A Game of Gods: A Multiversal Challenge

"So you're a marksman? I think we've got another guy like that. Wears a real nice hat." Raz folded his arms. "I'm psychic. You know, telekinesis, pyrokinesis, confusion, psiblasts, the works."

Jack looked at the screen.

"I do not know," he answered. "But if he does not know, then someone should tell him at once."

Spriggan had inhaled and exhaled several times after he swiftly gunned down the two bank robbers inside the wrecked Ford Transit van with HKPD Auxiliary Police markings.

He looked at Dex, seeing him scratching the steel hockey mask of the last robber. The teen noted that the robber was about to stab Dex with a combat knife.

The Sniper, who had bveen in his room for the past severl hours, stepped into the Common Room. "My ears are burning." He turned to Mordecai and offered his hand. "'Ello, mate. Name's Sniper."

Kimimaro turned to the Sniper. "Hmm. I don't think I've met you yet."

Naoto stood up as she looked around and nodded, glad that things seemed to be much more calm then before. She jumped when suddenly a song played throughout the common room, coming from a corner. In the corner was an extremely large screen TV with a stereo on the top of it. The TV and stereo were both very sleek with purple lines decorating them. Naoto looked confused as she stared at it.

The RED team merc turned to the shinobi. "I don't know you either. Name's Sniper."

Mordecai grinned and said, "I have one of you as a pet then. Here, Blood." With that last bit another small flash of blue light brough a bird like creature onto Mord's shoulder, though it had wings like a bat and claws sharper than swords. Tenderly he said, "Do a trick, Blood."

The Bloodwing flapped a few feet into the air and quickly cycled through being on fire, raidating electrisity, dripping with acid, and causing small explosions around her in just a few seconds before returning to Mordecai's shoulder and giving him an affectionate nibble. He chuclked, "That's my girl."

~ Turning to the sniper, Mordecai quickly waved his hand past the glowing patch on the right hand side of his belt and pulled out his own sniper. He smiled warmly, "Care for a compition one of these days, I always like a good contest between sharp shooters...who knows, maybe you will actually be somewhat good."

edited 21st Mar '11 8:15:31 PM by Wyrmcraft

"Dex, look out!"

Spriggan dropped the G36K as it was empty. He drew out his Manurhin MR73 Gendarmerie revolver and aimed it at the downed robber's neck.

"My name is Kimimaro, last living member of the Kaguya Clan. I was made a Champion shortly before the Combine Homeworld Challenge. There should be a portable computer - "laptop", I believe it's called - with data on what you've missed on that table over there." he gestured to a table, and sure enough a laptop sat, its data ready for perusal. "It should also contain audio and video logs on my abilities and explanations during said Challenge and afterward."

edited 21st Mar '11 8:16:28 PM by DKN117

The Sniper's brow hiked up. "Portable computer, eh? What'll they think of next." He mumbled to himself. Then the music started playing. "What the..."

edited 21st Mar '11 8:17:11 PM by DrPopculture

"Yes, the technology for that doesn't quite yet exist on my world, either, though I have gotten accustomed to it rather quickly." He noticed the music. 'Different from Tayuya's usual style...'

Rey stood, looking over at the TV. "What's that?"

Spriggan gripped the revolver, cocking the hammer and aimed the sights at the robber's neck while he was still struggling with Dex.

Come on Dex.

Jack frowned, looking at the new TV.

"Did anyone here summon that?" he asked. "If no one did, then I suspect we are about to enter a challenge. This time, as I suggested previously, I think we should all refuse to participate."

He didn't harbor much hope of the idea succeeding, but it had to be tried.

"Why do I have the sneaking suspicion that we don't have that option? Like, maybe the Nomads will telekinetically throw us into it, or tip the room and make us all slide in, or something like that?" He subconsciously anchored his feet to the floor with chakra.

edited 21st Mar '11 8:26:01 PM by DKN117

Raz nodded at Mordekai's display. "I've seen animals like that. Telekinetic bears and such." He noticed the music. "What the hell?"

edited 21st Mar '11 8:29:36 PM by Bindlestick

"Yeah, like that's gonna work." Rey headed over to the corner, stepping into his armor quickly, then headed towards the TV.

Mordecai smiled to himself. Finally, a fight. He needed the fight, the thrill of the hunt. Too many people all in one place, and no one trying to kill him. It was nice, but it took a small amount of effort to not start shooting them all. Years on Pandora with the only friendly things being your employers and the robots, and having your employers turn on you one in five...his social skills were severly lacking. But a good fight would fix that, a better kill would fill the void. Maybe they have beer around here, Pandora didn't have beer. Or tobacco, or anything mind numbing. The planet left your own mind to crumple into a ball instead of supplying you with a way out.

Dex-Starr finished off the robber by vomiting right on his face, burning through his head instantly, killing him.

Spriggan lowered the revolver, seeing that Dex did the job.

He looked at the bullet-ridden Mazda 3 and the wrecked van, seeing as they had subdued the robbers. He heard more radio dispatches that other points in the SAR were under attack and that the PLA was being summoned.

SIMULATION NOW ENDING. THANK YOU FOR YOUR PARTICIPATION.

The AI told the other Champions that the VR simulator was done, the doors opening up.

"Whoa that was intense..." Spriggan walked out of the Urban Warfare Arena.

Ravage stalked into the Common Room, a sour expression on his feline visage. "Where is that aural atrocity coming from?" he growled, scanning the room with his crimson optics for a moment before his gaze fell upon the television set.

Frowning, the Predacon stepped forward to examine it. "Do I want to know where this came from, or why?"

"The Nomads, perhaps?" the dry voice of Dis Baba conjectured, coming from immediately behind Ravage.

The transmetal panther turned around, scowling when he noticed that Dis Baba had been examining the TV from over his shoulder. He had no idea how the alien managed to sneak up on him like that, but the mere fact that he had been able to do so—easily, it seemed—had put him ill at ease.

"A challenge?" Red thought. "What if Kimimaro was right? What if there's no way to refuse a challenge?"

In the meantime, he just watched the television, wanting to see what will happen.

edited 21st Mar '11 8:37:23 PM by BeholdTheTheremin

Mordecia sighed as even more people entered the room and slipped off to the side of the room. He would get to know everyone later...for now the most important bit was getting ready and not killing nayone currently in the room. A challenge, how exciting.

Upon returning to the Common Room, the first thing Dex-Starr noticed was the suspicious looking TV in the room. He cautious padded up to it, carefully looking upon it. He then raised is paw, bringing it closer and closer to the screen......