|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
 Posted: Sun Feb 01, 2009 9:00 pm
Vmak The Kohr liz_bliz_inc The Kohr liz_bliz_inc "More so than you might like," Tara said back. "Who are you?" “He’s Coldsnap, I recognize his voice.” Sovereign belted under his cape. He was completely covered by dirt with in his own personal ditch created by his impact. He rose to his feet awkwardly stumbling. Something is off here I feel funny. Check list. Strength…questionable. Durability He peered at the ditch big check. Speed ******** I’ll put a check. I think I’m fine. Let’s see flight. He hovered turning himself around his face showed nothing but his usual smug confident smirk. I have a real bad feeling about this place. I don’t think now is the best time to mouth off.“So Coldsnap…. Jude what the hell are you doing up here, who did this? Who broke the beam and separate all of us? I know you had to be around, you always have had yourself mixed in with the wrong crowd.” Sovereign questioned him while he floated over to Tara’s side. "I..." Tara paused for a moment before she looked at the bottom of her arm, a rather large shard of rock stuck in it. "Wonderful," she said as she yanked it out and threw it aside. "I just had this jacket cleaned too." The hole in her arm seemed to begin to seal together, the loose strands of flesh reweaving. "Anyway, I think we need to move to somewhere we can have a better chance of finding the others. This guy, who ever he is, is in the same boat as us now. He needs to get off this rock just as much as us. That means he needs us just as much as we need him." --------------------------------------- --------------------------------------- Liz stashed her knife but pointed at Blake and said harshly, "If you even THINK about pulling s**t I will put you in the ground so fast you won't even see it coming, capech?" Blake gave a smirk and said, "Of course mam' I wouldn't want to get into a fight with someone who I'm sure was trained by Tara Illias herself." Liz gave him a quick glare before she moved up to where Reaper was. She spoke softly, "His name is Blake Gruden, he was one of the five survivors of the Project Omega initiative that the Hunters took down about 5 years before I was a part of it, before it fell apart for a few years. He is the one Necropotence was talking about when she said one of them when homicidally insane. Our guess is the mafia arrange murdering of his parents when he was young, the street like he lived through after that and the experimentation on him during project omega fractured his mind. He is still there mentally, but his view of the world is warped beyond reason and repair. He can manipulate heat itself, and many things with incredibly high heat indexes." "He'll come along with us no doubt, isn't that right?" Sovereign laughed at the idea of working with Coldsnap. "But, he wont come along quietly. I wish I could have landed next to Dave instead, at least he knows when to shut the hell up...." He looked around," We should get moving." ---------------------------------- "So Necropotence wouldn't happen to be your mommy now would she.... Tara? Nice name. " Reaper climbed a top a sizable crag to get a better view of the surrounding sector they had landed upon," Ascalon, you fancy yourself a fighter right? Why bother wasting your energy upon the Heatstroke knock off? He doesn't appear to have anywhere near the same amount of skill in hand to hand combat as you or I.... You shouldn't have even bothered addressing issues with him; it's a waste of time. And information trading no matter how subtle can prove fatal." He turned to her and knelt down to lend her a hand to hoist her upon the stone obstacle that jolted from the ground before them. " He look at the bright side he gets out of line we can drop him on a building or something. Come one." Though the lower parts of his face remained covered by his mouth his eyes more than made up for the lack of his smile. “b***h please, don’t act like you know me flyboy!” Coldsnap took another puff on his cigar before he suddenly sat on the ground. He leaned back in a rather comfortable position. “Your going to have to carry my happy a** if you want me to go anywhere with your mother ********. s**t, why should I roll with bitches I don’t know, I don’t.” He grinned and blew some smoke in the air while extending out a open hand. “Your move.” “I’m gonna smack your b***h a**. Is that what you want me to hit you so hard I make you feel like a kid again?” Sovereign’s tone changed not pleased Coldsnap’s typical response.
|
 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Feb 01, 2009 9:17 pm
The Kohr Vmak The Kohr liz_bliz_inc The Kohr liz_bliz_inc "More so than you might like," Tara said back. "Who are you?" “He’s Coldsnap, I recognize his voice.” Sovereign belted under his cape. He was completely covered by dirt with in his own personal ditch created by his impact. He rose to his feet awkwardly stumbling. Something is off here I feel funny. Check list. Strength…questionable. Durability He peered at the ditch big check. Speed ******** I’ll put a check. I think I’m fine. Let’s see flight. He hovered turning himself around his face showed nothing but his usual smug confident smirk. I have a real bad feeling about this place. I don’t think now is the best time to mouth off.“So Coldsnap…. Jude what the hell are you doing up here, who did this? Who broke the beam and separate all of us? I know you had to be around, you always have had yourself mixed in with the wrong crowd.” Sovereign questioned him while he floated over to Tara’s side. "I..." Tara paused for a moment before she looked at the bottom of her arm, a rather large shard of rock stuck in it. "Wonderful," she said as she yanked it out and threw it aside. "I just had this jacket cleaned too." The hole in her arm seemed to begin to seal together, the loose strands of flesh reweaving. "Anyway, I think we need to move to somewhere we can have a better chance of finding the others. This guy, who ever he is, is in the same boat as us now. He needs to get off this rock just as much as us. That means he needs us just as much as we need him." --------------------------------------- --------------------------------------- Liz stashed her knife but pointed at Blake and said harshly, "If you even THINK about pulling s**t I will put you in the ground so fast you won't even see it coming, capech?" Blake gave a smirk and said, "Of course mam' I wouldn't want to get into a fight with someone who I'm sure was trained by Tara Illias herself." Liz gave him a quick glare before she moved up to where Reaper was. She spoke softly, "His name is Blake Gruden, he was one of the five survivors of the Project Omega initiative that the Hunters took down about 5 years before I was a part of it, before it fell apart for a few years. He is the one Necropotence was talking about when she said one of them when homicidally insane. Our guess is the mafia arrange murdering of his parents when he was young, the street like he lived through after that and the experimentation on him during project omega fractured his mind. He is still there mentally, but his view of the world is warped beyond reason and repair. He can manipulate heat itself, and many things with incredibly high heat indexes." "He'll come along with us no doubt, isn't that right?" Sovereign laughed at the idea of working with Coldsnap. "But, he wont come along quietly. I wish I could have landed next to Dave instead, at least he knows when to shut the hell up...." He looked around," We should get moving." ---------------------------------- "So Necropotence wouldn't happen to be your mommy now would she.... Tara? Nice name. " Reaper climbed a top a sizable crag to get a better view of the surrounding sector they had landed upon," Ascalon, you fancy yourself a fighter right? Why bother wasting your energy upon the Heatstroke knock off? He doesn't appear to have anywhere near the same amount of skill in hand to hand combat as you or I.... You shouldn't have even bothered addressing issues with him; it's a waste of time. And information trading no matter how subtle can prove fatal." He turned to her and knelt down to lend her a hand to hoist her upon the stone obstacle that jolted from the ground before them. " He look at the bright side he gets out of line we can drop him on a building or something. Come one." Though the lower parts of his face remained covered by his mouth his eyes more than made up for the lack of his smile. “b***h please, don’t act like you know me flyboy!” Coldsnap took another puff on his cigar before he suddenly sat on the ground. He leaned back in a rather comfortable position. “Your going to have to carry my happy a** if you want me to go anywhere with your mother ********. s**t, why should I roll with bitches I don’t know, I don’t.” He grinned and blew some smoke in the air while extending out a open hand. “Your move.” “I’m gonna smack your b***h a**. Is that what you want me to hit you so hard I make you feel like a kid again?” Sovereign’s tone changed not pleased Coldsnap’s typical response. “You better sit your big a** down, talking about ‘I’ll make you feel like a kid again.’ If we’re going to get off this hunk of junk, we got to get on the same mother ******** page and who the hell ya calling a b***h, b***h! I’m may not be the smartest guy here, but I have a feeling that there’s more spots like this on….. What the hell are we on!?” Coldsnap looked around in confusion.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Feb 01, 2009 9:33 pm
The Kohr liz_bliz_inc The Kohr liz_bliz_inc Vmak Zegura The sheer force of the beam colliding with the island in the sky knocked almost everyone off of their feet. The island itself suffered sever damage, a series of fissures cracked open, separating many from their allies, and leaving them trapped with foes and unknowns that had been knocked there in the collision.
Liz and Reaper, followed by Blake were stranded on a small piece of earth, held in place only by a tall tree which was rooted to a larger section ahead. Coldsnap, Tara and Sovereign were seen together on another section, as well as Kyle, Ricky and Rei. Jude rose to his feet and shook his head. He removed a cigar from inside his shirt placed it in his mouth and lit it with a mach. “What the ******** just happen.” Jude spotted Tara and Sovereign and raised a brow. “Mmmmmm… All I wanted was same Damn kool-aid and I end up on some stage place with random bitches that I don’t know. Hey, any one of you alive over there?” "More so than you might like," Tara said back. "Who are you?" “He’s Coldsnap, I recognize his voice.” Sovereign belted under his cape. He was completely covered by dirt with in his own personal ditch created by his impact. He rose to his feet awkwardly stumbling. Something is off here I feel funny. Check list. Strength…questionable. Durability He peered at the ditch big check. Speed ******** I’ll put a check. I think I’m fine. Let’s see flight. He hovered turning himself around his face showed nothing but his usual smug confident smirk. I have a real bad feeling about this place. I don’t think now is the best time to mouth off.“So Coldsnap…. Jude what the hell are you doing up here, who did this? Who broke the beam and separate all of us? I know you had to be around, you always have had yourself mixed in with the wrong crowd.” Sovereign questioned him while he floated over to Tara’s side. "I..." Tara paused for a moment before she looked at the bottom of her arm, a rather large shard of rock stuck in it. "Wonderful," she said as she yanked it out and threw it aside. "I just had this jacket cleaned too." The hole in her arm seemed to begin to seal together, the loose strands of flesh reweaving. "Anyway, I think we need to move to somewhere we can have a better chance of finding the others. This guy, who ever he is, is in the same boat as us now. He needs to get off this rock just as much as us. That means he needs us just as much as we need him." --------------------------------------- --------------------------------------- Liz stashed her knife but pointed at Blake and said harshly, "If you even THINK about pulling s**t I will put you in the ground so fast you won't even see it coming, capech?" Blake gave a smirk and said, "Of course mam' I wouldn't want to get into a fight with someone who I'm sure was trained by Tara Illias herself." Liz gave him a quick glare before she moved up to where Reaper was. She spoke softly, "His name is Blake Gruden, he was one of the five survivors of the Project Omega initiative that the Hunters took down about 5 years before I was a part of it, before it fell apart for a few years. He is the one Necropotence was talking about when she said one of them when homicidally insane. Our guess is the mafia arrange murdering of his parents when he was young, the street like he lived through after that and the experimentation on him during project omega fractured his mind. He is still there mentally, but his view of the world is warped beyond reason and repair. He can manipulate heat itself, and many things with incredibly high heat indexes." "He'll come along with us no doubt, isn't that right?" Sovereign laughed at the idea of working with Coldsnap. "But, he wont come along quietly. I wish I could have landed next to Dave instead, at least he knows when to shut the hell up...." He looked around," We should get moving." ---------------------------------- "So Necropotence wouldn't happen to be your mommy now would she.... Tara? Nice name. " Reaper climbed a top a sizable crag to get a better view of the surrounding sector they had landed upon," Ascalon, you fancy yourself a fighter right? Why bother wasting your energy upon the Heatstroke knock off? He doesn't appear to have anywhere near the same amount of skill in hand to hand combat as you or I.... You shouldn't have even bothered addressing issues with him; it's a waste of time. And information trading no matter how subtle can prove fatal." He turned to her and knelt down to lend her a hand to hoist her upon the stone obstacle that jolted from the ground before them. " He look at the bright side he gets out of line we can drop him on a building or something. Come one." Though the lower parts of his face remained covered by his mouth his eyes more than made up for the lack of his smile. Liz paused for awhile before she said, "Yes, Tara is my mother, and I would prefer if not continue your jabs at her through Chamberlain. She has been through, done and accomplished more than you can imagine." "As to Blake, he knows his way around a fight, but mostly through experience with the mob and street life. He good enough to take out the average person, cruelly. However, he never searched out any real training due to his powers. You say he is a heat stroke knock off but he is at least as good as your friend, and much more willing to use his powers. I have seen footage of him take out entire swat teams in seconds. He can kill you by just placing his hand on your head and frying your brain. If it wasn't for this place taking our powers down to minimal standards, he would have a very good chance of killing us both." She swallowed and then said, "What they did to the people in project omega was horrible, but those who survived came up many times stronger than they went in, and the experiments were meant to cause their mutations to continually grow in strength. The only reason i don't gut him now is there are standing orders to capture and contain. I question the validity of that order, but I trust Tinker, Feral, and more importantly, my mother, If they think we need to take him alive I will abide by it. "Still, this man we've found, Quasar, is capable of suppressing Blake's power as they are now but who knows in a few years? I have seen Arbor's powers grow in the few years I have been with him. I wonder how long Blake will be containable. They must have something planned i can't comprehend."
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Feb 01, 2009 9:44 pm
Dragon Sneeze liz_bliz_inc James activated the weapon on his left shoulder, a blazing red beam of pure focused laser burned through the air, cutting a swath through many of the debris flying at him. In the quick five seconds that the beam was sustained for James attempted to sever as many of Stifle's scarves as he could, as near as he could to her body. He was trying to disarm her, not knowing that he was effectively dismembering her. The beam tore through three scarves and Stifle's midsection. In a few seconds but what seemed like hours her top half separated from her bottom half. She was eerily silent as she began to unravel revealing nothing inside. Her bottom half simply fell over into a pile, but her top half pulled itself along the ground by her wrapped hands a ghostly scream upon her muffled face. She almost reached Titan before her arms simply ceased to be and her face vanished in a gust of wind and a misshapen pile of scarves. "Octavia!" Danny shouted unsure how to feel. In the center of the heap were a collection of items she seemed to be keeping inside her: a crude doll, a small communication device, a tranq dart, a broken pair of reading glasses and a small cassette tape. "What?" James said as the rim of his weapon cooled down from red hot with a whining sound. "She was just made of scarves?"
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Dragon Sneeze Vice Captain
|
Posted: Sun Feb 01, 2009 9:48 pm
liz_bliz_inc Dragon Sneeze liz_bliz_inc James activated the weapon on his left shoulder, a blazing red beam of pure focused laser burned through the air, cutting a swath through many of the debris flying at him. In the quick five seconds that the beam was sustained for James attempted to sever as many of Stifle's scarves as he could, as near as he could to her body. He was trying to disarm her, not knowing that he was effectively dismembering her. The beam tore through three scarves and Stifle's midsection. In a few seconds but what seemed like hours her top half separated from her bottom half. She was eerily silent as she began to unravel revealing nothing inside. Her bottom half simply fell over into a pile, but her top half pulled itself along the ground by her wrapped hands a ghostly scream upon her muffled face. She almost reached Titan before her arms simply ceased to be and her face vanished in a gust of wind and a misshapen pile of scarves. "Octavia!" Danny shouted unsure how to feel. In the center of the heap were a collection of items she seemed to be keeping inside her: a crude doll, a small communication device, a tranq dart, a broken pair of reading glasses and a small cassette tape. "What?" James said as the rim of his weapon cooled down from red hot with a whining sound. "She was just made of scarves?" Danny walked up and picked up a few of the items in the scarf pile. "What is all of this stuff?"
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Feb 01, 2009 9:52 pm
The Kohr Dragon Sneeze The Kohr Dragon Sneeze The Kohr "That's what I'm all about sir! I love information, I like to gather as much as possible before I jump into action." Leon looked around and notice the chalk boards linned with information. " Like that stuff, what is all of that?" "Ah, well those are leads and info on current cases." Oz said as he floated over, "This here for example is everything we've collected on the kingpin the Manager. We are currently analyzing the data." "Now that's what I need, real raw data. I guess I need to work on my networking. The Manager is the guy who runs the docks right... JJ?" Leon asked with a smile as he absorbed information from all over. "Yes indeed m'boy!" Oz replied with zeal, "You have the makings of a fine detective." He pointed to a few things on the board. "What we are trying to discover is the link between the import of illegal commodities and Mr. Snyder." "But that's almost impossible! Everyone knows he does these things, but no one has ever had any proof. I just don't get the so-called justice department." Leon sighed “You guys sure do a lot of talking.” Laura laughed walking over to the two and sat beside Leon on the couch, “ Why don’t we just get this JJ guy? You got any suggestions?” she looked to Oz for a reply.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Feb 01, 2009 9:55 pm
Vmak The Kohr Vmak The Kohr liz_bliz_inc "I..." Tara paused for a moment before she looked at the bottom of her arm, a rather large shard of rock stuck in it. "Wonderful," she said as she yanked it out and threw it aside. "I just had this jacket cleaned too." The hole in her arm seemed to begin to seal together, the loose strands of flesh reweaving. "Anyway, I think we need to move to somewhere we can have a better chance of finding the others. This guy, who ever he is, is in the same boat as us now. He needs to get off this rock just as much as us. That means he needs us just as much as we need him." --------------------------------------- --------------------------------------- Liz stashed her knife but pointed at Blake and said harshly, "If you even THINK about pulling s**t I will put you in the ground so fast you won't even see it coming, capech?" Blake gave a smirk and said, "Of course mam' I wouldn't want to get into a fight with someone who I'm sure was trained by Tara Illias herself." Liz gave him a quick glare before she moved up to where Reaper was. She spoke softly, "His name is Blake Gruden, he was one of the five survivors of the Project Omega initiative that the Hunters took down about 5 years before I was a part of it, before it fell apart for a few years. He is the one Necropotence was talking about when she said one of them when homicidally insane. Our guess is the mafia arrange murdering of his parents when he was young, the street like he lived through after that and the experimentation on him during project omega fractured his mind. He is still there mentally, but his view of the world is warped beyond reason and repair. He can manipulate heat itself, and many things with incredibly high heat indexes." "He'll come along with us no doubt, isn't that right?" Sovereign laughed at the idea of working with Coldsnap. "But, he wont come along quietly. I wish I could have landed next to Dave instead, at least he knows when to shut the hell up...." He looked around," We should get moving." ---------------------------------- "So Necropotence wouldn't happen to be your mommy now would she.... Tara? Nice name. " Reaper climbed a top a sizable crag to get a better view of the surrounding sector they had landed upon," Ascalon, you fancy yourself a fighter right? Why bother wasting your energy upon the Heatstroke knock off? He doesn't appear to have anywhere near the same amount of skill in hand to hand combat as you or I.... You shouldn't have even bothered addressing issues with him; it's a waste of time. And information trading no matter how subtle can prove fatal." He turned to her and knelt down to lend her a hand to hoist her upon the stone obstacle that jolted from the ground before them. " He look at the bright side he gets out of line we can drop him on a building or something. Come one." Though the lower parts of his face remained covered by his mouth his eyes more than made up for the lack of his smile. “b***h please, don’t act like you know me flyboy!” Coldsnap took another puff on his cigar before he suddenly sat on the ground. He leaned back in a rather comfortable position. “Your going to have to carry my happy a** if you want me to go anywhere with your mother ********. s**t, why should I roll with bitches I don’t know, I don’t.” He grinned and blew some smoke in the air while extending out a open hand. “Your move.” “I’m gonna smack your b***h a**. Is that what you want me to hit you so hard I make you feel like a kid again?” Sovereign’s tone changed not pleased Coldsnap’s typical response. “You better sit your big a** down, talking about ‘I’ll make you feel like a kid again.’ If we’re going to get off this hunk of junk, we got to get on the same mother ******** page and who the hell ya calling a b***h, b***h! I’m may not be the smartest guy here, but I have a feeling that there’s more spots like this on….. What the hell are we on!?” Coldsnap looked around in confusion. "If you don't quite down I'll make you my b***h," Tara said as she raised her hand, lifting Coldsnap up by his clothes. The cigar left his mouth and floated in front of his eye, the hot tip a few inches away. "Now settle down and play nice with others, or we might be stuck here forever." Tara let go of control of his clothes and put the cigar back in his mouth. She let out a huff of breath. That act should have been no more strenuous then lifting a finger for her, it was not the hardest she had ever had to try to do something with her powers but even with the steel like control of her powers that had not been the that hard to complete a simple task like that since she was 15. She whispered to Sovereign, "I think this place is draining our powers, no telling how long we will continue to have them."
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Feb 01, 2009 9:58 pm
Dragon Sneeze liz_bliz_inc Dragon Sneeze liz_bliz_inc James activated the weapon on his left shoulder, a blazing red beam of pure focused laser burned through the air, cutting a swath through many of the debris flying at him. In the quick five seconds that the beam was sustained for James attempted to sever as many of Stifle's scarves as he could, as near as he could to her body. He was trying to disarm her, not knowing that he was effectively dismembering her. The beam tore through three scarves and Stifle's midsection. In a few seconds but what seemed like hours her top half separated from her bottom half. She was eerily silent as she began to unravel revealing nothing inside. Her bottom half simply fell over into a pile, but her top half pulled itself along the ground by her wrapped hands a ghostly scream upon her muffled face. She almost reached Titan before her arms simply ceased to be and her face vanished in a gust of wind and a misshapen pile of scarves. "Octavia!" Danny shouted unsure how to feel. In the center of the heap were a collection of items she seemed to be keeping inside her: a crude doll, a small communication device, a tranq dart, a broken pair of reading glasses and a small cassette tape. "What?" James said as the rim of his weapon cooled down from red hot with a whining sound. "She was just made of scarves?" Danny walked up and picked up a few of the items in the scarf pile. "What is all of this stuff?" "Well that dart was from me, the rest I don't know. Maybe personal belongings?" James rubbed the chin of his suit as the laser cutter and Vulcan cannon weapons retracted and the rail gun swung around to a ready position on his back. "This is a very strange thing indeed. Was she just some how a pile of scarves controlled mentally? Or was her mental brain pattern somehow infused into the material? Either way this is one for the books."
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Dragon Sneeze Vice Captain
|
Posted: Sun Feb 01, 2009 10:10 pm
liz_bliz_inc Dragon Sneeze liz_bliz_inc Dragon Sneeze liz_bliz_inc James activated the weapon on his left shoulder, a blazing red beam of pure focused laser burned through the air, cutting a swath through many of the debris flying at him. In the quick five seconds that the beam was sustained for James attempted to sever as many of Stifle's scarves as he could, as near as he could to her body. He was trying to disarm her, not knowing that he was effectively dismembering her. The beam tore through three scarves and Stifle's midsection. In a few seconds but what seemed like hours her top half separated from her bottom half. She was eerily silent as she began to unravel revealing nothing inside. Her bottom half simply fell over into a pile, but her top half pulled itself along the ground by her wrapped hands a ghostly scream upon her muffled face. She almost reached Titan before her arms simply ceased to be and her face vanished in a gust of wind and a misshapen pile of scarves. "Octavia!" Danny shouted unsure how to feel. In the center of the heap were a collection of items she seemed to be keeping inside her: a crude doll, a small communication device, a tranq dart, a broken pair of reading glasses and a small cassette tape. "What?" James said as the rim of his weapon cooled down from red hot with a whining sound. "She was just made of scarves?" Danny walked up and picked up a few of the items in the scarf pile. "What is all of this stuff?" "Well that dart was from me, the rest I don't know. Maybe personal belongings?" James rubbed the chin of his suit as the laser cutter and Vulcan cannon weapons retracted and the rail gun swung around to a ready position on his back. "This is a very strange thing indeed. Was she just some how a pile of scarves controlled mentally? Or was her mental brain pattern somehow infused into the material? Either way this is one for the books." "What should we do with...her? The scarves? Is she dead?" Danny questioned. He looked at the communicator and handed it to Titan. "What about this? Who was she talking to?"
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Feb 01, 2009 10:26 pm
Dragon Sneeze liz_bliz_inc Dragon Sneeze liz_bliz_inc Dragon Sneeze liz_bliz_inc James activated the weapon on his left shoulder, a blazing red beam of pure focused laser burned through the air, cutting a swath through many of the debris flying at him. In the quick five seconds that the beam was sustained for James attempted to sever as many of Stifle's scarves as he could, as near as he could to her body. He was trying to disarm her, not knowing that he was effectively dismembering her. The beam tore through three scarves and Stifle's midsection. In a few seconds but what seemed like hours her top half separated from her bottom half. She was eerily silent as she began to unravel revealing nothing inside. Her bottom half simply fell over into a pile, but her top half pulled itself along the ground by her wrapped hands a ghostly scream upon her muffled face. She almost reached Titan before her arms simply ceased to be and her face vanished in a gust of wind and a misshapen pile of scarves. "Octavia!" Danny shouted unsure how to feel. In the center of the heap were a collection of items she seemed to be keeping inside her: a crude doll, a small communication device, a tranq dart, a broken pair of reading glasses and a small cassette tape. "What?" James said as the rim of his weapon cooled down from red hot with a whining sound. "She was just made of scarves?" Danny walked up and picked up a few of the items in the scarf pile. "What is all of this stuff?" "Well that dart was from me, the rest I don't know. Maybe personal belongings?" James rubbed the chin of his suit as the laser cutter and Vulcan cannon weapons retracted and the rail gun swung around to a ready position on his back. "This is a very strange thing indeed. Was she just some how a pile of scarves controlled mentally? Or was her mental brain pattern somehow infused into the material? Either way this is one for the books." "What should we do with...her? The scarves? Is she dead?" Danny questioned. He looked at the communicator and handed it to Titan. "What about this? Who was she talking to?" "Trying talking through it," James said, "Easiest way to find out."
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Dragon Sneeze Vice Captain
|
Posted: Sun Feb 01, 2009 10:36 pm
liz_bliz_inc Dragon Sneeze liz_bliz_inc Dragon Sneeze liz_bliz_inc "What?" James said as the rim of his weapon cooled down from red hot with a whining sound. "She was just made of scarves?" Danny walked up and picked up a few of the items in the scarf pile. "What is all of this stuff?" "Well that dart was from me, the rest I don't know. Maybe personal belongings?" James rubbed the chin of his suit as the laser cutter and Vulcan cannon weapons retracted and the rail gun swung around to a ready position on his back. "This is a very strange thing indeed. Was she just some how a pile of scarves controlled mentally? Or was her mental brain pattern somehow infused into the material? Either way this is one for the books." "What should we do with...her? The scarves? Is she dead?" Danny questioned. He looked at the communicator and handed it to Titan. "What about this? Who was she talking to?" "Trying talking through it," James said, "Easiest way to find out." Danny looked over the device and flicked the send switch. "Hello?" The device crackled a moment and then a voice transmitted. "Huh? Cheeseburger?" A voice sounded in the background, "Sir, it's been compromised." It cut out and the communicator sparked and rolled black smoke.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Feb 01, 2009 10:51 pm
liz_bliz_inc The Kohr liz_bliz_inc The Kohr liz_bliz_inc "More so than you might like," Tara said back. "Who are you?" “He’s Coldsnap, I recognize his voice.” Sovereign belted under his cape. He was completely covered by dirt with in his own personal ditch created by his impact. He rose to his feet awkwardly stumbling. Something is off here I feel funny. Check list. Strength…questionable. Durability He peered at the ditch big check. Speed ******** I’ll put a check. I think I’m fine. Let’s see flight. He hovered turning himself around his face showed nothing but his usual smug confident smirk. I have a real bad feeling about this place. I don’t think now is the best time to mouth off.“So Coldsnap…. Jude what the hell are you doing up here, who did this? Who broke the beam and separate all of us? I know you had to be around, you always have had yourself mixed in with the wrong crowd.” Sovereign questioned him while he floated over to Tara’s side. "I..." Tara paused for a moment before she looked at the bottom of her arm, a rather large shard of rock stuck in it. "Wonderful," she said as she yanked it out and threw it aside. "I just had this jacket cleaned too." The hole in her arm seemed to begin to seal together, the loose strands of flesh reweaving. "Anyway, I think we need to move to somewhere we can have a better chance of finding the others. This guy, who ever he is, is in the same boat as us now. He needs to get off this rock just as much as us. That means he needs us just as much as we need him." --------------------------------------- --------------------------------------- Liz stashed her knife but pointed at Blake and said harshly, "If you even THINK about pulling s**t I will put you in the ground so fast you won't even see it coming, capech?" Blake gave a smirk and said, "Of course mam' I wouldn't want to get into a fight with someone who I'm sure was trained by Tara Illias herself." Liz gave him a quick glare before she moved up to where Reaper was. She spoke softly, "His name is Blake Gruden, he was one of the five survivors of the Project Omega initiative that the Hunters took down about 5 years before I was a part of it, before it fell apart for a few years. He is the one Necropotence was talking about when she said one of them when homicidally insane. Our guess is the mafia arrange murdering of his parents when he was young, the street like he lived through after that and the experimentation on him during project omega fractured his mind. He is still there mentally, but his view of the world is warped beyond reason and repair. He can manipulate heat itself, and many things with incredibly high heat indexes." "He'll come along with us no doubt, isn't that right?" Sovereign laughed at the idea of working with Coldsnap. "But, he wont come along quietly. I wish I could have landed next to Dave instead, at least he knows when to shut the hell up...." He looked around," We should get moving." ---------------------------------- "So Necropotence wouldn't happen to be your mommy now would she.... Tara? Nice name. " Reaper climbed a top a sizable crag to get a better view of the surrounding sector they had landed upon," Ascalon, you fancy yourself a fighter right? Why bother wasting your energy upon the Heatstroke knock off? He doesn't appear to have anywhere near the same amount of skill in hand to hand combat as you or I.... You shouldn't have even bothered addressing issues with him; it's a waste of time. And information trading no matter how subtle can prove fatal." He turned to her and knelt down to lend her a hand to hoist her upon the stone obstacle that jolted from the ground before them. " He look at the bright side he gets out of line we can drop him on a building or something. Come one." Though the lower parts of his face remained covered by his mouth his eyes more than made up for the lack of his smile. Liz paused for awhile before she said, "Yes, Tara is my mother, and I would prefer if not continue your jabs at her through Chamberlain. She has been through, done and accomplished more than you can imagine." "As to Blake, he knows his way around a fight, but mostly through experience with the mob and street life. He good enough to take out the average person, cruelly. However, he never searched out any real training due to his powers. You say he is a heat stroke knock off but he is at least as good as your friend, and much more willing to use his powers. I have seen footage of him take out entire swat teams in seconds. He can kill you by just placing his hand on your head and frying your brain. If it wasn't for this place taking our powers down to minimal standards, he would have a very good chance of killing us both." She swallowed and then said, "What they did to the people in project omega was horrible, but those who survived came up many times stronger than they went in, and the experiments were meant to cause their mutations to continually grow in strength. The only reason i don't gut him now is there are standing orders to capture and contain. I question the validity of that order, but I trust Tinker, Feral, and more importantly, my mother, If they think we need to take him alive I will abide by it. "Still, this man we've found, Quasar, is capable of suppressing Blake's power as they are now but who knows in a few years? I have seen Arbor's powers grow in the few years I have been with him. I wonder how long Blake will be containable. They must have something planned i can't comprehend." Reaper laughed continuing on the ruff terrain, “Kid I doubt you mother has done anything more than I can imagine. If we have the time I’ll tell you why but you seem more concerned with Blake. By the way I apologize for insulting your mother don’t think that I do that intentionally, I just like to make jokes helps me cope.” He sighed sliding carefully down the side of the crag. “As for Blake, I’m not afraid of him. Don’t get me wrong I know when to respect a power and when not to but even if he had his full powers he wouldn’t kill us. I don’t quit not even when I’m extra crispy.” Reaper laughed,” Ascalon my best friend is a little firebug. I think I can handle the heat. I don’t call him Hotpants because on the weekends he wears tight pink track pants everywhere he goes. I call him that because sometimes his pants are literally on fire. Funny story by the way… He was sleeping on the couch once back at our HQ and his pants spontaneously combusted… well actually when I think about it, it wasn’t that funny.” He stopped for a moment and then walked further inward. “So you do the whole hero thing, what’s your track record kid? What have you taken on?” He changed topics to avoid the embarrassing story.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Feb 01, 2009 10:57 pm
liz_bliz_inc Vmak The Kohr Vmak The Kohr liz_bliz_inc "I..." Tara paused for a moment before she looked at the bottom of her arm, a rather large shard of rock stuck in it. "Wonderful," she said as she yanked it out and threw it aside. "I just had this jacket cleaned too." The hole in her arm seemed to begin to seal together, the loose strands of flesh reweaving. "Anyway, I think we need to move to somewhere we can have a better chance of finding the others. This guy, who ever he is, is in the same boat as us now. He needs to get off this rock just as much as us. That means he needs us just as much as we need him." --------------------------------------- --------------------------------------- Liz stashed her knife but pointed at Blake and said harshly, "If you even THINK about pulling s**t I will put you in the ground so fast you won't even see it coming, capech?" Blake gave a smirk and said, "Of course mam' I wouldn't want to get into a fight with someone who I'm sure was trained by Tara Illias herself." Liz gave him a quick glare before she moved up to where Reaper was. She spoke softly, "His name is Blake Gruden, he was one of the five survivors of the Project Omega initiative that the Hunters took down about 5 years before I was a part of it, before it fell apart for a few years. He is the one Necropotence was talking about when she said one of them when homicidally insane. Our guess is the mafia arrange murdering of his parents when he was young, the street like he lived through after that and the experimentation on him during project omega fractured his mind. He is still there mentally, but his view of the world is warped beyond reason and repair. He can manipulate heat itself, and many things with incredibly high heat indexes." "He'll come along with us no doubt, isn't that right?" Sovereign laughed at the idea of working with Coldsnap. "But, he wont come along quietly. I wish I could have landed next to Dave instead, at least he knows when to shut the hell up...." He looked around," We should get moving." ---------------------------------- "So Necropotence wouldn't happen to be your mommy now would she.... Tara? Nice name. " Reaper climbed a top a sizable crag to get a better view of the surrounding sector they had landed upon," Ascalon, you fancy yourself a fighter right? Why bother wasting your energy upon the Heatstroke knock off? He doesn't appear to have anywhere near the same amount of skill in hand to hand combat as you or I.... You shouldn't have even bothered addressing issues with him; it's a waste of time. And information trading no matter how subtle can prove fatal." He turned to her and knelt down to lend her a hand to hoist her upon the stone obstacle that jolted from the ground before them. " He look at the bright side he gets out of line we can drop him on a building or something. Come one." Though the lower parts of his face remained covered by his mouth his eyes more than made up for the lack of his smile. “b***h please, don’t act like you know me flyboy!” Coldsnap took another puff on his cigar before he suddenly sat on the ground. He leaned back in a rather comfortable position. “Your going to have to carry my happy a** if you want me to go anywhere with your mother ********. s**t, why should I roll with bitches I don’t know, I don’t.” He grinned and blew some smoke in the air while extending out a open hand. “Your move.” “I’m gonna smack your b***h a**. Is that what you want me to hit you so hard I make you feel like a kid again?” Sovereign’s tone changed not pleased Coldsnap’s typical response. “You better sit your big a** down, talking about ‘I’ll make you feel like a kid again.’ If we’re going to get off this hunk of junk, we got to get on the same mother ******** page and who the hell ya calling a b***h, b***h! I’m may not be the smartest guy here, but I have a feeling that there’s more spots like this on….. What the hell are we on!?” Coldsnap looked around in confusion. "If you don't quite down I'll make you my b***h," Tara said as she raised her hand, lifting Coldsnap up by his clothes. The cigar left his mouth and floated in front of his eye, the hot tip a few inches away. "Now settle down and play nice with others, or we might be stuck here forever." Tara let go of control of his clothes and put the cigar back in his mouth. She let out a huff of breath. That act should have been no more strenuous then lifting a finger for her, it was not the hardest she had ever had to try to do something with her powers but even with the steel like control of her powers that had not been the that hard to complete a simple task like that since she was 15. She whispered to Sovereign, "I think this place is draining our powers, no telling how long we will continue to have them." "Don’t bother whispering, Jude knows as well. That’s why he's still here. Otherwise he would have tried to kill one of us or at least give us more of a fight, rather than stage a sit down. Am I right?" Sovereign scoffed at his unique behavior. " You know where we are anyways Coldsnap. But what I want to know is why you are here and how many you brought, and that's not counting yourself or your girlfriend Dave.”
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Feb 01, 2009 11:01 pm
Vmak The Kohr Dragon Sneeze The Kohr Dragon Sneeze The Kohr "That's what I'm all about sir! I love information, I like to gather as much as possible before I jump into action." Leon looked around and notice the chalk boards linned with information. " Like that stuff, what is all of that?" "Ah, well those are leads and info on current cases." Oz said as he floated over, "This here for example is everything we've collected on the kingpin the Manager. We are currently analyzing the data." "Now that's what I need, real raw data. I guess I need to work on my networking. The Manager is the guy who runs the docks right... JJ?" Leon asked with a smile as he absorbed information from all over. "Yes indeed m'boy!" Oz replied with zeal, "You have the makings of a fine detective." He pointed to a few things on the board. "What we are trying to discover is the link between the import of illegal commodities and Mr. Snyder." "But that's almost impossible! Everyone knows he does these things, but no one has ever had any proof. I just don't get the so-called justice department." Leon sighed “You guys sure do a lot of talking.” Laura laughed walking over to the two and sat beside Leon on the couch, “ Why don’t we just get this JJ guy? You got any suggestions?” she looked to Oz for a reply. "Take on JJ all by our selves. I can't go in to a fight with you. I barely know you, well other than the fact that you are practically failing economics.... which doesn't help your chances in this conversation." Leon replied cynically to her optimistic remarks.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Dragon Sneeze Vice Captain
|
Posted: Sun Feb 01, 2009 11:14 pm
Ester was organizing papers at the front desk when an elderly man walked up to the counter. He was dressed in a German style black leather coat and black fedora. "Pardon me, may I have a moment of your time?" he said.
Ester smiled and finished what she was doing before looking up. "Oh, yes excuse me. Welcome to-" When she looked up she froze. "You..." she whispered. The man's hand shot out with alarming speed and caught her arm. A current flowed through her and she was paralyzed. His face was that of a demon. "Yes..." he looked into her fear filled eyes, "Time for the final act. No no...sh sh sh shhhh.... Time for my revenge against that man. And the one little b***h I missed will help me." He dropped a round card with a spiral on it on the ground and absconded with Ester past everyone else in the lobby also paralyzed.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
