Darius raised an eyebrow as the kid spoke, what was this kid on about, who was he fooling. Then he went and did it, he struck the nerve. Darius was in the air before the Pigeon could take a breath in attempting to grasp him by the neck and ready to barrage his face with super speed punches. But the sounds that reached his ears got passed his cloudy angered mentality. He looked around and of course there would be missiles in the air. He would not let the pigeon be right. Darius rushed forward and with a deep concentration he began to steal the speed from the rockets. His nose bleeding as each one slowed to a halt and Darius would run and speedily catch each one. He stopped for a moment his head was spinning and he felt heavy. Stealing speed was still a new power to him and boy was it getting to him, he looked around to several robots in the city, and of course they had to be heavily armed.
He already had some weird parrot pyromaniac kid, now this. Some days Darius thought of letting people die, but then he thought about how he felt with no family, and he knew he had to fight to make sure everyone had one to return to, as the assault rifles began to go off as did the Flash grabbing people and moving them clearing them from City Center into the Museum where they were most safe. Darius was still dizzy but he had no choice but to fight through it as he totally ignored the pigeon kid for now as he ran a speedy circle around the mechs attempting to pull them off the ground with a wind vortex and come up with a plan in the time they were suspended in air.
Allies:None||Enemies:Jefferson, and Psi Tech||Thoughts:Of course, if Ian's not in deep s**t, it only makes sense that I be; thank you fate....you evil c**t.
O.O.C Didn't tie him up so he's free to do whatever, when Darius finds Psi Tech he getting broken. But uh I cut in before the rockets so they are null in further posts.
xxHe didn't know which part of what he said was what made Flash angry, but before he knew what was happening, Flash had his hand around his neck and was punching him in the face. He didn't even get chance to react before the speedster was suddenly gone. Jefferson reached up to touch his face, checking to make sure nothing was broken. He felt moisture over his lip and pulled his hand away to see blood on his fingers. He was even angrier now, and released a stream of fire at the metal statue again. He didn't see where Flash had gone when he took off, and despite the flashes of red he could see below him, he didn't know where he was to attack him. When he spotted the vortex out of the corner of his eye, he turned his attention from the statue and flew for the vortex, assuming that was where Flash was. The dragon stayed hovering in front of the museum. xxUpon getting to the vortex a mere few seconds later, he dove, grabbing his sword hilt and creating a flame sword as he did. He swung the sword when he got close enough, aiming to cut into the speedster's shoulder. The dragon, which had stayed behind on Jefferson's mental request, resumed Jefferson's task of melting the statue.
Listening as the shadow's spoke, Kotand'r couldn't help but think this doll was looking for death. Balza'ran was not known to suffer insults, his superiority complex made them fatal for those who insulted him. However the creature was saved by the very person Kotand'r had hoped she imagined hearing his voice, Mar'san. The enforcer surprisingly was standing up on behalf of the strange doll girl rather then for his friend and superior, Balza'ran.
Mar'san would then turn his attention to Kotand'r, saying some false pleasantry that only confirmed her suspicion. The noblewoman Tamaranean was about to respond with a poor comeback due to nervousness around her cousin, yet was saved from the embarrassment by a sudden attack. The spray of gunfire and explosions drew Kotand'r's attention to strange spider like machines. Without hesitation the young Tamaranean would rush the closest one crashing it his side before using her momentum to lift it into the air with her. She would then attempt to throw the spider into the side of a building.
(Sorry for the wait got sick )
Posted: Tue Feb 11, 2014 6:07 am
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тнє мαяισиєттє
Marion let her heart beating faster and faster.. would this be the end for her? And fail the only master she ever had and cared about? This black hair male isn't the worth her time and loyalty.. she is still testing the red haired male.. she stared at the black haired one.. The shadow hover around Marion starring at the male as well.. it smirked.. When did any of us said you passed? There are three steps to this test.. the questions.. the observing and then the contract.. but yu-
Marion lifted her arms cutting the shadow off before it could of finished.. Marion pointed at the black haired male.. You failed the test.. we shall not continue to the contract.. She said in a calm monotone.. the shadow grinned.. To pass.. you have to show loyalty to her as well.. and be kind.. she's picky.. She shadow said as Marion turned around looking at the red haired male..Marion stared at him.. Can you pass the test..? The shadow asked the red head
Status: Healthy Thoughts: I should kill you for not answering my questions.
The shadow spoke to him, and then the little girl. After hearing that she will not speak to him about forming a contract, Balza'ran's rage nearly had him make the decision to throttle the girl. To feel her life slip under his hands. But the moment she started speaking to Mar'san, Balza'ran smirked. That girl was lucky to live. Meanwhile, Kotand'r had flown off to deal with some lunatic that had just now shown up, a crimson clad hero who moved at superspeeds was whipping up a whirlwind, a dragon made of flames was burning down a statue, and a winged man was heading towards the speedster.
The familiar feeling of euphoria was coursing through his veins. The familiar rush when he knew battle was upon him. Oh how he loved it. So similar to how Kotand'r left to deal with the robot menace, Balza'ran left to deal with the other menace: the dragon currently melting a statue. Thankfully a fire hydrant was nearby as Balza'ran stopped by it and lopped off one end to cause water to spurt out of it. Planting his spear into the ground, he then kneeled down and redirected the flow of the water so that it was aimed straight at the dragon. Similar to how acid burns away flesh, hopefully a similar reaction will happen with this thing. Except instead of flesh being melted by acid, it was fire being snuffed out by a copious amount of water.
Now who does he want to face: the man who created this dragon of flame? Or the Robot Master?
xxxxxMar’san was pleased that Balza’ran acknowledged his request to stop the combat between the Tamaraneans and the child, though it wasn’t unexpected. The two have been close friends for a while and it is rather unlikely they would brawl over such a small matter. In fact, it’d be more likely for them to fight over Balza’ran’s departure to Earth. He looked down at the child who requested once more for him to control her, and he flashed a smile. Still confused about her intentions, he played along. Mars’s head snapped up when another conflict arose. A speedster, protecting humans from a tech-terrorist and winged pyromaniac. What a sight. Before he could get a word out, Kotand’r raced off to aid the humans followed by Balza’ran. ”I guess you’ve chosen your sides then,” Mars thought to himself.
”Looks like it’s just you and I. Join me,” Mar’san beckoned over his shoulder at the child as he turned away from her to pursue his teammates. As the winged pyrokinetic neared the speedster with his flaming sword, Mars raised his left foot and drove it down into the ground below himself. The impact flipped and lifted a loose boulder-sized concrete block into the air. With a smooth follow up, Mar’san push kicked the large concrete and sent it shooting through the air at the winged menace. With the sun shining so brightly, it’s almost pitiful that these villains chose to make their scene today.
Digging his feet into the ground, Mar’san prepped to launch himself at the enemy as a follow up behind his boulder. After balling his hands into large fists, the Tamaranean then extended his legs as forcefully as possible – throttling himself through the air at the winged assailant. The burst of force Mar’san applied left the ground in a state of wreckage whilst drowning out the battlefield with a loud “BOOM!”.
xxxxxStatus: Healthy xxxxxWith: Balza’ran, Kota, Speedster, Tech-Terrorist, Child, and Flying Pyromaniac. xxxxxWhere: City Center xxxxxThoughts: Just another day.. xxxxxOoc:
xxAs soon as the first drop of water touched the dragon, it's attention shifted from the statue to the one attacking him from afar. The flame beast flew at the man, and directly into the line of water. It got barely halfway to the man before the water extinguished it. xxJefferson's attention was focused on Flash, so he didn't notice his dragon being attacked until he felt it's presence in his mind flicker out. He stopped in his attack to look back at where his dragon had been to find out what had happened, but as soon as he turned, he saw the boulder flying at him. The flame sword vanished immediately and he brought up his hands and legs to brace himself on the rock as it hit him. He grunted, kicking off of the rock and pushing himself higher into the air, where his wings snapped open and lifted him higher into the air. He still didn't get a chance to see what happened to his dragon, as at that moment, he saw that someone was flying at him. xxHe quickly brought up a flame shield, expanding it until it wrapped around him entirely, large enough to cover him and his wings. He didn't have his dragon anymore to help him, and he couldn't focus enough to create another one. He was on his own, which he didn't like, against Flash, the man currently attacking him, and the one who killed his dragon. He knew he was going to have to flee soon or he'd be killed. He wasn't prepared to fight three.
Luke Tensai
Daes Hawke
Groganofthewasteland
Posted: Thu Feb 13, 2014 5:42 pm
┏━━━━━━━━━┓ B r y a n F l e t c h e r P s i - T e c h ┗━━━━━━━━━┛
Humanity is a wasteof time... The world is filled with worthlesstrash... And we still havefarto go...
Psi Tech watched with a glint of interest in his eye, hidden under his helmet as he watched the red figure become a blur around his new test subjects. He did not anticipate a hero of any kind to already be in this area, but all the better for his test. He tapped an icon on his gauntlet as the cyborgs below latched into the ground by drilling into the concrete with their feet, using their 'toes' as the anchor points, preventing them from being lifted off the ground and playing hell with their aim. However since the speed from the vortex was so powerful, it managed to wrench their assault rifles from their grasp. One of the cyborgs turned its head in time to see a female rush at it and send it flying through the building, ripping it from the concrete that it had drilled down into. The legs and arms of the cyborg twitched as rubble came crashing down onto it. A minute passed by before a hand shot out from the shattered building's wreckage followed by a leg as the Hellfire cyborg managed to crawl out. It expanded its 'wing' like launchers and fired a three shot salvo from each wing aimed at the female who had attacked it. Psi-Tech was about to order his cyborgs still in the vortex to fire rockets, but decided against it. A man moving that quickly could most likely redirect them. He had a different idea though as he eyed a tour bus full of people moving away from the scene. He stretched out a hand toward the bus and clenched his fist, turning it upright and then made a beckoning motion with his arm as if he was pulling on a leash while he used his ability of technopathy to override the bus' engine and move it at a high speed towards the vortex and inevitably to their doom.Let's see what you do hero...You can't save everyone and yourself forever.
Darius continued to run around in circles but he realized that these mechs were going no where. Guess now was brute force time. Using his speed he rushed for the first mech hitting it hard with a high speed one-inch punch that would send it on a flight kilometers away from here and probably leave the dent the size of Doomsday's fist in it."Alright, guess it's time I got rid of a little scrap metal."Darius would say wittily as he soon noticed the bus headed right for them. Luckily for him Starfire appeared one of his earliest mentors and crushes. Darius took off toward the bus his body was still reeling from the first Speed Steal so a second one right now was out of the question.
He began thinking quickly."You run fast dammit, now think fast....That's it!"Darius would say as an idea stuck, he would have to break another barrier, but the way he would do it wouldn't harm anyone that he didn;t intend on. Darius stood in front the last mech and smacked his fanny as he prepared himself for what would be the most painful thing ever and would test the theory what happens when an unstoppable force meets an immovable object. In the blink of an eye Darius hit Mach 10 causing a sonic boom to go off behind him that should've totally destroyed the mech, and possibly disrupted signals due to sound wave interference. He was in front of the Bus in no time, now came the hard part, splitting the bus and grabbing everyone in a single go. Darius brought his hand p then brought it down at hissame momentum the speed and force cutting clean through the bus and Darius running in between the cut as he began running to people grabbing them and whispering a message that they would pass along to each new person they grabbed until the whole bus was holding hands and was now standing next to a winded Flash."Villains....the baby's that weren't breast fed...."Darius tried to joke as he caught his breath. Hitting Mach 10 in a millisecond was horribly tasking on his body. Darius soon noticed Starfire wasn't the only one flying around and beating things. He'd been saved by one prior to initiating his plan, and one that took care of the dragon that had almost gotten through melting his Great Grandfather's head. Where they aliens as well?
Allies:Kotand'r, Balzaran, and Mar'san||Enemies:Pigeon lad, and an unknown controller||Thoughts:Where the hell did all these Aliens come from?
O.O.C
The Master Time Lord
Tenari Senbo
Groganofthewastelands
Yaroki
Daes Hawke
Posted: Tue Feb 18, 2014 1:37 pm
Yaroki
Slavic Bunny
Daes Hawke
Tenrai Senbo
Luke Tensai
Balza'ran Darklance
"The impure will died by my spear."
Status: Healthy Thoughts: Finally....a battle!!! OOC: Sorry Yaroki, for going before you.
Well the dragon had been dealt with, and it never even got to reaching Balza'ran....and the Tamaranean smirked wickedly. With that issue being dealt with, he can concentrate on what he really wanted: a fight. Before he fully sealed up the fire hydrant, he dunked his head into the spraying water to rid his hair of the temporary hair dye, something he always did every morning to keep up the guise as Bernard Alzaran. He then took off towards an alleyway to strip off his clothes, revealing the lightweight, black Tamaranean armor he wore underneath as he leaped into the air, taking flight on a trail of silver.
At a higher altitude than the others, he surveyed the battlefield under him. The crimson speedster had taken care of the bus that was about to crash into him, Kotand'r was busy with her robot, and Mar'san had taken on the fiery angel like human. So that left one person to deal with: the Robot Master. Or at least he would guess that the source of the robots was him. With purpose in mind, and spear in hand, the albino Tamaranean flew to the ground.
Psi-Tech would likely have noticed a silver contrail going up in the sky, followed by that same contrail barreling straight towards him. The Tamaranean Commander landed pretty softly, albeit with some dramatic flair: head down, arms to the side, with his spear in his right hand, and on one knee, "You are the commander of this mechanized menace yes?" he asked, having an idea to the answer, "Then make peace with whatever deity you worship, cause as of now," his tone became darker and more sinister as his gleaming red eyes stared at Psi-Tech, "Your life, belongs to me."
Then Balza'ran stood up to his full height and twirled his spear a few times, a wicked smile now appearing on his face. Balza'ran's love of combat can be seen by many humans as disturbing or even psychotic.
xxxxx When Mars’s eyes caught the pyro creating himself a shield, he couldn’t help but smile. Unimpressed by the construct, he followed through with his attack and forcefully impacted the barrier with his fist. Initially, the Tamaranean winced as his skin felt as if it was searing. In reality, the pain was simply temporary and the fire had done little damage. In fact, the damage was so minor that Marsan’s skin didn’t even scar. This came to no surprise to Mars as he knew heat would do very little to harm him.
”Easy,” Mars commented as his fist hit the barrier. Instantly, the constructed shield burst and the pyro would find himself near the other end of Mars’s large knuckles. Perhaps on a cloudy day, the kid would’ve found his shield withstanding the attack. Unfortunately for him, the Tamaranean powerhouse was fully empowered and the punch would be far more damaging than if the boulder had hit. Secretly, Mars hoped the kid would somehow be able to dodge it or withstand a superpowered hit. He really didn’t want the fight to be over so quickly. But when considering all odds, if this kid was truly human and had regular human durability, Mars knew a direct punch from him could really sway the fighting spirit.
xxxxxStatus: Healthy, slightly hurt. xxxxxWith: Balza’ran, Kota, Speedster, Tech-Terrorist, Child, and Flying Pyromaniac. xxxxxWhere: City Center xxxxxThoughts: “Prove yourself.” xxxxxOoc:
Yaroki
Groganofthewasteland
Slavic Bunny
Tenari Senbo
Luke Tensai
Posted: Thu Feb 20, 2014 11:49 am
┏━━━━━━━━━┓ B r y a n F l e t c h e r P s i - T e c h ┗━━━━━━━━━┛
Humanity is a wasteof time... The world is filled with worthlesstrash... And we still havefarto go...
Psi Tech watched as his cyborgs were sent flying all over the place. They could have continued fighting in their current condition, but Psi-Tech was quickly disinterested in continuing his 'field test' . He tapped a button on his gauntlet and sent an electronic signal to each of the cyborgs brain chip implants that made its way down the spine to the explosive device attached to their neck, his 'failsafe' on each of his subordinates. The device exploded and blew off the disabled soldier's head causing them to die. The suits whirred as they stood up by themselves, engaging in their final 'death pyre' and aimed their rocket wings upward, before firing off rockets at randomized vectors, all over the city, aimed at anything from buildings to people.That won't be a further continued test...I have the data needed.Psi-Tech was about to depart until he noticed the strange figure flying up and then landing in front of him. He gave the man a quizzical look, not that the man would be able to tell from underneath his helmet. Psi-Tech spoke in a cold voice laced with sarcasm when the man said that his life belonged to him. That was rich.Commander of those robots? Me? No. What do you think? And unless you have a good reason for me to work for you, I am not doing s**t.
ᴊᴇғғᴇʀsᴏɴᴍᴏʀᴇᴀᴜ ɪɴᴠᴇɴᴛᴏʀʏ:Bag Contents: x•Sword Hilt x•Bow Grip x•Blue Jay x•Raccoon x•Emerald Necklace x•Ruby Necklace ᴄᴏᴍᴘᴀɴʏ:Mar'san sᴛᴀᴛᴜs:Bloody nose(broken, though he doesn't know it yet) ᴏᴏᴄ:He had the sword hilt and bow grip before, I just forgot to list it.
xxAs soon as he saw his attacker follow through with his attack, he reacted quickly. His wings shifted into organic metal and wrapped around him. The wings took the blunt of the attack, and he was thrown back from the force of it. He let himself fall back for a second before snapping his wings open again as they shifted back to normal. It was harder for him to fly when his wings were metal, so he generally only kept them that way long enough to protect himself from an attack. xxDeciding that defense against this man wasn't going to work, he knew he only had two options. Either fight back, or flee. Normally, he'd go for flee, but given the fact that his opponent could fly, he knew he could be followed, which made fleeing a bad option. He had to fight back. As much as he didn't like fighting. He only wanted to fight Flash, no one else. Still, self preservation was important. xxHe grabbed his sword hilt and recreated the flame sword, waiting for his opponent to get close enough to him. Charging the Flash was one thing. Charging this guy would be suicide. He had to take the defensive position and let the enemy wear himself out with brute force attacks.
Daes Hawke
Sorry it took so long to reply. You forgot to quote me, so I didn't realize you'd replied.
Posted: Sat Mar 01, 2014 2:25 pm
Yaroki
Daes Hawke
Tenrai Senbo
Luke Tensai
Balza'ran Darklance
"The impure will died by my spear."
Status: Healthy Thoughts: Finally....a battle!!! OOC: For all that is here, we need to get this moving. Yaroki has issues in Real Life and has decided to stay out of this, deeming her character to be knocked unconscious by a Robot. And Slavic has left the guild. So let's continue.
Bryan can hear Balza'ran laugh in response. Him, wanting to hire this guy? Why would someone as magnificent as himself need the services of a crazy tech guy like him? And he told Bryan outright, "Hire you? No, I'm not here to hire you. I'm here to mount your head onto my spear as a trophy to my victory here," he said, his vocal tone threatening, even menacing. The blade of Balza'ran's spear gleamed in the sunlight as he spun the spear for a few seconds and pointed it at Bryan.
He was hoping the human would bring some of his precious robots to defend him, just so Balza'ran can test his weapon against their metallic hides and whether the man's construction was solid. But he would suffice for killing the man himself. And with a twitch of his lip into a psychotic smile, Balza'ran charge forward, spear gleaming in the sunlight as the blade stabbed through the air. Balza'ran objective: to pierce the spear straight through Bryan's heart.
Maybe Bryan would be able to stop this, but one thing he should know: Balza'ran is out for blood, and Bryan should be wary of a Tamaranean when they are in a fight, for they can be quite vicious in combat.
Psi Tech stared at the man who had threatened him as the spear went through him. However there was no blood to be seen nor any visible damage other than the spear going through him. Psi Tech chuckled as he merely stepped to the side, the spear just phasing through his body and there was no harm done to Psi Tech, or rather the hologram of himself. That was quite humorous and he gave a slight chuckle in response to his threat.Ahh the wonders of an arcane and undervalued technology. I might not be too far from creating solid holograms capable of actually hitting people, but that remains to the future. Do you really think I would invest my physical self as well as time to come personally to Kansas? You know a lot of people have tried to kill me, but they all ended up dead. I don't think you'll be much different, but considering what an interesting specimen you are, maybe I won't have to kill you. I mean you can try and touch me, but there really isn't a thing you can do.Psi-Tech shrugged as he looked over his shoulder and then past the man's shoulder before giving a subtle almost imperceptable nod. What followed was a series of shimmering alterations in the air as half a dozen of his Shadow bots appeared around the man in combat stances. Since their last use they have been significantly modified and upgraded from their original software, as well as their material changed to nth metal after obtaining a rather large quantity from a black market partner. This man before him would soon find that these bots were not easy to take down even by Tamarenean standards. Psi Tech turned to the man and raised his hands.You my friend have a choice to make. These robots are particularly adaptable to any battle situation they are put in. You might take down one or two before you find that you can't take them down. Even Superman would be having difficulty handling a handful of them.
