The Create-A-Hero RPG Season II IC Thread

[NiteMare Shape]

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It doesn't take him long to find the source of the screaming. A young woman cornered in an alley by three thugs. They push her around, taunt her, and threaten her with blades.

"Cowards" He thinks to himself as he descends on them.

He wastes no time, before they even know that he is there, the first one is down, dropped by a jaw crushing right hand that leaves him unconscious. The other two thugs turn their attention to him, one rushing him with his knife. Shadow Walker grabs the assailant's arm just above the wrist. He hyperextends he man's elbow, turning and hitting him in the back of the head with a hard knife-edged shot, dropping him.

The third thug decides against physicality, instead opting to pull a .357 magnum revolver out of his jacket, and begins firing. Shadow Walker phases out, teleporting behind the thug, hitting him in the back with a hard roundhouse kick to the spine. The thug drops, but not before Shadow Walker hits him again, knocking him out.

Shadow Walker again wastes no time in tying the three thugs together with some chord from the rappelling line that is housed in his gauntlet.

"You may want to get home now." He says to the frightened young woman, who does as he says and runs out of the alley.

Then he raises his arm into the air, fires the rappelling line and ascends to the rooftops. As he moves from rooftop to rooftop, he never sees the man watching him from the park Cadillac Escalade from the street across from the alley.

"Hey Boss-man...I've made visual contact. How do you want me to proceed?" He says into the secure radio frequencey provided by his employer.

"Hit him."

"Yes sir, Mr. Midas."

 

[SuperBoy-CK]

The Youngster
Becoming A Hero part 3
One more can't hurt

It took me about close to three minutes to find a library, it might have been a lot easier for me to just ask someone but I had no time for people to look at me as if I was crazy. As I step inside the size of this library was to crazy to believe.

“How many books do people need to read?”

I notice one of the librarians walking by. I quickly close the gap between me and her and got behind her in no time.

“Excuse me Miss I don’t mean to bother you but I need to know where I can find books about bombs.”

She turns around about to answer my question but stops and looks at me as if I’m a weirdo. For a second I couldn’t understand why she was just staring at me till I look down and realize I am in my custom.

“Coming from a comic book convention, now can you please tell me where I can find the books? I’m in some what of a hurry.”

She turns her back slightly to the right and points her hand towards the back of the library.

“What you’re looking for will be in Science and Technology section.”

“Thanks.”

Before she could turn back around I was already where I need to be. In the Science and Technology section there were a lot of books about bombs and other things that relate. I had no choice but to read them all. Since I know that I will remember everything all I have to do is just make sure to look at all the pages.

I closed the last book and laid it on the table. That’s 56 books about bombs and things that similar to it I should be good to go. I look over to the clock up on the wall and notice I only have only a couple minutes left.

“I hope I can do this.” I blaze out of the library heading back to the bus.

While running I recall the officer saying that if anyone is seen heading to the bus they would blow it. Only choice I have is to run as fast as I can to get in the bus and hope not to been seen.

As I pass a corner of a building I see the bus a couple of feet in front of me. I dash straight into the bus and once inside I come out of super speed. The look on everyone face show that they were scared of the situation they were in and surprise to see me show up out the blue.

“Listen everyone just stay calm I’m here to help.”

I then move in close to the person on the left of me and start to deactivate the bomb.

“No don’t touch it.”

I then stop as I here the person behind me yell.

“If you touch just one of them then all of them will blow.”

“It’s okay I know how to do this everything will be ok.”

I hope everything will be okay. I should be good to go I read everything I need to know.

“Okay everyone I’m need for everyone to stay perfectly still. I am going to deactivate these bombs really really fast. Don’t move a single muscle till I tell you its okay.”

Okay first I need to find out what type of bomb I dealing with. I examine the bomb to the best of my ability and then think back to all the books I read trying to figure out exactly what I dealing with.

“Got it.”

I finally remembered what bomb had this same layout. With little time left I deactivate the first bomb and once nothing happened I then ran up and down the bus deactivating the rest of the bombs holding all of them in my hands.

“Okay everybody get off the bus fast as you can.”

I stand in the back of the bus watching as all of the passengers get off. A girl had stop right as she got to the door of the bus.

“Wait there is still I little girl on the bus.”

I ran up and down the bus I didn’t see no little girl.

“Where is she?”

She then points her hand down at my feet.

“You’re standing on her. Then placed her in the secret department below your feet, the latch should behind your feet.

“Thank you, now go head and get to safety.”

I turn around and see the latch and lift it up slowly not knowing what to suspect. As I lift it all the way up all I see are a bunch of wires and fluids that are connected to a vest that the little girl was wearing.

“Oh damn.”

Okay this is totally new I know I never seen nothing like this before.

“Please help me, I want my momy.”

I didn’t need to see the tears rolling down her face to know she was scared. Being in a situation like this would have anyone wish they were somewhere else.

“Listen ok, everything is going to be just fine. I’m getting you out of here so you can see you mom alright.”

She nods her head. Her life and my own were in my hands. As I was about to see if I could disarm the bomb it some how got activated. The fluids in the tubes began to mix with each other in an empty tube. Doesn’t take a genius to figure out what is going to happen once they mix to the top of the tube.

Only thing I can do is rip the vest off and run for dear life. But with this type of bomb I don’t know if I’m fast enough to out run the blast. What I wouldn’t do to be the Blue Blur right now.

No more thinking I have to act. I rip the vest off the girl and pull her out. As I’m pulling her out the bomb explodes and I watch for a second as it comes closer and closer to us before I finally take off running. As we was about to exit the bus my super speed had stop. I look back and seeing the explosion coming and coming FAST. Time is beginning to move back at it regular pace and there is no way I’m going to make it out. So in my last effort to save the little girl I shield her from what’s to come with my body hoping that it will be enough.

As the bus explodes even though the crowd was a good distance away they still got blown away by the force of the blast. Debris was flying everywhere and the flames and smoke covered most of the section of the street.

A lady behind the caution tape was crying out for here daughter. She was one of the select few who didn’t get put on the bus but her daughter did.

“PLEASE SOMEONE DO SOMETHING MY DAUGHTER STILL ON THE BUS!”

She yells out for someone to do something and no one does. As she was about to run into the flames and save her daughter herself one of the police officers stop her.

“I’m so sorry but there nothing that can be done. We can’t do anything for your daughter now.”

Those are the last words that this lady wanted to hear. She fell to the ground crying and screaming for the lost of her daughter.

“Hey look something is coming out the fire.” A person yells out.

Show enough here I am holding the little girl in my arms walking her out of the fire. It’s seems that my body is strong enough to take explosion up close. Lucky for the girl I was able to shield her from the blast. Most of my custom was burnt off but my hood was still over my face covering my identity.

The lady quickly gets off of the ground and runs towards me.

“Thank you so much. You saved my daughter.”

I then hand the lady her child.

“She will be okay she just have a few bruises.”

“Is there anyway I can repay you?”

“No I don’t need any payment. Just watching you hold your daughter in your arms is payment enough.”

As me and the lady were talking I notice the news camera coming my way.

“Now that everything okay I have to go.”

Being on TV is something that I’m not ready for just yet, heck I don’t even have a hero name yet. So to avoid talking to the news lady only thing for me to do is take off before they could ask me any questions.
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******​

I came back later in some regular street clothes just to make sure that no else did get hurt. As I was walking around I saw the news lady interviewing some of the people that were on the bus.

“So sir tell us in your own words what happen.”

“Well we were all on the bus thinking we were going to die and then out of no where some kid showed up out the blue.”

“How did you know he was a kid and not a man?”

“Well he spoke to us and he sound as if he was 16 or maybe 17.”

“I see, continue with your story.”

“After he spoke to us this youngster just ran fast I mean real fast not fast like the Blue Blur he’s a real hero but he was fast enough. After the kid deactivated the bombs he told us to leave and that’s what we did.”

The news lady then faces the camera thanking the old man for telling his story.

“Well there you have this mysterious youngster saves the day. He may possibly be a new hero in town or perhaps the fastest boy in town. I’m Linda Johnson reporting live for channel 6 news saying thank you and god bless you Youngster.”

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******

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Seeing that everything was now done I then decide to head back home.

“I'm going to be on TV.”

Funny how I been trying to come up with a name and the media gave me one.........The Youngster

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[Climperoonie]

PART III​

Drip. Drip. Drip.​

Where was I? I saw darkness, with only a parallelogram of light shining through. No... Not a parallelogram... A square that has perspective on it. As my eyes unblur, I look around the room.​

I'm in a bloody cell. A prison cell. I'm laying on a metal bed with a screen above me. And worst of all? Both hands are handcuffed to it. STRIKE.​

"Hey, bastards!" I shout. No answer. Then, the door opens. A man, not the same one as the @$$ who killed my dad, walks in.​

"Hey kid." He says, smiling. "Agent Patterson."​

"Yo Agent Patterson!" I grin. "Go to f***ing hell!"​

"Ah, you hate me just coz of Agent Bellamy." He shakes his head. "Different section. I'm part of Metahuman Genetics division, he's part of Metahuman Capture and Control division.​

"I don't give a $h!t." I curl my nose in mock disgust. "You're part of STRIKE. STRIKE murdered my dad."​

"Well then," He sighs. "Your release would have been a lot faster if you had of cooperated. Sorry kid, you're going to be here for a long while."​

And with that, he leaves.​

PART IV​

A day or so later, and me and another group of Metahumans were rounded up for "Physical testing". Meaning we were taken to a glorified lab and pitted against eachother. Bellamy stands there, grinning.​

"First up: Subject 2736 Coles, Jacob. You are up against Subject 1510 Tyler, Paul." He orders. I shake my head.​

"I'm not doing it." I refuse.​

"You're not in any posistion to argue. Get in the damn tank." He shouts. I still shake my head. He pulls out a strange device and inserts a two vials into it. He presses the button and me and Tyler collapse in pain, as a screeching echoes through our head. I clasp it, trying to hold it together. Then, he releases the button. I pull myself up and look at Paul.​

"I don't think we've got a choice." Tyler says.

"Damn right you don't." Bellamy sneers. He opens the tank door and we enter. "Now then. Neither of you is leaving until one of you is dead."​

 

[Mercy]

Sirce/Gwen Mayer
And the winner is....ONE

Gwen Mayer smiled as she looked in the reflection of her mirror, tonight was the nigh of all nights, tonight was the 81st Academy Awards. Gwen was nominated for:
Actress in lead role as Princess Diana in "Diana, The Princess of Wales"
Best Picture in "Diana, The Princess of Wales"
The costume designer, the director and the music director were nominated for "Diana, The Princess of Wales".
Gwen had made her best effort to look good, with her tonight was Tom, her Uncle Phillip, her P.A Helena Rise, her best on-screen friend Cate Blanchett who played Lady Sarah Spencer and the rest of the crew/cast.

Gwen was still in her mansion, Helena was downstairs, buzzing around, Gwen was taking the two kids who played Harry and William and their parents, in her limo. Suddenly, the bathroom door burst open and a glamorous Helena came running in.
"Come on, let's get you done! We don't want those magazines saying you have the worst dress!" Helena smiled, Gwen smiled and hugged Helena, the two were more best friends than companions. Helena escorted Gwen to her bedroom and helped her choose a dress.
"Do you think i'll win? Like Actress in lead role as Di"
"Of course! You nearly won a BAFTA!" Helena assured Gwen. Helena was looking through the walk-in wardrobe, Gwen slumped down on her bed.
"Oo! I like that one!" Gwen ran into the walk-in wardrobe, she picked out a red sparkling dress, the top was corseted with white ribbons and the bottom flowed out, it was red like Sirce's outfit.
"Good choice" Helena smiled. Gwen felt bad, she knew something bad would happen at the Oscars and she hoped no one would touch Helena or her family, I mean, wherever Gwen goes, she carries those spirits to unlock Sirce, which many people are after, no matter what.
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Sirce/Gwen Mayer
And the winner is....TWO

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"Agent Stracht come in" A voice buzzed into the walkie talkie of Lacey Stracht, agent of S.T.R.I.K.E.
"I'm here at Lost Haven theater, ready, I have everything in order, we must find Gwen" Lacey responded. Lacey slid her walkie talkie into her belt again and watched over the people setting up the red carpet. Lacey smiled at sat back, waiting for the right time.

Beverly Hills, Mayer's Mansion, 50 minutes until Oscars.
Gwen was talking to the mother of the two kids who played Harry and William. She was called Sarah Knight. What Gwen didn't know, was that Sarah Knight use to be the famous retro heroine Knightress, now retired.
"...Yeah I do hope Kim will be able to hold it in if Heath does win, even though it's tragic" Gwen smiled, Sarah nodded in agreement. Helena came running into the room, she tapped Gwen gently on the shoulder. Gwen slowly got up and followed Helena out the room.

"I just got a call...." Helena looked down, Gwen seemed puzzled,
"And?" Gwen questioned,
"It's S.T.R.I.K.E, they're--" Helena choked on the words, she hated to say it, she knew it would break Gwen's heart.
"--Going to die" Gwen growled.

 

[Eddie Brock]

FLUX

"They did what?!" Sean asks in angered disbelief as Chrissy finishes explaining what happened. She gave him the abridged version of the past couple weeks for her. Even still, it wasn't pretty.

Shrugging nonchalantly, Chrissy reasons, "It was my own fault for not being careful."

Shock riddles Sean's face. "How can you say that?" He stares deep into her eyes, searching for an explanation. "What they did to you..it's...inhumane! It isn't right?"

"What do you suggest I do, Sean?" Chrissy asks calmly. "I can't tell anyone. First of all, they were the government. Second of all, if I draw attention to myself, it may not be hard for everyone to figure out that I'm not a United States citizen. From there, it wouldn't be an impossible stretch to believe they could figure out where I'm really from." Showing no outward emotion, Chrissy takes a sip of the water Sean provided for her.

Sean thinks for a moment, not wanting to admit that she's right. Unfortunately, he knows she is. Frowning, he adds, "I still think something should get done." He looks away determinedly.

Chrissy reaches across the table and takes Sean's hand. "I appreciate the insinuation, but this is bigger than you." Sean looks back at her. "Just let it go," she suggests. "I have." After a moment, she continues - with a more serious tone, "Besides, I came across some very important information as a result of what happened."

Chrissy looks at Sean with worried eyes.

"My people are coming to Earth," she explains.

"The Ark...Arle...Aaro...?" Sean stammers.

With a soft, distant smile, Chrissy says, "The Arlaaekans, yes."

After studying her facial expressions for a second, Sean asks, "I'm assuming this isn't a happy-go-lucky family reunion type thing?"

Chrissy shakes her head coldly. "The Arlaaekans are a warring people. If Earth is lucky, you will all be enslaved. If Earth is unlucky, it is likely the human race will be wiped out."

"Far from happy-go-lucky," Sean deadpans. Chrissy admires his ability to keep his humor about him. It's one of his many gravitating qualities. "Okay, so what can I do?" Sean asks eagerly.

"Nothing," Chrissy replies with concern. "I want you to continue living your normal life. Don't dwell on this." She looks into his eyes as she gives this message.

Sean argues, "Chrissy, I can't just sit by while my planet is invaded..."

"I don't want you getting involved," Chrissy explains firmly. "You have too much going on in your life. Again, this is bigger than you."

"So what about you?"

"My father is leading the invasion. I will try to reason with him."

Begrudgingly, Sean asks, "Failing that?"

Chrissy is forced to look away. She can feel the beginnings of moisture in her eyes. She's afraid. "I...I don't know."
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[Byrd Man]

Blue Blur
Learning Curves

"Help!" A woman screams out in the middle of an empty alleyway.

Her attacker paws at her purse.

Kensei and I stand behind a dumpster watching. While I'm not wearing my costume, I am decked out in jeans and a hoodie draped over my face to disguise myself.

"Wait for it, Matthew...GO!"

I leap out from behind the dumpster and charge the mugger, he hears me coming and turns on his heels with a switchblade aimed right at my guts.

I stop at the last second, the knife's blade just inches from my intestine, I grab the mugger by the wrist and twist his hand. He grits and almost drops the blade, not before slicing with it.

"Ahh!" I grunt as the knife cuts my stomach. It's not too deep, but it broke the skin.

"You idiot!" I say as I kick the mugger in the stomach and punch him in the face.

"Now I'm going to have to get a tetanus shot!"

I punch the mugger int he face again to finish him off, the woman he was trying to mug is long gone. Just leaving me standing by myself with a cut on my stomach.

"You did well...but you're still not there yet." Kensei says as he approaches me.

"Enough already! I'm tired of this crap! What are you trying to prove?! How much torture I can take until I'm dead?! Is that what you want to do?! You want to kill me?! Go ahead and take your katana out and chop my head off, Mister Shogun!"

"You need to be ready."

"For what, exactly?! All you ever say is 'great evil' that the 'times ahead will be difficult' enough with this fortune cookie ******** and spit it out!"

The old Japanese warrior gives me a look that could cut through solid steel.

He pauses before answering.

"I had a dream....a vision....I saw the world engulfed in flames, humanity wiped out of existence by visitors from another world....all of Earth's heroes had failed...and the one who had the most power, foolishly used it and was killed...thus allowing these people to take over our world."

I furrow my brow at the old man in confusion.

"What exactly are we talking about here?"

Kensei looks up at the star filled night sky.

"Invasion, Matthew. It is coming....and you must be ready to save Earth."
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[Lockandload1]

Sleep was impossible. After a while of rolling around aimlessly in bed, Erin got up. Something kept bothering her, which she solved by going outside in costume.

It didn't take long to hear a woman's wail from a back alley, and the Gladiator wanted to get rid of the threat as quickly as possible so that she could get some rest.


'Nowhere to run, lady. Just hand over the goods and I might let you go.'

The masked burglar was clearly agitated as he pointed a gun at the blond victim, so she gave him her purse. However, she was reluctant to give him a large ring on her finger.
'Gimme the ring, bi-'
CLANG!

Without warning, a large metal object fell from the sky and collided into the thief. His face was smashed into the asphalt and his offending arm, which had been grabbed in the ambush, snapped into three gruesome-looking sections. The victim should have been running the other way. Except..

A small 'whoosh' was the only warning the Gladiator had before being shot with three small medical syringes. The sharp needles pierced through the tough skin on her neck and quickly emptied a searing liquid into her veins. She tried to tear them out, but it was too late. Unable to talk, she stumbled and fell onto the ground, eyes locked on the victim that stood before her.

Or had Erin been fooled? Her vision was fading rapidly as she tried to move, to yell for help. Nothing worked like it should have.

The last thing she remembered was the woman removing a wrist cuff embedded with three empty cartridges.

 

[Climperoonie]

PART IV​

A day or so later, and me and another group of Metahumans were rounded up for "Physical testing". Meaning we were taken to a glorified lab and pitted against eachother. Bellamy stands there, grinning.​

"First up: Subject 2736 Coles, Jacob. You are up against Subject 1510 Tyler, Paul." He orders. I shake my head.​

"I'm not doing it." I refuse.​

"You're not in any posistion to argue. Get in the damn tank." He shouts. I still shake my head. He pulls out a strange device and inserts a two vials into it. He presses the button and me and Tyler collapse in pain, as a screeching echoes through our head. I clasp it, trying to hold it together. Then, he releases the button. I pull myself up and look at Paul.​

"I don't think we've got a choice." Tyler says.​

"Damn right you don't." Bellamy sneers. He opens the tank door and we enter. "Now then. Neither of you is leaving until one of you is dead."​

PART IV​

Sha-Clunk. Well damn it. That's us two locked in for the duration of the battle. Tyler is sweating profusely.

"Hey, you okay, kid?" I ask. He shakes his head.

"I only just discovered my powers. I can't even use them properly yet. I don't stand a chance against you." Tyler replies. The poor kid is on the verge of tears. He can't be more than fourteen. He shakes badly.

"Listen to me." I tell him. "I'm an Electrokinetic. I can generate and manipulate electricity. But. The amount of damage I do on people is determined by how long I use it. I swear I won't kill you. I'll knock you out, and you'll get removed. That's the best I can offer. But still put up a fight."

"As long as you swear." Tyler says between large intakes of air. I nod. He closes his eyes and opens his hands. Two fire balls appear. He opens them and aims at me. The fireballs morph into a sustained jet of flames. I open my hands and immediatly a disk of electricty radieates from both and creates a shield. The fire goes off at a tangent and hits the walls. I focus and shoot a short torrent of electricity. And he collapses. That boy is nervous as hell. That was only a mild burst for show. Suddenly, the door opens and he is extracted by two masked STRIKE agents. I go to leave when Bellamy blocks my way.

"We were monitoring the life signs. You just knocked the damn kid unconscious. So you stay in." He tells me. He turns away and picks up the clipboard. "Subject 5757, Reed, Erin. Get in the room."​

 

[Lockandload1]

Erin's first day of confinement was in a cramped cell. She woke up sweating and at first, she grumbled as if asleep.
"Where am I..?"
Her first instinct was to move, but it could not be done as her hands and legs were shackled to heavy metal blocks. She tried to get up from a sitting position to smash the blocks, but they wouldn't budge.
****! Well, isn't that nice.
Erin growled as she tried to move her arms, but eventually gave up. She was just wasting strength, and it was a bad time to wear herself out. Minutes turned into hours as she sat there in boredom and fury. At some point, she saw the blonde walk past the cell, and could think of nothing better than ripping her face off. Yet, the metal blocks held.

She tried various means of moving the heavy weights, but nothing was working out. Erin began to lose track of time, and her disorganized thoughts swirled in delirium.

And suddenly, she was scooped up with the others for some sort of 'testing' shtick. Her mind was still thinking up escape patterns, but all seemed useless. She heard the first battle, but it was as if she wasn't really paying attention. That was, until one of the unlucky 'contestants' was knocked out cold. It was morbidly interesting to see others with special abilities; she had never come into contact with others.

"..Reed, Erin. Get in the room."

She heard the voice and felt alarm.
How do they know my name?
Yet, from her spot in the corner she sulked.

"Give me one good reason why I should!"

 

[Climperoonie]

PART V​

Sha-Clunk. Well damn it. That's us two locked in for the duration of the battle. Tyler is sweating profusely.​

"Hey, you okay, kid?" I ask. He shakes his head.​

"I only just discovered my powers. I can't even use them properly yet. I don't stand a chance against you." Tyler replies. The poor kid is on the verge of tears. He can't be more than fourteen. He shakes badly.​

"Listen to me." I tell him. "I'm an Electrokinetic. I can generate and manipulate electricity. But. The amount of damage I do on people is determined by how long I use it. I swear I won't kill you. I'll knock you out, and you'll get removed. That's the best I can offer. But still put up a fight."​

"As long as you swear." Tyler says between large intakes of air. I nod. He closes his eyes and opens his hands. Two fire balls appear. He opens them and aims at me. The fireballs morph into a sustained jet of flames. I open my hands and immediatly a disk of electricty radieates from both and creates a shield. The fire goes off at a tangent and hits the walls. I focus and shoot a short torrent of electricity. And he collapses. That boy is nervous as hell. That was only a mild burst for show. Suddenly, the door opens and he is extracted by two masked STRIKE agents. I go to leave when Bellamy blocks my way.​

"We were monitoring the life signs. You just knocked the damn kid unconscious. So you stay in." He tells me. He turns away and picks up the clipboard. "Subject 5757, Reed, Erin. Get in the room."​

Erin's first day of confinement was in a cramped cell. She woke up sweating and at first, she grumbled as if asleep.
"Where am I..?"
Her first instinct was to move, but it could not be done as her hands and legs were shackled to heavy metal blocks. She tried to get up from a sitting position to smash the blocks, but they wouldn't budge.
****! Well, isn't that nice.
Erin growled as she tried to move her arms, but eventually gave up. She was just wasting strength, and it was a bad time to wear herself out. Minutes turned into hours as she sat there in boredom and fury. At some point, she saw the blonde walk past the cell, and could think of nothing better than ripping her face off. Yet, the metal blocks held.

She tried various means of moving the heavy weights, but nothing was working out. Erin began to lose track of time, and her disorganized thoughts swirled in delirium.

And suddenly, she was scooped up with the others for some sort of 'testing' shtick. Her mind was still thinking up escape patterns, but all seemed useless. She heard the first battle, but it was as if she wasn't really paying attention. That was, until one of the unlucky 'contestants' was knocked out cold. It was morbidly interesting to see others with special abilities; she had never come into contact with others.

"..Reed, Erin. Get in the room."

She heard the voice and felt alarm.
How do they know my name?
Yet, from her spot in the corner she sulked.

"Give me one good reason why I should!"

PART VI​

I heard the girl refusing to participate. Good job I'm not the only one with free will.

"You saw what we did to #2736 and #1510 when they didn't obey. I'll quite happily do the same to you." He tells her. I catch her eye from across the room and nod at her, an indication to do what he says.​

 

[Lockandload1]

Erg. I hate you, strange man with a clipboard!
For a moment, she glanced over at the other test subject, and then cocked an eyebrow at Bellamy, grumbling a colorful string of phrases as she stepped into the ring.

Great.
Her eyes darted around the room, falling back on Jacob.

"Let's put on a show, shall we?"

In the meantime, she would piece together a means of escape; she really didn't want to get into a losing battle.

 

[Climperoonie]

Erg. I hate you, strange man with a clipboard!
For a moment, she glanced over at the other test subject, and then cocked an eyebrow at Bellamy, grumbling a colorful string of phrases as she stepped into the ring.

Great.
Her eyes darted around the room, falling back on Jacob.

"Let's put on a show, shall we?"

In the meantime, she would piece together a means of escape; she really didn't want to get into a losing battle.

PART VII​

I nod, and clench my fists in front of me, allowing them to spark into life. Then, I find myself wondering what I'm doing. I just knocked a terrified fourteen year old out and now I'm preparing to fight a girl? May sound sexist, but I make it a rule not to hit girls unless they attack me unprovoked. I lower my fists.

"Not sure what your opinion is, but I for one am not into doing this." I say. "We have to find a way out of here. The wist lamps disable our powers, but as far as I can tell, they deactivate them for these fights. As long as we act quick enough, we can get out."​

 

[Lockandload1]

Erin gave a very slight nod, staring him directly in the eye.
"The feeling's mutual. You want to lead, or should I?
Strength is my ability."
She moved into a fighting stance as not to appear suspicious to any watching STRIKE members.

 

[Climperoonie]

Erin gave a very slight nod, staring him directly in the eye.
"The feeling's mutual. You want to lead, or should I?
Strength is my ability."
She moved into a fighting stance as not to appear suspicious to any watching STRIKE members.

PART IX​

She goes on the defensive, which throws me off slightly, until I realise that it's just a ruse.

"My electricity grants me super speed." I say. "I think our best bet is to put on a fake fight, you 'knock me out' and when I'm removed, I take out the computer then Bellamy and his agents and we get the hell out of STRIKE."​

 

[Lockandload1]

"Right, then. Let's go. To make it look more real, you don't have to give me your weakest attacks. I can take it."
It felt much better to have a plan, even if it wasn't something she had thought of.
Erin gave a battle yell as she aimed a punch at his chest.

 

[Climperoonie]

(OOC: Two things, 1. This is my last post for the night and 2. I can't be bothered to keep posting my banner during interaction)

"Right, then. Let's go. To make it look more real, you don't have to give me your weakest attacks. I can take it."
It felt much better to have a plan, even if it wasn't something she had thought of.
Erin gave a battle yell as she aimed a punch at his chest.

I dodge out of the way and let the punch hit my ribs. I bounce off the wall and land where she was, and she stands where I was. I spark my hands and create a torrent of electricity directly towards her.

 

[Lockandload1]

((My posts aren't getting too short, are they?))
Erin was fast, but not enough to beat the speed of light. She was hit by the electric current and was sent backwards into wall, but sprang back up. She ran and aimed a kick at his head.


She had a strange and dark fascination with war, but it hadn't had a chance to surface since her forgotten childhood at the coastal research plant.

 

[MST3K 4ever]

Dylan sits in the conference room at off his offices listening to the Ben Henderson of Henderson Media and his lawyer argue with Thomas Masters of Masters Communications and his lawyer argue back and forth over a purposed merger.

Dylan says in a very calm and controlled manner, "Gentlemen did you call upon my services to act as arbitrator or referee?"

They all stop and look at Dylan who looks at his manicured nails and says, "For the last hour I have been looking over your purposals and both of them have very good points in them. They all are missing one very key element though."

Henderson replies, "Yeah my original agreed upon salary that this jackass is stealing from me for his golden parachutte."

Masters fires back, "Like hell! I am taking a cut in this to make it work so you can keep your son on the board of directors."

Chambers chuckles and says, "No Gentlemen. Me. Once this is over I am out of the loop and reading over this purposal the money that you all make in the first quarter along with the stock options makes this the most profitable business venture this state has seen in decades. Not to mention the controll over newspapers, cable operations, internet services and phones just unreal. So with that in mind here is what is going to happen."

Dylan looks at Masters' lawyer and says, "You will do what ever Masters says."

He looks at Henderson's lawyer and says, "You will do whatever Henderson says."

They both nod and he looks at MAsters and says, "You will now agree to this new merger and sign the contract that I drafted your lawyer will sign it as well."

Dylan looks at Henderson and says, "You will do just as Masters is doing and your lawyer will sign it as well. "

Both men sign and Dylan smiles he says, "When the cameras arrive remember to shake hands." He presses a button and says, "Brenda let 'em in the deal is done."

Just then swarms of media enter the conference room as Dylan says, "Ladies and Gentlemen I am hear to announce that the merger has been complete with a new side-note."

He stands and says, "I am now the new owner and CEO of...Mind-Power media. Never underestimate the power of the mind. Both en have agreed to see their company to me and it's all right here."

Dylan shows the contracts and answers some questions. After a while the media leaves and Dylan is sitting alone as Brenda enters.

She asks, "So how did that happen?"

Dylan replies, "I took a look at everything they would've wrecked the whole thing in a year. They could barely be in the same room I couldn't stand the thought they might cost those people their jobs Brenda. Not to mention one never knows when they'll need the media on their side."

Brenda asks, "What do you plan on doing with your new company?"

Dylan replies, "I figure I'll leave things as they are for now. No drastic changes yet. Everything was pretty well in place until those idiots got greedy and needed to be shown the errors of their ways. So I'll leave well enough alone for now."

Brenda nods and begins cleaning up as Dylan stands to leave.

He looks at her and stares for a moment she looks back at him and she smiles.

Dylan smiles as well and says, "Brenda...."

She replies, "Yes Mr. Chambers."

He stands up and says, "Don't...Don't worry about this mess the janitors can deal with it."

She nods and says, "Yes sir."

Dylan stares out the window as Brenda says, "If that's all Mr. Chambers I'll see you tomorrow."

Dylan looks back at her and says, "Thank you Brenda have a good evening. Close the door when you leave."

Brenda leaves. As Dylan stares out once again...he is unable to shake the feeling something is about to happen...something is making him...uneasy.

 

[Climperoonie]

(OOC: They're fine, short posts are acceptable during interaction)

((My posts aren't getting too short, are they?))
Erin was fast, but not enough to beat the speed of light. She was hit by the electric current and was sent backwards into wall, but sprang back up. She ran and aimed a kick at his head.


She had a strange and dark fascination with war, but it hadn't had a chance to surface since her forgotten childhood at the coastal research plant.

She came at me again with a kick. Deciding the battle has gone on long enough for a show, I let this one hit me. And it hurts like hell. I take this opportunity to collapse to the floor, ready to be removed by the STRIKE agents.

"Not someone else scared of killing!" I hear Bellamy say. I feel myself picked up and drgaged from the room. When I feel I'm far enough out, I open my eyes. I kick the person who has hold of my legs and head butt the person who has hold of my shoulders. Bellamy looks p!$$ed and begins to pull the device out again when I deliver a charged up punch to his face. That felt good. Now, with the agents taken care of, I smash the control panel. All our wrist bands deactivate.

"Now then Erin, clothes. Or in my case, costume. The storage room is just down from here near my cell. You coming?" I ask.

 

[Lockandload1]

Erin felt her foot connect with his head, feeling that the plan had begun. She carefully eyed his transport from the ring, but her focus went straight to the cumbersome wrist bands.
"Ha!"
With a grin, she shattered her constraints on the ground.
"I'm ready. Let's go."
Before she left, she stomped on Bellamy.

 

[Climperoonie]

Erin felt her foot connect with his head, feeling that the plan had begun. She carefully eyed his transport from the ring, but her focus went straight to the cumbersome wrist bands.
"Ha!"
With a grin, she shattered her constraints on the ground.
"I'm ready. Let's go."
Before she left, she stomped on Bellamy.

Erin stands on Bellamy as she leaves, which makes me smile. I open the door and we all start to go. Suddenly, I hear someone shout to look out, but it's too late. I turn and see Bellamy has a gun pulled on me. Then, a woman jumps in the way. The bullet hits her in the leg. I zap Bellamy into unconsciousness. The woman's leg is bleeding as she lies on the ground.

"You needn't have put yourself in danger for me, ma'am, but thanks. Are you okay?" I say.

"It's just a leg wound. I'll survive, but I'm not going anywhere fast. I need you to find my son... Tell him I'm okay... His name's Sam Osbourne..." She tells me. I nod, and me and Erin leave. As we sprint down the corrdidor, I think it's time for a proper introduction.

"I'm Jake, but my hero name's Electron. You?" I ask.

 

[Lockandload1]

Erin glanced at the injured woman, silently noting the limitations of a 'normal' body.
Meh, she'll be fine.
'Sam Osbourne'? Never heard of him.
Running down the corridors made her wonder just how many more obstacles would be ahead. To Jake, she gave a small nod and a smile.
"Erin, AKA the Gladiator. Never really met another hero before. Having fun?"
Considering the circumstances, it was an odd question.

 

[Climperoonie]

Erin glanced at the injured woman, silently noting the limitations of a 'normal' body.
Meh, she'll be fine.
'Sam Osbourne'? Never heard of him.
Running down the corridors made her wonder just how many more obstacles would be ahead. To Jake, she gave a small nod and a smile.
"Erin, AKA the Gladiator. Never really met another hero before. Having fun?"
Considering the circumstances, it was an odd question.

I smile.

"Considering I just got to zap the guy who killed my dad? Definately." I say. We reach the storage room. "Here we are."

 

[Lockandload1]

"Was he meta-human?"
She wondered before reaching the storage room. Once she was there, she began tossing the piled-up masks and uniforms everywhere, looking for her own uniform.
"Where's yours at? I can't find mine..
Hey, do you remember how you got here?"

 

[Climperoonie]

"Was he meta-human?"
She wondered before reaching the storage room. Once she was there, she began tossing the piled-up masks and uniforms everywhere, looking for her own uniform.

"Yeah, he was." I say. We begin to have a look.

"Where's yours at? I can't find mine..
Hey, do you remember how you got here?"

"I dunno. To both questions. I was contacted by a good STRIKE agent called Eagle Scout and then later I bumped into Bellamy and got a dose of nose-bleed darts." I reply. Suddenly, I find my suit. "Ah ha."