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Post by Wonder Girl on Mar 30, 2011 15:13:43 GMT -5
A book bag placed over her back, a pair of glasses covering her face and her hair put back into a pony tail. Madison indeed looked like a normal girl within her school uniform and appearance, walking along the side of the Golden Gate Building. Sadly, walking was the only think that bothered her in this world, since flight seemed more or less a dead give away of her abilities. At least, that was what she had to remind herself. She was here to assist those in need, as well as to be an observer. In order to do that, she had to act as two different people, one that was normal and another that was herself.
Though in truth, both seemed to hold some characteristics similar to her real self. After all, she was shy somewhat in this world strange land. So much she didn't know, yet she had to fake as if she had a good grasps of knowledge. Her first day of school ended in laughter as she found herself unable to access the potential within the"Information Highway", or internet. Then came cellphones, which she still did not completely understand, yet almost everyone she met had one. What was the point of it, instead of simply going to speak to them in person?
It is a realm of lazy citizens that can not face one another....That is the only explanation for it..
As she neared the mid-section of the bridge, she noticed signs of flames and smoke coming from the city. The sirens of police was faint, as well as some screams following it. The vessels that had once been passing her, now seemed to cease all movement as people stared at the scene in shock and horror. Madison did the same, blinking as she stood on her toes to get a better view. It was chaos. The same chaos that could be depicted in war. But who was the one causing the attack? What was the reason behind it? The young girl felt the urge for battle flow through her, a smirk forming on her face.
As far as she was from Themyscira, she was still an Amazonian. She was trained all her life to be ready for battle, and even here there was no exception to what she knew was true about herself. A warrior, perhaps not a hero, but still she was born to fight for a just cause.
Making sure that no gaze was set upon her, she walked lightly towards the side of the bridge, seeing the water that laid under it. Then, without any fear, she allowed herself to fall off, slowing herself just moments before touching the water. Moving herself under the structure's frame, she swiftly removed her uniform to reveal the clothes underneath. A shimmering red body suit, a golden belt with a sacred symbol upon its buckle, her Bracelets of Submission on each wrist, and ending with the placement of black boots over her school shoes.
Removing the ribbon from out her hair, the girl no longer looked like Madison Prince, with long flowing hair and the removal of her glasses, she was now Wonder Girl.
"Let us see what is causing this madness...."
Leaving her bag upon one of the rusted beams of the bridge, the young girl took off from under the bridge, flying up into the sky and making her way towards San Francisco. |
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Post by Fritz Stahl on Apr 1, 2011 8:21:56 GMT -5
San Francisco was quickly turned to chaos and panic with the sudden attack of the Joker-coned metahumans, who were quick to wreak havoc and cause mayhem, manslaughter and destruction. Their efforts however, were sporadic, and there was a high probability of newly-emerging superheroes coming to the scene and making short work of these morons. Sure, heroes were few, but they were times more prepared and organized than these clowns, who would never hit a side of a barn with gunfire. But yet, it was not their job to represent a threat. They were to cause chaos, and racket. The real threat worked its way quietly... Fritz was one such threat.
As he was on Joker's payroll, it was his job to be here during this attack. However, his job was not to set policemen on fire, scaring people or urinating in the mailboxes, as the clown king vigorously managed to describe. No, his job would be much more ... practical and efficient. His job was to seek out heroes who would be lured by these ... decoys as he called them, and kill. Fritz was okay with that, he was a killer, and for a very long time now. He did not care whom he would get in his crosshairs. He only had to wait.
Fritz set his position from a window on 16th floor of a tall, shiny office building, peering out through the glass that was hiding him from anybody looking from the outside, observing the fight from above. Here were many of these goons, in a firefight with the police, and, apparently, winning - the blue guys were pushed down the alleyway. That was good, hopefully someone would come to rescue them... And fall into his trap. Or ... their trap to be exact. Fritz flickered the radio on.
- March hare to Shiny, come in. Any sign of the flyboys? - he radioed a message to his ... partner. She was also supposed to be hidden somewhere, and keep surveillance... Or at least he hoped she would. The girl did not look very professional, or sane for that matter. He hoped her abilities would benefit to him, but also hoped her innate foolishness would not prove to be a liability...
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Post by Alice in wonderland on Apr 3, 2011 8:30:58 GMT -5
"Nothing here but birds and giant metal shiny birds!"
If somebody wondered where she was looking from, she was sitting on top of one of the "towers" of that red bridge known as the golden gate bridge, to others she looked like a little point, so she was mostly safe from curious eyes.
Other than people and automobiles that from a place so high looked like little ants, there was nothing of interest in her location, but it was totally funny to see those "ants", Alice in wonderland wondered if anyone of them had cake, but her cake-related desires soon were interrupted when one of those ants suddenly took flight and went towards a nearby city. Just to make sure it wasn't an ant, she used those shiny fake-eyes thing that lets her see farther and surprise surprise, it was a flying girl, something very weird buy funny!
"Hey hey march hare, there's a girl with shiny clothes going to the city! I bet she wants to have fun with those ... clowns that were throwing a party there!"
She considered all those guys over there "clowns" because their boss was the joker, and the joker was a clown, therefore all of them were clowns as well and were making people happy with their clown related activities, even from the top of the bridge's towers she could see how they made things set on fire and warm those poor unhappy people with cold.
"Did alice in wonderland do well? Can I haz cake?"
She said after reporting the situation. A good action deserved a good reward, so she wondered if she did enough to deserve a delicious cake ... hmm .... caaaake.
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Post by Wonder Girl on Apr 4, 2011 22:58:59 GMT -5
Madness....That was the best way to describe what she was witnessing below her. People dying, running in fear, and some even looting during the destruction. Had they any sense of feeling towards one another? Greed was indeed a character flaw in these people. But she was not here for that, only to lend aid, which many were in need of. So this was what her sisters had to deal with upon their stay in this world, she wondered if they every had a day that they regretted not staying on their island?
With a swift descent, the young girl landed in the middle of an intersection, looking upon two rather large individuals preparing to attack a small group of people. They had muscular builds,yet odd paint upon their faces. They looked upon her with confusion at first, then laughter. It was natural though, after all she was small compared to them.
They stated how little girls should be at home and not playing hero. It was a shame they considered her to be a joke, because she was far from it.
"I have no interest in games. You will stop your actions at once..."
Their laughter continued as both moved on either side of her, one even placing their hand on her shoulder, gripping it tightly. This action was all she needed as a reason to act, slowly reaching over to the stranger's hand,Madison firmly grabbed his wrist, causing him to yell in pain as she began to crush it. Watching his expression change, the young girl then swiftly threw him over in the direction of his partner, observing the duo fall upon the ground and stare at her in anger and shock.
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Post by Fritz Stahl on Apr 5, 2011 6:55:24 GMT -5
The "terminology", if it even could be called that way, in which his sidekick talked was hard enough to understand at first. She spoke in ... associative metaphors... Nah, that was just a fancy word for naming random bullshit, but, never the less, Fritz somehow managed to understand those, and what they meant, at least partially. Giant metal shiny birds were obviously aircraft, police one or ... tch, reporters. Those morons lacked both brains and instinct for self-preservation. It was a miracle none were shot so far - they totally deserved to get some for their arrogance. However, Shiny's next "report" managed to distract him from these thoughts though - someone was coming... Perfect.
- When this is over, I will buy you as many cakes as you wish, Shiny. The girl in shiny clothes wishes to ruin the party. But we're going to stop her. Follow her, and keep her in your sight. I will need your help soon. - Fritz's calm voice was heard through her radio. And soon afterwards, his little "theory" about the superhero ruining the "party" proved to be right - she landed in the middle of Joker's "attack force", engaging with some of those goons who suddenly found too much power in their hands. Fritz cared naught about them, but he could not allow her to take down too many of them for the police to overpower - the blue guys counterattacked immediately after wondergirl drew some of the clowns on her. And ... Fritz was there to frag the heroes, right?
He opened the window somewhere on 13th floor of the office building he were on, looking down through the scope of his rifle... The target had no way of expecting him, so he should have had a clear shot AND element of surprise. Should have had. It seemed that the stupid clowns in their feeble attempts to overpower the girl, were also blocking his sight. Well, that was unnerving. These morons were denying him to just shoot the sap and get on with it. He moved the barrel back and forth to find a gap, but these bulky bodies just blocked the sight of seemingly frail girl quite completely. Fritz felt frustration building up in his core.
Annoyed enough, and feeling he wasted too much time taking a single shot, he decided to do the most reasonable thing - knowing well where was the position of the girl behind one particularly stout fellow, he figured his 50 cal sniper rifle can put a hole through BOTH. He took his aim carefully, to ensure his bullet will hit something on its way out, computer calculating trajectory for less than a moment, and then ... pulled the trigger. Like it was said, he cared naught for the clowns...
*BANG!* and the invisible death was sent on its way, quicker than the banging sound could reach the target's ears. Less than a microsecond later the metal shell came out of the chest of the clown, towards whatever it was pointed at, and the sudden burst through the flesh showered everything in front with blood and ripped guts...
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Post by Alice in wonderland on Apr 5, 2011 15:24:47 GMT -5
"Whaaaaat!? That girl is a real meanie, we should totally spank her buttocks until they turn red for being so, so ... a party-pooper!"
How indignant! Only the meaniest of the meaniest would ruin a party only because she wasn't invited, that bad girl needed to learn a few lessons about how to be a nice person and only spaking would teach her about that, coz spanking always working in troublesome people.
"Don't worry, I'm going to be behind her all the time, like ... like somebody who's always behind a person!"
And so, Alive in wonderland followed closely the party pooper, teleporting from the top of a building to the top of another building until the meanie stopped on the streets of the city, next to two funny clowns that were making funny faces as they made things shiny with their fireworks, like BOOM! and then everything was shining. However, that nasty girl made them feel sad and hurt one of those cute clowns and then hurt another one with her HAXXOR mad throwing skill. The magical girl really wanted to teach that girl a lesson, but then one of those clowns suddenly exploded like a piñata, he had a lot of tomato juice and dropped some thingies from his stomach, maybe he was so sad that decided to sleep a little because he fell on the ground ....
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Post by Wonder Girl on Apr 9, 2011 12:48:16 GMT -5
It had been a sudden action, blood spilled out from the center of her attacker, leaving him in shock before falling over to the ground. Madison looked towards the direction of the noise, blinking as she wasn't sure what had just happened...did it matter? This man had likely killed many people on this day, it seemed more or less than divine judgment. Yet, it didn't feel like an action of the Gods. No....it was one of man. Seeing his fallen comrade, the other clown rose off the street and began to run. It appeared that his courage was shaken.
"I best be on my guard more than ever now...Someone is attacking...."
Wonder Girl held her ground, moving her head from one side to the next. She had to figure out from what angle did the shot come from. She wasn't sure of the persons intention, and she didn't like being blind. For all she knew, the killing could have been a warning, more than an aid. |
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Post by Fritz Stahl on Apr 9, 2011 13:25:16 GMT -5
Fritz reloaded his rifle with a bit of annoyance - his shot missed, at least the second target. Well, you know what they said - it is hard to kill two birds with one stone. Even for such an experienced shooter such as he. Well, at least he had a clear line of fire now - the morons who were bothering him clearly had taken the hind and ran off, while the rest was too engaged in a fire-fight with police to notice. The girl was giving him some help too - instead of running away, she stood there, still, and just swung her head left and right trying to spot him.
Like if he was going to aim for the head. Nah, only kids who played too much counter-strike aimed in the head. It was too agile, moving too much to be a target. All professionals aimed at center of mass - the chest, where the heard, the lungs and most vital blood vessels were... And Fritz was a professional alright... Without any emotion, he caught the girl within his crosshairs...
Meanwhile the police forces who held the horde of clowns to a standstill managed to get a bit of heavy reinforcements. Lightly - armored "rookies" were soon replaced as a black APC with a sign "Police" on it plunged across the road, blocking it, its cannon spinning. The sight of this iron chariot caught the clowns by a bit of surprise, as they just stared ... until someone drew a rocket launcher...
The gust of water managed to knock half of them from their feet, and kept "washing them, not allowing to stand up. From the doors at the back of the APC a platoon of riot squad troopers appeared quickly - these guys were much better armed, armorer, and carried body-sized black shields that were able to withstand small-arms fire with ease. They quickly formed a wall of shields, and stormed the clown barricade, backed by "lighties" - the guys who held the line before...
the clown formation was broken under that ferocious assault, them running from shielded black-armored cops in kelvar. The shield wall pushed them back, and in melee the cops knew what they were doing. After the enemy routed, the policemen went to secure the area, and one of them managed to remember about that strange explosion that almost hit the costumed hero girl whose timed arrival helped them hold off long enough for reinforcements to arrive... The unnamed guy who worked in police for 15 years knew to trust his guts, and the brain put two plus two together when he suddenly saw a lone opened window somewhere in that tall office building.
- Look out! - the riot trooper yelled, getting in between the girl and the shooter, blocking her with his shield, and then ...
*BANG!* - the policeman was tossed backwards, at the girl, from the impact by the powerful shot, possibly knocking her down too. The bullet went through the shield, kevlar vest and stuck somewhere in the body - this target proved to be much, much thicker than the unarmored joker thug. The faceless officer was alive, for now, the bullet hit him somewhere in the shoulder, but he was not able to say anything, only blurted out something, and pointed at the building with his weakening hand...
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Post by Wonder Girl on Apr 9, 2011 13:35:42 GMT -5
Another shot, this time aimed for her. Madison stumbled back slightly as she felt the officer fall into her. Holding him up with both her hands, she looked into his face with a calm expression. Had he risked his life for her? Humans did have many surprises after all, nobility being one of them. Moving him to the side, under the cover of a nearby building, the young girl saw him point towards a building with an open window. Figuring out that it had to hold the location of the shooter, she moved around the wounded officer as she prepared to make her move.
"I thank you.....I will handle it from here"
With that, the girl launched herself into the air, moving swiftly towards the window, shattering through the wall beside it upon entry. Floating in mid-air, she lowered herself to the ground while starting her search. The shooter was somewhere within this structure, the question now was where? |
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Post by Fritz Stahl on Apr 9, 2011 14:04:28 GMT -5
Only another wave of frustration awaited Fritz, as his yet another perfectly-aimed shot was blocked by some riot cop with a shield. He snarled, for how long will obstacles get in his way? He was paid for taking out superheroes, not random policemen, that was Joker's mooks' job. And speaking of them, they did theirs VERY poorly. They were routed by police easily, thus foiling his plans of luring more heroes around. But then, his plans were to use 1 bullet per hero, not two misses like these... Ugh, next time he'd tell Joker to hire a band of tried mercenaries over these cheap knuckle-headed idiots. That irritating cop also managed to spot his approximate location, which robbed him of making a clear shot at the wondergirl, who was now inside. It was a wonder how did she not get cut with broken glass and stone upon her entry though ... must have trained well.
Fighting in the obstructive place with little maneuver such as were the narrow halls of the office building offered many advantages ... and disadvantages. For one - his trusty colleague was not able to see any of them to make a difference, and the various obstacles that might get in front during the fight might hinder his line of sight and line of fire. So ... the girl entered the place looking for him. Well, she could keep looking... For one cannot kill what she can't see...
Upon a simple click of a button, Fritz's form started going more transparent by the moment, until he ... disappeared? Not quite, but the enemy sure might think so. Let's play hide and seek, shall we, meine Gute? I will hide, and you - seek. And we'll see who finds the other first... - he though, changing the weapon to a more conventional handgun, and holding a sticky mine in the other. His items were also concealed by the cloaking field, so ... all he had to do now was to find the girl, and use said items like they should have been used... With that in mind, Fritz silently went down the corridor ... oh, and he knew the layout too...
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Post by Wonder Girl on Apr 9, 2011 18:59:44 GMT -5
The dark interior of the building provided no aid for the young heroine's vision, leaving her almost blind except for the small rays that came from random places within it's structure. Madison would have to tread softly, especially with her having little knowledge of what she was dealing with or her surroundings. It was a major risk for her to move alone, but who else was there to help her? She would have to do this by herself or not at all. Besides, what could it possibly be that she couldn't handle on her own?
"Athena protect me....."
Making her way into the hall, Wonder Girl made her way down the corridor on full alert. Being caught off guard was not something she could risk.
"Assassin...I know that you are here.....Show yourself....."
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Post by Fritz Stahl on Apr 9, 2011 23:07:16 GMT -5
Well, gotta handle it to wonder girl, she was right about the assassin being here ... somewhere. Less so with her demand to show himself to face an open brawl. He wasn't stupid, his suit was equipped with all these gadgets like cloaking field SPECIFICALLY to fight those accursed meta-humans, using all dirty tricks possible, and not going all noble-fighter-crap with them. Honor in battle was either for really strong or for idiots. Fritz was neither, he was just a guy in a suit. And he was ... closer than you think.
Like it was mentioned, he knew the layout of the building quite well, and, knowing the wondergirl's entry point, it was not that hard to calculate her route, considering the girl was not exactly stampeding anywhere. And as she went down the corridor, the cunning assassin made his way ... to the other end of that corridor, standing invisibly, as if he weren't there at all... He already placed two mines, whose rays were bright as day on infra-red spectrum, but nigh invisible to naked eye. As he saw the girl silently coming towards him ... he rose his handgun, taking aim...
*BANG! BANG! BANG!* a rapid succession of shots came, aimed at the target to make swiss cheese out of her, but Fritz did not stop to see if he hit or no - he dashed out of open ground to an office door next to the exit out of the corridor, slamming the door behind. Should mines be triggered - he did not want to be caught in the blast, for he expected it would take more than one clip of rounds to take down a wondergirl...
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Post by Wonder Girl on Apr 10, 2011 20:37:09 GMT -5
Her paranoia paid off in the end, enabling Madison to lift up her wrist in defense, using her bracelets as shields to deflect the bullets so that they would hit the floor and ceiling above her. Someone was there, and they were now on the run. Hearing rapid footsteps and then the slam of a door, the young girl gave chase, dashing through the corridor towards her target. But she was unaware of what awaited her, of the two devices that laid at the end of the hall.
"You can not hide from me villain! Present yourself and I will simply take you to the...."
Before she could even finish, she was met by a fiery explosion. It packed enough power to knock her backwards and fly through the hall to the very room she had entered. Covered in burns, blood sliding down her face, the young teen was flat upon the floor and deaf to her surroundings. Though as she slowly awakened, she felt the pain of her injuries and saw the flames coming from the hall. What in Hera's name was that? Had she just walked into a blast from Apollo? It was as though she had been struck down by the sun, yet from under her feet.
Coughing as she attempted to rise, Madison saw the open wounds on her legs and winced in pain at her inability to move. |
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Post by Fritz Stahl on Apr 11, 2011 7:26:06 GMT -5
Oh the cheesy one-liner! That was a clear indication that the person in question was indeed a super - hero - they were masters of stating obvious facts and sounding incredibly silly during fights. Or, at least, that was Fritz's perspective, who heard the loud demand of Great Justice before his mines were set off and dampened this voice in the roar of explosion. Served her right for being careless. Cowardly tactic? No, there are no such things as cowardly tactics. There are only full-proof tactics, and stupid tactics, who somehow managed to work. The former are called cowardly, usually by those who fell for them...
Fritz opened the door, and left the room as soon as the explosion stopped rumbling through the building. His maneuver had worked alright - on the other end of the corridor, there was his target lying. A miracle she wasn't torn to pieces, the shrapnel and the power of explosion were enough to tear many men apart in one explosion. But hey, he were a super-hero, meaning she was considerably tougher than your average Joe. Not that it mattered - what mines had begone, he will finish...
He switched his stealth-mode off as he approached - the girl was obviously in no shape to continue the fight - her legs were nastily wounded, and the rest of the body did not look much better - cuts and bruises everywhere from that bash across the corridor. But he did not let his guard down, expecting some sort of a counterattack, a self-destructive charge whatever... They say that a cornered rat will bite a cat, after all. Still, he had to finish this, quick.
As the black-clad figure emerged from the smoke of explosion that went on there a few moments ago, it set his eyes upon the face of the girl that was trying to get up in vain. What he saw ... was followed by a snarl of disappointed and a facepalm. Another kid. What was wrong with people these days? Third superhero he faced this week, and it had to be another kid. Fritz did not exactly like that tendency. While his cyborg self was able to kill without hesitation just about anyone, his other part always was ... hesitating a tiny bit.
- You should have stayed at home, kid. - he said upon coming closer and reloading his handgun...
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Post by Cyborg on Apr 11, 2011 16:15:37 GMT -5
Damon just arrived in the city of San Francisco when he got reports from S.T.A.R. Labs of major rioting and killings going on. He never heard of the Joker before but knew from the way they were talking on the news and at S.T.A.R. Labs that his name showing up anywhere was a big deal. He had Dr. Charles get him transport to the city and to get a briefing from the workers at the S.T.A.R. Lab branch there.
The trip was unconventional from what he was use to. The teleporters set inside each lab was something new to him and when he dematerialized he was a little worried that something might go wrong. Once in the lab at San Francisco, he gave himself a once over to make sure he was still intact. He then looked up to see a group of scientist just looking at him. Most likely mesmerized at the work Dr. Charles put into him, since he was technically a product of S.T.A.R. Labs.
A scientist ran up to him and was a bout to speak, when Damon put up a hand to that caught the man off guard. "Give me a hard copy and I'll be on my way." The scientist then gave him the notes he wrote down for the briefing he was suppose to give. Scanning them over, Damon began to walk out of the labs and scanned a map of the city the was inside so he can get a layout of the city. Putting what he got from the notes and the map together, he was able to Geo-locate the major crisis areas.
Once outside, took off in a mad sprint reaching his peak of 80 mphs in mere seconds. He came across an intersection that was laid with bodies all around. He walked towards a Police Officer and First Responder who were caring for another wounded officer. They looked up at him as he approached with wide eyes, not knowing what to expect from this new character in this mad mayhem.
Damon gave them the steady motion with his hand and spoke to them."I'm here to assist, who did this?" They both shook their heads and just looked to an office building adjacent to where they were bringing the wounded. Damon looked towards it and tried to figure out what could be in there. It was a decent sized building, and it would be senseless to check all the floors.
That's when the explosion went off, shaking the ground. Someones obviously on the 13th floor. He ran towards the building and jumped up to the 14th floor. He didn't know if there were any fires on that floor or if his body could withstand immense heat. Damon crashed through a window and began walking around looking for a weak point in the floor. His feet even though robotic, still had nerves in them and he could feel that the heat was that high. His assassin training began to sense movement below him and if he listened hard enough he heard a voice.
He didnt know who are what was down there or what the real situation was but he had to make sure that someone wasnt in trouble. He then withdrew his Katana and stuck it into the floor. Dragging it around to make a circle around him, the floor creaked then gave way as he crashed to the floor below with dust and rubble following. He fell into a crouch and raised up. The dust slowly clearing, he switched to infrared and looked around. He saw he was in-between two people, one walking towards the other with a gun in their hand and the other laying on the ground.
Gripping his Katana tighter, he stood his ground, he didnt know who they were and what was going on but he had to get answers soon. The dust finally cleared and could see that the one on the ground was a female teenager with injured legs and the other was a man that looked like he was getting ready to finish her off. He turned towards the man with gun block his way towards her and just stood there.
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