TO: Nariko & Kimiko, outside the Nezumi Clan Hideout

A woman stepped out of the shadows. As in, that darknened wall had not nearly been deep enough for her to hide in, but she materialized from it anyway. Tall-ish, pretty, slim build, black coat over a black bodysuit, pale skin, blue eyes and wavy blonde hair.

She stepped across the spacious sewer pipes, pulled out a white envelope with a red seal and placed it carefully on the ground. As she straightened up and pulled back, suddenly her feet had heels and an audible clicking could be heard by the observant as she walked away.

Edited by God_of_Awesome on Jul 12th 2020 at 5:13:10 AM

Rebecca - Obsidian City

Her first trip out of Easton in who-knows-how-long, and it seemed like trouble had already managed to find her. The weird propaganda billboards were skeevy enough, but now there was a freaking mugger. Honestly, who mugs someone in spandex? It was pretty clear she didn't have pockets!

She supposed it might've been her fault for hanging around back alleys, but the main streets in this part of town were a bit too... clean for her. Which was admittedly a weird complaint, but for a Goddess of the Unclean...

Oh, right, mugger. He had a knife. Make that two knives. And he was running at her without asking for money. Maybe not actually a mugger then.

"What an idiot..." a flying trash can knocked him back into the wall, where he started spazzing out.

Then he freaking exploded. "Whoa… pretty!" "Really not the time, Elly." Looked like a robot. Probably meant to run up to her and explode. Definitely not a mugger.

---

Iris - Obsidian City

It had been mere months since she'd moved here from Massachusetts, but she could definitely feel the change in atmosphere of late. And she could see... well, there wasn't much she couldn't see, even if she tried not to.

She had been trying her hardest to live a normal life. Well, as normal as possible when one was a 19 year old in the body of a sixteen year old. And also actually an Abomination in human form. Nobody had called her a monster lately, so that was a plus. Though it might just have been because she didn't leave her apartment much.

Speaking of which, this was her first time out in about a week, seeing as she needed to restock on groceries. The girl-shaped thing emerged from one of her gates across the street from the grocery store, keeping an eye or 7 out for anyone who might harass her.

Edited by PossiblyQuiteInsane on Jul 12th 2020 at 8:59:21 AM

Another day, another dollar... Sawtooth thought as he smashed a hole through the roof of the Obsidian City Museum, whistling as he did. Steven had had a lot of employers over the years, but the man who hired him to 'break into the museum and steal the Heart Of Osiris Ruby' had been one of the more cryptic about his motives. Ah well, if it was some ruby the weirdo wanted, he was gonna get what he paid for—well, what he paid for Sawtooth to steal, but still.

Sawtooth lept through the hole he made, making a 3-point landing on impact.

"Alright, nobody move—"

Cue the screaming and running of hundreds of terrified musuem visitors.

"Of course, nobody listens to the shark man..." Steven mumbled to himself as he shoved his way through the stampede to search for the ruby, fighting any security that got in his way.

Edited by bestmand902 on Jul 17th 2020 at 4:30:08 AM

Obsidian City, Trickster—Getting The Gang Back Together

"A...Nohman warrior?" Trickster asked, looking confused for a moment. "Well, whatever that means, your help is really appreciated." They nodded appreciatively at Alexander's display and Khloe's arm.

"I'm not sure about what the NJI is, either," they continued. "My friend Magpie seems to really like it, though. I think 'NJI' stands for 'New Justice International' or something. It was just established recently, and we're supposed to be a UN-sanctioned super team. Supposed to be, until those 'Americorps' butted in with their ugly billboards and said they were US-sanctioned, anyways."

"I tell you, the political fallout is going to be nuts..." They shook their head and kept chattering on, much in this capacity, as they led the group back to the main NJI force.

Edited by JumpingFruit on Jul 13th 2020 at 1:59:48 AM

I wear the skin of the Elder Things, having come unto my own.

Roland

"Yeah," Roland said with a smile, and innocuously stated, "We're from the planet of Kayden, and about a few years ago now, we fought off the Parasite Invasion, led at first by Roken Eniq. Then...something happened. A different Kayden in the sky, and a different Rine on this Earth." He seemed honestly confused by this...but then shrugged his shoulders.

"But right now my story isn't as important as dealing with my new home's problems. We need to meet back up with the others before any more enemies like that robot show up."

---

Meanwhile, as Rebecca moved around a back alley, looking around the city of Obsidian, she would see and overhear something. Rick Cannelle / Captain Patriot joining up with a large number of black clad men who looked like the hired underlings of Aquavect...

"...Are you sure we have the go ahead...?"

"Oh, certainly. I'm certified by President Sutler, remember? Just leave all the political nonsense to me and clear out there streets of the filth living on them."

It was apparent that the underlings of Aquavect were now equipped with what looked like some of the same equipment as the Blitzkrieg villains from back in Easton. Whoever had outfitted the Blitzkriegs were now outfitting Aquavect's hired guns...

And they were starting to go around not just forcing people out from the street but looking in and occasionally pointing guns into alleyways.

Rebecca would be able to see a manhole leading into the sewers in the same alleyway she was in...

Sign on for this After The End Fantasy RP.

Nariko and Kimiko - Obsidian City

Things are definitely worse than we thought. Nariko noted, as the conversation continued. I mean, I knew Sutler was an asshole, but to undercut NJI like that...

Fascists gonna fash. Kimiko said, And speaking of which, we got guys with guns.

You need help? Nari asked.

Nah. Kimi replied, They aren't shooting anyone yet. Probably just a show of force. Oh, wait, there's something. Mugger. Taking him down.

Good luck. I'm gonna talk to these guys.

Got it.

Nariko exhaled, then jumped, bouncing off a wall and flipping before landing by Trickster and the others in a crouch. "Hi there," She said, smiling. "I couldn't help but overhear you talking. I'm Night-Tail, a new hero. I was wondering if I could join up with you guys."

---

Kimiko leaped off the building in a flying kick, aimed at the mugger's face, only to hit nothing as the mugger - who was apparently actually a robot - got sent flying by a trashcan.

"Oh." Kimi managed, looking between the robot and Rebecca. "You have powers. My bad."

Then she heard the sound of approaching boots, and her whiskers twitched. "Just an FYI, but there are guys with guns coming, and they don't look pleasant. So you might want to skedaddle."

She strode over to the manhole and stomped her foot, flipping the manhole cover up and catching it in one hand. "I know my way around the sewers, if you wanna come with. Your choice."

If Rebecca chose to come with, Kimiko would let her go down first. Regardless of her choice, Kimiko would then toss the cover up and jump down herself. The cover would land perfectly on the manhole, leaving no indication it had been moved.

Edited by kagescorpionakki on Jul 18th 2020 at 5:16:25 AM

What is so amusing about this? Why do you take lives? How can you forget?

NJI - Ryan Brady

Ryan looked around as he waited for Trickster to get back. Going by the people posting about the stuff going on in the city, this was getting really bad really fast. Apparently Sutler was going full fash on everyone who so much as offered any resistance. There were a lot of rumors, and the guy ran his campaign when he got elected by pandering to the very worst inclinations of his constituents, but this just... it was like he was emboldened by something.

Emboldened or enraged. The whole thing with Dexter probably hit the old authoritarian nutbar right in the ego. And guys like that responded disproportionately whenever the ego was hit...

"G-Guys! We have company!" Ryan turned to look as he heard Hans shout about that...and then he could see what the kid was talking about. He saw American Avenger fly around the area and then land nearby, followed by around three armored cars pulling up and letting out the full number of the by now infamous "Americorps".

American Avenger commented as he landed, "Hands up and on your knees. We're taking control of the situation here in Obsidian City. It's been bloodied up for way too long."

The Onrush commented as he adjusted from sitting down so long, "But by all means, we need a good bit of exercise and a show of our capabilities."

Shaper was already tapping away on a floating phone right in front of him, "I've got the scoop for all my loyal viewers already - UN Stooges DESTROYED by patriotic Sutler supporting American Heroes."

Gun Girl fired a round right at the ground in front of Hans, and the boy raised his arms ready to defend himself. She chuckled, "So jumpy, little brat. Why, it's almost like you know you're a dirty, ratty little traitor. And I'm guessing you'll be turning tail on your new friends, too."

Star Girl stepped forward, "You do not know of which you speak, vile creature! Hans would never!"

Hammer Lass did a few practice swings as she paced around a bit with her hammer, "Oh, really? Crybaby Hans who couldn't take a little pain is suddenly the most loyal man in the team? We know all about who he is, what he is, and how much of a dirty little virtue signalling trashfire he really is."

Dead-Ahead was shaking some life into his dead body after getting up, "...You know, as stirring as this whole back and forth is, I'd really just like to kill somebody and get moving on that front. Anyone? Anyone else?"

Ryan glared at Dead-Ahead, and then at all the others, "You're all just a bunch of sociopaths and creeps, elevated and empowered by the President and what-the-fuck-ever he's working with."

Dr. Elite seemed to be more interested in shining one of the various high tech weapons in his arsenal, which appeared to be some sort of icon on a sash around his neck, "Perhaps though we don't need to waste our valuable time and resources...I am sure you children appreciate money? Perhaps the steroid junkie most of all..."

"Fuck your bribe..." Ryan said, looking down, clenching a fist. He didn't even care he'd been outed right now as...as a steroid junkie, he had more important things to think about, "And fuck you."

Sign on for this After The End Fantasy RP.

Eventually, the Shark-Man found the ruby he was looking for, stuffing it in his mouth to keep both arms free as he bust through a wall and into the street, sprinting as fast as he could as police pursued him. He grinned to himself as he ran, silently grateful that it was just ordinary police. Seemed like today was gonna be easier than expected...

Right until he turned a corner to find himself face to face with a large group of men clad in black, along with that 'Captain Patriot' stooge from the earlier broadcast.

"Shit." Was all Sawtooth was able to say, albeit muffled slightly by the gem in his mouth. Looked like today was going to be longer than he thought.

Klöe Kinber – Obsidian City

Well, evidently Klöe didn't take surprises too well. As soon as Nariko landed, she seemed to jolt and flick up her prosthetic arm—a click of a gun cocking originating from her prosthetic as a barrel extended out a point just above her wrist. Thankfully she seemed to have enough patience to overhear her words, and once the rat woman had done talking she promptly retracted her weapon.

“Little f$&%ing warning would be nice next time,” she snapped in a shaky tone, crossing her arms with a huff and letting out a slow exhale. “Jesus. Okay. So... international superhero team. Got it. I'm in. Just don't... f$&%ing jump out like that again...”

I need fluid now.

“We should probably get going now-ish,” she eventually said, not even bothering to hide her nervousness anymore. “S***'s going FUBAR and I don't wanna get caught up in it. No offense.”

Edited by Enirboreh on Jul 17th 2020 at 7:02:31 PM

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Alexander - Obsidian City

Alexander doesn't seem to take them any better, and a flick of his wrist has a dozen of jagged shards of stone rip themselves free from the ground before he actually hears what the new arrival has to say. He lets them fall, and at least has the grace to look sheepish about nearly attempting to perforate the woman in front of him with pieces of concrete. "Greetings, Night-Tail. Yes, I am certain we could use more soldiers in the fight against those who would threaten this great city." He doesn't seem to blink twice at her appearance, apparently more startled by the sudden movement than anything else.

He glances at Klöe, who appears to be... not having a good time. She had a weapon in her prosthetic- good to know. She wasn't defenseless, as she had assured him before. It was relatively likely her spine and arm were reinforced to give her extra strength. She could handle herself. Yet... she was clearly in a bad way.

"I agree. We should hurry," he says, more for her sake than his own. He's known a few addicts, and while he's not quite sure if she is one, she's clearly not comfortable here for some reason or another.

Edited by Cwest5538 on Jul 17th 2020 at 8:44:23 AM

Wooze looks at Glass with a 'please take her away' look

Obsidian City, Trickster

"Yes, please join in, we need all the help we can get," Trickster urged the rat-ninja. "In fact, I think I can hear people arguing just around the block. Let me check..."

The poked their white-haired head around the corner and withdrew themselves just as quickly, cursing and stamping their bare foot.

"Fuckin' shit," they swore."It looks like the Americorps have surrounded the main team! Okay. Get ready, guys. On the count of three, we all charge into battle together. I'm going to cloak us with my illusion powers. But please, be careful. Some of us are squishier than others."

They waved their crooked staff and suddenly everyone found themselves invisible. Only a minute distortion in the air around them marked their presence. Trickster then began slowly counting up to three, pausing after each number for dramatic effect.

"1..."

"2..."

"3!"

Trickster charged, still invisible but screaming, towards the congregated gang of good and evil supers alike, aiming to create an illusionary lightshow that would only blind the eyes of the Americorps and leave the members of the NJI alone. Meanwhile, the cloaked heroes could wreak havoc as they pleased without the burden of being seen.

Edited by JumpingFruit on Jul 17th 2020 at 10:17:54 AM

I wear the skin of the Elder Things, having come unto my own.

Alexander - Obsidian City

Alexander walks with glorious purpose after Trickster, the air almost crackling with energy around him as he prepares for a fight.

He will prove himself to these people, here and now. The downfall of these fascists will be written with strife and conflict, and very likely blood.

Before they charge, he spares a glance at his new friend. "Stay behind me if you can," he warns Kloe. "I am likely more durable than you are."

As their new benefactor leads them towards the monsters he recognizes from television and what he assumes are those who would fight alongside his new organization, he raises his arms and seizes the power in his veins and lifts one of the armored cars.

The sudden sound of its every window shattering at once and the purple aura around it is the only warning he gives before it rises five feet into the air and hurdles from behind at whoever looks the physically weakest amongst the Americorps with enough force to make one think it was driving at them... and likely with enough force that any remaining driver won't survive a collision with either them or the ground.

Wooze looks at Glass with a 'please take her away' look

Klöe Kinber – Obsidian City

Klöe breathed easier at the sudden, supposed invisibility placed on them. Then turned slightly, fishing out a hyperfluid syringe from a satchel on her thigh and jabbing it into her bare shoulder; just above where her prosthetic was secured to her flesh. She shivered before pulling it out again, letting out a slow breath as she dropped the empty syringe and crushed it underfoot. The aching pain had vanished. She bounced on the balls of her feet with renewed energy.

Come on, you f$&%ers...

Careful to avoid Alexander's casual car toss, Klöe punched the ground beneath her feet with her prosthetic and tore up a hefty chunk of concrete—tossing it up into the air before punching it towards any random member of the Americorps that seemed to be weaker. Deploying her gun, she followed this up with a few shots at as many of the group as she could—before retracting her weapon and immediately running to duck behind cover.

If she hadn't taken hyperfluid she'd have been hyperventilating by now. But that familiar numbness calmed her, and her breathing and heartbeat were perfectly level. Her eyes were struggling to focus but she knew it'd wear off soon. It was all worth the advantage.

bork

Captain Patriot / Rick Cannelle stopped as he saw what looked like some sort of shark man break out of the side of what was the Obsidian City Museum. He tilted his head slightly to the side, and a slight grin came over his face. He hadn't exactly gotten much catharsis since getting punched through a wall by Ryan over in Miracle Pharma, but this was promising to be the exact stress ball he needed.

One of Rick's black clad almost faceless federal troop underlings ran up next to him, "Verified that this is Sawtooth, a known felon and on the run from authorities. Permission to shoot to kill?"

A crooked smile went over Rick's face, "Permission...granted. Perforate first and ask questions...eh, whenever."

With that Sawtooth would be able to see about twenty seven laser sights trained on him followed by the telltale sound of gunfire issuing as Rick cackled and started tossing undulating spheres of bright red energy at him as well.

---

"What the devil...!?" American Avenger shouted as smoke billowed over the confrontation, hearing the sounds of fighting starting but not quite being able to see where it was. He was then punched right into one of the remaining armored cars by Ryan, who leaped up to take the strike at him.

Ryan shouted after him, "Never fucking liked your movies!!"

Meanwhile, The Onrush screamed in a very shrill fashion as he desperately ran to the side and let a few of the government black ops support soldiers take the hit from the car. A hit they could not possibly survive. "I appreciate your sacrifice, boys, in making sure I can stay alive!"

Kris Caulder and Shaper were engaged in a drag out physical brawl complicated by their mutual powers to shift their size. Kris blocked a strike as they fought on the top of a few scattered molecules in the air.

Hans meanwhile was fighting Hammer Lass in the midst of the fog, she only barely able to see him and still swinging wildly to try and hit him even if it might mean hitting her teammates. Hans blocked a strike with that hammer using his vectors that sent him skidding backward, a keening screech from the strain emitting as the hammer glowed a bit.

"You sacrificed decency, modesty, patriotism and pro-western civilization values for...for what? Looking good to these dysfunctional addicts and children?" Hammer Lass ridiculed him yet again, swinging and smashing her hammer against Hans' vector shield.

"I will never —- never again be like you! I resolved that much!" He managed to get in thanks to Trickster's fog, and then landed a punch - which thanks to his powers was enough to send Hammer Lass flying backward against a local parked car, denting the door inward.

Meanwhile Kloe's attack struck Gun Lass a bit even as she tried to keep moving in the fog and left her sprawled out on the floor for a moment as she tried to line up a shot on Hans.

Stumbling back to her feet she tried to pinpoint where that thrown concrete attack came from with her guns.

Dr. Elite attempted to clear the fog from the area while Dead-Ahead functioned as his security while doing so. He raised one of his items, intoning, "The Locket of Gristmaluk I beseech you, clear this infernal fog!" The amulet held aloft started trying to suck the fog into itself - functionally it was a large pocket dimension contained in there which in this case would be aimed at drawing the fog into that pocket dimension.

Sign on for this After The End Fantasy RP.

Klöe Kinber – Obsidian City

Klöe didn't hang around waiting upon registering that she'd landed a hit. Moving out of cover and ducking momentarily to the side to make sure her invisibility was still effective, she sneakily approached Gun Lass as she attempted to take her shot on Hans before cocking her arm-mounted weapon and carefully shooting at her firing arm. Disarmament was the priority at this moment. But regardless of whether or not she hit, Klöe ran forward to try and pin Gun Lass's arm down with her invisible foot.

She didn't hesitate in pointing her weapon towards the so-called superhero's skull, either. If she wasn't so effectively cloaked, Gun Lass might've seen the absolute frigid coldness in her eyes. But as it stood, the cybernetic woman was little more than a barely-perceptible, rippling outline.

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Nariko - Obsdian City

"Sorry. Ninja. Surprising people is kind of my thing." Nariko grinned, scratching the back of her head.

Despite having guns and telekinetic shrapnel pointed at her, she appeared completely calm. Though her muscles were still tense, ready to move at a moment's notice, her focus didn't falter.

Not even when Trickster announced nearby enemies. Nariko remained utterly still as the invisibility illusion was cast over them.

Then, on the count of 3, she shot off like a rocket. Despite her speed, Nariko moved near-silently, an almost undetectable blur.

She passed Onrush, unleashing a barrage of chi bullets at his back without so much as turning her head to look. Her aim was still near perfect.

Her real target, however, was the man trying to dispel the fog. It was being sucked into his amulet like a vacuum.

Nariko ran into the suction, using it as a speed boost to pull herself closer, before leaping, spinning in the air, and delivering a spinning axe kick to the arm holding the amulet. It was easily strong enough to shatter the bones of a normal human - Nariko wasn't certain how durable these people were, but she'd rather accidentally break an arm than risk holding back too much.

What is so amusing about this? Why do you take lives? How can you forget?

Alexander - Obsidian City

The man in the long-coat watches the chaos unfold, his eyes following the truck he'd hurled at Onrush as it crushes a few poor unfortunate souls who had been too slow to get out of the way. It wasn't who he had aimed at, but they were clearly their enemies and deserved no mercy.

He watches as the woman with the sword- Night-Tail, he remembered- attacked the fool with a sword with her own brand of power. Alexander raises a hand and the ground in front of him rips itself apart, jagged concrete once again rising to meet his will as the ground around him in a ten foot radius almost explodes.

A flick of the wrist and it hurls itself at Onrush, a flechette storm of razor-sharp stone. It's far more precise than the car, and technically less deadly- in that you would likely bleed out from a pierced organ or vein than instantly dying from being crushed.

"Fall before our might!" He roars, taking advantage of Night-Tail's own attack to attempt to catch the foolish swordsman off-guard. For a moment, his invisibility flickers, a dark purple surrounding his body.

Edited by Cwest5538 on Jul 18th 2020 at 4:18:53 AM

Wooze looks at Glass with a 'please take her away' look

Obsidian City, Trickster, Magpie, Makquer'el, Shelly

Trickster tried their very best to maintain the cavalry's illusionary cover (fog, lightshow, and all) even though Dr. Elite's amulet was doing a fairly good job of sucking up the fog around him, and they relaxed a little (though they didn't let their guard down completely) when they saw Nariko deliver a particularly vicious axe kick to the bad doctor's arm. Hanging in the background, they waved their free hand to reproduce the feeling of tree roots under the enemy's feet, hoping that the "roots" could trip up the enemy. Maintaining illusions on so many enemies was beginning to take its toll on Trickster, but they weren't about to give in to fatigue now. At the very least, they wanted to make it last several more minutes.

As Nariko distracted Dr. Elite from the front, Magpie snuck behind him, raising her gun at his head and squeezing the trigger several times. It was probably for the best that he went down quickly, so he wouldn't nullify the tactical advantage that Trickster had granted the NJI.

Not wanting to go near Onrush for fear of being caught up in Nariko's chi-blasts, Makquer'el decided to target the rather verbose Hammer Lass, who had been bullying Hans before he managed to launch her backwards. The fishing god honed in on her for the kill with his bone harpoon, roaring, "Children? Addicts? I am a GOD! And you—are—nothing, you dull creature!"

Edited by JumpingFruit on Jul 18th 2020 at 9:18:15 AM

I wear the skin of the Elder Things, having come unto my own.

The Great Obsidian Superpower Melee

Online...

• @Lonna Darling Are you seeing this? NJI is standing up against the Fash!
• @Fergus Bc Burgus Here I thought all the supers were pro-status quo lol
• @Wiggawaggawaah Check out Q Cult follower American Avenger getting absolutely wrecked by Ryan Brady!

---

Ryan Brady outright took a punch from American Avenger, just so he could get the guy in close enough to launch an explosive punch at the middle of the guy's mass. This burnt off his ornate Q emblem, sending him flying a dozen or two feet backward with nasty looking burn scars. Yes, this was not going well for him, maybe...this was a bad match up...

Just as Gun Girl got her arm pinned by Kloe, desperately trying to reach for one of her hand guns but then freezing when she realized she was being aimed at, and at such close distances. She stared back up at Kloe and realized this might be it. She shrank backwards, cringing, just in time for Hans to run in upon seeing this situation starting to play out.

"Aufhören! Stop!" Hans reached out with his vectors as he moved forward quickly, standing above the downed and defeated Gun Girl, forming a shield just in case - one that would just as well prevent Gun Girl from moving around so much. "Defeat her, refute her, but do not kill her. We're better than vigilante executions in the street. That's her and her people."

Meanwhile, even though Onrush's outfit was bulletproof, the chi part of the bullets still hit him and made the pudgy older man let out a scream of "Ogh! My back! Gaaah!" He fell to the floor and desperately started moving to try and get up again. On some level probably thinking that if this was what happened, he would've stayed on the radio shows full time instead.

While he was vulnerable it seemed American Avenger tried to step in for his teammate, standing in the way and letting the debris bounce off of his nigh invulnerable body, flying over from his bout with Ryan Brady. Which had seriously not been going well for the former Hollywood actor.

"Ohh, thank you, Dea—-American Avenger. I'll uh, give you a shout out on my show."

"Don't mention it, Onrush. Seriously, don't."

Nariko's kick actually completely broke Dr. Elite's arm, resulting in him gasping and then screaming, "GUUUUUUGWAAAAAAAAAAH!! Owing to his gear, he "just" took a few impacts rather than full on gunshots as his cape saved him from Magpie's shots, but even so the shock plus the tripping sensation and his broken arm caused him to fall over, his trinket sucking up the smoke falling out of his grip...

Meanwhile, Hammer Lass was peeling herself up out of the car wreckage and quickly had to deploy her hammer again against the weird deity's weapon of choice, the two weapons letting off sparks and jolts of energy from the clash. Hammer Lass sneered at him, "The...only true God...is Jesus Christ! And I am his worker upon this Earth!"

Edited by NickTheSwing on Jul 18th 2020 at 9:48:55 AM

Sign on for this After The End Fantasy RP.

Brute Force, punches her way in!

Brute looked over the chaos, pushed aside a flying car as it came at her and frowned. There was a whole lot of people fighting each other! She didn't know who was supposed to be the good guys- actually, she vaguely understood they both thought they were the good guys. But who was the goodest guys?

Her body was a blur and she grabbed one of the armed goons in the middle of all this, pulling him aside before one of the stray attacks splattered him. She ripped the gun out of his hands and pushed him aside, sending him flying into some trashcans.

Smacking her lips, she contemplated the scene in front of her.

"Maybe if I... fight everyone?"

Nariko - Obsidian City Brawl

Predictably, the arm broke, its owner screaming as he dropped the amulet.

Nariko snatched it out of the air, crushing it between her hands to keep Trickster's fog from dissipating any further. Then, seeing as Dr. Elite appeared to be down for the count, she immediately started moving again, back towards Onrush.

She reached him just after American Avenger appeared to block the telekinetic attack. Still invisible, Onrush would have no warning before there was suddenly the sensation of a large, clawed foot on his face, and a furry hand on the hilt of his sword.

"I'm just gonna borrow this." Nariko said, and then pulled the sword out of his hand while kicking off of his head. The force of the kick was easily enough to send a human flying at high speed.

Nariko landed, twirling the sword in her hand with expert skill as she picked her next target.

She'd noted that American Avenger was incredibly durable, shrugging off the telekinetic's barrage like nothing. Good. She thought, as she channeled chi into her stolen blade. That meant she didn't have to hold back against him.

She was on him in an instant, practically dancing around him as she delivered a series of rapid, chi-enhanced slashes from all sides.

What is so amusing about this? Why do you take lives? How can you forget?

Klöe Kinber – Obsidian City

“Fine,” Klöe snapped before sighing in a somewhat huffy manner, raising her weapon skywards before sending a disdainful look in Gun Lass's general direction. “Make sure that bitch is taken care of. Don't get too soft against scum like these.”

She spat against the floor before turning away, running to make sure she wouldn't get pinned down. She vaulted over a parked car and took cover behind it, taking the chance to check her ammo. A fair amount left. She'd have to be more conservative with her shots, however. Bullets didn't come cheap for her.

Hope those supers got this handled, she idly thought to herself, cocking back the slide on her gun before peeking out over the car in a cautious manner. I'll get squashed if I'm not careful. And I got s*** to do.

bork

Alexander - Obsidian City

Alexander curses as his barrage is blocked by somebody far more durable than was fair. For a moment he backpedals even while invisible, prepared to go on the defensive if the flyer decides to go looking for him, but the woman with the sword was there in a flash, and if she was engaging the man in close combat, that likely meant she was more durable than he was.

"Good. A distraction," he mutters and stalks towards where Onrush has likely fallen, taking advantage of his invisibility and his protection against projectiles to ignore flying debris and move through the battlefield mostly undetected. Out of the corner of his eye, he spotted a woman disarming one of the fascist thugs- was she on their side? Hard to tell.

Before he reaches Onrush, he decides to return the favor for Night-Tail, and seizes one of the least damaged cars and hurls it at American Avenger from behind. While he's uncertain how damaging it will actually be, his comrade appears to know what she's doing, and he hopes the distraction will give her an opening...

... Before he finally stops in front of Onrush, raising a hand and attempting to seize him by the throat with telekinetic energy, aiming to lift him into the air and crush his windpipe. All the man sees is a glimmer of purple as his power shines through his invisibility, as underneath the fog he's lit up like a purple beacon.

Wooze looks at Glass with a 'please take her away' look

Obsidian City, Trickster, Magpie, Makquer’el, Shelly

Trickster suddenly spotted Alexander choking Onrush with his telekinesis, and was so shocked that the invisibility illusion paused and flickered for a few moments before switching on again. But now, there was no unnerving sensation that tree roots were underfoot and that one was going to fall on the bumpy ground at any moment.

“Hey! Stop! He doesn’t have any powers!” they shouted with great alarm as they urgently tugged on the telekinetic’s arm. “You can—you can let go now!”

Meanwhile, Magpie darted bravely though the scene of the battle to cuff the downed Gun Lass and drag her to one side. Then, she noticed the rather muscular woman observing the battle. “Hey, uh, ma’am, it’s kinda dangerous here. I think you’d better back off a couple paces and take cover. They’re going at it really hard,” she said to Bri, trying to get her to safety.

Makquer’el moved one hand off of his harpoon while he struggled with Hammer Lass, moving to summon a net with a shower of water coming out of nowhere. He tried to throw the net over Hammer Lass—a fighter who did not favor a sharp weapon, and consequently could not eventually hack their way out of the constrictive net. The more she struggled, the more the net would bind her. “Jesus wants people to perish by drinking poisoned water and then be turned into Drowned Souls? I did not know that,” he said, feigning surprise. “When I last met him, he was a good man. You are clearly twisting his intentions.”

Edited by JumpingFruit on Jul 19th 2020 at 3:44:59 AM

I wear the skin of the Elder Things, having come unto my own.

Obsidian City Brawl

"Yeah, you're right," Brute Force put her finger to her lips. "Regular people can get hurt around here, especially if they're standing around pointing guns. I'll get those guys out of here, and I'll figure out which of you is the bad guys later!"

She bolted in a blur and she was upon a group of the thugs in less than a blank. She would yank their rifles out of their hands, ripping the straps the held them there and tossing the men over her shoulders. She stacked them three high over each in less than seconds, and deposited the lot in an alleyway dumpster.

It happened quickly.

In a moment of thought, she ran over, grabbed a small car and lifted its front, dragging it over and leaning it on the lid, trapping the men inside.

"There, keep you out of trouble!"