Post by The B-Witch on May 18, 2010 12:00:35 GMT -5
*the Schemer had his hands full. He had to get Alyssa out of here now that he discovered she was carrying his sons child. He had to keep that a secret to be sure. Imagine...a Philmont mating with a police officer. It was an utter disgrace. Still..she carried the Philmont line in her womb. Despite the idiot factors her lesser genetics carried....the fact remained...there was a chance the child could be another version of him. Good insurance in case one of his children did not develop as hoped.*
Spectrum...Hard Core!! Hear me!! *He said telepathically.* Master mold is controlling the sentinels. You two are the fastest and most powerful. Get to the warehouse on bleaker and third avenue. Within is a secret MRD base where master mold resides. I've traced the commands the sentinels are receiving there.
The base will be heavily guarded. Sentinels....MRD troops...human but well armed. Get by them...and destroy the computer within. Lark, Charlene and the rest of us will remian here and guard those fallen. Heed me on this Spectrum....or we'll all be in govenment prisons by tonight.
*As the Schemer spoke Thor rose from the ground where Hard Core had he bloodlust in his eyes. Hard Core had beaten him down...it would not happen again. But then...as he planned to a launch an attack...his hammer glowed golden. It was a sign Hard core was more than one person. Actually...no...she was with child. No...Children.*
Odd blood!! The woman is with child!! Villain though you be....Thor will not harm one who bares new life.
*meanwhile the Sentinels still standing began to descend toward the Schemer's Positon.*
Target identified. Targeting....target acquired. *The massive robot proclaimed and opened fire. But the Schemer fired first...an explosive shell that filed to brech the Sentinels potent armor....but it deflected the shot....inadvertantly right at Charlene and Lark.*
--
Lark smiles at Charlene and offers a high five. "Who is bad my, sister? Us! That's who! Did you see how I took down that big robot! Sentinels! They are nothing compare to us, Charlene!"
Her father is blubbering about something while she brags. Something about a moldy warehouse. It sounds disgusting but he wants the light bulb and super biatch to handle it so she does not care. Let those two freakos get there hands dirty.
More Sentinels are coming and she is now expected to protect the clique and new gods members that are down from the first wave of sentinels and Strafe's crazy tornado.
"You heard Dad, Charlene! Time for us to kick butt my sister!"
She is a bit disappointed this battle has taken so long. The grammy awards are on tonight. She has to watch. She knows she will win one such award someday. Yes! Best female performer! Then she will get to host the big award shows instead of her arch enemy, Fergie.
Before heeding her fathers commands she pauses and pulls out her blackberry. She can program her DVR from it. But the sentinel blast goes off in the form of a energy beam that heads right for her. She warns her sister by pointing then rushes to save herself. But the blast hits behind her. She is sent flying several feet down a knoll to the grassy ground below. But what is worse the blackberry fall from her hand and hits the cement path a few feet away. It shatters hopelessly broken. Now she will never see the grammys. d**n these stupid schemes!
--
She returns the high five. Because now was not the time to offend Lark. And because it felt nice to actually work with someone and perform a task well rather than nearly being killed when she works with dear ole dad. But that happiness it short-lived as she watches the phone fly out of her sister's hand. Demmit. She could be so great with her abilities if she would just focus on them and not stupid rivalries with Taylor Swift and Fergie.
She ran over to her and held out her hand to help her up. "You okay? Because if you are, we have some work to do before we get squished by these bastards." She knew her sister all to well. "Besides... You can watch the Grammies on the internet later."
--
"Thor, these sentinels are endangering civilian lives, as well as those of the young woman over there. They are out of government control, if you are truly the god you claim to be you must act to save them. Or, you could go destroy the source of their commands...I'd rather you save the girl. The blondish tart, not so much."
She looks to Spectrum before taking to the air...her sister and Roddy would work things out on their own, whether he ended up as kibble or not didn't really concern her much. She'd have to work with Spectrum to get to the location quickly...though, if it was Master Mold, sending the two strongest against him/it/whatever may not be the best idea. Then again, the best idea tended to escape Schemer fairly regularly.
--
Spectrum hears Schemer, and she knows d**n well she better listen right now, taking off for the warehouse, not even taking the time to roll her eyes at the cheerleader-like Philmot sisters, or to check on Roderick, in good hands at the zoo, the animals watching over him like one of their own. Besides, she gets on better with Puck, as she calls her new, and tentative lover, when they are not working together, finding him more annoying as time goes on, when she has moments of clarity and sees him as he really is. That makes the times when they do come together good and hot, and well worth it.
Master mold... sh*t this was not going to be easy, and she can't help but be glad her fighting buddy is HardCore.
She moves quickly and stealthily at first, picking off the human guards and moving alternating entrances, then the roof so she can not be detected right off, and not be picked up on the monitors yet. She breaks their necks except one guard that surprises her. She tosses him into the air, knowing it will be awhile before he comes back to earth, waiting for the sentinels to find her.
--
*Thor eyed Hard Core a moment and was forced to agree with Hard Core. She was a Varlet to be sure...but the MRD had lost control of the robotic beasts. Thor would be forced to side with the clique and Spectrum's new gods....for now at least.*
Aye woman, thou art correct. Though ye and false goddess known as Spectrum are evil indeed...and the Schemer mad....Thor must aid ye in this endevor. Yonder abominations are beyond human control. They must be stopped.
*Thor pondered a moment.* I shall aid the two females...the noisy one...and the speedy one...and protect those fallen whilst ye and Spectrum attack the warehouse. So states Thor...god of thunder.
*He took to the air...in midflgiht tossed his hammer at sentinel that was attacking Lark and Charlene.*
Fall monster!! Fall you must!! For Thor hath laid low many a monster in his time!!
*Meanwhile the Schemer's computer like brain was hard at work developing a plan of how to turn all this to his advantage. And he had just the plan. He would keep those fallen safe...for now. But if Spectrum and Hard Core were successful....the sentinels would no longer be a threat...and the Schemer would have the means of taking out all opposition....once and for all.
For the moment...he was forced to fall back to a defensive position..firing as he raced to safety. He limped as he did so....the wound to his leg thanks to spectrum was still hindering his moments.
--
Lark has the wind knocked out of her and does not answer, Charlene at first. Without the use of her voice she is totally helpless. She will need time to recover. After nearly a minute she starts gasping for air.
"You're right! The internet! Yesh!" She gave her sister a hug. Oh, can I borrow your blackberry later? I want to make a call to my friend out on the coast. We always talk during the big awards shows."
The Sentinel is coming and even the dense Lark realizes she will not live to see the grammys if she does not stop it. She tries to take a breath but it is not enough to create a sonic blast.
Thor's hammer does take out the sentinel for them. It wobbles then falls over, right toward her and Charlene.
--
"Yes! Yes! You can use my phone when we get out of this mess!" Anything to get Lark focused on the task at hand. She turned to face the sentinel that Thor just hit and her eyes widened. "Oh sh*t!" Before Lark could blink, Charlene was grunting as she picked her up and ran away from the falling sentinel. Lark would be dizzy once they came to a stop but it was better than being killed.
--
She had flown to the warehouse and arrived in time to see the last guard hurled upwards into the air, then she makes her way down...forcing herself to drop like so much of a metal statue through the roof, knowing she'd get through it and at least the floor beneath it. It was a warehouse, so regular guards may be normal, but the structure would still be somewhat regular.
She stops herself before her feet hit the ground and looks around, letting her wings out as and lets them wrap around her as a secondary shield before she proceeds further into the building in search of the one behind the sentinels.
--
She is nearly to the Mold Master, following HC's lead. She seems to know the guy and might be a help to understand his proclivities and not just barrel through like Nina is doing. They are nearly to him when a Sentinel comes between she and hardcore and she forms a giant drill with her arm and cuts through his eyes and his 'brain' with it, trying to put it out of commission before there is another. He drops and she watches HardCore's wings wrap about her, considering that as goddess, she ought not to have something that Nina does not have, and devises how to get some of her own working wings.
"You know Diana you really do not pay Me the homage that I deserve. I do hope when we return you will tell your ......mate....that it was I that won this, to help honor me in front of the others."
--
*Thor noticed that the two women were in the way of the falling sentinel. He planned to swoop down and try to avert the direction of the fall...but the speedy one managed to save her talkative teamate. Thor came to the ground before them.*
Seek not to escape. Thor will see that you survive. Then...once yonder threat is past....I whist escort you both safely to the nearest prison where you shalt wait to stand trial for you crimes.
*At the warehouse....master mold felt threatened and summoned defensive sentinels defend itself from Spectrum and Hard Core. Six omega class giants rose from underground silos built into the warehouse...and came forward to face the women.*
Halt mutants! *The robots proclaimed as one and prepared to attack the powerful mutant women.
Meanwhile...the Schemer could hear Thor's thoughts and as sentinels seemed to be backing off....preparing to retreat and defend master mold...the Schemer...hearing Thor's what Thor was saying though Lark and Charlene's mind decided it was time to remove the powerful god of thunder as potential threat to the clique.
He adjusted his omniblaster two the megaton beam setting and took aim. Charlene and Lark were close...and would get killed if he fired now. They were his daughters...and he loved them...but he not pass up the chance to destroy one of the clique's most powerful foes....and cripple earth's mightiest heroes...the avengers in the process.*
Ahhh...my darlings. *He said under his breath.* How I'll miss you both. *And with that....he pressed the trigger.
--
Lark smiles at Charlene as she offers her the use of her phone. Why cannot all her siblings be as sweet as Charlene. If they were she would not have to kill them all. She has decided Charlene is not on her personal hit list. She is so nice, Lark is willing share the Philmont fortune with her.
At the moment she is a little dizzy from Charlene racing her to safety.
"Wow! You really are fast! Thanx for saving me, sister!"
Thor comes down to earth in front of them and Lark elbows Charlene suggestively. She adjusts her vocal tone so she can speak with Charlene without other hearing.
"Thor sister! It is really Thor! God of the clouds and stuff! God he is hot! I so want him! Remember! I saw him first!"
Her sonic detecting ampulae in her mouth senses the sound of a trigger being pulled. In a rare selfless move she reaches out to shove Charlene aside so she will not be harmed.
--
So much was happening at once. She was losing it. Losing it! She looked at the thunder god, to her flirty sister, and finally at her father. "There's a clusterf*** all around us and you want to take out the person that's probably the most capable of saving all of us. Not only are you a sh*tty father, but you are an idiot. What good is your precious business if you're not alive to run it? Some genius.
She refused Lark's help. "Sorry..." She did look regretful, too. Despite how wacked out Lark was she cared for her.
She looked away from her sister and stood in front of Thor, looking her father in the eye. "If you're going to do it, get it over with. Shoot, you bastard!"
--
She looked at the goddess next to her, then to the oversized toy robots and shakes her head. "They never learn, do they. Then again, I suppose things would have to survive to learn." She looks back to Niamh. "Cut them down to size, will you, I'll start breaking the mold."
HC clenches her fists, then takes off running hard towards Master Mold, letting herself lift to the air as her fists fly forward at him.
(And, with Jane's permission)
Niamh sighs softly looking at the robots and lifts up as well, then begins to focus her light into tight intense lasers, letting them off at bursts around HC's flight path before turning them more directly at the sentinels, striking them in high arcs to try to cut through the metal bodies.
--
Charlene!! You little fool!!! *the Schemer bellowed as his daughter got in the way of the fired shot. It was a most unfortunate turn of events. Not so much because she was going to die....but because she would take the brunt of his shot..and thor would live. But thor was too fast. Alerted by Lark's actions...and tossed his Hammer into the path of the megaton beam.
The beam would blow up like a mini-nuke.....the shock wave would not be fatal to those about...but it would likely knock most..if not all nearby senseless. The Schemer...realizing the threat...sought to dive to the ground to avoid the worst of it.
Meanwhile....at the MRD Warehouse...the sentinels were taking damage from the potent duo of Spectrum and Hard Core. Several dropped over under the punishing attack. But one..seeking to protect master mold....attacked Hard Core.*
Target Hard core identified. Targeting.....target acquired. Unleashing catch web from hand ports.
*the catch web was a net that possessed mini-power flux generators that worked like a statis collar...and could effectively nullify the power of a mutant caught within it.*
--
Lark is knocked out from the blast.
--
The blast knocks Charlie off her feet knocks her out.
--
She sees the capture web coming towards her, but is unable to turn out of it's path completely. The web wraps around her feet and she drags against it, snarling at the Omega before a quick laser blast from Niamh cuts towards her. She could care less about being injured at the moment, but the webbing falls free.
As Niamh turns back to attacking the oversized mechanical menaces, HC grabs the webbing and throws it at Master Mold, hoping if nothing else that it will distract him long enough to drop control of the sentinels...or at best neutralize him.
Spectrum...Hard Core!! Hear me!! *He said telepathically.* Master mold is controlling the sentinels. You two are the fastest and most powerful. Get to the warehouse on bleaker and third avenue. Within is a secret MRD base where master mold resides. I've traced the commands the sentinels are receiving there.
The base will be heavily guarded. Sentinels....MRD troops...human but well armed. Get by them...and destroy the computer within. Lark, Charlene and the rest of us will remian here and guard those fallen. Heed me on this Spectrum....or we'll all be in govenment prisons by tonight.
*As the Schemer spoke Thor rose from the ground where Hard Core had he bloodlust in his eyes. Hard Core had beaten him down...it would not happen again. But then...as he planned to a launch an attack...his hammer glowed golden. It was a sign Hard core was more than one person. Actually...no...she was with child. No...Children.*
Odd blood!! The woman is with child!! Villain though you be....Thor will not harm one who bares new life.
*meanwhile the Sentinels still standing began to descend toward the Schemer's Positon.*
Target identified. Targeting....target acquired. *The massive robot proclaimed and opened fire. But the Schemer fired first...an explosive shell that filed to brech the Sentinels potent armor....but it deflected the shot....inadvertantly right at Charlene and Lark.*
--
Lark smiles at Charlene and offers a high five. "Who is bad my, sister? Us! That's who! Did you see how I took down that big robot! Sentinels! They are nothing compare to us, Charlene!"
Her father is blubbering about something while she brags. Something about a moldy warehouse. It sounds disgusting but he wants the light bulb and super biatch to handle it so she does not care. Let those two freakos get there hands dirty.
More Sentinels are coming and she is now expected to protect the clique and new gods members that are down from the first wave of sentinels and Strafe's crazy tornado.
"You heard Dad, Charlene! Time for us to kick butt my sister!"
She is a bit disappointed this battle has taken so long. The grammy awards are on tonight. She has to watch. She knows she will win one such award someday. Yes! Best female performer! Then she will get to host the big award shows instead of her arch enemy, Fergie.
Before heeding her fathers commands she pauses and pulls out her blackberry. She can program her DVR from it. But the sentinel blast goes off in the form of a energy beam that heads right for her. She warns her sister by pointing then rushes to save herself. But the blast hits behind her. She is sent flying several feet down a knoll to the grassy ground below. But what is worse the blackberry fall from her hand and hits the cement path a few feet away. It shatters hopelessly broken. Now she will never see the grammys. d**n these stupid schemes!
--
She returns the high five. Because now was not the time to offend Lark. And because it felt nice to actually work with someone and perform a task well rather than nearly being killed when she works with dear ole dad. But that happiness it short-lived as she watches the phone fly out of her sister's hand. Demmit. She could be so great with her abilities if she would just focus on them and not stupid rivalries with Taylor Swift and Fergie.
She ran over to her and held out her hand to help her up. "You okay? Because if you are, we have some work to do before we get squished by these bastards." She knew her sister all to well. "Besides... You can watch the Grammies on the internet later."
--
"Thor, these sentinels are endangering civilian lives, as well as those of the young woman over there. They are out of government control, if you are truly the god you claim to be you must act to save them. Or, you could go destroy the source of their commands...I'd rather you save the girl. The blondish tart, not so much."
She looks to Spectrum before taking to the air...her sister and Roddy would work things out on their own, whether he ended up as kibble or not didn't really concern her much. She'd have to work with Spectrum to get to the location quickly...though, if it was Master Mold, sending the two strongest against him/it/whatever may not be the best idea. Then again, the best idea tended to escape Schemer fairly regularly.
--
Spectrum hears Schemer, and she knows d**n well she better listen right now, taking off for the warehouse, not even taking the time to roll her eyes at the cheerleader-like Philmot sisters, or to check on Roderick, in good hands at the zoo, the animals watching over him like one of their own. Besides, she gets on better with Puck, as she calls her new, and tentative lover, when they are not working together, finding him more annoying as time goes on, when she has moments of clarity and sees him as he really is. That makes the times when they do come together good and hot, and well worth it.
Master mold... sh*t this was not going to be easy, and she can't help but be glad her fighting buddy is HardCore.
She moves quickly and stealthily at first, picking off the human guards and moving alternating entrances, then the roof so she can not be detected right off, and not be picked up on the monitors yet. She breaks their necks except one guard that surprises her. She tosses him into the air, knowing it will be awhile before he comes back to earth, waiting for the sentinels to find her.
--
*Thor eyed Hard Core a moment and was forced to agree with Hard Core. She was a Varlet to be sure...but the MRD had lost control of the robotic beasts. Thor would be forced to side with the clique and Spectrum's new gods....for now at least.*
Aye woman, thou art correct. Though ye and false goddess known as Spectrum are evil indeed...and the Schemer mad....Thor must aid ye in this endevor. Yonder abominations are beyond human control. They must be stopped.
*Thor pondered a moment.* I shall aid the two females...the noisy one...and the speedy one...and protect those fallen whilst ye and Spectrum attack the warehouse. So states Thor...god of thunder.
*He took to the air...in midflgiht tossed his hammer at sentinel that was attacking Lark and Charlene.*
Fall monster!! Fall you must!! For Thor hath laid low many a monster in his time!!
*Meanwhile the Schemer's computer like brain was hard at work developing a plan of how to turn all this to his advantage. And he had just the plan. He would keep those fallen safe...for now. But if Spectrum and Hard Core were successful....the sentinels would no longer be a threat...and the Schemer would have the means of taking out all opposition....once and for all.
For the moment...he was forced to fall back to a defensive position..firing as he raced to safety. He limped as he did so....the wound to his leg thanks to spectrum was still hindering his moments.
--
Lark has the wind knocked out of her and does not answer, Charlene at first. Without the use of her voice she is totally helpless. She will need time to recover. After nearly a minute she starts gasping for air.
"You're right! The internet! Yesh!" She gave her sister a hug. Oh, can I borrow your blackberry later? I want to make a call to my friend out on the coast. We always talk during the big awards shows."
The Sentinel is coming and even the dense Lark realizes she will not live to see the grammys if she does not stop it. She tries to take a breath but it is not enough to create a sonic blast.
Thor's hammer does take out the sentinel for them. It wobbles then falls over, right toward her and Charlene.
--
"Yes! Yes! You can use my phone when we get out of this mess!" Anything to get Lark focused on the task at hand. She turned to face the sentinel that Thor just hit and her eyes widened. "Oh sh*t!" Before Lark could blink, Charlene was grunting as she picked her up and ran away from the falling sentinel. Lark would be dizzy once they came to a stop but it was better than being killed.
--
She had flown to the warehouse and arrived in time to see the last guard hurled upwards into the air, then she makes her way down...forcing herself to drop like so much of a metal statue through the roof, knowing she'd get through it and at least the floor beneath it. It was a warehouse, so regular guards may be normal, but the structure would still be somewhat regular.
She stops herself before her feet hit the ground and looks around, letting her wings out as and lets them wrap around her as a secondary shield before she proceeds further into the building in search of the one behind the sentinels.
--
She is nearly to the Mold Master, following HC's lead. She seems to know the guy and might be a help to understand his proclivities and not just barrel through like Nina is doing. They are nearly to him when a Sentinel comes between she and hardcore and she forms a giant drill with her arm and cuts through his eyes and his 'brain' with it, trying to put it out of commission before there is another. He drops and she watches HardCore's wings wrap about her, considering that as goddess, she ought not to have something that Nina does not have, and devises how to get some of her own working wings.
"You know Diana you really do not pay Me the homage that I deserve. I do hope when we return you will tell your ......mate....that it was I that won this, to help honor me in front of the others."
--
*Thor noticed that the two women were in the way of the falling sentinel. He planned to swoop down and try to avert the direction of the fall...but the speedy one managed to save her talkative teamate. Thor came to the ground before them.*
Seek not to escape. Thor will see that you survive. Then...once yonder threat is past....I whist escort you both safely to the nearest prison where you shalt wait to stand trial for you crimes.
*At the warehouse....master mold felt threatened and summoned defensive sentinels defend itself from Spectrum and Hard Core. Six omega class giants rose from underground silos built into the warehouse...and came forward to face the women.*
Halt mutants! *The robots proclaimed as one and prepared to attack the powerful mutant women.
Meanwhile...the Schemer could hear Thor's thoughts and as sentinels seemed to be backing off....preparing to retreat and defend master mold...the Schemer...hearing Thor's what Thor was saying though Lark and Charlene's mind decided it was time to remove the powerful god of thunder as potential threat to the clique.
He adjusted his omniblaster two the megaton beam setting and took aim. Charlene and Lark were close...and would get killed if he fired now. They were his daughters...and he loved them...but he not pass up the chance to destroy one of the clique's most powerful foes....and cripple earth's mightiest heroes...the avengers in the process.*
Ahhh...my darlings. *He said under his breath.* How I'll miss you both. *And with that....he pressed the trigger.
--
Lark smiles at Charlene as she offers her the use of her phone. Why cannot all her siblings be as sweet as Charlene. If they were she would not have to kill them all. She has decided Charlene is not on her personal hit list. She is so nice, Lark is willing share the Philmont fortune with her.
At the moment she is a little dizzy from Charlene racing her to safety.
"Wow! You really are fast! Thanx for saving me, sister!"
Thor comes down to earth in front of them and Lark elbows Charlene suggestively. She adjusts her vocal tone so she can speak with Charlene without other hearing.
"Thor sister! It is really Thor! God of the clouds and stuff! God he is hot! I so want him! Remember! I saw him first!"
Her sonic detecting ampulae in her mouth senses the sound of a trigger being pulled. In a rare selfless move she reaches out to shove Charlene aside so she will not be harmed.
--
So much was happening at once. She was losing it. Losing it! She looked at the thunder god, to her flirty sister, and finally at her father. "There's a clusterf*** all around us and you want to take out the person that's probably the most capable of saving all of us. Not only are you a sh*tty father, but you are an idiot. What good is your precious business if you're not alive to run it? Some genius.
She refused Lark's help. "Sorry..." She did look regretful, too. Despite how wacked out Lark was she cared for her.
She looked away from her sister and stood in front of Thor, looking her father in the eye. "If you're going to do it, get it over with. Shoot, you bastard!"
--
She looked at the goddess next to her, then to the oversized toy robots and shakes her head. "They never learn, do they. Then again, I suppose things would have to survive to learn." She looks back to Niamh. "Cut them down to size, will you, I'll start breaking the mold."
HC clenches her fists, then takes off running hard towards Master Mold, letting herself lift to the air as her fists fly forward at him.
(And, with Jane's permission)
Niamh sighs softly looking at the robots and lifts up as well, then begins to focus her light into tight intense lasers, letting them off at bursts around HC's flight path before turning them more directly at the sentinels, striking them in high arcs to try to cut through the metal bodies.
--
Charlene!! You little fool!!! *the Schemer bellowed as his daughter got in the way of the fired shot. It was a most unfortunate turn of events. Not so much because she was going to die....but because she would take the brunt of his shot..and thor would live. But thor was too fast. Alerted by Lark's actions...and tossed his Hammer into the path of the megaton beam.
The beam would blow up like a mini-nuke.....the shock wave would not be fatal to those about...but it would likely knock most..if not all nearby senseless. The Schemer...realizing the threat...sought to dive to the ground to avoid the worst of it.
Meanwhile....at the MRD Warehouse...the sentinels were taking damage from the potent duo of Spectrum and Hard Core. Several dropped over under the punishing attack. But one..seeking to protect master mold....attacked Hard Core.*
Target Hard core identified. Targeting.....target acquired. Unleashing catch web from hand ports.
*the catch web was a net that possessed mini-power flux generators that worked like a statis collar...and could effectively nullify the power of a mutant caught within it.*
--
Lark is knocked out from the blast.
--
The blast knocks Charlie off her feet knocks her out.
--
She sees the capture web coming towards her, but is unable to turn out of it's path completely. The web wraps around her feet and she drags against it, snarling at the Omega before a quick laser blast from Niamh cuts towards her. She could care less about being injured at the moment, but the webbing falls free.
As Niamh turns back to attacking the oversized mechanical menaces, HC grabs the webbing and throws it at Master Mold, hoping if nothing else that it will distract him long enough to drop control of the sentinels...or at best neutralize him.
