Whatsyourface
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Jack looked at her. He knew that it was the real her. There is no other her here. So…she still thinks this is all real. A friend? Someone actually told her? “A friend? What friend…..who exactly are you talking about…?” To her question. He answers “My reality?….” Jack pauses “I wasn’t…fooled the same way you are. When didn’t hide the fact that this was a lab. My reality was reality…at least. That’s what I think…I’m…not sure what’s real anymore. For all I know…I could still in a lab.” Jack looked down at his tea as he sipped it.
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Iris looked at Shizu and her smile faded as she looked away for a bit. Somewhat lost in her old thoughts. Her eyes trembled as she stared at the ground. Then she snapped back to reality blinking. She lookes back at Adreastea smiling. “Oh. I’m from a school.” Her smile was fake. But she wasn’t lying.
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X-0 Walked out of the area into the seemingly never ending maze that was this place. It was fairly dark. The place was completely devoid of staff. Or signs that life is there…though there are signs that life was here. This area specifically blocked out ambient EM radiation and sonar with the inner was. Making it difficult to tell what was exactly would be ahead. Even hacking into the camera feeds, would not work. It became clear why when there was one that was missing. Apparently ripped or hacked off. No sign of it though.
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“Welp.” Jerrel says. Kicking his legs out onto the bleachers like a stool and then lounging back. “Can’t do much with halfa us gone.” Jerrel says to Baylet. “And I on’t wanna go look for em.”
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>Input command: Use super robot jumping abilities to reach the grate with ease, remove grate and climb into hole.
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“Guess we ain’t all gettin’ apple juice.” Jerrel says crossing his arms. “I’ll let ya’ll cool down. But I’m kinda still standin’ by my proposal. But..it’s up to ya’ll.” Jerrel jumps back off a gust of wind flipping through the air before landing on the bleachers. Shoulda just let em have at it.
“You ask me Baylet, you are what you choose be. From ma perspective, you just got all that jazz drilled into your head.” Jerrel says tapping his head with his finger.
“You can be nice and you can be good, but then you always try n’ go on back to ya old ways, talkin’ bout you a demon and you gotta be bad. From how you actin’, seems like you got free will to me….”
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“Well…aight.” Jerrel shrugs. They don’t seem to want to fight. Which is good. Of course, it may fuel the rivalry between them even more but…if they can truly put this behind them. Then that would be best in Jerrel’s eyes. He crossed his arms.
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Jerrel noticed a kid walking into the gym, where everyone was, witnessing ashes fist touch and then promptly removing himself from the area. Jerrel turned around and put his face on his hands to snicker. “Ey ya’ll looks like we got a new kid.”
Jerrel then sees them beginning to feud again. Takra and Baylet. He sighes. “Ya know, there is this holiday in this country in europe. Where ereryone decide to beat the shit outta each other. Then after that. Everyone goes and gets drinks. Maybe ya’ll can do that. Then. If ya’ll don’t kill eachother. We can all get….apple juice or some shit. Cause if this ain’t gonna happen today. Its gonna happen some other time. Might as well have a ref or something. Who stops everyone from goin’ to far. I nominate Godal….since it was his idea….and he’s…invulnerable. N’ shit…..and I ain’t….”
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<i>Nigga. Yo ego fills this whole fuckin’ school up.</i>Â But Jerrel knew there he had limits, as powerful and fast as he was. He couldnt do everything and neither could everyone else.
“I’mma clean up ma mess.” Jerrel said as he spins and generates a vortex or tornado. It picks up only the glass shards and Jerrel dips out of it. He steers it around with his hand, but it gets weaker and weaker the further it is from him. It picks up glass around the room and Jerrel shrinks it. He goes closer to it, focusikg on it as he aims it above a trash can and then dissipates it. Causing the broken glass to fall into the trash can.
“Why you want everyone to punch you anyway? Not ereyone’s powers use super strength. Â I dont even have super strength really.” Jerrel smirks “I just look like I do. Can’t they just, blast you or something? Not everyone can even get super strength. And not everyone needs it.”
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–ARCLIGHT DISTRICT–
People started staring at her and then people in the crowd stared murmuring. A Â roid head (Juan Huarez) stood up. Â “Bitch. Who the fuck do you think we are? You think Los Zotados will just lay down to some low-life punk bitch like you? So what you took a fucking bullet. I’ve taken fifty. A hundred. And not one of em pierced.” A FFM member slipped on a full head face masked. An amp lit on fire on his arms. “I’m gonna burn this entire fuckin’ club to the ground ”
FFM members do reveal themselves by putting masks on, and have their weapons on the tables, but do not do anything else, as they watch the large muscle bound man go off as he grabs railing a stair well and rips off a rough 6 foot long metal  chunk.  “Tired of talkin’ to yo ass.” He takes the pole and swings it hard enough at both Rivyena and her body guard with out force to smack a human being away 20 feet and send them away.
(None of the FFM members, nor the 2 Los Zotados members here may be autohit.)
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Jericho receives an anonymous text on his phone. It is a picture, and a rather clear one. It is of a map of the city with an address. It is near by the inferno club. It says to be there in 5 minutes to intercept the man and that he has 3 others with him.
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Within the same district, a woman with tentacles has walked into the store. She does of course does attract some gazes. Some turn around, accept for mostly any man with a suit. A few of them look like they want her to try something, but, then they return to conversation, looking over at her occasionally. The waiter then says “You got it.” The waiter leaves a bit abruptly, not even asking if she wanted anything else. And then just returns with the calamari as she asked. Which they do serve, this being an Italian restaurant after all. It comes with sweet and sour sauce. “Anythin’ else?” He asks now.
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Name: Elliot Robins
Gender: Male
Age: 34
Alias: Armory, The Everyman
Alignment: Neutral/Anti-Hero
Height: 6 ft 2
Weight: 200 lbs
Affiliation: None
Species: Human
Family: Amelia Robins (Mother)
History
If one was to expect Elliot to have a tragic backstory, they would overall, be wrong. Elliot did not lead the best life but he lead a well enough life in his eyes. He lived with a single mother, as the father left her with him. From when he was a child, he had always seen costumed vigilantes sticking it to crime, clobbering the bad guys and trying to make the world a better place. This made Elliot desire to physically excel from a young age.
As Elliot grew older his perspectives changed. He was always a smart child despite how crude he in fact seems to everyone, he is very intelligent. He had lost a lot of perspective on superheroes, thinking the concept silly now, with how they hardly made the world a better place. Or at least, that was what he wanted to think. Still he had the drive to push his body further. He however opted to pursue carriers of his own, receiving a half scholarship to go to college where he would learn auto motives, chemistry and a bit of material’s science. He found himself to have a passion for both, loving chemicals and fast cars.
However, as Elliot also developed an aptitude for firearms, and found that despite his degrees, he was getting nowhere, he decided to live the life of a mercenary vigilante soon after ironically, determined to try and make the city a better place by inspiring people, quell crime and make money all at the same time. Often times, Elliot tracks downs, and mugs drug dealers and other major makers of money.
Abilities
A good word to describe Elliot is genius bruiser by human standards. He very physically capable but considers his mind a greater weapon, though being able to punch out thugs comes in handy.
A sharp mind
Elliot, though not a super genius, is exceedingly intelligent and has learned numerous skills from within the city itself. He never really watched much TV. One of his most notable is an affinity for chemistry. His combat skills are in guns in particular, hand to hand combat and improvised weapons.Chemistry- Elliot has knowledge of how to create a wide parade of substances on the periodic table. Though he does not have the knowledge or resources on how to make exotic materials that are indestructible like adamantium, he has knowledge of a wide variety of chemical flames. He is also knowledgeable of drugs and poisons.
Mechanical aptitude- Very good at making and modifying things. He often takes simple items and makes them into deadly weapons and useful tools. He can make knives channel electricity or inject compressed air into opponents, supersoakers shoot fire, adds spikes to hammers, uses bleach to make bombs or uses his modified cellphone as one would a PDA to do any number of things.Marksmanship- Seems superhuman at times. Elliot is capable of shooting many thrown objects completely out of the air and can hit faster moving objects with calculation as to where it will be. This even applies to targets faster then sound.
Combat prowess- Though he has not taken kung fu or very many exotic martial arts, he is a very effective fighter, having learned from both experience on the streets and teachers. He is primarily well versed in boxing, MMA, Wrestling. Brazillian Jujitsu and a few basic move from other martial arts. He is in particular, a very good knife/dagger fighter, and is good at throwing them. He uses these as a base and incorporates his own instinct and sense, to fight with his own distinct, often pragmatic style reliant somewhat on instinct, simplicity, effectiveness and fluid adaptive ability.
Anticipation- (Goes hand and hand with reflexes)- Very good at predicting trajectories and the next move of his adversaries. Making it easier for him to dodge certain types of attacks. However, just because he can anticipate one bullet, doesn’t mean he can get out of the way of 30 or 100.
Stealth- Elliot is not batman but he is surprisingly good at sneaking up and away from people.
Jack of all trades (Physical)As far as Elliot’s physical stats are concerned, he is not the strongest nor the fasest or more agile. But he is pretty good at doing all those things very well. He trained hard much of his life to achieve his physicals.
Strength: Elliot has abnormal strength for a human from hard work and training, and has been often called a “strong man” like those of old. He can bench press 600 lbs and he has very strong grip. He stronger in his other muscles, able to break police handcuffs, bend iron bars with his hands, hold up to 130 lbs straight out in front of him. hold grown men up by their necks with both hands and strike rather hard, on par with heavyweight boxers. He can punch with nearly a ton of force under normal circumstances at 1600 lbs and at a around ton under duress. He kicks well into a ton of force at 2700 to even 4000 lbs, and is easily capable of sending people away with his kick. A well placed punch can out a regular person cold in one blow or even kill them, sometimes. He is capable of lugging around large amounts of gear and at times even able to hold some weapons that are traditionally mounted. On his back he can carry around 1000 lbs on his back.
Speed: Elliot has above average speed but not superhuman or abnormal. He is not going to compete in the Olympics or anything but he will throw a his blows with blurring speed. Elliot draws his gun however with seemingly superhuman speed, some people not even able to see him draw. He also reloads very quickly.
Agility: Elliot is fairly agile for one of his size and able pull off evasive manures like rolls and leans very well. He is not by any means a master acrobat but he quick on his feet and fluid. He can jump and do a backflip without armor but he cannot practically apply this to combat, opting for more “mundane” manuevres rather then “fancy acrobatics.”
Reflexes: Elliot possesses honed reflexes, especially with adrenaline. He can read labels off spent cartridges as they are ejected from a fire arm and react well to throne objects and strikes. Though he is not technically a “bullet timer” he can react to bullets by getting out of the way before they are fired. Whether or not he can see an object depends on how large it is, how fast it is moving, the color and how close it is. Elliot has difficulty seeing very fast objects when they are close up and when they are small, like bullets. He does not possess a danger sense and to dodge any object faster then sound he must know that it is coming first.
Endurance: Elliot has drive to push himself through difficult situations. Whether trapped. severely wounded or drugged. he doesn’t stop fighting when determined. He can be very tenacious
Stamina: Elliot has great stamina, able to run 5 miles non stop at a moderate pace. He is also capable of moving around with various heavy equipment.
Durability: Abnormal. He can be trapped under large car like weights. He has a high G tolerance and is able to survive relatively high speed car crashes with some injury. He can take a profuse beating from people, having tough skin, muscles and bones. He is even able to take being beat with solid metal blunt instruments and able to have wooden objects broken over him and still be able to shrug it off at times. Sometimes, he likes bends iron bars on his body simply because he can. He can hammer nails into wood with his barehands or his skull as well as dent cars with little harm to himself. Wood sometimes breaks over his hardened body with no harm whatsoever.
The Armory
Elliot has an extensive, ever expanding armory of weapons.
Grizzly body armor- Think Elliot likes to go out into the streets with a skin tight suit to go out fighting crime? Think again. “The Grizzly” as he likes to call it, is a body armor he spent years buiilding and perfecting in his spare time. The armor is layered, the first layer being a full body suit filled with D30 shear thickening fluid, hardening on impact when in contact. Around the Torso is dragon skin body armor to protect against sustained assault rifle fire. After that is a heat resistant substance capable of allowing Elliot to withstand being near very intense flames. Allowing Elliot to have above human durability, able to withstand high falls, punches from some metahumans, being hit by moving vehicles, crashing in moving vehicles, heat and minor amounts of electricity. Elliot cannot be very effectively harmed by strikes while wearing this armor. It even contains a mini AC unit to stop him from overheating
Ballistic helmet- Bullet resistant helmet filled with D30 Gel on the inside. Protects against strikes to the head. Contains a gas mask to prevent Elliot from inhaling toxic substances.Wasp knife- A needle like knife that injects compressed air into the target. Air expands to the size of a basketball while freezing the opponent.
Taser knife- Knife with an electrified blade. For when just stabbing isn’t enough.
Flash torch- Small flashlight looking device. Shoots out a “hot knife” of burning metal particles to cut through metals, armor, bulletproof glass and metal through a combination of heat and abrasion. Cuts at 5000 degrees F and must be reloaded after each use. More information here.
Shock rod- Modified cattle prod. The weapon can be tuned to deliver fatal damage, even able to go through body armor, damage traditional electricity defenses and ignite said target while overriding their muscle movement. Can work in reverse. Should target have electricity based metahuman powers, it can drain them too.
Beowulf- .50 Caliber assault rifle.3,123 lb force from one shot.
Hand Cannon- 12 pound .600 Cal S&W. 8,221 lb force in a single shot. An often overkill weapon much more powerful then a desert eagle. Considered “Overkill for elephants.” Handy if you run into a stray T rex or want to shoot through steel hardened armored vehicles
MP7- Light Personal Defense weapon that fires assault rifle sized bullets and pierces armor easily.
Five-Seven- High velocity pistol capable of piercing body armor.
CZ-75- Versatile 9mm hand gun.
Buckshot surprise- Mounted on the forearm is a small one-shot shotgun which fires when triggered by the impact of Elliot fists with something. Upon impact fires 12 Gauge buck point blank upon target.
Super soaker- Modded into a flamethrower.
Dragon’s kiss- Mini blow torch attachment, often put on the Beowulf along with a heatshield. A potent weapon, can use an Acetyne/Oxygen torch to melt any pure substance on the periodic table with temperatures of 6000 F. Easily melts steel. Can melt diamond. Much more potent is the Dicyanoacetylene/oxygen flame. Hottest flame known on the periodic table at over 9010 F. At only 1000 degrees short of the surface of the sun, this flame melts any traditional substance the flame come in contact with. If Arman uses this for too long or too much, it will damage the gun. The flame is does not need to make contact to burn.
Spud gun- A potato gun modified to be able to launch grenades at high speeds.
AA-12- Fully automatic, recoil dampened shotgun capable of firing a large variety of ammunition including buckshot, slugs, Frag-12 grenades and other types of exotic ammunition.
Frag-12s are a round that essentially turns it into an fully automatic cannon able to strike well into 10-25 tons of force. Can be made to be High-Explosive, Armor piercing or Fragmenting
AS-50- .50 Caliber Semi Automatic recoil dampened Anti-Material rifle capable of going through sheets of steel and hitting with approximately 7.5 tons of force on a very small area.
LSAT- Lightweight Small Arms Technologies. A light machine gun that only weighs about 12 pounds loaded and holds 100 rounds in a normal
Panzerfaust-3 A very powerful anti tank weapon, capable of destroying any conventional armored vehicle that exists in a single shot. Where something like say an M16, has trouble going through half an inch of well made steel, this weapon can go through nearly 3 feet of it. Upon impact, focuses a stream of molten copper towards it’s target upon impact, which travels at approximately mach 25. This H.E.A.T round lacks an explosive radius, however, a direct hit is capable of hitting one with over 100 tons of force, capable of easily sending one flying.
However, said weapon is hazardous to use inside to people around Elliot or even Elliot himself if he is unarmored. Round travels 200 mph and quickly accelerates to 681 mph, making it surprisingly difficult (but possible) to see properly. It can be described as a blur.
Grenades
Thermite grenade- Is it’s own oxidizer. Burns underwater and even without oxygen, but slow reaction speed.
Napalm grenade- Large heavy grenade that sprays napalm about 2200 F, enough to melt many steels
C02 Grenade- Sprays C02 about. Mostly to extinguish ordinary fires.
White Phosphorous grenade- Ignites with white phosphorous. Temperatures of 5,000 F Enough to melt most materials including any steel and all but the highest temperature materials. Produces toxic smoke. Masks from infrared.
Tear gas- Riot control non lethal grenade.
Shrapnel grenade- Explosive grenade filled with sharp objects. 4 ft blast radius. 300 meter total shrapnel radius
Concussion grenade- Powerful grenade. Most effective indoors. Often sends target flying or liquifies people outright.
Sugar baby- Makeshift smoke bomb made from explosive materials and bombs.
Hellfire grenade- Rarely ever used by Elliot except under the most dire of circumstances. ClF3 (Chlorine trifluoride) Grenade that burns almost any known substance once ignited. Traditional flame proof substances do not work. Readily ignites violently with water. Better oxidizer than oxygen. Can burn in a vaccum for some time. No known substance puts it out. Simply trying to use C02 or other atmospheric displacement substan. Must be contained (slowed down) while the area is kept at a low temperature in order to contain the reaction.
Mines- Home made explosive, pressure triggered mine. Explodes with High-Explosive, Shrapnel or armor piercing shaped charges capable of piercing metals
C4- Remote detonated plastic explosive. Comes in shaped charge or high explosive varieties.
Krokatoa- Small modular explosive. Plastic explosive with copper insert. Explosion launches copper upwards with sufficient force to penetrate armored vehicles, tanks and even a warship.
Cellphone- A modified, Jailbroken phone. Can tap into police radios, and Elliot if he has a signal, can use it to hire hackers to control his phone remotely and hack something for him. He can also use it to keep track of tracking devices he makes, or as a remote detonator to bombs placed in the area.The garage
Elliot likes cars and often collects them from criminals. The less nice ones anyway. Often times, he armors them, adds illegal mods, remote controls them, puts large payloads of bombs into them or whatever else he can think of. He travels in. He also keeps trucks and the like here.Final note
Elliot will often make new things, modify things he already has and continuously expand his ever growing Armory.
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“He just wanted us all to use our powers and hit him real hard with what we got. Since he don’t care and he destroys gods and worlds and blah blah blah we can’t hurt him. So ya’ll can go ahead n’ take a crack at him I guess.” Jerrel says pointing behind himself at Godal.
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Jerrel smirks. “I think she was talkin’ bout when I punched Godal.” He says to Miwa. He then looks to Baylet and says “My bad Baylet. But he asked me to punch him hard and that’s what happened.”
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Strife met his sister’s glare with the same neutral stoic, look he always has. “I did deal with him. He left.” He sees death flick at him and he is standing in the council home once more. Crosses his arms annoyed. “Dammit brother…” He mutters to himself as he goes from his human form to his normal form. 1000 years they said. Strife returns to his lab. Perhaps there are other things he can make. Or give his ring for the ability to return to earth. But it would likely be some time before Strife decides to return to that “sheep’s den” of a planet.
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“Musta been a good ass sleep then. You been out a while but it ain’t been that long.”
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Jerrel shrugs. “I unno. A while. I left the cafeteria so I ain’t see you goto sleep. I’d say, maybe, some hours or somethin’. Â Yeah. This ain’t much of an exercise. Just us tryina to figure what to do.”