Damien looked at the man called "Ballard". "I think your right, that someone needs to give that rock some anger management lessons." Damien said.
Turning back to look at Essex, he was suprised to see her at the cockpit of a vehicle with the lizard thing known as "Vern". This was getting worse then his first acid trip and that was bad.
Darean was pacing up and down the catwalk. "Stupid, stupid. Why did acid and Ket take a trip down to the planet? They could've at least taken me off this pile of spce debree." Darean was muttering to himself.
OOC: >_> I'll get to this place eventually, again. But until I make a definitive post, the guards wouldn't actually know how to make a high or even middle-class ID. They're just there to check things. The whole checking process is completely automated anyway and....
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You know what? I need to stop trying so hard to make you guys not win. Keep your ID knowledge. I'm sure I'll make Kef's life miserable some other way. 
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.
((My lack of clarity strikes again. I need to stop posting things at weird hour in the morning when I can't sleep. They come out all wonky. Edit the post for the sake of that darned elusive clarity.
Of coure, feel free to keep making Kef's life miserable. It just wouldn't be lichworld without misery! ^_^))
"Really now?" Acid chuckled, deactivating the zero-G field again to not confuse random people who he happened to drive by, "I do believe we can work with that..."
"If I had Force powers, vacuum or not my cape/clothes/hair would always be blowing in the Dramatic Wind." - Tenzhi
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Damien was sure Essex was going to take off with Vern. "Listen, no offense to you "Vern", but where we going and why?" Damien asked.
Darean was still pacing around the catwalk caught up in his own thoughts.
((Acid and Kefetasura are off on a road trip through New Mu.
Vern is waiting for Phillis, Expeiment, Tam, your twins, Keegan, and whoever else got taken up to the ship, to stop arguing and come with him. He is presently in the doorway of the cockpit, taking Ess for a ride.
As for anyone else, I haven't got a clue. ))
"If I had Force powers, vacuum or not my cape/clothes/hair would always be blowing in the Dramatic Wind." - Tenzhi
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((Thuel is in New Mu, also his platoon is there too. Im thinking haveing him run into Acid and Kef if they want to.))
Thuel walked along the busy indrustialised streets with guards and Secret Police at almost every corner of every block. He walked along the streets untill two Secret Police members stopped him asking for ID, he simply showed them his eye. This eye if viewed from the right angle in the right light would appear to bear the Secret Police's insignia.
The Secret Police members lead them though a secret passage in an alleyway. The frist man spoke: "Load up on amunition, ya's not gonn' be back 'ere." With those words he motioned to the other man, the two opend a locked set of metal doors, to reveal a rack of various AR-52CCR barel attachments, various amunitions. "Go'n picks what'eva ye's needs."
Thuel looked over the amunition section, dug his hand in, grabbed a large box marked: 'AAP-AR-52CCR-35.' in bold white letters. He reached in once more, this time for a case of 6 large, probaly 50-caliber bullets, and put them on his belt. Thuel nodded and turned around and walked off twards the Lich-Tower.
Hey all. I am Lord Diov! Final Fight thread posters will know of me...
You will be glad to know I have no intention of entering Diov into this thread.
Or any masterminds for that matter.
I'm going to go ahead and have my character appear in New Mu, he, like Lord Diov, is a dimensional traveler, and he's decided to take a bit of a vacation to a random alternate reality. (He has no dimensional powers though, you'll be glad to hear...)
If the thread has been suddenly closed, and I didn't hear about it, PM me and I can delete this post. This character is nowhere near as powerful as Diov. Again, this is for people who frequent the Final Fight thread.
Wish me luck.
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Lord H'tead stood before the shadowed figure in the room and figited. He was nervous about asking Diov to let him go...
H'tead looked very strange, being nervous. He was 8 feet tall, wore medival style armor, with tribal runes etched into it. He wore a belt with a purple gem embedded in it, and it glowed softly with potent power. He wore a hood that obscured most of his head, and his face was obscured by a cloth mask.
"So anyway...I was wondering if I could take a vaction." He finished.
Lord Diov shiffted within the shadows. "Where did you want to go in particular...?"
"Somewhere with plenty of action! A place of excitment! Maybe a timeline of Earth, its fun there..." H'tead said.
Lord Diov chuckled. If H'tead had been thinking clearly, he would have run screaming from the room.
"A place of action and excitement...Sure, why not...?" He flicked his hand, and a portal appeared.
"Enjoy." Lord Diov said.
Lord H'tead stepped through the portal. "Ah...a vacation...And to think Diov actually approves..." He thought.
Then he remembered something.
Lord Diov had a sadistic sense of humor.
"DAMNIT! NOOOO!" He screamed in his head.
"Say hello to some old friends for me!" Yelled Diov into the portal as H'tead vanished into it.
The rift in space and time whisked him into New Mu.
He looked around the deserted streets.
Then a car barelled into him at full speed, he smashed against the windsheild.
Looking into the car, he saw two figures. One of them was too blurred to make out, but the other one was green, reptilian, and something was very familier about him...
"Acid Zero..." Lord H'tead thought. "Wait...What? Where did that come from...I know him from somewhere, I just can't put my electrical finger on it..."
Of course, this was hardly the time to worry about who the strange dragon/reptile/whatever the creature was.
The car continued moving, the green guy and the blurred figure both stared at him.
He then almost slid off the car then, so he dug his clawed hands into the hood so he wouldn't fall off.
Unfortunatly...some electrical energy spiraled from his hands and into the false car's power source.
The car sped up. It was soon speeding at over 300 miles an hour. H'tead clung on for dear life.
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If anyone was wondering, he sped the car up by magnetising the car, the electrical currents forcing the mechanisms to work harder. MUCH harder.
Lord Diov lives in an alternate reality somewhere. He is a very powerful dimension being, and often conjures rifts in time and space. So creating a portal leading into ArchLichs's world would be easy for him.
If I broke any rules, please tell me.
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Yeah, sure, let's go with that: H'tead's the reason I'm driving so fast, nothing else! I do not have my foot mashed down on the gas, and my car works with elecricity! ))
"Ah crud." Acid commented. He wasn't sure if H'tead had seen him throuh the mirrored windows, but being this close, chances were he had.
He smirked to Kefetasura, "I didn't think Archie'd send someone after us that quickly. Can ya get rid of him...?"
"If I had Force powers, vacuum or not my cape/clothes/hair would always be blowing in the Dramatic Wind." - Tenzhi
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awww you didn't read my explanation?
Plus, I know for a fact that yor car CANNOT go 300 MPH with just gas.
You couldn't possibly be going faster then 295 MPH.
BIC
H'tead heard what Acid said.
He was fairly confused.
One thing he did know, he was NOT in the mood to have a 300 MPH car fight.
So he shouted at the top of his lungs..."WHO THE HELL IS ARCHIED? WHY THE HELL DID YOU JUST HIT ME WITH A CAR? AND WHERE THE HELL HAVE I SEEN YOU BEFORE?"
Normally Acid wouldn't have even heard him within the car, but H'tead was yelling quite loud...
In the meantime, electrical energy kept passively adding energy into the power source of the false car.
315 MPH...
330 MPH...
345 MPH...
(MIGHT wanna look out for pedestrians... 
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((*facepalms* I was being sarcastic. 
Acid's car is not a car. It looks like one. It does not run on gas, it does not have any electricity, and it's most ceretainly not capable of being magnetized. Otherwise anyone with a strong enough electromagnet could just pick it up and render it held, no?))
"If I had Force powers, vacuum or not my cape/clothes/hair would always be blowing in the Dramatic Wind." - Tenzhi
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What if I edited it to say it channeled to whhatever source it uses to power its self, and strengthens it? I don't care if electricity is Passe, energy is energy.
Plus, My lightning avatar kicked your sorry [censored] until you blew up my essence source in final fight...If electricity is THAT inneficent, then maybe your car should be going 200 MPH since the energy source is so weak. JK.
But seriously, would the energy source idea work?
OOC: No need to argue about the energy source. H'tead just electrified the car's outside, allowing it to slip through air molecules much easier than before. The more power he pumps out, the wider the EM field grows, and the less resistance is felt by the car. Don't worry about real world physics as much in a comic book world, folks.
BIC: "This is Guardpost 23-Alpha," rasped the skeletal soldier into a phone whose wire cord stretched back into his guard box. "The intruders are heading our way. The resident magus has already erected a class three energy shield. All guardposts behind sector 23 are to prepare class five energy shields in case the intruders penetrate ours."
Without waiting for a response, the Army of Death sergeant leaned into the guardbox and hung up the phone. He then grabbed a glowing sword and SMG from a rack just inside the door. Behind him, a black robed sorceror finished erecting the energy shield which flashed into being with a metallic snap and added a hazy quality to the air across the road.
The other guardposts in sector 23, which were effectively all the posts that Acid's car could reach at the moment, also raised their shields, while sectors 24 through 27 started powering their own defenses.
Once Acid's car crashed into the barrier and was destroyed, the half dozen Army of Death soldiers would quarantine the damage in case that this was a rebel attempt to poison the populace.
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.
"I can certainly try," Kefetasura nodded at Acid.
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Kefetasura stood on the hood of the car next to H'tead. The fact that the car was speeding at well over 300 mph didn't seem to bother him in any way. His colorful robes swished gently as if in a summer breeze.
"You're not helping things, you know," he said disdainfully at the stow-away. "My associate is trying to pilot this vehicle and you're blocking his field of vision. How about you go be on the ground? It's much safer down there. I can help you get there if you need," the demon said with a cryptic grin.
That's when he noticed they were speeding towards and energy barrier. Kefetasura sighed.
"I'll be right back," he said. In a flash he was in front of the car, both arms outstreched. A wave of telekinesis clipped the car, urging it to turn it's momentum away from the rapidly approaching barrier. Even with his help, Acid was going to have to be a damn good pilot to keep from crashing into the wall.
The demon spoke in a normal tone, but Acid could hear him as if he was still sitting in the passenger seat. In a way, he was.
"If you have a miracle in your pocket, now would be the time to turn it out."
OOC
Thanks for pointing that out Khell.
BIC
H'tead was about to respond to Kefetesura, when suddenly the car started to spin around. He then realized how damn fast the car was moving, and realized that his nervousness was passively accelerating the car by creating an electro-magnetic field around the car. He quickly changed some features in this field, making it harder for the car to pass through the space.
"Got to slow the thing down..." H'taed thought.
He slowed the car down enough to get a look at the energy barriar.
He also noticed the were heading straight for it.
"[censored]!" He said aloud.
He then clawed his way onto the roof of the car. Since Lord H'taed was a natural source of electricity, and since electricity always sought the ground, polar energy glued him to the roof of the car, even as he stood up.
He looked at the energy shield again.
"Looks sloppy...Was probably erected by an amatuer. If Diov was here he wouldn't even need to despell it, just walk right through it."
Then again, Lord Diov wasn't there, so H'taed would have to cope.
He delt with magic just about every second of his day, however. Binding his armor again and again to prevent his power from literally exploding. He gathered a large amount of essence for the molocuels in the air to power his spell.
He fired a beam of purple light straight at the barriar.
Unless the barriar was being reinforced by at least 6 expert mages, H'taed's bolt would rip it apart like tissue paper. That was unlikely considering how poorly the energy wall had been erected in the first place.
((Damn backseat drivers, all of yalls! Gimme dat wheel back!
And yeah, you can do that, but it still wouldn't have the end result of speeding the car up. Actually, this wouldn't even work in a normal car because of the transmission. Your clutch would kick out and there goes the torque to your idler gear. ))
Acid just sighed as Kefetasura's telekinetic bolt clipped the car. Why the heck didn't he just let him to what he wanted? Seriously, had he sounded worried in any way? Was there any indication of immediate danger?
This was exactly why Acid had wanted to go alone in the first place. Well, too little, too late.
"Collision." the machinery announced in a calm, monotone voice, and then the car rammed right into a building, tearing into the brick and mortar with not much of a care. It didn't even slow down much, despite H'tead's efforts (if the guy was even still on the roof and not already stuck to the wall above the hole the car had made like a certain overzealous coyote).
Through three or four walls they went, passing by decrepid rooms and a few hobos on the way, the drunken bearded men waving as the car zipped past.
And out the other side of the building they went, right into an alley across the street.
So now there was a choice - punch through or go with the old idea. With the information Kefetasura provided, Acid could manufacture an almost perfectly forged ID signal. With a little creative tinkering on the part of New Mu's computer system, they should be able to get through the next gate without a problem...
...assuming nothing else happened to throw over the whole plan, such as another dimensional vacationer spattering onto the windshield like some oversized bug, then shooting beams out in random acts of spontenous insanity.
Acid decided on the second. He'd rather keep any potential casualties out of this if he could.
New Mu didn't look like it had security cameras everywhere, and the helicopter that had surely been tracking them already would have a near-impossible time keeping up with Acid driving right through a building, especially since the car didn't emit a thermal signature.
Yeah, this alley was as good a place to change as any.
Hitting the brakes for about two or three seconds, Acid slowed the car back to the speed limit, though he and Kefetasura felt no force thanks to the expertely crafted g-force compensators.
"I don't take it asking you to just sit there and let me drive would actually net me a result, hm?" Acid questioned Kefetasura as his hand ran over the center console again.
In a slight discharge of static, which was only a side effect of the process, the shining black chassis of the car changed to a dull blood-red, the scratches H-tead had put into the car disappearing as well.
The license plates, however, were the most important change, rearranging themselves into the ID insignia of the Blood Roller, a strange, reclusive agent of the Secret Police who was rumored to actually live in his car. With the information Kefetasura had provided as well as knowledge from SENECA, the forgery was almost impossible to detect...
"If I had Force powers, vacuum or not my cape/clothes/hair would always be blowing in the Dramatic Wind." - Tenzhi
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The purple demon sighed and his shoulders slumped a little.
"Yeah, fine. Next time we're rocketing towards certain death at a high rate of speed relative to the distance we're inhabiting I'll just check in with you and see if you have a plan. Make sure that offering assistance isn't stepping on your toes, that kind of thing."
Kefetasura walked up to the car and sat back down in the passenger seat. It was slightly visually disconcerting as the car was moving much faster than he. With one curled finger he tapped Acid rudely on the side of the head.
"Wake up! Stop living in your little dream world! You are not the only person in the world who can do things, and furthermore. . . " Kefetasura stopped his tirade rather suddenly, as if he remembered something, and streched his body up and out the window and took a look at the top of the car. H'tead was still stuck to it like so much bird poop.
". . .Oh, nevermind," he grumbled, sliding back into his seat. "Trying to actually help you is like taking a bath with a toaster. It's not even a good idea in theory!" With a telekinetic scoop and flick Kefetaura flipped H'tead like a pancake and dropped him back down on the car. It served no purpose other than to amuse him.
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Trying to actually help you is like taking a bath with a toaster. It's not even a good idea in theory!"
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((Hal:. . . No comment. *blush*))
((Sorry. You can all slap me now! ))
((*slaps Hall* Damnit, Im gonna express my OWN personal views on Diov, so he himself can read them. *deep breath* god-modder, learn to lose once in a while, no offense or anyting, I like his writeings but not in a IC point. Example in FF, Essex was saying that Rosie used her nuke on Diov and he somehow teleported out of existance or something. I have someone like that too Diov, 5th Incarnation of Darkstorm, but do you see him in any threads, no. Why? Because he is a GOD, who to USE would BE GOD-MODDING. No offense Diov or anything, just some friendly critisism: Lose once in a while, dont god-mod, play nicely, etc. I understand if you want to be pissed at me, I dont care if you do get pissed at me though. ))
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Kefetasura walked up to Acid and tapped him rudely on the forehead.
"Wake up! Stop living in your little dream world! You are not the only person in the world who can do things, and furthermore. . . " Kefetasura glanced over at the car and noticed H'tead stuck to it like so much bird poop, ". . .Oh, nevermind. Trying to actually help you is like taking a bath with a toaster. It's not even a good idea in theory!"
With a telekinetic scoop and flick Kefetaura fliped H'tead like a pancake and dropped him back down on the car.
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((???))
((So...Kef walked up to a car traveling road speed...say 50? And he glanced over at the car when a second before he walked into it and tapped Acid on the forehead?
Not to mention we have no idea whether H'tead is even still on the car.
Mecha, have you been drinking again? ))
"If I had Force powers, vacuum or not my cape/clothes/hair would always be blowing in the Dramatic Wind." - Tenzhi
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((No!
>.>
<.<
Well, yes.
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IT WAS A HOLIDAY! DANGIT!
...Ok, fine. *glad they invented the edit button*
Hey, look over there! HAL'S BEING A PERVERT AGAIN!))
(( sorry I havent posted in a while been busy in real world. its scary out there anyway welcome LordDiov))
Xey looked where ink dyne had pointed and no one was there after her description of her companion Xey looked straight into the eyes of Ink Dyne.
Xey spoke with a soft but firm voice
"Im sorry if I insulted you."
After a short pause Xey spoke once more
"So you want to find your friend? Im able to fly but I can't carry you up into the air." then just remembering he had a earpiece in his ear he pressed down on it and spoke to Lyden
"Hello lyden I need some help if you would be so kind to help"
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a City of Heroes movie on the way?
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Hey Darkstorm, nice to see someone else from Infinity here.
And yes, I see your point, USING a character who is a god in thread will lead to god moding.
Which is why I specificly said DIOV WOULD NEVER BE IN THIS THREAD.
And I am not pissed at ya, I think everyone, (especially Khell) has reason to be fairly mad at me for my antics in Final Fight. I am trying to improve, and hopefully the whole thing will iron out.
And Mecha...I'm enjoying your descriptive diologue, but last time I checked, you need to give others chances to REACT before letting them be crushed and killed in one hit. Not even Diov does that...
Just thought I'd chip in. On with the show!
BIC
H'tead, unfortunatly, was still glued to the roof of the car when it ran into the building.
SMASH. One wall, one concussion.
SMASH, two walls, several broken ribs.
SMASH, three walls, falls off the car.
H'tead's passive feild of electricity was still going however, and it dragged him along like a rag doll, smashing him against random rocks and chunks of brick.
[censored] [censored] [censored] [censored] [censored] [censored] [censored] He thought.
Using all of his strength, he lurched forward and cought onto the back of the car with his claws again. He clambered up onto the hood of the trunk, dug his claws in, and collapsed.
He then went into what some people could call a coma. H'tead wasn't entire human, however, so his mind was still perfectly concious. It was his body that was failing.
Sadly, the feild of electrical energy was still going around the car, and he couldn't shut it off until he woke up again.
So either the driver would let him into the damn car, or he could be dragged around behind the car like a can on a string.
((I've been away a long time, for lack of Lyden having anything to do, so I will make amends.. with a (not) long post! >_>
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Lyden sighed lightly- after a good hour of poking and scraping, the bright orange writing Thuel had left on his arm wasn't coming off. He'd wash it off with a chemical cleanser when he got back to base. That was, if he got back to base. For now, he wasn't holding his breath. One fairly strong emotion had bypassed its chemical supression in his mind- boredom. He was still checking his connection..
]Retry attempt(GreensrycheUkraine Radar Hub) stopped
Connecting to first responding radar hub on GreensrycheEurope network
]GreensrycheEurope network not found, ending
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..To no avail whatsoever. Sitting against a tree with his laptop open and balanced on his knees, Lyden's gun case was open, his submachinegun laying fully assembled beside it. If Lyden was camping, all that was missing was the tent. Still trying to comprehend his situation as well as the cryptic transmissions his laptop was picking up, Lyden's attempts to formulate a way to successfully complete his mission were hampered at best.
Out of the corner of his eye, though, he could still see the hole that Thuel had inadvertently blew open. It was too dark to see into, but even still, Lyden was curious as to where it went. And speaking of going, he realized it would be best if he did not remain in place for too long. He shut down his laptop and folded it closed, then set it in the case and began on taking the needless gear off of his weapon.. It would be best to stay on the move.