towerofanimus | Hero's Adventure 001: Intro

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Hero's Adventure 001: Intro

Characters: Cross and anyone
Setting: From 1-04 to anywhere in the tower
Format: Brackets, but I can match.
Summary: The hero in training, Cross Blanchard, has found himself in the tower, extremely confused and not taking the letter so seriously. It's just a giant joke by the bad guys....right?

Warnings: There might be an attack in halls, unless stated otherwise.

Room 1-04

[Why couldn't he move his fingers? He was just lying there, in a strange room he didn't even remember sleeping in. He feels like he's sitting there forever, until he can finally move his body again. Getting up, he see's a letter off to the side and reads it. His world destroyed? Okay, yeah he's not buying it. The other, though, explains about the tower. Weird...but he can't just sit there and be confused. A hero needed to find answers!...Okay hero in training.

In any case, he see's the chest in front of his bed and opens it up. Inside is all of his gear. So he's just going to start changing into his armor (minus the helmet).]

Hallways

[The lights keep going on and off, some of them not being on at all. What a time to come to the tower, huh? Cross is going to sigh and look around, flash light in hand as he points the light around. His visor is on, calculations and the like blipping on the visor's screen. Nothing appears to be around, but he keeps hearing noises, like claws and growling.]

Am I the only on here? Jeez, talk about creepy.

Floor 1

[Cross has managed to find the cafeteria and strangely enough, a bowl of oatmeal with his name on it. Raising a brow curiously, he's going to walk over to it. Well, no point in letting it go to waste, right? He is hungry after all, so he's going to start eating it. It's pretty bland tasting.]

Floor 4

[Cross wanders into a lounge like area. No one seems to be here right now, but he can't seem to shake the feeling that he's been hearing things, like growling in the halls and stuff. He takes a seat down on a couch and sighs. What his brother do in this situation?]

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Lucky bastard. I would kill for one of those. [FUTURE GOGGLES hurt your eyes, man.]

H-huh? Well we can share it? After all we're a team right now!

Yeah, right now. [Look at all the trust he puts in you, Cross. Such a nice guy.]

[Sob, he's trying to be nice damn it!]

What do you mean right now? It's not like your a bad guy right? So of course we're still gonna be a team!

See, kiddo, I have an objection to the term 'bad guy'...

[Meaning, if Cross here is your average Law-Abiding Citizen, Beat is certainly a bad guy. He has been charged with vandalism, disorderly conduct, mass assault (by nearly running people over on rollerskates), disobeying/attacking/embarrassing the police, and plenty of other things that he may or may not have done but the government charged him of anyway. Unfortunately, the man who owns the police force isn't completely in control of his mental faculties, and he's got a real problem with graffiti...]

...because you know, everyone's good when they're on their own side.

[No, he'd just say Beat needed help and Cross would help him. As for Law abiding citizen? Is being a vigilante and not caring if you break things in order to save people being law abiding? Not really. But that's as far as he goes.]

Huh? Well I just mean, you're not one of those people who go around hurting innocent people and stuff, right?

Edited 2012-06-20 01:42 (UTC)

[Girlfriend, he has taken down SWAT teams with nothing but rollerblades and a bit of spray paint. Though he's probably considered a vigilante too, yes.]

...Uh, depends.

[Shruuug.]

'S hard to hit the brakes. Also, people are stupid.

[Staaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaare.]

O-oh...well um...

[How to say this?]

So long as you're not killing them and apologize for running into them?

[Sob he's never been confronted with someone like this.]

I dunno, I don't really stick around too long.

[He smiles, enjoying watching Cross squirm.]

I mean, if I did that, the cops would catch up.

Well, that's not right. What did they do to deserve you knocking them over? Sounds pretty selfish.

[He's going to turn his back on Beat and start walking.]

Come on, lets keep looking around.

Hey, they had plenty of time to get out of the way.

[NO BIGGIE Cross, it's cool! The AI is pretty good at dodging. Also throwing insults. But mostly dodging.]

Yeah, sure. I really only know the very top and the very bottom.

Still kind of mean...

[Oh yes, they may be good at dodging but what of their FEELINGS Beat! Even AI's have feelings. Ever seen that I, robot movie?]

Wonder what's in this place though that keeps making all those growling noises?

[Beat only just stops himself from responding with "My stomach".]

Dunno. Probably not anything good.

Well, I'm sure it's nothing...right?

[It's probably something.]

[Beat just shrugs.]

You got a weapon, kid?

Yeah, I got these.

[He directs to his sword, utility belt, and mechanical arm.

The growling is getting louder now.]

...Whatever it is, I'll distract it, you kill it. [Because he has only magic spraycans, which in practical uses serve only to make people run away. Beasts probably won't do that, and the noises coming from that thing establish pretty nicely that it isn't a human.]

H-huh? K-kill it?! But I can't-

[There seem to be moans now. Cross turns to the noises and see's Zombies shambling around the corner, clawing at the walls. There organs are also hanging out, which Cross covers his mouth looking at them in horror. He has to repress the urge to throw up.]

W-What the hell?!

You want your mug to look like theirs? No? Then kill it!

[And he's off, sprinting towards them. Truth be told, he feels really unsafe without his skates on, but there's no way he can go back and get them now. So he's just going to ram those zombies down and cover them liberally in spray paint -- where did that spray paint come from -- and then continues down the hall, back in the direction of his dorm.]

Gotta get something! Be right back!!

[FFF- DON'T LEAVE HIM HERE WITH THE FLESH EATERS, BEAT!

Backing up slightly, he draws out throwing knives. He won't kill them...even if they're horribly grotesque. He'll just try and disable them.

Tossing the knives at them, he aims to embed them into their joints and cripple them. When they do pierce those locations they just continue to shamble forwards.]

Crap, crap, crap!

[Just going to back up away from them, trying to think.]

[Fortunately he isn't long, because his dorm is on this floor and Beat is probably the fastest thing alive, bar his spiritual ancestor Sonic the Hedgehog. So you'll hear a distinctive clicking from a little while away, and he's back, on skates and-- oh my lord.]

[Yeah, he's just going to shoot up those zombies like he's in the Matrix.]

Alright, you bastards! Die!

[Oh, uh, might want to get out of the way there, Cross.]

[Well it looks like the cavalry has arrived...with a gun. Way to be subtle.

Cross will dive out of the way from the rain of bullets on the zombies. Arms may be blown clean off and the organs may explode a little when pierced with the bullets, but they continue moving.]

W-what are these things?! Are they even alive?!

Fuckin'... [Okay, this isn't working. So he creates a makeshift holster for the gun and grabs the nearest zombie by the neck. It looks pretty healthy; it's not crawling, at least, like the others who took more of his bullets. Well, we can't have that, can we? So he's just going to head over to a wall and repeatedly bash the zombie's skull into it, checking over his shoulder to make sure no one else sneaks up on him -- but there's nothing he can do about it if they do, of course, so...]

Kid, cover me!

[Blam. Blam. Blam.]

[Cross is watching for a moment, sitting there as Beat is just bashing the thing's head in. Oh God this is so needlessly violent. But he can't think of that right now.

Beat would be in trouble if he didn't help and these things...were dead, right? Or undead. Whatever. So he wasn't hurting anybody by well, disposing of them?

Okay! Time to be brave! Cross gets up, running forward and delivers a kick to one of the zombie's chest sending it flying backwards....while also leaving an organ trail. Ew.]

[He pulls the zombie back for a moment, having completely rearranged its face (which is now dripping with goop). He waits for a moment, but the body hangs limp; satisfied, he tosses the carcass onto the floor, and wipes the goo off his gloves onto the wall. He adopts a mock expression that can really only be described as 'welp'.]

Well, now we know how to kill 'em.

[...But it quickly becomes a manic smile again as he watches Cross deliver the smiting foot of justice!!! ...or not.]

Dude, you kick like a girl. Watch this. [And he's just going to hop into the air and do a full vertical 360, using his heel to slam the zombie into the ground. Meanwhile, he skids along the wall for a few feet before landing again, watching the horde for the next one he can maul.]

[Hey, he's a street kid. He's had enough curb-stomp battles to know that fighting fair only gets you a punch in the face. And he's trying to avoid punches in the face at the moment, these goggles are expensive.]

Hey, girls can kick pretty hard too!...HEY!

[Cross is going to draw out his sword now though, because well kicks are looking to be ineffective as they're just standing back up. Running towards one of them he cuts one down the middle, visibly disturbed at what he just did. Yeah, Okay they're dead but it doesn't make it any less disturbing.]

There we go! [Beat seems to have noticed Cross finally pulling out the sword.] Chop 'em up enough times and they won't even have limbs to move!

[Meanwhile, he's just going to grab another zombie and give it a very intimate relationship with the wall. They're both getting zombie goop all over the place, and since there's no one to clean it up anymore, the dorms are going to smell disgusting for the next few weeks... but it's that or die, and Beat has no wish to die.]

[Oh God he's going to be sick but there's no time to worry about that. He's going to cut another one down with his sword as he jumps back. Throwing knives isn't going to do him any good.]

We need to run!

Edited 2012-07-02 06:02 (UTC)

No we don't! Look at this, I've got it covered! [And for the moment, yes, he does seem to 'have it covered'. It's not as easy as running over cops and spraying them... but it's still a bunch of criminally stupid AIs trying to jump him at the same time, and if there's anything he has experience in, it's that. But he's already showing signs of fatigue, and despite the confidence in his own ability, it seems Cross may be on the right track after all.]

[Beat, however, is content with standing there and killing zombies. You may have to drag him.]

[Yeah, the boy may be a bit naive and a little oblivious but he's nowhere near stupid. Cross see's that Beat is looking rather tired and the zombies are still coming.]

Sorry about this!

[Cross soon runs up behind Beat to give him a karate chop to the neck. It's not enough to cause spine breakage but enough of an impact to knock him out cold so Cross can carry him out. If Beat doesn't notice that is.]

[Yeah, he... he notices. And after tossing one zombie at another, he turns on Cross.]

What the fuck was that for?!

It was to knock you out! Now come on we can't stay here.

[He's going to try and forcefully pick up Beat. If he does, the boy is going to pelt off down the hallway with him.]

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Hero's Adventure 001: Intro

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You want hellhounds or some kind of monster to attack?

That's what they're for! >D

Mmk just making sure

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There's no kill like overkill!

Cross's poor psyche is going to be scarred by this.

Hey, if you wanna be a superhero, you have to beat people up! >:U

Re: Hey, if you wanna be a superhero, you have to beat people up! >:U

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Sorry it's so late

No worries, we've all been there.

Re: No worries, we've all been there.

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