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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Teflon Billy" data-source="post: 610169" data-attributes="member: 264">Back up on the third floor of the Warehouse's offices, where The Cosmic Commissar was squaring off against The Fat Maniac, a third participant made his presence felt.Stepping from behind the Maniac's enormous bulk, came a diminutive man in a grey nehru suit. Pencil-sized veins criscrossed his gargantuan, bald, head. The veins, throbbed to a diameter approaching that of garden hoses as The Cranium narrowed his eyes at The Cosmic Commissar..."Freeze", The Cranium calmly intoned; and at this suggestion, The Commissar found himself unable to move."Who the devil are you?" The mental Leviathan asked suspiciously, his head pulsing in a steady rhythm."I am here to put a stop to your plan, blackguard! Now Surrender!" Magnetik countered.A wry grin crossed the features of the psionic, "No, I think not. Tell me how many allies you have brought with you....""Never!" that paralyzed hero growled through clenched teeth."...you just did," was his near-simultaneous reply.(OOC: The Cosmic Commissar can't catch a break with Will saves tonight, blowing both his save vs. The Cranium's Mind Control as well as his Telepathy. The Cranium now has the entire roster laid out before him in his head)The Fat Maniac, all 2000 pound red-spandexed girth of him in a mouth frothing rage at having been attacked (Berserk disadvantage...he is after all The Fat Maniac, not just The Fat...Guy), charged the inert Commissar as The Cranium moved toward the stairs down to the second floor. His punch, while of incredible power, failed to penetrate The Commissar's force field. His rage grew to a near unimaginable pitch.(OOC:On a related note, a lot of talking got done there for a six second round don't you think? It's because we use the very super-hero appropriate Soliloquy rules. If anyone wants to talk at length, they can do so, and all action stops to accommodate it.It was taken from my favorite panel of an Avengers comic. Captain America is being attacked by Baron Zemo and his Masters of Evil. One of the baddies throws something at Cap, who proceeds to say aloud...."Oh no, Zemo has thrown a piece of the machinery at me...no time to get out of the ...*ooof!*"....as he is hit by the missile. Behold! The magic of the comic-book soliloquy)Back out on the street, Kronus took action. Hurtling forward at a speed unimaginable to humanity he, at the last possible moment, turned ninety degrees and ran straight up the three story wall and through the window destroyed by The  Cosmic Commissar.Not able to see The Cranium exiting the room (the sight line, like many sight lines in the room, was blocked by The Fat Maniac), The Gorilla King, faster than the eye could follow, unleashed a barrage of punches at the spandexed behemoth. His arms sinking nearly to the elbow with each hit. Though his punches connected with alarming ease, The Fat Maniac's layers of blubber absorbed the punishment with equal ease. If the corpulent crimelord even felt the punches hitting him, he gave no reaction (save the "ripples in a pond" effect from the points of impact across his whole body)Back down on the ground floor...As Tephra and The Fakir sped toward the door from the warehouse and street (respectively), a small crack had appeared in the floor of the street level offices. scant feet away from The Mumbler. The Mormodillo, surveying the entire room from below ground with the magical sight provided by the Seerstones of Zahra-Hemla found his attention drawn to the shadowy figure within the glass cylinder atop the brass machine.(OOC: One of the many traits of the Seerstone Sunglasses is penetrating vision)As his vision pentrated the smoke within the tube, he gasped with shock. Inside the tube was none other than, Prince Sato Kobayashi, renegade heir to the throne of Earth: Nippon; otherwise known as...The Bionic Ninja!<img src="http://www.members.shaw.ca/PanzerGeist/bionicninja.JPG" alt="" class="fr-fic fr-dii fr-draggable " data-size="" style="" /> The Mormodillo had spent many hours at the court of doddering old Ito Kobayashi, before the current machinations of the court of Earth: Nippon had drenched the world in blood.Young Sato he had not crossed paths with since delivering his mangled body to the mysterious Roku cult of his home dimension, masters of nonu-se disciplines and cybernetics.But Sato's legend had grown, and The Bionic Ninja was a frightening force for good in any world on which he set foot.But what was he doing here? In the company of such as The Big Lummox and The Mumbler?He decided it was past time he found out, and pushed himself through the flooring and into the first floor offices....More to come when I have time to write it.</blockquote>

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