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 Posted: Wed Mar 04, 2009 5:01 pm
ooc-i thought that g a in queens was an in-joke, since ollie queen IS Green arrow.
anyway...
Hayden nodded as solomnly as he could at red-lens. He made sence-in a group THIS big, I should be safe. And they'd let him keep the Medusa Mask-it wasn't very happy right now, but Roger sure felt better then if they were parted. Without the Medusa Mask, Psycho-Pirate was just Roger Hayden, not interesting enough AT ALL to be payed attention to. And if you aren't in the lime-light, you're as good as dead...
Underneath the mask, as it had been kept on his face, Roger glared at the loud-mouth newcommer in the red and blue spider-themed pagamas and headmask. As if HE were one to talk about fation sence...
Drawing himself up to attempt to look dignified and indignant, even bound up in chains again, but didn't dare try and cast any emotional change just yet-he and his Medusa Mask both needed time to recouperate. And as long as Roger expressed his own emotions, things wouldn't get TOO bad...
"My name is THE Psycho-Pirate, actually. I am the master of Emotion, and as such i chose the comedy and tragedy masks as my emblom-but I am NOT a clown, and have absolutly NOTHING to do with chess. I can't see how you'd make that mistake. But there is ABSOLUTLY NOTHING wrong with this costume, it certainly looks better then yours-did you mother make it for you for halloween? She must have been colourblind. I made and designed this apropiately dramatic outfit myself years ago, when I first gained my powers-and nearly murdered my poor fingers on that old piece-of-junk sewing macine I had to use too..." he ended darkly. That sinister contraption had been quite difficult to opperate-the thing had been obtuse on urpose he had decided. Once it had no longer been needed, the newly-equipt Psycho-Pirate had pushed it out of a fifth story window just for the satisfaction of watching it fall to pieces on the sidewalk below. Of course no one had bee hurt-why attract such undue attention before the fun's even started?!
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Posted: Wed Mar 04, 2009 5:04 pm
((IT was kind of a half-joke. It was designed to make Canary panic for a second, and then realize what he was saying. So... Yeah. If she wants to read it as just a joke, that's fine.))
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Posted: Wed Mar 04, 2009 9:04 pm
((Enter Daily Bugle))
"I mean nothing by it, just curious."
The Commissar was prepared for confrontations with Kryptonians, but not with the plan he had previously set. All of his Kryptonite ammo was back at Eastern Bloc HQ and he doubted that Super Girl would let him go grab them. Trying to escape a Kryptonian was nothing but a nuisance; they always seemed to find you even after their planet were gone.
"Can you just let me down? I mean that literally too, feel free to drop me anytime! I have an organization to run you know and being handled by some woman from a dead planet isn't exactly on my list, savvy?"
If he worked hard enough, the Commissar could work bit by bit to get Super Girl angry enough to slip up and one mistake was all Commissar needed to escape from her. The Commissar didn't have plans to be carried around all day and dropped off at a newspaper place. All of his weapons needed to be picked up too or he would have to set them off next time he had a chance or Fisk could get his hands on them later.
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Posted: Wed Mar 04, 2009 9:09 pm
 "Let's just keep it to one." Roxanne said as she picked up Rosie again. She glanced back towards the end of the building again. She didn't sence anything dangerous...but still.
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Posted: Wed Mar 04, 2009 9:14 pm
{Enter from Fisk Towers}
Dead... planet. Hoooboy. Stay calm, Kara. He's trying to get on your nerves. Stay calm. Breathe in, breathe out. "Gosh," she said flatly, "I'm not at the top of your list? What's a girl to do?" Hovering several hundred feet above the other costumed heroes, who were still in the process of dealing with the guy they'd been tying up earlier, she took a deep breath. Wow. It was going to be so much fun to be interrogated like a teenager who'd snuck out with the car. Still, it was becoming increasingly obvious that she could not allow this... person?... to get away. She was also growing more in more invested in finding out just what he was. "Hey, Canary! Hey, Webs! I'm back! Did you get my present? I practically gift wrapped him."
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Posted: Wed Mar 04, 2009 9:58 pm
Spider-man looked incredulously down at...wait, Psycho Pirate? "Your name is 'Psycho Pirate?'" Spider-man said. Wow, did anyone ever teach you anything about the concept of a unifying theme? I mean hey, say whatever you want about my costume (and I do want to say that I make spandex look a lot better than you do) but at least its got symbolism that makes sense with my name and powers. See, I'm a man with spider powers, and my name is Spider-man, hence I have a spider symbol in the center of a webbed background on my costume. If you were going with a name like 'Psycho Pirate' you should have come up with something that would have made you look like a pirate!! Still, I guess the 'psycho' part comes across pretty well..."
At this moment, Spider-man was distracted by a voice from the sky, he looked up to see the same girl who had vanished a few minutes earlier when he'd been trying to convince her to stop and converse with the rest of the spandex-clad nutjobs who were quickly transforming the Daily Bugle rooftop into a landing strip. Was it his imagination or was ther something different about her outfit... Hey! Superchick! Back from Fatty McFatface's place already? And you had time to change? And you brought me a present? Please tell me its that new BB gun I've been wanting, my mom keeps saying 'You'll shoot your eye out' but I really don't care that much... Wait, did you say 'him'? 'Him' who?"
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Posted: Wed Mar 04, 2009 10:14 pm
Kara would have face-palmed, but she was holding onto the Russian brain-in-a-suit, so she settled for closing her eyes long-sufferingly for a brief moment. "Okay. Let me get this straight. I get Fisk, aka Fatty McFatface, out of his building, dump him here, run back to take care of a freaking bomb, and you don't even notice him? I'm pretty sure that he's visible from space!" Without waiting for an answer, she looked over the side of the building. Sure enough, there was Fisk, basically right where she'd left him. Well, he was a considerate bad guy, she had to give him that. "Oh, good. It must be slow going when you have to roll in order to move; he's still there."
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Posted: Wed Mar 04, 2009 10:22 pm
In disbelief, Spider-man walked to the edge of the building and glanced down, sure enough, there on the sidewalk was fisk. "Oh, great" Pete said, "The Stay-puff marshmellow man is attacking New York, doesn't that mean the world is about to end? On a serious note, Daredevil, you need to come see this."
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Posted: Wed Mar 04, 2009 10:32 pm
"Oh, yes, come see!" Kara said sarcastically, glancing over her shoulder at the man who was dressed up like a devil. "Don't bother to go down and get him, or anything." Shifting the Russian so that she had a free hand, she flew down to get Fisk. "Oh, Wiiiilson! Did you miss me?"
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Posted: Wed Mar 04, 2009 10:40 pm
Fisk was just about to start towards his building again when he heard that girl's voice again and stopped with a slight grimmace. Now what...?
Before he had time to look up, he flet her grab onto the back of his shirt and lift him off the ground again.
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Posted: Wed Mar 04, 2009 10:44 pm
Spider-man grinned sardonically "Well you obviously have Moby d**k well in hand, we wouldn't want to step on your toes..." He trailed off, her costume was different, Pete supposed that she could've changed mid-trip (obviously she was frikin' fast) but what was truly disconcerting to him about her new wardrobe was the color scheme, it brought up some bad memories, and gave his spider-sense a funny tingle that he hadn't felt in a long time. "Hey, where did those new duds come from anyway?" Spidey asked apprehensively.
(ooc, I figured this symbiote would trigger his spidey sense, since the Venom symbiote did before it bonded to him, and Carnage would have to if he hadn't inherited the genetic trait from Venom. Since the Chaos Symbiote is not [to my knowledge] a descendant of venom, nor has it bonded with peter, it should still be detectable. [and how!] )
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Posted: Wed Mar 04, 2009 10:46 pm
One man dangling from each hand, Kara flew back up to the rooftop, where she deposited Fisk next to the incredibly irritating spider-guy... Or maybe she was just mentally over-tired. "There. Now he really is gift wrapped; you just have to find someplace to put him. By the way, I don't suppose either one of you knows any government-level scient- She paused. "Wait, what?"
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Posted: Wed Mar 04, 2009 10:50 pm
(ooc, what's he look like again? The character list says he's marvel, but I couldn't find his Bio on the bios page or on wikipedia.)
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Posted: Wed Mar 04, 2009 10:51 pm
((He's original, and he's a Russian in a gas mask, from what you can tell.))
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Posted: Wed Mar 04, 2009 10:53 pm
"Her new outfit is thanks to a symbiote that attatched itself to her during a scruffle in my office." Fisk replied, straightening the collar of his coat and dusting himself off a bit. He clanked his walking staff on the ground, which he must still have been grasping during that sudden teleportation, and glanced back at Murdoc a moment.
//ooc: XPRiku made him like Venom's "grandson" symbote wise...then the venom suit bonded to both him and his symbiote for a brief moment...but I really don't care if spidey can detect the Chaos symbiote. He can't be ganged up on by all the symbiotes. XD //
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