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Post by Norman Osborn on Dec 11, 2010 5:49:53 GMT
Almost there, only a few moments more and he would have met his glider mid-flight. Norman nearly swore aloud when that accursed Spiderman popped up in front of him, muttering some kind of supposedly clever nonsense. Before the comment even completely registered in the Goblin's mind, his head snapped to the side, victimized by a vicious punch to the chin committed by that no-good dogooder.
For no specific reason, he felt a laugh bubbling up from inside of him as his opponent moved to pummeling his chest, forcing the laughing lunatic to take a step back. He would not fall victim to this infidel, so it was time to take action. Reaching for one of the wrists connected to a fist now shooting toward him, the Goblin suddenly let loose his cackle. "HAHAHAHAHAHA!" This would be over quick if his grab met with success. Upon grasping the spider's wrist, he meant to pull the hero straight into the elbow of the Goblin's free arm, which was already jabbing toward his throat.
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Post by Butterfly Kai on Dec 11, 2010 16:51:49 GMT
The black clad lady was down, due to the classy action of the big guy. Kai felt a small smirk appear on her lips as she noticed that the woman had hit her head hard on the pavement. Those batons of hers were special, and would surely be a big ticket item on the black market. Kai pulled on some rubber gloves that were in her bag, then opened the car door. She slunk over to the fallen woman, glancing at the costume battle, then carefully and stealthily took the batons from the woman. "These are definitely special," Kai muttered, making sure the electric current was cut off. She turned to leave, but glanced back at the fallen vigalante. I may not be a good guy, Kai thought. But I'm not heartless.... Kai checked her vitals, realizing she was still alive, and hastily returned to her hiding spot in the car, watching her.
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Post by Betty Brant on Dec 13, 2010 1:38:06 GMT
Head spinning, she collected her thoughts. Had her opponent jabbed her eye then hit her in the back of the head? No, no...the pavement had done that. How...pathetic. Hero meets demise as she trips over pieces of scrap metal.
Gritting her teeth, she looked at her surroundings and her hands, realizing the man must have made off with her batons; perfect. Letting loose a torrent of choice sailor words, she groggily made it to her feet; either the sirens were really close or her head was really pounding.
Still holding her head, she managed to stumble to a nearby alley, scooping up her belongings and taking off at a hobbling run; today was just too krappy of a day to add an arrest on top of it.
OOC: Betty...out!
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Post by Peter Parker on Dec 13, 2010 1:42:47 GMT
Whistling, his fist cut through the air, sure to land straight in the face of the Goblin, sure to knock that wicked, maniacal grin from his face.
Then, suddenly, it was caught in the creature's own grip. That was certainly new. Too stunned to even put up a proper counter, he found himself being jerked forward towards a nasty looking elbow sure to slam painfully into his throat. Barely managing to get his free hand up, he thrust his hand, open-palmed, up towards the Goblin's chest in an attempt to do two things.
One...break some ribs.
Two...slow the descent of that darned elbow.
For his throat's sake, Parker hoped he could do both.
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Post by Norman Osborn on Dec 13, 2010 16:56:18 GMT
Spiderman's blow was partially successful. It did indeed do some internal damage, but, as to be expected, not nearly as much as might be hoped, due to the chainmail underneath the Goblin's tunic. Additionally, it did offest the trajectory of the elbow while lessening the speed and therefore the force, and the blow only barely clipped the edge of Spiderman's neck.
Norman stumbled back, glaring at his opponent. However, his eyes shifted to the right where, finally, his glider was only moments away, and he launched into a stream of Goblin-y laughter. "Well, then, the best of luck to you. I don't know what you were trying to achieve, but I can only hope everything worked out. HA!" His glider swooped down in front of him and Norman hopped on. It began to ascend.
Taking a moment to look over his shoulder at where Stromm was lying, slowly struggling to rise to his feet, Norman stopped smiling. He needed to finish what he came here for. Tossing a pumpkin bomb in the direction of the damaged scientist, he sped off toward somewhere else.
[Exit Norman Osborn. Unless Spiderman wants to shoot some webs and stop his glider or something of the sort.]
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Post by Butterfly Kai on Dec 13, 2010 17:01:46 GMT
The Goblin was leaving, and threw a bomb at the fat guy on the ground. Kai knew she could nothing more out of this, so she scurried off, dodging between cars and bloody shrapnel, occasionally pausing to snatch a necklace or watch, but only ones that were easy to acquire. She snuck into an alley way, smirking as she realized this was a prime spot in the constantly moving black market. How convenient.
OOC: Exit Kai
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Post by Peter Parker on Dec 15, 2010 22:24:14 GMT
The brushing of Goblin's elbow didn't do any real damage, but the sting he felt after what little contact it made let him know that if it HAD connected, it might have been bye-bye Spidey! His open palmed hand struck Gobby and knocked him back, right to his glider. Great.
"Well, then, the best of luck to you. I don't know what you were trying to achieve, but I can only hope everything worked out. HA!"
Being the hero he was, he took this momentary stalling on the Goblin's part to leap forward and he would have caught his opponent had it not been for his next accursed action.
Mid-pounce his eyes caught sight of the thrown pumpkin bomb and he watched, helpless, as it soared toward the struggling body of Stromm. In one last, desperate ploy he shot out a strand of webbing, but missed the deadly projectile by woeful centimeters. Being where he was, the bomb did no damage and Parker easily rolled out from his flying leap.
Stromm, however, was not so lucky. A frown on his face, he could only gaze at the smoking, ruined patch of ground where he had once lay. Guess this was a victory for the Goblin today. Sirens were closing in and he heard the tires squeal as the additional cop cars flooded in.
Time for Spidey to exit.
*Spidey out*
OOC: RUSHED ENDING< will edit.
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