The Program

John Ryder

John Had Circled around behind Wiccan Just in time to come up Behind Crusher He listined to the big Guy welcome Wiccan. And Than spoke in his Scratchy low deep British tone " Well Big Guy We just want to make sure you succeed And as for me I Need your help to get to my brothers." At that Said just for caution Johns skin turned to admantium. his eyes still a solid crimsom red
" So Can we Work together"
 
Wiccan

Wiccan turned around at the sound of Crusher's voice, her face impassive to his veiled threats. He could try but by the time he had her in a position to do so she would be aging him to a crippled and useless form.

"Hello," She said in a voice dripping with honey,"To put our proposal a little less crudely, my dear Crusher. We wish to help you with your mission to crush people. In fact, we would love to give you a few targets to do that very thing to. These people are just like those goody goodies that put you away and ordered your demise in the first place."

She smiled her most sensual smile at him. "And, if the prospect of killing these people is not enough for you, I am in the position to offer you whatever you want. Name it, my huge friend, and I will make your dreams come true."
 
The Crusher - Is the Price Right?

He reached behind himself with his upper right arm, and lifted the man up off the ground, pulling him around and setting him down in his eyesight. His eyes gave a casual glance at the man's metal skin, but it didn't bother him. After all, if he couldn't crush the man, he could drown the little s.o.b.

"Goody-goodies? Lady, I don't know if it's the fact that i'm an eight-foot-tall muscle bound freak of a mutant, but I don't go for language like 'goody-goodies'. Or for people I just met calling themselves my 'friends'. Or for said people to just walk right the fuck in. And my mission is not 'to crush people'."

He watched the two of them as he walked in a circle around them. "Whatever I want, eh? Well, as much as having you slut yourself out to me sounds grand, I'm afraid that my dreams would probably put a dent in yours."

He stopped, now closer to the woman, but staying several feet away from both of them. "Because, you see, my dreams involve undoing what was done to me, where you want to use what was done to me for your advantage. And while the thought of you slutting yourself out to me does sound very appealing, I don't know where you've been."

He walked around her and back to the man with metal skin, watching the both of them. "So, unless you want me to beat you to death with your friend here, or you know some way of undoing the years of manipulation used to turn me into a giant muscle-bound freak, I'm afraid you'll have to get the fuck out now. G'bye."
 
Wiccan

Wiccan's face remained impassive. When the monster of a man was finished, she shrugged,"Of course it is possible if you have money and connections...and I have plenty of both. It would be a simple matter to purchase a laboratory structured after this one and hire some scientists who were tops in their fields, do some research to determine exactly how the mutation was done and undo it. Not to mention the possiblity of giving you powers you would actually want afterwards."

Giving Crusher a smile that looked like it belonged on a baraccuda, she added,"Of course, the research would take time and in that time you could aide us in what we desire. It would be benificial to all concerned. We would all get what we wanted."

"Orrrr," she drawled out letting the dark aura dance around one hand as she held it out,"We could take the quick way and I can attempt to use my own powers to rearrange your molecules so that you keep your strength and size and simply lose a couple of arms making you look a bit more....normal." She shrugged and let the aura die down. "Depends on if you trust me to go that far or not."
 
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The Crusher - Let's Make a Deal.

He grunted. "Most of what was done to me, woman, was done after I was abducted. They took me young, so that they could change me as I grew, as my body was still in development, because even they couldn't just change me right out for what they wanted. As to powers, I have no need for powers or whatever other crap you have to offer."

He glanced at the both of them, seeing neither was going to leave. He sighed, and turned back to the door he had come through, opening it. "Alright, fine, come on lady, we'll talk. You'll tell me why you'd do that for me to kill a few people, and how you plan on stopping me from killing you in the meantime."

He pointed at the man. "And you, stay where I can fuckin' see you. Now! Chop, chop! Second door on your left, and don't sit in my chair. You'll know it because it's the biggest one there. I hate you both already."
 
Wiccan gave a short shrug. "My policy is that not liking people is a pretty good idea. You let anyone get close and they can ruin you."

Walking into the room, Wiccan looked around and rolled her eyes. The dust and debris in the room would have daunted the most industrious of housekeepers. Brushing off a chair, sat down on it and crossed her arms, looking at the behemouth.

"Let's get down to business then," She said,"The people we want killed are family members. I can't speak for the gentleman but I want to see my sister eradicated from this plane of existance. She is a thorn in my side. Every time I turn around she is stopping me from my goals and preaching that nauseating 'not nice' policy of hers." Wiccan made a face of disgust. "My God! The girl can go on for hours without shutting up. Many of my more...lucrative...ventures has been destroyed due to her and I want to put a stop to it. Adding to my frustration is the fact that she is a total air head. My fault on that one. Some time ago I tried to reduce her mental state to something that could be controled. She would have been an asset if that had happened. Before I could get her past the ditzy stage I was attacked by a whole damn pack of wolves and she escaped with enough memories to be a personal plague to me. Now I simply want her out of the way."

"To reach this goal I am willing to go to any lengths and do whatever I have to to see her dead or dying at my feet. In exhange I can either put my proposed plan into action or offer my resources for you to find the people you wish revenge on. Either is acceptable as long as Druidess is disposed of."
 
John Ryder

John Looked at the man listeined as the two spoke . Thanking And as the man turnd to the door He Changed his skin Back to normal' He CHose his words Carefully To Make it So The Big Guy Under stood him And his motives.

"Crusher My Names Experiment 13 Im Wors Of Than You you were Born Than manipulated Is Was never Born These Scars were designed into me I Have to Ihad More But when i Kill My Brothers They heal I two left . Than I Get to look Normal, But thats besides the point The Two Who Made Me Can Help you. Just Answer me Dose any Of this stuf still Work?"

I Stade wher the big guy could See me My cold Scared Face never changeing
 
LeBeau

Lebeau Cought the entrance of the new girl He liekd the nievity of dridess But he s Ready To Go to the House

" Okay Ido get to move My Stuff in Right ANd I dont mea that Stuf from the Apartmen I Mean The stuff from May Mansion My Bikes My Guitars My Swords Axes Cloths STuff Like that Oh Yea And My Docter"
Than Smiling AT Both Females in the room In His Charming Shouther cajan Draw " Would Both You peties Carr For Some Dinner And drinks?"
 
Thunderclap

With a last, lingering look at the superheroine in white, Thunderclap left the green room intending to gather up Druidess and go see if the Squirrel or anyone else responding to the breakout and escape had turned up anything yet. Only one problem with that plan. No Druidess.

He figured he must have been gone longer than he thought. Listening, he heard her voice and followed it to Fate's office. Michael and Amanda were both there as was a vaguely familiar man. Thunderclap looked Wildcard over, but couldn't place him.

{Proabably saw in on Herotime or something} he thought. Fate was speaking to the man, as well as interjecting comments to the women and berating Michael. Thunderclap shook his head. He hoped he never needed a job as badly as Monkeyhimper seemed to...or was there something else between him and Fate? Thunderclap shook his head again, softly this time and chuckling to himself, at which point Cameron turned to him.

"By the way Thunderclap, your lawyers is on line one and the contract is ready once he gives you the word."

"Thanks" Thunderclap took the phone and exchanged a few words with Sid, his lawyer. "Gotcha. Mr Fate, Sid tells me things are in order, so let's sign some papers. We have an escaped supervillain to chase down. Time to get with the Program."
 
Druidess

Druidess nodded at the offer of dinner. "Yes, Mr Thuderclap was saying that he wanted something to eat too so we can all go together." Her eyes sparkled,"I love a party! And a good fruit drink does sound very nice." She bounced up and down in her excitement, everything bouncing along with her though she seemed not to notice.

She stopped her bouncing when Thunderclap announced the turning up of a supervillan.

"Ohhh we get to go and chase a bad guy!" She said the excitement and bouncing returning,"Let's go! The sooner we catch him the sooner he can start becoming a nice guy again!"
 
The Crusher - You Want the Two-Dollar Tour, or Just the Tourist Traps?

He waved a hand around the room. Although dust had settled throughout it, it seemed no worse for wear. "All this crap? Yeah. Just needs a good cleanin'. Ain't nobody been here since the good doctor died. But a little routine maintenence should have it up. Not that it'll help ya. It's all custom made by the doc's team, I doubt if anyone but them would know how to operate it."

He yawned, and sat down hard in the big chair, his lower arms resting on the armrests as his upper arms dangled over the sides. He looked at the woman, and yawned. "Revenge? It's never been about revenge, bitch. The only people I've wanted revenge on are all dead now, but I couldn't kill them when I wanted to. No, it was just me letting off steam while the doc showed off his 'weapon'."

He glanced between the two of them. "Family matters, eh? Alright. But if she's as vapid and vociferous as you say, I might just take you up on you offer of companionship. Because I don't like dealing with talkative people. It annoys me."

He glanced at the man. "Oh no, scars!" He rolled his eyes, looking at the woman. "So, is that what you do? Make people stupid? Use it on your friend here?" He laughed, before looking over at the man.

"So, 13, ya need ta kill the bastard yourself? Do I need to hold 'im down for ya? Or does it matter if I snap his neck or not? And you, what's your name, woman? Or should I keep callin' ya bitch?"
 
John Ryder

"No I Need you to distract them The Are Powerful And Verey Smart. "
He Than Snaped His Fingers And ther was aflash All off asudden The Dark Beast , Mr.Sinester , And Frizroy HE looked at Crusher

" They'll get started On Yoru Condision ." He than turned back to The Scincetist

" yall better get to work be for I kill Yall And take your powers For the fun of it."
He cracked A Smile at the thought He than Finally Looked around He liked the place Than he finly saw her she was quit Fetching He sliped an improper thought in to wiccan's head of him and her but didnt leav atrace of where it came from.
Every thing he did was Calculated He pland every thing.
 
Wiccan

Wiccan raised an eyebrow at the large man's comment. Well, she didn't have to like him. Hell, she pretty much didn't like anyone. But, as long as he was willing to do the job.

"My name," She said,"Is Wiccan and my power," She picked up a stray piece of wood and the aura around her hand glowed as the wood began to rot and decay,"Is the ability to rearrange molecules as I wish. To decay or regress age in anything and to mutate cells as well." She gave a tight smile. "If my plan had worked on my sister I would have had a formible army at my command. She has the ability to communicate with and control both plant and animal life. Can you imagine if all of the plants and animals in the world were at my beck and call? I would be able to invade any city and control by force any place I wished." She shrugged. "The bitch was lucky. A few more seconds and I would have regressed her brain cells to the point where she would have asked no questions of anything I told her to do. As it is thats all she does...questions, questions, questions!"

Wiccan pressed her fingers to her forehead. "Every time we battle there are endless questions until I only want her death. But those damn animals she controls! They wont let anyone near her!" Wiccan calmed again and flashed Crusher a smile.

"Now, that that deal is struck what do you say to a place a bit more comfortable than this? I own a home a few miles from town. Its large with no neighbors and is always kept well stocked in case I visit."

As Ryder made his team appear, she nodded,"Them too. Tell them to get what they want and they can work at the house."

At the thought of Ryder and herself came into her mind, she looked startled and then angry. That certaintly wasn't like her. She glared at Ryder. She couldn't say for sure but she was thinking he had something to do with it.
 
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The Crusher - Look at all the Assholes!

He glanced at the others that had appeared and at the Wiccan. He stood up, and motioned around. "Do you have any idea how much there is here. Leave them here, that way I don't have to deal with them. You say you can mutate cells, huh? Manipulate things? Then why not just change me how I want? Save a lot of trouble."

He stretched, and gave a yawn. "Well, I guess we should go. You can give me the particulars of who and where you want me to kill. Of course, you know what I want. I want what that bastard doctor did to me reversed. And I could probably go with a few hundred thousand dollars and a little sex. Depends on how difficult it is. But, more importantly: I'm not spending another night in jail. I hope you know that. And they'll be watching me after my little rampage, so I'll need a little help."

He motioned to the Wiccan to lead the way, gave a glance at the man, and chuckled as he stretched and prepared to follow her. "This could be fun. Kill a chattybitch and distract some bastard. Why not. See if I can cause some carnage in the meantime. This house of yours got food? Destruction and causing terror gets me an appetite like somethin' fierce. And I eat a lot."
 
John Ryder

He looked at Crusher "Hold Up Your ganna Pull a lot of attintion We dont need that Right now"he turned to Frizroy Who handed him something Her Put this Watch on It it will make you appere Normal witch isa grand feet . Saffter yoou put it on Dont Be Woirred if peopel look At Your Crotch They'll think their talking to your face. Oky Big Guy"

He was Charming but all way quick to the point his charm was in his voice And hi Body language. He thanlooked at the Lady who seemed to be ignoring him His thoughts enterupted when he sudely spoke in a difrent voice the new voice A Cajan Southern Draw and dialect.

" Okay Ido get to move My Stuff in Right ANd I dont mea that Stuf from the Apartmen I Mean The stuff from May Mansion My Bikes My Guitars My Swords Axes Cloths STuff Like that Oh Yea And My Docter"
Mimicing His Brother who Smiling AT two Females in the room In His Charming Southern cajan Draw " Would Both You peties Care For Some Dinner And drinks?"
And He continued " Well Druidess we should just setle in at the House And Eat dinner and than Surch For the Bhohemeth He Cant get Far he probily All Muscul No Brains Cherr'."

John SHook his head And Back in his British Tone " I Hate it when that Happens" He Than Looked AT Wiccan And Flashed A Thought in to Her head of his atractio to her and acoplment about hw annioyd his brother is with her sisster.
 
LeBeau

" Well Druidess we should just setle in at the House And Eat dinner and than Surch For the Bhohemeth tomarow He Cant get Far he probily All Muscul No Brains Cherr'."He than looked at the other verey atractive Woman inthe room
Besides I'd Like To Get to know the other members of this Group Be for I Go looking for A Fight" He than Smiled At Ice Lebeau Was A Very Charming Rouge king of A Guy. He Sertanly lived up to his Name but was Quit an acoplishd Hero Among other things.
 
Wiccan

Wiccan sighed and rolled her eyes. "I suggested that, you big oaf," She said throwing up her hands. "Leave them here," She added to Ryder,"And let them work. We will see what we can do for the big guy."

Flipping open her cell phone she hit speed dial and was soon talking to Thomas.

"I'm going to the Vaction Home," she said in clipped tones,"You have exactly one hour to gather as much petty cash as you can, some pretty girls, no whores but make sure their willing to entertain a man, and load up the pantry with as much food as you can. Until I say further you will have a truck deliver fresh groceries every day. Oh, and make sure we have a huge bed in the biggest room. One that can stand alot of weight on it."

Flicking her phone closed, she shrugged,"As simple as that. When you have power, use it."

She looked over, startled as Ryder spouted off gibberish her face becoming angry at the mention of her sister.

"Listen, if you are trying to make me mad, you are doing a good job," She snapped thinking he was putting on a show to irritate her. Then his mental pictures came and she laughed. "Yeah, she can irritate a rock!" She said,"Maybe, instead of killing her I will have the big guy hold her and regress her mind a little more to where she cant think for herself much less ask questions and tell her she is Crusher's bitch. Kind of an extra bonus if you will."
 
Druidess

Druidess' face fell and she stopped her bouncing. With a sigh, she said,"Okay, but I do not know if I will like being in a house. I live outdoors with my friends. It is lovely at night. A house will not let you see the stars."
 
Cameron Fate in the latest episode of Cribs

Immediately when she walked in the room, I had a hard time taking my eyes off of her. Oh yeah Monkeyhimper was definately going to get a raise. Waitaminute I am a man worth billions, I built my fortune from the ground up. I have had sex with dozens of models and women considered to be the creme of the crop but I was actually struck by this woman, Ice. Getting back my bearings, I said "Yes welcome to the Program."

Finally taking my eyes off of her, I looked at the other and started talking again. "Lebeau, don't worry about moving your thing from your mansion. I am sure Monkeyhimper and Amanda over there can arrange for your things to be discrete transported and brought to the base or stored someplace safe. If you don't want to live inside with the rest of us Druidess, there is a nice forest and lake on the grounds of the base. Now if all of you would be so kind will you all please hold hands. Monkeyhimper do your thing. "

Walking up behind me and he touched my shoulder and we teleported right in front of a house that would make MTV Cribs and the Real World jealous. About 4 floors high and 6 floor deep the massive building looked like a combination of a celebrity compound and a military base. Equiped with hidden cameras practically everywhere the place had practically anything anyone could ever need and few thing that some haven't even dreamt of. Letting them explore I just simply stood back and watched them.
 
The Crusher - It's Like Surviver, Only More Stupid.

He stopped, and glanced at the man who seemed to be having a spasm of Multiple Personalities. He grunted, and stretched. "So your brother and the chattybitch are at the same place, eh? And planning on finding me, huh? Sounds like this is getting easier."

He rolled his eyes at the Wiccan. "No, you suggested getting a 'crack team' of scientists to find out what was done to me and reverse it. The only thing you've mentioned using your powers on is your sister. And while you might think the plan is cute, I just want to get back to normal and get the hell out of dodge. This will be the Crusher's last rampage, unless you try to screw me over."

He looked back at the man, dreading spending time with him. He was already grating on his nerves, and now these freaky spasms. He was tempted to use the man to beat his friends to death and then tie him in a pretzel around one of the pipes. He looked at the device and rolled his eyes, but decided to use it.

Thus he walked outside, and took a good, long look at the Wiccan's car. The Crusher was eight feet tall, and wide. He looked at the car and the turned to the Wiccan. He had trouble squeezing himself into most vans. A car of that size he'd have to rip the entire back seat out of just to be able to sit down, and even then it'd be uncomfortable as hell. "Alright, how you want to do this, sweetcheeks? I could redecorate your car, or you could go get a moving van. Not many other options available."
 
Ice

Once they were teleported to that huge...mansion, you could say called home. She was ready to explore. But, she would glance back towards Mr. Fate. Subtle wink was offered back towards him, before she headed inside of the house to take a look around. Extra sway was added to her rounded hips as an invitation for him to follow if he choose.

She had never seen a house so large. Running her fingertips through her hair as she just...tried to take it all in. She wasn't in that shabby studio apartment anymore.
 
John Ryder/ Lebeau

John Knew Crusher didnt Care for him or trusted him. Whos to blame him John Was a born villen . John turn from the others

"Ill Meetyall at your abode Wiccan I have an rren to run. Ohh Dont For get you owe me an helmet ." He headed to his Bike

"Have fun Big Guy She seem s to be a blast"







LeBeau

"Hay Dont for get My Doctor Forge."
He yelled at Monky himper Be for he scerryed off. Lebeau was un impressed Hes Been here befor he quicly foound him self a room
" hemm My Own Bath room Cool ." He than Took his shirt off And wallked out of his chosen room And Looked fot the Work out room Or Training room He Missed The Dagerooms He had back at X-men And X-force He missed being part of A team pierod . The Deep Claw marked Scars Onhis Back tightined As he walked through the Cold House.
 
Wiccan

Wiccan was again on the phone, adding to the list a top team of scientists and a state of the art lab to work with the people that Ryder had brought in. She also told Thomas to fire up the eighteen wheeler that was outfitted like a mobile home for the times that she had to duck low after her sister screwed up yet another plan.

Looking over to Ryder as he rode off she muttered,"He doesn't need a helmet, his head is thick enough to break concrete."

It wasn't long before the semi arrived and Crusher was ushered in with Wiccan following after giving instructions to the driver. Inside the semi was every comfort that anyone could want including a stocked fridge, comfortable furniture and a television. She had had to use it often and the camoflage was great. Who would think that the person you are looking for is in a semi with the logo for frozen foods on the side?
 
Druidess

Druidess bypassed the house all together, heading for the trees and lake. Soon she was nestled happily in a tree looking out at the nature about her as if she hadnt a care in the world.

Blinking sleepily, it had been a big day, she began to doze and, in that doze something in the back of her mind played out. A scene with her sister, something happening, she wasnt as happy and carefree as she was now and she didn't know why, a flash of dark light, the sound of her wolf friends and then darkness.

Druidess woke up with a start, looking around and not realizing where she was. She furrowed her brown and clenched her fist tight.

"Wiccan! Where are you? We have a score to settle you ungrateful bitch," she muttered expecting to see her somewhere around, the vision in her dream still vivid. Her eyes were clear and intellegent and her pose confident and alert.

Then a small bird began to twitter in the trees and she smiled, her eyes glazing over again as she said,"Well, hello, Mr Bird. Do you like this place? I think it's wonderful. Mr Fate said I could stay here. I hope I am not disturging your home."

Holding her hand out, the bird flew down and perched there and began exchanging songs with the green haired woman.
 
What about the Crusher?

Thunderclap seemed confused at first. Then annoyed. Then he sighed a little...a mixture of anger and frustration apparent to any who might be in tune with such things.

He'd clasped hands with Druidess and Amanda as Michael had touched Fate's shoulder and one of the others in their little circle. Thunderclap thought he knew what would happen, but had little choice. It was ride the Monkeyhimper Express to Home, or be left behind in Fate's office.

He stared at the change in their surroundings. {Just how far can Michael jump with so many people?} he thought, but then shook his head to clear it. Looking around, he saw that Wildcard and Ice and Druidess had already set off to check out this and that about their new base. He tapped Fate on the shoulders. "This looks great, but what about the Crusher? Shouldn't we chasing down leads on where he went and what he's up to? Or do you have more assistants like Michael doing the legwork, and we just have to show up on cue?"
 
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