Thunderrar
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Erez'Zul would simply be after them for his own selfish needs, pretty much to gain more power and use on his enemies.
He would use the Triplets to gather information on the locations of the seals but would go to fetch them personally.
The Thunderer wouldn't come into it at first until it was made clear Erez'Zul had resurfaced and was involved -
This sounds like something that would be entirely awesome, Would it be cool if I brought in Erez'Zul and the Thunderer?
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*A message sent to all Liberty Force members - A small hologram of the Thunderer appears on opening the message*
Greetings to all.
I hope everyone had a good Christmas and New years, whether you celebrate those holidays or not, I myself decided to take a trip to the UK with Bolt, a nice change of scenery for us both.
I did however have another reason for coming here, there's a group trying to gain a foothold in Paragon, unfortunately one hiding in plain site, for this reason alone I haven't been able to make a strong enough move against it.
The source of this group however, has been traced back here, to Britain, so myself and Bolt have decided to stay and see what we can do about it here, I've also decided to ask for the aid of one of our newest members, Cosmic.
Hes a rookie in terms of being a hero, which is why I wanted him here so I could handle his training personally, I hope no-one minds.
Should anyone wish to reach me, I'll have my communicator with me at all times, like I always do, and of course I'm just a flight away if I'm needed for anything urgent back home.
I mean it, if you need me, I'm there.
Until our return then, I hope everyone stays safe and well.
Thunderer, out. -
11.38pm 6th November 2011 - An apartment complex in Steel canyon
Andrew walked through the door, one eye closed as he tried to stay awake.
He'd had a full day in costume, fighting the Rikti, going to another dimension to fight who knows what, Megan coming back and trying to get through to Max again, to no avail of course. He was tired, physically and mentally.
The first thing he heard was the t.v on in the living room, a sort of rock music playing on repeat. As he walked in he saw an arm slumped over the side of the couch, a DVD was playing on the t.v, having gone through the movie once it was now repeating the song played over the options.
Switching it off he looked down at the sprawled out teenager on his couch, fast asleep and snoring slightly, he thought about waking him to go to his room but decided against it, he looked comfortable as he was.
After fetching a blanket to put over Bolt, his sidekick and now ward, he went to his own room, fully intending to get a decent nights sleep.
As he started to undress he noticed the lights of Steel canyon seeping through his curtains, he opened them a little, just enough to see the streets below.
He saw a dark alley across the street, there was no-one around but he just kept thinking any second now, someone would scream, or yell for help, that he would need to jump out of the window, swoop down and save someone.
Any second now...
He wondered what he would do if a scream did come, if someone screamed for help because some thug wanted a little fun, because they needed money and saw a chance to exploit someone. He wondered if he would just leave it for someone else to handle so he could get some sleep.
After a few moments he went to the mirror, taking a long hard look at himself. He never used to have thoughts like that, so why now?...a pointless question, he knew exactly why.
His gaze hung over his communicator, the one he always kept in his ear, the one he never took off regardless of where he was or what he was doing.
His hand hovered over it for a minute, his gaze intensified, all he had to do was take it off.
"No...not yet....not yet"
He lowered his hand, backing away from the mirror and finishing undressing himself, he climbed into bed, immediately appreciating the comfort and warmth it provided.
There were things left to do. -
*A recording sent to all Liberty force members with a communicator, a holographic image of Andrew Scott appears in front of you*
Hero I.D: 13159
Code name: The Thunderer
A major update regarding the security of our base.
All members, upon acceptance into Liberty Force are given a communicator, they will now be upgraded to include a variety of functions that should make sharing information with each other a lot easier.
As you may have noticed, each communicator has been upgraded with a holographic system capable of displaying any information contained within our database, this includes any information of our own personal nemesis' and the villainous organisations located in and around Paragon. They also act like any mobile phone device now, access to the internet, able to make calls, etc. This feature was simply added to make them more handy for use outside of official Liberty Force business.
Each communicator will now have isomorphic controls, this means you and only you will be able to use them until the user is declared deceased at which point it will power down until activated by a registered member of Liberty Force.
Further, most of the controls within the Aquabase will now have isomorphic controls, only a registered member of Liberty Force will be able to access anything vital within our base of operations, this includes but is not limited to the main database, the cells, our power supply and other various systems.
Our cells are currently being upgraded as well. The basic structure and power suppression system will be improved by Kate, while access to the cells has been restricted to members with special clearance*. This will keep accidents like the one involving Monica to a minimum, if not halt them altogether. Members without the proper clearance will not be able to unlock the cells once they have been closed.
To aid further in keeping the Aquabase free from harm, from this moment on, the cells will not be used to keep prisoners in for more than is absolutely necessary, this means no more long stays for prisoners as any relevant information we need will be extracted via interrogation before the prisoner is relocated to an appropriate prison, such as the Ziggurat penitentiary.
Our teleportation system has been upgraded so that only a recognised member of Liberty Force will be able to access the base unaided. This was a personal choice I made after a surprise visit by an FBSA agent, they have been informed that our codes have been changed and any further visits will need to be authorised by a registered member beforehand. Any guests will also need to be accompanied by a member to gain access. Anyone without the proper clearance will immediately activate the new security protocols placed within the Aquabase. This was all explained to the FBSA as a matter of tightening security.
As a final measure, a series of androids are being created by myself and Kate, their primary function will be as security guards for the base. Any unauthorised entry into the base will immediately activate them, each android will be fitted with a pulse rifle capable of firing a concentrated energy beam that should render most enemies unconscious, but do no lasting damage.
After talking with the FBSA, it was decided that no more than 30 of these androids can be active at any one time, their use will be solely limited to the Aquabase to stop their weapons technology from falling into enemy hands.
The prototype should be ready very soon for presentation.
Thank you for listening and please feel free to use the recording capability's of your own communicator to upload vital information into our database. Keeping up to date on current affairs is vital if we are to succeed against our enemy's.
Thunderer, signing out.
(OOC Note: Special clearance* simply means anyone within the sg with the rank, trusted hero. Although IC there are no official ranks within Liberty Force, it just makes it easier =) ) -
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*A personal recording device in the possession of the Thunderar*
Record Start.
Date: Friday, September 9th, 2011.
Time: 11.43pm
Tonight I decided to go over our most recent enemy list to make sure everyone is up to speed, as I stated in the meeting Pseudonym is out of action as far as we know.
Scarlet hasn't been seen since the groups last encounter and Dominic is...still on our minds.
Yessica and Hex have been working on a way to protect our base from any kind of outside magical influence, namely possession. They apparently have everything they need, just some last minute touch ups and we can rest a little easier at night.
Crash and Bex have come up with a plan to contain Dominic, but I'm not sure how long we could keep him locked up, something I need to talk to Crash about.
Nova recently gave me information regarding an article about some of our Liberty Force members, they were framed by Crey, something we now have proof about, I'll have to thank her properly some time...
I sent the information to the press this afternoon, there has been a few news reports through the day but they said it would come out in tomorrows paper, front page news.
Megan may have a way to help Lady Babel, something called an accumulator, though getting to it might be more of a problem, still...if it helps Donna, it'll be worth the risk.
Personal Log.
....aha! Wow, think I should leave this one alone....um... Ok.
The situation with Dana is...frustrating, at best.
I know, I know she can't help it, that she might be trying to come back to us but...I also know what the past can do to your future. It shrouds it in darkness, destroys it bit by bit until all that drives you is making up for your past, instead of looking forward to the future.
You keep thinking about it until that's all you think about, missing whats right in front of you, trapping you in a place that doesn't exist anymore...
*Sighs* And hey can't say much for my own life right now, um...trying to help everyone in Liberty Force, new faces that need help, guidance, and I'm not sure I'm the one to help them...
And then there's Megan...ha, big can of worms there...all I can do is keep believing, as I always have done, as I always will do...for Paragon.
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*A personal recording device in the possession of the Thunderar*
Record Start.
Date: Wednesday, August 24th, 2011.
Time: 8.43
I'm currently searching through the personnel records of one of the reporters of The Paragon Times. The reporter in question recently put up an article regarding certain members of Liberty Force, namely Civil servant, Megan, Lady Babel and what looks like Dusk, the assassin Iron decided to test us against a few months back.
The article seems to strongly imply that those named committed the murder of 12 employees of Crey Industries, the facility they supposedly attacked was bombed after the attack.
After speaking with some of them tonight, Prince Solar, a relatively new member of our team, decided the situation needed to be dealt with quickly, he, Megan, Babel and a new recruit by the name of Yessica went to investigate some of Crey industries operations in the hopes of finding out who framed them and why.
Thoughts of the subject...The article brought to light that though Liberty Force has had some victories...Its not without its problems.
It was able to name just a few of the issues members of our team has had in the past, apparently common knowledge, or maybe whoever decided to frame them has been watching us for a while...
I don't think the reporter was involved, I guess I'll have to see what they come up with when they return.
Personal log.
According to the others, I've been the subject of some sort of Possession for the past month, possibly longer. There are gaps in my memory...I remember returning to the city, feeling apart from things, people.
A lot has happened since I left, too much in fact. Iron's gone, Conall has vanished, no doubt searching for a way to bring her back, lets be honest, if anyone can come back from death its her...
Megan doesn't trust me...I don't blame her but...Its hard, knowing things happened because of me, that I've done things and there nothing I can do about it. That someone dared to...
*There's a pause for a few moments before a slight sigh*
I need to investigate this, I need to find out what the hell happened to me, I have to do something, anything...Dominic...It can't be a coincidence.
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Within a large open room inside a castle, located within a pocket dimension, Andrew scott, also known as the Thunderar, stood silent.
His eyes were closed, his breathing shallow, the air around him was calm and unmoving, the walls were cast in darkness while the center of the room was lit by an unknown source.
A small noise broke the eery silence, Andrews eyes opening, a flash of red lighting up the darkness as a large figure seemed to rocket forward towards him.
The figure hurtled towards him, fist outstretched, his eyes glowing a deep shade of red. Andrew threw up his arm, the assailants fist connecting with it, though he blocked the punch, the force of it caused Andrew to buckle a little under the pressure, though he kept his stance.
Bringing up his other fist he hit the red eyed man square in the jaw, a sound of thunder echoing through the room as it connected, sending the man flying into the darkness again.
The rooms silence was broken again, the ground shaking slightly as a piercing noise began to build up, increasing in pitch and volume until the ground beneath his feet started to crack slightly.
Andrews vision was blurring, the noise causing him to sway on the spot, his hands holding his head as tight as he could while he tried to find the source of the noise.
From across the room he saw a shadow in the darkness, straining to see through the shadows, he managed to see a pair of green eyes.
His own eyes glowed red for a brief moment before firing two eyes beams directly at the green eyes. Lighting up the darkness he saw that he had hit his attacker in the chest, continuing his attack for a few moments more until the noise had completely ceased.
Standing up, he took a moment to compose himself, trying to make his head stop spinning.
Once more from the darkness, 4 cloaked figures ran directly at him, Andrew simply smiled.
Bursting forward he flew directly at them, hitting the first one so hard it knocked him clear across the room, spinning in mid air he hit the second one in the shoulder from above, sending him crashing to the floor so hard it cracked.
The third one threw a few throwing stars at him from a distance while the last brought out a sword, flying straight at him.
Andrew brought his hand up, an electric field erecting around him, stopping the throwing stars in their tracks before they fell uselessly to the floor. He stepped forward in a blur of electricity, catching the sword with one hand, a shock travelling through the metal and into the fourth attacker, his body shaking violently before being shot back, collapsing on the floor.
Andrew calmly walked forward, his attention elsewhere as he looked around the room.
He gave the third assailant a quick glance before firing his eye beams at him, the beams piercing his chest, his body crashing to the floor.
From the darkness a white robed figure ran at him, his glowing blue eyes could be seen beneath his mask. Just as he was about to reach Andrew he vanished in a puff of smoke, reappearing a second later behind Andrew, kicking him square in the back.
As his attacker vanished into smoke again, Andrew stumbled forward, trying to regain balance he was hit in the face with another kick, thrashing in the direction it came from, he saw nothing but smoke.
The white robed attacker appeared again, attacking him head of with a series of hand to hand techniques, Andrew managed to quickly block them all before stepping back, his attacker vanishing into smoke.
Andrew clenched his fists, his body glowing brighter, electricity starting to surge around him. When his assailant appeared again, Andrew let out a loud yell, energy bursting from his body, tearing through some of the clothing of his attacker as it sent him flying backwards.
After a few moments Andrew smiled, closing his eyes again, the darkness around him began to fade as the room changed form, shapes swirling around him, forming something else entirely.
After a moment he opened his eyes, a large throne room stood before him, his three attackers standing silently at the bottom of the throne, currently occupied by a figure in shadow.
Andrew glanced around the room before taking a few steps forward, his three attackers kneeling before him.
"Have Vin fetch my armor, its time we see just what Liberty Force is made of".
Looking up at the figure sitting on the throne he chuckled humorlessly.
"Guard him well boys, wouldn't want anything to happen to him while I was gone"
The three men bowed their heads in understanding, all of them standing to watch Andrew as he left the room, a dark purpose in mind. -
wow, that's pretty damn excellent, very awesome! =)
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*A small hand held diary in the Possession of The Thunderer*
Something is wrong...I have re-read my past journal entries, my time training for the day I would return to Paragon City. It was full of purpose, of hope and belief.
I feel nothing.
At time Its like I know who I am, the man I want to be, the hero I want to become. Then it slips away, like...sand through my fingers.
I feel nothing.
I don't care, I don't care that people are getting hurt, I don't care that my team mates are being hurt, I don't care that this city needs me.
I feel nothing.
I write these words, and for a moment I can feel the anger, the passion rising and yet another moment later it is gone, when did I become this way? Why have I become this way?
Something is wrong, I feel the need to investigate and yet...I just don't care enough to try. -
The Centurion watched the scene unfold around him, these were simple details, it wasn't his place to alter these things, his job was to look at a much bigger picture.
He placed his sai's back in his belt, walking towards his swords he opened a small bracelet on his wrist, pressing a few buttons before closing it again.
Picking up the swords he swirled them around once, sliding them back into their sheaths.
Turning towards the group once again he made to speak before thinking better of it, rubbing the crack in his visor, he smiled slightly one last time before a portal through time burst open where he stood.
He pushed his cloak out of the way before stepping through, the portal closing up behind him as if he was never there...except for the very large scorch mark on the floor atop the magical symbol he used. -
The Centurion lowered his arms, standing still for a moment, his face expressionless.
Raising his arms up he thrust both of his blades into the ground, reaching behind his back he took out two sai's.
He turned to look at Patsy and Ray again, smirking slightly.
"Hell hounds and fire...who knew?"
He turned back towards the hounds, spinning his the sai in his right hand.
If he wasn't here trying to defend Pious, one might even think he tried to make them stronger, if only to present more of a challenge to himself.
He rushed forwards, jumping into the air his aimed his weapons down, hoping to pierce the skull of the nearest hound. -
((What Andrew is up to while he's away - Will update with each new one I make))
http://boards.cityofheroes.com/showp...postcount=1159
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The Centurion decided to end the fight quickly and decisively, hoping to avoid anyone else getting hurt, though he was slightly curious how to woman was still alive after her fight.
As one of the hell hounds jumped up at him, he crossed his blades to keep it at bay, the razor sharp edges sliding into its skin was not enough to stop the snarling beast from gnashing its jaws in his face.
As it came closer to his face he had only one option, bringing his head back slightly he brought it forward on the hounds skull, knocking it backwards while cracking his visor.
He slashed at the ground with his sword, making a line in the earth, as another hound jumped at him, he jumped in the air, over the beast while keeping the tip of his blade in the floor, sliding it across the ground and making another line.
As the hell hounds ran around him, charging at him and aiming to bite at any body part exposed he kept dodging, slashing at the ground creating lines in the earth, ducking as they jumped at him, dodging to the left and right continuously slashing at the floor while seemingly making no effort to actually attack the hounds.
He hovered up a little, low enough for the tip of his foot to slide across the ground as he hovered backwards. The hounds ran turned towards him, fangs bared and claws extended.
He outstretched his arm to signal for Ray and Patsy to halt their attack, raising his hand, blade outstretched towards the hounds.
"This ends...INCENDIA!"
With one word the lines he had drawn with his swords glowed a bright red, revealing a magical symbol in the floor, the lines seemingly encasing all of the hounds within.
A tower of fire rose up from the symbol before going silent for a split second, time seemingly standing still right before the ground beneath the symbol exploded, a pillar of fire rising from the earth. -
The Centurion had seen the emergence of Pious and smiled.
As a time traveller he tried his best not to interfere with the flow of events except those he thought needed changing for the futures betterment.
Once Pious had seemed to gain his former strength back he decided to hang back from the fight.
Of course he would intervene if needed but for now, he decided to let things progress on their own.
He hovered back to the ground, moving to pick up his cape, he switched off his high tech blades and placed them back in his belt.
Throwing his cloak around him he watched the sky, two giant dragons seemingly battle overhead was not something he had the pleasure of witnessing often....or at all!
After a few minutes of watching the sky he turned towards Patsy as she spoke.
Looking over at the hell hounds he unsheathed two blades attached to his back, walking towards them he got within a metre of the hounds before sprinting forwards, slicing at any limbs or vulnerable parts he could. -
Centurion activated one of his swords again, switching it off and on at intervals whenever Shadows tail lashed out at him, blocking any attacks it made.
As Shadow lifted the Centurion up he started to fly, higher and higher again, activating his other laser sword, slicing down at his legs in case Shadow had decided to keep a firm grip. -
Centurion deactivated his sword, the blade shimmering down until only the hilt was left.
Crouching down he tried to grab Shadows wrist, pulling him over his shoulder and hopefully if executed right, slamming him down on the ground.
"I lead no-one and take orders from beings much higher than you!"