Hour of Heroes

An explosion ripples through the street. Then another.

People panic in every direction, trying to avoid the debris. From one of the buildings, a large, powerful figure can barely be made out, with a large cape flowing behind him. A third explosion, this time in the central square. Shrubbery and decorative displays fly every which-way, sending dust and smoke up in the air.

It’s the Hour of Heroes, rookie. Your mission: Protect the civilians!


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Elliot took one glance at the TV screen and waisted no time getting ready. He quickly pulled on a black coat with a mechanical backpack attached to it, then slipped into his artificial leg attachments. Lastly, he forced his arms into his gauntlets a placed a simple black mask over his light blue head. In no time a yellow liquid began flowing from tubes and syringes into his body. With a sudden rush of adrenaline Elliot ran out to a dark garage, hopped on his bike, reed the motor, and sped off to the explosion. He had a job to do.

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Several heroes are in the Hero Factory break room, after just returning from a mission on Mechna. Among these, Sean Swanson, the Scanner, is chatting it up with a few others. None of them are aware of the events taking place in the city.

IC:

Man did you see the look on that guy’s face? I swear, a year ago criminals weren’t this bad. It’s like they’re goin’ easy on us or somethin’.

OOC:[quote=“Samtastictogo, post:3, topic:48409”]
Several heroes are in the Hero Factory break room, after just returning from a mission on Mechna. Among these, Sean Swanson, the Scanner, is chatting it up with a few others. None of them are aware of the events taking place in the city.

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You’d put it at the start of your post, not the middle. IC is for all in-game actions and OOC is for talking to players directly.

IC:

Most of the Rookies were present at the event, and the ones who weren’t standing around frozen in shock were being dragged and tackled by an exceedingly active Skewer. “We need recon NOW!” She screamed violently into her communicator. “By the time those grease-guzzlers get out here there won’t be a single civilian left alive!”


Armageddon watched with bland satisfaction. “Excellent work.” He hissed into a communicator in his hand. “Detlas, keep them busy. Tell Metaform he’s on, and I’ll be waiting at his entry point to ensure his success.”

Elliot, or Bracer as he is known, slammed the gas, hearing the sound of fighting in the distance growing louder and louder.

IC:
Erwin watched nearby, inching for a fight, his apparatus deployed

IC:

Skewer heard the sound of a motorcycle approaching and violently motioned for Bracer to get down.

IC:
Umbra vaguely hears one of the explosions, thinking nothing of it.

IC:

The alarm in the breakroom goes off. All the heroes in the room jump to their feet immediately.

The intercom chimes in “there’s been an attack.” All available heroes prepare for deployment.”

Scanner and a few others rush out of the room to join the already deployed ground troops.

IC: Bracer screeched to a halt and took cover behind some degree. “I’m not here to fight you!” He shouted over to Skewer.

IC:

A drop ship with 5 heroes blasts off from HF HQ. it’s headed for the site of the explosion

IC:

Umbra hears an alarm, then the intercom saying that there’s been an attack. He sighs, and heads out.

IC:

“Then shut your mouth and stay down!” Skewer shouted back. “We’ve got a sniper!”


A red bead danced for a moment over Bracer’s eyes. Rocketing from behind a building, in the distance, a large, grotesque mechanical monstrosity was fiddling with a rifle. He was growling to himself, swapping the clip out for a newly loaded one as the old one was slipped under his armour to be restocked, the new clip clicked into place, and Detlas’ attention was drawn by the dropship coming in at a frightening speed. He snapped the sight to his mechanical eye and fired a shot directly into the thruster.

@Samtastictogo The engine on the side of the dropship suddenly burst open, spewing flames everywhere, and the pilot tried desperately to control his manic tailspin. “Everybody out! we’re going down!!”

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IC:

Three of the heroes drop and pull their parachutes moments before the ship crashes, spiraling down out of the air. Scanner aims for the ground but there seems to be a firefight breaking out, so he changes course for a nearby building.

The other two don’t make it.

IC:

Umbra boards a drop ship with two other heroes, heading to the site. Having backup won’t be a bad thing… He thinks, wondering who, or what caused the explosion.

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IC:
Seeing the chaos Erwin tries to sneak behind the landing group of heroes

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Scanner hits the roof of the building hard, but just soft enough that’s he doesn’t break anything. Seeing that he’s on top of a building, he pulls out his rifle and starts surveying the landscape

IC:

Right as he touches down, another bullet whizzes by and rips through his parachute. Detlas snarled at his poor aim and the rifle spit the empty casing out the side.


Metaform groaned, taking off his construction helmet and beginning to worm his way through a ventilation tube for the Hero Factory, some distance from the factory itself.


Armageddon hopped off the backside of the building he was on, splintering the ground beneath him. He began making his way towards the less populated areas to make a long loop towards where Metaform was entering.

IC:

The drop ship approaches the site, still not quite there.

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Scanner drops to the ceiling floor immediately and covers his head. He reaches for his radio. “I’m under fire! Someone take their eyes off me so I can get some clear shots!”