"Vell...Scheiße, zat's not good..." Was all Alexander said as he was left alone with terrible and the bladed robot, he promptly stood, went feral and began bashing through walls, leaving behind a trail of busted equipment, unconcious security and military personnel, walls with gaping holes in them, and very bewildered scientists, he stopped once he was outside and looked at his now-dislocated shoulder as he began reverting back to his base form "Ow...great, vhat hospital is going to treat zis?"
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"is the silver thing gone" terrible said before looking around to see the silver man right in front of him.
"aw crap" terrible ducked behind the mutant body pile before finally pushing the entire pile at the silver man before legging it down the hall almost slamming into the wall as he turned and passed the lab where he was captured and down another corridor before hitting another turn but having enough momentum to crash through it as if it was cardboard and then after crashing through a few more walls he was outside again someways away from the city scape.
"oh that`s just great,well whatever...TIME FOR A ROADTRIP" terrible yelled taking off in the direction of the city at the speed of a bullet train.
<spoiler=OOC> If you look up a few posts you may notice that Alexander already punched a hole to the outsideterribleyetfun said:
terrible kept on running the city growing larger by the second.
"heheheh not much longer and this city will be rubble" terrible whispered as he started picking up speed but suddenly he heard a low rumbling in his ear.
"huh so someone or something is following me well I might as well let him,her or it help with reducing that city to rubble" terrible laughed as he continued running even faster towards the city.
"heheheh not much longer and this city will be rubble" terrible whispered as he started picking up speed but suddenly he heard a low rumbling in his ear.
"huh so someone or something is following me well I might as well let him,her or it help with reducing that city to rubble" terrible laughed as he continued running even faster towards the city.
Alexander had ceased his wandering and was now sitting on the bank of a rather foul-smelling and untrustworthy lake, he laid on his back and closed his eyes, willing the throbbing in his arm to stop
As Ray scurried past loose wiring and dust as he was inside the wall he came upon an exit, beams of blue light flickered into the wall drawing him closer like a fly to a light bulb. He peered his head outside to see a glowing blue pool of energy, a storage of supernatural energy, the fuel used to create gods.
"This most be the source that....thing was talking about"
Ray quickly darted into the light, what occurred next was a rather changing experience.
"This most be the source that....thing was talking about"
Ray quickly darted into the light, what occurred next was a rather changing experience.
Would it be alright if used this wonderful opportunity to change some things in my sheet including appearance, power(s) and name?
As the machine they were on kept churning ahead, Kris couldn't help but wonder how the city above them would be like. Surely there was going to be destruction and fighting going on, with the involvement of....The Company? Superg- Cathy mentioned them and that was most likely it. There was no way that the military could handle such chaotic powers. This made him fear what it is that they will most likely face.
They had been traveling for quite a while now and Kris could tell they were getting closer to a source of water. A very... unpleasant source of water at that. He could tell the earth around them was damper than what it was before and with this dampness came a slightly foul smell. Nothing as bad as the sewers the group had used before, that seemed like ages ago now, but it was still an unpleasant smell. They must be getting closer to their exit point.
They had been traveling for quite a while now and Kris could tell they were getting closer to a source of water. A very... unpleasant source of water at that. He could tell the earth around them was damper than what it was before and with this dampness came a slightly foul smell. Nothing as bad as the sewers the group had used before, that seemed like ages ago now, but it was still an unpleasant smell. They must be getting closer to their exit point.
Exictednuke said:
I concur with said statement.
By the time he got back, the tunnel was beginning to form, and so he hurried to board. Ryan looked back a little regretfully at the stadium, as they were about to basically ruin the product of several months of Damien's life, but hey, what else could they do. In a situation like this there wasn't really room for nostalgia or regret.
Turning away form Damien's man-made wonder, he focused on the task ahead. They would break to the surface soon, if their estimates were correct, and then, if all went well, they'd fly up into the nighttime sky and disappear into the darkness. Glancing at the dirt walls, he reached am arm out and let it rub along the side, converting the dirt into goo. He wanted to have as much of it as he could, and using their vehicle would come only as a last resort(except for the massive drill bit itself, of course, which he planned on gooing as soon as they were i the air, to lighten the load).
Glancing down at Amy, he ceased his goo gathering and wrapped an arm around her. "Hey, we're gonna be fine. They probably won't even notice us." He knew that she knew that they both knew that the Comapny most definitely would notice them, and probably send everything they had at the small band of supers, but the least he could do was act confident, for her sake.
Just saw the edits you made Multi, and wow.
That's just... stupid. Wow.
Removed as the issue has been addressed.
That's just... stupid. Wow.
Who exactly haven't you pissed off in this RP? you have broken every basic rule that has been established over time and have shown little contempt for the other players. Your just lucky that I'm not Gming because i have a history of kill those who do this kind of thing.Multi-Kill said:
*Sighs*
Okay, I'm going to talk with 3W about this and find a reasonable solution for this dilemma.
[sup]And by finding a reasonable solution I mean try to bring down the hammer[/sup]
If you have any objections with my thoughts please argue them with me in PM, i don't want my favorite RP to get clustered.
Amy looked up to Ryan with a weak smile. As the blobs of goo orbited about his body, she poked one of them, causing it to jiggle and float off course. After a moment, she studied his face, and replied, "You don't really believe that, do you?... You don't need to act brave for me, Ryan." She grinned, then winked. "I can melt faces, you know."
As the drill proceeded down its track, scattering Earth left and right, she glanced back at the large room. So long, sanctuary...
To the side, Damien stretched casually, peering down the tunnel. "Might want to move a little to the left, yeah?" he shouted to Cathy, attempting to keep them somewhat on course. He felt that there might be a series of sewer pipelines around here somewhere, but he couldn't be positive.
As the drill proceeded down its track, scattering Earth left and right, she glanced back at the large room. So long, sanctuary...
To the side, Damien stretched casually, peering down the tunnel. "Might want to move a little to the left, yeah?" he shouted to Cathy, attempting to keep them somewhat on course. He felt that there might be a series of sewer pipelines around here somewhere, but he couldn't be positive.
"Yea, I know you can. That's why I'm not worried." Ryan smiled.
There was a rumble, and a large crack, as some heavy object, like a rock or chunk of cement, was pushed out of their way. The dirt was getting incredibly damp, and beginning to drip foul water on them. Little bits of the now muddy, unstable ceiling were also falling, and if they were to shine a light behind them they would realize some of the tunnel had collapsed behind them.
"We're getting close, eh?" he said to Damien. Damien nodded. "Yea, we should be only a few hundred feet from the exit point now. You guys ready?"
Ryan nodded, the little blobs drawing close to his skin as if to hold on. Ready as I'll ever be.
There was a rumble, and a large crack, as some heavy object, like a rock or chunk of cement, was pushed out of their way. The dirt was getting incredibly damp, and beginning to drip foul water on them. Little bits of the now muddy, unstable ceiling were also falling, and if they were to shine a light behind them they would realize some of the tunnel had collapsed behind them.
"We're getting close, eh?" he said to Damien. Damien nodded. "Yea, we should be only a few hundred feet from the exit point now. You guys ready?"
Ryan nodded, the little blobs drawing close to his skin as if to hold on. Ready as I'll ever be.
Alexander stood rather abruptly as the ground began to shake slightly and he instantly regretted it Okay, no sudden movement. gotta' remember zat he thought to himself as pain shot through his arm <spoiler=OOC> THat's right, he thinks with an accent
terrible entered the city limits seeing the destroyed wreckage of a police station and the gored remains of the officers who once occupied it he skidded to a halt looking over the destruction around him.
"huh someone got here before me well now I have to work twice as hard..oh well this is fun" terrible laughed as he started spinning his arms two wheels of wind appearing around them terrible did this for a period of ten seconds before releasing the at two building each one cutting through their target like a sawblade through wood brick and mortar was sent flying as the wind blades finished cutting through the building and floated into the air disappearing into the wind.
"hmmm that was good but time to go for something....bigger" terrible let out a evil laugh as he started spinning around faster and faster a small circle of wind growing around him before letting it grow bigger and bigger slowly turning into a hurricane.
"yes, yes, yes!, time for what is left of this shithole to be blown away" terrible screamed as he continued charging his hurricane.
"huh someone got here before me well now I have to work twice as hard..oh well this is fun" terrible laughed as he started spinning his arms two wheels of wind appearing around them terrible did this for a period of ten seconds before releasing the at two building each one cutting through their target like a sawblade through wood brick and mortar was sent flying as the wind blades finished cutting through the building and floated into the air disappearing into the wind.
"hmmm that was good but time to go for something....bigger" terrible let out a evil laugh as he started spinning around faster and faster a small circle of wind growing around him before letting it grow bigger and bigger slowly turning into a hurricane.
"yes, yes, yes!, time for what is left of this shithole to be blown away" terrible screamed as he continued charging his hurricane.
if anyone wants to stop me from destroying at least a quarter of the city feel free
terrible stopped charging his hurricane it being significantly weaker than what he hoped he released down a random street letting it tear up each building reducing it to rubble and sending bodies flying to the ground.
"hmmm so some random jackass wants to fight me because....oh you know what forget it if you want to fight bring it on " terrible laughed as he cracked his knuckles small sparks of lightning shooting from them as he assumes a fighting stance awaiting war monger's attack.
"hmmm so some random jackass wants to fight me because....oh you know what forget it if you want to fight bring it on " terrible laughed as he cracked his knuckles small sparks of lightning shooting from them as he assumes a fighting stance awaiting war monger's attack.
"hmmm AT&T I always was more of a telstra guy myself what with me being a natural born Australian and everything" terrible sighed stroking his chin starting st the AT&T building and all the buildings around it looking for the best possible route.
"you got yourself a deal crazy random person so get ready....set...." terrible crouched down low on the ground before finishing his sentence and awaited war monger to get ready as well.
"you got yourself a deal crazy random person so get ready....set...." terrible crouched down low on the ground before finishing his sentence and awaited war monger to get ready as well.
"time to win" terrible muttered to himself as he sprinted with war monger matching him neck and neck as the pair sprinted faster and faster towards the AT&T building but then turned his head towards war monger.
"so...you got a name or can I just call you crazy guy" terrible laughed before looking forward again "well whatever your name is....later" terrible then started sprinting even faster passing war monger and gaining a sizable lead over him.
"so...you got a name or can I just call you crazy guy" terrible laughed before looking forward again "well whatever your name is....later" terrible then started sprinting even faster passing war monger and gaining a sizable lead over him.
Name: Dark Mist (Formerly 'Raymundo Jericho Sanchez')
Age: ??? (Formerly 22)
Gender: Unknown (Formerly male but I doubt smoke has reproductive organs)
Appearance: Dark Mist is as it's new name suggests, is a figure made of dark mist. The mist is strange substance, nothing that could be characterized as living matter. It's figure is a mix of pale human flesh and the heavy smoke, the flesh covering it's face and the mist which makes up the rest of it's body. The mist surrounding its body is almost leather like creating an hard exoskeleton. All three of his eyes are red and glow brightly, two of them in there rightful place and the other which is much larger is located in the center of its chest. it's hair is black, long, and greasy which flails about as it moves.
Powers: Ray's former powers have almost vanished completely, giving way to more dangerous abilities. As Ray operated as a general who was capable of controlling armies of weaker soldiers, Dark Mist is a super soldier, a killing machine capable of destruction and death beyond human comprehension. It can no longer summon armies, but it can deal out punishment more efficiently then the minions ever could.
Its body is a weapon in its own right, Dark Mist can shift the constantly generating gasses to whatever task need be, meaning he can make blades and hammers by condensing the mist together, and since the mist is constantly flowing and generating it can be used to regenerate lost tissue and even limbs. The mist is an extremely volatile substance, which acts like an advanced form of tear gas. Its super enhanced agility and flying still remain, along with the nifty ability to seek out super human energies. One final ability however is Mist's true trump card, the mental attack which Ray has used so fondly has remained.
Telepathic communicatoin still remains but mind reading has been lost completely along with ranged attacks.
Anatomy: Dark Mist has no organs, bones, blood, fluids found in the common human make up, it is simply mist and flesh. When a portion of the mist is lost it will evaporate into smoke and fade away from existence. Each particle of the mist has its own mind, meaning that if the head is removed the body can continue to move until the head has been regenerated.
Personality: Dark Mist shares one thing in common with its former host, it loves killing and torture, it loves pain to be inflicted on either itself or its opponents. Even as it is being defeated it will continue to laugh with excitement. However it is always in search of a worthy opponent meaning that it will continue to kill until it is killed.
Weaknesses: Now what has been listed about Dark Mist might make it out to be an immortal, that is not the case. In reality Dark Mist has a few things that can stop it, one being that inorder to regenerate it needs to remain still which leaves it open to further attacks. Another is that light slowly tears apart the mist, meaning that most of it's combat must be in the shadows.
Age: ??? (Formerly 22)
Gender: Unknown (Formerly male but I doubt smoke has reproductive organs)
Appearance: Dark Mist is as it's new name suggests, is a figure made of dark mist. The mist is strange substance, nothing that could be characterized as living matter. It's figure is a mix of pale human flesh and the heavy smoke, the flesh covering it's face and the mist which makes up the rest of it's body. The mist surrounding its body is almost leather like creating an hard exoskeleton. All three of his eyes are red and glow brightly, two of them in there rightful place and the other which is much larger is located in the center of its chest. it's hair is black, long, and greasy which flails about as it moves.
Powers: Ray's former powers have almost vanished completely, giving way to more dangerous abilities. As Ray operated as a general who was capable of controlling armies of weaker soldiers, Dark Mist is a super soldier, a killing machine capable of destruction and death beyond human comprehension. It can no longer summon armies, but it can deal out punishment more efficiently then the minions ever could.
Its body is a weapon in its own right, Dark Mist can shift the constantly generating gasses to whatever task need be, meaning he can make blades and hammers by condensing the mist together, and since the mist is constantly flowing and generating it can be used to regenerate lost tissue and even limbs. The mist is an extremely volatile substance, which acts like an advanced form of tear gas. Its super enhanced agility and flying still remain, along with the nifty ability to seek out super human energies. One final ability however is Mist's true trump card, the mental attack which Ray has used so fondly has remained.
Telepathic communicatoin still remains but mind reading has been lost completely along with ranged attacks.
Anatomy: Dark Mist has no organs, bones, blood, fluids found in the common human make up, it is simply mist and flesh. When a portion of the mist is lost it will evaporate into smoke and fade away from existence. Each particle of the mist has its own mind, meaning that if the head is removed the body can continue to move until the head has been regenerated.
Personality: Dark Mist shares one thing in common with its former host, it loves killing and torture, it loves pain to be inflicted on either itself or its opponents. Even as it is being defeated it will continue to laugh with excitement. However it is always in search of a worthy opponent meaning that it will continue to kill until it is killed.
Weaknesses: Now what has been listed about Dark Mist might make it out to be an immortal, that is not the case. In reality Dark Mist has a few things that can stop it, one being that inorder to regenerate it needs to remain still which leaves it open to further attacks. Another is that light slowly tears apart the mist, meaning that most of it's combat must be in the shadows.
Very interesting character you got there. It all makes more sense now, how Ray was always insane. And while reading your description, that pic of Alucard jumped to mind so its awesome that you used that 
This character looks like he can bring a lot of potentially awesome conflict in the RP. Can't wait to encounter him... it.
This character looks like he can bring a lot of potentially awesome conflict in the RP. Can't wait to encounter him... it.