Venom

Villains "R" Us: Inauguration

"Ironic isn't it?"

Thousands of miles from the prison, sitting pretty in his large office looking down at the streets below is one of the brilliant minds who came up with the unique technologies holding the individuals within the "super prison." Dr.Lawson

"All of who worked on the project masters of our fields, each one of figured revolutionary ways of escape proofing cells. In order to protect or freedom, we had to garuntee that no one could escape?"

He was in apparent interview, likely about to receive yet another award. He sighs for a minute as if annoyed by the memory he was just having.

"The only one we really had no clue about was Mr.Lapsa."
The woman interrupted "The Red Abyss."
Dr.Lawson tossed her a slight glare, before continuing "When you refer to them like that, you empower them, you convince them that their illusions of being more than me and you are true."

Once more the Reporter could not hold her tongue. "I feel someone that has been compared to a 30 megaton bomb might be a little bit more than me."

The Doctor waves off her rather snide remark. "Anyway, his abilities have forced us to ignore his humanity. Though I use the word lightly. Within his unique cell is a sarcophagus made of "Holy" birch, wrapped in cloth that was dipped in the sea of Jordan. We have Buddhist seals, and even carved the walls to have it resemble the chamber of a healing.The floor is made of marble pulled from the halls of the appointed...There are two more things within it but I am not authorized to reveal their existence at this time."

The reporter looks up from her notes with a raised brow. "So are you saying that all religion is in fact a truth?"

The doctor smirked, "I am saying you can never be to careful. In addition the sarcophagus is filled with a liquid similar to the fluid you are born in. It keeps him sustained and asleep, a electrical charge from the prison is ran through it at such a fashion to keep his heart in a controlled spasm. Preventing enough blood from reaching his brain to have the capacity to do more than faint in the event that he did adapt to the liquids. "

The reporter seemed to tilt her head, "Why not simply kill the man?"
He walked over to his rather expensive looking chair and took a seat. "We did try, but even while it was rendered comatose, the armor is like another organism entirely it protected itself...I won't say anything more than the thought had more than crossed our minds."

She once more looks at him confused. "What if he gets out?"
He waves his hands back and forth laughing at the thought. "The only way hes waking up is if someone opens that door. Last time I checked no one wanted to free the thing responsible for the Mt.Velion incident?"
The reporter smirks, "You just referred to him as a thing? Does that mean you too don't see him as one of us?"
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"You can see yourself out."

Villains 'R' Us

"Red" sorrow...
All the names you coulda picked....

Champions of Engine City

Zero will run into a few, but I will be waiting for the next round of post XD

Champions of Engine City

Er KL with these templates is it a program that I dld them to or am I just taking this over to like MS paint and adjusting from there?

Champions of Engine City

Everyone else has one XD I want one! Please and thanks.

Champions of Engine City

Bah My picture should enough XD

Champions of Engine City

URK! It just crashed my browser.

The Blackfield Asylum

Lol
I didn't want to post till someone else did, rapid posting is bad XD

State of Disarray (A Anthro optional State of Decay RP)

As Ice looked about really taking it in, her tail and ears drooped. Instinct? Or just common sense, whichever had her already wanting to go back to being lost in the woods.

As she was figuring out what had just happened to poor Jensen, the poor guy. His compatriot was in obvious shock as he started babbling to ice about their hunting trip, to which she had smiled and nodded starting to try and comfort him a tad, all she had to hear was hunting to know hes probably got a gun. Guns and being upset generally end badly for all parties...But before she could offer a word Jensen reminded both of them why this situation is so cruel!
The hunter was emotionally confused, pleading with his now rabid corpse of a friend! It became more and more obvious that he was too confused to even struggle properly, Ice narrowed her eyes. With five quick strides she had closed the distance, her sixth was to use the momentum for a rising round house! Barely missing the hunters face but hitting "Jensen" clean in the forehead! The force was enough to not only stun the ravenous undead but lift it lean of the other man. But ice had done this dance a few times she knew this wasn't done. A normal man would be counting stars right now, but not these things!
Before the creature had time to land she was already leaping up lifting a leg her right leg high enough in the air that you would have thought her a cheerleader not a prizefighter! A sudden shift and the foot may has well been a sledgehammer, the boot crushed the front of the creatures skull with a sound like a melon being split....The newly formed mushroom soup seemed to adhere to her boot when she pulled it from the redead, undead Jensen. "Yeah...Never gunna get used to that smell." Shaking her head she turned back to the panicked hunter. Forcing a sympathetic grin once again she approaches squatting next to him...The entire thing had been mere seconds, but Ice knows he may be a little less than thrilled that she just drove her boot through his zombie friends face. "Deeeeeep breaths, everything is....Sorta okay now. Now, I don't know you, I didn't know him, But I ain' trying to kill you. I am going to head that way, unless you know better. You are welcome to follow, but whatever you do, don't sit here quivering."
She waits to see his response, hopefully...more like with luck, but hope is a good word, He is rational enough to understand her.

Villains 'R' Us

Sad kitten is hypocritical! WE didn't leave her she left us!