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 ECD: Part 1: Hunt for ECD-13-67 (Open)[MGEV]

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PostSubject: ECD: Part 1: Hunt for ECD-13-67 (Open)[MGEV]   Mon Feb 06, 2017 12:51 pm

Helicopters flew over the skies as ropes rolled down off them and people started to slide down them. Some landed on the roof while others waited till the helicopters were a bit lower and jumped down to the ground. the helicopters made several passes dropping off a large crowd of soldiers each time while more seemed to be on their way. 

The soldiers shout out guns slaughtering people while they grabbed random girls to look at their faces before tossing them aside to let them be shot and killed. They seemed to target younger females who were under 18 years of age and who hair brighter and lighter colored hair. 

"They picked a real **** city to come to..."

A man said with white hair with red streaks in it who wore a full black mask on his face with heavy duty metal armor over top of leather armor. 

The soldiers kept ruthlessly killing people looking for someone that they just couldn't seem to find while a girl with white hair and blue streaks in it that was in high tied pig tails. Her mask covered her entire face but was metal plated and patched up with scrap metal but had narrowed eyes for the eye holes and the design of sharp teeth in the shape of a wide smile that took up the bottom half of the mask. 

She wore a sleeveless dress with a poorly frilly bottom half that was very short, black tights under black high heeled boots all of which was metal plated along with her short fingerless black gloves. She leaned forward and rested her chin on the back of her hands that were crossed over top of themselves on the bottom of a handle of a fire fighters ax that was covered in old blood, black ducted tape and blue spray paint. a second one rested on her back firmly as she sighed. 

"Yeah but they are attracted to the violence like myself... and you darling~" The man shook his head. "Again that's creepy don't call me that you're just a kid..." The girl chuckled as they watched the mayhem. "And again... i'l going to keep doing it until you aren't creeped out anymore... cause when you aren't creeped out anymore that's when its not fun anymore~" 

The man sighed pinching the temple of his nose. "what ever..." he motioned outwards with his hand then to the men. "What are they looking for anyways and why as you so interested in them?" The girl swayed her hips back and forth as she hummed happily. "A girl like me... but not like me... Basically one that is a very big interest to them... And i'm interested in them for family reasons thank you very much now quite..... we can't focus when you're talking." 

The man looked to her then. "I can focus just fine..." She then looked to him with her eyes only as blue irises only could be seen from the eye holes of the mask her voice sounding distorted and not fully in existence then as she spoke. "She wasn't talking about you boy... now silence... the predator needs to stalk the prey before the feast..." 

The man froze before looking off muttering "I almost forgot about her... and god i hate it when she talks through you...." he girl giggled as her eyes faded to a very light  near white blue as she looked back to the slaughter..... and the girl who just fled into  a storage room of a store near by.

OOC: you may control the soldiers though look to the following thread for what they can do their gear and such though note you cant use them to talk about the reason why they are there to avoid conflictions in the story line here.

http://ttrpg.forumotion.com/t6325-ecd-team-13-plot-set-up-thread#98392

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PostSubject: Re: ECD: Part 1: Hunt for ECD-13-67 (Open)[MGEV]   Mon Feb 06, 2017 4:38 pm

ren heard the screaming and gunfire wilst out for a morning jog
"the hell is going on"
he quickly went back to his base and got his m16 before driving twords the location or were he thought it was making his way twords a park his synthetic blood ran cold
before him he saw about three troopers armed with marksman rifles and one on a nearby roof providing overwatch with a 50 caliber sniper rifle they were shooting inocents and by the sound of it they wernt the only ones here when one of them grabbed a girl who was no older than 13 rens body was consumed by rage
thinking quickly ren used m16 and dropped two of the grunts with a shot each earning the attention of the other two then he rushed in with his titan skin on and headbuttet the one holding the girl so he could quickly grab her from his grasp RUN!!!! he yelled before taking a sniper round to the back sending him face first into the concrete and his armor dropped
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PostSubject: Re: ECD: Part 1: Hunt for ECD-13-67 (Open)[MGEV]   Tue Feb 07, 2017 12:16 am

Jemmy was zoned out, eating a vanilla ice cream cone when the shooting started. She didn't know what was going on. All of the sudden, people were dying all around her. The rampant Chaos was actually quite invigorating to see. The world had been fairly dull recently. However, she couldn't help but think of what Rain would think of this. All those innocent people being killed for no reason would make Rain very sad. And that meant that Jemmy hated it.

Plus, the people doing the shooting were clearly part of some organization of some kind. When you looked at it that way, these agents of Order were brutally murdering the crowd, removing their potential for Chaos.

Jemmy wasn't sure why she was doing so much thinking when bullets were flying wild, but she snapped back into reality when a soldier grabbed her. He studied her face for a moment, as if trying to figure out who she was. Jemmy was more surprised than anything, so she didn't really react.

A moment later, a grey skinned man came running in and head-butted the soldier holding Jemmy, pulling her free. The little girl dropped to her feet, and the grey guy yelled at her to run. Before she could obey, he was shot in the back. The impact sent him flying into a wall.

Some closeby soldiers fired at the grey guy again, but their bullets dropped to the ground harmlessly as Jemmy used herself to shield the stranger. The bullets bounced off of her invisible protection shield as Jemmy hovered in the air in front of Ren. Jemmy smiled, glad she had helped. This kind man had been trying to help her, and that was a very nice thing to do. The least the Lord of Chaos could do for him was to protect him, too.

"What fools dare to attack the Lord of Chaos? Embrace the Void, and cease to be." Jemmy waved her hand in a wide arc. The five soldiers closest to her cried out in pain as black lightning crackled over their bodies. Inch by inch, they were being destroyed. Their armor, skin, and bone turned to flakes of ash before fading away entirely. A few seconds later, the five soldiers no longer existed at all.

Of course, there were tons of other soldiers running around. The fighting was far from over, but the immediate threat had been dealt with. Jemmy turned around and held out a hand to help Ren stand up. "Hi there. I'm Jemmy. We should be friends."

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PostSubject: Re: ECD: Part 1: Hunt for ECD-13-67 (Open)[MGEV]   Tue Feb 07, 2017 4:38 am

The sound of gunshots roused him from his slumber. The sound of the helicopter blades cutting through the air pulled him out of bed. The ruckus on the street caused him to get dressed. Leather jacket with leather boots, ah the classics. Peering out the window a young boy looked out to see what was going on. His found himself to be pleasantly surprised to see armored men running around, though from his bird's eye view they seemed to be looking for something. Of what he didn't know nor did he really care. His only concern at the moment was getting a closer look. The boy took out his phone and began to press a few keys before making his way out of his apartment.

"Hey Victor, know anything about some military force muscling in on Duvali turf?"
"What?"
"So no. I'm taking a closer look."
"I'd advise against that you know that Jar-"
"Remember who I am and remind me why I should care."
".... Just don't come back in a body bag."
"Aww so you care... that's so swe- *click* he hung up on me."

Putting away his phone, the redhead boy opened his door. The beautiful sight of carnage graced his eyes. The familiar smell of bullets and blood filled the air around him. He stretched as he took in these two wonderful senses. That was until he realized he was currently surrounded by a couple of soldiers. Looking around a bemused smile would appear on the boy's face.

"So much for stealth."
he sighed.

The first soldier shot without hesitation. The bullet flew at the boy only to hit something and ricochet. At first the solider looked confused as he stared at the boy he noticed a reddish energy emanating from the boy. Though confused he quickly recovered and continued to smile. Same thing continued to happen. Then slowly but surely the others began to join in on the attack. The boy just continued to smile while staring at them with his golden eyes. As they fired they began to move closer and closer to the boy. As they got closer they notice something flash by his hands.

"These humans take me too lightly."  

Blood flew from the necks of the soldiers. Standing above them was the red haired boy with five blood covered knives floating right over each of the soldier's necks. Pulling multiple vials from his pocket he proceeded to collect blood through his telekinesis. Kalen Dragnov was a scientist, and a scientist could always use more samples. Kalen reasoned that for someone to have the guts to pull this kind of crap off in the Duvali turf, then they must have some special humans in their ranks. Even if the test did say that they were normal humans, fresh blood from a recent kill was always better than the ones the Duvali donated.
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PostSubject: Re: ECD: Part 1: Hunt for ECD-13-67 (Open)[MGEV]   Tue Feb 07, 2017 4:47 am

Death

The tattoos shivered as it curled the young teen body. Bogan Genesis took a sharp intake of air as he pressed his hand to the wall of the book store for support. The sound of the book drooping to the floor he was previously reading could be heard as his hand went numb. His eyes were clench shut as he attempted to push down the dark sensation in the pit of his chest. Few tears went down his cheeks as he try to deny the sensation, refusing what it's telling him and the reality of it all.  

Sharp screams filled the room, startling Bogan as his eyes snapped down the aisle toward the entryway. Bloodied civilians with some carrying bodies barged into the store as if fleeing from something terrible. Their terror fell on Bogan like a bag of bricks, forcing the truth of reality onto him. Reality is the finest flesh, oh bearer mine. And are you not…hungry? His markings flowed freely, swirling around his body in glee. Bogan began to feel hot and he felt a tang of copper fill his mouth and nose. A shudder went through his body and his nonexistent veins felt like they were burning. Bloodlust filled his mind and all he thought was charging out there and send everything back to oblivion. But a stroke of light tugged at him from the back of his mind, reeling in his raging anger and desire for destruction. With another intake of air he steadied himself and ran down the aisle to the wounded crowd. "Everyone stay inside! I'll guard the store!" Bogan rushed past them ignoring their cries for him to stop going out there but he pressed on outside, determined to fight. The moment he step outside however he wished he stayed in the bookstore.

Blood covered the streets all around him and carcass dot the dull sidewalks. Their limbs splayed uselessly around them, faces morphed into an permanent expression of terror, and their glassy eyes held dull sadness. A sensation of motion sickness came over him as he took in the sight of dead bodies strewn everywhere.

"Why..why..W̩̣͈̲͇̖̤̋͌ͥH̯̖̖̼͎͓̔̐̉̾̅̉͆́Y̲̹̆͐͗̂!̮̹̖̗̯̰̋͋?̢̻͖͙̫̈"

A red outline shone around his upper body, his plain shirt chewed to nothingness. Revealing his bare chest to the world and his markings that now cover his entire body. Void energy coiled around his arms as he looked around in a frenzy. The sound of gunshots drew his attention down the street to the sight of unknown soldiers laying waste on innocent life. Nearby he could see two people engaged with combat with the soldiers. The mental stroke of light gave another tug to pull back his instincts, letting his desire to protect to shine through. Taking in a deep breath to calm himself his first thoughts were to get the fighters to safety despite showing him they were capable from how the grey skin man reflect the bullets and the young girl reducing the soldiers to nothingness, however he does not want to see them hurt so he needs to come up with a plan to draw attention.

The terrified chatter from the bookstore made him remember the book he was reading and it gave him an idea. Widening his his stance and lifting his arms up he gave a loud chant. "E'a'xshung Asia'nt Su Nushung!" Energy darker than the void erupted like a geyser where he stood, so dark that light could not escape it. He felt his body become encase in the fluid-like black energy and flowed upwards with the flow. With concentration he coiled and still lengthen construct, morphing it into the shape he picture in his mind. The rushing stream halted it's progress as it reached sixty yards in height. It's lower section separated into three crooked legs and two, long arms came out from it's sides. Bogan looked down to the streets from the inside of the construct, above the shoulders. Looking around he deemed his construct as a success as he rarely create them this high, or slim for that matter as he had to take the size of the streets in mind as they are only roughly 12 yards wide. Thankfully Nyarlathotep is known to be slim so it was the perfect choice for the situation. Looking down the street he could see a large squad of soldiers running towards the duo who most likely saw the girl reducing their men to nothingness.

Clenching his fist he will his construct to began moving forward which appeared unnatural due to it's jelly like state. With another chant the tip of his construct head-tail whipped foward, unleashing a concussion beam of black energy towards the squad who just now acknowledge a slim like being skittering down the street and the beam of black energy shooting towards them before it hit them with enough force to knock out a regular human beam, sending the entire squad into the air from the blast and landing with a thud, most were instantly blacked out but those who were trying to get to there feet tried to bring their guns up. Sadly they were too late, the void like abomination was already atop of them. Up in the construct Bogan gave another chant, bringing his construct hand above the standing soldiers. It's palm gave a ripple and multiple black shafts erupted from it's palm and slammed into the soldiers helmet. Causing their head to snap back and sending them in unconsciousness.

With the soldiers defeat Bogan willed his construct to move directly over the duo and left it standing. Adjusting the thickness around him he flowed downwards and pop out of the bottom. Bogan landed somewhat hard near the duo and cautiously came up to them. Despite the situation he gave an friendly smile, "Hey there guys I'm here to help, I plan to draw their attention with my construct here and try to give the civilians time to evacuate."
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PostSubject: Re: ECD: Part 1: Hunt for ECD-13-67 (Open)[MGEV]   Wed Feb 08, 2017 4:24 pm

Mayhem and madness erupted in the previously calm streets of Jump. Some would argue previously peaceful, but one building in particular would prove them wrong. As the slaughter began in the streets, the sole remaining occupant of this particular building tilted his head to one side, his armor shivering across his body. This was quite the development. Had they detected him? They usually moved so much more quietly, but he'd grown more bold lately. Perhaps this was their way of stepping up their game. Eyes narrowed as a grin widened. Just when he'd been wanting a challenge.

He made a swift search of the area visible from the penthouse office he was currently in. Surrounded. The way he'd snuck in was cut off. They knew he was attacking them, slowing their efforts and draining their resources, but they still didn't know it was he who was doing so. All of their records stated that he was dead. He needed to keep it that way. He studied the flow of battle. They were looking for someone. Looking for him? He couldn't let that happen. It would be inevitable that this building would be searched. He had to escape without being seen. He formulated a plan and faded silently into the shadows.



Alarm klaxons made Lucas jump, banging his head on the framing of what he'd been working on. He muttered a string of curses as he pushed himself away from his work, rolling smoothly on the flat board designed specifically for the undercarriage work he'd been performing. He sat up and looked up at the display. His eyes widened. He pulled himself up and spun a couple of dials on his scanner, jaw opening slightly in shock at what was being shouted over the police channels. Someone had declared war on Jump. The idea completely blew his mind. Sure, Jump had more than its fair share of psychopaths and villains, but none of them had done something like this before. Soldiers were slaughtering people in the streets!

He didn't bother cleaning the grease, oil, and sweat from his body nor did he bother with his wheelchair. He likely made an amusing sight pushing himself along the ground on his little board, but the thought never even crossed his mind. He was in his suit in record time. Riot was on the way.


A small fire team of troopers kicked in a door. They numbered five in total, four basic soldiers led by a more heavily armored trooper. They fanned out, immediately suspicious of what greeted them. The building was owned by a very secretive and wealthy company, one that provided, among many other things, weapons research for the government under several lucrative military contracts. As such, it was no surprise that the door had needed to be forced in - a heavy boot preceded by several gunshots to the hinges accomplished just that. However what was extremely surprising was the complete lack of people. Or power.

The only light came through the lavish blinds on the windows, and there was not a soul in sight, despite the fact that this should have been a bustling reception area. They spread out, each searching a different area, but careful to keep in sight of at least one member of the fire team at all times. Of course, it was impossible to do both perfectly, and there were moments where individual troopers weren't being observed by their comrades. It was in these moments that a specter in the darkness struck, practically invisible to the naked eye, and just as hard to see even over thermal vision.

He bided his time, carefully working his way from one corner to the next as he slipped between his adversaries like smoke. The predator in the dark took his time: watching each one intently, learning their movements, how they worked together, how they talked. How they walked. How they held themselves. For his plan to work, he had to be careful. A trooper entered a room, careful not to do so completely. He initially just poked his head and gun in to scan the room and move on, but something made him freeze. A heel was sticking out from behind a desk. Someone was alive? Hiding very poorly. He moved forward carefully and snapped around the desk, his rifle scanning for a target. What he found was a corpse, sliced apart with surgical precision, one of the arms bent in the complete opposite direction it was supposed to.

He turned and put a finger to the headset at his ear to tell his squad he'd confirmed that someone was already here. But no words came out. His eyes scanned the reception area, and they widened at what they saw - only the armored trooper searched the area, apparently oblivious to the missing three troopers.

The trooper opened his mouth to shout a warning, but again, nothing came out. He suddenly became aware of just how hot and wet his shirt felt under his vest. His vision began to darken as he struggled to comprehend what happened while it rapidly became harder to think. He reached up to grab at the front of his collar, where the sickening hot moisture was the greatest. Even before he pulled his hand away and saw the bright red covering his glove, a part of him knew. Their fire team wasn't missing three members. It was missing four.


Riot soared through the sky on wings of fire. His jaw was clenched tight as he endured the hefty g-forces of his faster speeds. He had to get there. Those people were dying, and the body count was rising by the second. Every moment he wasted in transit, more lives were snuffed out. He saw that he was not the only one who had come to the defense of the city. Good. This was far beyond what he could handle alone. He opened communications over both the police radio channels and over the hero network.

This is the vigilante known as Riot. I have arrived on scene at the disturbance. Requesting any and all support.” As he finished speaking he dropped, cutting most of the power to his thrusters. He smashed to the ground, his massive regal gold and blue frame the very image of retributive justice. He landed on the leg of a trooper who'd been chasing a girl down the street, pulverizing the bone and rendering the trooper a non-combatant through sheer pain. In the same motion that he rose, his shield rotated into place and he used it to backhand a second trooper who'd been right behind the first, shattering his collarbone and sending him hurling into the opposite sidewalk, unconscious but alive. Riot would not kill if he could help it, but in drastic circumstances, he would maim.

ALL CIVILIANS VACATE THE AREA” His mechanical voice boomed across the warzone, even over the screams and gunfire. “THE SITUATION WILL BE UNDER CONTROL SHORTLY.” He purposefully portrayed confidence and calm, almost robotic in his delivery. This was both to provide an emotional bulwark for the terrified civilians and to draw as much attention to himself as possible. He was bulletproof, most people couldn't say the same.


The fight, if it could even be called that, was over before it began. The first the armored trooper knew of the danger, he was looking down his own back as his body slumped to the ground. A shadowy figure dressed in black was already working to disassemble his armor as his vision faded away to nothing.

He worked quickly. It would only be a matter of time before they noticed the lack of communication from this squad. He quickly cut apart the armor along the seams, forming a set not unlike his own, where it acted as a shell he held against himself that could be dispelled with a thought. Unless someone looked very closely, his surgical cuts would be almost invisible. His eyes narrowed as he removed his own armor - it would be too much to fit easily under his new disguise. He left the helmet intact, and donned it last after carefully wrapping his armor up in an equipment pack and putting it on his back.

He picked up the guns the trooper had been wielding and, after listening to the radio chatter for a moment, opened fire, spraying at imaginary enemies for a brief moment before backing out of the building as if making a quick retreat. He took cover at the door and fired in as if fighting a fierce enemy. Several other troopers noticed and rushed to help their “comrade,” and soon half a dozen real troopers were wholeheartedly fighting an enemy that didn't exist. Once the surrounding troopers were too focused on eradicating the furniture and floor inside the building, the man disguised as an armored trooper slipped away unnoticed and began making his way to the edge of the battle. It would take him some time however, given the limitations of his borrowed armor and the scope of the battle.

To anyone observing, he nearly perfectly mimicked the stride of the armored troopers, and any difference would be difficult to spot unless they were looking for it. The only difference between him and the other troopers were the bladed elbows of his stowed armor sticking out of the top of his backpack like curved metal antennas. It wasn't a difference that stood out in the chaos of battle, but it could raise the eyebrow of someone observant and not otherwise preoccupied.

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PostSubject: Re: ECD: Part 1: Hunt for ECD-13-67 (Open)[MGEV]   Fri Feb 10, 2017 2:29 am

”AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!” The girl pointed at the area Jemmy was in and spoke a smile could be heard with her voice as she did so. ”They got messed up by lord of chaos! I love those guys!” The man sighed annoyed. ”I could never guess why that would be… but how did you know she was one?” She then pointed to her mask. ”For this exact reason I hooked up a device to send me their orders and stuff they pick up with their mics an done just picked up the girl declaring she was one.”

She said happily before lowering her hand and looked over to see a guy slaughtering and collecting blood from a crowd of them and bounced laughing gleefully. ”And the carnage raises with a new player on the battle field spreading blood across the streets and faces of all who are around wot witness the gleefully gory sight!” The man gently grabbed her shoulder and pulled her into a hug.

”Careful kid… you’re slipping on me… we can’t have you slaughtering anyone just yet… especially if you don’t want her finding you… and seeing you kill again…” The girl calmed and nodded gently pushing off of him as she rested her ax on her shoulder with one hand resting on the handle. ”Right thanks… I think without you here i’d totally lose it.” the man scoffed shaking his head. ”Think? We both know you would.” They looked back to the action as the girl walked over and rested her foot on the edge curb of the roof.

” Of course once again you only get snarky and become fun when you are trashing on me.” She said shaking her head. He then pointed out the guy coming out of the comic book store then and held a taunting tone as he spoke. ”Hey look… he likes blood too” She glanced to him… he was totally smirking right now she could just feel it… so she flipped him off and returned her attention to the battle. The man narrowed his eyes a bit spotting a hiding girl.

”That’s not…- could it?” He looked over to the girl who just giggled. ”From my research…. They found it about a year ago… then lost her during that fire that erupted when we were stealing back that dna they took from our people's medical locations… so this… definitely helps confirms our thoughts on what they were probably planning to do.” She said her grin being easily heard through her tone. Before she paused and stood up straight holding the side of her mask that covered her ear.

”What’s up?” The girl's tone got serious then. ”There's feedback going through on the Ao feed…. Someone is linked into the communication line my sister is on…. She must have needed a way to contact someone in the local area….” The man pointed up at the metal man flying in and the girl looked up to see him silently. ”That's probably him doing it since hes the only newbie to join from what i'm seeing… can you patch through to hear what hes saying?” She shook her head lowering her hand.

”No…. Jenny secured to too thoroughly for me to just pop into and listen so quickly on the fly here… That… and I can't try and patch into him directly cause he's offline… I can only read his feedback cause i'm linked into the one that Jenny linked it partly to.” She sighed as she saw him land and attached her axe to her holder. ”You’re going to go talk to him aren’t you…?”

She nodded ”i have to… if he’s calling Jenny for backup I need to make sure he tells her not to come… and you know exactly why she can’t…” She climbed up on the ledge as he sighed. ”What if you snap….?” She looked back to him a grinning tone in her voice. ”That’s why you’re here… duh.” The girl leapt down from the roof onto a lower one and rolled as she did so and whipped around leaping off the roof to another and ran across it to the metal man.

She then leapt off that roof and landed on riots back her feet planted on it while she hold his shoulder with her free hand and spoke in a voice to him that matched Jenny’s exactly. ”Hey tin man I’m not hostile… to you… but if you just called a girl that can hit people super hard with blue blasts from her fists… I think you should tell her to stay back… it won’t end well if she comes over here on her end….”

She climbed onto his shoulders and front flipped off them and drop kicked a trooper down to the ground and looked up at him. ”Hi I’m currently Ao Gin'yūshijin… That's Blue Bard to all you ‘Mericans here.” She said with her verbal grin again.

Over the radios everything was seeming to be delayed and only be putting out the current groups information and the most important information from all the groups. “The girl is not in the streets.” “The girl is not in the local office buildings.” Mean shared before a very clear woman's voice cut off the next report her words clearly more important than the others.

“Move onto the stores, look in the vents, storage areas, everywhere. She is smart and small… She would likely be hiding there since it’s where she was trained to go….” The disguised man would notice a large amount of troopers now filing into buildings to search for the girl wile others were running to fight off the defenders and fighters that recently showed up.

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PostSubject: Re: ECD: Part 1: Hunt for ECD-13-67 (Open)[MGEV]   Fri Feb 10, 2017 2:47 am

Ren accepted the girls hand " thanks I'd be scrap metal if you weren't powered
Ren then thanked the guy in raggs before stating "there moving on the storefronts we need to help those people"
Ren sacured his rifle before moving onto a rooftop " I'll cover you and anyone else from up here" then he looks over to the girl with a soft but sad look " be carful " getting into a prone position he begins picking off troops who are oblivious to his existence it was only a matter of time before he was noticed though
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PostSubject: Re: ECD: Part 1: Hunt for ECD-13-67 (Open)[MGEV]   Tue Feb 14, 2017 3:58 am

"You're very welcome," Jemmy said to the nice, gray man.

My my, this was certainly getting more interesting. Super powered people were popping out of nowhere to help fight the bad guys. Some dude made a giant body for himself made out of hardened darkness.

Cool.

There was no unified plan of attack between the heroes, and that was perfectly fine with Jemmy. Everybody was good at what they did, and they knew where they could do the most good. Ren told Jemmy to be careful, but she wasn't concerned with her own safety. It was, of course, a kind thing to say, but Jemmy was wondering how she could help the most people. There were already a few people who were fighting the bad guys, but nobody was actively defending the innocent victims.

Jemmy closed her eyes and sat down, floating 10 feet in the air. She held her arms out wide. This was going to take some effort.

Black, crackling energy appeared in numerous places around the city block. The energy formed into large, black walls that spread over doors, windows, and walls, surrounding the people who had sought safety inside buildings. At first, the crowds were alarmed by this unknown field that was surrounding them, but soon their screams stopped. The black walls were absorbing bullets, letting nothing get inside the buildings. One soldier even tried jumping through the black field, and suddenly found himself in the middle of the Pacific Ocean.

Jemmy had created portals surrounding all of the buildings getting attacked, keeping all the bad guys out and the good people in. The people were safe inside Jemmy's little black boxes. Of course, there were a few buildings that the bad guys had already gotten into. Jemmy left those alone. The other heroes would need to help those people. And there were still a few people fleeing in the streets. Jemmy couldn't do much to help them. Well, maybe. She used her portals to make barriers over a few streets, blocking off the bad guy's ability to pursue or shoot them.

Sweat dripped down Jemmy's face. This was taking a lot of effort. Some soldiers were trying to shoot at her, but their bullets were just bouncing off of her shield. As long as nobody strong came along, she should be able to keep this up for a few minutes.

"Now kill them," Jemmy told Ren, her eyes still closed. "Kill all these jerks."

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PostSubject: Re: ECD: Part 1: Hunt for ECD-13-67 (Open)[MGEV]   Sat Feb 18, 2017 8:43 pm

Slipping the vials of blood into his pocket, he noticed the commotion beginning to form. People trying to evacuate the civilians, soldiers still shooting at whomever they can. Then the freaks appeared. Kalen's watched still standing over the dead soldiers. One seemed to be able to create constructs, another seemed to be a metal man... ok make that two metal men. Finally there was a Lord of Chaos... wait.


"Why are one of those on this hunk of rock?" Kalen wondered.

The Zydon didn't really have much time to contemplate this questions. Portals began to open around the buildings. Covering them and keeping the soldiers from entering. Now this would have been fine and dandy... but there was one problem... Not only was Kalen not in any of these buildings, his building was one of the few without the portal.

Realizing this he looked over, There he spotted a few of the enemies. It only took a moment for them to notice his presence and the fact he hadn't ran away yet. Without hesitation they fired at him. Shocked at their quick reaction all Kalen could do was dodge the first volley. A loud clank could be heard as the bullets grazed Kalen's metal arm. Once he hit the deck Kalen grabbed the one of the bodies. Using it as a makeshift shield, he ran towards the nearest cover which happened to be the edge of the building.

Fumbling through the corpse's body looking for a gun he noticed the soldier's name tag.

Officer Swiss...

"How cheesy."

Pulling off one of the guns from the shield formerly known as Officer Swiss. Kalen began to open fire onto his attackers. It wasn't long until he was dropping them left and right. Though due to the amount that took notice, Kalen wasn't sure how long he was gonna hold out. The amount of men around him far outnumbered the bullets left in Swiss gun at the moment. Probably until the gun ran out of bullets.
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PostSubject: Re: ECD: Part 1: Hunt for ECD-13-67 (Open)[MGEV]   Sun Feb 19, 2017 3:18 am

The markings quiver in pleasure as the battle rage on throughout the streets The ten in rags use a chant to renter his construct below, it's gel-like substance drift his body upwards so that he may get a better viewpoint. Back in his former location the construct started to become animated and Bogan look around. From seeing the young girl under fire to troops entering building not blocked, he knew this was going to get rough. First thing first he needs to get the heat off his allies. "You͜ ͜ẃill d̷r͢ea̛m͡ o͡f̛ te̡e҉th a͢nd n̛othi̶ng ͏e̵l͢se.҉" Bogan stated to no one, his voice giving a slight echo. The dark form around his body begin to churn as he draw energy from the abyss. The construct form shifted with a chant, it's arms bulge as they split into thin tendrils by the dozens. Bogan construct gave a lurch forward, it's hundred arms flowing in the air. Clenching his fist and taking a breath to calm his senses Bogan gave a chant.

1̺̣̝0̤͈̻̼̣̹̍̽̈́̚.̣̲̬̟͇̗̦̿̋̾.̧͓͇͍͎̺ͭͥ.͙̤̱͈̉́9̖̫͓̝̱̟͊́.̨̼̱̘͉̆̍̊ͥ.̳̗̼͔̇.̻̬̖̱̥̾͒̍ͧ̿̽̀

Darkness spew forth from the construct like high pressurized gas. Filling in the streets like a great flood as it cast every street in 120 yards in pure darkness. Those beyond would simply see a large black blob squeezed in between the buildings. With the smokescreen in place he charged with unbidden abandon, the smokescreen moving along with him. The arms whip around him like ribbons in a wind storm. Some crackled with black energy and flung blobs of volatile black energy to those he can not reach.

8ͩ̃ͬ̽̂͒.͔̹͓̇̚.̝̹̼̭̹ͣͤͯ̌ͪ̕.̋̿̚7̦͙͇̰̯̩ͩ.̙̱̠̮̓ͬ̃̌.̤̫̬ͨ͊.͕̞̖̭̃̋͢

The construct continue it's charge, sweeping away groups of soldiers like ragdolls and sending some flying from the explosions of his blobs. Still chanting he continue to lash at the solider below, making the pavement and sidewalk to crumble from the blows. As Bogan continue to mow down the soldiers due to his height and the small difference in detail he fail to recognize his friendly fire when one of his arms lob multiple spheres of dark energy towards the group of soldiers that the Knight was in.

6ͤ͐ͧͭ̓́͛.̵̱̑̂͆.̺̬͐.͈͑̀̒5̀͋̅͑͢.͉̫͐.̳̤̜͙̓̑.̼͕͓̺̃ͨͩ̅ͣ̇

Nearing the area that the Zydon was in Bogan continue to mow down the soldiers quickly under a dozen lashes and spheres of dark energy. Thankfully Bogan was able to spot the other fighter on the field and went to help lay of the pressure. Mutiple arms curve backwards and pointed at the area around the Zydon and unleash multiple black stream that swept across the group, creating many fissures in the street in the process.


4̷͉͉̃ͩͬ̓̋͑̂.͓̭͈͔̋̄̓̑͂̆͢.̓͒ͪͧͬ̋̈́.̦͙̬̍ͩ͜3͉̯̲̎̓͐̆ͨͧ.̒҉͇̠̭͈̜̜̙.̬͍͎͠.̋ͫ̔̃҉̣̫


As Bogan enter the area of the stores he knew he was going to have issues as he does not wish to rip the sides of the building off in an attempt to get to the soldiers. So his chanting stop and with a deep breath the darkness evaporated to let the light back onto the streets. Glancing over his shoulder he could feel that his sister would give him a earful for his damage to the street. Bogan gaze over the storefront that were unprotected and ran towards the store that seemed to have the most soldiers inside.
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PostSubject: Re: ECD: Part 1: Hunt for ECD-13-67 (Open)[MGEV]   Wed Feb 22, 2017 4:17 pm

As Riot fought,  single thought pushed through his mind: Who was behind this? These soldiers were far too organized to be acting on their own, even as a single group. Anyone willing to start a fight on this scale had serious resources and serious guts. No matter how much he or anyone else put into stopping this organization, more would come. The scale of this fight alone proved that. The only way to stop this was to find those in charge. A chill ran down Riot's spine as a pair of boots thudded into his back, catching him off guard.

His escape loomed just ahead. If he could just get to the building in front of him, he would be able to pry himself from the group he'd found himself in and make his escape. His racing mind had already come up with a plan: One of the troopers was carrying a set of grenades. He'd enter and call for the squad to fan out then follow that trooper and kill him once they were out of sight. Then he'd use the grenades to collapse the hallway behind him, sealing him off from the fighting in the streets. Next he'd kill everyone who'd seen him, civilian and trooper alike, dress one of the civilians in his stolen armor, and arrange things to look as though the civilians took advantage of the momentary confusion following the explosion to mount a defense, killing a couple of troopers to take their guns, but unfortunately nobody survived the following firefight. In the aftermath of this colossal mess it was very unlikely that anyone would bother delving any deeper than the way things seemed at a glance, and even if they looked closer he would be long gone. It was a good plan, but he never made it to the building.

Riot's initial instinct was to fire his thrusters and slam his back into the nearest wall. But then she spoke. For a fraction of a second, he thought that Blue Blast was already there and had merely jumped onto him for a good vantage point and to better formulate a plan. But that thought vanished almost instantly as he heard what the girl was saying. Immidiately, alarm bells began to ring in Riot's mind, warning him of something his conscious mind had yet to register. Deja vu washed over his thoughts like a wave, threatening to drown out his reason. He hadn't met this girl before, but he knew her. Or rather, he knew of her. His frequent travels as a civilian meant that he was more privy to events and individuals around the world than others tended to be. When Blue Blast had first joined the fight with him against some sort of mad scientist, he'd obsessively tracked every lead he could on the villian. But when they all ran cold, his thoughts had turned to the heroine. Something about her had been familiar, so he gave in to his burning curiosity and started to research her as well. What he'd found surprised him.

She'd had a former team, much like the Titans of the US, and there were three members. At least until one of them dissapeared. Digging deeper, there had been a massacre around the same time. At first Riot had thought his leads had run cold, but then he noticed a picture of two girls he'd previously thought unimportant. The wounds on their faces were deliberate - done with forethought rather than simply being the result of a nearly fatal attack. One seemed to nag him in a way he couldn't put his finger on until it hit him days later - He'd seen the lower half of Blue Blast's face for a fleeting moment as her mask closed and he was roused from unconsciousness. She'd had scars that perfectly matched the wounds on one of the girls. He'd laughed at the time. She had seen his face and he'd asked her not to look into who he was. But his curiosity for the hero Blue Blast and who she'd fought with had led him to accidentally discover who she was. The irony was too great for him to resist laughing.

Out of respect for Blue, he hadn't looked into her any more, however he'd already seen the name of the other girl who had been rescued, along with what she looked like as the picture had featured both of them. The girl who lept off of his back and landed before him now was about the same height and build, and had the same hairstyle. The mask that greeted him was almost identical to the one worn by one of Blue Blast's former teammates. Riot ready knew what she was going to say when she introduced herself. It would seem Blue's sister had fallen from grace. Though she seemed to have at least a little humanity left in her considering she was trying to keep her sister out of harm's way. She was here to talk so he did not attack, instead standing up straight and looking down to meet her gaze as he towered over her. "ADDISON."


So much for his plan. A massive wall of... something had enveloped the building. It seemed as though nothing could pass through whatever this was. The only trooper stupid enough to try vanished without a trace. He ground his teeth, already working on a new plan. Then he heard what was being said on the radio installed in his stolen helmet. Her? They were looking for a her? They didn't make mistakes like that. Which meant that these people weren't them. A snnnrrrk escaped his helmet as he fought to contain the laughter bubbling up from within. All this time, and they weren't even looking for him! They weren't even them! He couldn't stop it, and he gripped his sides as the laughter spilled out. He dropped to his knees, shaking with uncontrollable laughter. He recovered shortly, gasping for breath between small dregs of chuckling giggles that remained. As he pushed himself to his feet, he became keenly aware of the troopers around him. They were all staring at him. It seemed his cover was blown. Or perhaps not.

He saw he attack coming through the sheer luck of facing in the right direction as he'd stood. He dropped back to the ground as spheres of dark energy slammed into the cluster of troopers, shredding them to pieces. He opted to remain where he was for the moment - better to let everyone around him think he was dead to buy time to formulate a plan. Plus from the look of the troopers, he had his doubts that even he would survive an attack like that, and right now whatever had launched IT probably thought he was gone. He took the opportunity to survey the battlefield and gain information, having landed so that he was facing the street where most of the action was taking place. It wouldn't do to have someone notice a dead man moving, so he'd made sure to land so that he could see a lot of what was going on with out having to move his head.


Something had covered the buildings around them, and it seemed a giant monster made of some sort of energy was rampaging in the streets. Riot's scientific mind wanted nothing more than to obsess over these - what were they made out of? Who had conjured them? Was it the same person? But right now none of that mattered. He needed to focus on the big picture here. And she was standing right in front of him. "WHAT IS THE MEANING OF ALL THIS?" He gestured to the chaos around him with a sweep of his arm, careful to keep his shield arm at the ready. "I DO ASSUME THAT YOU ARE AMONG THOSE IN CHARGE. AM I CORRECT?"

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PostSubject: Re: ECD: Part 1: Hunt for ECD-13-67 (Open)[MGEV]   Wed Feb 22, 2017 11:30 pm

((OOC: From this point on all posts will be required to be made within 4 days of the previous post before they will be skipped. This is to keep things moving at a good pace.

The man that was left on the roof eyed the gray man get on the roof and the little chaos lord killing soldiers all around her. ”..... How do you always manage to pick the trip that has the most chaotic people fighting in it….?” He thought out loud eyeing the scene seeing a man running to cover…. He… he could sense evil….. The greatest of all evils…… that man there…..

Made….. A pun….. Okay he couldn't really sense exactly what it was but he could feel his eyebrow twitching which normally happened when people made puns around him, no doubt it was the other being inside him that could sense it and feel irritated about it. Addison looked over seeing one of the creatures the tattooed man made and chuckled ”Whell than…. This oughta be fun” She heard Riot then identify her by her real name and slowly looked over to him.

”Well… somebody knows things he shouldn’t now doesn’t he….? Question is… Did Jenny tell you or did you just found out without her knowing….?” She tilted her head to one side at his question as a glowing blue ring of her eyes showed in the dark eye sockets of her mask as she spoke in a low toned pitch and a mature voice. ”It would appear that he thinks were the leader of these people…..”

The eyes faded as she started to laugh a bit her voice returning to normal. ”Yeah! I sorta noticed that….” She moved her head back to normal then ”I’m a very important in the group I’m in yes… But my group is on its own side… not the side of these people….” The soldier raced over to a corner where a girl was trying to climb into an air shaft and the men grabbed her by her red tail and yanked her down as she screamed out.

”These soldiers work for one of the many secret groups running around the world… They are trying to get back one of their cloned creations to finish making her into a weapon…. Lucky for the rest of us the ****ed up her genetic coding and she’s nowhere near as strong as her original self that killed an army of 1000 men who all had abilities and did so without gaining a single injury… I’m here to retrieve her…. Her people learned of her existence recently and want their queen back….. They want her to come back home…”

The men started to restrain her with cuffs and chains as she shout fire from her mouth and struggled but failed to escape as they started to drag her out of the building as one soldier chained her tail to her torso. ”Im here in front of you to make sure this massacre doesn’t turn into one that no one steps away from…. Call. Jenny. Off…” She looked over to see Miley and motioned over to her.

”Looks like they found the queen….” One trooper then called over the communicator that they all held “The subject has been obtained “ then the woman's voice called back “all troops to the girl, ensure that she does not escape and that no one tries to free her.” The troops looked up as the tattooed man neared them then and aimed their guns at him as every trooper then would immediately stop what they were doing and rushed over to the group as several helicopters began to land near the area.

”Now if you’ll excuse me… I have to hitch a ride before they get her on a helicopter…” If he didn’t stop her she would run off towards the helicopters after the man with the full face mask jumped down from a building and landed right next to her. He bowed to riot then ”Good meeting you.” He said before running off after her.

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PostSubject: Re: ECD: Part 1: Hunt for ECD-13-67 (Open)[MGEV]   Thu Feb 23, 2017 1:57 am

ren followed jemmy's commands to the letter every soldier he funneled into his sights was immediately dropped by his bullets one two three more died by his hands four five six he felt his blood the blood of what he was engineered to be coursing threw him seven eight nine more dead that were aiming at their golem friend with tattoos he then saw a girl being dragged out in handcuffs by a few soldiers

using his wired reflexes he bounced 1 bullet off of the surrounding objects only killing the soldiers
an animistic yell escaped his lips "death to all who oppose me "

that got the more attention from the enemy as a few soldiers loaded their guns with explosive rounds fire all at once at rens nest turning on his armor again he shrugged off the basts jumping off his roof and pulling his five seven he started mowing down the enemy all humanity he had was washed away by the need to protect his comrades
thus releasing the beast
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PostSubject: Re: ECD: Part 1: Hunt for ECD-13-67 (Open)[MGEV]   Thu Feb 23, 2017 10:48 am

Man, she needed to work out more. Just a few thousand years ago, Jemmy had destroyed an entire planet. Now she was sweating just keeping a few hundred portals open.

"Come on, Jemmy," she said to herself. "You've gotten soft in your old age."

A particularly heavy barrage of explosive rounds hit her personal protective shield in quick succession. Truth be told, Jemmy's problems were the novelty of her current powers. She had received them less than a month ago. There were times that being Chaos sucked.

Jemmy opened one eye. She saw the soldiers responsible. Stupid humans. How dare they attack a Lord of Chaos? She was about to ask Ren for help when he mowed those enemies down with some quick shooting. Wow. This guy was a serious murder machine. Jemmy had to be impressed.

Ren shouted out 'Death to all who oppose me,' before leaping deeper into the fray. He was like an animal at this point, killing without mercy or regret.

Jemmy smiled. She made a mental note not to get on that guy's bad side. He was on her side for now, so she felt no need to interfere with his descention into darkness. This was hardly the time for talks about mortality. People were dying, and someone had to pay for that.

Helicopters were coming in, presumably to evacuate the jerks who had been shooting everybody. Jemmy gritted her teeth. Had they finally realized that they had bitten off more than they could chew? Jemmy wasn't going to let them get away. She tightened both hands into fists, and raised them at the sky, defiantly.

A helicopter disappeared in a puff of dust. Ten seconds later, all the remaining helicopters disappeared. They had been uncreated, taken out of existence by Jemmy the Princess of Chaos. Nothing remained of the machines or their pilots.

Jemmy smiled. It was like tasting something sweet after a long stretch of time. She liked this. She liked breaking things.

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