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 Posted: Sat Nov 06, 2010 5:38 pm
Eddie watched onward as a series of police vehicles sped off apparently in a hurry. "Well, well, looks like something big is about to go down and I wasn't invited, for shame."He cooed jumping off the building he'd been resting on and web-zipping in hot pursuit. He wondered if he should call Deathstrike. He decided to text here as he swung through the streets. Text Message
Yo, Awesome Spidey here. Since your good with tech, I'm guessing you could trace this right? If I'm right, follow it to were I end up, seems like something fun is about to happen. Then later maybe I can treat you to a latte? Maybe a movie? We'll discuss it later, just meet me at the area I'm heading to.
He closed his phone and ended up heading straight for Gotham. ((Exit Spiderman (Eddie Brock) to Gotham City))
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Posted: Sat Nov 20, 2010 10:46 pm
 Songbird followed Lt. Garfield down the hall at police headquarters, "What the heck do you mean I can't go?!?!" The police lieutenant turned on his heels to face the Thunderbolt, "Look Missy, while there's some loon treatin Manhatten like the Red Square marchin a whole buncha high-tech robots around and the way the whole world's gone whacky, I figure we're next. I don't have the manpower to deal with that and a trigger-happy army of wackos armed with automatic weapons, tanks, and artillery. I need you here. Now's you said you recognized those kind of robots?" Songbird nodded, "They're called Sentinels... or at least the newest versions of them. Assuming that I don't get overwhelmed, I think I can stop the Sentinels. They may have improved defenses, but all of them will always run the same way. An old teammate taught me that. They all have silicon chips. I can use my sound to shatter those despite whatever defenses they have." Warren Garfield smoothed back his grey-streaked hair, "Good, we're all countin on you. I've got my hands full here. That reminds me: we received a report about some nutcase wearin red and blue's swingin around on webs....." Confusion clouded Melissa's expression, "Spider-Man's here. He's always in New York." Garfield's eyebrows went up a hair, ".... Around McKinley Ave. You know this guy?" The Thunderbolt answered, "I've run across him before. He's a masked vigilante, a hero." The police lieutenant nodded, "Well, maybe he had ta run from Manhatten because of those things. Go check it out. If it's who you think it is.... Bring him to me, we could use all the help we can get." Songbird smirked at Lt. Garfield's response, "Alright, I'll see if I can find him... It's also possible that he followed someone here." Lt. Garfield began walking away, "Find out what you can, and let me know about, okay?" Melissa answered, "Yes, Lieutenant. I'm on my way." Songbird turned and made her way outside of the police station. She then used her sonic abilities and took flight and began to look for Spider-Man.
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Posted: Tue Jan 04, 2011 9:09 am
Songbird spent several hours attempting to find Spider-Man, then from the skies Mel spied a large detachment of Russian troops and armor at the outskirts of the city. Dread began to pool in the Thunderbolt's stomach as she tapped on her comm, "Lt. Garfield.... We're about to have a lot company."
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Posted: Sat Jan 08, 2011 5:38 pm
 The Russian tank commander looked at his comm officer, "What was that, Commade?" "We've been ordered back to base, Sir," the junior officer repeated. Confusion showed on the commander's face, "Confirm that order. It doesn't seem right. This city is ripe for invad..." A loud metallic runch distracts the tank crew. The commander looks through the viewer and spies a giant transluscent pink figure resembling a baseball player with a bat walking up to their tank, "AHHHHHHHH!!!!" ...... Songbird had her sound construct swing it's bat to swat another Russian tank and knock it over the hill. The rest of the Russian formation begin running from this 'giant', although three of the tanks back away to try to aim their turrets at Songibird's sound construct. Flying high above this mess, Melissa half chuckled at the scene, "Well, we can't have this." The Thunderbolt directs her 'Slammin Sammy' to close on another tank and bring it's bat directly down on it -- crushing the center with it's gun barrel crookedly pointing up. Melissa sees that the other two tanks have leveled their main guns at 'Slammin Sammy'. Songbird smiles and creates small force fields inside the gun barrels. When the tanks fired, the shells immediately detonated -- blowing up the turrets and wrecking the pair of tanks. After that, the remander of the Russian force flees from the pink giant. "Miss Gold, remind me never to tick you off."Mel responds chuckling, "Your welcome, Lieutenant."
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Posted: Thu Feb 17, 2011 6:31 pm
"Lt. Garfield to Songbird."
Melissa tapped her thoat mike, "Go ahead Lieutenant."
"Yeah, there's alarms going off at S.T.A.R. Labs. I'm already sendin units, but go and give the bird's eye, will ya?"
"On my way," Songbird responded and then flew toward the facility.
[Exit Songbird to S.T.A.R. Labs (Central City)]
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Posted: Fri Feb 18, 2011 11:55 am
(Enter from Metropolis)
Remy stepped off a Greyhound bus and looked around at the city. He then headed off to a small coffee shop and sat down, ordering a coffee to wait for his friends.
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Posted: Tue Feb 22, 2011 12:33 pm
Dr. Emil Velinski was walking home with a bag of groceries after the all clear from the ancient warning system from the Cold War. At least, I don't have to worry about the Russians, The elderly but spry scientist thought to himself.
The doctor walked up to a newspaper stand and purchased a paper, "How are you doing Charlie?"
The vendor responds with a smile, "I'm doin great, Doc. I'm just glad the thunderstorm passed us by.... and those Commies, too."
"I'm with you there, Charlie," Velinski smiled back, then the scientist heard footsteps approach and turned to see who it was.
There was no one there.
For a brief moment or two, Velinski looked around in confusion, then suddenly he felt something constrict around his throat. Dropping what he had in his hands, Dr. Velinski tried to claw at invisible hands wringing his neck, suffocating him. The vendor cried out for help thinking that Dr. Velinski was having a heart attack.
But it was too late. The doctor was dead, and his invisible killer dropped him on the pavement like something to be discarded. The invisible killer silently chuckled and walked away unseen.
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Posted: Tue Feb 22, 2011 1:12 pm
((Enter Jonah Hex))
Coming out from Gotham a lone strange character appearingly aimless drifted into Central city. Where th' hell are you, Cajun? he thought as he walked over to a diner, walking in . . . he still was a little dazed to the bazooka blast, but the food he ate on the way out of Gotham had kept him above water.
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Posted: Wed Feb 23, 2011 9:26 pm
Suppai was walking through downtown when she noticed a power spike from S.T.A.R Labs and was about to head there when some old man dropped his stuff and started struggling for air. She stopped and just watched, something was off.
The man was acting like someone that she had strangled. Her hand raised to her chin in intrigue for noone was apparently there and she was too far to smell the area.
It was obvious to her as the old man suffocated to death yet he still stayed up for a few moments befor he dropped to the ground.
Suppai shrugged and continued on. A stranger was no concern to her but the mannor of death was indeed odd.
Once out of sight of anyone she turned herself invisible and took off towards the Labs.
(Exit Suppai to S.T.A.R. Labs)
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Posted: Sun Mar 06, 2011 6:40 am
((Enter Arell))
Arell walked to Central City (once again, Antigua was away) and looked around. Hmm, hard to tell where one city ends and one begins around here. the big Cajun thought as he walked into the Diner Hex was at.
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Posted: Sun Mar 06, 2011 9:30 pm
A voice chirped over Arell's cell and Gambit's X-Men comm, "Gentlemen, this is Oracle. Professor Xavier has allowed me to use the communications here. We desparately need two scientists found: Dr Emil Velinski living in Columbus Square and Dr. Taylor Cartwright on Grant Ave. I've sent the actual addresses to both of you. Decide between yourselves who's going where."
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Posted: Mon Mar 07, 2011 7:22 pm
Arell responded. "10-4, Oracle. I'll go on 'head an' start lookin'." Arell said, but Hex overheard.
"Better late than never, boy. Let's split." the disfigured cowboy said as they exited the diner, ready to hit the streets looking for the two scientists.
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Posted: Mon Mar 07, 2011 8:14 pm
(Who's going after which scientist?)
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Posted: Tue Mar 08, 2011 8:16 am
((Hex and Arell aren't sure what's going on with Gambit. So to their knowledge, they're just off to the closest one))
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Posted: Tue Mar 08, 2011 10:53 pm
Remy smiled as he took out his comunicator. ''Well hello there, che'. Very nice ta meet ya.'' He spoke to Barbara. He then heard the other Cajun speak. ''So, what one are you goin after?'' His accent was almost as thick as Arell's.
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