Prototypes: Super Hero RP (Finished)

[SamuelT]

Samuel lifted himself from the rubble, floating above the panicing masses of people and the Prototypes. Enough was enough. He pulled down giant signs and let them crash on Patrick. He saw him fly backwards. He grinned. He launched him upward and smack into the ground. He saw him bleeding, but he still stood up. Then a trickle of blood ran down Samuel's face.

"I haven't seen that in a while.""

 

[Sparrow]

Sparrow had no time to react, as Sarah had not let go of his arm. His plan had somewhat backfired. He had to fight back, to save both their lives.

"I'm sorry, Sarah."

As signs and rubble collapsed around him, Sparrow changed his hand to solid rock and grabbed Sarah's shoulder tightly, until it cracked in place. She screamed in agony, but swiftly let go. Sparrow ran toward Samuel in the terminal, and they exchanged glances.

"Fuck, that didn't go too well."

 

[Doc Theta Sigma]

Doc watched the Behemoths swarm below with the 5% and 20%s, over running the other Prototypes. Hopefully they could end the battle quickly but he became aware of a glowing inside the coffee shop. Obviously #3 had already gotten to work. Reaching out with his mind, Doc firmly grasped her own.

"Hush now child... Calm down. Everything will be alright. I promise" Doc spoke softly into her mind.

 

[ae86gamer]

Sarah screamed in agony as she felt the tremendous pain from her shoulder cracking. She let go of Sparrow and the white flames receded. She fell to the floor grabbing her shoulder. She looked up and saw Sparrow and Samuel running from the scene. The cafe was beginning to crumble.

Sarah stumbled up and ran out of the building, it was still glowing white from the fire that still continued to tear it down. She tried to follow Sparrow but was soon hit in the stomach by a behemoth prototype. The wind was knocked out of her. She was hit so hard that she spit out a mixture of blood and vomit.

Dammit. What the hell is going on. Where is everyo-

Before losing consciousness she heard a soothing and calming voice. Hush now child... Calm down. Everything will be alright. I promise

*black out*

 

[SamuelT]

Samuel looked behind him. He saw the Prototypes get attacked by the strange lesser percents. Doc's here. He couldn't just leave them behind. He put down as much of lessers as he could, not much, and recieved another headache. He and Sparrow left the scene after that.

 

[Doc Theta Sigma]

As Doc dropped from the bottom of the fire escape, a 20% approached him and bowed.

"Are they all incapacitated?" Doc asked.

"Yes sir. Samuel put up quite a fight... We've got casualties and deaths. But Sparrow and Samuel escaped" The 20% replied.

"Very well. See that the casualties are attended to... If any of the other Prototypes are conscious, knock them out" Doc replied, adjusting his glasses as they walked out of the alley.

Walking over to the Prototypes, who were all gathered in one place, sat down with cable ties binding their hands and feet. All but one of them were unconscious. The one unconscious one was a teenage boy of perhaps 17 with shaggy red hair. Kneeling down in front of him, Doc smiled.

"Yes... I know you. #1. Samuel spoke quite a bit about you" Doc said, looking him over like a lion does it's prey. "I've read your file as well. A murderer at such a young age... Tell me, how did it feel?"

 

[Sparrow]

Sparrow and Samuel watched from a distance, as all five of their former friends we're seperately beaten within an inch of their lives.

"Samuel, should we help them?"

 

[SamuelT]

"Self preserverance is the best we can do right now, Sparrow. If we help them we will get captured ourselves. Just keep out of the picture for a while, I'll see if we can do something." Samuel said.

He cringed with every hit one of his friends, he still regarded them as such, recieved. If was frustrating to, for once in his life, be powerless.

 

[scotth266]

Patrick had felt something crack the first time Sam had slammed him into something: the second time, it had broken. He could feel something grinding about as he moved, sending shockwaves of pain through him even as he tried to stand up. He couldn't focus: he could barely even think.

Ribs? he managed to think, as another tremor wracked him. Yeah, it's the ribs.

He felt blood dribbling down the corner of his mouth. Oh. That's not good, right?

He heard someone talk, and his head suddenly burst open with pain.

HIM! I WILL TEAR THE FLESH FROM HIS BONES! roared the Voice, the only thing that Patrick could still hear, as he drifted down into unconsciousness.

 

[Sparrow]

Spoiler: OOC

How badly would it mess up the story if the silver being were to appear right now and break the five captives loose? Alternatively I could make Sparrow and Sam do it (put up shields in every direction except back to the terminal and point meaningfully) and aid them.

But if that mucks up the plan then I can figure out another way into the story. Just I reckon this is the sort of epic moment that my character would step in and dow something mysterious and awesome at.

Spoiler

Nopers, leave them be. Doc is going to capture them, and then the story will break out ;D

 

[Doc Theta Sigma]

Spoiler: OOC

Very, very, very sorry everyone but I need to go in to work and cover someone for a couple of hours. I won't be back till late so we'll continue tomorrow ¬_¬

 

[AllFather]

[Where the hell is Aesis in all this?! I said you guys could use him as much as you damn well pleased! I've got Finals to study for so I'm kinda busy...] For arguments sake, lets just say Ace ditched the others when he got his paranoid feeling.
Ace stopped in his tracks. He noticed something was wrong. Where were the others? His gut instinct said flee, but his conscience knew something was up. He started to head back.

[Oh god. I just realized my character is the only one who has his head up his ass and is just always doing his own thing, because I never have any Idea WTF I should be doing... sorry, guys.]

 

[Shapsters]

[Where the hell is Aesis in all this?! I said you guys could use him as much as you damn well pleased! I've got Finals to study for so I'm kinda busy...] For arguments sake, lets just say Ace ditched the others when he got his paranoid feeling.
Ace stopped in his tracks. He noticed something was wrong. Where were the others? His gut instinct said flee, but his conscience knew something was up. He started to head back.

[Oh god. I just realized my character is the only one who has his head up his ass and is just always doing his own thing, because I never have any Idea WTF I should be doing... sorry, guys.]

[We are all tied up from Doc, he is preventing us from using our powers. You are in that group, just read back a little bit, just because we don't include you doesn't mean you weren't there.]

 

[Doc Theta Sigma]

Doc sat drumming his fingers on his knee in the cargo hold of the large military plane he'd persuasively acquired. He'd decided to keep an eye on the Prototypes, who were all unconscious and would be for some time. He studied the faces of each one, committing it to memory. Looking around as he heard footsteps, he saw the same 20% from before approach before bowing once more.

"How far away are we from the facility?" Doc asked.

"About 10 minutes. If you don't mind me asking sir... What are we going to do with these Prototypes?"

"Well... I'm hoping to bring them around to our cause. Until I have their answers, I'll play this close to my chest" Doc grinned.

As the plane shifted, indicating their descent, Doc noticed one of the Prototypes move slightly. It was #1. Standing up, he walked over to his seemingly still form and pressed a palm against his forehead. Concentrating, Doc grasped onto his mind and indeed, #1 was beginning to awaken. Using his powers, Doc once again knocked him back into unconsciousness. He returned to his seat as more 5% and 20% gathered.

"As soon as we land I want them taken to the lab and put into pods. I'll give Natasha further instructions for you from there"

 

[SamuelT]

Samuel and Sparrow moved away from the scene. He was furious that he'd let it get the situation so out of hand. Now they had lost contact with the rest, and got them captured. He still couldn't figure out how that army of misformed 20's entered the scene.

"So, any thoughts on how to get the others back?" Sparrow asked him. Samuel was about to answer no when he felt a 20 limp past them. She was holding his stomach. A glass shard was embedded in her.

"We could squeeze the information out of her.." Samuel said, pointing at the limping figure with a devilish grin on his face.

 

[Sparrow]

"Wow Samuel, I knew you were evil but I didn't know you that evil."

Sparrow grinned.

"Do it."

 

[SamuelT]

Samuel tore through the muscles of the 20's legs. He collapsed, and hit his head on the concrete.

"Let's get her to a more private place. My apartment will do."

 

[Sparrow]

Sparrow agreed, though he was highly unsure how they would get the man back to the apartment with two motorbikes. It was then that Samuel tied a rope around the man's waist, and attached it to the back of his bike.

"So, I suppose we're all ready then?"