Log:Impossible Challenge - Scene 7

Impossible Challenge 2009/01/26 	 Imaginary Girl Brute Howl Halcyon Spirit Wasp Olivia 1

Colonial Heights
Of all Colonial Bay's neighborhoods, only Bayside can rival Colonial Heights in wealth, and none come close it in prestige: from the summit of the city's only hill the rich and powerful have looked down on the less fortunate from the earliest days of settlement. Even now elegant houses in old style Colonial architecture give the area a historic East Coast feel, and none are grander than those on Colonial Heights Boulevard, which descends gently west from the summit of the hill through a tunnel made by the interlacing limbs of venerable trees; in the fall the is alive with color, and at night the tunnel is illuminated from with by antique streetlamps. Lower on the hill the homes are not quite as splendid, and there are even some townhouses in the southeast, but even these are too expensive for most.

The ground shakes as a monstrous figure break upwards through the roadway. 'Brute' is comprised from rugged stone by appearance, nearly seven feet tall and as wide across the shoulders. He roars and beats his chest with stoney fists making a sound like the thudding of a giant drum. "Who faces the challenge of Brute! Or shall I amuse myself by demolishing this school?"

Imaginary Girl just happens to be flying along on patrol as she so often is... eyes widening as she sees Brute come up through the road... and then so loudly threaten the school and those in it... she doesn't even bother to reply other than by diving down at him.

Brute spots Imaginary Girl as she flies towards him and braces for impact as his head tilts up to laugh at her. As he turns to more fully face in her direction the T4H logo painted on his chest can be seen.

Imaginary Girl swoops down as if to punch at Brute, leading with one fist... but changes her angle of attack at the last moment as she grabs his shoulder, letting her momentum spin her around to behind him. Her feet not even touching the ground, as he's so much larger than she is, Imaginary Girl wraps her arms around him as best she can and applies her strength, squeezing hard as she can to entrap him and keep him from going anywhere. "You're not hurting /anyone/ in that school!", she says, grunting with the effort of her actions.

Brute grunts as Imaginary Girl grabs and squeezes. He's surprised to actually feel it. A dangerous light of berserk rage flares in his eyes for a moment but is controlled.

Brute shrugs his stoney muscles to dislodge Imaginary Girl from her grip.

Brute roars with frustrated anger as he fails to break free from Imgainary Girl's arms.

Grunting as she struggles (and for now succeeds) to hold onto Brute, Imaginary Girl says, "If you want to fight, I'll give you a fight... but NOT here where people can get hurt! Somewhere where no innocent bystander's gonna get hurt, and you'll get a nice, fair fight outta me!"

Brute laughs.

Brute says, "You fight and I won't damage the school. You run away and I destroy it."

Imaginary Girl says, "I won't run away. I'll give you a straight-up fight, but I don't want to do it here."

Brute frowns but remembers that is allowed in the challenge. "Where?"

Imaginary Girl releases her hold on him and floats back a bit. "We got a deal? A good, straightup, fair fight... where it'll be just us so bystanders won't have a chance to get hurt?", she offers, putting her hands on her hips.

Brute nods. "Okay. Where?" he asks flexing his muscles at a couple of scared bystanders.

"You're being nice enough to agree to it, so I'll let you suggest someplace if you want... and I'll even carry you there, if you want", Imaginary Girl suggests.

Brute thinks, "Do we have to stay in the city?" he wonders out aloud.

"Nah... I could fly us to the moon, if that's where you wanted to go", Imaginary Girl says, a little more relaxed, now that she's managed to avert any threat to civilians in the area. "Just as long as there's no people around."

"And, whoever wins, I'll fly you back here if you wnat, or wherever you wanna go after, too", Imaginary Girl adds. "Long as it's a fair fight."

Brute roars angrily, "You try to trick me. Try to kill me. You think I too stupid to know moon has no air!"

"Nah... I'm not trying to trick you. Just letting you know that I can fly you anywhere you wanted to go", is Imaginary Girl's reply.

Brute manages again to control his anger.

Hands on her hips, Imaginary Girl says, "Why would I wanna /kill/ you, anyway? I don't have the right to make that kinda decision."

Brute says, "This is your city. You say where. I don't know any places suitable in city. Don't know if rules allow going outside city."

"Can you handle fighting in the desert, maybe? We could go to the sahara...? Or maybe down in the antarctic? ... or find a nice, big open place in the wilderness somewhere...?", Imaginary Girl says, tossing out ideas. "Long as it's not near a place where people can get hurt, I'm okay with it."

"Do you know the rules? Will it count outside the city?" Brute asks. "We get paid to win challenge. If fight doesn't count we won't get paid."

"I don't really know much about the rules. I don't see why taking it outside the city'd make it not count", Imaginary Girl says, pursing her lips. "But it'd be bad if you didn't get paid if that's how you make your money, right?", she adds, hands still on her hips. "Maybe at the big football stadium? Long as it's empty and we try not to break stuff while we fight, too? Oh... you want me to call a friend in case one or both of us gets hurt, so he can fix is up after, too? I'd tell him that he's not allowed to help, though, 'cause that wouldn't be fair at all, and I think you want a fair fight, am I right?"

Brute laughs, "YOU not hurt ME!" he boasts, conveniently forgetting how your squeeze affected him. Then he gets a cunning look on his face. "Football Stadium get damaged and someone has to repair it. Find place where damage doesn't matter. Building to be knocked down."

"People could still get hurt if a building came falling down", Imaginary Girl says, pursing her lips. "Wanna just fly around with me and look for a good place?", she suggests, holding out a hand as if in invitation to come for a ride.

Brute scowls, "Fly? So you can fly me to the moon and kill me. No. No more delay. You fight. Fight now. Fight here."

"I won't fly you to the moon... that'd be cheating, and killing's wrong. I just wanna have a good, fair fight where no one'll get hurt, is all", Imaginary Girl says. "Cheating's just plain wrong, anyway."

"Anyway... if you don't wanna fly with me, we can walk and look for a good place, too."

Brute steps over to a parked car. "Fight here. Fight now. Or I destroy everything in street."

Imaginary Girl pouts. "You already agreed to a change in venue", she says, crossing her arms. "You break that agreement, and you forfeit."

Brute grins, as much as he can with an unresponsive stoney face. Marching up to the gates of a elegant estate that has to be in the millions of dollars real estate value he presses the intercom buzzer. "You inside the house. Get out. I need to use it." He turns back to Imaginary Girl. "Here. Place with no people. Soon there be no people anyway."

"You're gonna break all their stuff that way, though. We can find a better place... maybe that big field next to the highway on the north side of town?", Imaginary Girl suggests, hooking a thumb over her shoulders. "By the way... 'Brute' is a /really/ cool name. If I were a big, strong guy, that'd /totally/ be the kinda name I'd wanna call myself", she says. "You're way strong, too, so it totally fits, even!"

Brute simply rips the gates out of the wall and starts marching up the drive towards the house. "When you ready to fight come up to the house. If it's still there by then."

"You just broke the rules! I didn't say this was a good place to fight!", Imaginary Girl complains, hands on her hips.... and goes in to grab Brute, again.

Imaginary Girl swoops in after complaining, and grabs hold of Brute from behind, once more squeezing on him as hard as she can in an attempt to keep him from wrecking private property and possibly hurting innocents.

Brute growls and with Imaginary Girl on his back runs backwards as fast as he can at the estate boundary wall.

The wall is nowhere near strong enough to resist the Brute's strength and bursts outwards in a spray of bricks and powdered morter.

Imaginary Girl grunts at the impact... and then zooms up into the air, taking Brute with her as she hits supersonic speed to get up many, many kilometers into the sky, a good thousand kilometers, and then some, away from their starting point - out over middle of the Atlantic Ocean. "I really think you don't want to fight your way free of me from way up here, do ya?", she says to him. "Sides... you think I can't catch you before you hit the ground and just take you higher, anyway? You oughta give up while you /can/ give up", she says, in a cold voice. "I've already put one bad guy into space and left him floating... you wanna be number two?"

There's a sonic BOOM as Imaginary Girl and Brute hit trans-sonic speeds in a track across the city from Colonial Heights, high price housing center of the city, over to the shore line and then out into the ocean. Windows shatter for almost a mile from the epicenter of the flightline. People scream and hold their ears as the powerful wavefront sweeps across them. Most are deafened of hours. Some, closest to the point

Brute screams in fear, "I give up. Don't drop me. I can't swim!"

"You coulda just helped me pick a good place to fight... and you coulda had a FAIR fight, Brute", Imaginary Girl says, coldly, as she turns around to fly back towards the city. "Now I had to go and get all super-fast on you and probably broke lots and lots and lots of windows because you played dirty and people might've even got hurt because of it. I thought you were, maybe, kinda a nice guy... but now I know you're just a bad guy and a cheater", she says, accusingly.

There's barely been time for the police to respond to a thousand or more home security alarms going off in the Colonial Height's area.

 Car Two-Seven, are you there? What was that? Has the city been nuked?

Spirit lands, and looks around. "What the heck happened here?"

Wasp comes flying out from the school, through the empty frame of what was a window, to see what that incredibly destructive noise was. She is deafened by the sound.

Imaginary Girl flies over the city with her 'cargo'. "You hear all the alarms you made happen?", she asks of Brute. "That's all /your/ fault, 'cause you had to try and cheat and be a big meanie!", she says... just before tossing him down into the city's landfill.

Wasp waves to Spirit, points to her ears and shakes her head.

Spirit waves to Wasp, and raises a hand, causing some writing to appear in midair. < What happened here? >

Every pane of glass in sight is shattered. Cars close to where Imaginary girl took off have been overturned.

Wasp shakes her head. Pulling out her PDA she types - Was in class. Windows shattered. Huge bang. Just got here. - and holds it up for Spirit to see, as she assumes he may also be deafened.

Olivia comes along having jogged a bit when she heard all the noise. She smoothes out her skirt once she gets here though.

Howl steps down from the maglev and looks at the devastation. "Hell of a party."

Spirit nods. He creates more writing, which hovers in midair, like strings of light < I can hear just fine. I wasn't right nearby, thankfully. >

Wasp nods to Spirit, "I'm as deaf as a doorpost."

Spirit nods. < I'm sure most around here are. Sounded like a sonic boom. There a new speedster in town? >

Wasp turns slowing in the air as she hovers looking in horror at the destruction.

Imaginary Girl flies into the area, after dropping the trash off at the landfill, looking like she's all but in tears about what she sees.

Wasp thinks, "Something like this happened a couple of days ago. I don't know the story behind that though."

Howl strikes up a cigarette as he walks through the devastation. Grass crunches under his foot. "Fun, fun."

For those who can hear, police sirens are audible in the distance.

Spirit nods to Wasp, creating more writing, < It reminds me of the destruction outside the place where the showdown happened with that bunny. But there was a exploding device involved there. >

The news of the ruckus brings Halcyon, who figures maybe she can have some kind of helpful effect on the situation. She isn't sure how yet, but it never hurts to try! She melds out of a shadow with her parasol to shield her from the sun.

Spirit chuckles to himself, and adds as more floating writing, < Of course...I was out for much of that fight. >

Wasp says, "There's enough damage here. Look at it! But no burning or anything. No smoking hole in the ground."

Howl tips his hat towards Halcyon. "Howdy little lady. I think we missed the show."

Spirit waves to the new people arriving. Olivia, Howl, and Halcyon.

Wasp starts flying to the overturned cars righting them and checking if any have people inside them. Fortunately most were parked and empty.

A nod on Halcyon's part to Howl, a wave in reply to Spirit, and a quizzical look on her when she sees Wasp.

Imaginary Girl looks horrified as she floats along the street at all the damage... and turns to fly up into the air and away, already in tears.

Wasp waves to Imaginary Girl expecting she is also coming to help with the incident, whatever it was.

Spirit notices IG finally, and waves just as she starts to turn upward. "Hmm."

Howl watches as Imaginary Girl flies away. "Huh." He takes a drag. "Might have to get her some more donuts."

The police sirens are getting louder.

Halcyon emerges into view near Wasp, whom she offers a wave toward and a friendly grin.

Wasp waves back.

Words form for Wasp, courtesy of Halcyon's finer control over shadows: 'Did you see what happened?'

Wasp shakes her head, "No. I was in class and all of a sudden there was this massive boom. Deafened me and blew out every window in the school."

'You're doing well in the face of it' Halcyon responds encouragingly. 'I hope it isn't permanent for you.' The small girl looks puzzled. 'Do you think it overturned the cars or was that something else?'

"Strange." Howl remarks upon hearing Wasp's description of the event.

Wasp shrugs, "I don't know. There's no sign of any normal kind of bomb. No smoking hole. Just a lot of.. well, blast damage?"

Howl nods. "Not impossible." He replies, possibly not realizing that Wasp is deaf, or not caring.

Police and paramedics are arriving now. Statements are taken but nobody seems to have been on hand to actually witness the cause.

Wasp goes around checking on everyone who was hurt by flying glass, ruptured eardrums, etc. She pats them consolingly, shakes hands with some who want to do so with the Wasp like figure, and moves on. Not realizing that behind her she is leaving a queue of people healing rapidly from their injuries.

Howl finds a bench and sits, looking out over the devastation. "Only one who knows for sure is IG." Wasp returns to school when it seems she can do nothing else useful, only to find school is being suspended for the day as nearly every student and teacher is deafened.