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Heroes and Villains (RP); Good and Evil...
Topic Started: Feb 23 2009, 11:01 PM (3,562 Views)
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“Are none of you brave enough to take me alone?”

Wonder Girl sneered as she heard this comment.

"Bravery? Is threatening countless innocent lives bravery? This isn't sport! We're not here to 'challenge' you, we're here to make sure that this madness ends! We could care less about how great you think you are, or what you're trying to prove!"

Wonder Girl twirled her magic lasso, attempting to bind Ethan Vire.
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Detroit

"So lemme get this straight? New York City is a place full of cars?"

"Yup!"

"And said cars....They go really fast?"

"I guess so!"

"Like really really--drag racing fast"

"As fast as you want them too I supose"

................"I'M SO IN!"

Sari and Bumblebee were busy getting ready for their trip to New York, both gathering what they needed and Sari placing in the passenger seats behind her. Bumblebee was currently in the middle of asked a million question, for it wasn't until the mention of fast cars that hesaw this as a potentially fun activity.

Of course Sari didn't mention the massive traffic jams...Nor did she mention if they were caught speeding in a major city they would probably be sent straight to jail...At least right now he was happy about their assignment!

"So what else is in New York?" Bee asked before transforming with a loud noise into a compact yellow car. Sari climbed aboard and buckled her seatbelt.

"Well ive never been but dad says there's lots of parks and cool shops and places to eat. He said it's even bigger than Detroit! Oh and there are tons of people!"

"The more adoring fans for me!" Bumblebee stated. If a car could grin he would be doing so. Sari rolled her crimson eyes.

"Lets just go"
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Starfire watched the spectacle. This was just another villain, and he would be brought down like all the others. Seeing Raven's idea, Starfire floated up into the air and started tossing Starbolts directly at Ethan trying to buy Raven some time! Of course if they hit they would still be quite painful.

Robin stood by, calculating.

New York

Peter watched his brother finish his speech and walk off stage towards a bald man where the two shared a conversation. Even from his distant he could see who this man was. Peter shook his head and turned invisible. It was time to check up on some things.

Diner

Hiro shook his head. "There is always time for more waffles!" he exclaimed. He had not seen Sylar enter or leave.


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Los Angeles


(ES, Templar Division's existance is a secret from the general public. And there's nothing on agent Vidit's equipment that says "S.H.I.E.L.D." or "Templar Division" or something. There are plenty of crosses, but those are about the only symbols on there.)

As Gallic came down with his thrust, Vidit held up his shield and ducked.

He was intending to have Gallic hit his shield, then he would somewhat roll/shift, thrusting his shield and hoping to send Gallic sprawling behind him!

"He is no man!" Vidit cried towards the police, as a warning.

He had felt what Raven was doing, and wanted to intervene, but if he left Gallic with the police...
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(The men are all underneath Armquist, who is aware of S.H.I.E.L.D and Templar. I seriously doubt a normal person would be walking around in Templar equipment either. Especially considering you described them as "modern day" knights.)

Los Angeles

The SWAT was beginning to close in on Ethan. Others were working on keeping onlookers away.

The police man raised his gun at Gallic. "Put your hands up!" He yelled. Though his voice was shaky, nervous even.
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-Los Angeles-

Ethan roared. Raven’s soul self was flying at him, he was being lassoed, and starbolts were flying at him.

This wasn’t a good day for the super strong villain.

As the smoke died down from the starbolts, Ethan seemed very calm. Wounded, but calm.

He was not a stupid man. Before he discovered his power, Ethan had been an intelligent man…

He knew it was pointless to try and fight all these people at once.

“Fine then…” Ethan grinned, holding his hands up, “I give up…Take me in…”

He could be patient…

Gallic, meanwhile, laughed. As Vidit thrust his shield back, he dug his feet into the ground, and used the trash can he had to block the thrust, but was knocked back a little, but still standing.

Glancing at the cop, he laughed, waving his hand, his gun flying off to the side with a clatter.

“It seems like we villains are outnumbered…” Gallic smiled. Suddenly, he jumped back, throwing the trash can lid at Didymus, then summoning fire around him, letting it billowing forward, in order to give him time to escape!

-New York City: Petrelli Rally-

As Lex Luthor left, Nathan Petrelli headed to his limo…Things were only beginning for this junior senator.

-Diner-

“If you keep eating all these waffles, you’re going to have trouble being a hero,” Ando sighed, “I don’t know if the Ando-Cycle will fit you as well.”
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Los Angeles

The SWAT had seen a villain give in. Strange, considering most fought till there was nothing left to fight. The group came forth, placing a strange pair of handcuffs onto Ethan's wrists. They seemed to glow a strange color.

"Anything you say can and will be used against you." One officer said, like it was a normal arrest.

Placing Ethan in an armored car, the team prepared to leave. One approached the super heroes.

"Good work. If you wish, we can hold the press off for enough time for you all to escape..." This man said. Suddenly, he got a call on his communicator.

"This is Captain Strong." He said, picking it up. "Yes...mm hm...roger." He hung up the communicator to his holster.

"Seems we got another villain. Hope you don't mind-" The captain said. With that he turned and began talking to another man about setting a perimeter.

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The officer did a dodge, and grabbed his gun. "Freeze!" He yelled, holding up his gun.

But Gallic was gone.

He then grabbed his communicator.

"Captain? This is Johnson. We got a demon-ish creature on the run. Backup would be nice. Roger. Over-and-out." The officer said.

"Alright, they'll be setting up a perimeter. Maybe we can catch him." The officer said, looking to Vidit.

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One man stood inside the armored car with Ethan. He was armed with a gun, and had on the normal armor. He looked to Ethan, and nodded.

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Outside, the cars began to drive away, including the armored vehicle. Flanking the armored vehicle were two police cars.

The lot was left with Zero and all the other supers taking part in the fight, along with police asking nearby onlookers about the incident.
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Los Angeles

(Wait, so Armquist told LAPD and SWAT regulars about Templar Division? Or are they more "elite" agents simply disguised as LAPD/SWAT?)

Vidit deflected the thrown lid, but Gallic was already running.

He quickly activated his own comm gear, and said into it, (his helmet did not project his voice out to the surrounding LAPD/SWAT, though).

"Agent Vidit here. Possible demon fleeing. Pursue, or-" he looked back towards Raven-"continue with present assignment?"
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(The latter. I was to explain that later, but guess now I don't have too. They want to keep organizations secret, so they are in disguise.)

Los Angeles

Somebody had been watching the whole show with Ethan Vire. It was a black colored cyborg.

"Ethan didn't deserve to use his powers anyway." The figure said to himself. "He simply gets in my way to show I'm the strongest. And I guess that's my brother." He now said looking to Zero.

Bass chuckled, before fleeing when a helicopter was in sight. He used teleportation, and had escaped.

New York

A figure watch Nathan walk to his limo.

That's when he made his move. Out of the shadows came the same portly man with the jagged mustache from the crowd. This guy knew Nathan had money. And a good amount too.

Wario looked to Nathan. His voice was gruff, and it seemed loud.

"Mr. Petrelli, I presume? Let's make this short. I know you...have tons of resources. I could use some...Financial resources...but-aw, to heck with it." Wario said. "Just give me all the money you have on you, and I won't wreck your limo here."
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-Los Angeles-

Ethan merely chuckled as he was put into the car. He flexed his arms slightly in the strange hand cuffs. He snorted. “Please…Nothing can hold me unless I allow it to…”

He glanced to the armored man in the car, but didn’t acknowledge him.

Meanwhile, Ethan had run off, smiling as he walked down a sidewalk, a few blocks away.

“Hold it!” a police officer yelled suddenly, seeing Gallic, part of the perimeter.

“What seems to be the problem officer?” Gallic wondered. The cop paused, relaxing.

“Uhhh…There’s a dangerous person around here…And…”

“Oh? Thank you for telling me,” Gallic said, “I hope you find him.”

“Right…right…” the cop said, “Carry on.”

“Thank you,” Gallic grinned, then set off…Soon, he’d be gone…for now.

-New York City: Outside the Petrelli Rally-

Nathan raised an eyebrow, not saying anything as several men in suits appeared, all aiming their guns at Wario.

“I’m a public official…We have bodyguards,” Nathan sighed, “I suggest you give yourself up peacefully.”
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Los Angeles

The guard in the car merely shook his head. Another "big-shot." Villains weren't what they used to be.
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When General Armquist caught word of a demon, he became infuriated.

"What? A demon? I don't care if it's Satan himself! He must be captured. I want this whole city inspected to the smallest grain of dirt!" Armquist yelled. "Gentleman, failure is not an option."

New York

Wario laughed. It was a wheezy, rough laughter that could be heard by everyone around.

"Oh no, I wouldn't want to do that now, mate." He said between laughing.

He scanned Petrelli and began to flex his muscles. Cracking his knuckles, he turned to the limo, and picked it up off the ground. The chauffeur came tumbling out, and Wario slammed it onto the ground.

"I warned ya." Wario shouted.

Using the limo for a shield from any gun fire, he backed away toward an open alleyway. Using the limo, he sealed the entrance to the alley, and began to walk away. He noticed a nearby homeless person staring at him with surprise.

"Get used to it." Was all Wario said.

When he got to the other side of the alley, he hopped on his motorcycle, and drove away.
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Detroit

The trip to New York should have taken about 10 hours...Of course that was for people who were not best friends with giant transforming robots from another planet....For Sari and Bumblebee it took less than half of that, Sari curled up comfortably in the passenger's seat asleep and Bumble speeding down the highway at breakneck speeds.


By the time Sari woke up they were approaching the city, it's silouette in the distance.
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-Los Angeles-

Gallic walked along the streets, blending into the crowd with a small smile, moving away.

Meanwhile, back where the battle had taken place.

“Man, that guy seemed wound up a bit to tight,” Beast Boy commented, pointing to the cop car where Ethan was at the moment, and making a circular motion with his other hand.

“Yah, well, something tells me we got off easier then we should have,” Cyborg said, “Not that I’m complaining.”

Beast Boy then grinned, rubbing his hands together. He was in L.A…

“Alright! Let’s get to Hollywood! This could be my big break! I can be a star!” Beast Boy grinned, holding his arms up, “The ladies will love me up on the big screen!”

-New York City-

“Should we…stop him?” a red headed young boy wondered, watching Wario get on his bike. A girl in a blue tank top shook her head.

“No Galv…” she sighed, “We have to stay low…”

“Okay Maize…” Galv nodded, frowning. He didn’t see why he could stop him. A lightning bolt, and he could easily disable the motorcycle…

Meanwhile. Nathan had pulled out his cell phone to get another car, as a few others called the police and other necessary things.

However, Nathan smiled slightly. Being attacked by a super after giving a speech on how dangerous they could be, and needing more strict laws governing them? He couldn’t have made that better if he had paid that guy to attack him…
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New York

Wario chuckled. He wasn't expecting to get anything out of Petrelli. But, all villains had to make their name somewhere. And he would be known as the guy who tried to mug Nathan.

Los Angeles

Zero gave one last look to the scene. Giving a respectful nod to the heroes, he turned a reddish hue and disappeared in a flash.

Meanwhile, the captain of this group approached the Titans.

"Not so fast, we may need your help. We have a few police cars flanking the vehicle, but we may need a better escort. You guys are supers. I would prefer for you to help us." Captain Strong said with a touch of respect.
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New York Docks

(Need… to… RP!)

A dark, abandoned warehouse in a seedy shipping district in one of New York’s most run down harbors. A more cliché place for a villainous meeting there never was, except perhaps for a secret volcano lair.

Shipping crates were stacked up high on either side of the room, with large steel drums stacked in front of them. The lights were few and dim, but that was fine for the two parties meeting in the old warehouse.

One group consisted of about fifteen men, all wearing what looked like military uniforms beneath heavy coats. The uniforms did not belong to the U.S. military – or indeed, any modern-day army. The guns, though, were quite modern and very real. This group was led by a tall, blond man with a red beret who stood before all the others. At his side were three, medium-sized metal suitcases.

The second group was only two people, one male and one female. They stood on the opposite end of the warehouse, both had smiles ripped across their faces. The woman was slender, with white makeup on her face and black lipstick. She wore a jester’s outfit of black and red, and carried a large revolver in her hands.

The man was dressed in a purple suit, atop a green shirt. His face was chalk-white too, but not from makeup. His lips were ruby red and his hair as green as grass – all the result of a chemical accident.

“Gentleman; no, Comrades! Thank you for coming!” Joker grinned, taking a bow to the Russians. “The only thing more cliché than meeting in a abandon shipping warehouse at the docks, is meeting with former Soviet soldiers who have turned into weapon’s dealers.”

The man in the red beret stepped forward. “We did not come all the way to America to be mocked by a clown.”

“Aw, the Colonel’s not a fan of my humor, Harle.” Joker lamented.

“Sorry, Mistah Jay.” Harley Quinn shrugged to her partner-in-crime/lover.

“Oh well. You bring the goods, Colonel?” Joker demanded.

“Yes. As you asked.” The Colonel indicated the three steel suitcases.

“Oh goodie, goodie, goodie!” Joker was practically giddy, clapping his hands together and licking his lips. “I really owe ya, buddy. My old jokes have gotten stale… but I think this is just the BANG I need to really liven the act up… Ha… Hahah…. Ahahahaahahahahahaha!”

Joker threw his head back and cackled like the madman he was. Harley giggled. The Russian Colonel seemed a bit put off by the whole display.

“I notice… Mister Joker… that you have no duffle bag, no brief case, no container of any kind by you.” The Colonel stepped forward, sizing the Clown Prince of Crime up.

“And?” Joker raised a green eyebrow.

“And I’m wondering where my money is.” The Colonel replied.

“Oh! That.” Joker shrugged. “You know, I hate people like you. You’ve got no principals, Colonel! You’d sell dangerous toys to really dangerous boys, like me, just because I offered you enough cash. Tch. Honestly, I can’t think of anyone who irritates me more.”

“What about Bats?” Harley Quinn asked.

Joker instantly rounded on her, apparently unhappy. He gave her a soft smile. “Harley, darling… you know I love ya… but one of these days I’m going to snap your skinny neck.”

To the Colonel and his men, it seemed like a lover’s spat – psycho edition. Though in reality, the moment the Joker turned his back on the former Soviet army squad, they should have opened fire. They did not – and it proved to be a final mistake.

Joker pushed a button on a remote he’d had hidden up his sleeve; and then he quickly spun around and kicked the Colonel in the leg, knocking him off balance. He grabbed him, after hitting him in the stomach to keep him from resisting, and covered his mouth and nose with a small black device that tied around his head on a string – a kind of breathing filter.

It was obvious why. The moment he’d pressed that button, a thick green gas has leaked from the shipping drums lining either side of the wall. Harley Quinn was wearing a more traditional gas mask, having slipped it on in a second. The Colonel was dumbfounded, and by the time he recovered his senses, his entire unit had taken on appearances similar to Joker, and all were laughing… and dying.

“So, Colonel, here’s the deal; there is no money. I want the code to arm the weapons. Write it down.” Joker handed him a piece of paper and a pen. “That mask won’t stop your infection, by the way, it just slows it down…”

The Colonel’s eyes widened in horror. “Then, I will…?”

“Die? We all have to sometime.” Joker shrugged. “But there IS an antidote. I can promise that my Joker Gas won’t be what kills you, if you give me the code.” Joker gave him a large grin.

The Colonel wrote fast, and then shoved the paper back into Joker’s hand. Joker looked at the code, was apparently satisfied, and turned off the gas. Then he nodded to Harley – who promptly shot the Colonel.

“I only said the gas wouldn’t kill him… ha… hahaha… never mentioned bullets… ahhahaha…. AHAHAHAHAHAAH!” Joker laughed once more, clearly delighted by his own murderous madness.

Then he turned to Harley. “I’ll grab two of the suitcases, you get the third.” He bounced towards the three steel suitcases and quickly snatched two up, swinging them around in his arms as if he had not a care in the world.

As Harley reached for the third suitcase, Joker gave her one final warning. “Be careful with that, babe . . . it’s not a toy, it’s a Soviet made Suitcase Nuke.”

He grinned. “Yup. That’s right. Joker’s got three miniature nukes to play with!”

Just as he started to laugh, Harley had a question. “Who are you talking to, Pudding?”

“Eh, breaking the fourth wall.” Joker shrugged.

Harley paused. “Um . . . considering we just killed a bunch of people and stole some nukes… dontcha think this might be too serious of a situation to do that?”

Joker glared. “I’m the freakin’ Joker! If the girl and boy who live in a giant letter can get away with it, so can I, damn it! Now come on, there’s something else I want to do before we leave New York!”

Harley paused. “What’s that?”

Joker grinned. “Oh, you know… kill Petrelli. Ha… Hahaha… Ahahahahahahahaah!”
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