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 Posted: Wed Dec 10, 2008 5:30 pm
@aracnis-sorry then. a library might have something...
The Psycho-Pirate had quickly gotten out from under Daredevils boot and was making his way away from the edge of the roof, toward the door that would lead down the stairs-but is still only a few feet away from Daredevil.
Dead Kingpin then grabed for Daredevil, catching him in a bear hug "I'm not done talking to you yet, Murdock. You kill me, offer me a heaven you should know would be insuficiant, take my wife from me-you hound me at every turn, and you still have the audacity to turn your back on me?! No more, Murdock-it's over now!"
Sinestro yelled up at him, "Get Canery-stop her Hayden, now!"
A henchmen's work is never really done, now is it?
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Posted: Thu Dec 11, 2008 3:42 am
 Trista turned her head to see the man come back, and then ran over to him, seeing as he was tired. she didnt think Tempest would be back up in a mere second. before she was a foot away fro the man, she felt herself knocked back a few feet, a great deal of pain in her stomach. she feel backwards after figuring out she was attacked, and then attempted to get back up, but then she felt her arm twisted until she let out a yelp. she then was lifted, flipped, and slammed on the ground. she groaned loudly, and then saw that the dark blue flash had left her back towards the winged man. Tempest was not happy. she was in a lot of pain, she was tired, and she was up against two people. as soon as she was done knocking the fire-girl a bit, she ran towards the winged man. she could tell he was almost just as tired as her, but she wasnt going ot let that show. she let out a screech, and then came at the winged man, now sending fists in random areas. the face, the chest, the stomach, the arms, anywhere she would humanely attack.
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Posted: Thu Dec 11, 2008 5:50 pm
Daredevil suddenly felt Kinpin grab him, and in his surprise didn't react quick enough. The arm holding his billy club became pinned against his body while the other desperately tried to push away from Fisk. This couldn't be, he was being crushed. He quickly let go and tried to reach for his club with no luck. He could feel his ribs constrict against his lungs and gasped in pain and for air. He shoved against Kingpin's face with his free arm, tying to find a vulnerable spot to make him let go. His eyes would be best.
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Posted: Thu Dec 11, 2008 6:54 pm
Torrent was getting hit in several places. It hurt alot. He had to stop it. He shot light at her feet and solidified it. It created a brace to keep her legs still. He then jumped backwards and fell on the ground. He couldn't belive he was reduced to cheap tricks. He tried getting up but, he couldn't. he was spent.
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Posted: Fri Dec 12, 2008 4:17 am
Tempest felt something form around her feet, and then tried as fast as she could to dodge the whole thing, but it was no use. her feet were stuck, and she was right there. she screeched and then tugged at her legs furiously to become free. she was cursing at whatever it was she could curse at, and she wouldnt stop until she was loose.Trista groaned as she tried to get back up this time, realizing that the girl was held out again for the moment. she slowly staggered herself to her feet, though it hurt seeing as she had the wind knocked out of her when she hit the ground hard.
she looked over to where the winged man had collapsed out of exhaustion, and slowly walked over to him, trying not to limb seeing as she felt that it would be useless to do so."Are you alright?"she asked him when she got closer, not being anywhere near where the girl was screaming and struggling.
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Posted: Fri Dec 12, 2008 8:08 am
After getting a lot further away from rose-lenses guy, Roger turned around, looking from lenses to Black Canery. Fighting two people at once never ended well for Roger...even when he had friends to help him.
Dead Kingpin,laughing, pitched himself backward over the edge of the roof-overbalancing Daredevil with him. After a few secounds though, Kingpin dissapeared-melting into a sticky substance akin to ink.
Nodding seriously as he watched the man fall, the Psycho-Pirate called out to the Medusa Mask, which flowed across the roof toward him, reforming into it's proper shape so he could pick it up. Then he looked back over at Canery. "She's from Home-2. Like Power Girl, but things got shifted around so much...I wonder if she even remembers it...?"
Concentraiting again on bringing someone back from the White Space, he leaned against the door from the roof for support. Still-this time he could zero in on someone he remembered himself. Dinah Drake-Lance, the first Black Canery, the one from Home, materialized behind her daughter. "Dinah Laurel Lance! Just WHAT do you think you are doing?!"
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Posted: Fri Dec 12, 2008 10:18 am
 Sentry looked around to see a yellow construct forming around him, the walls of this construct rapidly becoming spiked and tightening around him.
"Huh..." Sentry sighed. "Quite a bag of tricks you have there pinky." Sentry remarked.
He closed his eyes and lifted into the air, a warm golden glow enveloped his body and quickly became brighter, forcing out the walls with a force that became stronger and stronger.
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Posted: Sat Dec 13, 2008 12:46 pm
How could this person so easily resist the energy-constructs of the ring? It was increadible! Forcing the wall to hold-Sinestro , still in the floor below, willed the prison to shoot up into space. Perhaps that would buy some time...
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Posted: Sat Dec 13, 2008 8:06 pm
She heard her mother's voice behind her...it was impossible the martian manhunter had destroyed both her parents during the merge of worlds. NO! it must be the psycho-pirate. She turned her back to the construct and kept on running toward Trista and tempest. Her vision filled with tears at the memories she had repressed for years.
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Posted: Mon Dec 15, 2008 10:34 am
But the shade of her mother would not allow Black Canery to escape in peace! She attacked freociously, as if her daughter were her worst enimy-or someone heartless who had compleatly betrayed her! 'Pirate allowed himself the luxury of a genuine grin, savoring the emotions his actions had brought up, as he recovered his face with his treasured Medusa Mask!
note- Black Canery Sr. has been brought back as a living woman unlike Dead Kingpin-who was infact dead during that perticular comic appearence. This Shade does have a heartbeat-but is directed at the secound Black Canery. She alone can dectet her mom's presence.
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Posted: Mon Dec 15, 2008 4:54 pm
Daredevil felt Kinpin lean backwards and over the edge of the building. The Kingpin suddenly disappeared and sweet air finally rushed into his lungs as the pressure around him disappeared. The sudden rush made him dizzy for a moment, then he realized that he was in freefall. He quickly spun and shot his grappling hook at the edge of the building. It caught, jerked him from his fall, and slammed him into the side of the building.
He hung there for a moment, trying to regain his bearings. Finally he looked back towards the top of the roof with a scowl. Whatever that was, it had to be Psycho-Pirate's doing. He wasn't going to go so easy one the guy now.
He quicky began to make his way towards the top of the building. He focused one where Psycho-Pirate was, and went around the building as he climbed, Trying to head him off.
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Posted: Tue Dec 16, 2008 7:13 pm
She was struck from behind by the contruct. She gasped and spun around to face it. The two fell into a flurry of act and defense patterns revealing their martial arts training. As Canary got deeper into the fight she realized that she must help her current teammates and to do that she must end the match. She summoned up the one talent her mother had never posessed, The Canary Cry. Taking a deep breath she unleashed the sonic blast shredding the artificial construct. Canary falls to her knees weeping.
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Posted: Wed Dec 17, 2008 9:50 am
"Dinah..." The womans' mouth moved to form the unheard name, her face shocked...and sad. She fell backwards, her body breaking under the strain put upon it, turning into a spray of ink upon the tarmack.
Roger was VERY GLAD that it hadn't actually been himself who was just destroyed by that infamous canery cry...even so, hisears were ringing-just how often could she use that horrable sonic attack anyway?! Can't let her catch her breath!
Still using the door for suppoet, he tried again to bring someone out who could do for him (delagation's a wonderful thing) what he didn't feel up to doing himself. Standing next to him, suddenly, was Earth 2's Green Arrow, late of the Seven Solgiors of Victory, clean shaven and ready to loose his trademark boxing glove arrow on Roger's foe, who was now HIS foe too.
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Posted: Fri Dec 19, 2008 10:18 am
 "I'll be ok." He said smiling. He was almost out of juice. "That won't hold her for much longer." He said frowning. He didn't want to have to go all out so soon.
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Posted: Fri Dec 19, 2008 10:14 pm
Daredevil continued to make his way towards Psycho-Pirate when something suddenly disrupted his radar completely. He stopped and cluched his ears with a tight grimace, trying to block the sound. He grunted a bit as the cry stopped and his sences slowly began to return to focus. Whatever that was, he'd have to try and take out Psycho-Pirate before it happened again. Hopefully it didn't.
He tried to zone in on where he was. Daredevil was on a seperate building . . . below him somewhere . . . rooftop . . .
Daredevil moved towards the edge of the building he was on and lept towards the other one. He landed and realized that he was a few feet farther away from the man than he anticipated. His senses were still a bit shaky apparently. "Remember me?" he said as he stood up and stared the other man down.
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