The Super Hero RP Deluxe! (Closed, Started)

[hiei82]

Dr. Loveless​

"All you need to know is that I didn't kill anyone, you really want an interview then you'll have to find a more private place for us to talk next time." the woman said, which was an odd thing to say really. Did that mean someone had died? Well, regardless he'd caught it on tape.

"I'm gonna hold you to that!" Dr. Loveless called out as he reached the Phantom of the Opera. He made it another five feet before he dropped to his knees. Then came the hard breathing. Then he vomited. "I - *breath* - REALLY - *breath* - need - *breath* - to - *breath* - work - *breath* - out - *breath* - more." he said between breaths. It was very true. Incidentally, he was cutting this particular part of the broadcast out. He had enough trouble with women without them having the image of him throwing up in a street corner on the internet.

When he finished catching his breath he turned to the Phantom. "So... anything to say for your fans?" he said with a smile, completely ignoring his state.

Mina​

"And you're gonna want to ask her about that." The Crick said, handing her over to the police. "Thanks for saving me The Crick." she said in what sounded like a genuine tone. Truthfully his arrival (or at least the arrival of someone like him) was expected, but she couldn't help but be annoyed with his exact timing. Another minute and she'd have accomplished everything she needed.

Thereafter she made her way to the police. It didn't take long to clear herself of the basic charges - it was her bank after all and she'd been in there legally as all of the bank staff attested. The matter of the security guard's death was a bit more difficult to explain, but all it took was a tearful description of the "events" saying how the gun had been hers (for which she had all the proper documentation to carry) and how he'd made a ploy to stop the robber, triggering a disastrous series of events that lead to the gun tragically misfiring at guard.

No one would question the story too hard; that was why she donated generously to the policeman's retirement fund. Well, that and... other reasons.

Needless to say she had a lot of work to do now; making a scholarship in the "fallen hero's" name and reassuring her stockholders. All in all, it wouldn't be too bad and it all played into her hand well. "If only Kitsu and the girls could see me now" she thought.

 

[Mr.Ivebeenframed]

Alex stayed near Tatiana and occasionally stroked her back. The dog quietly growled at the doctor with suspicion which Alex should be doing as well but he felt kind of good helping out a stranger. He knew of the other heroes that would make it a point to look for anybody in certain danger but Alex only regarded those who were close by. Hundreds of crimes could be happening in the city but then there would be other heroes to respond to them. He wasn't the other one so why should he have to worry about every little crime that happened in the city. His target was the mafia and nothing else.

When the man was finished and signaled back to Alex, he rubbed Tatiana's head and untied her to the post. The dog wandered around, now free from the post while Alex walked back to the car. When both of them were in the car, he sped off back to the docks. The man certainly understood English as displayed earlier and it might just be his speech skills that hindered him so Alex decided to press a bit further.

"The parts are for the generator?" Alex asked. "Generator for what?"

 

[TheNaut131]

"Thanks for saving me The Crick." The women said, sounding genuinely appreciative. Terry nodded and bounded to the nearest building. He sat back, listening to her testimony. He wasn't too surprised to find she was the owner of the bank, he was more interested what what had happened with the gun. She detailed what was simply an unfortunate accident and he began to honestly regret slightly antagonizing her.

"The Specter must have drifted in around the end of this, " he thought to himself.

Terry turned away from bank and looked over the alleys. Either The Phantom has caught Domino is and is currently wondering where the hell The Crick is or he's drifting around aimlessly while she makes her escape. He groaned under his breath. Domino had landed a stupidly lucky collapsing the corner in on a plate of armor. If it wasn't for that he could've easily kept up with her. At least the rest of the frame work had held up and protected the internal mechanisms.

"Welp, nothing left to do but look around and hope I can-" He finally noticed the blinking in the corner of his helmet. "No way, now way in hell." He thought to himself. Terry tuned in and was greeted to the image of The Specter .

"So... anything to say for your fans?" The voice of Dr.Loveless said.

Terry couldn't believe. He typically tuned into Loveless's reports for entertainment usually. The guy was interesting and oddly on top of things. Also his camera work was amazing for someone without a crew and without camera. (Terry typically assumed Loveless had a small camera on his person, probably his tie or his hat.)

He took off, comparing the sound of the broadcast with the surrounding alleys. If they couldn't catch Domino at least they could regroup.

 

[Tortilla the Hun]

[HEADING=3]Dr. Schwertner[/HEADING]

"The parts are for the generator? Generator for what?"

So much for simple and unsuspecting, Vinzenz thought, clearly thinking too soon when he made that observation. Different scenarios played out in his mind as the doctor contemplated how to proceed. It was far too late for him to play the 'I don't speak English' card, and as far as he could tell Alex knew that he could understand it at the very least. Concocting some sort of lie wouldn't be difficult, but there was the issue of Alex knowing where he was operating from and having the ability to drop by whenever he pleased to see if things were any different than he would claim. And he doubted that he could find a place as secluded as the warehouse that was close enough to effectively move everything with that little wagon. Perhaps he would just lay everything out for the man. Save for the fine details, of course. He needn't know the endgame of his operation. However, there were a few possible outcomes should he choose to do just that. The man could be completely indifferent and just go on his way after they were finished. It was a pleasant thought, but very unlikely. There was a chance the guy would be interested in the doctor's work and become eager to assist further, which would be ideal so long as he could keep quiet about it. Finally, there was the great probability that he would react negatively with the discovery of Schwertner's intentions. That would certainly come with an array of issues, most problematic being the potential for the man to act against the doctor. Though Vinzenz would rather not need to resort to it, he didn't think himself above delivering a fatal blow to the back of the man's head with one of the pieces of metal in the rear compartment.

"To verk. Mein...laboratory," Vinzenz answered, just before Alex could open his mouth to ask again. It was done. He said it. At least what little of it he could for the moment. He drummed his fingers on his lap as he waited for some kind of response, but not before looking at Alex inauspiciously, "Tell no von. If you need detail, I need Deutsch-Englisch book."

 

[VuvuZelaMan]

Slender Girl

Tim thrust the lance towards the unlikely hero, hoping to hit her arm or something. He wasn't in this for murder, after all, just pure and awesome chaos!

"How do you like that?!" Lord Magnificent yelled, voice growing more eager, and slightly more malicious. "Still feeling all high and mighty?!"

"Hehehehe..." Slender Girl dodged the lance blow, bending out of the way to catch the protrusion momentarily between her claws. With a flick of her wrists, the lance sundered into pieces. "All of that pole and you still came up short..."

Slender Girl closed the distance between herself and the blob, preparing to lash out and claw somewhere on his sides.

 

[DarkRawen]

Frederick Rolls

"Sorry ghost-boy, but I've got errands to run,"

The villain said, after she had run straight through him. She had to be feeling eerie about that, though, the feeling was probably stranger for him, parts of his body just sort of... getting shifted, yet not. There was no damage to him, of course not, but as she ran further away, he found himself hesitating. To follow. He would, but he might as well let her run first, it was easy enough for him to find someone.

"So... anything to say for your fans?"

Frederick turned to Theodore, he supposed he could say something. The man had thrown up from running too much, after all, though, truthfully, Frederick never shared much details with the press.

"I wish I could grab people," he started off, remarking it with a sarcastic tone. "Also... wait, I have fans?" No one would be able to see the amazement and concern at this, but the Specter sounded baffled as he spoke. "Why? I'm a ghost, not some... some role model." He tilted in the air, looking down on the journalist while hanging upside down.

"Are you sure that there's any fans? Because I find that very hard to believe. Regardless, if you want statements on the case, then I have none, sharing details this early in the investigation phase isn't something I wish to do." He turned the right way again, and added; "I'll continue to pursue the suspect, though, if I manage to get ahold of her, she'll have to give you that interview."

With that, he flew ahead. Being higher up now, he could see the Crick, and wondered if the eager hero would follow as well, or take more time talking to Dr. Loveless. Regardless, it wasn't difficult for Frederick to relocate the woman again, though this time he got closer instantly, still visible. He was keeping up with her, not far above her, but not actually trying to grab her. At times, he wondered if he should just go from using his powers to not, and regain the ability to do so, but he decided that he would manage without risking his identity.

Tim Merridy


"Hehehehe... All of that pole and you still came up short..."

Lord Magnificent was taken by surprise by how easily his lance had been cut apart. However, instead of dwelling on it, he laughed as well, goo shifting on his armor as he got ready for another attack.

At least she's not all talk, this'll be fun!

"I see you couldn't wait to grab the lance!" he said, mockingly. "However, that is far from the only thing this dark knight can do!"

The goo became tentacles as she got closer, gripping her hands. More goo was created and sent towards her hands, in short time the heroine's arms were covered in the black stuff, gripping her, trying to hold her in place.

 

[TheNaut131]

"I'll continue to pursue the suspect, though, if I manage to get a hold of her, she'll have to give you that interview."Terry heard in his helmet.

He was so close to the action he practically didn't need the broadcast, though The Specter's humor was appreciated. As he approached a set of alleyways The Specter rose above the buildings, obviously moving towards a fleeing suspect. Domino. Terry bounded over, practically running alongside The Specter.

"Hey, we need to end this now. I'll pull ahead and cut her off. You cover the rear and-" Terry stared at The Specter for a moment and remembering that he's...well a specter. Most of his suspects were caught by running towards the cops to get away from him. Terry thought for a second and grinned beneath his helmet.

"Make sure Loveless get's his interview."

He pulled away and launches himself off the roof, rolling as he hit the pavement, and quickly turning to face Domino.

"Okay, one chance to surrender, one second to make that choice. Your move."

 

[hiei82]

Theodore​

"Also... wait, I have fans? Why? I'm a ghost, not some... some role model. Are you sure that there's any fans? Because I find that very hard to believe." The Phantom of the Opera said with no small degree of surprise. Theodore raised an eyebrow and scratched his head. "Well of course you have fans; every hero has a fan or two; and you've got a lot more since I talk about you all the time. Who do you think gave you some of your hero names?" Theodore said with no small amount of surprise himself. He'd never expected the infamous Phantom to be so... human.

Before he could say anything more, the specter spoke again. "Regardless, if you want statements on the case, then I have none, sharing details this early in the investigation phase isn't something I wish to do. I'll continue to pursue the suspect, though, if I manage to get a hold of her, she'll have to give you that interview." Theodore watched as he floated away, followed by The Crick not far behind. Theodore screamed after them as they pursed "Good Luck!"

He waited there for a few minutes before he spoke again. "Well there you have it ladies and gentlemen; the word of The Phantom of the Opera aka the Specter... or is it Spectre? This is Dr. Loveless signing... ah, who am I kidding." he said finally, before pivoting on his heels and laying in a pursuit course himself. If there was even the slightest chance of a super fight, he had to get it on camera-eye.

Mina​

After a few minutes, Mina was let go by the police and into the care of the medical staff. She in turn quickly dismissed them saying she had a "private physician" on the way. She took a few moments to find a quiet place inside the bathroom of one of the buildings across the street. There, she summoned her staff and transformed. She needed to check on her investment

Casing her scry upon a pool of water, she could see The Crick and another hero in hot pursuit of her newest employee. "Well this won't do." she said in a disgustingly sweet voice. Transforming the staff into a scythe, she made her way out the back and took flight; intent on ensuring her newest hire would make a clean escape.

Spoiler: OOC

Witch Girl will arrive at the ensuing battle in my next post; for now she's enroute.

 

[Mr.Ivebeenframed]

Alex

"Tell no von. If you need detail, I need Deutsch-Englisch book."

Now things started to get interesting.

"Okay, this will be our secret." Alex reassured. "But after I drop you off, I will come back with a book." He warned. More questions started to arise in Alex's head but he didn't want to press the German scientist any further. If he pushed him too much then things would go wrong. After all, Alex knows where the man works and operates to it wouldn't be much of an issue to check up on the doctor. He didn't even need the car to do that.

Alex remained silent for the rest of the drive. They arrived back at the warehouse without any issues and Alex helped unload the metal the doctor took from the scrapyard. Once everything was out, Alex closed the hatch and said a few words to the doctor.

"I will be back tomorrow. You will tell me what you are doing, okay? I'm not going to steal or tell. I just want to know. Goodbye." With that, Alex left the doctor to his musings and drove off.


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Stefan

Stefan stayed up the whole night collecting information about the city through as many websites as he could go to. It was a fairly large city with lots of opportunities and he necessarily didn't need the company to tell him what to do. He's been a mercenary for far too long to be idle in one place for some time. He started to feel restless despite the cheap wine he bought. Stefan checked the scanner he also bought on the way back to his hotel.

He checked the police frequency and heard that quite a bit was going on tonight. There was a high-speed chase earlier but the perpetrator got away and a bank robbery with the thief on the loose.

"What an exciting night..." Stefan said as he looked outside to the neon lights across the street from him. Then the sound of an email drew his eyes to the laptop once more. He opened the email from his new contacts and read its contents. Stefan grinned and leaned back. "I think, I'm going to like it here.

 

[IFS]

Tess

"Okay, one chance to surrender, one second to make that choice. Your move."

Tess' sweet expression barely faded, though she recognized she was up against quite a wall here with not only the pest from the bank having caught up to her but the ghost and a reporter on her tail. She glanced from side to side, searching her surroundings for something she could use and spying a dumpster.

"My my aren't I popular?" she said, backing up towards the wall, and the dumpster, pressing a hand against it as if to steady herself "Not sure I like this crowd though, might need to... take out the trash!"

As she said the last line she pushed against the back of the dumpster, imbuing it with a will and strength of its own. To an outsider it would look as though she had just hurled the dumpster with incredible force at the armored hero but on the contrary it was tumbling forward under its own power, well her power given to it.

As it tumbled forward towards the hero she started to run behind, jumping in the air and throwing her rope out at him as well hoping to wrap around his head and visor. If she was going to get away she knew she needed to even the odds a little, the ghost wasn't too much trouble but the Crick on the other hand, well she had tired of his buzzing.

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Tom

"However, that is far from the only thing this dark knight can do!"

Tom was surprised, not to find a super fight going on that was a fairly regular occurrence for him, but to find that one of the supers seemed to have his powers. A few people had already started to film it on their phones, muttering to each other about who they thought would win, or how they thought the goo guy was a hero or something.

I need to take action! If only to keep Sir Awesome's name clear!

Tom ducked into a nearby alley, fortunately everyone in the area was distracted by the fight either running from it or drawn to it. He took a deep breath and let the goo materialize around him.

Moments later Sir Awesome flowed out of the alley and yelled at the fighting supers "HALT!" he declared, then spotted that Slender Girl (as he recognized the hero) was trapped by the insidious doppelganger's goo "Release her and cease your villainy this instant! Or you will face the mighty heroics of Sir AWESOME!"

 

[TheNaut131]

"My my aren't I popular?" Domino said, backing up towards the wall, and the dumpster, pressing a hand against it as if to steady herself.

"Not sure I like this crowd though, might need to... take out the trash!"Terry almost groaned at the horrible joke, but was cut off as Domino sent the dumpster tumbling towards Terry. He ran forward, jumping over the dumpster and into the air. Domino took to the air as well and swung her lasso around his visor. He could hear his helmet straining as he momentarily perched himself on an alley wall, gripping a pipe. It was almost as if the rope was tightening.

Okay, you wanna fight like a superhuman, you're gonna get a superhuman, he thought to himself. Terry understood Domino wasn't going to make this easy. Fine. Despite his own wishes, he wasn't going to go easy on her.

She may have blinded him, but he wasn't deaf. He could feel the tension in the rope straighten out as Domino moved in the air. The moment he heard her land, he sprung off the wall and straight at her. He swung his arm out and close-lined her, knocking Domino off her feet.

Terry clasped the rope and pulled it off over his helmet. He immediately readied a pneumatic fist.

"Sorry that may have been a bit much. But considering you just threw a dumpster at me, I think you can handle it."

 

[VuvuZelaMan]

Slender Girl

"I see you couldn't wait to grab the lance!" he said, mockingly. "However, that is far from the only thing this dark knight can do!"

The goo became tentacles as she got closer, gripping her hands. More goo was created and sent towards her hands, in short time the heroine's arms were covered in the black stuff, gripping her, trying to hold her in place.

Despite the annoyance of being bogged down, and the grindfest this tactic might form, Slender Girl's grin increased further if at all possible. Seems this blob man's not useless after all... Well then...

"Hehehehe..." Slender Girl began bending herself around, preparing to break free and make a quip, when...

Moments later Sir Awesome flowed out of the alley and yelled at the fighting supers "HALT!" he declared, then spotted that Slender Girl (as he recognized the hero) was trapped by the insidious doppelganger's goo "Release her and cease your villainy this instant! Or you will face the mighty heroics of Sir AWESOME!"

Slender Girl froze momentarily, her grin becoming forced. Damnit, no! I'm not having someone steal the only good fight I've had all this week!

Slender Girl contorted herself unnaturally while her foe was distracted by the newcomer, her claws extending to cleave her free of the goo from the inside. As she broke free, she spun around, her claws increasing in size. When she addressed the interloper, she kept her eyes on her opponent.

"Swooping in to save the girl when it looks like she's in trouble? How sweet," she began, clearly mocking his timing and persona. Her grin was more vicious than excited now. "Or are you just using the white knight shtick to cover your ass while you prove you're not him? Either way, it's obvious you aren't Lord Compensates-A-Lot here, Goo Guy, so you can stop interrupting and go find another day to save."

Spoiler: OOC

Got the color thing backwards, and this works better.

 

[DarkRawen]

Frederick Rolls

"Hey, we need to end this now. I'll pull ahead and cut her off. You cover the rear and-"

The Crick just stared at him for a moment, thinking again.

"Make sure Loveless get's his interview."

"Of course," Frederick replied, though it was pretty clear that the other had been avoiding saying that the suspect would pass through him. That much was obvious, though, and he still had a few tricks down his sleeve, if just tricks he didn't particularly feel like using due to risks.

"My my aren't I popular? Not sure I like this crowd though, might need to... take out the trash!"

With that, the female suspect touched a dumpster. While he'd assume she was throwing it, it seemed a little too effortlessly, at least from where the Specter was observing from. She also threw her rope towards the Crick, and, while he had no chance to aid his fellow hero quickly enough, the Crick seemed to manage well enough.

"Sorry that may have been a bit much. But considering you just threw a dumpster at me, I think you can handle it."

I'm not too sure about that.

Frederick remarked in his head. Since he could do little but watch as events unfolded, he had watched, and, from the looks of it, something didn't fit in. Rope didn't just neatly wrap itself around someone's helmet like that, and she hardly looked strong enough to throw a dumpster that effortlessly. She had barely touched it, after all.

Also, if her ability had been super-strength, would she really have needed to blind the Crick?

He doubted so.

There's something about this whole situation that doesn't quite fit.

He went down and grabbed the rope, his right hand shifting from the eerie white and smoky to his natural skin color as he did. Examining it, he flew back up, if there was something off about it he would see it. Besides, if it tried to grab him, it'd be grabbing at smoke. While he couldn't do a lot to help the Crick during the combat, the hero seemed to be fending well for himself. And, if something happened, figuring out how her abilities worked would be useful.

Tim Merridy

"HALT! Release her and cease your villainy this instant! Or you will face the mighty heroics of Sir AWESOME!"

A voice yelled from outside the fight. Tim turned towards the voice, as the female hero got herself loose from the goo. If nothing else, she was a decent challenge, this would be fun. Or rather, would have been, had the other hero not insisted on breaking the fight up. The female hero seemed as annoyed as him about it, actually, making her claws longer, trying to either intimidate him or the newcomer.

"Swooping in to save the girl when it looks like she's in trouble? How sweet. Or are you just using the white knight shtick to cover your ass while you prove you're not him? Either way, it's obvious you aren't Lord Compensates-A-Lot here, Goo Guy, so you can stop interrupting and go find another day to save."

Lord Magnificent laughed as the two heroes were clearly disagreeing on how it should be done. While the oddly familiar -in the sense that the newly arrived ball of goo seemed to have a less elegant version of his own powers- hero spoke like a rather typical hero, the one he'd been fighting clearly wasn't. Not only because of her lack of latex and eerie appearance, but also because she seemed to revel in the fight. Was he dealing with an anti-hero and the goody two-shoes? And why hadn't he said the second out loud?

"Hey, there, goo-dy two-shoes, it's not that I can't take the two of you out at once, but the creepy lady is right, don't get involved!" He laughed, as the goo around him changed again. It was becoming harder, less goo-like and more like a fabric, if only a very strong one. The spikes became sharper and longer, while he pointed at this "Sir Awesome".

"If you really insist on fighting, how about waiting for this to be done?! There's plenty of spikes here for you both to get impaled on, after all!"

His evil laughter only grew louder, and the echo from the hardened goo made it sound ominous and creepy, like a true villain's laughter should be! He then reached forward, attempting to attack the female hero while the situation still seemed to be centred around the other hero. While he wouldn't be able to avoid being seen -she was still looking at him, after all- the speed as well as the randomness of his move might take her by surprise and let him get a hit in. Unfair, perhaps, but a battle was a battle. Besides, what kind of villain would he be if he fought fairly?

 

[hiei82]

Witch-Girl​

Mina arrived o the scene just in time to see her newest employee launch a dumpster into the air with incredible force. Apparently she was more than just a highly skilled and brazen thief, she also had super powers. That would come in handy later. Mina couldn't help but laugh to herself about how fortunate she was to discover the perfect candidate for her plan: someone with super powers and with enough greed and questionable morality to do what needed to be done. Truly; fate must be on her side.

Sitting sideways on her floating scythe, she watched from above. She'd aid her new ally if and when she was ready to commit to the action. For now, it was enough to wait. If the thief could escape on her own, that'd be fine. If she needed a little help fighting off some misguided heroes, that'd also be fine. If she needed to play the hero to help her captured ally escape, well that'd be just fine too. There was no need to hurry when there were so many possibilities left.

Dr. Loveless​

Theodore was out of breath when he rounded the last corner to where the fight was taking place; not that this was any kind of surprise. Looking out, he expected to see some kind of super human battle going on that defined the known laws of physics. Instead, all he saw was the large shadow of a dumpster flying at him. Adrenaline pouring into his veins, he ducked back around the corner just as the dumpster was about to crush him. Luck was apparently a fickle mistress.

When he rounded the corner again, he saw The Crick battling the unknown non-murderer thief while The Phantom of the Opera... played with rope. Well, his fans would be disappointed. Almost as soon as he'd gotten hold of the situation, he started broadcasting. "This is Dr. Loveless with an update regarding the earlier bank robbery. The thief - an unknown super villain with some sort of super strength ability is being engaged by The Crick and The Phantom of the Opera down here on 5th Ave between Lexington and Broadway. Apparently, the villain is putting up quite the fight for these two veteran heroes with no telling who'll win this battle. Stay tuned for live coverage of the events."

 

[Lunar Templar]

Rias throws open a side door that leads to the alley "HEY!!! You idiots wanna try to keep the moaning from your 'ego circle jerk' down to a dull roar, some of us are trying to work still and I can hear you through the BRICK WALLS" she yelled to the trio in the alley, Tim and Tom would notice she looked more or less recovered from her performance, but she was most defiantly pissed off "I'm sure there's an abandoned warehouse or something near by you can wreck, go there and stroke your egos" she added, while making a 'go on, shoo' motion with her hands.

 

[IFS]

Tom

"Or are you just using the white knight shtick to cover your ass while you prove you're not him? Either way, it's obvious you aren't Lord Compensates-A-Lot here, Goo Guy, so you can stop interrupting and go find another day to save."

Tom was somewhat taken aback by this response, Slender girl seemed to be in much less trouble than it initially had looked and even the villain she was fighting snapped at him for interfering. Well... I suppose it wouldn't be fair to gang up on the villain here, whatever his name is, but I'm not going to leave.

"My apologies," he declared "It looked to me like you needed assistance, though now I can see you have the situation under control. I will be standing by to keep civilians safe while you do battle with this miscreant."

That said he started to spread himself out somewhat, trying to stay between as many bystanders and the battle as he could. He felt somewhat hurt by Slender girl's misinterpretation of his motives, but if she wanted to handle this on her own he would oblige. His sadness intensified somewhat when Rias popped out of the bar and started yelling at them, though he decided not to address her. Hopefully the fight would be over quickly and the villain would either run off or be captured, he just wanted to focus on keeping people safe for the time being.

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Tess

"Sorry that may have been a bit much. But considering you just threw a dumpster at me, I think you can handle it."

Sloppy! Tess chided herself for getting hit, she had expected the combination of dumpster and blinding rope to be more effective but it seemed the Prick was more adaptable than she had assumed. She recovered quickly though, her enhanced clothing absorbed most of the blow and she was back on her feet before he could strike again.

I still need to run, but I can't do much to that ghost and the Prick can just leap after me. The dumpster hadn't solved anything so it seemed some new strategy was in order. Or... the dumpster was still under her control, if she wanted to play out her hand. She didn't like the idea of doing so with the reporter lurking nearby though, one hero claiming she had telekinesis or something was bad enough on its own.

"How rude, don't you know better than to hit a lady?" she replied, an idea springing to mind inspired in part by the Prick's own ghost which had taken her rope and seemed to be examining it.

"Alright, you got me, I know when I'm outmatched," she said, raising her hands as if to surrender. No doubt the sudden shift in demeanor would be surprising, the rope springing to life and wrapping around the Specter's hand with painful tightness was hopefully even more so, though even that was likely topped by the dumpster throwing itself directly at the Crick's back.

"Looks like you aren't the only one with some ghostly backup!" she declared, laughing in faked surprise and turning to run just as the dumpster barreled down on him. Hopefully leaving no time for the Prick to react, she had even tried to aim the dumpster low (well as low as one could aim a dumpster) in the hopes of damaging his legs. Hopefully the rope could distract the ghost long enough for her to get out of sight of both of them, all she needed was enough of a gap to change without being seen and she would be in the clear.

 

[TheNaut131]

"Alright, you got me, I know when I'm outmatched," She said, putting her arms in the air. Terry lowered his fist but kept the pneumatic ready as he reached for his handcuffs. Terry really hoped she was giving up, she had to understand there was no easy way out of this right? He began walking over, ignoring the faint thuds and clangs coming up from behind.

"Looks like you aren't the only one with some ghostly backup!" Domino yelled out, just as Terry realized the danger.

"Ah crap!" Terry yelled dropping the cuffs and instinctively beginning to turn. But it was too late, a corner of the dumpster essentially stabbed the back of Terry's legs, well, his exosuit's legs. The armor absorbed the impact but forced him onto his stomach. He tried to push against it, his own muscles and the motors in his upper arms straining. They shouldn't be having this much trouble! He yelled in his head. It felt like the dumpster had force behind it, like it was being propelled.

"Gah, I knew you had a part-" Terry was cutoff as the dumpster slammed his head into the ground. His helmet absorbed most of the force but the impact was still jarring. The dumpster lay on his back, still applying force, Terry desperately pushed bac from a semi push-up position.

"Fiddlers, lock onto previous target! Pursue!" Terry yelled, two fiddlers just managing to eject from his shoulder mounts. The rest were jammed. He couldn't believe this. He was essentially being crushed by something the size of a small car that weighs about as much as a small car with the applied force of a small MOVING car.

And I pull people out from under mangled cars! Terry thought to himself. Not the suit, not the motors, Me! Terry looked at the fist he was jamming into the ground to keep himself semi-upright. It's pneumatics were still ready.

But the suit does help.

Terry quickly tried to aim the pneumatic fist and the dumpster's force increased from the lack of needed support. But those few second were vital, as Terry slammed the fist against the dumpster, sending it into the air for a few seconds. He tucked his legs in and kicked the dumpster back, rolling away from it in the process. Terry jumped to the wall, grabbing another railing, like prey avoiding a large merciless predators.

The heavy motors in his suit powered down, his suit slumping slightly. His electrical systems were still active, the suspension present, but most of the suits enhanced strengths were finished for now. The suit was essentially running on full Terry power now, or at least until he had a moment to sort things out.

And by the look of things, that wouldn't be for awhile.

 

[hiei82]

Witch Girl​

Seeing the situation change, Mina decided to make her move. Repositioning herself so she could ride the scythe properly, she pulled into a nose dive into the battle. From up above, she had a better view of the battle than most and could see the route the thief was using to escape. Before she could continue however, she needed to get the misguided heroes off her back. This meant putting on an act.

She looped down through the battle field to announce her presence. She started near the Specter; diving down past him at a sharp angle. As she passed, she yelled out "HI!" before continuing past. She pulled up as she neared the ground, running parallel with the road. As she passed the reporter, she said her most important line: "I'm here to help!" From there, she continued through the battlefield passing by The Crick. There, she yelled out "Bye!" before altering course to pursue the escaping asset. All in all, the dive and conversation took about three seconds.

Putting all she had into flight speed, she zoomed past the Crick's Fiddlers, she quickly caught up to the escaping thief and whispered in a low voice. "I'm with your new banking friend; play along." Without waiting for an answer, she tried to use the staff-end of her scythe to pick the woman up by her clothes.

Dr. Loveless​

Things were not going well for the team of heroes. The dumpster moved seemingly under its own volition and a rope was wrapping around the Phantom of the Opera. He wasn't even sure how the later of these two worked. "And The Crick is down! Isn't there anything they can do to-" he started to voice over when a young girl ridding on a flying-scythe shot by, screaming "HII'mheretohelp!Bye!" and flying at the thief.

"and... I don't even know." Dr. Loveless said. He had no witty retort for this situation.

 

[VuvuZelaMan]

Slender Girl

"If you really insist on fighting, how about waiting for this to be done?! There's plenty of spikes here for you both to get impaled on, after all!"

His evil laughter only grew louder, and the echo from the hardened goo made it sound ominous and creepy, like a true villain's laughter should be! He then reached forward, attempting to attack the female hero while the situation still seemed to be centered around the other hero. While he wouldn't be able to avoid being seen -she was still looking at him, after all- the speed as well as the randomness of his move might take her by surprise and let him get a hit in. Unfair, perhaps, but a battle was a battle. Besides, what kind of villain would he be if he fought fairly?

Slender Girl had a vague sense that Goo Guy wasn't about to interfere.

And is someone yelling? Whatever, not important.

Lord Magnificent's attempt to catch her off guard only moderately succeeded due to her trying to ensure Goo Guy's compliance, but it was still enough for her to overextend her dodge (and there was no way a human's body would be meant to bend that way), leaving her somewhat pressed for reaction -- but her grin never left her face.

"Hehehehe... HAHAHAHA!"

Keeping with the momentum of her evasion, Slender Girl swung her right arm (being closer to the goo thing and flying upward) up toward the black knight's ear, going for a slightly more direct strike as her spine straightened back up.

 

[DarkRawen]

Frederick Rolls

"Looks like you aren't the only one with some ghostly backup!"

As she spoke, the rope in Frederick's unghostly hand started wrapping itself around it, painfully, as if it was aiming to harm him as much as possible. It took a while for him to get it off -he first had to make the hand ghostified and then make the rope pass through, which was kind of difficult concentrating on doing while your hand hurt like hell- and while he'd love to help the Crick, he had to first ensure that his hand wasn't going to fall off.

Finally, the rope passed through, though not before leaving his hand rather sore.

Well, that's going to leave a mark.

At least he knew that there was something up about the rope now, not as if someone was controlling it with telekinesis -at least not his kind- nor as if they had a "ghost", but as if...

I might be wrong, but it's like it was alive. I wonder if this is the suspect's actual ability. I should refrain from making statements about it before I know for sure, though.

He thought as he went through a nearby building. It was regrettable, but he was unable to help until he'd left his body behind, and so he did, in a -presumably- locked supply room. In his true Specter-form, more misty and with no lower legs, masks hovering around his head, he reappeared, all together it had taken quite a short amount of time.

Now I can finally do something.

He wondered if he should aid the Crick or if he should follow the suspect, though a small girl on a scythe quickly made his choice easier.

"HI! I'm here to help!"

Then she went to get the suspect, presumably to take her in.

They sure start young now.

Frederick noted to himself, as he flew down to aid the Crick. The dumpster, while having taken a beating, didn't seem to relent, and so, he forced it away, somewhat clumsily raising it -as well as random garbage around him- into the air, and throwing it further away, away from both the Crick, and from Theodore, hoping that would be enough.


Tim Merridy

Tim heard both the voices of that blob-hero and that of Rias, but he didn't reply nor even care at this point, as he was half-way through an attack. The rather slender hero dodged, somewhat awkwardly. She kept laughing, and, before Lord Magnificent got the chance to react, she attacked, cutting through the thinner armor around his head, and into his flesh, leaving him wounded. He didn't know how bad it was -it certainly stung- but he laughed, still in character.

This kind of pain is nothing!

"Hahaha! I didn't think you'd go for the face!" he grinned, and reinforced the armor there, though he couldn't heal his skin.

"You've got guts!" Glancing over at the crowds, he realized that now would be the perfect time to leave, dramatically. A villain's introduction tended to be short, after all, with a promise of returning. Though no one could see it, Tim was grinning widely, adrenaline rushing through his body. This was fun, this was awesome!

It's almost too bad I have to leave now. However, a villain does what a villain should, and I'll be the best of them all!

"I'll repay you for that one, rest assured! However, for now, I'll let you people have the peace you want, consider it a... favor." He said the last word ominously, making sure it came across as shady as possible. With that, he laughed once more, as he walked away.

If one of the heroes attacked him from behind, they'd have to face all the spikes. Besides, this was about leaving an image with them, turning his back to them confidently, as he looked for the best place to leave his goo and get back to the hotel.

Lord Magnificent definitely has been introduced well now.

The bigger crimes would soon follow.