@Unknown100 you've done it now...
I'm totally bringing in Syona.
She better hurry. They are leaving :p
Edit: Also the way Jane just let her powers unleash an inferno, she is already kinda her own worst enemy.
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She better hurry. They are leaving :p
Edit: Also the way Jane just let her powers unleash an inferno, she is already kinda her own worst enemy.
@Zhaliora@Nomad@Orlan@BlackPanther@Helo
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Far away from all the action, two men sat in an office. The place must have been a nightmare to keep clean, as it was all white. Floors, walls, ceiling even a large part of the furniture was white. There was expensive decorations and polished glass tables.
The two men wore suits that probably cost more than most people’s houses. At their sleeves cufflinks sat with the word EDGE, and they wore them proudly. Despite the obvious comfort of the chairs, the men did not look happy. On the flatscreen played a live feed, one of their agents recorded. It showed the theater collapsing, and before that a giant lightshow of a war had played.
“It’s our Jane. Always thinking with her fists. God damn her! A child, forever a child. She could be a force of nature if only she listened to us. She might even win us the war, if only she would be more discrete.”
“Do you think she will survive?” the other asked, a blond guy with glasses. Unlike his colleague he actually sounded concerned.
“Maybe. Maybe not. We have to start planning without her. Like how are we going to use this?” He nodded to the screen. “The scientists have played their hand, and I don’t think they expected this much resistance. The site is a warzone now, and we can expose them for the murderous tyrants they are. They can’t just spin this, people have seen too much, and the cat is out of the bag. Supernaturals are among us, and the government unleashed them on the streets without a second’s thought.”
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Meanwhile Jane picked herself up from the solid ground. Her hood was down and sand and dirt fell from her hair.
The stranger had started another lecture while people fought for their lives around him. He even spoke to the enemy.
“Seriously, just shut up and get out of here! I came back for you, get it?” she shouted to him. More clouds had formed above, and she greeted the rumbling sound of thunder. It was thanks to her newfound supernatural friend whom could control storms. Hoping desperately that her escape plan would work she raised her fist and gave the signal.
Immediately lightning struck the ground a few meters from where she was standing.
Come on, hit me! she thought to herself.
Another strike, this one right next to her. She could almost smell the power coming from it.
Again! Make it strike me! This has to work.
And then the thunderstorm hits its mark; Jane was struck and thrown down on her knees by the violent impact. Her vision got blurry and her limbs started shaking. Before she could order another delivery, she was hit again and then again, and they kept coming.
A clear silhouette of her hands and knees where painted in soot where she was laying and trying to push back, so she would not get totally smashed into the ground by the strength of the bolts. Luckily for her they stopped as soon as she raised her arm again.
She had never felt such power running through her before. This plan had gone even further than she had wanted. But it worked! Her hands were almost vibrating and her heart was pounding like a locomotive. The little bit of lighting that shot between her fingers, as she stood up again, was quickly absorbed as well. Her eyes yet again glowed orange, but steam also started to pour out like something from a cheesy manga.
“Hell… fucking… yeah!” she whispered and raised her bleeding arm. With a single stroke of her hand she blasted a giant line in the ground where the Scientists had come from. The concrete was instantly obliviated, and pieces and dust shot up into the air like a giant wall, obscuring the view of anyone not close and directly in the fight. “Go! We can’t fight all of them!” she yelled out in the direction of the stranger and the escape vehicles.
There was a woman at one of them. Covered in armor with a set of wings on her back. In her hand a gun. She was undoubtedly with the Scientists.
Looking like a lion about to devour a mouse, Jane now directed both arms right at the winged woman.
And then Jane fired…
The blast was like radiant lava, heated up to the absolute boiling point. The beam itself shot out with such unbelievable force, Jane was pushed slightly back. The ground beneath the immense ray started to melt, and the air around turned red. It was as if pure hellfire burned the world with a glow warmer than anything.
Unknown to Jane at the time where the consequences of the Armageddon she had unleashed from her hands. All she felt right now was hate. A consuming hate. And she hoped her hate would allow them all to retreat.
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Far away from all the action, two men sat in an office. The place must have been a nightmare to keep clean, as it was all white. Floors, walls, ceiling even a large part of the furniture was white. There was expensive decorations and polished glass tables.
The two men wore suits that probably cost more than most people’s houses. At their sleeves cufflinks sat with the word EDGE, and they wore them proudly. Despite the obvious comfort of the chairs, the men did not look happy. On the flatscreen played a live feed, one of their agents recorded. It showed the theater collapsing, and before that a giant lightshow of a war had played.
“It’s our Jane. Always thinking with her fists. God damn her! A child, forever a child. She could be a force of nature if only she listened to us. She might even win us the war, if only she would be more discrete.”
“Do you think she will survive?” the other asked, a blond guy with glasses. Unlike his colleague he actually sounded concerned.
“Maybe. Maybe not. We have to start planning without her. Like how are we going to use this?” He nodded to the screen. “The scientists have played their hand, and I don’t think they expected this much resistance. The site is a warzone now, and we can expose them for the murderous tyrants they are. They can’t just spin this, people have seen too much, and the cat is out of the bag. Supernaturals are among us, and the government unleashed them on the streets without a second’s thought.”
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Meanwhile Jane picked herself up from the solid ground. Her hood was down and sand and dirt fell from her hair.
The stranger had started another lecture while people fought for their lives around him. He even spoke to the enemy.
“Seriously, just shut up and get out of here! I came back for you, get it?” she shouted to him. More clouds had formed above, and she greeted the rumbling sound of thunder. It was thanks to her newfound supernatural friend whom could control storms. Hoping desperately that her escape plan would work she raised her fist and gave the signal.
Immediately lightning struck the ground a few meters from where she was standing.
Come on, hit me! she thought to herself.
Another strike, this one right next to her. She could almost smell the power coming from it.
Again! Make it strike me! This has to work.
And then the thunderstorm hits its mark; Jane was struck and thrown down on her knees by the violent impact. Her vision got blurry and her limbs started shaking. Before she could order another delivery, she was hit again and then again, and they kept coming.
A clear silhouette of her hands and knees where painted in soot where she was laying and trying to push back, so she would not get totally smashed into the ground by the strength of the bolts. Luckily for her they stopped as soon as she raised her arm again.
She had never felt such power running through her before. This plan had gone even further than she had wanted. But it worked! Her hands were almost vibrating and her heart was pounding like a locomotive. The little bit of lighting that shot between her fingers, as she stood up again, was quickly absorbed as well. Her eyes yet again glowed orange, but steam also started to pour out like something from a cheesy manga.
“Hell… fucking… yeah!” she whispered and raised her bleeding arm. With a single stroke of her hand she blasted a giant line in the ground where the Scientists had come from. The concrete was instantly obliviated, and pieces and dust shot up into the air like a giant wall, obscuring the view of anyone not close and directly in the fight. “Go! We can’t fight all of them!” she yelled out in the direction of the stranger and the escape vehicles.
There was a woman at one of them. Covered in armor with a set of wings on her back. In her hand a gun. She was undoubtedly with the Scientists.
Looking like a lion about to devour a mouse, Jane now directed both arms right at the winged woman.
And then Jane fired…
The blast was like radiant lava, heated up to the absolute boiling point. The beam itself shot out with such unbelievable force, Jane was pushed slightly back. The ground beneath the immense ray started to melt, and the air around turned red. It was as if pure hellfire burned the world with a glow warmer than anything.
Unknown to Jane at the time where the consequences of the Armageddon she had unleashed from her hands. All she felt right now was hate. A consuming hate. And she hoped her hate would allow them all to retreat.
I'll get a post up in the next couple of hours.
Egerg...My computer hiccupped and I lost my whole post :( had a whole philosophical speech and everything. 4
Damn. Too bad, man.
@Nomad@Orlan@Helo
The abomination had immediately changed tactics as soon as Jane wounded it. Now it swung around and split into smaller monsters that all rained down on Jane and the stranger. Each was as nimble as panther on the hunt and jumped with ferocious anger.
Thanks to her parkour skills, Jane just barely dodged a mouth full of teeth flying at her, but was struck down when a set of claws ripped open her arm. A burning sensation of pain instantly shot through her, worse than she could ever have imagined. With just as much aggression she yelled and turned that creature into ash.
The abomination, whatever it was, had been a quick learner. It couldn’t fight her with brute force. But claws and teeth, now there was something Jane couldn’t absorb. Not as long as it was used on a small scale anyway.
Jane’s retaliation had pierced the beast and continued into another wall, and it was now only a matter of time before the building collapsed.
“We have to go!” she shouted with as much air as she could spare, before creating a flash from her palm that kept the multiple attackers at bay. Only now did she get back on her feet. “There are other ways to strike back, but not here, not now!”
A large piece of the ceiling dropped down in a cloud of dust, and many more were falling also, so Jane started to move back. Her powers were almost drained, and it didn't help either that she was bleeding badly. Soon she would be helpless if a new source of energy didn't appeared.
Luckily a literal roaring thunderstorm could be heard outside, and she knew one of her supernatural friends were just about ready to cover her escape.
The abomination had immediately changed tactics as soon as Jane wounded it. Now it swung around and split into smaller monsters that all rained down on Jane and the stranger. Each was as nimble as panther on the hunt and jumped with ferocious anger.
Thanks to her parkour skills, Jane just barely dodged a mouth full of teeth flying at her, but was struck down when a set of claws ripped open her arm. A burning sensation of pain instantly shot through her, worse than she could ever have imagined. With just as much aggression she yelled and turned that creature into ash.
The abomination, whatever it was, had been a quick learner. It couldn’t fight her with brute force. But claws and teeth, now there was something Jane couldn’t absorb. Not as long as it was used on a small scale anyway.
Jane’s retaliation had pierced the beast and continued into another wall, and it was now only a matter of time before the building collapsed.
“We have to go!” she shouted with as much air as she could spare, before creating a flash from her palm that kept the multiple attackers at bay. Only now did she get back on her feet. “There are other ways to strike back, but not here, not now!”
A large piece of the ceiling dropped down in a cloud of dust, and many more were falling also, so Jane started to move back. Her powers were almost drained, and it didn't help either that she was bleeding badly. Soon she would be helpless if a new source of energy didn't appeared.
Luckily a literal roaring thunderstorm could be heard outside, and she knew one of her supernatural friends were just about ready to cover her escape.
@Helo
Glad to see you post Helo, and don't worry: All character can have equal influences on a RP, even if they don't fight giant monsters.
Glad to see you post Helo, and don't worry: All character can have equal influences on a RP, even if they don't fight giant monsters.
Post will be up sometime today, but it won't be for a while.
Nice
The greatest gladiator fight in the history of man!
@Nomad
Jane watched as the last people fled into the streets, becoming part of the anonymous masses. Yet the night was not done. Fog and noise escaped the old, fragile theater, and around the building happened all kinds of things. Hell was happening, a true inferno, and the stranger seemed to be in over his head. Dammit, I shouldn’t be here, she thought to herself.
“It’s happening. This is exactly how you said they were,” a voice said. One of the supernaturals had come back alongside another. “And… You are the one they have been after, right? The Jane Doe?”
“You should get out of here,” Jane answered instead.
“No, we fight. Like you said.”
After making a hand gesture towards the carnage that unfolded before their very eyes, Jane spoke. “This is just fun for the scientists. They get to try out all their new toys and learn from their mistakes. This is a fight they have chosen, and they are just gonna keep sending in more efficient weapons of war. There is no winning this.”
“But the big man he-he fights for us.”
With a sneer Jane closed her eyes and bit her lip. She knew this new guy was right. Though this entire ordeal was pointless, and she wasn’t at her best, they had to get the stranger out somehow. She just hoped he would believe there was no victory to be had and come willingly. After making sure her hood was still on right, she spoke: “Alright, what can you do, and have you ever fought before?”
The two guys were quick to explain one could ram things like a rhino and the other could create thunderstorms. However this was the very first time they had seen action.
“Rhino stay with your friend here, and, thunder-guy, I need you to hang back and make a storm. If I come out of the theater and give the signal, you strike as much lightning as you can.”
“At what?”
“… At me,” she answered and ran back towards the battlefield.
When a couple of guards saw her they started to fire. Their aim was deadly even from a distance and bullets instantly hit Jane. But that was what she wanted. The energy from the impact was transformed into a beam she used to blast their van to pieces, and she saw them get thrown to the ground as it impacted. Before anyone had time to figure out what just happened she ran back into the building, back to the real fight.
The stranger was hold up fighting an abomination strait out of a nightmare. It continued a never ending physical change and kept mixing up the fight. After the stranger had made it knock over a few supporting columns, Jane started to realize what he was doing.
She aimed and fired at one corner. The old wood splintered and shot out to all sides under the massive force of her beam, and the ceiling started to shake uncontrollably.
Just as she was about to repeat the success, the monster turned towards her. It resembled a four-legged creature and raced at her. As it jumped into the air it changed to just a torso and arms with immense claws at the ready.
Jane’s eyes widened, but her reaction was instant: She pointed and threw her hand down and in that same moment a paper-thin energy-beam cut the monster like a knife-blade.
The thing’s arm left its body in a split-second, the host turned unwillingly in the air and crashed down into Jane.
Had her energy-absorption not extended to kinetic energy she would have been crushed by the enormous weight. But the great irony was that only slow and soft things hurt her. In a cloud of dust Jane was pushed backwards across the floor and then stopped unharmed and still on her feet.
“Piece by piece, motherfucker!” she yelled at it, as it created a long arm from its spine that grabbed hold of a wall and swung the monster around the theater. Its lost arm squirmed on the floor like a chicken without a head, until Jane incinerated it and told the stranger they would have to get rid of the monster and flee.
Jane watched as the last people fled into the streets, becoming part of the anonymous masses. Yet the night was not done. Fog and noise escaped the old, fragile theater, and around the building happened all kinds of things. Hell was happening, a true inferno, and the stranger seemed to be in over his head. Dammit, I shouldn’t be here, she thought to herself.
“It’s happening. This is exactly how you said they were,” a voice said. One of the supernaturals had come back alongside another. “And… You are the one they have been after, right? The Jane Doe?”
“You should get out of here,” Jane answered instead.
“No, we fight. Like you said.”
After making a hand gesture towards the carnage that unfolded before their very eyes, Jane spoke. “This is just fun for the scientists. They get to try out all their new toys and learn from their mistakes. This is a fight they have chosen, and they are just gonna keep sending in more efficient weapons of war. There is no winning this.”
“But the big man he-he fights for us.”
With a sneer Jane closed her eyes and bit her lip. She knew this new guy was right. Though this entire ordeal was pointless, and she wasn’t at her best, they had to get the stranger out somehow. She just hoped he would believe there was no victory to be had and come willingly. After making sure her hood was still on right, she spoke: “Alright, what can you do, and have you ever fought before?”
The two guys were quick to explain one could ram things like a rhino and the other could create thunderstorms. However this was the very first time they had seen action.
“Rhino stay with your friend here, and, thunder-guy, I need you to hang back and make a storm. If I come out of the theater and give the signal, you strike as much lightning as you can.”
“At what?”
“… At me,” she answered and ran back towards the battlefield.
When a couple of guards saw her they started to fire. Their aim was deadly even from a distance and bullets instantly hit Jane. But that was what she wanted. The energy from the impact was transformed into a beam she used to blast their van to pieces, and she saw them get thrown to the ground as it impacted. Before anyone had time to figure out what just happened she ran back into the building, back to the real fight.
The stranger was hold up fighting an abomination strait out of a nightmare. It continued a never ending physical change and kept mixing up the fight. After the stranger had made it knock over a few supporting columns, Jane started to realize what he was doing.
She aimed and fired at one corner. The old wood splintered and shot out to all sides under the massive force of her beam, and the ceiling started to shake uncontrollably.
Just as she was about to repeat the success, the monster turned towards her. It resembled a four-legged creature and raced at her. As it jumped into the air it changed to just a torso and arms with immense claws at the ready.
Jane’s eyes widened, but her reaction was instant: She pointed and threw her hand down and in that same moment a paper-thin energy-beam cut the monster like a knife-blade.
The thing’s arm left its body in a split-second, the host turned unwillingly in the air and crashed down into Jane.
Had her energy-absorption not extended to kinetic energy she would have been crushed by the enormous weight. But the great irony was that only slow and soft things hurt her. In a cloud of dust Jane was pushed backwards across the floor and then stopped unharmed and still on her feet.
“Piece by piece, motherfucker!” she yelled at it, as it created a long arm from its spine that grabbed hold of a wall and swung the monster around the theater. Its lost arm squirmed on the floor like a chicken without a head, until Jane incinerated it and told the stranger they would have to get rid of the monster and flee.
It's strengths are it's biggest weaknesses, it could become something that could eat you all or become something that would just try to nibble bits of your shoe off, the smile I have on my face is actually hurting me a bit.
Cool. Can it assemble itself if it lost a limb? And what if someone sets fire to it? (I'm just trying to get an idea how the opponent).
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