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Post by Impactor/"Imp" on May 22, 2012 18:14:17 GMT -5
It seems that Imp has more or less run out of mooks... or at least that the mooks have decided she's not worth dealing with. The big threat, however, is still here, even if currently covered by a large electrified net. She takes the moment to move around, setting herself between Bane and Metatron, and turns to glare at the other. "You, stay back and stay out of trouble!" she demands.
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Post by Bonecrusher/Bane Crusher on May 22, 2012 19:39:19 GMT -5
Bane would be pretty smug about sending Gertrude flying, but he's too busy electrocuted. With a roar, he manages to heave the net off and flings it in Imp's direction.
Shakily attempting to climb back to his feet, Bane takes stock of the area. Most of the goons are down or running. Apparently their paycheques aren't worth the threat of facing down three enemy metas/vigilantes. Slagging dollar-a-dozen rent-a-thugs. Leaving Bane to do all the dirty work.
It's a good thing Bane enjoys the dirty work. Straightening, he cracks his knuckles.
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Post by Emirate Xaaron on May 23, 2012 21:55:58 GMT -5
Gertrude getting flung into the stands is less than desirable. Yes, Metatron commands attention from Wreckers, but she would prefer if they manage to pay attention to her while not getting walloped. Then again, Broadside never learned how to manage those two things, either.
To Imp, she says coolly, "You'd better take the trouble down fast if you want me to stay out of it."
Metatron does keep her distance, though, trying to coax Doctor Fujiyama the Famous Scientist(!) to walk Nightbird back to its trailer in the loading dock behind the auditorium. However, due to the law of cartoons, this is a very, very slow walk, such that Bane will have many chance to steal the dang thing.
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Post by Impactor/"Imp" on May 28, 2012 20:16:29 GMT -5
OOC: Skipping Guzzle due to time-out.
Imp rolls her eyes as Metatron tells her to 'take it down quickly.' She doesn't exactly dally on this sort of thing! In fact, before Bane is done cracking his knuckles, Imp is already sprinting towards him, unwinding the chain from her arm and swinging it towards his legs in an attempt to wrap it around one of her foe's legs.
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Post by Bonecrusher/Bane Crusher on Jun 1, 2012 22:15:43 GMT -5
Bane lets out an annoyed grunt as he feels something wrap around his stubby tree trunk of a leg. Immediately reaching down, he grabs for the chain with one hairy fist and attempts to give it one hard yanks towards himself.
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Post by Gertrude Huldon/Guzzle on Jun 9, 2012 19:56:55 GMT -5
To her credit, the Judge does not stay down for long. She grasps one of the tables that she got tangled in, pushing herself up, with a string of curses that would make a sailor blush and with eyes colder then the ninth layer of hell. Then she starts charging Bane again, this time from the back, reloading her gun. When she comes close enough, she drops down and slides inbetween his legs, and quickly raises her gun and fires a beanbag round in the direction of Bane's own bean bags.
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Post by Emirate Xaaron on Jun 11, 2012 21:38:42 GMT -5
Metatron continues with this plot-appropriately slow escaping business with Doctor Fujiyama the Famous Scientist(!) and Nightbird. She also assists with making sure that all the idiots in the audience evacuate safely.
OOC: Skippable unless interacted with to give Guzzle and Impactor some quality fight-y times with Bonecrusher.
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Post by Impactor/"Imp" on Jun 12, 2012 16:53:51 GMT -5
Oh. Yeah. Strength difference.
That's all right. Imp can work with this. When Bane yanks the chain towards himself, Imp lets herself be yanked along with it. She twists as she flies, using the momentum instead of fighting it, so that she comes at Bane hook-first, using that momentum, momentum derived from Bane's own strength, to add force to her blow.
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Post by Bonecrusher/Bane Crusher on Jun 16, 2012 9:33:02 GMT -5
Bane grunts in surprise at the impact of the Judge's rounds, but he's actually a smart enough henchman to wear a protective cup over his soft, vulnerable areas. The spot Imp hits isn't nearly so protected, but, like most of Bane's metahuman body, it isn't really soft or vulnerable either. The blow still stings, and unsteady as he is from the electrocution he stumbles back, preventing him from trying to give the Judge a good stomping.
That isn't going to stop him from twisting his face into a grotesque grimace that's supposed to be a smile and trying to pound a massive, blocky fist into Imp.
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Post by Impactor/"Imp" on Jun 29, 2012 21:56:43 GMT -5
OOC: Skipping Gertrude due to time out.
Imp manages to dive forward, out of the way of that huge fist, but just barely; it's more her experience and ability to read what's coming than her agility (or lack there-of) that saves her. Fortunately, in this body, she doesn't continually degrade like she normally does, but she also doesn't heal at any decent speed, either, and while she's damned tough, too many hits from this bruiser and she won't stay that way.
So she can't fight this guy strength to strength, this body, frustratingly, doesn't have a shoulder gun. She'll have to get a firearm later - shotgun, maybe? They're nice brute-force firearms, and she vaguely recalls that shotguns are associated with zombies, anyway (what she doesn't really realize is that it's not the zombies that are supposed to use the shotguns). For now, however, she'll just have to make-do with what she has at hand.
Or maybe at hook.
She attempts to run in as close as she can to Bane (preferably without getting between Crusher and the probably-Guzzle with the gun) and slams her hook... into the floor. She attempts to pull up the boards, but worst comes to worst, she can just try to tempt Bane into punch the thing right out from beneath him.
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Post by Gertrude Huldon/Guzzle on Jul 1, 2012 14:00:01 GMT -5
Oh great, she's up against a goon with brains. That is always troublesome. Gertrude quickly gets up and scrambles away from Bane, because that is NOT a spot she wants to be with an angry berserker looming over her.
While Imp distracts Bane, the Judge circles him, trying to think of a viable tactic to use against him. She used the net, the beanbags, what else can she do? Then she gets an idea. She starts charging, running towards his back while it's turned to her, jumps on a table, and from there tries to jump on his back and take him into a choke hold. When in doubt, squeeze someone's throat until they pass out! Not to be used on robots.
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Post by Bonecrusher/Bane Crusher on Jul 3, 2012 15:24:03 GMT -5
Bane is doing his best to try and keep his beady red eyes on both his opponents, the fight making him forget about his purpose for being here in the first place.
The thinner one is up to something, and he steps towards her, trying to pound one large, booted foot down onto her hook and the board it's embedded in. His attention doesn't switch back to the stocky one fast enough and he growls as a weight impacts his back and arms curl around his neck. Gertrude will find choking Bane - if she can actually find his thick stub of a neck somewhere between his sagging jowls and hunched, bulging shoulders muscles - is a bit like trying to choke a tree trunk. Not impossible, but certainly a lot harder than with your average man.
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Post by Impactor/"Imp" on Jul 6, 2012 19:56:21 GMT -5
Imp smiles faintly as Bane slams his boot down where she had been a few moments before, an area of the floor already weakened by her hook. Then she taunts, "Man, thank you can telegraph your moves any more? I'm not sure they're able to see 'em coming over in the next state!" She then attempts to slam her hook into Bane's leg, though still staying rather near where Bane had struck the last time. From the feel of things, it seems like something's about to give here...
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Post by Gertrude Huldon/Guzzle on Jul 18, 2012 14:25:16 GMT -5
Then it's probably a good thing that Gertrude has a healthy amount of meta-strength, or this would be downright impossible. Instead, it's just really hard. She doesn't let that stop her though, grunting as she squeezes as hard as she can, trying desperately to make him black out.
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Post by Bonecrusher/Bane Crusher on Jul 22, 2012 11:34:59 GMT -5
Bane wheezes as Gertrude's thick arms compress his neck, and he reaches up to try and tear her loose. But as his arms lift up, his foot jolts down, wood splintering and creaking around his heavy foot. He remains that way for a moment, the stage groaning with its attempt to maintain structural integrity. Then with a crash, Bane's leg goes straight through it and the giant man goes toppling forward.
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