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oh first blow!! alright lets fight!!! by the way, ahead of time i would like to state that i wouldnt mind my character being destroyed if dark matter is confident in his ability to reconstruct the robot? that is, if he even wants to. he might just eat the damn thing and make it into something else lol. im just saying this bc i dont think that this thing will stop unless its completely incapacitated first, which probably means destroying it. so yeah!! just some ideas to keep in mind.
whos powers are stronger, john or sam? because sam cast an AOE darkness fog that covers the field and absorbs/dampens light, and john's powers are all light based. itd be interesting on a meta level to acknowledge any conflicts that arise from this, since it was earlier acknowledged in-character that these two are basically polar opposites that would have trouble working together.
Boboclown89 said
Nightvision would help, but it would be about as bright as a computer's screen light on full brightness.


um im not quite sure what you mean by this? i dont think nightvision really works like that. i meant something like nightvision goggles, yknow like in tv shows when everything looks green?

also im a little concerned about jez's "lava sword"... like im not sure how thats physically possible but its drawing-magic so physics doesnt really matter i guess. its mostly the "i think im gonna get one-hit KO'd" thing that has me worried. like yeah im a tank but you can cut a tank in half with LAVA lol. should i have a minor protective magic buff from my ancient civilization's creators, so that it can cut me but not completely destroy me in one hit?
The police managed to hold off as long as they could, but their efforts at slowing the robot's advance would have been as effective as trying to move a mountain for all the good they did. Still, the Chief of police had just enough time to communicate the situation to the dispatcher, right before his police car was turned onto its side and the signal cut off.

Back in the station, the dispatcher stared at her phone wide-eyed and pale, the sounds of gunshots and shouting still ringing in her ears. Her thoughts raced as she tried to think of which department to call, what kind of force would be needed to deal with a threat like this. Her eyes slid across the room restlessly and landed on a poster on the wall of a tower on an island, shaped like a letter T-

And that's when she knew exactly who to call.
Back-up arrived, but a little too late. By the time the newly appointed Teen Titans arrived, there wasn't anyone left to assist. The cop cars were strewn across the construction site like discarded toys. The heroes would be on their own for this fight.

Like the previous encounter, the robot retreated to its pit after its rampage of sudden carnage and was currently patrolling the perimeter of the pit tirelessly. The lights on its body had shifted back to an almost calming shade of blue.

It didn't seem to notice their presence. Either that, or it just didn't really care. Not yet, at least. It didn't react to the sudden shroud of darkness that fell over the area, or the small creature that came to investigate it. For now, all it did was pace in circles, slowly but purposefully, over and over.
alright! i think ill keep waiting on amelia since she is the Leader of the Teen Titans and will probably want to make some orders or strategize or something. im waiting to hear back about sam's shadow stuff anyways since its a little important.
has everyone's heros arrived on the scene? also i had a question about the properties of sam's darkness area of effect attack.

does it blot out the sun? is it a big black force field type deal that absorbs all localized visible light? if someone were to turn on a light within the darkness, would that light be instantly absorbed or just not be able to travel very far, kinda of like a "darkness fog"? does night vision still work?
Night. The perfect time for hunting unnoticed in the city. While there were still all the lights and glamor that came with any modern city, these only seemed to accentuate the darkness in the alleys and shadowy nooks and crannies. Perfect for a smallish black dragon to travel about unnoticed. It was light enough on its feet that it could creep about almost soundlessly and its black scales lent it the appearance of a shadow itself. Even being spotted briefly, one would assume they were only seeing a trick of the light.

Yes, this was a nocturnal creature through and through. It mostly liked to sleep during the day, both to hide its presence and save its energy for the hunt, but now? Now it was time to play. Food, of course, was high on the list of priorities, and being a growing carnivore rats just weren't cutting it anymore. Tonight, it had its eye on a mangy looking cat that liked to groom itself on a windowsill and its forked tongue flickered out hungrily to taste the air.

In an ironically feline-like manner, the dragon laid low flat against the ground and quietly crept forward, stalking its prey. When it judged that it was close enough to strike, it tensed its backlegs, unfurled its wings, and-

Leapt!

With a pounce and glide, the two animals tumbled off the windowsill, falling to the ground in a tangle of fur, scale, and claw. The dragon had size on its side, however, and quickly subdued its smaller prey, stopping the cats movements completely with a well placed bite that completely crushed the wretched things neck between its jaws with a satisfying crunch.

Dinner was served.
Name: Unnamed, as of yet.
Age: 13
Skills: Sneaking, stealing, sniffing out treasure.
Ability: Hypnotic eyes (weak), flight, good sense of direction, fire-breather.
Appearance: Quadruped dragon with a long, serpentine tail and wings big enough to fly with. Has fin-like ears and a thorny ridge along its spine and tail. About as big as a medium-sized dog. Black scales, gold eyes.

Personality: A bit of a loner, even before its family perished. Being the runt of the litter meant being left out most of the time from playing and feeding, so it learned from a very early age that it had to depend on itself. Very crafty and resourceful, as well as survival oriented- its own survival, that is. It can be pretty self-centered and its number one priority will most likely always be itself. Despite the rough start though, this is still a very young dragon, so there is some playfulness and naivete underneath the rough exterior. It likes chasing animals smaller than it and especially likes shiny, jingling things. Can be a bit of a hoarder, as is natural for its species.

Backstory: Dragons aren’t what they used to be. The very large ones have no business being in a city anyways, as its difficult to find a large enough den to hide in and there isn’t much food to hunt. Sure, there are humans everywhere, but the second a dragon is spotted the knights will storm the nest and slay the dragon, smashing all the eggs while they're at it. Dragons are basically vermin that needed to be exterminated, the young ones especially before they become big enough to cause havoc.

Which was what happened to this particular dragon’s mother and siblings. She had been trying to find food for her newly hatched kin and accidentally alerted the guards. They tailed her back to her nest, an old abandoned warehouse with a basement large enough to serve as a den. After a long, arduous battle that lasted through the night, the Mother Dragon was slain and her children were shown no mercy either. Many knights had a grudge towards dragons, a sort of ancestral hatred that had been passed down through the generations, and in their opinion the only good dragon was a dead one.

However, they missed one. The runt of the litter was spared inadvertently, as it had been curled up in a ventilation shaft to keep warm. The sounds of the battle had awoken it but it stayed hidden until it ended. After seeing its mother fall, it fled through the shaft and managed to find its way to the topside world, where it had to survive on its own without a mother from that point on. Those were rough times, seeing as it was only a hatchling, but dragons are nothing if not resilient, and it was small enough that feeding off of rats was more than enough to fill its belly.

Now, 13 years later, this runt is a street-smart, scaly little thief just trying to survive in a hostile modern world.
July 21st, 2014
Noon (12:15 PM)
Jump City- Outskirts

Monday started off as just a regular day for the public works demolition experts. The local government had recently passed a new bill permitting a long overdue expansion for their crowded little city to make more room for the ever increasing population.

But before you could create, you had to destroy.

The area they were currently working in was something of an Old District, unused and unlived in except for vagrants and strays. These buildings were old and had recently taken a toll from an earthquake, many predictably collapsing in on themselves since they had not been up to code. It was their job to tear down these old buildings the rest of the way and rip out their foundation to make room for new industries and roads to be built. An easy enough task, routine even.

Unfortunately, the earthquake had shaken up more than just the foundations. Deep in the earth, below the clumsily erected buildings of a comparatively primitive civilization, a different kind of structure was beginning to stir. One that ran off natural energy, including the geothermal kind generated by shifting tectonic plates. Over the last week, the noise and vibrations of the demolition happening above were beginning to creep into its awareness, like a restless sleeper ready to awaken.

"'Ey, Jack! There's something buried here!" an excavator operator called out to his foreman. He had been scooping out the dirt and rubble to clear out a space for the soon to be basement of a multi-story parking structure when suddenly his bucket had caught against something with a distinctly metallic clang. He figured it might be a pipe of some sort (it wouldn't be the first time he accidentally punctured something on the job,) so he decided to wait for further instruction before digging any deeper.

A murmur went through the crew like a wave and they quickly consulted their blueprints and maps, trying to figure out what it might be.

"There are no active pipelines in this area," the foreman called back with a wave of his arm. "Just keep diggin' around it and we'll fish out whatever it is."

Somehow, this didn't reassure the operator much. He shook off the uneasy feeling and kept digging, pausing to readjust his bucket whenever he heard a clang. He must have rotated that thing 360 degrees trying to get around whatever this blockage was, but after he had gotten a few meters deeper he quickly realized that this was no pipe. The mounds rising out of the soil were caked in dirt, but had a distinctly humanoid shape.

Perhaps it was a massive sculpture of some kind? He communicated this to the foreman who, again, told him to keep digging. And so he did, and as he did, the jostling began to dislodge some of the dirt covering the structure, unveiling a rustic bronze surface and dusty blue panels that caught the afternoon light and seemed to shine. To the operator, at least.

Little did he know those panels literally were catching that light and converting it into solar energy. The shining wasn't a trick of the eye either, they were actually beginning to glow and flicker. With a metallic screech, the entire structure gave a sudden lurch and the operator paused again to adjust his bucket, thinking he had accidentally struck it again. Before he could dip his machine back into the dirt a massive hand-like thing burst out of the dirt and abruptly grabbed onto his bucket, stopping it in its tracks.

"Holy shit!" the operator yelped and scrambled for the door, flinging himself out of the house before the entire excavator was toppled onto its side. He witnessed in mute horror as the monster he had inadvertently unleashed swung his machine above its head like a lasso and sent it flying across the construction site, sending the other workers scattering like tiny screaming ants. Faintly, he could hear his foreman frantically calling the police on the radio, but it sounded so much farther away as he watched the massive structure pull itself out of the dirt and clamber to its full height.

That's as big as my house, was the operator's last thought, before the shining blue panel turned towards him and glowed a deep red.
It took half an hour for the police to mobilize, but by the time they arrived on the site most of the damage had already been done. The workers that could escape had already long since fled, and the ones that hadn't been quick enough- well. Let's just say they looked like roadkill. The threat that they had been called in to neutralize had already retreated back into the hole it had been found in and was pacing the perimeter of it, like a guard dog.

The chief of police took one look around him at the carnage and destruction. Toppled construction machines, two to three times the size of their measly little police cars. Crushed bodies, their hard hats completely caved in. The bullet proof vest he was wearing didn't feel so secure anymore.

A metallic ping jolted him out of his survey of the area. Someone, he didn't know who, had pulled out their pistol and taken a shot at the thing while its back was turned. Above the lip of the hole, what he presumed to be the creature's head quickly swiveled to face them. The shining beacon of its face shifted from a light blue to a glaring red, the luminescence spilling across the ground like blood.

Quickly, the rest of the force pulled out their guns and began firing, but the bullets weren't doing much beyond scraping the dirt off the monstrous thing. Its massive hands gripped the edge of the hole and it slowly pulled itself over the edge, lumbering towards them at a steady, but terrifying pace.

Hands trembling, the chief of police leaned into his car and picked up the radio.

"We need backup."
Lucius Cypher said
I'd certainly like that. I'm the only villain right now, so lone wolfing is what I have to do by default. If you really want your character to be found, just make a bit of a disturbance in the city. I put Donny in a position where he can get involved quickly.


i was thinking something like that might be ideal! im writing up a post as we speak. hopefully this can lead to our first confrontation with the titans too so we can all get acquainted with each other, though i imagine the first "battle" will be pretty messy since everyones getting used to each other lol. thatll be pretty fun to watch.
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