War of the Dragons: Declaration ((Open RP!))
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Posted on: 2008-12-10 21:29 in Roleplaying
Bassai, more commonly known as Danny McAvoy, clambered up on to a roof overlooking Gemini Park, Galaxy City.
He always had a scheduled break from 1:00pm to roughly thirty minutes later. A decent enough rest to recharge his body and grab some food, before getting back to work.
Shuffling around in his seated position, he tried his best to get comfy. His new outfit, given to him after joining the New Vigilants, was still extremely tight in some uncomfortable areas.
Tugging at his outfit, he took a bite into an apparently "healthy" sandwich option from Up-N-Away.
His look of disgust and distaste was broken when his pager started to bleep rapidly. Looking down at it on his belt, the PPD radio feed coming through and reporting the incident happening a few blocks to the South West.
Throwing the poor excuse for a sandwich down towards an open bin on the street in front, he misjudged the distance and almost hit what looked to be a female student.
"Sorry!" came the call from high above as Danny smiled, trying to hold back a laugh. He gave a short wave, intended as an apology, before he turned and sprinted towards the edge of the building. Leaping from the edge, he made best use of his athleticism and agility, coupled with his limited knowledge in Parkour, to traverse the rooftops and come to a rest on one just further down the road from the store with a truck now parked in its window.
Creeping slowly across the roof with the gracefulness of a drunken lout, he surveyed the situation below.
Spotting only a few lightly armed thugs, he thought the situation could be easy to get under control. Stepping to the edge of the roof, he lowered himself down before leaping off into the street, ushering a nearby civilian away before turning to the thugs.
@Crius
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Mistress Rad, Culpeo, Ms. Demeanor, Celsius
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Rocketing through the air, Baked Potato rushed towards Galaxy City, still fiddling with his police scanner trying to hook it to his belt again. Rising higher he flew over the War Walls in Steel Canyon towards Galaxy, like a comet in the sky.
Keeping high in the air, he searched for the crime scene, from afar it'd look like a large fireball hurtling through the air. He launched himself towards the criminals, building up speed. If his aim was right, he'd hit the area in the middle of the villains causing a small firey explosion, if he gets disrupted it could get messy..
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Tired Angel was flying over Galazy City, part of the city he now called his home, looking down at the people live there lives. He knew he didn't belong yet knew he had to protect them.
During mid-philosphical thought he heard a loud crash from a few blocks away. He then saw PPD cars rush past with their siren's wailing. He instinctively stretched his wings and propelled himself towards the crash.
Arriving a few moments later he saw a gang of thugs entering the arena through a hole created by a truck. He saw one hero was already taking on the gang and as he approached to help he saw, what looked like a fireball, crash down taking out three thugs. He saw in the firey explosion that it was another hero. Angel's eyes automatically went to the truck - he knew that thing was going to blow if someone isn't careful so he used his power over gravity to pull it out of the front of the areana and out of harms way shouting 'Who taught this guy how to park!'
Suddenly he found himself under fire, one of the thugs weilding a submachine gun was shooting at him. Angel was hit in the wing which brought him crashing to the ground. He landed with a thud and he mumbled to himself saying 'I don't like this pain thing'
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Leah Anima flew above the streets of Galaxy on her break from the errends of the much more powerful, yet amazingly needy, signiture heroes. Lately she had been helping Manticore with the Crey but soon she saw the truck stuck in a shop, floating down in her protective bubble to keep an eye on the scene she spots all the thugs loitering around, shooting people and dragging a poor girl, enraged Leah aimed at the bggest thug and unleashed a long range shot of electrial power...
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Susan Bright, better known to many as Psysan, sat at her desk in the Vigilance tower in Skyway City. To be more accurate she was currently floating about three feet above her desk, her eyes were closed and her long white hair was drifting in a non-existent breeze as she relaxed.
It was a free period, she had no more lessons for an hour or so and so she felt like relaxing. She had good reason too as well, if you thought regular students were trying, try teaching the psychic variety!
With a relaxed sigh Sues mind began to stretch across the psychic plane, a few stern signals sent to the slightly more unruly students before she began to expand to look upon the whole city. It was a brilliant white, with a million whispered voices ever nattering in her ears, broken only by the aggravating dancing on the plane by members of the Carnival of Shadows and a pair of dark alien thought-webs over the War Zone.
She turned her mind to Galaxy City, drifting towards the place where her girlfriend Reggie worked, it would be nice to catch up with her Sue thought, they hadnt spoken since the morning and Sue was missing her already. As she homed in one Reggies workplace however she wasnt greeted on the plane as she had taught her to do. And as she concentrated more on the area she was hit by waves of panic, pain and fear. Something was going on alright, and Reggie was in trouble! Again.
With a sharp shocked intake of breath Sue disappeared from her office in a flash of light and appeared on the street next to the ruined shop, her trademark bright orange and black uniform sticking out like a sore thumb. Sue quickly ran to see if she could help the injured all the while calling out to Reggie.
Tired Angel lay outside the shop, trying to get back to his feet. He saw his wing, it looked a bit of a mess. He knew it would heal but it still hurt like hell!
He got to his knees and looked up seeing the thug that was shooting at him was now holding his machine gun to Angel's head.
"Hehehe, time to bag a cape" said the thug.
"I don't wear capes" Angel said getting angry.
His eyes started to glow a bright white and out of no where a the wind picked up and got stronger and stronger.
"Hehehe, gonna take more than that to move me!"
Angel's eyes flashed a brilliant white and the thug was suddenly propelled flying backwards. The thug flew into the ruined shop, hitting the back wall.
He got to his feet to join the fray and suddenly there was a bright flash and another hero appeared and ran into the shop shouting "Reggie!??!? Reggie??!?!"
Then a blast of electrical energy came from behind Angel and hit one of the bigger thugs that was towering over a woman with an explosion...
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As the woman watched the carnage up ahead, along with The Bullet's approach toward the shop, the woman glanced up just in time to spot the oncoming fireball.
"Boys! Scatter! We've got company!" She shouted as she casually unclipped a small device from the back of her belt. Bringing her arm behind her, the woman then hurled the Web Grenade like a baseball at the flaming oncomer - a likely well-aimed baseball at that - as she made her own minor retreat from the 'landing zone'.
The Bullet staggered slightly when he felt the full force of Leah's attack strike him in the back. Stopping himself for a moment, the giant brute looked around quickly as he scratched his head. Then shrugged and got back to work.
The truck remained wedged in pretty good within the shop front, and refused to budge.
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Leah focused all her power to trap the immense brute into a secluding forcefield and stop him from interaction with the world....
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Danny scanned the battlefield, his eyes recognising the New Vigilant uniform of Psysan among the carnage.
Realising she was shouting for her partner, Danny sprang into action. Even though he'd only met Reggie once, he knew what he had to do.
Breaking into a sprint and aiming for the hugest gang member, he launched into the air, his body twirling majestically in a graceful flying kick most commonly known as the Eagle's Claw, aimed for the brute's head and neck.
@Crius
Bassai, Canadian Kid, Alruna, Kahi
Mistress Rad, Culpeo, Ms. Demeanor, Celsius
If nothing we do matters, then all that matters is what we do. Let's go to work.
"What the?" The Bullet blurted out as he found himself suddenly slowed by Leah's forcefield only momentarily before it scatttered... right before feeling a blunt blow land right on the back of his head, sending him shuffling forward quickly and swiveling around to find the culprit. "Hey, what the hell? That tickles!"
The huge thug acted immediately, grabbing the New Vigilant and hauling him over his head in a manner that would suggest Bassai was to The Bullet what a plastic chair was to Bassai himself: next to nothing to lift.
"And this isn't the time or place for tickles, cape!" the brute announced as he then flung Danny at the truck itself, "So scram!!"
((Note: Crius requested I injure his character, so there you go.))
Sam: "My mind is a swirling miasma of scintillating thoughts and turgid ideas."
Max: "Me too."
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Leah reacting on her high morals lowered herself and pulled out her scanner/healer pack and used it on Danny trying to identify what's wrong with him and heal it, if that fails she'll put him in a forefield and take him to the nearest hospital
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Danny flew through the air, clattering against the truck back first, bouncing off it with what seemed like incredible force.
Rolling into the street, his arms pushed and struggled to get him back on to his feet as Leah's actions were unsuccessful.
His body unable to feel the damage within, Danny turned back to face the thugs, almost ready to fight again before his heartbeat monitor beeped rapidly, starting off his emergency teleport.
Danny could be seen collapsing as his body phased out into a medi-bay in the nearby hospital.
@Crius
Bassai, Canadian Kid, Alruna, Kahi
Mistress Rad, Culpeo, Ms. Demeanor, Celsius
If nothing we do matters, then all that matters is what we do. Let's go to work.
Baked got to his feet, seemingly unhurt by the impact. He cracked his knuckles, turning his attention to a thug with dual revolvers, "Bring it punk!" The thug didn't flinch, his cohort standing behind the hero with his guns aimed towards him. Several shots fired, the bullets flew back towards the attacker from being deflected by small explosions on Baked's back.
"The heck was that?" He spun on the spot, turning his momentum into a roundhouse kick into the thug's face, the point where they connected bursting into flames, then ending on the same spot, "Alright, your turn!" And he started to fight the other thugs.
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The Bullet glared at Leah momentarily, before giving the strange creature some questionable sign language and turning back to his job at hand. With minimal effort, the thug proceeded to grab what remained of the lower window frame that kept itself attached to the shop and tear it away, tossing it in Leah's general direction.
"Let's see... scrawny redhead chick..." The Bullet muttered as he looked around the trashed store, eventually laying eyes on an unconcious woman with red hair laying on the floor, in the shop's standard uniform. Reggie Stacker.
"Bingo."
Taking a few more hefty steps and ignoring the crunching sounds as he stepped on a few of the bodies, The Bullet crouched down with minor difficulty, grabbing Reggie by the waist and hauling her over his shoulder.
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As Baked battled the two rapidly losing thugs, their leader carefully crept toward the truck, smirking at the little orb-like device that lay just a short distance from the hero. The device slowly unfolded out into something resembling a small turret that almost immediate began firing some form of highly acidic substance at Baked, leaving the woman free to sneak over to the truck.
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Max: "Me too."
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Susan had just finished pulling an innocent bystander away from the carnage when she saw the big lumbering brute of a man carrying a very familiar girl over his shoulder.
Without thinking she appeared in a flash of light right in front of the brutes path, looking as intimidating as a small slight of build young woman can, which when youre a psychic is pretty damn intimidating.
Put. Her. Down. She said with a growl, trying to add extra weight to her words by trying to broadcast them into the brutes very mind.
Barely dodging a shot of acid from the small turret, Baked was distracted long enough for the thugs to grab him by the arms and beat him to the ground. Despite previous efforts, each hit didn't create a burst of flame. The turret aimed at him and fired, with a shout and a rumble he released the pent up fire, throwing the thugs away and destroying the device.
He quickly got to his feet, taking off his t-shirt as it slowly fizzed away. "Argh you- Damn!" Slamming one foot into the ground, he leapt up in a small explosion, landing on top of the truck. "Where the heck'd that come from?!" He looked around the area, his entire body smoking.
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Leah's forcefield shattered the frame and she built up the energy inside her unleashing it towards the brute, careful not to hit Reggie and Psysan, and as it hit the thug of the wall it exploaded in a massive shower of electrcity effecting anyone allied with the thug
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Leo had heard the call over the PPD wavelength, as usual he was late. But as he looked around he realised he was still needed.
"Time to prove Ryan's faith in you is well placed." Leo said to himself.
He straightened his New Vigilants uniform and brought himself to a stop behind Psysan and Leah.
"Why don't you put the girl down and pick on someone your own size." Leo seemed to eminate an air of superiority that caught the attention of the thugs around him.
His eyes stayed on Bullet, watching him carefully for his next move.
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"In the Rogue Isles, loyalty goes to the highest bidder." Wild Red
While Susan and Leo confronted The Bullet, the two SMG-wielding thugs rushed up to the two New Vigilants, skidding to a halt just a short distance from them before unleashing a hail of lead up the two. However, after letting off most of their clips, one of the thugs found himself interrupted by an unexpected shoe to the face that sent him flying a few metres before gravity decided to grind his face into the ground. The other thug stopped firing in surprise at the sudden sight of his airborne partner, before quickly swinging his head to find the one responsible.
"You know," The woman facing him piped up in an accent familiar to some: The voice of one Gemma Stacker, dressed in her purple trenchcoat and tribal patterned pants. "It's really not nice goin' after family and friends at such a flamin' inconevient time and all..."
The thug blinked at the Durham-born musician and small-time hero as she placed her hand on her hips and raised a brow at him.
"That was kind of a hint, hun. Get lost before you find yourself joinin' him down there. Oh, hey, Sue."
The thug failed to listen, opting instead to open fire on Psysan and Leo once more.
"Typical!"
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Ignoring the fact that two of her own men just got themselves well done by Baked, the woman rushed over to the truck, climbing onto one of the doors, swinging it open and hauling out a familiar rifle from behind the other unopened door, just in time for Baked to land on the vehicle.
"Council..." she muttered to herself. "Can't stand them, but their guns are too awesome not to steal!" The woman then quickly kissed the rifle before stepping back to find whoever landed on her wheels.
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The Bullet let out an almighty roar of agony as Leah's attack struck him, falling to one knee as he did. However, despite this, the monster maintained his grip on Reggie, slamming his free fist into the ground to cause a chunk of concrete - amazingly - to hurtle toward Leah.
"I don't give a damn about your size, JUST OUTTA MY WAY, YOU STOOPID FRRREEEEAAAAKS!"
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Max: "Me too."
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Leo produced a burst of speed and ran at the thug still shooting. The bullets impacting harmlessly on him.
With one hand he grabbed the barrel of the gun. His hand bursting into flame and producing enough heat to melt the metal.
The other hand aimed a punch at the thug's face.
@Wild Red
"In the Rogue Isles, loyalty goes to the highest bidder." Wild Red
Baked gripped the pipe attached to his glove and took a deep breath, he put the pipe up to his mouth and jumped over the edge of the truck, looking at the villainess and breathing out. Flames burst from the pipe like a flamethrower, reaching just far enough for her to feel the heat but not be set alight.
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Sewers beneath Galaxy City. A long abandoned and sealed part of the tunnel network has been breached open again. An handful of Vahzilok corpses are scattered on the floor. A dim red light blinking at a steady pace is barely visible in the darkness of the old tunnel.
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Leah brought a forcefield up, almost in time it slowed the slap down but it still hit her with force enough to knock her back, skidding as she re-found her fotting she pulls out the device and quickly heals herself before aiming a blast at Bullet, clearly stubborn and just as that bolt is let of an axe is in her hand and a glowing shield on her arm...
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The woman hopped back a little to evade Baked's attack before aiming the rifle at him and pulling the trigger, firing a single cryonic round at the cape.
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The Bullet let out another roar of agony as Leah's second blast struck him before he straightened himself once more. For a moment, the brute glared at Leah again... then charged straight at her, still carrying Reggie.
The thug dealing with Leo let out a high pitched yelp as he quickly yanked his hand away from the gun, right before finding himself being silenced by a fist to the face. Gemma watched as he quickly toppled backward onto the ground before smiling at Leo.
"Nice one! Right, Mr. Big over there next, you reckon?"
Sam: "My mind is a swirling miasma of scintillating thoughts and turgid ideas."
Max: "Me too."
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Friday 12th December 2008, at 1:00pm
It should have been just an ordinary quiet day at one of the small stores just a little east of Galaxy City's arena, where one Regina Stacker, aka Sting Star worked. However, only less than a minute ago, all hell had broken loose when a truck suddenly slammed into the front of the store, killing two customers instantly, and knocking Reggie herself to the floor, unconcious.
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Outside the store itself, stood a single woman, dressed in a strapless leather top and biker pants, her blue hair being gently blown about by the wind. This very woman looked on as the survivors within the shop panicked and stuggled to flee the shop.
"BOYS!"
Behind the woman, six various thugs gathered behind her. Two of them already arrived with their twin revolvers in their hands, another playing around with a lighter in one hand and a molotov in the other. Two larger men slowly brandished their own weapons of choice - twin submachine guns - as they stepped up behind the smaller thugs.
"Alright," The woman smirked as a few of the survivors were slowly but surely managing to climb out of the shop through the gap that used to house its front entrance. "No survivors, but leave the girl for me, got it?"
"Got it, boss!" the thugs shouted in unison, immediately opening fire upon the shop. Nobody stood a chance.
"Bullet?" The woman then added as a third, huge thug stomped up behind her, cracking his knuckles. "Go fetch."
"You got it, boss." The Bullet responded in a low, booming voice before stomping his way over to the shop.
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All over the city, PPD radios are alive with chatter concerning the incident in Galaxy. One PPD car nearly caused a major pile-up in Skyway City as it handbrake-turned 180 degrees to make its way to Galaxy, while several News choppers rushed to get their latest story before their rival channels beat them.
Sam: "My mind is a swirling miasma of scintillating thoughts and turgid ideas."
Max: "Me too."
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