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ng_murderworld ([info]ng_murderworld) wrote in [info]marvel_nextgen,
@ 2010-01-25 18:42:00


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Current location:New Orleans, LA
Current mood: amused
Entry tags:antaeus, argo, inactive - alisa lebeau, inactive - entienne lebeau, inactive - lyta braddock-worthington, lady devil, nicholas salem, perenawska, plot-"welcome to murderworld", team - champions

It's the Greatest Show on Earth!
The van that turned down the street in front of the Champion's home looked like any other brown delivery truck. Black and gold letters painting it's side and a man in a uniform consisting of a hat, button-up shirt and shorts the same drab color of his van looking as bored as one could with his job. The van stopped just short of the former night club's entrance. The delivery driver turned around in his seat and rummaged around for the small package he had for the inhabitants.

Hopping out of his van, 10x10 box tucked under his arm, he headed to the door and rapped on it three times. Not waiting for an answer - there was no signature confirmation requested - he set it on the top step and went back to his van, signed off on his clipboard and started the vehicle up.

By the time the door to the old club opened, he was already driving away to carry on with the rest of his deliveries.

The brown cardboard box, ten inches by exactly ten inches was addressed to The Most Worthy 'Champion' and weighed perhaps three pounds at the most. There was no return address.


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[info]vicious_cycle
2010-01-28 04:07 am UTC (link)
"Sucker." the demon growls, extending a hand.

Gambit's bike takes on a life of its own. The wheels catch fire, the front twists into the Rider's shield, and at the moment he's about to throw, it lurches to life under its own control. The Rider's bike has been destroyed or dispelled before - he's the king of the road, and now that bike will do nicely.

He tries to spark the transformation before Gambit can get clear of his former bike, trying to place the robot underneath his own rain of cards.

Either way, seems they're both in the minefield now. This is going to hurt - but he bets it'll hurt the robot more than it does him.

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[info]ng_murderworld
2010-01-28 04:17 am UTC (link)
His ploy works. 'Gambit' cannot get clear of the motercycle because in reality, the robot is welded to it. It's legs connecting the two and not meant to part.

So the rain of cards hits it squarely even as the wires and servos along the torso of the robot are melted by the hellfire of the bike. The explosion destroys the remains, the bike existing and surviving perfectly fine under the reign of its new master while the charred and sparking chunks landed in a circle around the Rider.

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[info]vicious_cycle
2010-01-28 04:23 am UTC (link)
Nicholas dismisses the new bike when its done with its usefulness.
Ok, yes, technically this new one was the Rider's bike, it would suffice just fine.

But the Harley, transformed or not, is /his/ bike, and you do not mess with a man's bike.

He kicks Gambit's head and picks Alisa up from the wreckage, and continues his journey towards the next most innocent soul, homing in, and his progress taking him right past Ennie's trap, on the way to Lyta's. Right now, he's navigating purely on guilt and innocence.

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