Eve was mostly unphased by the ordinance slamming into it. Sure it took quite a few minor wounds and maybe even a major one, but it an extremely powerful regeneration to make such wounds negilible. Dropping the dead Gunner, Eve slowly stalked forward, savoring the moment of potential bloodshed. Behind Eve, the body of the Gunner vanished in a burst of light but the Devoured paid that no mind. Kicking off, Eve jumped into the air and came down on the Buckshot.
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Cursing loudly and at length, Chertak began sprinting away from the falling building. The shortest path out of the rapidly growing shadow was off to the side but Johnny was in front of Chertak. Snarling, he choose the better chance at life and made his dash. He almost made it out. The building came down and Chertak managed to escape the majority of the structure, but a large chunk of concrete had broken off as the building fell and caught Chertak right on his legs. The Rikti toppled, his legs pinned by the boulder and his rifle knocked away during his fall. The only highlight of his current situation was that at least that gravity controlling human couldn't see him.
Statesman said let there be heroes, and there were heroes.
Lord Recluse said let there be villains, and there were villains.
NCsoft said let there be nothing, and there was nothing.
Johnny slowly stood back up, clutching his chest.
"Here scary scary scary...."
"Here, scary scar-AHA!" He yelled, smashing a piece of rock onto an obviously empty space.
"Oh. Hey wait, I can fix this."
He braced himself against the building and, still clutching his chest, began to steadily increase the density of all the larger sections of debris closest to him.
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The Buckshot screamed and crumpled to the floor, "dead.", but he had been with the Family for a while, and teleported away.
The final Gunner realized that he, too, could escape without risking it not activating like for Erik or Donny, and began to raise his hands in surrender. Seeing her prey about to leave, Eve charged forward, intent on smashing that area one last time.
At the last second, the Gunner stopped and jumped, landing on Eve and stabbing at her neck with his bowieknife.
The [censored] mafio had made a huge mistake. The buildings were crumbling under their own wieght. As the building next to Becky began to crumble, a huge piece flew off and landed on Becky, as her legs and stomach were being crushed she yelled out to the mobster, "STOP DAMN YOU! STOP! YOUR GOING TO KILL US ALL!"
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Coldfire looked at the screen with a grimace. "If that gangster doesn't stop, when he leaves the arena, he'll leave in pieces." he said. "Down sparky." Carlos said with a smile.
Johnny swore. He hadn't heard any bones crunching yet, and he couldn't increase density forever. He took a shot of stimulants and began to lift rocks up, searching for his lost opponent.
(Hey are there any NPC's Open, or any want any help with whom they are fighting anyone)
((Did you stop t3h crushifying?))
((Yeah, he's more "Here? No...." now.))
(Umm..... I'm lost I havent fought anyone this fight so far)
Eve screeched and lifted up its arms to try to grab the gunner and beat him to a pulp. The knife wasn't actually doing much damage as it was, but if Eve let the thug work at it for too long, then the Devoured might be in a bit of trouble.
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No one was more surprised as Chertak was, except maybe Johnny, when the boulder pinning his legs to the ground was suddenly lifted up. Realizing his mistake, the Family thug slammed the boulder back down into the ground but by that time Chertak had already scrambled out from under it. Forgoing a weapon, Chertak jumped atop the boulder that had so recently been the bane of his existence and looked at Johnny. Freaked out by this apparently unkillable Rikti, Johnny hurridly levitated a couple pieces of rubble and hurled them at Chertak. The Warmaster easily leaped over all the projectiles and landed on his feet right next to Johnny. However, due to the damage his legs had sustained, Chertak stumbled a bit when he landed and Johnny took advantage of this oppertunity. Reaching into his suit, Johnny pulled a giant, nasty looking knife out of an inner pocket. Flicking a switch with his finger caused the knife to begin vibrating at super-sonic speeds, generating a loud hum.
"Now you'll find out why they call me 'the Knife', alien scumbag!" Johnny shouted as he stabbed Chertak in the side.
The knife slid through the Rikti's power armor like a hot knife through butter and sunk up to the hilt in Chertak's side. But before Johnny could pull it back out for another stab, Chertak brought his elbow down on Johnny's arm, breaking his hold. Then Chertak headbutted Johnny in the face, knocking the thug to the ground in a daze. Crouching down next to the Family member, Chertak grabbed Johnny's face and lifted it up.
"Now you: Will find out: Why I am: Called Warmaster: Alien scumbag," Chertak said before he slammed Johnny's head against the concrete again and again until the human faded away as his medi-beacon kicked in.
Yanking the knife out of his side, Chertak tried to ignore the searing pain that accompainied each step as he stood up and walked around the remains of the building. Before his own medi-beacon kicked in, the Warmaster would at least see how the rest of the battle had progressed outside of his little duel with the goblin and his feud with Johnny.
OOC: Had to rewrite the whole bloody thing because I accidently closed the web browser just as I finished the first time. Hope that ending was good enough for you, Soviet. I certainly liked it.
Statesman said let there be heroes, and there were heroes.
Lord Recluse said let there be villains, and there were villains.
NCsoft said let there be nothing, and there was nothing.
The Gunner screamed as Eve made a successful grab. She drew him off of her back.
He knew he was going to be gone in a moment, so he hit his mediport. As his last act of violence, he forcefully stabbed the razorblade into his captor.
He exploded in a flash of light.
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((Next up, say hello to.....))
An ominous, black helicoptor circles the Coliseum.
"What will we do?"
"We will grind them into dust!"
"Why will we do this?"
"To subvert the meta! The meta will serve us!"
"WHO-ARE-WE?"
"We are Malta! We are the world's finest! All will serve the Malta!"
The helicoptor landed directly in front of the guard.
Out came two gunslinger lieutenants, a sapper, a TacOp commander, a Gunslinger commander, two Herc titans, an operations engineer, and four Tactical operatives.
"We are here for the meta. Registration will not be needed." Stated the TacOp commander bluntly to the guard.
((Since I'm a pretty big team, you can pit me against the others or whatever.))
From the darkness of the streets, he could fully see the entire arena. His sunglasses shined in the moonlight. That fight had been a [censored], and now, Charcold was weak. "I'm sending a friend to help out." he said through his earpiece. "Backup is always a good thing. Is it my old friend Diomedes?" Drone of War's voice asked through the earpiece. "Indeed."
As Coldfire sat in the room chatting with Carlos he saw a friend walk in. It was his long time ally, Blade of Dragon. "Hey!" Cold yelled out. Blade saw him and ran over. "Hey, what happened to you?" He said with a smirk. "Charcold." Cold responded. "..." Blade responded with nothing. His face distorted, he slowly came back to normal. "I'm thinking about entering, but I might not, was thinking of just watching can coming back later..." He said.
((This is your choice, I can enter in Blade, or if you don't want me controlling to many characters, I'll just send in Carlos, Drone, and Diomedes. Diomedes and Drone work as a team and I was thinking that Diomedes would just loan Drone his minions and not actually enter. Up to you.))
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Becky flipped the rock off of her. "Dammit!" She said as the pain to hold of her body. Regeneration wasn't a fun process, the pain was horrible. As Becky stood up, she set her sights for the alien. It's back was turned and this was a perfect opportunity. Becky teleported to the top of the building behind the rikti warmaster. "Got ya now." She said as she launched herself off the building at full force, sword drawn.
((Awesome end, btw, Khel.))
HOLD! Podo bellowed at Becky as he saw her bring her sword down on the wounded rikti warmaster.
Becky's eyes got big as he heard Podo, she tripped over her own feet and landed face first in a pile of rubble. Becky lifted her head out of the ground and looked at Podo with an angry look. "You better have a good explaination for why you ruined my hair." She said.
((w00t, comedy relief!))
Podo leapt to Becky and bowed to her again. Thank thou for honoring my urgent request. He answered. I do not wish to harm the rikti anymore, he was an honorable fighter and claimed he would yield once he defeated the man on our team, who hurt his pride by attacking him while he was unarmed and yielding as we spoke. He will honor his request, I am sure, allow me to speak with him.
The TacCom grabbed the guard by the collar and held him to his night vision goggles.
"Respond to me."
Goro had now been able to find his way of the arena and was watching the fight continue on the monitor. It was rageing pretty good out there. Goro sighed as he was a little bored.
Becky sat up and looked at Podo as he walked away. She sighed and leaned back, "I need a drink..."
OOC: Ok, sorry this took me so long.
BIC: Screeching in pain, Eve tried to grab the knife out of its spot right behind its head. The Devoured was unable to reach it and quickly forgot about the dagger in its rush to kill. For Eve had spotted Podo and Becky and screeched once more, but this time in anger, not pain. Seeking to destroy all abominations, the Devoured charged the pair of heroes and Chertak.
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Chertak wearily looked over at Becky and then nodded his thanks to Podo. Sinking down to sit on a rock, Chertak let his arms hang limp in between his legs as he briefly rested. The Rikti lifted up Johnny's knife and seemed to study it as he spoke to Podo.
"I am grateful: For you assistance and: Your respect," Chertak said to the goblin. "Too many people: Of this world see: My people as monsters: Only to be destroyed: I admit: That their hostility: Is not: Unwarrented: After this: Fight is over I: Would speak with: You more: Defeat Eve and: This fight will end."
Chertak pointed at the charging Devoured and then flipped around the knife so that its grip was facing outward. Holding it like that, Chertak handed it to Podo.
"Here: Take this: An honorable trophy: For an honorable opponent."
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The guard slapped away the commander's hand and matched him glare for glare. After a second of that, the guard regained his composure.
"You guys know the rules. You get tested, you get qualified, you get in. And as far as I know, your special rules are still good. For every super that you take down, they get teleported to your base instead of our hospital. But a warning to you guys: We've beefed up security since that altercation with those thugs and some of your guys. Even though Malta is one of the most powerful organizations around, you won't find the Coliseum that easy to bully anymore. If you've got that, then you can go in."
The guard lowered his hand to his holstered pistol and gave the commander a dirty look.
OOC: You don't need to know what the guard talked about. Just inventing a bit of backstory. But be warned, this guy is serious.
Statesman said let there be heroes, and there were heroes.
Lord Recluse said let there be villains, and there were villains.
NCsoft said let there be nothing, and there was nothing.
As Becky leaned back and took a breather, the Devoured charged and knocked her a few yards. In the air, Becky got her balance and landed on her feet, she swiftly turned around and readied her blade. "Get ready for a good old fashion [censored] whoopin'!" She yelled as she targeted the Devoured.
((Nah, I followed that pretty well. We wipe a super, he's ours. I get it.))
The TacCom snorted in annoyed approval, and motioned for his men to take him to the training room.
He knew the drill; His personal crew had taken out Screaming Comet, Taurus, and the Angelic Axeman here. They entered the training room, and the Herc Titan raised its left arm, signalling for the test to begin.
A few seconds passed before an intercom crackled on and a timid sounding man spoke to the Malta.
"Uhh...I really hate to say this but there's too many of you. If you, um, split into two groups things would go much easier. You'll still work on the same team, it's just that twelve Malta operatives kinda transcend our difficulty scale here."
Statesman said let there be heroes, and there were heroes.
Lord Recluse said let there be villains, and there were villains.
NCsoft said let there be nothing, and there was nothing.
"Ah, yes, forgot how small this place was."
"HCT-274 and 5, Sapper, Gunslinger boss, engineer. You all come with me. The rest of you....Actually, you others head into the crowd. Find any low-level metahumans we can take, and take them. Six will be ample."
"Let's go." He snorted back to the intercom.
"I'd say that the Coliseum frowns upon abducting paying customers but we also added a small clause onto our contract after you guys came through en masse last time. And I think the bosses have some sort of special deal with you guys, but who cares what I think?"
Several panels opened up in the wall while a chair for each panel rose up from the floor.
"Ok, read over the form that is on the monitor at whichever seat you pick. Sign it then fill out the next couple of forms. Nothing tedious, just things like name, age, who you want notified in case of death, insurance agency, and any powers and/or weapons you'll be using in the Coliseum. The Titans are mostly exempt from that since their specs are in our database but they can still fill out the more informational bit. After all that, just head on over to the targeting range which will open up behind you and show off those weapons or powers that won't blast the room to rubble."
Statesman said let there be heroes, and there were heroes.
Lord Recluse said let there be villains, and there were villains.
NCsoft said let there be nothing, and there was nothing.
Suffering from a massive headache, Podo grunted as he moved the lifeless Devoureds arm off of himself. He stood shakily, then winced as he remembered his damaged foot.
Much thanks, human gunmen. The goblin said to his new allies. Perhaps I could now take you up on your offer for medical aid? Im wounded fairly bad.