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A Rip in the Void; X-Corp Bunker thing
Topic Started: Mar 3 2009, 02:18 AM (995 Views)
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Blastaar’s eyes narrowed as the insectoid leader’s head revolved completely around. But Blastaar the Great, for he was indeed the mighty king of the Baluurians, would not be persuaded by Annihilius’ tricks. “Enough! I know your treachery too well. I should have foreseen that a coward such as you would tremble before my legion of warriors and seek to separate me from them; no matter! I do not need an army to tear your spindly limbs from your bloated body!” Regardless of Blastaar’s bellowing curses at his old foe, he was not obvious to the scurrying of the hairless ones at the corner of his vision. The fact that they had hid from his might and fury merely marked them as slaves and cowards, properties that were practically the same to Blastaar’s warrior nature.

He saw a speck hurtling toward him and, with reflexes that seemed to act on their own, snatched it out of the air. His big paw, capable of generating its own concussive blasts, closed over the grenade. Blastaar was not the type to second-guess himself, but if he were, he would’ve had to question the intelligence of grabbing something unknown thrown at you by an enemy. The explosion, very much like those he used for flight, didn’t wound Blastaar but couldn’t be entirely contained by his fist. The concussive waves propelled him backward, crashing into the desk.


Annihilus was not Lord of the Negative Zone because he was a coward, nor because he was reasonable, frankly, but Blastaar's paranoid ravings and assinine posturing was out of place at this moment. This was not his own doing, and Annihilus doubted the intelligence of his foe to pull off either the technological expertise or the cleverness to feign surprise so convincingly. Clearly they were both in a great deal of trouble, and as Blastaar was too dull witted to understand it, it was to Annihilus's benefit to exploit this situation. There were creatures that scurried on the edges of his very excellent periphreal vision, and one of them hurled something that the mammalian moron snatched out of the air like he hoped it was a piece of fruit or whatever disgusting treat he stuffed his maw with. When it exploded, Annihilus, far more intelligent than Blastaar, rightly assumed the second would follow the example of the first.

Flinging out his Cosmic Control Rod, he turned its powers on the explosion as it began, absorbing its energy so that he was not flung backwards like Blastaar. He whipped his taloned hand and redirected the energy at the flimsy barricade that the pale and pallid creatures cowered behind, sending it hurtling across the wall, exposing the denizens of this miserable world, including one, slightly more fortible than the others, who pointed a weapon at them.

Annihilus clacked his mandibles in thought and snickered, cruelly and unimpressed. "What do you think you are going to do with that?" he chittered, "Little beasts with primitive guns... Do not think your defeat of my less than worthy opponent is any sort of triumph. Don't think yourself strong or fearless. I will prove you weak, show you fear... and then I will add this world to my empire."


The superiority of Annihilus’ intelligence was debatable, at least to Blastaar’s mind, however his physical endurance was considerably less impressive than Blastaar’s own, even with his armored exoskeleton. The blast had merely distanced the two of them, which had its benefits. He rolled to his feet and aimed two fists glowing with power at Annihilus. “You talk too much,” he sneered and with slow deliberation, shifted his aim to above Annihilus’ head. In an instant, the reinforced concrete ceiling shattered and buckled, bringing a mountain sliding down on top of the feeble insect.


"And you think too little!" Annihilus snapped. The ceiling above him cracked, but he merely used his wand to erect an energy field around himself, pulverising the debris into dust... at least that which fell around himself. What happened to the cringing slaves to be was of no interest to the insectoid.
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Lodestone
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(Sorry this is made of suck)

Edmund's eyes shot a glare over at Brian as the loud sound of his cell phone rang. Still crouching as the two aliens adapted to their surroundings, Edmund looked over his shoulder at the door Brian broke through as two more people came in. Lifting a hand, Edmund motioned Kable and Legard to get to get down, but before his point got acrossed Kable had generated a gernade in his hand.

"You're fucking kiddin' me--"

Ducking behind the desk again, he covered his ears as the explosive object was ears. Unaware that one of the creatures had caught the gernade, the concussive blast resounded through the large room. Desks scattered, dust flew, and the creature known as Blastaar crashed into one of those desks. The smarter of the two appeared to be unfeigned by the blast, standing regularly with a strange object in his thin appendage held aloft. As Lodestone adjusted to look over the edge of the desk at the two creatures, the second gernade was just reaching the two aliens. As strange a sight as it was, Edmund was not astonished by the absorption of the second explosion. Instead, he only felt a growing worry of the danger he had accidnetly summoned.

Suddenly, an unknown force shot the desk he was hiding behind against a wall with such ferocity that the structure of the desk was splintered in all its joints. Without anything to hide behind any longer, Edmund gathered himself and glanced at Brian to make sure the man wasn't thrown with the desk. Pulling himself up to his feet, he shot Kable a glare as if to say 'You're a fucking idiot' for throwing the flashbang. As he looked around to make sure everyone was alright, there was a strange, green-haired woman clad in some equally strange attire holding a gun at level with the aliens on the other side of the room. He must have missed her entrance and lost his focus on everything else when she came in, most probably because of the aliens on the other side of the room.

As she explained herself, Edmund stared, dumbfounded that an agent of SHIELD would randomly show up here on a regular (now abnormal) restoration duty. Were they being followed? Tagged? What was SHIELD doing out here? Did they think they were such a threat or did they know what was actually in here before X-Corp even bought the place? And, if that was the case, why the hell didn't they come to deal with the problem? Leave it to some black-curtain police force to eliminate the problem before it becomes an issue.

Before he could even answer, there was another explosion that caused the mountain above them to tremble. Eyes darting over to the aliens, they had engaged in battle, the more brutish of the two projecting some type of energy from its fists. As the mountain rocked and debris began to fall, Edmund lifted a hand, projecting an electromagnetic barrier to rise in front of him, the others, and above them, stopping any flying debris with a layer of rapidly changing charges to repel and hold up falling matter.

Completely ignoring everything that the green-haired woman had to say, Edmund addressed everyone: "Kable, you're going to have to put some supports up. If each punch they pull is going to do that, this place will come tumbling down with us in it. Legard, try making a small vaccum; if they can't breath, they'll be easier to control. Brian..." he had absolutely no idea what Braddock did, or what this woman with the green hair did besides instantly assume the position of leader. "Where's Dead Girl? Nevermind. Hopefully she can come help or she gets out. We'll have to try to herd them back into that hole and hopefully I can shut the thing down."

(Yes, Edmund suggested the vaccum because he doesn't know Legard can't make them. )
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Engineer
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Travis was not in a very good position at the moment… he was actually in a pretty bad one. Alex had gotten hit by the Stun Grenade’s effects, and was clutching his head… dazed. Instinctively, Travis grabbed his clothing and brought the young man to the wall next to him, allowing him to recover along the wall out of sight of the combating aliens. He knew that the effect would at least distract them if not stun them, and waved the pair that were hiding over quickly, trying to get them to be able to regroup. They needed to consolidate a good plan before trying to do whatever needed to be done to get these aliens back from where they came from. All the cleanup and everything else was null and void now… none of it really mattered. Who the hell would want to use this place for something like that after everything going on here and now happened anyway?

Then something happened that actually placed more fear in Travis than either of the two aliens having their deathmatch could compare to… a woman wielding a typical SHIELD weapon began her approach, and Arc’s heart tried to jump out of his throat and run through the space rift in the center of the room. Forcing his tension aside, he had to focus on this other threat. If she had come to take him back to SHIELD, then she would have to try after this threat was dealt with… taking him now would be a lunatic’s idea of a good plan. So, dismissing that thought, he listened to what she had to say, logged it for a moment, and proceeded to listen to Lodestone. Good plan, in all honesty… but Travis knew his skills consisted of much more than simple construction.

“I can do supports pretty easily…” he whispered, starting, “…and then I will be right behind you to help drive those things from where they came. You,” he stated, his eyes shifting back towards the green haired SHIELD agent, “help them. I don’t care where you are from or rank or whatever… we need to get these things back through that hole, and I trust Lodestone more than you. Let’s get it done.” With that, he stepped out, looking at the point of weakness in the ceiling from that last attack by the brute one. His brain got to work, analyzing the ceiling, it’s deficiencies, and everything else that entailed to the finest detail. He was actually devoting his full brainpower towards the project of fixing it, and in the matter of a full second, he knew what he had to do. Keeping a close eye on the ones duking it out, but relying on Lodestone and the others to protect him for a few seconds, he went to work, a large, hard light, three dimensional green wireframe of a pillar coming to life in the room, reaching from the floor to the ceiling. Instead of small specs of light coming from his hands into place, it was more like small boxes of hardened green light began to fill the spaces in that the frame contained, moving into place and sticking there, as though being drawn to their spot like a magnet.

It took about thirty full seconds, but in that short of time, it was done, the green pillar moving the last bit of light into place, glowing brighter for a second, and then cooling, showing the hardened steel that was now supporting the weight of the roof. That had taken quite a bit of his mass reserves… and he was pretty drained, but still had plenty of energy to spare. Although hungry, he dismissed that thought, and began to assess the situation, pulling out his concussive blast pistol and preparing to support the rest of them in any way he could.
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Abigail Brand
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[Brand watched as she was ignored. Clearly they are not big fans of taking orders from people who know what they are talking about she thought. She watched as they moved to get there comrades to safety from the two aliens who seemed to be way out of anyone league from what she had gathered. This would be way easier if she had a S.H.E.I.L.D team of soldiers with her. But all she got on that day was muties to work with. She listened as the semi-cute blonde one yelled out orders. She assumed he was the leader of this little team. As he said it the big guy who clearly had thrown the flash bangs without thinking went to work. Abigail growled under her breath as it all played out for her.]

“Great....I get two of the universes best warriors. And I all get to fight them with is a Calvin Klein reject, a kid who looks like he just pissed himself and bob the builder...”

[She took a deep breath and wiped the sweat from her head. She was picking up a spike in the electromagnetic field. She made the assumption that one of them was the cause who ripped the void open, and she also assumed it wasn't bob the builder or the kid in a ball. The one in the room who was keeping the two men safe was the one she pegged for causeing all this problem. She made a mental note if she lived this he was one she needed to log anf keep and eye on. But at that moment and time it was not the time to log hostiles and the threat to herself. Her mind raced as she looked around the room. The aliens didn't seem to not notice the people anymore thanks to the flash bangs. God how could someone be that dumb she thought...she kicked herself back into gear to focus. Her rifle wasn't going to be able to stun a creature of either of their sizes and the S.P.I.N tech would be useless as well. She needed the muties to help her and she knew it but hated it. She laid covering fire in as the column was build. Her shots having enough of a kick to catch them off guard a bit as she yelled over the roar of the noise.]

“Ok...simple. We work together or we all dine in hell tonight which is fine by me but I sure as hell ain't going without a fight. Magnet boy can you control the void and cut power to it after we knock them back into the hole and before there armies notice a damn portal to this room?”

[Before he could say anything she was already looking at the guy who had been rebuilding the room. Was a nice touch to the room but wasn't going to do a lick of good if they didn't put a stop to this. She noticed he had finished and pulled out a pistol...She sighed as she ducked around the wall for a second to catch her breath and shove another energy cell in her rifle]

“We need something big to shoot them with. Can you make guns or you just bob the builder on crack? If you can we need to shoot one with the biggest blast you can make and I'll over charge this rifle in hopes it knocks the other back. And when they hit the void the magnet can cut power and we all don't die. Which sounds like a pretty damn good to me.”

[She spun back around laying down more covering fire waiting for the two civilians to catch up with her. This was a war and keeping the roof in place was not on her list of worries right now. The roof falling would lead to the death or at least slow down the aliens till a clean up crew could move in to handle them and that would allow her to fulfill her mission of keeping the world safe. And nothing else mattered but the mission to Abigail.]
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Alexander Legard
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It wasn't everyday that Alex got flash banged, and as far as experiences went, it wasn't something he wanted to do again. He couldn't see anything, except horrible bright light that persisted even when he clenched his eyes shut and practically crushed them with his hands. His hearing was likewise overloaded, there was no escape from the painful ringing that grew louder by the second. Alex felt like he was going to throw up. Vaguely he heard crashes and shouts as he tried to claw his way to safety, where ever that was. Thankfully he got a helping hand escaping to shelter. Two actually. Firm hands grabbed him and lifted him a few inches off the ground, hefting him in the opposite direction from where he was crawling to. At first he panicked, he might have struggled if he could have figured out where the person carrying him was, but he wasn't being hurt, only moved, so he allowed himself to be carried off.

Then as quickly as he was scooped up he found himself back on the ground again. His vision was starting to return, and he could begin to hear things over the buzzing in his ears. He still could hardly understand anything that was going on, but at least the world wasn't just bright light and loud noise anymore. There seemed to be a woman with green hair yelling at them, them being himself, Lodestone, some other guy, and Travis, who seemed to have rescued him. Which was nice of him. Alex tried to croak out some sort of thanks as the green haired woman talked, but he couldn't hear himself over the ringing in the ears and all that came out were a few nonsense syllables.

But then things started to happen, and quickly. His senses were starting to return to him, and the first thing heard was the crumbling of rock. Lots of rock. With an unsteady arm Alex pulled himself up and peered over their shelter, watching as the ceiling began to collapse. It took all of Alexander's willpower to not turn incorporeal and leave the others behind. Maybe if he'd stared at the rapidly collapsing ceiling a few seconds longer he would have bailed on his teammates, but luckily he was distracted from the site of his impending doom by the sound of his name being called. Legard looked over to see who had said his name, or to find out if his name had been said at all, with his current hearing he could hardly tell. It seemed like Lodestone was laying down some sort of plan. Something about backrooms. No wait, vacuums!

"Vacuums? Fuck, ow!" Alex clutched his head in pain, talking didn't create pleasant inner ear vibrations "No man, I can't do vacuums. I can try and steal their oxygen. If they even breath. Ow. But that's it" Luckily separating different gases was pretty basic stuff for the aerokinetic, because basic was about all he could handle at the moment. Again the teenager pulled himself up and started to pull the oxygen out from around the two foreign combatants. After more than a few false starts Alex felt his abilities start to take affect, sucking only the oxygen away from the two. If he was lucky they wouldn't even notice they were suffocating until they passed out. He'd like to have hid as his plan went into action, but he need to keep an eye on the two so he could keep them in his oxygenless spheres of air. If all went well the two creatures would pass out before they could do any real damage to anyone. Then X-corp would take them into custody, and then everyone would go out for ice cream Sundays. Either that or the roof would collapse and the lucky ones would die instantly. Alex was really gunning for the the first option. He hadn't had a Sunday in forever.
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The Dead Girl nodded to Travis' greetings. He asked if she could help him finish up with the rooms on their level and if Brian could join Edmund in the lower levels. The Sergeant gave off a grunt and said, “Since when does this punk give out the orders? The wimp probably wouldn't last long in battle anyways.” The red hazy eyed girl walked off to check the other rooms. The Sergeant grumbled only for another moment about Travis spouting off orders.

But as she walked through the rooms searching them the Sergeant had become excited about being back in a base. It wasn't a base he had been stationed at, but it was a base no less. The military man in him always got excited at something military. It was only a short while that they were searching that Moonbeam suddenly heard shouting. It wasn't the type of shouting as if someone was in trouble, it was the type that sounded as though they were talking to someone who was.

The blue tinted girl strained to listen as the voice drew nearer. It was shouting at her. “Hey! You can't be here! No civilians!” It was the spirit of a solider, she could tell. The Dead Girl turned her head as if she was going to stare at the person who was shouting at her directly. “You're gonna have to leave... now!” The Sergeant didn't like the other spirit talking to her like that, with a angered voice he spoke, “Listen here soldier, we are here to clean house. Move on and get the hell out of our way.” Only slightly shaken at the Sergeant's comeback the soldier replied, “Sir it's my orders... You-you have to leave.”

“On whose authority? No one's here!” The Sergeant shouted back.

The soldier seemed tensed up as he responded, “Sir... maybe you should speak to my superiors.” The Sergeant chuckled as he replied, “There's other spooks we ain't seein here? Good, I have a few words for them.” Moonbeam heard the footsteps of the two retreating elsewhere and because of the echo of the steps, she couldn't even follow. After a few moments the girl called out, “Sergeant?” It had gone quiet. She never liked it quiet.

The Dead Girl had become intangible and fast walked through the walls. Unable to hear anything. She found herself eventually going into the lower levels. She wasn't panicked that the Sergeant was gone but if there was others why hadn't she heard them? How many were there? The blue skinned girl took and unneeded breath of air to calm down. What was she worrying about, she wondered.

Suddenly she heard a sound, more like a commotion. A loud commotion. Moonbeam walked through a few walls before coming through a wall to a most bizarre situation. The team she came with, and three new others. She tilted her head and lowered her eyebrows in confusion. “I missed something... very important...”
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The debris came down and buried Blastaar, though the little soft skinned creatures did their best to protect themselves. One of them blasted up a field of some sort as another used some strange magic or technology to build a supporting column. So, they were clever enough to work together, that meant they were clever enough to train. Good. Annihilus lifted his wand, and absorbed the remnants of the shield that the more competent of the motley had produced, recharging his weaponry. He put his hand to his helmet, and set the translator to random. Eventually, it would find the linguistic code of his new servants. For now though, he looked at them with disdain, and ignored them as he looked around this place he'd found himself. Without so much as an acknowledgement of their threat, he strode towards what was a clear exit into another part of this building. He kicked at the pile of debris that had bested his long time foe and smirked, "You can't even keep a ceiling from crumbling on you, how can you think to keep a universe from implosion?"

As Annihilus stalked away, Blastaar heard the high-pitched screech of his enemy’s voice and targeted the sound. The insect needed armor and devices to survive and be god among lesser beings; Blastaar, Emperor of the Baluurians, did not such trinkets, he was naturally well-endowed. The pile of debris burst apart in a shower molten rock. His powerfully built legs waded easily through the glowing rock without it so much as singing his hair. Plaster dust cascaded unnoticed from his shaggy mane as his gaze circled the room, barely registering the slaves occupied with cowering and cleaning up the wreckage, and scowled at the open passage. Against his invaluable hide, the SPIN darts flattened and fell to the floor, crushed beneath his feet.

With eyes glowing red in rage, he pounded toward the door. His large hand grasped the newly constructed pillar; ripping in from its foundation, he hefted it over one massive shoulder like a club. It was admittedly primitive, but great subtly wasn’t needed to squash a bug. On his way out the door, he dismissed the small, hairless ones with a glance… except shapely the female with the green hair, letting his eyes roam her body. Even across dimensions, the look was unmistakable – I’ll see you later.
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The mountain quivered with the force of the blows that the two extra-dimensional creatures traded with one another. Holding his hand up in front of him, Lodestone worked the molecular charges of the air particles, forcing them to bounce back the incoming debris that fell from the ceiling. With a mountain on top of them, they could only afford so many mistakes, but also only so many chances. They didn't have much to work with since, well, their knowledge on aliens was pretty limited. Lodestone's was anyways. With Travis generating a pillar, he watched as the insectoid alien looked toward them, holding its staff aloft. Dead Girl entered behind them.

"I should be able to at least shut off the power -- which should just shut down the void. I don't --" his voice croaked, feeling a tug on his shield. The moment that alien shifted its staff, the energies Lodestone used to generate the shield began to be drawn away and soon, they disappeared. "Crap," he muttered, debris now beginning to come their way.

With one of the aliens walking away, another rose from the debris with glowing eyes. Shifting, Edmund laid his hand on the newly fabricated pillar, sending a flow of charges into the metal of the construct. "I think we should move," he said, his words drowned out by the sound of the green-haired woman firing her weapon at the oncoming alien. The weapons bounced off the creature's hide without it even recognizing that it had been shot at.

Taking the liberty of pushing people along as the alien came, Edmund hugged the wall as the alien tore the pillar from its position, hefting it as a club over one of its shoulders. Edmund trained the metaphysical threads of control over electromagnetism on the pillar, taking the opportunity of the alien's disregard of defending itself against the human inhabitants of the bunker (as well as its momentary glance at the SHIELD woman) to manipulate the previously charged pillar. The manipulation would cause the pillar to press against the alien, hopefully carrying it along as the metal construct flew towards and (once more) hopefully carry it back through the void.

Maybe later just wasn't soon enough.
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