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Lord Wraith
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Reluctantly retired roleplayer.
Except when I'm not.
Why are you here when you should be writing posts?
You can edit a bad draft, but you cannot edit a blank page.
Except when I'm not.
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.....................................................  | <"How is the test going?"> The masked voice echoed through the young woman's earpiece as she surveyed the scene left in the wake of Cinderblock's rampage before turning her gaze toward the tower in the distance. Though she knew Thai wasn't his native tongue, the man's accent was flawless, perfectly disguising his voice should anyone be listening in. Overhead, the sun reflected off the girl's shimmering white hair before she lowered the binoculars away from her eyes, one covered by an eye patch. <"The Superzeroes have definitely noticed, not that you made it subtle."> She replied dryly to the voice on the other side. <"You sure riling up the Kinderleague is the best course of action?"> <"They're perfect."> The voice replied, its tone making the hairs on the back of the woman's neck stand on edge. She fought to remain composed, a shiver running down her spine. This was the family business, no better time to learn to stomach the worst parts. <"Joseph better appreciate this,"> The white-haired girl muttered before starting her motorcycle. <"I'm moving to get a better view of the block head. Are you sure your mysterious sponsor didn't juice him up too much?"> |
"Aye, aye then," She muttered in English; more to herself than the voice on the other end of the line. Taking a second, she paused before acknowledging the other agent in action, <"What about the popsicle? You leaving him to thaw out?">
<"Consider it a gift for the Titans, another 'rogue' to add to their roster.">
<"You're getting soft, Daddy."> The young woman teased the voice, <"I'll be sure to tell Tar-">
Before she could finish, the line went dead. Leaning onto the motorcycle's handlebars, the white-haired girl turned to leave before klaxons sounded from the distant tower. The alarm echoed across the San Francisco Bay, carried by the waters of the Pacific.
Back within the tower, Jupiter had buckled himself into the cockpit of the T-Bird while Arsenal and Stich accompanied him in the carrier craft. The hanger began to ascend to the roof to the tower while the T-shaped building slowly rotated around them until the arms were pointed towards the scene of Cinderblock's assault. Doors retracted above the small jet, the sun breached the glass windows, forcing those within the aircraft to quickly adjust to the bright outside.
Clamps closed around the landing gear and the jet was suddenly pulled backwards across a rail system while the sound of charging electromagnets echoed from outside. Guide rails rose up from the edge of the roof while the turbines within the bird powered up. Behind the engines, a grated diffusion rose up before a projected countdown appeared on the heads-up display in front of Jupiter.
Gripping the controls, the older gentleman looked at both of his passengers, ensuring they were buckled in. With a subtle acknowledgement from each, he pushed the throttle forward. Beneath the jet, the electrified guides shot the jet forward like a rain gun, launching it towards the city. Wings expanded as it began to fly of its own accord before quickly shifting to a hover mode once Cinderblock was in sight.
Cinderblock escaped the usual metahuman classification. For all intents and purposes, the being was more akin to a golem. Nothing Jupiter or law enforcement for that matter, had been able to find ever suggested that Cinderblock had an identity beyond his aptly given nickname. He didn't transform under meta-dampeners, and he never tried to communicate to any one from a previous life.
He was just Cinderblock; a mass of moving rubble.
The last time the Titans had fought him, the living boulder was easily over seven feet tall. But by Jupiter's scans, Cinderblock was now towering at around eleven feet. Somehow, he had gotten bigger and no doubt stronger as well. A faint violet glow was coming off Cinderblock, his durable exterior burning with rippling energy that crackled and slithered across his stoney surfaces.
Kid Flash had already engaged the rogue by the time the T-Bird had arrived. Based on Cinderblock's reaction, it seemed that Kid Flash was certainly keeping the towering giant busy while local law enforcement had taken advantage of the opportunity to evacuate civilians from Union Square.
Carefully maneuvering the vehicle, Loren Jupiter pressed a couple buttons before a bay door slid open by Arsenal and Stitch.
"Now would be a good time to stand landing those shots." The older man mused, however the T-Bird suddenly caught Cinderblock's attention. From below the T-Bird, the man of rock quickly palmed a car within just one of his massive hands before hurling it towards the Titans' plane.
"Evasive maneuvers, hold on!" Jupiter snapped, rolling the T-Bird out of the way. Cinderblock roared as his throw missed, prompting the mountain of a man to reach for another. Scooping it up, he hurled it as hard as he could only for the vehicle to stop mere feet from his outstretched hand.
Suddenly, Cinderblock came face to face with Wonder Girl as both she and Superboy arrived.
"I would really prefer if you could refrain from throwing the motorized carriages at my allies."
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Location: San Francisco - California
____________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________Titans Together! #1.20: Pop Quiz
Interaction(s): Kid Flash - @Sep, Superboy - @King Kindred
Placing the car back on the ground, Troia drew her weapons. Cinderblock was bigger than she remembered, though given the energy pulsing off of him, she did not doubt that his sudden growth spurt was related to these mystic energies. The energy ripples resonated with Troia, washing over her, attracted to her divine nature. Whatever had caused Cinderblock to grow was not from Midgard, which made Troia more than a little cautious that they weren't caught in some trickster god's sick game.
Cinderblock let out another roar before delivering a fist through the edge of a nearby building, compromising some of its structural integrity. It would have to be evacuating quickly and then either a controlled destruction, forcing it to implode in on itself, or immediate repairs. Were the Paladin here, he would have been able to control the damage immediately, but that was not an option.
"We need to get the golem out of the city," Troia yelled to Superboy, "And that building needs to be evacuated." She added, looking towards Kid Flash. Superboy was fast, but Kid Flash was faster. Troia could probably hold her own against Cinderblock if the two drengs were to work together to evacuate the building. But she couldn't be sure there wouldn't be more collateral damage. The buildings were too dense here, and without Green Lantern, they were limited on containment options.
"Superboy!" Troia called, "Can you stabilize that building?" She asked, gesturing to where Cinderblock had warped the steel column. With his heat vision, Superboy might be able to adjust the warp and stabilize it until a more permanent solution could be enacted.
"I'll hold him for now, but I need your help to get him out of here," Troia added. She knew Superboy could fly better than she could. With a foe struggling to be free, this much larger than her, she'd need the help. If they each took an arm, they could easily move this fight North into the Headlands. Raising her shield, Troia slid backwards from a glancing blow before drawing her blade and lunging forward. Sparks flew as the Blodstál blade dragged against the near-impenetrable exterior of the metahuman.
At least, she had the fight she had been longing for.
Previously: Divide and Conquer
Placing the car back on the ground, Troia drew her weapons. Cinderblock was bigger than she remembered, though given the energy pulsing off of him, she did not doubt that his sudden growth spurt was related to these mystic energies. The energy ripples resonated with Troia, washing over her, attracted to her divine nature. Whatever had caused Cinderblock to grow was not from Midgard, which made Troia more than a little cautious that they weren't caught in some trickster god's sick game.
Cinderblock let out another roar before delivering a fist through the edge of a nearby building, compromising some of its structural integrity. It would have to be evacuating quickly and then either a controlled destruction, forcing it to implode in on itself, or immediate repairs. Were the Paladin here, he would have been able to control the damage immediately, but that was not an option.
"We need to get the golem out of the city," Troia yelled to Superboy, "And that building needs to be evacuated." She added, looking towards Kid Flash. Superboy was fast, but Kid Flash was faster. Troia could probably hold her own against Cinderblock if the two drengs were to work together to evacuate the building. But she couldn't be sure there wouldn't be more collateral damage. The buildings were too dense here, and without Green Lantern, they were limited on containment options.
"Superboy!" Troia called, "Can you stabilize that building?" She asked, gesturing to where Cinderblock had warped the steel column. With his heat vision, Superboy might be able to adjust the warp and stabilize it until a more permanent solution could be enacted.
"I'll hold him for now, but I need your help to get him out of here," Troia added. She knew Superboy could fly better than she could. With a foe struggling to be free, this much larger than her, she'd need the help. If they each took an arm, they could easily move this fight North into the Headlands. Raising her shield, Troia slid backwards from a glancing blow before drawing her blade and lunging forward. Sparks flew as the Blodstál blade dragged against the near-impenetrable exterior of the metahuman.
At least, she had the fight she had been longing for.
The prison transport lay abandoned just off the Eastbound I-80 outside of Oakland. As observed by Green Lantern, the vehicle itself had been ripped apart, not only from the inside but also by external forces that had compromised the exterior through supercooling, which left it in a brittle and fragile state. The asphalt also showed signs of extreme temperature change, having become brittle along the path where the vehicle skidded off the road and into the guardrail. The four escort cruisers had been toppled in a blitz attack, the telltale signs of Cinderblock's fists embossed into the doors and rocker panels. Heavy footsteps led towards the bridge before a broken rail indicated that Cinderblock had gone through the waters of the San Francisco Bay, explaining how he had remained undetected before landfall in the city proper.
| From within the crowd, one figure kept a close watch over the three Titans. A long coat concealed his figure while a wide-brimmed hat was pulled down over his face. A small crept across his pale features as his exhaled breath left a mist in the air that was lost in the spray from the nearby ocean. His contact had only told him to take out the transport, but the disguised man was itching for a real fight. The cops didn't put up with one, and that was not cool with him. These three on the other hand, imagine if he took them down. That'd finally show his old man he was worth something. Plus if he took out Robin, he'd have bragging rights even Fries didn't have. "Hey! Booster Gold!" The figure yelled mockingly towards Kyle, "Freeze!" He laughed manically before Icicle Jr. suddenly shed his disguise and attacked the three superheroes. A gout of frost blasted towards the Green Lantern from one outstretched hand while the other immediately began targeting those Kyle had just rescued to ensure he split the Titans' attention. "Ice to meet you, Titans." | .....................................................  ... |
Honestly not the worst advice.
You think that's bad? He's the one driving Dick to the scene.
Great, now he's got a DUI.
(I came down with an acute case of Labor Day drunkenness. I've had... Far too much booze for one lil' man to handle since Monday.)
Post is being hacked away but I don't think it'll be out before Friday nite friends.
Ladies and gentlemen, my Co-GM.
Agnostic, nomadic folk who live off the land. Primarily employ weapons that are used for hunting and can be made from bone, metal weapons and armour are stolen and pillaged. Mounts and beasts of burden are highly revered and well taken care of, the land is seen as a member of the tribe.
That awkward moment when one of the team secretly wants to do everyone's laundry...
That awkward moment when Stitch is accidentally put into the laundry...
That awkward moment when Stitch is accidentally put into the laundry...
<Snipped quote by Sep>
That's what I call my life, so technically yes.
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Speak for yourself; my productivity has gone WAY down across the board since the 22nd. I'm at nearly 60 hours already. I have a problem.
lol I have a tenth of that into the game.
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