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Post by Krepta on Sept 12, 2011 9:28:06 GMT -5
Krepta gave a thin smile over her shoulder. "Good to know someone does," she answered, peering out the door briefly to check if Lobo was on his way back. "But it's really not so bad. No worse than any other city. Bat's... at least where I came from, has cleaned things up pretty good. The Joker's still a problem, and occasionally we got the Toyman up from Metropolis, but I haven't seen Scarecrow or Poison Ivy in years." She turned to face him again, her face a mask of concern. "Are you sure you're okay with this," she asked, looking him over as if he might spontaneously combust sheerly from being in contact with Gotham. "I'm sure I don't have to tell you how dangerous this can get..." She didn't want to put her friend at risk if he wasn't ready for it.
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Post by Wolfy T. Twisted on Sept 12, 2011 18:34:36 GMT -5
Maurice stopped fidgeting with the bandages on his arm long enough to meet the dragon's eye. "I wouldn't have come all the way over here if I wadn' okay with it. Besides, it's only for a little while." He dared to force a grin. "I think I can handle it."
The whole gesture would have been a lot sweeter if Maurice wasn't well-known for being a complete door mat.
Something she said got his attention though and he forgot about worrying about what this Lobo would be like. The vampire rubbed under one eye. "Years? Years in your Gotham or years in this Gotham?" He was still a little lost on just how long Krepta had been here. Or anywhere. Things got so confusing when you walked the earth. "Does that mean he could be out there somewhere--Scarecrow, I mean?"
He didn't care if the Scarecrow here wasn't the same one that manipulated him and attacked his friends back in The Switch. The only good Crane was a dead one. That was something he'd stick by until the bitter end no matter how much Krepta seemed to be against killing people.
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Post by domofudge on Sept 12, 2011 22:33:45 GMT -5
The danger that was in store for Krepta, of course, wasn't Toyman, the Joker, not even the Penguin, but a teenage boy. Shockwave meandered his way back to the warehouse in a bit of a tantrum against his brother, out of breath, clambered through the dirty alleyways in search of a less noticeable route inside. Noticing an easily accessible stairway composed of rope-bound crates, he decided that using the tattered boxes would be the best way inside. He watched himself, being sure to be as silent as possible as we made his way to a semi-barricaded window, moist with age. Yuck. He reached over to break inside, but heard voices inside. He stopped himself to press an ear to the wood.
"...have to tell you how dangerous.." "...could be out there somewhere--Scarecrow..."
One girl voice, one guy. Something about one of them seemed freakishly familiar. He attempted to peer inside for another look.
As this was happening, Jolt tailed behind Lobo. He huffed over his own frustrations with his brother. "Why should we care if he's at the warehouse anyways? It's not like he's gonna find chiz. He got lost in a 7-11 when we were kids, I betcha he's gonna get lost in the first room." Kicking a stone, he looked up at Lobo. Now this guy was super cool, but no, his brother always had to shove his responsibilities down everyone's throats. He didn't want to focus on Shockwave right now. "Lobo, shouldn't we be looking for that geekatron you're after?"
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Post by Krepta on Sept 14, 2011 22:33:34 GMT -5
Krepta had to grimace. "It's... possible..." she said slowly, "But to be honest with you, I haven't seen much of any villain lately, so it looks like Bat's is staying on top of his game." And she knew there was a Batman here, because she had seen the signal with her own two eyes. Batman always answered the signal. Which meant the commissioner was probably on his side too, even if it wasn't Gordon. She hoped it was though. She had only fleetingly met the man, but she had liked him almost instantly. He was a good man, gruff, but good. He was something the city needed. "I wouldn't worry too much," she assured him. "He might as well be an ordinary man to me. I can burn off his fear gas pretty easily, and from there, well, he's just as breakable as anyone else." She offered him a warm smile. She turned and was about to say something else when a scent wafted down with the breeze and she froze. Slowly, she narrowed her eyes and turned around again, sniffing heavily at the air. "God damn it," she hissed, inhaling. Her brain processed the wild array of scents that came her way and sorted them. Musty water stains, the blood from the cow, Maurice, that smelly couch, and there among them, the fresh scent of a teenage boy. This particular teenaged boy scent though, was one she had hoped to never catch again. "Where is Lobo. Slacker..." "Excuse me, Maurice," she said lowly. "I have unwelcome company." And this time she was more prepared! Slinking into the shadows, she focused and began to shrink rapidly as she ran. Fur sprouted out over softening scales that melted back into flesh, and her tail shortened and thinned out, while that long muzzle shrank as well. Horns turned into fuzzy little ears, and long talons into retractable claws. A cat rounded the bend outside, small, black and slightly worn looking. Most likely a stray by it's thin appearance. Curious, it bounded up the boxes that Shockwave had used to climb up to the window and appeared beside him with a bright little, "Mrrr?" It's tail lashed slowly from side to side, and it's envy green eyes were luminous in the darkness. It reached out a paw slowly to bat at his leg.
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Post by Wolfy T. Twisted on Sept 14, 2011 22:43:30 GMT -5
Maurice stood up but only followed her a few paces. This was Krepta's territory and she knew what went down and where and usually why. At least he thought so.
Now that he was alone in the warehouse, the place started giving him the willies. He wondered if it would be a good idea to hide... Krepta sure didn't describe this unwelcome company. It could be the Jehovas Witness people or something worse. He fumbled with the bandags on his arm until they started to unwravel. He grumbled to himself and set to fixing it to take his mind of how eerie the place was.
The vampire kept an ear open for any screams or yowls or gunfire or God only knew what else could go on in this place. This horrible, horrible place.
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Post by cptdragon9 on Sept 16, 2011 14:29:53 GMT -5
(I can almost see now... things are still blurry but at least the swelling has gone down and the searing pain has subsided....
still makes driving an interesting proposition...
Lobo’s face in a scowl was not a pleasant thing to behold. Clearly something about the “geekatron” had the Czarnian irked and he wasn’t about to out and out say it. So instead he chose to ignore it until he could figure out what was going on. Besides it was clear that “Big Brother” was getting uncomfortably close to Krepta and that would surely not be a good thing since he’d promised to get the kids off her back.
The scowl deepened.
Even as he bit his lip, drawing enough blood to fill what essentially were worry lines around his mouth; he picked up the rock that Jolt had been kicking about. He tested the weight of it in his hand before taking aim and chucking it at Shockwave as the kid tried to navigate around Krepta’s hideout.
And as if nobody was going to notice a 7 ft tall monster skulking in the dark, Lobo ducked back behind the wall, dragging Jolt with him. So far he hadn’t offered one bit of reason (like Lobo used reason to begin with) as to why he was tailing the kid’s older brother, but it seemed that it was of some importance.
He then held up one of those chalky white muscular fingers to his lips in hopes that Jolt would shut his yap before he gave away their position.
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Post by domofudge on Sept 16, 2011 22:22:27 GMT -5
Jolt listened to the freakish alien and childishly plucked the invisible zipper from the corner of his lip. He grinned and looked over to his brother. His brother was talking to a cat; both of the twins adored cats, though neither could have cats of their own due to Jolt's allergies. From below, he could instantly spot the elder fawning over the feline.
"Why aren't you a cute little kitty?" he chuckled, lifting up Krepta gently and petting her fur. Unfortunately, his happy moment was ruined when a rock hit the side of his temple at a freakish speed. "OW! Freakin'-" He put down Krepta and gripped his head, hoping no one inside had heard him yell. He covered his mouth a peered over through a crack in the window to look inside.
So far so good.
Sighing in relief, he looked around for the rock throwing perpetrator.
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Post by Krepta on Sept 17, 2011 1:44:10 GMT -5
"Meow," Krepta said again, but this time it came out in the rumbling voice of her dragon form. A dark shadow fell over the boy. She had taken the moment he took to look around for his attacker to transform. The crimson reptile was perched daintily on the boxes behind him, and it would have been funny if it weren't for those huge, sharp teeth that glinted out of the darkness in the distant light of the streetlamps. She had seen the rock, and could only assume that Lobo was nearby-- well, no, really his scent had given him away, but she was trying not to think of that. Besides, it was payback time. She had given her warning. Now she was going to teach this little brat a lesson or two. "Well," she growled, "This situation feels familiar. Except, this time, I may or may not eat you," she snarled. She dug her hindclaws into the wooden boxes and moved to swat him off the top of the pile of crates with one enormous claw. It was high up enough that it wasn't likely to kill him, but broken limbs, well, she couldn't vouch for that. She had given him more than enough chances to stay away. Now she was going to drive the point home. "I'd run if I were you," she hissed darkly. A sudden thought occurred to her and she grinned. "Hey, wanna meet a real vampire?" she asked, but her voice still held that dark tone to it. She laughed lowly. "Hey, Maurice, c'mere! Come meet the little white knight who wants to slay me," she called, fangs flashing. She had seen Maurice do his thing before. Surely between the two of them he'd get the message at last. If not, well, she could always drop him off somewhere in New York or something.
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Post by Wolfy T. Twisted on Sept 17, 2011 7:28:58 GMT -5
Maurice had been sitting tight like a good boy, listening as best he could. However, the small stir drew him closer to one of the walls so he could listen. When Krepta called his name, he jerked all over, but then relaxed. It wasn't a blood-curdling scream. White knight? Prepared to do what he was summoned here to do, Maurice found his way back out of the warehouse and stepped into the alley. If you didn't know him, he was a pretty imposing sight with his large frame and wild hair. The whole having-red-eyes thing tended to put people off as well. He squinted at Shockwave and was instantly disappointed. He didn't have any shining armor or a helmet or even a sword! In the short time it had taken him to walk outside, Maurice had entertained a short, mental cartoon of Ye Olde Knights pestering Krepta the same way long-coated bible-weilders pestered him. What was this? He glanced back to Krepta and arched a brow. What was that?
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Post by cptdragon9 on Sept 22, 2011 5:00:01 GMT -5
Lobo came out from behind the building now that Krepta had dragon-ized from cat form. Well there really was no sense in hiding, and Lobo really wasn’t one to go skulking behind the bushes. In fact he really didn’t like all this sneaking around stuff. The kid was gonna find out eventually anyhow.
Besides it was clear that Krepta had things well in hand. Plus she had back up. Not that being a shape-changin-reptile wasn’t an interesting trick, but it seemed she’d picked up yet another stray. Now he was an interesting fellow. No heartbeat. Sickly sweet smell of dead flesh. Definitely a zombie type, but at least this one wasn’t tyin’ ta chomp out bits o flesh or suck out gallons of blood.
The Czarnian sauntered up to the trio, giving Shockwave a few moments to realize just what kind of trouble he was stewing in. “I c’n see why dey’r givin’ ya fits. Still dey don’t seem ta be too much of a nuisance.” He looked over Jolt’s brother with an ominous eye. “I c’n still drag ‘im out back and pummel ‘im inna paste if ya want.” Actually he didn’t want to do that. Yeah, kind of surprising, wasn’t it? But still Lobo kind of like the idea of Jolt as his lil’ Lobo sidekick and he had a feeling if he turned his brother into the consistency of crunch peanut butter, that just might put a bit of a damper on the deal.
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Post by domofudge on Sept 23, 2011 8:48:52 GMT -5
Several against one, and all Shockwave had to defend himself was the electrical charge of a Pikachu and possibly the help of his brother if he could make up for their past argument in three seconds. Noticing himself in this dangerous situation, having barely clasped onto a broken piece of drainage as the boxes he stood on were smashed, he looked around for a new place to stand. The metal and flying wood did much damage to his arm, lacerations decorating the skin around the largest gash made by his new support. Pulling himself up onto the a nearby windowsill, he pressed himself against the wall and spoke in the most confident way possible.
"So I'm up against bat-boy, an obese iguana, an obese alien and my baby brother," he continued in an almost mocking manner, ignoring his bleeding arm as he took upon a princely pose "Why thou foolish knave and thy kin hath decided to emboss this white knight. So be it. I'll whoop all of you Shakespeare style."
His brother, being the naive idiot that he is, shouted up. "Dude, stop talking in boring! We're meeting a freakin' vampire! This is like, more supernatural than the comics! It's awesome!"
"No, it's not! You just killed my heroic moment!" the elder groaned, jumping down from where he had climbed. He would have a higher advantage if he wasn't pressed up in a stationary position against the wall while fighting them, if it were even to occur. He started analyzing his opponents; Lobo he was sure he could outsmart, the vampire looked like he'd be slow or at least mildly unintelligent. His main problem, he assumed would be Krepta, both smart as well as capable of eating him. He tried to think of a strategy quickly, hoping his enemies weren't to provoked by his speech.
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Post by cptdragon9 on Sept 25, 2011 16:49:48 GMT -5
"So I'm up against bat-boy, an obese iguana, an obese alien and my baby brother," he continued in an almost mocking manner, ignoring his bleeding arm as he took upon a princely pose
"Hey! Who ya calling 'obese'? I ain't fat! Dis is all muscle!" Lobo even lifted up his shirt, revealing that he was indeed all ripped muscle... with wiry black hairs that poked out intermittently along his chalky hide.
Again the monster took in the situation. The kid was gonna panic, and probably do something stupid in the process. Most any other time, Lobo would've let the kid get himself killed; but since Lobo had gotten himself an adoring fanboy, something that just stoked his own unbelievably narcissistic attributes; Lobo was pretty sure that if Jolt's brother bit the big one it might put a damper on their relationship.
"Tell ya what. We won't mangle ya if yas tell us who dees guys are dat are afta my scaley freind here."
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Post by Krepta on Sept 27, 2011 0:04:36 GMT -5
"Try getting electrocuted a few times by one of the little brats. You'll change your mind." She paused. "Or maybe not. You'd probably like that." Those predatory eyes flicked back to the offending teen and narrowed dangerously and the dragon reared up on her hind legs, glowering down at the boy like he was a cockroach that had suddenly scurried across her floor. "Didn't anyone ever tell you," she growled, "Not to comment on a lady's weight?" The back of her great scaly paw lashed out at lightening speed as she made to backhand Shockwave off of his perch. He would be easier to fight on the ground, and maybe the impact would knock a little sense into him. It wasn't as if Maurice was any help at the moment. She had really only planned to use him as a scare tactic anyhow. She turned her head to glance back at her friend and snorted a bit of smoke in exasperation. "These are the little brats that keep harassing me. They want to cart me off to their boss, I think." As if that would ever happen. However, Lobo had brought up a good point. She crouched in place, powerful leg muscles bunching, and bat-like wings mantled, ready to do some pain causing if the kid pushed it. "Now listen to the nice hairy man, little boy, because I'm pretty sure I can snap you like a spaghetti stick. The only whooping being done here, will be done by me." She glanced Lobo's way and snorted. "And possibly him. By the way, Mr. Bounty Hunter. I don't know if you've thought of this, but letting the little monsters tag along with you isn't exactly the best way to keep them away from my hide out, considering you're, uh, crashing here. I don't have any cigars for you, but there's a dead cow inside." She turned back to her enemy with a rumbling snarl and offered him a nice view of those rows of glittering teeth. "So," she hissed. "What's it gunna be, punk? I went easy on you last time, but I'm done with warnings. I've been doing this for almost fifteen years. Do you really want to find out who's the better fighter? I don't think you do."
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Post by Wolfy T. Twisted on Sept 27, 2011 0:30:16 GMT -5
Maurice gaped a little at the dragon. She wasn't supposed to tell people about that! They'd think he was weeeeird! He only licked batteries sometimes.
He moved to keep by the wall until he was called on. He wasn't lazy! Honest! He was...being mysterious! And just really wanted to stay out of Krepta's way. She seemed to know these people and how to deal with them. The vampire watched everyone involved. However, he smelled Lobo before he saw him and it was taking quite a bit of willpower to keep form pulling a face. He didn't want to offend the guy he was supposed to be helping Krepta keep tabs on. He liked his face shaped just the way it was, thank you very much!
A darker part of Maurice wondered why nobody was using guns. It seemed to him like it would solve this problem pretty quickly.
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Post by domofudge on Sept 28, 2011 23:48:44 GMT -5
Out of the awkward, high tension and silence, Jolt decided to speak. "Shocks, couldn't we just compromise and stuff?" This only caused more awkward silences. Usually in this kind of situation, it was completely turned around. Shockwave stood for a moment, remembering back to just last month in Redmond, Washington, where their father was last stationed. Jolt picked a fight with the captain of the football team and as the elder brother, Shockwave had to come in as a mediator of sorts. "That piece of crap covered all our gear in spaghetti! I'm gonna beat the snoz out of this twerp!"
"Woah! Look, we just need to find a compromise here. Todd, you should remember me, right? You usually copy my homework. If I promise to tutor you, will you leave my brother alone?"This situation seemed horribly bizarre the other way around. Shockwave looked at his options, he thought he might as well fake an alliance. Or at least buy himself time to analyze their weaknesses more specifically. He feigned a submissive voice and walked forward with his hands up, in its own sense almost mockingly. "Alright, baby brother. You got me. The original recruits from CADMUS's Twin Project has been bested from the inside out. That's fine. My loyalty is still to the Light though, and you know that, though. So if you want me to protect your new Daddy . I need some kind of fake evidence that we can show to the agents so we can claim that our reptilian specimen perished into nothingness."
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