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 Posted: Tue May 24, 2011 5:59 pm
Wolvenom growled in agitation, but he admired the "Batman" having a good plan here. He'd faced symbiotes before? So he wasn't the only one around? That was interesting... if they were around, Wolvenom hadn't noticed, since he had only just arrived...
In order to get out of the smokescreen, Wolvenom leaped up right to the roof of a building, and crouched. He sniffed the air, now trying for a separate tactic... allies.
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Posted: Tue May 24, 2011 6:33 pm
Twin electric baterangs followed him up out of the smoke, aimed at his back once again. There was no immediate sign of the person who had thrown them.
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Posted: Tue May 24, 2011 6:47 pm
In the seconds that the Batarangs flew toward him, Wolvenom had multiple thoughts in his head; the most prominent however, was: Dumb hoser...
In that same instance, Wolvenom leaped up, doing a corkscrew flip in the air as the Batarangs soared around him and away, the whole world seeming to go in slow motion... and then he landed neatly in a crouch.
"Told ya, kid..." he boasted, not knowing or caring where the other was for that moment, before he resumed his scan of the area-- this time to locate the Batman.
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Posted: Tue May 24, 2011 6:49 pm
The baterangs (being baterangs) came back around, once again heading towards the creature's back. There was still no response from the kid.
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Posted: Tue May 24, 2011 7:38 pm
The batarangs, Wolvenom sensed, weren't giving up. Funny... so what could he do? They'd cut through webbing... and then he got an idea. He faced the batarangs, and waited for just the right moment... as they neared, he jumped, somersaulting and blasting the batarangs with web balls from above, where they couldn't cut, and then landing forward and away from them. Just to be safe-- since they might have been explosive like those other ones-- he rolled away a little further, then he jumped down, into an adjacent alley.
This kid wanted to play cat and mouse? No-one was a better hunter than Wolvenom... and he'd prove it, he thought as he slinked into the shadows.
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Posted: Tue May 24, 2011 7:44 pm
((It's all good. I'm used to people seeming standoffish. No real resemblance to Little Jacob.))
Arell lit a smoke, the others looking at the professional handle the work. "Hey, so whoever ain't under control of de whatchajigger, mind fillin' us in?" he asked, sitting on the trunk of the patrol car with the pistol in his hand.
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Posted: Tue May 24, 2011 7:44 pm
Up on the rooftop, the baterangs exploded with muffled sounds of impact and funny, bluish coronas of dissipating energy. There was still no sign of the kid.
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Posted: Tue May 24, 2011 7:59 pm
Wolvenom had a small moment of satisfaction in that his guess had been correct, and he'd saved his own hide from serious hurt. He waited several moments, and considered the actions of the Batman.
He had stayed on top of Wolvenom, so he was tenacious-- both Wolverine and the symbiote agreed on that and respected it. And they also agreed that whatever this kid threw at them would be dangerous to them both, despite Wolverine wanting the symbiote off in the first place. It would not do for Wolvenom to act rashly against this character, not at all.
So the question was, how to lose the boy? Or at least get out of his sight long enough to trap him? Wolvenom sniffed the air, and he smelled a faint, putrid scent close by-- a closed manhole covering an entrance to the Gotham City sewers. He could definitely hide there for a little bit...
and so, after a few seconds to mentally ready himself, Wolvenom dashed out toward his target as quickly as he could, covering the distance in seconds. He quickly lifted the manhole and slipped inside, making sure to put the cover back over, just in case Batman hadn't seen him.
"Yeugh... this place reeks," Wolvenom said to himself, before shaking his head and trudging along anyway, staying on the walkways that acted like riverbanks for the sewage as he moved, and using his enhanced senses to guide himself in the darkness, moving with all the noise of a shadow.
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Posted: Tue May 24, 2011 8:35 pm
(This little scrap's pretty good guys. Of course, all of the police officers have run away. xd )
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Posted: Wed May 25, 2011 6:39 am
Meanwhile, seeing how the officers have fled (leaving a perfectly good patrol car behind,) Arell got Antigua and Dundee out. Assessing the damage, they decided to go get Antigua's car situation sorted out.
"Mon, I teenk I can get us a good ride for cheap." Antigua suggested as the Cajuns passed a cigarrette back and forth.
"Reckon we oughta check it out, che'. Hopefully yo' insurance can cover fer de car gettin' blown up." Arell replied. "You DO have insurance, right?"
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Posted: Wed May 25, 2011 11:42 am
VICE
The entire group heard the police sirens and froze. Nix glared briefly at his brother, who put his hands up defensively. ”Hey, don’t look at me. We made sure the security was out.” Kenny hissed.
”It’s alright.” Harley said, walking farther into the room. ”Sounds of it they’ve gone past us. But if you all are itching to score tonight, then don’t waste any more time arguing.”
Buster grunted and went back to busting open some of the safes. ”Wouldn’t be doing any of this stupid stuff with Joker.” he grumbled to himself.
Vice’s attention perked up and he looked over at the larger man. Joker? Well, looks like he finally caught a break. Now he just had to figure out how to get this group to help him. He wasn’t sure how much they really knew, let alone how much they’d be willing to share. But, he’d have to try. First lead he’d gotten so far. No one else wanted to talk about Joker.
Carefully, Vice made his way over towards the large man named Buster. Phasing through anything and anyone in his way. Quelle got a little friendlier with Kenny as he passed by them, and Nix ignored them. He began stuffing as many valuables as he could into his own sack. Greed and Lust…well, Vice could work with greed if he needed to. Lust he wouldn’t be able to do much with, not with those two. The darker guy didn’t seem to have much of a change in personality, so Vice would leave him in the air for now. The closer he came to Buster, the less gentle he became with…well, anything. Wrath seemed to be his vice. At least braking anything and everything. Mh…that could be a problem to try to work with. Vice couldn’t really offer him much in exchange for information. What? He’d let the big guy sneak into a china shop and let him run wild? Phase him inside a gym and let him tear up everyone and everything in there? He’d have a much easier time working with Greed. At least he’d have a lot more options to work with. But this ‘Buster’ was the only one so far that had said anything about the Joker, he didn’t know how much the others knew. And he hadn’t checked the clown girl yet. The way she was dressed, she might know the most.
Vice stopped and looked over at the harlequin for a moment. He gave her a full once over, then grinned a bit and started towards her. She didn’t seem to have much of a change in personality as he got closer to her, so it was hard to guess just how she’d react later on. Harley made her way over towards another safe, aimed her pop gun at it, and pulled the trigger. A large gloved fist shot out of it and smashed into the safe, busting a large hole inside it. Harley smiled and walked up to it to inspect what was inside. Vice walked up with her and gave her another appraising look over. Hey, when you’re invisible, you’re allowed to stare. Harley’s grin widened as she reached in and pulled out a few large diamond rings out and stuffed them into her bag. Reaching in again, she pulled out a slim diamond necklace, and a diamond hair piece shaped like a rose. Vice’s attention moved to the diamond hairclip, and he smiled himself.
Harley inspected the hairpiece for a second, and then it just…vanished. Her eyes widened and she immediately jumped back. ”Jeez Louise!” she hissed
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Posted: Wed Jun 01, 2011 2:46 pm
VICE
Vice smiled a bit and carefully stepped away from the spooked woman, sliding the now invisible treasure into his pocket. Harley scanned the room carefully and quickly, gun raised and ready to pop. Unable to find the new thief, she turned towards her small gang. ”Alright, party’s over. Grab whatever you can and let’s get back to the van.” she called out.
Vice smiled a bit. Alright…he was feeling like playing. He‘d try to ask nicely rather than try to follow after them. ”What’s the hurry?” he purred out loud.
Harley’s eyes widened further and she spun on her heels to look behind her, gun aimed and ready. Again, she didn’t see anyone. But the source of the voice seemed to be right in front of her.
Vice grinned and glanced down at the odd gun going straight through his chest. ”There’s still plenty of vaults to go through.”
Harley stared for a beat. ”Nah, wouldn’t wanna seem greedy. I’d rather get out goods and scoot before we get any more party crashers.” the clown replied, drawing her gun back a bit.
The rest of the Quinntets attention was drawn to the invisible man as well now. Everyone seemed to be about as spooked as Harley had been…except for Buster. The large man cracked his knuckles and started towards Harley. ”That’s fine by me.” the bald brawler purred. ”I’ve been itching to have some fun all day.”
”Won’t do you much good big guy.” Vice said lazily, glancing over at the man. ”You can’t really hurt a spirit.”
”We’ll see about that one.” Buster said, taking a swing in front of Harley. His fist hit nothing, of course. Why would he turn off his phasing ability when he’d been using it the entire time.
Vice made a face and moved around the man as he continued to swing. ”Told you…spirit. Can’t hit what you can’t see. Can’t hurt what you can’t touch.”
Buster whirled around and swung again. ”Don’t believe in ghosts.”
”Cool it Buster.” Harley hissed. ”Just get the goods and go. Or do you want this to be another heist we come out of empty handed?”
Nix was the first one to grab a sack in each hand and headed out. HE certainly didn’t want to go home empty handed AGAIN. Kenny and Quell followed his lead and headed out as well. Lewis grabbed a sack, but made no move to head out just yet. Buster kept swinging.
Harley watched half of her team leave, then gave a thoughtful little frown. ”Though I’ve gotta admit…I agree with Buster on this one. I don’t think you’re a paranormal problem as much as you are a regular guy with powers or some fancy equipment. You haven’t ratted us out yet, and you haven’t exactly done anything but snatch a piece outta my hand. So…what do you want?”
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Posted: Tue Jun 07, 2011 10:16 pm
Wolvenom continued through the sewers for the better part of an hour, wanting to make quite sure that the Batman wasn't following him somehow above ground. Eventually, he went back up to the surface... right in front of a Gotham Police patrol car.
"Ahh... fresh meat!" he said, before pouncing on top of the car and smashing it's windshield open. He grabbed one cop with webbing and flung him out of the car, then grabbed the other with his hand by the throat, and dragged him out too.
"I'm gonna enjoy playing with you, guys..." Wolvenom said with a psychotic laugh. The first cop pulled out his gun and shot at Wolvenom... and the bullets did nothing. Grinning sadistically, monstrously, Wolvenom flung the second cop, still in his grasp, into a nearby department store window and began advancing on the first cop, who was backing away in absolute terror.
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Posted: Tue Jun 07, 2011 10:49 pm
The sky darkened on this terrible scene as Wolvenom headed towards the first cop. The clouds above darkened as a storm brewed above. The sound of thunder broke the scene as lightning crashed into the police car, engulfing it in a bright light. The light started to dim, revealing the God of Thunder, Thor. Thor stood in the midst of the smoldering pile that was the police car. He wore his classic Asgardian armor, with his red cape flowing in the air and hammer in hand
Thor took one step off of the destroyed police car. When the storm above burst to life, flooding the scene with intense rain. Thor starred at the abomination before him, who was getting a sick thrill out of torturing these cops. "Leave them be, you Monster!", roared Thor over the sound of the storm above as he pointed his hammer towards the animal attacking the police.
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Posted: Wed Jun 08, 2011 11:05 am
Wolvenom snarled. "Well well well, finally a challenge!" he sneered. He revealed his Adamantium claws with a snkit! and took a fighting stance.
"Bring it, blondie!"
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