Parahumans: the First Dawn

[Nisteth]

|Esaias|
|Parking Lot|

Her mind races as she tries to find solutions. Running won't be fast enough at this rate, that thing is going to catch up to us. Let's see... uh... Her question is almost immediately answered by Watson, and she lags behind a bit, grabbing his arm and dashing for her bike, setting them both down on the seat. "You might wanna hang on, this is going to get rough!" She grabs the formula as it is tossed to her, pocketing it as she revs the engine and pulls Watson's arms around her, then guns it, turning quickly out of the lot and shooting out the exit ahead of where they were all running, making a swift turn. "Quick, quick, give me something to throw! ANYTHING!" she shouts at Watson as they drive alongside the pack.

 

[GPuzzle]

|Simon|
|Parking Lot|

"Oh, great, someone has a plan!"

I grabbed Sarah's arm, jumped towards Jason's bike, and made a crucial mistake: I did not know how to drive a motorbike. Shouldn't be too different from a bycicle... I started it up as fast as I could, and drove away.

"Someone fire something at it! Don't worry about aim!"

 

[RJS]

[Old Docklands]

I collapse onto the floor, as the corpse finally loses all trace of life. The incident and fight replay themselves in my mind and three details stand out.

1. I just got attacked by a god damned corpse!
2. I have superpowers!?
3. There is NO way I can explain how the corpse has ended up with extra injuries several metres away from where it was found when I submit my report...

By all that's holy and unholy, today has gone to shit. I knew I should have stayed in bed and ignored the phone. I briefly consider the possibility that I'm dreaming, but the dull ache from the scrapes along my arms and legs convinces me otherwise. I pull myself into an upright position and consider my options. Full disclosure would get me put in a straitjacket, yet with Forensics in the area, a convincing lie would be difficult to construct.

As the different possibilities wrestled in my mind, the sound of something crashing into a building reaches my ears. I turn towards the direction of the noise; the elevated area near the start of the docks proper, but still classified within the Docklands. I leap to my feet and, as I do so, the radio clipped to my jacket, which must have come loose during the fight, falls off. Cursing, I run off without it. Who knows what's going on over there and, in the event of an emergency, I still have my mobile.

A few minutes later, I reach the source of the noise. A small wooden shack, with a fishmonger's sign above it, appeared to have been hit by something about the size of a motorbike. The impact had smashed a hole in the wall, but there was no sign of any vehicle debris. Cautious now, I attempt to form another shield from the mysterious energy that had enveloped my left hand, before moving to the door. I try the handle, but the door is locked. I take a step back, before pivoting and delivering an Ushiro Geri just above the door handle.

 

[Nisteth]

|Esaias|
|Parking Lot|

"THAT'S WHAT I'M TRYING TO DO, BUT I NEED SOMETHING TO THROW FIRST!" she shouts at them. While she waits for Watson, her mind races. Asphalt. What is asphalt weak to? Wear and tear, obviously, but come on... think! We gotta get rid of this guy, and fast - we don't want him hanging around long enough to call for help. Gee whizz, this is just my best day ever. I swear, I'm going to have to take some migraine pills after today.

"Any day now!"

 

[GPuzzle]

@RJS
[Old Docklands]

The door breaks open with the kick, the lock completely broken.

|Simon|
|Parking Lot|

"USE THE BIKE! JASON CAN REBUILD IT LATER!"

 

[xTordX]

|Tyler|
|Parking Lot|

"Esaias! Do you really think shattering it will work that well with asphalt? I don't know about you but at least I know that asphalt gets sticky when heated. Anyone has any idea how to heat this thing up?"

 

[pc_assassin]

|Jason|
|Parking Lot|
(OOC: I'm going to try 1st person)

I look around as Simon steals my bike. "Damn! First he hits me with a rock and now he leaves me stranded!" I say as I look for something, anything, to use as a weapon. Seeing a bank of power boxes I scrape all 4 as I run by hoping they would be useful. I continue running away glancing back to see if anything happened.

 

[Nisteth]

|Esaias|
|Parking Lot|
"Oh right, like that's going to work, cause then it'll just absorb attacks like nobody's business! Hopefully I don't have to toss Glade at that thing just to destroy it!" she shouts angrily at Tyler before looking at her bike. I really have to use my bike? But... it's my bike! I made it myself and everything... aw man, do I have to? With a groan of sentimental pain, she pulls out her hammer and smashes off one of the handles, using it to steer while it's still attached, and quickly placing her hand back on the other when it shatters off to keep the bike from crashing. "Ugh, this is the worst idea ever! At least this is a ghetto bullet!" She holds the handle to her side, almost like she was throwing a frisbee, letting the momentum charge.

 

[the_j485]

|Jack Porter|
|Street chase|
The behemoth followed behind, leaving a destroyed road surface behind him. While the others had all gotten motorbikes, James was using his vacuum waves to propel himself along the street, like a very fast, very long jump, with his hands pointed behind himself. Kind of like a less badass and dignified iron man, with no back or foot boosters. passing Jason, he had to focus to be able to move both of them at once with such speed. It could soon drain him.
Luckily, Jason had brushed past several power boxes, and they all clumped together, forming much faster this time into a quadrupedal, heavily-built piece of machinery, thundering along the street behind them, but gradually gaining. Once it had caught up with Jason, he unceremoniously dumped him onto the lumbering creatures back. One might liken it to a gorilla with bigger back legs in its movement, in that it wasn't terribly well-built for passengers, so Jason would have to hold on tight once on its back.
"Simon! Once Esaias opens fire at Alin, you have to aim for her! Just try and focus on it hitting him, that should do the trick!"

 

[GPuzzle]

|Simon|
|Street Chase|

"Alright! Sarah, take the handle!"

Trying to sneak my way to the back of the bike without falling off, I took a look at Esaias, counting the seconds until she'd release the handle.

 

[ThomazM]

|Esaias|
|Parking Lot|

Her mind races as she tries to find solutions. Running won't be fast enough at this rate, that thing is going to catch up to us. Let's see... uh... Her question is almost immediately answered by Watson, and she lags behind a bit, grabbing his arm and dashing for her bike, setting them both down on the seat. "You might wanna hang on, this is going to get rough!" She grabs the formula as it is tossed to her, pocketing it as she revs the engine and pulls Watson's arms around her, then guns it, turning quickly out of the lot and shooting out the exit ahead of where they were all running, making a swift turn. "Quick, quick, give me something to throw! ANYTHING!" she shouts at Watson as they drive alongside the pack.

|Christopher Watson|
|Parking Lot|

I will not allow my ever descending sanity to take over me. "Think, Watson. Think." I repeated to myself countless times, just watching as my pressure started to grow at exponential rates. I was so concentrated at my own thought that I almost didn't hear their plan develop, I didn't have anything with me at the moment, so it wasn't a option to just hand her something, I guess I'll just follow orders for now.

-"Just tell me when to jump.". -I said to Esaias, letting go of her torso, and holding onto the bike, creating myself an easy position to jump out whenever I need to.

 

[Nisteth]

|Esaias|
|Street Chase|

Time slows as adrenaline floods her bloodstream, and she counts each second that passes - at least the best she can with adrenaline - waiting until she hits the predetermined maximum. 12... 13... 14... Her pulse shoots as she hits 15, and all at once, she shouts "NOW!", and her brain practically disables almost all of her motor system, giving her arm all the strength and focus it can as she looses the bike handle, shooting at a speed so quick, Watson never even had a decimal percentage of a chance to jump up and deflect it. As it soars through the air at a ridiculous speed, her brain hopes it along that it manages to connect.

 

[GPuzzle]

|Simon|
|Street Chase|

That thing went stupidly fast. A blink and you'll miss it.

Thankfully I had been concentrating on it for the last few seconds. A little bit upwards, a little bit to the left... and the proto-rocket was heading towards the thing's head.

That's what I thought, at least.

 

[ThomazM]

|Esaias|
|Street Chase|

Time slows as adrenaline floods her bloodstream, and she counts each second that passes - at least the best she can with adrenaline - waiting until she hits the predetermined maximum. 12... 13... 14... Her pulse shoots as she hits 15, and all at once, she shouts "NOW!", and her brain practically disables almost all of her motor system, giving her arm all the strength and focus it can as she looses the bike handle, shooting at a speed so quick, Watson never even had a decimal percentage of a chance to jump up and deflect it. As it soars through the air at a ridiculous speed, her brain hopes it along that it manages to connect.

|Christopher Watson|
|Parking Lot|

My reaction time was always pretty good, surprisingly. Maybe so much time spent on that piano developed something in me, apart from learning where which note and chord is located. I watched carefully, while her jaw moved repeatedly, but slightly - she was counting, most likely. though I couldn't hear it, I was ready to jump at any given moment. Time started to move slowly as the words came out of her mouth: "Now!" She screamed. I dashed my body upwards, using the bike as a toehold, and stabilizing it as much as I could, I grabbed Esaias in the air, protecting her from the fall, letting the damage be taken by my back. After we were on the ground, I could see small patches of blood coming out of the back of my shirt. I gasped ever so slightly from the pain, but managed to ask:

-"Are you okay?"

 

[the_j485]

|Street Chase|
The handle bar flew at immense speed at the head of the asphalt man, and it hit, dead-centre, shattering it, and leaving the man spread-eagled on the ground, lifeless and still.
Meanwhile, Esaias and Christopher had fallen off their bike, James was tiring and slowing down, the constructed bike was now destructing, along with the gorilla construct, falling to pieces in the street beneath their riders.
Alin's body, headless, would seep into the tarmac once more, and disappear entirely, leaving not a trace of it.

 

[Strikingwolf]

|Glade|
|Street|

That was incredible. They had perfect teamwork...can we all work together like that? What could our other pairings be capable of...I walk over to the group. "You guys did well...Congrats, sorry I couldn't help...I froze again. This day isn't my favorite...But anyway what's the plan? If there are more of these people we have to do something about it"

 

[Nisteth]

|Esaias|
|Street Chase|

As she is suddenly pulled off the bike, adrenaline floods into her bloodstream, and she quickly shuts her eyes, expecting a severe pain. Her mind almost explodes with all sorts of questions, all going much too fast for her to even try to answer or comprehend them, but as they fall to the asphalt and roll due to the speed, her ending up on top of Watson, most of her questions end up being cut short, and as she opens her eyes, replaced almost entirely with embarrassment, as her entire train of thought seems to shift to the other side of the world.

"Uh... y-yeah, I'm... I'm fine." She rolls off of him with a bright red blush on her cheeks. Goawaygoawaygoaway I can't seem embarassed go away go away why isn't it going away!? Then, to get her mind off it, she shifts her attention to the now lifeless body of asphalt that seems to melt into the tarmac, and she smiles. "Well, looks like that's over." Esaias looks over to Glade and nods. "Trust me, I know that feeling. One of my inventions blew up today, then I got attacked, and now I'm suddenly part of some underground superhero organization... And it's fine, really. As for the plan, we should probably get to that lab as soon as we can." She reaches down and offers Watson a hand with a slight, kind smile.

 

[HeilMewTwo]

He didn't notice yet, but his hands' flesh started turning into metal slowly. From the looks of it, it was an iron-based metal. He could feel his hands getting heavier and heavier and heavier with every step he took.

And suddely he was violently pulled forward, his arms being the first thing to be pulled, by an invisible force, towards a fish shop on top of the Old Docklands, which Daniel came crashing into.

|Daniel|

Daniel slowly picked himself up and brushed himself off "What is this" Daniel thought to himself, "Well whatever it is, it seems like today will be even more fun than I thought." He started to smile, a smile that told of foreboding events to come, as he stared at his now metal hands. "Well at the very least this will make my work easier." He started to walk away from the shop, laughing at the shocked faces of the passerby's.

 

[ThomazM]

|Christopher Watson|
|Streets|

I watch as she rolls off of me, just hearing she was okay was already a huge relief. I sighed:

-"Good, go-" -I gasped harshly because of the pain, interrupting myself. I really don't think I broke anything, but the bruises were hurting like absolute hell. I extended my arm to my back - involuntarily soaking my palm with blood. -"This doesn't look too good". I tried laughing, but another small gasp came out.

I reached out to her with my other hand, which helped me get up. I gazed at fallen construct, smiling. I looked at Esaias.

-"Worth it, I guess". - I said, in a harsher voice than usual. My throat is getting a bit dry.

I glanced back at Glade, putting my clean hand in her shoulder.

-"You already did enough good for today". - I smiled in her direction.

I left go of her shoulder, wondering: Today was certainly a change of pace. I couldn't figure out if I was delighted, or just plainly confused and my brain just didn't process yet. I never was the adventurous type, not that I had many adventures to begin with, but the thought never crossed my mind, and that really says something about me. But this day, this day, a part of me wants to like it, to embrace it, I mean, I always dreamed of being useful: Why not now? This is the best opportunity I've ever gotten to help others, why discard it? I'm getting lost in thought again, aren't I? I sighed. Looking around, I exchanged glances with the people in the group, and said:

-"Well" -I focused my eyes on Tyler- "What about that lab of yours?" I gasped slightly, I still need to take care of these bruises.

 

[Nisteth]

|Esaias|
|Streets|

She blushes again as he looks at her, and she readjusts her hood in embarassment. Esaias keeps flinching every time he gasps, almost like something bad was about to happen - but then he seemingly shrugs it off. "Alright, you know what, lemme take a look at that." She doesn't waste any time and spins him around so she has a proper view of his back, and ends up gasping herself as she looks at the wounds torn into his back. "...well, it's a good thing that we're at a hospital... but we don't have any time to waste! Ugh... Tyler, you smart enough to have any medical supplies at this lab of yours? He actually might bleed out enough to go unconscious at this rate... lucky I know a thing or two about biology and medical stuff..." Esaias rolls her eyes as she applies what pressure she can to the wound in his back. "I swear if this turns out just to be a stupid attempt by some boy to romance me, and not an actual attempt at saving me, I'm going to rip off your bandages prematurely for a laugh."