"Well....uh....mmmmm...." Rugal stammers as he saw Ferrous eat fucking metal.
"ok....uhhhhh....we'll head back to...Maldeath's former residence and...regroup-ok how the fuck are you doing that?!" Rugal said finally snapping over the strangeness of the scene in front of him.
"I can corrode the metal that I touch, making them pretty weak. So this here is pretty much at this point nearly completely corroded. So I am actually eating corroded metal. I can only do it with my hands, though my mouth is also capable of it. Though it will take a long time to corrode something. Once was sucking on a piece of rebar for 6 hours. It is pretty tasty you know. Normal iron taste a bit like beef, aluminium like chicken and copper is spicy chicken." Ferrous said continuing eating. Looking at the roof, Ferrous asked "Eehhh.... you wanted a convertible right?"
Seems I wasn't needed. Red-0 got back in. "Just comes down to organization." Well, that was what they had so far, really. But it might sound cryptic instead of... well, lacking in planning.
The car started, and Maldeath's wasn't far away. They shouldn't be followed there.
She wasn't bothered by the metal-eating. Villains tended to have egregiously peculiar power functions compared to heroes.
"...I guess so...ok, moving on, everyone in? Close enough..."
And after that, our Villains drove off the the Lair of the infamous Maldeath.
A few wrong turns later, They finally arrived.
(Note: F.A.R.D the RP-maker never said what is looks like so I'm gonna go with this:
The group entered, to the left of the entrance was a hallway with 6 servant rooms with en suites (3 used by Rugal, Inferno and Red-0) and a large hole in the wall leading into the basement covered with a sheet of plywood.
In front was a passage to the kitchen and a set of stairs leading to another bathroom, a private study and the Master bedroom, which had a code lock.
And to the living room with a massive HD-TV.
There is also several hidden passages, but the gang had only found one and sure as shit didn't want to look again.
"Right, meet your new home...what'ca think?"
"mmmm Pretty fancy. Nice Architecture, looks pretty solid, that wall would need some fixing. Because really, plywood?" Ferrous said looking around. "I know some guys who can repair this quickly, cheaply and no questions asked. They build that nice little underground lab under that chemical factory down town.
"Do you have an armoury?" Straight to the point I see, then again she didn't need subtlety.
"And I'm ok sleeping anywhere." Technically not true but she could discuss the exact medical requirements later. In private.
"Also if that freak goes anywhere near my swords I'll kill him."
The blades had been avoiding the metal eater since he first displayed the talents; it was a mix of fear and disgust on their part I think which I guess is the natural response.
"Also before you ask, I'm not in it for the loot or the fame, I don't need it.
But heroes do sound like they'd be a challenge and a kill is always best when they can fight back."
"Well, you guys sure found a pretty little slice of heaven,"Joey started off down the hall to the rooms,"You guys got a shower? I really need to get that giant's blood offa me, it's a bit of a messy process ya see. And I'd really like to change out of these clothes,"He gestured to his bloody prison suit, which was still wet in a few places, though most of it had caked on him and the suit by now,"Oh look, a BFTV, nice."
"Uh, yeah, there's a shower in each of the rooms and one up stairs, Oi, Ferrous, Don't go down there, Hidden research lab, total death trap, Weapons....Don't think this place has one, least that we know of..."
"Thanks Blondie, I'll be back in a bit."
Joey took his briefcase and entered one of the unoccupied rooms, took his suit and hat out, laid Madeline down on the bed, with his last loaded barrel, he'd have to find more bullets, that wasn't going to be simple, and laid his suit and hat on the bed, as unwrinkled as he could make them.
He took his jumpsuit off, threw it into a corner in the bathroom and proceeded to wash the blood off of himself. when he got out, he looked in the mirror and saw that he had grown a fair patch of whiskers during his short vacation.
Damn, look at that, oh there's a razor, it's an antique, but it works
He cut himself a few times, but he wiped those off and there wasn't even the slightest bit of a hint of a slice. He went back into the bedroom and proceeded to iron out the wrinkles it had accumulated over the past hour or so being stuck in the case. He finished, put it on, and walked out of the room back to the living room and lounged on the couch in front of the TV, and was quite pleased to hear of their jailbreak on the news, enough so that he recorded it so the others could watch it later.
Zeph was pretty beat after carrying the storm guy out with the assistance of Joey. He wasn't sure what happened to him in all of the fuss, but it was good to know that he helped another villain, at least a little bit. Those bastard heroes would die, one "evil" action after another contributing to their downfall. Before piling into the car with the others, Zeph turned to Joey and said, "Thanks. Appreciate it. He turned off his invisibility field. "And yeah, you're right, I'm kind of lacking in the common sense department." He had offered his non-bionic-covered hand to shake.
As soon as he got in the car, however, dazed from the day's events and at the beautiful destruction left behind them, he crashed, unable to assist in anything during the eventful car ride back to the re-group manor, leaving the rest of the group, namely Joey, to provide a short description of his valiantly evil, but misplaced, deed to the others.
Zeph introduced himself to several others, namely the three more "experienced" members of the group. He knew he would get time to know the others later. He told them a bit about what he did, namely the weapons building.
He perked up at the mention of a secret research lab. "Could you show me where to start looking for this lab? I'll settle into my room later. I got a nice little nap on the car ride over," Zeph exuded enthusiasm. He continued. "Oh, and no weapons? I can fix that," The latter was said with a devious smile.
"Oh No you don't, That Lab is off limits and DON'T EVEN THINK about taking this as a challenge, The monster's down there would kill your ass and thats if you are lucky, Now then...Lets sort out rooms...There's 7 of us but only 6 usable rooms so either someone is sleeping in the Living room or someone has to share...soooooo..." Rugal let that hang in the air.
"Or someone can room in the basement. Dibs!" Zeph shouted the latter with much more excitement than before, ignoring Rugal's more-than-cautionary advice, and promptly pushed the button for invisibility that he had on his arm. He figured it would either be a door that needed lockpicking or a hidden button of some sort. His inquisitive, scientific mind would find it soon. Oh yes it would.
He still had his laser pistol and bionic arm, certainly enough to take on any of the monsters in the basement. He wasn't afraid of no ghosts. Or creepie crawlies.
"Dammit, ZEPH! no! Don't you dare!" Rugal shouted as he ran after Zeph who had moved the Plywood and ran down a dark passage way.
At the end of which, Zeph came to a large metal Door with the words "Emergency Lock-Down" written on it.
Behind it were a Damaged Front door that had been cut open and a Damaged Fire Door that had been cut open as well.
If the first door was opened, he could go though the other ones.
There was no computer terminal but there was a hidden Finger-print Scanner in the rock wall.
Zeph placed his fingerprint on the scanner, hoping that it might recognize him as a scientist or villain and would let him in due to that fact. He was excited at the prospect of research in a nice lab where he could settle down, but he would have to take care of this pesky monster problem first.
Maybe Rugal would join him for the spring cleaning.
Red-0 saw Zeph running to his death and shook her head. And then there were three. "Well, if no one else needs anything, I'll be taking my leave."
In any case, Red-0 began walking off, though slowly enough that someone could ask her for something.
Joey watched as the genius idiot completely disregarded Blondie's warning and disappeared again.
Stupid motherfucker that one is, but this is cool, new wax found in the leftover sludge in toxic plants remove hair with one use. Huh, that's interesting
"Really? Who ever build this place must have been a genius. Who would have thought of building a lab which is actually a death trap. Any supers died in there?" Ferrous asked before seeing Rugal sprint in there. Seeing this Ferrous got confused because he was just told not to go in there.
"Wait, is it now safe or do you just don't want us to find out about any weird and embarrassing collection you got down there" Ferrous shouted after Rugal.
The Scanner Sparked and the First Door opened.
I got stuck a few times as it revealed the Doors behind it and the how a hole was torn though each of them.
Rugal reached Zeph before he could enter.
"Zeph! I am Warning you, Don't not enter the Lab!"
As the burning remnents of the prison were extinguished, A man in a red suit walked past the fire trucks and salvage crews towards Sergeant Ripper. He tilted his top hat, greeting Ripper with a sarcastic smile.
"Good Evening Sergeant, lovely weather we're having aren't we?"
As the burning remnents of the prison were extinguished, A man in a red suit walked past the fire trucks and salvage crews towards Sargent Ripper. He tilted his top hat, greeting Ripper with a sarcastic smile.
"Good Evening Sargent, lovely weather we're having aren't we?"
Ripper winced as a medic tended to his damaged spine and sighed, This was the last thing he needed...
"Hello Richardson...Those Collars weren't worth the lead in them, now we have several Powered Villains on the loose in the Peninsula as we speak, Shouldn't you be bugging them?..." Ripper glared back as wondered where it all went so wrong.
"I'd just like to know how 15 years of my life's work was incinerated today by the incompetence of your subordinates".
"Incompetence?! Your Fucking Collars Let this Happen, A prisoner managed to Crack it and he bust out, Freeing the rest of the Population, What the hell could we do against something like that?!" Ripper Yelled back.
"My Collar was cracked, are you sure?" Richardson produced a phone from his pocket, and tapped the screen a few times before handing it over to Ripper.
"This was footage taken from the cell block where the breakout started, notice the woman without a collar. Notice how she's staring at the guard's back pocket. Now look at the guard's back pocket."
Ripper stared long and hard at the evidence before him.
"...Bu-but...Those damn egg-heads said...Oh Jesus..." He mumbled as he tired to figure out how he could've missed it.
Richardson grinned, "It's okay Sergeant, you've only unleashed a maelstrom of villainy onto the Peninsula and made the lives of our citizens that slight more uncomfortable".
He sat down in front of Ripper. "What needs to be discussed now is the future of your career!".
"Is there any point in saying I will find them and lock them up again?..."
Her threat being ignored had but Cutter in a bad mood. Not that I was really that difficult.
"If you've no armoury I'll have to start one.
Now which room?"
One of the knives answered by piercing right through the door.
"Works for me."
Pretty plain, she'd have to fix that, but it could wait. She lay out the oblivion initiation assistant on a table. She began checking it over making sure no one had hurt it. Seemed to be in working order. They'd even left an extra present for her in the form of another bullet.
Of course this was just delaying the inevitable problem.
She'd have to talk to someone about the special preparations and the sooner she did it the better. But right now, she had medicine to take.
The guards hadn't even found her special compartment.
It didn't taste any less horrible than it usually did.
"Not really, no". Richardson pulled out his pistol and shot Ripper between the eyes. He then turned to the medic. "Would you know who Ripper's second-in-command is please?"
The Medic had his eyes shut due to the splatter and pointed towards a small man who spent his whole career handling paperwork for "Real" Guards.
Richardson got up and walked over to the man, he extended his hand. "Good evening Mr....."
"Pink. Ricky Pink..."
The entire area managed a chuckle despite the Situation.
"Sorry but I have to file these Insurance claims..." He said as he went to leave.
"Well Sergeant Pink, looks like you'll be running this operation in light of Ripper's 'resignation', congratulations".
Shrugging after not hearing anything back from Rugal, Ferrous started looking for a room. Walking towards one door at random, Ferrous opened it. Looking around Ferrous noticed a suitcase on the bed.
"Oke, seems this one is taken"
Walking to another one Ferrous noticed that the next one had some kind of small hole in it.
"This place really needs some fixing" Ferrous said to himself before opening the door. Seeing some one there already "Whelp seems this one is already taken Ferrous said before backing out and finding afterwards one that was empty.
Taking of his prison clothes, Ferrous took a quick shower before putting on his normal clothing.
Changed, Ferrous walked towards the room with the TV and sat down next to Joey.
"So any hockey on? Ferrous asked.
The entire Prison was speechless, but not more so then Pink himself.
"t-t-thank you..." Pink stammered as he dumpped his papers on someone else and started to order around his former bullies.
Zeph began to calm down a bit. After the door had opened, which had given him a rush of adrenaline, he realized he needed to explain to Rugal why he needed to do this.
"I apologize for acting hasty earlier, but I really did know what I was doing. The most advantageous living arrangement for me right now would be in the basement, though I see your point in that there is at least some merit in waiting. I can wait, but I will not be prohibited. From what you've told me, this lab is top-notch, and eliminating the monsters in side as well as regaining this lab would be the best move at this time. I also miss being able to tinker around with weapons and such. There's so much potential for this area that I'm just astounded no one's cleared it out before. I'm either going in right now and clearing it out myself, or waiting a day or two until the rest of the gang can help me with my spring cleaning. It needs to be done. It doesn't matter how fearsome those monsters are."