Extraordinary Regularity

Logan casually strolled into the hallway, his hands in his pockets and a twisted smile still plastered on his face.
"Well, I'm glad you're having as much fun as I am. And guess what? There's plenty more where that came from."
He took a brief glance around the hallway, hearing a great deal of commotion going on. On one side was Matthew who seemed to be fighting a couple of Penton's guards. On the other side was a man who went by Father Michael, apparently. He seemed to be protecting Kitty from a pair of...giant cat robots, which was soon reduced to a single giant cat robot.

He was so distracted fighting with Penton that he hadn't even noticed most of this before. Now that he did, he could see a few problems coming up and that it might be best to settle all of this as quickly as possible. This man or demon or whatever he was turned out to be a lot more powerful than Logan expected and time was not on his side. He was honestly somewhat surprised at just how little actual damage he had done. With a sour look on his face like someone had just ruined his fun, he turned to Penton.
"I'm gonna let you in on something. If any of these idiots get themselves killed fighting your little minions, it's gonna cause problems for me. So as much as I hate to do it, I'm gonna offer you the deal of your life, Penton...and I do mean that literally. Call off your guards and cat robots and whatever else you've got up your sleeve and I'll let you run out of here with your tail between your legs. How's that sound?"

 

As the agents got back up, Matthew shouted. "Kids, HURRY UP!"
The processors were now practically melting from the amount of hacking they were undergoing, and a few computer screens completely smashed from the sheer input they were forced to transmit.
"Almost... there... daddy..." Sandra shouted, but her voice was strained. "Few... more... minutes... at least..."
Matthew looked over at Logan who was facing down Penton, but decided not to interrupt, for the moment. His attention was forced back to the agents, who advanced on him. He growled, baring his teeth, aware that he had maybe seconds before they -
They moved so fast he could barely even react in time, only managing to raise his arms in self-defense before a fist met his jaw. The impact staggered him and sent him to one knee, before hands grabbed his shoulder and slammed him into one of the processors. The heat was unbearable, and as a far more primitive instinct than Matthew could control shot through him, demanding he got away from the fire.
And in that moment, as the other agent went for him, Matthew reacted without thought, without reason, and without restraint.

His arm came up, and the flesh melted clean off. Beneath the flesh lay a layer of pitch-black skin, night incarnate. His arm looked like it had been dunked in an oil slick as it came up to his hand, that shriveled and peeled away to reveal a elegant yet wicked set of jagged talons emerging from long delicate ebony fingers, thin and precise like a pianist. At the same time, his teeth suddenly grew and broke out into thick gleaming fangs, and his eyes glowed a bright yellow, pupils long gone.
With a sound like the screeching of car tyres, his hand came up and INTO the incoming agent, spearing him through in five different places. A contemptuous flick sent the already-dead agent tumbling down the hallway, and as the second started to back off a single swipe took his head. All this happened in the space of eight seconds.

Matthew blinked, and shook himself. He got to his feet, feeling woozy. His arm stung, for reasons he couldn't explain. His hand felt... aching. He stared at the two agents, or what was left of them. His mind wondered what did that, but he decided to ignore it and go and help Kitty - maybe he could help them buy some more time.

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Bravado made some more notes. "Sir..." he said softly. "I'm sorry to say, but biologically speaking you are very dead. I'm sorry, Eldrich."

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"Without further ado, I bid you good day. We'll be in touch." Pawn walked away without a backwards look.

 

"Farewell then." Valencia said to the man's back. That had definitely been an... Unexpected encounter. Finishing her lunch, she stood and walked in the opposite direction that Pawn had gone. Her fingers toyed with the device in her pocket as she walked, contemplating the situation.

"What made you want that?" Violet asked in serious bewilderment.
"I honestly couldn't say..." Valencia began. "It just... came to me." She finished with a ashamed chuckle. Violet let out a sigh.
"You aren't going to fool me priestess. Our minds are the same, after all."
Valencia continued on in silence.

"Now then." She said calmly as she walked down the few stairs in to the garden level club. A smile touched her face and she felt her adrenaline begin to pump as her excitement grew.
Opening the door revealed the dark gloom of the basement. The glow from multiple TVs could be seen around the edges of hallways. Valencia walked to a certain hallway and opened the door. Inside the walls had been soundproofed and a set of couches had been arrayed to view a TV that had been set to take up an entire wall. The screen showed static and multiple silhouettes could be seen in the flickering light.

"Welcome Princess." A male voice said.
"Hello." Valencia said happily, taking off her jacket. The man took it from her and disappeared into the shadows of the room. A young woman who was shorter than her approached.
"Good evening, Tia." She said, embracing Valencia.
"Hello Luna." Vale replied. The two moved towards one of the nicer couches in the room, the one with the least amount of stains. They sat together there, cuddled into one of the armrests.

The static on the screen died and was replaced by a colorful image. A regal sounding voice began playing through the speakers.

"Once upon a time, in the land of Equestria. Two regal sisters..."

And thus the orgy began again.

 

Maisie stretched, slowly leaving the elevator as it reached the ground floor. She peacefully walked through the entrance, and made her way away from the building. Looks like people still couldn't just get along. Hopefully all this conflict wasn't so commonplace. She'd have to stay out of it's way.

About that coffee... She eventually crossed paths with a coffee shop. She walked in, ordered something, paid... Took a sip... And spat it back out. She muttered under her breath... "Wait... Ah' hate coffee." She grumbled. It's been so long since she'd had some. She sat still, folding her arms. Hrmmph...

 

Kitty rolled to the side, dodging the robot. With her claws out she was ready to strike. She lunged at the robot and landed on its back. She clawed at the back of its neck looking for any wires to pull out.

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At a coffee shop somewhere nearby, a person sat in the corner sipping a mug of coffee. They noticed a lady in a witch hat sit down and take a sip and spit it back out. A grim formed upon their face. They got up and walked over to the person. "Well, well, well... Lookie at what we have here." They picked up the persons hat and put it on their head. "Drinking coffee now are we? I thought you hated coffee."

 

Someone took her hat. Maisie's hat! Oh no! Her mouth was burned and her hat was gone!... Wait a minute... She blinked, looking this person up and down... And her eyes widened a bit... "Is... Is that you? It's been at least sixty..." Sixty whatsits? Who knows. She smiled though, standing up and looking up at them, folding her arms. Geeze. "Seems like I still haven't gotten any taller." She chuckled, looking up at her hat. "This town is full of wee surprises today." She grinned back cheerfully. Well, ain't this a nice little reunion?

 

Riley giggled. "You're damn straight it's me!" They tipped the hat up.
Name: Riley
Gender: ?????? (They are androgynous)
Age: 35
Powers: http://powerlisting.wikia.com/wiki/Chi_Manipulation & http://powerlisting.wikia.com/wiki/Technorganic_Physiology
Occupation: Ex-mercenary, Now Martial artist and monk.

Before Maisie stood a tall (6'4 to be exact!) person of androgynous gender. They had blonde hair tied up into a pony tail and tan skin. Around their neck was dog tags, that they kept as a memento. They wore a small red jacket over a black tank top and cargo pants with brown combat boots. Both of their arms and right leg were robotic. They patted Maisie on the head and gave her hat back. "It sure has been awhile. I've finally left the Monastery to set out on my own "adventure" I guess you could call it. Those Monks there sure did help me, I was surprised they even took a troubled ex-mercenary in. An ex-merc who got their limbs replaced after an explosion." Riley sighed. "It sure is good to see you again, Maisie. Enough about me though, Tell me what you have been up to in the past years."

 

Maisie laughed, bowing her head a bit, thankful for having her hat back on. "Oh you know. Turning people into toads, seducing lads and eating their souls..." She wasn't being serious. "In all honesty, nothing much. I met up with some bairns in one of those big fancy flats. Y'know, the really big ones... But, as usual, they end up getting themselves in trouble. I'm not one to meddle with that sort of thing." She shook her head, smiling a little bit. Hopefully Kitty was going to be alright. Seemed like Maisie didn't really care for learning much about the modern times. It wasn't of much use to her, to be honest. She was positive people thought Witches didn't even exist, anymore.

 

OOT: It has been a while. Sorry, Had like 4 birthdays this month. Had to go to everyone of them. Back now though.

Eldrich cocked his head towards Bravado. He slowly raised it back into place. He was awfully confused at him.

"Tell me, Friend, what year is it now if it naught 1579. I must know, for I not know the current year."

Roy was sitting down silently, and out of sight. He heard rumors that Penton industries was still alive and well and Michael and Roy were sent out to investigate such a claim. Roy already had Vincent out of his body, as he was part of his soul.

"Say Vincent." He reached his hand out for Vincent to grab it, it made communication easier and their bond was stronger than ever. "What do you make of all of this? We banished Penton how could he manage to come back if he did?"

Vincent responded. "Someone he knows could have performed a ritual. Someone close, or someone rich. There is a realm of possibilies Roy, do you think Michael will need help?'

"Unlikely Vincent, He has Archangel Michael watching over him, besides this is only recon work. He knows not to get into any trouble. Luckily we're out of range for Penton to notice us and he also doesn't have the resources to find us right now. Hopefully this death match ends soon."

Vincent nodded in agreement. Roy said one last thing. "Listen, Vincent. If he gets into any struggle I want you to protect Michael, make sure he gets out safe. It will also let Matt and Logan know we're back in town. Although they probably figured we were when they saw Michael."

 

Return Character!:

Name: Ryker

Abilities: Golden Touch, Spoon Manipulation, Entity creation, Absolute Killing, Malefic force manipulation, Bone manipulation, Weapon Creation, Berserker Physiology, molecular transportation. (I SWEAR MATT APPROVED.)
Age: 1 year older than he was before.

Ryker sat alone on a throne in Olympus, however he wasn't truly alone. "LISTEN HERE MAGGOT!" Was the voice that echoed in his head. "What is it Gunn?" Ryker said out loud, It looked like he was talking to himself but he wasn't. "I'M GONNA KICK YOUR ASS, MAGGOT!"

Ryker only smiled, Though Gunn offered no strength he always enjoyed his company. "What am I to do? Jedrek, Mikhail?" He was broken, alone, and was searching himself and his friends for answers. Jedrek said "Moping won't get you anywhere, Brother. I know you blame yourself for my death, but you must stop. You've been sitting here, doing nothing for the past week, barely eating, and exclusively drinking wine." Ryker knew it was true. "But Jedrek, If I was by your side in battle, you would be here today, I know you've always had my back. And I did too... but I wasn't there to defend." Jedrek sighed, His face was clearly distraught. "You must stop this brother, even if you were there I would have died. I died protecting you, I've told you this time and time again."

Mikhail raised over Jedrek's voice. "I know you still work with Penton, but as I am dead, I agree with your brother. You must get up and take action." Ryker, finally agreed to stop doing nothing, it's been a year of depression it slowly got worse. Until he was ready to break it. He finally left Olympus and released the Greek gods to rule there once again as he was the balance for a year.

He went to his old estate which now looked shabby and destroyed because of his old affiliations, citizens destroyed most of it, his hidden basement was unscathed. He walked down there and got on his computer. He immediately accessed the Penton industries intercom system. The cameras have since been changed so he had no visuals.

"Penton, If you're still alive. Call my phone, It is still activated, and it will allow me to remain in contact with you, I wish to rekindle our old friendship."

 

OOT: Scrapping my old character, got bored, moving on.

The man ran.
He tore through the streets and alleys with the desperation of someone being fleeing from Death itself. Every other path he came across was blocked by a large dog, forcing him to dart down an alley that took him further from safety. He never got a good look at the dogs, but even then he could tell there was something wrong with them, which just made them more terrifying.
Eventually, these beasts had forced him down a dead end, himself with his back pressed against the wall, his fingers clutching a large book he'd been carrying as he was corralled.
The beasts, as they could only be described as such, stood silently at the mouth of the alley, as the clacking of a cane against concrete came closer.

"This has been rather exciting." the man with the cane stated, "You know, I don't do this nearly as often as I should. Doing the leg work I mean. Have people for that nowadays. I believe it was 1834 the last time."
He looked at the man, who was currently shaking in terror. "Oh, my apologies. I seem to have forgotten why I had you chased down this dark alley. You have something that belongs to me."
The man held the book out, and began stammering before he was cut off.
"I can abide thieves. Thieves have their uses. Smart thieves are invaluable. Bad thieves are good distractions. But you? You're an average thief. Average thieves have the ability to do the deed, but never put the time aside to question whether they should. And tonight, my average friend, the answer was no."
Without even a second's hesitation, he raised his cane, and shot the thief in the head, before calmly lowering in again and retrieving the stolen book.
Seth walked back passed the beasts, uttering something in a dead dialect, which caused the creatures to begin devouring the thief's fresh corpse.

 

Instead of having been sitting in his dark cave and plotting world domination, Neptunus had gone out for a walk, using his cane to prop himself up, regardless of the fact that he didn't need it. His path had consisted of hiking down from his mountain, through the town, then hiking right back up - he needed to keep his body in shape without abusing his powers and stamina for petty things such as travel. As he was going by the Penton building, he noticed the lights on a floor suddenly go out, "Well well well, what is happening up there? This'll be fun to watch" he said aloud to no in particular. A few people looked at him and one even asked "Wha?" although he was gone before the word could be finished, his body exploding outwards into what initially seemed like photons yet upon closer inspection could be seen as hundreds of fireflies, all flying up to the aforementioned floor. One way or another, they found a way in and came together in a blinding flash of light as they all combined somewhere beside the overheating machinery, the heat not visibly bothering him. Once the light died down, he stood upright,
straightening his top hat with his left hand and holding himself up with his right hand on the diamond studded cane, "What- I say what is going on in here?!" After noticing all the fighting, he quickly held out his free hand, a small orb lightning up in it as he crushes it, a slight breeze passing over him and a Zone of Negation builds up around him at a metre radius. (For anyone not bothered in reading the pastebin, the Zone of Negation removes any type of magical ability excluding itself which enters.



Formalities:
Name - Neptunus 'Entropy' Error
Gender - Male
Age - 36

Basic Description:
Height - 5ft8
Weight - 210lbs
Skin - Light, fair skin,
Hair - Jet black, neat, short cut.
Eyes - Large, deep violet which stands out due to his skin.
Chin/Nose/Cheeks - Angular
Physique - He has a lean physique, slightly muscular
Special/Distinguishing Features - Has a short boxed beard as well as a sleeve tattoo going down his left arm composed of seemingly tribal markings.
Clothing - He is clothed by a white pinstripe suit, going down to trousers of the same style and black shoes. Upon his head he wears a white top hat. His top, outer blazer pocket on the left side contains a handkerchief whereas his lower right, outer pocket contains a chained pocket watch. On the left flap of his suit is also a trimmed red rose.

Personality:
Generally - Not really affected by the actions of others although the stupidity of the actions committed by those in charge tends to annoy him - he wants to change the course of leadership, but more on that later.
Likes - Plotting in his humble abode.
Dislikes - His plans to be altered at the last moment.
Relationships - Does anyone actually want to be anywhere near this guy for an extended period of time, nevertheless be with him?

Tools/Weaponory:
He has a golden cane with a diamond stud on the top. If the stud is rotated to the right, a blade sinks out of the bottom. The further the stud is twisted, the further the blade comes out. The cane itself, including the stud, is a metre and a half long, with the fully extended blade, it is measured at 2 metres long. The inside of the cane is made of a steel and carbon alloy. The gold has the word "Demon" inscribed upon the side.
Other than that he uses his scattering and Zones which can be lethal if used correctly.

Abilities:
Scattering - http://powerlisting.wikia.com/wiki/Scattering
Zone Control - He has the control over temporary Zones, each with a different effect, see http://pastebin.com/DEzaGSui for the current, full list of Zones.

 

Riley patted Maisie on the back and laughed. "You know.. I wouldn't be surprised if you did turn someone into a toad." Riley sighed. "Anyways, The smell of coffee here is getting to me, let's get out of here." Riley took Maisie by the hand and headed for the exit. "We still have a lot of catching up to do."

 

Maisie was a bit confused. It was totally fine, she thinks. She lightly held Riley's hand. Hmmm. She didn't know about social stuff. She hadn't been in a town for this long in many, many, MANY years. "Right. Where do you plan to go, then?" She pondered to him, looking around...

 

Matthew turned to the newcomer. "Oh... great."
He backed up, hoping to buy more time until the kids were done and covering his allies behind him. "And who are you?"

 

Neptunus quickly stuffed his free hand into his pocket, searching for something... Upon finding it, he thrust his hand out and towards Matthew, opening and releasing the contents of his hand at him. The contents being confetti and glitter. "I am Neptunus Error, although I tend to be called 'Entropy' for reasons you don't need to know. I am the soon-to-be leader and literal God of this planet! And as any good God would do, I have come to make sure the light in this building was working although now I see there is something much bigger going on. Anyone care to explain as well as your names?" His gaze sat on Matthew.

 

"I see."
Oh god, an egomaniac. Why do we always get the egomaniacs?
"It strikes me that, as a god, you have a lot more responsibilities than checking a building light. I'm Matthew, by the way." Behind him, the processors whirred and buzzed.
"And the explanation is extremely long winded and tiresome, and quite frankly it doesn't matter because we'll be out of here soon enough."

 

He nodded, "Well, in that case I'll do what I came to do and leave then."
Neptunus held out his free hand, another orb growing in it before he crushed it in his hand, his previous Zone collapsing as a wave of cool air flows all around, the Zone of Shifting surrounds the entire floor. Purely for effect, he tapped his cane onto the ground three times as all the lights came on. "Finally, light! Also, these computers feel like they're about to explode, whatever you've done to it, I'm going to clean it out a little." And with that, the computers started to cool - their function staying constant and unaltered yet they return to their previous state, health wise. "There we go. Now to watch what has been happening." He lifted his cane as a throne erupted from beneath him, allowing him to take a seat. The throne legs seemed to be flowing oil which seemed to gravitate in the same location without going up nor down. The seat of it made out of inter-crossing bones to weave a makeshift flat surface. The back and armrests also being made from bones with a final skull on the back, resting just above Neptunus' head as he sat upon the throne. His Zone then collapsed, leaving in its wake the previously mentioned changes which he quickly replaced with the Zone of Negation of which only encompassed him and his newly made throne.

 

Kitty kept clinging to the back of the robot. She noticed a strange man come into the building. While she was distracted, the robot shook her off of its back and threw her to the floor. "O-ouch.." The robot moved in and loomed over Kitty. "O-Oh... This is bad..."

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Riley pondered for a moment. "Hmmm..... Why not to the park? It should be a nice and quiet place for us to catch up more." They continued to drag Maisie around and headed for the park.