And here we go!

by **Heartbreaker** » Thu Sep 08, 2011 2:06 am

She shifted all of her attention to Will, trying to stop the annoying little shifter, going after his mental defenses brutally.

by **Sara Stanton** » Thu Sep 08, 2011 2:16 am

And that was when the ground under Heartbreaker's feet would lunge at her, trying to trip her up and break her concentration.

by **Veronica Freud** » Thu Sep 08, 2011 4:28 pm

The eyes of Ronnie's domino mask glimmered gold for a moment, shielding her from the flash bomb. She dropped down to a tiny size, maneuvering her way through the legs of her teammates as she closed in on the femme fatales who she hopes would be too distracted to notice her approach.

by **John Hino** » Thu Sep 08, 2011 5:04 pm

John went for Bombshell, betting he could take her attacks. The ground seemed to shake with his steps...

...either that or Apophis' bombs had just gone off.

by **Bombshell** » Thu Sep 08, 2011 6:18 pm

"Oh, how cute, a dinosaur. Fuck off, Barney!" Bombshell sneered, sending a volley of decidedly less friendly bombs at him, the spray extending from floor to at least his face. They exploded with a cacophonous roar and a dazzling strobe of flashes. She wasn't particularly worried about collateral damage at this point, and if John wasn't careful, he would likely step on an explosion-weakened portion of floor.

by **John Hino** » Thu Sep 08, 2011 6:48 pm

John stumbled back, but his natural armor was already recovering. Luckily, years of compensating for his size and strength had taught him to be sure-footed enough to avoid visibly weakened flooring.

"Cute. Like your little firecrackers."

by **Bobby Bowen** » Thu Sep 08, 2011 7:12 pm

Seeing the others were keeping the mirror images occupied, Bobby stretched and curved around to the front, intending to scout ahead to find the much needed exit.

by **David Renko** » Thu Sep 08, 2011 7:17 pm

Renko watched the others fighting and then focused his powers on a nearby wall fully intending to create a nice spherical hole through the wall. After all eventually you'll get to the outside, right?

by **Bombshell** » Thu Sep 08, 2011 9:11 pm

Bombshell scowled and lobbed two beach ball sized bombs at John, one after the other, while she took several steps back towards where she'd come from.

by **Nick Varkan** » Thu Sep 08, 2011 9:17 pm

Which exploded mid-air against a shield provided by Nick.

by **John Hino** » Thu Sep 08, 2011 9:18 pm

John rushed through immediately with a lunging punch.

by **Bombshell** » Thu Sep 08, 2011 9:35 pm

Bombshell barely avoided the punch in order to stay close for just a moment longer, sidestepping out of the way and slamming her hand against a piece of John's armor on his back, which promptly began to glow blue and sizzle with a sound not too dissimilar to what her bombs sounded like. He likely had a few seconds to choose between pummeling her while she was in reach and taking off the bit of shoulder armor that was about to explode.

by **John Hino** » Thu Sep 08, 2011 9:41 pm

John tore it off by the strap and flung it at his foe as he moved swiftly aside.

by **Heartbreaker** » Thu Sep 08, 2011 10:33 pm

Heartbreaker stumbled, but managed to keep her focus on Will.

by **Will Stanton** » Thu Sep 08, 2011 10:34 pm

And that's when Will tripped Heartbreaker into Sara's growing rock pillar.

by **Heartbreaker** » Thu Sep 08, 2011 11:10 pm

Heartbreaker caught herself, so the fall was merely painful, not crippling. Not rising from her huddle, her mind lashed out at Will.

by **Byrna Cooper** » Thu Sep 08, 2011 11:17 pm

Hopefully, Heartbreaker would not notice the strange odor coming from the ball at her feet, making her limbs and eyelids heavy..

by **Heartbreaker** » Thu Sep 08, 2011 11:24 pm

Heartbreaker noticed something was going on, and struggled to her feet.

by **Will Stanton** » Thu Sep 08, 2011 11:30 pm

And Will fell to his knees.

by **Byrna Cooper** » Thu Sep 08, 2011 11:33 pm

Rising to her feet prompted a bal to explode close to her chest, releasing globs and globs of sticky adhesive that would seal her to the nearest column.

"You aren't going anywhere for a while... Red."

by **Bombshell** » Thu Sep 08, 2011 11:33 pm

Bombshell caught the armor in the face, staggering backwards, but managed to catch the armor bomb before it dropped to the ground. It's glow absorbed into her hands and then dissipated. She wiped at her face and found blood pouring from a split lip as she surveyed the situation. She and heartbreaker were certainly outgunned at the moment, and now she was stuck to the ground.

"Fuck..." she swore, forming to huge bombs in her hands, backing away slowly--pretty much into a corner.

by **Heartbreaker** » Thu Sep 08, 2011 11:54 pm

As the sticky hit her, the sleeping gas also had its affect, and Heartbreaker collapsed, her head striking hard against the column.

by **Nick Varkan** » Fri Sep 09, 2011 1:12 pm

"This is where the smart ones surrender," Nick said.

by **Stephanie Kaltiera** » Fri Sep 09, 2011 1:48 pm

Stephanie crept around the edge of the room, seeing that for the moment, Renko seemed fine on his own. She shifted into her wolf form to be less noticed, and was there waiting for Bombshell in the corner when she started to back into it. She rose up and transformed into her hybrid form and wrapped her hands around Bombshell's neck, claws pressed against skin.

"You should listen to the man," she growled, her muzzle within snapping distance from the back of her head.

by **MasterCorporal Freud** » Sat Sep 10, 2011 8:26 pm

*fweeeeeEEEEEEEEEEE*

In a world where tanks are painted purple and box-stick traps don't work like in the cartoons, who will stand up for poor innocent women trying to fend off hooligans and scoundrels? Who will stand up for truth, Justin and the blonde with the really nice rack? Who will punch the shit out of anyone who tries to pull a fire-in-the-hole at a drive thru? There's only one man who will. He's coming your way! The jet-propelled phantom of the sky! Fearless enemy of spies and saboteurs! It's Master Corporal Freud of the Royal Canadian Space Corps!

From back the way the group had come, able to cross the massive hole in the hallway floor, came a screaming, smokey streak of metal and leather. Doors were blown open while planters and other refuse were sent tubling voilently in it's wake as it rocketed toward the heroes. And rocketed was the appropriate word, the stream of flame eminating from it's backside hot enough to sear the flesh off of just about any living thing, human or otherwise.

"Unhand those fair maidens you filthy Bolsheviks! Uncle Sam has no need for your Pinko Commie propaganda poisoning the minds of our tender youth!"

Yes, Victor Freud! Bringing you a screen full of pulse-pounding action! Master Corporal Victor Freud of the Royal Canadian Space Corps! A Republic serial.

The bolt jetted straight toward the center of the group, intending to plow through flesh and bone like a meat missile.

by **Daniel Uriel** » Sun Sep 11, 2011 1:48 am

"SO wait, this universe has Barney, too? There are a lot of things that that explains, but this really isn't the time to go over them, I guess," Daniel mused. Hotknives formed between his fingers, and he flicked them at the onrushing Freud.

by **Byrna Cooper** » Sun Sep 11, 2011 9:00 pm

"Eeeeeep!"

Bear tossed one more sticky ball at the insane newcomer, before dving for cover.

by **John Hino** » Sun Sep 11, 2011 9:07 pm

If both Daniel and Bear happened to fail, the crazed rocketeer would be caught by the super-durable lizard called Genbu.

by **MasterCorporal Freud** » Mon Sep 12, 2011 12:57 pm

Daniel's knives cut and nicked the leather of Vic's flight cap and jacket but he was moving far too fast and erratically for the man to get a clear shot at him in the crowded hallway. Bear however as dead on, the sticky capsule exploding over his face and torso, making him a bound, gooey mess.

Unfortunately, the intense heat of the jetpack burnt the substance before it could even attempt to snuff out the engine. The gooey projectile slammed into Daniel, barely missing Bear before striking Genbu, adhering itself to both of them. If he had been erratic before he was downright chaotic now, the unbalanced load causing the three to spray flame and smoke in a frenzied spin that would have put any bootleg firework to shame. Thankfully due to the massively increased weight of the two additional riders the pack was traveling at a much slower speed but it was still extremely unpredictable and dangerous.

by **John Hino** » Mon Sep 12, 2011 1:09 pm

John dug his claws into the first solid non-fleshy surface he could get a hold on.

by **David Renko** » Mon Sep 12, 2011 8:42 pm

Renko turned for his task of burning a new path, and instead focused on destroying the rock man's rocket pack by making it age by thousands of years in moments.

"Holy shit!"

by **Hellsmith** » Mon Sep 12, 2011 10:03 pm

"Nnnh... I've had enough of you lot," came the now familiar voice over the speakers.

The room... began to shake.

by **Robert West** » Mon Sep 12, 2011 10:07 pm

"That's...ominous," Rob says.

by **Byrna Cooper** » Mon Sep 12, 2011 10:11 pm

bear, after the really recent action, was caught off balance by the shaking, flailing and looking to brace herself.

by **Stephanie Kaltiera** » Mon Sep 12, 2011 10:32 pm

Stephanie, diving out of the way of the human missile and pulling Bombshell with her, sprawled to the floor. Bombshell took the opportunity to chuck multiple bombs at Stephanie and scramble away from her.

Melody narrowed her eyes and bolted towards Bombshell, her hands filling with bombs of her own just as Hellsmith spoke, and went sprawling to the floor, knocked off balance by the shaking room, her bombs exploding with brilliant flashes of light as they bounced towards Bombshell.

by **Will Stanton** » Mon Sep 12, 2011 10:33 pm

Will tried to stick to the floor, to steady himself.

by **Sara Stanton** » Tue Sep 13, 2011 1:48 am

Same as Sara though her connection to the ground was a lot more solid. As long as Hellsmith didn't fight her over control of the floor at least.

by **Daniel Uriel** » Tue Sep 13, 2011 12:00 pm

Daniel didn't have time to pay any notice to the new developments, being too busy being dragged along by the little rocket. "What... the... hell!" he growled, working to form another hotknife and try to cut through the goo that was sticking him to the crazy rocket-guy.

by **MasterCorporal Freud** » Tue Sep 13, 2011 12:50 pm

Vic cried out in fear as his coat was dug into by the lizard-man's claws. If he hadn't been bouncing around like made before he certainly was now. The rumbling of the room threw Renko's concentration off a touch; the pack itself was surprisingly durable but the fuel was more volitile. With a sudden plume of greasy black smoke the thing sputtered and stalled, the three gooey riders landing on the floor hard.

by **Janice Gilbertson** » Tue Sep 13, 2011 1:00 pm

"I don't like the sound of this..."

"Renko, how weak did you manage to get that wall?"

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