((<.< I am NOT joining too many RPs, whatcha talkin' 'bouuut...
>.>
Oksy, maybe a FEW too many.))
The man, clothed in almost purely blood red, quickly reacted to the sound of the voice from the alley.
It seemed he was about 20, maybe 23, as he rolled to the right, and pulled two pistols from holsters hidden beneath his jacket. He seemed to have them perfectly aimed on Troy's head.
"Okay, buddy, you wanna try and act tough? Just TRY and 'mug' me, see how close ya get, punk." he spoke, his voice seemingly the audiable reincarnation of gravel.
Then, two more thugs, in similar clothing, poked their own pistols around the corner. "Though, you MAY have to get past my buddies, Ben and Pete here."
Troy narrowed his eyes in frustration as he backed away. The white tee that the Butchers all wore that were stained with blood stood out in the shadows.
"I ain't afraid of some guys with guns." Troy said as he pointed his now-glowing fingers at Ben and Pete. Almost immedietly, the glow seemed to just sizzle out. Confused and scared, Troy stared at his fingers, thinking about how this was the worst possible time for him to lose power.
"Listen, man, help a guy out?" Troy tried desperatly. "I really need money, man. My, uh... brother's real sick and we're real poor. We don't got no money for his operation."
The guy sat, his guns still primed and ready to fire. "...Liar."
However, he did nod his head to his thugs, and they lowered their guns. He stood, holstering his left pistol, while lowering, but not uncocking, the other. "I don't believe you. If you and your brother were really in a tight spot, you could just go to some kind of shelter... I THINK they have those in Paragon... Probably run by Lost... But also, your stained with blood. You would have cleaned it by now if you didn't want cop trouble."
He grinned, although it was hard to tell behind his blood-red mask. "You're a gang member. Hehe... Mugging people is the best way you can come up with to get money?"
"Well... it's the easiest." Troy said, momentarily defeated. He recovered what little power he had left and put it into his finger. It wasn't enough to do any real damage, but it could probably put on a nice distraction.
"I was only trying to get you to give up; make it easy for you!" Troy lied. "You don't know what I can do, man! I've got a whole nuclear powerplant in my finger! I could blast you to bits!"
"That doesn't sound exactly like something a good guy would say." A voice said as desert sand began to swirl around a space. The man who appeared was strange indeed; his clothes were Egyptian in origin and his head was like that of a jackal.
"Dang... a supe." Troy said.
"Duck, kid." the voice spoke from behind Troy, as a ball of green chemicals flew toward the hero. It exploded, sending shimmering, weakening poisons out, followed by hails of gunfire from two pistols held by the gunner.
Behind him, his thugs pulled their own pistols, and began firing a covering layer of fire toward the hero to keep him back, at least a little.
The blood-red gunner rolled over a car, giving himself a bit of cover. "You may want to give yourself a little room, buddy." he called to Troy, loading a new clip.
Troy quickly jumped out of the alley and began running. He didn't know who those guys were or why they were helping him; like it mattered. He needed money to get his powers back. There had to be a bank or something nearby...
"Human, you are taxing my patience!" The hero said as he attempted to block the bullets. His invulnerability would help him here; being a god did have its perks. But the poisons had done their toll; he was weakened, and he could feel his powers weakening.
"You mortals will run out of ammunition at one point!" Anubis of the Judged said, for that was his name. "When you do, not even death will be an escape from me!"
"Where the hell is Troy?" Xey said to himself
Being a Lt. had its perks like knowing how to "find" the super juices that kept most of the gang with powers. Fortunately for him he didn't need it having received his powers from "other" sources.
The ability to control water was a power to be weary of.
Then he herd gun shots
"O please dont have let Troy jump a hellion or worse yet a super in plain cloths."
Xey ran off toward the sounds of gun shots.
When Xey arrived there where men in red shooting at a hero.
He had to find Troy
Troy where are you?!!
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The leader of the gunners gave a wide smirk, and ducked behind the car. He then began yelling over the vehicle. "You're right, hero. There is no way we can beat you by just pulverizing you with bullets..."
Then, a bottle, topped with a napkin stuffed inside, lit, and seemingly bubbling, flew toward the hero. Behind it, a guy in red and white clothing with flame patterns all over him laughed maniacley, holding two more of the Molotov Cocktails.
"However, I am sure Combustion here can deal with you... Although, in case HE runs out of lighter fluid..."
A sharp whistle pierced the air, and a motorcycle rode up to the alley. A giant of a man stepped off of the bike, and cracked his knuckles ominously. "I am sure Little Billy can help out."
The large Brute ripped a stone from the earth, and threw it toward the egyptian god.
Then, the leader began running after the kid who he had met earlier. He was probably gonna get himself hurt.
Xey arrived to see a motorcycle pull up and a huge guy get off.
Xey heard that he was called Little Billy.
"Wow man I wouldnt like to see Big Billy"
Then Xey saw the leader of the Gang run off towards....Troy! There he is and he got heat on him just great.
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Troy didn't notice the guy chasing him; all he cared about was getting money to pay for his powers. If he had turned around, he probably would've seen the leader of the gang, as well as the strange happenings in the alley.
"I had come here to Hellion territory in hopes of spreading some justice to them." Anubis of the Judged said as he turned around, looking at his opponents. "I see that this may be more of a challenge... who are you?"
The gunner behind Troy was beginning to get bored of running. He jumped to the right, and grabbed a descended ladder, climbing quickly onto the fire escape it was connected to. He dashed up, before finally reaching the roof. He took a leap upward, and managed to land on the edge of the roof without even using his hands.
He then began sprinting, and jumping the small gaps in the buildings, his blood-red leather jacket flowing in the wind as he began catching up to the kid below.
Meanwhile, Little Billy simply drooled as he prepared for an attack by the hero.
Two thugs, wearing blood-red trenchcoats, came from behind the Bruiser, the second Enforcer closing the sewer grate behind them. "I think we can explain. We are Blood Gunners," the first replied, swivelling his two sub-machineguns in his hands absent mindedly, "The main part of our gang was practically destroyed by people like you."
He brought the two weapons up, aimed at the hero as well as the leader of the group had been aiming at Troy earlier, "This is our Vengeance."
The thugs, the pyromaniac, the Enforcers, and the Bruiser, all went to action. The pyro-freak ducked behind the car, and chuckled madly as he began messing with something. The thugs began firing pistol shots blindly from behind their wall cover, while the Enforcers fired while diving behind the walls of the alley.
Of course, the Bruiser did as he always did, and ran at the hero, swinging his fists madly.
"Well this is stinks I hate running and to be chasing a Mastermind at that.... just great"
Xey was closing in on the mastermind 15 yards away and closing his feet hitting the ground hard the guy in front of he
probably could have heard him a mile away. Yet he was closing
then out of nowhere the guy vanished,unknown to Xey he was above him.
Xey yelled
"Troy wait up its me!! i got what ya need!!!"
((Im going to describe him))
Xey's head was covered in a blood red hood his face covered by
a bandits mask. There were also spines coming out of his shoulders like those of the CoT. He was wearing the red chaos
leather and trench coat with a white skull with blood at the crown of the head which all Lieutenants wore. His pants where
also blood red; there was a skull on his belt and he wore no shoes.
((Im going to play the game so forgive me if I post a bit late ill check it once an hour))
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Troy turned and looked at Xey. "Good, a Butcher." He said. "When do I get my powers?"
"Right after my fist hits your face." A voice said as a bluish silver android flew into Trow, hitting him in the face.
"The name's Daryl." The android said. "I'll be beating the snot out of you today. Hope you don't mind."
A bullet flew by the android, hitting the curb with a loud *PING!*
"...Hm. I was SURE that would hit." the Blood Gunner Leader muttered, scratching his head. He shrugged, and took aim with both pistols yet again. "Now then, how 'bout you back off the kid, and I don't have to sever your head from your body, huh?"
"Someone didn't get their morning coffee." Daryl joked. "Really, you need to find a way to solve your problems nonviolently. Stop being violent, or I'll rip your arms out."
"Mind telling me why you're helping me?" Troy asked the Blood Gunner. "There're at least two Butchers here, and we don't like people who mess with us."
"Because," the Gunner called back as he loaded another magazine into his pistols, "I'm bored. Plus, the rest of my gang was obliterated by heroes. Me no like heroes, you apparently no like heroes. Get it now?"
With that, he took aim at the android again, and smirked. "...Won't miss this time..." he growled quietly, closing one eye for easier aiming.
((Sorry took me so long to post got into the longest tf of my life))
"Troy here Catch"
Xey threw the item that would give the kid super powers.
"So whos the friend?"
Xey saw a gun go off from the man near Troy
Man I hope he doesnt turn on us I dont think we could handle an mm right now. Xey thought to himself
Xey started muttering mystic words under his breath and cast a beam of ice rushing toward the silver man hopefully it would incase him in ice and hold him there.
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"Well, looks like you guys came to play." Daryl said jokingly as jumped to the side, dodging both attacks. "It's a shame that I play rough."
"You fools would dare attack a god?!" Anubis of the Judged yelled angrily. "I shall mummify you myself!" Flames all appeared on his fingers and began moving in a circular motion. Before long, a little ring of fire had appeared there.
Anubis of the Judged quickly tossed the ring of fire at Tiny. It steadily grew in size until it completely surrounded the bruiser.
The bruiser froze, or, more accurately, stopped moving while being the opposite of frozen.
Burnzen? I dunno.
Anyway, he started roaring, as if like a creature, and ripped a rock from the ground, and threw it at Anubis, while his skin burned slowly.
"Fire with fire!" a voice yelled, and the car behind the bruiser began pushing forward slowly, before the Pyro-lover kicked the back. Apparently, he had broken the hand brake. It rolled toward Anubis of the Judged, the gas panel open.
Inside, a flame began ascending a moist towel, covered in gasoline.
Meanwhile, Blood Gunner Leader ((That is his in-game name as well, oddly enough,)) fired once again, this time with only his right pistol.
However, he then reached into his pocket, and pulled two balls of green chemicals from it. He threw one each at his two allies, increasing their strength and accuracy for a while what with the chemical reaction within the drug-laden things.
"Hey, this isn't exactly fair."A voice said from above as a giant creature jumped down from the top of a building, landing on the car. With seemingly no fear of burns, the creature pulled the gasoline-soaked towel and dropped it near the pyromaniac.
The creature's face and body were severely veined and muscular. His black hair was swept back. A blue t-shirt and jeans that seemed to be XXL were very tight on him. His skin was orange, except for his feet, which had purple markings on them.
"You guys picked a bad day to crawl out of the shadows." The hero said. "Now you'll have to face the Un-Monster!"
With the chemical aids running though his body Xey pulled the water molecules from the air and slow a geyser of water formed
and leveled out to about six feet in the air.
Xey then lashed out and 4 tendrils of water came from the column of water. What the hero didn't know was that at the end of the tendrils hard ice had formed and it was sharp enough to
cut through the hardest metal. Not to mention that the temp of the ice was 0 Kelvin.
The tendrils attacked the hero if they hit any part of him the place they hit would have to be amputated and the hero would
get hypothermia.
Few survived this attack and even if he managed to not get hit there where the other two to attack him while he dogged since
Troy should have caught the power juices by now ((hint hint))
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Troy grinned as the powers began flowing through his body. "Yeah... this is nice..." Energy began to surround his hands as he looked at Daryl, who wasn't even trying to dodge the attack.
"You don't know much about machines." Daryl said as the tendrils came towards him. "The colder things get, the better a machine can run!"
Bramor looked across the street, he saw some guy talking about being 'god' like,"Finally, someone who might match my power."
he then walked toward him and drew a very large pistol, then another,"If you claim to be a 'god' then try and fight me!" with that a telekinetic wave of energy flew at, he just waited to see if it hit.
While the Bruiser was distracted with the God, the other thugs simply looked at the creature.
Finally, an Enforcer spoke up. "...The Un-Monster? Wouldn't that mean that you would fight monsters, which, in this case, would mean you would fight yourself?"
"Honestly," the other spoke, aiming his twin uzis, "Hypocrit."
The guns fired, followed by the other two Gunner's pistols. Finally, a Molotov Cocktail flew into the air, aiming to hit the car head on, which would most likely cause an explosion.
(OOC: With all of the gangs in Paragon City, I figured that in this RPG there'd be a new one. The story's going to revolve around this new gang, 'The Butchers', and how they all seem to have powers. Feel free to add new characters to the Butchers.)
His name was Troy. In his life he had made a few mistakes, sure; who hasn't? But if there's one thing he shouldn't have done, it was joined the Butchers.
Troy had never thought that joining the Butchers was a bad idea; heck, even now he liked being one. They were still relatively new to the scene, but they had one thing that none of the other gangs had. Not the Tsoo, the Trolls, not the Skulls or the Hellions.
They had powers; all of them.
Sure, it had cost them all. They had to do most of their crimes just to pay the guy who kept giving them powers. The powers would only last a few hours or so, and after that they were dry. Powers like that were more addicting then any drug.
Troy himself had the power to create pure energy. He could only do the small stuff, nothing fancy; not like some of the other Butchers. Troy found himself frequently mugging people to pay for the powers.
This was the case that day. He could feel his powers leaving him. He was slowly becoming sluggish and losing focus. He had to get the money fast. Quickly, he eyed his target; a person walking down the street and who was about to pass the alley he was hiding in.
"Hold it!" Troy said as he stepped out of the shadows and made a grab for the person. If he only knew who it was...
(OOC: Someone step in and take control of the person.)