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 Posted: Sun Apr 05, 2009 3:03 pm
Reaper's frown grew. Guy could definately read minds. Speaking of reading minds, Reaper could feel the the small connection of another mind in his. He smiled a bit, not a happy one of course, but enough that he didn't feel quite as frustrated as before. He took a long look back at Spider-man, then lowered his hand and stepped away from him. "The guy can completly nullify my powers. Without much else to go on, I'm not going to stand a chance against him." he growled slightly before pulling the shadows away from the man's arms and leggs.
A shadow appeared beside him on the wall, and the woman in black fell out of it onto the ground beside him.
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Posted: Sun Apr 05, 2009 3:05 pm
((Edited.))
War Machine landed on the ground and hurried to step so that he was beside Spider-man. Both of his repulsor cannons were charged and focused so that he would fire thin beams instead of widespread blasts.
"What the hell is this?" he asked slowly, keeping his cannons aimed at Reaper.
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Posted: Sun Apr 05, 2009 3:21 pm
Reaper glanced up at the cyborg with a barely amused look on his face. "Hm, we haven't met yet have we? Don't worry, he's fine..." he replied, then glanced down at the woman a moment, a faint smile curled around the corner of his mouth.
The Reapers on the roof suddenly melted into the shadow and shot down the wall, across the pavement and into the ally, reforming into the standing Reaper's shadow.
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Posted: Sun Apr 05, 2009 3:37 pm
"No, we haven't met. Identify yourself, or I'll turn you into bone dust."
The Reaper didn't appear to be making any hostile moves at the moment, but War Machine wasn't about to let his guard down.
"Come on. Name, powers, whatever you got. Tell me who you are."
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Posted: Sun Apr 05, 2009 3:51 pm
Reaper allowed himself a small smile. "Really? Well then, I suppose I could at least introduce myself." he replied, then turned to face him fully. "I'm called the Reaper." he replied, drawing his scythe from his robes, though more for effect than drawing a weapon. "As for powers, well, why don't you blast me and see what happens..." he replied with a devious grin.
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Posted: Sun Apr 05, 2009 3:53 pm
War Machine raised his arms higher when Reaper drew his scythe. "I'm warning you. You're completely outmatched here. It's one against three. Drop the weapon."
Experimentally, War Machine sent out waves of ultrasonic, electromagnetic, and infrared waves, to see if they had any effect of Reaper.
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Posted: Sun Apr 05, 2009 4:04 pm
Reaper's smile grew a bit. "Honestly, numbers is not and object...oh if I hadn't promiced to be good I'd really show you." he replied. He lowered the blade of his scythe to the ground so that he was holding onto the bottom of it. He rocked it back and forth a bit so the blade inched back and froth from the unconcious woman's neck like a pendelum. He again had no intention of harming her...since it was clear that the man could see practically everything. It was more to see how the man would react. He seemed to be hitting him with something...but he honestly couln't even feel it. "You'll have to do better than that if you're trying to harm me I'm afraid..."
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Posted: Sun Apr 05, 2009 4:10 pm
War Machine slowly lowered his right hand, and his left powered down. "OK. OK. Let's take it easy here. How about - "
He very suddenly fired his right cannon, blasting the scythe's blade away from the girl's neck. At the same time, War Machine locked on to Reaper's head and arms, and tiny steel slugs blasted out of his shoulders, aiming to tear his head and shoulders to pieces.
His left hand charged back up and he fired a repulsor blast at Reaper's chest.
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Posted: Sun Apr 05, 2009 4:22 pm
//Daaang.... lol//
Reaper glanced down at his scythe as it was blasted away, and suddenly felt himself unable to move. After a moment, he felt his arms give way, and his chest explode, sending pieces of bone scattering about.
An amused laugh came from behind War Machine, and another Reaper stood behind him with his hands up and a small surrendering pose. "That was good...you know what you're doing." he replied with a smile. He'd probably have to leave here soon, for risk of being 'out of line'...but he was enjoying this just a bit.
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Posted: Sun Apr 05, 2009 4:32 pm
((Haha, sorry. That's just what I'd do.))
War Machine spun. "What the hell?"
He stepped back a bit. "Thanks. They don't call me War Machine for nothin."
War Machine looked at Reaper. His scanners hadn't registered anything strange as Reaper went down, yet here he was, fit as a fiddle and standing behind him.
"Not too bad yourself..." he murmured slowly.
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Posted: Sun Apr 05, 2009 4:44 pm
Reaper lowered his hands and grinned a bit. "It probably would have been easier to catch what I did in a more lit area." he said deviously, then glanced back over at the girl. She was begining to stir a bit. Finally waking up apparently. She was sure to have a bit of a headache for a while though.
He turned his attention back to War Machine a moment. "This is a much better change of pace...unfortunatly I promiced to behave..." he said with a sigh. "I suppose you have that wizard with a cape to thank for that." he said. Perhaps he could get a bit of information from this man if nothing else.
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Posted: Sun Apr 05, 2009 5:00 pm
War Machine gave a mechanical chuckle. "Ahh, I see what it is. So the Doctor's got you on a leash, huh? Well, good. I guess that means you won't be doing any harm, now will you? I know I would hate to piss off the Doctor."
He took to the air. "Well, since you aren't going to be doing anything anyways, feel free to leave. I trust that you'll stay in line if he's watching you. I have work to do."
With that, he rose over the edge of the roof and began to fire at Carnage again.
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Posted: Sun Apr 05, 2009 5:08 pm
Reaper watched him leave and felt his fist clench. Yes, he was on a leash...again. He glanced at the girl once more, then back out to the street. Well, the only new bit he got was that he was a doctor? Well, he's heard of stranger things...
He glanced over quickly to see if the Spider was still around or had left.
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Posted: Mon Apr 06, 2009 12:36 am
Peter's brain was reeling. The sheer weight and volume of horrific imagery was so overwhelming as to be temporarily paralyizing. "Get away from me!!!" Spider-man screamed at what appeared to be two huge symbiotes, ready to rip the flesh from his body (War Machine and Reaper) He burst between the two of them, lashing out as hard as he could with his feet. They were everywhere! Symbiotes, symbiote Sandman, Symbiote Rhino, Symbiote lizard... He looked desperately for an empty spot to land, to hide. And then, in the center of the chaos, he saw it...
Osborn
Norman Osborn (Scarecrow) but there was something wrong with his face, it seemed...dead, decayed. And then he bit Aunt May's throat out.
"NOOO!!!" Peter's scream became something not quite human as a psychotic rage overcame him. "OZBORN!!! DIE!!!" He screamed as he dived for Scarecrow's throat with his hands open wide.
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Posted: Mon Apr 06, 2009 12:38 am
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