The Program

The Crusher - Not Even the Police are Looking.

He grunted, using his arms to push furniture out of his way so he could sit down, taking the freaky watch he'd been given and eyeing it before tucking it in a pocket of his prison uniform. It'd be a handy way of escaping, he knew that much. He turned on the televison, surfing through the channels only to stop for the news.

Crap, crap, and more crap. He wasn't surprised. They were probably just gonna send out cops and wait for him to show up and terrorize them. It was, after all, the easiest way to find him. Just wait for him to start ripping things up, and have some mobile forces ready for when it happened. He snorted.

"I think, Wiccan, that he uses the helmet to hide his dull look more than to protect his head." He chuckled to himself, finally settling the televison on a station playing Tom & Jerry cartoons.
 
LeBeau/Ryder

LeBeau

LeBeau found the training room There was asign engraved upon it that read Stageing Area. it was no Danger room but it was state of the art. The holoprojecters were probily cameras too. He quickly found the Controll room . He soon located the controlls and activated the intercom.

"Hello Man'e'Mes this is old LeBeau Ill be hosting the locle radio station And my first oficeal Act is to anoince the first team meeting . So those of you exploring outside or in pleasfined Fate And fallow him to the Stageing Area. this is LeBeau Signing off . See you on the Darkside." hesaid in a carming way .LeBeau started progaming the Training exersis emidatly . he figured he let them know what was up after interductions . This was goin to be fun.

Ryder

Rydre made god tim he was allredy in New orlings in only 2hrs. . he parked about a block from the LeBeau Mansion Wich was the home of the new X-Force. Ryder Snuck in just in time to see Monkyhimper telaporting off with most of his brothers things. Ryder was expecting to find LeBeau her but he could work with this. He watched un till Monkyhimper had moved all of LeBeau's stuff When he mubled something about finding A Doctor Forge.

"Hello Mate , Carre to telling Me What you your doing with my brothers stuf Or better yet where he is?"Ryder asked nicely

Monkyhinper quikly pushed a butten that one of the X-Force members told him to push if he needed help well he needed it . Ryder just looked at him
" Wel Monkyhimper is it That was A Mistake " He Than Knocked Monkyhimper out Cold He trund around just in time to see Spike A tall Black guy With spikes Coming out of him runn into the room .
" I dont have time for this with that said he quikly grabed spikes head And pumed a lot of Super sound throught his head till it exploded . He than turnd back to Monkyhimper .
"now Bock to you my Good man You'll live for to day." Ryder than probed the guys mind And pulle dalot of use full info . And than Vanised For the mansuion as fast as lightning. As he left he mumbel to him self

"i need To get some self telaporting Powers" He After making one mor stop he soon Arived at Wiccans place and got cumffy be for Crusher and her got there

Mean while

Back at X-force Forge Woke up Monky himper And Cable Asked him questing Monky himper told them what he had been awake to see and witnes Than Talked to forge about Signing onas not only Wildcards doctor but The shows Doctor Forge Agreed And The Telaported out.
 
Druidess

Druidess scowled as she heard the announcment to go into the confining house. With a sigh, she lifted her hand so the bird could fly away and climbed down from the tree, heading slowly to the big structure.

Reaching it, she went inside and looked around. It was huge. But it was not as large as her outdoors and she felt an urge to turn around and go back into the more familiar surroundings.

Pressing down the feeling, she wondered around until she found a sign that announced the place that they were supposed to meet.

Walking in all she saw was the large man who kept calling her Cher. Smiling and waiving she looked around for the others.
 
LeBeau

He had just fineshed his programing as the Firts Meber of the teem Arived The room Quickly turnd into The Out doors Filld with animels and trees it even smelled real to WildCard. He waited Silently for the others to Arive
 
Wiccan

Wiccan sat back in one of the only chairs that the Crusher hadn't thrown all over and lit a cigarrette with a smile.

"Well, who knows," She said idly,"The man might come in handy. If so I might have use for him on a venture or two. But I have to have that nosy sister out of my way first."

It was not long before they pulled up at the vaction house and the semi swung in, the doors opening to a service entrance built to admit large furniture or bulky deliveries that could not go through the front door.

The house was huge. A mansion at least. Ornate with high ceilings, everything in it spoke of wealth. Someone else's wealth to be sure but then again Wiccan was not picky where she got her power and money. As long as she had it.

"Welcome to my cabin," She said to Crusher,"Make yourself at home and then we can talk about how we are going to make my dreams come true...and then, of course, your own. I am sure your room is fixed up by now with entertainment included."

Walking in the house herself, she looked around to see if Ryder had made it or not. And if he had been into anything in her abscence.
 
Druidess

Druidess clapped her hands at the transformation and spun about the room.

"It's wonderful!" She said to him, running to through her arms about him and kiss him in her excitement before running through the room, exploring all of the things that had appeared. "I love magic! You must be almost as powerful as Mr Fate!"
 
The Crusher - Real Food at Last!

He grunted, pushing himself up onto his feet and lumbering through into the 'cabin'. It was built like a lavish mansion. Which, for him, meant that the doorways and ceiling were actually big enough for him to move through normally. He looked around before turning back to the woman.

"Entertainment?" He grunted, and turned into the kitchen. "I think I'll have something to eat. And I think that you should go make sure your 'entertainment' isn't a living thing, or the only way it will entertain me is by providing me with somnething to kill."

He had heard her, with her cell phone, ordering women. He'd thought she'd meant for the jackass with helmet seperation issues. He busied himself with loading a tray with a pile of sandwiches before moving back into the room where he'd left the Wiccan, two hands holding the tray up while he used the other to to simultaneously eat two sandwiches. He looked around, checking to see if she was still there or had moved on.
 
Wiccan

Wiccan gave a snort of derision. "Like I care what happens to the little sluts," she said with a shrug,"I dont care how you entertain yourself with them as long as you don't get restless and start tearing up my home away from home. If you dont want them chase them out into some other room. I am sure our bike riding maniac can use some fun too."

Going into her study, she sat down and picked up the phone. "Thomas? Yes, everything went fine. Alert Jazz we might need him for clean up duty soon. Not positive but my guest has some unusual appitites. Do you have the lab and eggheads ready? Good, have them search the old lab for research and whatever else they need. If they need any of the larger items in the lab make sure you do it so no one is suspicious. And, for gods sake, find out where my sister is. I have plans for her. Big plans."

Hanging up the phone, she put her feet on her desk, sitting back with a smile at the thought of her sister out of her life for good.
 
The Crusher - Well, Boss, What Now?

He wandered around, holding up the tray with an ever-depleting number of sandwiches as he looked for the Wiccan, finally spotting her in her study. He wandered in, taking large bites from the sandwiches in both of his upper arms, glancing around the place while he chewed, managing to keep his mouth shut and not completely disgust his employeer.

He swallowed, looking around. "Nice place. So, there a plan, boss? Or should I just wreck havoc and kill whatever gets in my way?"

He popped the last of both sandwiches in his mouth before closing it and chewing. It was delicious. He'd spent way too much time in prison, where the food was bland and they had no respect for the amount of food he required to fuel his mutated muscular system.
 
Wiccan

Wiccan looked up as Crusher entered, not moving from her laid back position.

"Well, we know that Ryder's brother and my sister are together. For whatever reason it seems fate has smiled upon us. However, where they are is still a mystery. Once we find that out we can go and wreck havoc on any and all who stand in our way. I have my man looking for her but the problem is, I've tried that before, and the air headed bitch always seems to avoid my search."

"Barring us finding out where she is I say we draw them to us. If we were to cause enough attention to fall on us, if Druidess knew where I was and what I was doing she would come after me and try and stop me. She has this idea in her head that she can change my ways and make me as nausiatingly good as she is."

Wiccan's face showed her disgust at even the thought of that. "It will never work but she has just become too much of a pain. Once I get rid of her I can go about my business without interference."

She shook her head and grabbed up the newspaper. "Now, to see what is interesting and profitable enough to cause enough attention as well as enjoyment on our part and draw the bitch and her lap dog to us."
 
Ryder

Ryder turned into the study Drying his hair From the shower he took atowl rap around his musceler Waist.
" You dont know how right you are My dear woman. Fate is smileing apon them. Fate being the name of the Tv Exect who Is produceing the reality show they are apart of and you can call your surch. I know where we can find them. But As fror our first move we must do this smartly. Weattac universalstudios just for the fun of it. Acors it will be cursher by him self for the most part."
Ryder just smiled as his towl acidently fell off.
 
The Crusher - Not in Here.

He set down his tray on the desk, picking up one of the large chairs sitting nearby. He turned to Wiccan. "Excuse me a moment. I'll be right back."

He walked over to the man, looking down at him and showing him the heavy chair. "Do you see this? If you don't wipe that smile off your face and go get dressed, and make sure you're always dressed around me again, I'll shove this chair right up your ass. You hear me?"
 
Wiccan

Wiccan rolled her eyes and said,"Put that damn thing away. If you have to show it off I have a room full of sluts in the house who will appreciate it."

"No, Universal Studios is not a profitable hit. We need something that will rake in some cash as well as attract attention. And I have to be visible for Druidess to come running. Trust me on that one."

Putting down the paper, she pointed to the story. "Tomorrow some high society woman is going to unveil a large, flawless diamond just discovered in one of her husband's mines. They are bidding it off to some other high society types and the press is going to be climbing all over it because all of the proceeds are supposed to go to some charity or another."

"Now, I could easily buy it but spending my money on something that I can just take seems so wrong. Besides I don't like bleeding heart charities. With the press there and some of the wealthiest citizens in the city there you can bet someone is going to take notice. And if those two are with some TV producer you can bet they will get the word."
 
Ryder

He snaped his fingers an his bikers out fit Appeared on him. along with an helmet.
" Now I thought you were smarter than that wiccan She is part of a team now So where the team goes she will follow . And what we hit has no barring once this program shows up, I'll tellaport to where their secret base is."
 
The Crusher - Voted Out of the Study!

"That's great, buddy. But, it seems you have to leave now! So sorry! Come by again. Or, better yet, let's not and say we did."

He grabbed the mans helmet in his upper hands, lifting him off the ground and prepared to toss him out of the study.

"And last words before ya got ta go, buddy-boy?"
 
lost

OCC: Oky Gm You lost me What I do wrong I sent you a Pm pleas help me figure out whats up By replying to it
 
OOC: Who said you did anything wrong? He likes tossing things around. Especially people. As far as he's concerned, Wiccan's in charge and you're an underling, like him. He's basically shoving you around, proving his superiority. Stand up to him. Do smething. Kick him, poke him in the eyes!

He's like an animal. He sees it as basically this: the strongest are in charge. Wiccan seems to be in charge at this point, as she owns the place where everybody is and is taking care of arrangements. He's basically trying to prove that he's better than you, shove himself up above you on the ol' ladder of life!

It's not about you doing anything wrong. It's about my character trying to shove your character around. He's a bully. He's got strength, he knows it, and he uses it. And he's gonna keep shoving you around unless you do somethin' about it!
 
Wiccan

Wiccan sighed and slid her feet off of the desk. "Boys! Boys!" She said in exasperation,"We have more important things to think about than school yard antics!"

Walking up to both of them she said,"Crusher, put him down. We are going to need him for this as well as the knowledge he has in that hard head of his."

To Ryder she adds,"And I NEVER do anything without a profit margin involved. We will come out of this with our siblings crushed and our pockets lined a bit more and some sad sack charity people wondering what the hell happened."

She smiled wickedly at the thought. "Now! Lets get to planning. The sooner we get this underway the sooner our dreams come true."
 
The Crusher - Following Orders

He set the man down, and retrieved himself a sandwich while watching him. He grunbted, and turned away, moving over to the windows and looking out them. He stared blankly out at the landscape, listening to the other two.

It didn't matter what they decided. He'd just do whatever Wiccan said. He wasn't sure about the man, though. He didn't seem that tough. His attention moved on to looking around the study, checking out the objects.

It was different from the sterile lab he'd spent most of his growing years, and the prison cell he'd spent the rest of his life.
 
Ryder Anoyed

"Fine My dear Wiccan. we canLine yalls pocket bookks all you whant my only consern is killing Kouger And Wild Card." He said in an slightly angerd tone And turned towords Crusher

" But ive got something ihave to do befor we stat to plan " As soon as he said that He rached in his pockets and pulled out 14grand and tossed it at wiccan. He than Grabed ahold of Crusher lifted him above his head, and knowing that it wouldn't fase him let along do any damage what so ever Ryder tossed crusher trough the wall. It was More a show of force than any thing he know it would do nothing to the beats except maybe anger him.He than turned back to wiccan .

"I all ways have had an anger management problem. That Cash should cover the wall."
 
The Crusher - Not Bad

Laughter was heard through the wall as the Crusher got up, brushing himself off and lumbering back through the hole in the wall.

"Not bad, little man! I'm surprised you're legs didn't break trying to lift me! Look at you, you're built like a twig!"

He continued to laugh, his inner arms holding at his sides as he moved over to the man, his upper arm slamming hard into his back in a slap that would, and has, knock over a streetlamp.

"You're not too bad. Although next time I won't let you throw me!"
 
Cameron Fate in "Thinking with your pants"

Truthfully I could not take my eyes off of her._ I could have sworn she winked at me._ There was something about her that I could not put my finger on._ I could always telepathically reach in and see how she feels about or program her to act on that lust but I prefer to do it the old fashioned way._ Plus that is cheating and unless there is money on the line then why cheat._

I was just about to walk over to her when the ever so pushy Wildcard decided to announce a surprise training session in the Proving Ground's training room._ Since when does he call the shots . This is my operation, plus I already loaned him my own personal ....assistant to help him and this is what he pulls. I see someone is due up for a telepathic lightning bolt.


I was just about to reach into his mind when my concentration was broken. It was Ice asking for me to show her where the Proving Ground's Training Room was. Putting her arm in mine she asked me to lead the way and I thought to myself this time I am going to let Lebeau slide.

OCC: Sorry I have not posted in a few days I was out of town at my brother's graduation from basic training.
 
Thunderclap

With a resigned sigh, Thunderclap followed behind Fate and Ice towards the mansion and the training session Wildcard was starting. It looked like they wouldn't be chasing the Crusher right away. Perhaps Fate *did* have people monitoring the situation who would summon the Program when the time was right.

{'Sides, can't say I blame Fate for following an ass like that over going after Crusher.} he thought as he watched Ice's rear sway with every step she took with Fate. This did look promising to Thunderclap. "So, what kind of training do you think Wildcard has set up?"
 
LeBeau

As They All Enterd HiS Forest seting And All gatherd around him He began to speek " Mr. Fate Sorry if Im Stepping on your toes but There is A Monster loos And we need to Act But We Cant Go out there Yet We Need to alest know what each other can do . ANd Who we are So Give your Preferd Name ,And let the next person GoAfter we all give A Name The computer will start the Training program Tham Well Start looking For Cruser Or pose for Publicity Pics WHat ecver it is our loeader wants."
He stood for a fewmoments to let his words senkin " Call Me LeBeau"
 
Intros

Stepping up after Wildcard had finished, Newell said with a slight shrug,"Well, I've never really protected my identity, and was outed a few years ago because of it. I'm Newell Freeport, and I use the handle of Thunderclap because a reporter likened my sonic blast to that sound once and it stuck."

He looked at everyone and then ran his hand through his long hair. "I'm not sure where the power comes from, but there's nothing in my genetics to indicate mutancy. I can also summon forth an obscuring mist that makes it hard to see and hear and stifles IR vision. Otherwise, I'm just a quick, strong, agile martial artist who plays guitar, writes music, and speaks German and Japanese."

"I have a degree in International Business." he said explaining his languages.

"So, Newell or Thunderclap, I answer to either."
 
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