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Post by Deleted on Jan 18, 2014 17:43:55 GMT -6
So, handicapping them didn’t work. Her first victim had regained its senses not long after taking a blow to its head, and though she tried to blind it by melting the eyes shut, the primate’s zombie-like structure proved her efforts to be futile. As she gave a good-humored wave to Zeph, the creature managed to crack its eyelids open, which was utterly disgusting by the way. A fierce cry reached her ears, and when she turned around, she found it hell-bent on exacting revenge.
“Oops.”
Plan A flopped, so Plan B was next in order. With a quick turn of her heels, she skated down the side of the road while the monkey gave chase on all fours. Every once in a while, she would glimpse back, and her heart would jump at the proximity between her and her pursuer. The familiar rush of excitement washed over her, which more stupid decisions were in order.
Gripping the metal shaft in her hands, she pumped her legs and accelerated toward a beast that was dragging off an elderly woman. The junior swooped past the pair, but not without giving the enemy a solid clout to the temple. Her target recovered in record time and began to follow the first primate’s example, thus creating a chain of three, with Eva at the lead.
After an intense game of Whack-A-Monkey, she had about four of them breathing down her neck as she made a U-turn and headed back toward the fallen balloon. In the distance was a figure standing atop a truck, and based on its unsightly frame and assault on the speakers, she figured this was the largest of the creatures she’s seen all day.
Crouching, she rocketed toward the truck and propelled herself up next to the mutant. Her makeshift weapon made contact, and she rolled down the windshield and back onto the pavement. Her string of followers, in their climb over the speakers, ended up colliding with the behemoth, and they all tumbled over the hood in a tangle of limbs.
Exhausted, the pinkette held herself up with the rod, careful not to let anything other than her hands touch the metal. She straightened up and called out to blonde technomancer. “You’re not using this right now, are you?” she asked, patting the truck. The keys were still inside, and the monkeys weren’t going to flatten themselves.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 19, 2014 4:19:59 GMT -6
| The telepath confirmed the order and Orrin continued to watch from the rooftop, his eyes narrowed as he scanned the chaos below. It seemed to be a lot for the kids though they were holding out. He heard a student, recognizing his voice to be that of the...dramatic youth that had approached him the other day, begin to ask something but he was soon cut off. The snake coiled around Serpenta dropped to the ground and instinctively, Orrin tightened, knowing just where it was going, though he forced himself to remain at his position, there was no way he could reach the girl in an effective time frame. Instead, the he reached for a small smoke grenade, filled with his knock-out gas, attached his belt, he had other things to concern himself with.
By this point it was clear that his direct involvement with the scene was necessary. The man wound the small sphere up. He had four of them, stockpiled gas for long-rage use. Once released, the thing would have 3 seconds to release the gas and take 5 seconds to empty. Meaning, if all went according to plan, it would be near harmless by the time it reached the populace.
The man activated the sleep grenade, took aim and threw. The target, Serpenta. Orrin himself had little history with the woman, but he knew she was dangerous, too dangerous for the majority of the current fighters.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 19, 2014 12:41:51 GMT -6
"God damn ass hats don't know when to quit!" Heiko Shouted as a conjured arm seized one of bad science fiction monkey experiments from the air and slammed in to the ground as it was swooping in to claim another victim. "Damn it... I need to stop getting slowed down." recalling his arm closer to his body Heiko started to push towards the balloon again. He already had to stop a few times to deal with these annoying freak experiments. At the very least there is at least Zeph by the balloons. So that is something. Realistically that was the only good news that Heiko had.
Forcing his way past the sea of fleeing people Heiko finally came up to the site of the fallen balloon. Thankfully more of the faculty and students were already at the balloon. Letting the natural chemicals in his body do their job Heiko pushed him self in to a sprint up to the balloon. Even from his spot as an observer he knew the balloon was huge but this was just down right ridiculous how big it was.
Heiko's feet carried him all the way over to where his friend, Zeph, was. "Hey Zeph any idea what the hell is going on?" Zeph was really the best bet to figure out what exactly was happening just because he could interface with any electronic device. So if this crazy serpent lady had any digital communication going on Zeph should of been able to figure out what was going on. If they could figure out what was going to happen next they could head that off or make the job of the other team easier. Heiko knew the balloon was a priority but what good could they do for everyone else if they couldn't establish some control of the situation.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 19, 2014 16:11:17 GMT -6
Monkeys darted towards her vulgar threat. Feet in place, she twisted around the one piece of coverage on the float before popping out behind it. Wilhelmina breathed in before placing the dart blower at her lips. Sticking a seed in, it tumbled down slowly, getting kissed for a second before the young woman unleashed it.
As the seed flew the air, green blossomed from the side. The monkeys still intent on killing her did not realize the dilemma that they too were in. The seed hit the first monkey before a snake-like object hugged each and every one of the monkeys. And from Wil's location, it seemed to be for. As the vine slithered across each monkey, the plant constricted with a greater pressure as it created more layers. The creatures feel underneath their own weight, falling head first into the ground.
Wilhelmina winced, facing another direction. “Ah, fuck.” Getting rid of one sector of monkeys still caused more to come over near her. This was utter bullshit and pissing her off beyond belief. Her hand fixated on the pouch in her pocket, Wilhelmina picked out a seed without notice, plopping it into her mouth. Unlike the other creatures, she was going to have no time to stay in place. Stepping backwards, her foot dropped off. “The sheeert!?” She screamed before she grabbed a cloth – one not connect to any form of stable structure.
“Are you -merr- kidding me?” She struggled keeping that damn seed in her mouth. Wil needed to keep herself from talking.
Her body weight took over, causing her to tumble over the side, only allowing her hands to keep on the float. The blondie struggled to get up, but the monkeys were right there, several feet away from her. One gasp and their attention was on her. Due to the height, this drop was not going to be easy and she would kill herself without proper preperation.
But...damn this seed. She couldn't vent her frustration, even though there was no position for her to do so. Fuck it! Loading up a hocker, she send the seed in mouth flying. “Vines, you can do your...” Her eyes opened wide when she saw roots and not vines. “Shit, shit, shit. I grabbed the wrong one.” The creatures darted at her; however, their plans were cut short as a tree, quite literally, fell between the two of them, crushing the float straight down the side.
Wilhelmina let her hands off the float. No way was she crushing herself under a float she destroyed. Trucking her body into a ball, she felt herself rolling backwards as she hit the ground. The float behind her was still stationary, but with the other one destroyed, things would not be good.
“At least those asshole monkeys won...wait...”That float did not go down quietly. As long as she didn't cause an explosion, her position would be a-okay. Breathing heavily, she picked herself up and stumbled over to the side of the still in-tact float. These monkeys weren't even hitting her and she was making a mess of things. “Shit.” Dropping her head, she sighed, hoping nothing else would be coming over here soon.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 20, 2014 8:33:32 GMT -6
oh, lord, the students were all gonna start killing people.
"stand down, agnoire, nobody's takin' joyrides!" did they not know the meaning of collateral damage or something? a quick glance around just made her heart sink a little further, even as she set frequency and amplitude on the left-hand gauntlet. ultrasound up to eleven, palm directed up towards the center of the lower surface of the balloon, and -
the wave of disturbed air pulsed out powerfully, lifting street trash and wobbling nearby windows, as the jet of sound began to lift the huge structure three, maybe four feet off the asphalt at the center. the effort and concentration required to keep her aim steady and her edge of the balloon tugged down was obvious, and there was a faint note of the strain in her voice as she spoke into her headset mic. "all units on the ground not engagin' the hostiles, listen up. fear, you've got permission to use the speakers on my right-hand rig, keep transmittin' instructions for evac, and someone make sure and keep him safe while he's doin' it."
well, if nobody else was going to take charge, she supposed it fell to her.
"first priority, civs under threat by her whatever-they-ares, take out the threats and get 'em safe. second priority, evacuate so we've got a better area to work with for counterattack. cover each other and for god's sake don't get anyone killed. holler if you need help. now get to it!"
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Post by Deleted on Jan 20, 2014 20:21:12 GMT -6
Rosie clearly needed no help in moving the giant balloon and certainly no help in taking control of the situation. Despite her barking commands, she was right - the citizens needed to be evacuated to safety. These monkeys were out for some blood and it was much too difficult to organize combat in such a crowded, hectic area.
Ezra spun around back toward the blur of running people and stretched his arms out in front of him in a sweeping motion. Several ink globules lifted from his skin and swirled in the air in front of him until they all took shape. The ink touched the ground in the rough form of jet black, faceless dogs; a small pack of six to be exact. As if working off a hive mind, they all split up and raced into the crowd, barking at people and herding them off the streets like sheep.
Perhaps it was a bit cruel to treat the people like farm animals, but to be fair they were acting quite like panicked cattle.
Ezra sighed, looking over his shoulder at Rosie. "The counterattack is what worries me," he admitted, brows furrowed. Very few, if any, of the students have been in combat with villains. What if someone got injured... or died?
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Post by ZEPHYR FEAR on Jan 20, 2014 21:08:17 GMT -6
listen to the color of your dream. Bloody hell, did Rosie really think he didn't know how friction worked? And why was everyone turning to him for instructions? Who thought it'd be a good idea to put him in charge? And why the fuck wasn't anyone protecting his speakers? "An' that's why we'd be peelin' off the balloon from th' back," he muttered to himself, not bothering to project his voice to Rosie since she already seemed to be working on the problem in her own way. Unzipping his backpack, he fished around for a moment before getting out some gun range ear protection and plopping them over his ears. It was always good to be prepared when Rosie was at work, yeah? Eva seemed to have a chain of goons chasing her and, if Zeph had to guess, really wanted to run them over with that truck. It was still attached to the float, though, so that wouldn't do at all. Of course he could hear Rosie telling Eva to stand down through the headset, but Zeph knew the chances of Eva actually listening were little to none. "Nah, it's yours. Jus' wait a sec, mate," he told the pinkette through the radio of the truck, jogging over to the tail end of the truck to disconnect the float. Giving her a thumbs up, he spoke to her in the same way, "Go get 'em."Despite disagreeing with her methods, Zeph did take Rosie up on the offer for using her gauntlet, though. "Everyone, please get away from the streets. Take shelter inside. If a balloon is being off of you, please crawl out from under it; assist anyone you see who seems physically unable to do so. Do not interfere with the security forces. I repeat, get away from the streets--" he continued for a while, snatching up an abandoned trombone and whacking a monkey who ran at him as he spoke. He had one of his phones out, connecting to the security cameras of the nearby businesses, trying to get a better aerial picture of the chaos. Yep, looked like chaos. Oh, look, and there was Ezra talking to Rosie as she tried lifting the balloon. Projecting his voice to whatever electronic device Ezra had on him, Zeph grinned, "Ey, mate, let the poor woman concentrate, would'ja?"Zeph stopped his instructing for a moment when Heiko showed up, removing his ear protection from one ear and actually chuckling a bit as he responded, "Fuckin' mutant monkeys, man. And snakes. Fuckin' snakes--" he paused a moment to remind the masses to kindly get the hell out of their way, then continued, "--Looks like Serpenta's not as much've a hoax as the blokes from the news thought. We gotta' get a way to catch the people who got snatched up, yeah?--" Another interruption with altered accent, "--How far can ya' shoot them shadow bolt things?" His hands made alternating pointing motions to emphasize his point, just before returning to his role akin to a bloody flight attendant. tagged | defensive group. aka team awesome )o) (sorry for the poorness of it ;A; ) |
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Post by JULIO VEGAS on Jan 20, 2014 22:14:10 GMT -6
on the bright side, vegas had never football tackled a monkey before! new life experiences, something to cross off the bucket list of justice. albeit, the fact that his aforementioned bucket list of justice did not involve them just meant he had to add various other monkey-related activities.
even if, at close contact, it felt like an even further stretch to call them monkeys. he was now piled on top of two, holding down one against the against the concrete with his armoured arm. on close contact, vegas tried to remind himself it was with blessed opportunity he was in close quarters with such dark minions of evil. trying to stop the animal from moving beneath him, he tried to get a good look at one, anything aside from its obviously grotesque form. there was nothing he could draw from - “disabling evil's great animal followers 101” was not a class justice had elected to take - but with his his arm pressed against the primate's throat, stopping its movement for a bit, he had the time to look about again. with such a short time he wasn't able to tell whether whatever creatures serpent had set on them were growing in number but the sacred citizens of new york had the chance to move away now.
the monkey's attempts at pulling people away needed his attention! it was why he pulled himself off the monkey after knocking it down; vegas wanted to assure it was because he had heroic duties elsewhere, not just because he may have delayed take a glance a little too long and gotten nearly sprung on by another.
trying to roll off it, and pull himself back to standing right, vegas made a new goal. surely, he had been dictated offensive duties by the sworn powers that had been - slash the vireximus say-so - but he surely needn't exercise his full valour against these creatures unless the moment dictated it. the woman they'd been harassing had taken the time to try and run he counted another hero success. more to come! he set himself with the intent to rescue more of his citizens and his bluetooth crackled to life again. he recognised it as one of the lecturers. not addressed to him but enough to know that the defensive team was doing their own heroic work. clearly, he would have to step it up!
a nasty crack echoed along the parade line though. julio had spun wide-eyed initially, first in the line to get the civilians away from serpenta's minions. back along the line a float was splitting. unable to turn away for much long he understandably confused. unfortunately, the great omniscience of lady fate failed to state there'd be more downed parade items and that spoke bad news for those around. because when he looked to serpenta he noticed two things. firstly, a lack of the snake that'd be wrapped around her before and secondly, professor knightly's own attack towards her. it seemed the snake had already descended into the crowd, he tried to follow the source but a realisation came. tsubaki.
julio thought he could see her - it was a lot easier now that a snake was making its way around alongside with professor crawford there. had tsubaki found anything out? there was one thing on his mind he needed to know, something to understand at least what the monkeys were doing.
“valued tsubaki!” was that a bit too loud for the bluetooth? no matter! julio called out to her, unbothered whether he was interrupting mind-reading time given he was a bit more concentrated on staying alive, “the--” what to call them, would there ever be a fitting name? “these vile yet guiltless chimera, their master must be controlling their innocent souls! to where do they lead these chaste citizens, does she know?” they seemed to be trying to pull the citizens away, if there was just something he could understand about their movements he'd maybe have a better shot at saving people without having to crack an animal's skull against the sidewalk.
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Post by SERPENTA on Jan 21, 2014 0:22:58 GMT -6
[attr="class","staffbod"]The snake was moving fast across the asphalt, weaving between scattering people. The thick yellow body of the snake undulated like liquid silk, but when a man landed directly in front of the girl the serpent was going for, it reared back and lifted its head, giant tongue flicking out as a hiss emanated from the creature. The long rod was heavy but with a split decision the snake coiled around it, weighing the rod down so the man lost control. It also gave the serpent an advantage, and poison could nearly be seen dripping from its fangs. Another raspy hiss sounded from it as it slithered down the pole in a spiral motion, moving rapidly. Meanwhile, the monkey creatures were still attacking at full force. There seemed to be some resistance, and the boy with the car speaker found a new way to communicate. Well, the people were still running around like headless chickens, and many of them were slightly resistant to trust the hero students. A grim smirk pulled up at Serpenta's lips as another wave of monkeys fell from the sky, smaller than the behemoth she sent after the car but bigger than most of the other creatures that were around. Speaking of the behemoth, a little pink haired brat had managed to knock him over with a few of the other monkeys. "Eliminate her," Serpenta called out in a foreign tongue to the behemoth, and he stood up, pushing the other creatures and rubble off of him as he sprung into the air, aiming for Evanthe. His accuracy was stunning, and like a battering ram he pushed her away from the truck and she fell hard to the ground, and the behemoth landed a few feet away, turning to wait and see if she would even get up. While she was concentrating on directing her minions, however, Serpenta failed to notice that there was a small, dark object hurtling directly for her. She noticed when it was already too late, and the grenade-looking thing sprayed some gas in her face, the noxious smell lulling her into a haze. Her concentration broke and the woman fell from the sky, gaining speed as she fell. She was at the height of the light poles, which was rather far from the ground. One of her mid-sized minions rose to the occasion, however, and dove to stop her from hitting the ground. The minions began to swirl around, almost as if they were trying to create a vortex. Some of them snatched up civilians, even young children and dogs, and others aimed directly for the superpowered individuals that were ruining everything. One in particular, a flying fiery haired woman, caught the attention of two of the monkeys, and with swift agility, began to hurtle directly for her, screaming their horrifying cry. News crews were beginning to arrive now, and there were still many people on the road. Helicopters circled overhead and the police tried to fight off the monkeys, but to no avail. And despite the chaos that was happening, many of the civilians were more than reluctant to listen to a superhuman, even if their lives were in grave danger. The offensive team rolled a 4, the defensive team rolled a 2.
The next round ends on 1/23 in the late evening, cbox time (Central USA time).
OFFENSIVE: @orrin, JULIO VEGAS, @phantom, THEODORE 'THEO' TEMPLETON, @hugh
DEFENSIVE: @etoile2, @dee3, @ninjaofcheese, ELI MADDOX, @toccatina, ZEPHYR FEAR
ELI MADDOX has skipped round 2 and will rejoin in round 3, the current round.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 22, 2014 19:33:04 GMT -6
| It had hit her and she had fallen, Orrin took no time in jumping after her, navigating down the fire-escape in an unorthodox manner and at a surprising speed. ”Ms. Hawthorne, please try again.” He said, pausing while still about a dozen higher than the ground, a few feet higher than where the imp holding her was floating. She hadn’t been exposed to the gas for long, it wasn’t going to hold for much longer than this.
He let out a grunt of annoyance, they were too low for him to use another bomb and even if they weren’t he wasn’t keen of the idea of wasting them. Was she close enough to jump at? He really didn’t see much else to do. He sighed, giving the ladder one last tight squeeze before kicking off of it, using his cloak to slow his fall. Immediately after jumping he knew he was off. It had been too long, he had miscalculated but hopefully…He reached out just a little further to grab the only thing his falling self could still reach, the woman’s billowing skirt. Not exactly the strongest holding point, immediately he would try to shift his weight and grab Serpenta’s leg a much more stable hold.
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Post by ZEPHYR FEAR on Jan 23, 2014 1:35:59 GMT -6
listen to the color of your dream. He could talk all he wanted, but that wouldn't make these idiotic civilians listen. Fucking hell. If they died from their own stupidity, that wasn't his problem, but if they got carried off by flying monkeys... well... then it was. Plus, another wave of larger monkey-mutants were bearing down on them. Time for a change of plan. "Right then. Heiko, go protect Rosie so that balloon gets lifted. Ev--" just as he was about to address his pinkette friend, he could feel her phone fly from its position by the truck and stop. Spinning his head around, he was shocked by the sight before him. Eva was on the ground, and a giant was standing over her. "Don't. Move," he said to her exclusively. It was rare for Zeph to use such a serious tone, and even more rare for him to tell Eva what to do. The reason for that was revealed not even a second later, as Zeph overrode the truck's controls and floored it. His depth perception wasn't the greatest, but his awareness of the electronics on the truck and on Eva's person made up for it plenty. Driving the truck over Eva so that its wheels rolled past her on either side, he slammed it into the goliath before triggering the brakes. "Sorry, mate. If nothin's broke, go do yer thing."Next it was time to explain to Ezra his role. "Ey, I know yer protectin' Rosie, but when you're done wit' tha, would ya be able to make an ink net? They're snatchin' up little kids and we need a way to get 'em down without their skulls hittin' the pavement."Oh lovely, and now the police were marching in. Linking in to one of the police men's radios, Zeph spoke to him the same way he's been speaking to his team. "Hey, instead of attacking those things, could ya look for one of them air cushions you use for jumpers and set it up out here? Also, it'd be grand if ya could convince the people to take shelter."-hoping so much for either a 1 or 6- |
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Post by Deleted on Jan 23, 2014 12:47:04 GMT -6
| TIME TO PARTY!!! This was going to be a problem.
Well sure, 'problems' such as this were not uncommon for the metal-bending professor. However, this one had much greater risks than the norm involved. For instance, there was the risk of putting the lives of thousands - no, millions - in grave danger. This was one of the few things that thrill-seeking redhead would not take kindly to. It was the bizarre truth; he cared little for his own well-being, so long as the things and people he held so dear to him were safe. But right now, the man had a tall order in front of him in the form of a venomous gargantuan reptile. He knew full that this wasn't going to be by any means easy. In fact, young Myles would welcome the challenge. He'd have to be wary of those fangs though.
As the viper began to coil around his heavy 'staff', the man began to struggle keeping a hold of it. Seriously, what does that damn snake eat for it to be so big!? That reptile was far more heavy than most metals in which he was able to manipulate. And so, reluctantly, Myles released his grip on the pole and backtracked a few steps. "Whooaa!" Eyeing the beast, he needed to think and act quickly. But what was he to do!? He was practically staring death in the face now. "It pains me to inform you that I am most certainly NOT on the menu either!" he shouted. "And you can keep those chompers to yourself, thank you very much!"
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Post by Deleted on Jan 23, 2014 12:54:45 GMT -6
All she wanted to do was wheel over a pile of mutant primates. Was that too much to ask? She cast Levesque a flippant wave, letting the woman know she had no intentions of wasting such a wonderful opportunity for reckless driving. As soon as she got the okay from the voice over the radio, she beamed. But the behemoth’s recovery time threw a wrench in her plans.
One moment, she was leaning against the truck, the next she was sprawled across the pavement. The flagpole had flown out of her hands toward an unsuspecting individual. The tackle had knocked the wind out of her, and she couldn’t think for a few moments, taking time to let the incident sink in. If anything, she was grateful for the helmet on her head, otherwise she’d have blacked out.
In her dazed state, she tried pushing herself up before a familiar voice stopped her in her tracks. Her brows furrowed in confusion. Was that Zeph? What was going on out there? Suddenly, the vehicle lurched forward. Eva ducked as it whooshed overhead, the sound of solid meeting solid reaching her ears. A wave of relief washed over her but was quickly replaced by indignation.
“I had it under control! I just needed a minute,” she protested, rolling out from beneath the vehicle. But her attempts to stand were met with a searing pain shooting up her arm. Looking down, she noticed the unhealthy looking angle of her left wrist and the fact that moving it brought more bouts of pain. “But I guess I owe you one,” she added in defeat.
This wasn’t the first time she’d broken an appendage, and this certainly wasn’t going to be her last. Gritting her teeth, she got back up on her feet. The smaller monkeys were beginning to stir. Her gaze swept across the area, trying to locate her weapon of choice. “Where’d my flag go?” It was still flaming hot, and she needed to find it before someone tried to pick it up.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 23, 2014 15:11:41 GMT -6
With nothing attacking her, Wilhelmina caught her breath before noticing where more screams, more destruction, more everything was happening apart from her little section of the parade. And that was why she was not getting any information. “Mother of monkey fuckers." Almost wanting to cry, Wilhelmina leaned down before stretching her arms behind her. This was not going to be fun at all. She should have just saved her energy for where the action was. Nope, she was being a complete idiot.
No clear path towards her destination, she watched where she was going. Wilhelmina kept her eyes on the sky as there were people and things going across in a mad like fashion. Yeah, no. Her trusty blow dart device was wonderful in keeping stuff like this happening. Espionage. And since no monkeys were coming her way (for right now), the freshman slinked through the floats on the way to the center of the flight. “Do, do, do...” She popped her head out from a float every time she got closer. “Do, do, do,do....” Every step closer, she made sure to have the right seed in her hand when she assessed the situation. So many choices. Maybe not apples. Not after what happened with the float. “Bah, bah, bah, bah, baaahhhh, bah, bah, BAH BUMP. I'm James Bond, bitches.” Sneaky mode commenced until further notice.
Finally just two floats behind the action, her little blond head of hers peaked over one of the cars, her feet on her very tippy toes. From the thirty seconds she paid attention to, one of the professors was near some creepy looking chick, Tsubaki was being attacked, Julio was being a derp as usual, and one of the redheaded prof...“WHAT THE FUCK.” Wilhelmina noticed the professor had almost no chance of escaping. Not only that, there was a... a.... “Giant ass snaaaaaaakkkkeeee!.”
Lifting up her sleeves up to her triceps, she put her fists up. A sense of hero morality rushed through her veins. Even if this guy had more experience than her, he was not gonna live by the look of it. Random snakey-monkey thing came her way. A punch to the face before she struggled up another float before Wilhelmina steadied on top of it. (Her and floats liked each other a lot today.) Blow dart readied, the frehsman took out three seeds, which were not apple. “Hey you slimey little shit.” She yelled out.
One cherry seed into the blow dart. It was not going to pay attention to her, especially with food in eyesight. Breathing heavily in, she spit out one before sending another one down the shoot and back out at the snake. Each cherry bomb effectively covered it in a cherry sticky splash. If that thing turned around at her... “Crap, why do I keep doing this to myself...” Doing shit without thinking. This parade was going to be the death of her young life. “At least it smells better...”
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Post by Deleted on Jan 23, 2014 15:16:22 GMT -6
It would be a hell of a day if things were not going so shittly. Or more correctly for that matter if they would of curbed stomped this wench in to the ground a few seconds after she started. "200 Point. 350 Area... give or take." Heiko spoke up answering Zeph's question. It was clear that the local population wasn't to keen on listing to Zeph, a super human. Figures even during this time of strife they were hesitant on listing to the people who were trying to protect them. Not that the cops were having any better luck than they were really.
"Right then. Heiko, go protect Rosie so that balloon gets lifted." They clearly had someone working on it already so that was a start. So making sure that the professor succeeded was a reasonable place to start. The others were easily on their way with doing other things. Spinning on his heel Heiko took off towards Professor Roise Levesque.
Heiko came to a halt near the Professor. "I've got your back Professor." Heiko's body was clearly tensed up ready to spring, the dark malevolent looking energy circled his hands before solidifying and transforming in to his usual bolts.
"Heads up! We got another wave of these ass hats coming down!" Heiko's eyes were locked in to the next wave of minions that were descending down. Just how many of these fuckers does this bitch have? One point in time Heiko remembered reading about accounts of soldiers and other individuals that were faced with life or death situations. He remembered that a lot of the accounts recalled beginning scared for their life then eventually just anger that they had the guts to actually attack. Heiko was in the angry stage of this cycle.
They were still to far out for Heiko to do anything to them. He knew he had options but he couldn't do anything but wait for them to make the first move. The chips were on their side until the super humans could gain a good foot hold.
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