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    Catwoman sat there while Harley got her panties in a bind. Taking every verbal abuse Harley had in her. Her acrobatic act on the table wasn't impressing and seeing her almost lose her balance here and there was all that was keeping Selina's attention. Then the comment came about her bosom and with fire in her heart and she was ready to tear this girl apart bell by bell. "Excuse me?" Selina began but was interrupted by the light of Isis came into the room.

    Once the excitement of that was over and Harley's annoying little voice came back Catwoman shot daggers with her eyes. "Now Harley, I know you are jealous of my beautiful bosom, I mean who wouldn't be? But just because you are only working with an A cup, that is not my fault. I feel like that has to go to the genetics. I am all natural and if you don't believe me ask puddin' over there. He should be more than happy inform you of all the fun I can bring forth, using more than a little acrobatics."

    Catwoman paused to let that sink in then continued. "I have also be blessed with a costume that not only compliments my body, but makes it more noticeable to the eye. Honey, I made this in the dark and it came out a hell of a lot better than yours. It doesn't make my thighs look massive, nor does it make my head look like an over blown balloon. Though maybe that's not the outfits fault, maybe this is also a blame that should go to the genetics. You're head might even be too full of hot air for you to come up with a decent come back."

    Catwoman rose and walked across the table with joy, "I may be flirty sweetheart but it's better than being the class clown. It's better than going after a man who doesn't even know I'm there. Trust me, Harley, if you were to disappear, Joker here would have a new Harley, or Haley, or Hannah, before you had the chance to say goodbye." With that Catwoman clawed at her head and allowed a bell to fall from her joker attire and fall to the ground.

    "Lastly, dear, I belong here even more than you do. You don't even belong here. What is so super about you? You are a clown with no smarts, nor talents. Big Head over there has more to bring to the table than you, and he has a time limit of power." Catwoman said, her words like poison hoping that she would take in ever ounce of what she was saying. She drew her claws and prepared for a battle. One hand hovering over her whip. Bring it on, Harley. She thought with a small smile inching across her lips.


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    Joker watched the goings on in the room over the past several minutes with mild disinterest. His frown grew ever more pronounced as the table dragged itself away from the business at hand and into chaos. Void killed some poor kid after seeming irritated over Big Head, and my very own, display of theatrics. Hypocritical to say the least, but that doesn't matter. Void had a point to make and he made it. He'd at least shut up now. Then Selena and his dear old Harley started up with the torrential abuse at each other. Jokers eye twitched and a blood vien pulsed on his head. He was contemplating saying something when Isis joined the room and took her seat at the table. She had a very flashy entrance which joker approved of somewhere in the back of his mind, but it still irritated him that the meeting was being further disrupted. Then Harley started up yet again with more abuse for Selena. More of a bother. These two idiots were keeping the best clown IN THE WORLD from his important business with such petty things as looks.

    How dare they, two women of a lesser intellect than most people in the room, interrupt when they were in the middle of a war. It was one thing to make a flashy entrance and crack a wise joke or two. But to carry on viciously ruining the semblance of teamwork needed to beat the Shield and accomplish their goals? If these two couldn't get along then Joker would dismiss them both...

    Violently

    "Harley," said Joker with a frown plastered on his face. It was usually reserved for Batman and people who seriously vexed him. He had almost never used it on his lovely Harlequin. "Sit down, and shut up. Selena. Just shut up." To accentuate his point he pulled a dagger out of somewhere in his sleeves. It was longer than his fore-arm and had a wicked serrated edge on one side and a cruelly sharp edge on the other. A green J was carved into the steel handle. "You're disrupting what I consider serious business. To continue to do so would evoke my ire and let me tell you a secret," Joker's frown turned into a silent snarl. It whispered through the room and seemed to make the temperature drop a few degrees, "My anger is nothing to take lightly."

    "I love a good fight between you two. It really does warm my heart to see Harley go at it and show some liveliness. But now. Is not. The time. You're on a team full of people who are patiently waiting for Mr. Veidt to explain a few things and get down to the master plan. I am eager to begin," Joker slid his eyes from Harley to Selena. "Now, to put this little matter to rest, for now, let me explain a few things about you two.

    One, Selena's breasts aren't fake. I've spent enough time staring at them to ascertain this with precise clarity.
    Two, Selena's outfit is as she says it is. It fits her body curve to curve and throws off any Wiley criminals or policemen who might be after, excluding of course, the Batman.
    Three, Selena isn't worth your time at the moment Harley. We have more important things to do than to sit around and bicker.
    Four, Harley isn't worth your time at the moment Selena. You have more important things to do than to sit around and bicker.
    Five, Harley is irreplaceable. I don't simply allow any beautiful woman at my side. She has a beautiful mind, one I find very rare in people today. If I wanted any old person to be sitting here, it would be you, Selena. Beautiful like Harley, Flexible, a Master Thief. You could be very very useful to a clown such as myself. Except you, well, just don't have that right sort of mind. You don't have what we in the clowning business call, insanity."

    Joker casually looked away and flicked his hand. The knife in it flew at Selena and it seemed like it would hit her. But it missed narrowly and clunked against the wall, clattering to the floor. Joker looked back, but no smile was adorning his maddening gaze. "Are we both clear on whats going on now? You don't have to like it. You don't have to agree with it. You just have to follow orders given and we'll each see our goals and aims accomplished," now Joker wasn't just looking at Harley and Selena. His gaze passed around the table, settling on Void for a moment, then moving on to Isis and then finally Mask. "No more clowning in this room. This is serious. I don't want to lose to those goody two shoes. Teamwork, no matter how disgusting, is required to achieve victory,"

    "And victory now is all that matters."
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    Selina looked at Joker and when she saw his serious face, she did not hastily go back to her chair. But she did walk back across the table and sat down. "I am sorry to interrupt, gentlemen. I shouldn't have let her get to me." Selina become silent after that, not even looking in Harley's direction. She was probably going to put her tail between her legs and whimper for Joker's forgiveness. Selina was a woman who never backs down but Joker was right. This was not the time nor the place. Harley would get what she had coming to her, but right now they were a team. Though Selina hated having Harley on the team, she might be useful in one event or another. Selina picked up her nail file again and turned to face the projector, not looking at anyone else.


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    The abrupt contretemps of the two ladies was quite rude in Veidt's mind. Thanks to them, the unity of the faction seemed slightly broken. If self-control could not be maintained by everyone, then the likelihood of defeating A.D.A. and obtaining the device would become almost nihil. However, Joker's usefulness increased thanks to him attempting to cease the quarrel.

    As Selina went to retrieve her seat at the table, Adrian noticed Harley moving quickly to the idle blade sitting on the floor. The fight wasn't over yet and so Adrian decided to intervene and confront them both of the weakness they displayed. With great finesse, Adrian leaped onto the table, adjusting his landing figure and proceeded to jump into a flip, landing in front of Harley just as she was able to acquire the knife.

    "Manners!" Aggressively, he grabbed Harley's neck, pinning her up against the wall and slamming her hand against it as well to disarmed the gripped weapon. She attempted to struggle but Adrian proved too much from her. "Commit to any act of violence between this faction and I will not hesitate to defenestrate you. This goes for anyone at anytime while we are here or in the H.Y.D.R.A. airship." Veidt released Harley and kept the knife, allowing her to find her place.

    "Now... the Void brings up a rather intriguing bit of information. If everyone is finished, I would like for us to continue on the topic." Veidt went to retrieve the remote and programmed the holographic projection to display the Palace Void spoke of.

    He fully meant what he said and seeing as his group is nothing more than a variety of villains, it would prove only that more satisfying. Then again, Adrian would encourage teamwork heavily as losing some of the members would decrease the chances of success against the A.D.A. in the coming skirmish.
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    Isis examined the group here with eyes full of untamed power. She looked at the feline woman and the clown girl and said " Bickering and fighting shant solve anything. It only makes things worse. And as this is my first time ever picking a side in this thing, i would like it to be atleast semi enjoyable!", she finished with a slight note of malice and anger in her voice. She didnt have to be here. She chose to be to fight for the darkness, but as it seems they are arguing on the inside, maybe it would have been better for her to just go to the force of good and meet up at the S.H.I.E.L.D. HQ's.

    She then focused on growing her plant further, the rose growing abnormally large and nearly towering above the group of people. She was not paying attention and the rose in her palm grew to about the size of Adrian whom was standing on the table at the moment. The thorns were especially large and looked about ready to shoot off the stem at the surrounding members of the group, but they didnt through sheer force of will by Isis.
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    As the two women began throwing trashy insults to and fro, Big-Head's bulged his eyes with delightful approval. This was almost immediately deflated by the person he had least expected to break up such chaotic pleasure. His green face was losing colour, and shadowed with disapproval. Perhaps the Joker only intervened because Harley was involved, but Big-Head cared about no one... Everyone who exists on the planet only existed for once reason according to his logic, and that was to entertain him through any means possible.

    "How very un-funny Sir Joke..." Big-Head spat begrudgingly, now having to sit back and twiddle his thumbs as the pompous Viedt presented his intellect as if it were a swimsuit model waiting for any sort of off-handed compliment.

    He only had eight minutes left in this stupid body, fuck if he was going to spend it in this room filled with damp towels!

    "Attack the Palace first eh boss?" he leaned in closer towards Viedt's hologram, glancing at the external structure. "An' none of y'all want to get wasted doing so, got it... How 'bout this, I steps in the front gate, guns-a-blazin' while those of you with the sneaky touch get whatever shit you want done in some sorta back entrance!"

    Big-Head shot upwards as his chair fell loudly, "And for any concerns of my well being... its not like they can actually 'hurt' me right?" all of his teeth were sparkling with pride. He shook his sleeve to check the time on his watch, "By buckets look at the time! I gotta find someone new and I just know by the looks on your faces that I haven't sold anyone here yet..."

    He readied himself to run, "Well, see you later on tonight... maybe.. pfffaaaa ha ha ha ha!"

    As he laughed, the enormous face of a man dashed towards the large window fixture of Viedt's tower. Smashing through it, his laughter could be heard echoing down many floors till the Mask forcefully popped off, separating itself from the now scared shitless citizen falling to his death.

    The wooden mask veered down the streets with the wind... finding new blood to exploit with a city full of viable contenders...
    It's been awhile.

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    Outside the Veidt Tower a heavily armoured truck pulled into an alleyway within the confines of the Tower. Inside, Magneto, wished not to be seen by the general public, knowing his notoriety can still stir a severe distaste in simple-minded humans. The vehicle rolled past heavily guarded checkpoints, Magneto taking note of how secure Adrian Veidt, known as Ozymandias, was making his facility. Even if Adrian was a human, exceptions of his vast intellect could be easily classified as a mutant trait in Magneto's eyes.

    A few of his loyal guards exited the vehicle first making sure the way was clear. After it was confirmed clear from any spying eyes, Magneto stepped from his armoured transport and began to head inside the building.

    "M-Mr. Magneto!" One guard appeared from the corner, running to catch up with the group.

    Magneto remained silent, but punishment was displayed in verbal assault from the captain of his guard. Wasting time with pawns was not in his agenda...

    It was a total of four; Magneto and three of his guards (including the guard who was late) entered the service elevator to join the rest of the Enlightened Ones. It was only a few moments till they reached the appropriate floor and exited the elevator in view of Adrian's round meeting table. From the looks of the group now assembled, he now understood why Adrian came to him for aid. The Joker, Harley, Catwoman... who knew how useful they would be? The Void offered a balance of seriousness to the table, then there was Ozymandias...

    "Feels there's a draft in here..." he spoke, motioning to the broken window which was recently shattered by Big-Head's extravagant exit. Without so much as flinching, a sheet of metal was torn from a neighbouring building, hovering down to their level. Molding it to the correct measurements of the damaged fixture, the window was now replaced with a weak aluminium shell. It is no permanent fix, but for now it fixes the room's draft problem.
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    Seriously, stop wasting your time!

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    “Weeeell,” Harley drawled, “how Avant-garde.” Big-Head’s clean sweep through the panoramic window of Veidt’s conference room had her forgetting the foibles of the evening in an instant. It was a moment of such ugly beauty -- the sheer pleasure that had visibly pulsed through the villain in the few seconds he FLEW across the room almost as exhausting as it was exhilarating. Intoxicating. “That guy is a blaaast.”

    Overflowing with awe so euphoric that it had no limits, all she could do was leap out of her chair and theatrically tiptoe towards the shattered window. The situation below was a mess of swirling city colours and a cacophony of sirens, passersby creating a suffocating semi-circle around the former host of the Mask (having officially stolen her title as punching bag of the evening), who had met his end, SPLAT! against the sidewalk. “Oh, Puddin’”, she sighed, turning around, her heart making its habitual swell of pride as her eye rested on Mr. J, “we’ve been wasting our time with banal Batman types for waaaay too long.”

    Then, suddenly, with the paragon-perfect timing that had been constant (and coincidental) all evening, a sheet of metal savagely and inexplicably ripped itself apart from a neighbouring building and configured itself to the dimensions of the window frame, becoming one with the room. Swiveling around, Harley’s eyes met with those of the latest newcomer to the group; Magneto -- all muscles and silvery hair… with a tad of ‘tude… and eyes that burned with fierce intelligence.

    “Shaaame,” Harley drawled, “I was digging that light breeze.” Her mouth quivered with a flicker of indignation for the briefest of seconds, vanishing almost as soon as it had appeared. Still riding on the glorious wavelength left from the Mask’s extravagant exit, Harley fell straight into a handstand and tottered closer towards Magneto until her nose was prodding his left boot. Looking upwards, she winked; a genial gesture that seemed somewhat sinister from upside-down. She flip-flopped backwards in crazy cartwheels and fell abruptly with a meek yelp when she ripped a cuff on the luminous rose Isis was growing out of her palm. It rose over the roundtable, flaring with vibrant ire.

    Her act sullied, a sulking Harley took her seat.

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    The holographic image of the Palace that Void spoke of flickered heavily till finally it remained still. "Everyone, we must understand that taking any three of these buildings will result in greater influence for this faction. Why? These fragile appearing trivial locations are landmarks of great importance to the people and government." Adrian paused for a minute to allow the hologram to shift into an image of rioters burning down capital buildings. It shifts from London, Tokyo, Washington D.C., Cairo, and several others. Each with landmarks being severely destroyed by varying means.

    "All across the world, chaos consumes the planet thanks to daunting Darkness that approaches. Allowing London to burn like the others would give us a negative reputation. However, if we attempt to hold onto these, then we show the possibility for hope in order. I know some of you may see things differently, but gaining a positive reputation among the people will guide us closer into obtaining the Device."

    The hologram flickered once more before displaying the three key landmarks of London: Buckingham Palace, Westminster Abby, and Covent Garden.
    "Void suggests the Palace. A good location to start with, yes, but it may be difficult in securing it from the ADA. Reason solely being due to the many rooms it contains. But if we can keep the enemy from getting in, then we should have a better chance. Remember your abilities when it comes to defending these positions. Using thick vines to bar up the windows would do nicely as well as sheets of metal and any other means. This should procure our foothold in the region."

    "The other two locations are more open, allowing for everyone to do as they please. I myself will remain stationed within the Palace to help defend it. I feel our most capable of individuals here are Isis, Magneto, and possibly Big-Head due to all of your powers. I'm sure Big-Head will return to us within the hour. Attacking all three locations at once is idiotic for our numbers will be stretched too thin. So I suggest we split into two teams. One will attack and defend the Palace, sealing it up by any means to keep the enemy out of it. The other team will attack one of the two locations left."

    A map of the three locations was displayed.
    "Now, please note the distance between all of these. As you can obviously see, Palace and Abbey are closest ones while Covent is a good distance away. I suggest keep within a close distance of each other for any need in support. Now, If you could all please, state which team(Palace, Other) you will be part of and why." With that, Adrian finished his briefing and now the time to strike London approached.

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    Isis listened to the man with interest. She saw the image of Buckingham palace and though to herself Might i be permitted to join the palace defenders, i shall set up good defenses for the palace, and then maybe summon a few minor storms or such to throw off those foolish goodie two-shoes.She retracted from her thoughts and spoke aloud now to Adrian " I request that i be first allowed to raise a few storms, and then i shall head help with guarding and defending the palace.I will handle that pesky x man Storm, if she is seen there. She is mine to deal with if she shows up on the battle field at all." Her eyes flashed a dangerous and deadly glint and she finished her sentence smirking slightly.

    She hoped that her opinion hadn't fallen on deaf ears, and that she would be granted the ability to make a few small storms in the city, it would be delightful to have ran and lightning, perhaps even some strong winds to knock down a few buildings. Her heart leaped with joy as she thought of the many ways to cause some minor damage, and even take down that foolish woman storm. Isis would indeed show that x-man what the true power of a goddess is.
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