The SuperHero RPG
Not registered? Sign-up now and role-play as your created character!

Become a legend and write your own legacy to leave behind. Become the hero. Become the villain. See yourself as a protector of the innocent or be an evil tyrant. Wreak havoc and bring chaos to our world or stop those who cause it. You are in control of your own destiny. You can be the villain, or the hero. Choose your fate.

NOTE: Any name that is taken can be made available, so long as the account is inactive or no longer being used!

ALSO: Check your PM Box after you've registered and successfully signed in!

Switch Accounts

Log in

I forgot my password

Latest topics
» Hell and Consequences [Alert]
The Pantheon ruin I_icon_minitimeToday at 6:53 pm by Hyperion

» To Cause Trouble
The Pantheon ruin I_icon_minitimeToday at 9:29 am by SicilianDragon

» The Oni
The Pantheon ruin I_icon_minitimeToday at 7:58 am by inquisitor

» Prowlerknight
The Pantheon ruin I_icon_minitimeToday at 7:57 am by inquisitor

» Kasondra
The Pantheon ruin I_icon_minitimeToday at 7:48 am by inquisitor

» Isamu Saito
The Pantheon ruin I_icon_minitimeToday at 7:46 am by inquisitor

» Sovereign Siren (Alurea)
The Pantheon ruin I_icon_minitimeToday at 7:46 am by inquisitor

» Blighted Tides [Alert]
The Pantheon ruin I_icon_minitimeYesterday at 6:30 am by ProwlerKnight

» Paint the Town Red
The Pantheon ruin I_icon_minitimeYesterday at 12:16 am by Demonhunter

» Trial by Fire
The Pantheon ruin I_icon_minitimeJuly 17th 2024, 4:43 am by ProwlerKnight

» [ALERT Side-Story] Home Is Where The (Undying) Heart Is [Invites Closed]
The Pantheon ruin I_icon_minitimeJuly 17th 2024, 4:26 am by Cynical_Aspie

» Devil in the details
The Pantheon ruin I_icon_minitimeJuly 16th 2024, 6:00 pm by Tiʼamat

Word Count

Shrink your Links!
Enter a long URL to make it tiny:
Language 2: Swearing is generally permitted. However, the language cannot be used to severely abuse.
Sexual Content 2: Sexual content is permitted. References and writing about genitalia and sex acts are permitted, but explicit detail is not. Fade to black, or use the dotdotdot rule. (Let's keep it PG-13.)
Violence 2: Graphic violence is permitted. Explicit description or in-game narration violence is allowed.

Despite these ratings, keep in mind that there is a limit, and you should not cross it just to garner attention. Also, resorting to curse words is also like adding senseless fluff to your posts.
Some rights reserved. This forum, and all of it's content, is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-NoDerivs 3.0 Unported License
Discord Server
Superhero RPG does not own any content written or distributed by Marvel or DC Comics. All of the content referencing to Marvel or DC belongs to its rightful owners. Superhero RPG does not claim rights to any materials used such as Comic Book, Movie, or Video game character images.
Superhero RPG does retain the rights to any and all posts made by the original authors that are a part of SuperheroRPG.
Copyright © 2008-2024 by Chellizard, Spirit Corgi, Atlas, and Pain. All rights reserved. No part of this website may be reproduced or transmitted in any form without the written permission of the author or the Site Owners.

The Pantheon ruin

View previous topic View next topic Go down

The Pantheon ruin Empty The Pantheon ruin

Post by Cerek July 12th 2017, 10:56 pm

Cebra looked in one corner of the aged concrete room, there stood some ugly lookin thick forehead goon tall as a grizzly. Looking over in the other corner almost like a fuckin Mario bro was another goon, taller and a bit lanky but still with a dull grim look. In front of Cebra stood Jean-Franco, the almost comedic sized boss of the two lugs looking over Cebra. Cebra himself was bound with shackles to an uncomfortable yet sturdy wooden chair, clearly he was being held there against his will. But how could simple iron shackles hold a high grade metal and energy manipulating cyborg like Cebra? Well the answer might be the device a few rooms away in the warehouse emitting a frequency blocking communication between him and his cybernetics. He was effectively human in this state and frankly was not too fond of it at all... the interrogation continued

"The list you fucking punk, that's all I want you understand?... Then you can go."

"I told you it doesn't exist you rat face asshole."

The man grabs a pair of brass knuckles slowly putting them on and rolling his sleeves up.

"You know when I heard that the Blacksmith, Cebra Ulkenne was in New York well... I just had to know why. Then to hear rumor that you were chasing down the Pantheon list? That was insane, really I gotta say. Even I thought that was just a myth before you came looking."

"I told you I'm not looking for shit! Let me go before I decide to carve you like a turkey!"

The man punches Cebra hard throwing his head to the side, Cebra growls a bit.

"You... ooooooohhhhhh I'm going to literally skin you alive for that."

The man hits Cebra again and again over and over in the face until he starts to spit up blood.

"Now you listen to me Tin man, I've heard better lies from more honest people. I dont wanna hear your bullshit. Now I dont give a shit what kinda hero you like to play back in Seattle or Canada whatever. This is New York and you aint shit here, think you're the only cyberwhatsit freak I've seen? How do you think I knew how to disable your abilities friend?"

"Get fucked you skinny Marlon Brando wannabe."

"Alright I got time we can talk aaaaaaaalllllllllllllll night heh."

Five hours later Cebra lay on the floor still bound to his chair bloody, bruised and looking like absolute shit. It was clear from the injuries the two goons at Jean-Franco's side helped with the interrogation. In the dark and silence Cebra tried to figure a way free of his shackles and how to disable that machine stopping his powers. He also started to understand why other beings in the super game took on partners and apprentices. Cebra was usually alone and solitary at that, he didn't have faith other people with powers would be as competent or willing to do the things he did. He also hated the idea of someone dying for or because of him. The dark of the room crept into his mind becoming a sense of hopelessness, on top of that the Pantheon list was real and now others knew about it. This had the potential to be a disaster for the entire western world. Cebra down in the deepest caverns of his mind prayed that someone would come help him, anyone really.

Mega Poster!
Mega Poster!

Status :

Quote : Ho ho ho to the bottle I go! To heal my heart and drown my woes

Warnings : 0 Warnings
Number of posts : 621
Location : Montreal QC
Humor : In good balance
Registration date : 2017-03-20

Back to top Go down

View previous topic View next topic Back to top

- Similar topics

Permissions in this forum:
You cannot reply to topics in this forum