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Wall....STOP!!!! All of a sudden, a huge brick wall appears in front of me.. "Ahh!!!" I slam on the brakes and take a spill all over the pavement, that's when I realize that it was all in my head. He put it there and made me crash. I didn't break anything, but I got a case of road rash from hell. "Oh...damn, kid...you're good." I quickly spring back up on my feet and speed off.
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IC: Bennie Farmer Part VI Farmer heard the Blur's voice and grinned. This fight couldn't be over so soon, though. So, Farmer utilized another one of his abilities: mind control. Farmer forced a thought into the Blur's head as he sped off, Come back. Don't run off.
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"Who's running, dick-head?" He's good, I'll give him that. But he's good enough to know he's good. And pride cometh before a fall. In one swift motion, I stop inches from his face. "Hello!" I use a move my mom taught me, using both my fist tp punch both sides of his head at the same time. A headache punch is what they call it. It causes instant pain to the head. "Let's see how good a psychic is when he has a migraine."
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IC: Bennie Farmer Part VII Farmer grimaces, but uses the powers of mental suggestion to impart his pain onto the Blue Blur as well. "You don't get off that easy." He says, through gritted teeth.
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"Yep, I do get off that easy." In one swift motion, I put my arms around his neck and put him in a sleeper hold. Hard to use that brain when you're passed out. "Rock-a-bye and good night...go to sleep now baby."
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IC: Bennie Farmer Part VIII Farmer superheats his flesh as hot as is possible. It's a long shot, but if he can stay awake long enough for the Blur to get burned, he might be able to get a few good blows in.
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I tighten my grip on him as he starts to struggle. "You're...not...getting off that easy..." The pain is getting unberable. My vision starts to blur and darken, I think I'm losing consciousness as well...
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IC: Bennie Farmer Part VIII Farmer's vision slowly began to go dark. He felt his eyes slowly close and his head fell backwards. He could only take comfort in the fact that he was being knocked out with the mental suggestion of the Blur's headache still in place. Only when he woke up again, would the Blur's head stop hurting.
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"Johnny? Bruce? It's Matt....send Dr. Brown to third avenue. I got a guy he might want to check out." "Who is he?" "I can't talk right now, Johnny my boy...I'm gonna rest now." I feel my legs go out from underneath me as I sucumb to the pain. I hea the police sirens wail as the come onto the scence and I hear the yealling of the SWAT team surrounding the area as I fall. I'm out like a light as soon as I hit the pavement.
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The radio would no longer work. "They had better have gotten everyone out." I grunted and took off. I was tired and pissed. Let the reporters make of it what they want, I wanted nothing to do with them. The government would be able to explain it. I didn't care what they said or how they said it. I just needed to get out of there.
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 Electron/Blacklight team up- Prequel I hear sirens go past my windows, and quickly take my mask and gloves off, pulling my clothes over top of my suit, and run downstairs. "Mom, I'm going out!" I shout, and without waiting for a reply, I'm out the door. I duck into an alley, and I fly out as Electron! I listen hard, and pick up the sirens again. I fly toward where they are coming from. People who were looking up would just think that it was a lightening bolt or something, because of my speed. I fly, and then stop on a rooftop. I see the police outside the bank. "Come out with your hands up!" The captain shouts through a megaphone. The comeback to this statement is a massive explosion, that is so violent it smashes all the windows in the building and even makes me slightly loose my balance. "He's going up!" I hear someone shout to the captain. I see someone in a suit of metal reenforced Spandex, with a belt and a balaclava. A WWII style Gas Mask obscures his face. I fly toward him. When I get close enough, the bloke looks round at me.  "What's your problem, WWII man?" I say to the man. A bomb appears in his hand out of nowhere. "The Name's GunPowder, boy, and don't you forget it!" The man says. He throws the bomb at me. With lightning fast reflexes, I dodge and zap the bomb, rendering it useless. I turn to be hit with a bullet in the arm. "Argh!" I shout out in pain. GunPowder laughs as I loose concentration on my Electric disk and it dissipates, leaving me to plummet. He generates another bomb and hurls it at me, and I just manage to create another disk and dodge in time. The bomb still hurts me though. I fly up and send a bolt at him. He leaps out of the way and the bolt hits exactly where he was standing. He opens the palm of his hand and bullets fly out in a machine gun style. I try to dodge by flying over him, but one catches me in the hand and my board dissipates again so I fall onto the building top. "Buggar!" I shout loudly. I pull myself up, and when I look round, he's gone. "Damn." I curse under my breath. I fly back to my house, and change in the alley again. I go to the door, but it is locked, so I fly up tom my bedroom and enter that way. I concoct a plan and run downstairs. I unlock the door (So it will look like I had a door key, which is how I got in) and then go in the lounge. I switch on the telly. The theme tune of the Simpsons starts just as Mom comes in. "Jake! What happened?" She asks, remarking on the state of me. "Uh, stair fall." Man, I've been lying to Mom a lot lately. I just daren't tell her about me, she might have an emotional breakdown. But anyway, that excuse is good enough for her and she walks away. Feeling an ember of guilt lin my stomach, I turn back to the Simpsons.
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"Nnng..." Bennie Farmer said as he slowly opened his eyes. The room around him was obviously some sort of hospital. The bed was uncomfortable, it reeked of piss and 409, and he was restrained. "Good morning." A hoarse voice said from the corner of his hospital room. Farmer turned his head and saw a man, roughly six feet tall, with a cane. The man had obviously not shaved in a week or so, and looked to be the sort of man who didn't tolerate stupidity.  "I'm Doctor House." He said. "And you are the idiot who attempted to kill one of the single most evolved humans in history." House limped closer to Farmer's bed. "I'll repeat it once more..."  "Idiot." House laughed. "If you're trying to use your psychic ability, I wouldn't bother. My associate back there, Dr. Brown," House gestured behind him, outside of the door, "and I have created a delicious little cocktail of various medication that will suppress those nasty little powers of yours." Farmer struggled with his binds, trying to free himself. "Where the hell am I?" Bennie asked, angrily. "What's wrong? Need a teddy bear? Maybe someone who can read a story to you, make you feel like you're asleep at home, in bed?" House teased. "Answer my question!" Bennie screamed. "Why don't you just reach into my head and take the answer from me that way? Doesn't the mood strike you right?" House asked with a smirk. "You can't, because my colleague has more experience than anyone on the planet in both the fields of physics and human evolution." "And who the **** are you?" Farmer asked. "Me? I'm just the lowly infections disease guy. I can diagnose any condition in the world simply from symptoms. Then, I can pick the exact treatment that can cure the person in under a minute. And... just a reminder... you're an idiot." House opened his jacked and popped the top off of a pill bottle. He threw a pill down his throat and swallowed it without water. "These are vicodin. They're mine. You can't have any." "For your leg." Farmer said, trying to take a different approach. "No. Because they're yummy." House limped out of the room. His associate, Dr. Brown was waiting for him. "He's good, Brown." House said. "It's interesting." "You like interesting. You have for the entire time I've known you." "I do. That's why I'm willing to examine him. If he was boring, you'd be alone."  "Well that's good. With his ability, we could hypothetically do anything. We could solve crimes, heal injuries, supply infinite power to the nation." "It's amazing what the human mind can do." House said, limping off.
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 AGNUS DEI Season I - Part 5 The amnesiac stood alone in the alley beside the church, watching the evening sky try on the black garb of night. For a moment, he stopped thinking and just stared up into the heavens. It was the first time since he'd woken up that he hadn't wondered who he was... hadn't wondered why he was wearing the helmet... hadn't wondered what sort of powers he had... hadn't wondered who the strange with the goggles was... As the moon broke through the thin sheath of clouds that sought to contain it, the amnesiac finally decided on a course of action. Staying in the shadows, only moving into the light once he was sure the area was clear, he ran to the nearest phone booth. It was there he found the address of the police station. ********** Crouching in the bushes that ran along the parking lot, the amnesiac stared anxiously at the police station's back doors. At last, they flew open and a portly middle-aged man came thundering out. He marched up to one of the cars and was about to climb in when his cell phone rang. "Police Chief Block ... Who? ... Right, right ... He said what? ... And you believed that? ... Really? ... So that's what you're gonna print? ... Suit yourself, buddy. Don't come crying to me when-- ... What? ... No no, say that again, I dare you! ... Yeah, that's what I thought. Go write a fluff piece you little worm." The amnesiac stepped out of the bushes and crept up behind Block. "Mr. Block? I need your help." The Police Chief whirled around and his jaw dropped he immeadiately reached for his pistol. The amnesiac reached out and grabbed his hand. "Wait! I'm not going to hurt you, I--" Block brought his leg up swiftly and connected with the amnesiac's groin. As stars began to dance across his field of vision, the amnesiac's knees weakened. He hated what he was about to do, but it was necessary. He punched the Chief in the jaw, just one. Fearing that he really did posess enhanced strength, the amnesiac used restraint. Still, the blow knocked Block unconscious. The amnesiac threw the body over his shoulder and began to run. For a big man, Block seemed to weigh surprisingly little... |
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"You haven't seen Mr. Byrd around? He's about, yea big, black hair. Wearing a blue superhero costume and possibly moving at Mach 1?"
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House continues to limp without missing a beat. "The Blur's fully evolved." House stopped, and looked at his fellow doctor. "He's boring."
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 Then Kalamari-Man proceded to attack. (OOC: You know the drill) VIDEO-CLick to Watch!:
He started be stretching out all four of his claw arms, and ran at me. His claws opened up wide like they were alive and roaring at me, then snapping rapidly. He stopped where I stood. Jabbing at me with all four of his arms in sequence. I was easily dodging or deflecting every one, ducking and jumping and moving my body away from the sharp crab claws. Eventually I was able to grab hold of one of his elastic-y, green hued arms, and tried to throw him over my shoulder, but to my dismay his arm just became lengthier and he remained still. I had to make him lose his balance. One trick I had learned was to use my hover pads to jump higher. With a big leap, flipping around to avoid any incoming claw stabs, I had landed behind Kalamari-Man, and faced Prod. "You dare face ME!?!" "You dare continue talking like that?" I mocked. "You need to get with the times." Prod then took one of his tazers and started to shoot small blue electric bursts from the two-pronged tip. I narrowly avoided them, and managed to get a punch in, but eventually one hit me in the chest. It didn't hurt as much being that at the time, my suit was part rubber, but it still stung like a b***h and sent me flying near the edge, dropping my boomerang somewhere nearby, until Kalamari-Man caught me and took hold of both my arms, leaving me helpless as he stretched his arms further until I was forced to face Prod as he smiled menacingly. "Ahh. At long last. I can now have my revenge!" "Sure you can. But you'll still be a powerless, crooked, idiotic D-List villain that tries desperately to become something he's never gonna be... Special." I finished as I spit in his face. His smile dissappeared faster than I could say 'jalopy' and his face was filled with rage and his head became redder than Michael Jordan's away jersey. He then pulled on my suit neck, my head following it towards his. We were literally eye to eye, or eye to abnormally large visor. "You will pay for your insolence, maggot!" Then with one of his tazers, he stabbed me with the tips, injecting me with electricity. The pain was ruthless. I was gritting my teeth to keep from screaming. He just kept on laughing at my agony. I couldn't stop. I tried to pull away from Clawe's grip, but with no avail. My suit and skin were smelling of smoke. The surges of volts were numbing every one of my nerves, until it happened with one last pull... I don't know how the event triggered the DNA sequence that gave me my strength. Maybe it was the stress. Power of will. Most likely the eletric shock jumpstarted my evolution, but that didn't matter. All that mattered, was that I was strong. I was finally able to pull Kalamari-Man off of me, and over the ledge. Then I ran at Prod and landed a super-powered punch in his eye. Breaking his large visor in the proccess. He fell like an anvil. "Whoooah. Cool!" I muttered to myself excited. But the celebration didn't last long, when Clawe came back and spun in a circle, stretchy arms whirling around like a top. He spun so fast I was knocked back by the kinetic force near the ledge, where Kalamari-Man stopped and picked me up with his arms, wrapping them around me and dangling off the edge. I was sorta screwed. Then out of the corner of my eye, I see Prod getting back up and walking next to his ally in evil. Now I was double screwed. "Goodbye, hero." Then he let go. I was falling fast. My hoverpads wouldn't work. I was gonna die. Falling down next to a 200 story building. I was facing the ground while I was heading towards my imminent demise. I covered my face with my arms and closed my eyes, but I stopped. Was it over? Was I dead? I opened my eyes to notice that I was floating above the ground! I was flying too! Then the fight was gonna get interesting. "Man. I can't believe this s**t..." Then I repositioned myself, and begain the ascension back to the roof. "Time to end this!" 
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Have you ever had a boss you loved? The government these days had long ago lost America. Especially making me what I am. I could legally arrest, try, and execute a criminal. There may be repercussions for executing when it wasn't necesary, but those were never even hinted at. For the government to make me an end-all be-all was ridiculous. But the power I had to move like a liquid powerhouse was amazing. I might as well use that power, with the power the government has given me, to try and return this country to it's proper position.
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Brown laughs as he adjusts his glasses. "Sorry, low blow...I know." House reaches into his pocket for the pill bottle.. "Also...I think you should cutdown with the pills...I say this as a friend who's known you for ten years..."
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House smiles and twists his head to one side and smiles at Brown's joke. "Nice." He mutters, appreciating the ingenuity of his friend's joke. "As far as the pills go, I don't have a pain management problem, I have a pain problem. You've known me for ten years, the pain's gotten worse in ten years. What a coincidence."
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Brown looks around and lowers his voice as he talks to House. "Cody Jenks had Polio and I gave him a concentrated dose of the serum..I fixed his legs but at a horrible cost..."
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House looks down at his feet. He doesn't bother to change the subject. "We all make mistakes." He says, almost humanely. Then, in a far more venomous tone, House continues. "And we all pay a price."
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I take the time to walk up, still in costume with my mask off my face and hanging like a hood. "Howdy, fellas." Dr. Brown snaps out of his stare and looks at me and then to the short man with the cane. "Here's someone I want you to meet, Matt. Greg House, Matt Byrd. The Blue Blur." I hold out my hand and smile. "Nice to meetcha. If you're wondering, I'm not retarded. I actually get paid to dress like this."
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House stares at the kid's hand. In an awkward moment, he pulls his hand back. "Sorry, bum leg." House mutters, motioning his head towards his cane. The three men stood staring at each other for a moment when House's pager went off. "What's wrong?" Brown asked. "Our patient is dying." House said looking up. "You two better tag along." He said, limping back the way he came.
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"What do we do?" "I'm not sure. He seems to be going into cardiogenic shock." Ever the MD, Dr. Brown rushes forward as House follows close behind.
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House followed Brown into the room. Brown reached for the wall to press the nurses' alert button. House smacked his hand out of the way with his cane. "Look at his vitals." House muttered, pointing to a monitor on the wall. "I see them!" Brown cries, reaching again for the button. "His heart is racing, but his O2 levels are normal." House says, limping forward. He opened a drawer next to the bed and took out a syringe. "Point one CC ativan." He said, pushing the medication into Farmer's IV. Slowly, Farmer's heart rate went back to normal, bringing his blood pressure and other vitals with him. "Well..." House said with a laugh. "Looks like we've got ourselves a mystery."
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