WHO: Rot Team and those who will try to stop them.
WHERE: Washington D.C.
WHEN: Shortly after
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WARNINGS: Violence and desecration
SUMMARY: The Major was counting on the heroes of the City to not act in force to stop the nuke. He was wrong. Time for a monumental battle.
FORMAT: Whatever works.
NOTES: Don't forget to add your character's
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--And, somehow, it was supremely unsatisfying.
He bit back a sneer. None of this did anything to erase his problems back home. None of it brought back the soothing, maddening sounds of his mother's voice. For Cavil, that realization was maddening. Killing was supposed to be a perfect solution. And yet.
All that flew from his mind, however, as he caught sight of a metallic angel gliding over his head. Irony of ironies. This one he would take out. Using the sirens to propel his abilities, he aimed a psychic twist at Warren's neurons. He hoped to paralyze his muscles, too. Pull this ( ... )
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However, despite the fact that his body could not move, his metal wings could. Any attacks to his motor system put them in complete cruise control, and dozens and dozens of knives exploded from them in every direction--including a few straight at Cavil. The blades were made from advanced techno-organic metals and could cut almost anything in their path.
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"Don't move!"
Yelling commands, he thought numbly. That was sure to help. But he was quickly realizing that he was in over his head. He needed to slow this down, to think. If he could just get Warren to stay still a minute, maybe he could figure out a way to take him out.
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It had been too long since Sabretooth had been able to enjoy a good, long, genuine laugh that wasn't seeped in sarcasm or gallows' humor, but in pure joy. Two underpaid security guards scuttled out of their hidey-holes with handguns. Horrible shots. Bullets ground into the pavement or pinged off of the lamppost above Creed's head. If he didn't know any better, he'd say they were actually trying to miss. Probably couldn't stand the sight of blood, or the burden of murder.
But boy, Creed sure could. By the time he'd dropped one the other was running away, smelling like fear and urine. He grabbed the runner by the back of his neck, and just for kicks, bit off his ear. Blood running down his chin, vision getting a little hazy with a violent, blind lust. This was it. This was old times. Before being the X-Men's little pet, before the Glow, before Birdy... he was just an animal. A killer. All of a sudden he was starting to like it again. It was all coming back to him.
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She caught sight of Sabretooth not too far from them, and she gaped at just how bloodthirsty he was being. Oh, man. Turning her glow on to defense mode, she grabbed Alex by the arm and pointed. Kicking his butt wouldn't be too hard, yeah?
"Ohmigod, Alex. We need to stop him!"
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"We'll get him away from the civilians, then take him down. Together," he said shortly, fists already charged up with more power for the next round. They had a bomb to get to, and Creed was getting in their way.
It felt just like old times.
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"Well?" he grinned, spreading his arms wide as if he expected a hug, "Here I am, kids! All your Network shit-talk is coming down to this. What the fuck are you waiting for?"
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All the while, he watches for the incoming 'heroes', knowing that if they fail, he'll have no other option but to act on their behalf.]
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She has claimed this as her Tower of Despair. Here she will finally be a Queen.]
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So, Mistress of all Evil? There's a pink kid in a pink bubble flying towards your Tower of Despair. Just fyi.]
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"What is this, one of the signs of the apocolypse?"
But that didn't matter. He'd deal. There was a bomb that had to be defused.
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What is that pink bubble doing there, it ruins the view :|]
Diablo. Go.
[With an answering caw, the raven takes off from her shoulder and dives out of the window to investigate this pink glow.]
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But why was she here now? She was protecting the humans, obviously. Protecting the humans and those like her who had come from different worlds. This was something like a final admission, finally realizing that she could protect here just as she had at home. She was going to fight now, and she planned to do it as best she could. And she was no slouch when it came to a fight.
And so the Pokemon-turned-human appeared in the National Mall and looked around. She should probably engage someone... but who?
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She might be a good place to start.
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Let's just assume this is before fighting Maleficent maybe or something. Bah, the timeline can be straightened out later.
In most circles it's a bad idea, should one be a pink-haired female, to approach something covered in tentacles. Mew, however, is going to go ahead and approach in her pink bubble.
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"Ooooh, and what's this?"
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