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Yeah, but I do believe that players like to say what happens to their characters. I think it's an honest mistake, but I'm in no place to tell you what to do. Rather, SirenSong, BlackSam3091 and KidLantern are.
Yog Sothoth said
@SirenSong, the image is won't load so what are you trying to say
The image is a creature that resembles an old lady saying "wat". From what I understand, it's because you controlled other peoples' characters in your post.
SirenSong said
Hehe, yeah, but it's no biggie. On the upside, I'm rather enjoying the flow of the posts and the battle. :)
Sorry about that, I was going to post today about Gabe meeting and interacting with Bast and Fenrir, but Lantern advanced the story, so I couldn't. I'll have a throwback to him meeting with your character and Fenrir after the battles are over.
Peter Queen/Spiderbolt
As Spiderbolt regained consciousness, he took in his surroundings. He was in a hospital bed… wearing a hospital gown… Wait. Where was his costume? His mask? His hands rushed to meet his face, where he felt his mask, still in place. Relief rushed through him. He then tried to get up, and pain stabbed at him, his wounds barely healed. Working through the pain, Spiderbolt got out of the bed, spotting his costume neatly folded on a chair. Shooting a web at it, he pulled it towards himself, the costume zipping into his hand.
As he was getting changed, Spiderbolt began to recall what had happened. He’d been beaten. He’d been beaten by the enemy… The Dark Goblin. As his thoughts closed in on Dark Goblin, he recognised a feeling he hadn’t felt since his time on the island… Fear. He was afraid of Dark Goblin.
Once he got changed into his costume, Spiderbolt began to walk out of the room, not realising that Kurt and the doctor had been chatting in the room, stopping to watch as he stubbornly got out of bed.
As Spiderbolt regained consciousness, he took in his surroundings. He was in a hospital bed… wearing a hospital gown… Wait. Where was his costume? His mask? His hands rushed to meet his face, where he felt his mask, still in place. Relief rushed through him. He then tried to get up, and pain stabbed at him, his wounds barely healed. Working through the pain, Spiderbolt got out of the bed, spotting his costume neatly folded on a chair. Shooting a web at it, he pulled it towards himself, the costume zipping into his hand.
As he was getting changed, Spiderbolt began to recall what had happened. He’d been beaten. He’d been beaten by the enemy… The Dark Goblin. As his thoughts closed in on Dark Goblin, he recognised a feeling he hadn’t felt since his time on the island… Fear. He was afraid of Dark Goblin.
Once he got changed into his costume, Spiderbolt began to walk out of the room, not realising that Kurt and the doctor had been chatting in the room, stopping to watch as he stubbornly got out of bed.
(joint post with Mistress Dizzy)
Central City
Hellfire had charged Girder from his left, Frostburn from the right, only to get smacked away by the giant man before smashing into a parked, thankfully vacant car. Pain surged through his body, but not as much as it should have. Since his body was now superheated from the use of his powers, Hellfire had melted away some of the car, the now molten metal numbing some of what would have been excruciating pain.
"Ouch," he commented, rising up in the air and away from the melted car, before turning to Orbit. "Hey, Orb! You got your blade disks? I can coat them in my fire, then you do the rest. Got it?"
Orbit was adeptly deflecting shards of flying metal, and weaving out of the way of those odd playing cards. The toes of her boots skimmed the ground as she hovered around the battlefield. Hellfire's request hit her ears, and she burst off in his direction to aid him. "You okay, Hel'?" Hitting that car had to have hurt. She felt bad that she hadn't been quick enough to slow his impact.
She made an odd gesture with her gloves, which summoned her orbs to hang on place around her. A second gesture made the blades inside reveal themselves with an audible ring of metallic noise. Her eyes lit up silvery-white behind her goggles, as she summoned the orbs behind herself and toward Hellfire. "Make it quick, I've got you shielded." A shield of pure psychic force distorted the air around them, enough to keep them safe from Girder. She was hoping, however, that Double Down wouldn't pay her any attention. Those creepy cards of his had torn through Fate's barriers like they hadn't even been there, and she wasn't sure if her psychic shields would fare any better.
Hellfire aimed at Orbit's orbs, coating them in his black flames, superheating them, before yelling to Orbit, letting her know that she was good to shoot the ignited orbs at Girder. Ever since their... talk at home base a few days ago, the two friends had become a bit closer- a new layer of trust and understanding had surfaced, and their bond was now even stronger. And with that stronger bond, came stronger teamwork... If only that was the case for the entirety of the team. Shaking himself out of his thoughts, Hellfire watched as Orbit unleashed her projectiles onto their opponent.
As soon as she got the okay from Hellfire, Orbit unleashed a lot more of her power. The shield dropped away from in front of them, and the bladed orbs around her started picking up momentum in their spinning. She made a lunging motion with her whole body, and her weapons obeyed, flying off at 6 seperate arcs. They hit Girder from 6 seperate directions, all aimed for the metal villan's joints. Hopefully she could weaken the man enough for someone out to do real damage. Orbit grit her teeth slightly, as she felt power flowing out of her. She'd never had to fight so hard in Gotham. Usually there were more opponents, but at a lower level. Handling a group battle was like doing algebra problems for her- it barely required thinking. This, however, was something else altogether. It was complex, and didn't have one immediate answer. More like an experiment in physics.
She turned her head, very slightly, to check on Hellfire and make sure he was still standing as well. "We need something! Like... a supermagnet! Gotta restrain this sucker somehow!" She knew that they couldn't do what they'd done before and just punch the bad guy until he stopped moving. They had to get creative.
'A supermagnet? Good idea, but... Where would we get one? Could Cyber Knight make one? Is that even possible? Oh, what the hell, we'll figure something out,' thought Hellfire, before turning to check on how everyone else was going battling Double Down. Then an idea popped into his head. Hellfire remembered that Double Down's cards once pierced Superman's skin. Maybe, if they could get DD to fire in Girder's direction, they could weaken the metal man enough to allow for some time to find or assemble a supermagnet to hold him. Maybe.
"Hey, Fate! Ditto! Come over here, I have an idea! Stay on guard!" he called over to them. He then turned to Cyber Knight, Frostburn and Orbit, telling them to come a little closer, but keep their guard up, so he could tell them of his plan.
"...It might not work, but I think it's worth a try. Double Down's cards pierced Superman's skin, so they should be able to pierce and weaken Girder as well. Cyber, do you think you could work on the supermagnet Orbit was talking about with her? Ditto, Frostburn, Fate and I will distract DD, get him to fire at Girder. You guys up for it?"
Hellfire wasn't sure about his plan, and he sure wasn't certain about his ability to lead the team as his plan unfolded. He didn't think leading was his strong point, not by a long shot. But his plan... he thought that it just might work.
Central City
Hellfire had charged Girder from his left, Frostburn from the right, only to get smacked away by the giant man before smashing into a parked, thankfully vacant car. Pain surged through his body, but not as much as it should have. Since his body was now superheated from the use of his powers, Hellfire had melted away some of the car, the now molten metal numbing some of what would have been excruciating pain.
"Ouch," he commented, rising up in the air and away from the melted car, before turning to Orbit. "Hey, Orb! You got your blade disks? I can coat them in my fire, then you do the rest. Got it?"
Orbit was adeptly deflecting shards of flying metal, and weaving out of the way of those odd playing cards. The toes of her boots skimmed the ground as she hovered around the battlefield. Hellfire's request hit her ears, and she burst off in his direction to aid him. "You okay, Hel'?" Hitting that car had to have hurt. She felt bad that she hadn't been quick enough to slow his impact.
She made an odd gesture with her gloves, which summoned her orbs to hang on place around her. A second gesture made the blades inside reveal themselves with an audible ring of metallic noise. Her eyes lit up silvery-white behind her goggles, as she summoned the orbs behind herself and toward Hellfire. "Make it quick, I've got you shielded." A shield of pure psychic force distorted the air around them, enough to keep them safe from Girder. She was hoping, however, that Double Down wouldn't pay her any attention. Those creepy cards of his had torn through Fate's barriers like they hadn't even been there, and she wasn't sure if her psychic shields would fare any better.
Hellfire aimed at Orbit's orbs, coating them in his black flames, superheating them, before yelling to Orbit, letting her know that she was good to shoot the ignited orbs at Girder. Ever since their... talk at home base a few days ago, the two friends had become a bit closer- a new layer of trust and understanding had surfaced, and their bond was now even stronger. And with that stronger bond, came stronger teamwork... If only that was the case for the entirety of the team. Shaking himself out of his thoughts, Hellfire watched as Orbit unleashed her projectiles onto their opponent.
As soon as she got the okay from Hellfire, Orbit unleashed a lot more of her power. The shield dropped away from in front of them, and the bladed orbs around her started picking up momentum in their spinning. She made a lunging motion with her whole body, and her weapons obeyed, flying off at 6 seperate arcs. They hit Girder from 6 seperate directions, all aimed for the metal villan's joints. Hopefully she could weaken the man enough for someone out to do real damage. Orbit grit her teeth slightly, as she felt power flowing out of her. She'd never had to fight so hard in Gotham. Usually there were more opponents, but at a lower level. Handling a group battle was like doing algebra problems for her- it barely required thinking. This, however, was something else altogether. It was complex, and didn't have one immediate answer. More like an experiment in physics.
She turned her head, very slightly, to check on Hellfire and make sure he was still standing as well. "We need something! Like... a supermagnet! Gotta restrain this sucker somehow!" She knew that they couldn't do what they'd done before and just punch the bad guy until he stopped moving. They had to get creative.
'A supermagnet? Good idea, but... Where would we get one? Could Cyber Knight make one? Is that even possible? Oh, what the hell, we'll figure something out,' thought Hellfire, before turning to check on how everyone else was going battling Double Down. Then an idea popped into his head. Hellfire remembered that Double Down's cards once pierced Superman's skin. Maybe, if they could get DD to fire in Girder's direction, they could weaken the metal man enough to allow for some time to find or assemble a supermagnet to hold him. Maybe.
"Hey, Fate! Ditto! Come over here, I have an idea! Stay on guard!" he called over to them. He then turned to Cyber Knight, Frostburn and Orbit, telling them to come a little closer, but keep their guard up, so he could tell them of his plan.
"...It might not work, but I think it's worth a try. Double Down's cards pierced Superman's skin, so they should be able to pierce and weaken Girder as well. Cyber, do you think you could work on the supermagnet Orbit was talking about with her? Ditto, Frostburn, Fate and I will distract DD, get him to fire at Girder. You guys up for it?"
Hellfire wasn't sure about his plan, and he sure wasn't certain about his ability to lead the team as his plan unfolded. He didn't think leading was his strong point, not by a long shot. But his plan... he thought that it just might work.
ActRaiserTheReturned said
I'm not sure when I should post again.
What's Baron Doom doing? Maybe he can come back for a visit?
"I'm in, Alexei. I... do need new equipment, but I'm not replacing Tanya (the sword)... Not just yet," replied Heath.
In the past few hours, Alexei had gone from a cold, calculating dickhead into a cold, calculating, likeable leader. To Heath, such quick character development in such a short time was unheard of, but he was glad of the change. He now saw not only a trustworthy individual, but a friend, in Alexei. And he would follow his newfound friend into the theoretical battlefield, until death places its blanket over their heads.
"I'll meet you outside the bar," he said, before teleporting outside.
In the past few hours, Alexei had gone from a cold, calculating dickhead into a cold, calculating, likeable leader. To Heath, such quick character development in such a short time was unheard of, but he was glad of the change. He now saw not only a trustworthy individual, but a friend, in Alexei. And he would follow his newfound friend into the theoretical battlefield, until death places its blanket over their heads.
"I'll meet you outside the bar," he said, before teleporting outside.
I'm back, posted in the IC. Sorry about my absence, it couldn't be helped.
After Alexei calmed Heath down, Heath silently watched, his anger slowly churning, never once decreasing.
The nerve those creatures had. Using Team Mildly Competent as hosts for their young. And the one they faced... Enemy... using Heath's memory against him. Bringing back his past to haunt him. That disgusting reptile had a special place in Heath's mind. He was going to kill it. He was going to help the team find it, but it was his, and his alone, to kill.
Enemy dared to remind Heath of the past he'd worked so hard to forget. And now, there was hell to pay.
The nerve those creatures had. Using Team Mildly Competent as hosts for their young. And the one they faced... Enemy... using Heath's memory against him. Bringing back his past to haunt him. That disgusting reptile had a special place in Heath's mind. He was going to kill it. He was going to help the team find it, but it was his, and his alone, to kill.
Enemy dared to remind Heath of the past he'd worked so hard to forget. And now, there was hell to pay.
Hey guys, I'm back from riding my bike for 300km. I forgot what a shower was. And cleanliness. And a house. Seriously. First thing that came to my mind when I got back home was, "What is this sorcery?"
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