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[Graded]The Belladonna Happy Family Club; C-Class Mission
Topic Started: Nov 9 2015, 04:10 AM (582 Views)
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"To arms, my fellow heroes!" The Crimson Dawn shouted, even though it was still just him and the Falcon.

As he talked, the weird dog-suit lady with the cats found and flung another one from her hands, aimed straight at the Crimson Dawn himself - but no! With raising of his hand, a swirling shield-like chunk of red energy rose from his body, solidifying into the Crimson Dawn's Morning Rays™! Just in time as well; the furious feline that was flung found itself failing to feast upon the fair-minded Crimson Dawn's face!

A quick glance told him everything: they were outnumbered six-to-one, but most of these men didn't seem to have magic; therein lied the key to their victory!

"Rise and Shine, you villainous criminals!" He shouted with force, as the Crimson Dawn immediately ran towards the nearest gangster with his shield raised in front of him lest the dog-suit cat lady struck again. "You better stay hungry, because our main course today is going to be a healthy helping of JUSTICE!" With that, the Crimson Dawn rose his free arm, and promptly back-handed the nearest gangster right across the face, before launching a swift but certain triplet of kicks to send the man reeling back, and not only because at least two of those kicks were aimed at his shins.

The lady wasn't going to have it!

"Auuuuuurgh! They're not gangsters, they're fools!" She shouted, as the men around her cowered in the presence of such noble souls; or maybe it was because they were in the middle of a coffee break when they were interrupted and didn't want their coffee to spill. "Mr. Whiskers, Ms. Whiskers, Misses Whiskers, Missus Whiskers, Mrs. Whiskers, Whiskers Jr., Whiskers Sr., Whiskers de la Whiskers, get them!"

All at once a large group of cats jumped to attention in a circle around the dog-suit cat lady, before running towards the Crimson Dawn and the Falcon, and then-

Oh no!

They were meowing- cutely!
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Dante posed after the cat was safely punched away from his face. It scurried away after the beating that the now bleeding blonde had given it, him? her? it. The old lady, however, was by far the biggest threat to this. There were also men holding coffee; this lead Dante to the conclusion that they were indeed in their coffee breaks before being sent to this rumble of twin heroes versus the world. The Crimson Dawn protected himself from the attack by the old lady and even managed to knock down one of the men holding coffee, whom spilled some of the coffee on his expensive looking Jeff Mardy shirt. His expression changed to that of a sad individual and he just walked out of the fight through the front door.

The other five were men with equally expensive looking shirts. The Falcon had an idea of ideas, that he thought up just as he made his Righteous Fury is About to Come to you- pose. He ran forward and unsheathed both of his blades, swinging them upwards at the exposed cups tactically held in front of them. He swung his blades masterfully, with what appeared to be an intent to severely main whatever they were trying to cut.. but instead they were used to push all of the cups upwards, with their hot contents spilling to the randomized area. Running, he spilled the first cup on the man's pants. He looked like he really had to pee, cuz his hands covered that area and he ran outside of the building screaming something about 'hot liquid, hooot'. "Pee is indeed hot, young minion.. it is indeed hot."

Back to fighting.

The Falcon ran at the second person, his movements looking like a blur to the average individual trying to follow them. His blade tipped the cup of the second well shaven man upwards, spilling its contents on his face. This man ran outside of the building while hiding what might now be an atrocious face thanks to the coffee in the cup. "Stop crying, it'll stop burning. Gosh, can you believe this guy?" The Falcon said, talking to the three individuals left with cups on their hands. Their cups shook, though, while looking at him and his.. vibrant smile.

The Falcon stepped forward, they stepped back, and it looked like this would turn into a game of dance dance revolution, up until a horde of cats ran towards the bird hero. What's worse, they were adorable.

He didn't have any way of combating this type of enemy. In some countries it's said that touching these small and cute creatures was a crime punishable by extreme shunning. Surely there had to be something our heroes could do! Then it hit him,

punch the old lady.

Yes, it seemed like the perfect idea. He nodded to himself and ran directly towards the cats. They jumped in the air to clash with the hero, he jumped too- and then he jumped again. He double jumped, something that is normally common in video games. This was thanks to his sword's magic, it gave him an extra 'ground' to stand on while in mid-air, one that only he can stand on. He launched himself downwards, cocking his fist back after pushing himself from the ceiling towards the old ladies face.

"FALCON-" The old lady just, watched. "You wouldn't hit an old la-"*WHAM*"PAWNCH!!" And she skid through the ground, hitting the wall behind her in one giant KO that made the three coffee men in the 'audience' flinch simultaneously.
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The Crimson Dawn nodded in approval as he watched the Falcon serve a senior citizen a double dose of JUSTICE, in generous portions! It was always good to take care of the most vulnerable parts of the populace, and keeping them well-fed was such an important thing; the Crimson Dawn would know, he volunteered at a soup kitchen on his days off!

"Well done, Falcon!" He nodded in approval, before slamming open the set of doors that led deeper into the apartment complex. "Now, let's go onwards - we need to get to the bottom of this situation, the center of this crime syndicate, and the top of this building; and not necessarily in that order!" A fair distance away, the three coffee cup-holding men nodded out of a mixture of fear and total confusion.

"Now hurry, we must go!" There was no time for delay; there was a gang to stop!

The Crimson Dawn ran down the ensuing hallway, stopping only when there was no place left to go but one - the elevator! With the force of a trained martial artist, the superhero pressed the "up" button, the only button available!

"And now, we wait!"

Doo doo-dee doo, doo doo-dee doo, doo doo-dee doo da doo~

After at least a full three minutes, the elevator reached their floor, and the elevator doors opened - and a fish popped out!

The fish rammed into the Falcon, sending him flying through its sheer force even despite the shield he had with him, down the hall and through the room they'd just battled in - and right out the front door!

"IN THE NAME OF JUSTICEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!"

Standing in the elevator was a well-dressed man in a suit - but with a giant pom-pom for a head, and even worse, googly-eyes for eyes!

The remaining coffee-breakers gasped.

"Mr. Kabobblyhead, what are you doing in the first floor?!"

But Mr. Kabobblyhead did not respond, no - he had a jar of shaving cream in his right hand and a large still-flopping fish in his left, and he wasn't afraid to use it!
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Falcon followed the red hero, briefly looking at the three men that were now sipping from their steady cups of coffee. If they weren't scared it meant they weren't thinking of anything extreme; also, one can smell the feint hint of french vanilla in the air. Surely a good taste of coffee creamer meant that those three weren't all bad, in fact, some might say that that they were just misunderstood or at the wrong place at the wrong time. They were actually pretty evil though; all of them cut in line to get the last of the french vanilla coffee creamers. The only other one was bacon, who da hell puts bacon juice in their coffee.

Anyways, the hero follows the crimson dawn down the stairs and straight towards what appeared to be an elevator. The Crimson Dawn then posed, using his extraordinary martial arts and posing skills to press the button in one of the most impressive and epic ways Dante has ever seen someone press a button.

Then they waited.

While waiting the Falcon stood there, awkwardly. After a complete minute he just had to break the ice, with a surprise Beast Inc, trivia!! "WHYISTHECOLONELNAMEDTHECOLONELYOUHAVEFIFTEENSECONDSTOANSWERKGO!" There was no pause in the sentence and he really thought that he would finally surprise the Crimson Dawn enough to not be able to answer a question related to Beast Inc,.

Three minutes total later and the elevator door opened, and a fish slammed into the Crimson Dawn hard enough to send him flying past the hall, through the room, and outside of the building. There, in the elevator, was a man holding a fish on his left hand and a har of shaving cream on his right. This man.. was obviously the toughest of the opponents they have faced thus far. And even worse, Dante just now remembered that he had left his laundry undone in the house. It's probably going to smell like three day old pampers when he walks in. Hopefully none of the guild mates in Raven Tail complain about the stench from the room.

Mr. Kabobblyhead swung his fish at Dante, but he dodged it like a champ the first time around, then he backswung the fish and slapped the blue and white hero's face down to the ground. Mr. Kabobblyhead rose it up and swung it downwards at the Falcon, whom rolled out of the way. The flopping fish's eyes glared at Dante, which meant that the fish and Mr. Kabobblyhead were not just master and weapon... but long time friends. They shared a trust with each other that one can only explain through years of having the same company, this fish gave this man power.. and he used the fish in such a way that gave power to it. They were the perfect combo. Up until the Falcon said the thing that was on his mind.

"Damn it, I should have had that sushi today. Toro wold be SO good right around now." That's when the fish flopped out of his long time friend's hand and slapped the man in the face and sent him flying back in the elevator, then flopped towards Dante and flopped HIM in the face, slamming the falcon into the wall. "Ugh, why." The fish flopped upwards, and its tail glowed a bright white as it span around and attempted to slam that same shining tail on Dante's face. But the hero used the black staff on his hand touched the now open fish. It disappeared, leaving nothing behind but dust. The other man, now enraged, ran at the Falcon, whom was now wondering why he hadn't just used his now gone black staff at the big man. Oh right, because it wouldn't be JUSTICE!

*pose*
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But today was not the day for the Falcon's demise; no, it wasn't meant to be!

As the mighty monster of a man Mr. Kabobblyhead charged to crush the Falcon in his bare arms, a figure flew into the room with a flying kick, knocking Mr. Kabobblyhead off course and sending him reeling into the nearest antique wooden reception desk!

"The Ex-Colonel claims that Colonel was the highest rank he reached during his stint in the army, despite long-standing public suspicions against this claim!" The Crimson Dawn struck a pose as he landed with poise and grace, one arm outstretched into the air while the other three limbs were held close to the ground in an almost feline condition.

Damn, he was good.

At delivering JUSTICE!

Rising with half the desk still stuck on his arm, the dreaded Mr. Kabobblyhead took a moment to catch a breather, before turning back around to vanquish the colorful tightsuit scourge."Eye em goeeng tu keel yu!" He shouted in rage, his words barely understandable what with the chunk of wood that he'd inadvertently bitten down on when he crash-landed.

Slamming his fists against the floor, Mr. Kabobblyhead grimaced as a giant can of shaving cream rose from the ground behind him, rising through the floor and dealing more property damage than anyone in the room cared to admit.

"Eet this!"

The nozzle on the can suddenly moved on its own, sending a massive quantity of foamy shaving cream flying straight towards the Crimson Dawn and the Falcon both, as Mr. Kabobblyhead- dissolved?!

The Crimson Dawn rose his crimson shield before the incoming wave of shaving cream. "Quick, Falcon, he's trying to seal off the exits!"
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While posing the Falcon watched a red blur slam into the big man's face sending him reeling back towards what appeared to be a reception desk of sorts; the big man destroyed it with his body, even accidentally eating one. The man then slammed his fist into the ground, creating a giant shaving cream behind him that just RADIATED trouble, according to Dante's thoughts at the moment. But, it didn't radiate trouble. It SPRAYED trouble. The giant can of shaving cream lowered its nozzle and sprayed large quantities of foam at the two.

EVIL!

What's more the Crimson Dawn saw the true purpose of the spell; to seal off the two heroes inside a compact room with a mage that apparently had shaving cream magic of the utmost tier (he turned into the element). The Falcon did what he could, and ran towards the spray of foam with his body enveloping itself in darkness. Just when the foam was about to clash with Dante, after rising upwards like a wave and moving downwards, he burst out a surprisingly large amount of black falcons in one big AOE. The little creatures clashed with his foam and continued flying around the mage, stopping a foot or so from hitting the Crimson Dawn. Dante tried to weaken his magic to being about just bellow lethal damage, critical? To the average person.

The spell completely obliterated the foam, and the Falcon was surprised with a fist to his face; whom he sidestepped, grabbed, and used the opponent's force to flip and slam him into the ground.

"HA! You probably thought that I was a useless close range fighte-" The opponent grabbed the Falcon's foot and threw him towards the wall; Dante slammed into it and fell on the ground. He stood up, his knees shaking. "Ugh.. not cool bro.." The large opponent then ran at Dante, sending another fist at the apparently wide open hero. HOWEVER! He wasn't counting on two things. One, the Falcon is not alone! Two, the Falcon is always one step AHEAD! In an instant the Falcon grew wings, and he flew into the air with the man barely missing the now hurt hero and slamming his fist on the wall behind Dante; the wall then had shaving cream seep out from its cracks.

The opponent was trying to punch some shaving cream INTO THEIR SKULLS!!

Evil.
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Watching his fellow superhero clash against the amazingly anti-facial hair criminal, the Crimson Dawn cheered on from the sidelines for a while. Or at least, he would have, if not for the fact that the sounds of globs of shaving cream were surprisingly loud, and nothing he said would have been heard anyways. How was the man doing that?

"This foe is too big for us to defeat with muscle alone!" The Crimson Dawn decided aloud, before looking around - Mr. Kabobblyhead was occupied with the Falcon right now anyways, it would have been villainous to not take the time to figure out what to do!

The room was unfortunately pretty bare, with nothing but a few tables, chairs, paintings on the wall, the standard lights and lamps and the- that was it!

The fire extinguisher!

Running up to the only thing in the room almost as red as he, the Crimson Dawn balled up his fist and punched the fire extinguisher holder into submission, prying the brilliant red tool from its cruel and diabolical grasp.

In the process, activating the building's fire alarm.

Waaaaaaa Waaaaaaaa Waaaaaaa Waaaaaaaa went the alarms, as the sprinklers in the system turned themselves on, those water-holding lacrimas immediately releasing their contents via impromptu shower on every single person in the building. It was a perfect trade of tastes: as the coffee got more tasteless and more watery, the coffee-breakers got more bitter and more salty.

Mr. Kabobblyhead, unfortunately, was faced with his greatest foe - water! Water, enough to wash away his shaving cream, his foam - enough to wash away him!

"AHHHHHHHHHHhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh........."

The Crimson Dawn turned around, fire extinguisher in hand.

"Where'd the foam go?"
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The battle was intense. Dante, with his careful calculating and powers beyond the human recognition in this world, was now levitating- out of reach! The big man with literally no hair on his body continually jumped to grab the hero only a few feet above his grasp. Dante 'nanananananaa'd' at the man, until Mr. Kabobblyhead flung some shaving cream at the Falcon's face and he flopped to the ground with a splat. Mr. Kabobblyhead hovered over Dante, raising his fist in the process and swinging at the hero's face. But Dante moved his head to the side and the fist landed on the wall he was leaning on. More shaving cream oozed out of the cracks and over Dante's shoulder.

That's when water started to drip from the sky! Like a miracle from the gods, there was water showering the two. Well, it wasn't really a miracle as it was a highly unlikely scenario that was very hard to explain without the proper knowledge in the proper field; but in this case, it was totally a miracle.

Then the opponent started to melt. The Falcon exhaled more air then he thought he could possibly have ever had in his lungs. He really thought he was going to feel the sensation of shaving cream on his face for the SECOND time in his life in one day. Dante never really had facial hair, so the thought of getting face creamed with shaving gel was more then a little scary; it was terrifying.

The Crimson Dawn looked puzzled, holding a fire extinguisher on his palms (that explained the water) and asked where the foam guy went. To which the Falcon replied; "He took a one way ticket to JUSTICE!! Population, +1." He posed, V for Victory. Then walked back to the elevator. His face was now scratched, with shaving cream, and the mark of a blunt object hitting his face (fish). Normally a hero would go home after this day, but the Falcon smiled and put one thumb up. A single tooth glimmered while the others were just bleach white in comparison.

"You are correct about the Colonel!" Not that Dante had any remote idea about whether or not what the Crimson Dawn said was true or not. In fact, Dante knew so little about Beast Inc, that he only uses its limitless supply of flan from the sponsors. One can NEVER have too much of that stuff. Dante pressed the upwards button with his free hand, the other was still with a thumb sticking out, and watched as the doors closed in front of him and the Crimson Dawn.

The men with coffee mugs just.. cried. They looked at their drinks and took a one way march to their homes. Bitter coffee took the love out of any day.
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The apartment building had many, many floors - to be precise, six.

The Crimson Dawn smashed the button for floor number six with the precision of a trained street fighter.

Standing there, just the two of them, with nothing but one another and the fire extinguisher that the Crimson Dawn had yet to let go of because the elevator could only wait fifteen seconds and that wasn't enough time for him to fix the fire extinguisher-holder first, the two of them were forced to simply exercise patience and a jolly little elevator music tune played from around them.

Doo doo-bee doo doo, doo doo-bee doo doo, doo doo-bee doo doom, doom doom-yer doomed doom~

The elevator was large enough to hold maybe eight people, if they squished together. As it was right now it only held three.

Wait a minute.

THREE?!

Standing in between the Crimson Dawn and the Falcon - a third person!

She was short, she was tiny, a presumably female figure dressed in a ghastly white dress, her pale skin showing absolute contrast against the mess of pitch-black hair that fell over and covered her face, going down to the ground.

It took the Crimson Dawn a moment extra to notice - but as soon as she came up out of nowhere, the elevator's numbers seemed to go out of whack!

The ghastly girl floated from between them to in front of the superhero duo, the very air in the elevator chilling down as if her very existence was detrimental to the heat energy in the room. Without even lifting her hair or her hands, the girl turned to face the two of them, and with a haunting moan, she spoke!

"WeLcOmE tO tHe BeLlAdOnNa HaPpY FaMiLy ClUb!"

from blank white sleeves, hands appeared!

"NoW, dIe!"

And they were holding- PAPERWORK!
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The doors closed, and the two were off! The elevator had an interesting ring to it, while that was going on the blue and white hero decided to very quickly inspect the casualties on his clothes. He had a rip here and there, small ones, but other then that everything seemed 100% fine. He looked over to the Crimson Dawn. "Hey, you think I should get this fixed? Might be overdue for a replacement suit." He looked back at the door, whistling to the tune of the elevator, then looked back at the black haired girl about two inches from his face, "Know what, I think I'll get a hero suit." He switched his gaze and looked back at the door, only the numbers were now jumbled up and the elevator stopped moving.

"....."

He looked to his right.

"....."

The elevator could almost hear some internal screaming deep within Dante's thoughts. The hero stood there, looking directly at the girl with the most hideously white skin the Falcon had every seen in his life. The room's lights REFLECTED off her skin, almost blinding the Falcon's eyes. He covered himself with his palm and watched her unsheathe her hands from her sleeves, showing Dante one of the few things he feared legitimately in this world- paperwork!

Papers dropped to the ground in huge bundles, looking at them Dante could see that some of these he'd ignored in the past, or just never read them. But what she said sent shivers down his spine.

"DeEp InSiDe ThIs PiLe Of PaPeRs ThErE iS oNe ThAt If yOu SiGn YoU wIlL pErIsH iNsTaNtLy!! NoW, ReAd AlL oF tHe TeRmS aNd CoNdItIoNs ThAt YoU wOuLd OtHeRwIsE IgNoRe!!!" She laughed evilly, then hovered over the two.

The Falcon did what any hero would do in this situation. He created a small black object in his palm, smiled directly at the spirit and- started signing the sheets that he remembered weren't deadly. There had to be thousands of papers on the ground, not including the ones that were stapled together because they were part of the same sheet. There were papers on cornsites that Dante had signed up with, he liked mature corn for some reason. He read the terms and conditions of his BANK, and at one point he even saw his contract with Beast Inc, mentioning something about 'your 529th complaint by the general parenting public'. He never remembered this sheet, nor has he been in trouble with parents... yet. But one thing was certain. This ghost was obviously...

EVIL!
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