The X-men run missions and work together with the NYPD, striving to maintain a peaceful balance between humans and mutants. When it comes to a fight, they won't back down from protecting those who need their help.
Haven presents itself as a humanitarian organization for activists, leaders, and high society, yet mutants are the secret leaders working to protect and serve their kind. Behind the scenes they bring their goals into reality.
From the time when mutants became known to the world, SUPER was founded as a black-ops division of the CIA in an attempt to classify, observe, and learn more about this new and rising threat.
The Syndicate works to help bring mutantkind to the forefront of the world. They work from the shadows, a beacon of hope for mutants, but a bane to mankind. With their guiding hand, humanity will finally find extinction.
Since the existence of mutants was first revealed in the nineties, the world has become a changed place. Whether they're genetic misfits or the next stage in humanity's evolution, there's no denying their growing numbers, especially in hubs like New York City. The NYPD has a division devoted to mutant related crimes. Super-powered vigilantes help to maintain the peace. Those who style themselves as Homo Superior work to tear society apart for rebuilding in their own image.
MRO is an intermediate to advanced writing level original character, original plot X-Men RPG. We've been open and active since October of 2005. You can play as a mutant, human, or Adapted— one of the rare humans who nullify mutant powers by their very existence. Goodies, baddies, and neutrals are all welcome.
Short Term Plots:Are They Coming for You?
There have been whispers on the streets lately of a boogeyman... mutant and humans, young and old, all have been targets of trafficking.
The Fountain of Youth
A chemical serum has been released that's shaving a few years off of the population. In some cases, found to be temporary, and in others...?
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Magic and Mystics
After the events of the 2020 Harvest Moon and the following Winter Solstice, magic has started manifesting in the MROvere! With the efforts of the Welldrinker Cult, people are being converted into Mystics, a species of people genetically disposed to be great conduits for magical energy.
The Pharoah Dynasty
An ancient sorceress is on a quest to bring her long-lost warrior-king to the modern era in a bid for global domination. Can the heroes of the modern world stop her before all is lost?
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There have been whispers on the streets lately of a boogeyman... mutant and humans, young and old, all have been targets of trafficking.
Adapteds
What if the human race began to adapt to the mutant threat? What if the human race changed ever so subtly... without the x-gene.
Atlanteans
The lost city of Atlantis has been found! Refugees from this undersea mutant dystopia have started to filter in to New York as citizens and businessfolk. You may make one as a player character of run into one on the street.
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Posted by Giant's Bane on Mar 22, 2009 22:21:05 GMT -6
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Surprised was one way to put the feeling he had when Isabel reached her free arm around him, “Finally warming up to me bout damn time!” Bacchus chuckled as he grinned to Ulysses who had just reached his hand up and slapped Bacchus, “Way to go big guy, raking in the bucks, but did you have to get beat up so bad?” Bacchus laughed and said, “Hey they like how I fight then the vote me in for more rounds making it that much more profitable for us, you are after all my manager…” he grinned as he set Isabel and Ulysses down and looked as the golden guy he avoided for the lack of clothing walk towards him.
As the man spoke Bacchus nodded and waited till he walked away then shot him the bird, “Only person who likes to be pant less more than me, and from what I hear he is all talk. Never fought him though if I did I would have preferred it to be the final match…” Bacchus said as he looked back to Isabel and then pointed down to his pants, “They stayed on!” he said jokingly as he looked up to see the first fight go underway.
Grinning at Isabel’s comment he said, “Well that sheet of gold isn’t just for looks he uses it like body armor, but I am sure you could probably pierce it with one of your bones.” Waiting for the fight to start Bacchus already knew the winner and it defiantly wasn’t the gold bloke. Bacchus yawned and looked around the pit to see if any of the regulars were there and to his surprise there was a new fella, shrimpy but that didn’t mean a lot with a bunch of these fighters.
Patting Isabel on the shoulder Bacchus said, “Gonna go meet the new fighter,” Bacchus said as he started to walk away, “It’s not one of my fights but if you guys stay here I’ll be back…” As Bacchus walked around the pit he looked up slightly to the crowd of people that were cheering for the oncoming fight, and spotted a girl who defiantly didn’t belong in the section she was in maybe the high-class booths that over looked the common thugs and criminals she was now standing next to.
“Ohi, fella!” Bacchus called out as he walked over still bare foot standing about seven and a half feet tall, “Names Bacchus, but everyone round here calls me Bane, ”Noticed your new here, kinda an unwritten rule round here not to give the fresh meat pointers seeing as they don’t last to long but,” Bacchus said as he extended his large hand to him for a hand shake, “But I’m never one to follow the rules.” He looked up to the Sheila he was talking to and gave her a quick wink.
Posted by amaranta on Mar 22, 2009 23:24:10 GMT -6
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Thankfully, Jaxon didn’t need to attract anymore undue attention now that David had seen her. Her little display had earned her a pinch on the rump and a few comments from some unsavory looking characters. Usually not one to judge on appearance, Jaxon felt she could make an exception and be very disgusted by the men around her. And Jerry was still trying to make his way through the crowds towards her.
“Hey David, you have no idea how great it is to see a friendly face.” Staring down at him, she winced, about to tell him why she was in such a place, when one of his friends joined them. He nodded a greeting and Jax responded with a smile and a friendly, if out of sorts, “Hey.”
Before they could say more, David’s friend was called away to fight. Blinking in surprise, she shook it off and returned her attention to David. “Would you believe I’m on the blind-date from hell?” She sighed and looked over her shoulder. Jerry was getting close.
When she turned back the previous fighter, Giant’s Bane, had joined them. And he winked at her. Blinking in surprise, she looked back at the girl he had picked up and hugged, wondering why he was winking at her if he was with the other girl.
The crowds were starting to get loud again, and Jaxon gave up on that train of thought for now. She needed to get someplace where Jerry couldn’t get to her. “And he is on his way over here.” Jaxon’s expression was pleading and she had to look over her shoulder again, showing Jerry closer than she wanted. “Shit…”
Looking around quickly, Jaxon turned around and hopped up, her butt on the barrier. Ignoring the guards who shouted at her to stop and started jogging over, she tucked her skirt between her knees, after all a lady never showed her underwear unless she intended to, and swung her legs over. “Can you save me?”
"This is Jaxon, I met her at the mansion, and I'm surprised to see her here to." All of a sudden the announcer called the next fight, which Shin was a part of. "Hey good luck man, kick his ass." He yelled to Shin as he went into the ring. The next fighter entered in after him, a man made entirely of gold. "Wow..." David said as the man got ready. He then disrobed and David's attention turned back to Jaxon.
"Ha, sorry to hear that." He said trying to find out who Jaxon was looking at. It was a sea of people back there, and nobody seemed to stand out. The fight started and David turned to watch, "Cmon Shin." He muttered as the golden man's skin seemed to deflect the blows. His attention was ripped away though when the first fighter came to greet him.
"Thanks, my name's David" David said returning the handshake. "I saw you in the first fight, that was great, I wasn't sure if you would pull it off but then you really pounded him." David said, obviously impressed.
David looked again to see if he could spot the man, now he could. It was the only man fighting through the crowd to get closer. Before David could suggest anything she had already started to hop over the barrier. He stepped forward to help her over, and could see the guards coming over. "Don't worry, she's with me. I needed an assistant for my fight." He said making up a reason for her to be in the pit. By this time the man She had been avoiding had reached them "But I don't that guy." He said giving Jaxon a smile.
Posted by Tetsuya Shinbo on Mar 26, 2009 22:58:11 GMT -6
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The boy’s shoulders probably felt like lead as he stood there, posed and at the ready. Golden’s eyes narrowed at him, surmising as such. He flexed his fingers, checking his nails, then turned his hand to Shin and flicked something at him. A shining bullet shot past his head by a hair, slipping through a gap in the chain link fence and hitting a member of the audience who was stretching his body out too far to get a good view. Blood streamed from the man’s forehead like a Rorschach test as he fell to the floor. Golden’s eyes seemed to say it, he didn’t need to speak the message at all, but he did.
“The next one’s coming at you, kid.”
Healers rushed to the audience member’s aide on the sidelines, doctoring his wounds. Shin was silent, waggling his finger with his eyes of the fight. He wasn’t worried. Come on.
Golden waited a moment for a comment, then shrugged and fired off a few more rounds. They clattered against triangular panes of ‘glass’ as Shin shot in under his guard with an uppercut. It glanced off his chin as Golden skipped back, raising an arm to shield his face, but it didn’t end there. The Asian boy’s whole upper body swiveled as his other fist came in for the gut. The first strike was a feint; The real strike rung true. Golden eyes narrowed as sharp blue triangles scraped a semi-circle around Shin’s fist on his stomach. They pressed in like a cookie cutter, forcing the semi-circle into a full sphere. With a final flourish, he jerked his hand back and skittered in retreat. Liquid gold seeped in to fill the holes left by the wound.
“So you aren’t undentable.” Shin noted as blockish shapes welled up around him. First, they were small triangles, then they formed into cubes. Then they formed into bigger cubes. Then… bricks. Shin flung the first one through the air. It clattered against Golden’s side, knocking him back. I’ve got a ranged trick or two, too."
Golden swatted the next one out of the air. It clattered against the fence with a smear of liquid metal across its side. "No stopping power." He shook his head, flicking a few more bullets at Shin. They clattered against quickly-drawn shields, splattering out like butter on bread. Shin’s fist shot in to connect with Golden’s side, but the man shifted at the last moment and caught him in a cross counter that left a golden streak across the left side of his face. Shin’s cheek sagged slightly as he shook himself off, sounding like a walrus. Golden wouldn’t let him have that moment to recoup and regroup. He slid in underfoot, knocking Shin’s legs out from under him. They sailed backwards into the fence. Golden fists pressed up on either side of Shin’s face. He stared his opponent straight in the face, eyes taunting right back.
"Watch your back."
Golden's eyes went slack as razor-sharp shards dug in. Lurching forward into a headbutt, Shin knocked him back. He followed it up with a rising knee to the face, leg dropping back down like a lead weight. His kneecap glistened in the light of the Thunder dome.
The crowd roared in the background as Golden staggered back. Bricks and triangles hung in the air, drifting around the fighter like vultures around a dying man. Golden vultures. This next move would end it. If only Golden knew...
"It's just a hug, Bacchus. Nothing to go getting all mushy about," Isabel replied, grinning widely when Ulysses issued his own brand of greeting before they were set down again. Aside from helping her to keep her place in the pit when the guards came around, she considered a well aimed slap a good bonus to having the chimp as a spectating partner. She'd have to spend a little more time with the chimp if it promised to be this entertaining. It'd most likely be possible if she decided to attend these fights more often and slip into the pit whenever she did so. Preferably if the golden guy with a disdain for clothing wasn't in line for a fight. Though she was sure she could always find something else to do to occupy herself if she happened to be attending on one of his fight nights. She had more than enough of guys running around without any clothes on when Bacchus was around.
Speaking of such, she just shook her head and gave a small roll of her eyes at her companion's proud statement that his own pair of pants had remained on his person during his show. "It's about time you went through a fight without losing all your clothes. Now if only you could do the same outside of this place." Her grin was still in place as she shifted her attention to the ring as the two fighters climbed onto the platform, the crowd showing their approval of whichever opponent they were going to be rooting for. "I bet I could beat most of these guys if I was allowed to fight," she commented, remaining unimpressed by the overly flashy fighter. "This guy's all looks. Bet he's more of a face to stick up on the posters than he is a real fighter."
Upon feeling the pat on her shoulder, she shifted her gaze back over to Bacchus, giving a nod and a simple "Okay," when he let her know what he'd be up to, leaving her to watch the fight with Ulysses. Focusing back on the fight, she remained quiet for the moment, watching rather than cheering as she'd done in the previous fight. She was mildly surprised when the golden guy actually sent out a decent attack, even if it did miss the intended target and hit someone in the audience, intentional or not. She would have been more impressed if she hadn't used the same move dozens times before in her own, unstaged fights. The smaller kid seemed to handle himself better than the unfortunate audience member. As she'd predicted, the fight was easily enough turned against the shining golden combatant. She lost most of her interest as the tides turned.
As that interest faded, her attention turned to places other than the cage set up in front of her, Her gaze wandering over those in the audience that shouted, waved their arms, and occasionally threw something they were holding, usually if the fight turned against the combatant they were rooting for. Ulysses wasn't much entertainment at the moment, either. She couldn't exactly blame him. As Bane's manager it only made sense that he'd be paying attention to the fight and making mental notes about what each fighter was capable of. He'd have to give Bacchus tips if the pair was to earn money while they put on their shows. Following that train of thought, she figured it'd be more entertaining to tag along after her companion and see what other fighters were in line to have their turn up in front of the crowd.
Setting Ulysses down where she'd first scooped him up, Isabel set off after the path Bane had taken. She didn't even bother avoiding the guards as she went, smiling innocently at them and giving a small wave as she passed, delighting in the scowls she got in return. She'd have plenty of fun playing with the humorless oafs in any future visits. It wasn't likely they'd forget her too soon, especially if she was associated with one of the fighters. Approaching the small group and slowing to a stop a short distance from her friend, she kept her smile in place, letting her attention drift from one stranger to the next. "Think you can pick the winners out of his group as well?" she questioned, her inquiry aimed at Bacchus as her smile turned more into a smirk.
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Pulling his hand away from David as he watched the small man help a woman down from the stands. He spotted a few guards coming their way but Bacchus shot them a look after David told them that she was his assistant, which Bacchus could tell was an obvious lie. After the guards got the hint from not only David but Bacchus as well she was as safe in the pit as Isabel was. “Thanks mate,” Bacchus said to David as he looked from the girl back to him, “All part of good fight, got to make it look good…” Looking to the cage Bacchus pointed to the Golden fighter and said, “He has the right attitude but if he had a little more modesty he would be one of the most popular fighters that everyone loves to hate.”
Grinning slightly to the girl Bacchus lifted his giant hand to the girl and said, “Name is Bacchus, and who might you be Sheila?” Bacchus asked as he looked down on her being his giant seven and a half foot tall self. He looked her up and down slightly and grinned, and then shifted his attention to the fight so he wouldn’t stare at her for to long.
Noticing a member of the audience falling instantly from a golden projectile of some kind being shot into his chest watching as a healer rushed to his side Bacchus looked to the bricks flying to the shiny metal flying, “Nice fight” Bacchus said as he watched both members intently knowing he would have to at some point fight one of them tonight seeing as it was his night to fight.
Metal and what looked like glass objects shot back and forth into opponents as the less shiny member of the ring threw a head butt into the golden chest, “This fight is over…” said Bacchus as he knew that Golden didn’t stand a chance it was clear that the other fighter was a thinker compared to “The Academy award” who was mostly for show, sure he was dangerous to most but if you could block from his attacks he would be done for. It was a shame Bacchus wasn’t the one to beat the golden statue to a pulp but lucky for him Bacchus might have a chance to fight with “Shard” which would be a fun fight.
As Isabel spoke Bacchus looked away to the fight and said, “It all depends who gets paired up with who, some are stronger some are faster.” He looked at everyone in the pit, from the looks of it I might be the biggest one here but most of the fighters are a hell of a lot faster than I am…” he flashed a wink at Isabel and said, “Don’t worry you won’t have to see me get hurt.” He then flashed a grin to the other girl as he noticed a greasy looking man making his way to the pit.
The man hopped into the pit and before Bacchus or the guards could stop him he had his hands around the girl’s hair and started to pull her away calling her a ‘slut and whore’ along with a few other words in the process. “Bad move!” Bacchus said as his hand shot out as fast as it could grabbing the man by the arm breaking his wrist in less than a second.
As grease ball started to scream his hand let go of the girl’s hair and Bacchus gave the grease ball a show pushing him away from the girl. As Bacchus stepped in-between the girl and the grease head Bacchus said, “don’t care who you are no one lays a hand on any woman in front of me!” Bacchus said as the man said, “She’s just some dumb whor-guah.” Bacchus hand was already on the man’s forehead before he finished the sentence and using his signature move Bacchus bypassed the skull and put so much pressure on the forehead it forced the back of the skull to blow open sending blood and brain matter everywhere. As the men fell down dead Bacchus asked, “You alright sheila?”
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When David got the guards to go away, she heaved a soft sigh and gave him a grateful smile. “Thanks David, I mean, really.. Thanks.”
Smiling up at the larger man, Jaxon couldn’t help the slightly awed expression and the slight blush that his accent caused. “Hi Bacchus, I’m Jaxon… But I like the nickname too.” She grinned and slipped her hand in his for the hello. For a moment, sanity stepped in and whispered that she really really had to stop liking the dangerous ones. But then that little voice was drowned out by the voice telling her how cute he was and how good and sweaty he smelled. That was the hormonal voice that was currently going nuts over him and making her stomach do flips. “You were good out there…”
Pulling away slightly, despite the urge not to, she turned to look at what the guys were looking at. She blinked, her face lurching into an almost smile and the blush deepened when she realized that the man fighting Shin was naked. Trying not to look, she focused on David's friend, who was doing pretty well, and she winced at a few of the hits, and cringed slightly when the random guy got hit. But then it was over and she cheered with a loud whistle.
Turning back to the group, Jaxon noticed the other girl, who seemed hesitant to join them, and gave her a welcoming smile. Listening to the talk of the fights Jax relaxed, feeling better about being here, and she could listen to accents all day, so Bacchus was a treat. The warm and safe feeling vanished in a split second as her head was yanked back and she heard Jerry’s voice.
The burning pain quickly brought tears to her eyes, and after a few stumbling steps backwards she fell, knocking the breath out of her with a yelp. The pain in her scalp and her frightened emotions mixed into a dangerous combo and her powers launched to life. Jax was too busy to notice, but she had summoned a flying demon. It looked kind of like a steroid enhanced pit-bull with wings, or a really deformed pterodactyl, and using it’s six foot wingspan it was swooping above the crowds looking for a target.
For a few seconds while she was on the ground, she was dragged, her hands reaching up to try and grab her hair and the hand inside it, to lessen the tearing sensation. But after those few seconds the pain and pressure released, leaving only an intense throbbing sensation and an itchy burning behind. She heard voices, one with an accent, but she was so focused on trying to make the pain subside, she couldn’t make out words though the ringing in her ears.
She turned, just in time to see Bacchus plant a hand on Jerry’s head and squeeze, making it explode like a piece of fruit. She winced at the noise, and the image made her already upset stomach want to hurl, but with nothing in it, it settled for feeling tight and twisted. Luckily the scumbag hadn’t taken her to dinner first, or she would have thrown up. The sound of his body hitting the floor was sickening, but before she could think about it, the sound of Bacchus’s voice filtered down to her.
With the help of the large mutant, she got to her feet, her limbs starting to shake slightly from the adrenaline. Unable to laugh, Jax was able to manage a small pained smile. “I’ve been better… But, I think I’m okay. Thanks.” Her voice had a slightly deeper tone that indicated she was trying to hold back tears, and the soft wavering in it was from the shaking of her body. Wiping her eyes, she was able to keep from crying and sucked in a painful breath.
Trying to make light of the situation, and help herself get over it, she tried to joke. “No more blind dates, I guess…” Taking a deep breath, she looked around only to see insubstantial demons prowling, none of them fully formed, looking like strange ghost-animals stalking around her. Blinking in surprise, she was about to be grateful none had fully formed when she heard a hideous noise from above.
With no real target, only Jaxon’s fear and adrenaline fueling it, the science experiment dove out of the sky, aiming for the closest person. Bacchus. “No!” the shout came out weak and hard to hear, and the beast didn’t pull up, making Jaxon shove herself in front of Bacchus. “STOP! Go Away!” This time the creature heard and saw her, but it seemed to simply re-aim itself at the taller portions of Bacchus, still running on her emotions.
With a mutter and a growl under her breath, she turned and jumped while grabbing Bacchus’s neck to pull him down in an attempt to protect him. He was strong so it didn’t work very well, but it got her high enough to make the creature veer off course and tumble to the ground in a crash landing. As it tumbled and rolled on the ground, Jax realized why none of the others had formed and why it wasn’t obeying her very well. It was easily one of the largest she had summoned.
Still hanging onto Bacchus, she closed her eyes tight, not watching as the creature got up and stalked towards them. Whispering fiercely, she concentrated on pulling back the power and shoving it into the ball at the back of her mind. When it growled loudly, she knew she was succeeding, and she opened her eyes as it slowly faded.
Suddenly exhausted, she let go of Bacchus and slid to the ground, the urge to just sit, almost overwhelming and she swayed. She was too tired to even appreciate the fact that she had just been climbing on the attractive shirtless man. The creature was on it’s way out and she sighed in relief. Looking at Bacchus, tiredness written all over her face, she sheepishly smiled.“um… Sorry about that… I keep meaning to go practice.”
Jaxon was fine, the guard would keep her date away, or at least he thought. Yes he turned his attention back to Shin's fight. "Come on Shin! Send this guy home!" He yelled. He knew his voice was probably getting drowned out by the crowd, but he didn't care. It was still fun to get into it. Next thing he knew the golden man shot something into the crowd, taking out a spectator. "Whoa! I thought this was no kill." It seemed like that attack could easily have been lethal
Shin on the other hand didn't seem worried, he was deflecting shots and attacking himself. It looked like Shin was turning the tides, and the crowd was loving it. David almost didn't notice the big guy's friend come over, she started talking to him about the other fighters, and David couldn't resist speaking up. "I saw you throw that punch, that was quite a haymaker, that guy was double your size." He said with a friendly voice.
He went to shake her hand when he heard the tussle going on behind him. He turned casually, expecting to see some guards breakign up a fight. Bu what he saw was one of them men attack Jaxon. "Hey!" He yelled walking over to stop him, instead Bacchus beat him to it. David was happy the man freed Jaxon. He expected the guards to come take him away, or Bacchus t oknock him out, but instead he saw something much worse.
As The man started yelling from the pressure David tried to break it up, realizing things were getting out of hand, but he was too late. The back of the man's head seemed ot explode, and David jumped back. He was at first stunned by what happened, then filled with anger at the man's calmness about what he did. "What the hell is wrong with you!" he David yelled walking in front of the man. "You can't just kill the guy like that." David's yelling was interrupted though, when something dive bombed them. David jumped away to avoid it, and Jaxon moved to help Bacchus. The creature crash landed, then got up to attack again. Without thinking David kicked the jets in his boots to full blast and rushed straight at it, he wasn't sure what he was going to do, but hopefully it would stop the beast. He ducked his shoulder down and prepared for impact, but then the beast seemed to fade away, and David went clean through it. He was about to hit the ring when he through his body to the ground and point the boots towards the ring, managing to stop himself before the impact. "What the hell?" He thought looking around the area, spotting other incorporeal... things.
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“You haven’t even touched me,” Golden spat with a laugh. Fingers swiped across his face and came up clean where Shin’d hit him. “No blood, no nothing. It looks good, sure, but…” He knocked his fist against his own chest three times. Three resounding clangs. “Can’t get through that.”
“You’re right.” The bricks glanced off Golden’s sides, back and forth, sagging visibly under newfound weight. More triangles flew at the naked gold man, wrapping around him like a swarm of bees. Jabbing, cutting. With each sting they left a tiny indentation on his metal form. Liquid bronze seeped in to fill the dent. More covered their sides.
"Mostly harmless," Shin noted with a shake of his head. "But get enough of that liquid metal pouring, and..." All the shards he’d been gathering around Golden broke their brick forms, flipping into triangles and pressing down. The gold from Golden’s own attacks helped add additional weight to that press. Shifting and shaping it with his mind and his hands, the triangles formed into a gold-colored box around the fighter, slowly closing in like a trash compactor.
“Weighed down by your own ego,” Shin shook his head as the box’s lid pressed down. A vicious scream from the crowd caught his attention and he momentarily looked away from the fight. A demon flapped through the crowd… ”Ptero…dactyl? He blinked. Incorporeal forms drifted past the chain link fence of the cage, and he shifted his attention nervously back to the gold juggernaut bashing against the barrier coffin. After another minute, the bashing slowed down to faint tapping, then he broke the box open for air. His shards floated around Golden’s unconscious form, just waiting for the call.
“Over!” The announcer’s voice rang. “Due to knock out!”
Shin shook his head, walking past Golden over to the towel he’d hung along the edge of the cage. He tossed it over the fighter’s lower half and walked out of the cage as healers ran in. Maybe they could kill flesh wounds, but lost brain cells? He had his doubts. Not that there’d be much of a difference between before and after shots of his head… just…
“You okay over here?” He stared at the giant, the girls, and the professor. He could still see the scorch marks on the ground where David’s rocket boots had burned a flight path. The phantom devils still drifted by. “Someone wanna clue me in on what I missed?”
His attention bobbleheaded from person to person, eyebrow quirked.
Isabel supposed it made sense that it would be easier to separate the winners from the losers in this gathering of fighters once they were paired up, but she was hardly ever patient enough to wait for such conditions to be met. She just gave a shrug in reply to the assessment, looking over the group once more. It'd probably be a little difficult to guess in any case with mutations involved. For those that didn't know her, she'd bet she didn't look all that imposing, either. Even the innocent looking ones were capable of wiping out the majority of New York's law enforcement. "I don't think anyone could damage that thick skull of yours even if they tried. I don't think I have to worry," she replied, giving a smirk as she spoke. Bane could put on a good enough show in the ring, but she didn't really think anyone could seriously injure him. At least, not anyone in this group of people.
Upon hearing another voice address her, she turned to look over at one of the fighters that had spoken up, grinning widely at the assessment of her earlier assault upon the security guard. "The bigger they are, the harder they fall. He should know better than to get in the way of someone in this crowd. It's a mutant fight club, so there's bound to be mutants in the audience. He should be considered lucky I didn't show him what I can really do." She left her reply at that, leaving the young man to imagine whatever situation he wanted. She didn't always come right out and say what her mutation was. Sometimes she enjoyed toying with people a little and leaving them guessing for however long it took before she utilized her abilities once more.
The commotion created by Bacchus as well as another pair of strangers in the pit easily drew her attention away from the young man she'd been speaking with, though she didn't bother stepping in to do anything about the little incident. Bane seemed to be handling everything fairly well on his own, so she didn't see any reason to involve herself and end up getting in the way while she did so. The brain splattering was a nice effect. At least it would ensure that the greasy looking individual wouldn't pull any more stunts while they all tried to enjoy themselves. Casually she prodded at a small mass of brain matter on the floor with the tip of her shoe, examining the crimson smears that trailed behind it. "Might want to watch your tone there, kid," she commented, speaking to the outraged young man that had previously complimented the punch she'd thrown. "Not too smart to pick a fight with someone that can splatter your brain all over the crowd. Not like that slime ball's worth getting into a fight over, anyhow."
The ear piercing screech was a surprise, to say the least. Reflexively, Isabel stooped a little under the noise from above, as if expecting its owner to swoop down on top of her, her gaze turning skyward to locate whatever it was. She'd never seen anything like it, that was for sure. And from the way the young woman attempted to dismiss it, she figured it was safe to assume the creature was a part of some sort of mutation possessed by the girl. She might have been more impressed by the beast had it not been aiming itself at taking a a chunk out of her friend. Within moments a small spike of bone had slid into her hand, ready for use should she require it. She could poke and prod at the thing all she wanted once it was dead. Otherwise it seemed determined to make a meal of Bane.
The sight of the unknown girl flinging herself at Bane and clinging to his neck in an attempt to make him bow was certainly unexpected. For the moment Isabel was distracted by the action, her attention turned away from the increasingly upset beast flying around. She couldn't really see why the action distracted her so much, especially when compared to the screeching, swooping mass of some sort of demon throwing a fit overhead, nor could she quite place the reasoning behind some sort of twinge that echoed inside her upon seeing it. Within the next few moments she managed to convince herself that she didn't care. Obviously it had been in response to the creature creating a scene. It was also just as obvious that it shouldn't bother her in the least, which she stubbornly insisted to herself that it didn't and would not do so in the future.
With a great air of one who didn't particularly care for what was going on around her, she allowed the small spine to slide back into her flesh, the creature having somehow begun to fade, which also lead to her noticing the several other deformed looking beasties that were stalking around, each just as insubstantial as the main monster. Curiously she crouched down in order to get a little closer to the level of a creature that was stalking closest to her. It kind of reminded her of a mix between a crocodile and a bullfrog.
The whole thing was sort of round, it's massive jaws seeming to lead straight into a bulging gut with hardly a skull and no neck in between, the body ending in a stumpy little tail. Spiked ridges lined its back and it's short legs moved slowly, the forelegs longer than the hind pair, it's whole body sort of twisting from side to side as it slithered along. Cautiously she reached out to poke a finger at the rough looking skin where the forehead would be, two beady little eyes watching her from either side of the wide head. It was odd to see her digits pass straight through the ghost like creature, her head tilting to one side quizzically as the jaws opened, nearly splitting the skull in half with it's width. She simply grinned as the demon attempted to swallow her arm whole without any success.
"That's an interesting mutation you've got," Isabel commented, turning to look up at the exhausted young woman. "With a bit of training I'm sure you could really put this to some use. I bet that grease ball wouldn't have messed with you if you'd let one of these things out after him. Couldn't be good for their digestion, though." Considerations of recruitment were by now already buzzing around in her skull, though she was sensible enough to know that there was a better time to propose any such offer to the girl. Springing such things on her when she looked about ready to collapse didn't seem to be the best idea. There was always time to be used to her advantage in the future.
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All Bacchus could do was blink his brain could process what was going on but it was just all so ridiculous it was a tad hard to believe. First you had the little whacka, who sounded like the parents from the Charlie brown specials where all you could understand was the “Wha wha wha kill…wha wha wha.” He didn’t need to listen to what he was saying to understand what he was asking Bacchus. Frowning slightly Bacchus was going to say something but then he started to realize the things floating around them.
Bacchus now felt like he was in a Mario video game for the moment, he was Mario and peach was in front of him. Now all they needed was Bowser and a few of his little minions, the koopa troops. Blinking at a few ghost like figures around them, “What the?” There were the koopa troops but where was Bowser?
Feeling a few talons dig into his thickened skin Bacchus winced from the pain as he felt his body be lifted from the ground. “Where is that Damn Mushroom?” asked Bacchus trying hard not to show much emotion despite having a few claws in his side. ‘What the hell is going on?’ Bacchus wondered as the girl jumped around his neck and gave him a small tug. Pulling him down till Bowser had let him go.
Looking over to Isabel he spotted a white ivory piece retracting into her body as the Whacka ‘clicked his heels heels three times’ and took off going after the Bowser. Blinking and looking down to the girl who was now slouched on the ground Bacchus bent over his top of his body blooded slightly where the talons pierced him, “Might be a good idea…” Bacchus said with a smile as he offered a large hand to help her up. “You alright, Sheila?”
As Isabel approached Bacchus already could tell what she was going to ask, something involving recruitment most likely. Ignoring the fact that his mind called out for a medic Bacchus looked over to the ‘Shard’ as he approached them bobbling his head, “Mario and…” Looking to David, “…A little Charlie Brown.” Grinning slightly acting as calmly as he could Bacchus added, “Nice fight mate…”
His ears twitching slightly as the announcers called out for the next set of combatants asking them to hurry to the ring so they could proceed on with the fight, for the crowds were getting restless after the recent ringside killing and giant flying monster. “You need to see a medic?” Bacchus asked Jaxon telling she looked like she could use one.
Looking back to the small man Bacchus put his tough act as the medic was coming over, “Oh and mate, if your not ready to kill you shouldn’t be here…” Bacchus pointed to all the other contestants in the pit and said “Between you and Shard you're the only ones who have yet to kill in that ring, so next time you go off in my face, I’ll break your jaw…”
Now grinning slightly Bacchus gave a small wink to Isabel then put his hand on the small of Jaxon’s back pointed to a bench and asked, “So he wasn’t your boyfriend or anything was he?” Frowning slightly as the medic rushed over to heal the pair Bacchus sat down on a bench near ring and offered a seat to Jaxon and waiting for Isabel.
David's response to Bacchus's attack on Jerry didn't seem fair, after all Jerry started it and Bacchus had been defending Jaxon. She respected his opinion though so she started to speak, only to be interupted by several people. "David, it isn't his fault, I mean, he was just trying to hel..." She was perfectly happy to let Bacchus's female friend defend him, after all she knew better than Jax did.
Jaxon had missed Shin's finalie, the fight was over, and he was on his way down. When he asked what was going on, she would have tried to tell him but, to be honest, it was the kind of story that needed a quiet area and more time than they seemed to have. So she settled for shaking her head with a shrug. "I'll have to tell you later.. It's a little complicated."
However she couldn't stop the weary chortle of laughter, though short, after watching David's attempt to attack the demon she had summoned. Unfortunatly, she had already started taking care of it. A bit surprised when she spotted Isabel trying to touch one of the creatures, Jax responded a bit slowly at first. "Interesting?... Um, yeah I guess. But I'm not really in control of it yet..." She glanced around as if to add, 'in case you can't tell' to the end of that sentence.
Looking up at Bacchus, she once again accepted his help up, this time though, exhaustion was the cause of her trouble rather than pain. It was almost as if she didn't have it in her to try on her own. the nickname made her smile but it didn't change the fact that Jaxon felt drained emotionally, and the ball of power in her mind was depleted for once. She really needed to start practicing. This time, when asked about her condition, Jax was a bit more honest. "I think I need a nap more than anything else..."
His comment about a medic, made her shake her head. She didn't think she was hurt, but he was definitly bleeding. "Crap. I'm so sorry..."
Bacchus turned his words on David and the escalation in his tone, wasn't a good thing. Reaching out, her hand settled on his arm while she shifted between them, looking at David, hoping that the next fight wouldn't be between the two of them. Speaking to both David and Bacchus, she tried to sound like she could actually do something to stop them other than flop to the ground like a noodle. "Forget about it guys... Do we really need more trouble down here?"
Leaning on him more than she would have usually, she sat down on the bench with a flop, leaning against the back, watching as the medics got to work, unsure what they would do to her since she wasn't physically hurt. Maybe they could take away her headache and the sting in her scalp. "No... no boyfriend. Just some guy my friend set me up with... I think I am going to kill her..."
Well Shin's fight was over, though David didn't quite notice. His thoughts were on other things at the time. He picked himself up from the ground and started walking back towards the group. He started to approach Bacchus again, but Jaxon got between both of them. "What you did was not just a kill in a fight, you murdered the man, and that puts you miles below that slimeball."
David wasn't stupid, he knew getting up close to the guy would be a mistake, the man had the size and power, but David had the speed. He still wasn't even sure what the man's power extended to, though none of that mattered because the announcer was calling the next fighters, effectively ending their confrontation. David took a step back and unbuttoned his shirt, tossing it off to the side.
Without a word he turned from the group and walked up into the ring, ignoring Shin as he passed by him. He started to take a few deep breathes as he waited for his opponent. The man was about the same size as David, and didn't seem to have any help from outside the ring. David walked over and gave the man a handshake "Good luck." He said, the man just stared at him. It wasn't a challenging glare, in fact it wasn't really anything. It was like this was all just business to him.
"The announcer didn't waste much time in announcing their names "Up next is a match between two lightweight opponents, first is one of the fan favorittes, Tommy Recento!" The crowd started cheering, but the man still showed no emotion, it was strange. "And his opponent, a brand new fighter, David Fisher!" The crowd started to boo, apparently not big fans of new fighters. All that did though was rile David up, fanning the flames he already felt about what had happened.
As soon as the fight started David rushed at him in a rage. He was dedicated to taking out his anger on this stranger. Problem was he had no formal fighting training, and he wasn't even planning what he was doing. David just reached his his arm back and prepared for a hard punch to the man's jaw, but that was not to happen. The man reached his arm up and deflected the blow, putting a punch into David's chest, then kicking him back across the stage.
David gasped for air as he stood back up. The blows hurt, but they were what he needed. He needed to be knocked back to his senses. He was in a real fight now, and simply rushing the man was not going to work. He would have to actually plan out his attacks, because whoever this guy was he was strong, and he still didn't know what his power was.
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He looked from Jaxon to the giant to the girl with the bow to David, then down to the dead guy with his brains splattered across the floor. Not the most pleasant of sights, no sir. The girl batted off his question like a disinterested cat with a ball of yarn. One hit, and then she was gone.
“O… kay. Looking forward to that explanation.” He murmured as she sat down on the bench with Bane and the other girl. David rushed past him, flinging off his shirt. Shin gave him a look like a school teacher gives when handing back the quiz with the 10% score. There was something there, alright… but it wasn’t enough. Glancing over at Isabel, he muttered ‘Friends of yours?’ with an arced eye. Hearing the slide of a body, he turned back to stare at David on the ground. “Um… I don’t know him.” He dropped his voice and shook his head.
“Rip his head off, David!! You can do it.” The shout came from somewhere else on the sidelines. Apparently, the boy had at least one fan. The voice sounded deceptingly like Shin’s, but that was impossible. Shin was… um.
He dropped his cupped hands, and smiled weakly at the girl with the bow. “Okay, I may have lied. But seriously, gotta root for the underdog. So explain to me what I missed… she sure won’t.” He bobbed his head towards Jaxon.
Still crouching at eye-level with the irritated little ghost-like Frogodile, Isabel allowed her gaze to float from one individual to the next, only mildly interested in what was being said. The preachy kid had certainly succeeded in trodding on her nerves, her careless expression shifting into more of a scowl as the boy spoke. Abruptly she stopped toying with the strange creature and got to her feet, ignoring the beast as it attempted to remove her kneecap from the rest of her leg. "Watch it, kid," she warned, pointing an emphasizing finger in his direction briefly as she spoke. "You don't know him, so don't you go and pass judgment like that. That greasy ball of slime attacked your friend here and you didn't do squat to help her out. Bane stepped in and took care of it instead. You have no room to go preaching your Goodie nonsense about getting rid of some garbage," she continued, her scowl shifting into a full blown glare. "I told you once to watch who it is you take a tone with. Try it again and he's not the only one you'll have to worry about." Isabel did not like it when people messed with her friends.
She allowed her glare to follow after the young man as made his way to the ring, already having decided that she'd be rooting for whoever it was the kid would be fighting against. She largely ignored the exchange between Bane and the young woman as she was helped up and a medic was called over. While she didn't like the spots of blood that had spread over Bane's skin, she knew it was very unlikely they were life threatening. Though, had she noticed them before, she may have thrown the spike she'd been holding. She hadn't realized the flying creature had landed a hit before it had gone ghost like its companions. The distraction caused by the young woman may have been to blame.
Noticing the wink that was tossed her way before Bane turned back to the young woman and proceeded with his questions made Isabel positively bristle. She couldn't quite pin down the reason behind why the combination of the two actions offended her feelings so much, nor did she try to explore any deeper into her mind to figure it out. She just knew that it had, and therefore justified her in ignoring him for the time being, as well as the seat that had been offered to her. The various chunks of brain matter were more interesting anyhow. Already some of them were changing color, nearly all of them frustrating the remaining demons that tried to make a meal out of the delectable fleshy tidbits. Briefly she wondered exactly how lethal her Frogodile would be if it had a solid body.
Catching sight of the latest victor of the past cage match, Isabel turned her attention to him as he seemed to be speaking to her. Or rather, mouthing something out, instead of really saying it. "Just the idiot that decorated the floor," she replied, not bothering to lower her voice as the young man had. What was his title again? Shard? She couldn't help but grin at the actions that contradicted his words, her gaze briefly shifting over to the cage as Shard shouted, her grin widening even more as the preachy one was sent flying.
"Just some scumbag trying to drag the girl off by her hair," she replied, looking back to Shard as she casually crossed her arms, her weight shifting to rest more on one leg. "Bane stepped in and blew his brains out the back of his head. Girl's some kind of mutant. These little demons are hers from what I understand. One tried to eat Bane, she got in the way, the big one went all ghosty, she just about collapsed, and here we are. Might be a little more complicated than that, but that's pretty much the basics of it." Curiously she watched as her demon slithered a twisting path away from her and past the rest of the fighters, the beast seemingly bored with trying to swallow any of her limbs. "Nice fight, by the way. The parts I was able to pay attention to at least. You've got some talent."
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