Superheroes/Resistance RP

[Ty]

Bill just laughed and shrugged off the punch.

"Good. I like a victim with a little fight in him. It'll make your screams of pain all the more satisfying."

He punched Recon hard in the stomach, forcing him to double over in pain, then clubbed him over the back of the head, knocking him flat on the floor. Recon started to get up, but Bill stomped onto his back and pinned him down.

"Come on, tough guy," Bill said, laughing sadistically as he started to crush Recon's ribs. "Beg for your life. Beg for mercy!"

[Kan]

"See you in hell Bill"
Recon says under a great deal of strain and pain.

[Oct-taku]

((Finally got my profile issues over with! And now, since we have an immortal villian, time for an immortal hero! I've had this concept in the works for a while now, so...


Hero: Hope (Avery Thompson)
Eyes: Blue
Height: 5' 11"
Hair: Blond
Age: 26
Nationality: American
Costume: Street Clothes with a medic (Red Cross) armband.

A former doctor before the coup, Avery, or "Hope", as he is known by many heroes and villians, lost his licsense when the regime changed. Perhaps it was due to his near-fanatical dedication to the Hippocratical Oath, but Hope has found himself able to "Absorb" the injuries and disease of others onto his own person, effectivly healing him. Also, he is completely immortal, as he's been shot, stabbed, run over, blown up, and even drowned once.

However, these talents come at a heavy cost for a Super. Due to the Hippocratical Oath, he is completely unable to deal lethal harm. To anyone.

Powers:
- Empathy
- Immortality

Weaknesses:
- Can not cause leathal damage.
-Has a bad habit for a doctor: he can't deal with the suffering of others well (But, if you think about it, that's kind of a job requirement.)

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Villain: The Machinist
Eyes: Brown (with glasses)
Height: 6'
Hair: Black, cut very short
Age: 21
Nationality: American
Costume: T-Shirt, jeans, etc

The Machinist, which is the only name people know him as, is, put simply, a technical genius. Hiding a psychic ability throughout his entire childhood, The Machinist has always had an affinity for machines, namely, computers. He can directly link his mind with any computer, psionically delving through archives, hacking into files, etc.

The Machinist worked freelance during the war, hacking for whoever would pay the most, and later, when it came apparent who would win, the Villians. As a result, he has amassed a great deal of personal wealth, which goes mostly into tech. The Machinist is hard-core paranoid, never leaving his bunker, surrounding himself with security systems, bots, etc. Prefering to operate under a variety of avatars and aliases, The Machinist does occasionally hold a teleconference, but only with the people he knows he can trust...to pay him.

Powers:
-Neuromancy

Weakness:
- His body is physically frail. Yes, he was the nerd in school. A few good hits, and he's down for the count.

[Kan]

OOC: nice, quick thinker Oct.

[Ty]

Bill took his foot off Recon and picked him up by the neck with one hand.

"Suit yourself. Just don't expect to see me down there anytime soon."

(OOC: Warning. I'm going to get a little graphic here, for two reasons. One, to convey what a sadist Butcher Bill is. Two, even a throwaway guy like Recon deserves a reasonably cool, albeit gruesome death. You've been warned.)

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With his other hand, Bill grabbed him by the hip and held him up horizontally. He threw Recon downward, raising his massive knee to meet Recon's back. With a sickening crack, Recon's spine broke in half. Bill dropped Recon, his grin wider than ever. Recon was paralyzed, but not dead yet.

"Hey, Karn," Bill said as he knelt beside Recon and grabbed his arm. "Make a wish."

Bill laughed maniacally and snapped Recon's arm like a wishbone. He then moved on to the other arm, then his legs, and finally his neck, taking great pleasure in every moment of it. Finally, when it was all over, Bill picked up Recon's mangled body and dumped it over the side of the building, then clapped his hands contentedly.
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"Sorry that took so long. So... where were we?"

OOC: Nice characters, Oct.

[zedjag]

OOC- is he dead? I had an idea to interrogate hi mwith... i was gonna shoot spikes in to a sensitive area if he didn't talk... aww well.

[Ty]

OOC: He was threatened with death and didn't talk. Castration wouldn't have done any better. Besides, Bill's bloodlust overshadows any potential interrogation. If the dude says "I'll never talk. You'll have to kill me first," Bill says, "Okay."

[grigori]

OOC: What, Ty, no rusty pipe?

IC: "I'm no cop anymore. Not in the technical sense anyways. Nice place you got here." Rob's headache had about cleared up, and he was taking in the facility. He'd never been inside a military base before, and a lot of the equipment intrigued him, including the anamatronic companion carrying their things. "So you guys have got all this online?"

[Scorpio]

ooc: Oct in.

[zedjag]

Karn gazed on as Bill had his fix of hyper violence. HE was trying to figure out how to track them. The trackers wouldn't help if they had teleported away, they would have to head back to base to see if any news popped up that gave them a lead.

After Bill had finished he said, "Lets head back to base and scan for anything that might give us a lead on any of our target heroes."

[Khallos]

OOC: Not to be rude, Oct.. but, your Doctor guy... i allways thought that someone with powers like that would actually age FASTER or become more sickly the more injuries and deseaises he absorbed. I mean, its got to go SOMEWHERE. No pleasure without pain and all that.

And, as for the Machinst... Yay, timesplitters two! (there was a really similair boss to your charrie in Timesplitters 2. Even had the same name xD)

... ill be quiet now.

[Valentine]

Jack laughed a little "My little anatomical friends are my contrabution to the war on the villians." He turned back to the computer and crashed a couple of key systems in a villian base in Germany. "Most of this stuff was left over or I got on ebay. Vals armory is down the hall I have no clue what is in it but I am quite sure since he brought you here you are welcome to look."

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Val sat in the armory cleaning his rifle. Over the intercom he called Rob and Jack. "Jack I need to borrow yoour laptop mp3 player and cell phone. I am sure the little guys will come in handy if I need into anywhere." Val had used his friends little robots in the past and had enjoyed there help where it could be given. They were able to sneak into places even he could not sneak into. "Rob come on down to the armory I have a couple of handguns that you are welcome to try out. Just to use in support of your other piece."

OOC: Grig just pick what ever gun you want im not going to put restrictions on what guns it might be.

[Oct-taku]

((Actually, Hope does suffer the pain etc. of the injuries he absorbs, but his immortality pretty much prevents him from dying. So, if he gets shot in the head, he "dies", but comes back. As for The Machinist, I've beaten TS2, but this one was inspired by something else.



Hope left the alley, concealing a bleeding forearm that was already healing. He didn't need to dress it, as his immortaility would deal with the wound he'd absorbed, but if he didn't it would raise some questions. He'd recieved word that a few "police officers", whatever the word meant nowadays, had harrassed some homeless people, and he was in the area.

"Help, or at least do no harm." he muttered to himself. Lifting up the sleeve of his shirt, the bandage was bloodied, but the wound was nonexistant. Throwing the bandaging away, he turned a corner, heading back to his apartment.
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Meanwhile, in his underground bunker, among the jungle of fiber-optic cables and the hum of processers, The Machinist was watching with interest at a video of the battle over DC's "factory". He'd "borrowed" an old millitary satellite, and watched with interest. So, the Big M was back, eh? How...interesting. The Machinist closed out the window, saving the video permanently.

The dumbwaiter to his left sprang to life, descending. He'd set up a little system for food delivery. Every week, he'd get another grocery store to deliver his week's food to a caerain location, always random, where it would be picked up by his "minions" and delivered to his bunker. The lift door opened, and robotic arms began to unload the food, mostly soda and energy bars.

Cracking open a can of orange soda, The Machinist's fingers deftly glided over one of his many keyboards. He opened a report from one of his "troubleshooter" teams.

"Hmm...Caught undermining government. Five suspects. None Supers." He typed the following message in response. "Send them to 'The Factory'." The Machinist smirked. Compared to the others, the 5 square miles of Manhattan that he controlled was more...libertarian than that of other Villians.

The Machinist fancied himself a benevolet dictator. If you followed him, you had a good life. Oppose him, and you'd likely have your mind erased, your body given various cybernetic implants, and given menial labor...if you were lucky.

"Hmm..." he was still intrigued by the video. Double-M was back, apparently. The Machinist had, after the war, considered him one Super that was a serious pain sometimes, and still held that opinion. He clicked a few keys, establishing a teleconference link with an old friend, if you could call him that, of his. Time to call a certain Doctor...

[Kan]

OOC: my new guy
Name:Joe Walpole
Age:20 Height: 6'1 Eyes: Blue, Hair: Brown
Nationality: American, Southern

Bio: A young man from the south,during a trip to New York with his parents he found himself in a war zone, as the Villains had just invaded the day after he arrived. During an evacuation his parents were killed by an explosion, Joe's life had been saved only by a unknown element to his powers. Like many others he found he was different at a young age, but kept it hid. Shortly after his parents were killed he found himself a member of the young Resistance, were he was given the codename 'Modified'.

Powers:
-Super strong
-Abilities change when near certain elements.
-When near heat or fire his body become super fast
-When near extreme cold his body becomes invulnerable for a short time.
Weaknesses:
-powers only work when around heat or cold, and never at the same time
-Dependant on others for powers

[Scorpio]

ooc: Okay, that's your second character then.

Sorry guys, but I'm gonna have to drop out of this one. I'll still check up on it and moderate, but I'm not feeling up to writing right now, it's a bad time for me.

You guys have fun though.

[Kan]

Carrying Ice over his shoulder, Joe aka Modified, enters the medical area. The over head light flickers as he lays Ice onto a nearby bed, "Is Doc Avery near here today?" He asks a nearby nurse, who shrugs as she walks up to the bedside.

"What happened to him?" the nurse asks Joe as he turns to leave, "I dont know, but I suggest you keep a heater around, he caused a major climate chance over a square mile" He says as he walks out the door.

"Modified, there has been some form of disturbance in a nearby construction site, reports of a flaming object of some kind, I want you to go check it out" Joe hears in his mind, "Thats damn disconcerting" He mumbles as he starts toward Recon's platform.
" I heard that, and Recon isn't back yet, use the exit a block away from the site, and be quick about it" The telepath says in his mind again.

"Give some warning next time damn it" He mutters as he heads towards the exit point.

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Back in the ward the nurse is examining Ice as things begin to cool down, "Hmm, AC is on the fritz again" she mutters as she prepares an IV drip, not noticing that under the covers Ice's foot seems to ice over.

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Modified arrives at the exit point, which was a sewer man-hole, he climbs the ladder and effortlessly pushes the steel cover out, and away from the hole.

As he replaces the cover he notices someone walking from the direction the site is in. He casually jogs over there and asks, "Woah did you see that man?! Some ball of fire came crashing from the sky over there!" as if he was a normal guy who had seen something odd/cool.

OOC: that guy is you btw Ty.

[Ty]

Inferno turned back to the guy who had called him.

"Me? Yeah, I..."

He hesitated. After what he'd been through so far, he was reluctant to be especially trusting of anyone new.

"Well, no, I didn't actually see it. I just heard this loud blast and came over to see what happened. Why, did you see it?"

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Across the city, Bill was still with Karn on the roof. He looked off into the distance. He still remembered which direction Inferno had taken off.

"Know what? You go ahead, Karn. Our little hunting trip will have to wait. I've got something else to take care of."

Bill mustered up all his strength and jumped, launching himself clear across the block. He crashed to the ground in the middle of the street, creating a huge crater on impact and scaring the hell out of the people walking nearby. He slowly got up and strode confidently down the street.

[Oct-taku]

Locking the door behind him, Hope thunked down on his couch, and watched a news story about how a "terrorist" had detonated a miniature nuclear device onboard an airship, and how HAZMAT teams were still working on clearing away the wreckage. Switching the TV off, surprisingly, the phone rang.

Groaning, he answered it. There were only two reasons that it could possibly be ringing: someone needed help, or someone was going to inform him that what passed for SWAT after the coup were about to bust down the door.

"Didn't I tell you I had my liscense revoked?" he explained, once again, to a nurse at the hospital were he used to work. As she explained, he began to put on his coat.

"Okay, lemme get this straight. You say that someone that you think might've been a Super dropped someone off, and that the paitient might also be a Super? Give me a few minutes."

A couple of minutes later, his car pulled into the hospital parking lot, and Hope entered the lobby. Navigating his way to the room where the unconcious Super lay, he asked the nurse one question.

"Any idea what's wrong with him?"
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Meanwhile, much to his annoyance, The Machinist was having difficulty contacting Sin.

"I'll put it down to technical issues." he said, rather miffed. He didn't really mind that he wouldn't be having a nice chat with the deranged doc, but his issue was that he couldn't reach him at all.

"Okay...who else can I trust to close a business deal?" he pondered aloud. There were few who fit the bill, and fewer The Machinist would actually communicate face to face with. In fact, he could count them on one hand.

"Maybe I'll strike a bargain with that chunk of evil chocolate who runs that prison/ factory." The Machinist said, reading a report on how the street mainteinence division needed more labor.

The Machinist nodded. Prisoners for whatever that bizzare confection wanted...within reason, of course. He established a teleconference link to DC's prison, and if anything interfered with the signal, God help it.

[zedjag]

Karn watched Bill leap away and radioed to his minions, He'd have to go look for something else to hunt.

The large black van pulled up and Karn entered. It drove off, heading back towards his base.

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Rock slide headed in to the infirmary and hoped on to the bed beside Ice man. He doubted any of his injuries were serious, but hey, better safe then sorry. He waited for a doctor or a nurse or even a medically trained resistance member to come and check him over.

[Khallos]

DC would be on her throne again, flicking through reports on the Repair of the prison. The cannons on the roof had been easily enough repaired, and the fallen minions easily replaced... but, curse their incompetent hides, they had so far failed to capture ANY of the heroes attempting to escape after their failed attack. It was only a small mercy that containment had remained secure.. but then again, it ALWAYS remained secure.

She was int he middle of signing some more conversion approval forms when the communication screen beeped. For a moment, she thought it might have been sin, and pressed accept before she even read the tracing number. "Ohh, Hello. I've been expecting a call scince.." Her face fell a little. "Oh. Its you. What do you want?"

[zedjag]

Karn stood behind his small army of minions monitoring the veiw screens for any reports of unusual conditions. A few petty thefts, a purse snatching, construction yard superheated and turned solid, a building falling down again, a man mur... wait... he scanned back down the list. Superheated construction yard... well that had to be a super, theres no way it could be anything else...

He ran out the doors and piled 3 trackers in to the van and drove off again towards the constuction yard.

[Kan]

"Well no, I heard about it from someone" Joe says, noticing the man's hesitation.
"Yah think it was one of those Resistance types?" He asks, testing him in a way.
Joe leans on a nearby Light pole,"Or someone else?" He asks with a form of tone in his voice, as if he was accusing, but as if wasn't at the same time.

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As Rockslide had sit down the icing over continued up his legs, slowly and unseen, but it was different than just simple armor, it was as if the skin itself was becoming like ice.

As soon as Rockslide sat down the nurse came in and looked at Rockslide, "Could you tell me what happened to him?" she asks.

[Valentine]

Val grinned as he loaded his inferno and hellfire rounds in two different clips. His inferno rounds were made to pierce armor and fill the interrior of a tank with fire for a few seconds. The hellfire rounds were anti infintary and would turn a unprotected human into cinders in seconds. For supers they would at least slow some of the stronger down. Val loved making custom made rounds so that he would be on the same level as some of the stronger supers. He had rounds for everything he could think of. From ice supers to fire supers down to telekenetic and magnetic supers. His enhanced senses and strenght were only double that of a human so it wasnt even close to the other supers. His guns and his other equiptment brought him up to a competative level with the other supers. Being able to cloak was good to hide him from the supers. Val moved through the place grabbing two pistols and magneticaly holstering them to his sides and a few clips for each. His tactical bag was only to hold things for his rifle. That was his weapon of choice and only thing he would use if he could get away with it.

[zedjag]

"Well he turned everything in a relatively large radius in to winter. Not exactly sure how much help that is though. Then i picked him up and super speeded out of there. Then that teleporter guy used his powers on us, then we were here.

[grigori]

"No thanks pal, I'll stick with my old .38." He twirled his pistol as he watched Val deck out his weapons with strange-looking ammo. "What's that you're loading up with? They look like DU rounds on crack, but I've never seen DU rounds for that caliber." He picked up on and eyed it carefully. "Illegal as all sin, I'm guessing. Do they come in .38?"

[Kan]

"He must just be out of energy then, I'll get him a new blanket and then let him rest" The nurse says as she takes the brown looking blanket off of Ice (the blanket was just dirty, like dirt) and notices his feet and lower legs, "Oh my god!" The nurse shrieks as she sees them.

[Oct-taku]

"I'd say." Hope replied to the scream. "And I somehow doubt it's a simple matter of depleted energy. And even if it was, I couldn't do anything for him. The whole Empathy thing does have it's limits, you know, like severed limbs and stuff."

Which was true. He couldn't heal severed limbs. The had to be some connective tissue, at least. Unconciousness also was a problem, unless it was due to brain trauma or something.
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"You know, that's not really the response I was expecting from one of the few people I willingly hold a face-to-teleconference screen conversation with." The Machinist quipped. "In all honestly, I can't reach Sin. So, my plan of pestering him into upgrading his security measures so we can avoid another little 'meltdown' will, unfortunatly, not be feasable.

"Speaking of which, how's the factory/ prison? Didn't take too much damage, I hope?"

[Ty]

"Wish I could tell you..." Inferno said. He was trying to be just as coy, making it hard to tell if he knew anything or not. "Why? You think the Resistance would destroy a building site? You'd have to be kind of a dick to do something like that."

Inferno started to notice his temperature slowly rising again. Damn. That didn't last long, did it? Why can't I get a break today? He slowed his breathing a bit, trying to lower his heart rate. Luckily, the fire seemed to be under his control for now.

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Bill realized he wasn't getting anywhere fast. He didn't see any sign of his flaming target anywhere around. He decided to stop by a pay phone and give his employers a call.

"Karn was in the area," he said to the operator. "I think he's working on the same project as I am. Can you get me in touch with him?"

"Sure thing, sir," the operator said. "I'll transfer you to his mobile phone number."

As the operator transfered his call, Bill tapped impatiently on the glass walls of the phone booth. He glanced at the spot on his arm where the dagger tattoo once was.

I wonder if I'll have time to get to the tattoo parlor... he thought.

[Kan]

"Hmm I dunno, but it had to be some Super" He says casually, shruging his shoulders, He notices his movements speed up slightly, "You seem kinda apprehensive, you alright friend?" He asks as he stops leaning and notices a van nearby, "Sh*t" he mutters.

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OOC: we are underground remember Oct?
IC: Hope, the nurse and Rockslide were watching the Ice's legs turning to Ice, continuing up from the feet, till his legs were completely changed.

OOC:His body is slowly becoming something like organic Ice.

[Ty]

Inferno noticed the van as well.

"Crap." He turned to the new guy. "Alright, we haven't got time for games now. I'm gonna recommend we take this conversation somewhere private. When we get there. I'll tell you what I know, and you tell me what you know. Sound good?"