Sooo…. This ones weird, but it made me laugh really hard when I though of it. Has anyone ever played the game Dig Dug? If you have, you should already know where I'm going with this, the ratings I would say for Dig-Dug Taylor would be Striker/Blaster 4, Brute/Mover 5, and Trump 9. Anywho, I'll be posing a few more one shots soon, I had a stream of ideas, some of which might acutally work as long stories. And from now on I'll try and write an explanation of powers that way they're a little more clear.
anywho, onto the story!
Dig-Dug Worms
Emily Piggot stared blankly at the screen as it played through a security video of an alley near the docks.
She turned to Armsmaster who was standing next to the screen with a carefully blank exsrpession.
"Play it again."
Arsmaster sighed, but pressed the rewind button without comment, to be fair, he had watched it almost a dozen times before showing to the director.
12 hours ago….
Lung was in the middle of ordering his followers to kill the Undersiders when he stopped. The ground behind the dozen high level ABB members he had brought with him was vibrating, the gravel shaking itself away from an area about 10 feet behind them. The gang members, who had noticed as soon as Lung stopped mid-sentence looked behind themselves just in time to see slim figure in a white jumpsuit with a blue visor and a ponytail of brown hair coming out of the top of the figures head, and carrying what looked like a cross between a grappling hook, bike pump and whip come out of the ground, the dirt around it disappearing around it like it had never been there. The jumpsuit figure seemed to look around itself for a brief few moments before turning to stare unerringly at Lung.
Lung stepped forward and stuck his chest out, seeing if he could intimidate whoever this new Cape was. The figure in the white jumpsuit just stared at Lung for a few more moments. Lung was about to step closer to the figure when a spike connected connected to the end of a long section of rubber tubing shot out of the figures weapon before stabbing into Lungs thigh. The watching gang members scoffed, like a bicycle pump would stop lung.
Shit just doesn't work that way.
It would be like a rabbit biting a knights throat out.
Thats why when Lung began inflating like some sort of obscene balloon, the watching ABB members were understandably, distressed, aka, screaming like they were auditioning for the role as a Soprano in the opera.
And as Lung continued inflating, they slowly backed away out of the alleyway before turning and running. Back in the alley, Lung had inflated to almost twice his size and showed little signs of stopping. Eventually the growth slowed and the stopped at five times his regular size, leaving Lung a sort of fleshy, partially scaled balloon.
'I cant believe this is how it ends…' Was Lungs last thought before he popped like an overfilled balloon.
End
So! In case you couldn't guess the ratings, Striker/Blaster for the bicycle Pump that paralyzes the victim since I assume it could be used in close combat as well. Brute/Mover for Dig Taylors ability to burrow through solid rock with no loss of speed, and trump for the ability to inflate and blow up enemies.
Anywho, but, just a note, I could be totally wrong, and please give me some fics if so, but I haven't really found a legit Rogue Taylor, Ive seen a some villain Taylor, a lot of hero Taylor, (usually with O.P. powers) and a metric F# % ton of vigilante Taylor's. I haven't really seen any legit Rogues
Since this was a short chapter, we're moving right onto the next one, which is far simpler, a sort of combo power that I though of when I read Silencio. The idea I got was of a Master/Stranger mix, someone who could go invisible, and manipulate people like puppets on a string (think ninja puppeteers from Naruto), so in other words you have a dude who can control a couple people at once, and is invisible to all forms of detection, (But is still detectable to senses other then sight.) Also, I really want to use the cape name Marionette for the Taylor, but unfortunately it doesn't actually fit that well with her powers, so instead I am having to go with a name I like far less.
Puppetteer
Armsmaster blinked, and checked his anti-Master protocols which were all green. He had received a call of Shadow Stalker and Aegis acting strange, the caller either thought they were mastered or someone was disguised as them, if they were true, it was only the latest in a series of odd occurrences that had been targeting both Heroes and Villains across the city.
He blinked again as he looked back at the scene in front of him, surrounded by dozens of gaping and snickering were the two Wards in question.
And they were in the midst an elegant waltz, Aegis was leading Shadow Stalker through the dance, her cape flowing out behind her in something that Collen could only describe as the height of elegance, their hands were clasped together, as the invisible song seemed to wind down, Aegis and Shadow Stalker took a few steps away form each other and gave a low and exaggerated bow, first to each other, and then to the watching crowd that applauded enthusiastically at the conclusion of the Wards impromptu performance.
The applause ran down as the Wards continued to stand motionless, except for one still loudly clapping patron who who walked forward, the figure was tall and slim, and dressed in a simple black suit with a top hat and a full face mask that was split in two one, was side was an exaggerated frown, and the other a smile. Collen tensed as the costumed figure gave a bow, before straightening, gloved arms spread out wide as though to welcome the crowd.
"Thank you! Thank you! I, ladies and gentlemen, am the puppeteer! And this the performance to announce my coming out so to speak as Brockton Bays newest, and without out a doubt best Rogue of Brockton Bay!"
Puppeteer gave a broad sweeping gesture, and the Wards collapsed like puppets with their strings cut.
Armsmaster carefully edged forward into the opening of the crowd, his halberd coming to bare with the optional tranquilizer attachment ratcheting open with an audible metallic schwing.
"Unknown Parahuman! You will cease all aggressive activity and lie flat on the ground! You are under arrest for the assault with a Parahuman ability and mastering of two Wards! Any aggressive action will be considered an act of aggression and will be responded to accordingly!"
Puppeteer turned to Armsmaster and he could feel the smirk behind the comedy and tragedy mask.
"Well ladies and gentlemen, it seems that my time has come since the nasty, somewhat incompetent protectorate has come late to the party and decided that they should ruin it, so with much regret, I shall have to bid you adieu."
Puppeteer gave another low bow as Armsmaster rushed forward and disappeared. Armsmaster scanned around, in both infrared and some other more common spectrums that capes with invisibility could be detected on, but there was nothing, and as the crowd began to leave, sensing that the show was over, Collin made his way over to the still unconscious and Wards and began to administer first aid.
End
YEAH! So that in my mind is something that gets closer to the Rogue ideal of Uber and Leet who are in it for the money. Any way, at the moment I would rate Puppeteer Taylor at Master 5 and stranger 6, but with experience to upgrade her shard I'd say upper limit is master 7 stranger 7 as her stealth abilities get better and she can control more people for longer periods of time.(Her limit at the moment is two for a period of 60 minutes at any one time.)
