The Superhero League part duex: Full Frontal Nudity

[Phoenix]

It had been hours since I started my stake out outside of the infamous Bada Bing Club. Normally I would dispatch one of my agent to deal with this problem but this particular case was someone who had something I wanted and I was going to be damned if I let it go to waste.

Suddenly doors of the club swung open and out came my prey. Decked out in an Armani suit with two gorgeous women on his arms was the charmer/ underworld mafioso named Ciero. Ciero's particular power was mind control over women. See whenever Cierco spoke the tones in his voice weaken the mental shields and increased the estrogen level of women thus putting them under his spell. Even though his powers was not as strong against superpowered women it still in most cases had the disired effect.

As Ciero drove back to his home in Jamacia Hieghts, Queens in his Benz I tailed him at a distance in my rented Lotus Espirit. I watched as Ciero then when inside his large sized home to exchange pleasantries with the ladies. I simply teleported inside and relaxed. I smoked one of Ciero's imported illegal Cuban cigars while sound of extasy permeated from the bedroom. I figure if I am going to ace the man the least I could do is let him get his jollies.

After a couple of hours Ciero finally emerged from his bedroom however before he could get past the threshold he damn neared pissed himself. People tell me I have that effect on people. He begins to babble "G-G-G-Genesis what are you doing here. I made sure Duro delivered your money. W-w--w-w-we're even right." Jesus the man has the power to bend anywoman to his will but he stuttered like his parents were twins. Oh well before he could carry on I raised my hand to silence him at the same time exhaling some smoke and telepathically freezing Ciero bitches. "Ciero this is not about money. I have more money than I care to fathom. What I am after is power. Despite your lack of ambition, you are a very powerful man my friend. Now do not see this as an ending but instead it is a beginning. You my friend are about to become part of something bigger than you could even dream of. Oh yeah by the way nice cigar."

Before he could blind I back handed him and telepathically upped his pain receptors so the slap felt like he was hit with a pipe. Before he could turn around I quickly raised his receptors and kicked him in the groin thus giving him the sensation that his 'nads were beamed by a Sammy Sosa homerun. While the charmer laid on the floor I decide enough with the formallities and I end his life by shutting down his mind all together. As the life drifted out of him, I began to bask in the powers and memories of the deseased Ciero. All that was left was the husk of a man who looked like he seeming died of natural causes.

Testing Ciero's power I released the mind lock on his women and told one to take my car back to the rental office and the other to give me a blow job while I finished my cigar. I needed the relaxation after all I have meeting with Dubbya and the stupidity of the man sometimes can be numming even for me. Not to mention I hated going to the White House.

 

[Isolde]

Cheri

I was bored. Okay bored was not exactly the right word. Actually I felt like my brain was going numb and shutting down but that could have been because there had been a big purple dinosour bouncing up and down and singing on the TV about how he loved everyone for the last frigging hour and a half!

I was ready to kill my sister for buying the twins those damn tapes. "Dont worry, sis, I have everything under control. Just pop these in and Jimmy and Jolene will be good as gold!,"She had said before dashing out of the house, hopping in her car and speeding away. I would remember her for this and revenge would be sweet indeed.

It wouldnt be so bad except the twins insisted on Aunt Cheri watching the whole thing with them and I still had four tapes to go. Putting my arms around the twins, one on each side, I laid my head on the back of the couch and prayed for something to happen that would take me away from this before I ruined my sister's tv by hurling it out the plate glass window with my telekenesis.

[Edited by Isolde on 04-14-2001 at 08:58 AM]

 

[Renegade]

Rush

OOC: Told you I was going to try out a new guy. lol I'll bring Ren out of retirement someday, but for now....

IC: Okay, this time I was going to get it done just right and now fuck it up. Oh yeah, I could just feel it inside of me now. After weeks and months of trying with the same results after each crash, this was going to be the one time I did it right. This was going to be the time that I wouldn't end up slamming into any walls while using my powers. Oh yeah, this was going to be it all right.

Walking out with my black spandex suit with the white lightening sign that spread across the entire uniform, I look over the area quickly before making any moves. The uniform covered all of my body except for some holes that left my mouth, eyes and ear exposed. It was pretty obvious on how goofy I must have looked out here like this, not to mention how dangerous it was to be doing this in the first place.

Setting myself into place, I mutter out, "Please, just let me get this done without a hitch for once? That's all I ask."

Taking a deep breath, I was off with a start through the streets, leaving a trail of dust and loose pieces of trash behind me. The world before me slowly started to become slightly blurred as the pace of my running increased. Okay, all I had to do was make my maximum speed limit without screwing up. How hard could that be? Car!!!!! Leaping over the car with ease, I struggle to maintain my balance and pace of my running. Barely being able to handle that obstacle, I continued on my way throughout the streets.

Almost there, I could feel the max level of my speed powers approaching. C'mon, don't screw up on me now. At that moment, the scene infront of me became a sudden blur as the max point of my speed had been reached. After all this time, I did it! Had gone to the maximum potential of my powers without one slip up throughout the whole thing!!!

That was great, but... uh... how the hell was I supposed to stop myself now? Slowing myself down, although the term 'slow' should be used loosely, I tried to put the breaks on myself while continuing to dodge everything in my path. At this rate, I'd probably end up in Canada before coming to a halt.

Grabbing a pole for the traffic lights to force myself to stop, my arms barely keep from popping out of their sockets as I'm finally able to bring this wild run to an end. Catching my breath, I look around where I was now and tried to figure out how long it would take for a bus to get me back to my car. Then I realized there weren't any pockets in this uniform. Well aint that a kick where it hurts? Looked like I had a far run ahead of me again.

 

[Weevil]

Big O

Another long and boring night. The music from the club is pounding a steady rythym that matches my worsening headache. These headaches seem to be more frequent these days and they are more, uh, bad.

In front of me is the long line up to get into Trespassers Will, the hottest nightclub in Manhattan. All idiots who will wait hours in the cold for even a chance to be seen in a club like this. The important people walked right in to the club while these bozos stood here like idiots.

"Hey dummy." Shouted Mike, who worked the line for folks who met the conditions for entry "Those two babes." he pointed out two young women in short skirts and tops that revealed everything they had. I nudge the crowd aside and let the two women come in. The shorter of the two gives me a cute smile as I let her pass. She looks so small, almost 2 feet shorter than I am. Then again everyone looks small to me now. Damn my head hurts!

"Hey lummox." I hear, recognizing my boss's voice "Get in the club now! We have a little problem." Oh jeeezus. Another fight to break up.

I walk into the club and the pulsing, pounding beat intensifies my headache. I swear to god, whoever is causing shit right now is going to wish his mother had never dropped her drawers. I look to the bar and see one unfortunate young man holding whats left of his face in his hands as another man stands above him, holding a broken beer glass. I walk up to him and say with full wit and wisdom

"Hey buddy, whats the problem." He spins around and looks at me. He seems unimpressed, he's about 6'4 and thick.

"Thish fucker wash staring at my Angie." He slurs drunkenly. Beautiful, I think, two idiots fighting over some tart.

"I don't care. You have to get out. Now." I say. Damn! why do the things I say in my head sound so much smarter than what comes out of my mouth.

"Fuck you, gigantor." He says and staggers forward and swipes at me with the beer glass. It wouldn't have hit me, if I was expecting it but rarely do people insist on continuing their fight with a 7'3 mountain of mean. As it was the swipe took me by surprise and went right into my stomach. The glass shattered instantly against my skin. The man looked on in surprise. I looked down to where he hit and saw something that distressed me greatly.

"You ripped my shirt you dirty fuck!" I scream "Do you know how hard it is to find Hawaiian shirts that fit?!?!?" That is it. I'm too angry to deal with this guy in a rational manner. Suddenly the music stops ringing in my ear, the club is silent. My fist cracks out at this ugly assholes head instantly. I'm lucky he was backing up as I hit him or I would've taken his head off. As it were my fist collides with his head with a sickening crunch. I can feel the bones in his face shatter as he recoils ten feet and blood spurts out of his face.

"You dirty bitch!." I scream as I run over to pick him up. I lift him up over my head and toss his limp body through the glass double doors that serve as a rear entry to the club, shattering them instantly.

"You big fucking moron." I hear my boss screaming. Suddenly the music is playing again. I look toward the crowd of dancers who have all stopped to stare at me beating the hell out of this drunk. "you broke my fucking doors again!
And you probably killed that asshole. What if he sues?!?!

I sigh. The thumping in my head is awful and this night seems an awful lot like every other night since I woke up in that alley.

 

[boarder X]

Taylor Maxi

"Goddamit...I can't fucken fit" said Maxi as he was going through the window of the abandoned crack house in Queens. "These fucken wings alwa..." Maxi's complaint suddenly was drowned out by the window's structure quickly crumbling inwards. Maxi hit the floor hard. Before Maxi could comprehend what was going on he fell through the floor landing in pile of wood and pink insulation bedding. "What the fuck just happened. The first time back to New York I gotta put up with this bullshit". Maxi slowly stood up but quickly sat back down with a grimace. "Shit my wing..." Maxi reached to touch his left wing. A dull pain shot through his body. Leaving his hand over the injury, Maxi took a feather from the right wing and covered the brokenlimb with it. The feather started to illuminate orange, to yellow and finally to a blinding white light that Maxi had to squint inorder not to hurt his eyes. Then the feather simply disintegrated leaving a fixed wing behind. Maxi slowly flexed his wing. "Good as new" he smiled and for the first time was consciously aware of his surroundings.

The wall paper was brown and peeling off, holes were in the floor, water marks were all over the room and there was a distinct urine smell wafting from the other room. Maxi saw all this and smiled. "Home...sweet...home" sighed Maxi.

Maxi got up and decided to hover around instead of walking. He didn' t want to fall through the floor again. The room that he landed in looked like a huge studio apartment. It was very spacious. Perfect he thought to let him manuver around without his wings getting in the way. He hovered over to the other end of the room. The floor seemed sturdy enough so he set down.

His clothes just about had it. His pants were ripped almost everywhere. His white t-shirt was ripped down the middle leaving very little to the imagination. His well defined upper body was covered with scrapes and bruises. Nothing that a couple of healing feathers can fix he thought... but for later. Right now he needed to get some food and clothes. He quickly swung around and in two steps was flying up through the hole in the ceiling and out through the hole in the wall which was formerly a window.

It was 2:30 in the morning... perfect time to go shoplifting. There was a K-Mart just east to where Maxi was staying.

[Edited by boarder X on 04-16-2001 at 05:19 PM]

 

[Isolde]

Is anyone still interested in this thread?

 

[Weevil]

I am but it doesn't seem like Phoenix is and he was kind of directing it.

 

[Phoenix]

Ok it is my turn to apologize. Over the past two weeks I have been expirencing painful migraines caused by excessive stress so coupled with the fact that I am in college I may not have time to post or be in the right mind to post. So if I do not post for 2 or 3 days it is because my brain is a wreck and my meds have knocked me out again. Sorry but I thought I told everybody that already. Just carry on.

BTW I am gonna post tonight because my head is not as jared as Wednesday night

 

[Weevil]

Oh, my apologies if I sounded dismayed. I was just curious. Its just that I ain't sure where this thread is going. Still though no rush. Just happy to be crusin'

 

[Phoenix]

It's cool you didn't know because I forgot to warn everyone in the OCC. BTW the next post I do is not going to be as good as the first but hopefully it will not suck as I am still not myself right now. Actually I am myself just a lot more numb that's all

 

[Phoenix]

The Genesis

As the flight to Washington DC on my private luxury jet was not up to my standard.  It was a storm outside and the combination of heavy rain and thunderstorms were putting my plane through a tumultous time.  Note to self: Feed off a elemental sooner than later.

With nothing to do during this trip I decided to reflect on the past day I thought about earlier that night when I "took care" of Cero. While I reflect on my recent "gainings" I looked down at the volumptous brunette stewardess whose head was bobbing up and down on my lap. As you can see I am enjoying useage of Cero's "charmer" powers right now with my second blowjob of the night. Now one would think with a gorgeous woman giving me head and I am headed to the nation's capital, one would think l would be right with the world, but instead I felt something a loose end so to speak.

Picking the phone I called a number to insure that the woman who I put under the Cero spell did not do anything to damage that car or incriminate me directly. After the short but bothersome conversation I allowed my head to roll back and enjoy my Service. Ah I feel like a Clinton.

 

[Phoenix]

In the meantime

Meanwhile a few blocks from Trespassers Will in Manhattan:

A platnium Lotus Espirt was speeding down the street at a speed that was not recommended for the streets of Manhattan. The driver was a beautiful slim woman with short blonde hair and dressed in a dress was so short and tight that it looked like it belong on a grade schooler. Upon closer inspection one would notice that the woman's light brown eyes had that vacant look that one is not supposed to have especially when drive through midtown Manhattan during clubbing hours. The woman refuses to stop the car instead going to red lights and buzzing anyone stupid enough to stand near much less in front of the Lotus. Well everyone except the poor soul who just thrown through the window at the Trespassers Will a few seconds ago. That poor man is now roadkill.

The car also blew past a hero wearing black spandex suit with the white lightening sign that spread across the entire uniform as he tried to regain his breathe against a lightpole. Matter of fact the car would have gone either further if the hood had not been blown off and the engine magnetically ripped out. Once the smoke cleared in front of the car stood two figure wearing black cloaks. As the first and larger figure raised his hands and used a almost biogenetic blast to decimate the engine. The smaller figure who possessed the voice of a young man said "You are the weakest link good bye" as the woman then passed out.

 

[Renegade]

Rush

The car had blown right past me while speeding out through the streets. The hood flew off with the engine soon following right away. It went on a little farther before finally coming to a stop. Now this looked like something a superhero in training should be checking out.

Walking, not feeling up to running again so soon, I made my way over towards the car. Having missed most of what was being said, I could only catch the 'good bye' line from the men in black. Hey, wasn't that a movie? Or was it a cartoon show? Eh, the comic was much better in either case. Wait, this was just the chance I needed to prove myself in a REAL rescue.

"Feet, don't fall me now!" I say to myself while starting to gather what strength I had left for another quick run.

Taking off with a start, I fly right into the two goons with my fists connecting to their faces. With a loud THUD sound, they both fell to the floor, and my fists started aching from the impact. Stopping myself, I grab the woman in the car and carry her out of harms way.

She was knocked out, or worse, but atleast she wouldn't be in this car if it blew up. A few reporters started to arrive on the scene by now. Most likely because of the incident with the car. Great, this place was going to be a media circus in no time. Now, if only someone could explain to me what was going on around here in the first place.

 

[Isolde]

Cheri

I hurried down the walk. My sister had offered to drive me home but I told her no it was alright, I enjoyed the walk. Actually I knew that if she dropped me off she would take the car and I knew about the song tapes she had for the kids. I decided that the danger of me walking home was a small price to pay for my sanity. Besides, I could take care of myself.

I had almost reached my apartment building when I saw a commotion up ahead complete with cops and reporters. "What the hell?," I thought,"Cant this city give anyone any rest?" Figuring that I wouldnt get any sleep with the sirens going, I made my way over to the scene, trying to make myself as inconspicious as possible.

 

[Phoenix]

THe Hooded Ones

Just the two men thought they had apprehended the girl in the care they were attacked by the young hero Rush. The larger man quickly regained his balance and began going after the speedster tracking him by his superenergy signal. Meanwhile the younger hero was bombared in his own right mugging for the press and telling jokes without removing his robe.
Suddenly the ground under him began to shake and rumble. The young man thought to himself "Hmm since when does New York City get earthquakes." Just when he formulating some kind of practically answer he saw the cause of the earthquakes it was standing at 6-6 800 lbs and it's name was Hugh Jass or more appropriately aliased Fat Bastard. Fat Bastard yell "You little man, you look young enough to be a baby.MMMMM baby", then in a stomach turning manner he licked his lips. The younger hooded individual gulped and prepared himself to go to war against Fat Bastard in front of the all the news cameras.

Meanwhile several blocks away the larger hooded man tracked Rush to a darked alley where the speedster was trying to revive the woman who was under Genesis' spell, the large man's red and black eyes flashed with power underneath his hood as he stepped out of the shadows and said to the speedster "Just get out of the way and let the girl come with me and no one will be hurt, child."

 

[Reignfyre]

Armist

OOC: Hope you all don't mind this character coming back, he seems like a good guy to have and fits in with the new darker surroundings.

Think of a Tolkien type elf wearing the Green Arrow's old garb with some golden chainmail. He is quite a handsome individual; very strong and powerful in appearance. He's from a time in which Tolkien's world really existed, a land time has forgotten. He also has some major issues in that he found out in a past thread that his wife and arch enemy set him up, enlisted the black wizard, Toron, to send him to the future. As soon as he was gotten rid of, all of his sons were slain by his arch enemy and his daughters sold in slavery. His wife and enemy started what would become the dark elves that Armist would encounter later on(note: this story not been seen on literotica). So, yeah, he gets moody from time to time, but you can always count on him and his experience when the figurative shit hits the fan.

Title: Armist, King of All Elves (before he was unjustly disposed of, that is).
Powers: Can blend into the shadows, and is very fast and agile compared to humans.
Weapons: Expert with the bow-and-arrow, throwing knives, and is never seen without his broad sword, which is called, when translated, "Orc Slayer."
Extra Things: He is also an expert tracker and usually pops up when you might least expect him to with his ability to sneak around. Compared to most other beings in this world, Armist isn't very powerful...but his experience, warrior heart, intelligence, bravery, and sheer will keep him at the dance.

IC: Lurking on top of a building, I look over the city and feel how scared it is. Mother Earth is literally trembling...I can feel a presence of something truly evil. I have yet to encounter anything that has made the Earth quiver as it is now. I have come out of my forest dwelling just in time, it seems. With many of my old allies now deceased, I am needed more now than I ever was.

I wind carries up the sounds of a man down in the alley below and I go to investigate. I see a rather large, menacing hooded figure starring down an obviously young, would-be hero in black spandex. I sigh and see the woman he is protecting. "At least his heart is in the right place." I kneel on the edge of the building, watching the scene unfold, aiting for when I may have to intervene.

 

[Isolde]

Cheri

"What the hell?," I said again as I felt the earth move. Looking around I saw a monster of a man approaching some guy who was talking to the reporters. "Welcome to New York," I said sarcastically not knowing if the man were a visitor or native. "Looks like Godzilla decided to take a vacation from Tokyo."

Looking around I noticed a truck full of very long iron pipes and I sighed. Well, one of the good things with my powers was that no one had to know who was doing it. Fading back into the shadows, I begin to concentrate on the pipes...on lifting one of them. Once I had one free, I knew I had to move fast and quickly the image in my mind turned to one in which the pipe flies up to hit Godzilla, wrapping around his body and holding his hands to the side of him.

The scene that was in my mind played itself out in front of me and I smiled a bit. That ought to even the odds a bit.

 

[nightray]

I whoch out the areporte winds fore my littil brothers plane to land. He sed he would be hear to day. I glans at the reflection in the windo and see the man who wos folwing me start twords the batherooms. I smile slitly and start to folw hem.

I opin the door and look around seeing nowone els in the room I len up agenst the sinks and wate fore hem to com out. He opins hes stole door and freezis at the site of me. He maks the mistak of looking in my eyes alowing me stun hem wen the bathroom door opins. I look at the door and cach the new guy eyes and I tell hem to leev. I tern back to the one how wos folowing me. I ask how sent you.

He blinks and ses the F.B.I I fron and muter to my self they are starting git out of line. I look at hem and say you will go git in your car and you will drive off the nerist cleff. He nods numly and heds out the door.

I tern and look at my reflexion in the merer I come my glosy black hear back look in to my cole black eyes. My skine pale in contrast. I smile showing my inlongated k9's. I stratin my lether cote and wolk out the door to wate for my brother.

[Edited by nightray on 04-26-2001 at 10:43 PM]

 

[Renegade]

Rush

The man's voice took me by slight surprise, but I knew someone had been there. Just didn't think much of it as usual. That was a very sloppy mistake. Was definatly going to have to keep my guard up more in the future. Putting the sleeping woman on the floor, her back resting against the wall, I turned to the mystery man.

Looked like it was time for the hero talk, "You're going to have to go past me to get her, mister."

Before the man could say anything, I quickly grabbed the woman and tried to make a break for it. Unfortunatly, I tripped over a piece of trash and ended up eating the pavement. Taking the blunt of the impact myself, I skid down the street with the woman in my arms.

After finally coming to a stop, I look over to see the man from before approaching. Crap, this did not look good. Where the hell was Superman or Batman(Copyright of DC Comics Inc.)when you needed those bastards?

 

[Phoenix]

Genesis in "Release the hounds err Dolphins

As the plane landed I thought about my last trip to the White House.  It was back during the Clinton era.  Back then bring 4 women with you and a bag of condoms and good Ole Slick Willy would let you get away with anything from diplomatic immunity to the nations nuclear defense codes which were by the the Charlie Alpha... haha you actually thought I was gonna give you the code. What a mark. Anyways now we got this new guy Bush who basically a moron. It's a good thing most of his staff are intelligent people who happen to be on my payroll.
Hmm I wonder how that woman did the job with my car. Focusing my telepathy I put myself into her head for a few seconds. Making her eyes open I saw something that shocked me. The large hooded man I know him. He is supposed to be dead. I saw him die no this can not be happening. Assessing the situation I decided to make sure that woman link to me is gone by killing her and the two heroes in the alley. I picked up and the phone and called Weasel my hitman/ mercenary dispatcher

Genesis: Weasel release the hounds.

Weasel: Boss the hound project is being reevaluated.

Genesis: Find then release the Dolphins

Weseal: On it

Christ who ever had the idea to put operatives in superhuman fighting armor and calling them Dolphins is just plain warped.

Finally the plane landed and Owen my executive assistant to retrieve my bags while I look for my brother. After scanning mind after mind I finally reached the one I was had the family psi-signature I noticed it was an FBI agent. Grinning I stood next to the bathroom door and as my older brother walked out I sneaked up behind him and before he got a chance to react I yelled "Bang your dead, Ah getting sloppy in your old age."

 

[nightray]

I grin as my brother trys sneek up behinde me I say no I could smele you a mile away. I tern quickly and before he could move grab hem up in a bear hug I stop skwezing when i her hes chest start grone. I put hem down and say so how whos your trip you git whot you whonted. I lisin as we start twords the bagig clame area.

 

[Reignfyre]

Armist to The Rescue

As I watch the scene unfold, I sigh once more, holding back a chuckle. "This is undoubtably a rookie," I think to myself. As the large man moves closer and I realize that it's time to go into battle. While I was watching the seen, I was preparing a powder that should just do the trick...as I attatch it to an arrow and prepare to fire it..."only need a little distraction" I think to myself as I fire it...instead a blinding light fills the street and alley. The light confuses everyone...all except me, of course. When the light ends, I'm standing a few paces behind the large, hooded man.

"Game time is over, fiend. It is high time that you left the maiden and young man alone and departed from this scene," I say drawing my sword. "Please, I dare you to try something."

 

[Weevil]

Sheesh, Another day, another 250 dollars, I say as walk away from the club. Damn boss docking my pay, I thought it was my job to kick people out of the club.

"Yeah but could you maybe use the door next time, you giant fuck up!!!!" my boss had screamed

Hmmmmm, I said noticing a large hooded figure going into an alley, It's not often I see someone who's almost as big as me. For no other reason as to check out what the fellow giants of the city were up to I turn to follow the guy in the hood. As I turn into a side street I notice Biggy had disappeared, nowhere to be seen.

"Well that doesn't happen every day." I shrug and continue walking. It was just then that I heard some commotion from an alley up ahead.

"Might as well check this out"

All I saw was this Fat asshole cornering some kid.

"Christ. This city sure is a blast." I say as I swagger into the scene, stretching myself out to my full size

"Whats going on here???" I bellow in my most impressive voice.

[Edited by EvilBollWeevil on 04-27-2001 at 10:54 PM]

 

[Phoenix]

One of the hooded ones revealed.

As the large hooded man moved closer to rush his red and black eyes blared with energy the young hero Rush tried to speed away only to trip over the convenient discarded banana peel.  Oh the irony of a bad sight gag.  The hooded one began to once again stalk the speedster who was trying to regain his composure.  

      Suddenely a bright arrows wizzed by temporarily blinding me.  However before anyone could move a muscle a few feet behind a man's voice said "Game time is over, fiend. It is high time that you left the maiden and young man alone and departed from this scene,  Please, I dare you to try something."
      As he drew his sword the large hooded man laughed and began to power up using energy from a store light.  While he powered up he said " Oh you do not want to do battle with me.  I can kick any Keebler elfs ass."   With that being said the large man removed his hood to show his face.  Despite a few stray streaks of gray in his short black hair and beard, the man was definately recognizable to the elven warrior.  The former hooded man then said "Suprise Armist.  I JayDen am still alive and that woman there is a time bomb waiting to explode."

Meanwhile a few blocks away

The smaller man of the two hooded man was bracing himself to battle the man mountain Fat Bastard.  Morphing his arms into guns, he armed himself to battle the volumnious one.   However before he could attack the Bastard of Fat (hey ran out of superhero metaphors for obese. eat me)
   
However before the young man could strike the Fat boy was wrapped in pipes. The kid looked into the crowd most of the people were in shock but there was woman who looked like she enjoy what happened to the bastard son of King Kong. lol.
  The smaller guy who about to laugh at the gurthy juggernaut, but the big man was not out of the fight yet. Captilizing on the smaller man fruit scented cologne the fat man used his nose to track the hooded child in a corner. However right before the Garguatian of Gith could sit and crush the young man a rather large man yelled "Whats going on here???"

While Fat Bastard was deporarily distracted the young man shape shifted his arms in rocket launcher, smiled and said "Mr. Hugh Jass, the proctolgosts will see you now." Before Fat Bastard could react the kid let loose a hugh blast aimed at the giants (ahem) postier.

 

[Reignfyre]

Armist

At the relevation, I simply smile, returning my sword to its holder.

"Of course, it's you, old ally. You must understand I had to make sure. You do realize that I have been away for quite a while."

"Enough talking, Keebler, we have work to do to. Get the kid."

"Aye," I say quickly moving to the young hero, "I still seriously doubt you can defeat me in battle, rook."

"Can it, Elf."

That's my way of joking around. My own pride will not allow me to tell a flat out joke, so I must go to an alternative. I don't answer him as I move the new guy away from the woman and await for when I may be needed with the woman.