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World of Heroes -- Reboot:

FISTINGLY DELICIOUS
"That's nice, chief, but with what!? These!?" Saltire brandished his fists, with the cuffs still dangling off his wrists.

"I'll beat a fucker with my bare hands, if I gotta, " he clarified. "But I work best with guns, chief! Amalgams of metal and synthetics that launch bits of metal at whomever I point at, if the weather's nice, savvy. Preferably my own, if I can help it!"

edited 15th Oct '12 4:30:20 AM by mantlemask

The hits keep rollin'!
 1902 Totemic Hero, Sun, 14th Oct '12 9:30:53 PM from the next level Get RP Mod Relationship Status: Abstaining
Holiday surprise
"No..." Kara moaned.

"What's wrong?" Alex asked out loud, watching the woman closely. She hadn't moved since the sudden attack, but for some reason that worried her even more.

"She was...one of us, " Kara explained, "But they got to her...she's just like the other Charity, now."

"Lovely." Alex considered her options. She suspected she wouldn't be much help in a fight, and Kara was stuck with her. Looking over, she saw the refugees had fled. That was a small consolation.

"Let's retreat, for now, " Alex said, climbing out of the crater and backing away from the woman...

edited 15th Oct '12 4:18:09 PM by TotemicHero

"These days they have a stat for how many times a guy goes for a cup of coffee." -Mark McGwire
Freefall did not look impressed with Mr Terrific's response. "You've got to be kidding me. Don't know about the others, but I didn't sign up for a one-way trip, doc." The state of the elevator made the woman's expression darken even more, but she stepped inside beside Adamant. Once everyone was on board, she took a deep breath and settled herself, concentrating. With a small sweep of her hands, she set up a field that would reduce the gravity in the elevator slightly - hopefully enough to help stop the ancient machine from breaking down under their weight,

Chronus stepped into the elevator along with the others.

 1905 eternal Noob, Mon, 15th Oct '12 2:02:32 AM from yer mum Get RP Mod Relationship Status: Longing for my OTP
Ded
After Clown Kid had gathered his belongings (A nearly finished cupcake, an entire wagon of explosives, two baby rats, a ragged blue backpack, and his only clean shirt, respectively), he greeted the powerful beings he'd been trying his best not to piss off a simple goodbye, before walking out the door, to search for some other secluded hideouts he could stay in. Preferably farther away from the fire-monkeys.

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 1906 Aken Jizo, Mon, 15th Oct '12 12:31:17 PM from Under da sea Get RP Mod Relationship Status: Showing feelings of an almost human nature
Whalecard
Kenichi listened to the others speak. When the topic of their only current way home being cut off came up, he grimaced and said "Getting Iron Curtained from our only way home would blow monkey chunks." He turned to Mr. Terrific and said "Let's assume that a boulder falls on the machine. How long would it take for you to fix it?"

After getting his answer, he walked into the elevator when he had a thought. Kenichi turned to Dax and said "Hey Dax. Since everybody has powers here, what sorts of criminals should we be looking out for? If someone ended our stroll by dropping a quarter of the city on us, it would just ruin my day."
"Allow me to show you how a real whale does battle!"
 1907 darksidevoid, Mon, 15th Oct '12 3:01:06 PM from Geofront, Tokyo-3 Get RP Mod Relationship Status: [TOP SECRET]
NERV Supreme Commander
Is this a distraction? A real attempt to kill us? Do they need to steal something or free someone? Thinking to himself, Josh raced through the possibilities as he not-so-politely listened in on Alex and Kara. He'd grabbed his bag and begun to glide backward just as Kara had moved in to peer at their former comrade's mind. "Running for our lives? Yeah, that sounds good. Excellent idea, Kid."

"Kali!" he announced clearly and calmly, staring into the alien's eyes, unfocused as they were, in an attempt to reach her, "I'm going to be back in just a second. I need to get my costume on, but then I'll be right with you, okay? Stay there a minute, please."

Never taking his sights off the shapeshifter or the writhing plant-thing in the middle of the room, he contacted Medium again while continuing to edge toward one of the inner hallways. "We'll need to knock her unconscious if we fight her. Don't know if we could do it just by attacking her mind, but it's worth a shot. Knocking her out with physical force will be damn hard, but the only other alternative would be..."
You want to vote for Gendo Ikari... You want to vote for Gendo Ikari...
 1908 zam, Mon, 15th Oct '12 3:27:25 PM from Orlando, FL . Get RP Mod Relationship Status: Heisenberg unreliable
Last boy on Earth.
"What powers can we expect to deal with? Any power you can imagine my friend." Dax said "Let's hope we don't die."

With that Dax stepped into the elevator. "Good luck Mr.Terrific." Dax saluted the scientist.

edited 15th Oct '12 3:27:52 PM by zam

All of time and space, anywhere and everywhere, any star that ever was. Where do you want to start?

 1909 kkhohoho, Mon, 15th Oct '12 4:22:09 PM from The Insanity Pole Get RP Mod Relationship Status: Pining for the fjords
Deranged X-Mas Figure
Mr.Terrific rolled his eyes, and pinched his nose in frustration.

"Dax... I am sorry, but that is not what I asked. ...I suppose I should ask it again. Are there, or are there not, portals in this dimension that could take us back to our dimension is something happens to the portal here?"
 1910 kkhohoho, Mon, 15th Oct '12 4:50:57 PM from The Insanity Pole Get RP Mod Relationship Status: Pining for the fjords
Deranged X-Mas Figure
As Arguma and Wildcard were heading back to base on the Exile, minding their own business, a most unexpected incident occurred. As if coming from out of nowhere, some sort of metallic object fell from the sky, careening towards the Exile, and landed head-firt. While did not puncture the Exile, it still made a significant dent. However, if one were to inspect closer, the object appeared human shaped, with black jeans and a white hooded jacket clothing it. However, the hood was currently not on the object's head; thus, as soon as the object touched the exile, the being's physical properties changed, matching that of the Exile as best it could. Then, now that it possessed the Exile's physical strength, it began pounding into the dent it had made, doing it's best to wreck it's way inside...

And meanwhile, while everyone's attention was focused on the strange being, what appeared to be a blurry space of air could be seen a few feet away from the strange metallic being ...

10 minutes ago...

"...Interesting." Comedy, clad in a white tuxedo and his trademark Greek Comedy mask, slowly strolled the late Uncle Dimitri's lab, gazing at bloody sight laid out before him. "It seems that our experiments have been taken away. And the loyal staff have all been laid to rest." He then drew out his sword, and hacked off a head of one of the staff. Then, giving his best Hamlet impression, slowly reached down, picked up the severed head, and said to it, "I knew him, Horatio. A fellow of... a fellow of..." He then slammed the skull back down on the ground. "Ah, who am I fooling other then myself? These were simply pawns. To be discarded at a moment's notice. Still, this is only the latest in a string of events that has gained my ire..."

Indeed; the 'heroes' had learned the secret of alternate dimension, mortally wounded Charity, had now raided one of their labs, and even were in the midst of taking care of Dr.Reich — something that never occurred in his own dimension.

Taking a moment to think on all this, he then lifted up his arm to his chest, and use his other hand to press the wrist-watch on his wrist. In actuality, it was a communications device, capable of communicating even to other dimensions. He decided to contact one particular fellow; the man responsible for this entire state of affairs in the first place.

"Ah, hello, Mein Fuhrer, " said a German voice on the other end, with a hologram appearing at the same time; that of a bald, and rather buff old man. "Vhat is it, if I may ask?"

"Is Charity — or, as she sometimes likes to be called, Livewire — finished now?"

"Yes, " said the doctor, "yes, she is. She still isn't at 100&, but she is still vell enough for combat."

Comedy grunted at that. It was his way of saying, 'Good.' "In that case, it's time to commence the first wave of attacks. I was hoping that your counterpart would be able to finish this all by himself without us interfering any more then we have already, but it seems that this dimensions destiny may be starting to be altered — perhaps by our very interference in this dimension. However, since we have all but assured this dimension's eventual prosperity, it is time we take a... more direct hand."

"Very well, Mein Furher, " said the other Dr.Reich. The communication thus ended.

"I'm afraid I may have to meddle here again personally as well...", said Comedy...
 1911 Nman, Mon, 15th Oct '12 8:10:06 PM from USA Get RP Mod Relationship Status: Giving love a bad name
Walrusmaster
Wildcard whistled through his mask. "Well, I'm no engineer, but I'm guessing that's not good. Don't suppose you have a good old-fashioned electric current you can pulse through the hull, eh?"

edited 15th Oct '12 8:11:11 PM by nman

Occam's Tweezers: The simplest solution is the best way to lose your job security.
 1912 eternal Noob, Tue, 16th Oct '12 3:38:31 AM from yer mum Get RP Mod Relationship Status: Longing for my OTP
Ded
Midway through the walk, Jay stopped, and said to himself.

...My gloves...

The bar seemed so far away, but Jay needed those gloves, to prevent leaving any fingerprints in the scene of the heroics.

Besides, it completed the look.

edited 16th Oct '12 3:54:24 AM by eternalNoob

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 1913 zam, Tue, 16th Oct '12 3:14:51 PM from Orlando, FL . Get RP Mod Relationship Status: Heisenberg unreliable
Last boy on Earth.
"I was talking to Kenichi about the powers I have no fragging idea about the portals I guess we'll find out...Sir." Dax said and pushed the up button

"Some genius." Dax said to the exploration team
All of time and space, anywhere and everywhere, any star that ever was. Where do you want to start?

 1914 Totemic Hero, Tue, 16th Oct '12 8:29:22 PM from the next level Get RP Mod Relationship Status: Abstaining
Holiday surprise
"He wants us to attack?" Kara sounded astonished.

Personally, Alex would rather get the hell out of there. However, something told her that leaving a solo super to face this attack, no matter how much she disliked the weirdo, would be a very very very bad idea.

Of course, the woman still had not attacked yet, meaning something was up. Maybe they could get through to her. Alex didn't know, but it was worth a try. At least, she knew better than to get too close.

"Try to make contact mentally, " she told Kara, then spoke up. "Hey, dude!" she addressed Scio, "Mind trying to distract the crazy lady over there?"

edited 16th Oct '12 8:29:37 PM by TotemicHero

"These days they have a stat for how many times a guy goes for a cup of coffee." -Mark McGwire
 1915 kkhohoho, Tue, 16th Oct '12 8:46:18 PM from The Insanity Pole Get RP Mod Relationship Status: Pining for the fjords
Deranged X-Mas Figure
When Jay got back to the bar, he could hear the group discussing matters within. He could always just barge in — or perhaps, it would be best to wait behind the door, pop it open just a creak, and listen in...

Mr.Terrific simply closed his eyes, folded his shoulders, and gave a heavy sigh. "...I'm right here in the elevator, Dax..."
 1916 eternal Noob, Wed, 17th Oct '12 6:58:29 AM from yer mum Get RP Mod Relationship Status: Longing for my OTP
Ded
Jay decided that listening in wouldn't hurt. He couldn't just run in a couple of awesome superheroes, without any permission, but he didn't want to wait all night, doing nothing for his gloves. Of course he could just ask politely, but what's the fun in that?
If you wanna PM me, send it to my mrsunshinesprinkles account; this one is blorked.
Coming For you
Mr. Cliche pondered over his situation. He was alive and that was good, but now he needed to know where he was. He needed information and [[ YouAllMeetInAnInn inns were usually the best place to approach for these kind of things. He turned the corner out of an alley finding a bar as well as a kid paused in front of the door.

He approached casually, "Hi!"

edited 17th Oct '12 2:44:25 PM by Philosopher

Science and magic... It's Ugly. Ugly!
FISTINGLY DELICIOUS
The inspector's steely gaze was the only answer Saltire would receive. With an exasperated noise, he burst out of the interrogation room and into the excited thrum of a police precinct under fire.

"Hey, mac, " he grabbed the nearest officer, who was wild-eyed and jumpy. "Where's your evidence locker?" Again his only response was gabbling. Must be new around here. The formerly-masked man let the officer go and hurried over to the next one.

He didn't know how long it took him to get to the evidence locker, between dodging the mass of mobilizing or panicking officers and office staff, asking same mobilizing or panicking officers and generally pushing against the flow (to say nothing of avoiding angry officers who may still want him behind bars). Saltire got there eventually, but now faced an even more daunting challenge.

"I'm telling you, I'm Registered now, " he hoped he didn't sound too whiny to the skeptical officer manning the counter behind its thick mesh screen. "Can I please have my mask and things back?"

"Do you have an ID, sir?" He couldn't read the name tag, but got the impression of a svelte woman of foreign timbre who was used to putting up with nonsense on a regular basis.

Saltire tried not to bang his head against the mesh. "Not really, I just signed. But talk to Inspector Janson, he can vouch for me!"

"Uh huh, I'm gonna have to verify that. What was his full name?"

The whole situation would have been hilarious were it not for the fact Saltire (who was now really banging his head on the mesh) knew enough about metahumans that those with enough power to rock a police station would be difficult to face, even with his complete arsenal and prep time.

edited 18th Oct '12 6:43:19 AM by mantlemask

The hits keep rollin'!
 1919 kkhohoho, Thu, 18th Oct '12 1:15:13 PM from The Insanity Pole Get RP Mod Relationship Status: Pining for the fjords
Deranged X-Mas Figure
"I can vouch for him, Ms.Rucker" said Inspector Janson, coming from around the corner, holding the signed sheet of paper in his hands. "Please give our newest recruit his things, or else I'll be docking your pay..."

"Of... Of course, " said Ms.Rucker, who immediately brought out Saltire's things.
 1920 eternal Noob, Thu, 18th Oct '12 2:36:02 PM from yer mum Get RP Mod Relationship Status: Longing for my OTP
Ded
Clown Kid tried to hold his shock, but he couldn't help but give out a little "yip". He looked behind him, only to find a strange fellow, who somehow found the bar. Jeez, so much for a secluded area.
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 1921 Insano, Thu, 18th Oct '12 2:54:45 PM from Into the Woods Get RP Mod Relationship Status: What is this thing you call love?
Mad Pinoy
The Devourer was so close, so close to reaching out and consuming Dr. Reich...

But then Isaac's phone rang, and the multitude of murderous voices left his head and his voice. His arms transformed into their regular shape as he reached into his pocket and retrieved his phone.

"Yeah, Robert?" he greeted. Isaac walked over to the doctor's unconscious body, an expression of regret and pity on his face for harming someone with a surprisingly sympathetic past like Reich.
Just hanging out in Team MAIN's dorm.
Coming For you
Mr. Cliche held up his hands to show he was not armed, "Woah, I'm not going to hurt you. Wait that sounds like something a bandit would say. I uh..."

Mr. Cliche scratched at his jaw, "Sorry for starling ya; I'm Mr. Cliche. Who are you? A villain that...."

Mr. Cliche clamped his jaw shut tight thinking over the what would happen if he told the figure that it could possible be a villain that Mr. Cliche would dumbly join only to find out later that he had inadvertently join the side of evil. People did not tend to live long if they joined the side of evil. Of course fellow could also be a hero that would join his party and eventually forge an iron friendship.

"Never mind that last part. Just having a *mumble mumble* ."

edited 18th Oct '12 10:39:31 PM by Philosopher

Science and magic... It's Ugly. Ugly!
 1923 eternal Noob, Fri, 19th Oct '12 3:34:17 AM from yer mum Get RP Mod Relationship Status: Longing for my OTP
Ded
Clown Kid was too uninterested to make out the mumble, but pleaded Mr. Cliche to sort of keep quiet maybe a tiny bit in the most polite way he could. His PR situation was horrible as it was, and a marathon fight between heroes that sorely outclassed him would be even worse.

edited 19th Oct '12 7:30:50 AM by eternalNoob

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Coming For you
Mr. Cliche nodded.
Science and magic... It's Ugly. Ugly!
UTINNI!
[NOT ONE OF THE DESIGN FEATURES.] Arguma replied. But he did have an alternative solution. At least he hoped it would be an alternative solution.

Putting the Exiles controls into a hard turn, he spun the ship in a barrel roll. While the ships limited artificial gravity system would keep its passengers from being flung around - even if they'd still very much feel it - whatever was on the outside would be flung from the roof if it hadn't grabbed on tight.

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