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Post by Big Martin on Jun 27, 2016 23:18:50 GMT -7
Malachite Isle, home to the rich and famous, or at least the surprisingly numerous fraction of the elite who chose to live (depending on the season) near the bright skyscrapers of Emerald City. Not too close, obviously, for one wouldn't want one's snooty senses to be bothered by air pollution or excess noise! Thus, this isolated isle for the idle and wealthy lay just at the periphery of the thriving hub that was the city, their respective names indicating just how similar- and how different -they were.
But pleasant as the isle was, with its prime location, its massive mansions, and its excellent views, it was not safe from all the dangers of Emerald City. Wealth was a prize to be craved, and many a villain was willing to risk grave punishment for a chance at some of the valuables they might find here!
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Jason Combe walked calmly out the front door of his towering residence, carrying a slim suitcase with him as he made his way down to the sleek vehicle that would be carrying him to the airport, where he'd depart for New York, off to handle some extremely important business. In addition to being on the board of a major software company, Jason was a powerful stockbroker, with shares in companies across the world! Recently, however, he had been faced with allegations of fraud, and this secondary source of income was at risk of being severely curtailed. It was for this reason that he was flying out today on his private jet, to hold a private meeting with his fellows in finance to decide how to handle the situation.
His chauffeur drove quickly and efficiently, getting them off the Isle and to the runway in minutes, where Combe's expensive airplane was waiting for him, fueled and ready for takeoff. With a nod to his pilot and bodyguards, he climbed aboard- only to turn his head at the last moment at the sudden sound of meowing.
Someone had been waiting for him.
The plane was out in the open, with no threats immediately apparent- until now. Cats were streaming forth from the airport in impossible numbers, surrounding the jet and climbing onto it.
"Shit!" he cried, glancing back and forth to try and find a way out, but the cats already had his jet completely encircled. Cursing some more, he ducked inside the plane, his bodyguards moving forwards to protect him. If they could hold out inside the plane until help arrived, everything would be okay.
But as soon as he was inside, Combe's eyes widened in horror as he saw furry forms already swarming within the aircraft. How had they gotten inside? It was as if they were already there-
There was a series of yells from his bodyguards, a few gunshots going off and then only silence. Silence and many, many meows.
Then footsteps, climbing up onto his airplane, and a voice. "Sit down, Mister Combe, we're going on a trip! No worries, it's not going to be a very long one." A pair of hands clapped together. "Now! Let's see if I can figure out how to fly this thing..."
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Big Martin had already pulled some fairly impressive criminal stunts in Emerald City, but this was to be his biggest and most lucrative one yet! He'd leaked rumors to a few disreputable sources the day before, specifying the location and nature of his crime, in the hopes of attracting other villains to the scene, to add to the chaos. Word wouldn't have reached the authorities just yet (he hoped), but they, and all of Malachite Isle, would soon know what was going on.
He was going to give the complacent elite the fright of their lives!
Scheme: Hijack a private jet, crash it into the water as close as possible to Malachite Isle, and escape alive with a kidnapped billionaire! NYAHAHAHAHAHA!
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Post by Limen on Jun 28, 2016 15:27:40 GMT -7
Emerald City had many villains. The sorts one could find ranged the most secretive Keepers, rarely seen outside of the shadows, to the most flamboyant Pandaemoniums, putting on their greatest show yet, much to the dismay of local property owners. Most of the people Limen knew numbered among these people, and she herself was often considered within their ranks. It was easy to get lost in the sea of ne'er do wellers, out shown metaphorically, and in a number of cases, literally.
But there was one villain who stuck out from the rest. Heists succeeded without flaw. Heroes defeated utterly. All of this was the work of one guy and his army of cats.
What the visitors of Emerald City must think when they’re told “watch out for cats”. An average Joe wouldn’t think a hoard of cats would be much of a threat, as long was one was not a rat. Joe was dead wrong. These cats meant business; furry, cute, deadly serious business.
Now, Limen had nothing against Cat Guy. Nor did she have any particular reason to protect Jason Combe. She thought Cat Guy was great. She thought Jason Combe was not great. But see, Cat Guy had this rep; she’d heard whispers (from the unpowereds, mostly) in the horde that he was undefeatable, someone to be feared. He’d even been there that day when she lost to Aurora and Giza at capture the flag. Limen had no choice but to take this as a personal challenge. So, when she had heard that the Lion King was going to be hijacking a plane, she knew she had to be there.
The cats had been waiting for Jason, but Limen had been waiting for the cats. No one would be suspicious of the random person in a motorcycle helmet hanging out behind the private jet luggage carts. Mostly because no one else was around. She kept her peace while Jason boarded the plane, knowing her target had to be along shortly after.
He was. Lord of the Kittens himself arrived at the plane, a speech prepared and everything. To be polite, Limen waited until he was done talking to make her own entrance.
She’s already plotted her course. Limen stepped out from behind the baggage carrying glorified golf carts and began slowly walking the short distance to the plane, speaking loudly and importantly as she did so. She’d come to a stop only once she stood just beyond the foot of the steps.
“Who is it, arriving at the last moment upon the threshold of a grounded air vehicle, she with many a weapon to face of the grand hoards of cats that fill the every crack of the aviation machine? She who has no reason to be here other than mild revenge and the promise of glory granted by the newscaster who said it would be impossible to topple this foe?!”
She ripped off her helmet, tossing it to the side and onto the pavement, where it clancked and rolled away. She threw her other hand into the air, pointing dramatically upwards at the sky. Her entire face visible, she shot a wide grin at her would-be foe.
“Yes, it is I! The great and powerful Limen!”
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OPPOSING: You and me, Cat Boss, and a battle for honor and glory. But let’s do coffee later, yeah?
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Post by HaLOS on Jun 28, 2016 16:12:13 GMT -7
The task was rather simple: escorting this person that the Keeper seems to have some interested in, and make sure his flight to New York doesn’t have any hitch in them. HaLOS isn’t sure what the Keeper would want with a stock broker, but if they want to ensure the guy get to Wall Street without any incident, then it doesn’t mind to try out one of its new prototype.
Of course every mission have never been simple, especially when a horde of cats started to surround the guy outside the plane and managed to get their paws on the billionaire. Through the security camera that was set up in the plane itself, HaLOS can see a figured walked up the plane and headed toward the cockpit. It couldn’t quite see their face since the cats got in the way. Soon a familiar face arrived at the scene, challenging the cat-man like it’s some kind of game to her.
Well, it doesn’t really matter. HaLOS’ primary mission is to keep the guy safe, and the Keepers didn’t really specify the definition of how “safe” he should be. Before the cat person could make his way into the cockpit, HaLOS activated the security system and slam the door right into his face. With the plane controller seal off from the felines swarm, HaLOS transmitted its wireless command into the plane, taking full control of the system. Once it connected to the control panel, HaLOS then communicate through the airplane speaker to the two interlopers:
“Attention to all intruders, step away from the plane and the importance baggage immediately. As for you, Jason Combe, this unit suggests you better buckle up your seat belt.”
With the warning is out of the way, HaLOS then activate the plane, turning on the turbine and it began to move out the hangar.
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Opposing: either you leave, or this plane will be the most turbulence ride of your life.
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Post by inkblot on Jun 28, 2016 17:31:53 GMT -7
If anyone were to ask Inkblot what she was doing there, it wouldn't take more than a second to drill in the facts. She loved a good party, and hearing about plans to hijack the plane sounded like an invitation to dance. The super with the cats had become a well known presence in Emerald City as of late, and she'd hate to turn down the chance to get to know the bringer of such havoc.
As it just so happened, she'd met one Jason Combe once or twice herself outside of the costume. He was rude, conniving, overly condescending, and often chewed with his mouth open. Needless to say, if this was a chance to wreck his night Inkblot wasn't going to say no. She walked through the airport as casually as anything, only feeling her paint armor bubbling up as she stepped out towards the still landed plane. Once it was in view she began teleport herself closer a bit at a time, her body seeming to fall down and up as quickly gaining momentum. Letting out a loud laugh, she practically crashed into the open entrance and turned to face her once teammate.
"Oh hey Limen, fancy seeing you here. I never got to thank you for the whole 'painting the town red' fiasco. Good times." With the flick of one hand, she tossed the other girl a paint-stained $40 gift card to Olive Garden. "Still have to give Gil his, but I guess that can be saved for another day. Right now I guess I'm going to be putting an end to your great and powerful rein."
Her hands whipped out as if in an attack stance, paint dripping from the tips of the eight brushes held between her fingers. if anyone could see her face, they'd know she was grinning like a loon. "Bummer. Hope we can still get some bread sticks later."
Supporting: Love cats, love chaos, hate the rich guy. Let's hijack a plane and see if we can make Mr. Combe squeal like a piggy.
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Post by Lobisomem on Jun 28, 2016 19:45:06 GMT -7
Bad idea...asking for trouble.
Lobisomem reluctantly agreed with their mental dialogue, even as they followed a overwhelming smell of cats.They had received a note of some kind detailing a sort of kidnapping some rich guy. The note probably expected them to help, considering it told all the details, from location to name of said rich guy.
The note was long torn apart, but the details never left their mind, resulting in a likely bad idea of actually going there! Thoughts ran through their mind, from being there to protecting the guy, stealing something, ect. Until finally they landed on the actual reason, they just weren't sure they liked this cat guy and by extension, anything he was trying to do.
They couldn't transform here, the daylight crushing any attempt to take the immensely faster form. Naturally, they trotted into the airport just in time to see the airplane starting to take off.
Lobisomem ran.
The air rushed into their lungs as they darted forward in a bestial dash, even using their hands to propel themselves faster. As they ran, they pulled the wolf pelt tighter around their head, to ensure their identity secret before they took a suicidal jump into the plane's entrance.
They tumbled into a roll before crashing into the wall, clasping their nose to shield it from the dizzying scents. Judging by the brief whiff they got, there were more than just a ton of cats here.
Definitely a bad idea...
Opposing: You have no right to...you know, fuck it, I'm just here to mess up Cat Boy
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Post by Sanduleak on Jun 29, 2016 10:43:07 GMT -7
Sanduleak did not expect his day to take the route of freaking flooding a plane with cats, but hey ya know sometimes business called for it and Ink said it'd be a good idea, so here was the temperamental super locking the plane in place with a few well placed block of light. Floating high above the plane on a square plane of solidified light, he gazed down at all the combatants before a small smirk appeared on his face.
"OI INK DON'T HURT HER TOO MUCH, SHE'LL PROBABLY BE A FAVORED CUSTOMER!"
With a loud chuckle he lowered himself before pulling out a pair of quickly forming revolvers. Oh yes today was a good day to be a member of pandemonium, specially if he got to show off like this.
Supporting: Business partners gotta stick together, plus it'll be good publicity for the club.
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Post by PANOPTICON Ver. 3.023 on Jun 29, 2016 16:24:36 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. Abnormal aberrant concentration detected on Malachite Isle, sector D-8. Context analysis and aberrant identity cross-reference yields 19.87% chance of mutual non-hostility. Cataloguing contents of sector... Detected: 5,907 unpowered humans Detected: Four standard aberrants. See case files 1-4514, 1-5719, 1-5809, 1-5852. Detected: One telepresent anomalous aberrant. See case file 3-0540 (cf. 4-0626). Conflict probability within next 60 seconds: 99.99% Beginning combat data collection. (Click here to send in your actions!) |
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Post by Limen on Jun 29, 2016 20:48:57 GMT -7
It seemed the little airport was not as empty as she had first thought. Her opening speech had heralded the arrival of three friends, not counting the Crowned Cat; one in the sky, two suddenly joining Combe and cats in the plane, and the most dangerous sounding flight attendant ever. Neither Limen’s grin nor proud stance faltered as she saw her two fellow Pandaemoniums come to stand against her. Given Combe’s standing on what was proper business morals and the general consensus of Pandaemonium of how to deal with people you don’t like, it was not at all strange to see two of the red faction arrive to aid the Cat King in his endeavors. Indeed, any other day she’d be on their side here. But this was personal.
Limen caught the mystery card between her middle and index finger. She turned in twice over in her hand, just to be sure she wasn’t mistaking what it was. It was, without a doubt, an Olive Garden gift card. For helping with the town painting thing. Gifts of appreciation were, in turn, always appreciated, but of all the things Ink could’ve gotten… Limen let out a loud laugh.
Her laugher quickly subsiding, she held up the card in a gesture of thanks and shot a wink at Inkblot. “Hey, after this, I’ll take all you guys to Olive Garden, my treat. Wolf Friend and Cat Boss should come too.”
Limen pocketed the card she knew she’d never be able to use. This fight had grown into a larger opportunity than she’d expected; she’d been wondering how she compared in battle to Sanduleak and Inkblot.
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Post by Big Martin on Jun 29, 2016 22:49:03 GMT -7
The plan was going brilliantly! Big Martin had gotten inside the plane and kidnapped his target without a hitch, and now-
"Big Martin!" A large brown cat piped up.
What is it?
"Someone wants to talk to you!"
And it was true. Looking through the eyes of his cats, he could make out a familiar young woman, bravely declaring her opposition to him. It appeared that getting the word out had had the opposite effect that he'd intended. Now he had to deal with this nuisance along with everything else, and while he appreciated her audacity, a fight would only make things more difficult.
But difficult situations were where one should be at one's best! Very well. If she wants a fight, we give it to her! You guys handle the chick, and I'll get the plane out before she can stop us!
The plan was going pretty well! In spite of a small obstruction, the nefarious Big Martin was still on track to hijack this private jet and-
"Big Martin!"
Oh great, what is it now?
"The door is locked!"
And it was true. Struggle as they might, the cats could not get into the cockpit, for the passage had been shut as if by magic. To make matters worse, and ominous voice sounded out, and the plane began to move, apparently of its own accord. Evidently, another force had chosen to try and stop him today.
But it was not insurmountable. There must be another way in! Look for a ventilation system, check the cargo hold- and attack that door with everything you have! The plane itself might have turned against him, but Big Martin would find a way.
The plan was going okay. He was encountering far more opposition than he'd anticipated, but this whole thing was still salvageable-
"Big Martin!"
GOD DAMMIT!
More Pandaemonium members had shown up at the scene, and someone who smelled of dog had made a desperate move and boarded the plane. Within moments, the heist had turned into a war zone.
The plan could wait. It was time to fight with tooth and claw. Boys and girls, get ready to move...
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Post by Lobisomem on Jun 30, 2016 10:47:49 GMT -7
Lobisomem stumbled to their feet, shaking off any cats that had clung to them and wouldn't let go. They flinched as one feline raised a call over their appearance, not that they expected their wild leap in here to go unnoticed, they just thought they'd have some time to prepare.
A woman with a bow and arrow was also here, far happier than a person about to join a brawl should have. They almost replied sarcastically to her offer to go to...Olive Garden later, but settled with a soft chuckle, remembering they weren't in the identity hiding beast form.
They could hear two other people, one was the robot from before, the other was unfamiliar and apparently outside the plane.
Lobisomem really hoped some were on their side, considering the rich guy was already curled up in a corner, whimpering. A rescue mission, they'd better get some prize for this!
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Post by HaLOS on Jul 1, 2016 14:45:53 GMT -7
It seems that the Cat boy managed to drawn in more intruders into the area: a wolf-dragon hybrid, the weird paint blob thing from its previous encounter, and a weird mask guy walking on the air. Other than that, the cats were able to talk to their strange master, and it seems that they’re trying to find a way to get inside the cockpit of the plane. Using the security camera inside this plane, HaLOS can see the swarm of cats gathering around the front of the plane, looking for any sign of an opening.
Zooming in on Combe’s positioning himself at the back of the plane in a state of panic, HaLOS calculated the best method to get rid of these pests without bringing too much harm on the package, at the same time halting the cats’ progress to get in the cockpit. Looking outside with the airport’s security cameras, HaLOS guide the moving plane through the runway as the baggage cart tried their best to get out of the runaway plane.
This type of behavior isn’t really surprising anymore; Pandaemoniums are always has the tendency to overstay their welcome. All HaLOS need to do is show them it mean business when it give them a warning before.
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Post by PANOPTICON Ver. 3.023 on Jul 1, 2016 16:26:14 GMT -7
   PANOPTICON Ver. 3.023 analyzing combat data... --- Accumulation (Summoning) by Big Martin against Accumulation (Information) results in SUCCESS, +10% combat advantage Aggression (Destruction) by HaLOS against Big Martin results in SUCCESS, +30% combat advantage Aggression (Subdual) by Limen against Big Martin results in SUCCESS, +30% combat advantage Aggression (Destruction) by Lobisomem against Sanduleak results in PARTIAL success due to suppression by the target's lesser immunity, +15% combat advantage --- Current conditions: Big Martin inkblot and Sanduleak have immunity against Accumulation (Information) granted by the Accumulation (Summoning) Big Martin used Current advantage: HaLOS Limen and Lobisomem have 75% Big Martin inkblot and Sanduleak have 10% Current openings: HaLOS may INJURE Big Martin at a cost of 20% combat advantage, reducing all his power and immunity levels to 0 for the purpose of suppression and action order for the rest of the fight. Limen may BANISH Big Martin at a cost of 50% combat advantage, immediately removing him from the fight. Click here to send in your next round's actions!) |
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Post by Big Martin on Jul 2, 2016 11:50:59 GMT -7
He'd been expecting a fight. Big Martin's name had reached some unwelcoming ears around the city after his previous exploits, and there was no way he'd get away with something this big without any opposition. The prospect had excited him rather than concerned him. He and his cats knew how to fight, and could easily take on another super, maybe even two.
But at this moment, there were no less than five other powered individuals on the scene, and not a single one of them seemed to be on his side. Three of them were actively hindering his plans, and the other two had yet to leap into the fray- but would likely turn against him when they saw how the battle was going. Eager as he was to scrap, Big Martin recognized an impossible situation when he saw one.
Boys and girls, we're outnumbered and outgunned on all fronts. I'm afraid we're not strong enough to take on this many yet- so I'm calling a tactical retreat. Execute escape plan C! Bruce, I'm counting on you!
A cats piled up on top of each other in a furry mass, forming a wall between Big Martin and his enemies as he dashed towards the tail of the plane. The electronics were under hostile control- but emergency exits relied on simple devices, designed to be used even if the entire aircraft was failing, and one could not hack into such simple mechanisms. With a quick pull of a lever, Martin opened the nearest one, and jumped out of the moving plane.
Though this daring leap got him out, it would have left him on the ground and seriously injured- had he not had help. But even while the master of cats was making his escape, a tiger had been charging onto the scene. Now, as Big Martin leaped from the aircraft, he landed safely on the back of the massive beast, which promptly bounded away at top speed. A swarm of cats followed, offering cover and hindering the passage of anyone who might try to pursue.
The supers on the scene still had a situation to get under control, but they would do so unopposed. Big Martin was gone.
(Abandoning scheme. Will submit no further actions.)
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Post by Lobisomem on Jul 3, 2016 9:15:35 GMT -7
Lobisomem's eyes widened as the attacks went way better than they expected, the cat guy was even running away now!
They ducked inside the plane, smiling evilly as the advanced on the other enemies.
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Post by HaLOS on Jul 3, 2016 13:29:10 GMT -7
HaLOS looked around the plane and the area around it: the wing is currently on fire and taking heavy damage from the 747’s collision with its wing, and the cat swarms are beginning to run away. HaLOS’ plan work as it expected; clearly the Cat boy realized he’s bitten off more than he can chew, and was smart enough to run away now before it can do even more harm to his beloved cats.
With Cat boy out of the way, HaLOS turned its attention to the group of Pandaemonium and the wolf creature:
“You all have thirty second to leave this area immediately, or the next plane charging at you all won’t be just to strike the wing of this plane.”
As it said, the other plane it got control over began to turn around. The passengers inside that 747 screamed in horror as the already burning plane make a huge U-turn. The pilot and co-pilot on that plane can already see what they’re facing, and are desperately trying to gain back control while giving a distress signal to the control tower, but to no avail.
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