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New Vindicators, Chapter 1137

Post by Michuru81 » Tue Sep 27, 2011 2:07 pm

Chapter: XXXVII: Old Man
Even after Doctor Fischer terminated the Wreck Room program, Prodigy had kept fighting. It had taken the remaining fighters to take him down: the Cold Detective had worked with Eiron, Greystone, Mezzanine and Ursa to reverse the transformation. Through it all, Sentry realized that what Greystone and Maze had said was true: Anne’s abilities were almost identical to his…

Watching her fight, the android was in awe of the cannon her arm unfolded into. It was his first time seeing it from the outside—watching as the the skin proved to be nothing more than plates on an intricate system of hinges that folded back to reveal a metal frame supporting lenses designed to weaponize light.

Like her male counterpart, Mezzanine appeared to be stronger and more durable than the average human—aspects owed to the metal frame that served as a skeletal system. What damage she did take from Prodigy’s wild attacks was restored as quickly as it was received: her body worked to frantically repair itself after each successful hit.

Thanks to her efforts, the young heroes were victorious in liberating the boy from the mask’s influence. Sentry had so many questions for her—so many things about himself he yearned to know—but before he could ask, the headmistress of the Vienna school appeared, followed by those who had helmed this competition.

The headmistress chewed out Mister Noble and Mister Bradley for even authorizing the battle. Like deer caught in the headlights, the students of two schools were paralyzed to do anything but stand and watch.

Finally, the woman dismissed her faculty and addressed the Americans. She welcomed them to the school and apologized for such an induction. She asked her students to escort their guests to the cafeteria where a feast of a luncheon awaited them all.

Sergio hurried to the locker room and changed in a rush; he was anxious to talk to Anne—to find out what she knew about who he really was or where he came from. While the other boys were still changing, he dropped the borrowed uniform where he had procured it and hurried out of the room and into the hall.

Gregaro was already here; as he did not wear a uniform, he had nothing to change out of. Though the two nodded to each other, they did not exchange words. Gregaro was a solitary person—more so since their battle with the Damned—and Sergio was not interested in passing the time talking to him: he only wanted to talk to Anne.

He did not have to wait long for the female android to emerge from the girl’s locker room. She moved to walk past him and stopped only when he moved to bar her path. “Salutations,” the dark haired girl intoned apathetically.

“Hi,” he said, offering out his hand. If he had a heart, it would have been beating faster. “I’m Sergio.”

“My name is Anne,” she said.

“I know,” he said. “I wanted to talk to you. I think you can help me…”

“I will do whatever I can to assist you.”

At first, he hesitated. It was unsettling how indolent she was compared to him; Anne acted like every robot in every bad sci-fi movie he had seen. Still, no matter how unsettling the girl was, Sergio’s desire to know who he was banished all vacillation from him. Extending his right arm out, the American commanded it to transform into a cannon resembling the one she had employed in fighting Prodigy; Anne showed no surprise. “I’m just like you,” he said. “The thing is, I don’t know who I am or where I come from. I didn’t have anything to go on until I met you. I… I think that whoever built you built me too.”

Anne shook her head. “I apologize, but I am the only model my father has constructed. While I grant you that the similarities between our arms are astonishing, it is impossible that my father built you.”

“Your father?” Sergio thought to what Greystone had said back in the Wreck Room. “Mister Newton, right? Jack asked if he built me too…”

“Affirmative: my father is Isaac Newton.”

This revelation hardly shook Sergio: the boy simply presumed that her inventor had been named for the mathematician. “Can I talk to him?” Sergio asked. “He might know…” He sighed. He wanted to cry. “He might know where I can look next…”

Anne nodded before making her way down the hall. “If you will follow me, I will take you to his office.”

“His office?” Sergio asked, hurrying to catch up with her. Behind him the doors to the boy’s locker room opened and Lucas emerged. Sergio paid him no mind and left him to entertain Gregaro. “He works here?”

“He is one of the administrators of this school,” Anne explained.

She said nothing more as they stepped onto the elevator. Sergio said nothing as they rode the car up to the main level. She had been obdurate that her father had not built him—he doubted talking to her would win him any more answers. He just had to hope her father knew more…

When they arrived, they found Doctor Howell leaving the headmaster’s office. Sergio set eyes on the Vienna school’s co-administrator and was taken aback by his appearance. Though his hair was hardly long and worn in the style so many portraits depicted him with, the white-haired man did resemble the seventeenth-century astronomer. Gone too were the clothes of days long by—replaced by only the finest Italian suit. “Ah,” he said at the sight of the androids’ arrival, “Doctor Howell, I’d like you to meet my daughter. Anne, this man is Doctor James Howell—he’s the headmaster of the American school.” The man eyed her guest with interest. “And this must be one of his charges, I presume?”

“Yes,” intoned Doctor Howell, “this is one of our seniors, Sergio Leone.”

Mister Newton could not help but smile at the boy. “I take it your parents were fans of Spaghetti Westerns?”

“It was a moniker I bestowed on the boy,” Doctor Howell offered. “Our Mister Leone is most curious case: an android who does not recall his past…”

“An android?” Mister Newton looked at him with newly-won interest.

“It’s actually why I asked Anne to bring me to meet you,” Sergio said. “Sir, there are some similarities between Anne’s design and mine and… I was hoping you could help me figure out exactly where I came from.” Once more, Sergio activated his arm and Mister Newton stared at the transformation in wonder. “Anne’s pretty adamant that you didn’t but… I have to know, sir: did you build me?”

Mister Newton studied the mechanisms of Sergio’s arm closely. His gaze lingered on certain parts. At times, he took the weapon in his hands and moved parts himself, as if to see how it worked. “It’s my design,” he admitted, “but it’s been improved on.”

Sergio shuddered. “You didn’t build me then?”

Mister Newton straightened himself before shaking his head sadly. “I’m sorry, son,” he said. “Before this moment, I truly believed that Anne was one of a kind. This—all that you are?—it bares the mark of my craftsmanship in the same way a modern car has hints of Ford’s original design. This is Anne’s model evolved… Whoever built you did things I never even considered doing… Take these panels? Your skin cells are tiny solar panels: you are constantly absorbing light and using it to power yourself. Anne still requires electrical recharge…”

“Sir, did anyone work on Anne with you?”

“No, I developed her alone.”

“Was she ever abducted? Did anyone ever have an opportunity to study her? Is there anyone who could take what you designed and use it to build me!?!”

“No,” Mister Newton said helplessly. “I can think of a handful of people who could have observed Anne in battle and possess the intellect to reproduce it: one of our teachers—Mister Manuel, one of the students—Jason Lamperouge, Lacu-”

“Sol Invictus!?!” Sergio asked. “When I first arrived here, they said that I said that just before I collapsed. We don’t know what it means but… does it mean anything to you?”

Mister Newton looked to Doctor Howell in confusion. “I know he was a Roman sun god but other than that… I’m sorry.” Reading the android’s depression at his apology, Mister Newton was overcome by a need to give him more than his regret. “I don’t know who built you, Sergio, but I will do everything I can to help you find out who did.” The man looked to Doctor Howell uneasily. “If it’s all right with you, James, I’d like to see about transferring this boy to my school…”

Doctor Howell left the decision in Sergio’s hands. Approached by the possibility of answers for the first time, he had no choice but to accept.

Saying yes came easy but saying goodbye was a challenge… While he had not made many friends since coming to the New Vindicators Academy of America, he felt some kinship with his classmates—Carl and Gage in particular, but mostly Carl. That night, he postponed telling his roommate about his transfer. The next morning, half of the Americans were attached to Mister Bradley’s History class and toured Hofburg Palace. The next day they found themselves sitting in the Musikverein, anticipating the private performance Mister Bottom had somehow convinced the Vienna Philharmonic to give his music class. Through it all, Sergio remained in a stupor: even with Mister Bradley’s passionate retelling of the Habsburg dynasty’s story and even when the symphony began to play, Sergio’s mind was on the inevitable farewell he would have to say and the anxiousness he felt at coming one step closer to finding out who he really was.

It was on the fourth day of their visit—with just one day before his peers would depart for New York once more—that the android had worked up the nerve to tell Carl that he would not be coming back with them. Today, they were guided by Mister Knight through the Liechtenstein Museum. It was here, flanked by Rubens, that Sergio approached his roommate. “I need to tell you something,” he said as his roommate gaped at some of the most well-known pieces to come out of the Baroque period. “About tomorrow…”

Sergio hesitated and then turned when he heard a cell phone ring. Jack Rexroth’s face was scrunched into a confused expression as he looked at the device’s screen before warily answering it. “Mister Newton thinks that he might be able to help me find out who I am and where I come from,” the android said, trying to put the distraction out of mind.

“That’s great,” Carl said enthusiastically. “Any leads so far?”

Sergio shook his head. “No, but… in order to…” He tailed off when he realized that Carl was not really focused on him; turning around, he saw that the tattooed youth held his friend’s attention.

Jack’s call had been a brief one: he had returned his cell phone to his pocket and shifted forms. Segmented plate-like scales now covered his flesh; talons tipped his fingers; wings tore through his simple black shirt to rise behind him.

The sight of him in such a form alarmed his classmates and their teacher alike. “Iconoclast!?!” Mister Knight exclaimed, scanning their surroundings for any signs of attack.

None came. Jack Rexroth had simply shifted forms and began to calmly walk out of the museum.

Fiore hurried after him and planted himself in the American’s path. “What’s wrong, Jack?” the Italian asked. “Something happen at the school?”

Jack grabbed the senior by the shoulder and—with one swift motion—hurled his lithe classmate across the gallery.

At the sight of such an attack, Sergio realized that something was terribly wrong. Though they had not known him long—and though they had heard less-than-flattering things from Jack’s classmates—Sergio had the impression that Jack was one of the good guys. To see him bully someone seemed out of character for the American…

Instantly, his arm transformed. He looked to his classmates—the four who would soon be his former classmates: he had fought beside Carl, Solon, Gage and Gregaro against the legions of undead the Damned had summoned and felt they made a good team.

It seemed Greystone would be the one they would have to test that against…
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Re: NEW VINDICATORS: Chapter 1136

Post by Manintights » Tue Sep 27, 2011 4:22 pm

Wow, I know Jack's pretty tough, but five of them??

Still rooting for Jack though :mrgreen:
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Re: NEW VINDICATORS: Chapter 1136

Post by Arthur Eld » Tue Sep 27, 2011 4:34 pm

Yeah, but now he has crazy brainwashed strength.

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Re: NEW VINDICATORS: Chapter 1136

Post by Tattooedman » Wed Sep 28, 2011 10:10 am

Go, go number seventy-five!! :twisted:
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Re: NEW VINDICATORS: Chapter 1136

Post by Horsenhero » Wed Sep 28, 2011 10:31 am

I've gotta say...I'm kinda hoping Jack gets beaten. NOT because I dislike the character, but because tracking where the message that triggered the mental transformation would be greatly aided by the retrieval of his cellphone.

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Re: NEW VINDICATORS: Chapter 1136

Post by Michuru81 » Wed Sep 28, 2011 5:16 pm

Horsenhero wrote:I've gotta say...I'm kinda hoping Jack gets beaten. NOT because I dislike the character, but because tracking where the message that triggered the mental transformation would be greatly aided by the retrieval of his cellphone.
Funny you should mention that, as one of the characters thought the same thing...
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New Vindicators, Chapter 1138

Post by Michuru81 » Wed Sep 28, 2011 5:28 pm

Chapter XXXVIII: Father and Son
Solar Flare was the first to snap into action: “Nobody touch him!” he snapped. “Right now, Jack’s focused on just leaving—rather than pick a fight here and damage a priceless painting or two, we’ll follow him outside and deal with him where we can try to keep any sort of damage down.

“Solon, heal Fiore and then focus on teleporting Mister Knight and everyone else back to the school. Fiore, Gage, Sentry and myself will deal with Greystone. If it’s possible, get Phaeton and…” He scratched his head. “Maze, I guess? If it comes down to it, she could use her powers to banish him…”

“Huh?” the Cold Detective asked angrily as the Theurgist hurried to the Italian’s side. “What about me?”

“I don’t mean it as an insult,” Solar Flare said hurriedly. Sentry watched as his roommate glanced worriedly after Greystone’s retreating back; he knew the young hero was concerned with letting him get too far away. “Once he’s outside, he’ll likely take the battle to the skies. You’re fantastic up close but we need long ranged attackers.”

“Why the wop then?” the Cold Detective asked, inclining his head towards Fiore.

Coulomb sighed and shook his head at the fedora-capped teen. “It’s not polite to call people that anymore,” he said gently.

“Was it ever?” Sentry heard Solar Flare mutter under his breath. “Fine, you can come with us.” He looked up when he saw Fiore hurrying towards them. “I hope you don’t mind that I took initiative. This is your home so it’s your show but I was thinking that Sentry and Coulomb could hit Greystone from a safe distance while I work on trying to bind him. He’s strong so… I’m not sure if I’ll be able to hold him. Has he ever done anything like this?”

Fiore shook his head. “Jack is one of the more level-headed,” he offered.

“Do you know of any villains who can control him?” Solar Flare asked as he led the team down the hall and after Greystone. “How can we bring him back to his senses?”

“The only one I can think of is Lacuna,” Fiore said. “It fits: maybe Lacuna called Jack’s mobile and used a password to cause the seed to sprout.”

“Seed?” Couloumb asked.

“Lacuna’s ability lets her plant a hypnotic suggestion deep in someone’s subconscious. When they hear or something or something specific happens, it triggers the effect and causes their body to become possessed by Lacuna’s own mindset.”

“Okay, so we know what the problem is,” Solar Flare said as the sun spilt over them. They were outside and Greystone was in the sky. “What solutions do you have?” he asked as he took flight.

“If we’re dealing with Lacuna?” Fiore shrugged as Sentry’s arm unfolded. “Nothing. We could call Emily Adler—she’s a psion and the best hope of dealing with something like this. She’s just always had trouble getting around Lacuna’s shields…”

As Coulomb’s blast of electricity clipped Greystone, Sentry’s own blast hammered into his back. The tattooed youth turned and took in the sight of his attackers just as Solar Flare moved to bind him in solid light.

“Take Coulomb’s phone, Fiore! Get a hold of Solon and tell him who he needs to bring back from your group that could-” He cut off as he watched Greystone effortlessly break out of his snare. “Contain Greystone,” he grumbled.

Greystone charged for his only aerial opponent while Sentry moved to unleash another blast of white-hot light. Beside him, Fiore was taking the offered device and searching through its list of contacts for the group’s magus. When he saw the blast yield little in the way of results, he elected to target the junior with another pulse. Once more, Greystone’s armored body absorbed the brunt of the attack and allowed him to continue to chance down Solar Flare.

“This isn’t you, Jack!” Solar Flare was screaming, keeping himself out of Greystone’s reach but close enough to keep him from continuing on his way. He must have seen that Sentry and Coulumb’s blasts were nothing more than harmless stings to Greystone; he was now trying a new strategy to stopping the tattooed teenager. “Don’t let her control you, Jack! Don’t let them win!”

There was no response from Greystone other than another attack: again, the youth charged across the sky and swiped at the space Solar Flare had only just been occupying.

“Bad news!” Fiore shouted after hanging up the cell phone. “Solon says there’s two others acting like Jack! The lovely Miss Filash is leading your other classmates against one of the sophomores here while Kas is taking on Mister Carmichael with the European class!”

“Get Solon back here then!” Solar Flare commanded. “New strategy: we incapacitate Jack and transport him back to the school while he’s unconscious. Hopefully, when he wakes up he’ll be restrained until we can snap him back to normal…”

Sentry detected doubt in their leader’s voice: they had all seen how Greystone brushed off everything they threw at him. They knew that a direct assault on him was futile—they needed another way to win…

Isaac Newton’s voice echoed in Sentry’s skull: “Your skin cells are tiny solar panels: you are constantly absorbing light and using it to power yourself.”

Suddenly, it all clicked: he had experienced a surge of power when Solar Flare had panicked in the Wreck Room: his face began to glow and filled the chamber with blinding light. Everyone else’s senses had been disabled but Sentry had been able to see. If Solar Flare could duplicate the effect, the android knew there was a chance that his energy cannon might have received the same surge of power that brought down so many of Greystone’s teammates…

Then again, even after such a surge, Greystone had been the only one of the group that Sentry had not bested. Candyman, Maze, Gae’Bolg, Fluxx—they had fallen but Greystone had continued undaunted. It was possible that even with the powerup, Greystone would survive to continue the battle…

He had to chance it. “Solar Flare!” Sentry screamed from the ground. “Do what you did in the Wreck Room!” Even with the blonde boy thirty feet above them, Sentry could make out the confusion on his roommate’s face. “Before you blacked out, you gave off enough light that you blinded everyone in the room—everyone but me!”

“And me,” Coulomb muttered under his breath.

“The effect threw my body’s reconstruction into overdrive and gave me a temporary boost in power! Mister Newton said that I absorb light—it powers me!—so I need you to funnel everything you have into me!”

With nothing to lose, Solar Flare took aim on Sentry and poured his all into a blast of light. Focusing on his teammate gave Greystone to opportunity he needed: talons sank into Solar Flare’s stomach. A pained scream rained down from above, racing the senior’s blood to the ground.

Sentry took careful aim on Greystone and fired. The force of the beam knocked the robot off of his feet and brought its target to the ground. Greystone crashed and with him, Solar Flare fell to the ground.

Immediately, the Cold Detective, Coulomb and Fiore ran to the pair. “Get Solon here now!” Coulomb roared at Fiore, who still had the blind boy’s cell phone. It was not so much to move Greystone now as it was to heal Solar Flare: Greystone had nearly eviscerated the youth…

Sentry’s cannon folded back up into his arm and then his left arm thrust forward on its own. His wrist rotated so that his palm was facing skyward. His skin cells began to swirl, sliding back to reveal a lens.

A cone of light shot up from that lens and a hologram of Isaac Newton’s face appeared inside of it. “Mister Newton?” Sentry asked, perplexed by the man’s appearance. He looked from the hologram to where the other three had run to Solar Flare’s side. He was tempted to join them—to ignore this new revelation into his capabilities—when the hologram uttered the only two words that could derail him from worrying about his roommate…

“Hello, son,” the holographic image of Isaac Newton intoned.
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New Vindicators, Chapter 1139

Post by Michuru81 » Wed Sep 28, 2011 5:29 pm

Chapter XXXIX: I Got a Name
“Hello, son,” the holographic image intoned. “If my calculations are correct you should just have defeated Greystone. Without your presence here, Greystone would have made it to the school, where he would have faced off against an army of his peers and—ultimately—forfeited his life to them. Your actions prove that the Hikari Protocols are right: the future is not written. It means you have the power to prevent the nightmares to come…

“I… I don’t have the slightest inkling of where to begin. My name is Isaac Newton and for lack of a better term… I’m your father. At least, I consider myself to be your father. I created you—you and your siblings—in an attempt to free mankind from their oppressive masters. You were born here, in my lab, in the year 2137, almost a century and a half from where I hope you have landed.

“I’ve been able to send scouts into parallel worlds in order to try and chart the catastrophes that lead to the nightmare we now know as reality. What’s more, I have discovered that our dimension is a deviation. In the original timeline, Neo-Sapiens went to war with each other. The battle spread overseas; sides were taken and before long, every SPB on the planet was drawn into the conflict. Humanity sat back and watched as they kill each other off, only to move in when the smoke cleared and eradicated the victors. Somehow, someone in the time period you are now in will change what was coming.” Sentry’s mind went to the mysterious figure that had appeared in the column of light with him; if he was from the future, then it stood to reason that this mysterious man came from the same era. “They will have prevented the war and, in the process, give birth to our own world…

“Not long from where you are now, a girl is going to die. Her name is lost to history—we have Leonardo Loder and the magnetic storm of ’89 to thank for the destruction of all digital data more than forty-eight-years-old—but it’s her death that acts as the catalyst for a full-blown war between humanity and the SPB populace… like Helen of Troy in the Trojan War. This war will result in the enslavement of humanity, the birth of the Jovian Empire and the rise of Sol Invictus.

“Despite my abilities, I’m not a Neo-Sapien and therefore am counted amongst the Dregs. When I looked to the past for answers, I recalled how humans employed the Sentry units to combat SPBs. Needless to say our genetic oppressors would notice my cobbling together something so huge so… I set about building a unit that could easily disguise itself as a person. I had built a similar construct many years ago. You should have met her by now. Anne is more than your predecessor—she could be considered your big sister, I suppose.

“I upgraded her design and began to mass produce our new guardians—your brothers and sisters. As their purpose would be to blend in with humanity I made each one to look unique but all would possess the same functionality.

“In mathematics, there exists a force that describes the behavior of systems sensitive to initial conditions that cause an evolution of sorts. The conditions pervert the system and ultimately define their future dynamics. This random and deterministic element is popularly known as the butterfly effect or… chaos.

“You, my son, are pure chaos. Of all the children I created you were the only one to display a will of your own. Originally, in ancient Greece, chaos did not mean disorder but referred to a sort of primal emptiness. The word ‘chaos’ is derived from the Anglo-Saxon word ‘ginian’ which means ‘gape wide’ or ‘chasm’. As you displayed reasoning ability and a personality, I refused to call you by a serial number. Instead I began to call you ginian which… the Vindicators—Pauldron in particular—began corrupting into ‘Gideon’.

“That is your name, my son: you are Gideon Newton. As for your mission—your purpose—I sent you back to protect someone: stay by Carl’s side, Gideon—he is both our salvation and our damnation. Stay by his side; be his friend—act as his shield and perhaps the future you create will be far less dreadful than this one.

“Most of all, never forget that I love you so very much, my son.”

The image vanished as the Theurgist came running out of the museum. “Sorry, I’m late!” he was calling to them as Sentry watched the palm of his left hand close up once more. “You guys moved from where I left you!”

Coulomb lunged for the unconscious Greystone, whom the Cold Detective was keeping pinned. Fiore grabbed the blind boy and jumped back when a small current of electricity rippled around his body. “Give me his phone!” he snapped.

The Theurgist hurried to Solar Flare’s side and hurriedly went through the somatic components of his healing spell. As he wove his hands through the intricate, sweeping gestures involved in the arcane arts, Fiore knelt beside him and put his hands on the mage’s arms.

“Give it to me!” Coulomb was howling. “I can trace the call! I can find the person who did this! I can make them pay!”

Fiore shook his head as he guided the magus’ arms down. Sentry’s heart sank as he realized what no one was outright saying. “No.” He said the word faintly—softer than the most gentle of breezes. “He can’t be…”

He struggled to make sense of his father’s message from the future: how could Carl be their salvation if he was dead? Did this mean he had failed? Had he been too slow to realize what it would take to take Greystone down?

According to the hologram, he had been built to protect mankind. He had been sent back in time to protect Carl Hamilton—the future’s only hope of avoiding the terrible fate about to befall them. If he had let Carl die, then he had failed in his purpose before he even knew what it was…

Gideon Newton now knew who he was…

He knew he was a failure…
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Re: NEW VINDICATORS: Chapter 1138 & 1139

Post by Horsenhero » Wed Sep 28, 2011 6:18 pm

Solar Flare! Nooooooooooo!

Huh. I seem to be doing that alot lately.

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Re: NEW VINDICATORS: Chapter 1138 & 1139

Post by McGuffin » Thu Sep 29, 2011 11:01 am

I can't remember where I read the piece of narrative, probably in the last previews, but Solar Flare's gonna be fine. Well, I mean at least this won't be the end of his story. He's got a whole evil dynasty to spawn. :twisted:
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Re: NEW VINDICATORS: Chapter 1138 & 1139

Post by Arkrite » Thu Sep 29, 2011 11:30 am

Funny, I was expecting more of a fight out of this one. Especally if Jack was supposed to fight to the death vs an entire army of students.
The one shot kill just seems anti-climactic.

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Re: NEW VINDICATORS: Chapter 1138 & 1139

Post by McGuffin » Thu Sep 29, 2011 11:59 am

I dunno, Jack's orders were to get back to the school to kidnap Doctor Fischer. Since Carl was the only one who could fly, he was also the only one who could stop Jack, becoming his main target. I guess Carl was fast enough to keep out of reach, though. None of the Americans could even scratch Jack so the charged shot was the only way to bring him down. I mean I guess Jack could have played it smarter but the brainwashing didn't seem to leave much room for creative thinking. More of a single-minded determination.
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Re: NEW VINDICATORS: Chapter 1138 & 1139

Post by Michuru81 » Thu Sep 29, 2011 3:50 pm

McGuffin wrote:I dunno, Jack's orders were to get back to the school to kidnap Doctor Fischer. Since Carl was the only one who could fly, he was also the only one who could stop Jack, becoming his main target. I guess Carl was fast enough to keep out of reach, though. None of the Americans could even scratch Jack so the charged shot was the only way to bring him down. I mean I guess Jack could have played it smarter but the brainwashing didn't seem to leave much room for creative thinking. More of a single-minded determination.
Exactly. Jack packs a lot of power but needs a little creativity to do it. When given a vague objective, his used his powers in the simplest of ways--capping his combat abilities. As Jack survived the longest out of the Europeans, the idea of taking him down was ridiculous--Solar Flare, Sentry and Coulomb (the only ones there who could hit him while he was in the air) weren't doing much more than pinging him.
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Re: NEW VINDICATORS: Chapter 1138 & 1139

Post by Arkrite » Thu Sep 29, 2011 5:50 pm

*shrugs*
I was just expecting a real slobber knocker from the teaser.

On the bright side I now know how to kill anybody in this universe. I just need Solar Flare, Sentry and Parabola ;~)

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Re: NEW VINDICATORS: Chapter 1138 & 1139

Post by Horsenhero » Thu Sep 29, 2011 7:21 pm

...and this paddle ball game. :P

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