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 Posted: Sat May 21, 2011 12:52 pm
As one officer secured the tommy guns and cuffed Dundee and Antigua, the other confronted Arell, "Really, and who are you and which detective is that?"
Several other patrol cars screached to a halt with other officers popping out with their guns drawn.
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Posted: Sat May 21, 2011 1:13 pm
"That'd be detective Bullock, che' . . . dat porky feller." Arell said. "I'm not officially wit' de force, but my name's Arell." he continued. Some of the other officers gathered around as he lit a cigarette. "Now tell me why in de world you arrested my good friend and brother?"
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Posted: Sun May 22, 2011 5:50 pm
After the Cajun and the Jamacian we secured, the arresting officer held up one of the tommy guns and quipped sarcastically, "Ya don't think this is a good enough reason? They were literally shootin the **** up in this neighborhood."
The first officer nodded, "That is a serious offence. With you asking about this, I'd normally be telling you to take a hike. But since you're asking for Detective Bullock by name, I'll radio in to see if that's the case. But I think I heard about ya, so just hang out, okay?"
As the other policemen swarmed in, the first officer waived at them to let them know that the situation was handled.
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Posted: Sun May 22, 2011 6:48 pm
"My brother wouldn't shoot up nothin' without a good reason, now put them damn things down 'fore you shoot yer eye out, che'." the Cajun growled, lighting a cigarette and nodding to the other officer. "Now if I can have a chance t' talk to de suspects real quick befo' Bullock gets here?"
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Posted: Sun May 22, 2011 7:40 pm
((Hope you guys don't mind-- I just needed a place to show off mah new character))
[Enter from ????]
Amidst Gotham City's alleys, a lone, shadowy figure stirred; roughly man-sized, and very muscular. The shadows of the alleys it moved through provided ample protection. It's senses picked up movement: Several humanoids-- two police officers and at least one other, with two people in custody.
Perfect...
With the terrifying grace of a predator, Wolvenom leaped toward them, out of the alleyway nearest them, and growled with an inhuman tone. His long, absurdly prehensile tongue rolled out of his mouth while he laughed.
"Well hello... officers," Wolvenom said with a chillingly inhuman double-voice, one which belonged to the host, and the other to the symbiote attached to him. "Looks like a nice day for a stroll. Say, I've never had the pleasure of killing in this town! Why not you guys step up... so I can cut you up?"
With a psychotic laugh, Wolvenom then unsheathed his Adamantium claws with a snikt! and lunged for one of the officers, his mouth stretched out weirdly while his tongue lolled about disgustingly.
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Posted: Sun May 22, 2011 8:05 pm
((Skuldy, if I may?))
Arell jumped back in surprise at the newcomer and knocked the other cop over, having the wolf-character dig into him instead. "That all ya got, punk?" the Cajun growled and stood his ground at the newcomer, tossing the wolfman into the wall, pulling out his razor-sharp knife and putting it near Wolvenom's throat.
"Well, looks like ya gonna leave town wit' de same battin' average ya came in with less'n ya wanna get hurt, kid."
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Posted: Sun May 22, 2011 8:12 pm
Wolvenom gave a growling laugh, and a web of dark goo-- from the Venom symbiote-- attached itself to the Cajun's knife before pulling it out of his hands.
"Temper, temper..." Wolvenom said, before grasping the knife and literally biting the blade in half with his own teeth. He spat the blade out and tossed the useless handle aside before roughly shoving Arell off of him. And then he stood.
"Bub... I'm gonna cut you to shreds! BERSERKER BARRAGE!!" Wolvenom shouted, lunging toward Arell with impossible speed, spinning around like a sort of drill, his claws extended and aimed for the Cajun.
((And, I need to log off. I'll be back on tomorrow, though, so I hope this doesn't go too far ahead.))
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Posted: Sun May 22, 2011 8:24 pm
(Talk about a distraction from beyond. twisted And there were other officers present who just arrived.)
The officers (the first two and the ones who arrived) stare at the creature in shock. A couple of them pull their guns to aim at Wolvenom.
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Posted: Mon May 23, 2011 11:19 am
Arell stood his ground again, borrowing an officer's gun and started firing at the creature. "Y'all go on an' help me at yer own convenience, y'all. Dis sumbitch'll be alright." he crowed ever defiantly. That can't be titanium. At least that knife had a lifetime warranty! he thought and focused his attention at the wolf fellow, diving out of the way and firing a few extra shots.
"Boy, just TRY me. I've eaten thangs tougher'n you." Arell said. Dundee fumbling in his back pocket in the police car had him a little preoccupied.
"What ya be doin', mon?" Antigua asked as Dundee found a pocket screwdriver.
"Reckon I need t' lend my big brother a hand." he said as he picked the lock to his cuffs and did the same for Antigua. "Get the officer's attention, I gotta help him out!"
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Posted: Mon May 23, 2011 1:34 pm
The bullets that had been fired as Wolvenom performed his attack merely glanced harmlessly off of his Adamantium claws. When he stopped, the bullets that came at him from the Cajun's firearm hit his body, but whereas without the symbiote the bullets would have gone through, the symbiote's form instead absorbed the impact of the shots, and the bullets themselves fell to the ground as tiny, crumpled bits of metal.
"HA!" Wolvenom laughed, throwing his head back. "If that's all you got, a part of me is wonderin' why I'm even wasting my time! This will be over too quick!"
Nevertheless he retracted his claws, and looked about, lowly growling as he surveyed the area. He leaped toward one of the patrol cars, and the officers nearest scattered. Undeterred, Wolvenom picked the car up over his head.
"Here, catch!" he snarled, and he tossed the car toward Arell with an inhuman howl.
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Posted: Mon May 23, 2011 3:33 pm
Gotham PD officer sought cover, but one grabbed the Thompson submachine gun. That officer aimed the automatic weapon and fired a full burst at Wolvenom.
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Posted: Mon May 23, 2011 3:43 pm
As before, the small-arms fire did nothing to slow Wolvenom down-- in fact, it only served to agitate him. With a growl, he stomped toward the officer who had shot at him, and with a single swipe of his claws the Thompson was scrap.
"Tommy guns?! What is this, the '30s?! I haven't seen those since World War II, dammit!" Wolvenom growled, before knocking the officer aside and turning to look and see if his car-projectile had hit.
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Posted: Mon May 23, 2011 4:05 pm
Arell dodged the oncoming car and took cover. Hmm . . . I wonder. and got up.
"Hey, hound dog! Ya missed, che'!" the Cajun growled, loading six special shots that he pilfered from Hex. Six explosive-on-impact Adamantium shells. "Dodge these if ya can!" he yelped and fired two of the shots, ducking for cover to dodge the blast.
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Posted: Mon May 23, 2011 5:10 pm
((Hold it. Explosive Adamantium shells?! Since when do "explosive" and "Adamantium" go together?! Adamantium, once it is cooled, cannot be manipulated again by anything less than the power of the Infinity Gauntlet, so far as I am aware. So it wouldn't explode. In addition, you'd need an ungodly powerful explosive device to make such a thing happen, even if it could (which it can't). Trust me; I've done my research on Adamantium itself-- I had to, since my main character has True Adamantium bonded to his skeleton.
And exactly how would Arell guess-- correctly-- that Wolvenom has Adamantium bones/claws? Judging by how Arell has reacted thus far, he's never encountered Adamantium at any level-- besides, this could be a metal like Carbonadium, or some other metal. It's not, but, you see what I'm saying? He wouldn't know, most likely, based on what I've seen.))
Wolvenom, thanks to the symbiote, had a moderate "spider-sense", and thus he sensed the bullets coming. Luckily, his own heightened senses made up for the decreased travel time from his brain to his body, and he twisted through the air as the bullets shot under him, missing him by inches. He landed on his feet and hissed.
"You missed, bub!" Wolvenom snarled, "I dare you to try to hit me again!"
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Posted: Mon May 23, 2011 7:37 pm
"Gotta love a good straight line," a low, dry, unnervingly amused voice stated. The next moment, more than twenty round objects rolled out from a particularly dense patch of shadows, as well as falling down out of the sky to pool around Wolvenom's clawed feet. They were only a little bigger than marbles, smooth, and matte black. Without giving the creature time to process the sight the little balls started screaming. That was really the only way to describe it: high pitched, shockingly loud, endless screaming. The sound was loud enough to feel like it was physically pressing in on the ears of those listening, making even the people without symbiotes flinch away. To a person with a symbiote, on the other hand...
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