TeChameleon

((Eh... they have their share of childish idiots, just like anywhere else. However theirs apparently feel the need to make life miserable for everyone else for reasons that are unclear.))

*rezzes*

Pfft, my Plasma Cannon is better.

*points Plasma Cannon at Luminous_Star*

See?

*Plasma Cannon goes "Ominous Hummmmmm"*

*fires*

Hey look! A Luminous_Star outline on the wall!

... Vega? From Street Fighter? And you tried to use GIRLY charms on him?

*snicker*

*shrug* Oh well.

*gets sliced*

*rezzes*

*boots Vega into orbit, then points and laughs as his orbit decays and he craters on top of Luminous_Star*

As I have commented elsewhere in this thread, I have decided that here, the laws of physics are something that happen to other people.

*rezzes*

Sailor Moon?!?

Only one thing will save us now!

*releases unstoppable horde of genetically engineered singing Barney clones into the thread*

*points and laughs as most everyone's heads explode*

Now, while she's distracted...

*sics Hamtaro-clone-with-poison-glands-and-a-fatal-bite on Pretty Soldier Luminous_Star*

Someone say Tenchi Muyo?

*summons Ryo Oki in Cabbit form*

*feeds it to Build*

*orders it to transform into spaceship form, then points and laughs as Build's 'meal' grows to the size of a barn inside him*

*then, for good measure, uses Ryo Oki's weaponry to blow Luminous_Star up*

The two were interrupted by a flare of blinding white light and a cloud of dust and smoke.

As their eyes and the air cleared, the sound of someone roundly cursing something called "Portal Corporation" with quite astonishing creativity and invention became gradually audible. The owner of the youthful voice questioned the provenance of the builders of whatever device he blamed for bringing him to this plane, their intellect, work ethic, hygiene, emotional stability, and worked his way back several generations before moving on to those who had manufactured the parts of the machine and doing the same, eventually switching to several other languages to do much the same.

Eventually, the air cleared enough to reveal a startlingly young (around thirteen) figure, clad in blue jeans, sneakers, and a t-shirt with a large bulls-eye painted on it, and holding some kind of high-tech device. He prodded it with an angry finger, and caused it to produce a dispirited sort of "Bloop" noise.

With a shout of anger, he hurled it into the air, blurringly produced a bow with arrow nocked and shot it to pieces, at least six arrows slapping through the tough casing before it burst apart in a shower of sparks. Then he glared challengingly at Nanospectre and the figure in black. "Oh, what are you looking at?!?" he snapped disgustedly

Then he glared around at the ruined city. "Great. So what hellhole did I land in this time?" He looked a little more closely, and groaned. "Aw, not that..." his voice changed, deepening slightly and taking on an extremely bad fake Germanic accent "... Prussian Prince of Automatons..." his voice returned to normal "jerk. Least it looks like he didn't manage to hold on here, although I'm not sure this is an improvement." he finished with a wave of his bow arm.

He glanced back at the other two, who were giving him very odd looks, and offered a brittle smile and sarcastic bow. "Target Lad, 'heroic' archer and perpetual butt of the universe' less pleasant jokes, at your service."

A region of apparently-empty space in the midst of a dense cloud of Rularuu blossomed with a pinpoint of blue light, then detonated in spectacular roar of light and noise. Energon X reappeared in a cloud of blue light as he snapped open a capsule of concentrated Boron Radiation, restoring his energy levels rapidly even as his cloak failed temporarily.

"One move, one hundred and sixty-nine." he commented mildly ((Haha, take THAT, AoE cap!)). "You're looking well, Kaega... or at least as much as you ever do. Dax." he nodded. He perched on a convenient floating rock, resting for a moment, then caught sight of Bang and frankly stared.

After a moment, he winced and grunted "Magic... feh." as his senses fought themselves, mostly reporting that the newcomer was a hole in space, a moving spot of emptiness wearing a mask. He glanced around, and his brow furrowed further as he almost casually obliterated a Noble Brute with a bolt of blue-white radiance. The others didn't seem to be taking much notice, but his Nova had blown away not only the Soldiers of Rularuu, but seemed to have somehow destabilized the energies of the zone itself, tiny crackling arcs of nothingness grounding themselves on the floating rocks and warring with distortions in space barely visible out of the corner of the eye.

He shrugged. Even if whatever this was was going to kill them, there were a lot of things in the immediate area that were making a spirited attempt to kill them in a much more immediate fashion. Energon X returned his attention to the battle, incandescent blades of blue-white fire carving the Shard's perpetual twilight into slivers of noonday as Soldiers of Rularuu fell in droves.

*climbs into imaginary invisible car*

*runs over Build at 80 mph*

*comes back to look at the tire tracks on Build's corpse*

Never underestimate the power of a runaway imagination!

((Ack... okay, tonight I'm going to get a bit more done on this))

Energon X looked askance at his captive(?) as he flew them down to a rooftop that hadn't yet been engulfed in the three-way battle over Atlas Park. He set K'ss'ndreh down gently and touched down lightly next to her, noting that she had stumbled a bit before regaining her balance. Odd... guess the Rikti, for all their fearsome psionic ability, haven't raised up a lot of flyers

He pondered for a moment, trying to figure out the Rikti-speak phrasing of his answer- while he was aware it wasn't strictly necessary, it was an interesting mental excercise and helped make communication with the 'aliens' clearer. Finally, he said "Accusations: Lord Nemesis: Truth. War basis: false." "Then: War Lineage: Insane." K'ss'ndreh said flatly.

The two gazed silently over the battlefield. "Larger problems: apparently: we have." the Rikti Comms Officer added drily. The Blaster just nodded, too distracted to formulate a reply. Abruptly, he roused. "Query: psionic training: posessed of?" It was the Rikti's turn to look at him askance, but she nodded and replied "Posession: psionic training: acknowledged. Promotion: seeking." she added with a hint of dark humour.

Energon X nodded sharply. "Preparations: begin." he said simply. Scanning the skies, he spotted a lone Overseer and casually raised an arm, pegging it with a Sniper Blast. The eyeball wobbled, dropping sharply before recovering control and shooting towards the pair, toothed eyelid agape in a fearsome stare. "Hunt. Kill. Roo..." it bellowed before Energon X interrupted it with a "Yaaaaah, SHADDAP!" and a double-fisted Total Focus that made... well, it only had one eye, so they couldn't cross, but it gave the distinct impression that it would have liked to have been able to go crosseyed. It wobbled at an angle, and E-X snapped "Intentions: read. Quickly!" to his Rikti cohort.

K'ss'ndreh's eyes went a bit unfocussed as she concentrated, then the colour drained from her skin as she blanched with shock. "Lateness: excessive..." she whispered as a bellow was heard from the centre of the city...

Still rattled by nearly turning the island (and potentially a sizeable chunk of North America... possibly even part of Europe) into glowing dust, Energon X reacted... irritably. "Would you prefer to have been reduced to monatomic dust, then? Because that was pretty much the only other option." he snapped back.

"And the portal was already there, I just reopened it... [censored]..." he added in a muttered undertone. Speaking of the portal... the Blaster eyed it uneasily. "It's starting to look a little ragged around the edges. We don't have much time." He turned to look at Kuro, but was distracted by Horowitz, still dangling from Dragon's grip.

"Voohoo! Keep it up vit de rough stuff, dohlink. Dat iz de vay de Jagerkin like it. Ve'z vell educated in de vays of luff... and such a luffly smile, to go vit it..." the Jager yelled enthusiastically, Kuro not even being acknowledged. Of course, should he prove hostile... well, for a Jager, a fight was even more fun than flirting.

*rezzes*

Sometimes the old ways are best...

*lights Chaotic on fire...*

*... with White Phosphorous.*

*points and laughs as he runs around screaming and eventually explodes*

Huh... wonder what he's been eating to make him explode like that?

((Uh... Build? Energon X is there with Bladewing as well- I mean, right in plain sight. Should I just assume that you didn't notice him since he was running his cloak (as is his habit... and mine, in-game ), or will you edit your posts to acknowledge him?))

((EDIT- Also, is this happening before or after the Night at the Pocket D thread? Would Kaega and E-X already have met? Oh- and is there anything odd about the Jester along any of the energy spectrums? E-X 'sees' them, so if he's got some kind of massive extradimensional energy form or something, E-X' going to do a bit of a doubletake))

...

*bites Chaotic's nose off and spits it into his face with enough force to kill him*

HAH! Take that!

*tips over onto his face*

*muffled* Well, bugger.

Energon X shrugged, somehow making it known even through the commlink as he flew rapidly through the weird air of the Shard. "Not much happening dirtside- they really have no idea what's happening in here." He paused. "If it comes down to it, I have no idea what's happening in here. What's going on, anyways?"

Another pause. "Actually, don't bother answering that. I picked up so much energy from that little D-jaunt that I'm about to explode... well, even more so than usual, anyways." The Blaster sounded oddly relaxed, even jaunty, when considering that there was a good chance that they were stuck in the Shard permanently... until you thought about it for a moment. Even unleashing the full potential of his phenomenal powers, there was virtually no chance of harming an innocent, here on the far outskirts of the dimensional wastelands of the Shadow Shard.

Here, he could relax his steel-hard control, and not have to worry about killing anyone other than himself. And, one supposes, rather a lot of Rularuu's minions.

"Let's go find Faathim and have a little chat with him." Energon X ordered as he approached the Scrapper, sounding almost as eager for a fight as Bladewing usually was. He let loose a scintillating blast of blue-white power over his compatriot's shoulder, punching a neat hole in a Watcher that had been sneaking up on Bladewing and making a satisfied noise as the thing shimmered out of existence. He flew forwards again, leaving a brief odd, wavering trail as the Shard itself distorted around him.

"Coming?"

"There is no such thing as overkill, only 'open fire' and 'reload'."

*gets heavy plasma cannon that goes "Ominous Hummmmm" and points it in Chaotic96 and Build's general direction*

*opens fire*

*reloads*

*continues firing*

*reloads*

*continues firing*

*reloads*

*continues firing*

*stops*

Well, everything in front of me is a sort of odd triangular glass-walled crater twenty feet deep... I think I got 'em.

*pops out of Build's ribcage, chestburster-style*

Ew. I can see why Xenomorphs are always so cranky. That was nasty.

((How about a continuation of the action?))

A scintillating whine, more felt with the teeth than heard with the ears could be heard over Horowitz' grumbling of "Yah, hyu better run, hyu schtupid..." as he dusted himself off.

Energon X, his power building for one horrific lance of exotic energy to turn Xabu's head into glowing shards, abruptly found himself without anywhere to direct those energies without endangering his companions. Casting about desperately, he spotted the faint residue of Xabu's cross-dimensional escape route, and simply dumped power into it.

Impossible energies conflicted, refracted, fed off one another... and formed a shimmering, half-stable portal. "... ow." the Blaster managed, breathing raggedly, his chest heaving spasmodically. "I don't know where this leads, but the odds are very good that wherever it goes, that's where Xabu went. Anyone feel like paying the Huskies a visit?"

The roaring of the portal shook the already-destabilized building, sending sheets of dust and warning chunks of ceiling cascading down. "Hy save hyu, dohlink!" Jager Horowitz yelled, making a spirited attempt to sweep Lt. Briggs off her feet and out through the closest wall. Of course, if she didn't want to go, this could present problems for him...

Energon X ignored Horowitz with a brief eyeroll (at least, that's probably what it was... the purple glare of his eyes flickered weirdly for a moment, anyways) and commented on the team channel to those scattered across the small island, "We've got an in, but not much time to make the call on it- no telling how long the portal will remain stable, or how long it'll be before the Huskies will be able to close it- there's too much power running through it now for anyone to shut it at this point, but it won't stay that way forever..." a chunk of plaster bounced off his head, and he added "that and this building is about to come down on top of our way in. What's the call, group?"

Me!

*grabs Bladeheart, flies him into space, and rips him in half!*

*then hucks both halves into the sun as an afterthought, then detonates it in a spectacular supernova, decides this isn't enough and stuffs the entire Milky Way into its central black hole, then blows that up into a cross-dimensional quasar, decimating all life for a million lightyears in all directions*

*dusts off hands, satisfied, then realizes he's just blown up his comp and all fellow CoH players, and has nothing to do for the rest of eternity.*

Well, bugger.

*steals map from Fernico and throttles him/her with it*

Hi, and welcome to the RP forums! The first rez is free, after that... well, I offer a very competitive credit plan...

Energon X winged his rapid way towards Darkvapor's last location. Don't bother with the teleport. I'm having a very bad day, and need to vent a bit. the blaster 'sent' to Darkvapor, the eerie sussurations of his distorted voice clear even in the arena of the mind. He arrived shortly thereafter at the fall of rubble, then growled faintly. He noted the snipers on the rooftops, but disregarded them at the moment- they answered to Darkvapor.

Then he mustered his power, a second Sun kissing the Earth for a heartbeat, hard blue radiance banishing shadows and casting an eerie, unwavering light down the street. For a moment, he hung in the air, a high-tech angel of destruction silhouetted by his own energies. Incoming. came the peremptory, telepathic warning that only Darkvapor 'heard'.

A wave of his arm, a roaring torrent of energy, and the barrier was gone. "Heeeeeere's Johnny!" Energon X yelled, blue power and bloody-red fists shattering the precise Council formation, twinkling beams of lethally precise power stabbing into the darkness, alternating with the smashing blows of energy-enhanced fists bowling stunned Council aside as the Blaster decimated the minions of the Council.

Energon X, aka 'the most potent powersource on two legs' stepped out of the special emplacement hooked up to the usual Shard portal and shrugged. "Sorry, guys... looks like just pumping more power in isn't going to do the trick to reopen the portal. It looks very odd, though... the portal, I mean. It's not off, exactly... more like something is... pinching it... shut?"

He peered at it, purple-glowing eyes casting eerie, dancing shadows across the quiescent portal frame. Then he sent an exploratory tendril of power towards the 'pinch' that only his accelerated senses could see, a feather-light probe that drifted across the barrier between worlds like a questing sigh.

When his vision cleared and his ears stopped ringing, he was laying sprawled at the usual transfer point into Firebase Zulu below a dead portal gate... staring up at the back of Lanaru the Mad. He made a strangled noise, activated every cloaking and stealth system he had, and ran, diving blind through the first available portal.

When his vision had cleared for the second time, he was in the far reaches of the Storm Palace. "Bloody OW." the Blaster muttered. He stared out over the ever-shifting maelstrom of the Palace, noting with mingled concern and irritation the wild energy storm over the Storm Palace proper, then blinked.

There was a comm signal- faint, distorted, but still there- being broadcast from that region. What's more, it was a familiar one. Most of his communcation channels had gone dead, but... "Oy, Bladewing." Energon X called across the aether. "Should have known you'd be somewhere in this mess. Having fun pureeing the hapless Soldiers of Rularuu, and if you are, care for some company? I seem to be stuck out here anyways..."

((Finally home- Brazil was incredible, but there comes a time when you want to sleep in your own bed >.< ))

Hmm... it's been a while since I did this...

*rams his hand down Chaotic's throat and pulls him inside out*

Ah. Right. That's why I haven't done that in a while. Sorry about your shoes.

*rezzes*

*replaces Hellspite's keyboard with that stupid Portuguese one I was using last week*

*demands that Entropy and his clones figure out which is the original by looking for the barcode on the inside of their skulls, then hands them all crowbars*

*runs as the carnage begins*

Yup, I'm sitting in Brazil typing this, thinking that I've probably lost my mind, since this has been a crazy trip, it's not over yet, and I should have been in bed about three hours ago.

Oh, and I'm sitting in an un-air-conditioned, open room slowly sweating to death while being eaten by bugs on an ancient computer with a freakishly weird (Portuguese) keyboard.

ç°ºª£¢¬§ and a bunch of keys in the 'wrong' places (like tilde and apostrophe switching spots, which is driving me nuts because I touch-type).

Anyways, long story short, I am still willing to help, and I am still out of the country. I'm flying back on Monday, but given that I'll be spending 17 hours on a plane that day (have to fly to the South end of Brazil from the North end, then back Northwards again to accomodate the round-trip tickets -_-), so I'm probably not going to be doing a lot of typing that day >.<

((apologies for the slowdown- it's been a totally crazy couple of weeks, trying to get ready to go to Brazil, and then actually going... and this country is WAY too hot >.< ))