aim was thrown off by Bang scrambling all over him.

His only reaction was a dry "I appear to have a monkey on my back... side." he finished as he glanced down at himself. Then their comments registered with him. "Buy booze for you jokers? I don't think so."

A wave of his arm, a spectacular cascade of ravening energy, and a blue-and-purple blur through the opening thus created as the Blaster brought his phenomenal speed into play, and Energon X was fading from view inside the opening, calmly re-cloaking himself. "Oh... and if you've scrambled any of my systems, you little masked git, I'll be sure to give you a nice big hug before I go off in the explosion that'll make whatever destroyed this planet look like a damp squib." he added as an afterthought to Bang.

Time and space themselves are my playthings!

*tears reality in half*

*throws Entropy out through the rip in the middle*

*sews reality back together seamlessly*

*points and laughs as Entropy_Aegis suffers total and complete (but not especially spontaneous, since I did it) reality failure*