Holding Out For A Hero: An Original Superhero Quest
- Thread starter Agent 99
- Start date
- Original Superhero
- Location
- Head in the clouds
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"Kachuusha! Move!" You shout.
She turns to your direction, and a second later, she teleports out of the way. Before the light has even faded, a storm of 30mm bullets shoot from the hanger, slicing through the hanger doors like they were paper. They pass over Junior, and cut through where Kachuusha just was. Then they keep going, through the field, into a house in the distance. You don't see exactly what happened, but you see a few lights from the faraway houses in the path of the bullets go out.
Meanwhile, Cutter reforms his pole into a single bladed axe. He pushes off with one foot, then leaps at you, swinging the axe at your head. "Die you shit!" He screams before he brings the axe blade down on you.
You're about to get out of the way when you feel yourself getting Pulled. You feel like you've been turned into a liquid and going through a silly straw. When you're spat out, you take a second to orient yourself, and you're just a few dozen feet from where you were before. Cutter looks around, eyes darting around before finally settling on you.
"Think you can handle this?" Kachuusha asks.
"Yeah, I got it" You say. Cutter looks half dead. Adrenaline is probably the only thing keeping him vertical. Well, adrenaline and spite. He looks at you with hate and heads towards you with all of the speed he can muster.
"Alright, good on you." She says.
With a flash, she's gone, and you barely get out of the way of Cutter's slashes. He tries to morph his weapon into longer and longer blades to close the distance you're putting between the two of you, but he's getting tired, sloppy. In the distance, you see Kachuusha fighting Junior. Apparently, being right below a volley of high caliber bullets didn't do his coordination any favors, and Morphic looks to be finishing off the last of the mooks, the rest are either down or running.
But back to your fight, you want to finish this fight now. As Cutter readies for another attack, You summon a lightning bolt above him, and it hits his weapon as he swings it upwards to cleave you in two. Cutter shouts out as he's electrocuted, but he can't let go of the makeshift lightning rod, until the spell is over, and the man collapses to the ground. He smells unsettling like bacon as he lies there, the rise and fall of his chest the only thing indicating he's still alive. You slide his weapon away from him as he tries to grasp it.
"You... shit. You think you're tough?" He says through gritted teeth before spitting on you, which lands on your boot. "Ordinence is gonna find you. After busting up this deal, she's gonna find you, and fucking kill you." He says between ragged breaths. "You don't wanna know what kinda shit she's cooked up for "heroes" like you..."
[] Finish him off.
[] Give him a knock on the head to make sure he's out.
[] Try to stabilize him until the cops come.
[] Leave him as is. He isn't a threat
[] Write in
She turns to your direction, and a second later, she teleports out of the way. Before the light has even faded, a storm of 30mm bullets shoot from the hanger, slicing through the hanger doors like they were paper. They pass over Junior, and cut through where Kachuusha just was. Then they keep going, through the field, into a house in the distance. You don't see exactly what happened, but you see a few lights from the faraway houses in the path of the bullets go out.
Meanwhile, Cutter reforms his pole into a single bladed axe. He pushes off with one foot, then leaps at you, swinging the axe at your head. "Die you shit!" He screams before he brings the axe blade down on you.
You're about to get out of the way when you feel yourself getting Pulled. You feel like you've been turned into a liquid and going through a silly straw. When you're spat out, you take a second to orient yourself, and you're just a few dozen feet from where you were before. Cutter looks around, eyes darting around before finally settling on you.
"Think you can handle this?" Kachuusha asks.
"Yeah, I got it" You say. Cutter looks half dead. Adrenaline is probably the only thing keeping him vertical. Well, adrenaline and spite. He looks at you with hate and heads towards you with all of the speed he can muster.
"Alright, good on you." She says.
With a flash, she's gone, and you barely get out of the way of Cutter's slashes. He tries to morph his weapon into longer and longer blades to close the distance you're putting between the two of you, but he's getting tired, sloppy. In the distance, you see Kachuusha fighting Junior. Apparently, being right below a volley of high caliber bullets didn't do his coordination any favors, and Morphic looks to be finishing off the last of the mooks, the rest are either down or running.
But back to your fight, you want to finish this fight now. As Cutter readies for another attack, You summon a lightning bolt above him, and it hits his weapon as he swings it upwards to cleave you in two. Cutter shouts out as he's electrocuted, but he can't let go of the makeshift lightning rod, until the spell is over, and the man collapses to the ground. He smells unsettling like bacon as he lies there, the rise and fall of his chest the only thing indicating he's still alive. You slide his weapon away from him as he tries to grasp it.
"You... shit. You think you're tough?" He says through gritted teeth before spitting on you, which lands on your boot. "Ordinence is gonna find you. After busting up this deal, she's gonna find you, and fucking kill you." He says between ragged breaths. "You don't wanna know what kinda shit she's cooked up for "heroes" like you..."
[] Finish him off.
[] Give him a knock on the head to make sure he's out.
[] Try to stabilize him until the cops come.
[] Leave him as is. He isn't a threat
[] Write in
Chronobreak
Chara Appreciator
- Location
- Chicago
- Pronouns
- He/Him
[X] Give him a knock on the head to make sure he's out.
- Location
- Head in the clouds
Any thoughts about whether we can actually do anything to help here?
- Location
- Southampton, Great Britain
- Pronouns
- He/Him
[X] Give him a knock on the head to make sure he's out.
I can't think of anything and even if I could, it would have to wait until our business here is done.
I can't think of anything and even if I could, it would have to wait until our business here is done.
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Barondoctor
The things I chase come to me.
- Location
- The other side of the mirror
- Pronouns
- He/His/Him
[X] Give him a knock on the head to make sure he's out.
Not much to do now. Kinda the risk he runs. If we clean up quickly we might be able to stabilize him but there's a lot more folk who die if the criminals succeed, as evidenced by the 30mm gun going into a house.
So we stop them. Real quick.
Not much to do now. Kinda the risk he runs. If we clean up quickly we might be able to stabilize him but there's a lot more folk who die if the criminals succeed, as evidenced by the 30mm gun going into a house.
So we stop them. Real quick.
- Location
- Head in the clouds
[X] Give him a knock on the head to make sure he's out.
Barondoctor
The things I chase come to me.
- Location
- The other side of the mirror
- Pronouns
- He/His/Him
At what point do we start hitting "I've seen some stuff. You're not even top 10" for fright checks?
After this as a matter of fact. Seeing half of... well, I'm going to finish writing this first. But you're going to gain 1 rank of Fearless after this.
Falling Apart
While you were knocking Cutter out, Morphic was near the hanger. The specialist that Cutter had brought had spent most of the battle hiding, trying not to draw the ire of anyone in the brawl. He had stuck to the shadows, inching his way to the hanger. And when he saw that the fight wasn't going his boss' way, he made a break for the plane, with Morphic on his tail. Morphic changes into his stone form, breaking through the already burning section of hanger. You barely see one of the camerapeople hop through the hole Morphic made.
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As Morphic smashed through the wall, he took a look around the hanger and saw their prize. The jet was huge, larger than any he had ever seen. Superficially, it resembled other military jets that the USAF had developed over the years. It still had the markings and numbers marking it as a military aircraft.
He also saw the Specialist, with a suprising amount skill, the specialist hoped into the cockpit and sealed it shut. But instead of trying to turn on the plane, he starts to cast a spell. He, and you, can feel a buildup of magical energy from the hanger. By now, Morphic climbed onto the jet and, still in rock form, tapped on the glass covering the cockpit.
"You ain't getting out of this, kid. Just step out, and you ain't gonna get hurt." He says. The specialist shouts an expiative at Morphic.
Morphic shrugs and tries to pry the glass off to no avail. After a second, the specialist holds out both hands, which start glowing. This time, the jet then glows a bright white and a device inside the jet starts making a loud sound, a high pitched sound that resembles someone unzipping a pig. "I'll see you in Tahiti, cocksucker!" He shouts with manic glee as the sound gets louder. Morpgic's body breaks apart, turning back into sand and flying away from the plane.
Which is when you make your own hole in the wall, and see the jet, and feel so much magical energy radiating off of it that you can barely keep your eyes open. Just then, there's an explosion of a bright white light where the jet is, and the jet is gone. The energy it was emitting, gone. All five of you, a second cameraperson followed you inside, are just staring at the empty space, the only sound being the wind outside.
"What in the world... the plane just teleport?" You ask.
"It looks like it." Kachuusha says. She sounds... lost. Defeated. "I... I... guess we couldn't stop them" She says.
"It was my fauly. I should've stopped 'em" Morphic said sulkily.
"Hey, none of us could've predicted that the plane could've teleported." You say. "It's some Area 51 kind of thing."
"Well... we should probibly get out of here before the cops come." Morphic says. You nod. You've managed to beat some bad guys, sure, but the reason you're here, the jet, is gone. And you don't know where it is. You don't feel any other sources of magic, so it isn't around here. A cold pit forms in your stomach as the three of you start walking outside. The fire is starting to spread and you don't want to get stuck inside. The cameraman, M, you think he's called, gives you a sympathetic look. You nod at him before feeling Kachuusha lightly elbow you on the shoulder, and you look forward.
As you look into the night sky, you see flashing red and blue lights in the distance. Maybe police or firefighters. You can't tell.
"Well I guess we should be getting out of here." Kachuusha says. "I don't think we're gonna be posting this to-"
You feel a blip of magic above you and look up. A bright flash of light appears and when it fades, you see approximately half of a cockpit falling to earth above you.
"Outta the way!" You shout, pushing Kachuusha and Morphic back. You get back just in time as the cockpit hits the ground hard, kicking up dust. As the dust clears, you see that the section of cockpit has been cut through clean, as if there was no resistance from the metal, plastic, or whatever else is in the jet. The Specialist, or rather the left half of him, lies dead in the front seat. Whatever cut through the plane cut through him as well. The half of face he has left is frozen in a scream, his eye is bulging out of his head as if threatening to pop out any second. Dark red blood starts pouring from his body, pooling around him. Then, half of a brain falls out of his skull and onto the ground in front of you.
"Oh God..." You say as you look at the cockpit, at the man inside. You don't know what the fuck that was. You don't know what the fuck he did, or the plane did, or what the fuck even happened. You feel your dinner rise up in your throat, but you take a deep breath and push it back down.
"Wow..." Kachuusha says as she takes a step back from the grizzly scene. "I guess we know why it was a prototype" She says. She says it with a practiced confidence that sounds like a quip, though from her expression, she looks shaken.
Morphic just stares forward, looking at the dead body. Not blinking, just staring with an open mouth, terrified.
"Morphic?" Kachiisha says. He doesn't move. He looks frozen.
"Morphic" You say, forcefully. "We need to go. Now." At this point, another flash of light appears. This one further down the runway. An engine, once again, cleanly separated from the plane falls to the ground, landing with a crash, destroying it. Another flash, this one behind you above the hanger itself, and part of the wing falls down, breaking though the roof. Another flash half a mile away, and part of the plane, falls to earth.
[] What...
[] The...
[] Fuck...
[] Write in.
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As Morphic smashed through the wall, he took a look around the hanger and saw their prize. The jet was huge, larger than any he had ever seen. Superficially, it resembled other military jets that the USAF had developed over the years. It still had the markings and numbers marking it as a military aircraft.
He also saw the Specialist, with a suprising amount skill, the specialist hoped into the cockpit and sealed it shut. But instead of trying to turn on the plane, he starts to cast a spell. He, and you, can feel a buildup of magical energy from the hanger. By now, Morphic climbed onto the jet and, still in rock form, tapped on the glass covering the cockpit.
"You ain't getting out of this, kid. Just step out, and you ain't gonna get hurt." He says. The specialist shouts an expiative at Morphic.
Morphic shrugs and tries to pry the glass off to no avail. After a second, the specialist holds out both hands, which start glowing. This time, the jet then glows a bright white and a device inside the jet starts making a loud sound, a high pitched sound that resembles someone unzipping a pig. "I'll see you in Tahiti, cocksucker!" He shouts with manic glee as the sound gets louder. Morpgic's body breaks apart, turning back into sand and flying away from the plane.
Which is when you make your own hole in the wall, and see the jet, and feel so much magical energy radiating off of it that you can barely keep your eyes open. Just then, there's an explosion of a bright white light where the jet is, and the jet is gone. The energy it was emitting, gone. All five of you, a second cameraperson followed you inside, are just staring at the empty space, the only sound being the wind outside.
"What in the world... the plane just teleport?" You ask.
"It looks like it." Kachuusha says. She sounds... lost. Defeated. "I... I... guess we couldn't stop them" She says.
"It was my fauly. I should've stopped 'em" Morphic said sulkily.
"Hey, none of us could've predicted that the plane could've teleported." You say. "It's some Area 51 kind of thing."
"Well... we should probibly get out of here before the cops come." Morphic says. You nod. You've managed to beat some bad guys, sure, but the reason you're here, the jet, is gone. And you don't know where it is. You don't feel any other sources of magic, so it isn't around here. A cold pit forms in your stomach as the three of you start walking outside. The fire is starting to spread and you don't want to get stuck inside. The cameraman, M, you think he's called, gives you a sympathetic look. You nod at him before feeling Kachuusha lightly elbow you on the shoulder, and you look forward.
As you look into the night sky, you see flashing red and blue lights in the distance. Maybe police or firefighters. You can't tell.
"Well I guess we should be getting out of here." Kachuusha says. "I don't think we're gonna be posting this to-"
You feel a blip of magic above you and look up. A bright flash of light appears and when it fades, you see approximately half of a cockpit falling to earth above you.
"Outta the way!" You shout, pushing Kachuusha and Morphic back. You get back just in time as the cockpit hits the ground hard, kicking up dust. As the dust clears, you see that the section of cockpit has been cut through clean, as if there was no resistance from the metal, plastic, or whatever else is in the jet. The Specialist, or rather the left half of him, lies dead in the front seat. Whatever cut through the plane cut through him as well. The half of face he has left is frozen in a scream, his eye is bulging out of his head as if threatening to pop out any second. Dark red blood starts pouring from his body, pooling around him. Then, half of a brain falls out of his skull and onto the ground in front of you.
"Oh God..." You say as you look at the cockpit, at the man inside. You don't know what the fuck that was. You don't know what the fuck he did, or the plane did, or what the fuck even happened. You feel your dinner rise up in your throat, but you take a deep breath and push it back down.
"Wow..." Kachuusha says as she takes a step back from the grizzly scene. "I guess we know why it was a prototype" She says. She says it with a practiced confidence that sounds like a quip, though from her expression, she looks shaken.
Morphic just stares forward, looking at the dead body. Not blinking, just staring with an open mouth, terrified.
"Morphic?" Kachiisha says. He doesn't move. He looks frozen.
"Morphic" You say, forcefully. "We need to go. Now." At this point, another flash of light appears. This one further down the runway. An engine, once again, cleanly separated from the plane falls to the ground, landing with a crash, destroying it. Another flash, this one behind you above the hanger itself, and part of the wing falls down, breaking though the roof. Another flash half a mile away, and part of the plane, falls to earth.
[] What...
[] The...
[] Fuck...
[] Write in.
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Barondoctor
The things I chase come to me.
- Location
- The other side of the mirror
- Pronouns
- He/His/Him
[X] Grab Morphic's hand, and give him a tug, if he remains unresponsive, grab him and run!
"There's a plane. Scattering all over the plains. It's plain to see. Seems like the specialist had some kind of cutting plane go straight through him. To put it plain, I'm out of ways to use that word."
Still thinking. Still moving. Still acting. But not unmoved by how messed up it was. "Get to a minimum safe distance now, throw up about it later. Or drink about it later. I'm still deciding."
"There's a plane. Scattering all over the plains. It's plain to see. Seems like the specialist had some kind of cutting plane go straight through him. To put it plain, I'm out of ways to use that word."
Still thinking. Still moving. Still acting. But not unmoved by how messed up it was. "Get to a minimum safe distance now, throw up about it later. Or drink about it later. I'm still deciding."
- Location
- Head in the clouds
[X] Grab Morphic's hand, and give him a tug, if he remains unresponsive, grab him and run!
Plus we've essentially taken over a tank/healer role. Keeping our teammates alive very much fits with everything else we do. Teammate not moving while a plane is falling on us? Pick him up and run is very very much on the table.
Plus we've essentially taken over a tank/healer role. Keeping our teammates alive very much fits with everything else we do. Teammate not moving while a plane is falling on us? Pick him up and run is very very much on the table.
That's what a crit fail does. The jet still teleports. It just doesn't all appear in the same time and same place.