Heritage Posted February 16, 2008 Posted February 16, 2008 Pleased with her success, Grim moves on to the next closest thug (who's currently still standing, that is) and takes a not-so-playful swipe at his chest. This is the way I fight best, taking advantage of confusion and panic; of course, being pretty much invisible also helps.
Heritage Posted February 16, 2008 Posted February 16, 2008 Pleased with her success, Grim moves on to the next closest thug (who's currently still standing, that is) and takes a not-so-playful swipe at his chest. This is the way I fight best, taking advantage of confusion and panic; of course, being pretty much invisible also helps.
Barnum Posted February 21, 2008 Author Posted February 21, 2008 The soldiers quickly realized that they were up against supers, so they pulled out the all the stops. The bosses and two of the other soldiers whipped out metal clubs and charged at Nightrival. It was instantly obvious that they had been trained to fight and to work as a team. Three of the soldiers attacked from the front while one of the bosses made his way behind Nightrival. The stocky man used his own teammates as a distraction and delivered a strong blow to the back of Nightrival's head. The remaining soldiers were having a much harder time fighting an opponent they couldn't see, so while one of them kept blasting away with his machine gun (which Grim easily dodged), the other ran to the back of the truck and pulled out a different kind of rifle. "See how you like that!" he yelled as he sent a wide jet of burning liquid shooting out into the garage in Grims general direction.
Barnum Posted February 21, 2008 Author Posted February 21, 2008 The soldiers quickly realized that they were up against supers, so they pulled out the all the stops. The bosses and two of the other soldiers whipped out metal clubs and charged at Nightrival. It was instantly obvious that they had been trained to fight and to work as a team. Three of the soldiers attacked from the front while one of the bosses made his way behind Nightrival. The stocky man used his own teammates as a distraction and delivered a strong blow to the back of Nightrival's head. The remaining soldiers were having a much harder time fighting an opponent they couldn't see, so while one of them kept blasting away with his machine gun (which Grim easily dodged), the other ran to the back of the truck and pulled out a different kind of rifle. "See how you like that!" he yelled as he sent a wide jet of burning liquid shooting out into the garage in Grims general direction.
Shadowboxer Posted February 21, 2008 Posted February 21, 2008 Suddenly, Nightrival feels a sharp shooting pain fill his head, and brilliant white stars cloud his vision. He rolls with the attack but since he's unable to see his assailant, Nightrival's timing is slightly off. He absorbs the brunt of the blow and his knees buckle under him, forcing him to tumble to the ground. He lies at the crooks' feet, unmoving.
Shadowboxer Posted February 21, 2008 Posted February 21, 2008 Suddenly, Nightrival feels a sharp shooting pain fill his head, and brilliant white stars cloud his vision. He rolls with the attack but since he's unable to see his assailant, Nightrival's timing is slightly off. He absorbs the brunt of the blow and his knees buckle under him, forcing him to tumble to the ground. He lies at the crooks' feet, unmoving.
Heritage Posted February 22, 2008 Posted February 22, 2008 Since when is it fair to use freakin' flamethrowers? Grim tries to dodge the flames, but she's never faced this kind of weapon before and misjudges the path of incineration; the fire licks her back, temporarily vaporizing part of her costume into gray mist before it quickly reforms over her slightly reddened skin, but she is able to avoid any serious injury. However, seeing Rival fall is far more alarming; he's down, and ever worse, he's surrounded. As quickly as she can, she heads for the boss who tagged her downed mentor and attempts to open his back up with her claws.
Heritage Posted February 22, 2008 Posted February 22, 2008 Since when is it fair to use freakin' flamethrowers? Grim tries to dodge the flames, but she's never faced this kind of weapon before and misjudges the path of incineration; the fire licks her back, temporarily vaporizing part of her costume into gray mist before it quickly reforms over her slightly reddened skin, but she is able to avoid any serious injury. However, seeing Rival fall is far more alarming; he's down, and ever worse, he's surrounded. As quickly as she can, she heads for the boss who tagged her downed mentor and attempts to open his back up with her claws.
Barnum Posted February 23, 2008 Author Posted February 23, 2008 The soldier with the flame thrower kept blasting the area long after Grim was gone. After a few moments, he called two of the other soldiers over and they began fishing around in the back of the truck looking for additional "creative" weaponry to fight the superheros. The rest of the bad guys kept wailing away on Nightrival. Grim began working toward breaking up the assault, but in the ferocity of the melee, her attack missed. The boss that she attacked took a swing at the air with his metal club, but Grim was long gone from that spot.
Barnum Posted February 23, 2008 Author Posted February 23, 2008 The soldier with the flame thrower kept blasting the area long after Grim was gone. After a few moments, he called two of the other soldiers over and they began fishing around in the back of the truck looking for additional "creative" weaponry to fight the superheros. The rest of the bad guys kept wailing away on Nightrival. Grim began working toward breaking up the assault, but in the ferocity of the melee, her attack missed. The boss that she attacked took a swing at the air with his metal club, but Grim was long gone from that spot.
Shadowboxer Posted February 23, 2008 Posted February 23, 2008 Nightrival struggles to his feet but the crooks' crushing blows hammer him back down to the ground. He winces as the rifle butts pound into his spine, sending flares of searing hot pain into his neck and shoulders. Mom . . . dad . . . I'm sorry . . .
Shadowboxer Posted February 23, 2008 Posted February 23, 2008 Nightrival struggles to his feet but the crooks' crushing blows hammer him back down to the ground. He winces as the rifle butts pound into his spine, sending flares of searing hot pain into his neck and shoulders. Mom . . . dad . . . I'm sorry . . .
Heritage Posted February 24, 2008 Posted February 24, 2008 No! Grim's nostrils flare and she practically snarls when she sees the villainous thugs pounding on her helpless mentor. You will not take him away from me! Heart racing, she tears at the nearest SOB, and in her near-berserk rage, moves on to her next victim.
Heritage Posted February 24, 2008 Posted February 24, 2008 No! Grim's nostrils flare and she practically snarls when she sees the villainous thugs pounding on her helpless mentor. You will not take him away from me! Heart racing, she tears at the nearest SOB, and in her near-berserk rage, moves on to her next victim.
Barnum Posted February 24, 2008 Author Posted February 24, 2008 Grim, in her fury, quickly dispatched the boss and another soldier. The two who remained stopped pounding on the downed Nightrival, preferring instead to run away from the invisible hero. They quickly made for the van, just a Nightrival was getting to his feet. Two of the other soldiers stepped forward, still armed with the fame throwers. They blasted the area with burning liquid. "That'll show 'em!" he said confidently.
Barnum Posted February 24, 2008 Author Posted February 24, 2008 Grim, in her fury, quickly dispatched the boss and another soldier. The two who remained stopped pounding on the downed Nightrival, preferring instead to run away from the invisible hero. They quickly made for the van, just a Nightrival was getting to his feet. Two of the other soldiers stepped forward, still armed with the fame throwers. They blasted the area with burning liquid. "That'll show 'em!" he said confidently.
Shadowboxer Posted February 24, 2008 Posted February 24, 2008 Nightrival takes a few short breaths to refocus. The pain in his back and shoulders rapidly melt away. "Thanks, kid," he says to Grim. "Ya did go -- " Suddenly, a wave of fire comes surging towards him. He ducks but he doesn't quite get low enough, and the flames wash over his left shoulder. A sharp shocking pain bites deep into him as the fire roars in his ears. Luckily, Nightrival saw the attack in his peripheral vision and shifted far enough away from the flames. The flamethrowers only burn off a portion of his costume and redden the flesh underneath. Nightrival straightens up and shrugs his singed shoulder. He stares coldly at the crooks. "My turn." Cartwheeling towards them, he somersaults over the head of the one standing at the forefront, landing in the middle of three miscreants poised on the left side of the truck. Nightrival swings his back leg high and slams his foot into a goon standing behind the others with a butterfly kick. He drops to the ground and bashes the other two crooks with the same kick, twirling in the air like a furious tornado.
Shadowboxer Posted February 24, 2008 Posted February 24, 2008 Nightrival takes a few short breaths to refocus. The pain in his back and shoulders rapidly melt away. "Thanks, kid," he says to Grim. "Ya did go -- " Suddenly, a wave of fire comes surging towards him. He ducks but he doesn't quite get low enough, and the flames wash over his left shoulder. A sharp shocking pain bites deep into him as the fire roars in his ears. Luckily, Nightrival saw the attack in his peripheral vision and shifted far enough away from the flames. The flamethrowers only burn off a portion of his costume and redden the flesh underneath. Nightrival straightens up and shrugs his singed shoulder. He stares coldly at the crooks. "My turn." Cartwheeling towards them, he somersaults over the head of the one standing at the forefront, landing in the middle of three miscreants poised on the left side of the truck. Nightrival swings his back leg high and slams his foot into a goon standing behind the others with a butterfly kick. He drops to the ground and bashes the other two crooks with the same kick, twirling in the air like a furious tornado.
Heritage Posted February 26, 2008 Posted February 26, 2008 I hate frickin' flamethrowers! At first Grim is prepared for the worst, but she releases a sigh of relief when she sees Rival is okay; shortly thereafter, the young heroine's jaw drops as she watches the breathtaking display of butt-kicking NR puts on. Wow - there is no way I can compete with that, so I won't even try. Still invisible, she decides to trash the shipment as best she can; Grim grabs the black bricks out of the crates two at a time, and whips them as hard as she can at the goons standing at the back of the truck. She softly hums 'The Blue Danube' to herself as she goes into a sort of spinning, hopping dance, partly out of sheer mischievous enjoyment and partly to avoid any angry flames that might shoot her way.
Heritage Posted February 26, 2008 Posted February 26, 2008 I hate frickin' flamethrowers! At first Grim is prepared for the worst, but she releases a sigh of relief when she sees Rival is okay; shortly thereafter, the young heroine's jaw drops as she watches the breathtaking display of butt-kicking NR puts on. Wow - there is no way I can compete with that, so I won't even try. Still invisible, she decides to trash the shipment as best she can; Grim grabs the black bricks out of the crates two at a time, and whips them as hard as she can at the goons standing at the back of the truck. She softly hums 'The Blue Danube' to herself as she goes into a sort of spinning, hopping dance, partly out of sheer mischievous enjoyment and partly to avoid any angry flames that might shoot her way.
Barnum Posted February 28, 2008 Author Posted February 28, 2008 Shadowboxer almost effortlessly dispatched three of the soldiers. Grim hefted a brick of the drugs at the man standing nearest the truck. He never saw it coming as it whacked him in the nose. Blood poured out of his face as he raised his rifle and began spraying the area with his machine gun. As soon as he started firing the other soldier next to him started firing too. Without being able to see Grim, however, made it impossible to hit her.
Barnum Posted February 28, 2008 Author Posted February 28, 2008 Shadowboxer almost effortlessly dispatched three of the soldiers. Grim hefted a brick of the drugs at the man standing nearest the truck. He never saw it coming as it whacked him in the nose. Blood poured out of his face as he raised his rifle and began spraying the area with his machine gun. As soon as he started firing the other soldier next to him started firing too. Without being able to see Grim, however, made it impossible to hit her.
Shadowboxer Posted February 29, 2008 Posted February 29, 2008 Still seething with anger, Nightrival sees the parkade, the truck and the crooks through a hazy red film. He ceases to think. Only his rage directs his vengeance against these men. Nightrival leaps to the top of the truck's trailer and tumbles across its surface. He jumps down between the last two crooks and heaves his elbow straight into a goon's face.
Shadowboxer Posted February 29, 2008 Posted February 29, 2008 Still seething with anger, Nightrival sees the parkade, the truck and the crooks through a hazy red film. He ceases to think. Only his rage directs his vengeance against these men. Nightrival leaps to the top of the truck's trailer and tumbles across its surface. He jumps down between the last two crooks and heaves his elbow straight into a goon's face.
Heritage Posted March 1, 2008 Posted March 1, 2008 It's very satisfying to give a mook a nosebleed, but in the grand scheme of things it doesn't amount to much; between herself and Nightrival, they had taken out all but the last two hooligans, and that was soon to be just one. Grim decides to mosey on over towards her mentor, keeping an eye on the last thug standing in case he decides to bolt (and really, wouldn't you under the circumstances?).
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