“In other news today, defunct pizzeria Freddy Fazbear’s was destroyed with an implosion device. Last seen suspect was this man in a coat and steel mask.”

Some of them were fleeing before being clotheslined by Joes across the neck. Those that could be their gear searched by the Joes for clues and weapons. Two of them, instructed to press a button in case of capture, did so. A vapor went over their body, burning away their suits and ultimately —

The men panicked, reaching for their plasma pistols and began firing.

The squad peered out over the windowsill to see if the gas took. The leaking gas out the hole made the commander double-take. “Oh damn.”

||: Got to set the mood xD

Queue the Pink Panther theme as a team of elite Cobra Commandos are sneaking outside his residence. The captain gives a halting command, and gives a signal. He and his subordinates put on gas masks and the captain gives a countdown with his fingers stating with three. He cuts a small hole in the —

||: Yeah, especially in the new vampire mode.

||: She ain't lying. She carries us.

Lt. Falcon. Vincent R. Falcone. • Independent portrayal. • Literate. Familiar with guns and military. • Mature themes. War is hell. • Crossovers welcome in #MVRP! #GIJOERP #TFRP #RPSky

ʜᴇ sᴀᴡ ᴄʀᴏssᴇs ɢʀᴏᴡ ᴏɴ ᴀɴᴢɪᴏ ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ɴᴏ sᴏʟᴅɪᴇʀ sʟᴇᴇᴘs ᴀɴᴅ ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ʜᴇʟʟ's sɪx ғᴇᴇᴛ ᴅᴇᴇᴘ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴅᴇᴀᴛʜ ᴅᴏᴇs ᴡᴀɪᴛ, ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ's ɴᴏ ᴅᴇʙᴀᴛᴇ ʜᴇ ᴄʜᴀʀɢᴇᴅ ᴀɴᴅ ᴀᴛᴛᴀᴄᴋᴇᴅ ʜᴇ ᴡᴇɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ʜᴇʟʟ ᴀɴᴅ ʙᴀᴄᴋ ♡︎&↻

"You hate it when I kill good people. You hate it when I kill bad people. People are so hard to please."

"How about these?" Panels that appeared as bricks and parts of various nearby building walls slid down to reveal hidden turrets and began shooting rapid fire bullets at Spider-Man.

"I'll destroy you too!!"

He just needs to make a bigger laser to destroy the moon. Simple.

Time to destroy the moon.

He's a man in a mask, and they just met. Now it's time to get to work for round two.

Hops onto a maglev speeder of his own making and zooms off. "YOU HAVEN'T SEEN THE LAST OF MEEEEE!!"

The gun melts as lasers makes contact and he lets go. "MY WEAPON!!"

Fires lasers at Reader.

||:

Back to business at hand!

He left three monstrous dictators tied to poles while waiting for high tide. He will not be besmirched again as their lesser.

Today, Cobra wishes world peace across the world…

“I am flattered by such attention…”

"Perhaps. But it is not you I want them to be afraid of reprisals from."

"Your abilities may surpass mine, but this is a situation I must resolve myself."

The system has not recorded the delivery as sent… Which means he conveniently forgot to initiate the process. “I must make a flight plan.” He and the Baroness’s rendezvouses were getting on his last nerve.

Damn Destro and his holidays… He needs updates on his shipments.

||: Life comes first. No rush.

..Did my idiot brother just manage to make the leader of a dangerous terrorist group go on a Vanity crusade??

C O N Q U E S T ! !

||: Those are the ones that make the best. It's why I like writing Krypto. His chaos just blends with whatever.

||: Alex touched a nerve XD

Is he gonna go kill another superterrorist out of vain pride? Yes, yes he is.

||: I mean, that's just vibing with whatever.

Who does he have to shoot off their pedestal??

...ONE OF???

/One/ of?!

@bosstombstone.bsky.social “Thank you for seeing me, Mr. Lincoln. Do you prefer your colloquial moniker?” He was accustomed to self assigned designations in his warriors.

⌞ ─ · ── · ─ ·𓉸· ─ · ── · ─ ⌝ 𝔼𝕟𝕕𝕝𝕖𝕤𝕤 𝕎𝕠𝕣𝕝𝕕𝕤 𝕥𝕠 𝔼𝕩𝕡𝕝𝕠𝕚𝕥 𝔼𝕟𝕕𝕝𝕖𝕤𝕤 𝕎𝕖𝕒𝕝𝕥𝕙 𝕥𝕠 𝕄𝕒𝕜𝕖 𝔼𝕟𝕕𝕝𝕖𝕤𝕤 𝕊𝕡𝕚𝕕𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕥𝕠 ℂ𝕣𝕦𝕤𝕙 ⌞ ─ · ── · ─ ·𓉸· ─ · ── · ─ ⌝

“When things go bump in the night, I bump back.” An independent portrayal of Elsa Bloodstone. Monster hunter, archaeologist, tea enthusiast, firearms buff.

𝔸𝕒𝕣𝕠𝕟 𝕊𝕥𝕒𝕔𝕜. 𝔻𝕖𝕤𝕚𝕘𝕟𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟? 。 。 。𝐈 𝐝𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐈 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐝𝐨 。𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐚𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐠 。𝐲𝐨𝐮 💀💀💀💀 。𝐟𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐡𝐲 𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐬. 。 。 𝕏-𝟝𝟙 - 𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝕄𝕒𝕔𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕖 𝕄𝕒𝕟. ][ ♡ + ↻ ][

“Please.” He did not see these forces as adversaries… Yet. Only a means to tire such a resolute sentinel force, who could not wade out the tides of conflict and carnage forever. "I'm not going anywhere."

He tilted his helmet and looked at the man, still staring. He seemed prepared for much more than him or Cobra. A small energy powered armada was subdued quite easily. It was impressive, but he knew like most greater threats, preparation and execution were two different things. "The boy that --

@director-stedman.bsky.social Military responses he was perfectly prepared for. What he was not prepared for was being manhandled by a man in a brightly colored suit in the sky, who blocked his energy blasts like soft pellets on Kevlar. Much less being contained, still masked, behind a heavily--