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Motree Dancing All Night from The Midnight Channel Since: Sep, 2010 Relationship Status: 700 wives and 300 concubines
Dancing All Night
#426: Jul 27th 2011 at 7:19:48 PM

Justin nodded, "You still going to be doing the show if and when you settle down?"

As Justin asked his boss this, Sophie took the chance while her father was distracted, jumped up from behind him and made a small shout in her attempt to startle him.

“DAMMIT WHEN I HEAR 'SPACE CQC' ALL I CAN THINK OF IS BIG BOSS WITH A FISHBOWL ON HIS HEAD, STRANGLING AN ASTRONAUT OUTSIDE THE ISS."
InfiniteParagon The Warrior Monk of Coeurl from Texas Since: Feb, 2011 Relationship Status: They can't hide forever. We've got satellites.
The Warrior Monk of Coeurl
#427: Jul 27th 2011 at 7:28:52 PM

Benjamin shrugged and started to speak, but jumped up at Sophie's shout, turning around. "Dear sweet-", he began, keeping eye contact with Sophie as he quickly put the cigarette out and threw it into a small trash can beside him like it wasn't even there. "Sophie..." he continued, before stopping again and starting to laugh.

edited 27th Jul '11 7:29:16 PM by InfiniteParagon

"You lost, Dio. You lost for one simple reason - you were using charcoal." - Hank Hill
Motree Dancing All Night from The Midnight Channel Since: Sep, 2010 Relationship Status: 700 wives and 300 concubines
Dancing All Night
#428: Jul 27th 2011 at 7:40:21 PM

"You're too easy to startle, Uncle Ben," Sophie giggled as she absent-mindedly twisted a lock of wavy hair around her finger.

She looked up, and noticed the city ahead, "Hey, Uncle Ben... is that New Radio City up ahead there?" Her tone was noticeably filled with excitement. She disliked the long, dull rides on the tour bus, which made reaching their destinations all the more gratifying. Each new location always meant new sights and experiences to enjoy, which usually made the wait worth it.

“DAMMIT WHEN I HEAR 'SPACE CQC' ALL I CAN THINK OF IS BIG BOSS WITH A FISHBOWL ON HIS HEAD, STRANGLING AN ASTRONAUT OUTSIDE THE ISS."
InfiniteParagon The Warrior Monk of Coeurl from Texas Since: Feb, 2011 Relationship Status: They can't hide forever. We've got satellites.
The Warrior Monk of Coeurl
#429: Jul 27th 2011 at 7:52:41 PM

Smiling, Benjamin nodded, walking behind her to let her take the passenger seat for a bit. "That is indeed New Radio City." Looking at Justin, he said, "I'll be in the back of the bus for a bit. Would you let me know when we've arrived?"

"You lost, Dio. You lost for one simple reason - you were using charcoal." - Hank Hill
Motree Dancing All Night from The Midnight Channel Since: Sep, 2010 Relationship Status: 700 wives and 300 concubines
Dancing All Night
#430: Jul 27th 2011 at 8:04:35 PM

"Sure!" Justin nodded, and then proceeded to scowl at some noise coming from the front right wheel, "... And hopefully, when we get there, I'll have time to address the issue of the Squeaky-Wheel-Gremlins. They continue to haunt me."

Sophie let out a small giggle at Justin, and then turned to her father, "What for, Uncle Ben? Can I help if you're doing something?"

“DAMMIT WHEN I HEAR 'SPACE CQC' ALL I CAN THINK OF IS BIG BOSS WITH A FISHBOWL ON HIS HEAD, STRANGLING AN ASTRONAUT OUTSIDE THE ISS."
Icarael is All Elite from The Taguig Sprawl Since: Dec, 2010 Relationship Status: 700 wives and 300 concubines
is All Elite
#431: Jul 27th 2011 at 8:28:04 PM

The streets were noisy and crowded and the roads were choked with cars, but Henri paid them no attention as he leaped from building to building. His boots blazed with green energy, propelling him upward with each jump. This was his favorite part of the job (aside from the saving people thing): leaping tall buildings in a single bound, with nothing but the sky above him and the earth below, heart leaping into his throat as he fell and landed on his feet.

In the distance, he could see a splotch of color spread across the town square, a ferris wheel towering above it. As he got closer, he could smell the scent of food beneath him. The festival was obviously in full swing.

"So, how should I make my entrance?" Henri wanted to make a good first impression on the people of Radio City, and just walking into the fair with his armor would be pretty blah.

No, he would leap in from out of nowhere, land with fluid grace, and strike a heroic pose. Yes, he could see it in his head now. Blazing with green light, he would land in front of an awed crowd, then slowly stand up, letting his pearl-white armor catch the light. Henri giggled to himself at the image, nearly letting out an excited yell as he leaped off the rooftop of an apartment block.

"I am going to look so cool!" he said to himself as he bounded off the domed roof of City Hall and landed in an alleyway near the festival. People passed by his hiding spot; men, women and children all dressed up in fancy costumes, holding food and souvenirs, chattering loudly as they passed by.

"Welp, time to make my entrance," Henri said. His stomach fluttered as he readied himself.

Henri crouched low, then jumped, boots ablaze with energy. They flickered, off, then on again, boosting Henri over a red-and-yellow tent. Henri landed on his feet, right in front of an awed crowd, and stood up to his full height. The sun struck his armor just right, making it glow a brilliant white.

"Radio City, be not afraid!" Henri said, his voice coming out metallic through his helmet's speakers. "For I am injustice's greatest foe— the Steel Chevalier!"

edited 27th Jul '11 8:29:01 PM by Icarael

"Stealing is a crime and drugs is a crime too BUT if you steal drugs the two crimes cancel out and it’s like basically doing a good."
Starbound2 Since: Jan, 2001
#432: Jul 27th 2011 at 8:54:57 PM

To be a dick...

The crowd around Steel Chevalier looked at him for just a moment... before returning to what it was they were doing. With as often as wannabe heroes wanted to impress the townsfolk with their acrobatics, dramatic poses and theatrical one-liners, it would take much more than a flashy first sighting for a new super to build a strong reputation.

James and Doll casually walked by said new superhero, not noticing him in the slightest. "A Ferris wheel...?" The detective looked up at the ride. "Hmm..."


Ial grimaced for no discernible reason before handing Carl 5 dollars, taking back his cellphone. "Looks like you've won the bet."

Slipping the phone into his pocket, Ial sent out two texts without pulling out the phone to look.

To Vigil: A mechanical giant is blocking the freeway on the outskirts of town, having intercepted a government caravan transporting an experimental machine. Please make haste before the situation makes a turn for the worst.

To Faceplant: CYBORG NAZI. Just outside of town. Interested, hero? Follow these directions...

edited 27th Jul '11 8:58:37 PM by Starbound2

RedSavant Since: Jan, 2001
#433: Jul 27th 2011 at 9:39:54 PM

As the crowd, momentarily shocked by the flash and dazzle of the Chevalier's appearance and subsequent dramatic announcement, regained some of their momentum - walking and chattering, the normalcy of a festival - Anders stood stock-still, watching the pearl-white titan with suspicion. Heroes were very good about defending people from injustice; unfortunately, their definitions of injustice tended to err on the broad side, up to and including 'being a villain and in my line of sight'.

Still... the armor, though impressive, was very shiny to have seen much use. And he'd never heard of the Steel Chevalier before now. Cot wanted a rival? Fine. Better it's a newbie, then, right? He pressed forward into the crowd, making his way closer to the shining figure. A few feet from the hero, who didn't quite look like he'd figured out what to do after his introduction, Anders raised a hand, concentrating on pulling every last bit of energy out of his arm. Frost crackled across his skin, freezing mist dripped from his fingertips... And a random couple, not even looking at the new hero but staring off at the Ferris wheel, stepped between them. Anders' hand, cold enough to flash-freeze the blood in a person's veins, was on a level with the woman's face.

He felt his heart stop.

It's been fun.
SirSteelman (4 Score & 7 Years Ago)
#434: Jul 27th 2011 at 10:02:09 PM

Once the Sugar and Spice sisters had taken their order, Mr. Dice stepped up to take his order. "I will have one blueberry pancake," he said.

Starbound2 Since: Jan, 2001
#435: Jul 27th 2011 at 10:39:56 PM

In an instant, Doll felt the cool but pleasant autumn day change to an unforgivably cold winter. Pulling away from the stranger who had just come into contact with her, the immortal woman reached out to grab his wrist while her other hand touched her shivering, unbelievably cold cheek, teeth chattering for a moment before gritting tightly together, a razor sharp gaze cast in Anders' direction.

RedSavant Since: Jan, 2001
#436: Jul 27th 2011 at 11:01:04 PM

Anders' hand brushed the woman's cheek for a single instant before she pulled away, but the horrific injury he was expecting - in the way one expects the screech of twisting metal and the shattering of glass in a car accident - failed to bloom across her pale skin. Instead, he felt fingers like iron bars clamp around his wrist, safely over the cuff of his coat, and he was pulled slightly off-balance as she turned to face him and speared him with a glare that he could shave with.

"Uh," he managed to choke out. "I..." It didn't seem to be helping any.

It's been fun.
Icarael is All Elite from The Taguig Sprawl Since: Dec, 2010 Relationship Status: 700 wives and 300 concubines
is All Elite
#437: Jul 27th 2011 at 11:44:22 PM

-Post blanked.-

edited 29th Jul '11 8:52:55 PM by Icarael

"Stealing is a crime and drugs is a crime too BUT if you steal drugs the two crimes cancel out and it’s like basically doing a good."
Strigon Planet-Killer Since: Jul, 2010
Planet-Killer
#438: Jul 28th 2011 at 2:08:07 AM

As Rei was busy cackling at his pursuer and the guy he accidentally knocked over to bolster his already bloated ego, He bumps into Cassandra in his moment of overconfidence.

"Ow! Sorry!"

And during that brief instant of contact, Kiribattaman deftly slipped his hand into her pocket.

OOC: I'll let you decide if she notices.

Shameless Self-promotion ho!
InfiniteParagon The Warrior Monk of Coeurl from Texas Since: Feb, 2011 Relationship Status: They can't hide forever. We've got satellites.
The Warrior Monk of Coeurl
#439: Jul 28th 2011 at 6:39:48 AM

"I'm not doing all that much, just a small time for thought, is all.", Benjamin told his daughter, walking to the back of the bus with a smile. There was naturally a bit more to it than just thought, but Benjamin hadn't quite figured out exactly how he wanted to approach the whole situation. So, in the meantime, he took a small inventory check, mainly examining each piece of his Magician's suit. Maybe i should consider redesigning this costume to be a bit more... themetic, he thought, casting a quick glance back at Sophie, then shaking his head. Nah, it's fine.

Although he had to admit, Sophie's costume was much better than his. She took more interest in the superhero business, it seemed. It gave Benjamin an uneasy feeling just thinking about it.

"You lost, Dio. You lost for one simple reason - you were using charcoal." - Hank Hill
DoctorHabberdashMD -Angry face- from In session! Since: Jun, 2011
-Angry face-
#440: Jul 28th 2011 at 10:45:38 AM

For a long, long moment, he just watched. He stood there, hands still clasped behind him and watched. The convoy came to a halt, one of the soldiers urging him to move aside, but he didn't yield or shift. Not even by an inch.

A man emerged from the truck, addressing him with the sort of arrogant authority laced with naivety that no American seemed capable of shedding. He was a soldier, of course, so that authority seemed a little more smug and a little less compromising. This was a man used to routine. He was told what to do, and he would do it. Anyone who got in the way of that got in the way of his routine. Naturally he lacked the mental dexterity to cope with such drastic shocks to his orderly little world.

Staring vaguely into the distance, he let a few more moments pass before shifting his crimson gaze to the soldier that had confronted him. It was honestly amazing that the man saw little to no threat in what was happening. Imagine. What meager measure of miniscule intellect could they possibly boast to possess if these men failed to register the obvious - yet unspoken - threat that hung in the air? He was not some grandmother, lost and confused.

Men such as this had no place in the world he was seeking to create. His world would be orderly, yes. Composed. Structured. But not filled with dolts who stared at him with cow-like ignorance, eyes wide with a lack of comprehension. Borderline un-sentience. It was a joke. To see humanity squandered on such a sad little specimen. But encouraging in a way. A reminder of what was to be left behind in the years and decades to come. Perfection would choke the life out of this man and other likes him. It would snuff them out.

In Baron Totenkopf's future, men such as this would have no place.

Lifting a hand, he brought it forward. Slowly. Delibately. He was in no rush.

The next series of motions were quick. Fluid. Very refined.

Placing his hand on the soldiers head, he pressed downward and twisted, then, a flash of a second later, his booted foot rose, shooting forward into his midsection with enough power to powder bone. He aimed to send the now-dead soldier launching into the truck he'd just emerged from.

For effect.

(Sorry about the mod, but it's an NPC... so... I don't think it counts!)

Starbound2 Since: Jan, 2001
#441: Jul 28th 2011 at 5:51:28 PM

((Strigon, you do know that you're supposed to allow other players the leeway of reacting to your characters' actions, right? So your statement is not only unnecessary, it suggests that there would be a time when that wouldn't be true.))

Unfortunately for Kiribattaman, he would find nothing in Cassandra's pocket. And extra unfortunately, the instant he slipped his hand into her pocket was the same instant she chose to half turn towards his thieving arm, throwing her elbow into his masked face before catching his wrist with her grip, fluidly and swiftly pulling a dagger out from a scabbard hidden under her dress with her other arm in that very same moment.

"I'm flattered that you're interested in being intimate with me so soon, but we've only just met."


Doll stared right into the young man's eyes as she let her grip tighten, speaking in a voice that matched his touch. "What were you trying to do?"

The detective walked a few feet before realizing Doll had stopped following him. Turning around, he saw her confronting Anders and hastily made his way back over to the two of them.


And Ial and company made their way back to city hall, the mayor spotted a certainly silver costume hero looking over a small notebook.

"Ah, Scan. How nice of you to accept my invitation to deliver a speech."


"Could you?" Aria asked Jeff, before hastily handing him her keys. "Oh, uh, take the car. It's less suspicious."

InfiniteParagon The Warrior Monk of Coeurl from Texas Since: Feb, 2011 Relationship Status: They can't hide forever. We've got satellites.
The Warrior Monk of Coeurl
#442: Jul 28th 2011 at 6:18:50 PM

The dead soldiers body made contact with the lead vehicle around the drivers window, the force of the launch causing the body to hit the driver squarely in the face, caving his skull and anything in the upper chest level in. The gunner of the lead vehicle was shaken just enough to lose immediate retaliation against the figure, having to reorient the gun. The gunner looked back to the driver of the second vehicle, who began to relay the situation and commands to the driver of the third vehicle.

The figure wouldn't have much time before reinforcements arrived to aid the gunner who was already hastily bringing the gun back around to open fire.

As long as whatever you do is within your limits, you shouldn't have to worry abut objections from me. The soldiers aren't meant to live, anyway. Just try not to blow the second vehicle up.

edited 28th Jul '11 6:45:21 PM by InfiniteParagon

"You lost, Dio. You lost for one simple reason - you were using charcoal." - Hank Hill
RedSavant Since: Jan, 2001
#443: Jul 28th 2011 at 7:25:05 PM

Anders' eyes flickered between the woman's eyes, her hand on his wrist, and the scruffy-looking man who appeared to be with her. He shook his head, trying instinctively to pull away. This wasn't what was supposed to happen! Blocked, then manhandled, by a random civilian? The day just kept getting better! "I-it was a mistake," he stammered, pulling harder, but despite having technically gotten the drop on her, he was the one with no leverage. "And it has nothing to do with you. Let me go, or you'll regret it." The bravado sounded weak even to him, given the grip she had on his arm and the fact that she had almost literally shrugged off running into his freezing hand. He got a sinking feeling in the pit of his stomach - there were bound to be supers around who weren't in costume at a Festival of Heroes, and it looked like he'd just met his antithesis.

It's been fun.
Taco Since: Jan, 2001
#444: Jul 28th 2011 at 7:46:30 PM

"Right." said Jeff. He ran off, to go grab the car. Captain Zeppelin, here?! And why was he doing this?! Maybe it was because Muse had him wrapped around her finger, not entirely unwillingly. More likely it was because he wanted to be as far away from the Captain or anything controlled by the Captain as possible.

daltar (4 Score & 7 Years Ago)
#445: Jul 28th 2011 at 8:51:31 PM

Vigil's peaceful and enjoyable vigil over the festival of heroes was interrupted by the sound of its cellphone ringing. Hand moving quickly out of reflex to grab it, Vigil soon read about the latest emergency to strike at Radio city.

The masked hero stood up from its seat at the edge of a tall building... it gave the joy and cheer of the festival one last glance before it was thrown once again into its duty to the city.


"Hey I'm trying to ai..." Sophie started once she felt an arm wrapping around her shoulders. And then that voice said her name and the world seemed to stop to a standstill to the assassin maid.

"C-Cassandra!? What are you doing here!?"

EviIPaladin Some Guy Or Something from Middle-Of-Nowhere, NS Since: May, 2010 Relationship Status: Noddin' my head like yeah
Some Guy Or Something
#446: Jul 29th 2011 at 10:07:54 AM

Feeling his cell vibrate, the teen hero glanced at it a moment and moved to put it away. Then he read it over again. Turning to the two who had been keeping him company, he bowed. "If you don't mind, something has come up that I must take care of. Enjoy the rest of the festival. FACEPLANT, AWAY!" The teen hero then dashed off, following the co-ordinates Ial had texted him.


Patrick chuckled patronizingly. "I doubt it, but thanks for the offer, pal. I need a local since the person I'm looking for has been here for a brief time and I don't want the little scumbag taking off on me again..."

"Evii is right though" -Saturn "I didn't know you were a bitch Evii." -Lior Val
InfiniteParagon The Warrior Monk of Coeurl from Texas Since: Feb, 2011 Relationship Status: They can't hide forever. We've got satellites.
The Warrior Monk of Coeurl
#447: Jul 29th 2011 at 1:43:30 PM

edited 29th Jul '11 2:54:54 PM by InfiniteParagon

"You lost, Dio. You lost for one simple reason - you were using charcoal." - Hank Hill
Motree Dancing All Night from The Midnight Channel Since: Sep, 2010 Relationship Status: 700 wives and 300 concubines
Dancing All Night
#448: Jul 29th 2011 at 2:07:05 PM

Sophie nodded in response to her father as he left, "Alright, Uncle Ben! I'll just wait here, then!"

She watched the city get closer as the bus approached, often changing position in the way she was sitting. Ever since she was little, she'd always had trouble sitting still.

Eventually, after a bit of time, the bus made it into city lines. The town seemed to be bustling with activity- There must've been some sort of festival going on.

Sophie remembered her father's request, and went to find him in the back, "Uncle Ben, we reached the city. I think there's some sort of festival going on or something."

“DAMMIT WHEN I HEAR 'SPACE CQC' ALL I CAN THINK OF IS BIG BOSS WITH A FISHBOWL ON HIS HEAD, STRANGLING AN ASTRONAUT OUTSIDE THE ISS."
InfiniteParagon The Warrior Monk of Coeurl from Texas Since: Feb, 2011 Relationship Status: They can't hide forever. We've got satellites.
The Warrior Monk of Coeurl
#449: Jul 29th 2011 at 3:08:18 PM

Drew was a bit confused at the scene that unfolded before him, but realized what had happened fairly quickly: A pickpocket had gotten caught. While there already was two others to back the victim turned captor up if the pickpocket tried anything, Drew decided to throw himself into the mix as a third backup, much to his thoughts of Why am i doing this? Once closer, he saw what was clearly a dagger in the woman's hand.

"Excuse me, but can you please put that", he began, nodding to the dagger, "away? There's no need for that, i can easily find an officer for you."


Benjamin looked up to Sophie, a bit confused. "A festival?", he asked, walking back up to the front of the bus. Indeed, there must have been a festival going on, as the area ahead of them was noticeably crowded with people. "Well, isn't this a warm welcome, Sophie! Look, they even threw a huge party for us!", Benjamin told her jokingly, smiling.

edited 29th Jul '11 3:08:47 PM by InfiniteParagon

"You lost, Dio. You lost for one simple reason - you were using charcoal." - Hank Hill
GameGuruGG Vampire Hunter from Castlevania (Before Recorded History)
Vampire Hunter
#450: Jul 29th 2011 at 4:33:36 PM

"So you're the mayor of this city?" Scan looked up to see Ial, "The pleasure's all mine, but there's one thing I don't get... How did you know where to find me?"


"I could say the same about you," Mimic retorted.

Wizard Needs Food Badly

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