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 Posted: Fri May 24, 2013 4:37 am
 Cynder shivered when Butcher revealed himself, she could tell from the mere way he talked, how dangerous this guy was. A dark guy indeed. Shutting down the presentation, she observed the camera’s that flashed across the screen. She saw Black Lightning. Oh? Someone else who could be a potential recruit jotting the CEO’s name down; Adam Evens’ CEO of electric company. She saw why! His ability to control and manipulate electrical currents was amazing. Putting an ear piece in, she could talk to her master this way, and await more instructions. She had been given, the a-okay to awake Plasmus. To inject him with the fear bombs, and to send him away to the Tower. Very well. She shall do what she was told. She pressed the button, that brought him down, and the canister opened, and tipped over letting the sleeping male out. “Plasmus, my lovely. Time for you to wake up!” The bald male’s eyes shot open. =================================================================================== “No! I mustn’t wake up… I am not human when I wa---“ It was too late… he had already began to change. When he finished, he let out an ear splitting GARRROOOOAAAHHH. The purple blob only got bigger and bigger. He was already in his second form, with the multiple acidic green eyes. Though they were not eyes, like the name implied they were acid. He moved his hands, and his feet. And then he looked up at Cynder as if awaiting an order. He opened his mouth and hissed, the slime making a hissing noise. =================================================================================== Cynder smiled as her little pet awoke, “Plasmus, master Slade, wants you to store the fear bombs, mister Crane supplied us. In your body, make the Titans fear the Brotherhood! Make the Titans fear Slade. This is the beginning of the fall of the…. Of the Titans.” She did hesitate when she spoke that sentence. “Now go Plasmus. Go among the Titans, go from the Sewers and do what Lord Slade bids.” She pointed to the crate, and then the sewer lid, that led below the city. She displayed the map and layout of the tower for the glob. She noted Bane’s idea, and smirked. Pressing the button on her ear piece, she talked to Slade. “Mr. Bane has brought some venom with him, he suggests to give it to common thieves. That way, it’s a crossfire, between Plasmus and the lowlife thugs.” She relayed the message and idea. Next time… before everyone left… She needs to give them an ear piece so they could hear her, so she could guide them among the city. ==================================================================================== The glob of acid, nodded and went the crates of fear gas, simply placing them in his body. This.. was going to be an interesting day. The day the Titans would know TRUE fear. Once he finished placing the containers in his body. Lifting the sewer lip, his body fell down. And he was now in the sewers. OoC: Next Plasmus post: Sewers
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Posted: Mon May 27, 2013 9:35 am
((edited)) The Butcher voicing his plans made Aaron wish he had never asked. He was not sure what unnerved him the most: Robby’s plan or his voice. It was most likely a tie. Termite made a mental note not to give the guy a reason to be angry with him in the future. ”I got to hand it to you, that’s a mighty fine plan,” he complimented, meaning every word. Who knows? His life probably depended on giving a good response to the Butcher’s idea.
Aaron decided that since everybody was leaving the base for their own reasons, he decided to do the same. Otherwise he would be alone with the Butcher. Deathstroke had told them to watch the cameras to study their teammates’ actions, and Aaron did not want to disobey him, so hopefully the others would return to the base soon. He really did not want to be in a room full of shadowy corners with that guy around. Perhaps by the time he returned from his room there would be more people, although he would not be gone for long. He just wanted to retrieve a few things.
The mechanic attempted to walk casually to the vent in the back of the room, but as he got near he broke out in a sprint and scrambled into it. That Butcher guy was really getting to him.
((to Termite’s room)) 
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the_village_crazy Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon May 27, 2013 9:17 pm
Cynder watched the cams, and smirked, she did research on Adam Evens, once before. Slade had done something horrible to him, and his parents. Smirking at the opportunity, she switched on her ear piece and spoke. “Master, I am sending Black Lightning your way, also he is a potential recruit. Be careful… apparently you did something to the Even’s family. He may try to kill you. Also, I am going to give the other’s ear pieces, so its easier to talk. Give me an affirmative before I do.” Cynder smiled as she turned to the pair that was still in the room. “You two, take these ear pieces I can talk to that way. I meant to give them to the others before they left.” She flipped her laptop back on, and her fingers flew across the key board, hacking a payphone that was near Black Lightning. Making it say Slades co-ordinates, and making sure it gave a description of what was going on. ‘This is Cynder, Deathstrokes apprentice. He is at this address, and is waiting for you there. However! You must wait, till I call you back, or I will inform him of your arrival, and that you do not listen. I know you who you are Adam Evens, I know everything about you. So you Black Lightning, you must do as I say. Answer the phone again, in 15 minutes, and I will talk to you personally, instead of it being a typed message, that is read out loud. Thanks.’ Cynder smirked at her job well done, before she sent a command to Plasmus, she had placed a earpiece in his ear before he woke up a long time ago. So it was in the goop of a body somewhere. “Plasmus, I want you to place, exactly three bombs in each of the four main sewer lines, to attack the city. They will fear the Titans, and will succumb to Slade. After that, proceed to the Tower, and do what was planned. You are merely there to learn what the new Titans are capable of. I want you to split into 6 smaller versions of yourself, so you wont be one hundred percent defeated, and so you can call all of your smaller counter parts back to your body, when we receive the amount of info we need. I will give you further directions in twenty five minutes.” She switched the ear piece back to Slade’s frequency and waited for a reply. OoC: HEHEHEHEHE
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Posted: Tue May 28, 2013 10:25 am
 Five minutes later the sound of rattling metal and objects scraping the metal floor could be heard deep in the back of the room behind various computers. Termite climbed out from behind a large computer monitor and slid everything back into place. He made his way to the other side of the room where his empty seat was waiting for him. The resident mechanic was deep in thought and was unaware that Plasmus’ canister was being lowered. What snapped Aaron out of his thoughts was the scream of a man making a gruesome transformation. Termite turned around to face the source and was startled to see the man in mid-transformation. ”Oh, crap,” he exclaimed as he jumped back, his fists raised in a fighting position. It took only a few seconds for him to realize what was happening. “Wow, we’re doing the plan now,” he said aloud. ”I mean, I knew that it was happening soon…..I just didn’t know this soon.”
He sat on the ground, his back resting on his chair and unpacked his bag. The mechanic took off the goggles he kept on his mask and let them hang on his neck. The room was dark and he wanted to be better able to see what he was doing. He took out his suit and spread it out on the floor. He unpacked his sewing kit and began implanting his internal heating/cooling and water system into his suit, every now and again looking up at the computer monitors. He did not look at anyone, but had noticed Cynder was there. Aaron was grateful for this, knowing he was not alone with the Butcher.
Speaking of Cynder, Aaron had overhead her suggesting to Deathstroke that she give earpieces to the other members of the Brotherhood. Knowing the boss man would most likely say yes, the mechanic stood up and went to the woman. He took the ear piece, gave a nod of thanks, planted his piece into his ear and returned to his work. As Aaron sewed, he overheard Cynder give instructions to Plasmus. Termite was a spy, but had no means of communicating with the League or the Titans. There was no way he could warn them of what was happening. However, in Aaron’s delusional mind, this was just fine. He was in the Brotherhood more as a saboteur rather than a spy. And Aaron had only been in the Brotherhood for a few months, so it was too early to actually sabotage any of the group’s plans, otherwise his cover would be blown. He believed the Titans and the League would understand if he just sat back and watch, since for now that was all he could do. Perhaps in the event of a confrontation, he could pass some information to a Titan. But until then there was nothing he could do.
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the_village_crazy Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu May 30, 2013 6:33 am
Once Cynder got the a-okay to give Adam Evens the address for Slade and his daughter, she smirked and called the payphone again. She smirked, and smiled deeply. Oh things were about to get good, before she called she observed the camera’s and frowned. They were supposed to engage! Assuming Deadshot had an ear piece for directions and where-abouts for his prey. She tapped into it, “Deadshot, this is Cynder, in exactly 15 minutes I will be giving Plasmus the order to fill the city and the Titans Tower with fear gas. Can you make sure our people are out of there, as soon as possible you guys were not suppose to engage! I repeat not suppose to engage! However I am watching the fight on camera, I am analyzing what they can do.” She flicked the switch off from her ear piece, and called the phone. She knew Mister Evens would answer, once he did, she spoke in a sweet and innocent voice, “Hello Mister Evens, this is Cynder. You can call me Miss Burns though if you want to be formal. Anyways, make sure your listening, because I am only going to tell you once. They are at Roses Lodge, out in the Eastern part of the city. He is aware of your coming, so the element of surprise will not work, for either of you. And if you harm my master, I will personally see that you are destroyed, starting with your precious company.” She waited for his reply, before continuing to speak. However Slade had the element of surprise, because he was with his daughter. Taking a brush out, she started to brush her long brown hair. As she waited. Placing the call on mute, she turned towards Termite. “Termite, you have 15 minutes, to get to Deadshot and the others, you have to convince them to take the fight to the air, for Plasmus is going to set fear among the city. These ear pieces are rather simple, they all have the same frequency, even though I am talking to Slade or one of the others, you can still hear me. Make sure Blackfire, and Butcher get these as well. Remember 15 minutes. Now go!” She switched her ear piece back on, “Master Slade…. Blackfire, Deadshot, and Butcher all engaged the Titans. Plasmus is going to engulf the city with fear gas soon. Orders? Also, sent Termite out to retrieve our people. Oh and Slade… Little Jinx, is with the Titans. There is a Titan who can control men while she sings, and another that uses poisons. Little Terra is up in tower with her precious BB, and Nightwing, and the rest are on the shore.” OoC:
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Posted: Thu May 30, 2013 2:21 pm
The final stitch had been made. Aaron held up his new uniform by the shoulders and grinned at his success. He did not need to try it on to know the internal functions would work. He had tried them in his coveralls the first time he had ‘borrowed’ the devices. Now all that was left was to break it in.
The timing was perfect. Aaron’s new costume had been completed just in time for a mission. His teammates had gone against their boss’s orders and engaged their enemies. Cynder had tasked him with going to them and having them take the battle away from the ground where Plasmus would release the poison. He hung his new suit over his shoulder and took the ear pieces. ”Fifteen minutes? To get there?” He scoffed. ”I only need ten. And I’ll be sure to—wait, did you say the Butcher was with them?” He looked around the room and shivered. The saboteur had not known the guy had even left the room. ”Well, it’s official. I will never sleep again.”
He ducked behind his chair and changed into his suit. It only took about two minutes to switch outfits. ”Actually, it’ll only take me eight minutes, but I needed the extra two to change.” He packed his bag with his coveralls, strapped the bag on and then did his signature move: he left the room in a completely different way than the last time. ”Stay still,” Termite warned as he bolted towards Cynder. He dropped and slid into the base of the computer monitor he and Cynder had been watching. His feet hit the base which opened up like a doggy door and disappeared inside the machine itself. The mechanic had done that a few days ago. He had made a lot of ‘adjustments’ in the mansion. This was not a secret, however each ‘adjustment’ to be revealed was a surprise. Termite’s new costume:  Location: The Base, but leaving for East Street.
Company: Alone
Thoughts: Time to shine, baby!
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the_village_crazy Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Jun 01, 2013 8:56 pm
 Red X ~when it comes to being selfishim the best in the worlddon't underestimate me
Xxxxx --------------------------------{x}---------------------------------- xxxxX
X walked along the hallways that seemed to branch from the original tunnel to confuse unwanted guests. he walked a little longer but caught onto something that helped lead him the right way, one of the other members looked what looks like mud or dirt on their shoe that showed him the rest of the way. coming into a wide open room with-high tech equipment from wall to wall with a large holographic round table in the middle of the room but no one seemed to be around.
walking up to the round table he swung a chair around and took a seat and looked at the the room as a whole. but he still didn't understand why it seemed so deserted. maybe the came at a bad time?, or maybe they are all out to assist that guy who killed that little girl?. he didn't believe that these that such hard core criminals would just appear in jump city unless they had the right kind of motivation. propping his feet up he leaned back and put his hands behind his head and guessed he would wait for some one to come and greet him or try and make him leave, what ever one came first really didn't matter to him as long as he wasn't waiting long.
getting a good view of this large room he didn't want to get bored waiting for some one to greet him, being the hyped and active guy he was he started spinning around in the chair as if it were a children's toy. after a few moments of this he realized if some one walked in on him spinning they might not take him as seriously as they would if he were just sitting still. he stopped spinning himself around and stood up and walked around to get a better feel for the place
Xxxxx --------------------------------{x}---------------------------------- xxxxX
~but just because i look out for me
don't just assume
that i cant play the hero when i want
Location:
With: titans
Emotions: wooooow
Thought:never seen that in this city before...
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Posted: Mon Jun 03, 2013 6:06 pm
 Cynder heard everything, from the screams of Hannah, too, Termite, to Slade. Even Deadshot’s voice sounded in her ear. However she was more focused on the intruder, that made it in. Pressing a button on her wheel chair, the entire room turned inside out, hiding all the computers, plans everything. With a second push, the lights flickered, and she screamed, “Help me! Help me!” She was unaware of this person whom invaded, “Master Slade, a person with a Red X appeared in our base… I am going to put him down.” She rolled her wheelchair, and formed a digital watch, as she tipped her wheel chair over and fell out of it, screaming for help. “HELP!” She couldn’t move except her arms, as she tried to flip her wheel chair over, which was now in its base form, a plain normal wheelchair. She had more important things to do… She had to end this in only a few minutes. There would be absolutely no time to hold back. She programmed her watch, so her mech and its equipment were ready, and she did it quickly. She was crying, her ear piece was on, this entire time, to show her display once she was in her mech, the camera’s of everything will appear on the dashboard of her mech. Until then the others were on their own, she had to wait for Plamus to get readt anyways. Samantha, waited for the male to in the red, black, and white costume to rush to her side. There was no way, he could know what she could do. She never left the mansion, she always just aided from the earpiece, and watched the camera’s or worked on her mech. She had never once been sent out on a field mission. OoC:
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Posted: Mon Jun 03, 2013 10:37 pm
Red X ~when it comes to being selfishim the best in the worlddon't underestimate me
Xxxxx --------------------------------{x}---------------------------------- xxxxX
X jerked his head around head around the room as the computers and the tech went away, he didn't like surprises because they normally meant something bad was going to happen to him. People often have those feelings that something is about to happen to them, call it his gut feeling but he wasn't about to be caught off guard over anything. looking around the room the shriek for help rang into his ear darting down his hall he got the the edge of the hallway and stuck to the corner, looking around the corner to what he thought was going to be a big buffed guy but the only thing he saw was a girl that had fallen out of her wheel chair. Coming out from behind the corner he looked onto the fallen girl and started to walk over to help, but once he was around six feet away he stopped and tilted his head and stuck his hand out exposing the big X on his hand. shooting off an X on the wheel chair and on the girl herself the first X disables any electronic on the wheel chair and the second one did the same thing. he wasn't going to take any chances in the main HQ of all villains, the last person he underestimated was the titans and what did that get him...a star blast to the face and his first belt stolen away by Bird boy. Walking over to the girl he knelt down and flipped over her wheelchair but left the girl on the ground. picking her up and put her in her chair, he took a few steps back he kept his arms at his side and an X style blade came from the from of his hand just to stick on the safe side " what is such a cute girl doing in a place like this?, and on that note don't assume I'm a titans either". the last thing he wanted is for them to miss take him as a titan and have every Vivian in the city gunning for him because of a misunderstanding," i just got curious after seeing some of you aquatints I'm guessing slaughtered a little girl"
Xxxxx --------------------------------{x}---------------------------------- xxxxX
~but just because i look out for me
don't just assume
that i cant play the hero when i want
Location:
With: titans
Emotions: wooooow
Thought:never seen that in this city before...
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Posted: Wed Jun 05, 2013 8:13 am
Cynder stared as the male walked towards her, she already had a plan, and her guard was up. When the male, disabled all the technology on the wheelchair, she smirked she didn’t need that. Everything was on her watch, now. When he put her back in the wheelchair, she looked at him, and rolled around in it. Trying to figure out what her next move was, when a blade came out of the figure in the shape of an X. Cynder’s mind was filtering through the Jump City databases, Slade’s database, and the Titans… This male was Red X. “I see no cute girl here Red X. You better not underestimate me X, believe me, facing me would be worse than facing the entire Teen Titans.” She rolled around in the chair again, looking at his costume analyzing it. She flipped open her watch, and the mech formed around her, first around her legs so now she stood. It was red color, after that it formed up her body, covering her mid section. Metallic wings appeared to hover from her back, the machine from there formed around her arms, and it was an impressive site. The entire time this happened, she glowed white, but it was for mere seconds. She tested the Mech, it was the first time, she was in need of using it. With her mind rushing with dashboard, an energy sword appeared in her hand. “Leave X. I do not know, how you got in here. But you do not belong. So get out, you already saw more than you should have, and you are the first besides my master to see my ability. She took a step forward, then a second. With her computer skills, her engineering and mechanic skills, she developed her own power. It was one of a kind. She saw Termite, Butcher and Blackfire all appear, Blackfire crushed her ear piece, while Butcher mentioned she liked how she screamed…. Termite was the only one who seemed to be worried. She grinned, and took a step closer again to Red X. “So what is it going to be? And how do you know, who my aquatints are? You know nothing about me, or my plans." OoC:
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Posted: Wed Jun 05, 2013 3:38 pm
Red X ~when it comes to being selfishim the best in the worlddon't underestimate me
Xxxxx --------------------------------{x}---------------------------------- xxxxX
X was watching her closely as she circled him. she reminded him of a shark before they strike for the kill. Keeping the blade close to his side he didn't want to strike first because he didn't know what she would retaliate with. once she made her full circle his jaw drooped in his mask once the seemingly disabled girl just transformed into mecca! bringing his Blade up to defend himself from the impending attack. gritting his teeth, he tried to think of things he could do to beat this machine before it got a chance to beat him. sticking his hand up so that the X was pointing his palm at her.
"you're definitely full of surprises, ill give you that!, but if your comparing yourself to the titans then i really don't have anything to fear from you"
he chuckled and shrugged her threat off but he knew better than to compare her foes to the titans. but he didn't understand the hostility? he wasn't a titan so why did she want it out so badly?. his hear started to race as he stood waiting for her to make her first move. Taking some deep breathes he couldn't allow himself to get to anxious or it could mean death but even that he could feel himself twitching with adrenaline. seeing that he had his work cut out for him but what he really wanted to know what her angle in this group was. Just from what he is seeing he didn't know why she was cooped up in this base. he didn't really feel like fighting so he brought his hand back down and retracted his blade " I'm not in the mood for a fight, i just wanted to meet the two that caused so much havoc on east street earlier today, that's it"
He slowly brought his hands to his head so that she could see that he wasn't reaching for any weapon. he was sly and clever but he could tell when he was out matched. looking to the mecca that stood before him he could tell that there was no way that she was going to be alone for long and if he could stall at least he would be able to meet the two he was interested in. For now he wanted to find out about the girl in front of him because she had offers something he doesn't see to often see.
Xxxxx --------------------------------{x}---------------------------------- xxxxX
~but just because i look out for me
don't just assume
that i cant play the hero when i want
Location: True base of operation
With: Cynder
Emotions: On guard
Thought surprised f everything that could have happen
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Posted: Wed Jun 05, 2013 5:01 pm
Robby "The Butcher" GravesFriendly Neighborhood Psychopath Company: Blackfire Thinking: Soon... The real fun will begin! Feeling: Ready to flay the skin off of the intruder AND Cynder. "Kill you? Ha! Oh, you poor, deluded fool... I'm not just going to kill you. Oh, no. You're getting something a lot more fun than that..." Robby entered the room silently, just as Cynder transformed. He smirked at that, walking forward silently as the two conversed. The man was the same who'd shouted at him from the rooftop, who'd challenged his methods. His eyes flared wide in anticipation of tearing this man's flesh from his bones. He no longer cared that Cynder was involved; she'd get hers soon enough. The plain and simple fact of the matter was, this man before him had directly insulted him. Made him angry. And that was going to be this man's last mistake.
"Looks like the cripple's got a kick, after all," he said suddenly, chuckling as the man finished talking. At this point Robby was only a few feet from his back, smirk plastered to his face as his bloodthirsty eyes glared at the back of the man's head. "And my own adoring fanbase has come, the paparazzi clamoring for my autograph. Sorry, no pictures," he grunted, eyes gleaming as he licked his lips. "Shouldn'ta come if you weren't looking for a fight, pal... This club here is pretty exclusive, if you catch my drift. Just walking in here... Well. It ain't exactly good for your health. If you know what I mean." He chuckled darkly at that, taking another step forward. His fingers seemed to swell for a moment, before suddenly popping like water balloons; blood splashed on the floor around him, and the bones in his hands suddenly lengthened and sharpened into almost demonic looking claws. He tapped his chin with one finger while posing a mock-thoughtful face, smirking at the man. Each tap sliced his chin open a bit, but the cut sealed up before it could even begin bleeding.
"Now... What to do with you," he mused, grinning wickedly. "We can't very well let you just waltz on out the same way you came in. You could tell the Titans where our little club is, and they're a bunch of party crashers... Then again, I'm not exactly fond of the idea of extending an invitation of welcome to someone so... Well. Someone like you," he corrected, smirking at the man as he took another threatening step forward. "That leaves one of two options. I could just kill you and be done with it. That'd be too easy, though," he said, chuckling. "Oh, yes. Far too easy... For you. I think our gracious host would allow me the pleasure of keeping you as... A pet, of sorts." He laughed at that, claws gleaming in the artificial light like obsidian as the blood began drying black. "You and me, we can have fun for a long, long time... Maybe you'll even get to see what color your insides are. Would you like that? I could show you how long your intestines stretch out for before you die. Whadda ya think?" He cackled at that, suddenly leaping forward to the man, lashing out with his claws.
He didn't have the element of surprise- he'd given that up by talking, and by letting his weapons be seen before attacking. He didn't even have the advantage of giving it his all; he was trying to take the man alive, for now. The attack, one claw swiping at his legs, the other at his left arm, wouldn't be lethal; it would merely render him more or less immobile by lacerating his limbs. Robby was going to tear the Red X to pieces, whether Cynder liked it or not. Let the little mecha girl keep him busy; one way or another, Robby was going to get to the Red X. And when he did, the man would not come out the other side intact. If he came out at all. "I'm going to kill everyone you've ever loved, right in front of you. With a smile on my face. I'm going to make you beg for death. I'm not just going to kill you... I'm going to make you wish you'd never been born."
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the_village_crazy Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Jun 05, 2013 11:02 pm
 Termite dropped out of a moved tile in the ceiling and landed beside…..a mech suit? Cynder had a mech suit! And it wasn’t from her wheelchair, which sat in front of the computer monitors. So where on Earth did Cynder get a mech suit? Aaron knew she was a great engineer, but this…… he wasn’t sure if he was impressed or terrified. He gave a sigh of relief. Cynder’s screams on the earpiece were obviously just a ruse to buy herself some time to get that suit up and running. She had not been in any real danger then. Aaron was not an expert on mech suits, but surely anyone could agree that such a thing could take out multiple foes at once. It sure did look like it could.
He looked to the intruder, a man dressed completely in black, which made him a barely noticeable in the dark room. The only parts of him noticeable were his white mask and the large red X on his forehead and another on his chest. And look what the cat dragged in. The Butcher was there and up to his old tricks. He had his bone claws out and was now swinging at the intruder. Termite had heard the Butcher’s threats through the vents. If the intruder survived this attack……the Butcher would make him wish he hadn’t. There was blood on the floor, not far from the two men’s position. Termite had not been in the room when the Butcher unsheathed his claws. So when he saw the blood, Aaron assumed the intruder was on the losing end of this fight. It was time to do something.
”That’s enough, Butcher,” Aaron demanded. It wasn’t that he thought Slade would be upset if this intruder was dead on the floor before he could be interrogated. Aaron spoke up because there had been too much bloodshed already. Something had to be done. ”No more killing. We’re gonna wait for Deathstroke to get here and sort this out.” He slowly reached into the belt that was slung across his torso and pulled out a small blaster. He held it at his side so the Butcher could see it. It used to be one of the blasters Deathstroke would give to his robotic minions, but Aaron had taken one and modified it, making it in the form of a traditional gun. It had two settings: stun and lethal. But it wasn’t like he could simply kill the Butcher. He just needed to protect himself long enough for the boss to return. ”I’m not gonna say it again.” He flicked a small switch on the blaster, putting it on the lethal setting. ”Step away from him.” Location: Base of Operations
Company:
Thoughts: I won't let him do it again.
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Posted: Wed Jun 05, 2013 11:21 pm
Robby "The Butcher" GravesFriendly Neighborhood Psychopath Company: Blackfire, Red X, Cynder, and Termite... Thinking: This little ******** is grinding on my last nerve. Feeling: ******** Cynder, and ******** the intruder. I am DONE with this little runt! "Kill you? Ha! Oh, you poor, deluded fool... I'm not just going to kill you. Oh, no. You're getting something a lot more fun than that..." He was in mid-swing when he heard that weasely little runt's voice in his ears. He grinned, knowing Cynder wouldn't let the intruder escape- for the very reason he'd just stated, the man could tell the Titans where their base was- and turned to his supposed 'ally.' He chuckled darkly as he stepped towards the man, glowering with hatred as his lips split into a wicked grin. "Did you hear that, Blackfire? Cynder? I think I heard ol' Termite's here balls drop. Took 'em long enough. How old are you, bug? Fifteen? Sixteen? And you're gonna be the big, bad man who takes down the Butcher." He laughed at that, taking another step forward. He'd been tired of this fool from the first moment he'd looked at him, and finally the damn idiot had given him a reason to act. This was gonna be fun.
"Nobody's killing anybody," he whistled innocently, smirking a bit as he examined his claw-hands nonchalantly. "I was just showing our... Uninvited guest here, a little hospitality. That's all. Or do you think we should let him go? Let him run on over to our friends, the Titans, and tell them where we are? Because I don't think that'd end very well, for anyone involved. Or maybe you like watching people die?" He asked, smirking as he walked forward slowly, inch by inch. "Because if those Titans show up, I am going to do everything in my power to make sure someone doesn't make it out of that struggle alive. Way you're acting, maybe you should start praying that someone isn't you." His presence was made all the more intimidating by the fact that he was beginning to grow; he was nearly six and a half feet tall now, and hadn't stopped yet. "Deathstroke should have sorted it out before it happened. But here this meatsack is, sitting around in our own backyard. And you're okay with that. Or maybe you're just afraid to fight him?" He chuckled again at that, taking another step forward.
"But you're not afraid to point a gun at me. Oooh, safety off and everything- the threat must be real, this time," Robby said, grinning maliciously as he came face-to-face with Termite. He was less than two feet away now, and he'd stopped growing; he was about six foot seven at this point, staring down at Termite with coal eyes burning with rage, and a smile begging for blood. He took one more step forward, and his midsection pressed against the barrel of the gun. "You gonna do it, ya little pest? Little man, big gun, thinks he can tell me what to do. Thinks he can tell me not to kill. Well, let me tell you something," he hissed, clawed hand suddenly flying at Termite's hand. He lacked the precision to aim only at the gun, thanks to the size of his claws, but he figured maiming this little pissant wasn't exactly the worst thing he could do. He wasn't even sure what Termite did, aside from irritate him constantly. "You only made me want to kill you, instead!""I'm going to kill everyone you've ever loved, right in front of you. With a smile on my face. I'm going to make you beg for death. I'm not just going to kill you... I'm going to make you wish you'd never been born."
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