When he was through, Kheldragon yanked the sides of the rip back together, eyes glowing like purple stars. She was careful not to make even the slightest bit of contact with him.
Khel turned around. The void was a lot like the Shadow Shard, but with ever-changing colors and no floating islands.
She slashed another hole right in front of her and ducked through it, rolling right into the middle of the heroside bar in the real Pocket D. She collided with a human patron, ending up in a three-person pileup, and the man suddenly went cold and limp.
Khel shut her eerie eyes and climbed out of the pile. She'd killed someone without meaning to. Other immortals were lucky. They didn't have to live in constant pain and in fear of killing innocent people just by too much contact.
@Dragonistic
Unless I'm quoting someone, EVERY SINGLE post above is QR.
<----Female
Dragonistic, Kheldragon, Ink Dyne, KheIdragon, Squiddy Attack
Total level is about 149.
EVILCAT
SEZ YOUR COMPU-TAR TASTE LIKE CHIKIN
((Grey: I didn't mean actually fixing the club, I meant more along the lines of repairing my infraction earlier with the detention field and not stepping in when Poe decided to go boom bot
TeCh: I didn't miss your post man, sorry if it seemed that way, I figured since Poe decided to come back for the capsule we would have a better chance at an altercation if I came with. I don't think Poe cares too much about his glasses, if it was his coat on the other hand then we would have problems. . . .it's a really really nice coat.))
I do not know my reasons for posting, but post I must. ~~Build
"We can't stop here, this is bat country."
--Johnny Depp
"I ain't bi-curious, I'm a man. Why do you think I'm wearing this tight spandex and got all these muscles?" Meatwad
((You have no idea.
Apparently, it takes minutes for him to make one of those.))
Kip followed behind Kheldragon, fully willing to take advantage of the portal she hacked into the fabric of space and time. Suddenly, his eye was burning. Something nasty had just happened and the other meta-type was somewhat the cause of it. Seeing the cold and limp human, he figured it out right quick.
"Ah, jeez..." he grunted as a nasty headache wormed its way through his skull.
A dark trail emanated from his eye as the world went gray for him. It was unusual for anybody who could witness it, but most people didn't know about the capabilities of a Guardian, a Warden, or whatever the Hell different regions called their supernatural troubleshooters.
The trail wafted into the dead man's nose and effectively rewound time for him. He was taken to a moment before Kheldragon took the last of his life force away, which drained a modicum of energy not from the other, but from Kip himself.
It wasn't something he was supposed to be able to do. Heck, it wasn't something he'd done since high school. Hence the headache.
"Ow," he muttered as the world regained its color for him; time didn't change for much of anybody else, "You mind watching your step, ma'am? I don't have much of a choice when it comes to that sort of thing... Balance and all..."
In the meantime, the man sprawled on the floor coughed, sputtered and shivered as club staff approached seemingly from everywhere to assist him.
My Stories
Look at that. A full-grown woman pulling off pigtails. Her crazy is off the charts.
((oops... sorry Build, got you and Grey mixed up since you've both occasionally controlled Zero- meant Grey >.<
And as far as the goggles go, I was actually more interested in the black goo Diov mentioned being left on them- that's why E-X commented the teleport trace was sloppy. Either it could be used for a clue, or I was thinking about trying to clone Poe from it, just for the heck of it. No real reason 
))
"A soft answer turneth away wrath. Once wrath is looking the other way, shoot it in the head." Seven Habits of Highly Effective Pirates
MA Arcs: #12285, "Small Fears", #106553, "Trollbane", #12669, "How to Survive a Robot Uprising"
((Post fixed, so me, Breaker, and E-X are going to head out after Poe. Khell and Kip are back in the bar and Jager just appeared. KK not confused any more.))
I do not know my reasons for posting, but post I must. ~~Build
"We can't stop here, this is bat country."
--Johnny Depp
"I ain't bi-curious, I'm a man. Why do you think I'm wearing this tight spandex and got all these muscles?" Meatwad
Twilight was slightly disappointed it was over. He shrugged to himself mid-air. An ancient voice spoke in the back of Twilight's head."Can we leave now? This place irritates me for some profound reason..."
"I suppose there isn't much left, let us be off then. I feel the circle performing another ritual....Probably summoning Lilitu again."
Twilight nodded to himself and began floating to the Elevator red-side. He stopped as he passed Jonas and marcus for a moment and stared at them. Snapping his neck straight again he went on his way.
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Flaming was pretty pissed he didn't get to hurt that obnoxious person everyone was after, but after overhearing that he now was scattered in particles throughout the club, his ex[ression became somewhat lighter.
Blood was slowly dripping from the nice new hole in his cheek as he sat back down at the bar, ignore it as he tried. Flaming knew the suit wouldn't let any infections naturally enter his body anyways. "Waitor...Vodka please. I don't care which just something alcoholic."
"Errr...Sir? What about the--"
"Just get me some liquor..."
The waitor set down a shot of jaeger in front of him as he absent mindedly took it down.....Only to have it bleed through his cheek and seep into the wound.
The proceeding shriek of pain would likely be heard on the other end of Shadow Shard...
Energon X shrugged disappointedly at what Power Breaker told him, then blinked as Khelldragon reappeared with Kipland in tow. He stared for a long moment, then shrugged. "So much for that particular bit of righteous indignation." he declared offhandedly. "I'm not too popular in the isles right now, Breaker, but I'd be more than happy to come with you and make some noise. Poe probably isn't too happy with me, either, just now... given that I just finished blowing him into a greasy smear."
"As to why... eh, he's an [censored]. Not an especially heroic reason, but if I can beat him senseless and dump him in the Zig, I'll feel that much better." The Blaster nodded to Jonas/Marcus. "You... guys..?" he interrupted himself, staring at the weird double-image of writhing dark energy that his senses were telling him was there. "You have some kind of stake in this as well, I take it?" he finished cautiously.
Then he paused, and waved for Fraenir to come over. "We're out to bludgeon waiter-boy unconscious, big guy... figured you'd want in on this, considering how you seemed to be itching to get your claws into him earlier." He raised an eyebrow. Hmm... this may be more crowded than this Power Breaker guy would like. I'll let him make the call, though.
((Oh- I'm going to wait on Lt. Briggs before I move Horowitz again, since he's sitting with his arm around her shoulders ))
"A soft answer turneth away wrath. Once wrath is looking the other way, shoot it in the head." Seven Habits of Highly Effective Pirates
MA Arcs: #12285, "Small Fears", #106553, "Trollbane", #12669, "How to Survive a Robot Uprising"
Waiting for the elevator, Power Breaker tapped his shoulder. Finally, he came back to Energon X and handed him a business card.
"These guys should be able to get you into the Rogue Isles..." he whispered, "...discreetly. And I don't mean just Bloody Bay... Oh no. They've got a contact in Mercy Island, and another guy just outside of St. Martial... That guy, but he's busy right now. His camp should still be accepting... Refugees..."
He looked around conspiratorially.
"Now, before you and I get into this, I want you to be sure you're in this to the end. Poe won't stop before he dies. Many times. What just happened here? Yeah, that killed him. But he doesn't stay dead... He (and others who work with or for him) have told me as much."
The card he handed the strange talking blaster said "Brutal Warriors Order, Transportation and Armed Escort Services. (Then, in smaller print) Not the other escort services." There was a number to call for heroside services and a warning to eat the card (it's supposed to be strawberry flavored, but they can never really tell) if captured by Arachnos forces.
"When they ask you who sent ya, just tell them Power Breaker gives his regards."
"Any rogues who want to do business helping me hunt down Poe," he rumbled through the local area, "Meet me in Saint Martial."
He almost headed for the elevator before he realized what it was he was missing.
"Ope!" he turned back around and headed for the table he'd been sitting at, "Can't forget this."
He snatched up the case that had the pieces of the Crey sniper rifle inside. He gave a slight nod to Lt. Briggs and started heading for the elevator.
My Stories
Look at that. A full-grown woman pulling off pigtails. Her crazy is off the charts.
Energon X nodded to Power Breaker, took the card, then raised a quizzical eyebrow. His synthetic voice sounded faintly amused as he commented "You know, if you killing him repeatedly isn't working, have you considered an alternative approach? Personally, I'd lean towards whacking him over the head and hopping him up on power supressors, but eh, I'm just a bluesider, what do I know?"
He shrugged, and winked (which caused the purple energy leaking from the open eye to flare alarmingly). "Eh, whatever- I'll see you redside. I'm in for the long haul, and I might be able to pick up a friend or three to round things out. I might call in an Empath that I know, since you don't really have a lot of them on the Isles." He gave an eloquent shrug. "Call me crazy, but having someone around who can raise me from being clinically dead with a wave of their hand is something I find rather comforting, given that my powers don't really lend themselves to self-protection."
He watched the spikey Brute take his leave. Scratch my comment about things getting crowded... this is going to be interesting, if he thinks we're gonna need this kind of firepower to take down Poe. Either that, or there's something deeper... and far more interesting at work here. Didn't Poe say something about a corporation? Husk..?
"A soft answer turneth away wrath. Once wrath is looking the other way, shoot it in the head." Seven Habits of Highly Effective Pirates
MA Arcs: #12285, "Small Fears", #106553, "Trollbane", #12669, "How to Survive a Robot Uprising"
Jonas started after Breaker, "I'm in. Just tell me what you need and when. Gotta make a phone call."
Jonas flipped his phone open quickly drawing the rune on the screen. "St. Martial, Poe, Company: Breaker, Energon-X, and possibly others; Possible trouble, keep an ear to the ground" He spoke quickly to Shaakti, knowing she would not vocally answer but that she understood the message was a given. Atleast now I know that if things get hairy I'll have some back up.
I do not know my reasons for posting, but post I must. ~~Build
"We can't stop here, this is bat country."
--Johnny Depp
"I ain't bi-curious, I'm a man. Why do you think I'm wearing this tight spandex and got all these muscles?" Meatwad
Darkvapor had just finished his second pitcher. Wiping the dripping amber liquid from around his mouth he rose from the barstool, slapping a hundred dollar bill on the bar. "Keep the change." He muttered as he slowly made his way through the club.
He found that the door to St. Martial had finally reppeared. "Hold the door," he called to Power Breaker from a few feet away."
The brute's clawed hand gripped the door frame and kept the lift from closing. Power Breaker's left eye came into view, narrowed as he regarded the small army that was developing.
"Mauthe?" he asked through his head phone.
"Breaker. Long time, young friend. You do realize I'm having a rather personal moment, right?"
"I know. I just wanted to give you a heads up that company's headed for your camp."
"I know," the vagrant leader replied, "I saw the whole incident. Good thing I was on the hero side. Well, Brother Skrap should be able to handle it."
"Thanks."
"Well?" he asked Darkvapor, "You aren't going to take all day, are you?"
My Stories
Look at that. A full-grown woman pulling off pigtails. Her crazy is off the charts.
The flourescent lights fickered and came to life as Build walked into his lab. He took a sip of the sports drink he had in his left hand as he sat at his desk, in front of his computer. He tapped in a few quick commands and brought up an online game. He felt a tingle at the back of his mind as his nanites registered an unknown substance in his lab.
He spun in his rolling orthopedic computer chair and brought up one of his bulky mechanical arms in a classic firing position as one of his beam cannons clicked into place and began charging. Great I leave to work out for the first time in a week and Shaakti leaves me a present. He said as he glared at the titanium and glass container, which held a dark viscous liquid.
He stood and walked over to the counter top and pulled a yellow sticky note off the front of the container: Jonas sent this. Said it's Husk Lord Poe's blood. Examine and analyze.
Ok. . . .so now they want me to do blood work, what the hell do I look like? A lab tech? He thought as he picked up the container and placed it into a spectral analyzer and blasted it with a lazer that would record and decipher any anomalies in the blood. He then opened the container and induced the same type of nanites that wandered his body into the black, oozelike blood, all while being protected by a texra glass sheild: I mean who wants to catch something a Husk Lord has?
He sat back in his chair and watched the stream of data begin running across the multitude of monitors. He sat forward with a look of shock on his face What the hell!? It usually only takes a few seconds to analyze unknown materials. This says it'll take minutes! What kinda crap has Jonas gotten us into now?
I do not know my reasons for posting, but post I must. ~~Build
"We can't stop here, this is bat country."
--Johnny Depp
"I ain't bi-curious, I'm a man. Why do you think I'm wearing this tight spandex and got all these muscles?" Meatwad
The monitors then changed. A miscalculation had occured! That was impossible though, how could it miscalculate the time needed to analyize an unknown material?
Regardless of what the problem was, it read that the materials would take roughly an hour to fully figure out.
Then the monitors flickered, and ANOTHER new calculation displayed saying it would take negative fifty three seconds.
Then they changed again, saying it would take two kilometers.
Once everything was finished, the monitors displayed their conclusion.
The liquid was actually not a liquid. It was a solid. (Even though the swishing liquid disproved this quite easily.) It's make-up consisted of Zirconium, Ununseptium, and Ununoctium, along with Xenon. (Check the periodic table.) Additonally, the liquid defied gravity, had a mass indication larger than Jupiter's, and was the color bright yellow. (When it was actually jet black.) It was not sentient, and had no mental energy of any kind radiating from it, although in a simulation program the scanning equipment didn't even know it had, the foul stuff had beaten it at a game of cubed triangular chess uno.
And it was apparently related to twenty two whales. Who hadn't been born yet.
And was it just Build, or did the glass containing the black oozing stuff appeared to have instantaneously turned into coffee cup with a seriously ticked-off looking frog with a fairy wand sitting on the edge?
"Damnit!" Build shouted loudly as he began furiously typing in commands. "Friggin paradoxes I knew something was completely wrong with that stuff!"
He opened a panel on he arm and a quick series of runes began to run through it. "Shaakti here. What do you need Build." The sweet voice said
"Shaakti, we got problems. The crap is a living paradox. I haven't seen any thing like this since I beat Bossman highscore at Tetris. It turned the container into a coffee cup! I got no idea what sugar jar Jonas stuck his finger into but there is no way this stuff can end well." Build said as he set up another series of safe guards around the ooze.
"What can I say? You've gotta deal and find out what you know. Boss Man wants anything you can get on these guys." Shaakti said in that ver sweetly deceiving way of hers.
"Yeah alright fine. I'm gonna need the anti paradox generator though. Tell Morin to bring it, quick like." Build said as he closed the panel.
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Morin was walking down the long cooridor that led to Build's lab with a device in his arms that looked like a modified coffee maker. "Build, I was [expletive] sleeping! What the hell do you need with this thing anyway? I was using this piece of [fecal] matter for a doorstop." The tall, muscular black man said with a look of anger on his face.
Build jumped up from his seat, ran to the door, and roughly jerked the device out of Morin's hands. "Gimme a sec, and maybe I can explain," He said as he stuck the coffee cup into the loading bay of the device. The device made a beep and began to make a noise like coffee brewing.
"Jesus Cripes Build, that thing really is a coffee maker!" Morin said as Build made a shushing motion with his hand
"In a few minutes we should know what this stuff is. . . .if this hunkajunk works." Build said with apprehension
I do not know my reasons for posting, but post I must. ~~Build
"We can't stop here, this is bat country."
--Johnny Depp
"I ain't bi-curious, I'm a man. Why do you think I'm wearing this tight spandex and got all these muscles?" Meatwad
Darkvapor squeezed past Power Breaker into the elevator.
"The name's Darkvapor. I've been meaning to talk to you. I understand you and Poe don't get along very well. Perhaps we can help each other..."
((I'm assuming Jonas is still in "Follow" mode.))
Power Breaker grinned at his companions.
"Oh, I get along just fine with Poe. It's him that has the dislike with me. Too bad for the universe, people he takes a disliking to tend to stick around for a long, long time, either a thorn in his side, or he finds some other odd way to torment them."
He hit the "Ground" button adn the elevator started to descend.
"You want to help me? Well, the short of it is we need to make some noise. We need to make sure word gets to his crew that I'm lookin' to tear him a new one. Maybe get a hold of that Arachnos portal scientist, Naylor."
He rubbed his chin.
"From what I've seen of this Husk Corporation, they might not be too cohesive... As if the different members of their upper heirarchy work together for personal gain or because their boss (I can't quite remember what that Deception guy called him) orders them to. Oh yeah, some of them have a habit of calling themselves something in backwards. I wound up spending half an hour chasing some guy called Egarim... Mirage, in normal spelling. He didn't stop until it was certain Poe was out of commission... I had to threaten to kill the [censored] to do that, too."
When the door opened, Power Breaker started for the St. Martial exit.
"That was when they informed me of how they... Recycle... Their 'employees.' These are just some tidbits you should look out for... Now, before we step out this door, are there any questions?"
My Stories
Look at that. A full-grown woman pulling off pigtails. Her crazy is off the charts.
((Sorry about not posting yesterday, the internet was out til 7 AM this morning. I'm assuming E X is still in the D while Breaker and Dark are moving on to St. Martial))
"Count me in" Fraenir grumbled as he walked over to Energon X, the dragon-man's eyes blazing with red electricity for a second before returning to normal.
Then he turned and looked to the commotion occuring at the Heroside bar, noticing that Khell and the other missing patron had returned.
"Oy, Khell! Wanna go pummel the waiter?" he semi-shouted to be heard over the music.
"Now....where did the small one get off to...." Fraenir muttered, looking around for the snack hording plant girl that seemed to have vanished right after Khell did.
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The coffee poured into the coffee cup. It didn't mix with the black ooze, however, it merely floated on top of it.
There was a soft *ding* as the coffee machine finished filling.
Nothing happened.
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Poe waited. Very patiently.
She got up, brushed herself off, and nodded. Although she'd rather drain the waiter than pummel him, but either way. Khel was happy to go kick Poe's energy-laden butt.
"...Hmm...I'm not sure where...Inky's gone..." She frowned slightly, and kicked at the floor.
Meanwhile, inside the bathroom, Ink decided she'd come out. It was against her nature to run and hide from trouble -- in fact, trouble WAS a big part of her nature.
She slipped quietly out and into the heroside bar, this time in her thorn-shredded green suit.
@Dragonistic
Unless I'm quoting someone, EVERY SINGLE post above is QR.
<----Female
Dragonistic, Kheldragon, Ink Dyne, KheIdragon, Squiddy Attack
Total level is about 149.
EVILCAT
SEZ YOUR COMPU-TAR TASTE LIKE CHIKIN
"Grammit all oo 'ell," Build said around a mouth full of turkey sandwich.
"I'll give you ten bucks to drink it." Morin said from over his shoulder.
"Yoo tink I going to do dat dum azz?" Build said almost coking on a peice of bread.
Morin looked worried for a second, then grabbed a cup and handed it to Build, "Hurry man get that crap down before you start turning blue, no way am I giving you mouth to mouth!"
Build roughly turned the cup up and drained the contents in a single gulp, wondering why it seemingly had no flavor yet having every flavor in the human vocabulary(and some that weren't).
"Here's the ten spot," Morin said as he hurriedly walked out the door.
After about ten seconds what he had drank hit Build like a ton of bricks. "MORRRRRRINNNNN!"
Morin chuckled darkly as he walked back down the hallway Teach you to interupt my sleep.
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Jonas followed Breaker into the elevator. He memorized every thing Breaker said about Poe and Husk. Well that answers a few questions, but raises many more. I now have a few more names of Husk agents. Shaakti will wanna know.
"Actually I've been wondering about the bad blood between you and Poe. You cut him off on the freeway or somethin," Marcus slipped in between Jonas's barriers to ask the question.
I do not know my reasons for posting, but post I must. ~~Build
"We can't stop here, this is bat country."
--Johnny Depp
"I ain't bi-curious, I'm a man. Why do you think I'm wearing this tight spandex and got all these muscles?" Meatwad
"Count me in." the lord of darkness said with a sinister smile.
The elevator doors had already opened. The dark lord gestured for Power Breaker to exit first, and then calmly walked out of the elevator.
"Anywhere in particular you plan on attacking first?"
((No problem, D))
E-X nodded to the big draconian. "Glad you're in, Fraenir. From the way Power Breaker was talking, this may be bigger than that little weenie Poe. He's calling in every bit of firepower he can find. And welcome back, Khelldragon." he added, turning to her and holding out a fist. It pulsed once or twice, then slowly gathered so much energy that the floorplates started to buckle slightly. "Have a snack." he said offhandedly, sounding a little embarrassed. "My energy output tends to respond to my emotional state, and if I'm agitated in any way, I tend to overproduce."
He glanced down at Inky as she reappeared. "Hey shortstuff. You felt the need to go shopping while I blew Poe into tiny chunks?" he asked her, an audible grin in his voice as he waved his free hand at her 'new' costume. Then he turned a little more serious. "Those of us that are bluesiders should stick with me- Power Breaker's given me an 'in' to the Isles that should let us help in tracking Poe. For redsiders, Power Breaker is gathering everyone in St. Martial. We'd better get moving, I've got a feeling this is gonna get wild." he finished, heading for the hero-side elevators, hoping everyone (who needed to) would follow.
"A soft answer turneth away wrath. Once wrath is looking the other way, shoot it in the head." Seven Habits of Highly Effective Pirates
MA Arcs: #12285, "Small Fears", #106553, "Trollbane", #12669, "How to Survive a Robot Uprising"
--Heading for St. Martial--
"That's the problem..." Power Breaker grunted, "I'm not sure what interests the Husk Corporation has around here... But first thing's first, we gotta go to Naylor and get him working on finding where they're located. It'll probably take some time, but the guy's a mad scientist (of sorts). It should eventually come to him in a ridiculous epiphany."
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--Pocket D--
Kipland picked himself up off the floor, rubbing his temple. One of the waiters walked up and handed him a drink.
"On the house, sir," the waiter said calmly, "On orders of DJ Zero."
Kipland took a careful look around the room as he took the glass. It was bustling... That had to be difficult to accomplish in an illusion. Plus, everybody had their face details.
Taking a sip from his drink, he was a little surprised that his headache was disappearing almost immediately. After taking a few moments to finish the drink, he nodded to all the nearby patrons, gave a salute to the DJ, and headed for the hero-side elevator.
My Stories
Look at that. A full-grown woman pulling off pigtails. Her crazy is off the charts.
((uhm... Build, could you bounce back to the last post on the previous page? You totally missed/ignored my post there, and it'd change a few things for Power Breaker and Zero))
"A soft answer turneth away wrath. Once wrath is looking the other way, shoot it in the head." Seven Habits of Highly Effective Pirates
MA Arcs: #12285, "Small Fears", #106553, "Trollbane", #12669, "How to Survive a Robot Uprising"