PlatinumSkink

The Young Devils [Teenage Super Villains roleplay]

Well. Someone wasn’t caring about Maverick’s request to not kill the poor defenseless guards, Metallia concluded watching Blood Fang rip them apart. That somewhat made Metallia feel like her own efforts were pointless. Pointless endeavors were abandoned in Metallia’s mind. Now, then. She had to follow Loud Love before he vanished way too far ahead-

Metallia became aware of two guards aiming their guns at her in a gesture of “don’t let them get ahead”. She gave them a swift glance.

‘... Don’t you dare.’ And with that, their guns were violently pulled from their hands by unseen magnetism, the poor guards having to see their only method of attack fly away and attach themselves loudly to the generators on Metallia’s chair. Annoyed at them, she then had the chair fire back. Small gun-holes opened to the left and right of her legs, and the chairs fired a spray of bullets through the guards’ legs, who fell over shouting.

‘Hmpf. Stay down.’ She commanded, raising her head. … Would they die from blood-loss? … It didn’t matter. She continued down in the direction gestured by Loud Love. They had to check if they could find a vault or anything.

Pokémon: One (~Looking for one player and a Co-GM!~)

... There seem to be a steady amount of individuals still watching this thread.

... Speaking from personal experience, which I believe at least one of you can attest to, it is possible the GM found his or her life suddenly turning upside down when it wasn't supposed to and then found it impossible to focus time on this roleplay when there were much more important things in his or her life that the person had to focus on. ... And then just not told the players due to "I'm intending to come back, no need to call it..." ... and then just not raised any word about it because it was... more convenient in the person's life like that, anyway, and then time had simple dragged on... It is a possibility.

Hm.

Considering.

The Young Devils [Teenage Super Villains roleplay]

@Kiss Of Night I don't think you were the one we were wondering about. More like...

This one: @Crimson Clover and this one: @Zebra and this one: @dragonmancer and this one: @Mr_pink. Unless I missed that they left somewhere. Two of them haven't even been online for the last 12 days. ... And one of them never even posted? Huh. My mistake on that one, then. Haha.

The Young Devils [Teenage Super Villains roleplay]

Just going to say, I'm waiting for a @Weird Tales post, be it a GM post or just a Blood Fang post. I feel a need to let both the rest of my squad post once before I post again in a team as small as three.

The Young Devils [Teenage Super Villains roleplay]

... I can't race a teleporter! Although Metallia is reasonably fast when flying on her chair, she isn't THAT fast! XD

The Young Devils [Teenage Super Villains roleplay]

I don't intend posts to become long when I start writing. They just... kinda get long. Oh, well.

The Young Devils [Teenage Super Villains roleplay]

It would appear that the individuals with actual powers had different impressions of heroes than Metallia did. … On the other hand, she didn't know the level of their opponents. In any case. It seemed they were joined by a new individual.

@Progenitus

‘... Metallia.’ She introduced herself to the new person, before handing over another of the communicators she had shared with the rest earlier (which I'm not sure if everyone acknowledged or completely dismissed, but just in case. Not sure if the Presence communicator could do the same). ‘Press the button to talk. Use the switch to specify a single communicator if you just want to talk to one specific person.’ Brief explanation that we'll assume explained everything.

Now, then. It appeared it was time to start...

@Weird Tales

‘Metallia.’ Metallia frowned in deep annoyance as she corrected The Presence of all individuals on her name. What was that k-sound!? Where did it come from!? It made her name sound more vile than graceful! … Which might be fitting here, but still! … So they were going to stash 3 billion whatever currency... in a sack. Okay.

… There was that explosion. A voice which called out something Metallia didn't feel any desire of being associated with. … That was supposed to be a distraction? …

‘How unrefined.’ She complained with an annoyed tone, turning intending on getting going, when...

@Stekkmen

… Maverick pleaded her and the others not to kill anyone, with a swear-word. Metallia turned her head, giving her a stare with blank eyes. She didn't respond, but she analysed Maverick for a moment. … That was some statement, considering what side she was on. Given the explosion, The Presence clearly cared naught for human lives. It didn't matter to Metallia if people died or not, but neither did she take joy in needless killing. However, she couldn't answer for the rest. … She wouldn't save anyone's life, but for Maverick's sake, she decided not to kill anyone. … And she also felt an unexplained desire to say “Metallia”, as if to correct Maverick, but Maverick hadn't actually said her name wrong, so Metallia didn't act on it.

Now then.

The Presence had not specified if he wanted her robots or not. Was that in preparation for the escape? Was her robots to stand by until they were fleeing? Possible. However, she greatly doubted that he intended her to be completely useless in there. As such, she took her cap and stashed it in a pocket. She took her head-piece and put it on her head, her two black transmitters and receivers instantly giving her complete awareness of her robots. They were in the garage, as she had left them.

Metallia dashed after Blood Fang. Of course, she was quickly getting exhausted, due to the lack of personal exercise. But, that didn't matter. As soon as she reached the door, her char and its two metal arms reached her. She jumped, and the R5 swooped in, curved, and let her land in it. Her hands took their places to the right and left of it. Now she suddenly realized she didn't actually need to enter herself, she could have just used the R5 to enter on its own. … Eh. She forgot due to The Presence's orders.

Alright. So if she wasn't supposed to kill, then bullets and explosives were out of the question. That left... her flying chair's two big metal arms that she controlled with magnetism. Well. This was going to be extraordinarily violent for a non-lethal option. No matter. She entered the building from said side-entrance along with the wolf-man.

‘... Let's get this over with.’ Metallia commented, intending on smacking down guards that decided to be in their way with her chair's heavy metal arms so they'd stay down on the floor. She'd just sit there in her floating chair, her face expressionless as she flew forward, while those metal arms swung for any enemies. She did not fear guns or bullets. Her magnetism would handle those.

The Young Devils [Teenage Super Villains roleplay]

... With or without robots?

Edit: /Chair?

Edit 2: Or suppose I should just make that decision myself? ... Hah.

The Young Devils [Teenage Super Villains roleplay]

Alright, 24 hours went. That was the time-limit I put on myself that I would wait before answering Nergal's question despite seemingly just having posted myself. Therefore, I gave in to my desire to post and did so. Yupp.

The Young Devils [Teenage Super Villains roleplay]

… Metallia's expression twitched a little as Nergal asked about heroes. Multiple memories sprung to her mind about the matter. … Alright. If for the case of educating the inexperienced one...

‘... I have.’ She answered. ‘They're annoying people that get in your way when you're trying to accomplish your goals. They come in all shapes and sizes, they come alone or in teams. Those who come alone are typically fairly powerful, but this does not mean those in teams are necessarily weak. Regardless, they always come uninvited and seemingly out of nowhere.’ She gave Nergal a stale look, to see how he was listening up until now.

‘Their abilities are too varied to give examples of, and to talk about each I've seen would take too long for the time we have right now, I can go into more detail about the heroes I've faced at a later time, but they're typically very hard to kill. Many of them have powers that support them, but even those that don't should not be underestimated.’ There was a great deal of annoyance in her expression, which was speaking for the multiple losses she had suffered against their kind.

‘Many also have codes of honour. It can be easy to take advantage of it. More than once have I been able to take advantage of a hero's loss of fighting spirit upon seeing that his or her opponent was someone like me.’ There was a feeling of that Metallia's sense of superiority was insulted by such actions in her expression as she said that. Because, she obviously felt that they had insulted her by being unwilling to harm her. … Though, then there was that time...

‘... Then there are those that... don't.’ Metallia hesitated a bit in her word, thinking about the event. She turned her head forward again, her body tensing up a little at a particular memory. ‘I've met... at least one who hunted for the one who attacked with no mercy or hesitation, intending nothing more than to end my life for good. ...’ Metallia frowned, getting a little slower in her steps, recalling the rather frightening event...

‘... Regardless.’ Metallia sighed a little, regaining her cool and returning to the present. ‘As a group, we should be better suited to dealing with the typical hero-attack as a whole team compared to me when I was on my own. _{Though I was better prepared when I was on my own...}’ She grunted something. ‘Then again, I never attacked something as big and valuable as a central bank in a big city, either. I cannot promise the accuracy of my own experiences. Be on your guard.’ She breathed out in satisfaction after her own rundown, slightly satisfied with it.