"Necessary? No. Kinda fun though." Claws remarked "I might take you up on that offer...depending on what Tommy tells me."
At that moment, the drone hovering over his left shoulder stopped spinning and made a muffled beeping noise. It had apparently found what it was looking for.
"Hiya Tommy, remember me?" Claws said to the shadows in a back corner of the bar. Without warning the crackling hiss coming from his right forearm intensified and a wicked scythe shaped blade made of red energy materialized on the back of Claws's right forearm. He leaped the inteverning distance and plunged his energy blade into the thigh of a man trying to blend into the shadows.
"Sorry 'bout the mess, barkeep" Claws said over his shoulder "I'll try to keep it to a minimum....it's up to him to decide if there's going to be a corpse to clean up."
He returned his attention to the man writhing in the corner booth.
"Now....where can I find Malcom?"
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Watching the thing stand down, Jameson sighed and rubbed her jaw. Shouldn't bruise to badly. "So I'm going to take a wild guess that this--" she gestured her head to the cyborg, "is not what was freaking you out?"
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"Yes! I mean... no, I, well..." The Doctor stepped forward and spoke more quietly as the Tomato moved to his side and sat down, slightly leaning into him. The doctor looked around conspiratorially, "If anyone in the scientific community ever found out that I created a cybernetic Tomato... I'd be ruined." He whispered the last part emphatically.
Then he looked at the ground in shame and wonder. "It's not supposed to work. I mean, have you ever heard of such a thing? The science... the logic... everything I've based my prior work on... this couldn't... shouldn't... be possible." He was almost sobbing now. Then, his demeanor shifted to concern and he resumed eye contact. "You won't tell anyone, will you? If anyone asks, he's just a travel companion, or like, a hobo that I took in. No one has to know that I created him, do they?" He was absently petting the Tomato now, and it was making a sound much like a diesel engine barely idling.
Jameson nodded. It was almost exagerated enough to think that she might be trying a little to hard to placate the crazy scientist.
"Yeah. Sure Doc. My lips are sealed. Last thing I need is it getting out I was punched in the face by a giant robotic fruit. In fact, I'm going to go back into the bar and drink until I'm pretty sure I won't even remeber this ever happening."
Jameson retracted her widow blades and stepped back inside The Den. Amazing the things that happened when you stepped outside for a minute.
Observing the brutal interrogation, Jameson tilted her head in curiosity. Was that...? It was. Claws and Effect. Dangerous and brooding vigilante. Of course most of them were Darkity Dark McDarkison, big surprise. What was he doing here?
Taking a seat back at the bar, Jameson asked for a large glass and a bottle of whiskey. Over a howl of pain from the back, she asked, "So, what'd I miss?"
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Doctor Von Krayzee and the Cybernetic Tomato walked into a bar. "No, not with me, just a little behind, like we don't know each other. No, well, not that far. Stay where I can see you. You're getting juice all over the floor, drink this, it will help you recover. Shhh shhh, act natural."
The Tomato was now wearing a discarded Fedora from a Family member who was discarded in a local bin. Doctor Von Krayzee smiled insanely at the patrons as he took a seat at the bar. The Tomato sat next to him, holding up a cybernetic hand in the traditional "yo" gesture, when he caught the eye of the bartender.
"Another wine?" The Doctor hoped.
"You have two choices here Tommy, you can answer me........or you can bleed to death here in this bar. It would be better for both of us if you told me what I want to know."
"I....I don't know where Malcom is, he ditched me almost as soon as we got here," Tommy said through gritted teeth "he said something about working for Arachnos and disappeared on me."
"Really.....Arachnos, huh?" Claws mused "That makes things a little more difficult, but I can work with it."
Just then the front door swung open and several Hellion gangbangers swaggered through it, followed by one of the Damned. They looked around for a few seconds and headed straight back to the corner where Claws was interrogating Tommy.
"Hey....cape!" the Damned shouted "Tommy there is workin with us now, you got a problem with him, you got a problem with us!"
"Grrrr....I don't have time for this." Claws muttered "Have to make it quick I suppose."
With that, he pulled his blade out of Tommy's thigh and turned around.
"You guys sure you want to do this?" Claws asked them nonchalantly "You forget what happened last time?"
Both of his claws materialized and he settled into a combat stance, his face shield sliding back into place. All four of the Fallen gunners chose that moment to open up with their submachine guns. Claws didn't even try to avoid the volley, and at this close of a range even the Hellions were accurate enough. The Damned started creating a fireball to launch while the gunners were blazing away.
((There we go, this oughta be fun. A barfight! Gonna try and get everyone involved here 
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Brian was pooring the Doc another wine "So Doc still want that bowl of stew?"
He looked up as Jameson walked in "Oh nothing much just a former hero with a vendeta. Heard he lost his lisance" He glances over as Tommy screamed "And seems to be more at home here for some reason."
That was when the Hellions entered "TONY!" Right away tony hit the alert button and outside about 6 Family members started running for the Bar.
George pulled from a hiden carpartment in the bar a Sky Raider style assult rifle and took aim at the Damned.
Brian pulled up his sleave and hit a button on the large watch on his wrist. That showed it true use as out of the back two Battle Droids came rushing foward. "Okay boys Take this outside or be filled with more holes then a person can count." he hit another button and a force feild appeared about him.
Morgan screamed and ran into the back "Damn! I hope I won't need a new job after this!"
Ildela sighed quietly, mostly to herself. "Just once, I'd like to go to a bar and have a nice quiet drink without someone starting a fight and inevitably dragging me into it." she put her drink back down on the bar, and looked back at the Hellions. "Ahh well, guess if I'm going to be the bouncer then I'd better start bouncing."
And that she did. Precisely, off the ceiling after jumping upwards, before rebounding and flinging herself at the lead Damned with both swords drawn. If the man didn't get out of the way in one hell of a hurry, he was about to be minced. Or at the very least, stabbed a few times until he gave up.
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((Ah, Brian's a Bots/FF MM, was wondering if he had any abilities))
((The Hellion's present include 4 Fallen Gunners and 1 Damned))
Claws chuckled as the bullets hit him, with only the jolts from their impact having any visible effect on him. The Hellions' initial confidence started to fade as they saw how ineffective their gunfire was. There was a sudden high-pitched whine from Claws's left arm, coupled with an increase in the crackling sound his claws made while active.
"You called 'em up as soon as you saw me walk in, didn't ya Tommy?" he said to the injured man "You didn't really think they were gonna save you did you?"
With a sudden sidearm motion Claws launched an energy wave at the four Fallen gunners standing in front of him. Three of them went flying directly backwards and slid to a stop near the bar. The fourth attempted to dodge the shockwave, but all he succeeded in doing was changing his trajectory, causing him to bounce off the red and green cyborg sitting next to the strange-looking scientist at the bar.
Just then the Damned threw his fireball which struck Claws square in the chest and expanded outward, catching anything nearby in the blast.
"Ok, that one stung a bit," Claws commented "I keep forgetting magical fire is a lot hotter than regular fire.
Sorry, barkeep, they started it."
As he said that the four Fallen began to stagger to their feet. Looking around, they realized how outmatched they were. One of them pulled out a high-tech communicator and hit a button on the front of it.
That's odd, Claws thought that looks WAY more advanced than anything they usually carry.
"Y'all are boned now," the gunner with the communicator snarled "we gots some big-time backing these days. And they're gonna be REAL interested in you, hero."
((If any of the Family running toward the bar are exceptionally observant they will notice a contingent of Crey Power Tanks accompanied by two Paragon Protectors who have cybernetic parts very similar to the ones Claws has))
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Just then the Damned threw his fireball which struck Claws square in the chest and expanded outward, catching anything nearby in the blast.
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The shimmering aura of Ildela's energy shield as it deflected the wave of flame was likely the last thing the Damned saw before the stalker hit him swords first. With one blade through his arm and the other through his opposite shoulder, the impact knocked him to the ground and pinned him to the floor.
Standing up, she winced as a second smaller fire blast got through her shields. Glaring down at him, she gave him a solid boot to the side of his head and he fell unconscious. Leaving the two swords impaled on his unconscious form, she pulled an odd pair of handheld emitter devices from a pocket inside her trenchcoat. Those with the requisite experience would recognise them as Vanguard-issue Talsorian blades, especially once she activated them and they projected a pair of glowing purple blades.
"Something tells me we're about to have a heap of company, and not just useless thugs like these idiots", she said, in a tone that left no doubt as to what she intented to do to said company. "Looks like you're getting that help after all", the stalker added before flinging herself at the remaining Hellions, blades flashing.
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Ildela found she was unneeded. Four rather unassuming and normal bar patrons had all simultaneously stood up, drawn semi-automatic pistols of surprisingly good quality, and used their positions to more or less sneak up on all of the gunners.
"Ok GIRLS." One of them said rather loudly as they all held death right to the back of the Hellions' skulls. "Big mistake. This joint is under Red Death's protection. Put down your weapons and we'll go for a short walk outside...A short walk with a sudden stop."
((OOC Post, I posted in the Character Descriptions thread with Claws's backstory and current situation. Crey is hunting him to gain the technology they only have half completed, which explains their presence here. And incidentally, he did sabotage the infirmary beacon. He is currently a rogue hero, or true vigilante))
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Sipping her whiskey, Jameson might have gotten up to fight some Hellions if she hadn't sensed a couple of other entities approaching. Mostly human, or they still had brains at least.
"You might as well just kill them in here." Jameson said to the four gunmen as she stood up, stretching her arms.
Satisfied with her arms, she began stretching her quads. "In about 30 seconds Crey goons are going to enter the door."
Popping her claws, the Nightwidow began to walk for the door. "Good job with the Hellions though. Real challenging kills."
Loading her poison darts, she stepped outside to observe the Hellion's approaching backup.
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Doctor Von Krayzee covered his drink as a body bounced off of the Cybernetic Tomato. The Tomato stood, took his hat off and put it on the bar, then turned around and pounded one glowing fist into the other.
"Raaaaaaaaaaah." It announced, as if to say "who wants a piece of this" but how a Cybernetic Tomato would say it... not like a person... with words... and stuff.
Doc Von Krayzee looked across at the bartender. "Just having a drink, you know, like normal people do."
Brian looked at Tony wondering who the hell Red Death was. He leaped over the bar and headed outside "Lets take this outside I do want to try to keep the Bar in good shape!" Once outside he hit his watch a few more times and the rest of his Bots came around the building including a very large assult bot.
"Max power! Force Feild fully charged who want a deffensive shild?"
"I'll be fine without it, the pain helps me focus" Claws told Brian as he headed in the direction of the door, stepping on the unconscious Damned on the way. "If they sent the same goons they did last time they'll be tough customers. I'm starting to think I was set up, helluva coincidence that Crey fired Tommy right when they did, knowing I'd come looking for him as soon as I could. Even more of a coincidence that the Hellions he was running with have Crey backup."
Claws made his way out the door, ensuring that he was clearly visible to the arriving Crey squad. He wanted to make sure they headed for him first. He appreciated the assistance, but the ones helping him were still villains, and he didn't want to owe them any favors.
"Just so we're clear," he said in a casual tone "anyone fighting these clowns is doing it for their own reasons and not because I asked for help."
No sooner did the words leave his lips than a Voltaic Tank dropped off the roof behind him, smashing both electrically charged fists into the space between his shoulder blades, dropping him to the ground like a ton of bricks.
Taking that as their signal, the rest of the Crey operatives began their attack. Leading the charge were a pair of Paragon Protectors with strikingly similar cybernetic enhancements to the ones Claws had. They seemed to move perfectly in sync with each other, almost as if they shared one mind.
((The Crey operatives in question consist of a dozen Vigilants and Field Agents, five Voltaic Tanks, five Power Tanks, and the two Protectors. Other than the Protectors they will all behave exactly as they do in-game. I might not post for a little while so I figured I'd at least let you all know what's coming))
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The four not-so-normal bar patrons poked their Fallen friends along, out of the Den and into the street where they escorted their prisoners into dark alleys. The four resounding gunshots probably went unnoticed during the fight with Crey. The thugs didn't come back, but if they were protecting the bar on orders, they would be back. Looking very different than previously, of course.
"Not that I wouldn't mind seeing you go down hero but If you die I can't bill you for the damages to the bar! And it's the Bar I'm protecting not your cape. Bots! Open fire focus on the Protectors!" All six of the bots moved and took aim at the closes Paragon Protector and open fired in a blaze of lazers and missles. "Crey you should know by now not to mess with Anonymous X's Bar!"
"I so love the new upgrades" He focused on reinforcing the forcefeilds protecting the bots.
(( Brian O'Malley is the civilian name of my Robot/Forcefeild MM Anonymous X))
Jameson accepted a defensive shield from Brian as she masked her presence from the Crey forces.
She listened to Claws and shook her head, "Blah blah blah. Do you people come with a setting other than big and tough?" Jameson snarled as she stepped up behind the Voltiac Tank that dropped Claws. Then she neatly slid her blades into its sides, and dropped a poison dart into its head. the poison might kill it, or just leave it very weakened, she didn't care.
"That was a freebie, you're on your own now." Kicking the poisoned tank off the hero, she turned to the Agents. They were soft and fleshy, so much easier to kill.
Whether they wanted it or not, Jameson reached out and Mind Link'd Claws and Brian. It gave them extra perception and allowed them to access Jameson's knowledge of the immeditate future.
Tossing a smoke grenade into the crowd, the widow dissapeared in the gray smoke, the sounds of slashing and gunfire coming from the cloud.
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Taking that as their signal, the rest of the Crey operatives began their attack. Leading the charge were a pair of Paragon Protectors with strikingly similar cybernetic enhancements to the ones Claws had. They seemed to move perfectly in sync with each other, almost as if they shared one mind.
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"Aww, come on", Ildela sighed, a stray shot pinging off her shield as she walked out of the bar. "This is getting out of hand way too fast." She gave a slightly disturbing laugh. "Alright, I can do out of hand way better than you lot can."
With that, she deactivated the Talsorian blades she was still carrying and put them back in the same pocket she'd got them from, withdrawing instead a small beacon-like device and pressing a button on it before throwing it down amid the group of Crey operatives. Moments later, the ever-present clouds above parted briefly as a small object dropped from orbit, or at least very high altitude if the speed it came down at was any indication. "Duck and cover, folks", Ildela said calmly over a private channel to the various bar patrons, just before the warhead hit the ground precisely on top of the beacon that had called it down. Instantly, it detonated and the surrounding thirty foot radius or so disappeared beneath a miniature nuclear detonation.
"Gotta love those Warburg nukes", she laughed, turning away from the fireball.
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"Gotta love those Warburg nukes", she laughed, turning away from the fireball.
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His shaded his eyes as the blast happened then nodded hearing Ildela. "Very effective" He glanced over and looked at Claw "Arachnos would have seen the blast I'm going to make the call to report I spotted you ... Walking past the bar."
He headed inside his Bots moved to stand guard beside the entrance. Once inside he went to a phone and made the call to the Arachnos base.
Letting out a low whistle Jameson checked out the destruction caused by the nuclear device. To Idela she said, "Very nice. Takes all the fun out of it, but very nice."
Tugging on the sleeves of her leather jacket, Jameson checked to make sure she was mostly in one piece. Then she reached into a pocket and pulled out some pills. Swallowing some, she gagged on the bitter taste. Anti-Radiation meds were disgusting, but they did help one live longer.
"Since the losers are all dead, who has to buy the post bar fight drinks?"
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Claws got up and dusted himself off, the momentary paralysis from the Voltaic Tank's electric attack had worn off and his limbs were functioning again.
Looking around at the destruction he noticed something the villains hadn't yet. With a sigh, he watched as the pair of Paragon Protectors melted back into the shadows they came from. Just because they were brainwashed didn't mean they were stupid, they weren't going to take on those odds with no backup. They were badly hurt but still alive, which was more than could be said for anything else in the area.
With a low growl he walked back into the bar and made a beeline straight back to where Tommy was still clutching his bleeding leg.
"You set me up you piece of garbage," he told the terrified thug "gonna have to pay for that."
With no further warning, Claws powered up his left claw and slammed it into the thug's head right between his eyes. Leaving Tommy's twitching corpse behind, Claws headed toward the door.
"Thanks for the help guys." he told the villains in the room "I'm gonna get outta here before Arachnos shows up, I don't know if they know enough about me to take me out, and I'm in no hurry to find out."
As he said that he slid open a compartment on his right thigh and pulled out a wad of cash.
"Three grand cover the damages nicely?" he asked Brian "It's gonna have to, that's all I have."
He threw the wad of cash down on the bar and sauntered out the door. Powering up his leap-assisters he leaped off into the night in search of the pair of Protectors who had survived the blast. As weak as they were after the explosion he should be able to take them out pretty easily now.
((Claws is removed from the ensuing events for now, he might make another appearance later on though))
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((C'mon guys, I wasn't trying to kill it! I just can't post a whole lot right now so I took myself out of it for a bit))
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(( End of term assignment rush, I'll try and get a post up tonight.
Edit: And so I did.))
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"Well, I won the fight and used an extremely expensive weapon doing it, so drinks are on you I think", Ildela laughed. "'Course I didn't exactly pay for it but still...", she added, turning and going back inside. She absently prodded one of the robots at the entrance before going over to the bar and picking up her forgotten drink, oddly unharmed in all the fighting.
"Hey, Tony! You got anything interesting over there?", she called over to the Family representative.
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Ildela raised an eyebrow as the man so blatantly ran into her sword. "Was that really necessary?", she asked, wiping the small amount of blood off her blade before resheathing it. She'd been just about to remove the blade anyway, but he'd beaten her to it.
"To be honest," she turned back to Brian. "Finding a guy, killing him and making sure Longbow doesn't find out doesn't sound very heroic to me. If he'd ask nicely, I might even help with it." Considering the matter over, unless the aforementioned request materialised, she went back to the bar and ordered another of the same drink she'd had before.
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