"ahh...touche, anyway lets get a move on. The untouchable cant be far now." whispered mark as he took off his Ghillie suit and followed Jared down the Stairs. Encountering several Guards, Mark quickly Dispatched them with his knife and bare hands, "did he say he was West side, 3 floors down?" He quired.
"Around there, yes." Her eyes glanced to another camera, and a new small field surrounded it, cutting it silent. "But don't neglect our mission- I understand The Untouchable needs us, but more than that, we need to destroy this Generator. Should more of the camp grow wary of our presence, it would be harder finding this machine. I'd rather not risk the masses of lives than one."
"Yes. Perhaps we should split up." Nietzsche said. "This crazy Frenchwoman and I will go get the Generator, while you two rescue the Untouchable? It may be more wise."
Sorry about this but I tend to notice that RP's stumble a bit if the group separates. I grant it makes sense to the characters but it just doesn't work out well, kills post rates.
Mark noticed on the map, that the holding cells were on the path to the Generator, for now it would best to stay together as a group.
Good save, captain. Splitting up is never a good idea.
They descended deeper into the compound, finally getting onto the level where The Untouchable was supposed to be. Jared rounded a corner and saw a squad of guards down the hall facing him. "Shit." He said and pushed the others back around. Several rounds hit his chest and bounced off. He ducked back around the corner and waited for the first one to come within his range, then snapped his neck from a distance.
Nietzsche heard the guards before they fired, and teleported directly behind them as Mark took his two shots. He stabbed one guard in the back with his first knife, before punching the other guard in the kidney and taking him to the floor. They'd need him to get into the cell.
The group moved through the rest of the compound without incident. Finally they came to a door with a sign above saying "Holding Center". Nietzsche took the dead guards hand and pushed against the finger tip scanner. There was a soft whirring as the light past over the lifeless tips, and then a click, as the door unlocked.
The holding room was one large room, which seemed reminiscent of a high-tech dungeon. It currently had only one occupant; in the center of the room The Untouchable lay perfectly still. At first it seemed as if he was dead, but on closer inspection they could see his bare chest rise and fall as he took in air.
The team worked quickly unbinding him.
"Who are you?" He muttered as he regained consciousness.
"We're the contingency team you set up, to rescue you and stop the Annihilation generator." Chris said helping him to his feet. Everyone on the team felt like if they could see The Untouchable face they would see the color drain from it.
"Shit...." He muttered.
"What?" Junker asked.
" There's no such thing as an Annihilation Generator, and I never made a contingency plan!" He yelled quickly pushing off of Chris to support himself.
"What, does that mean?" Femme Fatale said.
" It's a TRAP!" Mark yelled.
Suddenly the door locked behind them, the lights went out, vents in the ceiling began pumping some noxious fume, to knock them out. Nietzsche tried to tele-port away but something was stopping him from getting beyond the walls of the room. Almost everyone fell unconscious, except for Femme Fatale who had her head in a shield of fresh air, but then the floors became electrified and the shock knocked her cold.
After everyone was out cold a crew came with restraints.
Two Hours Later:
The Untouchable was the first to regain consciousness, he look around, no longer in the holding chamber he saw he and everyone else were bound to large metal X's that kept their arms and legs separated. Not only that but they were all suspended over a large vat of a bubbling green fluid which he could only assume was acid.
On a nearby platform sat The Untouchable's torturer a man called Dr. Killman.
" Gotta hand it to you Killman, using me as bait to get everyone else here was clever. Why'd you do it? Just to kill us?"
"Untouchable, you will find I already have everything I need to make this who'll jungle base, Annihilation Machine farce more than worthwhile. Now if you excuse me, I have better things to do than watch you consumed by acid."
With that he took out a hanker chief and waved goodbye, and then dropped in in the vat, the minute it hit the fluid it dissolved. As Dr. Killman walked away, a winch began to slowly lower the group into acid.
No good deed goes unpunished. Well congratulation on saving The Untouchable but can you save yourselves! Sorry for all the character control, but I wanted to make sure everyone understood why there character didn't just get away, they were prepared for your powers. So now we begin the climax of Issue 1, escape the deathtrap, escape the base.
Escape the deathtrap! You are currently being suspended 10 feet above a gigantic vat of super acidic solution, and are being lowered at a rate of 1 foot every 10 seconds. For those of you with true blue super powers you should note you have some sort of power inhibitor attached to you, so you'll have to find away around it, either by disabling it or other means, you have also been disarmed (obviously). The vat is approximately 15 feet in diameter, and there is a ringed by a 2 foot wide catwalk without a railing.
You have 10 posts to get everyone out of the trap before they die a horrible dissolving death!
After the Doctor left, Femme Fatale coughed faintly, the smell of the vat of acid irritating to her throat. She moaned quietly, and opened her eyes. The shock had caused her entire body to ache, and her legs, though tied down, shook weakly. She frowned at the sight of the vat, looked around at the rest of the group, all of them in the same situation as her.
"Well... I believe I can say I've had worse," she said with a sigh.
What does this power inhibitor look like? Where's it attached? How does it function? Hard to disable if I don't know what it is By the way, this is hilariously comic book-esque, good job!
Nietzsche's eyes flew open. He quickly assessed the situation, and immediately tried to teleport away. The feeling he sustained then could best be described as running into a brick wall with your mind. He shook the pain off, and muttered, "Why acid? Why couldn't he just shoot me?"
<spoiler=OOC> Same question as Aqualung.
Junker was awakened by a dull pain in his left wrist as the winch started moving. He slumped forward and the pain lanced up his arm. He looked over and saw his hand twisted at an unnatural angle within the bindings. I've never passed out with my armor on before.
He finally looked around and saw the predicament they were in. He tried to access his power and undo the fasteners, but was hit by the stunning effects of the inhibitor.
"How do we get out? We can't use any powers." He said and tried to wedge his good hand out of the binding, to no avail.
The inhibitor is a band that goes on your head, it emits rapid neurological pulses that make impossible to concentrate on your power, thus you higher level of ability is blocked off. Meaning you still have some powers but your are much weaker, and I must stress much. If you manage to get it off the effects dissipate immediately.
Also, you bindings are all independent of each other, and suspended by thick steel cable to the ceiling.
Because I wasn't clear on that earlier I'll give you guys two more posts to resolve the situation.
Thank ya, lovely. I don't know about the others, but I think I can bubble my way out of this mess; however, I'm headed to bed, so will post tomorrow after school. Night!
The Untouchable looked down and grimaced, by the look of it, the acid was most likely a super-charged form of hydrochloric acid and would do a great job of breaking down proteins, but not much else. Unfortunately humans are most made of protein so that didn't make the situation any better. He looked around and saw the power inhibitors on his companions heads, if they were going to survive he would have to get them off them some how.
He began to rock his body back and forth, at first this only made him wobble but then he began to build momentum.
" Femme, Brace yourself!" The Untouchable crashed into Femme Fatale with enough force to send them both spinning, meanwhile he head butted her power inhibitor. When he regain himself he looked and saw the inhibitor was damaged somewhat and out of place on her head, hopefully this would give her back more control.
Junker saw the Untouchables stunt, but didn't see anyone else with a plan. He looked at his ruined hand and tried to tug it. A bone popped painfully, but it slid a little farther into the binding. "My hand is broken, I can get it out."
He clenched his teeth and took a deep breath, paused, then yanked his hand through. He screamed in pain and his vision blackened momentarily. He fought past the pain and pushed the inhibitor off his head. With his power back, he knocked the ring off everyone else's head, then unlatched the bindings on his own rack.
He struggled up the "X" with only one hand. Reaching the top he swung it once and jumped for the catwalk, hooking his elbow around the railing.
I left it open for the rest of you to find your own way out. That way Junker doesn't get all the action and I don't ruin the fun by ending the challenge in one post.
Femme Fatale felt the brute impact of the Untouchable's tackle- but more so, she felt the power inhibitor spark sharply against her forehead. She winced, but shook her head from the slight pain as she felt her power come rushing back.
She clenched her fists from within their bindings. Her fists and ankles glowed a dim gold, and rapidly grew brighter and brighter, until a loud pop! and what felt like a small explosion rocked from her fists. She bindings snapped and broke, and she fell from her trap. Another field, a round platform, appeared beneath her feet, breaking her fall.
The golden platform-field stretched toward Nietzsche, which she trotted over and yanked the power inhibitor from his head, releasing his powers. She then moved toward the Untouchable, and pulled the inhibitor from his head as well.
"You sure do know how to treat a woman," she said with raised eyebrows as she clenched her raised fist. When she opened it, a small golden orb, glowing brightly from within, sat in her palm. She placed it upon the hinge of one of the bindings, created three more orbs, and did the same for the other bindings. They made an odd sound, as though the oxygen was being sucked from the air, before they all created minor explosions, snapping the Untouchable's bindings. The platform field she stood upon extended underneath his feet as well.
AWC Viper hasn't posted since being captured, so I'll let him, unless he has left...?
"I'll just free myself," sighs Chris as his muscles twist to change into Xion.
After his arms turn to the metal skin, the blades that reside within him begin to push through the restraints. With a small *thunk* the wrist restraints fell off the X behind him.
"How are the others getting on?" he snarls through a new mouth as blades cut through his feet restraints.
Too easy, he thinks as he jumps to the small platform that was suspended above the acid.
I think we have some reading problems. Junker removed the inhibitors from everyone when he freed himself. Also, unless Xion routinely thinks out loud, he would know how everyone else is doing because they are all in the same room.
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By the way, this is hilariously comic book-esque, good job!