The Meeting of the Minds [Semi-Open/Closed RP]
By
Big_Bear,
Posted on: 2006-08-20 17:58 in Roleplaying
Workout Man and Static Therapy ran into each other in the stairway under very weird super circumstances.
You see Workout Man was super speeding up the stairs while Static super leapt up. They met up right before the entrance.
"Static?"
"Workout?"
"Tell me you aren't doing something evil here..."
"Nope, just seeing an old associate, you know him... John Ballard?"
"Oh."
"No I'm not here to kill him."
"Ahhh."
"Let's just find him before his lab blows up and infects us with mutant spiders ok?"
"Sure."
2.0 Suddenly found the duo next to him.
Ballard was reading the card (with one eye still closed) when the new arrivals appeared. He didn't even catch them at first, his one open eye closing slowly.
However, their presence got to him, and he jumped.
"Woah.... Oh... Uh... Hey..."
He turned the card over, seeing the simple note from Toy.
"...Your group has... A weird name." the sleep-deprived hero obviously pointed out.
Workout Man stuck his hand out for 2.0 to shake. Static smiled. If he shook E's hand he'd probably give him a shock.
Now, the 'genius' had some trouble. He thought for a second, switching the card to the left hand, reaching over his left arm with his right to shake Workout's hand, and pocketed the card in his right pocket with his left hand.
In other words, a pretzel-shape.
Then, he used his right hand to reach back to his desk, and grabbed a pot from a coffee machine with the brand name slightly hidden, but with "-ppaJo" showing.
Experiment took a drink of the coffee, sighing in relief at having some caffeine.
He still was groggy, but at least he was semi-there now.
"Try one of these." Workout held a capsule in his hand. "I use it to stay awake on patrols."
John shook his head, waving away the capsule. "No, no... I have to eventually wake up on my own or I fall asleep in five minutes."
He stretched as he walked toward the men's bathroom.
"Follow me, gentlemen... and villains. I shall get you into my base, and I can show you around a little. I warn you though... If something is in a red-outlined area, stay the hell away from it."
He walked in, sliding an entirely non-descript wall-tile to the side. He clicked three tiny spots that compressed behind the tile, meaning camo'ed buttons.
The only toilet in the whole room lifted up into the roof, showing what seemed to be an entry tube downward. If anyone were to look down, they would see total darkness and emptiness.
"Please proceed to jump down the hatch. Uh... When you get down there, do not go beyond the yellow line. Trust me."
Hal sighed. "Why do I get myself into these things?" he said, and jumped in.
Static and Worokout followed suit.
"Aaaaaaaaaagh!!"
"Get your armor on!"
"Why didn't you tell me it was 9:15!?"
"Jeez, you little klutz, get back here and put your skirt on!"
"But I can't find my helmet! Ginstar, I can't find my helmet!!"
"LEAVE it!"
"But I -"
"Oh, for crying out loud."
The purple and green android scowled heavily and scooped his little sister onto his shoulders. "We're leaving. NOW." Packing up a small box and tucking it under his arm, he kept Essex in a fireman's hold over his shoulder before a soft humming came from his boots.
His accelerators were online.
Ginstar tore through the streets of Paragon City, upsetting pedestrians and narrowly preventing causing traffic accidents as his blinding speed carried him and Essex forward. Into the lobby of the Paragon Times he sped, causing the revolving door to spin so fast it whistled.
The receptionist was faced with an odd sight.
A man with a green mohawk, garishly glam sunglasses, and purple and green armor with large busters, carrying a large box under one arm, and what looked like a little girl over his other arm. The girl seemed dazed, her eyes wide and her blonde hair whipped back with the speed of their commute.
"John Ballard....plzkthx...." she uttered dazedly.
"KYAAAAAH!" the receptionist cried. "It's the Freakshow! And they've kidnapped a little girl!! He has a bomb!!!"
"What?" Ginstar blinked, tilting his head. "What the hell you going on about, doll?"
"Kyaaaah! Kyaaaaaaaaaahh!!" the receptionist continued to scream, waggling her hands about and beginning to sprint aimlessly around the room.
Seeing her do so, the remainder of the people in the lobby began to follow suit. Soon the lobby of the Paragon Times was chaos.
"...Maybe we better go upstairs..." Ginstar muttered as he edged over to the elevator, dazed Essex still in tow.
Japancakes.
Art - Theme 005 - Seeking Solace
((ROFL))
As they entered the stairs, they caught a wave of green men just exiting at the top.
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Reikoff shook his head and hopped in.
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After a short charge, and the sighting of Reikoff disappearing, all of the Trolls stopped but two, who screamed "KAMIKAZEEEEE!" As they dove headfirst down.
John could hear a lot of commotion from the stairs before the trolls appeared, two familiar ones jumping down the shoot.
He cleared his throat, scratching his head. "Uh... I kinda only invited Prikker and Snikker to come, guys... Hey, I think there is a weight room in this newspaper building... Don't ask... Perhaps level 95? You guys should check it out!"
"Waargh!" One of them roared, and they stormed away.
The cloud of trolls passed Essex and Ginstar on their way to Ballard's office. Still over Ginstar's shoulder, Essex waved to the Trolls she recognized.
"Hi Thukka! Hi Morgo! Hi Killa! Hi Fuppa! Hi Raffa! Hi Toofie! Hi Sissush!"
"Toast, kid, you got the weirdest friends." Ginstar muttered.
"It's not my friends that all your friends are drunks, ravers, and hookers." Essex dryly replied.
"I WORK...in a CLUB." Ginstar growled, leering over his sunglasses. "Now where's your friend's office?"
Japancakes.
Art - Theme 005 - Seeking Solace
Workout Man turned to the trolls. "Guys!" Workout Man quickly greeted them in trollish. He had been studying the weird language for some time and finally knew how not to insult their mothers.
A rather young man, who could almost pass for a teenager if not for his height, walked out of the office.
He was grumbling something about how John always invited the wierdest people, when he came upon the androids. He blankly stared for a second, before realizing that they were most likely here for his boss.
"Oh, uh... You know him as 2.0, right? The guy that hasn't changed his costume since he got to the city?"
The guy turned his hand toward where he had just walked out of. "E is in the bathroom... Along with some guy who looked like a military commander, two trolls, a green, smokey guy, a guy in a trench coat, someone who looked like a hobo off the street, and a group o' Crey."
The guy put his hand out in a welcoming gesture. "Welcome to the Paragon City Times, by the way. The office you are entering is known to house half of the heroes that have secret identities. I am Kevin, A.K.A, Water-Pulse, Experiment's sidekick. John Ballard, A.K.A, Experiment 2.0, just opened his base's doorway. Enter the men's bathroom and... Well, I guess he is waiting..."
Kevin took a breath, walking past the androids. He took to the stairs. He waved back, calling out. "Just don't touch anything down there. I swear, that guy must make everything explosive!"
Meanwhile, John moved to his desk, and started spinning, pondering if the guys that had jumped down the chute had even reached the base yet...
***********
When the others arrived, they would most likely not be impressed. The first thing they would likely see would be a huge door, with a large area outlined with a yellow tag in front of it. It seemed as though they could just walk past the yellow line, and hit the switch to open the door...
"Thanks, Kev." Ginstar nodded, turning around and heading towards the bathroom. Essex waved at him with a smile as she was carried off. Until she realized something.
"I can't go in the -boys'- bathroom!" she squealed, blushing furiously.
"You are so ridiculous."
Ginstar shoved open the door, glancing over the 'bathroom' before finding Ballard.
"Special delivery, J-dog." the purple android muttered, placing down the large box before grabbing his sister off his shoulder and placing her down.
"Hi Sir Expiriment!" Essex said brightly with a wave.
Japancakes.
Art - Theme 005 - Seeking Solace
John spun into the bathroom on the chair, smiling. He stopped, standing, and managed to get out "Heya Esssswoah...." before he started stumbling. He shook his head, and coughed.
"...As I was saying... Heya, Ess! Greetings... Ginstar, was it?" 2.0 inquired. "Sorry, I am most definately not good with names."
He pointed toward the hole that the toilet had left when it had ascended. "This room is NOT my base, before either of you say anything. Down the chute is a slide, which leads to the underground area of the PCT. Down there, you will see a doorway with a yellow tag surrounding it. Do NOT walk past the yellow tab unless you think you can avoid a laser wall, flamethrowers, blasters, and a robotic, exploding puppy."
Which Workout Man had just done. The man was thoroughly charred and his invulnerabillity was the only thing that kept him alive. "*cough* What the *cough* was tha *cough weeze cough*" He of course collapsed, on the floor. Static shook his head. "Amateur."
((I wanna join, but im too lazy to write an intro))
Out of the main door, appeared the same man that had just greeted Ginstar and Essex. Kevin shut off the security systems, a green and blue helmet in hand.
"Heya, fellas! Come on in, avoid anything that even looks CAPABLE of exploding (which is almost everything), and relax!"
Kevin walked ahead, pointing to the right. The wall slid across, viewing what seemed to be a T.V. screen the size of an elephant. Next to it, a huge glass case, full of different console systems.
"Okay, you have the Experi-box 360, the PS2.0, and the Exper-Cube." informed Kevin, "Beanbags against the wall over there, watch out for the one beeping. He managed to construct it with a time-bomb inside. Once he is satisfied enough people came, he will most likely talk to you... Although, right now I think he is chatting with some robots."
Reikoff stood idly as the Trolls rushed for the gaming systems.
Static shook his head and stood next to Reikoff. "I know you from somewhere." He stuck out his hadn for Reikoff to shake. "I'm sure it wasn't back when I was a hero."
Workout Man, ears still ringing crawled over to the beeping bean bag and plopped his sorry self on it...
An immensly large glass cube descended over the beanbag, now beeping rapidly.
"Damnit." muttered the sidekick, a boom emenating from the cube, smoke filling it.
"That is correct, Mr. Ballard," the disguised Toy Dispenser said as he pulled a card out of his pocket and handed it to John.
It read:
The Official LMOUSVEV Calling Card
The Legion of Mismatched or Otherwise Unorthodox but Still Very Evil Villains
"Long name, quality villainy."
If you wish to contact us, please burn over an open flame.
If you wish to curse the name of one or more of our constituents, please place this card in a carbonated beverage.
On the back it read:
Yo
-Toy
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.