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 Posted: Fri Apr 01, 2011 9:36 pm
By the time Spider-Man had accomplished the task, Octavious had managed to get back onto his feet. He really, really, REALLY wanted to just...corner the boy inside the room and let out all of his frustrations.
The more rational part of his mind, however, was screaming at him to try and activate the alarm system on one of the other keypads near the the other doors. He did NOT need for him to be roaming the building. And there was MORE than enough help available in the building to take the boy down.
"As much as I hat to say it...it's no ME you need to worry about when it comes to plans." Octavious growled. The two arms that had been causing an obstacle for Spidey shot forward, fully intending to obliterate the wall if they could. Noise would be as good a siren as any in this place. "Though I assure you...you do still need to worry."
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Posted: Fri Apr 01, 2011 9:44 pm
"So you've been recruited by an evil organization, and they're the ones I should be worrying about?" Spidey carefully slipped over both arms, tying them together as he sailed past them and effectively changing their trajectory. He did NOT want anyone else getting into this. "Wow. You are so much more helpful than my version. Maybe I could get older me to trade..." he added speculatively, then blinked as something clicked. "... Oh! This is the super secret well funded scary base under the museum! That makes so much sense! Thanks, bestest buddy ol' pal!"
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Posted: Fri Apr 01, 2011 9:50 pm
Aaaaaannd with that, logical thinking took a vacation.
"Quite observant, aren't we?" he grated out. "I guarantee it'll do you no good here."
The arms that had been tied swung again, more like a club this time. He wanted to beat this brat senseless. And he wanted to do it now.
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Posted: Fri Apr 01, 2011 10:00 pm
(That's hilarious E! I love it when you play Spidey. mrgreen )
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Posted: Fri Apr 01, 2011 10:01 pm
Spidey dodged the tied arms with ease that bordered on being derisive, then aimed a looping kick at the man's prominent midsection. "So Doc," he continued, apparently unruffled by the sudden, unashamedly hostile demeanor of his opponent, "You have got to tell me, because I can't figure it out: what is it with you and bowl haircuts? I honestly don't understand. Are you masochistic? See, my version inflicts it on himself, too, so I have to figure there's some sort of hidden attraction that I'm not seeing."
((Thanks! I can't believe how much I missed this! ^_^))
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Posted: Fri Apr 01, 2011 10:09 pm
(dropping on the floor and rolling around laughing)
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Posted: Fri Apr 01, 2011 10:30 pm
Spideys foot connected, knocking the wind out of Octavious as well as knocking him back onto the ground.
At that moment, however, his sixth sense should have gone off the charts.
"I suppose not everyone can run around with the current fashion..." a low, amused, and very familiar voice said from behind him.
Octavious...HIS version of Octavious, was standing in the hallway behind him. His arms crossed, metalic arms snaking about him, and a maliciously amused smirk curled around his face.
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Posted: Fri Apr 01, 2011 10:38 pm
Before his version of Octavious could even speak, Spidey was on the ceiling. "TONYSTARKDIDIT!" Huh... That was what his brain came up with when it was surprised? ...Typical. He drew in a deep breath, taking in the spectacularly unwelcome arrival and his smug smile with disbelieving eyes, then coughed delicately into his fist. "Yeah, well," he began somewhat lamely, "Your glasses are even more idiotic than hi--NO, sorry; I totally put you in Rikers. I remember doing it. There is no way that my karma can be this bad. I hereby demand a karma refund!" he added loudly, shaking his fist in a vaguely upward direction.
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Posted: Fri Apr 01, 2011 10:44 pm
// lol //
"Karma, you say?" Ult Ock practically purred, stepping towards the hero. "I believe I can do something to help you with that." His metal arms hissed as they curled around him, aimed at the super.
Octavious, using his arms for support now that help had arrived, pushed himself back onto his feet. Still coughing, he turned his attention back to the wall crawler as well. Murder in his eyes.
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Posted: Fri Apr 01, 2011 10:55 pm
Ooooohboy. "You really are a grade A creep, you know that? At least this guy has some class," he added, indicating the older version with a little jerk of his head. "Jeez. How can I even show my face to older me, now? His Ock is cooler than mine! ...That aside, we have officially reached the part where I shamelessly run away from you. Bye!" With that, he was off, bounding out the door and into the hallway in the blink of an eye. He was fairly sure that he was on his way to getting himself VERY lost, but lost was miles better than dead.
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Posted: Fri Apr 01, 2011 11:08 pm
Octavious snarled something under his breath, and tried to head off after the boy. All four of his arms arched under him and lifted him off the ground to take him down the hall with about as much ease as the spider.
The other version, however, placed his arms up to block his other from perusing. "Let him go." he said calmly.
Octavious glared back at him. Before he could say anything, Ult Ock held up a small device that looked rather close to a cell phone. "He's not going anywhere. He'll be caught by the others much quicker than we'll be able to catch up to him. Then he'll be stuck."
Octavious stared at him for a few very long moments, rage still boiling in his face. Rather unwillingly, he lowered himself back onto the ground. "Fine." he spat. "Call it in. But I want a fair amount of time alone with the boy when he is caught."
"You'll get your chance..." Ock replied as he punched in a few buttons on the device. "We both will. And I intend to enjoy it."
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Posted: Fri Apr 01, 2011 11:15 pm
Okay. Okay, okay, okay, okay. Exactly how screwed could he say that he was, at that exact moment? There was no sign of either of the Ocks, and they certainly weren't quiet when they came after you, so they weren't pursuing him. Why? ... Because they were calling in backup. He was stuck in a base full of supervillains, all of whom were about to be on high alert and looking for HIM. So... he had to hide. Where could he hide?
As he thought, he slowed his pace to a slow, utterly silent crawl along the top of the ceiling. Because of this, when Deadpool walked underneath him, absently humming to himself and stroking an obscenely large gun, the merc had absolutely no idea he was there. "Doo Dooo doood ododododo! Swiss army gun! Dooo do doooododdo! It is mine!"
Spidey rolled his eyes and waited for the man to go past, then continued in utter silence. Hide, hide, hide... That, or a nice, clear sign pointing him to the exit, but he wasn't holding out much hope for one of those. Evil Bases were really inconvenient that way.
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Posted: Fri Apr 01, 2011 11:26 pm
Rosie made a bit of a face. The cat was now purring so loudly that it was giving his laughing an odd roar to it. She looked over at him with an arched brow and took a sip of her juice box.
"No, really, do it!" he said, looking back at her excitedly.
Rosie glanced back up at the security cameras, watching the spider make his way across the hallways. "....mmm....no. It's just stupid."
"Oh, come on! It'll be great! Whatever door he chooses will have a surprise ending!"
....It's still stupid." she replied after a moment of thought.
C.C. lept down from the computer and curled up against her. "It'll be fuuuuuuuuuuuunnn...."
The child sighed. "Fine...."
Leaning forward, she pressed her finger against two of the screens. A small box appeared on both, and she pressed the small circle in each of them. Then she glanced around the large panel for the right button, and slammed it down.
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The hallway ended in a fork. Two different halls going in opposite directions, and one door directly in front of the hallway.
Above the door, was a nice, now glowing EXIT sign. For the other hallways, the lights kicked on as bright as they would go. More than likely to help anyone find someone crawling around on the ceiling. But...it also illuminated a small sign on the corner of each hall.
"Arachnid Exhibit"
and
"Fresh Meat"
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Posted: Fri Apr 01, 2011 11:43 pm
Spidey blinked disbelievingly, looking from one sign to another. Exit? He'd just been thinking... and then now... What?! It was really almost too good to be true... which probably meant that it really was too good to be true. Still, it couldn't hurt to check, and heading down that brightly lit hallway was just asking to get caught...
Arachnid Exibit.
No, no; he could always get backup and come back. He was not checking that out. No way. It was a stupid risk that he just couldn't afford to take with the whole base on high alert like this.
... But he couldn't afford to try the exit door, either.
... Suddenly, an idea occurred to him. Slipping into a particularly dark patch along the hallway he'd just gone down, he whispered. Loudly. Well, loudly enough to be heard from a ways down the hallway, but not loudly enough to be heard through any doors; over a microphone, it would just sound like static. "Hey! Awesome guy!"
The next second, Deadpool was walking back, looking uncertain. "Um... the voices in my head aren't usually this nice," he pointed out, "What gives?"
What was he going to believe? "... I am the cheesy puff genie. If you assist me, I will grant you all your junk-food themed wishes." Ugh. He couldn't believe he was actually saying this. There was no way that it was going to work, either, so-
"WOW!" Deadpool actually started bouncing on the tips of his toes. "Awesome! Okay, oh great cheesy puff genie; in what way can I assist you?"
"Go forward, my child, and open the exit door to see what lies within." Despite the seriousness of the situation, he was having trouble keeping a straight face, and his words sounded a little choked.
Deadpool didn't seem to notice. "Yaaaaay!" he cried blissfully, running forward to open the door at once.
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Posted: Fri Apr 01, 2011 11:56 pm
The door opened with ease, revealing yet another hallway. This one, however, was much, much nicer than the steely one they were currently in that was very laboratory appropriate. Well furnished, pictures hanging on the walls, even potted plants around the corners. There were a few doors, but they were rather spaced apart. At the very, very end of that hall, was another door that seemed to have an exit sign above it as well.
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