The Psy-man Users

[Aerozord]

Many years ago the strongest Psy-man user began his rampage over the planet. His power was without equal. His area was miles and it was said he could do linkage of more then 20 degrees. Eventually he disappeared and the humans created nulifiers to prevent it from ever happening again. It has been almost ten years, and still they are look on with disgust.

Black hair man stood over a crater pitted wasteland. As another soon walked up to him.
"You enjoy your job too much. Just destroy their focus and they are done. You know it takes years to bind a new one. No need to kill them"
The dark haired man just shrugged. "If they didn't resist this wouldn't happen. Not my fault. Now come on we are supposed to report back to the city."

[Fuzzydoom]

Harry sat on the old stump outside the orphanage and watched the younger children play. He remembered times when it had been him down there playing, enjoying the little of the world he had seen, totally secure in the fact the eldest would protect him. Now it was Harry's turn to do the protecting, a buden he bore without complaint. In truth he enjoyed his task, it kept him from senseless fighting and killing.

[Inbred Chocobo]

The streets were crowded, but then again they were always crowded in this damn city. The nullifier was just one of these annoying aspects of this city, and as rush hour approached, the place just kept pissing him off. Of course, instead of just pulling out his gun and shooting the next guy that looks at him funny, Grasor just heads for the city gate, deciding to do a little power burning ro vent some fustration.

[dementedmongoose]

Ivanovich walked through the crowd, head and shoulders above everyone else, he still managed to conceal most of his features under his hood. As he neared the city gates, a person who seemed to be in a violent rush for the gates bumped into Ivanovich. Constantly devious, angry, pitiable, and ruthlessly violent all at once, Ivanovich grabbed the smaller man by the hair, lifted him up, and turned him around to face his attacker. Deciding against an idiotic fight against an unknown, Ivanovich took stock of the smaller man. Noting a gun in this bookish little man's belt, Ivanovich decided to do the smart thing and lie. Trying, and failing spectacularly, to hide his Russian accent, Ivanovich began apologizing in a most pitiable manner, so pitiable that the other three minds actually caused him to slap himself. Quickly explaining that he had believed the smaller man to be someone who owed him money, Ivanovich finished with "Zo, you seem to neet coffee. Par'aps I chood buy you a cup."

[Aerozord]

A man was orbiting the Earth, Music blaring in his helmet. "Base command this is Voyager 1, mission is a green."
"Stop talking like that and get on with it" a voice rang over the headset, "We are ready here"
"Roger Roger, operation hailstorm is a go." Sigh of frustration clearly heard on the communicater.

The man then flew into the Earth at full speed. "Wahooooooo! I love these jet packs!" Suddenly he flipped himself upright and stopped. "Almost went into the nulifier area." He reached into a bag and pulled out....a patato. "ba-bye", he dropped the spud and once part of it hit the field it instantly began to regain its form. It was in fact an asteroid, since only part was transformed the strain was too much and it exploded raining fire downward onto the nulifier.

With in seconds the shower of rocks disabled the generater. The man smiled and tapped his helmet to talk. "Mission accomplished, city is all yours"

[Fuzzydoom]

Harry looks towards the distant city adn sees the shower of rocks slam into it, removing the nullifier and some of the surrounding area in a hail of stone. He turns and shouts to the children to return to the orphanage and barricade themselves inside. He turns to a boy of a bout 12 and says "Iggy, you're in charge until I return. Don't unbar any door or window in any circumstance unless I give you the password. You have my full permission to use any weapon in the armory if you feel it necessary."

After giving his instructions to the other orphans he picks up his duffle bag and strides off in the direction of the city.

[Sprinkle_Death]

Lance had been lounging in a tree in a local park. He was on is way to sleep, when he was almost thrown out of the tree by an earth-shaking explosion. He sat up and swung his legs over the tree. Lance did not need to strain his eyes to see what had happened. A vast shower of rocks had crashed into a city in the distance. "Guess its time to go." He jumped out of the tree. As he landed, one of his katana had slipped out of his belt. "Can't have that happening." Lance picked it up and secured it, this time tightly, in his belt. Then, he made his way past a barracaded orphanage and towards the city.

He sighed. "So much for an afternoon nap..."

[Lumaes]

Scultper was hunched in a corner, his ragged cloak pulled like a shield around him. Lights were flashing through his mind - the destruction of the nullifier. His thoughts were running with a fluid grace - the potential of objects coaxing him.
Worriedly his arthritic hands fumbled inside his coat, grasping for his medicine.
The knotted fingers drew out the familiar orange tube and he scrambled to remove the lid - it was child proof and his creaky fingers struggled. Then finally the cap sprang free, he fished out a black and red cap slipping it into his mouth.
He issued a soft sigh of relief as the compound slowed his mind - the whorls of brilliant potential fading.
In his relief he didn't notice that he had just taken the last pill...

[Aerozord]

The black haired man smiled at the sight of the disabled nulifier. A wicked smile grew on his face while his companion stayed calm. "Remember why we are here, we need to find the other Psy-man users in this city."
"Yea I know, but that will be easy once we get rid of the humans. Besides the boss never said we couldn't have fun doing it."
His hair began to lift and turned green in color. At that time his body was engulfed in a simularly colored aura. His partner put on a visor that altered into a more high tech version of itself.

The one enflamed with energy began to lift up. "So any users around?"
The visor began scanning the area. "None withing range."
He smiled. "Good" then extending his index fingers he began firing beams of energy the went right through all it hit. Continueing the barrage with his left hand he lifted up his right, pointing into the air. A ball of light formed at the tip and he fired it into a building destroying it.

[Fuzzydoom]

Harry, hearing footsteps on the path behind him, throws himself behind a nearby boulder just as another man, wearing a katanna in his belt and looking rather disgruntled (as if he had been near sleep when he was forced to leave), rounded a ben in the path and came into view. Harry waits until the man passes the boulder then steps out, extending what had a moment ago been a twig and was now a bow staff at the other man. Having been caught off his guard, the other man is slow to react giving Harry time to make his declaration. "I am Harry Young, who are and what is your business in this region." As he says it he realizes that the man had come from the direction of the orphanage. "I am the guardian of the orphanage that you passed yonder. IF you have harmed it or the children nside your blood shall soak this ground a crimson red." With this Harry moves into a battle position, extending a blade from the end of twig/bo staff. With newfound lance in place, Harry cooly awaits the other man's reply.