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Post by bio858 on Jun 6, 2018 17:28:13 GMT -7
It's been twenty years since the heroes fell. Twenty years since super-villains carved up America amongst themselves, creating a lawless empire. No one quite knows what happened on that day, the day evil won, leaving only memories of the age of heroes. This tells a story one such empire, taken over from a villain known as Abomination, killed by the Incredible Hulk, now drawn into a state of madness due to his overexposure of gamma radiation. He has since forced his own cousin to be his mate, essentially drawing her down the same path of madness. Their spawn would prove to be powerful soldiers ruling over the land, as they attempt to both tax its people, and fight off rogue invaders from the other empires (namely The Kingdom) to keep their own. We start off the journey here, in San Francisco, where a group of four Hulks enter inside a large hotel. The outside architecture looks ruined, old, as the building shows cracks amongst its surface. The inside however looks a bit cleaner, albeit, the lights aren't working too well as they flicker when turned on. It seems whoever the caretaker was, mainly kept up such care to provide shelter to innocent civilians, too poor to have a home. They each try to pool together their own money just to keep this place around. Hence, it becomes a one stop shop for the Hulks to arrive on occasion. A fancy get away to have fun, be merry, and have all the pleasures they could take. Take being the key word. They arrive to either take women and men to be their play things, forcibly for the most part, due to their horrendous appearances. The four arrive, all four are brothers, aiming to have a grandiose feast at the buffet. This was after the manager had just paid them their monthly tax, as per required by law according to the Hulks. One of the Hulks, going by the name Lem started asking the cook. "Can I have this lil feller here! And I wan' this on top of that!" He points to several ingredients, which the cook frightfully and carefully delivers on his plate, scared to get any of his directions wrong. The patrons, all sitting down in their respective chairs, are all too frightened to even look at the gargantuan green men. The other 3 converse, some already wolfing down several mugs of alcohol while doing so. Jed speaks up next. "You hear of them lab that got Billy! Thems coats tried to cut him up!""Fat load good it dun em. I heard Wayne smashed that joint up!" responded Luther. "Forget 'bout Billy. That dumb sonovabitch is fine! Wayne got em out of there, and Mama gave him a huge whooping for being so stupid!" replied the last brother Zeb. Zeb was eyeing up a young teenage girl, sitting with her family. She herself kept her eyes forward, while sweat rolled down her blonde head. "Besides, we here to have us some fun! Ain't that right boys!" Zeb enthusiastically shouts, with a toothy grin. The mere expression on his face practically screams out his terrible intentions for this day. That is, if there are others in the vicinity to stop them.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 7, 2018 7:42:35 GMT -7
Life for Holti had been hard. He was born in Iceland just before the villains took over, so that's all he grew up knowing. Thankfully, since he grew up outside of what once was the States, his parents tried their best to protect him and teach him about a couple of the heroes they remembered. At the age of 16, while taking part of an internship, Holti gave in to peer pressure and stupidly ate a plant that could have killed him. This gave him powers and he chose to learn how to use them in secret. Still, he never really had to deal with the villains from Amerika first hand.
That was until he graduated from University. Only a week later a group of people made a personal visit. HYDRA. The men insisted that he and a couple other graduates of different majors come with them to Amerika, more specifically, Hulkland. Otherwise, their families would be killed and they'd be forced. Not wanting to hurt his family, Holti gave in, packed his bags, and went with them to work in a lab.
In this lab he was forced to find ways to get rid of the Hulks. He didn't really kill any, rather he worked on finding plants they were allergic to and using them to harm the Hulks. His bosses hoped to increase their power enough to work with some of the other departments to kill off the creatures.
He never liked what he did. It hurt him inside and made Holti only hate HYDRA and the Hulks even more. It was their fault that his entire life was ruined. He wanted to do anything he could to stop both groups and remove their power.
Things continued on for a while, but after an incident, the Hulks found out about the experiments. Already a couple of his coworkers had been captured, but Holti managed to escape and get home safely. He packed two backpacks of essentials and left, leaving his apartment, or rather dorm, barely touched.
That's how he was left on the run. It'd be a lie if Holti said he wasn't scared. A small part of him had hopes that heroes still existed, but he knew better than to be too hopeful. He was alone on this and at this point, he would use his powers if necessary.
After searching for a couple of weeks he found a hotel to stay at. Donating a bit of money, he was temporarily staying in one of their smaller rooms due to him being alone. Despite how much he enjoyed sleeping in an actual bed, he knew that soon he would have to move on. Very soon.
Currently, he was in the lobby, eating a sandwich provided by the hotel along with a bottle of water that was probably expired. A scarf was tied around his neck, just in case he needed to quickly conceal his identity. As he ate, his eyes looked around him for any sign of a Hulk or hell, even someone who might help him. Hah. If only he could truly be that optimistic.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 8, 2018 18:51:31 GMT -7
Saurian Nubia looked at the Nile as she rested at her post. It had been twenty years. She shook her head. Now thirty eight she was finally ready. She had been studying for these last twenty years. Gaining knowledge and power. Growing into the strong warrior she was now. She had left when the heroes fell. She had amassed everything she could for this day. She felt she could now return and help to fend off the villains. Nubia walked into the waters of the Nile. The crocs swarmed around her. Anyone who didn't know better would think she was about to die in a feeding frenzy. In reality she was with friends. She said farewell to her home before allowing Sobek to guide her. The water began glowing purple and she sank disappearing. Water pooled outside of the hotel slowly taking the shape of a human woman. Purple light slowly grew in intensity until a woman appeared. Her skin was like that of a latte. She was beautiful. Stunning. Her attire was built for the desert. A white skirt and cloak with a hood pulled up. A matching set of gold jewelry adorned her neck, wrists and ankles. Leather sandals adorned her feet. She was a stunner if you had ever seen one. Her eyes marked her most as they were an emerald green. Nubia looked around at the area and snarled a bit. It was a shame to see this place in such a mess, but the topography noted it as San Francisco. This building seemed to be one of but few still inhabitable. She walked inside and made her way to a table. The green Hulks were a problem. A threat if she had ever seen one. The way the one looked at the young girl enraged her. She wouldn't stand for what he wanted to do.
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Post by A Random Player on Jun 9, 2018 6:20:25 GMT -7
20 years ago, he would have balked at the very idea. But the world had been a very different place 20 years ago. Or as most people call it, "the day the heroes fell". By all accounts somebody like Victor should have taken pleasure in the events that took place afterwards, and so he did... at first. Taking part in the downfall of the heroes was a great source of entertainment for Sabretooth, especially considering the fact that few of them died in his own claws, chief among them was The Thing. What a battle that was. Victor had also taken pleasure in learning the fact that Logan had been tricked into murdering its own X-Men, being disappointed only by the fact that he wasn't there to see it himself. The rest of what happened after though... The villains began to assert their dominance by rooting out the hero sympathizers from the government which accounts for... most of it. The Red Skull took control of S.H.I.E.L.D. among other things. Victor had never bore any affection for the organization but he did know Nick Fury and while he'd have had no qualms killing the man should the need arise, seeing its dead body being put on display and humiliated by the Red Skull left a sour taste on Victor's throat. Nick Fury was thrice the leader and man than the Red Skull could ever be. The evidence of which could easily be seen by what it turned the country into 20 years later. But that wasn't the reason why he left. As much as he respected Nick Fury, the man's fate had meant little to Victor. After the uprising in America (or now AmeriKa) had been complete, the rest of the world soon followed. The Red Skull of course, sent the victorious villains from Amerika to help move each along. After all, each villain-ruled country would mean less threats to challenge its rule. Sabretooth witnessed and participated in massacres after massacres but these were different than what he experienced the first time. While a few heroes did rise up to challenge them most of the people he killed were powerless civilians the villains decided to kill to set as an example. Most of them weren't even fighting back. Sabretooth had gone on a few murder sprees back in the day but never had he done so to be put on as a show. Victor was a hunter and what he was being told to do was nothing more than butchery. The final straw had come during the Wakanda incident 5 years ago. Black Panther who had disappeared for many years suddenly resurfaced with a sizable following publicly challenging the Red Skull. Victor remembered his blood rushing at the moment. A proper hunt, after so many years. He had proposed to personally lead a task force to answer its challenge, only to be denied completely by the Red Skull telling him "There would be no need for that.", nuking the entire continent to be made as an example, the villains' solution to everything it seemed. Victor tried to stop it, of course but alone against Red Skull and the rest of its boneless mongrels, Sabretooth had unfortunately proven to come up short. Victor barely escaped with his life, but if that fight had done one thing, it's reawakened Victor's long dormant desire to hunt. And if he had helped the villains orchestrate the downfall of the heroes... he can also to the opposite. They are too drunk on their own power to have any desire to fight... then I'll bring the fight to them.But for this, Victor alone isn't enough, he'll need the help of another old beast. Which brings Victor to this day, stepping inside Hulk territory. 20 years ago, he would have balked at the very idea. But the world had been a very different place 20 years ago. And to change the world of today, he'll need a Wolverine. "I'll make you help me Logan. Even if I have to drag you screaming."--------------------
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Post by razor on Jun 9, 2018 16:43:17 GMT -7
"I don't want to be remembered, I wish I never existed in the first place." -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Wade Wilson bore witness to the downfall of heroes first hand, being on the heroes' side through it all. He had watched as his friends and even his enemies were killed before his very eyes. The Thunderbolts team. Spider-Man. Nightcrawler. Silk. Hell, Cable wasn't anywhere to be found either. Wade didn't have trouble finding out why the world devolved so fast, but he moreso had issues figuring out just how the heroes lost in the first place. It was like they had used some kind of cheat codes on the battle. They just seemed overpowered in too many ways to be real. Some of the heroes even rolled over and gave up. Deadpool's head count was pretty high as well, he had taken many villain lives in the battle. Two of his favorite ones were Jester and Carnage. He almost got Chance, Trapster, and Batroc… But they got away. He felt guilt about that daily. He could've stopped them, and maybe that would have been the deciding factor, but then again, he would never know. Wade had been okay with how the world worked... For the first five minutes. There was no moral code, no compass he had to follow anymore, then he remembered all of his friends and colleagues had been killed before his eyes. All but a select few. He originally would've been able to call Hulk friend, until the things he did to She-Hulk. He couldn't call She-Hulk friend anymore because of the things that she had done due to the Hulk's sins. The world spiraled, leaving him amongst the one of the people with the highest moral codes around. He was tired of the way this new Amerika worked, and he felt like the only hero still alive anymore was Logan. He felt that Logan would feel the same way he did... Better to make Amerika go extinct and hope for a better future, than to die in a world of hate and anger to levels of extremes. Wade was sitting in a back corner with a trench coat and hat on, hoping to not give his identity away. He had his Deadpool suit underneath his clothes, but his suit was a little worse for wear. He hasn't changed it since the Amerika outbreak happened, leaving it in near tatters. He was also carrying a small satchel, inside there was his tattered mask and a photo album. His katanas were kind of poking out, but it wasn't noticeable unless you were looking really hard. He was watching on, trying to figure out if this situation was worth fighting for. Right now, the four Hulks were just harassing the girl, not acting on any of their intentions, and he couldn't give his identity yet. So he sat and watched, ready for it to go down, but hoping it wouldn't.
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Post by thecommonman on Jun 9, 2018 17:18:37 GMT -7
SOME FUN when the working day is done, oh, GIRLS THEY WANNA HAVE FUN -------------------- Jennifer slowly woke up on the bed she was on. They had only a few Hulks in the mall. The rest were around Hulkland, setting up other bases. They would only visit for very important matters but not much else. Jennifer didn't say a word. Years ago, the villians took over. Years ago, she saw her friends die. She took down as many villians as she could. That was when she came across Bruce...no, the Hulk.
Something inside them snapped. She could only watch as he killed many heroes. She begged, pleaded for him to stop at what he was doing. But he didn't. She tried to fight back. But he was stronger. As the villians stood tall and proud Jennifer was dragged away into the darkness. She remembered everything that Brucr had done.
Four of the Hulks had left. She was informed about it earlier. She didn't do anything though. The boys could handle if trouble had come along. She knew that.
Back at the hotel, the brothers were continuing to eat and grin at the patrons. Zeb continued eyeing the girl. "When we done with our food, the fun is going to start! Be ready, girlie!" Zen shouted. The brothers started laughing and patting each other on the back. They looked like they were having the time of their lives at that moment.
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Post by bio858 on Jun 9, 2018 18:10:27 GMT -7
The Hulks speaking about the laboratory were not aware that one of the scientists who worked there happened to be located in the lobby that they were hanging out at. They were just having fun, and both Jed and Luther saw that Zeb was eyeing the blonde teenage girl. Nor did they notice Deadpool in the trench-coat, despite his swords sticking out. "You really interested in them young'uns aren't ya Zeb?" stated Jed. "I always love them more bigger gals. They's more fun to rodeo with, if you get my meaning." replied Luther. Jed replied, "You boys stay with Lem, I'm about to have some fun today." replied Jed. That was when some strange foreign beauty walked into the lobby, by the front entrance. Jeb still ignored her, fixated on the young blond girl. He went up to essentially drag her away from her family, while they practically begged him not to. The other two, not really wanting to wait for Lem to finish his order, decided to approach the new beauty who had entered. As both Jed and Luther walked up Nubia, Luther remarked first. "What's a little lady like you doing in a place like this?"Jed replied, "Yeah, you need some strong men like us to keep you safe. We run the country after all."Luther then gave a grin, "Besides, you'd enjoy the ride we plan on offering ya, if you get my sayin."This all occurred, while Zeb in the lobby, forcibly carried the girl over his shoulder, planning to walk up the stairs to a private room for his own personal matters.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 10, 2018 8:03:30 GMT -7
Prior to the Hulks harassing the girls, Holti was put off by the loud sounds being created. Already knowing the men were in the building made Holti anxious. After just a minute of them being in the restaurant Holti couldn't take it anymore. He stood up, and sprinted over to one of the staircases that went up to the floor with his room. Luckily, he was as close to the ground floor as possible, since that was where the smaller rooms were. With one backpack in hand, he knew that if something went wrong, he would need to get his other. Just in case he had to make a run for it.
Making it up to his room, he grabbed his second backpack and rushed down the stairs, but slowed down to a walking pace once in the lobby. The best thing was to appear to be normal and well, not on the run. Walking into the lobby, he made it down just in time to see one of the Hulks slinging a girl on his shoulder and actually making his way over to Holti. Stepping off to the side, Holti did something he knew he would probably regret.
Quietly, he grabbed a couple of seeds and casually tossed them onto the ground, only glancing back to see where they landed. With that, he walked a few feet away, over to one of the seating areas. Taking a seat, he waited impatiently for the Hulk to finally make it over to where the seeds were.
Knowing very well that the Hulk could possibly kill the girl, Holti decided that protecting her was best. He could slip out no problem. The Hulk wouldn't even know it was him.
Holti flicked his wrist and in an instant, he attempted to wrap the growing tree around the Hulk. As the roots dug into the ground he tried to get the tree to wrap around the Hulk's feet, legs, and slowly aiming for his upper body. If he could, Holti would aim to completely imprison the creature in the tree, making sure to stay away from the young girl.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 10, 2018 15:05:43 GMT -7
Saurian Nubia looked at the three and sneered. As if she would ever. "Sorry fellas. You're not my type. I prefer my partners in any color but green. And also intelligent enough to enunciate. But I don't think that will be a problem here. My friends won't like it if you try to force me into things." She began to walk away the trim of her body an alluring tease. The lack of "Friends" even more so. In actuality she had seen the tree sprouting and wanted to keep the attention away from it as long as possible. She was amassing the magic necessary to summon both the Sword and the Hammer. They would be needed for this fight. She knew she couldn't take three at once much less four. She was also clearing her mind. At the first sign of trouble arising both the Sword and Hammer would be summoned as well as her armor and weapon.
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Post by A Random Player on Jun 12, 2018 23:43:31 GMT -7
A few days ago... Carson City It might have been a city at another time in the past, but like most places in the country, all that's left of it are the ruined remains of buildings on a barren wasteland. But, there are still people. And where there's people, there is information, or so Victor had hoped. That had proved to be disappointing. The people there turned out to care little for what's happening beyond their own "city" and the Hulklings running around doing whatever they wanted drew little travellers, them being few and far between. Cowards and weaklings, just like Logan. Trying to find Logan in a place like Hulkland won't be easy. But Victor's prediction may just be wrong yet. A Hulkling kicked the door open at one of the very few restaurants still open Victor happened to be sitting in. "Rent time boys!" he shouted, followed by a score of weasel-faced men chuckling and smiling, displaying their rotted teeth. "B-but, it hasn't been a month yet." the restaurant owner protested. That drew some chuckles from the weasels. The Hulkling however, was not smiling. "Last I checked it was. You trying to tell me I counted wrong?" The Hulkling asked threateningly. The owner looked terrified, the threat seemed to have succeeded. Victor watched the scene unfold lazily. He noticed however, that the serving lady had been trembling in fear since the Hulkling entered. The Hulkling seemed to notice her as well. "You never told me you had a new maid." The smell in the air was all too familiar to Victor. Terror. "S-she's my daughter." There must have been a joke in there somewhere, as the Hulkling and the weasels laughed aloud. "Your daughter eh? Maybe she can help remind you not to try and skimp out on rent after we're done with her. If she comes back at al that is!" They laughed again. "N-no please!!"Cowards and weaklings.--------------------
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Post by razor on Jun 13, 2018 16:03:42 GMT -7
"I don't want to be remembered, I wish I never existed in the first place." ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Deadpool grimaced as one of the Hulks scooped up the helpless girl. The girl was screaming and crying, but not flailing. Perhaps it was to avoid arousing the Hulk even more, or perhaps it was just so it didn't make him mad. Wade would never know. His fist balled up, and he was about to make his grand entrance when a tree spontaneously grew in the staircase. Normally he would revel in the fact that there were other heroes here, but today was different. This was too much for someone who was on an urgent quest to find Logan. He needed to get out, and he needed to get out fast. The Hulks were not his priority right now. Not until he found Logan. He began packing up his few things and putting them into his bag when he shifted his photo album to see a small tuft of purple. Raising an eyebrow, he picked it up. It was a purple unicorn plushie. Normally, he wouldn't think anything of it, he used to have unicorn plushies all the time... But it made him think of something. Someone, more like. He looked back and forth between the unicorn and the woman that had walked in, catching the other Hulks' attention. "Dammit."That was Nubia. Nubia was the one that gave him the plushie. Now he had a reason to stay, and when he looked at it, even with Deadpool, they were a little outnumbered. He flung his hat and jacket off, pulling his tattered mask on, and drawing his katanas. His guns only held 10 carbodanium bullets now, so he rarely pulled them out after the restrictions of guns to the public. He looked at the nearest Hulk and grinned. "Yee-yee! I can't say this ol' redneck's seen a green dame before! I wonder if they can still break the fourth wall!"
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Post by thecommonman on Jun 15, 2018 17:10:18 GMT -7
-------------------- Zeb had a giant smile on his face. He knew he was going to have a good time. He knew the girl probably wasn't, but it didn't matter. What only mattered was himself and the rest of the family. That was when Zeb could feel the plants come up his legs. He widened his eyes and it was too late ad he was trapped. It would take a bit for him to get out. Meanwhile, he had dropped the girl.
"What the hell!? Who is the piece of shit doing this!?" Zeb shouted, looking around. The brothers were focused on Nubia.
The two started frowning at her response. "Who do you think you're talking to, bitch?" Jed said with a frown, walking forward. "She needs to be taught some manners, brother!" Luther said with a chuckle. He cracked his knuckles.
It seemed their intentions weren't good.
That was when they heard their brothers scream. Luther turned to look at Jeb. Jed looked back at Nubia. "This was all your doing, well now I gotta teach you a lesson." Jed said, going to punch her.
Luther then noticed Deadpool. "What da hell is a 4th wall?" Luther said as he went to rush Deadpool in a attempt to tackle him. Lem was eating his food when he heard everything going on. He noticed a man with a scarf arouns his neck. Lem walked forward, leaving his food. "Did you do this little man?" Lem asked, raising his fists.
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Post by bio858 on Jun 15, 2018 18:14:22 GMT -7
Carson CityThis Hulk here, was named John Banner, as he kept taunting the owner of the restaurant. There several men in this group of the 20 armed thugs around John that leered at his daughter of course, functioning as the waitress here. Too bad they were probably gonna have to deal with John's sloppy seconds, once he was done with the poor girl. He grabbed her with one arm, carrying her like an extremely light pack of luggage. She was begging and screaming to be let go, as she yelled out to her father, "No, please don't take me! Daddy!"The restaurant owner, as if trying to muster up any courage he had left, tried to go forward to get his daughter back from the Hulk named John. However, one of the other human thugs quickly butted the owner's head with a gun to knock him down. The father's head was bleeding a bit. John, laughed a bit, commenting back to the owner, "Don't worry. Once were done with her, you'll probably get to have a new member of the family to help ya out at this shitty restaurant of yours. Consider it a favor from us."The other men laughed themselves, as if John told some hilarious joke. It didn't matter to the Hulk though. After all, like several of his siblings, he didn't mind mixing pleasure with business. After all, "everything" belonged to them. However, before the thugs all left the building, one of the thugs noticed one of the patrons. The bald thug comments, looking right at Victor, "You giving me some stink-eye mother f**k*r?"One of the thugs tried to pull his arm away, mainly because the man the bald thug was looking at was actually doing anything to piss of anyone currently. John himself didn't care, as he continued to exit the building, with others following suit. But there were about 7 of them staying back, apparently friends with this overly aggressive bald thug. He went up to where Victor was sitting, standing right up to him. He then pointed his gun right at Victor. "You gonna look at me funny now! Well, are ya, you bitch!?"The bald thug, began to push his barrel of the gun in Victor's face now, as if threatening to shoot. Apparently, even the human thugs hanging around the Hulks have gotten a bit of an ego themselves. And some of them are quite paranoid. The other 7 don't comment, as they simply stand around looking at the precedings. One of them even tells the Bald thug, "Man, let him go. We got some business to take care of."But the bald man doesn't comply, "No, we all deserve to be treated with respect for being loyal to the Hulks. But yet we got fellas like this one here who think he can freely give me some stink eye! Well no more!"The other thugs simply say "Whatever", as they begin walk to walk towards the door to go follow John to whatever establishment he was gonna head towards to have fun with the waitress. The other patrons themselves either look down, or towards any other direction not at the thugs. None of them were gonna help Victor, or the knocked out restaurant owner, at least till the thugs leave.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 15, 2018 18:28:06 GMT -7
As Holti hurriedly worked, he tried to be as inconspicuous as possible, which was easy considering he was barely moving his hands as he guided the tree. Things were going well until the Hulk yelled out, causing Holti to actually jump. The girl hit the floor and every part of Holti told him to go and check in on her, but that would only make the situation worse for him and she did have the time to run away now that the Hulk was tied up. Hah. Tied up.
He finished off the tree by trying his best to then wrap up his arms and hopefully get the tree even taller than the Hulk. With a small smile on his face, Holti almost made his way to the emergency exit when he first heard the Hulk talking about the trees being created by some woman and then yelling from an entirely new voice. His hesitation must've looked suspicious as a Hulk had now started to interrogate him.
Holding up his hands, he tried to show the Hulk that the only things he had were in his bag. "N-No. I didn't." God, why the hell was he acting like such a baby? He felt so terrified and it was embarrassing. "I don't understand. I was just coming down here to get some water, that's all." Which wasn't too much of a lie since he did come down to the lobby to eat a sandwich. One of his hands slowly returned to the side. Luckily, he could try to make it look natural, when in reality he was moving towards one of his bags of seeds. If he had to, he could use trees to make a getaway, since an earthquake was out of the question.
"May I be excused? Please? I can give you guys some apples if you let me go back to my room."
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Post by Deleted on Jun 16, 2018 20:12:47 GMT -7
Saurian Nubia released the magic as the screaming started. She instinctively dodged to the side spinning as her armor shimmered across her covering her with its outer forcefield. Her magic summoned the Sword and the Hammer and they appeared not needing orders from her to determine the threat. The two nine foot tall anthropomorphous crocodile beasts stepped up beside her as she continued with her magic summoning her sword as she sliced at the hulk in front of her before spinning again to slash at his back with a strong sideways strike. She noticed Wade across the way. It had been a long time, and he looked like hell. She called to her faithful companions, "Hammer check the lobby and remove all tangos. Sword help the clown in the tattered jumpsuit. I've got this one." And she hoped she did. She summoned the strength of the Nile into her strikes knowing her sword wouldn't break under the stress. She unleashed a flurry of strikes dodging and spinning and slashing around her larger opponent. She was going for groupings of muscles and soft points hoping she could penetrate that thick skin. The hamstring, the shoulder blades, the tendons behind the elbow, the kidneys, she was a flurry of slicing fury with a wild smile. The Hammer rushed into the lobby seeing the trapped hulk and his brother. His brother was intimidating another small human creature. The Hammer assessed the threat level, and rushed the free creature his maul coming across in a stoneshattering diagonal blow aimed for the base of the skull and neck as he spun through his tail going for the leg sweep. The Sword took his orders gladly and rushed the other target. It was going for a tackle, and he was glad to let him. The Sword knew Wade could handle himself. He rushed towards them his blade waving a bit ready to strike as he grew closer. He was waiting for the creature to finish his futile endeavor before he moved in for the kill.
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