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 Posted: Mon Jan 11, 2010 6:21 pm
[Anyone playing Wolverine? May give him a shot again.]
Chaos shook his head rapidly and threw that blasted cat off of him. "Get me out of this thing damn it!" He shouted. He wasn't in the mood for this, he had to get his Blood back, no matter what.
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Posted: Mon Jan 11, 2010 6:34 pm
// CBJ's got him I think. //
The cat yelped and landed feet first onto the ground in front of Chaos. He gave the boy a bit of a look before standing and dusting himself off. "Alright, alright. Seriously, I don't know why you're in such a hurry to get your tuch kicked by someone better than you. Much safer here." he grumbled. "Be back." he said before dissapearing in his burst of smoke.
A second later, the cat returned, along with three other puffs of smoke. A large lazer gun, a spotlight, and a chainsaw appeared behind him.
"So, which should we start with then? One, two, or three?" the cat said, it's large Cheshire smile in place again.
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Posted: Mon Jan 11, 2010 6:47 pm
"That worthless fake is not better than me!" Riku screamed out through this new Chaos as he stayed where he was. When the cat reappeared he would've facepalmed himself if he could. "Let's start with the spotlight, I can pull myself down if their weakened." he said.
[That's ok, three is enough for me I think, at least for now.]
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Posted: Mon Jan 11, 2010 6:54 pm
"Lazer light you say? Alright, if you insist." the cat replied with the same wide grin. With that, he grabed the oversized gun and heaved it onto his shoulder, aiming it at Riku.
"And no better than you, you say? Are you so certain of that? I mean those green rocks all over you are the only thing keeping her from killing you."
The gun suddenly lit up, and shot towards Riku. Rather than hitting him, the lazer landed on the wall beside him and began moving around him.
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Posted: Mon Jan 11, 2010 6:59 pm
"I'm certain." Riku said in a halfhearted tone. The web around him began to disintegrate and he pulled one arm away. "That Blood chose me for a reason and I'm going to show it why it did." Riku said as he pulled his other arm off now and pushed himself off the wall. The webs around him crumbling into dust.
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Posted: Mon Jan 11, 2010 7:03 pm
The lazer gun stopped, and there was a rather dissapointed 'mrow'. "That was a little too fast. I didn't even get to play with the buzz buzz." he tisked, tossing the gun away and grabing the saw.
"But really, what makes you think it wanted you for any reason other than to get back at Sapphire? I mean it left you HOW many times?"
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Posted: Mon Jan 11, 2010 7:13 pm
Riku growled and glared at the cat in front of him "I don't need you anymore." he said. He shot a Blood Strand out the window and shot out of it, breaking it as he did. He began to swing towards New York, he could sense Rapture and he needed to fight something.
EXIT to New York City
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Posted: Mon Jan 11, 2010 8:00 pm
The cat watched him go, and the Cheshire smile grew. "Tsk, tsk. Denial. Such a shame." he said to himself, tossing the chainsaw away. "Well, then...since I'm all by my lonesome, only supposed to be here for a limited time, and have my hands free again....what do I go about doing first?" he purred to himself, pacing around the room. "Seems like things are going to be chaotic enough as it is. Far too many possiblities to decide upon watching. Suppose I could just play with buzzy for a while, now that I have my hands free."
He paused a moment, then brought his hands up to his chest to look at the palms of them. "Although...I do have my hands free..." he mumbled to himself, his smile growing. "Guess I should go get all I can before Goofy comes to pick me up. And what would a cat like better other than..." he said, gently crunching his fingers as if he were squeezing somethng repeatedly. "MILK!" He shouted in delight, suddenly poofing out in his cloud of smoke.
A moment later the smoke bomb appeared again. The cat picked up the chainsaw, then left again.
EXIT TO GOTHAM
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Posted: Sun Jan 24, 2010 1:42 pm
ENTER from LEXCORP
The black smoke exploded inside the room again, and this time the black cat returned with a woman.
Gossamer blinked, stared at the sudden change of scenery, then looked around for what caused her sudden change of locations. She…she didn’t try to use any spells, so this wasn’t her doing. At least she hoped not. That noise didn’t mess her up that bad, did it?
Then she spotted the black cat beside her, standing upright and looking up at her. Look on his face was a little unnerving. Like he either had something really aweful on his mind…or he was very appreciative of his perspective looking up at her. Either way, Gossamer didn’t like it.
”Did you do that?” she spat down at the thing.
The cat gasped and acted as though he were just offended. ”My word! Is that any tone to use on someone that just saved you from a royal butt-kicking? How’s your head by the way?”
Gossamer paused a moment. ”Better.” she replied, finally realizing that she could think clearly again. Migrane. But she could think again. ”Now, if you don’t-”
”Don’t bother going back, the clown will be fine.” the cat replied.
Gossamer blinked and stared down at the cat a moment. ”A telepath?”
”In a sense…just curiosity and…intuition. I pay attention and listen in on more than most people here do. A lot more. ‘Flatland’ syndrome and all.” he replied, then paused a moment. ”Though, you like almost everyone else, have no idea what I’m talking about, do you? They don’t have the book Flatland here, do they? Oh, well.” the cat said, then took a bow. ”Name’s Crazy Cat. Highly original, I know. But, I really have no say on what my masters name me.”
Gossamer stared at him another moment, then shook her head. ”Alright, so why did you pull just me out of there? You couldn’t have, you know, grabbed the guy that was standing right beside me as well?”
At that point, the large Cheshire grin curled around his dark face again. ”Actually, I think that he would just mess things up. I’m sure you want to get back at the Bat for doing that to you, right? Both of them? I know where their workshop is, but it’s rather hard to get into. Unless you have magic that is.”
Gossamer’s eyes widened a moment, then looked skeptical. ”The Bat? And you didn’t pull Joker out of that place to come along? Those are his-”
”He did quite a number on one of your spiders, didn’t he? Only fair if you knock the wind out of one of the bats, right. Even if it’s just mutilating, oh say…some random person that works there?” he replied with the large grin.
Suddenly, he exploded in his smoke, then reappeared in another cloud on her right shoulder.
”You haven’t forgotten how many times that skinny bat knocked you out, have you? Took away one of your Spiders, ruined your fun. Other than fighting him, and failing miserably, you haven’t gotten to play at all, have you? Oh, and he took your little girl away. Who knows where she could be at now? And the look on the Spider’s face when she mentioned Rosie…” he purred into her ear.
Gossamer grimaced and went to shove him off her shoulder, but he moved to the other shoulder in a second. ”They hurt you. Humiliated you. I can take you straight to their little workshop. Then you can do what you love to do to those who cross you like that.”
Gossamer paused a moment and looked at the cat quietly.
”If your little lover boy gets upset, I’ll let him know that I’m the one that got you out of there. You didn’t just save your own butt. And…I won’t mention why I took you. Just that I needed some extra magical intervention.” he purred.
”And why exactly are you doing this?” Gossamer asked.
The shark grin grew larger. ”Because,” he purred in a honey dipped tone. ”Everyone loves a good plot twist.”
A second later, the two vanished in an explosion of black smoke.
EXIT Crazy Cat and Gossamer to BATCAVE
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Posted: Sun Jan 24, 2010 4:04 pm
ENTER from BATCAVE
Gossamer soon appeared in the center of the large complex, took one look at the boy in her hand, then rather carelessly tossed him onto the floor in front of her. She glanced around the room a moment, visibly aggitated for some reason, then glanced back at the boy. Her eyes flashed a moment, and she granted him the ability to talk again.
A very small burst of black smoke appeared in the dark corner of the room, and a barely visible Cheshire smile peered through the darkness.
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Posted: Sun Jan 24, 2010 4:09 pm
He didn't talk, though. He stayed right where she'd thrown him, staring up at her with cold eyes. They weren't angry, exactly... just... patient. Patient and icier than a New York winter.
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Posted: Sun Jan 24, 2010 4:24 pm
Gossamer stared down at him quietly a moment, still rather obvious that she was aggitated about something.
"Now then..." she began. "Wha-" she said before suddenly cutting herself off and turning away from him. She walked back and forth a moment, eyes scrunched shut. "No. No we're not....kill him....damn it I said n-why the Hell not?! Because...I'd rather then just let me have him for a minute. No! I want we'll find the damn brat later!" she said outloud to herself, her voice very noticeably changing from her own to Jades. Even her eyes seemed to change from dark to vivid green as she spoke.
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Posted: Sun Jan 24, 2010 4:27 pm
Terry watched this for several seconds, one eyebrow slowly going up, and then started carefully taking stock of the warehouse. Anything he could use... could he move, yet? ...No, not really. Maybe if they REALLY distracted eachother, her hold on him would slip.
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Posted: Sun Jan 24, 2010 4:37 pm
Gossamer's rant became quieter until she was mumbling to herself. After a few moment's she quieted down completely, then slowly turned her attention back towards the boy. Then, she started towards him until she was right beside him and knelt down.
"Alright..." she began in a quiet, dangerous tone. "Part of me wants nothing more than to rip you up and paint the walls with you. But I also want a few questions answered first. Your answer will decide wether I let you leave here alive or not. Understood?"
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Posted: Sun Jan 24, 2010 4:39 pm
He hesitated for a second, obviously thinking, and then nodded tersely.
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