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Post by Geata on Jul 27, 2016 19:35:06 GMT -7
Geata was not the sort who could stomach being bored well. He had been lucky enough to find a few things to occupy his time, such as helping transport materials for rebuilding the docks, recruiting people for the dragon team, or giving Azoth a hand with looking for info. Unfortunately, he didn't really know what to do anymore, because he had done everything he could for the docks and he wasn't wanting to draw unwanted Keeper attention any more than he had to. The dragon team was probably already as big as it was going to get, too, so he wasn't going to waste time with that, either. Which left him with a few options.
The thing that he decided would be most worthwhile in the long run would be getting his own informant. He had various reasons for wanting one, especially one in the Panda's backyard. For instance, he would be able to know of any big developments in the faction. He was also aware that unsavory types would be able to get their hands on certain types of information that he wouldn't be able to find out through other means. Nobody in the city would know criminal activity better than a criminal, after all.
Of course, Geata had an issue. First he needed to make sure that he would be able to make an informant talk. In order to do that, he would need to get his name out there. He would need to rough up a few unsavory characters in order to get others to open their mouths, and he wasn't entirely upset about that. He could clean up the streets a little, keep himself occupied, and do himself some good in the long run. It was a great opportunity.
With the moon high in the sky above him, Geata teleported around to find anyone worth taking down. If he was gonna this, he was gonna do it right.
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Scheme Beating the snot out of some random creeps. What could go wrong?
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Post by Canary Claw on Jul 28, 2016 20:14:40 GMT -7
The scent of sea salt whipped through the air with the breeze as the docks, surprisingly, encouraged the scent to spread. It couldn’t have any form of bias, not at all. If you could get past the potential salt stains on the wood, you could find people with lots of panache and flair rolling about. People with fancy hats, bright colors, and occasionally a normal person who stood out like a meatball that fell off of cheesy spaghetti.
One courld even say that a young woman in brightly colored clothes was among the crowd, though she seemed good at staying directly out of sight. Her name had begun to spread across the city: Canary Claw. What she did was chaotic, and she could be found anywhere in the city as she pleased. What that might mean in terms of information and experience was only for the most discerning of people to know.
Of course, there was also the question of the odd little smile on her face as she glanced at a group of people passing by, some more questionable than others. It was time to let the games begin. Her coat flared out with another breeze as she caught sight of a man in a metal mask, all grins and cheer.
"Hey there!" What else do you say to a guy who's suddenly there? Boo?
Opposing with dramatic flair, maybe even a super entrance! These are her goons to terrorize!
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Pandaemonium
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Post by Giza Kadabra on Jul 28, 2016 22:11:42 GMT -7
This used to be Pandaemonium’s territory, where many do-gooders would at least show respect their faction that they would stay away from the dock. But now ever since the dragon attack leave behind a damaged dock, these ass-holes decided that they can just marched in without a fight?
So to ensure the hoard’s safety against any further intruder coming to dip their nose in the Pandaemonium’s business, Giza stood on top of the building to keep his eyes over the dock area. That, and Giza needs some moment to calm himself from the frustration over the past few weeks. He always felt a comfort underneath the moon-lit night, and tonight is no exception. He took a deep breath in and exhaled all the frustration he got build-up inside him away. He looked up the moon night and day-dream about watching this sight with Miss Aurora by his side.
A short moment later he noticed a figured rushing across the rooftop without jumping around. His first thought was close enough to bring that frustration back to him, since there’s only one super that can teleport around rooftop like that. So he quickly make his way toward the figured as fast as he can, turning his cloak into a hang-glider and flew. As soon as he got close to the figure, he landed on the rooftop and returned his cloak back to normal:
“God damn it Blue Jay,” he shouted to the figure, “Why do you keep insist on showing he…”
It took him some time to realize the super before him isn’t Blue Jay at all, but that weird portal-using super that Sanduleak talked about.
“Um, what the heck are you doing here, Geata?”
OPPOSING: not really have much of the reason other than protecting the Pandaemonium's asset.
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Post by Big Martin on Jul 29, 2016 18:40:22 GMT -7
"Yeah, what the heck are you doing here, human?"
A black cat had crept up to the teleporting super and was staring at him inquisitively. "Big Martin says he doesn't know you, but you seem familiar. Which mousy hole did you come crawling out of, hmm?"
Bright eyes were appearing in the dark, glowing with reflected moonlight. Cats, creeping silently about the docks, converging on this location. This was traditionally Pandaemonium territory, but there was another super about these days, one who seemed to roam and raid wherever he wanted throughout the city. Big Martin and his armies could hit anywhere, at any time, and even fellow criminals were not immune to his destructive flights of fancy.
A low, slow hissing filled the air, directed at Canary and Giza, as the black cat stepped in front of Geata protectively. "Shut up, humans. We were talking to this guy! Ya don't just interrupt a cat, ya know!" Its eyes narrowed. "Big Martin's curious about Geata here, so you all better back the fuck off."
A quiet order went out through the minds of all the cats present. Nice ad-libbing. Now, time to show them who's boss...
Supporting: Cats go where they want, and talk to anyone they damn well please!
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Post by Bloodbath on Jul 29, 2016 18:52:21 GMT -7
Bloodbath wasn't enjoying his life lately, all it is right now is fighting and fighting and fighting. He didn't care what the little whispering said, he was not happy when he fought! Worst of all, this place had nearly officially became his home, so waking up with a knife to his face had become the norm...definitely wasn't helping his jittery attitude.
He almost thought for a second he was imagining the teleporting man, at least till a woman and Giza darted toward him.
Oh...guess you gotta help...get going, idiot!
He suddenly snapped upright and dashed forward, moving like he was being manipulated into following. One of his arms moved stiffly, the break in his bones just barely healed.
He whimpered in defeat as he spotted a bunch of cats surrounding someone definitely not Big Martin. Amazingly, he found the time to cup his hands around his mouth and to call upward, obviously toward one of cats, "T-tell Big Martin I-I-I'm sorry!" He would need forgiveness after what he did today...
Opposing: It is his home now!
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Post by RPG on Jul 29, 2016 19:33:39 GMT -7
Current Power: Demon Lord Physiology
RPG was doing his usual nightly crime-fighting runs, this time with the ability to gain some of the powers of and become a demon lord. While it worked in scaring bad guys, he also scared the wrong crowd of people. At least before, civilians would think he's a bit insane, but they weren't scared. His exuding aura of darkness had made everyone around him quite weary. Sure, it made his job easier by terrifying some of the bad guys, but he definitely didn't want to be seen as a menace to everyone else. Well, more than he already was.
Walking through the docks, the fresh breeze carried the scent of the sea. It was quite the invigorating scent. It also appears that killing intent is in the air, too. ... "Wait, what?" It seems like a fight was brewing, and he literally just got there right before it started.
Looking at the battlefield, RPG notices that one individual that helped him out with Wolfbark. Opposing him were people that gave off feelings of villainy. "That dude was a jerk but he saved me from that scary super. I could stand to help him out."
Supporting: Justice will be done.
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Post by PANOPTICON Ver. 3.023 on Jul 29, 2016 19:37:35 GMT -7
PANOPTICON Ver. 3.023 online Running aberrant conflict search heuristic. Scanning satellite imagery... clear. Scanning public security footage... clear. Scanning private devices... anomaly detected. Beginning detailed analysis. Aberrant violence against unpowered populace detected in Emerald City, sector AK-43. Aberrants aligned with targeted individuals likely to retaliate. Cataloging contents of sector... Detected: 22,075 unpowered humans Detected: Five standard aberrants. See case files 1-0109, 1-4514, 1-5652, 1-5891, 1-6168. Conflict probability within following 60 seconds: 97.90% Beginning combat data collection... (The fight starts now! In public, post your reactions and responses to everything that has happened since your last post. Then, click here to PM the admins with the description of your action this turn. In that PM, also include which power type you're using and your choice of target. The next round will begin in 48 hours, or less if everyone's actions are submitted before then.) |
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Post by Geata on Jul 29, 2016 20:30:32 GMT -7
Geata stopped in his tracks when he heard someone calling out to him. A brightly colored super, but not someone who struck him as being aggressive. He waved in return to her words just in time to be called Blue Jay by another newcomer. It was at this time that Geata realized he wasn't going to have an easy time of things. It was made all the more apparent by the arrival of a talking cat, more cats, a guy who told one of the cats to apologize for him, and Baghead (who looked entirely different from before).
With a sigh, Geata simply shrugged it all off. Strange people weren't exactly new to him anymore. Turning to the magician and the cat, he decided upon a reason for his current location. "A little while ago," he said, "I lent a helping hand to a super named Aurora Disicio with cleaning up the area. She was dealing with a certain type of people when we met, so I thought I'd offer my services again and deal with said type of people myself." He then bent down to scratch the cat at the base of its tail. "If that's the case, I look forward to meeting Big Martin," he said cheerily.
He then turned to Baghead and the remaining super. "I really don't understand why the two of you are here, but by all means, come join the party, not at all like it's crowded already," he said jokingly. Jokes aside, he couldn't help but wonder what he had done to deserve suddenly being the focus of so much attention.
It was a very strange night indeed.
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Post by Canary Claw on Jul 30, 2016 18:59:56 GMT -7
“Aww, look at you. So cute!” Though Canary coos at the cat, she doesn't get close. She doesn't feel the need to have a cat clawing her face up or anything similar. And now she had a name, which is more than she had before. Too bad, though, because she really liked cats.
More and more people were making note of the scene if not outright joining it, which was unfortunate. A case of interest was taking a nose dive in terms of getting over quickly, but the more faces she saw meant more people were just as interested in what the guy who was jumping from place to place was doing.
Also, holy crap talking cats. Yes please.
Canary reached into her pocket, tilting her head as the cat continued to talk and others did as well. She'd seen them before, though she'd not had a perosnal run-in with them until now. It made what was about to happen unfortunate.
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Post by Bloodbath on Jul 30, 2016 20:47:07 GMT -7
Bloodbath couldn't look more uncertain around his temporary allies, or ally in Giza's case. He kept rocking back and forth and glancing at the Docks and Big Martin's cats, looking like he was on the verge of switching sides.
Then the demon guy showed up.
Bloodbath nearly yelled at his appearance, a squeal being the only thing that snaked out of his lips. His hands immediately shot up to his wrists, tearing open the gouges to let his blood coat his skin again.
Surprisingly, he wobbled forward, shakily but advancing on the enemy.
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Post by Giza Kadabra on Jul 31, 2016 15:09:04 GMT -7
Oh joy, a talking cat; just what he need right now, as if tonight wasn’t getting any weirder. Soon enough he got his answer when Bloodbath show-up along with a weird guy with a paper bag on his head. Why do people always insist on barging in the Pandaemonium turf after it got hit from the dragon, thinking they own the place?
Not to mention that Geata is here to repay a debt for Miss Aurora, and that he offer his service to her. That line struck a nerve on Giza slightly, but he took a deep breath to calm himself down. After all, it’s not really a problem unless he started to get comfortable and always by her side. As the matter of fact, why did she have Geata help her out and not him?
Recalling back the event, he might have been on the other side of the city in downtown dealing with his own issue. He curse his luck for letting his emotion get the better of him like that; if he wasn’t in downtown venting his frustration, he would be by her side helping her cleaning up.
Worry that he might get replace by this guy if he didn’t seem useful to have around, Giza need to deal with the cats invasion:
“L-Look, I have quite a very tiring day, and in case you didn’t notice, we’re trying to clean up the dragon’s mess in the dock. Geata, I’ll give Miss Aurora a message if you want, but I will kindly ask you to turn back to whatever hell-hole you crawled out of and leave this place immediately.”
If they don’t seems to take his warning lightly, then he have no choice. Geata, this bag-head, the cat swarm and the lady is going to leave, by force if necessary.
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Post by RPG on Jul 31, 2016 18:05:52 GMT -7
RPG was only partially transformed, for it wasn't even his final form! Although he hasn't tried to transform any further than he already has, it'd make quite the scare tactic. From his back protruded several large spikes that run all the way down his orange tail, which somewhat resembled the shape of the tail of a Carnotasaurus but smaller. From his head were somewhat small and slightly upward-curved horns that ripped holes in his paper bag mask. His claws and teeth were also visibly sharpened. A faint blackish-blue aura exuded from his body and appeared to slowly grow larger and more visible by the minute. It felt as if his presence was the most easily noticed on the field.
Noticing Geata, RPG talks with a lower voice than usual, sounding somewhat demonic. What was his name? Gavin? Gary? Oh well. "Hey, Chell!" RPG wasn't good with names and assigning random names to people appeared to be something he just does. "I haven't seen you since the dog thing with Wolfbark! Thanks for the help back there, dude! No hard feelings!" While he meant to be nice, his threatening aura and low demonic voice suggested otherwise.
After the little chat, the time to beat some bad guys has come.
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Post by PANOPTICON Ver. 3.023 on Jul 31, 2016 19:21:05 GMT -7
   PANOPTICON Ver. 3.023 analyzing combat data... --- Interference (Obfuscation) by Geata against Canary Claw results in SUCCESS, +5% combat advantage Interference (Depowering) by Bloodbath against Geata results in SUCCESS, +5% combat advantage Maneuver (Alteration) by Giza Kadabra against Big Martin results in SUCCESS, +25% combat advantage Aggression (Confinement) by Big Martin against Bloodbath results in PARTIAL success due to suppression by the target's lesser immunity, +15% combat advantage Aggression (Subdual) by Canary Claw against Big Martin results in FAILURE due to suppression by the equal-or-greater Interference (Obfuscation) Geata used, +10% combat advantage Aggression (Destruction) by RPG against Bloodbath results in FAILURE due to suppression by the target's equal-or-greater immunity, +10% combat advantage --- Current conditions: None. Current advantage: Bloodbath Canary Claw and Giza Kadabra have 40% Big Martin Geata and RPG have 30% Current openings: Geata may SURPRISE the other side at a cost of 15% combat advantage, causing his side's actions to come first in the resolution order as though they were of higher level. Bloodbath may DISABLE the Interference (Obfuscation) of Geata at a cost of 20% combat advantage, his ability to use that power for the rest of the battle. (Your public posts this round should explain how your actions last round turned out. Explain how things you used and things used on you succeeded or failed as appropriate, and then start thinking about which power you should use next! Click here to PM your commands to the staff. The next round begins in 48 hours.) |
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Post by Giza Kadabra on Aug 1, 2016 21:24:34 GMT -7
Giza let out a long sigh out of disappointment; all he wanted is to have these annoying supers to leave the dock so the Pandaemonium can get back to their daily routine. Of course, Bloodbath, being a bit unstable as he is, decided to lunge toward Geata and prick his fingernail into his wrist. It would’ve been fine when Geata just teleport himself to a different rooftop, but then Big Martin have to summon a tiger out of nowhere and pounce right at Bloodbath. Not only that, that weird paper bag-weirdo started to become hostile with his weird tentacle arms and started to wail around like a weirdo that he is.
“For god sake people,” Giza shouted to them all, “all I want is to have you all leave this place in peace.”
Giza then jumped away from the crowded rooftop to get some free breathing room. He had it with all these supers crawling around, especially when Miss Aurora gave him the mission to make sure no suspicious thing happen near their horde. If these guys decided not to listen to him calmly; if these guys decided to not leave in peace:
“Fine. If you all decided not to leave peacefully, then I guess I have to make you leave myself!!!”
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Post by Bloodbath on Aug 1, 2016 21:35:27 GMT -7
Bloodbath dipped his head down as the tentacles whipped against him, a thread of blood flying up to defend him from the blows. He didn't even have a moment to breath before a crushing weight threw him down. A whimper escaped his lips as he tried to wrench himself to his feet, even his his power required no real movement.
The pressure on his back was too heavy...he was trapped. Panic clouded his vision, blackening the edges of his eyes, "N-no, no, nonono-Get away-g-get away." His rambling concealed the wavering in his voice, which sounded suspiciously like laughter...
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