The Escapist Avatar Adventure: An Open RP (Now Re-Opened!)

[The_R3d_Fury]

"You'll pay for what you've done!" screamed The Red Fury, firing the remainder of his AK into the crowd of clones as Ekou dashed behind them. He threw down his rifle and tried to get a fix on Ekou...

...with no luck. Dresden was once again interfering with Red's helmet.

"Where is he?" he shouted. Suddenly, a large blade smacked him straight in the head, sending his bullet-proof helmet flying. His face was visible for the first time.

He had short brown hair, blue eyes and a neatly trimmed beard. He looked around for Ekou.

He'd lost him again.

Running into the fray, pistol drawn, he searched for him before being thrown backwards with the full force of Ekou's punch.

 

[Sgt_Jakeman214]

Double posts suck. Stupid internet.

 

[Sgt_Jakeman214]

You eviiiiiiiiiiiil bastard!

Jack opened fire, targeting the Yurine clones first. 6 booms, and 6 clones died from bullets to the center mass, their chests bloody heaps of gore. Though everyone laughed at the Grim Reaper carrying a .357 Magnum and not say a .44 or .50 Smith and Wesson, they forgot that the .357 had a higher muzzle velocity and flatter trajectory. His revolver empty, the Grim Reaper holstered it and raised his scythe. In that time, Ekou had already attacked Red Fury and the Elena Clones raised mini portals to stop the young Hero's bullets.

Jack bought his scythe slamming down, impacting the ground with a sharp CRACK. In an instant, the entire Hammer Empire Labs were teleported into Jack's own personal section of Hell, a place he rarely used. The Elena clones all looked at each other puzzled as their portals instantly closed.

"One way in, one way out. MY portal. And the Dead cannot already Die, so do not expect to be leaving here unless you are on my terms. EKOU! TIME TO DIE!" Jack growled.

He had them trapped, and even if the other Heroes (or rescuees, as it were) died, he could keep the bad guys here at his leisure to exterminate later.

A Yurine clone leapt out of nowhere and hosed Jack with SMG fire. Jack merely stood there and took it, cocking an eyebrow at the Clone. She dropped the useless weapon and ran towards Jack with a knife drawn, who simply raised his empty hand at her and burnt her to a crisp with a shot of flame. He turned and scanned the battlefield, trying to find his enemy

 

[Wackymon]

Dresden looks as the woman was killed, heartlessly, coldly.
He turned to Ekou, "You bastard..." He managed to say, his teeth clenched in anger. He held up his staff, and looked at death, "Well, Jack Skellington, lets take him down, shall we?"
He shoots his .44 into the crowd, and managed to hit 4 people with a few bullets. He whirls up his Shield, defending him from the array of bullets heading his way.
"FORZARE!" he shouts, lowering his shield long enough to lash out the spell, unleashing a wall of pure force at three random clones, causing 3 to fly into another 4, dazing them, perhaps knocking one or two out.
"Where is that bond-villain bastard!" He shouts, ready to take him down at his first chance. He charges into the fray, throwing clones away from him and into walls, and a few into Jack.

 

[indiana779]

Indiana stood there, stunned for a moment. Red... When his helmet had been knocked off he..
He looked so familiar. Those eyes, she'd seen them somewhere before, she knew it. She just couldn't quite place her finger on it.
Surely... He couldn't... *SMASH!*
Some clones flew past her and crashed in to the walls behind her and snapped her back in to reality. With a shake of her head she ran after Red. If she was right, and Red was who she thought, no, hoped he was - she had to make sure he was safe.

 

[Diablo1099_v1legacy]

David was still heavily sedated from the injection Nurse Peach gave him before her demise.
He glazed on, no strength in his body as the events unfolded before his eyes.
The brief battle before the Major, Jack confronting Ekou for which he slumped on the Reaper's shoulder, Elena's apparent death.
Though numbed jaws, he gave out cries of protest as Ekou retracted his sword and Elena hit the ground, Him soon being dropped by Jack to arrange the change in venue.
He watched as the life passed from her eyes right in front of him.
Once again, she was lost.
Just another dead body in his life.
He soon regained some feeling in his body as the battle began to rage around him.
He propped himself up on one dead knee as he got a view of Ekou.
Intense hatred filled his entire being as he clenched his hand into a fist, partly from anger, partly to restore function to that limb.
Clumsily, he managed to pull out his M500, the weight of it greater then what power remained in his arm.
Despite this, He took aim, hand shaking from the strain of the gun's weight, for Ekou's stupid grin, eye normally keen eye tearing up a little.
"This is for you...."
And he pulled the trigger.

 

[Diablo1099_v1legacy]

Snip

"GAAHHHHH! ************!" Wesker shouted as Luna broke his arm before hitting his pressure points to prevent any real attempt to chase her.
He fruitlessly fired his gun after the Pokemon until she was out of view.
"DAMMIT!....Could've been a simple smash and grab, but noooooooo...had to kill a super powered family...." He sighed as he called Bison on the radio.

Luna finally had Rugal back in her view and was in mid jump to pounce on her target when intense pain flared up in her mind again as Bison used his power to corrupt the aura in the air around her.
Rugal glanced over his shoulder and saw her land ungracefully on the ground and smirked, it was a good thing he let that backstabber live.
She soon recovered and was about to pursuit again when Bison repeated his attack.
He stood outside the Command VTOL, his souless eyes glowing purple with a massive smile on his face.

Rugal soon arrived back at where he last left Dillon, sending 3 VTOLs after a teenage Jesus wannbe? It was bloodbath.
2 of the VTOLs were down as Dillon focused on the last one.
"Now or never...." He said to himself as he went a crash site and pried a handgun from a dead soldier, making slight adjustments to it in order to allow it to fire the darts.
The lack of a hand made that harder then it already was but Rugal wasn't about to give up now.

 

[bluerocker]

snip

Teri wiped her face free of tears (from the altercation with Darren earlier), and smiled, "Sure thing! Just let me find Caim and Angie before we get going..."

At the call of their names, the aforementioned "Heroes" walked up to the strangely guessed young girl, eyebrows tweaked in confusion.

 

[bluecrimson]

Slindis enjoys the ride in the car and pulls out a small note with the picture of her author attached. [color=c20000]"Kazuya, if you could, is there any possibility of tracking this man down? The information I have here is all I know of him, but I would like to get in contact with him. Failing that, have any of your men seen this man? Here's a sketch I was able have drawn of him from memory."[/color]

She produces another piece of paper that's somewhat crinkled and smeared, but Kazuya is eventually able to make out the drawing underneath.

Spoiler: What Kazuya is able to make out

She chuckles to herself. [color=c20000]"I'm sorry about the stylized art, but that's what the girl I talked to made it out to be. I hope it isn't useless."[/color]

 

[Diablo1099_v1legacy]

Kazuya finally looked up from his files and mentally sorted the Picture under "People of Interest".
"I've never seen him, but that's just me. Paul! Get Intel on this guy, pictures, files, anything. Usually, these things turn out to be every important in the long run." He ordered as he handed the picture of the man to one of his drivers.
Following a quick Computer scan, he handed it back.
"If he's on this plane of existence, we'll find him. anything else?" He said before returning to his reports.

 

[Diablo1099_v1legacy]

Speaking of Darren

Irish Embassy, New York, Real World

"-And that's petty much it, just want to get on the first flight out of this fucking country. Do you know that they let a Creationist head the House Committee on Science, Space and Technology? I mean, we have some worthless TD but even then, they weren't that bad..." Darren explained to the officials at the Embassy.
"Alright, that's fine. all we need is proof of citizenship and we're good."
"Well....didn't I say I was Irish?"
"You and half of Brooklyn. Test is simple. Just say the say your Current Address in Irish and we'll have you there in no time."
"............." Darren froze in horror, He got out of Irish by getting exempt.
".......... Cosúil mé an ispíní bándearg?....."
The officials stared at him and asked "Are you coming onto me?...."
"......If I say yes, can I get flight?"

*DOOR BANG!*
And just like that, Darren was thrown out, tried and penniless on the streets of New York.
"..........Well, At least it's not raining...."
The second he said that, he quickly hugged the wall as a hoodie wearing jogger raced past for fear of him stabbing him.
"..........Fuck...My.....Life...."

 

[000Ronald]

You realize this place is different, Don't you? You have to on some level. The pull to the spirit wold is weaker. Do you understand? No? I'll tell you then. This is a place where things that decay fall apart, and where things that die stay dead. You still don't understand? Pity. Although...Nosgoth was like this, once. Long, long ago. You don't remember that, though, do you? I can't blame you for that. Tread carefully here, friend.

The poison had run it's course; standing, Mallicos took measure of his surroundings. The corridor they had been in was...gone. Dissapeared. Mallicos was staning on what appeared to be gravel, and staring up into the night sky.

Rainbow Mantle?

Yes, Mallicos?

Mallicos's armor was alive and sentient; where he was from this was common enough that un-enchanted armor was considered unusual. But it was also largely benign; it could communicate with him, but only in emotions and feelings, and only when both it and him were in great distress. The Rainbow Mantle was different. Not only was it fully alive and sentiet, but communicated with him a great deal. Mallicos found this to be an invaluable aid...most of the time; The Mantle was an enigma wrapped in a puzzle locked in a safe. It gave straight answers to common questions, but also enigmanic clues to greater ones, and when confronted with these greater clues, it only gave more puzzles. What's worse, Mallicos was not quite intelligent enough to decipher it's riddles. But it did, and always had, considered Mallicos to be it's friend.

You said this isn't Nosgoth

It is not.

How do you know?

The pull to the spirit world is weaker. And I sense death.

Death is everywhere. Death is in all places. How can you sense it?

It is different here. Death is permanant

I...don't understand. Are there no portals to the spirit world?

No, there are portals from the spirit realm here, although I do not know why. That is not what I mean, and I am not sure you would understand if I tried to explain it.

A stone's throw away, a woman in a white coat noticed Mallicos standing in the decimated hallway and screamed for help. One last question

Of course.

You said Nosgoth was like this once. When?

The Ranbow Mantle swelled with something like pride for a moment; Mallicos supposed this meant he had asked a good question. A very long time ago; before either of us were born.

More shouting, and a ringing of weapons being prepared far off. Battle was coming; Mallicos supposed he would puzzle this question out later.

 

[mcpop9]

snip

Luna was tired of Bison's tricks. She absorbed all of the corrupted arua around her as well as using all of her anger and focused it into her paw. She created a clone and had it throw her high into the air. She soard above the treetops and looked in the direction of where bison's aura was emanating from, seeing a massive vtol landed. She landed and began sprinting his way. She formed an aura sphere in her hand, it made of a highly powerful aura of hatred and disgust.

What bison didn't realize now as he tried to plague luna with corrupted aura was that it was only fueling the sphere and making it bigger. A clone poofed next to Luna, begining to add to the sphere, causing it to rotate and swirl in different directions.

Spoiler: image

http://dattebayo20.deviantart.com/art/DARK-RASENGAN-91305180?q=boost%3Apopular%20dark%20rasengan&qo=65
i'm posting links to where i got these things from now. giving credit.

The Dark Aura Rasengan quickly grew to the size of a small house, destroying trees and anything in general it came into contact with.

Bison stared at the forest, seeing the trees beginning to fall. Than, sprinting flat out, came the massive dark sphere at him. He had two choices, dodge or take the hit. She was moving too fast for a counter, and he would be dead before he absorbed the energy.

Either way, Luna was standing on the otherside of the now torn in two command vtol. Dark aura was streaming off of her, tiny rocks now floating in the air around of her. "No one hurts my family..." she growled, ready to finish this small war.

 

[Diablo1099_v1legacy]

Dude! That was my Ride!

Bison was enjoying his meddling in Luna's plans.
Least until he saw what was coming, after all, if he could corrupt the Aura around Luna, he'd must know where she was and what she was going.
[color=6C1504]".....Girl has a answer for everything. CORTEX!"[/color] Bison said before entering the Command VTOL and grabbing the beaten Doctor.
It was then he saw the massive Dark energy Sphere coming straight for him.
The VTOL was torn apart in the blast, The lack of his presence or anyone elses made her believe they were dead.

Bison used Warp!
Despite the speed of the blast, Bison and Cortex soon re-appeared next to Bruiser, who was still out cold.
Bison Might have cut it a little too close though....

Spoiler

[color=6C1504]"Ohhhhhhhh....What the hell is that *****?...."[/color] He groaned before he fell flat as a log after dropping Cortex to the ground.
It was a truly pathetic sight, not helped by Wesker limping in with his Broken arm, whatever Luna did to him made walking like running a 100KM marathon.
He propped himself on a tree and taking pained breaths said "Right....Did we win?...."
[color=6C1504]"......."[/color]
[color=B4B400]"......."[/color]
"......"
".......Guess not.....I'll call a cab....." He groaned as he pulled out a radio to call for back up.

Luna was soon at the battlefield with Rugal in her sights, He'd attacked her family, Murdered their people, Sent a bunch of b-list villains after her but it would all end soon.
Least that's what she thought before a Portal opened in front of her and out stepped the last hope for Rugal's attack.

[color=004E00]"-Hey Thanks for the Lift and the Spare Suit. And the tickets to the Violet's Girls!"[/color]
"and thank 'You' for the RYNO Spec's. Stay FABULOUS!"
[color=004E00]"No. YOU Stay Fabulous! Hahaha, Such a great guy...."[/color] Doom said as the portal closed and he saw Luna.
[color=004E00]"Hey, Out of the way Furry, Doom's got a show to catch!"[/color]

 

[mcpop9]

snip. he does have an advantage none of the rest had.

Luna saw him step out infront of her and she was ready for another interruption. "Eight trigram two palms!" she began hitting him.
"Four palm!"
"Eight palm!"
"Sixteen palm!"
"Thirty two palm!"
"Sixty four palm!" she said nearing the end of the chain, not noticing much damage. Shit... i really need to go that far for him? she thought to herself.
"Eight trigram One hundred and twenty eight palm!" she shouted, hitting the rest of the points. But When the dust disappeared, Doom was still standing.

"Soooooo..... was that supposed to hurt doom?" he asked.

Luna was a bit afraid now. The most she could do was deflect any attacks on her. "Vacuum palm!" she shouted and thrust her palm forward, sending doom flying with a wall of air, but not doing any damage.

 

[Diablo1099_v1legacy]

Luna was rather unnerved when the Vacuum Palm could barely lift the Metal Monarch due to his weight and I'm just talking about the Armour.
[color=004E00]"......Yeah....This is one of the Import models, WOOOO! Don't make them like this anymore! Must get back to 616 Doom again...Why doesn't he never return my calls?....Eh, Whatever, Doom's twice the Doom he is!"[/color]
The Doctors train of thought was interrupted when Luna decided "Fuck it" and went for a massive Mega Kick to the weak point of every male.
.....
It's not very effective....
[color=004E00]".....Did you just kick Doom's Hidden Missile?..."[/color]
"....."
[color=004E00]".......Oh man, you are so totally fucked..."[/color] He said before answering with a Hard Kick of his own, with added Electrical Charge.
Luna landed somewhat shaken as Doom shouted [color=004E00]"Somebody Cue the Music!"[/color]
He hit a button on his suit, but got a much different tune to the one he had set.

Spoiler: MVC3 Doom's Theme

 

[bluecrimson]

While Slindis enjoyed the drive to the office, Paul could barely find any intel on this man. Nothing in the papers, nothing on video, and only a few glimpses in photos found online which all turned out to be cosplayers imitating different people from shows. Two that he could pull off spy satellites over a five minute period showed a man in purple hair and in the same odd suit in the Antarctic continent during a break in a windstorm, but a third picture taken in the same area less than a minute later showed that all traces of the man were gone despite no change in the snowdrifts in the picture.

"Mister Mishima, if I may? There's something odd about that man you asked me to get intel on." Paul was slightly nervous about approaching his boss with so little information, but this had been the first time that so little could be found. Even big movers in the underworld left a wake, and America's much-lauded defenses in Area 51 were cracked in the hour it took to get these two glimpses of what might be the man.

 

[StormShaun]

Tomoya - Blackhawke, Commander's penthouse

Tomoya was rolling around in the bed whilst he slept. He was actually having a nightmare, about a burning world being conquered by a black and white haired angel looking man. It was someone Tomoya knows well but he could not believe it. Waking up in sweat, Tomoya couldn't believe what he saw. "No...I won't let that happen!" Tomoya said to himself. He heard a voice when he was about to wake up. "Knock...knock...Tomoya...let me...out....hehehe." said the voice.

(AA) Shaun - Tomoya's soul, Central chamber.

In the central chamber of the soul of the Archangel, Shaun was swirling around on the chair. Satisfied with the post he just made. Sighing deeply, Shaun looked at the console from where he worked and saw a key. "I should really keep that on me..." Shaun said as he picked up the key by the chain and hanged it around his neck. "If he got this...who knows what would happen." Shaun said as he sat back down.

Dark Tomoya - Tomoya's soul, Cell A.

The dark walls were completely black. The room was completely black too, only lit by a small downward stream of light which lit up the captive that lied inside. Dark Tomoya was on his knees looking down at the chains of light which hold him. I wonder if he heard that?" Dark Tomoya said and then let out a evil laugh which filled the room. "He's getting weaker...I shall be free soon! Then they...will truly fear us." Dark Tomoya smirked.

 

[indiana779]

Indiana caught up to Red and grabbed his shoulders. She stared straight in to his face for a moment. Then she knew.

She smiled and wrapped her arms around him, hugging him tight.

*ack*

Indiana realised she was nearly strangling him, and released her grip.

"i'm sorry, it's just..."

"It's so great to see you again, big brother"

 

[bluerocker]

In which Teri gives exposition!

Teri's eyes lite up for a moment in realizing that her childhood heroes were now standing before her, but then brought herself down to normalcy when she remembered the sobering thought of having to tell the two who she was. She gave Ton Ton a light scratch behind the ears, as well as patting Cadolbolg, and then waved the two into the plane with her; hoping that them being caught in it would deter any true attacks, and began to speak to them...