3128/Troubled Research

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Troubled Research
Date of Scene: 11 November 2017
Location: Unknown
Synopsis: AMedical Research Facility that is being robbed is stopped by Johnny Storm and Gregory Stark with a little help from Crusader.
Cast of Characters: Crusader, Human Torch, Gregory Stark




Crusader has posed:
Since the invasion, Crime in some parts of the world have gone down and in othe rplaces up. The scenes having torn people apart as much as it brought them togeather. Metropolise having been one of the Hardest Hit place has recovered remarkably well - includeing the cties Research and Development centers, which has been going above and beyound to help bring the world back to a sense of normalcy.

A normalcy that was again about to be shattered. The alarms go off on Avenue of Tomorrow where a lead research center is now at the epicenter of getting robbed, in broad daylight no less. Either these crooks where new or surprisingly bold. Whatever the case sirens were already blareing as the research center as currently some dangerous diseases were being held there mid transport.

Human Torch has posed:
Johnny Storm is no vacation..casaully walking down the Avenue and looking for great selfie spots. Gotta promote that brand. And not being from Metropolis, the alarms don't get much of his attention, as he is on vacation cause that kind of stuff doesn't happen in New York (a bit of judgement) but when the loud sounds prevent him from concentrating on his selfie....then we have a problem. He yells out to no one in particular,

"Hey...HEEY...turn that down a bit."

As he turns his gaze in the direction of the noise.

Gregory Stark has posed:
     "I don't care what it takes, I want that research on my desk by morning." Gregory spoke into his glasses the hands free smart phone built into the mirrored shades allowing him to carry on an effortless conversation as he rode along in his bright white limousine. The limo itself is a 1962 Rolls-Royce Silver Cloud II, painted pure white, with all the modern conveniences one of Gregory's status would expect.

     In one hand as they roll along Gregory holds a glass of sparkling orange juice slowly sipping from the contents as he speaks. His world is one of calm bliss as he works through the daily grind of ordering around underlings and providing a bit of witty banter, in his opinion anyway, along the way.

     The limousine pulls to a stop out in front of the research lab as Gregory hangs up the phone with a simple tap to his temple. The wonders of modern technology. As he steps out he's expecting to be greeted by warm facades looking to impress him so that he might invest even more financial capitol into this little venture, yet instead he finds chaos, pure and simple chaos.

     Looking around Gregory takes one last sip from the glass in his hands before setting it back down into the specially designed cupholder. "And I was looking forward to a quiet evening." As his white gloves are adjusted the man himself slowly walking towards the sounds of panic and robery. "Alright who do I have to kill this time?" He jokes to himself as he gains a look across his face of disgust at the state of the place. Things are hardly up to his personal code here, and he has every intention of solving that little oversight.

Crusader has posed:
Yea, it wasn't going to quiet down anytime soon. Infact the very ground quackes and the chaos and panic begins to spread as people all around stumble to the ground and car alarms begin to go off. Of course all the comotion is comming from the one research center.

One of the few people not knocked over, is a large bearded man in jean overalls, work boots and a simple shirt. Bjorn looking around in seeming confusion musing "Well that be of the oddness" as he looks to where the comotion is comming from.
    Speaking of which, the building in front of Gregory...just get worst. An entire counter on fire no less is flung through the front of the building shattering the wall. It soars over Gregory head and towards where Johnny was about to crash into him
    In the meanwhile a dozen crooks spill onto the ground, guns out, seeming to be trying to cause even more chaos.

Human Torch has posed:
Johnny Storm was fortunately watching and he hits the deck immediately and being a man of much charisma he runs over towards the chaos, "Guys....guys....you really don't want to do this," he is yelling this as he comes running up.

"I mean, dude, what could be so important that you guys gotta break stuff.....come on guys." He says calmly.

Gregory Stark has posed:
     "None of that now." Gregory states calmly walking towards one of the goons while cracking his fingers. There's a long pause as he looks dead into the goons eyes before holding out his hand. A single finger is flicked into him with enough force to shatter concrete as Gregory calmly looks towards the next group of thugs.

     There's a genuine air of intimidation in the way he calmly goes about his business despite the chaos. Not even pausing for a moment as the counter goes soaring over his head ablaze in a ball of fire. His only focus locked right on the eyes of a younger thug who's bulked up beyond measure just the type of limb-breaker one would expect to play the muscle for a group like this.

     "I'm in no mood for this kind of activity." As he adjusts his tie with a free hand looking about from one group of heavily armed thugs to the next. "If you surrender now I'll only eliminate a few of you." Spoken from a position of authority as he lords over the criminals in his midst.

     His attention drifts over towards Storm as he pulls back his hand to adjust his tie. Despite the situation he has to make sure to keep up appearances and make certain he doesn't leave a bad impression for the stock-holders. "Lovely day isn't it?" He calls over towards Storm with a bit of a smile from behind those white mirrored sunglasses.

Crusader has posed:
The thugs look at each other a moment as they look at each other and back at Gregory. They weren't sure weather they should laugh or be afraid. SOme guy in a suit, acting like he the boss. They didn't quite seem afraid of the display of strength Gregory shown....that or perhaps they were more afraid of thier Boss than they were of him!

A deep but none the less womanly voice speaks out from inside the building "What you guys waitin for, shoot em up already, we ain't got all day!" and out walks a woman was was larger than some of the thugs here! She wore torn jeans and a simple tanktop with a picture of a yellow hand flipping the bird. She actually blows a bubble of bubble gum before it *POPS* clearl unworried. "Now move it" she was clearly in charge. On each of her arms were a pair of oversized guantlets that though crudely built seem sturdy enough.

Johnny question goes unanswered and Gregory warning unheaded as the goon now open fire on the civilian streets! And of course towards Gregory and Johnny. The only two that didn't was the man Gregory had taken out who now has broken bones, and the woman calling the shots.

Meanwhile Bjorn seeing the guns was trying to get people away before hand. As the bullets fly he covers a pair of citizens with his body, tanking the bullets there, but he can't be everywhere.

Human Torch has posed:
Johnny Storm hits the deck again and watches Gregory do his work, "It is a nice day. Great day for selfies..which is what I am trying to DO HERE!" he rolls on the ground to find some cover, like behind a over turned car and calls out,

"You guys won't like me when I am angry. Like the man in the suit said..surrender and we'll go easy on ya."

He grabs a little girl and drags her behind the car with him.

Gregory Stark has posed:
     "I see." Gregory states calmly at the reaction from the goons. It was never that easy, of course it couldn't be, if it was then there would be no challenge to it, no sportsmanship. Bullets ting and ping off of the blonde stark as he takes a few steps over the downed goon. His focus is on the men with the guns. "If that's how it is."

     Gregory cracks out his knuckles, before continuing his calm stride through the hail of gunfire. Shots ping off of his suit flying off in random directions implanting in the ground and in the walls around him. As he makes his way up to the first of the goons he grabs a firm hold of the gun barrel before bending it up and back so that the barrel faces the holder in a show of brute force. "I'll just have to take away your toys."

     Gregory doesn't much care for the civilian causalities occurring abound, for him this is more a situation of something he wants being taken away from him. That's the big motivator here, purely selfish. Even if somewhere in the back of his mind he enjoys the feeling of power, the rush of the bullets the slim chance someone out there might see him as the big hero of this whole situation.

     His brother wasn't the only one who could play the hero. His brother wasn't the only one who could get things done. His brother wasn't the only one who could save lives.

Crusader has posed:
The man he gun is bent backwards. Looks at the barrel, than at Gregory and back. He lets go of the gun and runs for it! Or would have if the woman didn't grab him "Oh no, you don't you still got fist, get in there" and she boots him past Gregory hard enough to go through the windows of the limosine. She didn't much care. "Alright boys keep up the good work. Got places to be, money to make." and she turns and begins whistling a tune as she begins walking UP the sidewalk hands behind her head holding a briefcase, the kind that is kept locked and safe for good reason.

The goons...where just distraction and kept up the hail of fire. As Gregory walked closer and closer more fire concentrated on him. This gave enough time for the parents of the gril Johnny saved to dash over grabbing their little girl thankfully, but remaining behind cover. Both of them had been scratched by a bullet or two but nothing life threatening.

Human Torch has posed:
Johnny Storm sighs and after handing the parents his card he hops on top of the car, "OK..guys...OK. Here I come and turning into his flam form he streaks into the air and then down at the goons. All bullets melting as they impact his corona.

Gregory Stark has posed:
     And that's where there's a problem. When the car gets damaged it goes from fun little wish fulfillment exercise to an actual problem. This wasn't just about some investment gregory wanted protected or even about civilian lives. No this was about one of the very few things his father ever gave him being damaged, and that hit a nerve.

     For a moment Gregory just stands there eye twitching as the gunfire blasts into him from all angles bounding off the surface of his skin. "You broke my window..." Then comes a bit of a grimace, as his lip twitches. "My father gave me that car..." There's a pause as he looks to the car before looking back towards the fleeing vileness.

     When he looks back there's an almost unnatural fire behind those baby blue eyes even visible through the mirrored shades. And then he's at a full on sprint through the goons with their guns, through the hail of gunfire and running into a full on tackle of the girl with the briefcase. All that's there in the moment is the fire, the anger, the repressed emotions of a child who rarely if ever felt the love of his parents he so firmly desired. This wasn't about saving people... this was personal.

     She wasn't just a criminal anymore, she was everything Gregory had repressed, everything he'd locked away, every little thing that had ground him down over the years to make him the callous, often heartless businessman he is today. He wasn't about to let her go without a few broken bones.

Crusader has posed:
The goons didn't try to stop Gregory - god-damn bullet proof heros, always messing things up! And breaking bones. Yea, they are just FINE with letting him run by, their boss can take care of herself, which would let them do what they were hired to do - Make Chaos
    Except now there is a flaming hero in the air. Their faces said it all "Double Crap" they now stopped shooting on the civilians and concentrated on the flamming ball of fire! Shot after shot simply melted away unaffect him! Some were begining to run low on bullets and it showed as the guns clicked but nothing came out. The chaos itself has caused a blockcade the police couldn't easiely bypass and were comming on foot, hence the slowness

As the vilniness heard Gregory comming, she smile. She knew she would strike a nerve. The rich boys always concetrate on their fancy smancy goods for one reason or another. She drops the briefcase as Gregory tackles her and rolls forward with it. She wasn't your everyday villian! She kicks Gregory off of her and cracks her guantlet. One last smile and she SLAMS those guantlet togeather letting loose a massive burst of concussive energy that shakes the ground, shatters windows and sends Gregory flying - Ladies and Gentlemen, meet BoomBurst!

Human Torch has posed:
Johnny Storm streaks in and around and between the goons grabbing guns..melting them and disarming everyone in general a a neck breaking pace. He, at the moment, doesn't attack anyone persay,

"Hey, guys you are so totally outclassed here, you should go on home fells, make sure you check my twitter and instagram," but then the concussive force hits even flipping johnny back in the a tens of feet. Finally landing on the ground he looks in the direction on the boom.

Sigh.

Crusader has posed:
yea, the goons were *definintly* outclassed, outgunned even if not out numbered. With theire guns gone and melted into smoldering rubble, they do what ANY sane person would do. They run, begin hightailing it out of their.

Meanwhile as Gregory is sent flying away she cups her guantlets to he mouth and calls out "C YEA Loser!!!!!!!" and with that she reaches down and grabs the briefcase. She doesn't even pay Johnny the time of day, as she slips into an alleyway.

Than comes the rumble of an engine....A car zips out of the alleyway is about to speed down the street. But as she attempts to...it like something had grabbed the rear of her car

Whatever it was was completely see through and resembled egg-whites. WHoever this being was seems to at least be trying to help.

Human Torch has posed:
Johnny Storm speeds to catch one of the goons and floating just in front of the guy he extend a hand to stop him, "Is that lady over there the reason that my day-cation has been interrupted? Hmm?"

He grabs his cell phone and turns it towards himself and the goon, "Smile," and click..selfie with said goon.

The turning towards and looking at the car sighing.

Crusader has posed:
The goon....actually gives two thumbs up and a wide smile as the pictue is taken. Goon or not, he was HIGHLY photogenic. Because even bad guys have to be good at *something*. That or perhaps he was just bit more sane than the other "Well what do you think hotshot?" okay so he still lacks manners. Its not a perfect world. He looks to the car and shimmies behind Johnny. Yea he ain't getting near THAT

Two more spikes of goo rises up and...peice the tires of the car breaking the whells. The smell of melted rubber fills the air, following by the sound of someone slamming their horns angrily. The carstops trying to move and the goo-entity flatters itself down as BoomBurst kicks the door open

"Alright, whoda hell messed up my ride" oh she was pissed right now. And the only hero she could see in sight was Johnny who she narrowed her eyes at. T

Human Torch has posed:
Johnny Storm throws a thumbs up at the boom chick

"Hey, Boom Chick, I am guessing that that briefcase is pretty important. I am going to have to ask you to hand it over and though I wish that I was the one who grabbed you car from all...the..way..over..here. I wasn't me. Duh."

"But this doesn't have to get messy right? You give it back or whatever, you pay for the sunglasses dudes broken window and we can call it a day. Whaddaya say?"

Crusader has posed:
BoomBurst laughs "Boom Chick? Oh now thats a good one!" she slaps her leg "Oh where you get that from?" she cracks his metal knuckles "Right right, well, your the only one I see to punch so...." she flashes another grin "You will have to do

And with that she grabs the car which...seems to combust into flames and FLINGS it at Johnny "Catch!!!" she exclaims hoping to bring down the fiery hero in one go! Of course, the fire won't have an affect on Johnny, but hey, if she is lucky it might just explode!

Human Torch has posed:
Johnny Storm Dodges.

"Hey, Boom Chick, listen. I don't wanna have to hurt you but,"

*BOOM* the car explodes behind him.

"Hey...hey..Boom Chick, this doesn't have to get messy OK. Just give me the goods and I won't rough you up OK? This is your last warning," he points as menacing as he can at the bad guy.

Crusader has posed:
The fiery debree falls to the ground several smaller explosions going off. "Oh, that is so sweet. Gotta give you a hand really" no really, she gives Johnny a round of applause. WHich sends now one big burst of concussive force, but multiple smaller burst of them at the flying hero intending to knock him to the ground.
    Whoever the invisible helper was...continues to work behind the scene. People seem to vainish into thin air, clearing the area she Jonny wouldn't have to worry to much. From the people who had been shot to those hiding such as the little girl that Johnny saved.

Human Torch has posed:
Johnny Storm is indeed knocked back and to the ground. But not really injured. He floats up just a little off the ground and shrugs, "OK. Have it your way,"

The Human Torch streaks towards Boom Burst pulling a hand back and throws a kenetically laden punch towards the lady. The hand grows into about a two foot fireball and gets pretty darn hot.

Crusader has posed:
BoomBurst faces the attack head on. She crosses her guantlets to defend herself! Considering the flamming counter and the exploding car it is no surprise that her guantlets are pretty durable and heat resistant. And much of the kinetic force behind the strike seems to be absorbed when it make impact with her gauntlets...though she still slides back a few feet and her guantlets are glowing red. Liekly there is only so much hear they could take.
    "Well, give you this small fry, your pretty strong!" She shakes off her arms and clenches her fists. She doubles down and than surger forward to hit Johnny with one of her guantlet fist, which needless to say if they make impact is likely to hurt a good deal!

Human Torch has posed:
Johnny Storm throws both hands in front of him as the fist approaches producing a wall of flame as a barrier the first hits that but the force sends Johnny tumbling back a great many feet.

Steadying himself in the air he says, "I see...those gloves are you thing hmm?"

Again putting both hands in front of him he sends a stream of flame at Boom Burst from mid air.

Crusader has posed:
Boomburst tries to dodge out of the way! He leg get caught on fire! She quickly stops drops and rolls real quick there before stumbling to her feet again! Her pants leg was partialy burned off and her skin there burnt as well, but she was handling herself well
    She grins, despite being in obviouse pain "Made em maself....course had to pilfer a few specialty parts!" she keeps moving doing her best to avoid the streams of fire, and retliate herself by punching her first towards Johnny in an attempt to knock him back down! But her strikes where always concentrated on deflecting the stream of fire, as she couldn't move as nimbly with her leg burned.

Human Torch has posed:
Johnny Storm takes a hit this time glancing his shoulder, it spins him a little and he takes off up into the air, straight up still spinning again trying to get control.

Shaking it off and rubbing his shoulder he remarks, "Ouch. That hurts, you could really hurt someone with those things.," then he mumurs to himself, "AH..that's probably the point."

"OK. I am really going to have to take you down," he points again..but with that arm a little hurt he ouchs then uses his other arm. With one arm extended he tosses a massive fireball at his opponent.

Crusader has posed:
BoomBurst eyes widen "Oh crap..." she says as Johnny hurls a massive fireball at her. Yea, she was tough, but she wasn't fireproof! And no way could she run fast enough to get away from that fireball either.
    Bu none the less she reacts quickly. She bring her hands apart and the guantlets glow red...as she than slams them togeather. The massive concussive force and the fireball hit each other. This sends her flying back agaist a wall and falling to the ground. The fireball itself dissappeates.
    But her guantlets? Well electricty sparked and arched off of them. And when she struggles to her feet and throws another punch...no concussive force accompanies it. Nothing happens. Seems her gauntlets were either pushed to the limit, or ran out of juice, one or the other!
    But if nothing else she is determined as she tries to hobble away.

Human Torch has posed:
Johnny Storm is also throw futher into the air end over end by the DBZ style projectile impact. End over end and further and further into the sky. When he again manages to steady himself it seems that the villian has moved out of his range of vision. He frowns and coming down to land softly he flames off and begins to rub his shoulder, "Ouch," he points the cops to the car that should still have the briefcase in it and quickly pulling out his phone tags the picture of himself and the goon.

#JSTORMSAVESTHEDAY

Crusader has posed:
The cops that arrived on scene quickly swarm the area. Particualry the location Johnny pointed to. WHatever was in that suitcase must have been massively important, as it took priority even before checking up on civilians!
    But none the less paramedics do arrive on scene and soon find the people who were safely hidden away. Cars are finally cleared away and firetrucks, police cars, ambulance, the works arrive in order to try sure everything goes alright. And much of the police crew fan out in search of the goons and their leader.
    Meanwhile, Johnny phone would recieve a strange text message from an unknown person showing a picture of the a car exploding behind him. A rather cool image - and taken straight from the fight! A little souvener photo from the day it seems