NeutralNexus

Create-A-Hero: A Superhero RPG Season 2- New Horizons (Closed)

Everyone, it's been a privilege RPing with all of you for so long. Happy holidays.

Create-A-Hero: A Superhero RPG Season 2- New Horizons (Closed)

Quick post is up. It's not too long, but it's my attempt to get back to a sense of normalcy after everything that's happened in the last week and a half.

I know I've Been vague with some things, and aside from some people that frequent the chat, it may not be known what's been going on, so I guess I'll address it here.

A friend of mine was killed last week in the Oakland Warehouse Fire, and I've been having a very hard time dealing with it, and to be perfectly honest, I've barely been holding it together. That is why I've been largely MIA from here and the chat. I'm not out of the woods yet, and this weekend is her memorial service, which is going to be very difficult for me. So thank you for bearing with me while I try and deal with all of this, it is very much appreciated.

@nitemare shape

I can only offer my deepest condolences and heartfelt sympathies to you, Shape. I've known you for at least two years at this point and while I can't say we've talked at a personal level, I've got a lot of respect for you. This is something that would hit anyone hard and if you need time, we can give you all the time in the world. Similarly, if you need to talk, I'm sure there are people here or in your life that you can lean on. You just do what you need to do.

@Fallenreaper I've also added to the collab whenever you can add as well.

Create-A-Hero: A Superhero RPG Season 2- New Horizons (Closed)

@NeutralNexus: How's your reply coming along? It's been while since I heard from you in a long while, still alive?

@Fallenreaper

Yes, I'm still alive. Like I said, holidays are busy, but I'll make sure to reply soon.

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@NeutralNexus: You're up in the collab hun!

@Fallenreaper

I will make my addition tonight, hopefully. I've been busy with Christmas shopping!

Create-A-Hero: A Superhero RPG Season 2- New Horizons (Closed)

I'm sort of sitting on my hands as well, if you want to make something happen while we're waiting, we can at least start spitballing ideas.

Create-A-Hero: A Superhero RPG Season 2- New Horizons (Closed)

I mean, we could do a collab.

Create-A-Hero: A Superhero RPG Season 2- New Horizons (Closed)

Oh my, looks like we got a peeping Tom on our superbrawl, eh @Nitemare Shape?

Create-A-Hero: A Superhero RPG Season 2- New Horizons (Closed)

Hey guys, sorry my post took so long, it's been a week, holidays and all that!

Create-A-Hero: A Superhero RPG Season 2- New Horizons (Closed)

"Don't underestimate me, Mercenary..."

GamerXZ

“Give me a reason not to, then!”

The words of the mercenary were fueled with arrogance, gesturing to Evergreen to bring it on. The plant warrior obliged with a fierce fighting stance, one that the merc took wary note of. It was firm, but lacking, someone who has the groundwork of a martial art, but not as trained. It came to mind that the between was not fighting another veteran, but an amateur. A rookie trying to compensate his training with his powers, like someone he had killed...

“Pulse, focus!” came the voice of Warden in his ear. “The boy is coming around for another attack, be ready.”

The merc snapped out of his train of thought as the plant warrior zipped along the sides of buildings, leaping from the walls towards the mercenary in a dynamic leap. The merc prepared in suit, a ball of kinetic energy sizzling between his hands.

“Alright green bean, time for you to start pushing dais--”

The merc did not get to finish his sentence before he found himself eating a bouquet of roses, another powdery blast from Evergreen.

“GAH! Again with the fresh scent!” Pulse lamented, the energy ball going wide and slamming into a nearby ferrari, the impact shattering the vehicle to pieces.

“Why you li-augh!” the merc snarled out before a solid earthen fist thudded against his jaw, causing him to stagger to the defensive as the hero followed up with a flurry of blows directed towards the mercenary’s torso and face region. By reflex and muscle memory, Pulse tightened his arms up to his body in a tight guard, retreating backwards to try and sway out of the continued offensive.

But before Pulse was able to strike back, Evergreen suddenly halted his advance to leap high into the air. The merc’s brow furrowed, his stance adjusting to keep Evergreen in sight as he continued rising into the air, what was this greenpeace vigilante up to now?

As if to answer his train of thought, the hero came whistling back down in a blaze of glory, a twisting knotted mass of wood piloted by Evergreen in a rocket punch maneuver. The merc snickered, an intimidating move to say the least, but a sloppy one. All the mercenary had to do was step out of the way and the hero would leave himself wide open to a counter attack.

Or at least he could if he could move his feet. The mercenary found himself immobilized, something was holding onto his legs and preventing him from jumping out of the way. His eyes widened in shock and rage as he glanced down to find that the arms that had broken off during his assault were now wrapped around his legs in a winding array of rope-like vines and roots now tethering him to the ground. He could not move, even if he ripped himself free of the vines he would not be able to get out of the way of Evergreen’s attack in time. He had to think fast, mere seconds were between him and a devastating hit.

Drawing on the kinetic strength within him, the force of nature outstretched his arms to the incoming Evergreen, now dangerously close to the point of impact. His arms sizzled and crackled with kinetic power, the force flowing through his body as it snapped to his palms. With a primal scream, the mercenary released a thunderous kinetic blast at the hero, the ground below bring ripped up by the sheer force of the blast as Evergreen came crashing in.

The resulting impact was nothing short of a bomb detonation, the windows from nearby buildings shattering to pieces from the sound alone as the two combatants were lost in an explosion of opposing forces, the street being ripped to shreds as concrete was pulverized from the impact, cars overturning from the force.

It took several seconds for the smoke to clear, the silence presenting an ominous precedent of the fate of the two fighters. When it finally did, the result of the fight was clear, with both fighters still standing. The enlarged fist was revealed to stop only inches away from the mercenary, dented and cracked from the opposing strike against it. The mercenary had played a dangerous game, choosing to shoot a kinetic blast in an attempt to stop Evergreen’s forward momentum and nullifying the attack.

“I’ll admit...that was one hell of a shot.” The kinetic brawler grunted out, taking the momentary lull in combat to yank himself free of the vine, taking a few slow, tired steps to face the man behind the fist. “But I’m still standing, sprout. What else you got?”

However, before the two even began to resume their conflict, War-Pulse’s comms went haywire, the voice of Warden suddenly popping onto the comm link.

“Pulse, there is another metahuman fast enclosing on your position.” Warden said.

“Uh...one second, lettucehead.” War-Pulse said, stretching out a finger to Evergreen, his other hand on the commlink in his ear. “Yeah, I know, my boy’s comin’ in with a mech, were you not watching?”

“No, I mean another metahuman.” Warden retorted. “Coming from the north and moving fast, traffic cams picked up someone coming in fast, but it was too blurry to get any confirmation.”

“What?!” War-Pulse said. “What do you mean another--”

”Metahuman, apparently on its way. Metal manipulator. Trade enemies?”

Athinar

Pulse’s eyes widened in shock, Equilibrium’s transmission said all that was needed to be said. Excitedly, the merc spoke into his comes. “Did...did he say metal manipulation?”

“Yes, a power which is consistent with our target.” Warden said. “I’m not saying it is Racheli...but it could be.”

With a deep inhale, Pulse turned back to Evergreen, who was now presumably out from behind his fist. “Good news, peabody! I’ve just learned I got a new lead!” He said, the shit-eating grin popping out from behind his facemask. “So I’d say let’s let bygones be bygones and call it a draw, eh? You got bigger problems coming your way anyhow.”

Before Evergreen had time to respond, the kinetic brawler gave a small salute before launching into the air, kicking up another spattering of dust and rubble to cover his escape.


“He’s all yours, tin man.” Pulse said back to Angel. “Just give me a heads-up where you last saw magneto’s lost cousin.”

“You may want to refuel yourself.” Warden spoke, interjecting between Angel and Pulse’s channel. “Your vitals show you ate through a hefty amount of your kinetic reserves fighting Evergreen.”

“Right...gimme a sec.” The mercenary said, slipping back down to the street, tracing back through the battlegrounds that Evergreen and he had been tearing apart. As expected, several live power lines had snapped loose and were now draping across the street, the sparks flying across the ground. “We might lose connection for a bit Warden, wish me luck.”

“Wait, Pulse, I don’t think that’s such a good--”


Warden did not get a chance to finish his sentence before Pulse grabbed a hold of one of the live wires, an involuntary scream of pain rang out as electricity surged through the body of the kinetic brawler. His body shook and convulsed, sinking to one knee as his body was seared with enough voltage to kill any normal man. But Pulse was no normal man, and this jolt was more than enough to re-energize the force of nature. The longer the mercenary held on, the more the electricity seemed to be under Pulse’s control.

Eventually, the merc left go, but he was back on his two feet in no time. His body language said it all, standing tall and poised in a re-energized vigor that came with a surge of energy to his being.

“Alright...back to fighting shape…” Pulse murmured to himself as he looked back across the battlefield. “Now...where’s the newcomer?”

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The merc couldn’t help but give an excited, hearty laugh as Evergreen displayed his powers. Countless wolves of wood and serpents of vines crawled out from the cracked cement and dilapidated woodwork to oppose the mercenary, taking their side with Gaia’s champion.

“Getting serious, huh?” War-Pulse said, cracking his knuckles as he surveyed the snarling constructs beginning to advance on him. “Good! I was starting to get bored!”

With his words, his aura began to hum and sizzle as it illuminated in intensity. He lowered his body, ready to tear down the road like a bat out of hell, his eyes boring holes directly into Evergreen. The Wolves? The Snakes? They’d be nothing more than cannon fodder, not to him. To War-Pulse, it did not matter what Evergreen threw at him, he was going to get that info one way or the other.

But before the kinetic berserker could leap back into the fray, a familiar voice chimed in behind him, one he had not heard in many months. The mercenary twisted to the sound of the voice to find himself side-by-side with the man who he broke after a STRIKE base.

“Whoa. Long time no see, kid.” The merc said, turning his attention back to Evergreen. “I’d ask how you found me, buuut as I’ve told numerous others, I’m not very subtle about what I do.”

He could hear that Evergreen was beginning his warning, but War-Pulse was quick to fill Equilibrium in on the subject under his breath. “I’ve been hired to find and capture a metahuman with the potential to destroy this city and possibly the world by the name of Racheli. Super sequoia over here knows where she is or at least who she may be with, and I may or may not be trying to kick the crap out of him until he talks. If you got two minutes until your tall tin friend shows up, then you making yourself known is putting you in a lot of danger, so here is the plan. I’ll create enough of a distraction to buy you some time so you can lay low until you get your gundam ripoff. Then once you’re suited up we can tag team this flower until we pull enough petals to get him to talk, got it?”

Of course, Evergreen’s warning was to be expected. The meta was clearly a man of honor, he did not want to hurt anyone, and he certainly believed that people deserve at least a verbal warning before he resorted to violent methods. There was a lot War-Pulse could respect in a man like that, someone who stuck to their integrity and their beliefs even when they are on the wrong side. A shame they were on opposite ends of this conflict.

“Well, I’m glad you have such a high opinion of me!” Pulse called out, rolling one of his shoulders as he resumed a fighting position. “But let’s not change the subject here, the fight’s between you and me. And as I recall, you were about to show me how you get serious, so why don’t we get back to the main event!”

Pulse pushed off the ground in a massive advance, the ground below his feet buckling and crackling with the amount of force it took as the merc launched himself down the street, lunging at Evergreen in a blue, crackling streak. Of course, as soon as he made his advance, the wolves came upon him, the snakes slithering about his legs to tangle him up as wooden fangs bit into his arms. Every inch of ground he covered resulted in yet another wooden construct piling onto him, causing Pulse to disappear under the mounts of wood, vines, and foliage, until his momentum came to a full stop.

But that stop lasted for only a brief few seconds, but the force of nature could not be contained by such constructs. From the dogpile, hints of blue light began to eke out from holes between the piles of tinder and leaves. The air sizzled with power, energy crackling into the dusk night as the pile began to pulsate and hum. In a bloodcurdling cry, the resulting explosion rocked the streets, a massive kinetic shock wave that caused the very cement to ripple and tear from the sheer force of the blast. Evergreen’s constructs did not stand a chance, ripped apart by the explosion before they even had a chance to cry out in pain before their falsified lifehood was snuffed out.

When the dust cleared, all that was left was tinder, vine shreds, and the force of nature himself standing in a large crater. An adrenaline filled bloodlust in his eyes as he cracked his neck, his kinetic aura radiating off of him as he took a few steps forward.

“Now...” Pulse said, his voice holding back the excitement of the increasingly heated conflict “Let’s dance, you overripe vegetable! I got some harvesting to do!”

With that, he charged Evergreen again, leaping from the crater to try and collide with Evergreen further down the street.

The fight was only just beginning.