Overcharged - Chapter Three, Dark Hearts [FROZEN UNTIL REQUESTED]

[terribleyetfun]

(no prob I`m itching for a fight)

Mister terrible staggered around the smokescreen still holding his arm he fired a lightning bolt in the same direction he had before but she dodged it expecting it a path was cleared causing there eyes to meet for a brief moment she readied her gun for one final shot, she fired mister terrible was just barely able to roll off to the side but the bullet had caught him in the ankle sending him to the ground. Almost immediately the smokescreen cleared giving her a clear view of mister terrible lying on the ground crawling away she fired a shot in front of him stopping him in his tracks she walked over to him and solemnly stared at him with her hand in a gun shape pointed at her head.
"you could have done great things with your powers you could have helped a lot of people but it had to come to this" she pulled back her thumb in her hand for no other reason than dramatics probably hoping that he would beg for forgiveness or something like that no such luck but unbeknown to her mister terrible had dragged his hand under her chin and just before she was able to pull the trigger he fired a flash of lightning directly in front of her eyes blinding her just long enough for mister terrible to prop himself up on his one good leg and he used it to do a massive hop catapulting himself down the street she regained her vision just in time to see mister terrible swing himself around a street pole and hop away.

 

[PandarenBa]

The city was at it's boiling point - people were evacuating and the government was alarmed...

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One thing I'd like to advice, is that don't make other people's characters do actions... bit like god-modding (pun intended). But if it this fits you two, go ahead. I won't go for that, though.

 

[revolverwolf]

"These bastards just can't die easily can they?" She sighed. This was the second time one of these 'powerful' people had run from her. Maybe that was what the powers were doing to people. Causing irrational thoughts and fears. Eating away at people's morality and personality. But it was not a loss yet. If she started running now, she might have be able to catch the man still. She gave chase, ready to shoot at the slightest notice.

(Yeh, I've actually got to agree there Pandaren... terrible. Could you stop making my character do things without me giving the go ahead? Once at the beginning of the fight is acceptable for me. But if it reaches into every post it removes the fun.)

 

[reyttm4]

On the motorway (or freeway for you Americans) all the cars were trying to escape the destruction and madness erupting in the city. Ray calmly walked in the middle of the motorway diverting traffic coming towards him into a burning wreck, he stood in the middle of the road gave his guitar a quick tine then with a sudden huge strum a stage exploded out of the floor beneath his feet rising him 20 feet into the air, this stage was as wide as the whole motorway with spikes reaching out in the front of the stage destroying any attempt of escaping through this route. the sky grey dark in this city as Ray started playing 2 Minutes To Midnight by Iron Maiden, although you could see his guitar was not plugged into a amplifier the sound of such awesome riffs was heard clearly throughout the city. the people stuck in there cars in front of the stage felt strange, the music was mutating their bodys they all turned into 12 foot overly muscley men with long black hair with their souls corrupted to the core they stopped fleeing and headed back into the city doing what damage they could do until they're time came at midnight when the true transformation would be completed.

 

[terribleyetfun]

mister terrible had escaped from her still feeling the scars of defeat.
"what the fuck how can I die I have god powers" he said pissed that he was beaten he turned to check he was`nt being followed no one was behind him but he just wanted to be sure he turned to the left and kicked off a building catapulting him to another he kicked off of that until he reached the top unable to make a landing he rolled out when he hit the ground.

(sorry revolverwolf did`nt mean anything)

 

[Voltaggia]

It's the path that counts, not the goal... Now where'd he heard that? Steve woke up in the basement. Bishop was there too, sleeping. He crept away, locked the door, and ran out.

His leg was okay now, and he understood some things he didn't before. It was like the dream changed him. I have to fight. But not the normal guys. He decided to find that woman. He went back to the highway, where he first met her - but she wasn't there. Instead, loud noises were heard from north of the rubble. Steve went there to investigate.

What he saw there was a man, playing on a guitar. It sounded like metal, but had an unearthly feeling of it. And the people listening to were changed.

 

[ThreeWords]

Spoiler: This has massive potential for awesomeness

I hope it's still open, right?

3W was strolling down the motorway, heading into the city, when he sensed the first signs. He stopped, in the middle of the lain, cars swerving madly to avoid him, and considered a course of action. It had been a long time since he had come into contact with this kind of power. He looked to the sky, took his bearings, and took flight, searching for a target.

Below him was the city. 3W saw flashes of lightning, and swooped towards them. He watched the battle, and then followed the lightning one's retreat. As he stopped to check for pursuit, he neglected to check the sky, and was surprised when behind him came a voice.

"Hey, you! Yeah, you with the lighting! Think fast!"

3W dropped, straight towards his target.

 

[terribleyetfun]

mister terrible was lying on the ground trying to get up his strength making his leg okay to stand on but was still pretty immobile he started to hobble away but behind him he heard a voice.
"hey you" mister terrible turned to face this man and pointed to himself "yeah you with the lightning think fast" the new challenger dived at him aiming straight for him mister terrible dived out of the way just in time as this guy he had never met before swooped at him.
"what the hell do you want" mister terrible screamed pulling himself to his feet slowly.

 

[revolverwolf]

She had seen her prey, momentarily. But instead of firing at him, she left him to fight with the flying man. They can kill each other for all I care... It'll save me a job. She stuck close to the battle, ready to intervene as soon as it was over.

 

[Sosakitty]

Bran walked slowly and deliberately along the city's lone runway. This doesn't usually have any arrivals or departures, since the city is isolated, but, today, a massive Boeing 747 had somehow managed to land on the strip and was trying to turn around to take off. Must be part of the evacuation effort. He decided to sit and watch. After spending quite some time watching the plane struggle, boredom finally got to him. He reached into his pocket for anything that may cure this boredom. There was nothing in there. He began to get curious, since he remembered stuffing his PSP and a stick of gum into his pocket when he got out of his car. He reached back into his pocket and pulled out the PSP. There you are.

He flicked the power switch, but the screen failed to light up. The battery was dead. He once again reached into his pocket. It'd be great if I had something to charge it up with. To Bran's surprise, he felt hard plastic within his jacket pocket. He pulled out a PSP rechargeable battery. Where did I get that from? He quickly popped the battery into the back of the PSP, tossing the old one. It didn't take long for him to realize there was no game to be played. Maybe I have some games in my pocket?

He reached into the pocket once more and latched onto something quite large. What's this? He heaved it through the pocket, revealing the item to be a carrying case. He unzipped it and inside lay row upon row of games. There's something going on here. Maybe I need to think of what I want and it appears in my pocket. I want.... a revolver. He reaches into his pocket and pulls out a six-shooter. A samurai sword. He pulls a sharp-edged weapon from his jacket. Let's be a little more creative.

I want transportation. With some strange infusion of strength, he pulls a fully assembled bike from his pocket. He finally spoke, rather than his previous manner of thinking of what he wants. "Come on. I'm at an airport. Give me something stylish. Something with wings." He opened the pocket and peered inside. A propeller was visible. He grabbed onto it and, with the same strength that moved the bike, he heaved a fully operational P-51 Mustang into the air. It hit the ground on its landing gear. "Nice."

OOC: Sorry for the wall of text, I just wanted to make my character's powers clear. And no, there is no magic involved with the trenchcoating. He is using his powers to create these objects.

 

[Voltaggia]

Steve made up his mind. He saw what the man's music had done to the people - and he could prevent it. I don't need to be neither good nor evil... as long as I don't get any non-mutants involved. Back, down-back, down, down-forward, forward, hold punch, he thought.

He knocked the man down, punched him into the face two times, then jumped back, (hopefully) ready for whatever he threw at him.

 

[reyttm4]

Ray was truly didn't see this attack coming, as he was punched in the face he fell back and flew into the wall. Suddenly out of no where he started playing the song Lake Bodom (based of the unsolved murder mystery in Finland) the world around them changed the man looked around saw that it was the middle of the night and he was next to some kind of lake. a deathly laugh was heard from the midnight sky and as it got to the solo of the song Ray appeared on the floor playing it, the world around the both of them distorted and the floor started breaking as fire raged out of the floor, all of a sudden it got to the keyboard part of the solo, Ray looked up confused as the world started coming back to reality, as Ray could not play the keyboard. "At least he got kinda burnt up" Ray thought to himself.

 

[Voltaggia]

Steve ran up to the stage after the man with the guitar. The music was fiendish, and it was doing something. He crashed the backdoor with a helicopter kick, and leaped /Down down-forward forward/ with a Ryuubi Kyaku ((OOC:a leaping kick)) at the man with the guitar.

 

[reyttm4]

Ray hurt by this second attack of the street fighter man lunged at him as the head of the guitar turned into a spike and went through the mans chest, as he pulled it out he realised "god dammit! Theres no blood in the new Street Fighter" The man appeared hurt but not dead.

 

[ThreeWords]

3W landed neatly and turned to face his opponent. He offered a little bow

"I am robot, designation 3W, and I am designed to track, combat and subdue dangerous superhumans. It seems that you pose a threat to this city, it's people, and possibly yourself. Therefore, I must stop you"

He stood stock still, as if waiting for Mr Terrible's response.

Spoiler: Just to clear up...

Though he is robotic, 3W seems human, even to the touch, and is capable of acting pretty much like one. His inhumanity only shows in his automatic respect of any (law abiding) human, and in his powers

Spoiler: Powers

Basically just faster, stronger, cleverer than humans. And he can fly.

He does, however, follow the Three Laws, but instead of 'human', read 'normal, law abiding human'. This makes criminals and super-powered guys fair game =)

(No cookies for knowing the laws, but don't hesitate to scream/panic/ask if you don't know them)

 

[xXGeckoXx]

A man in a trenchcoat and fedora walked around the corner. He was pissed off. "Trench coat and fedora of all the clothes that could have been in my closet. No matter how cool I look I will always be blamed as that trench-coating character.". He walked around the corner and into a shop. He looked at the owner who was cowering under the table avoiding the noise outside. He clicked his fingers lighting a small flame on his thumb. The man cowered on. He looked at the wrack picking a black suit with a black tie and black shoes. He changed quickly in the changeing room saying a quick goodbye to the trench coat and walked out of the store. He looked down the street. Al hell was breaking loose. A teenager was strolling down the street shooting lightning bolts from his eyes. An elderly man was running in the opposite direction while the kid shot at his feet. The man in the suit snapped is fingers. The kid with the lightning burst int flames. The man with the suit then walked to the closest building and clicked his fingers again. A massive ocean of flames poured out of the door of the restaurant that had cheated him of 40 last week. Pyrokenesis. To control fire with ones mind. But that wasnt all. He could reverse it. He walked down the street towards a half vanished skyscraped and a bridge of ice formed sending him to the top of it. Another click of the fingers sent the ice tumbilng t the ground in flames.

 

[terribleyetfun]

"THIS IS JUST FUCKING GREAT I GET SHOT IN THE ARM AND FOOT BY SOME UPPITY CHICK WITH IMAGINARY GUNS and pretty good actual guns AND NOW I`M PESTERED BY SOME FUCKING....robot" mister terrible shouted realizing something he immediately turned around and lept off the building passing over the girl with the guns he fired a quick lightning bolt directly at her just for the hell of it he jumped over to the other roof and rolled over he scanned the streets for any sign of people he spotted one a man possibly in his twenties mister terrible lept down and grabbed him by the collar and jumped back up making his way back to the robot who immediately assumed a fighting stance almost ordered to by his programming he charged readying a punch but as soon he got close enough mister terrible put the man in front of him stopping the robot in his tracks.
"aw what`s wrong can`t hurt humans well that`s just too bad but here`s something to cheer you up" then as quick as a flash mister terrible moved the human out of the way and fired a blot directly at the robot holding him in his spot with one hand and using the human as a shield in the other.

 

[Voltaggia]

Steve was shocked. The impaling should have killed him - but all the spike did was run through him. It did hurt, but the pain was not that strong as it should be. And there was no blood. "I must be hallucinating... those painkillers were too strong", he said to himself. He shot out two hadoukens at the guitar man, and jumped back. Down, down-forward, forward, punch. He prepared the Hayate move, ready to unleash it as soon as the man made a movement.

 

[ThreeWords]

The bolt struck, but the pain 3W felt was nothing compared to the conflicting programming. It ordered him to attack, but also to avoid harm to the human. He forced himself to move back and consider the situation.

An idea came, and he grinned. He leapt forward and smashed his hands onto the floor, with all of his robotic strength. The floor gave way, and Mr Terrible fell, releasing the human. 3W swooped in, grabbed the man, and placed him at street level, then rushed back to where Mr Terrible lay, leaping again to the attack.

 

[xXGeckoXx]

The man in the suit looked on. There was a man fighting a robot down on the streets. A bridge of ice constructed itself towards the location of the fight. The man in the suit was still wondering how it had come that he could do this shit but he gave up the questioning and sld down the ice slide towards the robot. and landed in front of it. "Hello there."