In the wake of the happenings, Tribel Steel watched as the dark figure shot a helmet that formed to a whole suit of armor. He tought to himeself in disbelief "What!? His shot is amazing, no one alive can be that good!"
Alveas and Tribal walked forward, to compliment the unknown man, as he turned around before they coul dsay anything. They looked at each other puzzled. "Im so loast man." Tribal exlaimed. "And where is Rashak?"
In Tribals mind he wished he defeated this faceless foe. In truth Tribal Steel was always insecure about his abilities as a protector of the city, he was still in the age that most would be in college. His experience was only in combat not in the form of wisdom and age. He needed a push in the right direction. Only who would help him in the right direction...?
((no it's not too late))
Derrik moved closer to the suit of armor, assault rifle at the ready. 5 minutes after the shot, the armor stopped screaming. It lay, slumped on the ground. Derrik kicked it, "Get up, I know you're not dead. Quit faking it, I've fought guys more immortal than you."
The armor slowly pushed itself to its feet. 'Very peceptive Shadow Mastiff.' The thing hissed, sending cold chills down Derrik's back. 'I've underestimated you, but now that I've studied your tactics, your soul is mine. It will make for a very tasty treat!"
The armor lunged forward, and Derrik sidestepped. The armor turned, and threw a puch aimed at Derrik's face, the fist completely covered in dark energy. Derrik ducked, and the punch went through the wall.
"It seems you're getting slower." The armor looked at it's hands. 'What is going on, my strength is fading!' "You are nothing more than a mere shell of a living thing. You are nothing but a power source. Your strength, derives from your creator. And let us all hope he never returns. ((By never returns he means the memory))
'Nooooo! I cannot be bound! I am the eater of souls, the reaper of lives! This cannot be!' AT that the armor rushed forward with a surge of energy. This caught Derrik by surprise and took the blow in his chest, sending him flying down the corridor. A bright demonic glow surrounded the armor, and he turned towards the other two heros. 'I will begin my feast with you two!'
((k just thought it woul dseem cool lol))
"Dear god..." Tribal Steel muttered. He focused a blast of energy at the soul eater. It hit just on the shoulder, it was thrown back a few yards, it pounced back on to its feet. ((can it be hurt by energy blasts?)) It was consumed by shadow, and it darkened the hall the were in. Tribal Steel then calmed his mind as it was racing through ideas to kill this abomonation.
He quited all thoughts. He honed his accuracy and power. Then raised his fist bracing it, directly at the armors head or what he could see of it. "I will not go quitely into the darkness, you will fall before us." Alveas surrounded all three of them to protect them as much as possible. the room fell silent as the shot went off, a sonic tremor echoed through the hall, then a PING! Followed by a hiss. The shadowy figures cover lifted and he lay motionless, only to rise up with a piercing scream. "Well he isnt dead." as the armored figure rushed on them. "Lets take 'em on!" Tribal Steel shouted.
"You fool! Do you have any idea what it is you have done?" Shadow Mastiff jumped to his feet, and reached in his pocket. "That thing has an untamed vortex within him! Anything that can be used as a powersource that touches it, excites the vortex. We've only a matter of time to get out of here!"
The armor charged forward with unimaginable speed. It left a trail of dark energy in its wake, and that trail began to rotate around itself, turning into a torrent of black energy. The shockwaved knocked all 3 of the heroes to the ground. Derrik once more jumped to his feet. "This won't work, there's not enough time!" The armor turned to face Derrik, a whirlwind of black energy escaping through the armor slit, repeleing anythign that gets near it. 'You have sealed your own fate, now die!'
The armor charged forward, Derrik led the being towards it's own maelstrom. AT the last second, Derrik sidestepped, and the armor went flying into the maelstrom. The thing screamed as the 2 massive powers combined.
"Now! come to me you two!" Derrik yelled over the wild overflowing power. -This will be an explosion to remember- Derrik thought to himself.
Wolfsbain had finally found the 5th Column base he was looking for when he felt the massive surge of dark energy. It was coming from the base. He leapt down from the building he was on and ran for the entrance. The doors were ripped from their hinges and the lobby was blown apart. In the center of all this destruction was a massive vortex of dark energy. Wolfsbain looked to his right and saw three heroes being pulled toward it. Without thinking, he wrapped himself in dark energy from deep within the Netherworld, his home, and leapt forward in an attempt to save them.
"Soul Eater?"
A bit too melodramatic a name for the Cowman, but then most things were too melodramatic for him. He pulled up the hood of his jacket, watching the scene in the building from one of the high windows. His squinted a little behind his thick welding goggles as the energy from the vortex below whipped his long, red and green scarf about.
He had come across creatures with a similar appetite before (a succubus he thought it was called) and had never faired well with them. The one he'd fought had disarmed him in less than a minute and tried to rip his soul from his body. It had spent ten or fifteen minutes rooting around inside of him, trying to find his soul. Finally, frustrated and angry, it had tossed him off a cliff and left.
'That was a fun little fight,' he thought to himself, looking back down to the fight below. He watched as the one with the rifle led the "soul eater" around towards it's own energy. 'Not to smart I guess,' he chuckled softly as the thing crashed into the vortex energy. His smile faded, however, when the energy began fluctuating wildly.
Pulling his gas mask over his mouth, the Cowman pulled the strings on the hood of his jacket, closing it over most of his face.
"Explosions. Why am I always in explosions?"
The loud boom from below was followed by a wave of heat and energy that sent him crashing into the ceiling. He expected to fall into the whirling storm below, but was save by a piece of broken ceiling impaling him through his left shoulder.
The Cowman looked over at the jagged piece of architecture protruding from his shoulder.
"Maybe my luck is changing for the better after all," he thought brightly.
((Tribal Steel why were you rping Alevis?, thats my character not yours. Sorry I wasn't on yesterday, but no need to rp my character))
Noticing ever more heroes joining he slowly backed away into a dark corner. Only his glowing white eyes could be seen. Thinking to himself 'They must have heard the earpiercing shrieks'. Alevis watched carefully as Derrik and this Soul Eater babbled on about each other. They must have met before, Alevis was sure of that.
As this Cowman began his explosion Alevis quickly placed a telekinetic barrier shielding himself of any mis-fire. "This is a little to strange for me." He said as he walked away. "If you need me, call the operator and ask for my number." He levitated off the ground and flew out the door.
((im not leaving the rp))
((technically, the explosion didn't even begin yet.))
((didnt think it would matter Alveas, its not like i made you do anything to ruin the rp, and im confused, did Cowman just explode or what?))
The energy began to swell, Tribal Steel struggled to his feet, limping out of the door for cover. "Im screwed..." with that Tribal Steel passed out from exhaustion and fell face first onto the street. His mind was seeded with an unknown evil. He traveled in the darkness, lonesome with memeorys of the events that occured up to the moment he was planted to the ground.
Tribal Steel was possessed...
((Sorry if I caused any confusion. Drakor mentioned an explosion from the whole vortex thing. That's what I was referring to. I know it hadn't happened yet, which is why I didn't describe what happened on the ground. I was just trying to describe what happened to the Cowman in the explosion. If for some reason the explosion is stopped, just disregard the ending of my post and assume the Cowman's still sitting on the window sill.))
Wolfsbain's attmept to save the heroes was no good. He hit the vortex and was flung back into the wall next to the doors. He lay there, slipping into unconsiousness, and saw the hero with the green and black armor stumble past him and fall. He looked at the vortex and saw it grow even larger, and felt himself being pulled toward it. Before he could do anything, he passed out...
((yea, its cool Cowman, no worries =))
((Is it too late to join?))