Beyond Normal

[Nightfire]

This is a super hero style rp, anyone may join as long as you don't god mod.

Name: Jackson Perish
Alias: Hollicost
Age: 18
Powers: Fire manipulation, creation, super strength (800lbs)
Appearance: Black leather jacket, blue jeans, combat boots, spiked wrist cuffs usual wares shades to hid his alarmingly red eyes. Slicked back brown hair.
Alignment: Villain

[Nightfire]

It was cold that afternoon on the streets of <insert Metropolis here>. A small snow storm had blown in, adding to the white banks that lined the streets.

The bank had been open for several hours now and had a few people waiting in line to speak with a teller.

A man wearing black shades and leather jacket entered the building, strangely with no snow on him. A security guard approached the young individual.

"I'm sorry young man, but you'll have to take off your sunglasses while in the bank."

"Fuck of old man." was the reply. The guard retched to grab the youth but the young man grabbed his arm, twisted it until there was a sickening snap. The injured guard yelled out in pain and fell to the floor. Then the young man pulled out a pistol and fired a few shots into the ceiling. Instantly everyone was on the floor.

"Well well, It seems your all familure with the drill." he said. He pointed to one of the tellers with his gun.

"You know whats next right?" he said, she ducked under her desk as the pistol was pointed at her. "So get me my money and don't forget to trip the silent alarm while your down thair. I would like to have some fun today."

[Drehmos Blaze]

Name: Jane Eliar
Alias: Obsidian
Age: 18
Powers: Shadow manipulation, creation, and walking.
Appearance: A short black leather skirt over tight blue jeans, a black shirt and a mini-jean jacket. Grey eyes that darken to pitch black when she uses her powers. Medium length black hair tied up in a high ponytail with a few bangs.
Alignment: Hero

[Drehmos Blaze]

"If you want fun you've robbed just the right bank..." A voice whispered from his shoulder. A shadow swept down his side and to a nearby wall, shaping itself into a feminine figure against it. A moment later, Obsidian walked from the darkness, smirking. "...'cause I'm about to give you all the fun you can handle, Holocaust." Her eyes dimmed to black and the room darkened noticeably.

[Nightfire]

Holocaust clicked his tongue at the shadowy woman.
"Why so angry baby? I can be a good guy for you" he winked at her lowering his shades just a bit.

[Drehmos Blaze]

"If I had a nickel for every time I've heard that line..." Obsidian sighed. "Are you gonna keep using that foul mouth to try and sweet talk me, or can I get busy knocking the teeth out of it?"

[Nightfire]

He tossed the gun aside. "I don't know if I can bring myself to kill such a sweet creature as you." smoke began to escape from his jacket, "but I always did love a challenge."

[Drehmos Blaze]

Obsidian smiled, showing fangs. "Enough talking. Let's see what you've got." She shot forward, becoming a blur of darkness, a shadowed afterimage, as she flowed behind him and laced darkness around his neck.

[Nightfire]

Holocaust burst with flames in all directions radiating outwards like an explostion, several hostages were caught in the blast and badly burned, if not outright killed.

"Necking? on the first date? Such a naughty girl you are!"

[Drehmos Blaze]

Bits of shadow hit the ground silently, looking like broken glass, then liquefied and pooled into a puddle from which Obsidian rose, panting slightly. "Not bad. I guess I'll have to try harder than that." She clapped her hands together and let out a sharp breath. Shadow pooled on the other side of Holocaust and a second Obsidian rose in precisely the same manner. They began to circle the fire-user. The shadows whispered into his mind, distracting him with tantalizing snippets and cruel accusations. "you never knew-always hated you-never wanted-saw it coming, did nothing..." The voices built and built until he could hardly hear anything else, and in that critical moment both Obsidians attacked. A blaze of shadow enveloped the man, cutting off any flames he may have emitted and then turning inward, slashing and beating at him with bladed appendages and rock-hard projections.

[Nightfire]

several slashes found there mark drawing blood. Fire flew from outside the circle inward to holocaust like an implosion.

[Drehmos Blaze]

Again the darkness shattered, bursting into shards that fell in silence. Four identical shadow walking girls rose from the floor, scowling. The voices had become quiet now, but he heard their whispering like a slight tinge of static on a forgotten television, hovering in the back of his mind, just behind his conscious thoughts. The four girls began to circle, this time waiting for Holocaust to make a move.

[Nightfire]

Holocaust crossed his arms and began to shake suddenly fire erupted from in a huge jet of flame that burned through the roof of the building when the fire died down Holocaust was gone.

[Drehmos Blaze]

The females stopped walking and waited, searching the shadows of the area with their singular mind, trying to find their absent opponent.

[Nightfire]

A great yell echoed from up through the hole, suddenly the entire building was engulfed with a massive fire ball blowing out windows and melting the stone of the structure, the unfortunate hostages were incinerated before they even knew what had happened.

Holocaust jumped off the roof, his body partly enveloped in flames. Panting hard, exausted from the effort of making the blast he cuckled just a bit.

"Such...a waist." he breathed.