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EchoingSilence Since: Jun, 2013
#26: Jul 1st 2015 at 7:58:29 PM

Cobalt Reaper looked over to Gian, "I can handle that. But I know that you know that as soon as the situation involving the Hostage changes, no one here is going to hold onto the deal of letting you go without a fight. Bullets are going to start flying. So that's your only Hostage... until you get to the door."

Silas cursed himself, he was smart yeah, clever enough to build robotic armor but to negotiate the safety of the Teller straight away? He was mentally kicking himself for not being successful enough on that front.

"Though keep in mind, if anyone here not involved in this little fight gets hurt. I won't hesitate to use every bit of ordinance I have. Got it?"

Taco Since: Jan, 2001
#27: Jul 1st 2015 at 8:08:43 PM

"But we have a deal." Gian grinned under his mask and looked at the guy behind the pillar. "You too, right, guy? I'm, uhm, legitimately jazzed about you listening to reason like this. Normally it's all shoot first, ask questions seventeenth, you know?" He banged his gun on the counter and looked back at the other heisters. "Oi! Ma'am! I got our exit strategy! We're clear till the van, let's go!"

He turned back to the heroes. "Seriously, I really appreciate this. I hope we can work out stuff like this in the future, you know? You got a number I can call so I can make sure we deal with you two instead of someone else in the future?"

Elyzian Dying inside and out. from Somewhere Beyond Since: Jan, 2015 Relationship Status: It's complicated
Dying inside and out.
#28: Jul 1st 2015 at 8:32:33 PM

Suddenly, a loud crash sounded from just outside the bank. A few moments later Sonicwoman stumbled in carrying what looked like the mangled remains of a vehicle's bumper. As she tossed to the side with a few mumbled curses, she caught sight of the Cobalt Reaper. The famous super's presence made her straighten up immediately. She faced the people she guessed were the bank robbers and assumed a fighting stance.

"Uh...Whoever owned that van outside, I kinda smashed into it and, uh, knocked it over. Sorry."

Sleep? Sleep?! Sleep is for the weak!
KR_Vandal Since: Jun, 2014
#29: Jul 1st 2015 at 8:54:26 PM

Civility, Goldstein Roof of the hat salon across the street

Betty Bedlam wasn't big on planning, given her nature as a cartoon come to life. But whomever was in charge of her mooks, it could be said they'd been around the jail block a few times. One or two would cover the street while the rest would pile in after the loot.

These guys were smarter than usual. And more well-supplied, given the surplus scoped Springfield whose parts Jerry Kings had scattered all over the roof. Its former wielder had a good field of fire covering the street and the getaway van . It's just that he never planned for an assault to come arcing in from the roof of the Bobby Beef's the next block over.

Jerry Kings, 18th Gentleman Avenger, sat on the ledge and lay a napkin across his lap. He un-bagged his unhealthy breakfast and marveled at the response time of what he and the rest of the Club had termed, 'the youngsters'.

The Cobalt Reaper showed up, then it was followed by the van getting slagged by a girl in men's construction plaid who hit like a champion.

"Someone's not having a very good day," he muttered through a mouthful of beef and lettuce. There was a groan from behind. He chased down the bite with a sip of shake and settled to watch.

Taco Since: Jan, 2001
#30: Jul 1st 2015 at 8:57:55 PM

"Fuck! Seriously?!" Gian slumped a little. Uh, okay, this is still salvageable! "New one. Get us a new one now. Only way to keep this deal in place. Goddammit, girl, in the future..." Gian sighed and shook his head. "We had something awesome going here until you showed up, you know?! I have this hostage here, and we were gonna bring her until we got to the van, and then after that you'd all get a shot at us! Turns out that ain't happening unless you fix it!" He pressed the typewriter to the teller's back insistently, getting a few whimpers in response. "Van. Understood? Now."

wikkit Since: Sep, 2009
#31: Jul 1st 2015 at 9:00:02 PM

"Yeah, yeah, you got a deal, all right. Better not screw with me, you can't even fathom what I can do to y'all," he said as he sidled up to the armored man and the newly entered woman. "Whoever you are, silver-tights, you're late. We just did it ourselves."

"Look, Mr. Reaper, and where-ever-the-hell-you-came-from, they've got somebody casing the vault right now," he said quietly, his gun still raised in the direction of the absconding robbers, "and it's really...some...thing..." he scratched at his ear briefly. "Well, it's like some kind of cartoon character with big knockers. Except it's walking around. Like a person, you see!"

EchoingSilence Since: Jun, 2013
#32: Jul 1st 2015 at 9:08:01 PM

"Bouncing Betty? You never heard of her?" Silas asked, he turned back to Gian "I'm a great mechanic. Perhaps I could fix the van for you..."

Taco Since: Jan, 2001
#33: Jul 1st 2015 at 9:11:13 PM

"NOW." Gian pressed the typewriter more insistently. Stress was starting to creep into his voice. This could go very well or very poorly. Hopefully it'd reflect well on the higher-ups. Betty could put in a good word for him. "Either fix the old one or get me a new one, before Betty Bedlam is done in there."

Elyzian Dying inside and out. from Somewhere Beyond Since: Jan, 2015 Relationship Status: It's complicated
Dying inside and out.
#34: Jul 1st 2015 at 9:12:47 PM

Sonicwoman's eyes narrowed at the thug's demands. She had no intention of being ordered around by slime like him. She lifted her arms in the air to signal surrender, concentrating as she did so, "Alright fine, yeah. We'll get your damn van. Just don't hurt anyone ok-"

Before she even finished her sentence, she rocketed forward. The space between her and the hostage vanished in an instant. She immediately clapped her hands down on the teller's shoulders and yanked her to the side, hoping to take her assailant by surprise.

Sleep? Sleep?! Sleep is for the weak!
wikkit Since: Sep, 2009
#35: Jul 1st 2015 at 9:26:05 PM

"Look, I haven't been in a theatre since I got to see Wizard of Oz, but I can tell that whatever that broad is, it ain't good for kids to see that big of-" he was cut off from his diatribe by Speedwoman's disturbingly quick action. Not the plan.

His instinct kicked in, and the last thing that was on his mind ended up his objective. He took off in a sprint, and shifted once more.

He didn't have time to care what otherworldy scenery he landed in, he used that time to run off towards he saw that cartoon whore saunter off to. Betty. Whatever. It was a hostage situation just made bad, and he really didn't want to be mentioned when someone shot up a bunch of rich people.

Wyatt stopped, and he shifted back into reality in front of the massive, now badly damaged vault door.

Tojin Back after a long hiatus from Protectorate SW Headquarters Since: Aug, 2013 Relationship Status: In Lesbians with you
Back after a long hiatus
#36: Jul 1st 2015 at 9:44:41 PM

Addisu's heart damn near leapt into his mouth when he saw the SS troopers. Welp, that looks like my cue. Removing a model car from a pouch strapped to his belt and fingering it nervously, he wheeled around the corner and immediately put on a huge burst of speed with his superpower, aiming to either bowl over the troopers or just go past them, either would be fine as long as he didn't get shot.

“Not a promise, not an oath, or a malediction or a curse. Inevitable." - Taylor Hebert
SolusLupus Since: Apr, 2013
#37: Jul 1st 2015 at 9:46:03 PM

Modernity: The Right Swing

The cheers. The whistles. All the fans and gamblers here in the underground boxing matches as electro swing rang out from the speakers. A hooded boxer danced along the center of the ring, throwing out jabs with precision, beating against the guard of their opponent with constant pressure. They stepped back for a moment, letting their opponent move forward as they drew them in before hitting them with an upper as the opponent's straight sails over their head.

"DOWNED WITH A COUNTER FROM NAMELESS!" The referee called as the opponent hit the mat hard, instantly identifiably as down and out.

"We have our winner!"

Underneath the hood, two feminine lips curled up in a smile, happy that she had at least a semi-decent challenge.


She exited the boxing area and walked over to the payout desk to collect her winnings. Making silent motions she communicated her intentions clearly, having learned sign language to help with the facade of the "mute boxer, Nameless."

Sure people would normally ask questions, but here in the underground, if you fight, you don't get asked too much outright.

Course if they ever did find out she was a woman, things might be a bit different.

Saturn Hurr from On The Rings Since: Jun, 2011 Relationship Status: I-It's not like I like you, or anything!
Hurr
#38: Jul 1st 2015 at 10:16:54 PM

The Bank

"HEY!"

The animal-masked goons sprinted out of the vault into the main bank hall, carrying bags and bags of cash, behind them Betty strolled out, grinning ear to ear. "Now, let's get the hell outta-...huh?"

She stared at all the costumed freaks in front of her. "It's a regular who's who of C-Listers!" She went over to Gail, glaring at the hostage. "Who's the broad?!" She shot the hostage right in between the eyes. "I don't even negotiate with cartoonists let alone supers! Now there's only one way this is gonna go!"

Her goons started hooking out from the open sky window they crashed in, making their way to the back entrance of the bank where the getaway car was. "Me and my little Piggy here are gonna blow this joint, and you loser's are gonna cry 'Wah wah wah!', all the way home! But don't worry, I won't leave you without DESERT!"

Betty pulled out two banana cream pies, one in each hand. "Catch!" She tossed them towards the heroes, and wherever they would hit, there would be a big creamy blast with the force of a grenade.


Medical Facility

In one of the walls, a large mouth, full of teeth opened up, Suburbia pushing herself out of it, surveying the scene. She stared blankly, holding out her hands, summoning monstrous bodily hands and claws to wrestle the invisible beast. She turned to Lucid.

"...My child. You should not be here."

svenorzokarkoff Since: Apr, 2013
#39: Jul 1st 2015 at 10:19:21 PM

Fairground

After giving the passerby a curt apology, Niko began searching around for the exit, having decided that he had his fill of the Fairground today. Pulling his scarf over his lower face, the teen began retracing his steps back to the main street.

edited 1st Jul '15 10:55:41 PM by svenorzokarkoff

ScorpioRat from Houston, Texas Since: Jan, 2013 Relationship Status: Forming Voltron
#40: Jul 1st 2015 at 11:39:32 PM

Modernity-Medical Facility

The beast writhed in Suburbia's grasp in total silence, clawing and biting at the arms around it.

Lucid narrowed her eyes behind her helmet. Just who was this purple haired woman?

"I doubt that you belong here either..." she said. "Unless you're secretly a scientist."

wikkit Since: Sep, 2009
#41: Jul 2nd 2015 at 12:09:00 AM

The vault was already empty. Wyatt had been had! He turned around and started to run back in the direction of the lobby, it was a bit too early to shift again without burning himself out. Unless they'd already killed both of them, he'd be able to make it in time to do something.

Finally at the lobby with his pistol at the ready, he saw a dead teller, that freakish strumpet and a pair of pies she was about to throw. Utterly confused, he didn't even make the connection between the 3 and stood dumbfounded as the pies were tossed in Cobalt and what's-her-face's direction.

Taco Since: Jan, 2001
#42: Jul 2nd 2015 at 4:38:14 AM

Gian was expecting the twitchy broad wouldn't listen. They never did. As soon as she cut herself off, he did the best he could. A burst of gunfire cleanly perforated the civilian's spine, and he spun around to finish off the remaining civilians. The thunderclap slammed him next, though, and he reeled from the impact.

Luckily, tommyguns were meant to be sprayed, and he unloaded into the three tellers left at nearly point-blank range. "This is your fault, bitch! You're a murderer, you know that?" He staggered upright, rebounded off the wall, then jumped onto the skyhook. "You get outta here, Betty. I'll get my gear. I got unfinished business with these mugs here."

EchoingSilence Since: Jun, 2013
#43: Jul 2nd 2015 at 4:43:47 AM

Cobalt lifted his hands, the red electric emitters glowing brightly as his targeting systems locked on to both Betty and Gian, and then he opened fire.

He even shot the pie bombs out of the air, "Damned cartoon bitch..." he muttered.

KR_Vandal Since: Jun, 2014
#44: Jul 2nd 2015 at 7:13:36 AM

Jerry had already finished one of the value meals and was about to get started on the second when the shooting inside the building intensified.

Choking down a mouthful of burger and fries, the dandily-dressed gentleman watched the thugs wash the inside with lead and lighting up the usually-quiet baking district.

From one of the windows, he caught a glimpse. multi-chromatic nightmare known as Betty Bedlam. She was making for the back exit.

He liked her cartoons once.

Jerry bagged the rest of his food and took a last sip of shake. He hid the bag somewhere and made sure to remember where he left it.

It was his turn.

Standing up, he drew his grappling gun and fired at the corner ledge of the Goldstein. He shimmied backwards from the ledge and took a running leap, making for the alley where they'd have parked the getaway vehicle.

edited 2nd Jul '15 7:15:47 AM by KR_Vandal

Taco Since: Jan, 2001
#45: Jul 2nd 2015 at 8:19:10 AM

As Cobalt Avenger charged his shot, Gian thought ahead to what may happen. The lightning would hit him. Sparking gloriously, it would travel down the wire he was on like an asp on Cleopatra, and jolt the hell out of all the other robbers. But that original bolt wasn't targeting anything but him and Betty. He couldn't save her, but he could save the heist. Gian swung a few times and launched himself at the door.

The lightning caught him in the arm, arcing onto Der Greivier. That played hell with his... everything... and he hit the floor, twitching and smoking. However, now he was in range! From inside his smouldering getaway van out front, Gian's mechanical hands, the second half of Der Greivier, started rattling around inside their briefcase, struggling to get free.

EchoingSilence Since: Jun, 2013
#46: Jul 2nd 2015 at 8:34:54 AM

Cobalt Reaper turned off the pulse blasters and liftef his arms, out of the two forearm sections sprouted mounted guns.

"You aren't going anywhere," He stated with contained malice before opening fire towards Gian, right at his arms and legs. Cripple him further and make it impossible for him to escape.

Elyzian Dying inside and out. from Somewhere Beyond Since: Jan, 2015 Relationship Status: It's complicated
Dying inside and out.
#47: Jul 2nd 2015 at 8:36:41 AM

Sonicwoman looked a the carnage momentarily stunned. One civilian was dead, probably more, and it was her fault. She was snapped out of her stupor by the sound of electric bolts. She turned to see the thug from earlier running out he door. No it wasn't her fault, at least no entirely. She hadn't pulled the trigger, she hadn't robbed the bank, that bastard had.

She concentrated for a moment and was soon rocketed out the door on the thug's heels. She saw him pulling something out of the wrecked van. With an enraged cry, she swung her fist down at him.

Sleep? Sleep?! Sleep is for the weak!
FergardStratoavis A Fluff Ringer from Bellveins (Troper Knight) Relationship Status: A gay little love melody
A Fluff Ringer
#48: Jul 2nd 2015 at 8:51:04 AM

"...you have some nerve, mongrel." Her eyebrow briefly twitched at Johnathan's words as she weighed her options. Well, weighed them until a wheelchair-bound musclebound bald African sped past them on, well, a wheelchair. Some further meters away, the bowled SS Troopers blankly regarded their prone position, the cold undead logic thrown out the window due to the sheer absurdity of the situation.

That proved a rather... tipping point for Hetep-heres' well-groomed mask. Her surprised expression slowly turned towards anger as she shook with outrage, the crop in her hand unfortunately crushed into powder. At the same time, her facial features distorted into something much more monstrous and... truer to her real form. Likely to alarm of everybody present and not in her entourage, what manifested reeked of rotting bodies and despair itself, more closer to a mass of wailing unfortunates, boiling and sizzling.

   "ACCURSED SCHWABIAN FILTH!"    She roared at her inept bodyguards before glaring at the one closer to her; causing for glass in his gasmask to break and everything past it to bulge out and boil out of the lead exterior through the eyesockets. Naturally, the undead were not phased by such punishments, but she needed to let it out.    "AFTER THAT MAGGOT! I WANT HIS WORTHLESS LIBYAN SKIN FOR PARCHMENT!"    The two unfortunate SS-troopers at least knew what to do. Quickly and with utmost care to not damage any exhibits in the van, they pulled out a squeaky-clean Kettenrad out of its depths before embarking on the bike and turning the engine on, classic German construction purring as it awoke, then speeding after Addisu, one driving and the other priming the rifle to shoot the insolent war vet down.

In all that, Hetep-heres almost forgot about Johnathan's presence here. Now relatively calmed down, she focused back on the pseudo-vampire. "...as I was saying, your insolence is not appreciated. Being badly made is not an excuse for such raging audacity." She made a gesture to point at him with her crop again, only to realize that she had lost it in her fit of anger. The flop caused her to frown and shake her head with a groan.

Taco Since: Jan, 2001
#49: Jul 2nd 2015 at 9:42:46 AM

Gian roared and reached towards the van. His suit tore as an array of antennae ripped out of his shirt. The hands burst out of the briefcase and surged towards him. Two held their palms in front of Cobalt Avenger, deflecting his bullets. Two more worked together to block Sonicwoman, softening the blow to Gian significantly. Shaking from fear and adrenaline, he staggered to his feet, hefting the tommygun yet again. "You ruined it!" He fired a burst of gunfire into a civilian. "This could have been peaceful, you know? Their blood is on your hands!" He emptied the rest of his clip from the hip at Sonicwoman, and strafed for the door. The shock was starting to wear off and he picked up speed accordingly.

Elyzian Dying inside and out. from Somewhere Beyond Since: Jan, 2015 Relationship Status: It's complicated
Dying inside and out.
#50: Jul 2nd 2015 at 9:55:40 AM

Sonicwoman shot her way through the hands, rage and adrenaline drove her forward. She stood still for a moment to track her foe's movements. His bullets stung but he could deal with that later. She concentrated and rocketed close to him. She made a grab for his gun.

Sleep? Sleep?! Sleep is for the weak!

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