The DC Universe just got a little bigger! Create heroes in the world of Superman, Batman, and Wonder Woman in the fight against Darkseid's son... Kalibak! At the worst possible time ever the Justice League is off world when the son of the dark god comes calling for the head of the Kryptonian. With a powerful army backing him can a handful of no-name heroes come to grips with being Metropolis' only hope for survival?

Apokolips Attacks Titanpad

Rules:

1.) My word is law.

2.) Obey the law.

3.) No back-to-back posting.

4.) PAY ATTENTION TO HEALTH AND POST COUNT! HEALTH SHOULD BE LISTED BELOW EACH ATTACK OR DEFENSE MOVE!
a.) Health will be reset every two Levels [10 posts].

5.) Make sense. If your hero used basic melee punches and kicks along with other moves make sure it's clear in the post! ROLEPLAY BETWEEN THE LINES! Meaning don't be scared to get a little descriptive when not in the throws of battle.

6.) Get permission before using another player's character in your posts if it involves changing the scene or making actions or just ask to collaborate in the titanpad. Everybody will take beatings in this game in battle however, so don't get pissed if you get punched or blasted into a wall by the bad guys!

7.) Problems with the game or players should be sent directly to me through PM's. I don't want a bunch of bickering in the OOC.

8.) Abandoned characters will be used as NPC's or killed off within the context of the story.

9.) “I was waiting for [insert player/character] to make a move” is not an excuse to halt posting.

10.) There is no rule #10.

11.) In the event that I'm offline for any period of time, the deputy GM (Aro) will take control and HIS word will then be law.

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The Boom Tubes erupted over Metropolis and the hordes of Apokolips descended upon the city. Parademons tore through the sky, attacking police forces with their sheer numbers. The three Female Furies leaped and flipped through the concrete jungles. Mantis exited the Boom Tube with Kalibak coming out afterwards before the Tube closed and dissipated into nothingness. The two quickly began tearing through Main Street, toppling over cars, doing some real property damage.

"Where is Superman? Where is the Kryptonian?!?" Kalibak screamed.

Mantis grabbed a scared citizen hiding behind some Newspaper dispensers...

"Talk human dog! Where is your champion?" Mantis questioned with energy pouring from his eyes.

"Superman was last seen flying out of Metropolis with Wonder Woman. Everyone assumed it was League business... or a date. PLEASE DON'T KILL ME!" the civilian begged before Mantis used his energy to burst the man's skull.

The closer Judah got to the chaos the more Parademons were in the air, and large school bus sized Warhounds with mouths extending back to their shoulders were running through the streets eating people whole. He ducked into an alley and put on the battle gear that the Flash helped him acquire, and threw his scarf around his neck and pulled it over his mouth.

"Now you can talk to people while fighting monsters who fell out of a hole in the sky..." Spitfire laughed a little not being used to hearing the sound of his own voice again however muffled from the special scarf.

After hearing a scream Spitfire caught a Parademon cornering a woman and her small child.

"I don't think so, ugly.." he bantered pulling his scarf down and blasting the creature with fire.

Spitfire - 14
Parademon#1 - 12

The downed creature began to get up before Judah grabbed it's arm and threw it through a trash can in the alley. He followed it up with another couple punches when the creature made it back to his feet. The Parademon grabbed his ax from the ground he'd dropped earlier and slashed at the young hero.

Spitfire - 13
Parademon#1 - 9

More Parademons and one of those alien dogs were getting closer. Was Spitfire the only hero left to defend Metropolis?

~KL~

Pearl was in a pet store, specializing in tropical fish, when all hell broke loose. He was certain to be getting looks for wearing no shirt and a cloak, but lets just say there were no complaints from the swimmers Olympic sculpt. Fearing for the fish, he exited the store as he drew what looked like a Sai. There was little a single dagger could do against these creatures, but with a snap of his wrist, the handle grew ten times its length and locked into place. Now armed with his trident, he scanned for a monster.

Poseidon provides as there was a flash of fire with a parademon flying backwards into an alley. Not to take a missed opportunity, he threw himself into the fray with a thrusting trident attack upon the axe wielder. Now to choose between two, the parademon swing its ax at the one who didn't breathe fire but found its blade blocked with an impetuous yawnas if it were not a challenge to him

Retiarius- 14
Parademon 1 - 8

In a blur of light Streak suddenly appeared behind the Parademon, delivering a flurry of Rapid Punches into its back before vanishing away again as the beast turned to swing its axe in her direction, effortlessly Evading its attack.

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"I turn my back for two seconds and this is what I find when I get back?" Streak said to Spitfire as she leant casually against the wall beside him, picking at a hangnail as though they weren't surrounded by an army of marauding invaders from beyond the stars. "If I didn't know better I'd guess you were trying to arrange a surprise welcome back party for me, only things didn't quite go to plan? I've warned you before about posting announcements on CraigsList, you never know who might be reading that thing."

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"Sorry, I'm not from around here and I don't do Craig's List or even social media. I'm a Central City kinda guy... but I do appreciate a speedster when I'm getting my butt kicked." Spitfire said under the scarf hoping he could be understood while in the heat of battle.

As the Parademon struck at the girl with it's ax and she evaded, Spitfire went in for another hard right hand.

Spitfire - 13
Parademon#1 - 7 [leave the attack description vague wether or not he connected and take the health point]

However the Parademon shot up into the air in flight to avoid the strike from the orange clad hero.

Spitfire - 13
Parademon#1 - 8 [+1 Heath regained using his Defense]

So with a guy wielding a retractable trident and a speedster now along for the ride, Spitfire pulled down his scarf and blasted the Parademon twice in the air, taking it back to the ground. Running up on the grounded enemy too fast had Judah getting caught off guard and the monster from Apokolips nearly bit his calf off.

Spitfire - 12 [lost a point getting bitten here, but I left it vague...]
Parademon#1 - 6 [took 2 damage getting blasted twice in the air bringing him to the ground]

Spitfire however used his agility to leap back as soon as the creature touched his foot.

Spitfire - 13 [gained the lost Health point back]
Parademon#1 - 6

"You two have any ideas what we're up against? I usually deal with bank robbers using tech, aliens are a new bag for me..." Spitfire asked.

Post Count: 2

~KL~

Pearl was quickly growing tired of this foe and so exploded into three brutal blows. He put his bracered forearm in its mouth for it to bite down on and then punched it squarely with an uppercut to the same jaw, following it into an elbow strike to the same spot and now that his arm was already raised up, to bring the fist back down in a back knuckle upon its crown.

There is a cost to such brutality, as he transfered the energy of such blows onto himself as well, taking as much as he gave. The rivulets of life ran down his hand, but who was to say what color Atlanteans or parademons bleed? The two broke away from each other in time for the guardsman to answer the fire-breather in Simple words.

"Our enemy."

Retiarius- 11
Parademon 1 - 3

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Darting forwards almost faster than the eye could see Streak slammed her fist into the Parademon's thickly padded face, hoping to knock it out cold with one punch, but while it was left only spitting a tooth out she was left with a bruised hand.

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"Oww!" She cried out, darting back over to where Spitfire was standing. "I'm kinda new to all this, but I think that stuff up there might be Apokoliptian tech, or at least it looks like the stuff I used to see in the Superman comic books. Unless someone has a really weird sense of humour we're probably dealing with those guys."

Pausing for a breath Streak darted back over to the still grounded Parademon and delivered a superspeed kick right up between its legs, hitting a soft spot the beast's natural armour didn't quite cover. As the alien warrior curled over, his hands letting the axe fall from his fingers as they moved to cup the tenderness he suddenly felt thanks to Streak's low blow, the speedster quickly snatched the weapon in midair and swinging it round slammed it hard into the soldier's shoulder.

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"Do you know if we get to keep any of this stuff?" Streak asked Spitfire as she appeared beside him once more, twirling the newly acquired axe between her fingers playfully for a moment before turning and hurling it straight between the crippled Parademon's eyes, knocking him down to the ground for good. "It'd look great in my trophy room, over the replica Infinity Gauntlet I bought at last year's ComiCon."

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Stepping out of the shadows as he loaded his gun with special armour-penetrating rounds Sureshot took a long look at the fallen Parademon before shifting his attention to the three heroes standing nearby.

"I take it you got the party started without me then? And here I was expecting cake and ice cream." He said, his voice sounding a little mechanical through the air-filtering mask he was wearing. As he stepped over to the fallen alien monster Sureshot tapped the large axe embedded in its skull with one of his pistols. "Y'know, there's a short guy in Gotham who'd pay a pretty penny for some of this stuff. Try not to damage the armour too much when you take down the 'men' inside."

The fire-breather, the speedster, a sharpshooter, and an honest to God Atlantian... could this be all that's left between Apokolips' hordes and the end of a Metropolis without it's Superman? The four heroes stood around the body of one of the Parademons. Spitfire didn't recognize anybody. No Titans, definitely not Justice League, just a few down and out heroes. If there was still a Daily Planet after this attack, maybe they'd make the second or third page. One of the Furies, Mad Harriet, lept from rooftop to rooftop passing the 'Planet building. She was trailing behind a hunting party of one Warhound and a total of three Parademons. Judah could hear the beast drawing closer...

"One of those Helldogs or whatever is getting closer, we need to keep moving." Spitfire suggested still trying to make sure to be heard under the scarf.

The Atlantian began to strip the fallen warrior from its armor. Perhaps there was either a clue to be had or equipment to be put to use. Regardless he did take the time to tear away a strip of green to bandage his wound.

"Where? Fight here or fight there? Does anyone have a favored terrain?" the Atlantian asked.

Spitfire's suggestions were interrupted by another Parademon. Two more were coming in close behind. The Warhound was presently tearing up a McDonalds on Siegel Avenue. Judah ran up a fire escape and got closer to the three oncoming Parademons near the alley and pulled down his scarf blasting each of them with his fire. Two of them hit the ground however the last stayed airborne and used his durability to his advantage.

Spitfire - 13
Parademon#2 - 12 [took the fire blast]
Parademon#3 - 12 [took the fire blast]
Parademon#4 - 13 [used a defense to avoid the attack]

"We have to keep the momentum, they weren't expecting something like this to happen so soon!" Spitfire tried shouting, readying his scarf as the last Parademon flew back around. Last second Judah jumped over the fire escape and off the ledge kicking the enemy to the ground with a single strike to the throat and jaw of the Parademon.

Spitfire - 13
Parademon#4 - 12 [took a kick]

Post 3

~KL~

The Atlantian sighed in annoyance at this ones impetuous nature and moved in to help finish what was started. Taking on the downed monster, he made a frogged leap to slam down on top of it once with the trident, then a damaging kickoff to leap away to safety from initial reprisal. Reaching behind, he threw his aquatic knife that cut air as easily as water and hopefully as well as flesh.

Retiarius- 11
Parademon#4 - 9
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Speeding forwards Streak swung a kick at one of the fallen Parademons, after all it had worked well enough the first time, why shouldn't it work again? Unfortunately this time the invader was ready for her and with a beat of its wings launched itself up into the air.

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Dodging out of cover Sureshot quickly fired off a volley of fire up at the hovering Parademon, but the beast easily dodged the poorly aimed shots with a flick of its wings. Sureshot smiled to himself. "They fall for it every time," He smirked, firing off a quick one-two of shots with both pistols which hammered into the Parademon's eyes, temporarily blinding him, opening up an opportunity for his colleagues to attack.

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Running up the side of the nearby wall with her super-speed Streak leapt into the air, bringing her foot down hard on the Parademon's head, her heel cracking hard against the beast's skull as she sent it smashing down into the ground. "Oww! Oww oww oww oww!" She muttered to herself at hyperspeed while nursing her sore foot and falling down towards the stricken Parademon. "Those damn this have hard heads, gotta remember that next time."

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As it fell through the air Sureshot opened fire with another volley of shots, only this time it wasn't a feint. As the bullets impacted the Parademon's body it's natural armour began to chip away, leaving the soft, vulnerable tissue beneath exposed.

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Twisting her body round in mid-fall Streak brought her uninjured foot into line with the Parademon's groin, which has already proven to be a weak point in the species natural body armour. Falling with the full force of her body weight Streak landed with 24,000 Newtons of force, applied directly to her opponent's testes. With a deep, mournful cry the Parademon curled up on the floor as Streak vaulted clear, only to be struck from behind by sa burst of energy, which threw her face first into the ground.

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Stepping up to the fallen and bloodied Parademon Sureshot took careful aim, ready to end the monster's life with a simple shot between the eyes, but when he pulled the trigger all that happened was the hammer slamming home against the empty chamber. "Goddammit!" He cried, quickly dodging into cover as he pulled out fresh clips and quickly reloaded his guns before springing back out just in time to see Streak being blasted to the ground.

"Noooo!" He cried passionately inside his rebreather, lifting his guns and sending bullet after bullet into the attacker's body, quickly penetrating the monster's armour plating before drilling deep into its flesh.

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(If I did something wrong please correct me.)

Muramasa grunted with anger as he sprinted towards the fight, he'd heard the fighting and saw the one spitting fire from a rooftop and hurried himself to the fight. Spotting the three Parademons he slid his twin blades from their sheathes, he glared at the one that injured the female and charged at it with a war cry, impaling it at the shoulder slamming it into the street below. (Furious charge used on Para #3 ) "Die you mongrel!" he roared as he evaded an Axe Slice from Parademon #2 and countered with a quick sword slice and kick to the chest. Though it was too late to react, he saw the energy blast from Parademon #1 in time to turn and take it to the chest. Reeling back he glared at the creature and unleashed a furious swarm of sword strikes. ( Swordsman's Flurry and Agility used ) Though sadly, none left a nasty enough dent to do real damage. ( Parademon #1 used durability and Energy blast. Ouch.) "Dammit all...Why are they even here?"

Muramasa - 11

Para 2 - 8

Para 3 - 9

Para 4 - 9

Spitfire waited for the swordsman to get out of the way and with a quick sprint got into position to fire blasts of fire at all three of the Parademons. While still on fire one of the Parademons tried lunging at the orange clad hero only to be on the receiving end of his boot.

Spitfire - 13
Para#2 - 6 [took fire blast and basic kick to the face]
Para#3 - 8 [took a fire blast]
Para#4 - 8 [took a fire blast]

That was when it got really loud. A small car flung through the sky covered in drool and crashed into a street hotdog vendor's cart. How it was still standing was unknown, but the Warhound quickly made the inanimate object just another chew toy for it's enormous mouth. Seeing the speedster out of the corner of it's eyes it gave chase and attempted to leap on her but she was too fast going around a corner. Dogs however don't give up so easily. With legs larger than the girl and enough power to give a train a run for it's money, the Warhound would not stop until it caught it's prey. Opening it's mouth as large as it could, it could've fit a car in there. However it's jaws only caught one of Streak's legs for a few moments. It was enough to slow her down momentarily.

Warhound#1 - 19
Streak - 10

"Guys! One of those hellhound things caught up with Streak or whatever her name is! We need to give her some cover!" Spitfire screamed.

Perhaps the sharpshooter or the man with the swords could be of some assistance.

Post 4

~KL~

Despite her leg wound Streak was soon on her feet again, using her super-speed to keep away from from the Warhound as she darted from side to side using every trick she knew to Dodge and Evade the creature while trying to lead it closer to the others, opening an opportunity for them to attack the Warhound.

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Spinning round Streak swung her powerful leg up and around, slamming her heel into the hound's sensitive nose. As the animal yelped and jumped back Streak quickly dodged away, leaping onto the back of the most injured of the Parademons as it was still recovering form Spitfire's kick.

Wrapping her strong thighs around to make sure the invader wouldn't be able to knock her off and pressing her crotch against her back to stabilise herself, Streak began hammering her fists against the softer tissue around the base of its skull, causing as much damage as she could before launching herself up into the air and sprinting for the cover of a nearby alley for a moment's rest.

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It may seem unfair, but battle is not an act of courtesy as he showed by running up to the parademon and ripping the knife free from its eye but the damn thing was durable enough to take the pain. When the hellhound roared, the Atlantian met the call with what must surely be a suicidal move. He leapt up into the open mouth to attack with his trident upon the soft roof of the mouth, not just once, but twice, to try and prop its mouth open.

"STRIKE NOW!"

It was Durable enough to take the two initial attacks without harm but it seemed to take much out of the beast as he left its fanged mouth open or others to lay on the pain. It mauled at Retiarius once before he had managed to leap up into the mouth initially but could not bite again without harming itself so it continued to maul at him a few more times or [b]thrash[b] its head around to free itself from his presence while he managed to guard himself against two more of its attacks.

It was an exhausting stalemate, both of them giving what they had until they ran out of ways to take each others punishment. But where the hellhound was a creature of war, Pearl was a protector of royalty. He knew he could stand well against this beast and he would survive to take on another dozen like it.

Parademon4-9
Retiarius-11
warhound1-18
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Spitfire stayed light on his feet and ran towards where Streak had been caught by the Warhound and the Parademon. The winged creature was nearly out of it after taking an aerial kick from Spitfire and what seemed like a flurry of rapid punches but the girl was still injured from the bite. Judah put his hand on her shoulder to try and calm her before her knuckles got mangled from hitting an alien.

"Let me take care of it..." he said pulling his scarf down with his other hand as the two backed away from the alien minion as it burned away, "Two blasts of flame should do the trick..."

Spitfire - 13
Streak - 10
Para#2 - KO [took 2 fire blasts]

"Now what're we gonna do with Clifford the Big Red Dog over there?" he asked as the dog found another car to chew on.

Spitfire got the Warhound's attention throwing an unopened can of Pepsi at the beast.

"Perfectly good waste of a drink, but I got an idea..." he said setting several trashcans and their contents on fire.

The orange clad fire breather threw the three blazing cans at the dog and connected twice. The animal smartened up in the end and used it's durability to take the distraction head on.

Spitfire - 13
Streak - 10
Warhound#1 - 16 [took 2 'throw attacks' and used durability to block a 3rd]

Spitfire tried to keep distance between them with his flames but the beast got in close enough that he could leap on the hero and maul him with his paws and front teeth.

Spitfire - 11 [took a maul attack from the Warhound for -2 hp]
Warhound#1 - 16

Post 5

~KL~