RPG- Superhumans 2: Anarchy (Page 5 of 18)

Shift put his car into a spin. He was about a block from the cafe, but he did not want to risk any damage to his Firebird. He sprinted to the Cafe and jumped through the wall. He pulled his scimitar (which he had grabbed on the way out) from his back. "Heeeeeres Johny!" He yelled quickly shifting as a razor blade flew at him. Jack kicked Alastor away, and looked around quickly "Johny?! Where?? For the love of God, Jack stop drinking coffee and WORK ON YOUR BOOK! Really, these authors are just so hard to deal with. Always wanting breaks when they haven't even finished a chapter! I mean, if It wasn't for money they probably would never type a single word!"

"Woah.  Deja Vu.  I feel as if I have been here before."

"Tut, tut Jack.  Always into the fights."

"What can I say?  Now would you mind letting me down?"

"No.  Because you'll probably go and attack him."

"Good point.  I'll stay."

Haze caught Gerrrx with her telekinesis so that he could no longer fly, "Not so hasty, my friend. Now then how about we talk like civilised people?"

Alastor shot a bolt of lightening at Chraze which was pretty much harmless to Chromium's metal outer. "Really please don't waste your time."

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Blur sat rather impatiently tapping his fingers on the table top. "Oh forget this," Blur growled as he stepped towards the door. It was solidly locked, but that was not a problem for Blur. He concentrated for a moment and then his body faded into a mist and floated beneath the door space.

He floated out to hear voices. Blur subtly hovered closer to listen. It seemed that Vandal, Frost and Shift were discussing a crime they needed to attend. Blur followed them out as they loaded up in Shift's car. Blur moved higher into the sky to track them. He quickly saw the scene and swooped in.

A young scaled woman was in a frenzy and he immediately materialised behind her and grabbed her to move her from the immediate danger. She whimpered and turned on him but he merely put his finger to his lips and she quietened.

Vandal, Frost and Shift got out of their car to back up Chromium, Blur blinked as he realised that Chromium was in the form of Haze. "What the?" he whispered in confusion.

At that moment Alastor shot a bolt of lightening at Shift.

Seth was confused. He'd followed the mysterious charger out to the middle of nowhere. Then it had stopped.

<Just what is it you plan to do here, man?...> He asked himself. He didn't dare get much closer. He had absolutely no idea why he was here. He cursed himself for being so stupid. These were obviously shady dealings he'd walked in on, and had no intention of getting himself killed. Then and there he made up his mind, turning around and heading back the way he'd come.

A woman's voice came out of the car, stopping him, "Wait..."

((You know what?  I'll go along with this.))

"See that Haze?  Little razor man has broken free.  Can you let me teach him a lesson?"

"Fine.  Have fun."

Jack felt his body go limp and he landed on the ground.  The man charged up to him screaming and yelling.  Jack calmly parried his street style punches.  Jack grabbed a lazy arm and threw him across the room.  He screamed again at came at Jack. 

"Bad guy meet foot.  Foot meet face."  Jack delivered his foot to the guys face who stumbled back stunned.  Blood starting streaming out his nose.

"Man I could do this all day.  Too bad I don't have the time."

Jack let his memory do the work.  He punched Gerrrx in the stomach who doubled over. 

"Just don't hurl.  These are new shoes."

Jack brought his elbow down on Gerrrx' neck knocking him out.  He flopped to the floor. 

"I should win an award for that.  Didn't even break a sweat.  That's 100% manly there."

"Well, okay, as much as Gerrrx deserved that," Alastor snapped at his captors, being held inanimate in the air. "Would you mind letting me go? Maybe? I'm sure you want to, deep down inside. You want to let me go so you can hunt me again. Or aybe yo ujsut want to let me go because you find yourself unbelievably attracted to my cavalier charm."

"Don't flatter yourself." The metal female super replied cordially.

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Mr. Anasazi and Jericho pulled in in front of the Mission City Museum of History.

"alright, Jericho, we'll be lucky if they haven't discovered the old digs. Lt's go get what you came here for." Mr. Anasazi said to his partner as he climbed out of Eleanor.

((Oh and Mandal, by all means bring back drakeus. It's nice to have some recurring baddies. Although, if you don't mind, crank down his power level just a smidgen.))

Alastor noticed as another goody-goody rose out of the floor with a burn mark on his chest.

"Hey there, bunky!" Alastor called out to the wounded hero. "Did I getcha? Yeah those things are a pain in the @$$ ,aren't they! But don't yo uworry, I'm capable of a lot worse! A whole lot worse! Bwaha!"

"Shut up!" Chraze yelled, chastising Alastor. "You talk more than Jack, if that's even possible..."

"It isn't. Trust me. This guy in Guatamala tried once, he challenged me to a talk-off, so there we were in the juice club, one-on-one, mano-et-mano..." Jack began to prattle on as Chraze consdiered what to do with Alastor.

Burnout's vision came back to him, and he stood up, albeit in a slight daze.  The visions of the titans dueling had thrown him off, to be sure.  And now the heroes were standing, with the electrical guy immobile.

"ugh.  So.  What'd I miss?"

The others shook their heads, and returned to interrogating the villain.  Burnout cracked his neck, and joined up with them, ignoring the hunger pangs that echoed throughout his empty stomach.  (he burns through food faster than humans too; its his metabolism, you know)

"So, Mr. Run-around-and-shoot-lightning-bolts-at-random-people, whaddaya say you answer some questions, and you might be able to get away with a lifetime prison term."

"Look.  I'd love to stay and talk.  No really I would.  I love talking.  But I have other things to do.  If you need me I'll be back at base."

Jack turned and headed out the main door.  He felt Chink come up behind him.

"Thanks for saving my life back there."

"Eh?  Oh right.  It's no biggie.  You'll get used to fighting.  Eventually.  Took me awhile.  Would you believe I was a scrawny little kid?  I used to get picked on a lot.  Or maybe I was picking on others...  Doesn't matter.  Anyway it's no prbolem."

(( Sorry guys for not posting sooner... on the computer i was using the internet went to poopie town and I swear on my Beskar'gam that I'll post later today. THANKS!))

Haze had decided to tentatively let all the supers loose. She wasn't particularly keen on it but holding them from fighting each other didn't seem to be achieving much. Besides some of them seemed pretty able to continue using their powers. Chraze looked at Frost, perhaps it would have been better to make ice cubes of Alastor and Gerrrx.

((Sorry for the short post, gotta go))