HQ: The 'Ready Lounge'

[modus666]

(ooc apologies ive bene out of town...)

Gauntlet grimaces and remains silent as Quasar rambles on with Juggler and Monkey Wrench. There is an occasional twitch and grind from his gigantic mechanical arms from time to time. His movements have become even more slow and deliberate than before...

[["HEY! We're still at least one drink away from first-name basis, buddy. Watch it.". She grins as she accepts the drink and takes a swig. "Not bad. And be careful how you phrase all that - I might misinterpret you and go home with Ivan the Terminator over there. For all you know, I might like the strong-&-silent type."]]

Gauntlet opens his eyes and manages to croak out.

"My... apologies young lady. But it seems zat you are producing and extremely strong magnetik field. The one who made me... like this... neglected to shield the internal vorkings of my body from such emanations."

He forces a polite smile...

"I don't... suppose I could impose upon you to reign in your ability just a bit so I do not shut down completely?"

 

[modus666]

Gauntlet has moved several feet away from the bar. He manages to raise one metal hand in greeting to Ron, but it sparks and twitches slightly as he puts it back down. He has an agitated, strained expression on his face, but is forcing himself to look as collected as possible as he can under the weight of Quasar's power.

He thinks to himself . o O ((Such a frail looking body... but capable of tearing me apart... Am I out of my league here in the Resolutes?))

 

[Master Pelle]

Suddently the television started showing the news where a reporter is standing outside the school where group of people making demonstration. The reporter on the tv started to speak. "Welcome to Super News, I'm Nelson McCanner. Today a group of people from FFM organization are making demonstration against the school who are teaching people with superpowers. I'm gonna interview the leader of the group..."

The reporter on the tv moved to a middle aged man with dark brown hair that is holding a sign that read Go and Die Superbeing!. The reporter pointing with his mic to that man and started to ask him, "Why are you making demonstration against this school for?"
"The reason we are making demonstration against is because they learned those superbeing how to control their powers, that is why! We Free From Metahumans or FFM for short don't want superbeing getting stronger so that why we must prevent it or else one day they will taking over the Earth!" The man said while he is completly fired.
"But we have Task Force who could handle against other superbeing who caused problems to our world..." The reporter said until he was interupted by the man.
"Task Force?! They are also bunch of superbeing! We can't trust them at all! The Task Force is just tried to look good but it is just a freaking act so that they can take over the world!" The FFM man said.

Suddently on the television, a group of peoples came out from the school so that all FFM members is completly fired up when they seem them.

Suddently the speaker crackles to life as man voice start to speak, "Attention all available Task Force members, please report to Briefing Room C immediately!

OOC: You will find this mission at The FFM Demonstrations. I'm rather have players who don't have joined any mission before. And also have some good combat ability and have ability to prevent riot.

 

[modus666]

ready to go!

Gauntlet pries his gaze away from Quasar and glares at the television.

[["The reason we are making demonstration against is because they learned those superbeing how to control their powers, that is why! We Free From Metahumans or FFM for short don't want superbeing getting stronger so that why we must prevent it or else one day they will taking over the Earth!" The man said while he is completly fired.
"But we have Task Force who could handle against other superbeing who caused problems to our world..." The reporter said until he was interupted by the man.
"Task Force?! They are also bunch of superbeing! We can't trust them at all! The Task Force is just tried to look good but it is just a freaking act so that they can take over the world!" The FFM man said.]]

The big russian narrows his eyes at the screen. He is clearly agigtated by the protesters.

"Feh. Does that fool not realize that most did not ask to be as we are? I certainly would have preferred to keep my body as it was..."

[[Suddently the speaker crackles to life as man voice start to speak, "Attention all available Task Force members, please report to Briefing Room C immediately!]]

"Well, comrades, seems as though we have job to do, da?"

Gauntlet claps his metal hands together, producing a loud >clang<, then looks down at Monkey Wrench.

"Come, little one, you take ride on Alex's shoulder."

He holds one large metal hand out to the tiny primate, a large, friendly smile spread across his face.

 

[VioletSamurai]

Gauntlet grimaces and remains silent as Quasar rambles on with Juggler and Monkey Wrench. There is an occasional twitch and grind from his gigantic mechanical arms from time to time. His movements have become even more slow and deliberate than before...

"HEY! We're still at least one drink away from first-name basis, buddy. Watch it." She grins as she accepts the drink and takes a swig. "Not bad. And be careful how you phrase all that - I might misinterpret you and go home with Ivan the Terminator over there. For all you know, I might like the strong-&-silent type."

Gauntlet opens his eyes and manages to croak out. "My... apologies young lady. But it seems zat you are producing and extremely strong magnetik field. The one who made me... like this... neglected to shield the internal vorkings of my body from such emanations." He forces a polite smile..."I don't... suppose I could impose upon you to reign in your ability just a bit so I do not shut down completely?"

Gauntlet has moved several feet away from the bar. He manages to raise one metal hand in greeting to Ron, but it sparks and twitches slightly as he puts it back down. He has an agitated, strained expression on his face, but is forcing himself to look as collected as possible as he can under the weight of Quasar's power.

Quasar squints at Gauntlet for a moment, then her eyes widen. "Oh ****, oh ****, oh ****..." The televisions, video game systems, and her laptop all blink off and power down. "Sorry. ****, speak up sooner! I could've killed you!"

Suddently the television started showing the news where a reporter is standing outside the school where group of people making demonstration. The reporter on the tv started to speak. "Welcome to Super News, I'm Nelson McCanner. Today a group of people from FFM organization are making demonstration against the school who are teaching people with superpowers. I'm gonna interview the leader of the group..."
The reporter on the tv moved to a middle aged man with dark brown hair that is holding a sign that read "Go and Die Superbeing!" The reporter pointing with his mic to that man and started to ask him, "Why are you making demonstration against this school for?"
"The reason we are making demonstration against is because they learned those superbeing how to control their powers, that is why! We Free From Metahumans or FFM for short don't want superbeing getting stronger so that why we must prevent it or else one day they will taking over the Earth!" The man said while he is completly fired.
"But we have Task Force who could handle against other superbeing who caused problems to our world..." The reporter said until he was interupted by the man.
"Task Force?! They are also bunch of superbeing! We can't trust them at all! The Task Force is just tried to look good but it is just a freaking act so that they can take over the world!" The FFM man said.

"Wow, that makes sense - 'We don't want supers to learn how to control their powers.' So they'd rather have some kid randomly hurling fireballs in every direction because if he learns how to stop, he might take over the world someday? Brilliant. You *******s really thought this one through."

Quasar turns from the TV back to Guantlet. "****ing ****, your implants have no magnetic shielding whatsoever?! What third-rate hack did you get to install these? Did they come out of a cereal box?! This is not the sort of thing to cut corners on - it's not like forgoing a nice paint job to trim a few hundred dollars off the price of a car. It's more like saving money by not bothering with rubber tires and just driving on the rims..."

The big Russian narrows his eyes at the screen. He is clearly agitated by the protesters.

"Feh. Does that fool not realize that most did not ask to be as we are? I certainly would have preferred to keep my body as it was..."

Quasar stops mid-rant, her mouth hanging open for a couple seconds before she slaps her forehead. "**** me. I'm sorry. It didn't occur to me...****ing ****, that's horrific...that's invasive...that's cruel...I am so sorry...here, open up an access panel and I'll see if I can at least undo some of the damage I just did..."

*60 seconds pass*

Suddently on the television, a group of peoples came out from the school so that all FFM members is completly fired up when they seem them.

Suddently the speaker crackles to life as man voice start to speak, "Attention all available Task Force members, please report to Briefing Room C immediately!"

"...and there. All done, good as new. Just in time, too." She slaps Gauntlet on the back twice in rapid succession. "Time to go to work, Big Guy."

"Well, comrades, seems as though we have job to do, da?"

Gauntlet claps his metal hands together, producing a loud >clang<, then looks down at Monkey Wrench.

"Come, little one, you take ride on Alex's shoulder."

He holds one large metal hand out to the tiny primate, a large, friendly smile spread across his face.

"You guys go on ahead. As much fun as this looks like it'll be, they're not done processing my paperwork upstairs - I don't think I'm even covered under your insurance policy yet, and I know I don't have security clearance. Once again, as tempting as that makes it to just say '**** it' and hop along, I'd rather not get fired and sued on my first mission."

 

[modus666]

[[Quasar squints at Gauntlet for a moment, then her eyes widen. "Oh ****, oh ****, oh ****..." The televisions, video game systems, and her laptop all blink off and power down. "Sorry. ****, speak up sooner! I could've killed you!"]]

Gauntlet breathes an audible sigh of relief as Quasar reigns in her powers.

"Nyet, miss Quasar, my biological parts are not affected, just mechanical ones. Given time I vood polarize and be unable to move. But... I suppose if you put mind to it, yes you could probably kill me."

[[Quasar stops mid-rant, her mouth hanging open for a couple seconds before she slaps her forehead. "**** me. I'm sorry. It didn't occur to me...****ing ****, that's horrific...that's invasive...that's cruel...I am so sorry...here, open up an access panel and I'll see if I can at least undo some of the damage I just did..."]]

Gauntlet waves a hand dismissively at Quasar's concern, "Ne-za-chto, don't mention it. What was done to me hurt, da, but uhh, how-do-you say in english? "Life goes on?"

(((ooc: a quck look inside one of Gauntlet's access ports reveals tiny machines working to repair the damage done by her magnetic powers, albeit very slowly. presuming she knows how to fix a backhoe she would be able to work on Gauntlet pretty easily actually.)))

Gauntlet does not protest as Quasar fiddles with some of his magnetized chains and hydraulics. "Spa`sibo, thank you. It would repair self eventually... but is good to know someone here can do repair."

[["...and there. All done, good as new. Just in time, too." She slaps Gauntlet on the back twice in rapid succession. "Time to go to work, Big Guy."]]

"Yes appears so..."

[["You guys go on ahead. As much fun as this looks like it'll be, they're not done processing my paperwork upstairs - I don't think I'm even covered under your insurance policy yet, and I know I don't have security clearance. Once again, as tempting as that makes it to just say '**** it' and hop along, I'd rather not get fired and sued on my first mission."]]

"You sure? With metal everywhere like cars you could be of big help. I am strong but... I do not think breaking faces is best course of action, da?"

He glances back over at Juggler, "Come on then. Let us earn that parole you got there, eh?"

 

[Rhialto]

Simon sighs. "Same boat at the moment, my cossack companion. You wouldn't believe the paperwork that a man such as myself has to wade through. It's maddening..."

 

[modus666]

Gauntlet scratches his head...

"You telling me that it is going to be just me, Ron here (gestures at the young man) and the monkey (points)...?"

He glances down at his tiny companion.

"No offense..."

 

[Raylis]

Ron pauses at the doorway after the announcment blares over the intercom, "We might just be enough, mon...for whateva they're going have us do." he quickly goes through the doors.

 

[modus666]

Gauntlet shrugs and heads for the door (with or without primate in tow). He tosses a wry smile back towards Quasar and Juggler.

"You play nice while we are gone."

He adds a wink in Quasar's direction.

"See you soon."

With that he eases himself out through the automatic door.