The Create-A-Hero RPG Season II IC Thread

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[Byrd Man]

The woman's mouth moves, but no intelligible words come out as I move closer to her. I'm about to say something to get her to start making sense when suddenly a bluish blur catches my attention from the corner of my vision, then the blur becomes a man dressed in a tight blue suit.



I snort, letting out a laugh. This keeps getting weirder and weirder, this guy looks and talks like a friggin' superhero! Probably one of the other freaks they've brought here for tests and "indoctrination". Poor bastard's probably been brainwashed.

I lash out suddenly, swinging my arm at him, intending to rake my claws across his chest. "Listen buddy, I don't want to hurt you, but you ain't gonna stop me from getting the **** outta here."

"Lookpalyougotthewrongidea!"

I leap back from the attack, reminding myself to slow down. I continue to dodge his attacks and speed around his furry body.

"I'm not here to stop you! I'm looking for a lost girl. She's been missing four days. I've seen what's inside this place...to be honest, I don't know who's the bigger monster, you or the woman you were about to attack."

 

[SuperFerret]

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[Byrd Man]

Monster? MONSTER? This guy's fast, able to dodge each and every swing I take so all I'm doing is flailing pointlessly. He says that he's looking for someone here, a girl, and he seems to be willing to talk. Guess I'd best listen.

Still want to rip his face off for the "monster" comment.

"Oh, I can assure you that the only monsters here are this *****, those two dead losers on the floor, and anyone else working with them. And if there's a girl here too, she's probably getting tortured as we speak."

"We don't have time to waste. I'm willing to help you bust out and kick the ever loving crap outta whoever is doing this....but, I won't condone you killing people. If I witness you taking another life, I'll hit you so hard that it'll knock all the goddamn fur off of you."

 

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[Byrd Man]

I smile, and lash out, backhanding the woman across the face hard enough to knock her cold.

"There. Happy?"

I grab the lab coat from Sweaty's corpse and put it on.

"Anyway, I was bluffing when I said I'd eat her. You humans taste like crap. Let's go, I wanna bust some more heads and I need to find some pants."

Okay, so let's recap.

During my search for a missing teenaged girl, I stumbled upon a hidden research facility where humans are being tortured. While searching through said facility, I stumbled upon a human/animal....thing that was attempting to escape. Now, I'm helping him break out and free all the captives inside this house of horrors, while still looking for the missing girl.

Yep, I'm living the life.

"Okay, I'll lead the way. I can get us out of here...heh, I kind of pride myself on my stealthy abilities."

"Attention! Intruder alert on Level E. Intruder alert on Level E. Lethal force has been approved."

"Heh...Never mind. Let's just get the hell outta dodge."

With the human/animal thingy right behind me, we start to go down the hallways of the lab. I

 

[SuperFerret]

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[Byrd Man]

"Good. I didn't want to go the stealthy route anyway." I say, loping along on all fours behind the blue superguy, constantly sniffing the air and, well, I guess the word would be "scanning" around with my newfound psychic abilities. The scent and thought hit me at the same time.

"Wait." I say, stopping by a closed door, "I've got an idea."

"What's wrong, if your Furry Sense tingling?"

 

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[Spike_x1]

Kensei nodded in recognition as he thought on his word.
"It's a hell of a thing, taking a life. You take away all that person was, is, and ever will be. I have been fighting for long time now, and, though killing demons and monsters comes with no remorse, I cannot say the same for when I have to kill another human being. You try to rationalize it by telling yourself that it was necessary. That this person was evil, and would have done terrible things if you hadn't put them down."

"I wish I had something to teach you that will take away the guilt and pain, but I do not", the Demon's Bane said as he looked Adam in the eyes.
"I can show you some meditative techniques to help clear your thoughts and help cleanse your spirit, but that guilt will still be there, lurking in the back of your mind. Whether or not you let it consume you is up to you."

"I understand, and...I appreciate it." Reaching out to shake the samurai's hand, even Adam couldn't help but smile. "Thanks."

Actually having friends was something that he wasn't used to; first Icon, and now Kensei. Every other member of the Guardians that he had met so far had always made him feel uncomfortable in one way or another, either annoying him or putting him on edge. He still didn't know what to think about that Archangel character. Even if Angelo wasn't an actual angel, he still seemed to have powers that appeared to be heavily angelic in nature, at least at first glance. If that were true, did that mean that there was also a God? Thoughts of that nature were not things that the Survivor was looking forward to confronting on a regular basis by spending time with these new teammates.

 

[Byrd Man]

Let's see if I can calm them, I think to myself as I try reaching outwards with my mind, attempting to calm them. It works and they quickly quiet. Okay, that worked. Time to try something else.

"Start opening cages, we've just found our backup."

Before he even gets it out of his mouth good, the animals are free and out of the cage.

"Done. If you needed someone to sling some crap, I'd be more than happy to oblige."

 

[Rain Dog]

Failure. God damned failure. Post office stands, relatively unharmed. Not reduced to ashes as I had hoped. Failure. On top of that I had the murder of two pigs on my head. They’ll be looking for me now. Marked man. The Illuminati has millions of eyes, billions of ears, and long reaching hands…it’s only a matter of time.

Need a new plan. Need to strike at them before they strike at me. Show them I am not afraid. Show them I am not to be ****ed with. My last plan lacked forethought--yes…that’s what I need. Need Prometheus’s guidance—light my fire, give me fire, burn the Order.

Give fire.

[BLACKOUT]“Mubbles, we failed our mission. But do not fret, we can cook up something better. Bigger. Much bigger. Whale-size.”[/BLACKOUT]

Meeeow

[BLACKOUT]“Yes, I know. But I fear the three of us won’t be able to do this ourselves. What do you think Baxter?”[/BLACKOUT]

“My grandpa was the ****ing president! The ***ing king of America!”

[BLACKOUT]“Yes, yes, but what of our plan, Baxter?”[/BLACKOUT]

“I don’t have any plants. Tillie does, though.”

[BLACKOUT]“This ‘Tillie’ is she a member of the Proletariats as well? Can she aid us?”[/BLACKOUT]

“Who’s Tillie?”

[BLACKOUT]“Hmmm…we live on the bad side of Lost Haven. Even worse so after the Babylonian Brotherhood attacked. Crime runs rampant—the area is controlled by gangsters and drug peddlers…if we can liberate the area of these vermin then perhaps we can gain their support.”[/BLACKOUT]

Meeeow

[BLACKOUT]“I know, Mubbles. I need to give power to the poor and desperate in these neighborhoods. Give fire to the humans. Let them burn the Illuminati with us.”[/BLACKOUT]

Prrrrrr

“Am I Tillie?”

[BLACKOUT]“No, you’re Baxter. We need to send a real message to the Illuminati. Post office was a good start but that ended in failure. We need to take down something whaleier. Something...”[/BLACKOUT]

I trail off as I notice the collection of old newspapers that has amassed on the floor of our home. I take note of one page—a picture of city hall and the mayor commemorating some sort of memorial for the Babylonian invasion. Then beside it I see pager depicting a collection of meta-humans, the Illuminatis new enforcers. The new gods. The gods that deny the people their right to fire. I don’t’ like them. I don’t’ trust them.

[BLACKOUT]“Hmmm…meta humans…guardians...city hall…yes.”[/BLACKOUT]

The plan was coming together.

[BLACKOUT]“Operation Prometheus is officially underway.”[/BLACKOUT]

 

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[Byrd Man]

"It's not their feces that we need. They've got two inch long sharp teeth and a mean streak, and I just might be able to tell them what to do, and if I'm not able to, they'll serve as a pretty good distraction. They use these guys in a lot of medical testing labs with deadly diseases given to them."

I reach out with my mind again, trying to get the attention of the group of monkeys. One by one, I feel my mind connect with theirs and they look up at me. Pretty damn cool, I'd shake the hand of the guy who gave me these powers if I hadn't already torn it from his body. Or bitten through his jugular, not sure who was responsible. Either way, these abilities are pretty cool.

I try sending instructions, but they're too complex for the monkeys to understand I guess, or maybe because I'm trying to send orders in English. I try simplifying it, sending my message in a more emotional context.

~KILL. MEN. WHITE. COATS. GUNS.~

They seem to understand and run out the door in a group, off to get revenge for me and them and anyone else stuck in this hellhole.

I watch in awe as the animals take orders and then race off to do some damage.

"Wow....you're like the Monkey Whisperer or something..."

I smile as he rolls his eyes.

"C'mon, there's still some people that need saving."

 

[Mr. Majestic]

"Well, it's something to think about anyhow. You know that you're always welcome with The Gaurdians, your passcode is the same....if you decide to swing by." I say with a smile.

"But I have to get back to the city. I hope to see you back at the headquarters sometime soon." I say as I turn to leave Youngster's bunker.

I watch as Icon leaves, he truly is a great hero and person. He didn’t have to come here and tell me what he did. People don’t really understand how great of a guy he is.

As much as I would like to come back to the Guardians the truth is I can’t. I’ve work to hard at trying to bring down Themis for it to end now and if I rejoin the Guardians that exactly what will happen. With this last news article they got to be interested in me by now.

I walk over to the table with the phone and hit redial. Once the phone begins to ring I wait for an answer.

“Youngster, good to hear from you again”

“I did as you ask, you got your package.”

“That I did, nice job on the save by the way. You could have just let those people die.”

“I was told we don’t danger the innocent, there is no sense in letting them die. There is no justice in that.”

“Very true, well as you already know you passed the test.”

“That means I’m in?”

“Not quite if you recall the deal was for two of you and you are only one.”

Damn he’s right with everything that’s been going on it slip my mind. I wonder what’s taking Vigilante so long to get back in contact with me.

“And like I told you already I have a second…” I hope. “he has been busy.”

“Well okay, tomorrow night you and your partner show up at the Haven International Bank at midnight and we will continue this conversation then.” He then hangs up.

Great making promises I can’t keep, I got to find Vigilante or this is going to be very interesting when I show up tomorrow night by myself.

 

[Johnny Blaze]

"I understand, and...I appreciate it." Reaching out to shake the samurai's hand, even Adam couldn't help but smile. "Thanks."

Actually having friends was something that he wasn't used to; first Icon, and now Kensei. Every other member of the Guardians that he had met so far had always made him feel uncomfortable in one way or another, either annoying him or putting him on edge. He still didn't know what to think about that Archangel character. Even if Angelo wasn't an actual angel, he still seemed to have powers that appeared to be heavily angelic in nature, at least at first glance. If that were true, did that mean that there was also a God? Thoughts of that nature were not things that the Survivor was looking forward to confronting on a regular basis by spending time with these new teammates.

"It's my pleasure", Kensei says with a curt bow.
"Come on, there is an old Buddhist shrine in the Chinatown district where we can begin the teachings."

The Survivor followed Kensei as the samurai led the way out of the park.

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6 Months Later...

The pickup truck bounced along the dirt road of rural Japan, just outside Yokohama. As the dirt and dust whipped up through the open window and into his face, the tired warrior couldn't help but smile.

It has been nearly a year since he was last home. He had kept up communications during that span, making frequent calls to Hideyoshi and Ami whenever he was able. But, it will be good to be able to see them in person.

Making his way around the winding hillside road, Kensei finally saw the top of his home...and the massive hole in the roof from which a stead stream of smoke poured out.

Stepping on the gas, Kensei made his way towards his home as quickly as he was able, zooming past his front gates which had been completely obliterated.
And that was no simple feat, considering the enchantments they carried.

The large pagoda that was his dwelling was in shambles. It looked as though it had been bombarded by the military. His mind immediately thought of the alien invaders, but this damage appeared too recent to have been done by them.
Much too recent.

The Celestial Samurai charged into his home, Kusanagi drawn and ready.
Everything was a mess. Furniture destroyed and his things strewn about.
There was a fire burning up the far wall that extended all the way up to and through the roof. Summoning the wind to his side, Kensei created a powerful cyclone, centralizing it on the flames and drawing them up and out the large hole in the roof above.
As the final fires flew out and dissipated into the air, Kensei moved deeper into the destruction.

Somebody had ransacked his abode. They were as methodical as they were brutal, that much was clear. It was as though they were looking for something.

Kensei's eyes went wide as he rushed down stairs and into the basement, only to see his fear's realized. The hidden door to his artifacts chamber was wide open.

The Swordsman ran inside the room, quickly surveying the damage. He cringed as the sounds from the Moaning Diamond assaulted his hearing. That infernal creation was something he truly loathed, if anything just for the annoyance it caused him.
Thankfully, the soundproof container it was kept in was still intact, and Kensei quickly placed the object back into it's box.
But the moaning didn't stop.

His eyes scanning the scene, Kensei saw a familiar form lying face down in a puddle of blood.

<"Hideyoshi!">

Izanagi's Chosen ran to his friend's side, gently lifting him up and cradling him in his arms.

<"How bad are hurt?">

In truth, Kensei knew it wasn't good. Just from looking at the man, he could tell he suffered from multiple fractures and stab wounds, and had already lost a good amount of blood.

<"Musashi">, Hideyoshi struggled, coughing up a wad of blood as he tried to speak.
<"They...they took...they took her">, he forced himself to say.
<"They took...Ami...">

"No", Kensei turned a pale shade at the revelation of Ami Kenshin's abduction.

<"Who did this, my friend? Who was able to assault my home?">

Hideyoshi grunted and grabbed at Kensei's tunic, his knuckles turning white from the force of his grip.

<"Leevoth">, Hideyoshi uttered.
<"He...he wanted the...the orb...">

<"But, he...couldn't find it">, Hideyoshi chuckled in bitter-sweet victory.
<"You hid it...too...well, Musashi. He...he took Ami...force you to trade...her for the orb...">

Kensei's head was positively swimming. The Orb of Annihilation, named so for what it does to those who foolishly make physical contact with it. An artifact as ancient as the world itself, that's deadly purpose was still a mystery to every mystic alive. Some thought it was an object of pure energy, that, if properly harnessed, could be use to benefit humanity.
Others though, Kensei among them, thought the orb was an object of unspeakable destructive power. And that was why Kensei kept it locked away in a hidden antechamber adjoined to his artifact room. Only with the Talisman of the Sphere can one touch the orb without fear of utter destruction, and both were kept secretly hidden away for centuries.

But now...now Ami was in trouble, and the Celestial Samurai had to save her. But, against someone as powerful as Leevoth, he'd need help. He'd have to call in some old favors.
But first...

<"Come, Hideyoshi">, Kensei said as he lifted the man up in his arms and hurried out of the house.
<"I will not lose you as I did your father...">


<> = translated from Japanese

 

[NiteMare Shape]

Like a great king from ancient times, Midas sits on his throne on the top level of Midas Tower. From this thone, he looks out the glass wall at the city of Lost Haven...his city and feels a sense of pride swell inside him.

His city. He's worked hard to get to this point. Though it hasn't been easy. First he had a bit of trouble with the masked vigilante called "Shadow Walker," then the Arlaaekan invasion nearly destroyed everything. But he was able to take his organization from the rubble and reestablish it as the premier criminal organization in the world.

As he sits there pondering the past, as well as the future the door to his office opens. Two of his associates enter the cavernous room and slowly approach his desk.

As the two men get closer, Midas turns his chair to face them.

"Niles, Roger. I expect that the delievery went off without any problems." He said, this was not a question.

"Uh, no boss. There was a bit of a problem. That freak showed up and-" He was cut off.

"I see. Niles, tell me...how much of the shipment was lost?"

"All...all of it, sir." Niles said, swallowing hard.

"That's...disappointing." Midas says, reaching to the gold plated pistol sitting on his desk.

Midas picks the gun up and holds it in his hand for a moment, feeling the weapon's weight in his grip. With out saying a word, he points the gun at Niles and fires. Before Niles knew what was happening he was laying on the office floor dead.

"I hate being disappointed." He says. He looks over to the other man who is standing silently in place, almost affraid to breath.

"Be sure that I'm not disappointed again."

"Ye..yes Mr. Midas."

"Oh, and Roger?"

"Yeah boss?"

"Be sure and take out the trash." Midas says pointing to Niles' corpse.

 

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[Hound55]

Downtown Lost Haven - The roof of a large parking building

Isaac sat on the bonnet of the shiny new 'Vette looking across this enormous city. He'd driven up here to blow some steam off for a few minutes and to try and gain some perspective on the sitation at hand.

Sometimes the literal helps the metaphorical and so he chose a place overlooking much of his "second home" to try and find that perspective.

[BLACKOUT]"God damn..."[/BLACKOUT]

***

Sitting around the table still, the military men debate the usefuness of the least powerful member of the Guardians.

"What the hell is he doing now? He's gone to the top of some parking building to swear at himself after this royal blunder?!?"

"I said wait... Who's he going to debrief to? He doesn't know we're watching him. We have no idea how he handles this kind of situation or if he's ever even had to before. He's clearly not used to being a part of a team and you can tell he's thinking about what's happened..."

"I still say he's a mistake. I mean, this guy doesn't even have anything going for him... You want to give this guy the kind of power that comes with the Guardian initiative it sets a dangerous precedent... Where do you draw the line? We could just start taking people in off of the street! Then there's the issue of justifying his presence come time and re-election years... He's a political nightmare for this program!"

"I said wait... Don't make me pull rank on this. I want to see how he handles this..."

***

Ugh... How does this happen... To ME..? I go 5 years of precision action in my own environment and then I step in to try and help out here and the whole damn world is blowing up around me and I spend all my time trying not to die...

Its back to basics, that's how it has to be. Plan, Train and Implement... Its not anything that wouldn't apply here. But I need more... information.

And it doesn't come from crap like that piece of s### GPS I've been given, either. I need FIRSTHAND knowledge. That's the only way to survive doing this because at the moment my expiration date's down to "days" with how I've been going about this.

[BLACKOUT]"I've got to map this place out... Walk its streets and get my bearings down properly."[/BLACKOUT]

[BLACKOUT]"Until then maybe I should try and hang off of one of these other guys until I know the place better."[/BLACKOUT]

[BLACKOUT]
"And the best way to do that is to find out who the hell paged me..."
[/BLACKOUT]

 

[Byrd Man]

"Hey pal, you're the only one playing superhero here. So why don't you go run around all Blue Streak style or whatever and save people, while I find out just what the **** these bastards did to me."

"Fine!"

I disappear and then reappear a second later, except now I have a girl in my arms.

"I set everyone else free. This is Casey McKinney, the girl I've been looking for. She's asleep now."

I disappear and then reappear three seconds later.

"She's back in Chicago now. I've notified the cops of this location. It'll take them awhile to get here. In case you wanted to know, I left all the guards and scientist unharmed. I'll give you the pleasure of beating the crap outta them."

 

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[Byrd Man]

Looks like I hit a nerve. I fold my arms in front of my chest and stare back at him.

"Hey, listen, uh... thanks for helping me, and the others here. If it means anything, I don't plan on killing anyone else here."

I scratch the back of my head, suddenly feeling awkward.

"By the way, did you happen to see any type of record-keeping room, or computer room or something while you were zipping around all fast-like?"

"Hmm....let me check!"

I disappear and reappear.

"Yeah. One floor down, down the long hallway, third right."

 

[SuperFerret]

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[Byrd Man]

"Thanks again. You said that we're outside Chicago? Jeez, that's far from home for me."

Another question pops into my mind, an important one. One whose answer I'm dreading.

"Just one more thing, what's today's date?"

"Thursday, December 17th....2009.....AD.....Year of our lord. Time is 1:22 PM Central Standard Time."

 

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