"DB Sommer" <sommer@3rdm.net> writes:
Eyes rimmed red in anger marked the pair's progress out of the office and
toward the relative safety of the front of the station. Kaori briefly
considered pursuing the brothers and making them pay for their comments, but
regained enough control to stop herself. It was times like this she hated
the fact she couldn't just shoot them out of hand. As much as she despised
superpowered beings, maybe having the ability to geld idiots wouldn't be so
bad.
Be at least as good as Dogwelder.
Instead, revenge could take the form of assigning them to undercover work in
'The Blue Oyster' bar, a known pick-up place for homosexual men. The suave
pair wouldn't have to complain about a lack of romantic attention there. It
would be them right for their endless harassment and being the bane
serve
The sergeant at the front desk of the station would have seconded his
superior's opinion had he known her thoughts. As it was, he found himself
left alone, abandoned as the rest of his comrades suddenly decided to raid
the nearest empty building in search of contraband.
Preparing himself for the most dangerous encounter of his life, the sergeant
regarded the dozen men standing before him. They appeared identical in every
way, both in height, weight, and oily, slicked-back hair. They could have
remove "both"
why say every way, and then give a limited set of ways?
I'm looking forward to seeing how you portray Daredevil's lawyer
persona. Presumably he won't be quite as evil as you typically make
lawyers?
"They were confused from concussions they sustained after having been
assaulted by two criminals who you never bothered to interrogate, let alone
should be whom; but in dialogue, so your choice
arrest, for their felonious acts. You can be assured our clients will be
suing for that as well. Now release them," the head speaker
demanded.
How can they be clients if the lawyers haven't met with them yet? I
thought there was something behind the ol' movie tradition of giving a
lawyer a $1 bill as retainer, so that they can say you're their
client. (Obviously pro bono would have different rules, but still...)
The sergeant shook his head. "No way. They were caught tampering with the
minds of every resident in the neighborhood, and under section eight,
article four of the recent addendum to felony code, that constitutes an
Hmm. And that sounds a little odd to me. A separate code for felonies
versus non-felonies? In the US, the feds have the 'US Code' , and new
laws get inserted into the US Code (in the appropriate section).
But I'm sure politicians get to name acts. So maybe 'and under the new
SuperPatriot act, that's a felony invasion of privacy', or something similar?
invasion of privacy. They also racked up destruction of property counts and
illegal weapons charges. They aren't going anywhere."
The lead man said, "You have no proof they tampered with anyone's minds. No
one remembered anything."
"We had a licensed telepath conduct tests that discovered the mental
connection between Mentallo and his erasure of their memories using a brain
boost device found at the scene of the crime."
"Which means you have no physical proof, and only this mystery telepath's
word to go on, which is hearsay," the man pointed out.
"And no witnesses to the destruction of the property in question since no
one could remember a thing," a second said.
A lot of this seems like stuff that'd be in trial rather than being at
the ready memory of the desk sergeant.
"Never!"
And this seems, again, a little emphatic for a desk sergeant to be
saying.
The Fixer sighed as the guard walked away. That was exactly what he had
planned to do with the items in question. They had that American genius,
Reed Richards, develop a list of items to keep out of high-tech masterminds'
hands for fear of them creating dangerous items from mundane objects to
facilitate said masterminds escape. The Fixer was forced to admit, the man
really was brilliant. There were items on the list whose combinations the
Fixer couldn't begin to fathom.
Heh. (Let me guess, Reed Richard put in a few combinations that
*couldn't* be weapons, so that captured supergeniuses would be too
busy trying to figure it out to bother trying to find another way to
escape?
Alarms wailed through the jail as she led the pair of released supervillains
down an alley and to a waiting car. A small flag baring the proclamation
'Itsa Great Pizza' hung from the antenna.
Why am I suddenly thinking Key the Metal Idol here? But I guess it's a
car and not a scooter (and the cast doesn't match up, and ...)
"We'll get that psionic inhibitor off you and tap into headquarters'
headquarter's
The telepath/telekenetic paused in the entryway, noting that the furnishings
telekinetic
"Someone left their Barbie lying around." Mentallo hoped it was Marie's and
not the Fixer's. Thinking of a super villain who played with dolls, and
whose powers weren't related to either Voodoo or radioactive clay, was far
too unsettling.
Hmm, "Of Martial Artists and Dolls"
Even after the two departed, Marie and May continued smiling in their
direction.
"It's so nice to have Big Brother back," Marie said.
"Yes, it is. I missed Master Hiroshi so much, at almost hurt," May said
it
May scratched her head. Killing a superhero wasn't the same thing as
cleaning a room. It involved a lot less dusting, for one thing. "Well, she's
my size, so that's not a problem. I have weapons Master Hiroshi designed to
protect me from bad people and pest control. I have my jet belt to fly
Hmm... for pest control, or to protect her from Pest Control? Either
seems possible...
Marie smiled at how easy it was to initiate the plan. The costume had been
SORORITY SISTER: And now that you're through the initiations,
it's time for the wild orgy!
Anchorman Toji Yamamoto irritably cleared his throat as he waited for the
light to turn on, signaling him to start his part of the report. Today was a
bad day, made worse by the promotion of Akemi Shutaro as his new co-anchor.
Ever since she had scooped the rest of the news industry with the infamous
'Avengers' battle in downtown Tokyo, she had risen through the station's
They weren't known as Avengers then, though. The earliest they could
have had a press conference about it woul dhave been, hmm, was it a
few weeks during the first Avenging? At least a week since the
helicoptor fight, since they had the dates and the Blob fight.
Surprised that the newsf olk wouldn't have given another name to it
within the first day or so of its airing.
Toji waited patiently until the taped footage of the Colonel at a press
conference began to roll.
The face of an irate Nick Fury, white hair at his temples, trademark black
eyepatch, and lit cigar being chomped on, appeared on the screen. "They
slashed our budget in half, literally written over a thousands of pages of
restrictions on what we can do to infiltrate terrorist organizations, and
removed any autonomy we had to actually do something. We can't do anything
without a two thirds resolution, which takes months to do, and then they
complain about how we ain't doing nothing! Putting us under UN control was
the exact opposite of what our original mandate was in making us apolitical
so we can stop anyone, anywhere, from doing something bad!"
Are they under security council, general assembly control, or the
Secretary General's control? I'd have expected security council, and
am a little surprised that Fury would use the fairly imprecise "UN".
The Colonel's face disappeared. Toji read from the TelePrompTer,
"These comments were rebutted by the majority of the UN, including
one of the most outspoken members, the U.S. Ambassador.
Rebutted, not disputed? And an actual majority? The slow pace of the
entir egeneral assembly which Fury had talked of would work to slow
that, I'd think. Also, news reports like throwing in random dates, to
make it sound precise. Something like 'These comments were sharply
criticized in a resolution of the UN Security Council on
Tuesday. Mr. Smith, the US Ambassador to the UN, spearheaded the
resolution:"
The image of a handsome man in his thirties appeared on the screen. "I'm not
surprised by the Colonel's remarks. Fury is quite typical of the gung-ho
hawks of the past that, quite frankly, have no place in the world today.
He's a warmonger that enjoyed flaunting the rules and behaving like someone
out of a deranged Rambo movie. SHIELD was out of control, acting
like it was
flaunting or flouting?
Inspiration suddenly hit Toji. This was the prefect opportunity to one up
perfect
that bitch beside him. He was going to defeat a supervillain. It didn't
matter if she was the size of his daughter's doll. A few blow ups of the
girl posted on television would make her appear ten feet tall instead of a
half foot.
Toji stood up and boldly proclaimed, "As anchorman here at Channel 6 News, I
cannot allow you to commandeer the airwaves for your nefarious purposes. I,
Toji Yamamoto winner of several major news awards, will do his civic duty in
Yamamoto, winner
Akemi, who had remained calm during the entire encounter, remained seated as
she turned to face the diminutive girl. In the voice of a professional
interviewer, she said, "So, what exactly is it you intend to do now that you
have seized control of the airwaves?"
She's certainly good at this whole 'right place at right time' thing,
isn't she?
Since Kasumi's return from China, things with the Avengers had taken on a
hectic pace. Iron Rose's promise of financial backing from Kunou Enterprises
had come about, and the Avengers were immediately given the use of the old
Kunou Townhouse as their headquarters. It was conveniently located in the
heart of Nerima, within easy walking distance. There was only one staff, a
staffperson, staff member, so on (staff is a collective noun)
However, since then, things had been slow. Only several of the Avengers had
gotten together for their weekly meetings, with the Iron Rose being
absent
'Only several' is a little awkward. Maybe 'The meetings were sparsely
attended' or something (nah, that's too direct, but ...)
A smile slid across Akane's face. What a perfect opportunity Kasumi had left
her. A perfect opportunity to alienate Ranma. "I can cook for you," she
offered eagerly.
This seemed odd. Akane, acknowledging she was a bad cook? I'd have
expected her to try to mess up, and come out with a perfect meal.
The Hornet looked at the Earth Shaker device still on the table. "While the
proper thing to do would be to disable it, I think I'll leave it on, just in
case you try to escape in the middle of the fight. We'll think of it as
collateral to make sure you see things through to the end."
The Wasp became concerned. "Will I be able to turn it off after I
beat you?"
Hmm. Does the timeline work out? If it was only set to an hour, and
Kasumi had had to take a taxi to make it in time, isn't it awfuly
close to going off? It takes a few minutes for word of mouth to spread
about a television show, at least, so there's a certain minimum amount
of time their fight can last.
The girl spoke again. "Now, Belasco, it's my understanding that you were the
inspiration for the Devil in Dante's 'Inferno'. Am I correct?"
Always talks with his mouth full, eh?
There was a pause on the other end. "No, that's not it at all, and frankly a
desire for that sort of nilhism is vaguely disturbing. Tell me, have you
nihilism
I snipped it in my zeal, but the crushed hornet was a nice scene.
The device! In the midst of battle, the Wasp had forgotten what her true
goal should have been. Had she remained focused, she could have shot the
Earth Shaker at just about any point in the fight, but her fixation on
defeating her new found arch-nemesis had blotted out everything else. Now
newfound
she, and her foe, would pay for their single-mindedness by crushed fragments
pay... by ? perhaps pay... by being crushed under ?
Deciding nothing good could come from remaining, the Wasp flew away before
the police could harass her with questions. She was tired, and the fight,
while not being a total loss, wasn't a clear victory either, and the whole
nation had seen her ineffectiveness televised. Had she fought smarter and
trained harder, she would have won. It appeared it was going to take more
than shrinking, flying around, and shooting at things before she could be a
superhero worthy of the respect she had wanted.
heh
Kasumi had most of the air knocked out of her lungs as she hit the floor,
Ranma's additional weight only compounding the manner. It took her a second
to catch her breath and recover. As she did so, she noticed an odd sensation
emanating from her chest. She looked down to see Ranma's head cozily nestled
in-between her naked bosoms.
Unless you're trying to capture her dialogue, 'bosom' or
'breasts'. 'bosom is another collective noun for the breasts as a
single feature.
Kasumi felt her entire body blush. "Get off me!" she insisted, easily
tossing Ranma aside. Two months ago that would have been an impossibility,
but thanks to the changes she had undergone, it proved surprisingly easy.
Hmm. This Ranma is from earlier description 200+ pounds, if memory
serves. If Kasumi is that strong nowadays, that should become fairly
visible in her day-to-day life.
Good to see you're back in the avenging business. I'm rather eager
looking forward to more. You've definitely made me like the Fixer,
although I'm still rather hoping for more unpleasantries to happen to
Mentallo.