Post by tomaszavenger on Dec 13, 2008 10:21:55 GMT -5
Berserk
"Yeah... but geez... do I need to have the cops on my tail already?" Berserk said, a little tired out. She decided Brink was right. It was the only way.
She approached the front desk and asked for the cheapest room.
"It's only $600 per night for a 2 person room." the man said.
"But that's so expensive, and I have no where to go!"
Her seductive aura activated itself, and the man seemed to shiver as he felt it.
"Well... I can discount you about 30%."
"That's still too much... I have little money!" Berserk moaned, yawning and turning to leave.
"Okay... wait! You can stay! I have a room I know that won't be in use, and I'll pay for it!" the man said, smiling.
"Oh! Thank you very much mister... but there's no need." Berserk said, smiling lightly as she noticed he was falling for it.
"Oh... but I insist!" the man protested.
"Thanks... me and my boyfriend will be going now! Come on Brink!" Berserk said. The man seemed hurt when she retrieved Brink from the crowd. Reluctantly, he let them into a medium-sized room. Berserk picked one of the single beds and put her stuff on its side.
"You see that?" Berserk laughed. "And nothing illegal!" she added, smiling.
Last Edit: Dec 14, 2008 7:29:08 GMT -5 by tomaszavenger
Brick sighed, blowing a tuft of hair out of his eyes.
"Still pretty sneaky though. And did you have to tell him I was your boyfriend? Could've said brother, or friend, but no. Boyfriend." Brick sighed and walked up to the window and unlocked tha hatch.
"Either way, I'm out. I'll see you tommorow, or something."Brick placed a foot on the windowsill.
Post by tomaszavenger on Dec 13, 2008 10:36:58 GMT -5
Berserk
"You aren't too bright are you? If I said that he'd try to get laid with me... I needed somebody of intimate status so he wouldn't try anything... DUH?" Berserk looked at him as he had completely missed the point.
"See you later then... bye" she said as she let down her head on the pillow.
Last Edit: Dec 14, 2008 7:28:40 GMT -5 by tomaszavenger
Post by TheTimeSweeper on Dec 13, 2008 19:33:03 GMT -5
-tFabikcalcer-
"Interesting indeed," replied tFab. "So, you're saying that a ballistic missle caused this crater? That's possible, but who in this city has access to that kind of weaponry? Unless we're dealing with a terrorist or someone who I know from the future. Either way, it cannot be good."
tFab then noticed Butch looking at two figures who kissed each other before darting behind a tree.
The cat demon shook his head. "Now's not the time to be gawking at two lovers, Butch."
It was then that tFab noticed that Butch was acting kind of funny, like he had too much alcohol at a party and was about to fall over at any second, which he promptly did.
"Butch?"
tFab ran over to Butch just as the Rowdyruff collapsed into Brute.
Post by tomaszavenger on Dec 15, 2008 6:40:59 GMT -5
Butch
Butch remained unresponsive to Tfab... he was still in deep sleep.
"Why do you have to do this to me? Where are my brothers?" he screamed in rage at the figure, who laughed.
"Honestly, you just don't get it do you? Allow me to refresh your memory... YOU MEDDLED WITH ME! This is your punishment!" the dark figure said, brushing off Butch's questions.
"Goodness sake, I've never even SEEN you!" Butch protested.
"No, but you have seen my followers... and you have interfered with them!" the figure said.
"And who might those followers be?" Butch asked, skeptical.
"You don't remember... because I erased your memory. I erased everything. You were in the future some time in the past!" The figure said. He laughed at his little joke, which made Butch think he was a lunatic.
"But... basically... you don't remember all that you have achieved. Like that feeling you have..." the prime said. Butch looked at him shocked. His brothers for some reason had stopped attacking, only looking ahead. It seemed that they were waiting for the dark person to allow them to resume.
"How do you know about that feeling?" Butch inquired. He suddenly could feel it again. A burning desire... something he hadn't ever experienced before, as far as he could remember. That feeling... he wanted it more. But something was missing.
"Well... I could tell you... but I think your brothers want to beat you up a bit more." the figure said.
"Wait..." Butch protested but Brick and Boomer had slammed their weapons at Butch and sent him flying. He cursed as his back made a crater in the nearby wall. He then looked at his brothers, still eagerly flying towards him, ready to strike.
"That's it..." Butch said. He charged energy in his hands and after a while, flung two missiles at his brothers. They screeched in pain as it impacted and drained at their energy before they found it exploding within them. They fell out of flight, but quickly stood up, this time enraged. Butch kept charging more energy, and releases missiles everywhere. A huge flurry of energy ripped up the interior of the room.
I'm going to keep fighting... I don't care how long my dream will be. I will keep fighting till it ends.
Last Edit: Dec 15, 2008 6:41:33 GMT -5 by tomaszavenger
"Butch?BUTCH!" Brute yelled frantic as she saw him fall as he confessed his love for her, the kiss.. it felt so warm.... Tears pricked her eyes as she held onto Butch tightly. "H-Hold on Butch! I'll get you a place to stay... hold on!" She spoke trying not to cry as The anti-Powerpuff held onto the green clad anti-hero. Flying up into the air she called down to the Cat demon. "Follow if you want! But something's wrong with Butch! I'm going to get him somewhere to rest... later!" And wit that she darted into the air clutching onto Butch as a jet of green light streaked though the sky.
"A place to stay... Come on Come one!" She muttered to herself as she spotted a simple yet fancy hotel. "There!" With pinpoint accuracy she landed in a small crater she formed upon hitting the ground. Ignoring the security she entered the ritzy hotel as she came towards the front desk. "I need a room now!" Brute growled at the manager. The manager began to panic as he wanted to call the guards however Brute used an intimidation aura to freeze the man in place- she was pretty sure he wet himself. "O-Of Course- F-Follow me!" The man stuttered as Brute frowned. "Damn Straight!" The man lead them to a room number 234 in which he gave her the keys then left turning towards the end of the hallway and fainting.
"Heh wuss..." She muttered as Brute tried unlocking the door while supporting Butch. After much trails and errors she finally got the door unlocked and quickly put Butch in a bed. "Please be okay...." She muttered squeezing his hand in worry and concern. Now she waited.
Post by tomaszavenger on Dec 16, 2008 8:04:48 GMT -5
Butch kept lashing out with the energy, but soon realised he was getting tired out. His brothers were almost at a pulp with all the beating.
"How interesting... you killed your own brothers..." the dark figure laughed.
"They're not my brothers... they are your evil projections..." Butch said, angrily charging more energy. He threw them at the figure, who just let them pass through him. The figure was an illusion, and the missiles acted like there was nothing there, and passed until they hit the wall and exploded. It soon reappeared.
"Those were not projections. They were your brothers, but they were possessed" lied the figure. Butch didn't know however, and was shocked.
"YOU MADE ME KILL MY BROTHERS?" Butch asked, horrified at what he had done... he kept his eyes on the corpses of his brothers, and almost teared up, but he was immediately fueled by hatred of the figure.
The figure clicked his fingers, and the curse began to lift itself. Butch began to regain conciousness, but quite slowly. He tried to pummel the figure, but darkness consumed his being until he was out of this strange world.
Butch's hand moved along Brute's. He moaned as the tiredness from the fight had transferred into his concious state. His hands were filling with energy, but they were released as soon as emmited, making his hands light up a little, but causing no damage to the enviroment or Brute.
Butch tried to pick himself up, but realised he was too weak. He could barely open his eyes. After gathering enough strength to open them, he saw Brute there, with a worried expression on her face. He was relieved she was there. He couldn't speak, but somehow he knew she was there for him.
Love is so strange. I'm glad I'm in love with Brute.
She really isn't going to say anything about me.....?
Nervously, Brat bit her thumb. This was a bit awkward, but she was still glad that Buttercup had decided to take her along after all. She squeezed her hand a bit for reassurance. No way were they going to lose Bubbles. They'd find her together.....
"Uh uhm........."
She desperately wanted to know why she wasn't being attacked right now, but she didn't know how to word the question.
Everything is so confusing......so complicated........
If only the right words would come to her. Was this what it felt like to be so scared you couldn't speak? She had never been scared before, but now she realized that it wasn't a great feeling.
Wait.....the Oppressor was scary........
She didn't want to think of him now though, she had more important things to attend to.
Where will we start first.......?
BC
Buttercup grimaced and stopped in the middle of the sidewalk.
She turned to Brat apologectically.
"I don't know where to start..."
She hit her forehead with the heel of her hand.
She's my sister, I should know where she would go!
Brute blinked away her oncoming tears as she stared in shock as Butch came to the realm of the living. She noticed the soft glow of his hands indicating her was in some sort of battle... But Brute didn't care about that at the moment all that mattered that Butch was alive and well... "Butch... Are you- No better yet don't speak, just rest..." Brute confided as she squeezed his hand lightly before letting go, she hovered over to the door, as she looked at his tired state with a worried frown. "Don't worry Butch- I'm just going to ask for someone to get us some food in this place." She said reassuringly as she the PowerPunk opened the door and then left shutting the door silently.
'Butch... I hope-your okay...'
After leaving the room Brute searched around the Hotel in hopes of finding someone for room service, luckily she found the man she scared before, grabbing the startled man she growled at him. "I Need food for me and my Boyfriend- NOW!" She spoke coldly as she absently thought of why she called Butch her "Boyfriend". 'Well.. I think I love him...' Brute thought as the man scurried to get some food for his unwanted guests too afraid to call the police. Minutes later the man gave her two trays of food in which Brute took in both hands, glaring at him the man ran off afraid.
As Brute reentered the room, she tried her best to sound "Cheerful". "Butch. I brought some food for us..." She spoke as she went over to the side of his bed and put the two trays of food onto the side table. "You can eat when you have the strength.. I can wait." and with that said she smiled.
Post by tomaszavenger on Dec 16, 2008 14:24:23 GMT -5
Butch was listening intently around him. Brute seemed to be taking care of him quite well. He strained to get up, but eventually gave up and just kept watching Brute.
Why are my muscles not working? :Butch wondered, and he noticed Brute had brought him food.
After one or two minutes of dead silence, Butch noticed his mouth was easing up, so he began to speak.
"I don't think we discussed me being your boyfriend." Butch said, trying to get Brute's attention.
"Thank you for the food though!" he said with a smile, as he stared into her green eyes.
"I-I never said we were together- it's just..." Brute was blushing up a storm as she tried acting defiant. "... anyway, can you move yet?" She asked worried as she avoided looking into his eyes, though sneaked glances once and a while. "I'm NOT spoon feeding you! So don't get any ideas!" She growled trying to sound "tough" though sounded more whiny then anything else. "Geez I'm getting soft..." She grumbled.
Post by tomaszavenger on Dec 16, 2008 14:54:59 GMT -5
"I never said there was anything wrong with being together, I just said we haven't discussed it... and I don't think I can quite move yet." Butch said as he tried to make his muscles work.
Right... my synapses must still be in lockdown. The curse probably hasn't lifted itself yet, rather, I'm in a concious state and I'm using my availible transmission for major bodily functions, but the immense use of energy in my dream must somehow flown into my real self, and I'm experiencing some after-effect. It should wear off in a while... a long while. Butch thought, recalling some training in the army of assessing the human body's state.
"Brute... I can't really move right now... as much as I'm trying to, but I am quite hungry..." Butch admitted. The look of the food and its smell made Butch strain even harder. His fingers were starting to move, but still, he was pinned to the bed by his own weakness.
"Its fine.......we just have to think like she would......."
If she's anything like I was......NO! She wouldn't be at a place like that.......
Fidgeting, Brat stared at Buttercup. She seemed so stressed out, and she was sure she wasn't helping the situation.
"She must be here for a reason right? Why would she come back........from wherever she went?"
She didn't know if she was helping at all, but she was going to make damn sure she tried.
Bubbles
Bubbles sighed, rubbing at her head.
Interesting.......
Everything she had witnessed was very interesting to say the least.
This data is more than I could have hoped for in a day. Unfortunately, I'm going to have to let them go.......if I keep following someone will get suspicious.
She didn't want to let both groups out of her site, but she knew she had to.
"Allen, I'm heading out now. You can follow them if you want."
Winking, she dropped back to the ground, severing her link with HIM enough to release the illusion.
Now what.......
Staring ahead, she looked on at the destruction with mild interest.
Brick took a deep breath. He sat atop a large red I-beam, several stories above an empty construction site. The smell of paint was still strong, although it had already dried.
Brick shut his eyes, and removed his hat. There, in a small niche in the side, a hand-sewn pocket lay. He delicateley reached and plucked out a small plastic hairpin, pink with a heart set in the middle. He clenched it in his fist, not minding the teeth of the hairpin sticking his palm. He pried open his sleep-deprived eyes, and stared, motionless, at the sun's first rays peeking out over the horizon.
Brick glanced back at the hairclip, almost straining to remember the fiery locks it used to lie in. I always felt bad about taking it from her, but I just had to make sure I never forgot her..
"Sometimes I wonder how things would've been had we both lived as normal kids.. How different things would be now.." Brick whispered under his breath. He stood, and stowed the clip back into his hat. Replacing it into his sidepack, Brick re-affixed the grey beanie and contacts. It mat have been a risk to have re-assumed his Brick outfit overnight, but he didn't care. Being in disguise made him feel like he was still a villain.
He deliberateley fell, enjoying the wind flying past his face as he soared a dozen stories towards the ground. He landed with a soft tap, and brushed the concrete dust from his outfit.
Post by TheTimeSweeper on Dec 17, 2008 23:46:56 GMT -5
-tFabikcalcer-
tFab nodded at Brute and let her take Butch off to a more secure location. There was really no reason for him to be at this spot in such a vulnerable condition and tFab wanted to get a better look at the crater anyway.
"I guess I'll play detective for a while to see if I can gather any data from this hole that Butch might have missed. Let's see..."
tFab then walked over to the crater and jumped down to the bottom.
"Hmmm, nothing too unusual; just soft ground like Butch said. I'd better keep checking though just to be sure."
Brute blushed as she realized she would have to spoon feed him! She huffed as she tried her best to glare at her "boyfriend". "I have to spoon feed you huh?" She tried to grimace but failed. Getting a spoon full of potatoes she put it near his mouth. "Come on and open your mouth Butch! This is embarrassing..." She muttered the last part.
Post by tomaszavenger on Dec 18, 2008 17:19:07 GMT -5
"Look... you honestly don't have to if you don't want to... and I'm hungry... but I can always wait till later! It's not that much of a bother Brute!" Butch said, straining to get up. His wrists were easening up, but still, he was in almost complete paralysis.
"I know it's embarassing... that's why I don't want you to do it. I like you too much to want to embarass you." Butch said, trying to get his hand to touch Brute to comfort her, but she was out of reach from his frail arm.
"Thanks... you saved me there..." Brute said with a chuckle as she put the spoon back on the tray. "Though I hope you can move soon... I don't want you permanently paralyzed..." She trailed with a sad sigh. "Anyway.. no what- oh damn it!" Brute began to get nervous as though she remembered something! "Damn.. Bell's going to KILL me!" She whispered not noticing if Butch heard her or not... Brute began to pace as she gave a glance to Butch every so often... "WHAT DO I DO?!" She suddenly yelled before putting her hands over her mouth in shock of her yelling.
Post by tomaszavenger on Dec 18, 2008 17:36:06 GMT -5
"Brute..." Butch whispered. It was odd. It was only this morning or so that he had first seen Brute... and now, he had a burning sensation deep within him that wanted her. Hellfire sensations had overcome him... and the feeling he could barely remember seemed to be pretty much irrelevant.
Butch's arms had began to work. It seemed his conciousness was being renewed more and more quickly. His legs began to start to function, and he was already regaining his powers.
Butch kept looking at Brute. She was acting a little wierdly... maybe she felt scared.
"Brute come over here..." Butch said, managing to sit up, and he held out his arms stretched towards her.
"Hmm.." Brick ponderd as he loitered outside the construction yard, "People are starting to wake up.. Perhaps a bit of havoc could scare them enough to get that Brat out of hiding.. I wonder if Beserk would be ticked if I captured Brat before she even got up?" Brick sneered.
He looked around in a sudden fit of insecurity.
"I should really stop talking out loud to myself.."
Damn right you should..
Brick sprinted down the sidewalk. "Bank.. or.. nuclear plant? Nuclear plant might cause too much of a scare.. and I do need money.."
Post by tomaszavenger on Dec 19, 2008 12:47:21 GMT -5
Berserk
Berserk woke up the next morning, feeling refreshed. She was delighted when she felt her soft bed, and rolled around in it pleasurably.
Berserk recalled the previous day. She could remember trying to get Brat... but an image of Brink had kept returning to her.
Really... I should probably avoid that guy... I might get attached.
Berserk quickly picked up her stuff and flew out of the hotel, slowly flying away, but before she had gone a few meters, a familiar voice entered her ears. Brute....?
Berserk thought she could hear Brute in the hotel, and cautiously attempted to trace her location. In fact, she had missed the room that she and Butch were in, mistakingly assuming that Brute would be alone, and had ignored the couple.
Berserk kept attempting to get to the source... but then it had stopped, replaced by a more gruff voice.
"Where is she? I THOUGHT SHE MIGHT AT LEAST HELP ME! BEING MY SISTER... oh, guess I have to do everything by myself... like ALWAYS!" Berserk shrieked, kicking the hotel wall, causing small cracks to appear in the bricks.
Brick yawned as he pushed aside one of the panels of the large glass revolving door. The smell of the Megaville Bank was heavy with the smell of floor wax and concrete.
Brick got a glance from one of the bank tellers, but only due to the fact he was here so early, which he deduced from the bored expression on her wrinkled face.
I guess she's it..
He calmly walked over, and set his finger's on the edge of the marble counter-top, and leaned in close to the glass separating him and the employee. Shge clicked a button next to the keyboard on her desk, and a mechanized voice spoke through a speaker set in the glass.
"May I help you sir?"
"You may. I would like to make a withdrawal?"
"How much, sir?"
Brick calmly reached up and pushed his hand forward, shattering the glass. His hand, undeterred, slipped under the counter top and hit the alarm button.
"all of it. Now hurry, we've only got about half a minute." He said, a broad grin on his face.
Brat was lost in thought, hardly noticing the green clad teen next to her anymore.
If she really is like me......what would I do?
She shuddered at the thought, hoping Bubbles would never be that. Sullenly, she stared ahead into the darkening sky. Buttercup was right, she had no ideas.
Except..........maybe.......
She couldn't complete her thought though, because she was jolted back into reality by the shrill sound of a burglar alarm.
C-could it be!?
Thinking again, Brat realized that this was exactly something that she would do if in Bubbles' position.
Strapped for cash.....need a quick way out.....of COURSE a robbery would work! But why so sloppy? Something doesn't add up, but I can't take a chance. I need to save her from herself!
Snapping her head towards Buttercup, Brat pointed in the direction of the alarm.
"You think that could be her?"
Even if it wasn't, as a hero she was obligated to help.
"I think someone's robbing a bank! We have to stop them!"
She shot Buttercup a determined gaze, then took off in a non-powered run towards the noise.
"Um.. shouldn't you be.. running or something?" The bank teller asked Brick. Brick was cooly leaning on the counter, the obligatory cliche` of a large bag of money in his right hand.
"Lady, if you think I actually reached over and tripped the alarm myself that I'm not trying to get caught, you're a little too senile for this job."
Running, Brat's thoughts clouded over. Each new thought pounded on her mind.
What will I do? Say? Is she even there? What'swrongwithherwhyisshelikethisisitallmyfault. OH MY GOD.
Clenching her fists tighter, she ran faster, finally spotting the source if the noise. It was a rather large building, though a little run down by what she only guess was robbery attempts. Shooting, crashing through walls, she figured this bank had seen better days.
And now Bubbles could be in there......
She gulped, deciding a clear head was better than her clogging her mind. Closing her eyes, she breathed deeply and tried to focus.
Be cool, you have to stop whoever it is robbing the bank. Besides, Buttercup will probably catch up soon...
"So. We have one super, arriving on the scene to stop a malicious bank robber. Well, may as be polite, considering I'm about to be 'thrown in the slammer'" Brick made a wavy hand gesture mentioning the jailing, and laughed. "My name's Brink, and yes, I'm alone. What can I call you, my young heroine?"
"What the devil is making that noise." Zim said as he headed towards the noise that apparently was coming from the town, since he had not gone very far into the forest and just headed back to town trying to find out if it was just a common thief or perhaps something actually worth seeing in town.
I'm not a nazi!... I'm a hamster with food in my cheeks!
"Well, wether you tell me or not, you're my best guess, and a buddy of mine is looking for you."
Brick dropped the bag he held in his hand. Before the sack hit the granite, Brick was already down on aknee, and firing off arrows. The wall behind the girl crumbled, which Brick hoped pinned her. He non-chalantly picked the bag back up, and walked over to the pile of marble and other materials. He kicked a rock out of the way, looking around for the girl.
"Damn. For a super, she went down easy. Now I just gotta pull out the body.."