Vampires in Ventura
Posted 08 November 2012 - 08:44 PM
Posted 08 November 2012 - 08:49 PM
Posted 08 November 2012 - 08:56 PM
" Well now that we took care of that. How about we have Ghost Rider interrogate the damn beast. I'm sure a taste of hellfire would get him talking."
Posted 09 November 2012 - 12:04 AM
"Easy. Dont get bent out of shape. I was just giving you a hard time. Seriously though, sometimes simply knocking someone out isnt enough to get the job done."
"I'm a girl because I don't want to kill people? It's that kinda thinking that makes villains."
"I only need myself, Warpath but thank you.", Piotr remarked as he lifted the vampire up single handily and made his way for the jet.
Posted 09 November 2012 - 10:38 AM
A punch from Nova shut him up. "Colossus? By all means, feel free to get started."
Posted 09 November 2012 - 11:18 AM
Posted 09 November 2012 - 03:19 PM
Colossus essential took hold of the Vampire's right arm with his left... and began to twist it in place, effectively rotating it to the point connective tissues would rip and tear and groaning would be heard from the bones... "Will you share?"
If he didn't... he'd suddenly jam the arm backwards, effectively reversing the orientation of the arm in relation to the elbow. What was once forward was now backward... "This doesn't have to continue."
Posted 09 November 2012 - 03:24 PM
Posted 09 November 2012 - 03:29 PM
And he began to pull the arm, outward from the body... Popping noises emanated forth alongside further ripping and tearing as he first dislocated and proceed to literally pull the arm off - though slowly so one could see connective tissues, vessels, and muscles partially connected sporadically...
"My offer still stands.", Colossus affirmed for the vampire. If he didn't take it... he'd rip the arm off clear and toss it out the back of the Quinjet.
Posted 09 November 2012 - 03:31 PM
Posted 09 November 2012 - 03:49 PM
The ethereal flame washed over what few vampires were still among the living in the bar, the ones who'd been beaten by the softer members of the team, ensuring their slow, painful deaths at the hands of the mystical blaze, along with the eventual destruction of the nightclub as the flame inevitably spread.
With that, he exited the bar, his form shifting back to that of Johnny Blaze as he caught up with his teammates.
Posted 09 November 2012 - 04:32 PM
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Posted 09 November 2012 - 05:24 PM
As the group did, they would be met by the sight of a relatively large number of vampires...having snuck up on them as given being hunters of the night...as for Frost, he was at the front of the group, one foot over one of the dead SHIELD pilots, his hand grasping the other by the throat, his neck missing a chunk of flesh.
Frost smirked, the crimson red blood around his face making it unsettling. "Looking for me?"
Posted 09 November 2012 - 05:28 PM
He'd lift his arms up in preparation for the fight that was to come, his battle stance - "I'll cover the small fry. You get Frost.", he mentioned to his comrades.
Posted 09 November 2012 - 05:33 PM
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