Topic: RPG-Superhumans

Jack continued with the attacks.  He charged one up again, even more than he could before.  It again hit Drakeus but he saw it coming and rebounded it.  Jack barely managed to dodge it.  Seeing Noxious enter Jack stopped.  Noxious shot his spikes at Drakeus, but the demon only roared and tore out the needles.

"Hmm I wonder..."  Jack grabbed his sword.  He concentrated and was rewarded.  His sword glowed with a light.

"Oooh hey everyone check out my candlestick!  A very deadly candlestick.  I'd say it falls in the same category as powdered swords."

Jack raised his sword and attacked Drakeus.  Drakeus parried and brought down his sword in a crushing overhead blow.  But Jack through up his own sword but Drakeus was strong.  Jack found himself on his knees and felt the adrenaline coursing through his blood as his strength entered him.  He managed to get to his feet.  He quickly rolled to the side and Drakeus' blade crashed to the floor.  Drakeus was about to attack again when the flailing Ronin fell from the sky landing on Drakeus knocking him to the ground.  Jack brought his sword down in Drakeus back. The sword crackled as it cut through flesh.

"Gotta love falling minjas."  ((not a typo))

((Let me know if you don't like it.))

((Yeah...Please Don't. I'll dodge the sword, but in the middle of the dodge have Ronin fall on me or something.))

((Are you speaking on behalf of Mandal?))

(Mandal is posting/typing, give him a second.)

((I was thinking the meld, but hey if you want to do something more creative so be it ;) ))

Chromium grasped Haze's hand and his silver body melded with and covered hers. Her eyes became pure light and she had the powers of Chromium.

(Do as you please)

(ok, longer then a second.)

Drakeus feel to his knees from the sheer pain, and damage he had taken. Drakeus vision begain to blur...his hold on this world was begining to fade. Drakeus roared in a demonic tounge: "I WILL NOT GO BACK TO HELL, MY WORK IS NOT DONE!!!" Drakeus stood just as Flames gouts of PlasmaFire hit him liquefying two holes in him. Drakeus looked down at his chest and, yelled in rage and back slaped Jack away from him. Drakeus hurled hellfire, and energy bombs in a mad frenzy, not caring what he hit. The other supers ran for cover, trying to get away from the mad blasts. One of the bombs flew and hit the base of a pillar sending it toppling down onto Haze. (you can choose to live) Flame, who had the best chance of surviving the slavvo of hellfire, dodged through the storm of fire, and energy. As soon as he got into range, Flame lept onto Drakeus' shoulders and poured all the fire he had inside him, into Drakeus' very essence. Drakeus' let loose a bloodcurdiling scream that broke Flames ear drums. Blood pouring from his ears Flame lost his grip on the Wraiths shoulders. Drakeus took advantage of this and brought both of his blades up in to Flames back, going straight through his back, and out his chest. And (Drakeus hoped) pierced his heart. Flame fell from Drakeus shoulders and lay unmoving on the floor, then as Drakeus prepared the final blow...Drakeus paused unexpectedly, as a shaft of light came through the back of his head, shattering his mask. Then as Drakeus sank to his knees convulsing, Jack could be seen, proudly waving his sword. Then a portal opened up to the gates of Hell itsself blackening everything in the room and sucking in debree. It begain to draw in Drakeus convulsing body, but as the demon realized what was happening, he clawed at the floor. But in vain. Drakeus slowly but surely went to the gates of Hell. As Drakeus was brought to mouth of the gates, a voice could be heard. One that noone who heard it, would ever froget.: "You have failed me my servant! For this YOU yourself will burn in the very hellfire, that you have sent countless other beings into!" Then the Gate to Hell closed, with Drakeus behind them. And as the portal closed, a distant scream could be heard echoing. Then all was silent.

Haze rose from the wreckage that had collapsed on top of her. Chromium had covered her just in time to saver her from being oblitherated. He slithered off of her and regained his shape.

"Are you alright?" He said to her

"Yes im fine...thank you Tan-...Chromium." She said with a smile, yet it faded as the two turned to look at the scorch mark on the floor where Drakeus had been banished.

"I think we can be sure he is not going to return." Chromium said aloud. Then he saw Flame's crippled body and flew over to him.

He inspected his wounds and covered them with the silver liquid. Haze cam up behind him.

"Will he make it?" she asked

Chromium did not answer, for he did not know.

(Its up to you adeptus)

Jericho walked back over to where the others were and looked at the charred floor. "I told you Hell was a real place."

((lol))

As Jack celebrated he noticed Flame dieing on the floor.  He quickly ran over to him.  Blood was pouring out wounds in his chest. 

Jack watched as Chromium put his silver liquid on the wounds.

"I need to help!  What do I do!"

Desdemona spoke to him.  Jack.  Put your hands on him.  I can help you transfer some of your power.

"Right."  Jack placed his hands on Flame's chest.  He immediately felt as if some of himself was leaving through his arms.  Flame's breathing evened out.

"Now we can only hope the blades didn't pierce his heart."

It was cold....everything was quiet. It had been loud at first but now there was quiet. The thing was gone. Someone was close. He thought he knew who it was. Something, cold on his chest, where it hurt. He didnt know who it was, he couldent feel them. A feeling, a sharp pain, a slight pull. The cold began to recede.

Flame's eyes opened, and he sat up, "...the hell just happend?" he asked, not realy remembering getting stabbed.

(i couldent kill him :()

Amid the chaos of heir conflict, Darklight and Voidhunter saw a flash of red in the sky, and a great form sail past.  Darklight recognized it as Drakeus.  Befre they could do anything more, another hole appeared in the air, and he was sucked through.  He must be dead then.  No longer caring about the mortal world, the two resumed their endless duel.

Chromium eased Flame to his feet and Flame breathed easier. He would be fine.

Haze, Chromium, Desdemona, Jack, Jericho, Frost, and the crippled Ronin stood in a circle around the scorch mark. There was a brief moment of silence.

"Well, congratulations are in order...we just slayed a demon." Chromium told everyone.

"Will he be back this time?" 

Desdemona answered, "I don't think so.  No one back out where he went."

"So uh... Party at Chromium's place?"

((By the way MA.  I really liked how you described the limbo Void and Dark are in.  It's really cool how Drakeus passed in and out.))

((that was fun, lets do it again sometime!))

((Thank you Sev. This RPG was definitely fun!  I think, though, that it has come to an end.  A few more strings to tie up, and we're good, I believe))

"So I guess this is a truce?" Jericho looked at everyone and asked.

((And Jericho didn't lose a hand))

Flame noded, looking over at every one, some of which would have killed him days before.

((What about the party?  :P))

(PARTY!!!!!!!!! WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO*passes out from lack of oxygen*

(dont know, ask Valthonin))

((Hey Val, like the congratulations thing, but you forgot Frost in the little happy circle, lol))

"Alright, cool dudes. So we're all buds now, eh. Righteous... PARTY!!!" Frost exclaimed happily, already beginning on ice sculptures...

(Dude...SO sorry, i was gonna ask if i forgot anyone but I forgot...edited.)

"Ehm...my place?" Chromium asked skeptically. "I currently live in the bell tower of an abandoned cathedral...hardly the place for a party i'm afraid." Chromium said laughing softly

((No problem, man. I know it's been said before, but with this many characters... CONFUSING!!! lol))

"Ronin's got a nice place."

((This RPG was so freakin' awsome.))

Flame looked around, these were people who had helped him. But some of them were also,and unfortunately would always be enemies. He did all that was left to do. He noded to them, Chromium first, Haze next, Jack, Desdemona, Ronin, Jericho, and finaly Frost, then he turned, and walked away.

(hey, if anyone wants to say something hes not speed walking)

((this sucks, 38 pages and barely an ounce of character development on Flame *hint hint nudge nudge*))

((Ouch!  If my characters were in contact with yours more often, they'd have talked to him on his past.  But my guys were like, their own sub-plot, and they didn't mingle with too many people.  Which was kinda what I was trying to avoid, but I failed at that.  Sorry Adeptus))

"Ho there Flame," Chromium said to Flame sternly. Flame stopped and looked back at Chromium.

"I hoped you would join us at Ronin's." He told Flame. But then he looked at Ronin, who had no legs.

"Well, you cant party in that condition can you Ronin?" Chromium said. he bent over Ronin and extended a hand over each missing leg. Silver metal liquid flowed from his hands and formed a leg replacement for both legs. Ronin stared in shock and awe and stood up cautiously.

"Very well Ronin, your place?" He asked as he extended his arm to Haze and she took it.

Flame thought to himself. He had almost died twice tonight, why not? He turned back, and decied to go.

(TO TEH PARTEH!!!....tommorow for me atleast)

Haze took Chromium's arm. "Now then do you have some good food at your place, Ronin? I'm famished."

((Woot 38 pages, that's gotta be a record :D ))

Desdemona finally parted herself from Jack and although there was celebrating going on she couldn't be happy. Her emotions were gone. Void had gone to a different realm so now she could not complete her quota. She looked at Jack, "I have to go now."

"What, don't you become human now? Void's gone." Jack said as the smile started to fade from his face.

Desdemona shook her head. My job was to send him to the underworld. He has gone to another realm without my assistance."

Jack was desperate.  "So he's not dead?"

"No he's in a limbo state of sorts."

"Is there a way to get there?  Anything I can do?"

Desdemona shook her head, "If I went there I couldn't come back."

She took a step closer to Jack, "There's the possibility that I could ask to have Void switched to someone else so I can complete my quota, but it doesn't mean that they will die straight away."

Ronin stood up, wobbling a bit to get used to his new legs. They functione, sure, but htye weren't his. He'd prbably build his won substitues when he returned to his lair--er, base. Seemed Ronin was in the hero business. He had to admit, he had partly enjoyed putting the heart on those bad guys.

"Alright, buds, let's get going. I think TBS is showing The Crucible tonight and we can still make it if we book it. Those who flew took to the skies, and those who could not piled into Jericho's car,except Desdemona and Jack, who were talking off to the side.

"Hey, guys? You comin' or what?"

Haze stepped into Chromium's embrace as they shot into the sky. As they flew together they noticed that the Police were still rounding up supers. "What can we do to clear our names?" Haze wondered.

"Perhaps the body of Harry will explain things enough." Chromium suggested.

Haze shook her head. "I think the Police are out for blood, especially with the death of their own."

Suddenly a hail of bullets came their way as if to confirm what they'd just said. Chromium immediately covered Haze.

They think you're a criminal. Haze voiced to him, Harry has set up almost everyone!

((Can't finish that easy :D - do I sense a sequel coming on...))

((Well...we'll have to wait and see...))

Flame had decided to walk, he knew how to get there, and he didnt want to be in a car full of supers when the cops were hunting them. He did his best to stay hidden, keeping to the rooftops when he could. He looked over, at a large building, he thought he saw a flash. Strange. He stopped for a moment. A helecopter was flying off in the distance. Still hunting the 'Freaks'? Flame thought. A truck rumbled past. The helecopter sounded closer. Flame looked back at the rooftop, slightly nervous. A muzzle flash revealed the roof for a fraction of a second. A bullet hit the gravel on the roof Flame was on. A light flashed on, being held on Flame by the chopper. Flame ran, already planning the series of loops he would take, hoping to lose the police, then make it to Ronin's.

"Damn." Chromium said. He covered Haze and took any bullets that got close. He sped up and kept heading towards Ronin's.

"How can we clear our names?" Chromium asked Haze

(I was hoping that someone would make a sequel...looks like I cant kill Flame now :D
P.S.Yay!))

((If there is a sequel, I'm bringing in another hero that I had invented previously; let DL and Void duke it out in that other plane; they can wait for a while yet.))

((Let's wrap this one up first.))

((Roger.  But, erm, Noxious is gonna lie low, obviously, and my others are off in their own dimension, so I think I'm done for this one for now.))

((Kay. I'm just waiting for the whole Jack/Desdemona bit to tye up before I put a lid on this whole shebang.))

((*Cough*Sev*Cough*Net*Cough*That's your cue*Cough*))

((You okay?  You sound a bit sick.))

Desdemona looked at Jack and saw the desperation on his face. “I will need to go, I’ll return to you when I can. It may take some time to negotiate something.”

“Promise me you’ll come back,” Jack said as he took her hands in his.

Desdemona looked at their linked hands, “I will Jack.” She move towards him and gave him a kiss goodbye and hoped it wouldn’t be forever. “I will return if I can.” She told then disappeared into a mist.

((There you go. If there's a sequel she'll return.))

(you know...its not that suprising that we have 38 pages, when all we do is OOC posts :P )

Flame ran, he was breathing heavily, the light from the chopper turning everything's outline harsh and ragged. He heard a whistling tearing sound as a tracer round streaked past his head. Pain flashed on his side, a bullet had grazed him. That caused him to stumble slightly, he regained his footing, barely. He turned slightly, still running, and threw fire back at the police persuing him. He ducked into a alley way, and folowed it. He reached the museum with police sirens sounding in the distance. He had lost them.

Everyone had returned to Ronin’s  base, prepared to rejoice and relax after all the bedlam of late. Music was played, delicious food and fine wine were served, and there was much rejoicing.

Flame and Sunburn, seeming to have struck up a friendship, stood in one corner, having another battle-of-the-mini-flame-people. Flame seemed to have conjured a flaming dragon to combat Sunburn’s army of little flame-knights.  Jack sat on a barstool, his thoughts as far away as the woman he loved.

Ronin tapped his glass with a fork.

“Ahem…” He cleared his throat. “I propose a toast. To all the fun we’ve had together, and all the madness we’ve survived.”

“Amen.” Jericho said before downing his glass.

“To Darklight.” Jack added.

“To Darklight.” Sunburn repeated, suddenly very solemn.

“To Starbright.” Haze added.

The entire cabal of supers agreed. “To Starbright.”

“To love.” Chromium voiced, his deep basso echoing inside the base, gazing into Haze’s eyes. Jack’s shoulders fell.

Frost took a seat next to Vandal. “hey, Vandal, mind if I, uh, sit here.”

“…Why not.” Vandal said, much to Frost’s surprise.

((Bonus Director's Cut material follows:))

“So, uhhhh, that was fun, eh?” Frost said, kinda nervously, approaching Vandal.

“Um, yeah, sure. You have a twisted sense of fun, ya know?”

“I know, but life’s better like that, dude. Sometimes you just gotta hang loose. Heh, you just gotta chill… Sorry, I can’t resist.” Frost shrugged.

“Ya know, you’re not so bad for such a cold-hearted guy.”

“Ha! See, I told you. Bad puns are inevitable.”

The beginnings of a smile appeared on Vandal’s face. “You want a drink?” Frost asked her, “Lemme get ya one.”

“Yeah, sure. Um, apricot brandy… on the rocks.”

Frost grinned, popping ice cubes out of thin air into a glass he pulled off a shelf from the bar. Grabbing a bottle, he poured the glass, then another one for himself. “For you, mademoiselle. Heh, I like French. Anyways, to us!” He toasted, “We make a pretty good team.”

“That we do. To us!” They clinked the glasses together, and each took a drink, happy and content.

“We still have a slight problem.” Sunburn said, pointing to a TV that showed all the heroes still wanted for arrest. “We’re all criminals.”

“Well, we were a pretty good team, I’m sure if we work together we can clear our names.” Haze suggested.

“Not a bad idea.” Jack added, liking where this was going.

“Well? Are we all in accordance? Should we all join forces?” Chromium said, asking the question on everyone’s mind.

“Yes.” Haze chirped.

“Heck yeah.” Frost added.

“Sure.” Sunburn said.

“Fine.” Vandal grumbled.

“Allriiiiiiight!” Jack whooped.

“Well Okay then.” Chromium said, nodding his head contentedly. It felt good to be part of a team, especially with such powerful and trustworthy allies. He looked around at each of their confident and happy faces, sure that their combine power could clear their good names. Except...

Chromium looked around. Ronin was gone. As was Jericho. In fact, Flame couldn’t be found either.

“Where…?”

"This ain't good." Sunburn whirled his head around the base.

"Guess they couldn't resist the bad side." Vandal concluded.

"Should we go looking?" Jack asked.

"..." Chromium thought about it. "Nah. They've helped us plenty. If they want to be left alone, I can hardl blame them. Besides we've got plenty more work to do just clearing our names....but I can't think of anyone else I'd rather do it with than you guys."

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Atop the roof of the museum, Flame stood like a stoic statue of solidarity. A “freak” like him would bring nothing but madness and chaos to the assemblage of friends gathered around below. Flame jumped down to the street below. Time to relocate and start anew, as much as a lizard man like himself could.

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Elsewhere, Jericho and Ronin sped away in Jericho’s car, eager to get as much distance between themselves and Mission City as possible.

“Can’t believe they didn’t see us skip out.” Jericho said.

“Eh, they’ll realize soon enough.”  Ronin replied, picking up a toolbox to start building some more natural replacement legs.

“It was fun while it lasted.”

“That it was, Jer. That it was."

"So what now, boss man?"

"We do what we always do, Jeri. We relocate, we start fresh, we lead a life of debauchery and crime...and we improvise."

"Wouldn't have it any other way." Jericho concurred, putting fresh clips in his desert eagles.

The two friends sped away in the back of the car, leaving their old lives behind, and moving onward into the brand new day of tomorrow.

THE END

((Don't woory continuity huggers, I've worked this out with the neccessary parties.))

((Woot, yay we made it to the end!

Well done everybody! :D))

(As much as I want to let yours be the very last post, i cant. You will see Flame around.....maby... Hes still in the city i hope and if theres a sequel I'm using him. ))

((If the sequel takes place in another city, well, I might catch up real quick with you guys there ;) ))