126 (edited by Valthonin Saturday, February 16, 2008 4:37 pm)

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"You realize your guns do nothing to me." Chromium's voice seemed to come out of nowhere.

A silver arm shot out from Chraze's back and latched onto the six shooter in Mr.Anasazi's hand. The silver hand crumpled the gun like it was paper. Then a silver revolver appeared in the hand of that silver arm and pointed at Mr. Anasazi's head. Another arm shot out of Chraze also with a revolver and pointed it at Jericho. This was Chromium acting however, not Haze.

At this point, Chromium has learned how to control his living metal substance remotely. Meaning he can, for example, shoot a small amount of his metal in bullet form and bring it back to the host.


(Btw this is Chraze. Dont forget to delete all the extra words.)

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Est Sularus Oth Mithas
I am a Role Playing Gamer, like my father before me.

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The guy with the razor blades stood still for a moment, then with surprising agility, he threw one at Chraze and sprinted from the cafe. The blade hit the metal and stopped falling to the ground harmlessly. "I got 'im!" Shift yelled, jumping though the wall. He pulled his pistol from its holster and aimed, still chasing after the fleeing super. A car passed in front of him, and Gerrex ducked into an alley. Shift took the turn quickly, replacing his pistol and pulling his KA-BAR from it's sheath.

[i]The man in black fled across the desert, and the gunslinger followed[/i]
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"Tsk. That was an antique." Mr. Anasazi said, regarding Chromium dismantling his gun. "You owe me quite a bit of money."

"I think you may need that money to pay parole, provided you receive that option."

"Oh, but parole implyes I get captured, my friend. And I have no intention of doing so. Would you like me to show you how far I'll go not to be arrested?"

"Oh this'll be fun." Alastor chirped, actually being sincere in believing he would enjoy the scuffle to come.

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Flame looked over as M'Lure got back in the car. The person who had been following them pulled himself into the car. He looked out the windows, at Flame then M'lure. It took a moment for him to realize what he had seen and when his mind registered it he looked at Flame again, his eyes widening slightly. Flame turned around and glared at him for a second, and Seth turned looking out the window again.

[i]The man in black fled across the desert, and the gunslinger followed[/i]
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M'Lure was satisfied. She wouldn't let it show on her face though. She had started the day with only the intention of revealing herself to Andromedia, and now, Andromedia was busy taking care of some old friends of theirs and her with two new allies. She turned the radio back up as she drove the last bit of road to her "headquarters" as most people would call it. But it was more than that to M'Lure. Here is where she watched and studied. Where she learned and practiced her skills. It was her home.

To most people it looked like an old stone manor, but in actually was made of an strong alloy blend, that only had the appearance of rock.M'Lure pulled the Charger up to the large front door and got out. Flame and Seth followed behind her as she moved her hand to open the large and heavy looking door. As soon as they were inside she moved her hand to seal the entrance again.

Meat is murder...... tasty tasty murder.
"Suggestion: Electrocution works well. Evisceration and Decapitation are also effective, or um, so I've heard."

131 (edited by JustDave Saturday, February 16, 2008 6:03 pm)

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Edited character sheet:
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If anyone wants to make me an opening so I can join, please do. I'll be reading the previous posts.


Name: Atma
Affiliation: Villain
Gender: Male
Powers: Can throw Fireballs and cast Earthquakes

Personality/Appearance:
http://www.blizzard.com/images/market/diablo-poster-large.jpg

A huge humanoid-demonic beast, a long tail, and powerful Fire and Earth spells. Weak against Lightning magic. Will usually attack and use his Fire spells to fight, and cast his Earth magic to finish opponents that are close to death. He's several centuries old, knowledgeable and patient. Will usually communicate by telepathy.

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(yaaayyyyyyyyy Its Diablo!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!)

Est Sularus Oth Mithas
I am a Role Playing Gamer, like my father before me.

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(( I might be able to create an opening... that is if you'd want to fight with me and my crew...))

Meat is murder...... tasty tasty murder.
"Suggestion: Electrocution works well. Evisceration and Decapitation are also effective, or um, so I've heard."

134 (edited by JustDave Saturday, February 16, 2008 6:40 pm)

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Valthonin wrote:

(yaaayyyyyyyyy Its Diablo!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!)

Yeah well just a pic as reference. Think of him as blue and with the horns closer to a chinese dragon than a ram.



Si Titran wrote:

(( I might be able to create an opening... that is if you'd want to fight with me and my crew...))

Would be great. Thanks.

135 (edited by Sev Fett Saturday, February 16, 2008 10:39 pm)

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Jack saw a familiar face in a car tearing down the road towards Chez Bon.  Jericho. 

"Oops.  Looks like the party is justing getting started.  I say we go back.  What's a good fight without Jack?  It doesn't work.  Like peanut butter and horseradish.  Just doesn't taste good at all.  Supposedly pineapple and soy sauce taste good.  Chemical reactions and what not.  Chemistry was my favourite subject in high school.  I singed the eyebrows off my the professor.  It was pretty funny."

Chnk just gaped as they jogged back to the restaurant.  From parties to chem teachers.  Jack truly was insane.  But deadly.  Jack turned the corner and saw Jericho and some other guy.  Jericho turned to Jack and shot him in the arm.

"Nice to see you too Jericho.  Was that really necessary?"

"No.  But it's fun."

"Ah.  I see.  Your idea of fun is quite twisted."

"And that's coming from a guy who set himself on fire just to see the look on others people's faces."

"Hey!  I almost gave one old fart a heart attack.  I was ROTFB."

"Rotfb?"

"Rolling on the floor burning.  Geez keep up with the internet lingo."

[i]Like I told your captain, the orphange attacked me.  It was self-defense.[/i]  -Richard the Warlock  [url]http://archive.lfgcomic.com/lfg0002.gif[/url]

136 (edited by Adeptus_Astartes Sunday, February 17, 2008 12:38 am)

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Shift slowly approached the other super, who simply smiled, and blasted into the air. Shift didn't see where he went, he made his way back to the cafe. Shifting through a van, he arrived just in time to see Jack get shot, Chink's immediate concern was obvious. Jack began rattling on about rolling on the floor burning.

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Gerrrx re-emerged from his hiding place. He threw a last razor disk at Shift's car. It did no use and chinked off again. He swore, and flew back to his house, getting more razors..............

You're foolish words can never hurt me

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"Ah, hello Jack. Was hoping you'd show up at some point. How are you doing? Life been treating you well?"

"Uh, who exactly are you, again? I may have known you and just forgot--hey! Aren't you the host of the Price is Right?" Jack asked Mr.Anasazi, unsure of the newcomer.

"Nah, but they did offer me the job. I turned it down, the pay wasn't good enough, and what's the point in hosting a gameshow if it doesn't invovle Vanna White?"

"Wow. It's like looking into a bald mirror with a hideous suit."

"I'm really getting sick of people mocking my suit."

"Hey!" Alastor interuppted. "Are we gonna do this, or what? I mean, can't you guys jack your jaws later? Please? Bradburry's getting antsy."

"Right." Mr. Anasazi said formally.  "Jericho, handle Jack, please, thank you." He turned to Chraze. "Shall we?"

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139 (edited by Lord Revan Sunday, February 17, 2008 2:55 pm)

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"Here you go Jackie, have some more." Jericho unloaded 12 more rounds into Jack.
"Why, Mr. Anderson, what seems to be the matter?"

At this moment, Chink jumped on Jericho's back and locked her arms around his neck. "NOOOOOO!!! I'LL KILL YOU FOR THAT!"

"Ack...*cough*...get..off...*gasp*...ME!" *KAKOOM* Jericho shot his last round into what he thought was Chink's head, and re-holstered the Desert Eagles.

That might not kill you, but it sure will give you one helluva headache...

"This IS my signature."

140 (edited by virulent_messiah Sunday, February 17, 2008 4:36 pm)

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Seth was troubled. He knew he'd been foolish to climb into a car with a strange woman and a...

<What is he anyway?> Seth thought.

He'd tried not to stare at the weirdness of the scaly guy, but couldn't help himself. He felt even weirder that this woman knew his name, and how she said she'd been tracking supers.

He felt odd, especially as they'd pulled up to a stone manor far from his neighborhood. Seth and the scaly guy followed behind her as she moved her hand to open the large and heavy looking door. He couldn't help showing his surprise once they were inside and  she just waved her hand to seal the entrance again.

<They're like me...>

He suddenly felt very stupid...

"Kom'rk tsad droten troch nyn ures adenn, Dha Werda Verda a'den tratu."
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Jack slid down the side of the wall.  He tried to talk but all that came up was blood.  He turned ad saw the wall bloody.  After getting to his feet he breathed in and coughed. 

"Come on man.  Not fair.  Lungs are pretty useful.  I use mine on a daily basis.  When you talk much air is passed.  It helps to breath.  Now on the topic of Matrix quotes..."

Jack finger taunted JEricho.  Jericho smiled and came at Jack.  Jack whipped out his pistol and took a shot at Jericho.  Jericho dodged it with inhuman speed.

"Man that was low.  Even for you."

"I've been lower.  LIke the time I stole money from a kid who was just about to buy ice cream.  I enjoyed eating it in his face."

Jericho pulled out his pistol and fired at Jack who felt the adrenaline speed up his reflexes.  He dove firing the entire way.  Rolling he fired a few more shots and took two in the arm.  Jack got up and charged Jericho.  They were within two feet of each other when they both pulled the triggers and all that they heard was a resounding click.

"You're empty."

"So are you."

"Holy Matrix ripoff!  That's three times in one fight.  I mean that's a new record.  I've never quoted a movie so often in a fight.  I mean besides The Sound Of Music.  You can never sing "The Hills are alive with the sound of music" enough just as you are blowing someone's brains out."

Jericho took the butt of his gun and smashed Jack's head.  "How's that feel?"

"Almost as good as this."  Jack sprinted too Jericho tackling him and smashing his head into the pavement.

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FWAM! Jericho's head was slammed into the road, breaking his sunglasses. Now Jack was going to pay. He rolled over and sent an uppercut via priority mail to Jack's chin, causing him do do a backflip and land face down on the ground.
Jericho stood up and dusted his jacket off, shaking his head. "Now now Jackie, those were my favorite glasses..."

"Yeah well...I'm not sorry." Jack whiped out 2 Uzi's from their holsters. "SAY HELLO TO MY LITTLE FRIEND!...err...FRIENDS!"

Jericho almost didn't move out of the way before getting mowed down by the Uzi fire. "You little punk! Man do I hate Uzis!" He ran up the wall dodging the .45 ACP bullets whizzing through the air around him. Jericho grabbed the roof ledge and pulled himself up, he needed to reload.

"This IS my signature."

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Mr. Anasazi came at Chraze, fist in the air. Naturally, his foe sent a squall of silver tentacles to knock him back accross the street.

"Heh..." Mr. Anasazi got up shakily. "Shoulda seen that coming. He grabbed to a lightpole for support as he regained his composure. He then tightened his grip on the pole and ripped it from its foundation in the pavement.

"Now then..." Mr. Anasazi held the pole in two hands like one would hold a baseball bat. He sprinted back into the cafe and swung his weapon, which of course crumpled against Chraze.

"Don't waste your time." Chraze said, sounding very bored, sending another mass of tentacles to try and contain Mr. Anasazi.

"Hmph. Could you do something else, please?" He asked, before somersautling away from the tentacles and trying to evade their grasp. He outstretched his hand, literally stretching it accross the restaurant all the way to Chraze, punching him/her in the face.

Of course, this caused his hand to be entrapped by chraze's gooey metal body.

"You really are demanding all my ace-in-the-hole's aren't you?" Anasazi asked wearily.

((You can now view Anasazi's powers and abilities on page 1.))

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144 (edited by Mandalorian Assassin Saturday, February 23, 2008 10:09 pm)

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((Disclaimer note: This is not Burnout...Ph34r, you said you wanted oldies, eh?))

Nick Tracyn surveyed the blank ashen plains, looking for his brother, Terry.  His glowing golden form forged of pure light dimmed with frustration.  They had been fighting seconds ago, and now the shadowy figure had vanished.  The man who had been called Darklight in life emitted a radial disk of light in anger.  And then he saw it.  A titanic figure made of shadow slinking across the blank landscape.  Heading away from Nick, for the first time in who knew how long.

"Oh no you don't!"  Nick flew after his brother, his wings of light propelling him through the air.  He landed in front of Terry, and barred his way with a light-forged sword.

"Let me pass, brother."  The contempt in his voice was apparent.  He then seemed to liquefy, and drained across the ground to his destination, a hole in the ground, it appeared.  Nick covered it with a wall of light.  That should hold you...  And then the ground began to rumble...

((For those of you who don't know these people...))

Name: Darklight (Nick Tracyn)
Abilities: He has the power to control and manipulate light based energy.  He can focus and emit this energy in a concentrated blast, a shield, to help him fly inside said shield, or to simply create basic objects out of the light (ie. a hammer, sword, etc.)
Age: He is approximately 31 years old
Appearance: He wears a black and gold costume, with golden bracers on his forearms, and wears a large black-on-the-outside-gold-on-the-inside cape, with a hood pulled low over his black mask, obscuring his face. IN LIMBO REALM, he appears to be a gigantic golden angel, complete with wings and sword.
Personality: He tends to be cold and aloof from others, usually keeping to himself.  He helps when needed, but is a quieter person.  Experienced childhood trauma that he NEVER talks about.  His plans suck, and never go exactly how he wants, but his determination and stubbornness makes up for them.....most of the time.
Affiliation: He's a medium range HERO, who prefers to work at night, when his power is at its peak.  Daylight and other forms of light, besides his own power, lowers his strength, agility, and energy output.  He has had contact with many other superheroes, and has had too much conflict with the villain known as Voidhunter

Name: Voidhunter (Terrence Tracyn)
Affiliation: Bigtime baddie
Powers: They're essentially Darklight's, but instead of anything doing with light, it's shadow and/or darkness. He is most powerful in the night, just like Darklight, and he revels in darkness.  His powers manifest more in his body's malleability, and he can extend parts of his essence in tendrils, and change his shape at will.
Appearance:  He's pretty much a tall humanoid shadow.  He's solid, and looks slightly muscular, but is completly black, like, space-coloured-black.  IN LIMBO REALM he looks to be a giant form of his older self, although he usually carries a sword now.
Personality: Diabolical plotting evil genius; powerhouse; whatever the typical supervillain is, he tries to overdo; he's got a nasty sense of drama.  His voice never rises above a breathy whisper.

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Burnout stood still, confused.  It, for him, was simply a matter of picking a target, and attacking.  That one guy with the reeeaaaalllllly bad fashion sense practically screamed "attack me".  Burnout sighed.  Why couldn't villains just get a clue....AS he was about to rush him, he spotted the other guy, Mr. Electric Fingers.  FOrget Ugly-Suit.  Burnout owed Electric Boy one.  He turned and shot off in an orange and silver blur, sticking his arm out and essentially clotheslining the villain, knocking him, embarrassigny, on his rear end.

"OOH!  That had to hurt."  Burnout grinned, and came around for another pass.  This time, he picked the guy up, and tried to punt him, only succeeding in bruising his foot, and tripping him up.  Okay, nit such a great move.  By now, the electric guy had overcome his initial surprise, and was bviiusly prepared for him.  Dang, and all Burnout had done was do some damage to his dignity.....

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Alastor was going to enjoy this. "Come on, Speed Racer, lemme see what ya got!" The speedster  dashed at him again, chipping his front teeth. Alastor conjured another electric wall, and cackled coldly as the hero ran straight into it and bounced off the field. He fell to the floor, his body smoking more than overcooked turkey.

"That was for knocking me on my @$$." Alastor retorted, spitting out a drop of blood that sizzled as it hit the floor. "Now come get some payback for the snaggletooth."

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Burnout smirked condescendingly.

"Speed Racer?  Is that the best you got?"

He stood up, shaking off the dizziness and pain, and began to run, not into the electrical field this time, but around the villain, over and over again.

"What, you trying to knock me out by making me dizzy or something?"

Burnout picked up speed, and kept racing in circles around the electrical guy.  HE continued on until he had effectively created a vortex that sucked the air inside of it away.  Unless the guy did something, like, now, he would soon go unconscious from lack of oxygen.  Burnout shrugged, and kept running.

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147 (edited by Ph34r Monday, February 18, 2008 11:09 am)

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Alastor stood in the center of Burnout's vacuum, becoming really annoyed.

"...huff...huff..." Alastor noticed it was getting hard to breath. "Damn.....your....like a....huff..hamster...runnin on yer wheel...heh...heh..."

Alastor slumped to the ground, seeming to be fainting. He could feel the super slowing down slightly, not wanting to kill him. Stupid.

Building up an electric pulse inside him, Alastor placed both hands flat on the ground and released a radial pulse of electricty that spanned a good third of the restaurant.

Alastor could see his enemy had been thrown for a loop, and he wanted to go end it, but he was feeling a bit woozy and decided to get some air back in his lungs first.

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Blakout hit the opposite wall....hard.  Okay, he was getting rusty.  Letting an electric pulse hit him like that.  Why did everything smell like Christmas dinner?  That was his last thought before he blacked out.  As he fell into the unconscious oblivion, he saw two great forms, of shadow and light, dueling over what appeared to be a pit that extended forever into the abyss.  Now why are they fighting over a hole in the ground?  ANd then everything went blissfully black....

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Alastor shakily made his way over to the KO'ed speedster, prepared to kill him, when a man in a white parka and a girl wearing mostly grey lept into action between Aalstor and his prize.

"Dude, no freakin' way!" The man in white said.

"Aw, come ON!" Alastor whined, unsheathing Bradburry. He'd have to make this quick.

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Frost leapt into the fray between Alastor and the unconscious Burnout. "Alright, my shocky dude... Time for a science lesson."

Alastor retaliated, hands buzzing with elecricity, pulsing in anticipation. "That was my best subject."

"Good. Does ice conduct electricity?"

"Let's see..." Alastor hurled a bolt of electricity at Frost. Frost, predicting the move, already had an ice-wall up. The bolt dissipated into the wall with no effects.

"I guess not, eh, shocky?" Frost threw an icicle at him at top speed, glancing off his shoulder as he dodged. Haze moved in, "Frost, ice cubes, now!"

"Pain on the rocks, comin' right up." Frost simultaneously made dozens of ice cubes in midair. Haze, using her telekinesis, hurled them at once into Alastor, peppering him with frozen projectiles.

"Awww, would you like some ice on that? Those'll bruise pretty quick."

Alastor looked ticked...

Luke: Your overconfidence is your weakness. Palpatine: Your faith in your friends is yours... Luke: Faith in yo mama. Palpatine: What was that?