Battle!!!

[Zaleramancer]

I think this loosely fits in this section.


This is for generic-ish battles between superpeople.

By that I mean, Like very short stories of superhuman fights. Kind of like a fleshed out version of the Power Vs Power thing.

Perhaps an example would help?

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Super Strength Vs Flight


"GET DOWN HERE FLYBOY!!" She bellowed as she stomped and cracked the asphalt road.

"Yeah, Because that's such a great idea right now" He yelled back while he hovered one and a half stories up next to an office building. Ok, he thought, I just need to get away as fast as I ca- He stopped in mid though to swerve out of the way of a thrown stop sign.

"I"M GONNA KILL YOU!!" She screamed. She stomped over to a hastily abandoned car and reached down to pick if up. Metal buckled and she grunted as she lifted it above her head! Oh crap oh crap oh cra- ,He thought, as he made jerky evasive maneuvers to avoid what was about to happen.  


"Do you really want to thro-" He started to say as she screamed and threw the car! He nearly falls out of the sky in an attempt to dodge it. He looks behind himself to see the car halfway through the office buildings wall.  He turns around to see a slab of concrete flying at him  Crap  is all he has time to think before it collides with him, sending him though the wall.

Oww.. He thinks,  I have got to get this off me before she starts to cli- He stops as he hears the sounds of crumbling stone. -mb up here.  He turns his power on full blast in hopes of getting the concrete slab off of himself. He barely manages to jerk his legs out before he hears a scream of rage!  Ok flee now, pain later.  

He slams through a door and out of the storage room, Immediately moving towards a window at the end of the hall. He half runs, half flies towards it as she bursts through the door after him. She slams her feet into the ground and gives chase, gaining on him with every second!  Just a little more!  He thinks. She screams with rage and continues to go full speed at him! He bursts through the window just before she can grab him and ascends into the sky shaking with relief.  She continues to below as he flies off.

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So, Whatca think?

[Celadon's Penultimate]

OH YES!!! I mean the "Power Vs. Power" idea was more like a debate version of this thread, but I think this is a much more "hands-on" idea, and thus a more fun one. The other one is more for the nerdy, geeky type who likes to be right. This one is more for the gamer type who happens to also be creative, and likes to make up violent, powerful, epic scenes of awesomeness...

[Zaleramancer]

Shape-shifting Vs Electricity Mimicry


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"Hey babe you want to come over to my place?" He saided shiftily as he loomed over her. "N-no, I already told you I have a boyfriend." She replied nervously, obviously she'd heard of this guys reputation.

"Oh really-" He started to reply angrily.  

"Leave her alone you moronic cretin." A sharp voice said. A girl walked up from behind him.  

"Huh?" He said amazed that anyone would insult him. The other nervous girl quickly fled while he was distracted.

" 'Huh?' I see you are stupider than you look, I'm quite amazed really. I doubted that was even possible." She said tauntingly.

"Who the Hell are you to talk to me like that?!?" He said proudly. As he stomped around to glare at her.

"Just the girl who'll rearrange your internal organs if you keep bothering people." She responded." Got that you moron? Or do you want me to repeat is slowly?" She crossed her arms and stared him fearlessly in the eyes.

He practically growled with rage as he started to throw a punch aimed at her face. She caught in with one hand, effortlessly holding it. "Those big muscles of yours aren't very useful are they? But honestly I can't blame you. My muscles are at least three times denser than yours." He yelped in pain as she started to bend his hand back on his arm.

She let go and pushed him back. Watching as he fell flat on his back, still glaring at her. "Done yet? Or do I have to go through with my 'Rearrange your organs' threat?"  She said with a voice practically dripping with hostility. "Don't doubt I wont if i have to."

She suddenly smelt ozone in the air. 'Why is there-' Was all she had time to think before she had to duck to avoid a blast of electricity. "Electrokinetic? Interesting with all that juice flowing around in your brain I'd expect you to be just a little smarter. " She said with a smirk.

He continued to throw bolts of electricity in all directions. She keep dodging them, but after one nearly clipped her shoulder she thought 'Ok, time to end this'. She stepped forward, and with each step she grew larger and larger. He actually stopped and took several steps backwards at the sight of a 20 foot tall girl glaring at him! "Guess what Einstein! I'm a shape-shifter." She said loudly. 'If I'm lucky, He'll be to intimidated to fight. I'm actually weaker because of my reduced density.'

'Guess not' She thought as she took a electro-bolt to the stomach. She keeled over and began to shrink. 'Ok, lets just do a bit of arm-flailing.'  Her arms began to elongate, sharp scales grew over the skin on them and her fingers transformed into sharp talons. "Now" She said." Could you be so kind as to DIE!" She swung her arms forward as he sprayed electro-bolts at her. The razor sharp talons cut through the concrete under him, as he jumped in an attempt to avoid her arms. She smiled as she said, "Shape-shifters are really flexible you know?" Her arms bent like living snakes as they attempted to grab him. She continued to move her feet and shoulders around, trying to control her over-long limbs while avoiding bolts of electricity. Then suddenly, one of her arms bent around him like a boa constrictor! Sharp talons surrounded his head. "Shock me, my hand will reflexively close. I think even you can guess what will happen then. " She said in a tone that promised finality.

She felt sparks tickle her hand, "Hey I warned you, Don't do that!". Then she felt a shock reverberate through her arms. She screamed in pain! She squinted around, trying to ignore the burning pain in her arms. He was gone! Or was he.. Then she saw what had happened. A humanoid figure made of electricity stepped up from where he had been trapped. "Electro-mimic, huh?"  Her arms began to shrink back to normal as she ran to hide behind the nearest car.  He started to absorb electricity from nearby power cables and he started to double in size.

'Hey that's my trick' she thought absent mindedly. 'Never mind that for now, What the hell do I do?! He's practically made out of lightning!'   'WAIT, Made out of li..' She grinned devilishly as she closed her eyes to focus on the changes.

A few seconds later she sauntered out from behind the car, looking absolutely normal. "Hey Shocky! Is that all you got? I've seen more threatening LIGHTBULBS!"  He let out a sound halfway between radio static and thunder as he sent as much electricity as he could at her. So much electricity would surely be lethal!

She planted her feet firmly on the ground and raised her hand. The electricity shot straight at it and did.. nothing!? Thousands of volts of electricity were course through her and nothing was happening. "Guess what? I made a line of cells in by body superconductive and surrounded them by insulator cells. With my feet on the ground, I'm a living lighting rod." She said cheerfully. "And with the amount of electricity you're putting out, My guess is that'll you be to tired to stay in that form for long."

As if she said the magic words, He began to shrink. He appeared to try frantically to stop but it was to late, He zapped back into his normal form in no time. As he looked shocked, Nasty pun there, She shot one of her arms out already transformed into flail mode. "Move and I'll rip your head off. Literally." She said flatly.

"Now pay attention, I'll say this one time and one time only. If anyone ever tells me you are bothering anyone like that again, I Will. Kill. You. Do you understand?"  He turned very pale and shook his head shakily.

"Ok then, Have a nice day you neanderthal" She said as her form returned to normal and she walked off.

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That was longer than I thought'd It be.


Sorry for the pun.

[Zaleramancer]

If anyone wants to add some of their own, or suggest some feel free. I enjoy this.

[667]

Geokinesis vs Superhuman Agility

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"Hey!" boomed the larger farmer. "This here is my land!" Across the field, his skinny rival looked up haughtily and slicked his hair back. His sheep continued to graze, oblivious to the hateful emotions in the air.

"So? What're yew gon' do about it? Fight me?" He loosened his jacket from about his skinny shoulders, because he already knew the answer.

The large man stepped out and punched the air. A tremendous faultline ripped its way across the virgin soil right for Skinny. Unperturbed, he jumped and somersaulted and landed on his feet. Behind him, the ground broke and a shard of rock the size of a man burst forth, spooking the sheep. Skinny smiled a crooked smile and ran dead for Large.

Large Farmer rose up and then dropped back, arms pushing down. The field complied, bunching into a smooth wave. Skinny vaulted it like an Olympic track star and kept running. Large Farmer called up a rock and pushed it towrd his foe's face. Skinny dropped to his knees and SLID beneath it, worn jeans now tearing in the knee. Large Farmer grinned. This was going to be good.

He stomped. A sinkhole opened up beneath Skinny Farmer. He slid right in and promptly fell in to his chest. Large Farmer smashed his forearms together, and the hole closed like a python around Skinny Farmer. He was trapped like a rat.

Large Farmer walked up, bare feet slapping the ground. He squatted so his face was in Skinny Farmer's face.

"I ain't gonna tell you again. This is my land. Go feed yore sheep in your land. I see you here, I ain't gonna hold back none."

Not checking to see if his honest threat had clicked, Large Farmer stood up and faced the still-grazing sheep. He shoved sharply upwards and the ground bucked beneath them; the flock spooked and ran. When the last one was gone, Large Farmer turned and left. There was a rain coming that night, the ground'd be soft enough for Skinny to escape.


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Not going to lie, REALLY want to make Large Farmer a cameo character.

[Celadon's Penultimate]

depends...where are we headed next? Uh...send me an email and we'll discuss it...

[Hyperion]

Devil's Cards vs. Mind Creation

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A royal flush, and Jason watched the pot go to the short man once again. The short man checked his expensive wristwatch, pushed the winnings into his bulging bag, and stood, mercifully done with his 'business'. Jason wasn't done with him, however.

He strode purposefully across the room and grabbed the short man by the shoulder. He turned around, pushing his hair out of his eyes. "Can I help you?" He asked coolly.

"I am the man," Jason growled back, "who owns the casino that you just nearly bankrupted."

"Yeah, wellll, you know." The short man had an annoying, presumptuous drawl. "Everybody gets lucky sometimes. My name's Fischer. Ya see, I was-"

"Save it, Fischer. I've been in the business for a long time, I can tell when someone's cheating by the look on their face. Now you can give back what you won, and I've been keeping track or the amount, or this will get messy."

The look on Fischer's face turned ugly. "Look here, man," he whispered threateningly. "You're about to see that this brain of mine is good for a lot more than cheating at poker." He held up a hand and a pristine dagger appeared, inches away from Jason's neck. "Now, if you'll excuse me, I was just leaving."

Fischer pocketed the knife and walked towards the door. He didn't get more than a few yards, however, before Jason called out, "Hey. We aren't done here."

Fischer turned slowly. Jason had produced a deck of cards from his pocket and was shuffling them expertly. They were both silent for a moment. Aware that all of the eyes in the casino were now upon him, Fischer broke the silence. "Was there something you wanted to tell me or not?"

With a flash almost too quick to comprehend, Jason threw one of the cards, slicing through the straps on Fischer's bag. The overstuffed thing fell to floor and burst at the seams.

Jason held another card up beside his head: the ace of spades. "This is your last chance, Goldfish" he said.

Fischer's face was contorted with rage. He stalked towards Jason, an M9 pistol appearing in his hand. Two shots went off, and all hell broke loose.

Guests and employees alike screamed and either took cover or dashed for the exit. In the chaos, Jason disappeared. Fischer shouted out, "Looks like this will get messy after all you son of a bitch!" and let off the rest of his magazine into the ceiling. Explosions sounded and sparks and debris rained from the ceiling, beginning a roaring fire wherever they landed.

Fischer ejected the magazine and a new one appeared in his hand, which he slotted in. Suddenly Jason appeared across the room and flung another card towards Fischer, who ducked beneath it and fired off a trio of shots. Jason ran across a balcony and jumped down to the ground floor, rolled behind an overturned table and popped up to throw another card.

Fischer tried to get off a few more shots but could do nothing but watch helplessly as the queen of diamonds sliced off the last inch and a half of his M9's barrel.

He threw the useless gun to the ground and a wicked-looking machete appeared in its place. He stalked towards Jason's hiding spot, conjuring up a medieval round shield to block the next volley of cards.

Jason backed away to the edge of the floor, with a ten foot drop to a lower level behind him. Fischer charged, swinging the machete overhead; Jason dodged to the left and the weapon stuck into the wood. Fischer swung with his other arm, hitting Jason across the chin with his shield and knocking him down to the lower level.

Jason scrambled to his feet and launched another volley of cards, but they were swallowed up as the flames rose before him. Fischer came flying through the fire, now wielding a deadly tomahawk. His clothes and hair alight, he charged Jason, who took advantage of the momentum and threw Fischer off of another terrace into a fountain with a small pool of water below.

Now Jason was trapped between a rock and a hard place; the fire swarmed toward him on one side, Fischer had scrambled out of the water and waited for him on the other. "Come on," Fischer yelled up to him. "Jump! It'll destroy all your cards, but it's that or be consumed by the fire!"

Jason knew Fischer was right, but he was not about to go down easily. He threw all the rest of his deck at once; it had no accuracy, almost every card flying off to Fischer's sides, but one stuck into his upper arm.

Then Jason jumped. Fischer was ready the second he hit the water. With his boot he held Jason face down until the struggling stopped.

There was a door on this level, luckily enough. Better yet, the fire hadn't reached it. As he strode toward it, Fischer calmly contemplated how he could make up for the loss of cash he had suffered today. He shrugged it off, thinking that just an extra day in a different parlor would make up for it.

The shrug reminded him that there was a card embedded in his arm. He nonchalantly pulled it out without a glance, but the blood-soaked Jester never ceased to stare and grin as it was eaten up by fire.

[Celadon's Penultimate]

Remind me why this went dead again? Srsly, I think some awesome narration could come from this. It's great to practice writing, and if you're really creative, to create awesome fights.

[Myself]

Behold my necromantic powers as I attempt to revive a dead thread!

[Zaleramancer]

I'll probably add to this later today.


I'm trying to wake up my brain before it atrophies away due to summer-mindlessness.

[Celadon's Penultimate]

Nice try...

[Zaleramancer]

I forgot about it.




Yeah...   on my side.

Though, with the planning for the fantasy RP, I probably won't be able to contribute much to this.

Annnnd there's Lords of Creation. Which I will have to attempt to revive.

[Celadon's Penultimate]

No need to revive that. We still kinda sorta contribute to it.

And, for now, the Fantasy RP is goin' in the queue, only really up for discussion. (Thought we'd automatically get to yours first, huh? Think again...)

[Zaleramancer]

I know that.

I don't want it to start anytime soon. I would need to polish the rules first.

[Celadon's Penultimate]

[Celadon's Penultimate]

I'm still baffled this never went anywhere...