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LET THEM KNOW WE
WONT BACK DOWN
a marvel/dc roleplay
We All Fall Down [Plot Thread]
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Post by The NPC on Nov 26, 2012 18:25:54 GMT -5
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[/color] Who: Jerry Tucker, Black Mask, Keegan Slate, Beast Where: Texas What: The Attack Threads. Clyde Angeles's final part of phase one is now underway and SHIELD is now at risk of falling. When: After the interrogation of Dominique Falcone, it is revealed that something wicked was coming. Notes: There is to be no killing of the main players. For the people who are coming to the aid of our heroes it is up to you to decide how and when they come into the thread to help. Let the games begin! - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - [/color] History. It held events of the past though only major. In different locations but at the same exact time separate happenings would occur. While those who slept were cradled in their dreamland across the globe there were people that moved about, buzzing like the drones they were. It would be foolish for one to think that in a sea of billions they actually mattered. For each good deed a person could muster it was often times turned a blind eye. Those who lived lavishly in their millions were recognized for their sin. It was such a twisted world Earth had played out to become. Minds quick to reform, to change, to try something new, bold, and daring revolutionized every single era of man. With century there has been something to marvel from the humans of Earth and it was quite possibly the one astounding feature. Today marked a day that was to go down in the history books, if all is not covered from the public eye. There was a man who had an idea. Clyde Angeles, real estate entrepreneur and scheming billionaire, thought of anarchy and power. He was a human who allowed his pride, greed, and vanity take hold. But he knew his time was short. When a man came forward with an idea of a revolution, it would be his life taken that shows the revolt. It would spread like wildfire soon after as those who were given the opportunity, given the mere thought, would carry it to the end. They would run those who were against them into the ground without a second thought. The Angeles Ball had been a success. Slowly the heroes of the world gathered into one large mansion in Washington DC, either in attending or for the rescue mission. Loki Laufeyson, the demi-god of Lies; Bane, Gotham's cerebral assassin; and Jonathan Crane, the holder of nightmares. Three villians who were involved in the plot to destroy SHIELD from the inside out. After questioning by Malaki Amherst, he had the locations provided by Dominique Falcone to which something terrible would be happening. There was no explanation, just the warning of what she had heard through the grapevine. The Avengers Mansion, an area in North Carolina, Manhattan, New York, Metropolis, and Gotham City. Fury dispatched Captain America to North Carolina, a top secret building laid underground which contained many dangerous objects and people. Loki's scepter was currently housed in the facility. Amelia Smith was dispatched to Metropolis, home of Superman. Natasha Romanov was dispatched to Gotham City. Clint Barton was dispatched to Los Angeles. Danii Washington was dispatched to the Avengers Mansion. Sharon Carter, Michael Morbius, and Johnny Storm remained on the Hellicarrier. Bradley and Vaughn had been dispatched to one of the main research areas in Manhattan. Jerry Tucker was currently present in Texas, servers went down at another SHIELD location the night before. Zara was still present in Gotham's Arkham Asylum. So far everything seemed normal. Their orders were to investigate every inch of the location they were given, look for anything that seemed out of the ordinary and if something did occur then they were to report to Fury immediately. [/blockquote][/center]
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Post by Deleted on Feb 14, 2013 1:27:47 GMT -5
|------------------------------------------| To start, Bruce wasn't the type to kill not even a fly. He let the green guy do all the fighting and killing, but he believed his human side could've done a bigger part. Maybe Bruce would accomplish his mission in his regular form. The act of transformation wasn't a cake walk, nor fun. Bruce hated the pain, and the stress it would cause on his skinny limp body. He hated the fact that the Hulk controlled his emotions, but he knew he had to live with it. In reality, Bruce always took the green guy for granted because of the trouble it got him in. After defeating Loki and his army, he feared S.H.I.E.L.D would've turned on him so he went back into hiding. Soon after, Bruce was needed for missions. Villains were seen invading multiple S.H.I.E.L.D facilities, and everyone believed the one in Texas was next.
Whoever dared attacked this facility, would've been dealt a bad hand. Bruce only hoped he wouldn't have to bring the green guy out to play, because he didn't want the Hulk to start attacking his allies like he's done in the past. Thaal Sinestro and the famous Wonder Woman all fell victim to the Hulk's anger, but all were forgiving. Sinestro had come off as an ass, but the green lanterns were known to always be them. As soon as Bruce's helicopter landed inside the large barricaded facility he was immediately escorted to the lab, by a heavily armed high ranking official of S.H.I.E.L.D. "We need you to consult with our scientists on a few experiments with your time being here... After all you are the genius of Gamma radiation... Oh! and Dr. Hank Mccoy will be arriving here soon.. He will be honored to meet you" spoke the official as they walked deeper in the bunkered facility. "We won't be needing your help if the facility is attacked, I think we have all the manpower we need to stop a coup attempt" he added as Bruce followed. "If you say so" muttered Banner as they entered through into the large laboratory.
Whilst in the lab, Bruce consulted with a few scientists. The classified experiments were to never leave the base, nor their mouths. If anyone were to ever speak a word, then they would've been thrown in a federal prison and charged with treason. Bruce threw on a pair of gloves and started concocting multiple soluble solutions together, showing the scientists how to articulate the calculations of gamma through formulas. From out of nowhere a loud bang, echoed throughout the halls of the facility, suddenly following a loud siren. The impact of the blast was so loud, that it sent everyone diving to cover in fear for their lives. Following the loud bang, a loud cackling sound continued to echo more and more. A nearby guard's walkie talkie emitted a loud and familiar voice, "WE'VE BEEN SURPRISED, AND WE'RE BEING OVERRUN... THERE'S TOO MANY OF TH--" The sound of the loud cackling noise took over, and then suddenly the collapse of a body. The high ranking SHIELD official had been killed, no doubt about it. Bruce's heart rate suddenly started to increase, as the sound of a high powered machine gun continued to rattle throughout the hall ways.
A scientist sprinted over towards a console and rapidly typed on the keyboard. Suddenly a large block of chrome steal, shielded the double doors. With the doors sealed completely shut, the cackling of nearby gunfire continued and continued for a good ten or fifteen minutes. Bruce laid on the ground continuing to take cover, but was soon given a pistol from the guard. The loud exchanging cackling seemed like it continued for hours, even though it'd only been five minutes. All of a sudden, there was only one single person shooting. Everything had remarkably gone quiet. Bruce continued to aim at the door, while the guard focused on his walkie-talkie "Alpha come in... Alpha come in... is it okay to come out, is the place secured? Alpha do you re--" another loud explosion echoed only this time it was closer. The entire chrome wall flew straight off its hinges. The explosion deafened the thin scientist as he began firing his pistol blindly into the hazy smoke. From out of nowhere, the loud cackling pounded Bruce's cover position. "NO!... STAY IN COVER!" yelled Bruce as one of the scientist next to him sprinted from cover in fear. The scientist was hit multiple times in the back, killing him instantly. Bruce fired more rounds of his pistol, but turned to see why the guard had stopped shooting , but found him dead with multiple bullet wounds. The other two scientists feared for their lives as they stayed in cover, hoping somebody would stop whoever was committing these atrocities.
Bruce decided if he were to stay behind the small desk any longer, that he would've been shredded to pieces by this unknown imposter. Bruce's heart rate increased more and more, which then started up the beeping of his heart rate watch. 'Oh great, now they know where I'm at' thought the thin scientist as he gritted his teeth trying to hold his anger back. Bruce leaped from his cover position and sprinted towards new cover, but heard the cackling once more. Bruce suddenly felt a deep burning sensation pierce his left shoulder, making him collapse face first into the concrete floor. The impact had shattered his eyeglasses completely, but that was the least of his worries. Bruce clutched his shoulder, and screamed in pain over the beeping of his heart rate watch. He gritted his teeth, as he heard the intruders draw nearer and nearer towards Bruce's position, "WHAT THE HELL DO YOU WANT?" asked Bruce as he tried hard in looking at the villains, but only saw a blur. sweat poured from the scientist's face, as the transformation to the Hulk was around the corner.
|------------------------------------------| Tag: Everyone Outfit: HEREWord Count: ? OOC: Bruce will prepare to turn into the Hulk! BEWARE!!
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Post by Pamela "Poison Ivy" Isley on Feb 14, 2013 15:47:33 GMT -5
Ivy had been on the scene for hours; scouting, surveying, spying. She had calculated the easiest way in, only a few guards on the outside that she would need to dispatch in whatever way took her fancy. She watched intently as the good Doctor Banner entered the building. He could be trouble. Whilst he intrigued her, she did not want to have to deal with a Hulk this evening. She'd seen the aftermath of the carnage he could, and most probably would, cause. No time for doubts though, it was show time.
With her green corset and trousers clinging to every curve, and her jacket slightly kicking out behind her she approached the first guard, sauntering as she went. She had several ways of getting the job done, and she liked to mix it up a little, just to keep the act fresh.
Biting her bottom lip, with her best concerned face she looked up at him with big green eyes, through thick green lashes 'I was wondering if you might be able to help me please, Sir?' Immediately his stance relaxed a little. Her heavy breathing as she spoke wasn't just for the added sex appeal, but also to make sure as many pheromones were heading his way as possible. She was about to continue when a large explosion interrupted their conversation. She rolled her eyes and signed; she did so hate to be disturbed.
Her act had been broken and before the guard could blink she jerked her arm forward, palm up, breaking his nose and knocking him unconscious in one move. She entered the building via the door behind him, heading deeper through the complex labyrinth of corridors, until she came upon the belly of the beast. The thundering noises had ceased for now, and she looked round the corner into the room first, before deciding that it was in fact safe to enter.
'Well, well, well, it seems the party started without me,' she said with a laugh in her voice. Her eyes fell upon the crumpled form of Bruce Banner. She grinned as she walked towards him, at first a little cautious but then unable to stop herself. 'Doctor Banner, what a pleasure it is to meet you, though it could have been under slightly better circumstances,' she wasn't kidding either, she quite enjoyed his work; regardless, she ignored his question. Now that she could get a good look at his face, she saw he was actually quite cute. She knelt beside him, feeling a little bad for the guy. 'Let me give you some friendly advice, sit tight, stay out of trouble and this will all be over soon enough.' She hoped that the pheromones were doing their job and that he wasn't about to turn into a giant green monster with her so close by.
She would have continued, but other things took priority at this point. She stood, and brushed herself down, and went over to the guy in charge.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 18, 2013 0:20:17 GMT -5
The bullet Bruce had taken seared with pain, as he kept pressure on the wound. From afar, Bruce could hear the slow sounds of high heels clicking across the tiled floor. Looking up at the very attractive woman, Banner's heart rate slowly started to decrease. The woman smelled absolutely beautiful, a smell that Bruce hadn't smelled since his mother passed away. Her beauty lit up the entire room, along with her scent. 'I... I think I know this woman' thought Bruce as he watched her. Bruce thought back, and remembered seeing her face in the NPC. Poison Ivy was her name! Bruce crab walked backwards trying very hard to stay away from Ivy. She happened to be very dangerous, and on the verge of insanity it was said.
He watched as she knelt beside him, but Bruce turned away not trying to look her in the eye. Her powerful sweet scent, became unbearable the closer she was.'Let me give you some friendly advice, sit tight, stay out of trouble and this will all be over soon enough' she spoke as she stood back up and walked towards the helpless scientists. Bruce slowly stood up, still applying pressure to his shoulder. He snagged the nearby pistol and aimed it at the dangerous and infamous Poison Ivy. "Not so fast!" exclaimed the scientist as he continued pointing the gun at the woman's slender back.
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The Crime King
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Post by Roman "Black Mask" Sionis on Feb 27, 2013 2:47:39 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true]They say I'm unforgiven and I have to pay They say that I turn innocence to panic But I don't care
Too many of them indeed. It had been the blast from one of Roman's own guns that silenced the radio transmission. He had signaled his own men to leave the man alive until he arrived. Black mask wanted them to know that there was nothing that could be done. Would be done to stop him from causing the distraction assigned to himself and a one Pamela Isley. Who he held prior engagements with she was a fellow rogue from Gotham city. Though he was not sure if she was apart of the total plan this Angles man held or not. Or rather if she had been picked by that infernal Falcone woman to help.
Oh well, it mattered not. Once Roman had removed his foot from the now dead guard's torso he and his men would but continue forward, Having taken out the bulk that had been stirred by Ivy's own brand of entrance. Which had been nothing but simply opening the door for Roman's men to take everything out.
And he was rather enjoying himself for the time being. Watching the crimson shades of gore splatter the wall. It was only a minute or two that passed before he came across the man who had the misfortune of still breathing but bearing a broken nose. Roman had a rule, No survivors. Ever.
"Sloppy bitch" He muttered under his breath and under the black wood of his mask about the man's living nature before pulling the trigger of his desert eagle, the hammer pulling back, triggering the firing pin to slide, igniting the powder pushing the bullet out of the muzzle as the slide rocked back to eject the casing. Fool was dead before the word go. They all were.
Roman turned to his men as he heard her voice and the voice of another. "No one makes it past these doors, got it?" They understood and responded with silence. They were armed to the teeth, no one was getting through.
The Black Mask himself entered the room, Why had she not just put the moves on the man yet? "This aint the time to play your little games Ivy, get the shit you want, if you want anything, Time to go. Its clear save for him" Though Roman's secondary team were on their own accord. Planting high-tech plastic explosives around the building. Was going to be one hell of a fireworks show tonight.
And Roman, Held the detonator on his person. He would bring the whole building down around himself if need be.
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Post by Pamela "Poison Ivy" Isley on Mar 2, 2013 16:43:14 GMT -5
She turned back to Bruce as he spoke. She would have gone back over to him and persuaded him (in a way that only she could) to hand the gun over, and to calm down. A voice cut through though, so instead she gave Bruce a little wave and blew him a kiss before turning on her heel. She battled the urge to pout or roll her eyes at the guy in charge. She didn't know much about him, but she got the feeling she shouldn't mess with him. Her self preservation instinct had kicked in, and she didn't want to spend any more time with this guy than she had to. She assumed that she shouldn't look too closely at the mask, it might make him tetchy.... more tetchy than he already was.
'Fine. Are your guys ready to handle him, y'know, should he turn big, greeen and angry?' she asked giving Black Mask a sideways glance. She, for one, wasn't convinced by their abilites.
She knew there were things here that had to be valuable, even if they weren't obvious, such as diamonds and the like. The intellectual property in these four walls should fetch a pretty penny too. Papers had been scattered on the floor, she shifted through a few that were in arms reach, but kept half an eye on Bruce. If he even started to change, she was out of here.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 13, 2013 22:51:44 GMT -5
The women's aroma and scent filled the entire laboratory, as she walked from one place to the other. Bruce continued to follow the woman with the 9mm pistol, only hoping she'd cooperate with him. He wouldn't dare take a life, especially a women's. When Bruce was young, he'd always watch his father abuse his mother. The aggressiveness of his father would've taken her life, with a butcher knife right in front of the small boy's eyes. He never wanted to hear the screams and agony of a woman ever again. Even though the woman that stood before him had taken a lot of lives, she was still human and didn't deserve a painful death. Banner slowly lowered his pistol, sighing very heavily. He just didn't understand how the woman had easily slid through the defense. Bruce remembered spotting the AA guns that surrounded each corner of the facility, when he'd stepped off the chopper. He also remembered the army of SHIELD agents that were also present, but where the hell were they? Was somebody a spy for the other side? Bruce then began to realize that this woman wasn't alone.
Suddenly, more loud bangs echoed throughout the hall from afar. Bruce quickly turned his attention to the double doors Ivy had come through, preparing for whatever came his way. The pain in his shoulder continued to seer with pain, each time he lifted the firearm. "No one makes it past these doors, got it?" spoke a mysterious voice, as the sound of footsteps drew nearer. The doors quickly opened, revealing what seemed to be a man wearing a black skull upon his head who looked heavily armed. His eyes quickly widened as he took a step back, "This aint the time to play your little games Ivy, get the shit you want, if you want anything, Time to go. Its clear save for him." Bruce's heart rate slowly began to increase at Black Mask's words. He tried hard in holding back his adrenaline, but it wasn't happening.
Doctor Banner glanced over at Ivy, who then blew him a kiss. He watched as the aroma and beautiful smell began to increase around the lab. The woman was extraordinarily beautiful, but he knew all about her kiss of death. Poison Ivy was at the top of the list for most dangerous criminals in the new city of Gotham. She was also declared criminally insane, which made the doctor very weary of her. 'Fine. Are your guys ready to handle him, y'know, should he turn big, greeen and angry?' She'd spoken. Bruce gritted his teeth, as the anger began to rise more and more. He quickly stepped forward and shot his pistol into the air, "I CAN'T ALLOW YOU TO DO THAT!" yelled Bruce as he walked closer to Black Mask, now aiming very close the back of the man's black skull. "I don't know why you're here, or what your intentions are... But you both are making me angry" exclaimed Bruce as he continued holding the barrel inches away from Black Mask's cerebellum. Bruce's aim was very shaky, because of the fear and weakness of the gunshot wound. If this man were to try anything, then he would've been ready to pull the trigger. Bruce awaited the man's response, hoping he'd turn around to look down his barrel and hopefully inscribe fear.
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Post by Pamela "Poison Ivy" Isley on Mar 17, 2013 11:19:29 GMT -5
Their conversation was interrupted. Dr Banner was clearly distressed, which was exactly the opposite of what they needed. She wanted him as calm as possible; she didn't want a time bomb on their hands. She quickly gathered up two brown files and tucked them under her arm, they would do for now.
She had to do something. She didn't care what Black Mask might do or say, someone had to take control of the situation. 'I'm making you angry Bruce?' she asked, looking as if she had been wounded by the mere accusation. 'That is not what I wanted to do,' she said with a sad little shake of her head, her red curls shaking with her. 'I think we should all calm down though. This won't seem so bad then.' She walked up to Banner and put her hand over his own, the one that was pointing the weapon at Black Mask.
She gave him a flirty smile. 'You seem like a reasonable man Bruce, you shouldn't take anything he says to heart,' the voice she was using to speak to Banner was smooth and sweet, like syrup. She didn't try and take the gun from him, although if his grip loosened, she would. She was also ready in case he did shoot, she was ready to react, to try and push the gun away from Black Mask (though why she was doing anything for him was beyond her.)
She looked deep in Bruce's eyes, hoping to reach him, diffuse the situation, and get anything else that she came for and get out. She could go now if she absolutely had to. Files she could always get another time, she was not about to get his alter ego squish her.
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