Yes, I understand.
His weakness is basically an obvious one. Gouge out his brain, he'll die. Hell, pierce his heart and he'll die as well. He just doesn't have some rare, hard-to-find kryptonite.
What would you recommend?
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Legion, whom was busily working to keep himself hidden amongst the shadows, mentally activated his Comm link, adding an extra layer of protections so that Batman wouldn't be able to pick up on the signal. "...Data-chip has been retrieved and shipped off. But...one problem." The cyborg casually decapitated a robot that had gotten to close, before crouching back down and looking up at the sky, which had started to pour out rain and thunder.
"There's robots...and I think God's angry. Follow my coords." He brought up his wrist, and began typing a series of letters and numbers into the keypad, the rain sizzling against his armor with every drop.
Two men, both blonde and wearing armor of dark blue, red, and silver, flew through the sky at shocking speeds, a trail of electricity being left in their wake. The largest of the two, with a large blonde beard and mustache combo, turned his helmeted head to look at his significantly younger companion. "Titus, do you know why you've come here today?" Thor asked his apprentice over the sharp whistling of the wind. Silently, Titus shook his head, afraid to open his mouth in fear of a bird or something choking him.
"We are here to help Earth's heros with a pest problem. Speed up." The Asgardian suddenly rose to unprecedented speeds, and disappeared like a bolt. Gritting his teeth, Titus momentarily stopped, twirling Amund around with ferocious strength before throwing it through the atmosphere. Shortly after, he disappeared as well.
~
"Where did Thor disappear to?" Titus grunted out loud, stopping high above the gigantic mess that was a city. Robots, both large and small, swarmed towards a central location through any means of travel. Drifting downwards a bit, he could see a few relatively known superheroes standing a ways away, watching the carnage, while other 'mini-me's' of said superheroes fought off the advancing robot horde. "Is this what he meant by pest problem?" As he said this, Titus's voice dropped an octave lower. His voice was already a deep baritone, but when he saw humans in trouble...needlessly? Unforgiveable.
Taking a deep breath, the teenager roared out in olden tongue, "Doth thy must cause so much needless anarchy?!" Without realizing that the mechanical beasts were, in fact, robots, and unable to think clearly, Titus rose Amund and mentally called upon Thunder to help him in this battle.
"I will smite thee!"
An explosive clap of thunder met his declaration, surrounding him in a godly aura of arching, intense lightning. With glowing white eyes, Titus dive-bombed towards the earth, his hammer brought back in preparation for his landing. And what a landing it was.
As soon as he arrived on the ground, a massive crater formed under his armored feet, with powerful lighting exploding off of his body and short-circuiting a large mob of robots he had landed in the center of. As each mechanical beast exploded in a hail of fire and shrapnel, Titus charged into the advancing horde, melting, crushing, and smiting any robotic cyborg he came across as he made his way over to the apprenticed sidekicks.
"There's robots...and I think God's angry. Follow my coords." He brought up his wrist, and began typing a series of letters and numbers into the keypad, the rain sizzling against his armor with every drop.
Two men, both blonde and wearing armor of dark blue, red, and silver, flew through the sky at shocking speeds, a trail of electricity being left in their wake. The largest of the two, with a large blonde beard and mustache combo, turned his helmeted head to look at his significantly younger companion. "Titus, do you know why you've come here today?" Thor asked his apprentice over the sharp whistling of the wind. Silently, Titus shook his head, afraid to open his mouth in fear of a bird or something choking him.
"We are here to help Earth's heros with a pest problem. Speed up." The Asgardian suddenly rose to unprecedented speeds, and disappeared like a bolt. Gritting his teeth, Titus momentarily stopped, twirling Amund around with ferocious strength before throwing it through the atmosphere. Shortly after, he disappeared as well.
~
"Where did Thor disappear to?" Titus grunted out loud, stopping high above the gigantic mess that was a city. Robots, both large and small, swarmed towards a central location through any means of travel. Drifting downwards a bit, he could see a few relatively known superheroes standing a ways away, watching the carnage, while other 'mini-me's' of said superheroes fought off the advancing robot horde. "Is this what he meant by pest problem?" As he said this, Titus's voice dropped an octave lower. His voice was already a deep baritone, but when he saw humans in trouble...needlessly? Unforgiveable.
Taking a deep breath, the teenager roared out in olden tongue, "Doth thy must cause so much needless anarchy?!" Without realizing that the mechanical beasts were, in fact, robots, and unable to think clearly, Titus rose Amund and mentally called upon Thunder to help him in this battle.
"I will smite thee!"
An explosive clap of thunder met his declaration, surrounding him in a godly aura of arching, intense lightning. With glowing white eyes, Titus dive-bombed towards the earth, his hammer brought back in preparation for his landing. And what a landing it was.
As soon as he arrived on the ground, a massive crater formed under his armored feet, with powerful lighting exploding off of his body and short-circuiting a large mob of robots he had landed in the center of. As each mechanical beast exploded in a hail of fire and shrapnel, Titus charged into the advancing horde, melting, crushing, and smiting any robotic cyborg he came across as he made his way over to the apprenticed sidekicks.
MonsieurShade said
T'is a good question indeed.
Well, Legion can send his coordinates to Alloy via Comm link.
Yes, it has been done.
Pink has been screaming at me on Skype nonstop about it.
Pink has been screaming at me on Skype nonstop about it.
No worries, I am editing it now.
Also, Pink, you've told me in skype already. Lol.
Also, Pink, you've told me in skype already. Lol.
Name: Olafe Thorson
Alias: He simply goes by 'Titus' as his alias.
Age: Seventeen. (17)
Mentor: Thor
Gender: Male
Good or Evil: Good
Abilities/Skills: Titus has been trained since a young age by Thor himself, and has therefore learned much from the Asgardian/Elder God. He is an extremely advanced hand-to-hand combatant, being taught by someone with eons of experience. He has been through countless worlds, training against the inhabitants of those specific words to sharpen and streamline his instincts and fighting ability. He is skilled in hand-to-hand and hammer wielding. Titus is also an experienced tactician, and knows a bit of medical knowledge.
Powers: Being originally an Asgardian, and being blessed by the Elder Gods under Thor's approval, Titus has superhuman attributes far stronger than any human's. His strength has proved to be enough to break through thick solid steel without hesitation or resistance, and he has reached amazing levels of speed when running in all-out stilt. The density of his skin is unknown, though it is stronger than the average human's.
Titus also has control over weather, or thunder, more specifically, through the use of his own uru-crafted hammer, Amund. With this abilities comes the power of flight and energy projection, but on a significantly lesser scale of his mentor's. tl;dr editon -
- Super Strength, Super Speed, Durability, and Stamina
- Flight, Weather Manipulaton
- Energy Projection
Weaknesses: Titus is relatively new to 'Earth', and though he has done some studying on human customs and history, he is still knew to this planet. Some technology he is unfamiliar with.
Equipment: Amund - Titus's hammer, crafted in the homeland of his mentor, Thor, and blessed/enchanted by Thor himself. It is created from uru metal, and is extremely durable like the Earth metal Adamantium or the Olympian metal Adamantine, if not moreso.
He also has armor made from melded iron, which is what his helmet is made of.
Personality: Same as before. I can, however, reveal that Titus is honorbound, determined, and a natural protector. He believes in protecting any innocent's life, and plans to do it until the day he's taken to Valhalla. He sometimes talks in the olden ways, similar to Thor, but has been working on his earth speech.
Short Bio: This will be revealed soon. I actually plan on finishing the bio another day, as I'm getting quite tired, haha. I hope that is okay?
Other: None.
That's what she said.
Meanwhile, inside of the National Bank, Legion dashed swiftly through massive corridors, his metallic, clawed 'feet' making the occasional 'clink' against the polished marble floor. The lights inside of the bank were completely out, leaving the entire building shrouded in dense shadows, yet the cyborg could easily see as clear as day. Underneath his helmet, Legion's baleful crimson eyes glinted in controlled amusement once he saw the glinting flashlights of wandering security guards enter the corridor he was currently moving through. Abruptly stopping his movement, Legion instantly calculated the amount of security guards were there, along with any note-worthy weapons and escape/stealth routes.
'Approximately four security guards, each with a baton and a pistol. Approximated bullet per magazine - Four. No obvious vents or pipelines.' Legion quickly surmised a sound plan. He would take out two of the guards utilizing the surprise factor, along with the darkness, before swiftly dispatching the last two without casualty. Stalking forward once more, the cyborg easily sidled up behind the moving group. He could hear their heavily-fattened bodies puffing with each step. The hesitance in their movements. The fear in their dilated pupils.
Amateurs.
In one smooth, yet erratic movement, the guard farthest behind the group was completely officially paralyzed from the spine up. withdrawing his crimson, blood-slicked blade from the unconscious man's spinal cord, Legion grabbed him by his limp neck and casually rested him against the wall. The others were dispatched in quite the same way, though, at the last one, Legion only knocked him out with a kick to the neck. Bending down, the teenager carefully engraved his alias, Legion, into the man's baton, before sheathing his blade once more and dashing to the roof via the staircase.
Legion calmly gazed downwards, at the parked 7 police cars. The chief of police, Sgt. Jones, was still screaming into his megaphone about bribery and other stupid nonsense. A firing squad of about ten men stood near the bank's front doors, AK-47's aimed right at the marble entrance. Legion snorted, his voice coming out raspy and robotic due to him being in his armored form.
"Idiotic humans."
Silently, the cyborg slinked out of the crime scene, the data chip stored in a small compartment in his hand.
Legion slowly pulled his blade out of a robot's motherboard with practiced ease, crimson eyes staring around at dozens of robot bodies littering the ground around him. After shipping the data-chip off to Bane's main headquarters, he had been on his way back to his apartment when a multiple groups of robots, most-likely from Brainiac's side of the end, ambushed him while he was still in his armored form.
Big mistake.
Walking out of the messy alley, Legion calmly flipped backwards, dodging a powerful, if not clumsy punch from a larger, more built robot. This one had the appearance of a juggernaut, with a heavily armored torso and gigantic brass knuckles. Too slow, however. Legion rolled to the side, dodging yet another punch, before brandishing his blade and moving forward. His arms were a blur as he tore into the massive robot with slashes and stabs too fast for an average human's eyes to follow.
'Left, right, left, right, right, left, up, down...' He finished with an overhead swing. As he dashed away at superhuman speeds, to scope out more of a situation, the juggernaut-like robot from before finally exploded in an explosion of shrapnel, screws, and electrical wiring.
Legion watched as a human girl, a man with a shield, and some weird water boy fought off robots from the surrounding area. From a rooftop away, the adult versions of the 'heroes', most-likely their mentors, watched with keen eyes.
The cyborg began analyzing the teens's fighting styles, his bionical eyes storing the fight away for later examination.
MonsieurShade said
Indeed they are. I was planning to occasionally refer to Legion as "brother" when speaking to him seeing as both of them were raised under Bane's guidance.
Alrighty, interesting. I'll probably have Legion be on his way from robbing the bank when he sees the robotic commotion. Then, he'll probably comm Alloy and voice his 'concerns'.
I am under the impression that Alloy and Legion are aware of each other?
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