To Save The World!

[Snelly]

can i pleh guyz

OOC: You have to make a profile and get it approved first.

[HeavyMetalSunshineSister]

IC(Fellwyd): The alien made a sort of indifferent gesture with his head, though, really, it looked like just more of the vague nodding that seemed to dominate Diemawr conversation."My opponent fought well, but he did not succeed in doing any lasting damage. The leg is uncomfortable, but it is functional."

[Toa of Dancing]

OOC: So, uh, I assume a tiltrotor is a type of helicopter. Yes, I honestly don't know. XD

Dieter Geist, Grau/Coalition Headquarters, En Route to Jocasta's Library via TiltrotorIC:

Grau scanned the papers before tossing them into the co-pilot's seat. Looked like they trusted him to pilot one of these things. He had the training, but still. It was as close as he thought it would get to being honored. With a roll of his eyes he started up the engine and made liftoff.

[Wyrd Bid Ful Araed]

OOC: So, uh, I assume a tiltrotor is a type of helicopter. Yes, I honestly don't know. XD

OOC: Sort of.Is there anything I need to post with the group at Jodrell Bank or is the Jeznewooby keeping you all occupied for now?

[shadow pridak money gang]

OOC: It's keeping Tilian and Bruce Airey occupied enough. Negafire is disabling the guards right now, and Gadgeteer and Lone are preparing to storm inside, to the best of my knowledge.-Teezy

[thelonewander]

OOC: It's keeping Tilian and Bruce Airey occupied enough. Negafire is disabling the guards right now, and Gadgeteer and Lone are preparing to storm inside, to the best of my knowledge.-Teezy

OOC:thats about right. also, Armageddon, is Tragedy approved? Edited April 16, 2012 by thelonewander

[Korkoa]

OOC: Actually, Negafire has encountered zero resistance, I'm not sure if it's being implied that he's disabling them, or he's just sneaking around, as I've received no direction in that matter.

[shadow pridak money gang]

OOC: Anyway, since Til is frozen waiting for the giant worm to disappear, I should probably get Paige out of the air...IC: Siren (Los Angeles International, Los Angeles, California)The plane finally rolled to a stop on the runway, and Paige sighed in relief as she stepped foot onto solid ground again. She had never been much of a flyer..."Alright, are we renting a cab or do you have a car here?"-Teezy

[HeavyMetalSunshineSister]

OOC: Yeah, after the posts controlling the giant worm stopped, action on that front stopped as well, so just assume Bruce is continually throwing rocks at it.

[Kumata]

IC - Sluice @ Superbeing Smackdown"Um, anything I can do to soothe it?" Sluice asked as the pair made their way off of the battlefield. There was the natural concern she always felt, but also a bit of guilt too. She'd dragged Fellwyd into this, and though he was a warrior he obviously wasn't used to fighting superbeings...

[HeavyMetalSunshineSister]

IC(Fellwyd): "No, no, there is no serious injury, just the natural results of going up against a skilled opponent. The Empire's soldiers are expected to face worse without complaint."

[Toa of Dancing]

OOC: Mmk, that's what I had in my head. Thought that was it. XD So... Grau's just gonna have to land that in the middle of a parking lot somewhere? Not very assassin-like.

Edited April 16, 2012 by Toa of Dancing

[Wyrd Bid Ful Araed]

OOC:thats about right. also, Armageddon, is Tragedy approved?

OOC: Why not have a look in the place where I put all the approved characters :rolleyes:IC: There didn't seem to be any staff in the MERLIN Suite. The health and safety guy had to be around somewhere, but Negafire couldn't see him. On the other hand there didn't seem to be any sparks or crackling chain lightning bolts which, to Negafire's mind, would indicate a power leak

[Madara: Mangekyou Master]

OOC: Why isn't Changeling there?

[Kumata]

OOC: How about empty field near to the city. Grau goes mostly invisible when he's intangible, doesn't he? So he can make a beeline to Jocasta's library pretty much unnoticed. Sure, maybe there'll be reports of a Coalition tiltrotor in the area, but nothing to suggest that the library specifically is at risk.

[thelonewander]

IC:(Tragedy)Alex opened his eyes, seeing a desert. he tasted blood, and guessed that Lord Death came out, again. this time he didn't reconize where he was, at all. this is getting worse, i can just tell. he looked up, and saw a pyramid. "how did i get over halfway across the world? how long was Death out?" it didn't matter right then, because Tragedy thought he saw some on top of the pyramid.OCC: i know Ozo was at a pyramid. hoping to interact with them.

Edited April 17, 2012 by thelonewander

[Wyrd Bid Ful Araed]

OOC: Why isn't Changeling there?

Oversight on my part . Fixed it

[Madara: Mangekyou Master]

NPC (Professor Perdition - JFK International Airport):"Where are those insufferable, impertinent, punctuality deficient dolts!?" A figure was striding briskly down the tarmac, red cloak billowing behind him. Sunshine glanced off his golden armour, as a team of suited aides warded off reporters. Perdition's dark eyes glinted behind his mask of metal. True, he had arrived far earlier than scheduled, but that was part and parcel of security. Patterns led to predictability. And predictability led to death. The sight of a few garishly coloured placards met him as he entered the terminal. Evidently, the left would always be able to find him for a good protest. New York was definitely not Turehuata. The man caught sight of a transport, emblazoned with the League symbol, pulling up outside the building. With a nod, a pair of broadly built secret service agents pushed forward, splitting the very small group of protestors in two, and creating a path for the good professor. The League member's eyes flicked about the protestors, alert for any weapons. One should always be careful. Always.

[Korkoa]

IC: Negafire moved swiftly through the suit, soon finding the door. After a quick inspection, he opened the tiny window to shout through. "Hey! I'm here! I can't open it though, I gotta blow if off! Stand away from the door!"IC: Magneta looked around the tarmac, her eyes settling on a redundant fence at the end of the runway. "We could just fly there." She waved her hand at the fence, which twisted out of the ground and hurdled towards them. It shifted in shape, simply becoming a metal sphere that stopped in front of them. a quick hand wave later, and most of the sphere had flattened, creating a platform for Paige. The rest of the sphere detached, and coated Magneta in a sheen of silver. "You good with that?"

[Kumata]

OOC: Will IC Sluice a bit later; I need time to write a long one.IC - Gadgeteer @ Jodrell BankThe armoured Russian took a step back. Negafire had been quicker than he had expected; he must have disposed of security quickly. The creature meanwhile was still smashing around whilst the others haphazardly battled it, and Viktor felt a strong urge to step in and seize control of, by what he could see, was a very chaotic situation. The Whistler was throwing rocks at it for crying out loud. But in this low-tech armour he doubted he could contribute much more, whereas against Lady Hexas his scientific brain might be essential...

Edited April 17, 2012 by Kumata

[HeavyMetalSunshineSister]

OOC: To be fair, he has literally no other weapons available to him. I decided not to give him a gun because guns are useless in this RPG anyway.

[Madara: Mangekyou Master]

IC (Changeling - JFK International Airport): Changeling could see a gleaming figure striding out from the airport, with a wide-collared red cape and golden armour. Sasquatch stepped out from the vehicle, seamlessly shifting into his giant, furry form. The bestial man growled to himself as he stepped out of the transport. "Odd, looks like he got here an hour early."Changeling followed closely, standing to the side of the door as Professor Perdition moved forward, the handful of protesters easily held back by his security detail. "Someone looks like he got the red carpet reception. Or at the very least, he's wearing the red carpet." Changeling noted that one of the protesters managed to ease her way past the secret service agents, reaching into her jacket, and drawing a pair of snub-nosed revolvers. The woman turned and coolly sent shots into Perdition's security detail."GUN!" Changeling flipped forward, as the lady took aim. The first shot sizzled past his face, glancing off Professor Perdition's back. The other hero barely reacted, scrambling into the transport as Sasquatch moved to cover the entrance. The rookie could feel adrenaline flood his system, as he jumped over one of the wounded Turehuatan guards. The assassin seemed oddly serene. "No matter." The rookie drew a small disk from his belt. "Eat this!"The disk gleamed as Changeling hurled it into the asphalt at the woman's feet. Within seconds, a thick red cloud of smoke had engulfed her.

[Jean Valjean]

OOC: Sorry I haven't been able to dedicate a solid amount of time to this since last week.IC: (Ivan, Jodrell Bank, inside the Jeznewooby)First thing was first. Ivan felt himself dying. Really, seriously, dying. It was now twice his body temperature and he was being baked alive as the surrounding heat followed the second law of thermodynamics, making it impossible for him to dispose of his excess body heat. Cursed physics was putting him on the line again. This had to be fast. Very fast. In fact, he estimated that Ike had only half a minute left to destroy the Jeznewooby and get him out of this pocket dimension.He pulled out a sensory device from his pocket, but he had to shift with all his might to lift up his arm in the cramped space. Both his hands were now dangling up near his face, and he felt the urge to wipe his slimey hairout of his eyes. In this environment, there were so many distractions. It took a clear focus and an Olympian strength fo willpower to keep on going. With the remaining energy he had, he raised his arm higher, and held up both his device and his comminicator. He clicked the sensor on."Ike, are you getting this?" he coughed."Ywis, it seems - ""Just do what you have to do," said Ivan.IC: (Ike, Jodrell Bank, facing the Jeznewooby)Ike couldn't be counted on to pick up on subtle cues, but he understood when Ivan was being earnest. He could reasonably assume that Ivan was facing an imminent death, most likely due to the second law of thermodynamics getting the better of him.He observed the new readings on his communications device and did some quick calculations. it would take a while to figure out exactly what the readings meant, since they were complex, organic, and could be interpreted in multiple different ways, but his blessed sense of intuition kicked in like a much-needed dose of adrenalin. It appeared he was looking at the source code for the Jeznewooby's pocket dimension, and like a radio frequency it could be nullified with the right interference."Stand back," he said to Icarus. Icarus, a little dumbfounded, did not stand back, although he did hide directly behind him as the Jeznewooby continued to rampage, this time furious with the man in black and red who had shot it in its previously unnoticed eye. Ike dropped the comunicator on the ground, and it spontaneously sent up a holographic interface to meet him at eye level. Electric blue digits by the thousand wizzed across a glistening navy blue field. Confusing configurations formed as the numbers seemed to clump together into a web, taking on the form of something vaguely organic. It was like looking at an unbreakable code from the ages of the Cold War, stepped up ten times in dificulty and ingenuity."Base one thousand," said Ike. The blue hologram before him simplified itself down into considerably fewer digits as mountains of data converted itself into a new language. Ike recognized the additional digits just as easily as the first few digits in base ten. To him it was like a form of digital shorthand to help him process the information in a less cluttered fashion. If he had the time he would have converted the numbers into some other mode of information, such as graphs, but he didn't have time to analyze what was before him and conclude which would have ben best suitedThere was a clump of data around the center, taking on some sort of sphere. He made a gesture and the sphere blew up. There were blotches of some sort of information representing itself through cubes and smalle spheres. The system was imperfect. In many ways, it reminded him of a mixed up twenty-two-dimensional analogue of a Rubik's cube divided into five or six layers, although the comparison was a bit of and the objective was not the same, though he certainly saw that with the right amount of tweeking he could get this data into some sort of qintessential form. What he needed was to blot out the original source code with an interdimensional anti-virus. he held out his hand, began kicking out certain bits of information, pulling in information that distantly orbited the packed center, and twisting the data around in such ways as to fit his needs. Finally, he plotted a few points, connected a few sphered together with links, and considered the final product.A bit rough, a it hurried, but it would work."COGITATE ME!" said hollared Ike. The Jeznewooby turned toward him. Whether or not it understood was a question yet to be answered, since if it could utilize perception filters it might also use translating devices, but that was an unknown to be pondered for another day. "MY PRESENCE IS THE MOST OBVIOUS AND ANNOYING. CONSIDER HOW THIS RELATED TO YOUR DESIRES."The Jeznewooby tumbled his way. Ike stapped back a ways, making the way clear. Then he aimed his communicator toward the giant dish of the telescope. "A minimous note for future advertance: When charging a man with an interdimensional nullifier, never get within the crosshairs of an amplifier." Ike aimed his communicator at the Lovell telescope and pressed the "send" button.It must have been like listening to fingernails against a chalkboard for the Jeznewooby. It screatched, wriggled, and wreathed with the ferocity of a rodeo bull, then shreaked even louder. Everyone else in the area was forced to hold their hands over their ears. Ike, in spite of being indestructible, flinched. Acid flew out of the creature's mouth. Suddenly, its teeth began to look different, and they took on a peculiar motion, reminding Ike of pennies rolling down a spiral wishing well coin funnel."Like one of those spiral wishing well coin funnels," commented Ike."Ike, don't you get distracted!" came Ivan's voice.The teach disappeared, and the Jeznewooby's mouth turned inward, then the rest of its head. The rest of its body followed, being sucked inside as its entire ontology twisted against itself. It was a paradox in motion, like watching the snake that disappeared by eating its tail. In five seconds, the final bit of its existence was gone, replaced by a perfectly circular black hole hovering above the ground.Ivan, slimey Ivan, fell out, like a dead man stuffed in a closet. Ike ran to him."Is your homeostasis sound?" asked Ike."Give me a moment," said Ivan, holding up a finger. "Yes, it's sound.""That confirms my theory that they possess an ethereal system within their body. It's structurally similar to the curculatory system, except with liqified energy coded to alter their relative dimensions. If I had time to further examine it, I could have narrowed down a teory as to their origins, since the superphysics involved seemed to come from natural evolution due to its organic - oh, sorry, how was it, by the way?Ivan picket up his gold rimmed glasses from a puddle of slime next to him. He shook it a few times to get the exces material of, then put them unfomortably on his face. "It sucks."OOC: So there you go. Toppling the main dish created a conveniently aimed amplifier for Ike to use. Is that rooted in actual science? Well, it sounds good enough for an RPG where people it by radiation get superpowers.Your Honor,Tyrannosaurus Kraggh

[shadow pridak money gang]

IC: Saosin (Jodrell Bank, Manchester, England)Tilian raised his eyebrows as the worm disappeared and shrugged."Well, then," he muttered. "That's all she wrote, folks."-Teezy

[Toa of Dancing]

OOC: How about empty field near to the city. Grau goes mostly invisible when he's intangible, doesn't he? So he can make a beeline to Jocasta's library pretty much unnoticed. Sure, maybe there'll be reports of a Coalition tiltrotor in the area, but nothing to suggest that the library specifically is at risk.

Mmk, sounds good. I'll do it later, once I have time. XD

[Kumata]

IC - Gadgeteer @ Jodrell BankThe shrieking noise of the imploding creature bothered Viktor only for a moment, then his armour's audio filters kicked in; when confronted with noise levels over a certain degree of decibels they automatically reduced incoming sound. During his days as the mercenary Dreadnought this had been one of his earliest implemented features, after battling a sonic hero and nearly going deaf as a result.When the creature disappeared from existence Viktor felt a certain sense of relief. The removal of the threat was a good thing. But it meant that now those three bothersome people - the ones who didn't know how to keep their voices down during a clandestine operation - were probably going to bother him some more.IC - Sluice @ Superbeing SmackdownQuietly Sluice and Fellwyd left the arena, travelling through the darkened tunnel they had used to enter it. The pounding noise of the crowd was quickly muffled. As they walked they soon noticed that the tunnel was curving; something that it hadn't done last time they had used it. A flickering neon sign affixed to the wall told them why; it read 'Contender Accommodation' with an arrow pointing ahead.They emerged from the tunnel into a long corridor. Both walls were lined with steel doors and a pathetic attempt had been made to brighten it up with brownish-orange paint. It looked as if they had just walked into a prison. Thinking about it, Sluice suspected that might have been the original purpose of this underground bunker. Most of the doors were locked shut, although several hung open, revealing drab rooms within containing the barest of essentials - threadbare beds, a claustrophically-isolated toilet and a cracked sink. At the far end of the corridor was a door labelled 'canteen' though this was also locked.Sluice stood in the doorway of one and examined its interior. It was filled was a musty, unused smell. She was tempted to leave and carry on looking, but intrinsically she knew that this was probably as good as it got. She beckoned for Fellwyd to follow her inside, then closed the door. She turned the key in the lock and pocketed it."This, um... this must be where we're supposed to sleep," she said, the unhappiness apparent in her voice. Truth be told this sort of accommodation didn't surprise her, but it was still unfortunate that they had to endure it whilst the tournament went on. She went over to the sink and tested the water; it tasted metallic. She sat on a bed and felt its springiness; there was none. With a sigh she lay back and pulled back the hood of her supersuit, though she might as well have been laying on the floor. She could see a brown stain that looked suspiciously like old blood smeared across the ceiling.After a moment she looked over at Fellwyd. She had just realised that, since joining the alien, she hadn't explained anything about human sleeping customs. Having been homeless for the duration of his stay on the planet, it was likely that he still didn't know."Er, these are beds," she said, gesturing to the greyish shapes either side of her. "Not very good ones, mind you, um, but humans use them to sleep in. Do... do Diemawr (she was careful to try and get the pronunciation right) sleep once a day..?"

Edited April 17, 2012 by Kumata

[Madara: Mangekyou Master]

IC (Changeling - JFK International):Changeling smirked as the cloud spread, jumping back several times to avoid inhaling the red smoke.The protesters and security guards were much less aware of the cloud's effect. Almost at once, there came a harsh, choked coughing from those caught in the cloud. The unscathed protesters bustled from the red, stumbling away as the effect of the cloud took hold.Changeling's smile faded as he saw the bystanders caught in the cloud. "Sorry! Concentrated extract of the Trinidad Scorpion Pepper Butch T Pepper. Let's see your senses handle this." To the boy's surprise, the woman was standing in the midst of the receding cloud, calmly loading more bullets into her pistols. Changeling skittered to the side andShe stepped forward, eyes concealed by large sunglasses, as she fired more shots at the transport, bullets cracking against the paneled windows of the vehicle. She seemed to ignore Changeling and Sasquatch, emptying her weapons into the transport's side. Sasquatch bobbed on his feet, behind the transport, waiting and flexing his hands.The gun clicked, and the giant furry hero bounded over the transport, landing in front of the woman. The large superhero looked at her, nose curling with contempt, before swatting at her with one of his large hands.The impact would have flattened a normal human against the side of the League transport. This woman, however, was clearly no normal human. The body of the woman smacked against the side of the vehicle with enough force to dent the armoured plating of the transport, visibly shocking Changling and causing a volley of curses to come from within the vehicle.

Edited April 17, 2012 by Madara: Mangekyou Master

[Toa of Dancing]

Dieter Geist, Grau/En Route to Jocasta's Library via TiltrotorIC:

Grau looked at his navigational tools, then at the ground below him. It wouldn't be much longer until he was above the field in which he planned to land. In fact, it was time for him to start lowering elevation and slowing down.

[Dibble Flubwibbler of DOOM]

OOC: Just an FYI stargatestaticTH, there's nobody in Egypt right now. If you want interaction your best bet is to head for the League HQ, which is a mansion in New York.IC(NPC) - Golem-Girl @ The Foilocution Corporation: As she felt the wind blast hit her chest the villainess planted her feet firmly, trying to stand her ground. Without really thinking she tried to send another acid stream in Skyra's direction, only for the substance to splash all over her (in doing that the presence of a ring on her other hand became apparent).The strength of the wind was increasing, and she tilted backwards from the force of it... one foot slid backwards, then another... then finally she succumbed, staggering and crashing (again) into the poor mess of broken filing cabinets."I don't know if I'm up against a bad bunch here or what. Back at HQ the other villains kept saying how fun it was to fight the League."She stood up, raised a leg, then stomped down with superhuman force. Force enough to shake the room and everything in it...

OOC:ok.ill be heading there now.IC:(en route to leauge h.q. in NY)after thinking it through,ozo decides that this isnt the best time to reminisce about his lost childhood.he transforms his bichurian into a hoverboard,and rides in the direction of NY.(his hoverboard can travel over any solid or liquid surface.once,he took a handful of dirt and threw it over a cliff,and was able to ride on it to the other side.)

[thelonewander]

IC:(Tragedy)As he saw the being leave, he decide to follow. morphing into a bird, he followed, hoping to see who it was, and, he thought for a second, for a friend in this crule world. IC:(Lone)Lone moved back quickly, not wanting to get blasted back into the wall across the hall

[Korkoa]

IC: Negafire studied the thick door for a moment, before pointing his finger and using a plasma laser to drill several holes into it. Once that was done, he generated a few plasma sparks and slid them into each hole. When the went off, it should be enough to blow it open. With that done, he stood up and stepped back, screaming; "FIRE IN THE HOLE!" He snapped his fingers and his homemade bombs went off, blowing the door not only off its hinges, but a good 50 feet away. "Um... I may have miscalculated the yeild on those things..."

[thelonewander]

IC:(Lone)"Doesn't matter if you miscalculated or not, were in. now lets get going, before they realize whats happening in here." Lone said this as he ran by, trying to cover as much ground as possible.

[shadow pridak money gang]

IC: Saosin (Jodrell Bank, Manchester, England)"Oh, you may have, did you?" muttered Tilian, sliding a new clip into his MEUSOC and following Lone and "N-Ber."I know I know him from SOMEWHERE...-Teezy

[Korkoa]

IC: Negafire barely caught Tillian's comment, and growled. "I don't use those often, and I'm rarely going for a surgical explosion! Besides, we're in now, what are you complaining about?" Aw ######, he's gonna recognize you... Stop engaging, stop engaging, stop engaging!

[Wyrd Bid Ful Araed]

IC:(en route to leauge h.q. in NY)after thinking it through,ozo decides that this isnt the best time to reminisce about his lost childhood.he transforms his bichurian into a hoverboard,and rides in the direction of NY.(his hoverboard can travel over any solid or liquid surface.once,he took a handful of dirt and threw it over a cliff,and was able to ride on it to the other side.)

OOC: You know there's a section of the profile clearly marked "Powers". You should have put the axe's function as a hoverboard in there. I will let it slide this once, but anything else you forgot to mention is being disallowed

[Toa of Dancing]

Dieter Geist, Grau/En Route to Jocasta's LibraryIC:

Well, that went smoothly. If "smoothly" meant that only a cat had been scared out of its wits. Currently, that was good enough for Grau. Chuckling, he became intangible and began to float - actually, it was more like swimming through the earth - into the town. All of his body aside from his head was beneath the ground, and that was barely visible. Still, he kept out of sight as he moved to the library. During this time he thought about how he really didn't need the tiltrotor, what with being able to fly. Then again, it was a bit faster, so whatever.

[Jean Valjean]

IC: (Ike, Jodrell Bank)Ivan rocked back and forth on the ground, panting like an overworked dog. At the same time it seemed to be a pain for him to breath. Ike took a wiff and soon understood why. Ivan smelled astronomically worse than a skunk."I'm thinking of going of someplace. Someplace like the markets of Tal'Mar. Yes, that's what I was telling myself earlier when dying of putrid scents; Tal'Mar. Ike, it appears that the Jeznewooby left a portal behind. It shouldn't last for long. Do you think you can reprogram it?""Afirmative," said Ike. "And due to its organic nature I believe we can go through with a minimal chance of instigating interdimensional error, thus creating another incident such as this one.""Good," said Ivan. "Get my but off to Tal'Mar. And Icarus, you're coming with me. No, don't give me that look; at least we're seeing the universe. Come on!"Ike lifted up his communicator to the portal and held it still for a while. It looked like he was a tourist trying to take a picture with his cell phone, which was a rather pathetic comparison, but fortunately his pursuits were hardly as simple and mindless. Pretty soon it seemed that the hole in space was vibrating, and the void turned into a radiant picture before them as the portal rerouted. A distant society with futuristic but askew technologies presented itself before them.Ivan took Icarus, who was kicking to get away, and hoisted him by his feet. "I know I smell. How do you think it makes me feel?" He then through the kid onto the other side and then himself stepped across the barrier between dimensions. "Ike, you stay here.""Acknowledged," said Ike. "I shall."Ivan squinted. "Wait a minute, you blew those guys' cover, didn't you?""Ywis, I did," said Ike."Just like you," said Ivan. He crossed the portal again and put one foot on Earth soil. "And it was by shouting real loud, too. You know, I should have seen that coming. I would have been a little less subtle.""As subtle as can be when being chased by an explosive worm that could eat the Titanic," said Ike."Well, now they're all going to think that you're a moron," said Ivan. "And even if I could stick around, they would assume the same of me, too. Ike, you can be embarassing sometimes. Just make it up to them, soon. When I get back sooner or later I don't want to here anyone saying anything to contradict the notion that you have a beautiful mind." Ivan winked, and got behind the other dimension.The hole between the dimensions began to shrink, and Ike made a brief gesture in the form of a wave before holding his hands behind his back. "On that note, you're a better friend than Io."Ivan's eyes smiled with satisfaction.OOC: Alright, now it's time to earn the trust and respect of other heroes (who, true to Ivan's word, think he's a moron). And for Ivan to go off on a side adventure that will hopefully be the basis for a plot that I will get into later.Your Honor,Tyrannosaurus Kraggh

[shadow pridak money gang]

IC: Saosin (Jodrell Bank, Manchester, England)"Yes, well, fair point," he growled in return. "As long as you keep point, I'll concede the argument."He DOES look a lot like Plasmafire, actually. Almost too much so...-Teezy

[Dibble Flubwibbler of DOOM]

IC:(en route to leauge h.q. in NY)after thinking it through,ozo decides that this isnt the best time to reminisce about his lost childhood.he transforms his bichurian into a hoverboard,and rides in the direction of NY.(his hoverboard can travel over any solid or liquid surface.once,he took a handful of dirt and threw it over a cliff,and was able to ride on it to the other side.)

OOC: You know there's a section of the profile clearly marked "Powers". You should have put the axe's function as a hoverboard in there. I will let it slide this once, but anything else you forgot to mention is being disallowed

ok,thanks.ill remember that.

[Korkoa]

IC: "Point, right, got it!" Negafire was panicking now. If he didn't get away from this guy, he'd be called out for sure. Thankfully, taking point could get him away from Tillian. He ran up to the front of the line, igniting his fists and looking around for any threats...