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 Posted: Fri Jun 26, 2009 4:09 pm
"That's pretty cool." She said with a smile, when Natalia mentioned the resturant her attention snapped back to the previous conversation. "Oh yeah, there's this place called Lenny's down the road. They have pretty much anything you could want." She said as they continued walking "It's only about a block away."
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Posted: Sat Jun 27, 2009 9:43 am
BLACK WIDOW
Natalia Alianovna Romanova  Natalia nodded to the girl and then was distracted by a blinking light up ahead. She continued to survey people around her and looked again at the girl. "So vat do you sukest? or...suggest." she said correcting herself. She would work back to her clean english if it took all night.
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Posted: Sat Jun 27, 2009 8:55 pm
"Hm, the cheeseburgers are good." She grinned "Oh! The hotwings!" She said excitedly grabbing Natalia's wrist and pulling her inside. The resturant was crowded and all of the people made it a little stuffy. There were a few lights hanging around, but overall the place had a dim lighting to it. "Oh there's a booth open over here." Pixie said continuing to pull Natalia along.
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Posted: Sun Jun 28, 2009 12:33 am
((Enter Apocalypse from Gotham City.))
Apocalypse stopped his flight and landed upon a building, one of the tallest in this part of the city. Though upon his arrival, Apocalypse was not surprised to see two beings were up here: Shocker and some different colored Iron Man. Apocalypse examined their minds very carefully to see how they worked as Shocker jumped up from his relaxation in shock as he saw the infamous Apocalypse upon the roof top. Strangely, purple rain was falling from the sky and citizens below were either acting insane or dangerous. Whatever these two were doing, it was similar to Apocalypse's direct line of work: separating the weak from the strong. The Iron Man duplicate was actually a burned victim, but his will was great and so was his knowledge. Shocker was a person who seemed to be specialized in handling the weak effectively, but neither seemed to be good candidates for Horsemen since only one of them had any powers: the burnt man did have hidden potential.
"Shocker...Who is this? Looks a little like Darkseid..."
Darkseid? Apocalypse knew nothing about anyone named Darkseid and was slightly insulted, but the man in the robotic suit was in fact from the other universe and would be excused. Shocker seemed to know what he was facing before and quickly corrected the burnt one.
"No...He is some super mutant...Apocalypse...Don't piss him off."
Apocalypse was disappointed neither of the two attacked him due to his reputation and intimidating appearance. Seeing as his reputation was a curse and the burnt one was not at his full potential, Apocalypse would let it pass since Shocker seemed to know especially who he was.
"Don't mind me, gentlemen; I want to see your work."
A large portion of the city was being covered in purple rain clouds, effectively turning most citizens insane or crazed, something Apocalypse was having mild regrets about watching, though upon seeing a few were smart enough to escape, he approved this to be a weeding out of the weak for those who studied their surroundings and knew to retreat.
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Posted: Sun Jun 28, 2009 6:09 am
(( Enter HellSpawn From Apokolips))
The boom tube appeared in a near by alleyway, once reaching the end of the tunnel he quickly jumped off the path as it disappeared making the 'boom' sound Desaad had mentioned earlier. He had successfully made it to New York City and in one piece. It was daytime here so he would need to guise himself for until the meantime. The red cape began to wrap around him, forming its self to his body like plastic wrap, shifting and shaping until he became human flesh of the man he once was. Al Simmons, wearing pants, trench coat, shirt and cap he had found off a sleeping homeless man he entered the streets of NY. It wasn't till only after a few moments that he notices something wrong with people of this city. How they all scattered about like roached and rats, crackheads running from the police which was not unusual in New York, but he sensed an outer force working here. Tucking his hands into his coat Al's brown orbs began to scan the cityscape for any leads on a Doctor Strange.
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Posted: Sun Jun 28, 2009 1:46 pm
[enter the Phantom Stranger from Oblivion Bar]
The Phantom Stranger walked into the city, intruiged by the forces at work. The people were chaotic, their minds lost by an outside force. The force was non-magical, so it would be simple to fix this situation. The gas was a threat to him, so he was allowed to act. With a slight wave, the people in his general vicinity were cured of their mental illnesses, and the gas was gone. As he continued to walk, he found more of the gas, and did the same thing as before. The Stranger took no notice of Scarecrow, Shocker, or Apocalypse, as they themselves were no threat to him at present. However, if the gas assault were to continue, the machine itself would be considered a threat, and would then have to be dealt with.
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Comic_Book_Joker Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Jun 28, 2009 4:26 pm
"Wait...What is happening? My delightful chaos!"
It took forever to get that rain to that area and now it would take more hours to develop the rain back into the clouds. Scarecrow showed disappointment in his bodily expression, slouching down at all of his hard work disappearing in a matter of minutes. Sometimes the world was just unfair when you put so much work into a device or scheme and it gets wiped away in a few minutes. Disappointment soon left and it was replaced by anger soon after. Kicking his machine, Scarecrow sat down at the corner of the roof top and started to sulk in anger. Shocker shrugged and started to leave; probably convinced he did all he could here. The weird looking man named Apocalypse instead used his power to make Scarecrow stand up and face him; a simple act of levitation.
"You wish to spread chaos among the weak, do you not? I can grant you that ability with ease and without the use of a machine; you just need to surrender your will to me and become...Pestilence..."
Scarecrow wanted power to do what he wanted and spread his gift of fear to everyone using his toxins, but he lacked the power to do so and others had the power to counter his design; this man offered him the power to do it himself and Scarecrow did not refuse.
"I'll do it...I'm tired of not having powe-"
Before he could finish his sentence, the being known as Apocalypse placed his right hand on the Scareman's suit, and removed the face plate. Using his other hand directly to Scarecrow's face, the changes began. With a minute or two of transformation, the Scareman armor exploded and merged from it was Scarebeast once again, but with darker skin and blue eyes.
"You are now...Pestilence!"
One Horsemen of Apocalypse was recruited, now Death, Famine, and War were all that were left to recruit and Apocalypse would not waste time in recruiting new minions to replace the ones not located in this new universe.
((Enter Doomsday from Gotham City.))
"He's fast..."
Doomsday landed on the outskirts of New York as he descended from a jump, trying to keep track of Apocalypse like the Commissar ordered, but he was having no luck in keeping up with him. Seeing as it was a better idea to just stay away and watch for him to leave so he could actually catch up.
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Posted: Sun Jun 28, 2009 8:19 pm
{Enter from LexCorp}
Kara shot in, still seething, then froze in mid-air, her eyes on the Bugle. "Oh my God..." Were there people in there? s**t!
{Exit to the Daily Bugle}
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Posted: Sun Jun 28, 2009 8:37 pm
Alcina watched out the window for a few more moments. It was getting rather crowded in the city now. She sighed a bit and turned away from the window. A little too much going on actually...even if she was bored. She glanced down the hallway a moment. Hm...seemed the rich man was going to try and hire the spider. The symbiotes were all outside having a chat. A few villians doing their own thing. And...
She paused a moment and glanced out the window again. The girl that had the blood? Hm. Perhaps there was something to do after all. With that, she spun on her heels, the bottom of her dress twirling and wrapping around her, slowly turning into dust until her entire figure vanished.
EXIT to Daily Bugle.
//I'll update Fisk and all them tomorrow hopefully. //
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Posted: Mon Jun 29, 2009 2:15 am
((enter Spider-man from Sanctum Sanctorum.))
Spider-man continued swinging straight to his apartment. Don't get sidetracked, Don't get sidetracked. Was his mantra. Unless someone screams for help or attacks you, just keep right on truckin'. He looked down and saw... Apocalypse, talking to Doomsday, and that Scarecrow guy, and Shocker. Great, and, oh crap, Venom, Carnage, AND Hybrid? Am I still having a nightmare here? Just keep going, stick to the shadows, you're almost home...
((exit Peter Parker to Home sweet home.))
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Posted: Mon Jun 29, 2009 9:21 am
ENTER from Museum
A shadow weaved it's way through the streets before comming to rest in a dark ally. A Reaper slid out of it and glanced around the battered street in front of him. Well...what had he been missing? From the look of the street, he wasn't sure wether he should be dissapointed he missed something good, or glad that he wasn't around. Well, no matter...he needed to find a few people. Didn't want to keep the two girls waiting. Trouble was, since he left, he had no idea where to look. Stick around New York, he might find the Spider or someone. But Joker and Gossamer may still be in Gotham. Even that Chaos boy might be interested.
Oh, well. He'd take whoever he ran into first.
// I have writers block for MJ, but I want to get her back into the cycle...so we're just going to say that she went to work while all this was going down. XP //
MJ walked out of the mall and down the street. Ugh, she hated her job sometimes. Lame boss and little if any customers. She suddenly stopped outside of an electronics store and turned to a tv that was in the window. She stared at it a moment and listen to the reporter cover a disaster that had happened somewhere in the city. She frowned a bit and turned away to continue walking down the street. There wasn't any report of Spider-Man being there, so maybe he was alright. But still, she hadn't seen Peter all day.
Hm, speaking of news, maybe she should drop by the scene with her camera. But it was already all over the news, and someone else might have gone to the scene already anyway. Probably even Jessica.
Shadow quickly turned to the man as he entered the room. Great...
"Sorry, I'm not exactly a spotless hero or anything." she said as she picked up her bags, then bent over the couch to pick up Rosie. "Come on, time to take you home."
She just wanted to get out of here. Guy could call the cops for all she cared. She wasn't from here, nor would she be anywhere around here when they came. There seemed to be a lot more for the police to be worried about other than something as common as a robbery.
"Back to the warehouse?" Rosie asked.
"Actually, that doesn't bother me at all." Fisk replied. "I am more interested in helping you."
Shadow paused a moment, then turned back to look at the man. "Help?" she asked.
"A woman with powers such as yours shouldn't have to lowered to something as common as stealing." Fisk began.
"I only take what I need." Shadow replied. Though comming here with nothing but the clothes on her back...she really needed quite a bit.
"I can provide you with anything you need. Everything you'd ever need."
"You want to hire me." Shadow said before the man could say anything else. "For what? From the look of your tower, you have quite a bit of spending to do anyway."
"Trust me, money is not an option." he replied.
Rosie's eyes widened and she turned to look at Roxy. "Think he could fix up our warehouse too?" she whispered.
Shadow looked at Rosie a moment, then turned back to look at the other man. "Alright...I'm listening. Though I won't make any promices just yet."
Fisk smiled a bit. "Please, have a seat. Can I get you anything to drink?"
Shadow stared at him a moment, then put Rosie back down and took a seat on the couch beside her. "No." she replied.
She really could use the money. And other clothes...and someplace decent to stay. Perhaps she could even get the kid someplace decent as well, if she actually lived in a warehouse. She'd at least hear the man out.
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Posted: Mon Jun 29, 2009 12:24 pm
(( HEY! THAT'S MY WAREHOUSE, DAMMIT! ))
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Comic_Book_Joker Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Jun 29, 2009 12:27 pm
// xd Rosie gets attatched. Plus this one doesn't know any better. //
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Posted: Mon Jun 29, 2009 12:28 pm
(( I know she doesn't, but still... cry ))
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Comic_Book_Joker Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Jun 29, 2009 12:33 pm
// lol, alright, she'll just get the Joker more moneys whee //
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