(( Hope you don't mind R u s h being the one to crash the party! ))
The window explodes in a shower of glass shards as a two-tone red blur rockets through it. The spectacle is impressive and heroic ... or at least it would be if the figure in the crimson bodysuit didn't immediately slam into a thick marble piller.
Sinking to the floor, Rush grogglily shakes the glass shards of his costume and holds his head, waiting for the room to stop spinning. He realizes he's in an expensive ballroom ... which meant the window through which he was just tossed probably cost as much as his college tuition. Glancing up at the partygoers, he apologizes, "sorry about the window! Local Cape on official business. Just got body-tossed by a Freaker, but don't worry, I'll be out of your way in a sec, and you can get back to your...."
He trails off, realizing the terrified guests aren't even paying much attention to him. Instead, they're fixated on a group of women who manage to look menacing and hot at the same time. "...Party?" he finishes, realizing a bloodbath is about to take place that would have little to do with him. A year or so in the hero business has at least given him enough instinct to tell that much. "Did I come at a bad time?"
A fresh surge of adrenaline blasts through his system, giving Rush a second wind and preparing his senses and physicality for this new conflict. "Or did I come at the right time?"
(( Leave it to Rush to stumble onto this while in the middle of another butt-kicking altogether. 
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((I've never taken part in a forum RP, but here goes...))
Leonard Jenkins, better known to the masses as the abrasive Mean Lenny, soars through the night sky, leaving phosphorescent trails of psionic energy in his wake. As he passes over a parking lot occupied entirely by luxury SUVs, Limos and other such symbols of wealth, a grin spreads across his face like the worlds fastest growing and altogether most nefarious lichen. In fact, the grin isn't at all like a lichen, but it is, indeed, quite nefarious.
Such a gathering of apparently powerful people in the nearby building could provide exactly the kind of trouble Lenny is looking for. Slowing himself to a hover, he takes a survey of the scene and mutters to no one in particular. "Coast on in, bash the place up a bit, make my dashing getaway and wait for the story on the news tomo..."
The would-be villain's rather droll monologue is interrupted by the raucous din of some clumsy chap traveling head first through a large window beneath him. Apparently, this other bloke had been thinking exactly the same thing as Lenny, merely a few precious seconds earlier. "Right, then," he says to himself, "Coast on in, bash up the place a bit, send this grotty [censored] who thinks he can steal my glory to the hospital, make my... Ah, Bugger it!" Losing patience with his own dissertation, Lenny plunges head long through another erstwhile unbroken window with what he hopes is an even louder crash than his perceived competitor's.
He expects to find the room full of old men being bashed about by some errant metahuman in dire need of his own respective beating, but his expectations prove utterly wrong. What he sees in the room, all he sees, is the auburn-haired goddess cackling in sadistic glee. A grin creeps across his face, once again not quite like a lichen but probably more nefarious than any possible combination of fungus and algae. "Hey there, beautiful," he projects with an air of confidence, "why didn't you invite ol' Lenny to this little soiree?"
The Goddess snaps her head to look at the oddly dressed figure crashing through the window next to the first. He introduces himself as Mean Lenny which frankly, disgusts her.
"You two!" she shouts with a hint of bloodlust, "how dare you crash through my magnificent windows! Wait, i don't care who you are!" The woman drops her glass of cognac and and it floats in the air for a few seconds. Like a bullet, the glass of amber liquid shoots towards the two figures. The clawed pixie standing at the foot of the stairs throws a flaming dart at the glass, setting the liquid aflame as it races to the two figures.
The one called "Mean Lenny" twitches his eye ant the liquid is suspended aflame in the air. "Ah a psychic, how absolutely marvelous. Let us see how you compare to the true Mistress of Desires." The goddesss eyes flicker a brilliant purple and their psyches become intertwined. She senses the evil in the curs heart and they release the mental hold on each other.
I see, Help me with this job and you get more than your name in the papers. You see, the vice president of portal corp. development is in this room and if you help me you can have his job. Or if it suits you better, you can take the work for Allure inc. under me. I only ask one thing, KILL THAT FESTERING BOIL BESIDE YOU HE IS A HERO! Now regaining her composure, Now if youll excuse me, I still have socialites to kill, CHARMER, SEDUCTRESS, have your fun *she smiles seductively as she awaits Lennys decision*
The two other women begin to close in on the increasingly panicked herd when Lenny speaks
(( editing this, 'cause I was typing as Tempress was posting, apparently... ))
As soon as Rush gets ready for the inevitable fight, another shattering of glass sounds nearby, heralding someone else's arrival. Rush wonders if this one arrived the same way he did: head-first. As it turns out, that's not the case, and the flying newcomer appears to be surrounded by glowing energy particles. Might be a fellow superhero ... or at least, he hopes so.
The newcomer cracks an evil grin and speaks in what's probably a British accent, making a quip about being invited. Honestly, Rush can't tell if this is an ally or not, since plenty of heroes go for the whole "shady evil" mystique.
But of course there's the matter with the eeeevil socialites.
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"You two!" she shouts with a hint of bloodlust, "how dare you crash through my magnificent windows! Wait, i don't care who you are!" The woman drops her glass of cognac and and it floats in the air for a few seconds. Like a bullet, the glass of amber liquid shoots towards the two figures. The clawed pixie standing at the foot of the stairs throws a flaming dart at the glass, setting the liquid aflame as it races to the two figures.
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Rush dashes quickly to the side to avoid the cone of flame, hopping onto a nearby table.
(( I have a question though: are you posting Mean Lenny's actions as well as your own? Because that kind of character control is usually bad form. Just sayin'... ))
((I LOVE THIS!! lol oops it looks like the last two got a little out of order 
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On a rooftop overlooking the little 'party,' a lone gunman kneeled, watching over the building like a hawk watches its prey. One hand was grip of his massive, multi-faceted assault rifle, the other hand was gripping the edge of the rooftop. A long breeze lifted his cape upward and to the side as he continued to keep watch.
The gunman was clad in an advanced set of armor, made up of various layers of composite plates as well as sensor and EMP shielding devices. The armor completely sheathed his torso and arms. Wrapped around his hands were a pair of chain and plate gloves, his legs were covered in baggy cargo pants which were tucked into a pair of black jackboots. His head was completely encased in a metallic helm, the forward part of the helm resembling a gas mask, and an antenna protruding from the right side of the helm. On his cape was a massive cross resembling that of the Templars. The entire outfit retained a red and gold color scheme.
The gunman, Matamoros, was monitoring the entire party, both visually and through audio. He zoomed in the vision through his visor. Nothing seemed to be wrong so far. It appeared to be a normal, upper-class party, but his intel sources have never been wrong before. He continued to wait.
The audio he was receiving contained much static, but he could still generally make out was being said. Suddenly, he heard what was obviously trouble. "...you have to die!" came in over his audio channels as well as the gasps of terror from the crowd.
"Time to move in," Matamoros said to himself, standing and raising his assault rifle. He then noticed a hero burst in...no...get TOSSED through one of the buildings windows. A moment later, another random person bursts into the building.
Matamoros frowned under his helm. "Leave it to the 'capes' to ruin a perfectly planned operation." His cape whipped up in the wind as if in response to the 'capes' comment. Matamoros backed up on the rooftop, a red glow activating around his feet, and with astounding speed he bursted forward, leaping from the rooftop, and through yet another unbroken window, rolling forward and rising to his feet. His eyes darted around the room quickly, acquiring targets.
The hostess with the mostest confers with the newcomer after he hits the pause button on her wall of flame. She talks to him as an equal, and Rush gets the distinct impression the floating guy is another supervillain. Oh joy.
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I only ask one thing, KILL THAT FESTERING BOIL BESIDE YOU HE IS A HERO!
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Rush winces at both her PMS moment and her insult. "Festering boil?" he repeats, pouting. "How RUDE!I'll have you know I'm a medically-treated boil! Honestly, of all the nerve...."
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Now regaining her composure, Now if youll excuse me, I still have socialites to kill, CHARMER, SEDUCTRESS, have your fun *she smiles seductively as she awaits Lennys decision*
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Deciding to let the two villains continue with their negotiation over who lives and dies, Rush super-jumps from his perch on the table over to the crowd of cattle -- er, socialites. The tall, amazonian henchwoman is closer, so Rush intercepts her by launching a Cobra Strike at a nerve cluster on her neck. Hopefully it should stun her long enough for him to deal with the smaller girl with the press-on nails.
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Meanwhile, a gang of Trolls congregate outside the building, trying to decide if they should be bothered with going in after the red-clad hero they recently tossed through the window.
WHY DO YOU CLODS ALWAYS BREAK MY GORGEOUS WINDOWS? THATS IT!!? The Goddess slid like quicksilver through the air passing both Lenny who seemed to be considering her question carefully. She also slid over the party guests, now being chased about the room by her small army of lovelies. She stops just short of Matamoros. He skillfully followed her slighted movement and when she was almost upon him, he fired a barrage of psionic-disruption bullets from the muzzle of his gun that forced the elegant goddess to turn and flee.
The bullets stopped as the bladed pixie placed sliced the bullets out of the air, protecting her mistress. Impressive toy you have there, said the tiny voice as it faded along with her form as she disappeared and reappeared behind him. She slashed at the gunman and he rolled out of the way barely escaping her knifed wrists. You will feel pains incomprehensible to the human mind as conveyed by the true charmer of shadows The girl dashed forward, claws outstretched and her eyes full of homicidal delight.
The goddess slid through the air away from the new battle to focus her attention on the conflict brewing 30 feet away.
Across the room, Rush had decided to attack the valkyrie with a complex martial arts move he had affectionately dubbed, Cobra Strike. After executing the attack he used the womans neck as a springboard and landed the banister behind her. She cracked her graceful neck and turned to face her assailant. My My, Youre a playful little thing arent you? Saddly, you dont know the first thing about foreplay with me, I'm invincible she said in a lustful moan that would bring any man to his knees. Now, please allow the Velvet Seductress to assist you to a horrible death. The woman gave a swift kick to the banister and it toppled from the staircase as if it were made of mud. This caused rush to tumble to the floor where he recovered with agility.
Darling, try not to destroy the room, there no reason to destroy the house, now is there Said the woman as she now stood, perfectly balanced on one of the wires supporting the grand chandelie looking down at the chaos below.
The tall woman is effectively dazed by his nerve strike, which is good because Rush had many more opponents where she came from.
He jumps and kicks at her neck, springing off of her in the process to backflip up onto the bannister. Taking stock of the other henchwomen's positioning, he prepares to descend into their midst before they can reach the innocent partygoers.
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My My, Youre a playful little thing arent you? Saddly, you dont know the first thing about foreplay with me, I'm invincible.
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He has to admit, she has the seductive starlet thing down pat. The only thing keeping him from being completely swept up in her appeal is the fact that he prefers the girl-next-door type. Rush is willing to bet at least half of the villainess' body weight is composed of plastic surgery and makeup (or at least he prefers to think that in order to stay focused). In response to her comment about foreplay, he asks, "who said anything about fore--"
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Now, please allow the Velvet Seductress to assist you to a horrible death. The woman gave a swift kick to the banister and it toppled from the staircase as if it were made of mud.
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Rush flips off of the bannister and lands in a crouch, using his agility to render the impact negligible. "'Velvet Seductress'? Is that you or somebody else? I hate it when villains speak in third person; it makes intros so confusing!"
He follows up his commentary by pulling a chair away from a nearby table and kicking it toward one of the henchwomen, causing her to stumble and topple over it.
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Darling, try not to destroy the room, there no reason to destroy the house, now is there Said the woman as she now stood, perfectly balanced on one of the wires supporting the grand chandelie looking down at the chaos below.
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Rush snickered. "You're trying to murder your guests, and you're lecturing me about making a mess?" Before the valkyrie can recover from his Cobra Strike, he grabs her arm and uses his speed and leverage to throw her upward toward the Velvet Seductress ... if that was even her name.
"oh my," Said the Goddess now levitating the Velvet Seductress upside down in a psychic bubble. Rush drools at the sight of The amazon's dress slipping up her thigh as the goddess perched on the wire says "You mus'nt let your enemy gain the upper hand Seductress. Now get down there and make your mistress proud." She tosses her toward the shocked rush and she recovers in mid air. Rush easily doges the lusty metiorite but doesn't expect the shockwave when she hits the floor. the temptress rises from her crowched position and she flips her hair, "ready for round two darling?"
She grabs the second half of the banister she didnt destroy and hurls it lengthwise, clothslining Rush. Rush gets up, recovers for a few seconds, dusts himself off and says.....
The meanest of all Lennys is momentarily too stunned to be mean, or any other adjective for that matter, as the goddess reaches into his mind. Her probe of his psyche reveals much about her, and he likes it all. The flaming wine was a nice touch, too. He has always been a strong advocate of using pyrotechnics on stage, moreso off stage.
Hearing the object, yes object, of his interest request that he do exactly as he had originally intended and put the heroic interloper down is music to his ears. Still, he pauses for a moment to seem deliberate, considerate, unsure. It is during that pause that an armored rifleman who seems intent, much as Lenny and his shiny new adversary, on bashing up the place.
Deciding that the place is going to get bashed up one way or another and that he can always take credit for it later, Lenny decides to focus on his secondary objective and the fulfillment of the Goddess' request. He turns toward the Hero and, seeing that he is currently occupied by the boisterous valkyrie, decides to take advantage of the situation.
Lenny glances back at the gun-toting newcomer, places his hands upon his temples and hurls a torrent of telepathic energy at him, attempting to confuse him into firing upon the Hero.
Okay, Rush has to admit the sight of the upside-down valkyrie is impressive from his vantage point. Still, the situation doesn't look very good.
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You mus'nt let your enemy gain the upper hand Seductress. Now get down there and make your mistress proud."
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Ah, so the brawny woman is the Seductress and the lead villainess is the MIstress. Rush makes a mental note to write this down, but for now he dashes out of the way of the earthbound blonde. The ground tremor she creates upon landing knocks him off his feet, andhe rolls into a crouch. "Geez! You might wanna lay off the snacks--"
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"ready for round two darling?"
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Looking up at the valkyrie again, Rush mutters, "oh, sh--" and finds himself clobbered by the remainder of the bannister, unable to duck in time. He gets back up, a bit unsteady on his feet before a surge of adrenaline helps him recover. "Okay, so far you and your sorority sisters're doing more damage to your house than I am," he points out to the goddess supervillain lady.
(( Confusion hass been fixed. ))
((The Valkyrie attacked Rush with the banister ps. rush you might wanna watch out you have apsychic wave shooting towards you ))
(( TO everyone participating in this Rp the code for my three characters from this point on is as follows:
Pixie: THe girl with blades strapped to her wrists
Valkyrie: THe amazon woman with super strength
Goddess: THe perfect psychic woman
THanks))
"Impressive, Lenny keep this up and you will not be sorry when this is all over" said the goddess as she watches the wave of luminecent energy flow through the air towards rush.
"Rush dear," said the goddess, "dont worry about the room, i'll have it repared by next week at the latest" she let out a laugh that resonated through the ballroom as she jumped from chandelier wire to wire in a mockingly whimsical fasion.
Shiro adjusted the collar of his suit. His employer had hired him to come to this event in his stead. He wasn't looking forward to it. He strode towards the main door and rang the bell. A woman answered the door, Shiro gave her the invitation and she showed him to the main ballroom.
Shiro whistled to himself, " So this is how the other half lives. " He calmly opened the doors, and flowed in. His eyes instantly fell onto the chaos that had insued. " I guess this is why, my employer didn't want to show. "
Shiro unconsciously cracked his knuckles and craned his neck. He loved a good fight and this certainly looking like a good fight. A smile snuck across his lips as he walked confidently into the mass of socialities trying to blend in to get a better view.
(( Actually, Mean Lenny sent a psychic attack to Metamoros to get him to shoot at Rush. ))
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"Rush dear," said the goddess, "dont worry about the room, i'll have it repared by next week at the latest" she let out a laugh that resonated through the ballroom as she jumped from chandelier wire to wire in a mockingly whimsical fasion.
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Rush is too busy scrambling to evade gunfire from the guy with the guns to reply to that.
He ducks behind the valkyrie, figuring that a) he had to to pump more strength than usual into his Cobra Strike to stun her, and b) she was sturdy enough to cause a ground tremor and heft a heavy bannister without injuring her own body. So he figures she can take some bullets without dying, but hopefully they'll at least slow her down and/or draw attention away from him to the soldier guy.
Leaping onto the top of the staircase, Rush bounds off toward the chandelier where the goddess is jumping around. Hoping to take the fight to the main instigator, he attempts to knock her off the chandelier with a flying kick. He puts as much speed and strength into the attack as he can muster.
(( Midnight_Dawn, if your character is a hero instead of a villain, bless you! Rush has his hands full, and someone needs to keep the henchwomen away from the bystanders.
In fact, if any other superheroes are interested in joining in, I'd appreciate it ))
((Actually, I'm technically a hero, it's just this char never considers himself a "cape"...*shifty eyes* ignore the fact that he wears a cape...))
Everything was happening almost too quickly for him to follow, however his training was managing to keep him on the ball. He was preparing to unleash another storm of lead, this time on the little bladed 'freak,' as he thought of her, but a massive pain began to build in his temples.
"Dammit, psychic attacks." Upon finishing his statement, the pain became horrendous and he fell to his knees, screaming. "Aaahh! I...need...to do...something!" Matamoros managed to quickly reach towards his utility belt and pull out a flash-bang grenade and pull the pin, but was unable to throw it. He clutched his helm again in pain, dropping the grenade. It managed to roll slightly further into the room before exploding.
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he attempts to knock her off the chandelier with a flying kick. He puts as much speed and strength into the attack as he can muster.
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Rush is cut of inches before her reaches the goddess by the valkyrie who, he now realizes, can fly. They shoot across the room and they tumble through a large stone pillar.
Oooooh, this is interesting, says the valkyrie now straddling Rush against the rubble of the pillar, I do hope you know what happens next?
Yep! says Rush as he uses the rather awkward positioning to his advantage and flips her on her head.
Fine, the gloves come off!! The valkyrie ripped off her dress revealing a truly wicked (if not slutty) costume. It consisted of thong bottoms and fishnets and a skimpy flared shirt just covering her chest and everything was covered in red metallic skulls. Enjoying the view? Regretfully, it will be the last thing you see she says as she tightens her gloves and then tackles him.
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He clutched his helm again in pain, dropping the grenade. It managed to roll slightly further into the room before exploding.
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Unfortunately, the bomb was muted by the dark cloud of deep black smoke twisting around it. Im not called the shadow charmer for nothing says the little girl as her head appears in the twisting ribbons of smoke containing the flash. Lets play says the pixie as she rips off her dress revealing an adorably evil short robe and boots. She grabbes Matamoross arms and twistes them above his head. She then puts her feet on his back and stands leaning on Matamoros's broad sholders at a 45 degree angle still holding his arms. The two of them stand there like a torturous sculpture.
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Shiro unconsciously cracked his knuckles and craned his neck. He loved a good fight and this certainly looking like a good fight. A smile snuck across his lips as he walked confidently into the mass of socialities trying to blend in to get a better view.
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Lenny, so glad of you to join me, said the goddess as Lenny drifted above the carnage towards her. Now, take care of the ruffian at the door, I sense he is also intending on ruining my slaughter. I swear the next person to crash this party will feel my true wrath.
((You guys are really good at this! keep up the good work))
"Guess I should take the initiative," Shiro grumbled to himself, after noticing the two hovering above make a motion towards him. He gave a quick glance around the room and dashed towards the discarded bannister. He hoisted the fallen bannister into his arms and with all his might flung it at the two hovering in the air, caring little if it hit.
After the projectile was on its way, he leapt towards the valkyre in the slutty attire. His punch landed hard on the valkyre's chest skull, cracking it. "Sorry to cut in like this tramp, but I will be your dance partner for the evening."
He gave the valkyre a once over, and readied himself for the counterstrike. To the hero he said, "Yo, Mr. Hero I will take this bimbo, you deal with the bimbo and her puppet up on the chandlier."
The valkyrie's attrie under the dress really didn't do much for him, honestly. It just looked like she was trying too hard to be sexy and show skin. Besides, what good was skull-shaped body armor if it offered most of her body very little protection.
She tackled him, and Rush rolled with her before using the close proximity to deliver another Cobra Strike to a nerve cluster on her neck. He hoped it would stun her some more so he could break free of her.
Then another hero joined in. At least he assumed the guy was a hero, since he punched the valkyrie.
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"Sorry to cut in like this tramp, but I will be your dance partner for the evening." He gave the valkyre a once over, and readied himself for the counterstrike. To the hero he said, "Yo, Mr. Hero I will take this bimbo, you deal with the bimbo and her puppet up on the chandlier."
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Rush took one look at the crater the guy just made in the valkyrie's armor. "Uh, my security level's still 18. I'm going to take a wild guess and say you're a higher level than I am. I think I can take her, but I don't think I can say the same for the Gruesome Twosome over there. D'you think you can deal with them? I'm Rush, by the way."
Loud screams directed his attentions to a corner of the ballroom floor, where the rest of the godess' henchwenches had reached the unfortunate dinner guests. "Man, I hate multitasking."
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“Lenny, so glad of you to join me,” said the goddess as Lenny drifted above the carnage towards her. “Now, take care of the ruffian at the door, I sense he is also intending on ruining my slaughter. I swear the next person to crash this party will feel my true wrath.”
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This lass thinks she's still in charge, Lenny thinks, someone needs to put 'er in 'er right place, but I suppose I can play along for now. Focusing his attention on Shiro, he looses a blast of energy from his outstretched fists, attempting to knock the heroic newcomer through the last remaining window. "Sorry, 'ero, but you weren't invited," Lenny intones menacingly at the newest target of his rampant agression.
While his recent attacks have left him exhausted, the charismatic rock-star turned super villain does his best to hide that fact, a skill he has developed well during his energetic stage performances. He glances over at the goddess just long enough to make eye contact and give her a wink. "No worries, lass. I'll 'ave this mess straightened out for you in a jiff."
With that, he turns back to survey the scene, noting that...
With the psychic attack wearing off, Matamoros was once again able to defend himself, but apparently the little girl was attempting to incapacitate him. Matamoros was rather confident he could simply throw her off, but when he tried, it was apparent she had some unknown source of immense strength. His eyes darted around the room, searching for a method of escape.
"Hmm, there's the glass from all the broken windows. I could slam her on that. Pillars too." Under his helmet his face tightened and his teeth were clenched. The girl was twisting his arms harder every second and was beginning to put a real hurting on him.
"She may be crazy," he said between grunts of pain, "but she's still just a young girl...so glass it out." Matamoros rose from his knees, the girl still clutching his arms, and threw himself, with the girl facing towards it, into a pillar. He felt an arm go free and with the other arm he tossed the girl off...but she looked relatively unscathed.
Matamoros jumped back towards his assault rifle, rolling, grabbing it, and standing back up. He raised the rifle and flicked the switch into full auto in one swift motion and took aim...but hesitated for one brief moment.
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His punch landed hard on the valkyre's chest skull, cracking it. "Sorry to cut in like this tramp, but I will be your dance partner for the evening."
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How dare you do know how much money that titanium cost! screams the valkyrie now furious. The valkyrie tosses her new playmate on nearest pile of glass. you will pay for this in blood! the valkyrie screams as she picks up one of the pieces of broken titanium and stabs it in the marble floor. She now selects two particularly sharp marble slabs and charges Shiro holding them like two twisted stone swords.
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Focusing his attention on Shiro, he looses a blast of energy from his outstretched fists, attempting to knock the heroic newcomer through the last remaining window. "Sorry, 'ero, but you weren't invited," Lenny intones menacingly at the newest target of his rampant aggression.
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I truly am impressed Lenny says the Goddess now looking the wave of sheer power now heading towards Shiro RUSH! Look around you, do you really think you can fight off all of my lovelies?! shouted the goddess with a sadistic smile now creeping across her perfectly sculpted face. Her harpies were now so close to the party guests that they could smell the pure fear radiating from the herd.
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Matamoros rose from his knees, the girl still clutching his arms, and threw himself, with the girl facing towards it, into a pillar. He felt an arm go free and with the other arm he tossed the girl off...but she looked relatively unscathed.
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Ow, that hurt the pixie said in a mockingly pouty voice as she immerged covered in scratches. Each scratch was leaking ribbons of black vapor creating a truly horrifying figure. I love it when men play hard to kill said the tiny voice as it began to fade again. Lets play another game said the tiny disembodied voice Its called Gut the gunman. Find me before my blades find your stomach. starting
..NOW! her figure was now completely unnoticeable.
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RUSH! Look around you, do you really think you can fight off all of my lovelies?! shouted the goddess with a sadistic smile now creeping across her perfectly sculpted face. Her harpies were now so close to the party guests that they could smell the pure fear radiating from the herd.
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"One way to find out," Rush answers as his super-jump carries him toward the henchwomen. He figures he has countless hours of experience dealing with mobs of foes like Hellions, Skulls, Circle-of-Thorns mystics, Outcasts, and the like; fighting off these women should be just another day at the office.
As the woman closest to the partygoer reaches for one guest, Rush grabs her wrist, twists, and pulls, flipping her over onto her fellow henchwomen. Rush's fists and feet are flurries of movement, striking at their knees, arms, ankles, hips, and other body parts in order to prevent them from advancing any further. With any luck, he'll end up hobbling at least a few of them.
Just before he leaped into the fray, he secretly tapped a tiny device hidden on the visored eyepieces of his mask, sending out a distress call to any hero in the zone. He hoped other heroes would recieve the message through their own standard-issue devices and help turn the time. Though it would be just his luck if the mayhem in the ballroom was only capable of attracting people by accident, instead of on purpose.
"Amateur," Matamoros said as the girl vanished. Quickly, he lifted his left hand, his right darting to his wrist and flipping up a panel. He quickly pressed several buttons on a revealed keypad. Seemingly out of nowhere, a small metallic cube materialized and fired off multiple targeting in every direction. Instantly, his HUD in his visor bombarded him with information and his view switched to thermal imaging.
Within a few seconds, he spotted a heat signature, that of the girl, apparently, rushing at him. Matamoros managed to (barely) sidestep her blade attack, extend his foot forward, and trip the girl. He reached towards his utility belt, producing a taser. "Under normal circumstances, my dear, I wouldn't hesitate to kill my foe, but being a young woman has granted you my mercy." He thrusted the taser towards her.
((OCC Please help me with this rp. the main character is my new villain and this will get me into the full villainous spirit))
The room is made golden by the light of the chandelier. The music in the background is a soft waltz that charms the guests into pleasant laughter and dance. The room is filled with a high class crowd drinking the finest champagne and merlot the earth had to offer.
The lights above dim and two great spotlights illuminate the top of two grand staircases dripping with deep red cloth. The music fades and then transforms into a strong and swift tango.
The curtains rustle and out walk two gorgeous women. This first, a mere child no more than 18 years of age at the most. This tiny girl wears a delicate ruffled gown with silk embroidery. Her eyes sparkle with mysterious charm as the floats effortlessly to the left of the curtains.
The second woman is a valkyrie. Standing at a good 6 feet at least, she gives off and air of both dominance and pure sensuality. Her golden dress shimmers as if it were woven out of champagne, glistening and intoxicating the eye. It hugs every curve of her perfect body and she seductively steps to the right side of the curtains.
The two women drew the curtain revealing a goddess. The perfect woman standing before the guests. Her auburn hair drifts about her gown that seems to be made from the very essence of crimson. She and the other two make the entire party coo at their beauty.
The goddess sips a glass of fine amber cognac which she now lowers from her lips. She takes a deep breath and says, Welcome my adoring friends and colleagues. You have all been asked to participate in this most auspicious occasion for one reason, you are perfection. You are the highest ranked in society and that my dear friends *she sips her cognac* you have to die.
The crowd reels and gasps in sheer disgust as the goddess begins to laugh a laugh that would wake Satan himself. The little pixie standing to her left jumps over the railing and walks toward the guests with a pure insanity now glowing in her eye revealing her hands which are now in clad a set of sleek claws. The statuesque woman on her right walks down the stairs and at the end of the banister she rips of the stone cherub and crushes it with her bare hands. The goddess now lets fourth another laugh and says, Oh dont worry, your businesses and positions will soon be filled by a loyal member of The Twilight Masquerade!
The people are now in a full out panic as they look around and see more gorgeous but lethal woman appearing from behind pillars and out of the shadows.
A crash is heard and a figure bursts through the window across from the now herded guests. The goddess snaps her head around to see who it. She allows a small wince to cross her face when she realizes it to be