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Post by domofudge on Jun 23, 2011 22:33:02 GMT -5
The younger of the twins scoffed "And yet this is the best she can do for you? Jolt and I work for freakin' CADMUS and the Light, we can get you a five star hotel in an hour. Besides, who are you gonna trust, some actual heroes or a gigantic lizard who tried to eat us? And probably you too!" Shockwave stepped on his brother's foot knowing that this was no place to start an argument, especially since he had his suspicions that Krepta might have been nearby. However, upon hearing Lobo's threats, he had to admit that this wasn't what he had planned. Sure he wanted peace but the mission was capture the alien and the dragon, not get scared and run away. Thus, he decided to take Lobo's words into account and make a proposition. "Uncle Lobo, you said you had a bounty mission yes?" he smirked, a confident expression spreading across his face. His brother raised and eyebrow, whispering loudly. "What the crap do you think you're doing?" "Helping both him and us."
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Post by cptdragon9 on Jun 24, 2011 5:15:30 GMT -5
The younger of the twins scoffed "And yet this is the best she can do for you? Jolt and I work for freakin' CADMUS and the Light, we can get you a five star hotel in an hour. Besides, who are you gonna trust, some actual heroes or a gigantic lizard who tried to eat us?”
Lobo eye the duo suspiciously. “Seem awfully small fer the super-hero type,” he murmured. He also didn’t wholly believe that the dragon would’ve attempted to eat them; one being that they were so small, and two if she had “attempted” to do so, they probably wouldn’t be standing here right now.
"Uncle Lobo, you said you had a bounty mission yes?" he smirked, a confident expression spreading across his face.
That might have been the wrong thing to say as Lobo’s body language (and boy could his body say quite a bit, just by odor alone, never mind rippling muscle mass). Clearly the Czarnian regarded the bounty as “his” and clearly not to be poached upon, especially by two pipsqueak wanna-be superheroes. Still he chose not to rip their heads from their shoulders just yet. The idea of being regarded as somebody’s “uncle”, especially since his visage seemed to inflict as much fear as the boy had of his own father; seemed to stroke that oversized ego of his even further. “Yeah?” he replied with a definite grumbling growl in the back of his throat.
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Post by domofudge on Jun 25, 2011 20:52:11 GMT -5
Shockwave looked up at Lobo, this was easier than he thought. "Well then, I'm pretty sure you wouldn't mind a bit of back up. We're tougher than we look." His plan was simple, if they helped Lobo then he'd owe them. And if he owed them, they could bring him to the base for capture no problem. Jolt looked at his elder with concern and a bit of confusion, perhaps twin telepathy was overrated. Luckily he was reassured by a firm grip on his arm and a stern expression. Shockwave spoke again, making sure he didn't come off as too cocky. "Trust me, what's the worst that can happen?" Both boys had the same idea. We've got this in the bag.
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Post by cptdragon9 on Jun 27, 2011 2:33:21 GMT -5
The Czarnian loomed in closer. “I dun need no help,” he spat at them; though he only seemed mildly irked at the offer. He was clearly curious, though it hard to tell if he was scheming behind that blood curdling gleam in his eye.
Then the monster yawned, exposing the most horrid set of teeth in mottled greens and yellows. He smacked his lips a few times. “Fine,” he finally agreed. “Ya wanna help? Den git outta ‘ere fer now. Meet me onna north side ‘er town tommorra’ evening’ and we’ll put ya at work.”
He shook his head, wondering if this was going to be a bad idea, but then turned back to look the scrawny duo over. “Vamoos afor da Queen Lizard gits back.” The he sat back down on the moldy couch, clearly intent on attempting to get at least a partial night’s sleep.
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Post by domofudge on Jun 29, 2011 0:03:16 GMT -5
"Thanks," Jolt responded with a grin "we'll see ya soon." With that sentence the two left the building. The base they had in Gotham wasn't too far off from their patrol area, so it didn't take long for them to get there by foot. The Light had many bases spread across the world and was funded by many big names, yet they liked keeping their bases discreet. Once again, the boys found themselves walking into an old ice cream shop and entering a familiar room in the back, leading to an array of hallways and mechanisms that appeared to be straight out of sci-fi movies. They had to report to the main office about their patrol. Both boys were feeling rather proud of themselves as they walked into the familiar office, Room 218. However, their boss wasn't happy by how late they were. Fixing her lab coat, the stern, middle aged woman spoke. "You boys were supposed to report here half an hour ago." she grumbled, fixing her glasses. With a sheepish grin, Jolt spoke up first "We met the extra terrestrial that landed in the area, it was pretty awesome-" "I DON'T CARE HOW AWESOME IT WAS," she snapped back "Explain to me why he hasn't been captured for study!" It was Shockwave's turn to speak this time. "Ma'am, please calm down. We set up a plan. We have pretended to befriend the creature since he can clearly overpower the two of us and plan to lure him here for capture. If this plan works we might be able to bring you both the extra terrestrial and perhaps... His bounty." The woman seemed pleased this time, and eased back into her chair. She scanned her papers which were sprawled unevenly across her desk and smiled. "Good. Have it done by tomorrow." Both boys nodded; tomorrow was going to be a long day. ((OOC: Permission to time skip I guess?))
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Post by cptdragon9 on Jun 30, 2011 5:43:23 GMT -5
((OOC: Permission to time skip I guess?))
(Unless Krepta’s ready to post, I’m game….)
Lobo watched the duo leave, more to make sure that they Did leave and weren’t being stupid enough to linger outside in hopes of making the dragon’s life a living hell. The Czarnian was second guessing himself now, not a common thing for Lobo to do, but it seemed something was nagging him like a Sleutinain flea and no matter how hard he shook his head, he couldn’t quite dislodge the damn thing.
Still, he was tired, and he had but the fear of whatever piss-ass god they worshipped into them. If they knew what was good for them, they’d stay away from the lizard’s inner sanctum…
… or he might actually be forced to eat them.
The muscle-bound bounty hunter finally flopped back onto the couch, the left side cracking under his weight as he propped his size 32 hobnail boots on the arm, wrapping those beefy arms around his chest, and tucking his chin into the fold of the cushioning.
Once more the room rattled with his snores…..
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Post by Krepta on Jul 5, 2011 16:23:23 GMT -5
(( That's fine by me. :3 I've got Krepta off in New York gathering supplies and harassing the undead. XD ))
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Post by domofudge on Jul 6, 2011 21:38:10 GMT -5
The next day, Team Electroshock had once again returned to the old, run down street. They had decided simply to sit back and wait for Lobo to come out to start their mission. Surely finding Lobo's bounty wouldn't be too hard. Eventually,they figured they might be able to catch all three of them and bring them to headquarters. As precaution, Shockwave brought a couple beers for Lobo. He wasn't of legal age, so he had to nab it from one of their father's stashes. He hoped he wouldn't notice.
Jolt in the meantime was starting to get impatient.
"Dude! Looooboooo! We're here, man!"
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Post by cptdragon9 on Jul 7, 2011 3:50:07 GMT -5
(( That's fine by me. :3 I've got Krepta off in New York gathering supplies and harassing the undead. XD ))
(man, I’m missing undead carnage? Pooh!)
Lobo clearly was not a morning person. Granted he was normally quite a gruesome creature to behold even in his more animated moods, but the way the monster squinted in the bright morning light indicated that he was not quite awake, or perhaps alive.
He’d waited for the overgrown gecko, but it seemed her Lizardness had been detained somewhere along the line. He thought briefly about going to find her since she was supposed to be bringing him back some cigars and other creature comforts. It would have been easy to track her as that reptile stank was easy to pick out among the human population, but frankly Lobo was still wallowing in his depressed funk. He figured the quicker he got his mark, got his bike repaired and/or replaced, the sooner he’d be off this depressing rock.
But apparently it also meant babysitting.
The monster lumbered up the sidewalk, fairly oblivious to the carnage that was erupting around him as normal citizens on the street, seeing said monster and rightfully assuming that he was bad business; were scurrying out of the way, pointing, screaming, and otherwise carrying on. Lobo did his level best to ignore the fracas, wincing every now and then when a particularly high pitched scream rattled his brains; but thankfully the lethargic mood kept him from breaking necks and yanking out tonsils. He crossed the street; causing two accidents in the process as a delivery van screeched to a halt to avoid plowing into the Czarnian and was immediately rear ended by a garbage truck, followed by a station wagon. Lobo tried to ignore the blaring horn that was stuck, but finally he turned, grimacing before he plunged his fist through the front of the van and ripped out the wiring, bringing the claxon to a sudden halt. He shook his head, the slick oily hair flying freely about before settling back against his neck; then he finished crossing the street to stand in front of the kids. “Well, git it in gear. Ain’t got all day.”
He then turned, sticking that schnozz into the wind and inhaled before giving an evil smile. It seemed that his quarry had indeed landed on this clodball of a planet. Well that made things much easier. He quickly picked up into a trot, causing the crowd that had amassed around the wreckage to once again scurry out of his way or risk being run over. Again the brute seemed oblivious to his surrounding now that he had his mark’s scent.
He could almost hear the credits being deposited to his account now.
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Post by domofudge on Jul 7, 2011 21:36:52 GMT -5
The lighter brunette couldn't help but laugh at the scene playing out around Lobo; it was just too good. The young boy kept laughing until his elder brother punched him in the shoulder with a firm WAP. Public danger and panic was serious business to the elder, he knew that their boss wouldn't be happy hearing about that.
Jolt winced but then turned towards Lobo with a grin. "That was freakin' hilarious, man. You caused freakin' accidents! It must rock being able to cause that just by walking!"
"That isn't anything to be happy about," Shockwave grumbled "now come on. We already caused enough of a scene by standing here in our hero uniforms and dragging Lobo out here." It made Shockwave a little uncomfortable just how comfortable his brother was with the city in a scrambled mess. He groaned as he saw a young lady scream and run away at the sight of Lobo.
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Post by cptdragon9 on Jul 8, 2011 22:26:28 GMT -5
The snarl on Lobo’s face did curl into a milk-curdling smile as he heard the kid’s accolades echoing behind him. Okay, maybe it was a cheap ego- builder; but causing a little bit of a stir just by walking down the street did seem go a long way in stroking that Czarnian pride of his. Still he was on the job. The scent wasn’t fresh, but it was still trackable and it led Lobo and his cohorts deeper into the underbelly of Gotham.
Turns out that Gotham had one pretty big belly. Even in the light of day the buildings had a grayish cast, a layer of grunge, and outward blemish that reflected the unseemly lifestyle that bubbled under the surface. Normal hardworking pedestrians slowly gave way to beggars, loiterers, then drug dealers and prostitution. Even the more hardcore of these miscreants seemed to innately understand that confronting the behemoth of a monster that pounded along on the pavement was not to be crossed in any way, shape or form.
Lobo seemed oblivious to the change of scenery, the red eyes continuing to burn with their own internal infernal glow as his gaze swept from side to side, hoping that his prey would somehow mysteriously pop out into the open for him to pounce upon.
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Post by domofudge on Jul 9, 2011 16:21:33 GMT -5
Jolt leaned back on the street lamp behind him, catching his breath after all of that laughter. The more serious of the two kept his poker face on as he looked up at Lobo; this mission was serious business and this had to work or both boys would be screwed over.
"Alright, so first things first. Who is this bounty that you're after? We need at least a name or physical discription if you want us to help you out. Wouldn't want us beating up your back up, now would you?" he asked, shoving his hands into his pockets with the slightest hint of confidence in his smirk. Little did most know, Shockwave was just doing this to appear as if he had done this before to Lobo. He was sure that appearing experienced would be one of the best ways to ensure Lobo's trust.
"Yeah, dude. Is this like some freaky green alien guy with like nine arms or something?" asked the younger twin, his arms moving in an awkward and animated fashion as if to immitate nine arms. The boys began walking now, slowly guiding Lobo through Gotham to try and find an easy way to get to a high veiw point.
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Post by cptdragon9 on Jul 11, 2011 4:22:38 GMT -5
Lobo paused, looking the two kids over before giving a long sigh as he rolled his eyes then went back to his ground-eating stride. "If ee's gotta name, he ain't gonna use it. If he's gotta specific look, he's gonna change it so we don't recognize 'im. I'm guessin' he ain't gonna be no green squid guy since a green squid guy ain't gonna blend. And you ain't Touchin' 'im!" The Czarnian had spun about to poke his finger, nearly as thick as one of those horrendous cigars that he normally chewed on. " 'Not one scratch'. Dat's what my employer said."
He paused, lifting his nose into the unseen current. All the muscles on his body (and there were a lot of them) were now taunt. Lobo was on point. Then the Main Man veered and charged straight into what looked like the seediest bar God had ever put on this green little planet. It was dark. Thankfully it was dark because every step on the floor was on something either stick or slimy. One probably didnft want to look any of the patrons in the eye either. Some were still clearly wanted men, and wanted to remain un-captured and/or unrecognized. Others may have been wanted, but instead of hiding under thick brims and dark corners, they were in the center of the room, currently betting on a brutal round of arm wrestling; brutal because the loser would have the back of his hand shoved into a strategically placed tray of broken glass.
All of the entertainment froze the second Lobo stepped into the bar. All eyes were focused on the monster as he made his way across the bar, his nose goinf for all it was worth...
... all the way up to the bar.
Here the albino leviathan took in the whole scene at the counter, his head swiveling this way and that, his insane schnoz twitching and contorting so much that the nose hairs coiled and writhed like small wire snakes. Lobo then drew himself to his full height, the greasy hair just brushing the beams crossing the cobweb-infested ceiling.
"Gimme a beer," he snarled.
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Post by domofudge on Jul 13, 2011 1:35:26 GMT -5
This was the best day of Jolt's life since the time his family moved to a place right across from a model agency. They were working alongside an alien in a bounty mission and were now inside of a freakin' bar! Neither of the boys were even checked for an ID. The boy immediately found himself oggling over the new environment, ignoring the fact that everyone in the store was scared pantsless by Lobo.
Meanwhile, his brother decided to take the situation a little more seriously and was scanning the room for people with questionable behavior. He muttered towards Lobo, trying to keep their mission a bit under cover.
"How are we suppossed to find him then? Gotham is a large city, not to mention a shady one, so doing background checks or looking for shady behaviour would be pointless. If this is a kind of ability you have that we don't, I would appreciate it if you told me what it was."
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Post by cptdragon9 on Jul 14, 2011 4:42:50 GMT -5
Keep their mission a bit under cover? Yeah. Right.
The Czarnian was too interested in slaking his thirst to pay either brother any mind. He drained the tankard offered, then handed it right back for a refill, one that seemed to come right back before he could rest his hand on the countertop once again. Lobo drained that drought as well, and two more; before he decided to address the questions at hand.
Of course by this time word of the monster’s arrival at the bar had travelled up and down the alley and the establishment was now the central hub of activity. Those that were not brave enough to enter the Main Man’s domain hovered outside the doorway, gawking at the chalky white-skinned alien that was clearly dominating the scene.
The bounty hunter further proclaimed his domination by emitting a burp that caused the yellowed flat wallpaper to snap up into long curls like window blinds. He then looked over his shoulder to glare at the older boy. “Les’ jus’ say I gotta nose fer these t’ings. The weasely little punk’s been ‘ere.”
Suddenly Lobo’s arm snapped outwards, snagging the bartender as he swept by with another drink. He then stood up, holding his newly caught victim off the floor. “Der was a guy here, not too long ago. Little fella. Bad haircut. Thick black geek glasses. Smelt like piss ‘n failure. Mighta hadda little blue marble wid’ ‘im ‘bout dis big.” The leviathan of a creature held up his free hand to measure out the size of the object that would have been about an inch tall. Lobo then drew the man closer to him, his overbearing B.O. making the poor tender’s eyes water. “Where’d ‘e go?” the monster growled.
(any baddies (or goodies) wanna wade in here and “talk” to Lobo? Don’t make me pull an NPC outta my butt. You won’t like who I bring in)
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