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Post by dakota on May 11, 2010 6:29:26 GMT -5
It was early. Too early. The streets had yet to start to come alive as Peter made his first swing through the city. For the third night in a row, he couldn't sleep, and a swing seemed to help clear his mind.
Except for the tingling sensation that struck him as he spotted someone on the roof of one of the tv stations, amongst the communication dishes.
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Post by HSummers on May 11, 2010 18:30:50 GMT -5
Peter thinks to himself as he's swinging around the city, "I really have to get another job. I mean, most people are dead asleep in their beds at this hour, but I have to be out here stopping people from...doing whatever it is they do."
The familiar tingle brings the person on the TV station roof to his attention. "Case in point." he says out loud, to no one in particular. Swinging around to the station, he does a back flip and lands on a satellite dish close enough to the person to be able to discern details, but far enough to not get struck immediately if it were another one of his baddies. "Hey. You know, they don't actually sell TVs at the TV station. I think you might want the TV store down the street. Or better yet, maybe you'd like a free trip to the police station. They don't actually sell police there either...well...not unless you're Hammerhead or Osborn. Anyways! Let's take a trip, buddy!" Spider-Man waits to see WHO he's dealing with before taking any action.
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Post by dakota on May 11, 2010 23:57:16 GMT -5
" Buzz off, pest. I'm busy." Replied the stark white figure attaching something to the base of one of the transmitters. He spoke with a heavy Russian accent. " This does not concern you."
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Post by HSummers on May 12, 2010 1:30:24 GMT -5
"I'll be the judge of that!" Spider-Man fires a thin line of webbing at the item that the man is attaching to the base of the transmitter. [dice=20+12] Then he pulls it back to himself. Spider-Man examines the item quickly (Mechanical Engineer= [dice=100] out of 57% and Basic Electronics= [dice=100] out of 62%) while mumbling "Buzz off? No one talks to Spider-Man that way! Well, I guess that's actually not true, but you're just some guy. Where do you get off?"[rand=7425379116636902058576678445538664264514510783459850907761920598]
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Post by dakota on May 12, 2010 9:09:26 GMT -5
" Spider Man?" The other man says, rising to his full height, a sadistic grin forming on his face. " I have heard this name. Allow me to introduce myself. I am Omega Red, Horseman of Apocalypse." From his wrists shot out a pair of cable-like tentacles to grab Peter
str [dice=20+7]
"Return Lord Apocalypse's interruptor!"[rand=14805398316201182280597732759878699650937536170082936258326017671]
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Post by HSummers on May 12, 2010 14:32:52 GMT -5
Spider-Man maneuvers around the tentacles (Autododge:[dice=20+16]) and throws a small amount of webbing in Omega Red's face. (Sticky Glob - Aimed/Called Shot to the face: [dice=20+10]) "Omega Red? Isn't that the color I chose for my costume? Yeah, I think I told them I wanted Omega Red, Epsilon Blue and Beta Black. They were all out of Gamma Green at the costume store though." Spider-Man doesn't move from his post on the transmitter.[rand=6917690871525580898023765858447834396422109073035932031804031955]
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Post by dakota on May 12, 2010 23:39:23 GMT -5
[dice=20+12]
Omega Red sidestepped Spidey's web shot, his tentacles lashing again towards Parker's head. " You annoy me, pest. Prehaps you need to be squashed like other simple bugs."
str [dice=20+7][rand=80849499200998687051716270569439065373409514356335011965992877836]
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Post by HSummers on May 13, 2010 1:24:01 GMT -5
Spider-Man weaves around the tentacles (Autododge: [dice=20+16]), fires a webline that attaches to a structure next to Omega Red, pulls back and launches himself at Omega Red feet first. (Strike: [dice=20+10]. Damage: [dice=4][dice=4+30]) "Simple? I'll have you know that I have more pro-nouns than your thesaurus, Mister Red. Wait, do you prefer Mister Red or Mister Omega? Or just 'silly albino who's going to get beat by the proportional strength of a spider?'"[rand=8529061204880546306533624942294781992284378551804212485000254418]
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Post by dakota on May 13, 2010 11:18:40 GMT -5
" you talk too much, comrade." Omega replied, letting Spidey come to him. Spider senses went into overdrive at the Horseman made no attempt to block, instead bringing his tentacles in from behind to envelope Peter
simult strike [dice=20+7] to grab. [rand=09934348976894780015576252445062445283887102489649695757603729923]
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Post by HSummers on May 13, 2010 12:21:02 GMT -5
"Well one of us has to, Comrade. You seem like the silent and tentacley type." Spider-Man kicks off from Omega Red's chest into a backflip([dice=100] out of 98%/Dodge: [dice=20+18]), throwing webbing at Omega Red in an attempt to web one of his tentacles to his chest (Called/Aimed Shot: [dice=20+12]). "Wait a second... You're not some Doc Ock knockoff I should be totally remembering or anything, are you? Heh. Doc. Ock. Knock. Off. I like the sound of that."[rand=7783602336310137561048621641842101121362226233708913101628252817]
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Post by dakota on May 13, 2010 23:37:40 GMT -5
Red bared his fangs even as the webbing struck him in the chest. " And I like the sound of this."
Spidey suddenly knew why his senses were going off as he felt weakened somehow
[dice=6][dice=6] dmg direct to hit points[rand=87734834412018956410095314846461204702381904574071595962768280787]
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Post by HSummers on May 14, 2010 3:24:31 GMT -5
Conditions: HP:17/27.
Spider-Man leaps far backwards and gasps, as the air seems to be getting harder to draw in. "What the hell was that? If you're trying to ask me on a date, you're going about it the wrong way. I want *cough* roses, and a pony..." Spider-Man throws simultaneous webs from each wrist and tries to catch Omega Red's other arm and then his feet.
(Sticky Globs: Aimed/Called Shot to arm - [dice=20+10] & Sticky Globs: Aimed/Called Shot to left leg - [dice=20+10])[rand=94377704476528591976326352643588412656362184815080143754891802]
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Post by dakota on May 14, 2010 11:09:48 GMT -5
[dice=20+7]
Omega Re laughed even as he deflected away one of Spiderman's globs, the other pinning his arm. " It is too bad your brain is not as fast as your mouth, Spiderman." Again, Spidey's warnings went off as he felt the life leeching out of him.
[dice=6][dice=6] to HP
" Now you understand why Omega Red is Lord Apocalypse's Horseman Famine." Omega gloated. " I may be trapped, but you will be dead."[rand=92953845477364761830496354218256205619756417863125439208079186541333]
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Post by HSummers on May 14, 2010 11:26:45 GMT -5
Spider-Man, who was waiting for the villain's big reveal, leaps off of the side of the building, throws a webline and swings LOW into the side of the building, attaching himself to it. "OK, I think I'm far away enough from that creep to try to figure out, what the hell just *cough* happened?! It felt like my soul was being sucked *cough* out of my nose..." Spider-Man tries to figure out off the top of his educated head, what could have possibly caused that effect, and what he can do to stop it. (Chemistry – [dice=100] out of 62%, Chemistry: Analytical– [dice=100] out of 57% and Biology – [dice=100] out of 62%)[rand=6359826407561117630163939627521610307601530525999599250550977887]
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Post by doc on May 14, 2010 23:16:18 GMT -5
Spider-man, you're not certain, but you think he might be emitting some kind of chemical marker that triggers cell death when it comes into contact with living tissue.
From your vantage point on the building, you hear a lot of cursing in russian, and the crumbling of bricks.
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