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The taste of betrayal; (Open)
Topic Started: Apr 20 2014, 09:42 PM (906 Views)
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Hello Rhino.

Will didn't really have time to think anything other than that statement. Mostly because there wasn't anything more important going on in the room at that moment. Everyone was thinking about it. Will briefly wished the Rhino was an elephant. Then there'd be an elephant in the room. And Will could make a witty statement and everyone would laugh. Ha. Ha. Oh look there's liquid on the floor.

Will's train of thought was briefly interupted by what sounded like a mexican rodeo...with a slight french twist. The sound stopped when your-friendly-neighborhood-arachno--humanoid freed Gambit and grabbed the rhino with some white sticky things. Oh yeah, wait, right they were webs. Will stood up from his position behind the counter just in time to hear Spiderman call for everyone to leave.

"No! We're heroes! We stand and fi-" And then he ducked back under the table to dodge debris from the Rhino's rampage.

That looked real heroic.

He just had enough time to witness Alex throw a makeshift molotov cocktail at the beast. It was quite pretty and quite impressive. Will needed to get into this fight. He jumped over the counter and went around the beast to a chair, whiched he smashed up pretty quick. Simultaneously he witnessed blue lady rip off the bottom of her dress (which was kinda hot, he remembered thinking) and get on a table and do...something, before it turned out that something didn't work.

When Will looked back to his finished work, he had fashioned two makeshift batons out of the chair legs. Yay. He positioned himself right next to the Rhino, and tried to get his attention.

"HEY! FART FACE!" The redhead could have probably come up with a better insult. Regardless, the bad guy turned his head to face Will, who then proceded to throw one of his sticks. It wacked the Rhino in the face, which had almost no effect, but it did register a shaking of the head and a snarl.

Will took this as a victory and fist pumped into the air, "HUZZAH!" which he then brought down into rock n' roll fingers and stuck his tongue out. He shared his victory with the rest of the room, turning around and-hey wait who's that?

There was a red guy standing there. Like not doing anything at all. Will made a grumpy face. He didn't want to be racist, but red guys typically were evil. Or rude. Will had bad experiences with red guys. He did not like this red guy. He pointed his baton at Mr. Red Guy accusingly and spoke in a now thick Irish accent "Hey yer noh-" and then The Rhino whacked the redhead, launching him a couple feet across the room until he smashed into a table. Ow.

When he recovered, the big bad guy was...not there. It looked like Mr. Red Guy was saying something about Spiderman. Something mean. Will had lost his stick but still clenched his fists. He did not like Mr. Red Guy AT ALL right now.
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Alexander
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Alex was still trying to figure out a way to attempt to fix his Rhino-on-fire problem, as it seemed the fire wasn't stopping him, it? Something. Anyway. Before he could think of another ingenious plan, Ariel was clearly attempting fast-freezing Rhino, simultaneously trying to dodge the huge beast and Will, mustang-man, was possibly trying to help her by distracting him. It. Whatever. Either that or he was trying to take on Rhino with a stick.

And then someone spoke up, with a smoldering voice made for villainous speeches about world-domination.

“Do you know what I truly despise? I truly hate humans who attempt to be Gods.”

Stepping into the bar, Alex got a full view of his face and in the back of his alcohol mulled brain he remembered that face from somewhere. The news maybe? Was he one of those big heroes that came to safe the day? For the life of him, Alex couldn't place the face, or remember a name, good, or bad? Good, or bad? The man rose from the floor, like and suddenly the pressure in the whole bar dropped so quickly it made Alex's ears pop like in plane, and Rhino went flying through the room, taking a formerly nice solid wall with him. The man had thrown him with his mind as easily as a child discarded of a toy it'd grown bored with!

Alex mouth hung open. He really really wanted this dude to be good. Otherwise, they should all just fall to their knees, or bend over, and praise their new mutant overlord, because this dude was as far out of Alex's league as one could possibly get. He might be the strongest mutant Alex had ever even seen.

“That's why I don't care for you,” Exodus said, then pointed at Spider-Man. “You are an example of humans attempting to compete with evolution. When we are the chosen.” He moved his hand towards Gambit, Ariel, and the others. “Not you, Spider-Man.”

"Hey! Spider-man is cool!" Alex heard himself say, sounding like a five-year old in a deep discussion with another five-year-old about which superhero was the coolest. "... I mean, in my opinion.. which could be wrong. Mr. Super Strong Telepath Sir." At this very moment he missed Dom with the passion of a thousand suns. Surely if this dude was bad, Dom would've been able to strike up a conversation about terrorism or whatever and they could all laugh this off and have a beer, or something.
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Ariel Jensen
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Ariel was getting tired of fighting this giant ass lab experiment on steroids and she looked around to see if there was any chance for her to get this beast outside and just freeze it. Freezing him from the inside was taking way too long and she was too vulnerable against him, counting on the others to keep him way from her. Especially standing in such a small room, that only seemed smaller with the guy trashing everything in his way.

“Seriously, Alex! How about a car drive in here and accidentally hit this thing, taking him outsi-“ Ariel stopped in the middle of her sentence when a powerful voice cut through the room, interrupting everything going on and before she could even blink and register where the voice was coming from, Rhino had left the building with a force so great she had only seen it a few times before. She had her back turned to the one who had come in to save the day, not needing to see him in order to have a clear idea of who it was. Her muscles tensed and she took a deep breath trying to clear her mind of anything she wouldn’t want this guy to know – just like she had been told to do, after the last time a telepath had tried to gain its way into her mind.

She slowly turned around as he was giving a speech on how he disliked Spider-man and the rest of them were the chosen ones alongside himself. She raised her brow and crossed her arms beneath her chest “You have got to be kidding me. The leader of the terrorists steps casually into a bar, interrupts a perfectly harmless fight and then starts preaching about how a simple gene mutation makes over millions ‘chosen’?” she asked and knew she ought to be careful with this guy.

“Not that I don’t appreciate your help, with the zoo animal, but shouldn’t you embrace all mutants no matter how they came to their powers?” She narrowed her eyes and looked straight at him “We all know you could crush each and everyone of us in here, with just one thought. But that doesn’t mean that your opinion is the only opinion and that we, as your fellow members of the mutant race, needs to agree with you. Spider-man isn’t playing God. He’s helping innocent people, mutant and humans alike.”

For once in her life, Ariel wished she could just keep her mouth shut. She was basically calling the most dangerous man on the planet out for being narrow-minded, but she wasn’t ready to fight him. She couldn’t. And so provoking him was the worst idea she could do, but her mouth was just running like a verbal diarrhea.
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