The Fans laughed at Cutter as Brotector took the Bench to the face.
The Ice started to melt and crack.
Grabbing hold of other random stuff, Ferrous threw it all towards Brotector trying to hit him , but also trying to wreck the place.
Roachman brought himself up from the dusty floor. Unharmed, but admittedly a little disoriented, he spun 180 degrees and gripped the wall.....and started climbing....
He scuttled up across the dangerously low ceiling compared to the Tyrant. He skilfully positioned himself above it for an aerial ambush! He dropped, and clung to the figure's head and shoulders, covering it's eyes and trying his best to affect his balance.
"... Do they keep the keys in the car now?" Red asked the Inferno; it had been a while since she'd been involved with robbing an armored car.
The Tyrant grabbed Roach and raised him off his head.
He then slammed him into the ground in a power-bomb style motion.
He followed up by going for the curb-stomp again.
"I SAID FIGHT ME! I'll take on any of you. Come quench my blades."
Someone from the crowds called out.
"The superheroes don't beat up cripple's darling."
"Who said anything about them beating me up, I intend to win."
"OMG she doesn't even have one of her hands." "Maybe she's drunk or height or mad or something." "Maybe he'll humour her. Wait is she with the other villains?" "No way, she wasn't like them."
The objects thrown at Brotector began to crack the Ice some more.
He throws the bench back at Ferrous and a Steel Chair at Cutter.
Rugal uses his slashing Aura to pry open the Car door.
He waves the others to him.
Roachman intercepted the curbstomp with his foot and naturally, they played footsy TO THE DEATH!
Roachman retracted his wings, he saw another foot coming towards him, it was starting to get old...
He blocked it with his arm and held it there in a stalemate. He grabbed grabbed the ankle in hopes of gaining some control over the leg's movement. "Alright, you Micheal Myers wannabe, let's see you play LIMBO!" he pushed the leg away, suddenly, causing a sudden lurch in the Tyrant's center of gravity.
The Tyrant fell to the side and smashed it's head against the wall.
He slowly recovered.
The chair would knock her down, possibly break every bone in her body, no way was she standing up after it, plus you'd have to watch out for the bleeding.
Well she would have, if the blades hadn't intercepted almost flawlessly. The chairs were impaled, run through by all four of the blades.
Cutter had to admire their reaction times, enough so not to be creped out by the fact they'd acted not entirely within her orders.
The blades began to shake free shedding bits of chair as they went.
"Fe please everyone knows Ti is where it's at."
As Joey gunned down the fans cheering for the Brotector, he noticeably gained his former build back as more of them went down.
"Come at me, Brotector, Blue-Blood will lay waste to your arteries, I may even clear out your colon, if I feel you need it bad enough!"Joey turned back to the man, who was now standing in the stadium in his boxers and shoes, the suit laying in a pile at his feet, Joey went to retrieve it and the man kicked at him. It didn't do much damage as it only hit Madeline,bounced off and hit him in the side of the head.
"You sonofabitch,"He said as he grasped the man's ankle,"DOn't you know to not hit one of us?"
Joey thinned the skin in the man's leg, and then scrapped it off by slamming it against one of the metal benches, flesh ripped down to bone, and the man screamed. Joey quickly grabbed the suit and ran off onto the ice to assist Metal Head and Cutter. But, he noticed they probably didn't need his help.
Guess it's time to try cleaning out the registers if we can.
He ran towards the ticket booth, brandished Madeline in the ticketeer's face and yelled,"Give me the ticket money!Or you get a new hole to exhale out of one more time!"
The Brotector got his Flab back and the Ice gave way from under him.
He cried out "AAAAIIIIIWWWEEEEEEE IT'S COLD!!!" Before climbing back out, now soaking wet.
"F-F-F-F-F-FEAR-R-R-R NOT- THE B-B-B-B-BROTECTER WILL RETURN-N-N-N!!" He slivered as he fled.
The Ticketeer said to Joey "To See Brotecter get his ass beat, I'd pay you everything I have on me, Take it..."
"Why thank you kind sir, have a very pleasant day"Joey took the case the money was in and promptly shot the ticketeer in the head.
He ran back to the parking lot, and began clicking the alarm button on the keys that had come with his new suit.
But Red, I'm always dressed for a fight.... 'Sides, I didn't go on this run for villainy, I just wanted to go for a run.
We can totally get to the firey burny murder parts though. :3
Cutter couldn't believe it.
"Bastard, I didn't even get a fight
YOU OWE ME A FIGHT YOU ARSE."
She look around, surly someone here must be a worthy opponent.
"Come one, someone here must want the chance to end me?"
"Hey, Free Cash is Free Cash, Especially since we lost the Loot from the Bank robbery..."
Rugal managed to break the lock and get into the driver's seat.
"And of course if you want to walk Back, girls ;)" he joked as he started to work on the starter.
There was a locked door leading to the holding unit that could be cracked.
Coraline half asks and half states to Rugal "Sooo... burney time?"
Rugal Hot-wired the Van, Despite all the Armour, it was just a Standard Van with a bigger engine.
He revved it up and smiled.
He then leaned over and slashed a hole in the passager Window before doing the same on the Driver.
"Buildings are worth 10, Cars 20, Signs 30, People, 50, How to play..."
He stuck his hand out and performed a "REPPU-KEN!" shock-wave which travelled on the ground, hit a Car and wreaked the rear bumper.
"Any questions?" he asked.
"Yup. :3 But just one." Coraline's enflames her left arm, conjurs a trio of fireballs, and begins to juggle them in her left hand. "How do you plan to keep up?"
She tosses the firey explosions behind her.
Red sighed, getting into the back of the armored car. She'd let them have their contest, and wait for this to go wrong somehow. After all, her power wasn't competitive on that front, unless the cars were moving... or there was a helicopter.
"C'mon Red, join in the fun! We're making explodies!"
Red sighed. "Fine." Her eyes glowed bright red as a barrier flashed in front of a car on the road; the driver panicked, veering off to the side only to crash into another car, whose driver had just gotten in right before the crash.
Her eyes remained glowing (to the point where you couldn't see the natural color through the red) as she looked at the Inferno. "Like that?"
Inferno grins. "Yup, exactly!"
"So... did yours actually hit anything?"
As Joey stood in the parking garage, clicking the button on the keys, he finally heard a faint beep off to the side, and followed it.
Upon arriving, he saw that the car he was faced with, was none other than a 1968 Ford Mustang, in perfect condition, original hubs,decal, and steering column, at least as far as he could tell.
Wow, baldy in there had a nice little ride. It'd be a shame to just leave it here all alone. Without someone to care for it.And drive it...
Joey quickly switched suits and saw, lying across the back, another cleanly pressed suit, this one black. He laid his tailored suit in the back along with the black one, though it pained him to do it, he put it under the newest addition to his wardrobe. He put the case of money and Madeline in the passenger seat and started up the engine, and carefully pulled out of the parking space and moved much closer to the stadium doors, put the car back into park and waited for Cutter and Metal Head to get back out.
He failed to notice the fat,dripping,hero called the Brotector get into his own car and drive off.
Come on,come on,come on. How long does it take you to slaughter a stadium of people Cutter? You ripped through that London bobby squad in ten seconds, this isn't that many more people, is it?
"Absolutely! See.." Inferno looks back. To her dismay, the three explosions managed to avoid damaging a single car. "Uh... well.." A child riding a bicycle falls into one of the large craters created by Inferno's explosions. "That counts!"
"Fair enough," Red conceded. After saying that, two parking signs next to the parked car that Red's target had hit fell over. "So does that, naturally."
Seeing the Brotector run away like that, Ferrous was stunned by it.
And that calls him self a hero? Really? Ooh well, time to wreck this place some more
Making his way out of the ring, Ferrous proceeded to wreck the place some more and also steal all the trophies they kept in the stadium.
Going out of the stadium, Ferrous saw Joey in a new car. Walking towards it, Ferrous dumped all the trophies he was carrying on the back seat, before walking back to on the walls.
There he wrote Barkers Rule by destroying some of the stones in the wall. Done with this, Ferrous walked back towards the car before he reverting back to normal on the back seat and losing conscious.
"Ha! It worked!" exclaimed Roachman in surprise. As the Tyrant recovered, Roachman scrambled to his feet and ran to Zeph in desperation. "C'mon, quit your hobblin' and let's get out of here! That thing is full of artificial preservatives or somethin'!" then he bounded towards the exit, beckoning at the door for Zeph to follow.
Joey watched as Metal Head came out of the stadium, hands full of trophies that he dumped in the back.
"Hey Metal Head, you eat this car and I will make sure you never eat again. Got it? Alright, come here, you've got dents where there aign't supposed to be dents.This may a hurt a sec, get over it."
Joey grabbed his face with a hand and began the healing process, he pulled the bones back into alignment, the jaw reverted back to normal, that'd be fun to see what happened there, and mended the bones.
Great, now all there is is Cutter, where the hell are you?
Cutter Looked around.
"If a fights what you want love come and take me on."
A Drunk, oh well it was something.
"Then come, and stand at the gates of oblivion."
"Yeah whatever bitches, just promise to shut up once I show you how it's done."
"If you win I'll be yours to shut."
"Yeah whatever now are you going to fight or just prevaricate?"
It wasn't long before the drunk lay in two pieces. The crowd gasped.
Now who else?"
Several more came but the flow soon stopped. None of them were much of a challenge and Cutter wasn't showing any chance of slowing.
"No one?" The atmosphere could be split open with a knife. They were afraid; she'd shown no remorse in killing those that opposed her, only gratitude. They couldn't stand fighting her, no one in the stadium expected to be leaving her alive.
She leaves blades in toe.
When she makes it to the car she gets wordlessly.
Joey drove back to the mansion, aware of the injured villain in the back, and so attempted to hit as many potholes,speedbumps and the like all the way back, just for his own amusement.
He took the case, suits and Madeline with him into his room. Took out $2,000 and put it into the wallet that had come with this suit. It needed to be let in in the back, the shoulders were a bit too wide for him, and the pants were a bit short.
He walked out of the room carrying the case of money and put it on the living room table,"Alright guys, we made it out of there with a little under half a million, that's a good little start for almost no work, right?"
Waking up with a splitting headache and pain in his back, Ferrous looked around. Ferrous noticed that we was still in the car with some thing poking him in his back. Grabbing it, Ferrous looked at and saw on it Best Team. Chuckling because of it. Ferrous got up and looked around him. Seeing no one on the car, but seeing that they had arrived at the mansion, Ferrous got out of the car.
Walking in to the mansion with the trophies, Ferrous made his way first towards his room where he left a couple such as MVP and Conference winner and brought the rest with him towards to living room and dumped them on the table.
"Any one want a trophy? Also I say we keep this one. Ferrous said, picking up the Best Team.