Very nice story. She could be a motorcycle chick with powers! She could even be a member of the Asphalt Angels...
She's a motorcycle chick, alright...
with GADGETS!! and a BFG!!
but sadly she's already been railroaded into joining GMBH, Inc....
"City of Heroes. April 27, 2004 - August 31, 2012. Obliterated not with a weapon of mass destruction, not by an all-powerful supervillain... but by a cold-hearted and cowardly corporate suck-up."
your avatar is staring at me...
"Dammit, Sarge, this is the thrid time you've busted me and my boys, all we're doin' is playin' dice, OK? Nuthin' major."
"Look, 'Skullcracker', I saw ya puttin' money down on them dice throws, alright? And my block is my house, which means... house gets a cut. You forgot that already... so's I'm takin' all of it and takin' you in for a night."
"Aw maaan... don't do that, Sarge. Last time I spent the night in that cell, I had some infected dude ralphing his guts up on my shoes. They were NICE shoes too, man."
"Nope, gotta do it..."
The cop and his most recent target were interrupted by the sound of a high-powered engine... approaching at a fast clip. Whatever it was.. a motorcycle... blew by them so fast that the Sarge's police cap got blown off, revaling his balding head.
"Holy Mother of... Dispatch, I got a motorcycle headed east into the Mercy Island demolition zone at high speed. This one's reckless, near killed me and a citizen."
"Acknowledged, Murphy. We got him on Arachnos sat-net. Cordon being implemented, all units converge."
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"Haha!!! You'll never catch the Highside, you stupid flatfoots!!" BRRRRRAM! The bullets from the barrel of the stolen Longbow assault weapon sent cops ducking for cover. One wasn't so lucky, and five rounds traced a diagonal line across his torso, rocking his frame as they impacted with his chest armor. Stunned, he fell back, while another popped up from behind a dumpster to unload several shots at the figure.
Which didn't seem to do much other than attract his... no wait, HER attention. The barrel of the gun was adjusted a few degrees to bear on him, and the next thing he knew, he was flying backward as "WHAM!" the solid slug slammed into his sternum like a sledgehammer.
"Backup, we need backup! We can't drop this woman, she's too powerful!"
"Squad this is Dispatch. Additional units are unavailable."
Greeat. The lieutenant on scene shook his head and switched over to local traffic. "OK men, since just shooting in her general direction won't do it, coordinate fire. Aim for the torso or the head, maybe we'll get lucky and she won't be armored. Ready... Fire at will!"
The figure staggered as several shots hit her at once, almost dropping to one knee. "Bastards... fine... you wanna play... I'll play..." Her wrist flared, and several officers, advancing on her with batons drawn, suddenly felt queasy... and a greenish glow emanated out from them to touch her.
"Dammit, she's got a kinetic inducer. Well.. thing's gotta have batteries... wear her down!"
A fussilade of shots rang out, and again, the woman seemed to stagger slightly... but then righted herself and again the wrist glow.
"Come on, fuzzballs, how you like it when you're the weak and I'm the stronger?" The assault rifle opened up again, cutting down two men, and wounding another. Policemen found themselves hugging the ground as bullets whistled overhead.
"Carlin! How she nail Blake and Sampson?"
"Didn't you hear? She's got a kinetic inducer... she weakened their armor vests and upped the power on her shots! Take cover, guys!"
It was not to be. One by one... the police dropped, as Betty "Highside" Harris graduated from small-time crook and motorsports enthusiast.. to cop-killer.
((Betty Highside plays on Virtue - she is a level 10 AR/Kinetic corruptor))
"City of Heroes. April 27, 2004 - August 31, 2012. Obliterated not with a weapon of mass destruction, not by an all-powerful supervillain... but by a cold-hearted and cowardly corporate suck-up."