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Elmira of Elkwood Captain
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 Posted: Mon Jun 24, 2013 1:54 pm
The old man grinned. "Good... you're going to be difficult." he purred. Then he glanced away and pressed a button on the machine. That let out a painful bolt of electricity down the wires.
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Posted: Mon Jun 24, 2013 2:06 pm
"Oooh, this is gonna hurt."
No kiddin'. BRACE YOURSELF!!!
C.J. tried to stay calm, but when he got zapped . . . it HURT. Like the stuff that the two Lightning Lad look-alikes were throwing at him seemed like kid stuff. His body jolted, however, he did his best to remain in the game, clenching his teeth to avoid screaming from the pain this psychopath was dealing him.
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Elmira of Elkwood Captain
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Posted: Mon Jun 24, 2013 2:37 pm
"Ah... and you're a fighter too. Even better." the man said with a low chuckle. "I'm probably wasting my breath... but I need you to tell me where you and your girlfriend would be staying at. Otherwise... I turn it up one more level."
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Posted: Mon Jun 24, 2013 2:42 pm
Once the pain stopped and C.J. good talk again, the torturer got his response with a loud "HOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOCKKKKKKK P-TUI!" Yup. Even when strapped to a chair with electrodes to him, he refused to give up . . . spitting at the bad guy would have to suffice for now . . . until he could get free.
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Elmira of Elkwood Captain
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Posted: Mon Jun 24, 2013 3:11 pm
The old man's smile only widened. "Wrong move...." the man said with another dark chuckle. With that he turned away from CJ and pressed another button on the machine. The crackling erupted again, and a larger jolt of electricity sprang from the wires.
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Posted: Mon Jun 24, 2013 5:43 pm
Way to go, MORON!
"Like HELL I was gonna tell 'em where my house is. They're the ENEMY!"
LIE! It worked for Elwood!
*Lightbulb* "So bluff? They look at my driver's license, they'll know right away though!"
*facepalm* Not your REAL driver's, the FAKE one!!
"huh?"
Anyways (I'll explain later, C.J. . . . just sit tight!) C.J. felt THAT hit, bracing himself, he took the hit hard. He clutched the chain before the hit, but when it hit him, he moved the chain out as far as he could in the stir of the electric shock, putting a lot of pressure on the cuffs that held him down. All he could think about was Misty. Don't let her down. Soldier on! He can kill you, but she'll be sa- . . . C.J.!!! Don't think that!! Break loose!! Kick 'im in the face! Plug those wires into his balls and see how HE feels getting shocked!! Just don't let yourself get KILLED!!!
"Wow . . . you're actually showing that you care?"
Dude. You're me. I'm you . . . one of us dies and the other one goes with him! That's pretty much what this duo-but-yet-one thing is! Just hang on, kid! I promise you . . . we'll turn the tables on HIM!
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Elmira of Elkwood Captain
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Posted: Tue Jun 25, 2013 3:33 pm
While the electricity pulsed through CJ, another voice could be heard within the room. Though... there didn't seem to be any trace of anyone other than the old doctor in the room with them.
"Tch...such a hassle. Should we wait for him to die and then simply bring him back?"
"No, the girl wanted him to leave unharmed. We have our orders."
"Tch. Be easier to just let him die..."
"Well, we could wait to see if he manages to break free first."
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Posted: Tue Jun 25, 2013 7:11 pm
After the big barrage of electricity, C.J. lumped over . . . dead . . . or so they thought.
After what seemed to be ten minutes of being dead . . .
He looked up . . . a strange gleam in his eyes. One by one, he pulled his bindings loose on the chair.
SPROING! K-PWANG!!! BANG!!!
He reached for the probes at his temples and yanked 'em loose, staring down his old torturer.
"I've seen whole UNIVERSES try to go after me. Nearly died TWICE in the time of the pirates, hit by a train, and nearly KILLED EIGHT TIMES OVER in this little whistle-stop alone. You think I'D give a little s**t like you the pleasure of finally whacking ME off?!" he chuckled a bit, getting out of that chair almost like he stepped into some leftover gum at the shopping mall. Coming at him, a malicious gleam in his eye . . . the murderous intent . . . uh, C.J. . . . you don't look so good . . .
"Heh . . . hehe . . . . someone's gonna get iiiiiiiiit . . . ."
Oh lordy. He's snapped!!
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Elmira of Elkwood Captain
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Posted: Wed Jun 26, 2013 6:25 pm
There was a small amount of panic in the old man's eyes as he began to back up away from CJ. ”Suppose I shouldn't have gone easy on you...” he said with a small sigh, pulling a remote control out of his pocket, his thumb firmly placed over a large red button.
“See, he's going to kill him. You'll still get to take someone away. And without the hassle of bringing him back.” one of the invisible voices continued.
“Perhaps... but there's no sense in us following him around, is there?”
“Oh, I wouldn't say that... there's still a few powerful humans outside, guards, and the head human here doesn't seem to be very pleased with this one.”
“.... true. Suppose he might get snapped in half in the end.”
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Posted: Wed Jun 26, 2013 7:41 pm
"HA! Do it, a*****e. I'll take that ******** remote and shove it down your goddamn THROAT!!" he growled and snatched it out of his hand. Looking at it, he threw it against one of the walls as hard as he could in an effort do destroy it. "I think I have a much better game we can play." he said, looking at the probes in his hands and at his torturer. His eyes seemed to gleam "How quickly the hunter can turn the hunted. heh . . . hehehe . . . AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!" he cackled maliciously, running down his torturous enemy with the probes in hand. It was clear that C.J. had EVERY intention of zapping this dude like a bug in a mosquito light.
However, under his guise of being absolutely and totally bat-s**t INSANE, there was one thing on his mind. Something that could raise some concern.
Who the hell are those other voices?! I know my writer. I know Rosie . . . definitely not Jack . . . . who are those assholes?! Can't a man go bonkers in private?!
C.J . . . I have a feeling that's a bad idea!
"Hehe . . . my fun's about to BEGIN!!"
And there goes that lovely little slip into insanity. Well, there goes the old betting pool.
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Elmira of Elkwood Captain
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Posted: Sun Jun 30, 2013 2:21 pm
At that point, the older man did panic. He spun on his feet and took off towards the door. As he ran, a rolling table fell over on it's own. Nothing around it, nothing to make it fall over. It just... fell. Scattering things at the man's feet, causing him to trip and fall. The man let out a yelp as he went down, and crumpled to the ground as scalpels and needles were sent scattered around him.
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Posted: Sun Jun 30, 2013 6:47 pm
C.J. walked over, a twisted little smirk on his face as he calmly took a knee on the man's back. Taping the probes on his TORTURER'S temples, he brought the cart over. Taking the duct tape roll the doctor used to tape the probes to his head, he tapped the doctor's hands behind him.
"Now . . . let's see how well YOU take being zapped!" he said, before noticing one of the security cameras was pointing towards them. He flipped it off before sending some SERIOUS zappin' power towards his foe's temples.
Wait . . . WHAT?! C.J., have you LOST it?! That's like . . . something SERIOUSLY ev- wait, you're not done yet, are you?
"Those scapels give me an idea. Y'know that scene in 'Taken' where Liam Neeson electrocutes that mook working for the group that kidnapped his daughter? I'm thinking that."
Let's see how he handles THIS first. If he doesn't turn out so well, let's safe the idea for lard-a**. Better yet. Attach him to his OWN power supply . . . keep him lit like a Christmas Tree 'til Bloomberg turns out the lights! Muahahaha!
((Hey, now! Who's the whack-o here?! You idiots gotta focus on the important part. Like WHERE THE ******** YOUR GIRLFRIEND!!!))
Oh . . . s**t. Sorry, boss.
"Yeah . . . sorry boss."
((That's better!))
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Elmira of Elkwood Captain
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Posted: Tue Jul 02, 2013 5:42 pm
”Well... he's certainly lost it. Can't believe we have to keep an eye on someone like this” one of the voices spoke again.
”How long do you think it will take him?” the other asked.
”You mean until he realizes that the man can't feel the electricity because he fell on a scalpel? Once he actually calms down I imagine.” the other voice replied.
”Nah. The guards will have the door opened by then. And then that large guy will be after them soon enough.”
”....suppose you're right. They are just outside the door now.” the other voice agreed after a moment of thought.
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Posted: Wed Jul 03, 2013 4:44 am
Uhh . . . C.J. . . . I think we'd better turn off the machine!
"What for?! He's still ali- wait, is that BLOOD?!"
Uh-HUH! He dead, yo. As in deceased. Gonesville. Pickin' turnips with a stepladder. Three strikes, he's OUT.
"WHAT?! Nearly get zapped to death by this loser and he can't even FEEL me zapping him?! That's a little anti-climactic! Hey, wait. Who ARE those guys?!"
For all I know, it's the guys from "Car Talk". Why don'tcha ask 'em?
"Oh yeah . . ."
C.J. looked around when he heard the voices . . . realizing this guy wasn't going to feel ANYTHING he threw at him . . . well that and because zapping a dead guy when there was a perfectly live and well Wilson Fisk was counter-productive. Uh . . . not that he was gonna kill him or anything.
"That worked SO well with Dr. Frankenstein here anyways."
Yeah . . . now C.J. had two more questions. Boatload of guards and mutants out there. Does he wait for Fisk and ambush him? Or try to fight his way ou- WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!
"Trying to find a bigger power source."
They HAVE a generator. They SHOULD have a generator. C'mon, dude. That's KINGPIN we're talking about. Shouldn't we be more concerned with where MISTY went? After all, you ARE going out with her, she ain't here, and that's the point of this crazy rescue. Go Arell on 'em later. GTFO NOW!!
"OKAY OKAY! God-DAMN!! Just lemme ask one thing."
Well, he looked around one more time while plugging back into the outlet.
"Okay, will the purple and green-voiced dudes actually come out? Seriously. Y'all creepin' me out more than the dead guy." he pointed out. Before his eyes widened.
"Wait . . . I'm in a room with A DEAD GUY!!! ******** this s**t. I'm outta here!!!" he yelped before scrambling the best (and seemingly his favorite) way out of the room, grabbing his ball cap in the process.
"Going up!!!"
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Posted: Thu Jul 04, 2013 3:39 pm
(Yuriko's going to be pissed, when she finds out that C.J. broke free yet again. twisted )
Yuriko Oyama's dark eyes continued to scan through the different security camera view a couple of times, before she stopped to think out loud, "Wait... I'm going about this all wrong. This 'Batwoman' is a professional. She'd know how to avoid surveillance equipment..." Turning her attention toward a security guard that was really nervous being around her, Lady Deathstrike spoke again, "You, I need you to bring up the schematics of this building, so I can look at it like this infiltrator does."
The Japanese assassin took two steps backward to allow the nervous guard to bring up the schematic as ordered. After the display was replaced and the guard stepped back out of Yuriko's way, Deathstrike looks over the building like a professional would -- seeking weaknesses in surveillance and security measures. Yuriko's eyes widened slightly, as she traced her index finger on the screen, "There. If I were trying to get in, that is where I'd break in. Electro!"
Lady Deathstrike glances in Max's direction waiting for him to look at her before she continued, "Check all of the electrical wiring around the 'D' service elevator. Look for any breaks in the wiring or unusual splicing. When you find it, contact me at 95.1 Megahertz, that's an unused channel. I'll teleport to your location, and we'll engage this 'Bat'."
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