"So any idea why our cell phones don't work? Think it affects the hospital transporters too?" Akemi asked, still hovering just above the ground, "I suppose there's a way to find out, but...well, that would hurt."
Truth was, she REALLY liked flying, and wasn't likely to actually land anytime soon.
((giant, where's Grav? Is he supposed to be somewhere near the PC group?))
Target Lad shook his head. "T'isnae likely tha' th' transporters are affected- there are'na many things tha' c'n mess wi' 'em, an' e'en then, they just redirect, nae cancel." He made a face. "Tha' may nae be a good thing, though. Y'said th'things came outta th'walls? What d'ye think would happen if'n we got stuck in an enclosed space wi' walls fulla these buggers?"
"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"
((Grav is somewhere in northeastern Steel Canyon, so no, he's nowhere near anyone right now.))
Matrix smiled at the modern day hero joke. It looked like the roaches had stopped attacking, so he lessened the arrow until it was just resting on the string and wood. He saw the boy and the woman approach, and nodded towards the other archer for the help. "Dunno" he said, telling the rest how he got here "I was meditating on top of Atlas like usual. Can't hear nothing up there anyways, but now that someone mentions it, it is a little quiet" He heard the Peacebringer say something about the phones and almost face palmed. "Hey" he asked the two flyers "Are either of you Gust?"
Grav sat down on the hill overlooking the rest of the park. He was tired; combat used much of his energy. But what he didn't know is that the walls were alive.
The last living thing he saw was a raven, and even very few of any bird of prey were soaring about the Paragonian skies.
Eventually Grav made his way to the center of Steel Canyon, where Positron once stood. Grav took one step to the top of the baseplate, looking up at the gigantic statue that tower over Positron's old spot.
The night was continuing, so he leaped to the shoulder of the statue and lay down to rest in complete, dark silence.
((...You just left Draculad hanging like that?))
Target Lad's eyebrows shot up. "An' why would I be callin' m'self Gust? I shoot arrows an' zap things. T'isna likely tha' I'd be namin' m'self after windy-type things. An' I heard tha' report as well- Gust is a boy. So 'lessn he's run off t'Sweden an' back i' th' time he's been missin', s'nae likely tha' Akemi here i' th'lad ye... and meself, f'r tha' matter... are lookin' for." He shook his head. "Nae, 'm Target Lad- Danny t'm'friends."
He glanced at Matrix' bow. "Huh... ye wouldnae think tha' slingin' pointy sticks a' folks w'd qualify y' as a superhero, but t'is a daft enough world tha' we live in. Always nice t'meet a fellow-archer."
"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"
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He glanced at Matrix' bow. "Huh... ye wouldnae think tha' slingin' pointy sticks a' folks w'd qualify y' as a superhero, but t'is a daft enough world tha' we live in. Always nice t'meet a fellow-archer."
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"Heh, if they're pointy enough or you stick a grenade or something on the end then they're super enough. More super than swinging an axe around like I do at least", Richard laughed.
"Hey at least I'm a magic axe, that's gotta count for something right?", Areu added.
"Well yeah, there's that. Anyway..." Richard looked around at each of the group in turn. "Anyone have any ideas as to where we go from here, assuming 'we' go anywhere, or do we just blunder around aimlessly until we find something interesting or important? Personally I'm fine with either, knowing this town we'd find something just as fast either way."
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Target Lad jumped violently when the axe spoke. He stared for a moment, then asked in a slightly strained voice "... ye do know tha' y're axe is talking, neh?" Then he sighed and slumped, a slightly odd-looking motion, given that he was still hanging in midair. "Aye, an' I called it. 'Tis a daft enough world. Gabbin' hardware, wha's next."
Then he froze, and stared around huntedly, looking like he expected more bugs, or an incoming meteor, or a Rikti invasion, or the Hamidon slowly oozing over the War Walls, or any combination of them. "Ye'd think I'd ha' learned by now... 'tis temptin' fate e'ery time I say summat like tha'..."
((aaaand, giant, that'd be your cue to drop something horrible on them. That's Danny's luck all over 
))
"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"
"Talking axes? Meh, least I'm not the only one here talking to inanimate objects," Akemi laughed.
I'm not inanimate! Kan'u complained.
"It's a joke, Kan'u," Akemi said.
Leon spoke back to the dark one.
"Stay back! I just came here to keep myself safe. I can't trust you." he hollered at Draculad.
Suddenly, in the middle of the long stretches of silence, a scream echoed about all of Paragon, an ear-piercing scream.
"Like I told him" Matrix said, gesturing towards Richard "I don't jump to conclusions anymore" He glanced at his bow when Danny mentioned it, and admired it for a moment "Pleasure's mine" Matrix said politely, and took the arrow out of his bow and stuck it in his quiver. Just as he was about to suggest hunting for Gust, he heard the scream echoing through the night. By pure instinct Matrix grabbed a fistful of regular arrows and knocked them on his bow, doing a slow three-sixty. He kept on alert, but whispered "What was that?" He kept circling, his eyes darting back and forth.
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He stared for a moment, then asked in a slightly strained voice "... ye do know tha' y're axe is talking, neh?"
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"Yeah, I do. Call me if she ever shuts up and then I'll be surprised", Richard replied, before looking around as a piercing scream echoed all around them, reverberating off the buildings to make its true source competely untracable. Areu voiced his thoughts for him. "What in the hell was that", she practically yelled.
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Danny grabbed sky the instant the scream had hit, circling upwards at a startling rate of speed, trying to triangulate the source of the scream. The tiny targetting computer in his monocle kicked into high gear- the human populace of the City of Heroes may have seemed to vanish, but at least some of the automated systems were still working; the microcomp was working overtime, feeding the data to the D.A.T.A. mainframes for comparison to known sonic-empowered heroes and sonic-based weapons- the sound was so loud that it couldn't have been anything else.
"T'was a scream, y'gits!" he yelled down to Matrix and Areu. "Who, what, why, I dinnae have a clue- th' computerized widgets 're workin' on that, tho'." He stuck the pinky of his free hand into his ear and wiggled it a little. "Summat tha' loud, tho', s'gotta be one o' th'sonic types." Names started to scroll across his HUD. "Shriek... Scream... Screamer... Shout... Decibel258... Sonic Boom... dinnae these yellin' types ha' any creativity a' all?" he complained, then blinked, focussing on the little screen by his eyeball. "Th'Yodelin' Veterinarian o' th'Alps? Okay, tha's new..."
"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"
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Leon spoke back to the dark one.
"Stay back! I just came here to keep myself safe. I can't trust you." he hollered at Draculad.
Suddenly, in the middle of the long stretches of silence, a scream echoed about all of Paragon, an ear-piercing scream.
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The scream pierced Draculad's sensitive ears, forcing him to cover them for a few seconds. After the pain subsided, he drew his katana and spoke to the man again.
"Listen, I can only help you if you allow me to, now start talking!"
((Chameleon, I love the way Danny talks.))
Grav, startled, rose to his knees after the scream. He pushed his way to his feet.
"I'm almost not suprised. There has to be something around here that..."
He stared at the bulked-up form of the red body below the statue that he stood on. It took a great leap to the shoulder where Grav stood and clinged on.
Grav hurried to the other side of the statue, then jumping to the nearby building, the bulked Vuron in pursuit.
"Okay... okay... fine. My name is Leon, I was out with a group of friends one night. We walked into the store. Nobody was there... then one of my friends dissapeared. We looked for him, all we found was tons of the red ant things, and they formed to make a red body, about the size of me." He hesitated for a second. "M-my... friend... pulled out his pocket knife and tried to fight the... thing. It choaked him to death. Then the body ripped open my skin... luckily, I was fast enough to get away and find myself here..."
((it's as best as I can imitate in print form of the absolutely bizarre accent I ended up with for a while after spending some time in the British Isles. Had one friend back home in Canada nearly injure himself laughing at me when he heard it >.O
Seriously, for a while there my accent would be this insane mix of... well, pretty much every major accent on the Isles (English, Scottish, Irish, and Welsh), along with my own native Canadian one, with various accents gaining strength or losing it, pretty much at random. It was quite odd, which is why Danny's accent is so strange
Also, what's up with the scream? The four of us are kind of at loose ends here.))
"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"
((OOC: I'm gonna throw in my villain, if that's okay? Super strength/invuln brute.))
She checked her watch, and after nodding in approval pulled up the metal drop door of the moving truck. What greeted her was the first omen that something was very, very wrong.
Dr. Lore looked around in complete confusion. She was going to be robbing the King's Row bank (specifically for an artifact that was vital to her research), and she was sure that Longbow had to have found out about it (they almost always do). The streets were near empty. No police cars, no police units, no waves of longbow, no frightened civilians, no Hellions or Skulls... nothing.
"This can't be good." she muttered, getting out of the truck anyway and cautiously walking in the direction of the bank. Her eyes closed as she trusted her ears to pick up any noise of life, and frowned to fight she didn't even hear the wind. It was as if all the people of King's Row vanished into thin air.
Still walking, she picked up her communicator and started to punch in a message to the nearest Arachnos cell she could think of.
"This is Dr. Lore reporting from King's Row. What the hell's going on?" Letting go of the release button yielded nothing, not even static. There was no signal.
Yeah, there was something wrong. Dr. Lore did the only thing she could think of: run in the direction of the bank and hope someone was in the area. Anyone.
A stray thought crossed her mind as she suppressed her panic: If this is a Nemesis plot, I'm going to kick his [censored] of brass so hard he hits the moon.
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"Well, I kinda figured that" Matrix answered Danny when he reported it was a scream. "What I want to know is, where'd it come from?" He was still slowly circling, not wanting to take any chances. "So" Matrix said, loud enough for everyone in their group to hear "Anyone got theories about what's going on?" He slowly stopped going in a circle and lessened his grip on the arrows. "Mysteries" he spat on the sidewalk "So annoying"
"Well whatever's going on," Akemi said, worry in her voice, "I hope Jack's okay..."
And that he made lasagna! Kan'u chimed in.
"SHUT UP KAN'U!"
Matrix twisted his head so he could see the Peacebringer, and opened his mouth to speak when she screamed. Tentatively, Matrix asked "Who's Jack?" He was going to ask why she had screamed so randomly, but thought better of it.
"Boyfriend probably", Richard assumed. He too was curious as to what she was screaming at but not enough to actually voice the question, espeically once he remembered she was a peacebringer so she was possibly screaming at her Kheldian symbiote. "Anyway, since we don't seem to have any obvious direction to go from here does anyone want to pick one?" Not that it would matter, in the end. This was Paragon, in all likelihood they'd find what they were looking for regardless of which direction they set off in.
((And with those bugs living pretty much everywhere, that's actually not too far off the truth ))
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"So... I dinna suppose tha' you lot ha' any better idea o' what's happenin' than we do?" he questioned.
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Richard looked up at the flying boy and shook his head. "Nope, no idea. Woke up and it was all silent so I decided to go see what was up, then ran into this guy," he gestureed towards Matrix, "and got attacked by these wierd bugs." He walked over and picked up one of the very dead-looking bugs to get a good look at it. Definitely not a normal bug, even charred and crispy from fire and electricity it was still in good enough condition to tell that much.
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