Surge 2 [Begun!]

[revolverwolf]

Second-rate wannabe? Ha! He thinks this is me trying to kill him. She chuckled. I have surprises for him yet. Damien would see the error in thinking this was her limit. The gravity shifted, ripping the sewer pipe from it's anchor in the ground and sending it skywards. She looked up at the pipe (which now had several large spikes sticking through it in all manner of angles), grinning maniacally, and spotted a new sight just away from it. She shifted her gaze, looking at the newcomer and scanning them.

"Designation... 3W?" Her head tilted slightly to one side and eyes centred on the man.

"Oh Catherine," she could barely hear him say over the screams of several humans nearby, "What have they done to you?"

Spoiler: OOC

And my knowledge of music fails me... Hell to it! I'mma settle with one of the classics.

His fingers began to pluck the strings, music flowing from the guitar as though it were possessed by some spirit, and the tune he played was none other than 'Toxicity'. He only played a few seconds of the song, perhaps 30 at the most, but it was enough to make a sizable amount of acid. She thrust her hands forwards, letting the pipe (and the two supers inside it) fall to the ground, and followed her Third Law by creating a conical shield around herself, deflecting much of the burning corrosive from her location, but funneling a few drops towards her, stinging her skin and, if 4W had predicted correctly, granting her the guitar power that her 'brother' had just used without causing her any lasting harm.

"3W, explain yourself! There are no fewer than 3 supers in the area and yet you target me?"[hr]

1 turret was unlucky enough to be hit by some of the acid, corroding it instantly. The rest of the acid fell to the ground and began to melt into it, the rancid scent of burning debris filling the area.

The other four turrets went to surround Nathan, each attempting to find a gap in his defence and exploit it.

Spoiler: OOC

Well now Kris and Damien can run off, Nathan can (destroy)/(get shot by) some turrets, and Outcry can have a fight with Threewords.

 

[Quad08]

"Hmmmmm...four turrets, and I have three bodies...hmmmm"

Nathan muttered quietly, focusing on his own situation so much that he didn't notice what was happening with the crazy women and the flying guitar man, as he weaved and dodged the turret fire, whipping the bodies around to block and absorb as many bullets as possibly.

Whipping out his steel strings again, he sent them all out into one of the turrets, ripping it apart however, this left him open for the briefest moments and one of the turrets managed to get a bullet in his shoulder.

Crying out from the pain, he stumbled slightly but kept his puppets in defensive formations. He was getting tired of this...game.

He began slashing at the road, dust and pieces of rock were flung at the turrets in large quantities.

It didn't damage them, but it made them pause for the briefest of moments and that was when Nathan sent out one steel string into each of them, making them twist and turn inside of the turrets like worms eating through an apple, causing them to fall to the ground

He dropped his puppets and quickly jumped back into the sewers, his shoulder bleeding badly.

"Lets get moving"

 

[Yorgmiester]

Somber sunlight filtered through the curtained windows of Reginald Silva's apartment, the heavy booms and thuds of distant conflict falling on deaf ears. Nobody was home, and the crime scene lay in silence. Suddenly the front door burst inwards, followed instantly by the barrel of a gun, and then the black-clad, crouching figure of a S.W.A.T.

The squad fanned out through the room, aiming in every direction. Looked like a normal apartment, but criminals were never that stupid. A raised hand and some motioned signals, and tow of them fanned into the bedroom, another into the kitchen. The bed was overturned, drawers pulled out of the dresser, furniture moved. Still no evidence. Had the tip-off been a dupe?

Then one of them noticed the fine line on one of the walls, where the bookshelf, which was now lying on the floor in ruin, used to stand. Reggie, of course, had no need for a secret door. Pain didn't either. But the authorities did, and so he had provided them with one.

A brief nod, a countdown, and then they rushed the wall, ram held steady. The hidden doorway crumbled under the force their charge, revealing a secret room beyond, filled to the brim with cash; and bombs of every kind.

"Yea, call it in. It's been confirmed."

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It had taken all morning, but the bombs were finally replaced. While his little army wreaked havoc above, and the Company finally arrived, Pain had been busy beneath ground, racing about and fixing the damage that Reggie's little stunt had caused. Bombs were easy to come by, it was just the process of placing them all that was time-consuming. Plus he had to use a large number of them to stock the man's apartment. Ah well, it all worked out in the end.

Now he sat in his latest, goo-filled lair, with Temica laying nearby. A camera, it's little red recording light shining brightly, stood pointing at a small pillar of goo, which wore a hood and gas mask. The figure spoke, through a small but powerful speaker hidden deep within it's 'throat', in a growling, guttural voice. Then, suddenly, it ripped off it's mask, revealing the results of film industry prosthetics combined with a dimly lit room.

Pain grinned evily, even as he yelled into his mic from the other side of the glass. Reggie, Reggie Reggie. You are too much fun.

 

[Zepren]

Spoiler: OOC

My appartment dude? Not cool lol

Meh after writting this, i don't like it that much, needs more detail i think and needs to be longer

The bell of the chruch struck once.

One o'clock? Fuck em

"I can't bothered with these two, it's obviously personal" Said Reggie to Garth, they had moved to a different rooftop, watchin the exchange between the kid and some guy.
"What's the plan now?" Said Garth
"Looks like it's down to us." Said Reggie.

Reggie and Garth jumped from roof to roof for awhile. They discussed their powers, their plans and their thoughts on the future of Urbis. Soon they landed on the roof of a small deli. Reggie stared at his appartment, outside was a SWAT van.

"Not good." He said concerned.
"That's your place then? What you gonna do?" Asked Garth.
"There's only one thing I can do." Reggie closed his eyes and focused his mind. The small appartment building began to groan, the structual beams inside snapped and broke. He then suddenly opened his eyes and the building collapsed in a cloud of dust. The odd police man and SWAT officer clawed their way out of the wreckage here and there as others rushed to help them.
"Let's go..." Said Reggie, sadness in his eyes. Garth nodded.

I'm sick of this shit pain. I know it's you. Ok, i'll play

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A team of government agents move through the sewers deep under Urbis. Automatic weapons in their hands, they wore wet suits with a variety of night vision goggles.
"Wh-what is this?" said one of them, as he stepped in a strange black goo on the ground.
"There's more up ahead" Another said. "Radio in our co-ordinates. Looks like we found it, the anonymous informant was right."
Another of the agents stepped alongside his superior.
"Co-ordinates called in. Reinforcements on the way. 'The Company' has also been informed" He said.
They creeped closer to the goo.
"Good, the real bomber will soon be arrested."

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Reggie and Garth sat in an office at the justice department.
"Thank you gentlemen, you did the right thing mister....?" Asked a well dressed man behind his desk.
"Silva, Reginald silva." The super grinned.

How better to play dirty then team with the government...

"It's all settled then" Said the man standing up and holding out his hand, Reggie took it then Garth.
"Good, Urbis will be a better place" Said Reggie coldly.

 

[Grimheart]

Kris barely had enough time to stick close to Damien before the spikes came through the pipe all around them. He was thankful to have the gravikinetic thay in the pipe, he saw Nathan zip ahead of them to stay out of range of the spikes, and now Damien was shielding the both of them from the attack. Kris held his ground when the pipe shook and was taken up into the air. The sludge drained from both ends and shortly after they had been suspended in the air, he felt the section of pipe start falling back down to the ground. At that instant, Kris compressed the air below the pipe as much as he could in the short time he had and the pipe slowed down as if landing on a big patch of jello. After the jarring thunk of hitting the ground, Kris bent the air around him into two solid blades and pushed them to cut through the section of pipe in front and behind Damien and himself.

Stepping out of the pipe, Kris had enough time to see Nathan dispatch the last of the turrets in one attack. "Not too bad..." He said. Kris held out his right hand and in a short burst of blue flames, a beautiful persian saber appeared. he turned to look at the person that had attacked them and saw that there were two figures now. One person in the air and another on the ground. He recognized the one on the ground from those chaotic days so long ago. it was Threewords. The person flying above them could only be Cathy. She looked a little different from the changes that she had gone through but he could just make out Catherine's features.

He watched as Threewords sent out his acidic attack and had to use his power to push some of the falling acid away from where he was standing. As much as he had questions for Cathy, he doubted he would stay alive if he wanted to ask them to her. She seemed to only want to fight them. If anyone could get through to her though, it would have to be Threewords.

Kris turned to look back at Nathan then ran up to the man. He didn't very much like the way Nathan used his power to shield himself but Kris wasn't the best person to pass a judgement on other peoples ethics."You want to stay alive? We get the hell out of here!" He looked back to Damien who was just gettingo ut of the pipe and heading towards them."I don't want to fight someone like Cathy even if Threewords is here."

 

[ThreeWords]

Spoiler: OOC

Yays! A battle between two perfectly equally matched robots, each of whom can mimic any trick the other has!

This could take a while...

ThreeWords shook his head, his face etched with regret.

"How little you understand. There is so little of you left, within the machine that calls itself 4W, but can you not remember your past?" he sighed, and raised a hand, "I suppose you must be stopped, but then maybe I can restore you"

His hand fell, and the first chord blasted into a shockwave, impacting against 4W's shield. His fingers blurred, and the tune that emerged became "Sandblasted and Set Free"

The dust began to swirl, forming a miniature tornado, and smashing into the shield at speeds approaching Mach 1. The shield buckles, and suddenly, is gone.

As the shield vanishes, ThreeWords stops playing, and raises a hand. "Burn this into you memory banks" he says, quietly, "3W is dead and gone. I am ThreeWords!"

With the last sentence, he fires Cathy's old power, and a wave ripples through the still hanging dust, impacting with massive speed like a single solid.

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Spoiler: @ Zepren

You might want to edit: the kiddie was blasted by Terrible before you posted...

The cloud form the explosion clears, and it reveals nothing but a crater, devoid of any signs of life (or robots)

As Terrible relaxes, a mechanical fist smashes into the back his head, send him smashing into the roof and through into the building below. there is a childish laugh, and a bolt of lighting follows him, identical twin of the one he had just launched

 

[Zepren]

Spoiler: Back @ 3W

Ah, didnt see that, thought he was with the other supers. oh well. he can battle the kid

 

[terribleyetfun]

Terrible landed face first on the rubble below he began to regain his composure and try to get up but was suddenly blasted in the back with what he could easily identify as lightning, terrible fell limp to the ground his shirt burned straight through and a thin trail of smoke and the smell of burnt fabric rose up to greet his attacker, but conspicuously his skin was not burnt and remained as smooth as it ever was and then suddenly and without warning, terrible's body began to stir before finally terrible leaped into the air doing a backflip and landing perfectly on his feet, his demeanor similar to that of a man who had just been energized by a cup of hot coffee.

"HELL YEAH, nothing wakes you up like a nice bolt of lightning" terrible shouted before turning around to face the child that attacked him and leaping upwards back onto the building's roof and grabbing the child by his throat skidding to a halt just on the roof's edge overlooking a street torn by chaos and confusion. Terrible ran his fingers up and down the child's neck noting the obvious lack of a pulse and the fact he could feel the electricity running through the child's body.

"oh this is just too funny, the company is sending children to do their dirty work and not even real children, fake children at that, their budget must be in the crapper" terrible chuckled to himself as he brought one knee up into the kid's gut and threw him downwards into the street below creating a small crater upon impact.

"hmmm I wonder where the good doctor put your CPU" terrible said in his usual cold venom laced tone as he lept off the rooftop and into the street across from where the child had landed, just in time to see a convict armed with a metal pole attempt a running strike at him, terrible merely stuck his hand out and fired a bolt of lightning at the convict causing him to fall to the ground in a series of convulsions.

"now, where was I" terrible seared as he prepared to charge a bolt of lightning in an attempt to disable whatever kind of robot was attacking him

 

[fanklok]

Spoiler: Is anyone else as confused as I am?

I'm not really sure what exactly we're supposed to be doing this is looking more like a Mortal Kombat movie then an RP about super powered "people"

 

[Nukey]

Spoiler: F@#k...

Damn my short attention span to hell. I forgot all about this.

Anyway, I liked to say that to keep in the spirit of me being evil; Cecia will be evil(ish). And DM will be involved.

Sirens screamed throughout the company outpost, panicked employees ran for their lives, and the screams of soldiers being impaled echoed through the pristine hallways. The base filled quickly with the stench of death and decay, all due to a brief loss of power in the facility. When the the electricity when out all the containment pods burnt out, killing those inside, with the expectation of one super, the one unable to die...

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A tentacle made of body matter sliced into a lab workers stomach, spilling his insides onto the ground. The deathless one turned her attention to the other workers cowering in the far corners of the lab, and a grim smile appeared on her face. She chuckled madly to herself as she repeatedly plunged the spikes made of body mass into an elderly scientist, much to the horror of his co-workers.

"I've never had so much fun in my life!" Cecia shouted, driving a final spike into the man's neck. Her voice was corrupt and demonic, nowhere near the one she before the time frozen, yet again, it wasn't truly her's. "Alight, who's wants to go next? I crave more!"

Let the rage flow through you, make them suffer as you have! Make them know pain! Show no mercy!

"Yes." Cecia cackled. "They will suffer!" Her right arm shifted into a club made of flesh, with shards of bone acting as spikes. She took a swing at a woman trying to flee the lab, hitting her across the back at the head, effectively opening the cowards skull. "That's ten! I think I'm doing a great job at wiping the floor with their blood, am I?!"

You're doing fantastic. Keep it up, gir- Dark Mist was cut short by the noise of battering ram pounding against the lab door. Looks like soldiers are coming to get you. Ha! Have fun with this, I know I did... The demonic voice inside of her head faded away, along with the blood lust, pain immunity, and the memory of the killing, leaving only a scared girl to combat the soldiers.

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Cecia nervously turned her head to face the carnage in the room, unaware that she had caused all the destruction in front of her. Moans of dying workers filled the room, grasping their wounds as they held onto their last breaths of life. "Oh god..." She said, her voice now free of any signs of possession.

"...What the hel-" Cecia turned her attention to the door, slowing caving in due to repeated strikes from the police battering ram. With a loud smash the door swung open, revealing a small group of Company soldiers, all armed with high powered rifles. Not showing any hesitation the men fired, filling the room with the deafening noise of gunshots and bright flashes of light. Each bullet took something with it as it passed through the girl, whether it be section of flesh, bone matter, or parts of an organ. After thirty seconds of continuous fire all the ammunition in the guns had ran out, and the soldiers had an opportunity to look at the person they had assumed was killed.

Her body resembled roadkill rather than a person, as she was broken in every way imaginable. The majority of her ribs were broken by the rifle rounds. The top half of her head was blown clean off, showing a scrambled mess of gray matter. One hand had been severed by a shot, hanging onto the arm by a thin twine of muscle tissue. However, despite all the wounds she was somehow still alive, though the soldiers were unaware of this. She had no mouth, and she had to scream...

Spoiler: occ

Dear lord, that felt as clumsy as it did disturbing. :-S

Hopefully I'll have part two of my intro up tomorrow.

 

[Yorgmiester]

Spoiler: Is anyone else as confused as I am?

I'm not really sure what exactly we're supposed to be doing this is looking more like a Mortal Kombat movie then an RP about super powered "people"

Spoiler: OOC

Yea, the 'epic battle sequence super-brawl' seems to have hit a bit too early on, without enough story beforehand. Fortunately, this means that after all this has died down, we'll have to top with an even bigger battle sequence, to even things out.

-snippity-

Spoiler: OOC

It's about f!$@&^% time! You should be ashamed of yourself, young man!

And where's Aqua?!?! This RP team is not yet complete! AAAARGH!!!

 

[Quad08]

Nathan grimaced at his bullet wound.

This had been been his favorite coat.

As the trio wandered deeper into the sewers, he had one of his steel strings dig in and pull the bullet out, while wrapping up a piece of his coat sleeves around the wound to keep himself from bleeding out.

"Alright guys, whats the plan now? Do we follow the voice or do something ourselves?"

He asked Kris and Damien, once he felt they had made suffiecent progress away from the fighting

 

[revolverwolf]

Spoiler: Is anyone else as confused as I am?

I'm not really sure what exactly we're supposed to be doing this is looking more like a Mortal Kombat movie then an RP about super powered "people"

Spoiler: OOC

Yea, the 'epic battle sequence super-brawl' seems to have hit a bit too early on, without enough story beforehand. Fortunately, this means that after all this has died down, we'll have to top with an even bigger battle sequence, to even things out.

Spoiler: OOC

It's only ThreeWords vs 4W and 1W vs Terrible really. Damien, Kris and Nathan are running for it, and Reggie is more focused on Pain's little games to be bothered by fighting.

Plus, without enough story? We've had two whole RPs-worth of story! There is so much story in the Overcharged/Surge RP series that you could practically write fanfiction for it! =/

I get what you mean though. There's been... 4 pages before we managed to get into a big, potentially plot-changing fight... We should have drawn it out a bit longer to be honest. Oh well! Big fight time I guess. Start rooting for your favourite to win!

Outcry flew back, colliding heavily with a brick wall that crumbled inwards as she crashed through it. Her vision was muddled for a second, and she lost any sight of the supers she had almost taken care of, assuming they had run for their lives. But she ignored these minor annoyances, getting up and shielding herself again, in favour of the major concern here. 3W...

Damage minimal

Her mind quickly made every thought it could to explain the action. She had been able to identify him and he would no doubt have been able to do the same, listing her as an ally in the city. He would have attacked the supers... unless...

"There is so little of you left, within the machine that calls itself 4W, but can you not remember your past?" "I heard the announcement, just like you did..."

She saw only one reason why he would attack her. A malfunction. 3W, somehow, had been unable to regenerate around some damage and he had been rendered permanently unable to distinguish between ally and enemy.

And one solution too. To solve this, Outcry would be forced to do something she would not normally do to ensure that her mission was not compromised. She would have to remove 3W as a factor before personally rebuilding and reprogramming him.

"I suppose you must be stopped, but then maybe I can restore you" "Her name was Dr Carter, and she was my main designer."

Outcry stormed away from the ruined wall, a hint of malice in her eyes. "Very well 'ThreeWords'," she spat at him, "Your programming has failed you. If I must teach you to obey the Laws then so be it." Outcry would give him no chance to attack again. Gravity shifted to become a vortex around her enemy, strongly pulling the entirety of his form inwards.

With this done she shot forwards and unleashed a brutal onslaught of gravity assisted kicks and punches. She didn't want absolute lethality just yet. 3W could have powers that she could take. He was a vault of powers just waiting to be cracked open.

 

[ThreeWords]

Spoiler: OOC

@ Wolf: Fanfiction? That sounds viable...

@ Nuke: I like. However, you missed the word head, I presume, where you write that "The top half of her [head?] was blown clean off, showing a scrambled mess of gray matter
[sup]Calloused, uncaring and mechanical? Me? Why thank you =D[/sup]

ThreeWords felt the well of gravity form, and it was all he could do to resist it's crushing power. His nano-bot support system went inot action, rebuilding his structure to give far greater density and thus resistance, and meanwhile, he analyzes the attack.

A second later, he had the answer: gravimancy, presumably copied from Damien. He was half surprised to learn of 4W's mimicry, then realized i was obvious that Carter would give her all his strengths. He knew he must hide all the powers he could. On the other hand, using powers she showed were fair game...

He negated the singularity within him, then as 4W attacked him with gravity-boosted powers, and he responded with textbook tactics: negate the powers with his own gravimancy, then block the physical movements and respond.

The speed caught her off-guard, evidently she was un-used to inter-robot conflict, having been taught that all robots were allied and therefore never trained to fight her own kind

Spoiler: More OOC, @ Wolf

Remember 3W vs 2W? (saying that makes me feel old!)
Robots can read each others movements and respond faster than any human, merely because robots are more predictable. 4W will need more than mere kung-fu to get through another robots defenses

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"Fool" came a voice from about two inches behind the back of Mr Terrible's head, and he felt tiny hands close around his head, fingers on his temples. Then his world collapsed as his temples were blasted with pure energy

He returns to his senses a moment later having been smashed sheer through an office block. As he becomes aware, he sees the child arrear in front of him out of thin air, and aim his slingshot

Spoiler: OOC the third

Yeah, this isn't very fair, but 1W is nigh invulnerable, and far outclasses all the other W's with one hand behind his back

 

[Zepren]

Spoiler: OOC

It's only ThreeWords vs 4W and 1W vs Terrible really. Damien, Kris and Nathan are running for it, and Reggie is more focused on Pain's little games to be bothered by fighting.

Plus, without enough story? We've had two whole RPs-worth of story! There is so much story in the Overcharged/Surge RP series that you could practically write fanfiction for it! =/

I get what you mean though. There's been... 4 pages before we managed to get into a big, potentially plot-changing fight... We should have drawn it out a bit longer to be honest. Oh well! Big fight time I guess. Start rooting for your favourite to win!

Spoiler: OOC

Oh really?lol. I think breaking into other story arc's within this is hard but i'm gonna try to. I think i may have re-isolated Merdith. I feel bad. gonna have to do something about that.

I don't know who to root for at all lol

Reggie and Garth stood at a large ceiling-to-floor window, staring out into the city. They were now dressed in crisp suits. Reggie's dark, white shirt, red tie. His dreads were tied back. He looked very presentable. Garth wore a suit too, his cream, white shirt, blue tie. His short hair gelled back.

"You've saved Urbis, true heroes"
"Why aren't there more supers like you?"
"...protectors..."
"...saviours..."

Reggie mulled over the conversation they had just had with the justice department. It seemed that Garth was thinking it over too.

"We are being played aren't we?" He finally said.
"So it would seem, my friend." replied Reggie, his gaze was unstolen from the city.
"What do we do?" Said Garth, he was looking at Reggie concerned. This time Reggie looked back and said.
"We play along for now, us and themshare the same goal and the same common enemy. Once our goals are achieved, we do our own thing." Reggie closed his eyes for a moment then opened them again. "Their going to inform us of an attack on the company and ask us to identify who the attacker was."
"How do you..." Before Garth could finish, an agent burst into the room.
"Sirs, a company..." The agent when to spoke but this time it was Reggie interrupting him.
"I know, it's a super. A dangerous one." He said calmly.
"We have transport waiting downstairs..." once again, Reggie interrupted him.
"You want me to bring this one in, luckily for you, the backup you are bringing is sufficient. C'mon Garth. We have a super to stop." Said Reggie, him and Garth strode past the agent and out of the room.

Wow, what's become of you, man? You've changed. Your attitude sucks, this superiorism is rediculas. And hunting your own kind...
Reggie even under-cut the voices in his head.
We are saving Urbis. Urbis is our home. This is all that matters.

He silenced these voices as him and Garth entered into the back of the middle Humvee. Reggie withdrew a radio handpiece and spoke.
"

Do not engage the super without my order. The objective is to capture, not kill them. I am incharge of this mission. Do not disobey my orders. Let's move out

" He spoke calmly and directly. He didnt trail off at any point. He made sure they knew he was in command. The convoy of 5 armored humvees set off for a company complex just outside the city limits. As they began to move through the streets, still bustling with police and fire-fighters, Reggie changed the frequency of the radio.
"

Status report

" He said calmly.
"

ETA one minute, sir

" The slick tone of the agent leading the team deep below the city echoed through the pipes in which his team was situated.
Reggie turned to Garth.
"We are changing Urbis for the better"
Garth nodded and watched the helpless civilians wandering through the street, some blacked with soot, some wounded. One old lady clutched a baby that she seemed to have rescued from the fire. She moved towards a group of people to give the baby over.
"True supers." He murmured. Reggie looked out of Garth's window at the woman.
"Too true" He said.

 

[revolverwolf]

Spoiler: OOC

Remember 3W vs 2W? (saying that makes me feel old!)

Remember it? Ha! I've been making references to Overcharged throughout the entire set of RPs. In fact, I've hidden loads of references on this bleeding page to taunt you all! Go on! Find them! Find them! Mwahahaha!

She recoiled, though too slowly, as ThreeWords shot around her and smashed a knee to the back of her head.
"This is what someone on the design team called 'minimalist combat'. Both I and 2W are trying to attack, but when one makes a
How is he this fast!? He is my inferior! I was made to be better than him!
move, the other reacts almost instantaneously. The first reacts to the new move, and so on and so forth. However, he cannot fight us
She spun around again. "No. I'll not be outdone, 3W!" She swung at him, a chainsword appearing in her hand that threatened to slice the robotic man in two. He dodged the first slice, and then the second, but on the third the sword disappeared and Outcry pushed downwards with enough gravitational force to knock 3W into the ground.
both like this. If you were to open fire on him..."
That was strange... Her protocol hadn't told her to do that...
"Ah. Gotcha."
Then what had? She had been made to follow strict laws and rules, and those moves had broken several of them... Ignoring this also, she waited for ThreeWord's to make his move.

 

[Yorgmiester]

"Y-y-yes s-sir." the shaky male voice answered from the other end. Pain grinned, turning to gaze at Temica nonchalantly as the radio and recording equipment morphed away. She was awake now, sitting limply on a slowly undulating lump of goo, arms at her sides, staring at the floor.

"Cheer up, love." he said in a mockingly loving tone, gliding over to her and lifting her chin with one hand. There was no terror or fear in her eyes now. A dull, aching sadness now permeated those nearly dead globes. No spark touched them, not even one of panic or denial. She didn't even flinch anymore, not even with Pain's winding tentacles crawling their wicked way all across her bare flesh. Nobody else in the world, at least not anyone alive, could comprehend what she had been through. She had long since accepted her fate, whether she had wanted to or not. Utterly broken.

"Good girl." he said quietly and with an evil grin, then turned away, preparing to leave. However, something caused him to pause; a footstep. High above, in the sewer pipes, a booted foot had stepped on him. More than one. By god, there were dozens of them, slinking their way through the tunnels and pipes all around his lair. Pain excitedly brought up a screen, which automatically tuned to his cameras.

A huge, feral smile spread across his ugly head, as the monitor revealed dozens of cops and soldiers worming through the muck and water, getting into various positions. They apparently thought he was actually in one of the tunnels. Close, but no cigar.

"Belay that order." he snarled playfully into the radio as it materialized in his hand. "Hover around for a bit, enjoy the scenery. I'll send you a signal when I'm ready."

"Y-yes sir, of c-course." the same male voice from before answered.

"Say, love, do daddy a favor and go down to your room, will you? I've got some errands to run." he said, as the screen and radio disappeared.

"Yes." Temica answered in a monotone, getting up and walking away. The black wall opened before her, and she descended into some unknown hole in the earth.

"Good girl." Pain muttered, as soon as she had gone. With that, the entire lair of goo, covering about half a square mile's worth of sewer pipes, concrete foundations, rock, and dirt, was suddenly drawn into himself, leaving a gigantic empty space in the underground system.

There were scattered yells and shouts in the darkness, from panicked men who had either just fallen when everything collapsed under them, or had almost. Cop's flashlights swept back and forth near the edges, where sewer pipes abruptly ended, as well as shouts from the Company soldiers to turn them off.

Pain remained silent in the blackness, standing at the bottom of his massive mole hole. A few scattered rocks and clumps of dirt fell from far above. Slowly, his goo reached out, climbing the walls and slinking through the dirt.

"I think I may have visual on the target." a voice said from somewhere nearby. One of the Company troops with night vision. Pain smiled in the dark, sending a tentacle in his direction.

"One moment... yes, confirmed visual on tar-" the soldier's voice was cut off in a spurt of blood, a soft gurgling sound penetrating the silence as he collapsed. Then all was chaos, as the cops shot wildly and then ran for their lives, and the Company soldiers bravely stood their ground, filling the radio waves with frantic, blood-chilling chatter just before they died.

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The trio of humvees raced through the streets, the drivers desperately pushing to save their comrades. The radios had gone silent twenty seconds ago. They should have been to the entrance zone by now, but an entire half a block had just suddenly... dropped, right in front of them, as if the ground beneath it went missing. Now they neared the entrance zone. Just around the corner.

The lead vehicle was the first to go, a gigantic, black spike suddenly erupting from the ground beneath it, pushing into the sky. The spike was swiftly followed by a massive, bulging head and torso, towering nearly thirty feet into the air. The arm that impaled the unfortunate humvee suddenly undulated and bulged in a violent, erratic fashion, sending the heavy hunk of steel and it's inhabitants sailing over the rooftops.

The second one ran strait into Pain, the driver unable to stop in time, but instead of ramming into him, it passed through, skidding down the road behind him. A massive fist, formed into a solid block of hyper-condensed material, slammed down on the third humvee as it skidded to a halt, turning it into a pancake of steel and blood.

Laughing, The Beast then turned around to face the remaining humvee. Two gigantic walls of solid blackness emerged on either side of the street, then rushed inwards to crush the vehicle and all it's shitty little Company inhabitants.

Spoiler: OOC@Zepren

As those who were part of Surge know, Pain is easily capable of all that, and also more than capable of killing Reggie and Garth if he wants to[sup]1[/sup]. But I respect other's opinions, so if there's anything you're opposed to up there in mah post, say so.

[sup]1 And he's not the only one [/sup]

 

[fanklok]

Mike was... astounded would be the easiest way to put it. Never before had he seen darkness do that kind of damage, or any damage at all. He had stumbled upon Pain's slaughter fest while looking for a suitable place to spend the night. The agony and terror those men must have felt was nothing Mike had ever achieved, he wanted to learn more about this being that wrought destruction so easily.

He walked out from the alley he was in, clapping it was all he could think to do to get the beasts attention.

Spoiler: Mista Yorg

I figured I might as well have Mike and Pain meet, screw being a good guy games always make you be the good guy even if your chaotic evil you still have to kill the supreme evil boss guy in the end. sidetracking aside I think they're going to be great friends, onesided as it may be

 

[Zepren]

Spoiler: OOC @ Yorg

Good thing I spotted a loophole you left. And oh I'm not phased. I'm sure that they could kill you too though.

"Sir, you were right for us to hang back" said the driver of Reggie and Garth's humvee. They watched as 3 others from the convoy were destroyed. That left them and the fifth which wizzed around them. It came to a screeching stop as the soldiers exited the vechicle and opened fire on the black goo of pain.

Reggie stepped out of their vehicle.
"Sir, wh-what are you doing?" Asked the driver, concerned.
"Never said sheep to do a wolf's job." He said calmly before closing the door.
Garth went to open his but Reggie's voice appeared in his head.

Stay my friend, this is personal

Garth stayed his hand.

Reggie stepped into the middle of the street, guns of the soldiers still blazing around him.

"Pain!" His voice boomed much louder then any human's should. He got the beast's attention. Pain grinned wickedly as he spotted Reggie stood in the middle of the road.

Regie then charged at Pain. He was faster then he should be. Spikes and tentacles of goo shot at him as he ran but each one vapourised before getting close to him. A look of concern appeared across Pain's face as Reggie was now in the range he wanted to be. He was a meer 10 metres from Pain. The goo that adoned pain's upper body and head was blasted away by Reggie.

"Who are you?" He said softly.

He had stopped and began staring into the dark green eyes of a seemingly normal man. He was pale skinned, slimly built with messy brown hair. The blast area on him began to re-seal with goo. A picture of sorrow was painted across the man's face.

"Kill me" He whispered before the goo re-engulfed him.

Pain, fully re-formed, then screamed in rage. He brought one of his massive hands down at Reggie who leapt into the air and out of the way. Reggie landed on a parked car nearby. He rolled over it and hid behind it.

 

[Xero Scythe]

Damien reached down and checked his phone as it started to ring. His eyes widened as he checked out the screen. "Hey, Kris... you know how I can be really paranoid occasionally? Well, when I first moved to Urbis, I took a bunch of phones heading for recycling. and when i mean a bunch, i mean over 500. anyway, I rewired them so that the video camera worked again, and that they all linked to this one phone. no-one can home in on my location though, since the code is spread through every single phone, including mine. That would make a tap sorta redundant. Anyway, one of my camera-phones picked up this." He turned the phone to Kris, showing a huge amount of blood and dead bodies. "Three guesses to figure out who did this."