The Coffin Calls RP

The Coffin Calls

@_Executioner_

"Come now Ygor, we must collect the heart of a once strong man to complete my grandest creation."Lightning bolts crash and rain pours in a cemetery ripped straight from the pages of a gothic tragedy eternally retold, "Yes Master, collect the heart." Bats and rats infest the resting place of the dark departed lit only by a full moon, "The whether is right Ygor, The lord himself could not have picked better surroundings for the creation of man." Two men stand by a grave, one hunched over digging with a short shovel, dressed in rags and dirt, the other in a stylish long coat and round rim glasses stands over him, rubbing his hands together and laughing maniacally, "Tonight I create life where there is none, TONIGHT I BECOME GOD."

"Achem." They both turn around to see Angel perched on top of a tombstone overlooking the two of them, "Don't dig like that, You'll hurt your back." The mad doctor, angrily points his gun in Angel's direction, "DIE SIMPLETON, MERE MEN DO NOT STAND IN THE WAY OF GOD."The gun appears empty The Doctor continues to attempt to fire it at Angel, "Honestly Frankie, was Simcity not enough for you dude." Angel walks closer to the gun which he dismantled with Magic Moment, "Grave robbing is a pretty creepy hobby. It's quitting time buddy" He pats him on the shoulder and pushes him over, "Now run to your parents basement 'Doctor'." He falls to the floor and shuffles back before swiftly running away, "Run Ygor, this demon is beyond our mortal power.", "Demon?" Angel muttered to himself.

Angel continues through the Graveyard, remembering the ones he'd lost in the past, eventually stopping at a grave newly filled, he decided to pay his respects, he crouched by the newly filled grave, he noticed a name crudely carved on the tombstone, it was his name, his real name.

A voice bellows out loudly seemingly from broadcast system attached to the top of the church spire, it sounds forced, these are not the speakers words."Hello Angel, The balance will the restored, You should be dead and I should be paid, The Coffin Calls Angel."BANG* A shotgun blast out of the newly filled grave throwing Angel through the wall of the nearby crypt, "AAAHH" His Angel Armour absorbs the impact but he let his guard down and got hit hard because of it. Angel kept his eyes on the grave as the dirt began to part and mysterious hunter emerged draped with weapons and armour, wearing a metallic hockey mask. He pulls his shotgun out of the ground, he methodically paces towards Angel, "This should be fun." Angel says to himself.

@amazingangel:

$12,000,000 for the mad doctor.

The punk kid just ruined his bounty hunt for the night.

The Executioner broke out of the ground, soil cascading from his giant form as he stood from the fresh grave. He loomed over Angel like a statue, smoking gun in hand. Silence surrounded him - he did not speak a single word. Before tossing down the shotgun, he moved his neck and relaxed the muscles within it, sending a satisfying popping noise through them. Reaching over to the tombstone that once hung over his head, his biceps and triceps tensed as the ulnar and radial tendons and sinews strained in concert. Chipping some of the material, he managed to rip it out of the ground.

He held it with as much ease as a pillow now.

Almost angrily, he lobbed it towards the young hero's skull.

@_executioner_:

The colossal stranger stood over the top of Angel as he slowly shuffled back, he was cracking his neck and breathing loudly, holding a tombstone in his hands keeping his gaze on Angel with cold dead eyes, he stood silently until, THOOSH* Angel swiftly dodged out of the way as the behemoth threw the tombstone at Angel narrowly missing his head.

Angel rolls onto one knee and aims his gun at the hockey masked assasin, something is off about this place, the behemoth stays still as Angel keeps him in his sights, he wonders how to proceed, he knows he isn't much of a talker but maybe he'll listen. "Y'know big guy someone should have told you not to play catch with big rocks, someone should have also told you I don't play well with others." Angel fires a net out of his gun to distract the assassin and swiftly dashes, running across the wall carrying his staff in his right hand ready to swing it at the monster's skull.

@amazingangel:

As expected, the headstone missed its intended target. The Executioner did not really care. All that mattered was that he had the kid's attention now. Extending the deadly power claws on his left hand, he advanced slowly and meticulously. Like a predator hunting a small rodent. He sliced through the net as soon as it went airborne over his head. The finely-cut hole he made slipped over his lithe form. However, they hardly protected him from the staff cracking against his skullcap. The blow would have crushed a lesser man's head and popped out his eyeball.

The Psycho running through the Executioner's veins kept him from feeling such pain. Kept him from losing.

He fought back against the momentum of the strike, rising back up from his leaning-down position due to the ferocity of the attack. He looked into the Angel's eyes, his own bloodshot opticals glaring into the depths of the young hero's mentality. The void of anger and blood-greed washed over the Executioner as it must have then become evident to the rising star.

Attempting to slash through the staff and gut the Angel with his power claws was only the first step. Tearing him apart with a jaw strength of over 100,000 newtons was the next, and the one the Executioner looked forward to the most.

@_executioner_:

He cut quickly through the net as Angel had expected, what he didn't expect was him to take the staff shot to the noggin and not be out cold, Angel landed on his feet behind the behemoth, Angel waited for the giant to tumble over he swayed for a second falling against the wall, SLASH* The assassin quickly turned around using the momentum of the shot against him, slashing at Angel's staff, he obviously didn't know it was indestructible.

The sparks flew as the two objects met, with one hand he was overpowering Angel, he decided to use that power against him, Angel kicked at his legs, grabbing his arm and trying to force him over, Angel pulled his arm attempting to knock him off his feet.