Disney Heroes [IC]

[JadeKnight]

Character Name:Fa Mulan
Hero Name: Red Dragon
Date/Time:Evening, March 18, 2016, 9:33 PM
Location: Parking Garage next to the Powerline concert, Stadium
Tagging: None

Mulan watched the stars dance in the sky as she listened to the music coming from the concert. Since she really couldn't see the stage, she felt it was better to use her imagination. That was until the music stopped. She sat up as she could just barely make out over the loudspeakers what was going on. It sounded like some sort of argument, and there was some strange-looking black cat on the screen.

It wasn't till someone in what appeared to be silver armour when flying into the air that Mulan decided to acted. Well, partly. Judging from the commotion, security and police were probably crawling all over the place, so she didn't want to risk arrest.

"Mushu, go and see what's going on. It's probably already being handled, so just watch, unless you see some way to help."

Mushu snorted for a moment before leaping into the air, flying towards the stadium. He didn't bother turning invisible. He landed on the left corner of the jumbo screen, peering down as he watched the commotion for a few moments.

"Very interesting."

 

[HotCider]

GM​

Powerline Concert
Time/Date: Evening, March 18, 2016, 9:30 PM
Weather: Clear, starry sky and warm
Prominent Characters Mentioned: Pete, Powerline, and Mobile Golem.
Player Characters Mentioned: Raven


The fact that a laser had nearly taken his leg off didn’t stop the singer from performing. He was determined to continue defying the villain until a young woman sprang onto the stage wielding a strange sword. Powerline stopped singing to stare at her skeptically until the entire stage was powered down by her stunt. The loud whirrs decreasing in volume were heard throughout the concert as the power was sucked away. Amidst the silence and confusion, Pete’s shouts could be heard.

“YOU PIECE OF JUNK! WHY AREN’T YOU WORKING?” he whined.

He then immediately shut his mouth, a hand clapping over his muzzle. The fat cat walked out from behind the jumbotron, peeking around it at Powerline who was giving him a blank stare and the kneeling heroine who had been responsible for the power fail. Shit; his plans had been ruined…or had they? Pete walked out onto the stage, large hands balling into massive fists. He grinned snidely.

“Well, well, shows over Powerline. Looks like I win in the end,” said Pete.

Powerline growled. He didn’t want to confess that Pete was right. The concert had been ruined, and it was supposed to have been the greatest concert of the year. With Pete having appeared, his fans might not ever return to his concerts for fear of being attacked. The singer bowed his head as the villain continued to taunt:

“Your career is over! Look at them. They’re afraid.”

Pete chuckled and raised his hand toward the crowd and their cellphones flew from their hands and pockets, crashing together to form into a mighty twelve-foot golem. The screens of the phones combined in the center to form the golem’s face, and a digital depiction of a blue skull appeared, gazing upon the two heroes on stage. Swinging its massive arms, it trudged toward Powerline and the hero currently on stage, as ropes of electromagnetic energy danced across its robotic carapace.

Techno Lord felt that he had overstayed his welcome now that his hidden position had been compromised.

“I will leave this to you, my…” he quickly came up with a villainous name for his creation, “MOBILE GOLEM!” (dun, dun, DUN!)

The fat cat jumped off the stage and broke into a run, escaping was what he did best after all.

 

[TertiusHuman]

A faint sound made Donovan look up at the darkest of corners, as his gaze settled on it, a creature comes slinking out of the shadows.

"Massssterrrrr."

Donovan nodded, "Speak."

"We have found the crrrrrreaaturrrrrrre you wanted massssterrrr."

Donovan actually gave a slight smile at this news, "But?"

The creature shifted uncertainly, almost afraid to continue

Donovan waved with his right hand, "You won't use a teleport spell to just tell me that you have found it. Speak."

"Massssterrrr...we can not get it to worrrrrrrk..."

Donovan frowned slightly, "It? You are referring to just one?"

The creature nodded quickly, "Yesssss masssterrrrr, only one. The otherrrr wassss brrrrrroken beyond rrrrrepairrrr."

"Hmm, that does alter the plans slightly...nevermind one should suffice. You may go now."

The creature nodded it's head, "Yessss masssterrrr."

Donovan looked back at the papers as the creature scurried back to the darkness awaiting it.

 

[kizkiz]

And so, we must bid you adieu

Powerline Concert
Time/Date: Evening, March 18, 2016, 9:30 PM
Characters: Pete, Powerline, and Mobile Golem.

Raven frowned as the nearby electronics died a quiet death. The light was still present, which surprised her. It was further proof that her magical powers had a mind of their own. Powerline's depression and Pete's anger didn't register with Raven. She watched the cellphones leap and morph into a technological golem.

Raven turned her head to watch Pete leave. Her eyes narrowed. Hundreds of ravens clung to the rafters and scaffolding above. They cawwed and shuffled about. They were hungry for flesh. Raven flicked a few of her fingers after Pete. Several ravens leapt down, circling around his fleeing body. With the power out and the cellphones tied up, Pete didn't have a great deal of technology to draw from. It would be a great time to kill him, but Raven didn't feel like it. She was happy allowing bits and pieces of herself harry him.

"There's no reason to linger," she said to Powerline, eyeing the monstrosity lumbering towards them.

"But...but." He crumbled into a heap. His head sunk into his hands. "I'm ruined!"

Raven shrugged leaping to the side as the golem's arm arced lightning in advance of its swing. Her fingers flickered, hurling two shuriken towards the golem. Several cellphones exploded with the impact. The golem swung more of its body towards her. Raven back peddled a few more steps.

"Well, you still got our benefit concert."

Powerline wasn't looking at Raven or the golem. He moaned low; his shoulders heaved. "What?"

"Yeah," Raven said, cartwheeling and flicking a few more shuriken the golem's way. "Bird Friends Forever..." Raven paused mid flip, balancing her body on one hand. "Yeppa said we had you booked."

Powerline shuddered, running his hands through his hair. "I'm tainted. Ruined. I'm done."
"Hmm," Raven said, tossing a few more shuriken at the golem. She was wearing it down, sure. Maybe another ten minutes of kiting it around the stadium would be enough. Composite beings required patience, she knew that. She didn't have much, in fact she was getting a little bored if she was being honest with herself.

"So, Powerline is finished?" She'd seen many melodramatic, spur of the moment decisions in her life. She'd worked for enough powerful people to know they were usually fragile on the inside. They always had a weakness. If you found it and pushed hard enough, they broke just like any other animal. Perhaps ruining this concert was Powerline's weakness.

Raven came to a stop on the edge of the stage across from Powerline. The golem was taking slow, measured steps towards Raven. Raven watched Powerline heave another sigh and mope about. She hurled another round of five-sided, raven shaped shuriken. More cellphones exploded within the golem's body.

"Goodbye." Raven said. She could have monologued, but that wasn't her style. No point in pointing out her only reason for intervening was because it was in the best interests of BFF. Powerline wasn't useful to her cause anymore. BFF didn't need a broken man intent on making himself a washed up has-been.

Raven's body exploded into 500 ravens. They were large, ink black, and vicious looking. Thanks to BFF's lobbying, Corvus diabolus -- this species of raven -- had been added to the EPA's endangered species list. Corvus diabolus enjoyed considerable federal protections as a result. The ravens split apart, flying around the golem as arcs of lightning chased them. A few of the ravens weren't fast enough and burst into a shower of burnt feathers and charred meat. Most of them went their own separate ways, gliding through the open spaces above the stage. They caught updrafts, flapping and dodging through the overhead scaffolding. A few minutes later most of the birds had departed into the night sky.

Below, the sleek crotch rocket, no longer needed, burst into an even larger mass of birds. These joined their kin in the night sky above.

 

[TertiusHuman]

Narator

Powerline Concert
Time/Date: Evening, March 18, 2016, 9:35 PM
Characters: Powerline, and Mobile Golem.

The golem took Raven's leap to wing in it's stride.

It turned back towards Powerline, who was still sitting on the ground, moaning about him being done, wiped out a failure. It was actually curious if you stop to think about it. Powerline did what most stars would not have done, he offered up his life to save his fans.

In fact he was not done, he was a much bigger hero now, superstar who will offer up his life for his fans. None of the others could ever have said that, much less proved it. But at that moment Powerline only focused on the ruined concert...

And as the golem hand descended down on him, he didn't focus on anything else ever again.

And so the first responders found Powerline, crushed to death with a field of cellphones scattered all around him.

 

[TertiusHuman]

Scene Two

The jingling of the bell at the front door made John put down the little drummer wind-up doll and turn his attention to the door. Which stood closed.

"John Murdock."

The even voice came from the cash register, John turned to find a tall man standing at the glass counter. In front of him lay money bills and on top of it lay a cane. It had a dragon's head and the black wood shined with lacquer.

It was one of his better merchandise and it usually lay in a display case. A quick check made the fact clear that it was the same cane. He came forward with an easy gait and gave a grin.

"Maleficent. How nice of you to drop by."

Maleficent inclined his head.

"More business than pleasure."

Maleficent held no contempt nor sway over John as John was something of an enigma. Immune to all magic and deadly with that blade he kept so carefully hidden. Maleficent knew when he had no need to bend or break rules and rather keep to them.

John's hands trembled slightly as he rang up the purchase and placed the cash into the register. He cleared his throat, "So how can I help?"

"I have recently come to possess a mechanical bull, made by a god. I need a way to activate it."

John blinked, "One? Not two?"

"The other one is broken beyond repair."

John chuckled, "They are magic, if you offer them blood tinged with magic they shall repair. Fire from the Earth will rekindle their hearts and make them do your bidding."

"Fire from the Earth? Lava?"

John grinned once more, "Magma."

Maleficent picked up the cane, "Thank you."

And just like that he seemed to vanish.