Villains & Heroes I: First Struggle: RP Thread

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Gentleman Hero: Albrecht H. Strauss

As if on cue, Albrecht started up in protest about the dangers of going off alone as the frigid man in the cryosuit forged ahead of the group. But, it seemed that words - no matter which he chose - would be of no use here. And just like that, Al resigned himself to following behind his comrade-in-arms, through the doorway he'd cracked open using some form of ice-based power. A flicker of realization danced behind the rims of his spectacles as he witnessed the fruits of this man's effort. He now understood a little more about the stranger before him, a welcome change of pace when compared to the otherwise stiff exchanges thus far. But, that icy reception paled in comparison to what the men came upon in the adjacent room.

"Good gracious." Albrecht breathed in the scene like a piece of classical artwork, with a sense of dumbfounded awe. At the same time, he took a mental note of the number of sprites. Five. Based on the looks of one, and how it barked orders to the other four, Al figured it to be the leader. Just then, the device in his pocket buzzed, and Albrecht had half a mind to ignore it. By some miracle - or perhaps the fact of remembering that ignoring his notifications was partly to blame for why he was late in the first place - Al reached into his pocket and took a look, and was certainly happy he did. Demons... Fire. Yes, this is good. He nodded up at the mecha-pilot, assuming this to be her doing, signifying an unspoken thank you. With that in mind, he turned his attention back to Frost, and the creatures of flame ahead.

Stepping up to stand beside Mr. Frost, Albrecht spoke under his breath, though he imagined that what hope they had in secrecy was either already gone, or soon to be. "Steel yourself, friend. It looks like we've got a fight on our hands." There was a firm undertone underneath his words, belying a sort of seriousness that had been missing before. But beyond even that, was a truth that not even his grim countenance betrayed. Albrecht was exhilarated.

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"What's the situation?"
You all hear the voice. Deep, quiet, and grim.
It's... Mysterion!

Nishiki
"What's the situation?"
I swivel. Wait... What the hell?!?
It's that kid from earlier! He died and his body disintegrated! In front of my eyes!
Yet he's here again.
Something is definitely up with him.
"How are you here?"

Mysterion
I'm here. Finally. Justice shall be ours.
I recognize the robot from earlier. It must have been headed here. But that's not important right now.
"What's the situation?"
The robot turns to look at me.
"How are you here?"
"Certain abilities of mine."
 
George Frost
Frostbite
Almost with a start, he backed away from the doors. Demons? That isn't too good, nor is this thing one keeps mentioning. Clearly, they must be criminals, and in order to go home for the night, he has to take them out. Ffffffff...
At least he has the help of Al, Mech, and Gi. At least he hopes so. He really hates fighting alone.

"Alright team." He whispered, turning around to see the teammates that did show up. "-we're a team now, by the way,-" He met each of their gazes with his flat, helmeted face. "we need a plan of action." He looked to the mech. "Clearly, you're good at this researching thing, so I need your help with coming up with a plan. These guys, they're flying around, and they're made of fire. So, what do we even have in store for-" Suddenly, another face meets them. Help is certainly helpful, and that's a fact.
"What's the situation?"

Confused, startled as to how the question-mark-man got here, he recollected himself, then got back to trying to formulate an actual plan with the team. "Welcome, anyways, I can hit these fire guys with ice. That's my whole schtick. We've got a clear visual on the room, so where are we going to be going to? I can try and make a few barriers and we can entrench on a stairwell or nearby the doorway, so maybe we can get the AVD in on this. We, as a team, need to do this right, because we only have one chance to stop these guys." He stopped talking to take a breath.

"I really don't want to go home in a body bag, and I'm sure none of you do either. So any helpful input would be great."

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Demon’s Flight
These imbeciles can’t do a thing! Why haven’t I found the four steel diamonds yet? I should have known better. I should have brought a helper from the Cult. Maybe... no, they are honest. They’d never send me on a death mission. I slam my fiery fist on a computer, and the conveyor belt starts speeding ten times fast. Planks of steel clatter to the ground. Machines power down, and a low hum of the machines shutting off rings. I scream in an irate voice, summoning the spirits to me.

“IMBECILES. I GAVE YOU ONE SIMPLE TASK, AND YET YOU CANNOT DO IT. I SHOULD HAVE KNOWN BETTER THAN TO TRUST YOU IDIOTS. BEGONE!” I, in all my rage, throw spiraling fireballs towards the four spirits, dissolving them and sending them back to the dead, where they belong.

I continue my scan, investigating the piles of planks where I made the conveyor belt malfunction. A soft murmur echoes around the massive production room. It almost sounds like voices. No. I doubt it. But yet it becomes louder. And louder. I better check it out. I float above the machines in my spirit form. Nothing on the back side. Nothing near the right. Oh my. I am being followed. At the front entrance, what seems like four people stand. One of them is colossal, a robot, most likely. Another wears a type of suit. And the last... he just seems like a strong guy. They better not interrupt.

“HEY,” I bellow, “get out of this factory, NOW!”

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"So, why did you call me?" I questioned Dark, as he collapsed against the black leather chair. "This mission is not from me" Dark paused for a moment, "It's a chance to meet other gifted heroes like you and you-" "Other heroes?" I interrupted him, Dark shot me a look which told me to let him finish. "Like I was saying, someone or something has broken into the Iron-Steel Foundry" He continued, "You're gonna go there and find out who broke in." I nodded and stood up approaching the exit, I disappeared through the doors.

I soared through the air at full speed. Some would say I was faster than a bullet. Which I am. Way faster. I examined the buildings I passed as I soared. I finally reached the Iron-Steel Foundry. I landed safely in front of the doors which was wide open. "Someone was definitely here" I muttered, I walked into the Foundry, "Hello?" My voice echoed through the foundry. I walked around for some time and stumbled upon a door with the word Production Room. That confirmed that someone was here. I walked through the open doors, starting to hear voices, "Hello?!"
 
Gentleman Hero: Albrecht H. Strauss

Beings made of fire... Al's forehead knit together with concern as he listened to his new comrade take charge of the situation. An admirable move, he had to admit. Even so, Albrecht feared that his usefulness may better be served on the back line, running damage control. After all, if he went on the offensive, he wasn't sure he could even land a blow on these fire-fiends. If only he knew whether or not they had a corporeal body beneath those wreathes of flame... He said as much when the ice-man had finished, and looked to the rest of them for input.

"I'm afraid I may not be of much use here. I'm sorry, but I'll still try to do my best, regardless of the circumstance. That much you can all count on." The newcomer with the question mark stitched into his costume didn't faze Al, much. He was here to help, and that's all that matters. They'd all be counting on one another, sooner or later. Turning back to the man in the suit, Albrecht once more spoke his mind. "You seem to be the best equipped to deal with this kind of threat," Al nodded to the Frost Man, "I will follow your lead."

Just then, movement from further in caught Al's attention. Their foe was on the prowl. Suddenly, the machines whirred faster, and Al couldn't help but wonder if they were ever meant to operate at such speeds. Then, slowly but surely, the commotion ceased, making way for a different kind altogether, as the Boss Fire Demon shouted above the clamor for all to hear. Behind his glasses, Albrecht's green eyes seethed with rage as he watched the supposed leader execute his four underlings like they were nothing. Dishonorable, dishonorable... He'd seen enough. He'd heard enough. Enough!

"Stop, villain!" Al roared back, planting a firm foot forward, placing himself between the demon and his team, his fists balled with rage. Even if he could not do damage to it, perhaps he could distract the thing long enough for the others to formulate a proper battle strategy. They had been discovered - as he'd feared they would be - and now they were out of time, unless he could buy them a little more. "You have but one chance! Turn yourself in and face the consequences for your crimes, at once!.." A glint of light from the factory's whirring, buzzing alarms flashed across his glasses lenses as he assumed a fighter's stance, fists raised, ready to defend his body, and the bodies of those behind him, from harm.

"Or be destroyed." There was no boast, nor arrogant posturing in Al's steely voice. This was a promise he intended to keep. Their newest comrade had come just a shade too late for Al to really register his presence. The burly man's focus was sharpened to a razor-like thinness that he scarce had room in his mind for seldom else aside from the present threat.

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"Well, I might not be as much help as I'd like to with these... fire beings or whatever they are. I'm a mainly close ranged fighter. Though I can do stuff like this." As he says this, Leo points towards the 'demon' with his right index, and middle finger. He then raises his hand into the air and gathers Ki around it for a second or two and then 'slashes' down with his arm. As he does this, a crescent-moon shaped blade of Ki is launched towards the 'demon.'

(Pretty much what I'm doing is the ki attack shown here )
 
Demon’s Flight
Turn myself in, or be destroyed. I’m so scared! Threats are pathetic. I’m not leaving until I take what belongs to me. I’m not leaving until I find my diamonds. I’m not leaving without my artifacts. I came here with no intention of fighting heroes or attacking citizens. I came here to retrieve steel diamonds. It’s no harm against this city, and none of their- the heroes- business.

“Think you can threaten me? Think again, heroes. I have no intention of harming you, but I will if you get in my way. I came here to retrieve some special artifacts for my master. I will NOT leave empty-handed!” I bellow at the group of heroes.

Right away, one of the heroes responds, some sort of material forming around the hero. I stare, my eyebrow raised. I won’t fight. I will only respond if they start it. If they want a fight, come get some. I’m not looking for a brawl. The hero releases the material, it flying towards me. The material flies towards me. I simply float there, not moving. I won’t take any actions to provoke a fight. The attack hits me, and I fall to the ground, slamming on a conveyor belt. That hurt. But it won’t be as harmful as I will to them. I rise from the belt, rising up into the air.

“What, think that one attack would send me home? Once again, think again!” I taunt. I release several fireballs, aiming at each and every one of the heroes. Once they feel my Inferno blasts, they’ll wish they never provoked me.

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George Frost
Frostbite
George wasn't surprised when Al said that he wasn't going to be much use against a flying enemy, but could potentionally serve as a distraction. Nodding in agreement, he put his hands together gently, as clapping them would only make a loud clanking noise, but it seemed that stealth wouldn't matter anyways.
Upon the demon noticing where their plan of operations was going down, Frost could do nothing but groan as the demon-thing called them out.
"HEY, get out of this factory! NOW!"


Internally, he rolled his eyes. Plot foiled. New plan, figure out this villain's prerogative. "Alright mister-" He began, only being cut off from Al's sudden intervention.
"Stop, villain! You have but one chance! Turn yourself in and face the consequences for your crimes, at once!.."

"Or be destroyed."

"Alright." He heaved, before a powerful energy attack of some sort came out of the fingers of the fighter besides him. Sighing, clearly, there wouldn't be any talking to this guy now. "You guys..." He muttered weakly, watching as the demon was knocked to the ground with an audible thud.

Clearly, this guy wasn't one to take a hit and eat it. Frost knew exactly what was going to happen when the demon began to gather fire around his hands. This wasn't happening. He quickly thrust his hands in front of him, releasing a powerful wave of subzero ice particles. Even as the fireball came closer, he only brought more reserves to be released from his palms.

There wasn't much of a choice to talk now, it was time to fight!

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Watching the fireballs as they flew through the air, Leo jumps backwards and as he does he fires a small barrage of ki blasts at the fireball flying towards him. As he does so, he remembers a fight he had a few years ago with another fire manipulator and says to the 'demon' "Your pyromancy powers remind me of some guy I fought at an amusement park a few years ago. You'd probably have been friends given you both had that evil, fire manipulator thing going on."
 
Demon’s Flight
One of the heroes, the one in the slim suit, deflects my fireball. I’m not sure how he did it, and I’m not paying enough attention to observe everything he’s doing. I’m guessing he has some sort of abilities that could have neutralized my fireballs. Another hero speaks, and I ear in, listening.

Amusement park. Few years ago. Wait a second. Wasn’t it the supreme master who died trying to take down an amusement park? No. So this is the hero who killed Devil’s Heir. A great thought dawns on me. I am having no luck finding the four steel diamonds. But if I kill the killer of the supreme master... I shall avenge the Cult, and I will be a hero. I will receive rewards beyond my thoughts.

“So YOU were the one who killed my master. Hmph! I would have expected somebody stronger! Once I make quick work of you, I shall avenge my master!” I cry. I focus all attention on the master’s assassin. I charge up a fire blast, letting it rumble at the hero.
 
"Oh? So you two did know each other. So he was your master? Where you his disciple in martial arts or training with your power? Well in any case, if you think you can kill me, THEN COME AT ME!" Leo exclaims towards this new development. Leo, upon seeing the 'demon' begin to charge an attack up, decides to retaliate in kind. He puts his right hand up and begins to charge a large sphere of Ki above his hand.
 
Nishiki
Demon's Flight and Leo appear to be charging up some sort of magical attacks. I'll worry about the Mysterion case later.
So if a powerful energy blast can bounce off of this guy, then I doubt that my bullets will have much of an effect on him. Still, he seems preoccupied, and I've got other tools...
I launch a Slash Harken across the room.
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With a THUD, its head embeds itself in a crate. Then, with the press of a button, the Slash Harken's cord begins to retract back to me, yanking the crate along on a collision course with Demon's Flight. He'll either be knocked down or forced to abandon his attack.

Mysterion
Immediately, a battle begins, with the other heroes using their powers. Well, I can't compete with that. But I don't have to.
Being unable to die has its perks. Suicide missions, for example.
I sneak onto the battlefield.
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If I get my chance, I'll pin that demon to the ground. Even if he burns me to death, I'll just wake up at home. It's not like I'm here for glory anyway.
 
I watched as the fireball headed towards me, it moved at moderate speed. I swerved out of the way. Those who saw me will see me in the form of neon light. The fireball hit the wall melting the spot it touched.
 
Demon’s Flight
My fire attack is just about ready. I have readied a ball of fire about twice the size of an average human. When I release it, it is guaranteed to wreak havoc on whatever it touches. Maybe it’ll be enough to knock the assassin out. That would lead to an easy kill for me. I’m thinking that I will either have to kill the master’s assassin here, or abduct him and kill him elsewhere. I must pick between those choices. However, I don’t intend to fight these other heroes. I will have to escape from these other heroes.

Just as I release my supercharged fire blast, a force knocks me on the back. My fireball is thrown, but way off track. As I fall to the ground, all I can see is my fireball being launched way off to the right from the heroes. I am being knocked to the ground my something. What it is, I don’t know. I collapse to the ground, for the second time in less than, what, two minutes. I need to up my game. I collapse onto the floor, my body aching.

Suddenly, it hits me. I’m hurt, but I still have a bit of energy left to finish the fight. I’ll play dead. When they come to investigate me, I’ll lash out. I begin charging another fire blast, keeping it low, so that nobody will see it.
 
Gentleman Hero: Albrecht H. Strauss

As his fireball came for him, Albrecht crossed his forearms in front of his body, protecting his exposed face and neck from the heat. Soon he felt the flames lick at the fabric of his white dress shirt.

From all the commotion, he knew that his fellow heroes were all hard at work to defeat the demon. When he did again catch sight of the demon, he was exuberant to learn that the creature had been put down.

"You did it!" He shouted above the din of the foundry. "Well done!" He only wished he could've done more to help.

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Seeing the demon fall to the ground while Leo was charging his Ki sphere, Leo clicks his tongue. "Defeated by getting hit with a crate? You're an even bigger push over then your master. Damn, I went through the trouble of charging this attack up and I don't even get to use it." Leo says looking at the Ki sphere above his hand.
 
George Frost
Frostbite
Only a single blast of ice, a few energy blasts, and a handful of fireballs was it? Seriously? And he had an entourage of spirits and everything! George cocked his head in confusion, before realizing that all this work was over now. He could probably go home for the night after he'd dialed AVD to detain this guy.

"This guy's fire was really put out." He cracked, before walking over to the demon's fallen body. He tapped it twice with his foot, the foot glowing a hot red. "That's not good." He said, before lifting his foot up and venting a chill to cool it down, then planting his foot back on the ground firmly.

"Well, you guys seem to have this all covered. I'm gonna call AVD and go home." He pressed a button on the side of his helmet, a hotline straight to HQ. Almost immediately, he was hung up. He groaned, staring at the body at his feet, and called HQ again.

"So, you guys going out for drinks after this or something?"

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Demon’s Flight
An icy blast hits my fire, and it cools down. Damn it! That was my chance. I’m gonna have to take them by surprise. They’ve let their guard down, and they think that they’ve won. I rise up, keeping my stealth, so they don’t hear nor see me. I begin to conjure a ring of fire, forming it around the group of heroes.

“HEY, here’s a tip! Never let your guard down!” I fully enable the fire ring, and it erupts around the heroes- all of the heroes except for one- the master’s killer. The fires of the ring stretch up to the ceiling, and I have imprisoned the heroes in it. Now that I’ve isolated my target, he will be easy work.

“You killed my master, now I will kill you!” I lunge at him, throwing a flaming punch.

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"THAT'S MORE LIKE IT! NOW I GET MY CHANCE TO USE THIS!" Leo exclaims as the demon lunges at him with a punch. Leo then dodges down towards the left, out of the way of the punch. He then takes the Ki sphere, which appeared to have a diameter of about 5 feet, that he had charged up earlier and fires it at close-range towards the demon.
 
Nishiki
The villain collapses, but I pause. Something's not right... My scanners zoom in. No, his heart's still beating. Vitals are at a normal rate.
What on earth is going on?
Then it hits me: He's faking it.
"Stand back!" But it's too late.
The ring of fire erupts into the air. I bite back a curse and lunge at Demon's Flight with my dagger extended. His flames can't burn me... right?

Mysterion
The flames soar into the air. This is my chance!
I leap at the demon, grabbing him and pinning him to the ground, ignoring the flames that are scorching me.
"Hit him!"
This is a suicide attack, but it's exactly what we need.
 
Demon’s Flight
As I fly through the air, my target dodges the punch. I acknowledge this, quickly stumbling to my feet. He fires a blast at me. I duck down, as the blast hits a tower of crates. The crates creak and the tower wobbles. The tower collapses, the crates falling. They don’t fall in my path, though. The crates fall out of my path, and break. I need to move in a faster manner. My demon form is failing. I leap over a conveyor belt, crouching behind another pile of crates. I transform, my legs appearing. I reappear in my normal form, wings of fire ablaze.

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I launch into the air, taking flight. I raise my hands, more rings of fire erupting around the factory. The fire surrounds my target, and I swoop down, ready to finish my master’s killer. I shall be rewarded beyond my wildest dreams. I swirl my hands, creating a lava ball- more than your average fireball. The lava ball drains a lot of energy, but it will burn through nearly anything.

“Time’s up, friend,” I whisper. I begin to throw the lava ball. Suddenly, I am knocked to the ground. One of the heroes pins me down, and I struggle to keep the lava ball under my control.

“Hit him!” he yells. Too bad, I’ll have to kill him. I reposition the lava ball, regaining control.

“Eat lava!” I position the lava ball at the hero, as it eats away at his skin. The hero is scorched, and I finish him. When the lava ball disappears, it disappears with the hero. He’s dead. Goody. I stand up, grinning. My smile fades, as I notice the robot hero lunging at me with a dagger.

The dagger pierces through my robe, and I shriek in agony, as blood spills. Black spots appear everywhere. My wings disappear, and the rings of fire I’ve set up around the room die out. I’m dying. My power is dying. All of the fire in the room stops. I black out completely. I suppose I shall see my master again, in the depths of Hell.

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Demon’s Flight is dead. Mysterion has also been killed, but, as always, has been revived, at his bed. The rings of fire have disappeared, and everything on fire in the factory is no longer flaming. There will be a time-skip soon. Please wrap up any posts.

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Nishiki
Mysterion jumps onto Demon's Flight.
"Eat lava!" He flings a lava orb into Mysterion's chest, but the hero hangs on for dear life, keeping him trapped even as his skin peels away and his arms are scorched.
Demon's Flight stands up, and the now half-dead Mysterion falls to the ground.
My turn.
I bring down my dagger, impaling Demon's Flight through the chest.
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Victory!
Damnit, that Mysterion kid is dying again. I wanted to get the chance to talk to him, but as his heart stops, I know it's too late.
I'll meet up with him sometime...
 
George Frost
Frostbite
That's that then. After a flurry of attacks, and a sudden action from both the question-marked fellow and the 'bot, it seemed that a combined effort was what took down the demon. Lots of suicidal attacks here and there, and the poor kid seemed to have given his life up. He'll be remembered as a hero, but George never seemed to have caught his name...

With the body of Demon's Flight on the floor (presumptuously dead), and the towers of flame disappeared, it was time for a damage report. "Is everybody alright?" He shouted. Again, being first to inspect the dead criminal, he decided to forgo tapping him and instead freezes his head entirely in a block of ice. Not happening again. He brought his foot down on the block of ice, his feet smashing the block entirely, the bits that made up his head scattering. And again, and again, and again, until the space where his head was resembled a splatter mark from somebody throwing a cranberry pie. He finally raised his hand to his head. Before noticing the large robot standing atop the body. He shrugged to her before the beep of the recording started.

"Kill confirmed. Target neutralized. We've got excessive property damage to Ironsteel Foundry, melted walls, numerous machines destroyed, crates and supplies thrown everywhere. Hero death, as well as confirmed villain death, over." He remarked over a recorded audio log that would be reviewed when he got back to HQ.

George cleared his throat before addressing everyone again. "Before I was so rudely interrupted by this now-dead guy, is anyone going out for drinks or is it just me?"
 
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