ChevHmm well, right now I figure LA to be a a really big knife nut. An expert at cutting people up or stabbing them, even able to throw knives pretty accurately. Expert martial artist. Uses guns too but mostly pistols at close to medium range. Mostly relies on mobility, stealth, and efficient savagery to get the job done.
Not sure whether it should be a guy or gal. In my head they'd be called La Muerte, which works out pretty well :P
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Ok posted, a little shorter than usual but I believe it hits everything needed.
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Crimson Fox nodded at Sand, "That makes sense, it would have been nice but we have to make do with what we have yeah?" She smiled at Gypsy and sighed dramatically, "It's too bad we won't be partners. I was looking forward to catching up." She grinned and Ray and winked suggestively, "I'm sure we will make due though right Ray?" Fox giggled and her eyes flashed. She always liked playing around, but she did have to admit that most of her teammates were fairly attractive. Creeper when he was in his normal form of course. She couldn't tell about Sandy however and idly wondered what he looked like under that mask.
Fox nodded at Gypsy, "Yes everyone should be more calm. Being too anxious will not be good for the mission." Vibe nodded and said, "Yeah it does no good to get too worked up." The young man had never been on a mission quite like this. Small team, large opposition, minimal support, and no established members to help guide them. He realized this was his moment, his chance to prove himself as a real hero. Besides it wouldn't be a Justice League mission if it were easy. He breathed in and out and he felt a bit of the fear bleed away. Of course that might have been Vivi giving him a pick-up but he'd take anything that worked.
Creeper laughed in delight, not showing any fear at all, "I'm loving this so much! We'll finally get to hang out and kick ass together!" He smiled slyly at Sand, raising an eyebrow, "Maybe we can blow stuff up too." Vibe was about to protest before pausing, "Well. Maybe we could sabotage their armory to blow. Synchronize it with blowing the motor pool to create a big diversion if or rather when we need it."
Fox spoke up, "Finding a safe area is a good idea. Once we compromise their transport and power system, likely candidates would be deeper in the surrounding jungle. That way if we need to disperse, pursuers will have a hard time of keeping up and finding us while allowing Michael to keep an eye on us." Vibe rubbed his hands, now a little excited about it all rather than nervous. The plan was coming together and things were looking up, "I think we got everything down. Sand, you should go prepare the gas. I'll go see if we can sign out any special equipment like remote explosives. Everyone else should study the files and get a little bit of rest before we go. Anything else?"
Fox nodded at Gypsy, "Yes everyone should be more calm. Being too anxious will not be good for the mission." Vibe nodded and said, "Yeah it does no good to get too worked up." The young man had never been on a mission quite like this. Small team, large opposition, minimal support, and no established members to help guide them. He realized this was his moment, his chance to prove himself as a real hero. Besides it wouldn't be a Justice League mission if it were easy. He breathed in and out and he felt a bit of the fear bleed away. Of course that might have been Vivi giving him a pick-up but he'd take anything that worked.
Creeper laughed in delight, not showing any fear at all, "I'm loving this so much! We'll finally get to hang out and kick ass together!" He smiled slyly at Sand, raising an eyebrow, "Maybe we can blow stuff up too." Vibe was about to protest before pausing, "Well. Maybe we could sabotage their armory to blow. Synchronize it with blowing the motor pool to create a big diversion if or rather when we need it."
Fox spoke up, "Finding a safe area is a good idea. Once we compromise their transport and power system, likely candidates would be deeper in the surrounding jungle. That way if we need to disperse, pursuers will have a hard time of keeping up and finding us while allowing Michael to keep an eye on us." Vibe rubbed his hands, now a little excited about it all rather than nervous. The plan was coming together and things were looking up, "I think we got everything down. Sand, you should go prepare the gas. I'll go see if we can sign out any special equipment like remote explosives. Everyone else should study the files and get a little bit of rest before we go. Anything else?"
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This. Is. Awesome.
I want in Poly!
I'm calling Los Angeles right now haha.
I want in Poly!
I'm calling Los Angeles right now haha.
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The Lab
The final bullet cracked in the air and it rusted away almost to nothing, a tiny fleck of the bullet still accelerating at high speeds into Santana's head. There was a spurt of blood and Santana fell to the ground, La Sombra looking Sixgun in the eye and nodding. Santana faced the ceiling and amazingly he was still alive if barely. With the last of his reserves he reached into the innate magic within himself and prepared his death curse. He gurgled, his voice for a moment booming, "SUFFER" then his life drained away as a wave of noxious yellow energy washed over La Sombra and Sixgun, passing over all the men that remained and continuing beyond before it dissipated.
After that nothing else happened and the door of the lab stood open. Santana's body was empty of life and ripe for some opportunistic looting. And no doubt Legion's potion lab would hold valuable secrets for Sixgun's mission and perhaps other items of interest.
Maroni's
Upstairs Zaphkiel's immaterial attack was enough to affect Ghost. The man cried out in pain as he was suddenly launched across the room, his intangible form flying through the brick wall. Coincidentally, his ghostly form flew out the building right in MC's line of sight. Stalker crouched as Zaphkiel flew towards her. If he hit her it was bad news. But only if he hit her. With metahuman reflexes and agility she dodged the heavy blow and jumped to the side, she sprung off a nearby table and drew another pair of iron blades and cried out as she slashed Zaphkiel across his face and torso. She landed on his outstretched leg and flipped to land on his mighty shoulders, behind his head. Her iron blades flashed as she brought them down at Zaphkiel.
Locust snarled and keened, his bitten arm bleeding black. He cried out as he spit on Ocean Warrior with his green saliva. Immediately Ocean Warrior felt enormous pain as the corrosive spittle burned the skin of his torso and shoulders, his inhumanly dense skin the only thing keeping it from being melted entirely as it burned and sizzled. Locust slashed Ocean Warrior across the arm and was about to strike again when Killshade struck. His sword cut into the chitin and made Locust grunt in pain. Unfortunately it was now stuck in his chitinous plates. Locust stared at Killshade before slapping him over a nearby table. Locust groaned as blood continued to trickle down his arm and he turned towards Ocean Warrior to slash at his other arm.
Across the room Shifter managed to pull out Break Neck and the woman fell to the floor, finally able to take in air. Their victory was short-lived however when a half-dozen or so surviving henchmen stood in front of them with weapons drawn. Around the room hostages fell to the floor and tried to hide as the heroes fought, Villa and Pariah still engaged in a shoot-out. Bishop knocked over an empty table and stared down at Rift Hound, "You get one chance to surrender hero. That's it." His eyes flashed red as he snarled. Flasher reappeared again and grabbed another gaggle or Marconi's extended family in the chaos, now more than half of the mob bosses family were gone.
Prison
The summoner looked down his noise at Abaddon, tendrils wrapping around him, "Foolish boy. A simpleton playing with powers he does not understand." Suddenly Abaddon was wracked with pain, his stomach and guts seeming to enflame as something burned inside him. The man laughed darkly, "You took in my power. Except it was the power of a live construct. You gave me a connection right to you. It couldn't have been much worse unless you gave me your True Name." The burning sensation intensified as the power twisted inside him and then suddenly red wisps of smoke burst out of his nose, mouth, and ears, holes opening up in his abdomen as the smoke went to the Summoner.
The man smiled in contentment as the red smoke washed over him and flowed into his very skin. He breathed deeply, "Ah. How invigorating." Abaddon suddenly felt weak with fatigue, the numbing exhaustion battling with the fading agony. The battle raged on around them until suddenly all of the undead creatures stopped moving with purpose. They either stayed in place unmoving or began attacking anyone indiscriminately. The tide was turning as the assembled forces began to cut down the beasts even more.
The man's smile faded and he shook his head, "How unfortunate. It seems as if there was a kink in the plan. Oh well. I suppose I must take my leave. Remember this moment, boy. The moment where I had you beaten and broken. The moment where I spared your life. Next time you won't be so lucky." A red portal appeared in the air and he stepped halfway in before pausing. With a casual wave of his hand he sent a fireball at Abaddon and stepped inside. The next moment he was gone.
Inside the infirmary the necromancer groaned as her control over her minions was lost, the life energy she stole fading away in the air. She gasped and said, "If I say anything to you, I'm as good as dead. Legion will not tolerate it. You know who was behind this but no more. Unless I can have certain assurances, I will not talk. I want protection. I want accommodations. If they are given I will speak of all I can. Otherwise I refuse." Her voice was now very calm and measured, a suggestion of a New England accent. The woman had pale skin, so pale that her veins could be seen, as blue as her eyes and just as lifeless. Her head was completely shaved.
Apogee cried out, "Really you guys?" She punched a man across the room and into a brick wall, as the three men struggled under Volt. Volt's earlier targets were slumped on the floor but these men fought, some pushing and wrestling against him while they drew knives of pistols grunting as they tried to angle them to strike Volt. Flashbolt's assault was devastating and now no more than four men remained standing. One man drew a strange looking device at pointed it at Apogee, it resembled a wand except it was matte black and metal. A red light popped on the tip of the "wand" and suddenly Apogee screamed, grasping her ears as they started to bleed her exclamations of pain cracking the ceiling, floor, and walls. One of the remainders lifted a large-barreled and blocky gun and fired, a blob of sticky white goo hitting Flashbolt in the chest and sticking him to the wall, pinning his limbs down as the other two leveled assault rifles at his head.
The final bullet cracked in the air and it rusted away almost to nothing, a tiny fleck of the bullet still accelerating at high speeds into Santana's head. There was a spurt of blood and Santana fell to the ground, La Sombra looking Sixgun in the eye and nodding. Santana faced the ceiling and amazingly he was still alive if barely. With the last of his reserves he reached into the innate magic within himself and prepared his death curse. He gurgled, his voice for a moment booming, "SUFFER" then his life drained away as a wave of noxious yellow energy washed over La Sombra and Sixgun, passing over all the men that remained and continuing beyond before it dissipated.
After that nothing else happened and the door of the lab stood open. Santana's body was empty of life and ripe for some opportunistic looting. And no doubt Legion's potion lab would hold valuable secrets for Sixgun's mission and perhaps other items of interest.
Maroni's
Upstairs Zaphkiel's immaterial attack was enough to affect Ghost. The man cried out in pain as he was suddenly launched across the room, his intangible form flying through the brick wall. Coincidentally, his ghostly form flew out the building right in MC's line of sight. Stalker crouched as Zaphkiel flew towards her. If he hit her it was bad news. But only if he hit her. With metahuman reflexes and agility she dodged the heavy blow and jumped to the side, she sprung off a nearby table and drew another pair of iron blades and cried out as she slashed Zaphkiel across his face and torso. She landed on his outstretched leg and flipped to land on his mighty shoulders, behind his head. Her iron blades flashed as she brought them down at Zaphkiel.
Locust snarled and keened, his bitten arm bleeding black. He cried out as he spit on Ocean Warrior with his green saliva. Immediately Ocean Warrior felt enormous pain as the corrosive spittle burned the skin of his torso and shoulders, his inhumanly dense skin the only thing keeping it from being melted entirely as it burned and sizzled. Locust slashed Ocean Warrior across the arm and was about to strike again when Killshade struck. His sword cut into the chitin and made Locust grunt in pain. Unfortunately it was now stuck in his chitinous plates. Locust stared at Killshade before slapping him over a nearby table. Locust groaned as blood continued to trickle down his arm and he turned towards Ocean Warrior to slash at his other arm.
Across the room Shifter managed to pull out Break Neck and the woman fell to the floor, finally able to take in air. Their victory was short-lived however when a half-dozen or so surviving henchmen stood in front of them with weapons drawn. Around the room hostages fell to the floor and tried to hide as the heroes fought, Villa and Pariah still engaged in a shoot-out. Bishop knocked over an empty table and stared down at Rift Hound, "You get one chance to surrender hero. That's it." His eyes flashed red as he snarled. Flasher reappeared again and grabbed another gaggle or Marconi's extended family in the chaos, now more than half of the mob bosses family were gone.
Prison
The summoner looked down his noise at Abaddon, tendrils wrapping around him, "Foolish boy. A simpleton playing with powers he does not understand." Suddenly Abaddon was wracked with pain, his stomach and guts seeming to enflame as something burned inside him. The man laughed darkly, "You took in my power. Except it was the power of a live construct. You gave me a connection right to you. It couldn't have been much worse unless you gave me your True Name." The burning sensation intensified as the power twisted inside him and then suddenly red wisps of smoke burst out of his nose, mouth, and ears, holes opening up in his abdomen as the smoke went to the Summoner.
The man smiled in contentment as the red smoke washed over him and flowed into his very skin. He breathed deeply, "Ah. How invigorating." Abaddon suddenly felt weak with fatigue, the numbing exhaustion battling with the fading agony. The battle raged on around them until suddenly all of the undead creatures stopped moving with purpose. They either stayed in place unmoving or began attacking anyone indiscriminately. The tide was turning as the assembled forces began to cut down the beasts even more.
The man's smile faded and he shook his head, "How unfortunate. It seems as if there was a kink in the plan. Oh well. I suppose I must take my leave. Remember this moment, boy. The moment where I had you beaten and broken. The moment where I spared your life. Next time you won't be so lucky." A red portal appeared in the air and he stepped halfway in before pausing. With a casual wave of his hand he sent a fireball at Abaddon and stepped inside. The next moment he was gone.
Inside the infirmary the necromancer groaned as her control over her minions was lost, the life energy she stole fading away in the air. She gasped and said, "If I say anything to you, I'm as good as dead. Legion will not tolerate it. You know who was behind this but no more. Unless I can have certain assurances, I will not talk. I want protection. I want accommodations. If they are given I will speak of all I can. Otherwise I refuse." Her voice was now very calm and measured, a suggestion of a New England accent. The woman had pale skin, so pale that her veins could be seen, as blue as her eyes and just as lifeless. Her head was completely shaved.
Apogee cried out, "Really you guys?" She punched a man across the room and into a brick wall, as the three men struggled under Volt. Volt's earlier targets were slumped on the floor but these men fought, some pushing and wrestling against him while they drew knives of pistols grunting as they tried to angle them to strike Volt. Flashbolt's assault was devastating and now no more than four men remained standing. One man drew a strange looking device at pointed it at Apogee, it resembled a wand except it was matte black and metal. A red light popped on the tip of the "wand" and suddenly Apogee screamed, grasping her ears as they started to bleed her exclamations of pain cracking the ceiling, floor, and walls. One of the remainders lifted a large-barreled and blocky gun and fired, a blob of sticky white goo hitting Flashbolt in the chest and sticking him to the wall, pinning his limbs down as the other two leveled assault rifles at his head.
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Well you can edit out the Verona school if you can't modify it enough, it's not integral to the idea.
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Randen, Again the whole assault thing is still intact. Keep in mind, heroes aren't exempt from being jailed for assault. Keeping that in mind, accepted.
QuietThinker, Just edit in those details but the character is accepted.
Yog, He seems a LOT like St. Michael in terms of personality and general powerset. Again, I would prefer not to have pure physical characters or characters who fill the same niches, we also have Zaphkiel, so you may want a different character.
Pixi, The idea of a secret magic academy is plausible but a little unlikely unless it was associated with the White Fellowship, they wouldn't want a unauthorized coven like that just running around. But other than that it's a great sheet.
QuietThinker, Just edit in those details but the character is accepted.
Yog, He seems a LOT like St. Michael in terms of personality and general powerset. Again, I would prefer not to have pure physical characters or characters who fill the same niches, we also have Zaphkiel, so you may want a different character.
Pixi, The idea of a secret magic academy is plausible but a little unlikely unless it was associated with the White Fellowship, they wouldn't want a unauthorized coven like that just running around. But other than that it's a great sheet.
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OH HEY, what up yo!
They always come back haha. If you want you can take up Neutro again, he's been underutilized at the moment.
Also expect an update within the next few hours.
They always come back haha. If you want you can take up Neutro again, he's been underutilized at the moment.
Also expect an update within the next few hours.
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Ok everyone I'm sorry for the delays but I promise an update later tonight and a thorough review of all the character sheets.
Also Lookie, sorry but no sentient robots yet. AI is something that's being reserved for later. Gigakill as far as I can see, is simply thoroughly programmed not a True Sentient intelligence.
You can be a Cyborg :P
Also Lookie, sorry but no sentient robots yet. AI is something that's being reserved for later. Gigakill as far as I can see, is simply thoroughly programmed not a True Sentient intelligence.
You can be a Cyborg :P
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That all sounds good but then why would he be in it?
Oh just the whole desert nerve enhancing thing.
Oh just the whole desert nerve enhancing thing.
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