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Post by alyson on Feb 14, 2009 14:21:43 GMT -5
February 7th
Alyson suddenly appeared in a confined place, bombarded by a strong smell of well she didn’t need to describe the smell but it was really foul. She overlooked the smell in her teleport but at least it confirmed she had found the right place for what she was looking for and all she had to do was play it cool. A smirk crept into the corner of her mouth as she thought about what lay out the door and then there it was, screams of terror from passengers as certain realisms were made.
She heard heavy thumping on the walls as someone came closer and closer and then the door Alyson was behind, it rattled against the force being used and then she knew she would have to play the part well. Alyson cleared her throat and just allowed herself to fall into the part, “Oh my God! Please don’t hurt me! I’ll…..I’ll unlock the door just….do…don’t hurt me” It was pathetic but she knew the rest of them, the hostages out there were biting the nails, shaking in the boots and even wetting the pants and that was just the adults, the kids, they would be mortified.
A hand turned the knob on the door and immediately the door was pulled open by whoever was on the other side, Alyson applying the tears, the shakes as she pretended to be all terrified of the big nasty and really she wasn’t. “Please, don’t hurt me, I have money….if that is what…..just take it, here!” Al tossed money, her purse at the person without making eye contact, without giving anything away about herself.
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Post by usersun796 on Feb 14, 2009 14:35:09 GMT -5
Rayne grinned she was happy she decided to fly today. She knew that taking control of a airplane was a little much but she was bored and the passengers were annoying her. She slowly stood up and made her way to a stewardess. Clearing her throat she gave the woman a small smile. " Hello there mam I was wondering if I could have another coke." She watched as the woman was about to say something. Rayne looked at the woman. " Hold that thought."
Rayne grinned then phased her hand into the woman's body slowly moving her hand to the the woman's heart. " Never mind I'll help myself." Rayne trusted her hand though the woman. Watching as her eyes slowly dim she grinned and slowly phased her hand out of the woman and opened her soda. She laughed as she heard screams of terror starting she raised an eyebrow when she heard a loud scream of a woman. She made her way to the door and opened it.
She looked at the small scared women and yanked her out of the compartment. Her hand gripping on to the woman tightly. " Well ,Well what do you have here."
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Post by jason on Feb 14, 2009 14:40:02 GMT -5
“Zkurvysyn” Jason said out loud as he watched the scene unfold in front of him. The plane was being taken over by terrorists. Wait, they had to be terrorists right? Terrorists took over planes not ordinary human beings. Unless they were villains. Jason really didn’t know how to react in his mind at this current situation – for know he would just assume these people were terrorists.
Jason had dealt with terrorists back in Iraq. If these people were indeed terrorists, he had to act like he was in a panic. He wasn’t good at panicking. He shrugged his shoulders back. “Okay, uh...so uh this is like another 9/11?” That was the most stupid thing he had ever said. Of course this was probably like 9/11 expect this was in February. It didn’t quite make sense, but when did terrorism ever make any sense.
“Uh-oh” He managed to say under his breath as he looked at his hands. The nervousness of his sweaty palms was making sparks. “Debil” He muttered again as he placed his hands in his coat pocket. Hoping no people had seen the sparks coming out of his hands – if so this would be very bad and Jason didn’t that to be the case.
Debil = Idiot in Czech
Zkurvysyn = Motherfucker in Czech
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Post by stephenadams on Feb 14, 2009 14:57:01 GMT -5
Stephen teleported into the cockpit of the plane, looking around to see if there was anyone there. There was the pilot and copilot, who kept their eyes dead in front of them, and a guy with a gun, who was staring at Stephen.
The man moved the gun to point it at stephen but he lifted his hand up and the man flew backward. Stephen smiled, he had Telekinesis as well.
Stephen walked into the passenger ares, looking around for other terrorists or whatever. He hoped he had other abilities that could help him. So far he had telelportation and telekinesis. Hopefully that would be enough.
Stephen pulled out the picture he had drawn a few weeks ago, it showed a picture of this plane flying down into the ground, and everyone in it dieing. Stephen believed their were some good people on this plane, or at least innocent ones, and he wasn't gonna let them die.
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Post by alyson on Feb 14, 2009 16:19:38 GMT -5
A yelp left her ruby lips as her arm was yanked, her body being forcefully pulled from the toilet and normally she wouldn’t even tolerate that sort of action but she was really buying into the whole hostage scenario just for her own goals. She sniffed up, tears running down her cheeks, “Please, I don’t know what you want but….ju…just let me go ok?” Al was majorly whining, she was being a brat and trying to play the part almost a little too well but if they bought it then hey, great! It was definitely someone she was going to be looking up later, this woman that seemed to have some special skill of bullying someone and Alyson really didn’t like being pulled around like that.
She could hear screaming, whimpering and some definite crying from the coach area and her eyes drifted momentarily from the woman holding her strongly, too strongly to the passenger seated area and then back, “I….what are you doing in there?” The stuttering added the effect of her feeling panicked but really she wasn’t in the least bit scared, she knew she couldn’t be hurt and that was the best part of this, she could watch and pick out what she wanted and what she didn’t, like a catalogue of abilities.
[Tag Rayne]
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Post by steve on Feb 14, 2009 16:25:15 GMT -5
Coach
John and his two main lackeys, Edward and Erik walked into the passenger area. Alyson and Stephen were most likely here and he wanted to try and recruit them to his cause.
John turned and saw Stephen entering from the cockpit, "Hello Stephen, long time no see."
John held his taser and gun in each hand, ready to use them if nessasery.
"This the mimicker boss?" Edward said in his stupid voice.
"Cource it is stupid." Erik replied, smacking his brother in the back of the head.
John looked at his two lackeys, they talked way to much for thir own good, though Erik at least said things that weren't stupid.
[tag: Jason and Stephen]
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Post by usersun796 on Feb 14, 2009 16:30:26 GMT -5
Rayne sighed this woman was starting to annoy her. She started regretting even grabbing her. She yanked the woman in front of her squeezing her arm tightly. " K your mouth needs to stop moving. " Rayne hated people when they panicked it was loud and highly unnecessary in her opinion. She slowly looked back too the passengers. She could see the fear in there faces she was loving it. She looked down at the woman who's heart she ripped out she could see the blood slowly starting to form around the woman she didn't care though.
She looked back at the woman who was still talking Rayne sighed her eyes snapping back at the woman. " Me I am just having a little fun. Causing a little Chaos you know fun stuff. She slowly grabbed the woman's head slowly directing her eyes to the woman dead on the floor. " See that woman I ripped her heart out. So if you don't shut up soon I will gladly do the same to you. Rayne slowly phased her hand though the door beside her hoping the woman would get her point.
[ Tag Alyson]
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Post by jason on Feb 14, 2009 16:46:09 GMT -5
Jason was just sitting his seat, hoping that no one would notice him. Of course, what was the point in wanting to be invisible, when he knew damn well, that people would be staring at his ass? He bit down on the inside of his cheek when all of sudden he saw a few random people showing up. “Dear god” He muttered to himself. He then took his hands out of his pocket and noticed that the sparks had finally disappeared.
He then looked up and saw this one randomly person come out of the cockpit and then three people starting to talk with this person – this was awkward. Jason hated awkward. He just sighed and decided to just look dumb, not saying a word that would possibly work. Of course, villains or terrorists weren’t that dumb or were they!?
[Tag: Stephen and John]
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Post by maiwolf on Feb 14, 2009 16:48:32 GMT -5
CoachIt was Gabriel's fault she was on this plane. It was Gabriel's fault she was here in the first place. Hell, it was Gabriel's fault for a lot of things. But, for once, Riley wasn't complaining. She liked flying, and she liked flying in air planes. She loved flying in air planes, partly because there wasn't the risk of letting yor fingers slip and falling thousands of feet to your death. Yes, she was talking about that one time when Brennan had made her fall. He had caught her, but she had disliked him ever since.
So, Riley was very ready to take off. She had her DS (accompanied with a couple Pokemon games), and her iPod, and she had gum, though she rarely needed it. She was sitting in coach because of Gabriel. Somehow he'd gotten it so that she could sit in coach for free. Maybe he'd killed someone to get it. 'Huh,' Riley said, flipping on the DS, 'oh well, I like it in Coach.'
Then it started. It started. The hijacking. And the plane was on the ground. The ground, for heaven's sake! She unstrapped the stupid seat belt that they made the passengers wear and peeked her head out. She could see the non-coach seats beyond the opening, and something was going on there. 'Stupid terrorists.' She thought, and pushed a piece of bubble gum into her mouth. 'Couldn't they wait until the plane's taken off?'
Riley, completely not caring, sat back in her seat and started to play Pokemon Diamond. She loved Pokemon.
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Post by alyson on Feb 14, 2009 16:58:55 GMT -5
It was all good, this woman was really falling for the watery eyes and the blabbing on and on in fear, she could really make some money as an actress if she wasn’t so devoted to her need. Her arm was really sore as the woman twisted it around, applying a little pressure as she was told to button her mouth in the non polite manner and even supplied a visual aid as a fair warning of the consequences. Now that was intriguing, how did she pull someone’s heart out because well it was impossible without the qualifications of a doctor and the tools of such a profession?
“I…I’ll shut up….just don’t do that to me” Alyson closed her mouth, bit down on her lip and pretended to be the cooperative hostage while all the time she was staring at the body, blooded and then back to the woman holding her captive and she knew that she was definitely going to have to do her own invasive examination of a certain organ later and it may have something to do with the fact that she saw the woman’s hand phase through solid matter like a ghost, really cool ability.
[Tag Rayne]
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Post by stephenadams on Feb 14, 2009 17:06:16 GMT -5
Stephen looked toward the three men that had walked into the passenger area. He reconised one of them as the person from his first day of Super Hero High.
"You!" Stephen said, "What are you doing here?"
Stephen was ready to throw the three men out of the plane. The only reason he hadn't was he wasn't sure what they were doing here.
Stephen then noticed a girl standing up out of her seat and looking into the normal passenger area. He wondered why she wasn't freaking out like the rest of the passengers. It really amazed him.
[Tag: John, Jason, Riley]
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Post by General Admin on Feb 14, 2009 17:07:58 GMT -5
“Rule #1 of taking hostages in an airplane: wait till the fucking airplane is in the air” Sylar snapped as he came from the back of the airplane. He hated working with amateurs they were idiots. He shook his head back and took out a gun. Yes, Sylar had a gun – like he really needed one and how the hell he got it past TSA was even a bigger shock. TSA agents were very stupid – people were idiots.
Sylar had sent Riley on an airplane because he didn’t want her to even be around him anymore. They had finally got over the stalker thing and he had paid for her airplane fair back home to Costa Verde, hopefully she was on that damn airplane and already out of his life. Sure the kid was a good person to have, but she was very odd and sometimes adults just needed their personally space.
As he walked down the aisle he spotted a familiar blond and sighed. That’s a good one Sylar thought to himself. He had to pick the airplane in which Riley was on. Elle was so going to kick his ass. Oh well He thought again to himself as he walked past Riley hoping she didn’t see him as he went and sat down next to Jason, pointing a gun at his head. “Captain” He said a bit sarcastically, “You’re going to kill those two pilots and fly the plane” He instructed Jason to do “Or I’ll pull the trigger” He said with a smirk.
[Tag: Jason, Riley, John and Stephen]
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Post by usersun796 on Feb 14, 2009 17:13:43 GMT -5
Rayne shook her head wrapping her hands around the woman's hair she pulled back hard. Pulling her head closer to Rayne's . " Thought I told you to shut up. Your still moving your mouth." Rayne wanted to hurt this woman. She was annoying her and just acting pathetic. True she was finally silent but that was after she spoke a few more words. She didn't understand why people didn't listen the first time they were told something. Things would go so much more easier if people just listened instead of talking back.
Closing her eyes Rayne took a deep breathe. She would need to get rid of this woman soon. She was just causing an added hindrance to her having fun on the plane. She wondered how she would get rid of her. Maybe she would phase her body half way though something. Or just use her martial art skills and kick her sorry skinny ass. She started to wonder what else was going on in the plane. She knew people wouldn't be freak out as badly as they were if it was just her. Just who else decided to crash her little party.
[tag Alyson]
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Post by alyson on Feb 14, 2009 17:26:54 GMT -5
Alyson let out a load yelp of pain as she felt her hair being tugged back, her head responding in an attempt to lower the pain ratio a tad but really she needed to play it cool and not flip out at this minor discomfort. She felt like she should just rid herself of this attachment on her hair but she opted to continue playing it cool and see what happens because really, she couldn’t be hurt, she could just teleport the hell in space and time whenever she wanted so this chick really had nothing on her…except her hair right now.
Rather than replying, she kept her mouth sealed, she didn’t want to show any of her hands right now, this was play the good little hostage part and then just watch as things unfold but first thing was first, she needed to get herself back into the main coach and see what else fate had dropped on her lap for a little evasive surgery. Since she couldn’t speak, she just kept herself ridged and waited to be pushed along back into the main focal area for this really dumb attempt at hijacking a grounded plane. She would just have to meet the brains of the operation and see what his or her deal was. It was almost laughable if she wasn't being so collected in her hostage persona.
[Tag Rayne]
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Post by steve on Feb 14, 2009 17:28:24 GMT -5
John looked at Stephen, who seemed to be upset that he was there.
"What's the matter Stephen? Didn't ya miss me?" John said with a laugh.
"I don't think he missed you boss." Edward said.
"Shut up will ya!?" John said to Edward.
John really wished Edward wasn't so stupid. His life would be so much easier if Ed was capable of intelligent thought.
John noticed a man walked into the area. John thought the man was familiar, and rememebred why instantly, this was the man that John had spent much of his child life observing, hoping that he wouldn't come into his city.
It was Sylar. John didn't know what he should do. He would at least have to get Stephen to help him to stand a chance against Sylar. Though Stephen wasn't as experienced as Sylar was.
[Tag: Jason, Riley, Sylar, stephen]
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