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Re: Heroes Vs. Villians (Comic Book Rp)

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"Come now, all valuables in the bags." Morphius commanded in an almost pleasant voice. Several of his men were walking about with large trash bags, collecting watches, phones, jewlery, and even a few fur coats. One man attempted to struggle and recieved a gun butt to the stomach. " Please do not fight my men, they are more prone to violence than I am." He called across the bank to the man who was now on the floor. Soon A large armor plated van came backing through the hole in the wall and and stopped just behined Morphius. The doors flew open and the men with bags jumped inside. Another group of men came from behined the counter where the large vault was located.
" Sir, the door, We can't open it." He said nervously. Morphius sighed in long suffering.
" Oh, stand aside!" He growled. Walking briskly to the vault he grabbed a hold of the door and yanked it from its hinges. Casting it to the side, he turned just in time to see a bank teller hit the silent alarm. A look of rage flickered across his face just before a laser burst from his eye and burned the woman to a crisp. "Gentlmen, are are soon to have company. Get the money and move!"

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Re: Heroes Vs. Villians (Comic Book Rp)

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Capricorn wandered the streets of the city with a look of melancholy. Things hadn't been going so well for him. Just this past week he had botched a robbery/assassination and now the police were after him. He figured hightailing it to this city would be a promising venture, but had proven futile. His ears perked as he saw police vehicles rushing in the direction of the bank. Capricorn smiled a devilish smile. "Let us see what fun can be had," he muttered. Quickly he turned on his heel and vanished, slipping into the shadows.
"I want to leave this world the way I came into it: screaming and covered in someone else's blood."
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Re: Heroes Vs. Villians (Comic Book Rp)

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Morphius looked around as the men went back and forth, carrying bags of cash out of the vault. They would be done soon, with in the minute. He perked his ears as he heard a siren in the ditance. Walking over to where he could see out the glass doors, he peered up the street. He saw a man in a top hat running toward the bank, he had a sword on his back and somthing in his hand. Morphius snarled. " Heroes! Must they always get in the way?!" (this is minor character control, I hope you don't mind.) He whirled around and could have sworn he saw a shadow move across the wall. Shaking his head he shouted to his men. " Forget the rest, let's go!" The men moved quickly and got into the van. Morphius headed briskly to the passenger side of the van but was stopped short. He saw somthing out of the corner of his eye and turned to look across the bank, switching into his infared vision.

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Re: Heroes Vs. Villians (Comic Book Rp)

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Capricorn shadow-ported to the bank in time to watch the action. He saw a strange looking man and what he assumed to be the man's cronies grabbing as much as they could. Suddenly, the man looked right at him harshly. Capricorn cringed. "Blast it," he said as he phased into sight. He put on a fake smile. "Nice bit of work," he said to the leader. "Couldn't have done better myself." He offered his hand. "My name is Capricorn." Capricorn's eyes flashed. "What do you say to slaying some policemen?"

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Re: Heroes Vs. Villians (Comic Book Rp)

Tips: 0.00 INK Postby Lynes on Fri Oct 19, 2007 7:36 pm

NAME: Project X94

ALIAS: Feral

AGE: 23

GENDER: Female

CLASS: Altered being/Mutant (if possible; explanatory in background)

HERO/VILLAIN: Undecided (for the moment)

APPEARANCE: Feral stands at a height of 5'4 and her body built athletically. Her hair is a raven black and reaches to her lower back, with eyes the brightest of blues and slits for pupils. In the midst of her hair, a myriad of blue and silver feathers grow naturally along with her hair from the cause of her altered DNA. Her outfit consists of a pair of black pants and boots, a one-strap shirt the same color as her eyes, and a black cloak. The only jewelry she has is a silver band that is on the upper part of her left arm. Upon her form are what seem to be tattoos in two different patterns. The first pattern is of leopard spots running down the middle of her back along her spine, with the other of cheetah spots wrapping around her sides and decorating the upper part of her chest. Lastly, Feral's nails are actual claws,she has a black wolf tail, and her ears are slightly pointed at the tips.

ABILITIES: Feral has the ability to shape-shift into animals, but only into certain ones. They are: wolf, panther, cheetah, leopard, hawk, and a german shephard. Also, only in her human form her senses are three times better than any normal humans, but it is not the same for when she shifts into one of the animals. If she shifts into a wolf then her senses are the same as a normal wolf's would be.

WEAKNESSES:
All around: High-pitched sounds, strong or unpleasant smells, being scratched behind the ear (hey! she likes it but it ain't good if an enemy does it), a fear of scientists or anyone in a white lab coat
Hawk: Getting wet (spray of water for example), any sort of net, high winds

BACKGROUND: Feral doesn't remember much of her past. The only memories she has are those of being kept at a labratory, used for many different experiments that anyone could think of. She knew that before being at the lab that her appearance was completely human, but with the chemical tests that she was put through her appearance changed in different ways. Feral knew that she was there for testing on mutants, and not only was she put through chemical tests but also physical ones. In the midst of the physical tests they recorded what her strengths and weaknesses were.

Finally one day Feral escaped the labratory and ran as far as she could. She tries to forget the memories of being in the lab, but it's no use. Feral is also searching for memories beforehand, wanting to know who her parents were and where she came from. So she wanders from place to place, trying to find clues to who she really is. And for all she knows, any and all scientists are searching for her to recapture her.

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Hearing a commotion not too far away, the hawk's wings flapped a few times before it made a U-turn and glided back in the direction from which it had originally came. Another few flaps were made as the hawk steadied it's flight from turning around and easily made its way to the general location of which it heard the commotion. A light chirp was made as its wings back-flapped and it landed carefully on the edge of a roof, wings folding in against its sides as the head twitched to the side and a few more chirps were made as it watched the scene around the bank. Hearing an engine, the hawk turned its head slightly to see a large van back in towards the bank where the large hole was. Immediately the hawk knew that a crime was in act and it had to do something but what could it do with the only one there? For now, the hawk just sat there on the edge of the roof and watched scene.

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Re: Heroes Vs. Villians (Comic Book Rp)

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Walter
In chasing the van, he jumped on the van, and climbed on top. Once up there, he fell asleep, the drawings dissolving in the air. He awoke to some ones gun going off, and almost hitting him. He drew a smoke grenade, and a hole in roof of the van. He pulled the pin, and dropped it in. Walter finally drew chain to the van, latched to manhole that was open. The van stopped, smoke flowing out.
"She called me late last night, to say she loved me so.
But I guess you changed her mind.
Well I should have known it wouldn't be all right,
But I can't live without her
So I won't even try...
And if I get drunk, then I'll pass out on the floor now baby.
Cause you won't bother me no more.
And if you're drinking, well you know that you're my friend and I say
I guess I'll have myself a beer."
Reel Big Fish- Beer

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Re: Heroes Vs. Villians (Comic Book Rp)

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Morphius saw the man through his infared and turned to face him. He turned his sight back to normal as the other fased into visibillity. People gasped around the bank at this new person appearing out of thin air.
"Nice bit of work, I couldn't have done better myself." The man said as he offered his hand to shake. " My name is Capricorn, what do you say to slaying some police men?" Morphius studied him for a moment before speaking.
"I usually make a point not to trust people I don't know, but heroes are rarely so brazen." Morphius shook the others hand with his metal one. " You help get us out of here and I'll trust you as much as any one else." The handshake lasted only a moment, because Morphius suddenly heared the sound of his van peeling out. He turned to see the van take off with that top hatted man on top. Roaring in anger he brought his arm up which made a whiring noise before launching a casscade of bullets toward the man. It was to no avail however, the van turned the corner and went out of sight. Morphius whirled on Capricorn. " Change of plans, You help me get my money back and some of the cash is yours."

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Re: Heroes Vs. Villians (Comic Book Rp)

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Capricorn grinned widely. "I could use some money I guess." He stroked his hair. "Very well. Let's go!" Capricorn quickly leaped into the air, black intangible wings erupting from him back. He took off after the van.

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Re: Heroes Vs. Villians (Comic Book Rp)

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Still the hawk was unsure of what to do so it continued to watch. Eyes turned to watch as someone jumped on top of the van. Just by watching his actions the hawk knew that he was good. So then it was in the right to stop the man, who had just apparently joined forces with another man, who had robbed the bank. With a screech and a spread of its wings, the hawk took the air and dove down to where the cyborg-like man was. When it came to be within six feet of the man the hawk's form changed into that of a young woman looking to be in her early twenties. The black cloak she wore covered most of her features and the hood was pulled halfway down her face so only her mouth and nose could be seen. She was standing in the man's path, and for a few moments just stood there in silence. "You're not going anywhere near it..." she then said in a steady tone. Obviously she was talking about the van and the money. Nothing more was said though as unseen eyes watched the man, waiting to see what he would do.

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Re: Heroes Vs. Villians (Comic Book Rp)

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"Girl, you know not who you deal with." He stated flatly. The police cars screeched as they stopped out side the bank, causing Morphius to glance past the young woman. Soon, who he assumed was the police chief shouted into the building on a microphone.
"We have the building surrounded!" He looked back at the bird woman and gave a charming smile.
"Ah, that's my exit cue. It's been a pleasue."

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Re: Heroes Vs. Villians (Comic Book Rp)

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"You're right...I don't know...But that still won't stop me..." she replied calmly. "You see...Just as I don't know you, you don't know me..." With that her stance shifted slightly, her feet spreading apart a few inches and hands clenching into tight fists. The police sirens were drowned out but she at least knew that the cops were here. "As I said before...I won't let you near it..." A throaty growl then emitted from the depths of her chest and she took up more of a fighting stance. Even if she wasn't able to beat him, she could at least stall the man. That was good enough for her. "So...shall we get to it then..?"

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Re: Heroes Vs. Villians (Comic Book Rp)

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Morphius's lips split into a snarl as he saw the young hawk woman ready her self for battle.
" Then so be it." He said as he clenched his robotic fist. A long sword shot out from his wrist and he raised it to an attack stance. Pointing the tip at the girl, he charged.

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Re: Heroes Vs. Villians (Comic Book Rp)

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All the sounds around her were drowned out, her concentration only on him as he charged to make the first move. She wasn't moving out of the way though, or at least she wouldn't yet. It was best to wait until your opponent gets nice and close before making a move of your own. Unseen eyes watched all of the exposed cybernetic parts of the man, knowing that they had the greatest potential of harming her. For now, her attention was mostly on the blade that came out of his wrist, as well as the shortening distance as he closed in on her.

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Re: Heroes Vs. Villians (Comic Book Rp)

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Bird enthusiasts looked to the sky as they thought they heard the call of a Red-Tail. Gryphon's mood had improved after an ice-cream vendor decided to give the sad-looking "angel" a free sundae.
Ah the joy of Sundaes!

Gryphon's mind tumbled over the new vocabulary he had learned.
Sundae. The cold, yummy, milky food with chocolate syrup.

He had been flying across the city, looking for his friend Walter. From the ruckus across town, he knew the convention was now over and that something completely new was taking place. Instinct in the lead, he flew in the direction of the gunfire.
But he had seen the feathers. The feathers in the girls hair had really made him go any further than a look.

His intuition guiding him, he had to make sure the girl with the feathers lived. Maybe she knew of how he was wrought. His ears picked up her speaking the language of the humans. Hoping she was not a creation made by DNInc to kill him, he dove in, his Hawk-like call in the air as his "talons" flexed.

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Re: Heroes Vs. Villians (Comic Book Rp)

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By now the hood of her cloak was down and the few features that were upon her head painted her as a mutant, but only known to her the features were a result of inhumane experiments. There were the blue and silver feathers growing entangled within her black hair, and then her ears pointed at the tips. Lastly, her pupils were slits like a feline's. The myriad of features were a bit strange since each one was depicting from another animal in a sense and not one of them matched to another.

Hearing the hawkish cry, Feral tuned in to the call and had a feeling that it wasn't coming from any normal hawk. It had to be a mutant, or something close to that. Some of her attention went into the call, wondering what the hawk-man wanted. Yet as she was doing that, some of her concentration and attention on the half-robot man in front of her was lost and she wasn't realizing it.

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Re: Heroes Vs. Villians (Comic Book Rp)

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It happened fast. Morphius charged forward, the bird girl's hood fell off her head, exposing the fact she was a mutant, and the hawk like screem echoed into the bank. Her eyes had darted away when that happened, she had lost some of her concentration, And Morphius recognized it. Then just as soon as he got close enough, he flicked the blade sideways, aiming for the spot where her neck and shoulder met.

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Re: Heroes Vs. Villians (Comic Book Rp)

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At the last minute she finally realized what she had just done, eyes widening as she looked back to the man. Time seemed to slow down right when the blade came slashing down in an arch towards her neck. Wide eyes followed the blade as she moved to jump out of the way, pushing off hard to jump backwards. Even though she was out of Death's reach, she didn't dodge the blade unscathed. A grimace screwed up her face as a grunt of pain was made, as a light spray of crimson erupted as the blade connected with her flesh. Feral stumbled a bit when she landed on her feet a few feet away but regained her footing quickly. A glance was then made to where the blade struck her flesh, seeing a cut of about five inches in length and an inch deep. Luckily the blade missed any vital parts but it still hurt like hell. "Damn..." she whispered under her breath. It was more against herself for letting her concentration down. Waves of pain continued to attack her and she did her best to try and ignore them. Breathing deep and steady, she readied herself for the next attack. On his second attack is when she would shift.

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Re: Heroes Vs. Villians (Comic Book Rp)

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(Lets just pretend I was in the bank ...) Sarah Sat up against the the wall breathing heavily, just stay put ... Some couple of days it had been, First the kid then the convention NOW THIS! The man looked familiar though, A man from college, maybe, she just remembered something about nuclear science and robotics. but whatever, sitting she panted and drew the small gun in her purse again. The name struck here, Dr. Morphius, he had been mutilated a few years ago in an accident, and she HAD gone to college with him ... "Morphius?" the Call came before she could stop herself, if she wasn't insane, he could probably help her ...
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Re: Heroes Vs. Villians (Comic Book Rp)

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Walter/Willaim
After taking care of the guards, Walter drew a portal to the bank vault, threw the money in, and closed it as he stepped through. Walking out he saw hell break lose, some guy with a metal arm fighting a animalistic chick. "Oh boy" He looked over and noticed the woman from before. "Sarah, put the gun away and hide. I don't what I would do if I had to tell that poor kid his girlfriend died. His power mixed with rage is a hazard." He went out, and jumped between the two fighting. "Hey can't we all be friends?" He put his hands up.

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Re: Heroes Vs. Villians (Comic Book Rp)

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"Morphius!" The cry came from behined him. all of his instincts told him to stay focused on the battle, but he tuned to look. He saw a woman sitting against a wall holding a gun, she looked hurt. He knew her, but couldn't place her. a man, the man in the top hat came out of the vault and spoke to her. Morphius's eyes widened, he DID know her. Sarah, he'd gone to college with her, she was a law major and brilliant. The top hatted man came flying through the air and landed in between him and the mutant.
"Can't we all just be friends?" He said. Morphius look at him with an expression of slight irritation.
" Oh, shut it you top hatted bafoon." and with that he took a running leap over to sarah, lifting her to her feet. "Do you want my help, I need an answer now!" He said quickly.

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