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Jun 8, 2010 22:17:00 GMT -5
Post by wingzero7x on Jun 8, 2010 22:17:00 GMT -5
There was a loud screech. The monkey had run into his leg, panicked and ran back into the room. Something about that monkey was definitely interesting, the facial expression it gave and the fact it recognized he wasn't just a metal object, said that the monkey was rather intelligent. Covers blown, might as well get involved, to be less threatening he absorbed his staff, melting into his palm. Then he stepped around the corner.
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Jun 17, 2010 1:14:47 GMT -5
Post by Joanna on Jun 17, 2010 1:14:47 GMT -5
Xana looked at her loud, obnoxious, and at times retarded, capuchin, "Dammit, Mouky! What is- Oh. Your new." Xana's shadowed face met, what she presumed to be, the gaze of the metallic newcomer. Two things stood out amongst the rest of her thoughts, the first being, 'How does it see...?' and the second, 'WHERE DID IT COME FROM?!?'
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Jun 17, 2010 2:36:37 GMT -5
Post by wingzero7x on Jun 17, 2010 2:36:37 GMT -5
No half panicked assault, no fear, this girls gutsy and brave, she follows the rules, dammit. Looking over the female hero, she was a physical fighter, maybe a hidden weapon, hot bod err...dammit female hero's always end up being hot. She wasn't as frisky as other hero's but her blue eyes were a catcher. This next act will definitely leave a bad impression, he simply nodded his head as he moved to get a clear view of the perp.
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Jun 22, 2010 20:57:11 GMT -5
Post by Joanna on Jun 22, 2010 20:57:11 GMT -5
Being around animals as she has, her curiosity was very strong. The femme hero curved her head into the possible robot's line of sight. "You aren't much of a talker are you? Find the girl?" With her back to the whimpering man, Xana wasn't afraid to show her concern. Her usually smiling eyes were clouded with worry and she hoped her fears wern't realized.
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Jun 22, 2010 22:59:42 GMT -5
Post by wingzero7x on Jun 22, 2010 22:59:42 GMT -5
Not one of bats, but bothersome none the less, "To much dismay, I found...most of her." He spoke flat, but inside his heart sank. "She's in a pile with others 2 levels down..." He let that part sink in, he moved closer to them, moving casually. "The bodies had...bite marks of a rather large...something." That said his urge to kill the fuck on the bed grew, he quickly came up with 20 options on how to kill him.
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Jun 30, 2010 18:22:02 GMT -5
Post by Joanna on Jun 30, 2010 18:22:02 GMT -5
She lowered her eyes. She was gone. Xana had promised the girls parents that she would bring their little girl back and now she was gone. Mouky looked back up at Xana. He leaned on her leg. He was ready to leave. Xana's initial shock ebbed away and was slowly replaced by anger, "Two floors down you said?" Her fists clenched and unclenched, uncertain of whether they should punch the man out, slap him, or keep thinking. Without much thought, Xana whipped around and slammed her fist into the elderly creeper's face. "YOU'RE WORKING FOR CROC!!" Her body was trembling and her eyes burned into the side of the man's head which was turned away and the man was again whimpering. "What did he promise you? Money? Is that it?"
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Jul 2, 2010 2:27:06 GMT -5
Post by wingzero7x on Jul 2, 2010 2:27:06 GMT -5
The metal figure walked to the opposing side of the bed now that the girl was distracted. He shook his head at the girls questions, she didn't realize how far off she was. "Actually..." he waited to get her attention. "The promise was a bit more elaborate." His "Scan" of the place gave him everything he needed to know about what had been done to the corpse, and having been in the presence of far too many, he knew what order. "I was more like Croc would...hide the evidence..." he glared at the man with burning eyes. "He fed Croc his rape victims!" With that he couldn't contain his inner rage, and drew his staff out, morphing out at blinding speed and thrusted towards the mans right temple...
(IM LETTING YOU DECIDE WHAT HAPPENS NEXT: DO YOU STOP ME IN TIME OR FAIL TO STOP ME?)
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Jul 17, 2010 13:40:57 GMT -5
Post by Joanna on Jul 17, 2010 13:40:57 GMT -5
Things happened faster than Xana could react, what with her being a bit preoccupied with the newfound revelation. She watched as the sleek metal rod sharpened and pierced through the man's skull and coming out the other end, bloodied, with a sickening crunching and squelching. Both the monkey and the woman stood in shock, hand over their mouth and eyes wide. It was Xana who recovered first, she turned to the metal man just a few feet away from her shock quite apparent on her face despite the half mask on it. "What the fuck did you do that for?!" her right hand rested just at the base of her neck in a loose fist and her left at he waist, twitching slightly to her weapon. Mouky, being a bit of an over-reactor, fainted.
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Jul 17, 2010 16:18:00 GMT -5
Post by wingzero7x on Jul 17, 2010 16:18:00 GMT -5
The metal warrior took a deep breath in his suit, his grip on the staff loosened and its remaining length fell on the bed, still wedged in the mans head. Blood streamed down the staff and soaked the bed. He looked at the masked woman, ignoring the fainted monkey, "Why the hell not?" He motioned his hand at the corpse, "What would you have done to this pedophile murderer/rapist who's been feeding his victims to Croc?" He backed up and sat against the window. His gaze seeped rage through his helmet, "Would you have sent him to prison? Given him life of free food, dorm and bed, free medical, LIFE, after he stole the life of others?"
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Jul 18, 2010 15:35:43 GMT -5
Post by Joanna on Jul 18, 2010 15:35:43 GMT -5
Bewildered, she stared at the metal being in front of her. "What, do you think a jail is filled with sunshines and rainbows? I may not look like it, but I know what goes on there! He wouldn't be given the slitest hint of respect. and not to mention that most of those gang members in there are actually very family oriented and take no liking to child rapists!" her words were starting to slur together and her anger was bubbling up again. She scooped up the limp monkey and went to the door. "By killing a guilty man, you are no better than he is." she didn't look at the possible robot but left after those last words. Two floors below him, she entered the room, Mouky tucked into her hood and hand over her nose and mouth. The room was littered with a carpet of dried blood and various left-over body parts. Across the room, in a dark corner, it looked like there was an opening in the wall leading to a tunnel. All this she took in and looked down at her feet where a tiny arm lay, hand clutching the arm of a tiny, blood-stained rag-doll. Xana fought against the tears and the urge to vomit as she fought against the rigamortis afflicted appendage. Doll in hand, she left the building to report back to the parents with the doll clasped close to her own chest.
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Jul 18, 2010 17:05:43 GMT -5
Post by wingzero7x on Jul 18, 2010 17:05:43 GMT -5
When the girl left the room he let out a sigh. "Don't you know girl," he spoke to himself, "with all the criminals in Gotham prison, he'd have gotten out in about a month." Not a week before, the Joker blasted out a whole 3 stories of the Gotham maximum detention area. He along with 32 other criminals escaped...Croc was one of them. He had enough for one night, he jumped out the window and landed on the ground with a slight chink in his armor. In truth, the two men he killed today were repeat offenders. The robber was charged with the assault of his wife and kids, and alleged murder of a woman, the man was released however due to a lack of evidence. The Pedophile was charged 5 times with acts on children, but after a phyciatric report, the man was released because the court judged him crazy. He was released 3 months later with a clear bill of health. The corruption of this city was thick as molasses. I was tired, I don't even want to grab my bike, I'll just trace whoever decides to take it. Won't kill them for that, but they'll be my next...mission. This time, I didn't drive, didn't run...with the wind speeding past me, I was already home.
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