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#1  Edited By Gearo

Sticks the notes to an arrow and shoots Longshot in the kneecap.

He used to be an expert archer, till he took an explosive arrow in the knee.

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#2  Edited By Gearo

@.Longshot.: You're next archer.

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A lone shadow stood out on the top of the three story building, but no one seemed to notice him over the commotion below. Sirens were blazing and police officers had their weapons raised over their vehicles at the perp inside the gas station. The thief was yelling out his demands over the cries of the young woman in his arms. The figure on the roof extended his arm out from under his cloak, revealing the semi-automatic clutched in his hand. Within seconds, a shot rang out and everything seemed to freeze as the bullet reached its target. Suddenly, the city landscape vanished and X was left standing in the middle of the WAL holographic training room.

X-Factor was barely outside the room when the lab technician began lecturing him. “I’ve told three times now, you’re not supposed to kill the suspect.” X ignored him as he continued towards the hangers. The technician let out a sigh of annoyance and pinched the bridge of his nose as the droid flew off into the horizon. When he opened his eyes, he spotted another WAL’er and rushed up to her. “Miss Nova, can you help me with something?” He didn’t really wait for her response when he grabbed her by the arm in a gesture towards the hanger opening. “I’m having trouble with that X guy,” he stated as he handed her the iPad with the data on X. “He’s got one of the best scores on the team, the lowest amount of collateral damage, quickest times, yet he’s still ends up failing for killing the criminals. I’m sure I don’t need to remind you that the higher ups frown on killing suspects, so could you maybe convince him stop killing them?” He didn’t even give her a chance to say a word before thanking her and running off into the base.

In the dark alleys of San Francisco

X landed on the top of a building and watched as a thief ducked into the alley in front of him. Reaching into his bag, a greedy smile grew on his face as he pulled out a fist full of bills. X slowly pulled out his semi-automatic pistol and took aim at the crook. Seconds later, a shot rang through the air.

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#4  Edited By Gearo

Sorry. I hit create before I noticed it was missing.

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#5  Edited By Gearo

This is the OOC

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#6  Edited By Gearo

Before WAL can begin being a superhero team again, they need to measure their member's strengths, weaknesses, abilities, and methods. When one fails by technicality and is called out on it by a fellow WAL'er, the fuse will be lit. This is a match between Feral Nova and X-Factor (Gearo).

In the end...
In the end...
someone's gonna get burned
someone's gonna get burned
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#7  Edited By Gearo

Okay, whose up for a beat down from my mechanical bruiser?

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X leaned against the wall in the middle of the hallway and watched as the workers continued to fix up the base. He didn’t really want to be here, his time as a flashy superhero was well over and he knew that sooner or later, they’d see what he had become. There was only one thing, one single reason that he agreed to come back to the team of has-beens. Instant security clearance. With it, he could go into any of the thousands of top secret government bases and take whatever he needed to complete his plans.

Gearo!” He winced as he heard the high pitch squeal from the annoying fire goddess as she approached him. “That’s not my na…” he began when another ghost from his past came to haunt him. “Bolthead!” X-Factor turned his head in the other direction and saw Archeron Zarek, covered in an expensive, high-tech body armor, approach him. “I haven’t seen you since Washington!” X let out a chuckle as the memories of the little adventure returned to him. “That’s funny, considering you didn’t show up with all your new toys until after all the action was over,” he remarked as the two stopped close to him. “I want you two to get this little fact into that little waste of grey matter between your ears. I am not the little toy soldier who was at your beck and call anymore.” Though his voice didn’t give any emotion at all, there was still an icy cold feel to it that would send shivers down anyone’s spine. “You will either call me X or X-Factor and you will leave me alone unless I am called for a mission. You will not question my methods and you will not ask me for any technology or weapons. If you don’t do as I have asked, I will personally see that those who you care for most are killed…by your own hands. Spread the word.” With that, he straightened up and began to walk in the direction of the hangers, stopping only when he was side by side with his former friend. “Congratulations on your kid. He’ll be a fine addition to Zarek Wall of Shame, right next to his aunt and dad.” He then continued on, without looking back or caring to listen to the sci-fi slayer’s rebuttal.

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#9  Edited By Gearo

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Now stand back and tremble as you endure the torment of...my back story. BWAHAHAHAHAHA!

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#10  Edited By Gearo

Undisclosed location in the Marianas Trench

There wasn’t a single living thing inside the room, and only a small series of flashes show signs of any movement. A lone figure was working on a robotic body, working with a precision and speed only a machine could match. With the last piece falling into place, he closed the final panel and watched the outer shell began to mold itself into a perfect duplicate of its creator. The machine then got up and walked into a secret room behind a large metal cabinet. The creator walked away from the table and towards a set of computer monitors of various sizes. The screens lit up as he approached and proceeded to reveal stats and charts. He looked over the charts with cold, calculating eyes.

It seems I’ve done a little too much catching up,” he thought to himself as sat down in the small plastic lawn chair nearby. After his failure in the nexus of time a few weeks ago, X-Factor had spent all his time recovering the losses he had suffered. He had lost a total of eight bodies in an attempt to accomplish his goals early and instead was set back by several hours.   Now he was ahead of schedule by several weeks and had built 36 more bodies than he had lost. “Well, I guess it’s time to loot the surface for upgrades.” The computer screens went blank for a second, then began to have lists of possible devices for numerous upgrades scroll down them. He looked over them when he saw something. An image of the item and data about it began to scroll down it and he stared at it with a confused look. “This can’t be right. I’m sure I brought that with me after I destroyed my old lab. But my computer information is up to date, so I must have left it there.” With that, he stood up and began to walk towards the boom tube that opened the instant he got to his feet. 

In WAL Headquaters... (Yes, it still exists)

X took a couple of steps on the dusty floor as he began walking through the WAL base, the automatic lights barely flickering back to life as he moved through it. The cloak that covered his entire body from just below the nose down kicked small wisps of dust as he seemingly glided through his old home. It had felt like a lifetime since he had last been there, and he couldn’t help but feel nostalgic as he walked through the base. As he walked through the base, he couldn’t help but look at the portraits of the former members of WAL and remember the mission they had been on. It was when he reached one in particular that he stopped and stared at it. In the frame, still visible under a coat of dust, was a teenager, dressed completely in blue body armor. Small tufts of brown hair and the lower half of his face were the only parts left uncovered. A confident grin was on his face and his arms were folded over his chest, portraying and idea that he was truly invincible. X walked over to the frame and extended a hand out from beneath the cloak. Carefully, he rubbed the dust away with his thumb from the name plate at the bottom. When the name Gearo became visible, X couldn’t help but take a step back and let out a reluctant sigh as he looked back at his old portrait.

He’d been a hero once, he still was, to those who’d bothered to learn about X. He had joined during the last year of WAL’s existence and had become the team’s unofficial pet robot, at least in the eyes of the public. He had made many friends and was responsible for the advanced tech and pranks throughout WAL. Back then, only a few members knew that behind the smile and jokes, he was struggling to cope with the conflicts between his human mind and his robotic body.

X shook his head as he waved the memories away. “I’m not here for a trip down memory lane. I’ve got an invention to reclaim.” With that, he continued to walk through the halls until he came across a door labeled Laboratory/Gearo. He let out another sigh as the memories engulfed his thoughts again.

During the last few months he was a member of the team, he began to notice everyone was treating him differently. They began assigning the night shift monitor duty to him every night, left him behind as they went to special parties in their honor, and had even began to confuse him for the numerous cleaning robots that used to run throughout the base. The worst of it occurred when his best friend, Archeron Zarek, had forgotten the closest thing he’d had to a birthday. He left the team that day and began focusing on his dream.

X-Factor shook away the memories again as he opened the door and walk inside. Everything was exactly where he had left it, the broken beakers, scattered tools, and the busted computers. The screens flickered to life and dimly displayed through the dust his former insignia. As he continued further in, he saw a similar blue armor to what he had used to wear with a dried pool of blood and bone fragments. “Okay, I thought they’d at least come in here once after I left to clean this up,” he thought as he stepped over it carefully and proceeded to a segment of wall left bare. X knocked on it twice and the section of wall spun around to reveal an unoperational hibernation chamber with Gearo lying inside it. X put a hand on the glass door stared at the unaltered spare body as the memories came flooding back again.

Just before he had left, he had been working on a device that he theorized could turn him into a human. He had managed to succeed and was able to live a few months as a normal teenager living on his own. Then his past as Gearo had caught up with him and forced him to become a machine once again. He managed to kill his old time foe, General Anthony Krelboyne, but the confrontation changed him into who he was now, and what his goals were.

X was snapped back into reality by a noisy beep that rang through his ears. He looked around for the source, but when he couldn’t find it, he just shrugged and continued his search for his prize. Once he found the right wall panel, he opened it and began to grin. It turned out to be just a simple supercomputer, but underneath its keyboard, there was a small laser gun that looked like a kid’s toy. The droid put it in a holster on his hip and made his way out of the lab. He had just reached the teleporter room when the device activated on its own. X took a couple steps back as a group of people he’d thought he wouldn’t see again step into the base.