Introduction
There is no greater sacrifice that can be made and we all share in the loss of so many noble men and women. Brave and unique individuals who have dedicated their lives to fighting for justice and to protect the people of Earth. Saddly those lives were lost in a war against an unnatural foe. A race of massive, sentient machines that attacked our planet without provocation or clear cause. It was six years ago that the Reapers sought to enslave or kill us all and our chosen heroes rose up against them. For that was what they did. They fought the good fight. When others would cower or run in fear our champions would stand and fight in the face of oblivion. It is those heroes we honor today and we stand solemnly in remembrance of the sacrifice they made for each and everyone of us... My fellow Americans, it is with a heavy heart that I tell you on this dark day we find ourselves facing that same foe once again. We may not have those heroes from our Golden age now, but we are still blessed to have remarkable individuals among us willing to stand and willing to fight. Then as now we find ourselves on the eve of the greatest military campaign in human history and once again we are in need of a banner call. There is no one better suited for the task to assemble this worlds heroes then the man who was our First Avenger. This nations Fallen Son. The man. The legend. Captain America...
You sit forward and watch with rapt attention as the video plays on the tv screen. You see footage of Captain America from just over six years ago before his final mission. He is standing on the steps of the Lincoln Monument. Before him are assembled a massive force of the worlds heroes. Beyond that is a crowd of millions watching in awed silence as the man steps up to the podium.
"This war has threatened to take everything from us. Our homes, our families, our freedom, our planet. So we fight... Just like always. We've been through hell and worse but still we fight. We've fought demons, psychopaths, aliens, and everything in between including each other on more than one occasion. But still we fight. We've fought alone and we fought as one but always we fight. We are here to fight, born warriors we stand against all that's wicked and all that would do harm to those who cannot fight for themselves... This is why we're here people. The Reapers would have us believe that we have no hope. No chance of victory. But what they don't understand is that we have something they will never have. An immeasurable bond forged in the fires of combat that ties us together. We have proven time and time again that we CAN do the impossible, that we CAN ride into the jaws of death and ride out again! My friends... look around you and stand proud. You're not in this fight alone. United we stand against our enemies and together we will defeat them!
The legend paused as the crowds of heroes and civilians alike broke out into heartfelt cheers. When the crowd died down enough you watch as his eyes flick up past the heroes standing before him and fall onto the crowd amassed behind them.
"Son's and daughters of America... My country... Your loyalty and trust have been a great comfort for me over the years. They've given me the will to go on. They've given me the strength to fight on when my body wanted to quit. I want to thank each and every one of you for allowing me to call myself your Captain. As for our enemies... Let it be heard from the streets of this city, to the streets of our allies all over the world... We are a planet of the free, a people of freedom! And if you choose to stand in the way of that freedom, you will hear these words: AVENGERS ASSEMBLE!"
For a second time the crowds raise up in cheers and you can almost feel the palpable and raw emotion from that eerie recording as the pride swells in your chest. The recordings ends on a still frame of the legend himself standing boldly with his head held high as jets flew over head.
The image fades out and a list begins to scroll across the screen of all the heroes who lost their lives in the first war with the Reapers.
Nathan Summers aka Cable
Robert Baldwin aka Penance
Peter Parker aka Spider Man
Carol Danvers aka Ms. Marvel
Johnathan Storm aka The Human Torch
Susan Storm aka The Invisible Woman
Thaddeus E. Ross aka Red Hulk
T'Challa aka Black Panther
Brian Falsworth aka Union Jack
Scott Summers aka Cyclops
Mathew Murdock aka Daredevil
Daniel Rand aka Iron Fist
Samantha Parrington aka Valkyrie
Samuel Wilson aka Falcon
Thor Odinson
Piotr Nikolaievitch Rasputin aka Colossus
Neena Thurman aka Domino
Henry Pym aka Ant Man
Anthony Stark aka Iron Man
James Rhodes aka War Machine
Bruce Banner aka The Hulk
Warren Worthington III aka Angel
Robert Drake aka Iceman
Elijah Bradley aka Patriot
Ororo Munroe aka Storm
Frank Castle aka The Punisher
Luke Cage
Jessica Drew aka Spider Woman
Anna Marie aka Rogue
Barbara Morse Barton aka Mockingbird
Steven Rogers aka Captain America
You take a minute to sit back in contemplation and review in your mind everything you know about the first war.
Just over six years ago the Reapers [Yes the reapers form mass effect] attacked Earth. From what scientists have guessed it was a small exploratory force merely designed to get a foothold in the galaxy. Their plan was simple. The bulk of the force was to head to the planet to keep the Earths defenses busy long enough for the two or three other Reapers to erect a mass relay inside of our solar system allowing them to bring in their entire invasion force in one swoop. Initially the Reapers wiped out any resistance they came across killing tens of thousands including countless members of the hero population who tried valiantly to fend them off. It wasn't until the Avengers, led by Captain America, marshaled the heroes and organized them to fight as one single super army that they began truly fighting back. The Reapers began to fall to the heroes until victory was near. The Reapers realized the strength of Earth wasn't in the many but in the few. The unique individuals who showed extraordinary powers or skill. They devised a tactic to eradicate the Earths last true defense in one shot. By feeding the Earthlings false information in the form of a beacon from an alien race "previously wiped out" by the Reapers telling them that if they destroyed the relay being created they could stop the Reapers for good. The Reapers knew that the humans were intelligent enough that a blatant lie would not suffice and some measure of truth would be needed. The truth was that while destroying the relay would indeed hamper the Reapers it would not stop their arrival indefinably. The humans took the bait. A small group led by Captain America went up to the relay in a shuttle to destroy it. Under the command of Captain America was Iron Man, Hawkeye, Wolverine, Ms. Marvel, Lady Sif, Cable, and Susan Storm. Once the trap was sprung the team got hit hard and it is thought Cable died in these moments. Susan died shortly afterwards while trying to hold off the advancing Reaper forces allowing the others to make their escape into the facility. Ms. Marvel fell during the fighting as the team pushed deeper in the facility. Just before they reached the core Tony Stark was killed as he fought beside Captain America in the escape shuttle bay. His old friend and teammate dragged him into the one of the nearby shuttles and they sealed off the doors where Iron Man spent his final moments with Captain America. His final words were of apologizing for the civil war and of giving him the detonation codes for the bomb he'd created to destroy the relay. Captain America exited the shuttle with fists clenched and tears flowing freely down his face. He ordered everyone into the shuttles telling them that they were going to abort the mission. That the codes for the bomb died with Iron Man. The heroes all crammed into the shuttles when suddenly Cap sealed them inside and launched them back to Earth. Alone on the station Captain America fought his way through the last few meters and set the bomb before making his final stand and holding off the Reaper forces until the bomb detonated and the relay was destroyed. Captain America's final act was of saving the world from total annihilation. It was only a year later that humanity discovered the truth of what had happened and began preparing for the Reapers return.
The rest, is up to you...
Ok so this rp is basically a Reaper invasion on Marvel earth rp. The twist is that the majority y of the big name canon heroes are dead. You may be wondering, "The fucks the point then?..." Well I'll tell you Miss Nancy. The point is that now you get to create your own heroes within the marvel universe. Be that characters with no affiliation to any other canon character or the offspring of known heroes. The way I'll be handling this is that the reapers arent here yet but will be within a few weeks time. Now ever since learning of the Reapers possible return humanity has been attempting to prepare for the invasion but now that they've picked up evidence from deep space probes showing evidence that they are in our system the world is scrambling to get ready. With many of the worlds well known heroes dead they worry that they have no chance but it's time for those remaining few to rise up and step up to the plate to save Earth.
We will be changing up the canons history a bit to make it possible for people who want to be heroes offspring and not be crayon eating toddlers since this is only set six years after the first war. We'll say that any and all offspring will be in their mid to late teens and didn't participate in the first war. However now with their super parent or parents dead they are no longer willing to sit on the sidelines and play it safe.
For your character app if you're picking a canon character feel free to just post a link to your chosen characters wiki page for their powers if you don't feel like all the lengthy typing of shit we all already know. That's up to you though of course. As for those same canons bio, don't give me an entire history on that character because again we all know them pretty well. Just give me a war journal. A quick overview of what your character was up to during the last war six years ago. One final thing about the canon characters. If you want to pick one of the canons from the KIA list that's fine. I was simply going for dramatic effect here and wanted a big list of well known and loved heroes that are dead. If that was a list of nobody heroes people have never heard of it would hold the same weight. That being said there are a few characters that are listed that must remain dead like Cap and Iron man for example. If you want to pick one of those characters just ask me when you reserve them and I'll let you know if you should bother making an app for it.
Whew ok now this is my first rp ever posted on this forum so I hope it goes well. Other than that we should be good, templates below and have fun!
Character Template
(Pics plox)
Name:
Alias:(hero name if applicable)
Age:
Gender:
Current Location:
Occupation: (primarily for alter egos if applicable)
Abilities and Skills: (just post a link if canon and you don't want tell us that Spiderpman can do whatever a spider can)
Personality:
History/Background: (gimme at least a paragraph and if it's canon just give me their war journal)
Notable family members: (again if applicable. This will mostly be used by offspring of canon heroes. Feel free to skip this if your not someones kid)
Other Information:
You sit forward and watch with rapt attention as the video plays on the tv screen. You see footage of Captain America from just over six years ago before his final mission. He is standing on the steps of the Lincoln Monument. Before him are assembled a massive force of the worlds heroes. Beyond that is a crowd of millions watching in awed silence as the man steps up to the podium.
"This war has threatened to take everything from us. Our homes, our families, our freedom, our planet. So we fight... Just like always. We've been through hell and worse but still we fight. We've fought demons, psychopaths, aliens, and everything in between including each other on more than one occasion. But still we fight. We've fought alone and we fought as one but always we fight. We are here to fight, born warriors we stand against all that's wicked and all that would do harm to those who cannot fight for themselves... This is why we're here people. The Reapers would have us believe that we have no hope. No chance of victory. But what they don't understand is that we have something they will never have. An immeasurable bond forged in the fires of combat that ties us together. We have proven time and time again that we CAN do the impossible, that we CAN ride into the jaws of death and ride out again! My friends... look around you and stand proud. You're not in this fight alone. United we stand against our enemies and together we will defeat them!
The legend paused as the crowds of heroes and civilians alike broke out into heartfelt cheers. When the crowd died down enough you watch as his eyes flick up past the heroes standing before him and fall onto the crowd amassed behind them.
"Son's and daughters of America... My country... Your loyalty and trust have been a great comfort for me over the years. They've given me the will to go on. They've given me the strength to fight on when my body wanted to quit. I want to thank each and every one of you for allowing me to call myself your Captain. As for our enemies... Let it be heard from the streets of this city, to the streets of our allies all over the world... We are a planet of the free, a people of freedom! And if you choose to stand in the way of that freedom, you will hear these words: AVENGERS ASSEMBLE!"
For a second time the crowds raise up in cheers and you can almost feel the palpable and raw emotion from that eerie recording as the pride swells in your chest. The recordings ends on a still frame of the legend himself standing boldly with his head held high as jets flew over head.
The image fades out and a list begins to scroll across the screen of all the heroes who lost their lives in the first war with the Reapers.
Nathan Summers aka Cable
Robert Baldwin aka Penance
Peter Parker aka Spider Man
Carol Danvers aka Ms. Marvel
Johnathan Storm aka The Human Torch
Susan Storm aka The Invisible Woman
Thaddeus E. Ross aka Red Hulk
T'Challa aka Black Panther
Brian Falsworth aka Union Jack
Scott Summers aka Cyclops
Mathew Murdock aka Daredevil
Daniel Rand aka Iron Fist
Samantha Parrington aka Valkyrie
Samuel Wilson aka Falcon
Thor Odinson
Piotr Nikolaievitch Rasputin aka Colossus
Neena Thurman aka Domino
Henry Pym aka Ant Man
Anthony Stark aka Iron Man
James Rhodes aka War Machine
Bruce Banner aka The Hulk
Warren Worthington III aka Angel
Robert Drake aka Iceman
Elijah Bradley aka Patriot
Ororo Munroe aka Storm
Frank Castle aka The Punisher
Luke Cage
Jessica Drew aka Spider Woman
Anna Marie aka Rogue
Barbara Morse Barton aka Mockingbird
Steven Rogers aka Captain America
You take a minute to sit back in contemplation and review in your mind everything you know about the first war.
Just over six years ago the Reapers [Yes the reapers form mass effect] attacked Earth. From what scientists have guessed it was a small exploratory force merely designed to get a foothold in the galaxy. Their plan was simple. The bulk of the force was to head to the planet to keep the Earths defenses busy long enough for the two or three other Reapers to erect a mass relay inside of our solar system allowing them to bring in their entire invasion force in one swoop. Initially the Reapers wiped out any resistance they came across killing tens of thousands including countless members of the hero population who tried valiantly to fend them off. It wasn't until the Avengers, led by Captain America, marshaled the heroes and organized them to fight as one single super army that they began truly fighting back. The Reapers began to fall to the heroes until victory was near. The Reapers realized the strength of Earth wasn't in the many but in the few. The unique individuals who showed extraordinary powers or skill. They devised a tactic to eradicate the Earths last true defense in one shot. By feeding the Earthlings false information in the form of a beacon from an alien race "previously wiped out" by the Reapers telling them that if they destroyed the relay being created they could stop the Reapers for good. The Reapers knew that the humans were intelligent enough that a blatant lie would not suffice and some measure of truth would be needed. The truth was that while destroying the relay would indeed hamper the Reapers it would not stop their arrival indefinably. The humans took the bait. A small group led by Captain America went up to the relay in a shuttle to destroy it. Under the command of Captain America was Iron Man, Hawkeye, Wolverine, Ms. Marvel, Lady Sif, Cable, and Susan Storm. Once the trap was sprung the team got hit hard and it is thought Cable died in these moments. Susan died shortly afterwards while trying to hold off the advancing Reaper forces allowing the others to make their escape into the facility. Ms. Marvel fell during the fighting as the team pushed deeper in the facility. Just before they reached the core Tony Stark was killed as he fought beside Captain America in the escape shuttle bay. His old friend and teammate dragged him into the one of the nearby shuttles and they sealed off the doors where Iron Man spent his final moments with Captain America. His final words were of apologizing for the civil war and of giving him the detonation codes for the bomb he'd created to destroy the relay. Captain America exited the shuttle with fists clenched and tears flowing freely down his face. He ordered everyone into the shuttles telling them that they were going to abort the mission. That the codes for the bomb died with Iron Man. The heroes all crammed into the shuttles when suddenly Cap sealed them inside and launched them back to Earth. Alone on the station Captain America fought his way through the last few meters and set the bomb before making his final stand and holding off the Reaper forces until the bomb detonated and the relay was destroyed. Captain America's final act was of saving the world from total annihilation. It was only a year later that humanity discovered the truth of what had happened and began preparing for the Reapers return.
The rest, is up to you...
Ok so this rp is basically a Reaper invasion on Marvel earth rp. The twist is that the majority y of the big name canon heroes are dead. You may be wondering, "The fucks the point then?..." Well I'll tell you Miss Nancy. The point is that now you get to create your own heroes within the marvel universe. Be that characters with no affiliation to any other canon character or the offspring of known heroes. The way I'll be handling this is that the reapers arent here yet but will be within a few weeks time. Now ever since learning of the Reapers possible return humanity has been attempting to prepare for the invasion but now that they've picked up evidence from deep space probes showing evidence that they are in our system the world is scrambling to get ready. With many of the worlds well known heroes dead they worry that they have no chance but it's time for those remaining few to rise up and step up to the plate to save Earth.
We will be changing up the canons history a bit to make it possible for people who want to be heroes offspring and not be crayon eating toddlers since this is only set six years after the first war. We'll say that any and all offspring will be in their mid to late teens and didn't participate in the first war. However now with their super parent or parents dead they are no longer willing to sit on the sidelines and play it safe.
For your character app if you're picking a canon character feel free to just post a link to your chosen characters wiki page for their powers if you don't feel like all the lengthy typing of shit we all already know. That's up to you though of course. As for those same canons bio, don't give me an entire history on that character because again we all know them pretty well. Just give me a war journal. A quick overview of what your character was up to during the last war six years ago. One final thing about the canon characters. If you want to pick one of the canons from the KIA list that's fine. I was simply going for dramatic effect here and wanted a big list of well known and loved heroes that are dead. If that was a list of nobody heroes people have never heard of it would hold the same weight. That being said there are a few characters that are listed that must remain dead like Cap and Iron man for example. If you want to pick one of those characters just ask me when you reserve them and I'll let you know if you should bother making an app for it.
Whew ok now this is my first rp ever posted on this forum so I hope it goes well. Other than that we should be good, templates below and have fun!
Character Template
(Pics plox)
Name:
Alias:(hero name if applicable)
Age:
Gender:
Current Location:
Occupation: (primarily for alter egos if applicable)
Abilities and Skills: (just post a link if canon and you don't want tell us that Spiderpman can do whatever a spider can)
Personality:
History/Background: (gimme at least a paragraph and if it's canon just give me their war journal)
Notable family members: (again if applicable. This will mostly be used by offspring of canon heroes. Feel free to skip this if your not someones kid)
Other Information:
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Jane's body had nearly finished repairs, yet she started to get up anyway, her wounds not yet completely healed. With one eye still not repaired she glanced out at the fight between an apparently super powered cop and the villain who had just pasted her. It wasn't an unreasonable conclusion, she determined. If a blow had the force to lift a car, it certainly had the force to crush a human being. Her one functioning eye studied Hazmat's electrical current, running through his body but not generated by it, the loss of electrical power in the area and finally the reaction it was having in the air. Those energy currents shouldn't be interacting in such a volatile manner, if this continues it will likely result in many additional deaths. She started quickly running, though without being fully healed her wounds were exceptionally painful. As she reached the Shocker, she grabbed him by the shoulders and slammed him backwards towards the ground, hopefully hard enough to throw the wind out of him and leave him down for a bit.
Jane then put both her hands up aimed at Hazmat, hoping that she would be able to survive the electrical current. It seemed doubtful he would have put a fatal level of power into it, though she watched carefully for his reaction as her second eye popped open.
Jane then put both her hands up aimed at Hazmat, hoping that she would be able to survive the electrical current. It seemed doubtful he would have put a fatal level of power into it, though she watched carefully for his reaction as her second eye popped open.
Brian looked around at the three menacing looking people that had circled him. His symbiote, sensing the hostility was starting to form tendrils across his body. As they got closer, he thought he recognized one of them, by his outfit. That looks like that one Supervillain……Bullseye?
“Hey, aren’t you-” Brian was cut off as he heard something land at his feet. Without looking down, his symbiote told him it was a small round object. For some reason his body wanted to move away quickly. He suppressed the urge, not believing that it could be that dangerous. He wasn’t used to being in a combat zone and didn’t recognize the object to be a grenade. Only when the four surrounding him dove away did he recognize the danger.
He tried to get away, jumping to the side, but the grenade exploded milliseconds after he left the ground. The blast flung him forward and he felt shrapnel impact his back. Though the shrapnel did no serious damage, the metal support beam his head slammed against jarred him for a moment. Finally, after landing on the ground, he felt like he had just fallen through the roof again.
A second later, he slowly got to his feet. As he did he noticed that one of the people who had surrounded him before, a woman was fighting someone new. Hold on a second is that? Wolverine? He recognized the superhero from his costume. He had spent much of his youth idolizing the heroes, so it was easy for him to identify the iconic look of the famous mutant. However, before he could relish seeing wolverine in person, he felt an impact in his chest.
Looking down, he noticed a large knife sticking imbedded in his chest. It did little damage and was already starting to be pulled out by tiny tendrils, but he looked up to see Bullseye crouched on in the rafters and holding another knife while looking down at him.
“Hey! Cut that-” Brian started, but stopped as Bullseye pointed down to something beside him. Suddenly he felt a the pang of danger coming from his right. However instead of dodging, he instead looked in the direction that he was sensing danger. As he turned was able to get a glimpse of Crossbones’ mask behind a long barrel. Then he took a shotgun blast to the face, then another, and two to the chest.
Brian staggered backwards, tiny led balls falling out of his red symbiotic skin and falling to the floor. Spitting some of out of his mouth, he looked up to see crossbones toss the shotgun to the side. Then the large masked man slung the giant sniper rifle from his back into his hands.
“Not this time!” Brian shouted, then slung his right arm forward. A long red tentacle erupted from his hand and shot over into the barrel of Crossbones’ rifle. When the tip reached center of the weapon, it expanded, shooting out red biomass. The gun bulged in the center and was disabled. “Ha! Shoot me n-” Brian was cut off by a strong feeling that his right arm should not be where it was currently.
Reacting in the correct way this time, Brian quickly pulled his arm backwards. As he did, a small part of the now retracting tentacle was sliced off by a spinning knife. Though loosing that small tentacle section was better than the entire forearm he might have lost had he not pulled his arm back. Without missing a beat, he swung his left arm upwards, releasing a few globs of red webbing in the direction the knife had come from. When he looked up, he saw that Bullseye trying to pull his leg free from the webbing that now trapped left foot against the metal rafter he was standing on.
“Hell yeah!” Brian exclaimed in acknowledgment of his success. Then he felt danger from in front of him again, but distracted by his recent success of pinning Bullseye’s foot, he looked instead of dodging. Turning his head down to look in Crossbones’ direction, he saw the head of an RPG being fired toward him. “Crap.”
“Hey, aren’t you-” Brian was cut off as he heard something land at his feet. Without looking down, his symbiote told him it was a small round object. For some reason his body wanted to move away quickly. He suppressed the urge, not believing that it could be that dangerous. He wasn’t used to being in a combat zone and didn’t recognize the object to be a grenade. Only when the four surrounding him dove away did he recognize the danger.
He tried to get away, jumping to the side, but the grenade exploded milliseconds after he left the ground. The blast flung him forward and he felt shrapnel impact his back. Though the shrapnel did no serious damage, the metal support beam his head slammed against jarred him for a moment. Finally, after landing on the ground, he felt like he had just fallen through the roof again.
A second later, he slowly got to his feet. As he did he noticed that one of the people who had surrounded him before, a woman was fighting someone new. Hold on a second is that? Wolverine? He recognized the superhero from his costume. He had spent much of his youth idolizing the heroes, so it was easy for him to identify the iconic look of the famous mutant. However, before he could relish seeing wolverine in person, he felt an impact in his chest.
Looking down, he noticed a large knife sticking imbedded in his chest. It did little damage and was already starting to be pulled out by tiny tendrils, but he looked up to see Bullseye crouched on in the rafters and holding another knife while looking down at him.
“Hey! Cut that-” Brian started, but stopped as Bullseye pointed down to something beside him. Suddenly he felt a the pang of danger coming from his right. However instead of dodging, he instead looked in the direction that he was sensing danger. As he turned was able to get a glimpse of Crossbones’ mask behind a long barrel. Then he took a shotgun blast to the face, then another, and two to the chest.
Brian staggered backwards, tiny led balls falling out of his red symbiotic skin and falling to the floor. Spitting some of out of his mouth, he looked up to see crossbones toss the shotgun to the side. Then the large masked man slung the giant sniper rifle from his back into his hands.
“Not this time!” Brian shouted, then slung his right arm forward. A long red tentacle erupted from his hand and shot over into the barrel of Crossbones’ rifle. When the tip reached center of the weapon, it expanded, shooting out red biomass. The gun bulged in the center and was disabled. “Ha! Shoot me n-” Brian was cut off by a strong feeling that his right arm should not be where it was currently.
Reacting in the correct way this time, Brian quickly pulled his arm backwards. As he did, a small part of the now retracting tentacle was sliced off by a spinning knife. Though loosing that small tentacle section was better than the entire forearm he might have lost had he not pulled his arm back. Without missing a beat, he swung his left arm upwards, releasing a few globs of red webbing in the direction the knife had come from. When he looked up, he saw that Bullseye trying to pull his leg free from the webbing that now trapped left foot against the metal rafter he was standing on.
“Hell yeah!” Brian exclaimed in acknowledgment of his success. Then he felt danger from in front of him again, but distracted by his recent success of pinning Bullseye’s foot, he looked instead of dodging. Turning his head down to look in Crossbones’ direction, he saw the head of an RPG being fired toward him. “Crap.”
The Shocker was completely focused on overwhelming the cop. He could feel the vibrations rippling through his muscles as his gauntlets roared on at Level 5. It was when hands settled on his shoulders that Shultz’s snapped his head over his shoulder and was stunned to see that the girl he thought he had killed was on her feet.
“You-!”
He barely got a chance to utter before he was slammed upon the asphalt. If it hadn’t been for the durable, padding of his suit, he might have suffered paralysis. Hazmat felt the tension give, his beam of concentrated electricity had shot forward freely. His arms parted, his palms turned inward as he began absorbing the energy again. His attack hadn’t been to kill like The Shocker’s but to incapacitate. The beam retracted, widening before it broke into the haphazard branches that began clinging to every metallic source in the vicinity.
Hazmat had to concentrate on releasing the electricity back carefully. Turning his wrists to have his hands point outwards towards the lamp posts again, he charged the lamp posts and the batteries of the vehicles around him. Arching electrical bridges appeared over cars and crackled along the street. Slowly, Hazmat’s original form was coming into view as he continued to disperse his powers. Thrusting his hands downward, he rose a few feet off the ground as the final wave of electrical energy went dancing in chains across the asphalt.
Dropping to one knee, Hazmat was panting as though he had run a marathon. His clothes were smoking, having been burnt in several places, and his brown hair was standing on end from static. Weakly, he glanced down the street to see The Shocker on his back and that girl he thought was dead. Had she stopped him?
“You’re dead,” Matthew spoke between breaths. “I saw you. How are you still alive?”
He settled onto his rump, bowing his head to continue catching his breath as his arm rested upon his knee.
Officer Cassidy was up against the restaurant wall and gazing in awe at Hazmat and the girl. How was that girl still alive? She saw The Shocker kill her with her own eyes. Slowly, she moved away from the wall after she saw the chains of electricity fizzle out of existence. She cautiously approached the exhausted officer and when she stood only a foot away, she didn’t know what to say. Never would she have thought he was a super.
Hazmat didn’t look at her as he kept his brown eyes downrange at Jane and The Shocker. He wanted to believe that she had saved him the trouble or saved him period, but she was a killer. He didn’t know what her business was with The Shocker. So far, she had been present around two crime scenes and here she was an escaped detainee.
“What are you and what do you want? Seriously, what’s your deal? You’re a murderer, an escapee, and I don’t even know what this is,” he said waving his hand to the whole big mystery of why she was here and why she had gotten involved. The police had already tried taking her to jail once and it didn’t seem to work. If he had to take her in, he would, and hopefully, he didn’t have to risk the life of Officer Cassidy to do it.
A news chopper was flying overhead and civilians were watching from the windows of stores, hotels, and apartments the battle that had been in the street. Flashing red and blue lights were making their way down the road in mass. Her radio had been jammed earlier during the electrical storm, but apparently, Officer Cassidy’s message managed to get through to dispatch.
“You-!”
He barely got a chance to utter before he was slammed upon the asphalt. If it hadn’t been for the durable, padding of his suit, he might have suffered paralysis. Hazmat felt the tension give, his beam of concentrated electricity had shot forward freely. His arms parted, his palms turned inward as he began absorbing the energy again. His attack hadn’t been to kill like The Shocker’s but to incapacitate. The beam retracted, widening before it broke into the haphazard branches that began clinging to every metallic source in the vicinity.
Hazmat had to concentrate on releasing the electricity back carefully. Turning his wrists to have his hands point outwards towards the lamp posts again, he charged the lamp posts and the batteries of the vehicles around him. Arching electrical bridges appeared over cars and crackled along the street. Slowly, Hazmat’s original form was coming into view as he continued to disperse his powers. Thrusting his hands downward, he rose a few feet off the ground as the final wave of electrical energy went dancing in chains across the asphalt.
Dropping to one knee, Hazmat was panting as though he had run a marathon. His clothes were smoking, having been burnt in several places, and his brown hair was standing on end from static. Weakly, he glanced down the street to see The Shocker on his back and that girl he thought was dead. Had she stopped him?
“You’re dead,” Matthew spoke between breaths. “I saw you. How are you still alive?”
He settled onto his rump, bowing his head to continue catching his breath as his arm rested upon his knee.
Officer Cassidy was up against the restaurant wall and gazing in awe at Hazmat and the girl. How was that girl still alive? She saw The Shocker kill her with her own eyes. Slowly, she moved away from the wall after she saw the chains of electricity fizzle out of existence. She cautiously approached the exhausted officer and when she stood only a foot away, she didn’t know what to say. Never would she have thought he was a super.
Hazmat didn’t look at her as he kept his brown eyes downrange at Jane and The Shocker. He wanted to believe that she had saved him the trouble or saved him period, but she was a killer. He didn’t know what her business was with The Shocker. So far, she had been present around two crime scenes and here she was an escaped detainee.
“What are you and what do you want? Seriously, what’s your deal? You’re a murderer, an escapee, and I don’t even know what this is,” he said waving his hand to the whole big mystery of why she was here and why she had gotten involved. The police had already tried taking her to jail once and it didn’t seem to work. If he had to take her in, he would, and hopefully, he didn’t have to risk the life of Officer Cassidy to do it.
A news chopper was flying overhead and civilians were watching from the windows of stores, hotels, and apartments the battle that had been in the street. Flashing red and blue lights were making their way down the road in mass. Her radio had been jammed earlier during the electrical storm, but apparently, Officer Cassidy’s message managed to get through to dispatch.
Jane carefully studied as the electrical current began to arc backwards, its path seemingly under control as it was brought towards the hero who she could not identify. Jane did not move as she watched the control over electricity, and the precision that was involved in harmlessly releasing the current into nearby devices. Her eyes did not seem to convey any emotional reaction, and despite the fact that her body had just finished sealing her external wounds, she did not seem to be in any visible pain.
Jane leaned forward slightly as she spit out a mouthful of blood, already coagulated it came out as an amorphous blob that she spit onto the pavement. She dabbed her lips with her fingers, a senseless gesture given the amount of gore on her body. She slowly leaned down on one knee while looking at the officer and reached to place a hand on the shocker's chest. She then slowly rose back to her feet.
Jane tilted her head slightly and opened her lips to draw in a breath, the officer had asked her a question, it seemed appropriate to answer him. "Reassemblage takes a few moments. Restoration of bio-matter should not be foreign to you. There have been several prolific public figures who have displayed this capability." She looked around at the damage to the area, it was fortunate that the conflict did not escalate further.
What are you, the question caused her to pause for a few moments and contemplate her own existence. What exactly was she? She did not think she was machine, because she was almost entirely organic materials, yet she would not immediately refer to herself as a person either, this did not currently seem to be true. Despite the confusion the question brought to her mind, she still began to approach the man asking her.
"I do not have an answer as to what I am. My want is apparently more difficult than I had anticipated. I need to develop a reputation as a Hero so that high profile individuals will attempt to contact me." She thought about his accusation, "I believe that I acted within the regards of self defense. There was an immediate danger to myself an others, perhaps I did not understand the concept correctly. However I did indeed escape from the police, I cannot allow myself capture at this time.
She took a look back at the Shocker for a moment, "If you would like to disable his devices, I am not familiar with them. It would be unfortunate for him to make an escape." Her eyes came back to Hazmat as she stopped walking a few feet back from him. She was unsure what he might do, but she did not raise her guard and her hands lay peacefully at her sides. "If there is need for you to pursue me, I will wait until you have secured this man before I make my attempt at escape." Her expression continued to be flat, with little emotion displayed.
Jane leaned forward slightly as she spit out a mouthful of blood, already coagulated it came out as an amorphous blob that she spit onto the pavement. She dabbed her lips with her fingers, a senseless gesture given the amount of gore on her body. She slowly leaned down on one knee while looking at the officer and reached to place a hand on the shocker's chest. She then slowly rose back to her feet.
Jane tilted her head slightly and opened her lips to draw in a breath, the officer had asked her a question, it seemed appropriate to answer him. "Reassemblage takes a few moments. Restoration of bio-matter should not be foreign to you. There have been several prolific public figures who have displayed this capability." She looked around at the damage to the area, it was fortunate that the conflict did not escalate further.
What are you, the question caused her to pause for a few moments and contemplate her own existence. What exactly was she? She did not think she was machine, because she was almost entirely organic materials, yet she would not immediately refer to herself as a person either, this did not currently seem to be true. Despite the confusion the question brought to her mind, she still began to approach the man asking her.
"I do not have an answer as to what I am. My want is apparently more difficult than I had anticipated. I need to develop a reputation as a Hero so that high profile individuals will attempt to contact me." She thought about his accusation, "I believe that I acted within the regards of self defense. There was an immediate danger to myself an others, perhaps I did not understand the concept correctly. However I did indeed escape from the police, I cannot allow myself capture at this time.
She took a look back at the Shocker for a moment, "If you would like to disable his devices, I am not familiar with them. It would be unfortunate for him to make an escape." Her eyes came back to Hazmat as she stopped walking a few feet back from him. She was unsure what he might do, but she did not raise her guard and her hands lay peacefully at her sides. "If there is need for you to pursue me, I will wait until you have secured this man before I make my attempt at escape." Her expression continued to be flat, with little emotion displayed.
The first one she charged was Deathstrike, since she was one of the tougher ones of the four. However, a metallic whip lashed out and coiled around her middle, as she was suddenly pulled up and over, crashing onto several stacked crates. Through her upside down vision of the world she could see Whiplash somehow looking very smug, before the whip tightened again and she was sent flying, then crashing through the warehouse's wall. She rolled away, looking up to see Whiplash stepping out of the hole, his energy whips crackling menacingly.
In one smooth move she fired a repulsor ray, stood up and within a fraction of a second did a backhanded slash as her gauntlet ejected the adamantium blade. Whiplash however was much more experienced than her, evading all that deftly. His whip flash out, catching Wraith by her outstretched hand, and proceeded to lift her overhead to slam her into the ground again. She turned in midair, landing heavily on her feet, shooting off another repulsor ray with her captured hand. Hitting Whiplash squarely in the chest, he flew back several feet by the sheer impact of the shot, the whip dislodging itself.
Just then another loud explosion was heard, in the general direction of the warehouse. It seems to be a bigger explosive than her grenade. Then...
Her instinct flaring up all of a sudden, she turned to find Whiplash still very much alive, and his dual whips arcing towards her.
In one smooth move she fired a repulsor ray, stood up and within a fraction of a second did a backhanded slash as her gauntlet ejected the adamantium blade. Whiplash however was much more experienced than her, evading all that deftly. His whip flash out, catching Wraith by her outstretched hand, and proceeded to lift her overhead to slam her into the ground again. She turned in midair, landing heavily on her feet, shooting off another repulsor ray with her captured hand. Hitting Whiplash squarely in the chest, he flew back several feet by the sheer impact of the shot, the whip dislodging itself.
Just then another loud explosion was heard, in the general direction of the warehouse. It seems to be a bigger explosive than her grenade. Then...
Her instinct flaring up all of a sudden, she turned to find Whiplash still very much alive, and his dual whips arcing towards her.
Matthew stretched out to grasp his hat off the ground. He ran his right hand back through his brown hair to smooth it down before he removed his badge and set his cap upon his head. The whole time, there was a scowl on his face. He didn’t like the idea of not arresting a criminal. Reassemblage, bio-matter, hero…huh. She sounded crazy.
Officer Cassidy had her pistol trained upon Jane as she approached her and the other officer. Resting a hand upon his knee, with a soft and almost lazy groan, Matthew stood to his feet and pinned his badge back onto…what was left of his shirt. There were black, crispy holes in the blues and greys of his attire. Self-defense…
Matthew glanced at the unconscious form of The Shocker and then at the emotionless girl standing before him. The longer he stared, the more he felt creeped out. She was like one of those glass dolls that only crazy women collected and thought were adorable. The cop had too much pride, and he remained silent as he decided to march past Jane to The Shocker. She said she would escape and since she had done it before, he didn’t doubt her claim.
He unbuckled one of the leather compartments on his belt and removed the handcuffs. He locked them about The Shocker’s wrists and then forcefully removed the gauntlets from his hands. If they had been attached to his suit, well, they weren’t anymore.
A few minutes before the cavalry would arrive, Matthew spoke loudly over his shoulder, “You might want to leave. My friends won’t be too happy to see you, and if you have no intention to surrender peacefully, then I rather not be arsed in tryin’ to catch you in front of them.”
Officer Cassidy lowered her pistol away from Jane, regarding the girl in confusion. So much had happened in the past thirty minutes. She felt lost on how to react to the situation. She had just seen a dead girl revive and Miller light up like some science project. She didn’t even know if she knew him anymore. Was he the same man she had lunch with or was that all a big show?
Officer Cassidy had her pistol trained upon Jane as she approached her and the other officer. Resting a hand upon his knee, with a soft and almost lazy groan, Matthew stood to his feet and pinned his badge back onto…what was left of his shirt. There were black, crispy holes in the blues and greys of his attire. Self-defense…
Matthew glanced at the unconscious form of The Shocker and then at the emotionless girl standing before him. The longer he stared, the more he felt creeped out. She was like one of those glass dolls that only crazy women collected and thought were adorable. The cop had too much pride, and he remained silent as he decided to march past Jane to The Shocker. She said she would escape and since she had done it before, he didn’t doubt her claim.
He unbuckled one of the leather compartments on his belt and removed the handcuffs. He locked them about The Shocker’s wrists and then forcefully removed the gauntlets from his hands. If they had been attached to his suit, well, they weren’t anymore.
A few minutes before the cavalry would arrive, Matthew spoke loudly over his shoulder, “You might want to leave. My friends won’t be too happy to see you, and if you have no intention to surrender peacefully, then I rather not be arsed in tryin’ to catch you in front of them.”
Officer Cassidy lowered her pistol away from Jane, regarding the girl in confusion. So much had happened in the past thirty minutes. She felt lost on how to react to the situation. She had just seen a dead girl revive and Miller light up like some science project. She didn’t even know if she knew him anymore. Was he the same man she had lunch with or was that all a big show?
Deathstrike surged for him, slashing wildly at his chest wildly with a scream in her throat. Wolverine sidestepped the mad swing and dove his claws into her rips. She coughed out in pain as blood shot form her mouth. Before he could attempt to take and other breath he took off her arm at the elbow with one swing of his claws before kicking her away and letting her bleed out on the ground. With Deathstrike dealt with he turned to see Carnage squaring off with Bullseye and Crossbones. Bullseye was suck to a metal beam, thick red webbing holding him in place while Crossbones was unloading on the symbiote with an rpg.
"If I'm lucky the freaks will kill each other."
Logan grunted to himself not really liking the idea of fighting Carnage again. He'd done so once or twice in the past along side Spiderman and it never goes too well. Wolverine did a quick visual scan for Wraith. He didn't see her but he could hear her battle with Whiplash raging on outside. He rushed out the hole the two had made in the wall to see those infamous shooting straight for her. Wolverine roared and rushed at Whiplash, ready to sheer that armor right off of him. Whiplash had little time to correct his swing and was therefore forced to roll out of the way or be hacked in two as Logan swung. Whiplash came up in a crouch now standing between Wraith and Wolverine. He looked between the two and the worry in his face would have been obvious if it wasn't for the mask. Logan lowered into a ready stance with his claws up menacingly.
"Ya ain't fighting the Avengers anymore bub. We ain't gunna strip ya of yer toys and haul ya off to lock up. We're just gunna gut ya and leave ya bleedin..."
Wolveirne said darkly.
"If I'm lucky the freaks will kill each other."
Logan grunted to himself not really liking the idea of fighting Carnage again. He'd done so once or twice in the past along side Spiderman and it never goes too well. Wolverine did a quick visual scan for Wraith. He didn't see her but he could hear her battle with Whiplash raging on outside. He rushed out the hole the two had made in the wall to see those infamous shooting straight for her. Wolverine roared and rushed at Whiplash, ready to sheer that armor right off of him. Whiplash had little time to correct his swing and was therefore forced to roll out of the way or be hacked in two as Logan swung. Whiplash came up in a crouch now standing between Wraith and Wolverine. He looked between the two and the worry in his face would have been obvious if it wasn't for the mask. Logan lowered into a ready stance with his claws up menacingly.
"Ya ain't fighting the Avengers anymore bub. We ain't gunna strip ya of yer toys and haul ya off to lock up. We're just gunna gut ya and leave ya bleedin..."
Wolveirne said darkly.
"Ya ain't fighting the Avengers anymore bub. We ain't gunna strip ya of yer toys and haul ya off to lock up. We're just gunna gut ya and leave ya bleedin..."
I would strip him of his toys....then gut him and leave him to bleed...
Smiling a little bit, she charged Whiplash, her adamantium blades out. With a broad and powerful sweep she aimed for his legs.
I would strip him of his toys....then gut him and leave him to bleed...
Smiling a little bit, she charged Whiplash, her adamantium blades out. With a broad and powerful sweep she aimed for his legs.
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James is at his house looking over somethings. He's trying too find a way too make himself more money. As he is working on his new project the phone rings and its the government agency calling its a female agent name Agent Bipps. shes about 23. James answers.
James: make it quick im a very busy man
Agent: Mr. Stark the government is trying too get a team together too take out the reapers we need your help.
James looks blank and gets a bit angry after what the reapers did too his dad.
James: how the hell are we going too stop them they oh ready took out tons of other avengers members.
Agent: by training im sending a list of mutants that we have contact or want too get too help us so you can see for yourself,
she sends it over james looks at the videos and stats and comes across Carnage and looks at it.
James: thats one scary dude i might go visit him. Oh and one more thing Agent Bipps me you dinner what do you say.
Agent: sorry but the mission comes first.
She hangs up and james starts looking at all the stats and starts watching videos online that people took of the reapers and the original Avengers. Learning how too stop them.
James: make it quick im a very busy man
Agent: Mr. Stark the government is trying too get a team together too take out the reapers we need your help.
James looks blank and gets a bit angry after what the reapers did too his dad.
James: how the hell are we going too stop them they oh ready took out tons of other avengers members.
Agent: by training im sending a list of mutants that we have contact or want too get too help us so you can see for yourself,
she sends it over james looks at the videos and stats and comes across Carnage and looks at it.
James: thats one scary dude i might go visit him. Oh and one more thing Agent Bipps me you dinner what do you say.
Agent: sorry but the mission comes first.
She hangs up and james starts looking at all the stats and starts watching videos online that people took of the reapers and the original Avengers. Learning how too stop them.
Jane turned around and began walking away. There was evidently nothing else to be done in this situation, she would have to go off into the rest of the city to search for more criminal activity. She was slightly confused about the situation, she had certainly done much to draw attention in towards herself but she still couldn't get anyone of importance to pay attention. She looked over her shoulder to catch one last glimpse of the super powered police officer before she continued. Walking past a strange black van that held no particular meaning to her.
The streets in the immediate area were mostly clear, people had hidden when the conflict was starting, but even now Jane saw many of them were peeking out, curious that the noise had stopped. There would be many gawkers gathering to see what was left behind and Jane was fortunate that trying to close off the area would take a lot of police attention. For now she was free of their meddling.
Jane felt a small tinge of discomfort, a strange pain that she had not experienced before. Hunger. It had been nearly five hours since she was "born" and her body had always been fed by the chamber. She was aware that she needed food, but she did not possess any currency nor did she wish to steal in order to feed herself. As she wandered around the city, she noticed men who sat on sidewalks holding out tin cups and people dropped change and occasionally dollars into their cups. It did not look like a efficient way to survive, and Jane had no idea how money worked, just that it was exchanged for goods. How much would be needed for a meal was something she had no idea of.
Jane approached two men that were talking between each other, discussing the merits of their favorite sports teams. She stood for a moment before speaking up, "Where can I acquire food? I lack money to purchase supplies. If it is required, what is the best way to acquire money immediately?" The two guys looked at her like she was crazy, which was a reasonable reaction to have to her strange question. Finally one of them answered, "You got some sort of brain problem?" The other one took a couple of dollars out of his pocket and held it out with a look of sympathy on his face, he gestured with his hand, "Take this and go to the Dunkies over there, it should be enough for a muffin. Sorry, its all I got on me"
Jane accepted the money, "Thank you. Your kindness is appreciated." She turned and walked into the donut shop, walking up to the counter she asked as she placed the money on the counter, "Will this buy a muffin?" The clerk nodded and Jane continued, "I would like one if that is the case. The slightly annoyed worker said with a frustrated tone, "What kind would you like?" Jane glanced behind the pudgy woman and responded, "Banana Nut would be acceptable."
A few moments later Jane stepped out into the street with a muffin, sitting down on the sidewalk with her back to the wall she bit into it. Flavor confused her for a moment, she had never tasted anything that was remotely pleasant. The goo she had been suspended in tasted of bitter iron and ammonia, the air of the city tasted primarily of filth and pollution. She hastily ate the muffin, eyes slightly expressive in enjoyment.
New York City was a very large place, much of the information Monitor had given had been related to tactical and combat techniques, there was information on people of importance and of how to be heroic. Monitor, a machine entity, had entirely skipped any information on how to actually survive as a person or how to find work. Jane could cook, it was in a base set of programming that the project's designers had told Monitor to apply, along with some basic conversation knowledge, but she did not have access to supplies or a place to cook. For now, she was in a predicament that went beyond her programming.
The streets in the immediate area were mostly clear, people had hidden when the conflict was starting, but even now Jane saw many of them were peeking out, curious that the noise had stopped. There would be many gawkers gathering to see what was left behind and Jane was fortunate that trying to close off the area would take a lot of police attention. For now she was free of their meddling.
Jane felt a small tinge of discomfort, a strange pain that she had not experienced before. Hunger. It had been nearly five hours since she was "born" and her body had always been fed by the chamber. She was aware that she needed food, but she did not possess any currency nor did she wish to steal in order to feed herself. As she wandered around the city, she noticed men who sat on sidewalks holding out tin cups and people dropped change and occasionally dollars into their cups. It did not look like a efficient way to survive, and Jane had no idea how money worked, just that it was exchanged for goods. How much would be needed for a meal was something she had no idea of.
Jane approached two men that were talking between each other, discussing the merits of their favorite sports teams. She stood for a moment before speaking up, "Where can I acquire food? I lack money to purchase supplies. If it is required, what is the best way to acquire money immediately?" The two guys looked at her like she was crazy, which was a reasonable reaction to have to her strange question. Finally one of them answered, "You got some sort of brain problem?" The other one took a couple of dollars out of his pocket and held it out with a look of sympathy on his face, he gestured with his hand, "Take this and go to the Dunkies over there, it should be enough for a muffin. Sorry, its all I got on me"
Jane accepted the money, "Thank you. Your kindness is appreciated." She turned and walked into the donut shop, walking up to the counter she asked as she placed the money on the counter, "Will this buy a muffin?" The clerk nodded and Jane continued, "I would like one if that is the case. The slightly annoyed worker said with a frustrated tone, "What kind would you like?" Jane glanced behind the pudgy woman and responded, "Banana Nut would be acceptable."
A few moments later Jane stepped out into the street with a muffin, sitting down on the sidewalk with her back to the wall she bit into it. Flavor confused her for a moment, she had never tasted anything that was remotely pleasant. The goo she had been suspended in tasted of bitter iron and ammonia, the air of the city tasted primarily of filth and pollution. She hastily ate the muffin, eyes slightly expressive in enjoyment.
New York City was a very large place, much of the information Monitor had given had been related to tactical and combat techniques, there was information on people of importance and of how to be heroic. Monitor, a machine entity, had entirely skipped any information on how to actually survive as a person or how to find work. Jane could cook, it was in a base set of programming that the project's designers had told Monitor to apply, along with some basic conversation knowledge, but she did not have access to supplies or a place to cook. For now, she was in a predicament that went beyond her programming.
Whiplash bent his knees, preparing to leap out of the way when suddenly six adamantium claws punctured his lungs, sinking right through his back.
"Goin somewhere?"
Logan asked with a wicked grin. Unable to properly draw a breath Whiplash was forced to watch in horror as Wraith raced for him, her adamantium blade singing through the air. Her blade connected, rending his leg clean off. Blood soaked the ground at Wolverine's feet before ripped his claws out of Whiplash's back. The once Ironman villain hit the ground in a heap. Logan caught eyes with Wraith and gave her a firm nod. The gruff mutant was beginning to get impressed.
"C'mon, let's get back in there."
He said before turning and heading through the hole Wraith and Whiplash had made earlier.
"Goin somewhere?"
Logan asked with a wicked grin. Unable to properly draw a breath Whiplash was forced to watch in horror as Wraith raced for him, her adamantium blade singing through the air. Her blade connected, rending his leg clean off. Blood soaked the ground at Wolverine's feet before ripped his claws out of Whiplash's back. The once Ironman villain hit the ground in a heap. Logan caught eyes with Wraith and gave her a firm nod. The gruff mutant was beginning to get impressed.
"C'mon, let's get back in there."
He said before turning and heading through the hole Wraith and Whiplash had made earlier.
The police pulled up in half a ring before Hazmat and the unconscious Shocker. Chief of Police, David McNeil sprouted from a police vehicle along with other officers who immediately rushed toward Officer Miller and Officer Cassidy.
A young, black officer named Sean gazed in awe at Hazmat and his charred police uniform. “What the hell happened to you?”
Hazmat uncomfortably scratched at the corner of his right sideburn as he answered, “Long story.”
“Wow, you caught The Shocker by yourself?”
It bothered Matthew to have to take credit that wasn’t entirely his. That strange, escaped prisoner and serial killer had helped him, but he couldn’t mention her not without becoming her accomplice. “Officer Cassidy helped too.”
Sean glanced to Officer Cassidy who slowly nodded—she was still lost for words.
Chief McNeil crossed the distance in his black, long coat and waved his hand dismissively at the new recruit.
“That’s enough of your questions. Let’s get this criminal behind bars ASAP.”
Two officers, including Sean, stooped down to heft and drag The Shocker toward a police car, while a third confiscated his gauntlets. The chief then set his hand on Hazmat’s shoulder and asked, “Can I speak with you for a moment?”
Oh lord…here it comes. Hazmat just walked with the chief over to his ruined vehicle. It made him ache to see it again. The chief released his shoulder and continued, “Now before you go tellin’ anybody else. What exactly happened here? And look at you, you look like a firefighter. You used your powers didn’t you? I know The Shocker is called The Shocker and all, but he’s a different kind of shock. You better make sure you tell me everything because if I see this anywhere on Youtube, I’m gonna be on your ass Miller!”
Hazmat smiled nervously and explained, “I might have used my powers a li-” He had raised his right hand, emphasizing what he would have meant by “a little” by pinching the air between his index finger and thumb; but the chief had given him the stink eye. “l~lot…okay, this part of the city was lit like Christmas, but I had no choice. He had kil-erm…he had tried to kill Officer Cassidy.” He then threw his hands in the direction of his car. “He wrecked my car. Look at this? Do you know how much this is gonna cost me? I can’t afford this! I nearly spent my life buyin’ the damn thing and havin’ it modified into a police car.”
Chief McNiel’s brown brows furrowed. If he had used his powers in the way that he described, then the whole world must have seen him. He turned his attention away from Miller to sweep the windows of the apartment complex. He saw glowing in the window a cell phone that some kid must have been recording the whole thing on. His nose wrinkled angrily before he asked, “I noticed we lost our radio for a few minutes. Do you think it was because of your powers? If we lost radio, then your ability could have acted like an EMP for all electronics in the area, which means the chances of anyone recording your fight is impossible?”
Matthew stared at the chief stupidly for a few seconds—brows raised and eyes wide. He had no idea. All he knew was that he had the ability to absorb different forms of energy, but beyond that he didn’t know what the externalities were. His hat tilted forward a little as he scratched the back of his head.
“Yeah…” he said dubiously.
The chief glanced to Officer Cassidy who was looking a little spacey.
“How is Officer Cassidy taking this?”
Matthew dropped his hand and glanced to the female officer who was watching the rest of the crew setting up police tape. Her hands were clinching her biceps as though she were holding herself. She seemed slightly unsettled.
“I’ll have to talk to her about it.” It wasn’t like she was his partner.
“You do that, and…” the chief sighed. “We’ll see what we can do about your car. You just keep your mouth shut to anyone else about this. This includes the press if they get in your face. You be sure to tell Officer Cassidy the same.”
“Will do, Sir,” Hazmat replied. If the NYPD was planning to handle his expenses, then that put him in a better mood.
Once the chief strode away, Hazmat walked over to Officer Cassidy. How was he going to do this?
“Hey, we need to talk,” he began.
Officer Cassidy faced Officer Miller with a chatisizing demeanor all of a sudden. She didn’t look like the lost and confused belle she had a second ago.
“When were you gonna tell me?” she asked.
Matthew arched a brow at her. “What? When? Never if I could help it.”
Officer Cassidy frowned. “So this whole time I would have never known that I was eating lunch with a super man?”
“Hey, I’m nowhere near comparable to that guy. The chief doesn’t want me usin’ my powers because it may draw negative attention to the NYPD and discourage the other officers.”
“Negative attention? I think it’s great that the NYPD has a leg up on all these super villains. Do you know how tiring it is to show up at a crime scene only to be considered cannon fodder for the super hero handling the situation? We were always the cleanup crew, but now we have a super cop” she playfully emphasized.
“Keep your voice down. I’m not a super cop. I’m just your typical defender of the peace.”
Officer Cassidy rolled her eyes. “And I’m Wonder Woman.”
“Can we not talk about this anymore? I need to find that girl.”
“Did you tell the chief about her?”
“Of course not. If he knew we let her go, he would have our badges.”
“And what are you gonn do when you find her? You can’t arrest her because she said she would escape.”
Hazmat scowled in frustration. “I don’t know. I guess I just want her in my sights at all times. I can’t have her goin’ around killin’ whomever she pleases. I want to learn what she’s all about and see if there’s any way she can get some sort of help. She couldn’t have gotten far unless she has some sort of super speed.”
“You can take my car.”
“You sure?”
“Yeah, just don’t wreck it like yours.”
“I didn’t wreck it. He blew my baby up!”
Officer Cassidy smirked. He always got so touchy when people mentioned his car. The female officer removed her keys and handed it to him. She then turned to help with the clean up.
Rolling her keys in his hand, Hazmat watched Officer Cassidy saunter away and asked, “Hey, when do you get off?”
She turned a green eye over her shoulder. “When you do.”
“You want to have dinner later?”
“Sure. Call me.”
“Will do!”
Hazmat grinned egotistically. She made him feel like a pro at this. Tossing the keys up, he caught them in his hand and set out to search for that Jane Doe.
It didn’t take Hazmat too long to locate the mysterious Jane Doe just on the outskirts of China Town. She not only looked like an evil doll, but she was sitting on the dirty sidewalk like a bum when there were plenty of benches. The cop car pulled up to the sidewalk, and Hazmat reached over to the passenger door and opened it. Gazing sternly at the killer, Hazmat grabbed the speaker and spoke on the loud speaker, “Get in the car.”
He wasn’t going to tell her twice.
A young, black officer named Sean gazed in awe at Hazmat and his charred police uniform. “What the hell happened to you?”
Hazmat uncomfortably scratched at the corner of his right sideburn as he answered, “Long story.”
“Wow, you caught The Shocker by yourself?”
It bothered Matthew to have to take credit that wasn’t entirely his. That strange, escaped prisoner and serial killer had helped him, but he couldn’t mention her not without becoming her accomplice. “Officer Cassidy helped too.”
Sean glanced to Officer Cassidy who slowly nodded—she was still lost for words.
Chief McNeil crossed the distance in his black, long coat and waved his hand dismissively at the new recruit.
“That’s enough of your questions. Let’s get this criminal behind bars ASAP.”
Two officers, including Sean, stooped down to heft and drag The Shocker toward a police car, while a third confiscated his gauntlets. The chief then set his hand on Hazmat’s shoulder and asked, “Can I speak with you for a moment?”
Oh lord…here it comes. Hazmat just walked with the chief over to his ruined vehicle. It made him ache to see it again. The chief released his shoulder and continued, “Now before you go tellin’ anybody else. What exactly happened here? And look at you, you look like a firefighter. You used your powers didn’t you? I know The Shocker is called The Shocker and all, but he’s a different kind of shock. You better make sure you tell me everything because if I see this anywhere on Youtube, I’m gonna be on your ass Miller!”
Hazmat smiled nervously and explained, “I might have used my powers a li-” He had raised his right hand, emphasizing what he would have meant by “a little” by pinching the air between his index finger and thumb; but the chief had given him the stink eye. “l~lot…okay, this part of the city was lit like Christmas, but I had no choice. He had kil-erm…he had tried to kill Officer Cassidy.” He then threw his hands in the direction of his car. “He wrecked my car. Look at this? Do you know how much this is gonna cost me? I can’t afford this! I nearly spent my life buyin’ the damn thing and havin’ it modified into a police car.”
Chief McNiel’s brown brows furrowed. If he had used his powers in the way that he described, then the whole world must have seen him. He turned his attention away from Miller to sweep the windows of the apartment complex. He saw glowing in the window a cell phone that some kid must have been recording the whole thing on. His nose wrinkled angrily before he asked, “I noticed we lost our radio for a few minutes. Do you think it was because of your powers? If we lost radio, then your ability could have acted like an EMP for all electronics in the area, which means the chances of anyone recording your fight is impossible?”
Matthew stared at the chief stupidly for a few seconds—brows raised and eyes wide. He had no idea. All he knew was that he had the ability to absorb different forms of energy, but beyond that he didn’t know what the externalities were. His hat tilted forward a little as he scratched the back of his head.
“Yeah…” he said dubiously.
The chief glanced to Officer Cassidy who was looking a little spacey.
“How is Officer Cassidy taking this?”
Matthew dropped his hand and glanced to the female officer who was watching the rest of the crew setting up police tape. Her hands were clinching her biceps as though she were holding herself. She seemed slightly unsettled.
“I’ll have to talk to her about it.” It wasn’t like she was his partner.
“You do that, and…” the chief sighed. “We’ll see what we can do about your car. You just keep your mouth shut to anyone else about this. This includes the press if they get in your face. You be sure to tell Officer Cassidy the same.”
“Will do, Sir,” Hazmat replied. If the NYPD was planning to handle his expenses, then that put him in a better mood.
Once the chief strode away, Hazmat walked over to Officer Cassidy. How was he going to do this?
“Hey, we need to talk,” he began.
Officer Cassidy faced Officer Miller with a chatisizing demeanor all of a sudden. She didn’t look like the lost and confused belle she had a second ago.
“When were you gonna tell me?” she asked.
Matthew arched a brow at her. “What? When? Never if I could help it.”
Officer Cassidy frowned. “So this whole time I would have never known that I was eating lunch with a super man?”
“Hey, I’m nowhere near comparable to that guy. The chief doesn’t want me usin’ my powers because it may draw negative attention to the NYPD and discourage the other officers.”
“Negative attention? I think it’s great that the NYPD has a leg up on all these super villains. Do you know how tiring it is to show up at a crime scene only to be considered cannon fodder for the super hero handling the situation? We were always the cleanup crew, but now we have a super cop” she playfully emphasized.
“Keep your voice down. I’m not a super cop. I’m just your typical defender of the peace.”
Officer Cassidy rolled her eyes. “And I’m Wonder Woman.”
“Can we not talk about this anymore? I need to find that girl.”
“Did you tell the chief about her?”
“Of course not. If he knew we let her go, he would have our badges.”
“And what are you gonn do when you find her? You can’t arrest her because she said she would escape.”
Hazmat scowled in frustration. “I don’t know. I guess I just want her in my sights at all times. I can’t have her goin’ around killin’ whomever she pleases. I want to learn what she’s all about and see if there’s any way she can get some sort of help. She couldn’t have gotten far unless she has some sort of super speed.”
“You can take my car.”
“You sure?”
“Yeah, just don’t wreck it like yours.”
“I didn’t wreck it. He blew my baby up!”
Officer Cassidy smirked. He always got so touchy when people mentioned his car. The female officer removed her keys and handed it to him. She then turned to help with the clean up.
Rolling her keys in his hand, Hazmat watched Officer Cassidy saunter away and asked, “Hey, when do you get off?”
She turned a green eye over her shoulder. “When you do.”
“You want to have dinner later?”
“Sure. Call me.”
“Will do!”
Hazmat grinned egotistically. She made him feel like a pro at this. Tossing the keys up, he caught them in his hand and set out to search for that Jane Doe.
It didn’t take Hazmat too long to locate the mysterious Jane Doe just on the outskirts of China Town. She not only looked like an evil doll, but she was sitting on the dirty sidewalk like a bum when there were plenty of benches. The cop car pulled up to the sidewalk, and Hazmat reached over to the passenger door and opened it. Gazing sternly at the killer, Hazmat grabbed the speaker and spoke on the loud speaker, “Get in the car.”
He wasn’t going to tell her twice.
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Re: United We Stand, Assembled We Fight
is this still going? sounds cool but sound like it needs more players, if so i'll make something up!
Re: United We Stand, Assembled We Fight
Sonata wrote:greengoat wrote:We must build additional pylons, thats why.
What? o_o
Starcraft reference lol
Re: United We Stand, Assembled We Fight
greengoat wrote:We must build additional pylons, thats why.
What? o_o
Re: United We Stand, Assembled We Fight
greengoat wrote:Oh jesus that Hazmat. Sounding kinda like " I've got candy get in the van" there, lol.
lol Psh.
So did this RP die like so many do?
Re: United We Stand, Assembled We Fight
Oh jesus that Hazmat. Sounding kinda like " I've got candy get in the van" there, lol.
Re: United We Stand, Assembled We Fight
I'm kind of waiting for GothicBabe to post if she can. If not, I'll just move my character along.
Re: United We Stand, Assembled We Fight
Uh, I was acctually planning on wrapping up Carnage's fight in the next post, so I was waiting for Whiplash to be finished off.
Re: United We Stand, Assembled We Fight
greengoat wrote: Deathstrike has a thing for wolverine, so knock yourself out with her. Bullseye is fair game, Whiplash might go for Wraith since she did get the Ironman tech. And Crossbones? Also fair game.
Pretty much how I saw it too lol Wolvie and Wraith have no idea Carnage is good and not the evil crazy ass that he was before so chances are they might attack him until they figure out whats going on
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*imitates Wolverine's voice*
Thing is bub, is that I ain't got a clue bout that thing that just dropped down outta nowhere.
*Ahem, normal voice*
Yeah, since Wraith has no idea that Carnage is on their side, she might shoot him as well as the others. Deathstrike has a thing for wolverine, so knock yourself out with her. Bullseye is fair game, Whiplash might go for Wraith since she did get the Ironman tech. And Crossbones? Also fair game.
Thing is bub, is that I ain't got a clue bout that thing that just dropped down outta nowhere.
*Ahem, normal voice*
Yeah, since Wraith has no idea that Carnage is on their side, she might shoot him as well as the others. Deathstrike has a thing for wolverine, so knock yourself out with her. Bullseye is fair game, Whiplash might go for Wraith since she did get the Ironman tech. And Crossbones? Also fair game.
Re: United We Stand, Assembled We Fight
Naw we ain't dead. It's three on four and carnage+wolverine could probably take those four by themselves anyways. Brian needs to watch out for whiplash though, with how hot his weaponry is.
Also, plans on how the battle is gonna go down? Who vs Who?
Also, plans on how the battle is gonna go down? Who vs Who?
Re: United We Stand, Assembled We Fight
Damn, deathstrike, bulleye AND whiplash has joined? Oh we ded....
Re: United We Stand, Assembled We Fight
I'll be posting tomorrow. I was at MEPS all day today, and I'm tired. I was given permission by Bromander to NPC Shocker since I requested that plot. I'll include Jane, but I'll be disappointed if the plot doesn't go the way I had hope it would and thus wind up compromised again.
Re: United We Stand, Assembled We Fight
Just Nick Fury since he's a massive plot device and lets me directly influence the progression of the story. Any other NPC's are fair game
Re: United We Stand, Assembled We Fight
Commander, we should get the others to post as well. As Alex said, its a two person gig as of now.
Re: United We Stand, Assembled We Fight
Ooh Red Skull didn't think of that. Interesting choice if thats it