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Post by SuperKamiGuy1 on May 1, 2022 4:40:10 GMT
A Throwback To Classic Pulpy Captain America Style Comics.
COMING SOON.
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Post by SuperKamiGuy1 on Jun 10, 2022 2:39:56 GMT
Frederikssund, Europe
A lone woman stands on top of a hill several miles away looking over the town through binoculars. She could see them clearly. The Nazi Soldiers who'd occupied the town and taken it over. The burned charred corpses of the fighters, the ones who resisted, were left impaled on a giant wooden stake in the center of the town. The rest of the town is littered with blood, bodies and shells. Red and black are the new colors of what was once a peaceful, growing town, which was unfortunate to become the stage of a full-blown invasion. The air which would normally be filled with the scent of freshly baked bread and the sound of people is now thick with the stench of gunpowder, blood, gore and death, truly hell had descended upon this area. The toll on both nature and humanity is disastrous. It'll likely take decades before this village will have recovered. It's clear rubble, gore and blood have taken the place of monuments, homes and roads. Annabelle Ruby lowered her binoculars and sighed. She thought, after the last war, after all the blood she spilled fighting to end it, that surely humanity would learn their lesson. That, surely, after such a horrific war that dragged the entire world into it, that surely nobody would want to repeat the tragedy of that nightmare. How foolish she was. 21 years later and nothing had changed. Millions were dying around the world now while others experienced all of the horrors of war waging around them and all because some shithead Kraut had gotten too big for his britches and started the conflict all over again.
Just like this town the world would take decades to recover if it ever did. If there was even a world left after this nightmare. Annabelle hated to admit it to herself but she was starting to wonder if the world was really worth fighting for. She'd served in the last World War and lived through all of the nightmares that had taken the lives of so many of her friends and comrades fighting to survive and end that nightmare. The War To End All Wars. None of them could have realized what was waiting for the world. Twenty-One Years. So many of them were gone now. Either dead from the horrors of the wars, either one, or just retired or unable or unwilling to fight again after the last war...but she hand't aged a day. She still looked as young as she was back then. Her mind had developed, shaped by experiences, but her age was still the same as ever. Out of all of her abilities, all of her gifts, that was the strangest one.
Sometimes she wondered if The Old Man had any idea what the hell he was creating when he experimented on her. She needed to find him, someday, some way, somehow, and find her answers. But right now? She needed to focus on her job. Annabelle slapped her hands against her face and rubbed it. Her pain didn't matter. Her fear didn't matter. Her past didn't matter. What mattered was the fact that there were people suffering around the world even now at this very moment and she could do something about it. She could take out the Germans, free the town and move on to the next one. Because that's why she was here. That's why she was born into this world. It's what she was reborn into the Superhuman she was now.
She was Annabelle Ruby.
She was The All American Girl.
She was a Soldier.
She was a Weapon.
She was a Superhuman.
She was a Hero.
Annabelle returned the binoculars to her belt, adjusted her disguise, lowered her hat and began walking towards the town. She buried her emotions and concerns for now. She would worry about the state of the world after the war was over. They were on the move. She could see civilians being dragged out of their homes and being loaded up into trucks and driven out of the town towards a likely horrible fate. She needed to find out where they were going and put a stop to it.
It was time to kick some Nazi ass.
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Post by SuperKamiGuy1 on Jun 17, 2022 3:03:00 GMT
Frederikssund, Europe
A lone woman stands on top of a hill several miles away looking over the town through binoculars. She could see them clearly. The Nazi Soldiers who'd occupied the town and taken it over. The burned charred corpses of the fighters, the ones who resisted, were left impaled on a giant wooden stake in the center of the town. The rest of the town is littered with blood, bodies and shells. Red and black are the new colors of what was once a peaceful, growing town, which was unfortunate to become the stage of a full-blown invasion. The air which would normally be filled with the scent of freshly baked bread and the sound of people is now thick with the stench of gunpowder, blood, gore and death, truly hell had descended upon this area. The toll on both nature and humanity is disastrous. It'll likely take decades before this village will have recovered. It's clear rubble, gore and blood have taken the place of monuments, homes and roads. Annabelle Ruby lowered her binoculars and sighed. She thought, after the last war, after all the blood she spilled fighting to end it, that surely humanity would learn their lesson. That, surely, after such a horrific war that dragged the entire world into it, that surely nobody would want to repeat the tragedy of that nightmare. How foolish she was. 21 years later and nothing had changed. Millions were dying around the world now while others experienced all of the horrors of war waging around them and all because some shithead Kraut had gotten too big for his britches and started the conflict all over again. Just like this town the world would take decades to recover if it ever did. If there was even a world left after this nightmare. Annabelle hated to admit it to herself but she was starting to wonder if the world was really worth fighting for. She'd served in the last World War and lived through all of the nightmares that had taken the lives of so many of her friends and comrades fighting to survive and end that nightmare. The War To End All Wars. None of them could have realized what was waiting for the world. Twenty-One Years. So many of them were gone now. Either dead from the horrors of the wars, either one, or just retired or unable or unwilling to fight again after the last war...but she hand't aged a day. She still looked as young as she was back then. Her mind had developed, shaped by experiences, but her age was still the same as ever. Out of all of her abilities, all of her gifts, that was the strangest one. Sometimes she wondered if The Old Man had any idea what the hell he was creating when he experimented on her. She needed to find him, someday, some way, somehow, and find her answers. But right now? She needed to focus on her job. Annabelle slapped her hands against her face and rubbed it. Her pain didn't matter. Her fear didn't matter. Her past didn't matter. What mattered was the fact that there were people suffering around the world even now at this very moment and she could do something about it. She could take out the Germans, free the town and move on to the next one. Because that's why she was here. That's why she was born into this world. It's what she was reborn into the Superhuman she was now. She was Annabelle Ruby. She was The All American Girl. She was a Soldier. She was a Weapon. She was a Superhuman. She was a Hero. Annabelle returned the binoculars to her belt, adjusted her disguise, lowered her hat and began walking towards the town. She buried her emotions and concerns for now. She would worry about the state of the world after the war was over. They were on the move. She could see civilians being dragged out of their homes and being loaded up into trucks and driven out of the town towards a likely horrible fate. She needed to find out where they were going and put a stop to it. It was time to kick some Nazi ass. Annabelle walked down the road to the town while 'limping' and dragging her leg behind her to fake an injury to sell the illusion that she was an ally who'd escaped from a battle. Her outfit being a battle torn blood stained German Soldier's Uniform would help of course as would the dirt and grime on her face along with the blonde wig she was wearing underneath her helmet added to the illusion. Her eyes being naturally blue were just the finishing touch. Annabelle 'dragged' herself down the road towards the town until a sniper bullet kicked up a small cloud of dust in front of her and she stopped mid-stride and hesitantly raised her hand in the German Salute. "Heil!" A few of the soldiers cautiously approached her. <"Who are you? What happened?"> One of them asked. <"Angelika Bäumler. My platoon were wiped out by them...the...the island monkey bastards! I was the only one to make it out. I had to warn you. They're coming. We need to shape out the last of them now and destroy the evidence before its too late."*> *Iinselaffe” (literally, “island monkey”; British isles) A term for the British by the Germans along with Tommies.* <"The Allies are coming here? Already?"> <"They've gone mad. They're ruthless. Killing everyone. The Devil Woman was with them."> Annabelle 'warned' them with the little nickname they'd given her. The American Devil. The Bloody Angel. The Monstrosity. She kind of liked that one. It was fitting for her. After everything she'd done? She'd earned it. <"The American Devil Woman? This is bad. We need to get the subjects shipped out to Doctor Krueger!"> There! A name! She needed to press harder. <"We have to evacuate the town! Now! Doctor Krueger's work is going to be vital to securing the reign of our Reich!"> Another one of the Germans scoffed. <"Silvio. We're putting an awful lot of faith in that maniac. What has he even provided to us? All those experiments and for what?"> <"Silence Frenzel! Have care how you speak! Silvio's work is critical! We just need to be patient!"> <"Oh shut it, Haerig! He's a lost cause and The Devil is on our doorstep!"> <"Enough! We need to get the girl inside, tend to her injuries and give her water. We'll ship out the last of them to Frauenhaarbach! Let the good doctor take care of them after. Come little lady. Lets get you inside."> <"Yes. Thank you."> She nodded and allowed them to carry her inside to the town. Silvio Krueger. Frauenhaarbach. Experiments. She was on the right track now but she needed more information. As cold as it was she might need to let the last of the citizens be evacuated from the town. If she left them here with her they would get caught up in the explosion. They set her down inside of a house on a bed and a few split up to find water for her. She couldn't help but noticed the blood splatters on the walls. The blood of the former occupants. From the way they'd been prattling on they likely murdered anyone who could fight back or looked like they were able to and shipped out the rest. Even for the Krauts this was psychotic. Annabelle had wrapped bloody bandages around various parts of her body to further sell the illusion and she groaned in pain as she was laid down on a bed while they scrambled to get the rest of the civilians evacuated. <"Ohhhhh th-that...that's better. Thank you."> She thanked them in the pitch perfect German accent she was faking. <"Please...some water..."> <"Of course. Of course. What else?"> <"Doctor Krueger. Can you tell me about him, Frenzel?"> <"I'm not sure if I should..."> <"Please? It's just us. With what's coming for us? We need to stand together and that includes speaking our minds together. To build trust together."> Frenzel looked to the stairs and back to her. <"He's a madman. He's conducting some kind...experiments on civilians. Anybody who isn't part of our Reich or anyone deemed unworthy to survive in our New World Order? They're hunted down, captured and sent off to his factory. I don't know what he's building there. Or what he's doing. It's something big though. Something to do with The Thule Society. We think it has something to do with The American Girl. I think they're building something to kill her."> He sighed and relaxed. <"But forget that. It's not our business to worry about that maniac. We just need to do our jobs...and I need to check your injuries. If you don't mind?"> <"Go ahead."> He smiled and removed her helmet only to remove the wig with it and reveal her red hair beneath it. That was when she sat right back up and covered his mouth with her hand. "Thank you, Frenzel. You've been a big help to me. Silvio Krueger. Frauenhaarbach. Mad Science. Got it. Thank you." Then she stole his gun, tossed him across the room into a wall and sat back up and pointed her gun at the stairs where the rest of the Germans were running back up to her. The moment they showed up on the second floor she opened fire on them. |
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Post by Valhalla Erikson on Jun 17, 2022 4:08:06 GMT
Good to see this potential awesome serial back!
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Post by SuperKamiGuy1 on Jun 17, 2022 4:19:27 GMT
Good to see this potential awesome serial back! Thank you so much bro! I'm going to have a blast with this series! Until next time! NIGHT!  |
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Post by SuperKamiGuy1 on Jun 20, 2022 1:55:13 GMT
Frederikssund, Europe
A lone woman stands on top of a hill several miles away looking over the town through binoculars. She could see them clearly. The Nazi Soldiers who'd occupied the town and taken it over. The burned charred corpses of the fighters, the ones who resisted, were left impaled on a giant wooden stake in the center of the town. The rest of the town is littered with blood, bodies and shells. Red and black are the new colors of what was once a peaceful, growing town, which was unfortunate to become the stage of a full-blown invasion. The air which would normally be filled with the scent of freshly baked bread and the sound of people is now thick with the stench of gunpowder, blood, gore and death, truly hell had descended upon this area. The toll on both nature and humanity is disastrous. It'll likely take decades before this village will have recovered. It's clear rubble, gore and blood have taken the place of monuments, homes and roads. Annabelle Ruby lowered her binoculars and sighed. She thought, after the last war, after all the blood she spilled fighting to end it, that surely humanity would learn their lesson. That, surely, after such a horrific war that dragged the entire world into it, that surely nobody would want to repeat the tragedy of that nightmare. How foolish she was. 21 years later and nothing had changed. Millions were dying around the world now while others experienced all of the horrors of war waging around them and all because some shithead Kraut had gotten too big for his britches and started the conflict all over again. Just like this town the world would take decades to recover if it ever did. If there was even a world left after this nightmare. Annabelle hated to admit it to herself but she was starting to wonder if the world was really worth fighting for. She'd served in the last World War and lived through all of the nightmares that had taken the lives of so many of her friends and comrades fighting to survive and end that nightmare. The War To End All Wars. None of them could have realized what was waiting for the world. Twenty-One Years. So many of them were gone now. Either dead from the horrors of the wars, either one, or just retired or unable or unwilling to fight again after the last war...but she hand't aged a day. She still looked as young as she was back then. Her mind had developed, shaped by experiences, but her age was still the same as ever. Out of all of her abilities, all of her gifts, that was the strangest one. Sometimes she wondered if The Old Man had any idea what the hell he was creating when he experimented on her. She needed to find him, someday, some way, somehow, and find her answers. But right now? She needed to focus on her job. Annabelle slapped her hands against her face and rubbed it. Her pain didn't matter. Her fear didn't matter. Her past didn't matter. What mattered was the fact that there were people suffering around the world even now at this very moment and she could do something about it. She could take out the Germans, free the town and move on to the next one. Because that's why she was here. That's why she was born into this world. It's what she was reborn into the Superhuman she was now. She was Annabelle Ruby. She was The All American Girl. She was a Soldier. She was a Weapon. She was a Superhuman. She was a Hero. Annabelle returned the binoculars to her belt, adjusted her disguise, lowered her hat and began walking towards the town. She buried her emotions and concerns for now. She would worry about the state of the world after the war was over. They were on the move. She could see civilians being dragged out of their homes and being loaded up into trucks and driven out of the town towards a likely horrible fate. She needed to find out where they were going and put a stop to it. It was time to kick some Nazi ass. Annabelle walked down the road to the town while 'limping' and dragging her leg behind her to fake an injury to sell the illusion that she was an ally who'd escaped from a battle. Her outfit being a battle torn blood stained German Soldier's Uniform would help of course as would the dirt and grime on her face along with the blonde wig she was wearing underneath her helmet added to the illusion. Her eyes being naturally blue were just the finishing touch. Annabelle 'dragged' herself down the road towards the town until a sniper bullet kicked up a small cloud of dust in front of her and she stopped mid-stride and hesitantly raised her hand in the German Salute. "Heil!" A few of the soldiers cautiously approached her. <"Who are you? What happened?"> One of them asked. <"Angelika Bäumler. My platoon were wiped out by them...the...the island monkey bastards! I was the only one to make it out. I had to warn you. They're coming. We need to shape out the last of them now and destroy the evidence before its too late."*> *Iinselaffe” (literally, “island monkey”; British isles) A term for the British by the Germans along with Tommies.* <"The Allies are coming here? Already?"> <"They've gone mad. They're ruthless. Killing everyone. The Devil Woman was with them."> Annabelle 'warned' them with the little nickname they'd given her. The American Devil. The Bloody Angel. The Monstrosity. She kind of liked that one. It was fitting for her. After everything she'd done? She'd earned it. <"The American Devil Woman? This is bad. We need to get the subjects shipped out to Doctor Krueger!"> There! A name! She needed to press harder. <"We have to evacuate the town! Now! Doctor Krueger's work is going to be vital to securing the reign of our Reich!"> Another one of the Germans scoffed. <"Silvio. We're putting an awful lot of faith in that maniac. What has he even provided to us? All those experiments and for what?"> <"Silence Frenzel! Have care how you speak! Silvio's work is critical! We just need to be patient!"> <"Oh shut it, Haerig! He's a lost cause and The Devil is on our doorstep!"> <"Enough! We need to get the girl inside, tend to her injuries and give her water. We'll ship out the last of them to Frauenhaarbach! Let the good doctor take care of them after. Come little lady. Lets get you inside."> <"Yes. Thank you."> She nodded and allowed them to carry her inside to the town. Silvio Krueger. Frauenhaarbach. Experiments. She was on the right track now but she needed more information. As cold as it was she might need to let the last of the citizens be evacuated from the town. If she left them here with her they would get caught up in the explosion. They set her down inside of a house on a bed and a few split up to find water for her. She couldn't help but noticed the blood splatters on the walls. The blood of the former occupants. From the way they'd been prattling on they likely murdered anyone who could fight back or looked like they were able to and shipped out the rest. Even for the Krauts this was psychotic. Annabelle had wrapped bloody bandages around various parts of her body to further sell the illusion and she groaned in pain as she was laid down on a bed while they scrambled to get the rest of the civilians evacuated. <"Ohhhhh th-that...that's better. Thank you."> She thanked them in the pitch perfect German accent she was faking. <"Please...some water..."> <"Of course. Of course. What else?"> <"Doctor Krueger. Can you tell me about him, Frenzel?"> <"I'm not sure if I should..."> <"Please? It's just us. With what's coming for us? We need to stand together and that includes speaking our minds together. To build trust together."> Frenzel looked to the stairs and back to her. <"He's a madman. He's conducting some kind...experiments on civilians. Anybody who isn't part of our Reich or anyone deemed unworthy to survive in our New World Order? They're hunted down, captured and sent off to his factory. I don't know what he's building there. Or what he's doing. It's something big though. Something to do with The Thule Society. We think it has something to do with The American Girl. I think they're building something to kill her."> He sighed and relaxed. <"But forget that. It's not our business to worry about that maniac. We just need to do our jobs...and I need to check your injuries. If you don't mind?"> <"Go ahead."> He smiled and removed her helmet only to remove the wig with it and reveal her red hair beneath it. That was when she sat right back up and covered his mouth with her hand. "Thank you, Frenzel. You've been a big help to me. Silvio Krueger. Frauenhaarbach. Mad Science. Got it. Thank you." Then she stole his gun, tossed him across the room into a wall and sat back up and pointed her gun at the stairs where the rest of the Germans were running back up to her. The moment they showed up on the second floor she opened fire on them. She quickly gunned down five of them, her bullets burrowing into their throats and out the other side to paint the walls in gushes of blood, and then the others retaliated with Sturmgewehr 44's, spraying her with automatic 7.92x33mm Kurz bullets at a speed of 500-600 rounds/min. It hurt. Even with her Super Skin repelling the bullets she still felt the pain of the bullets hosing her skin, like she was being sprayed by high speed rocks, but she was able to remain standing while calmly and coldly returning fire. The bullets were ripping apart her outfit but that was not a problem. It had served its purpose. The gunfire hurt but it wasn't anything she wasn't used to or couldn't handle. She'd survived No Man's Land after all and that had turned her into a bloody mess with the multiple trench lines' overlapping lines of fire from multiple angles before it was over. Annabelle distinctly remembered needing to scarf down a lot of rations and drink and rest before her body stitched itself back together after that ordeal until she recovered. Now though? While bullets still hurt her they were more of an inconvenience than anything. What was also important was that every bullet that hit her would fuel The Blast. The Blast, as she understood it, was what happened when she just took so many hits that her body became energized and released all of that force back out and wiped out, well, everything around her! Back then, in the last war, in No Man's Land, with hundreds of guns spewing hundreds of thousands of shells at her, The Blast was nearly apocalyptic and turned the area into a hellish wasteland. Afterword...she wasn't entirely sure what happened. She blacked out and when she came to she had ripped the Germans apart until she just couldn't go anymore. Annabelle had similar accidents since then whenever she took many hits in a fight and The Blast erupted out of her and afterword she would overheat, black out and go on a rampage until she exhausted her energy and was able to control herself again. Though thankfully none of her episodes were nearly as bad as No Man's Land had been. It was why she looked alone. Back in the present she returned fire until she'd gunned down the Germans in front of her and discarded the gun and her tattered hole filled disguise to reveal her costume underneath. The skin tight costume has rough, dotted texture mixed with a medieval chain mail-esque texture, making it look like an otherworldly, lizard-esque second skin, the costume itself is a cherry pink color and covers her from the neck down. Her gloves and boots are both blue in color accentuated with a two in one white scarf around her neck attached to her shoulders that flows down her back and looks like a pair of wings almost. She wears a white belt with a metal buckle and the letter "A" on it which stands for "America." The belt has several pouches on either side of it. A shield on her chest possesses the "Stars and Stripes" of the flag of the United States. She has another on her back with an Angel Wing pattern on either side with the wings positioned upwards. Not exactly a standard uniform, in fact it was as far from a uniform as one could get, but she wasn't exactly a standard soldier either. After discarding the tattered remains of her German Disguise and removing the bandages she turned around to look at Frenzel who was currently getting back up and she rushed him, grabbed his head again, leaped out of the window through the broken glass and slammed his head down on the ground with a sickening *CRUNCH!* sound on impact! She then scooped up his grenades, pulled the pins and tossed them at the Germans on either side of her even while they were shooting at her from all directions! Annabelle grimaced as the bullets sprayed her like raindrops until the grenades went off and took them out! Annabelle then ran forward through the resulting smoke cloud, grabbed a German's gun, pulled it out of his hand and struck him so hard in the chest she shattered the body of his ribcage and broke the ribs around it and sent him rocketing backward until he hit the wall of a building and shattered his spine! Annabelle then opened fire on the others with their own weapon and shot down everyone she could while the others spread out and took cover while the ones inside of the buildings continued to shoot at her through the windows. She withstood the pain of the bullets while she sprayed them back in return. Unlike her though they were humans, flesh and blood, and their own bullets ripped through them while the bullets she was being hit with, painful though they were, were considerably less effective and served to only ignite the flame within her. |
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Post by SuperKamiGuy1 on Jun 21, 2022 3:43:36 GMT
Annabelle walked down the road to the town while 'limping' and dragging her leg behind her to fake an injury to sell the illusion that she was an ally who'd escaped from a battle. Her outfit being a battle torn blood stained German Soldier's Uniform would help of course as would the dirt and grime on her face along with the blonde wig she was wearing underneath her helmet added to the illusion. Her eyes being naturally blue were just the finishing touch. Annabelle 'dragged' herself down the road towards the town until a sniper bullet kicked up a small cloud of dust in front of her and she stopped mid-stride and hesitantly raised her hand in the German Salute. "Heil!" A few of the soldiers cautiously approached her. <"Who are you? What happened?"> One of them asked. <"Angelika Bäumler. My platoon were wiped out by them...the...the island monkey bastards! I was the only one to make it out. I had to warn you. They're coming. We need to shape out the last of them now and destroy the evidence before its too late."*> *Iinselaffe” (literally, “island monkey”; British isles) A term for the British by the Germans along with Tommies.* <"The Allies are coming here? Already?"> <"They've gone mad. They're ruthless. Killing everyone. The Devil Woman was with them."> Annabelle 'warned' them with the little nickname they'd given her. The American Devil. The Bloody Angel. The Monstrosity. She kind of liked that one. It was fitting for her. After everything she'd done? She'd earned it. <"The American Devil Woman? This is bad. We need to get the subjects shipped out to Doctor Krueger!"> There! A name! She needed to press harder. <"We have to evacuate the town! Now! Doctor Krueger's work is going to be vital to securing the reign of our Reich!"> Another one of the Germans scoffed. <"Silvio. We're putting an awful lot of faith in that maniac. What has he even provided to us? All those experiments and for what?"> <"Silence Frenzel! Have care how you speak! Silvio's work is critical! We just need to be patient!"> <"Oh shut it, Haerig! He's a lost cause and The Devil is on our doorstep!"> <"Enough! We need to get the girl inside, tend to her injuries and give her water. We'll ship out the last of them to Frauenhaarbach! Let the good doctor take care of them after. Come little lady. Lets get you inside."> <"Yes. Thank you."> She nodded and allowed them to carry her inside to the town. Silvio Krueger. Frauenhaarbach. Experiments. She was on the right track now but she needed more information. As cold as it was she might need to let the last of the citizens be evacuated from the town. If she left them here with her they would get caught up in the explosion. They set her down inside of a house on a bed and a few split up to find water for her. She couldn't help but noticed the blood splatters on the walls. The blood of the former occupants. From the way they'd been prattling on they likely murdered anyone who could fight back or looked like they were able to and shipped out the rest. Even for the Krauts this was psychotic. Annabelle had wrapped bloody bandages around various parts of her body to further sell the illusion and she groaned in pain as she was laid down on a bed while they scrambled to get the rest of the civilians evacuated. <"Ohhhhh th-that...that's better. Thank you."> She thanked them in the pitch perfect German accent she was faking. <"Please...some water..."> <"Of course. Of course. What else?"> <"Doctor Krueger. Can you tell me about him, Frenzel?"> <"I'm not sure if I should..."> <"Please? It's just us. With what's coming for us? We need to stand together and that includes speaking our minds together. To build trust together."> Frenzel looked to the stairs and back to her. <"He's a madman. He's conducting some kind...experiments on civilians. Anybody who isn't part of our Reich or anyone deemed unworthy to survive in our New World Order? They're hunted down, captured and sent off to his factory. I don't know what he's building there. Or what he's doing. It's something big though. Something to do with The Thule Society. We think it has something to do with The American Girl. I think they're building something to kill her."> He sighed and relaxed. <"But forget that. It's not our business to worry about that maniac. We just need to do our jobs...and I need to check your injuries. If you don't mind?"> <"Go ahead."> He smiled and removed her helmet only to remove the wig with it and reveal her red hair beneath it. That was when she sat right back up and covered his mouth with her hand. "Thank you, Frenzel. You've been a big help to me. Silvio Krueger. Frauenhaarbach. Mad Science. Got it. Thank you." Then she stole his gun, tossed him across the room into a wall and sat back up and pointed her gun at the stairs where the rest of the Germans were running back up to her. The moment they showed up on the second floor she opened fire on them. She quickly gunned down five of them, her bullets burrowing into their throats and out the other side to paint the walls in gushes of blood, and then the others retaliated with Sturmgewehr 44's, spraying her with automatic 7.92x33mm Kurz bullets at a speed of 500-600 rounds/min. It hurt. Even with her Super Skin repelling the bullets she still felt the pain of the bullets hosing her skin, like she was being sprayed by high speed rocks, but she was able to remain standing while calmly and coldly returning fire. The bullets were ripping apart her outfit but that was not a problem. It had served its purpose. The gunfire hurt but it wasn't anything she wasn't used to or couldn't handle. She'd survived No Man's Land after all and that had turned her into a bloody mess with the multiple trench lines' overlapping lines of fire from multiple angles before it was over. Annabelle distinctly remembered needing to scarf down a lot of rations and drink and rest before her body stitched itself back together after that ordeal until she recovered. Now though? While bullets still hurt her they were more of an inconvenience than anything. What was also important was that every bullet that hit her would fuel The Blast. The Blast, as she understood it, was what happened when she just took so many hits that her body became energized and released all of that force back out and wiped out, well, everything around her! Back then, in the last war, in No Man's Land, with hundreds of guns spewing hundreds of thousands of shells at her, The Blast was nearly apocalyptic and turned the area into a hellish wasteland. Afterword...she wasn't entirely sure what happened. She blacked out and when she came to she had ripped the Germans apart until she just couldn't go anymore. Annabelle had similar accidents since then whenever she took many hits in a fight and The Blast erupted out of her and afterword she would overheat, black out and go on a rampage until she exhausted her energy and was able to control herself again. Though thankfully none of her episodes were nearly as bad as No Man's Land had been. It was why she looked alone. Back in the present she returned fire until she'd gunned down the Germans in front of her and discarded the gun and her tattered hole filled disguise to reveal her costume underneath. The skin tight costume has rough, dotted texture mixed with a medieval chain mail-esque texture, making it look like an otherworldly, lizard-esque second skin, the costume itself is a cherry pink color and covers her from the neck down. Her gloves and boots are both blue in color accentuated with a two in one white scarf around her neck attached to her shoulders that flows down her back and looks like a pair of wings almost. She wears a white belt with a metal buckle and the letter "A" on it which stands for "America." The belt has several pouches on either side of it. A shield on her chest possesses the "Stars and Stripes" of the flag of the United States. She has another on her back with an Angel Wing pattern on either side with the wings positioned upwards. Not exactly a standard uniform, in fact it was as far from a uniform as one could get, but she wasn't exactly a standard soldier either. After discarding the tattered remains of her German Disguise and removing the bandages she turned around to look at Frenzel who was currently getting back up and she rushed him, grabbed his head again, leaped out of the window through the broken glass and slammed his head down on the ground with a sickening *CRUNCH!* sound on impact! She then scooped up his grenades, pulled the pins and tossed them at the Germans on either side of her even while they were shooting at her from all directions! Annabelle grimaced as the bullets sprayed her like raindrops until the grenades went off and took them out! Annabelle then ran forward through the resulting smoke cloud, grabbed a German's gun, pulled it out of his hand and struck him so hard in the chest she shattered the body of his ribcage and broke the ribs around it and sent him rocketing backward until he hit the wall of a building and shattered his spine! Annabelle then opened fire on the others with their own weapon and shot down everyone she could while the others spread out and took cover while the ones inside of the buildings continued to shoot at her through the windows. She withstood the pain of the bullets while she sprayed them back in return. Unlike her though they were humans, flesh and blood, and their own bullets ripped through them while the bullets she was being hit with, painful though they were, were considerably less effective and served to only ignite the flame within her. Annabelle withstood the hailstorms of bullets until she shot down the Germans in through the windows, grabbed a pair of grenades and made a standing leap up to the second floor of one of the buildings, pulled the pins and tossed the grenades into the building through the window, yanked a gun away from one of them and leaped back down to the ground and walked towards the Germans while firing on them through their cover while the gunfire continued to rain down on her and the grenades exploded overhead and took out the Germans who were inside of the room. She gunned down more of the Germans and they fell back to change positions. With the storm of bullets finally halted Annabelle broke into a full on run! She kicked up dust in a burst of air as she raced towards them at incredible speeds far faster than a normal human she quickly closed the distance between them like she was in a speeding automobile! The Germans turned around and fired on her so Annabelle returned to a slow and gradual walk while she calmly and coldly shot them down. The bullets ripping through them while their own bullets impacted and pushed against her skin and then dropped to the ground as she collected thousands of joules of energy. The Germans in front of her dropped to the ground covered in blood while Annabelle continued to shoot until she ran out of ammunition. At which point she simply tossed it into the air, grabbed it by the barrel and rushed down another group of Germans shooting at her in a blind panic from one of the stores. She simply charged into the painful wall of bullets until she reached them, which took no time at all, and she turned around and swung the gun at one of them and cracked his head hard enough to take it off! She swatted the body aside and then she kicked another German across the room like he was a soccer ball! Another one was smashed to the floor. A neck was broken. Another was punched into the ceiling so hard he flew up into the second floor! Annabelle retrieved a gun from a German she'd dealt with and she gunned down the others while a cluster of grenades were thrown into the store. Annabelle just sighed. She'd be fine but this was gonna hurt. *BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMM*
The resulting explosion blasted apart the store and the corpses of the German soldiers around her. A cloud of fire erupted out of the store with smoke billowing out around the street. <I-s i-t d-ead? i-s i-t d-ead? Is that Monster dead?"> <"Has to be! No one could survive that!"> <"No human could survive that kind of an explosion like that, no, but that Monster is not human. Keep shooting."> <"Keep shooting?"> <"Until we're certain that we've done everything we can to kill It."> The Germans regrouped in front of the burning remains of the store, locked and loaded, took their positions and unloaded every. last. bullet. into the store! A hailstorm of bullets were unloaded into the smoke cloud from every surviving German soldier on Annabelle until they finally ran out of bullets and lowered their weapons. <"....It...It's dead right? It's dead now?"> <"It has to be. It has to be! We hit it with everything!"> They breathed sighs of relief until a tall humanoid female shape walked out of the smoke shining with light, both with a brilliant glowing aura and the inside of her body glowing as well, her bones glowing within her body, energy crackling wildly around her body and the light glowing brighter and brighter out of her body in rapid flashes of light that flashed out of her faster and faster and faster! The Germans screamed and dropped their weapons and turned to run away! She bellowed out an echoing deep roar as lights flashed out of her eyes and mouth and all of the energy she'd absorbed over the course of the battle was released out of her in an amplified spherical burning shockwave that obliterated the remains of the store and and washed over the town tearing apart and burning the buildings and it covered the Germans and flash fried and crumpled their bodies! Energy absorption, transference, and redistribution, Annabelle's greatest gift, was the ability to aggregate and refocus energy for alternate external release. When released, her body would greatly amplify the energy she'd collect over the course of a battle in a massive expulsion of energy all at once. She called it 'The Blast' for lack of a better name. An appropriate name because of the large amount of energy released around her body explode out of her and flash frying everything within the radius. When the blast finally died down Annabelle was left standing in the center of the crater she'd created in the center of the town. The Blast had fried the town. The majority of it was burned to cinders leaving a smoking burning ruin. Annabelle stood in the center of all of it only briefly before she collapsed to her hands and knees on the ground with steam billowing around her now temporarily reddish-pink skin from the blood flow that had been greatly sped up by the surge of energy which caused her body to sweat profusely but her body was so hot from the power up that it became steam. She'd cool back down soon, quicker if she could find some fluids, but her body would be wracked with incredible pain from the energy release, overheating in the aftermath and the pain from every single attack she'd taken until now! She wasn't anywhere nearly as badly hurt as she'd been after No Man's Land of course but she wouldn't able to move for a while. Which was good because Overheating tended to have another nasty side effect. After Overheating her brain tended to go a little bit loopy for a bit and she would enter a temporary berserker state during which she would black out completely until she finally Powered Down and her senses came back to her. Unfortunately, since she was so out of it when she was in her Berserker State she wasn't able to distinguish friend from foe and would just attack blindly until her mind came back to her. At which point she would need food and drink to replenish herself. The Blast could be incredibly useful but it had serious drawbacks and she couldn't risk using it when around other people, both for the devastation and the chaotic aftermath, and it was why she worked alone. As steam billowed out of her mouth and the darkness took her as the iris, pupil, and sclera of her eyes turned black Annabelle had to once again ask herself before she lost consciousness: ' What AM I?' Annabelle woke up again in the dirt and pulled herself up out of it coughing and hacking. Her mouth and throat were dry and she felt a sense of dizziness. Her stomach was grumbling loudly. After a few tries she pulled herself back to her feet and stumbled across the burning ruin of the town in a blind daze until she finally stumbled into a bar and fell over the counter right on her face. Gasping for breath she blindly fumbled around until she reached a bottle and knocked it off of the shelf, grabbed it and brought the bottle to her lips with a trembling hand, popped the top and chugged down the entire bottle before smashing it down. Annabelle gasped and sat back up. "Ohhhhh that's better! I needed that!" She grabbed another bottle and chugged down that one as well just to be sure before turning around and sitting against the counter as a few more whisps of steam blew out of her mouth. GROOOOOAAAANNNN!!!!!
"Yeah, yeah." She patted her stomach. "I hear you...well I got lucky with the bar still standing...maybe they still have some food too." She closed her eyes and tried to ignore the painful contractions of her empty stomach from her body using up so much energy and sniffed the air. *Sniff!* *Sniff!* *Sniff!* THERE! She stood back up and ran to the back of the bar where all of the remaining food was waiting. "Oh Baby." |
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Post by Valhalla Erikson on Jun 22, 2022 23:47:42 GMT
As a Power Ranger fan, I like the shoutout you gave to Anna's costume! Also noticed a few shout outs to both First Avenger and Wonder Woman, well done bro  |
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Post by SuperKamiGuy1 on Jun 23, 2022 2:47:20 GMT
As a Power Ranger fan, I like the shoutout you gave to Anna's costume! Also noticed a few shout outs to both First Avenger and Wonder Woman, well done bro Thanks so much man! Annabelle's a little bit of everything all rolled into one! I even added in a dash of Soldier Boy in there!  Glad you're having fun with the story! Annabelle has a downright insane battle waiting for her in the future and I'm going to have a lot of fun building up to and describing it.  |
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Post by SuperKamiGuy1 on Jun 24, 2022 1:50:15 GMT
She quickly gunned down five of them, her bullets burrowing into their throats and out the other side to paint the walls in gushes of blood, and then the others retaliated with Sturmgewehr 44's, spraying her with automatic 7.92x33mm Kurz bullets at a speed of 500-600 rounds/min. It hurt. Even with her Super Skin repelling the bullets she still felt the pain of the bullets hosing her skin, like she was being sprayed by high speed rocks, but she was able to remain standing while calmly and coldly returning fire. The bullets were ripping apart her outfit but that was not a problem. It had served its purpose. The gunfire hurt but it wasn't anything she wasn't used to or couldn't handle. She'd survived No Man's Land after all and that had turned her into a bloody mess with the multiple trench lines' overlapping lines of fire from multiple angles before it was over. Annabelle distinctly remembered needing to scarf down a lot of rations and drink and rest before her body stitched itself back together after that ordeal until she recovered. Now though? While bullets still hurt her they were more of an inconvenience than anything. What was also important was that every bullet that hit her would fuel The Blast. The Blast, as she understood it, was what happened when she just took so many hits that her body became energized and released all of that force back out and wiped out, well, everything around her! Back then, in the last war, in No Man's Land, with hundreds of guns spewing hundreds of thousands of shells at her, The Blast was nearly apocalyptic and turned the area into a hellish wasteland. Afterword...she wasn't entirely sure what happened. She blacked out and when she came to she had ripped the Germans apart until she just couldn't go anymore. Annabelle had similar accidents since then whenever she took many hits in a fight and The Blast erupted out of her and afterword she would overheat, black out and go on a rampage until she exhausted her energy and was able to control herself again. Though thankfully none of her episodes were nearly as bad as No Man's Land had been. It was why she looked alone. Back in the present she returned fire until she'd gunned down the Germans in front of her and discarded the gun and her tattered hole filled disguise to reveal her costume underneath. The skin tight costume has rough, dotted texture mixed with a medieval chain mail-esque texture, making it look like an otherworldly, lizard-esque second skin, the costume itself is a cherry pink color and covers her from the neck down. Her gloves and boots are both blue in color accentuated with a two in one white scarf around her neck attached to her shoulders that flows down her back and looks like a pair of wings almost. She wears a white belt with a metal buckle and the letter "A" on it which stands for "America." The belt has several pouches on either side of it. A shield on her chest possesses the "Stars and Stripes" of the flag of the United States. She has another on her back with an Angel Wing pattern on either side with the wings positioned upwards. Not exactly a standard uniform, in fact it was as far from a uniform as one could get, but she wasn't exactly a standard soldier either. After discarding the tattered remains of her German Disguise and removing the bandages she turned around to look at Frenzel who was currently getting back up and she rushed him, grabbed his head again, leaped out of the window through the broken glass and slammed his head down on the ground with a sickening *CRUNCH!* sound on impact! She then scooped up his grenades, pulled the pins and tossed them at the Germans on either side of her even while they were shooting at her from all directions! Annabelle grimaced as the bullets sprayed her like raindrops until the grenades went off and took them out! Annabelle then ran forward through the resulting smoke cloud, grabbed a German's gun, pulled it out of his hand and struck him so hard in the chest she shattered the body of his ribcage and broke the ribs around it and sent him rocketing backward until he hit the wall of a building and shattered his spine! Annabelle then opened fire on the others with their own weapon and shot down everyone she could while the others spread out and took cover while the ones inside of the buildings continued to shoot at her through the windows. She withstood the pain of the bullets while she sprayed them back in return. Unlike her though they were humans, flesh and blood, and their own bullets ripped through them while the bullets she was being hit with, painful though they were, were considerably less effective and served to only ignite the flame within her. Annabelle withstood the hailstorms of bullets until she shot down the Germans in through the windows, grabbed a pair of grenades and made a standing leap up to the second floor of one of the buildings, pulled the pins and tossed the grenades into the building through the window, yanked a gun away from one of them and leaped back down to the ground and walked towards the Germans while firing on them through their cover while the gunfire continued to rain down on her and the grenades exploded overhead and took out the Germans who were inside of the room. She gunned down more of the Germans and they fell back to change positions. With the storm of bullets finally halted Annabelle broke into a full on run! She kicked up dust in a burst of air as she raced towards them at incredible speeds far faster than a normal human she quickly closed the distance between them like she was in a speeding automobile! The Germans turned around and fired on her so Annabelle returned to a slow and gradual walk while she calmly and coldly shot them down. The bullets ripping through them while their own bullets impacted and pushed against her skin and then dropped to the ground as she collected thousands of joules of energy. The Germans in front of her dropped to the ground covered in blood while Annabelle continued to shoot until she ran out of ammunition. At which point she simply tossed it into the air, grabbed it by the barrel and rushed down another group of Germans shooting at her in a blind panic from one of the stores. She simply charged into the painful wall of bullets until she reached them, which took no time at all, and she turned around and swung the gun at one of them and cracked his head hard enough to take it off! She swatted the body aside and then she kicked another German across the room like he was a soccer ball! Another one was smashed to the floor. A neck was broken. Another was punched into the ceiling so hard he flew up into the second floor! Annabelle retrieved a gun from a German she'd dealt with and she gunned down the others while a cluster of grenades were thrown into the store. Annabelle just sighed. She'd be fine but this was gonna hurt. *BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMM*
The resulting explosion blasted apart the store and the corpses of the German soldiers around her. A cloud of fire erupted out of the store with smoke billowing out around the street. <I-s i-t d-ead? i-s i-t d-ead? Is that Monster dead?"> <"Has to be! No one could survive that!"> <"No human could survive that kind of an explosion like that, no, but that Monster is not human. Keep shooting."> <"Keep shooting?"> <"Until we're certain that we've done everything we can to kill It."> The Germans regrouped in front of the burning remains of the store, locked and loaded, took their positions and unloaded every. last. bullet. into the store! A hailstorm of bullets were unloaded into the smoke cloud from every surviving German soldier on Annabelle until they finally ran out of bullets and lowered their weapons. <"....It...It's dead right? It's dead now?"> <"It has to be. It has to be! We hit it with everything!"> They breathed sighs of relief until a tall humanoid female shape walked out of the smoke shining with light, both with a brilliant glowing aura and the inside of her body glowing as well, her bones glowing within her body, energy crackling wildly around her body and the light glowing brighter and brighter out of her body in rapid flashes of light that flashed out of her faster and faster and faster! The Germans screamed and dropped their weapons and turned to run away! She bellowed out an echoing deep roar as lights flashed out of her eyes and mouth and all of the energy she'd absorbed over the course of the battle was released out of her in an amplified spherical burning shockwave that obliterated the remains of the store and and washed over the town tearing apart and burning the buildings and it covered the Germans and flash fried and crumpled their bodies! Energy absorption, transference, and redistribution, Annabelle's greatest gift, was the ability to aggregate and refocus energy for alternate external release. When released, her body would greatly amplify the energy she'd collect over the course of a battle in a massive expulsion of energy all at once. She called it 'The Blast' for lack of a better name. An appropriate name because of the large amount of energy released around her body explode out of her and flash frying everything within the radius. When the blast finally died down Annabelle was left standing in the center of the crater she'd created in the center of the town. The Blast had fried the town. The majority of it was burned to cinders leaving a smoking burning ruin. Annabelle stood in the center of all of it only briefly before she collapsed to her hands and knees on the ground with steam billowing around her now temporarily reddish-pink skin from the blood flow that had been greatly sped up by the surge of energy which caused her body to sweat profusely but her body was so hot from the power up that it became steam. She'd cool back down soon, quicker if she could find some fluids, but her body would be wracked with incredible pain from the energy release, overheating in the aftermath and the pain from every single attack she'd taken until now! She wasn't anywhere nearly as badly hurt as she'd been after No Man's Land of course but she wouldn't able to move for a while. Which was good because Overheating tended to have another nasty side effect. After Overheating her brain tended to go a little bit loopy for a bit and she would enter a temporary berserker state during which she would black out completely until she finally Powered Down and her senses came back to her. Unfortunately, since she was so out of it when she was in her Berserker State she wasn't able to distinguish friend from foe and would just attack blindly until her mind came back to her. At which point she would need food and drink to replenish herself. The Blast could be incredibly useful but it had serious drawbacks and she couldn't risk using it when around other people, both for the devastation and the chaotic aftermath, and it was why she worked alone. As steam billowed out of her mouth and the darkness took her as the iris, pupil, and sclera of her eyes turned black Annabelle had to once again ask herself before she lost consciousness: ' What AM I?' Annabelle woke up again in the dirt and pulled herself up out of it coughing and hacking. Her mouth and throat were dry and she felt a sense of dizziness. Her stomach was grumbling loudly. After a few tries she pulled herself back to her feet and stumbled across the burning ruin of the town in a blind daze until she finally stumbled into a bar and fell over the counter right on her face. Gasping for breath she blindly fumbled around until she reached a bottle and knocked it off of the shelf, grabbed it and brought the bottle to her lips with a trembling hand, popped the top and chugged down the entire bottle before smashing it down. Annabelle gasped and sat back up. "Ohhhhh that's better! I needed that!" She grabbed another bottle and chugged down that one as well just to be sure before turning around and sitting against the counter as a few more whisps of steam blew out of her mouth. GROOOOOAAAANNNN!!!!!
"Yeah, yeah." She patted her stomach. "I hear you...well I got lucky with the bar still standing...maybe they still have some food too." She closed her eyes and tried to ignore the painful contractions of her empty stomach from her body using up so much energy and sniffed the air. *Sniff!* *Sniff!* *Sniff!* THERE! She stood back up and ran to the back of the bar where all of the remaining food was waiting. "Oh Baby." Annabelle was about to start gathering the food when she finally noticed that she was covered in something other than dirt and grime and soil and ash....she was covered in blood and gore! She ran to a mirror and looked herself over. "The hell? Where did this come from? How out of it was....wait...out of it? Shiiiit that's right. I blacked out. I released The Blast, passed out and then....then..." She sighed. "I blacked out....and went berserk again." Annabelle ran to the sink and she began washing herself off. "But where did all of this shit come from? I fried the town....I fried the Germans....so where did all of this come from? Fuck! They must've had backup, of course they did, they probably saw the light for miles." Annabelle took off her gloves and resumed washing herself off and washing and washing and washing and washing until she finally cleaned the gore off of herself. Now, her stomach was giving her issues, so she frantically prepared some food, a big, giant, plate of it, and started cooking everything else, and once it was all done she began devouring it ravenously. She tore into that giant plate of food to refresh herself until she felt a spray of bullets being emptied into her back. She lunged forward and then sat back up, patted her chest a few times, swallowed her food, sipped her drink and turned around to see a wounded SS Officer staring her down in horror. Annabelle calmly sipped from the bottle as she looked him over. His left arm was dislocated, he was missing two fingers on the hand of said arm, his right leg was broken and was barely standing on them, his uniform was covered in tears, tatters and blood splatters, and he had claw marks running down his face, apparently she'd raked her fingers down his face when she swiped at him, but he was one of the lucky ones. He must have done what he could to bind his wounds and hunted her down after. She set down the wine bottle and rushed him down, moving so fast she disappeared from the sight of his good eye, and grabbed him. "SS, huh? Good. I have some questions." <"You fucking American Devil Whore! I will tell you nothing! You hear me? NOTHING!"> <"I just tore apart entire platoons of you Kraut shits, after having already killed countless others before you, after having done the exact same thing during the last war and you just shot at me from behind. Do you really want to piss me off further? You still have eight more fingers I can rip off if it's that important to you. You know who I am, you know what I can do you, you saw what I did to the town. Would you like me to focus all of that aggression on you?"> There was a long sullen pause before he spoke up again. <"After...careful deliberation....I have decided to cooperate."> <"Good man. Do you speak English?"> "Y-yes?" "Good." She sat him down at a table, retrieved her food and sat down across from him. "What's your name, Fritz?" "Mein name iss Klaus Eugen Fenstermacher undt I am a proud soldier uff ze Fazzerlen!" "Where'd you come from? You weren't here when I arrived in town." "I vas assistingkt mein koHerrtes in securingkt anozzer town undt r-r-remofingkt its occupants vhen ve saw ze light undt felt ze schockwafe, hundreds uff feet away, undt r-r-rode into town to infestigate. Ve found you undt you slaughtered us all. You butchered mein koHerrtes like a r-r-rabid animal you monster! You tore me apart! You maimed me! You vere a r-r-ragingkt monster! A defil butcheringkt us vizzout r-r-remors!" "You have a lot of nerve calling me a monster after all the things your kind have done, Nazi, but there is one in particular I want to know about. So lets discuss Doctor Silvio Krueger. Tell me everything you know." Klaus' face blanched. "I know nothing! Nothing!" "No. You do. You know who he is don't you? You know what he's doing. Good. You're going to tell me everything." "Vhat vill you do if I tell you? Vill you spare mein life?" "Can't hurt your chances." She grabbed another bottle and handed it to him. "Now talk." Klaus sighed knowing he was screwed either way and took a drink and set it down. "Fery vell. I vill tell you eferyzzingkt. Silfio iss a madman vho klaims to be a true beliefer uff our proud National-Socialist Union. He's kertainly put in ze vork to be determined as ein but his insane experiments are insane efen by our schtentarts. He has a laboratory invFrauenhaarbach vhere ve haf been sendingkt ze unworzzy filzzy inferior masses uff ze vorld to him vhere he kan make somezzingkt vorzzvile out uff zem. But I haf seen his experiments. Vhat zey are doingkt in his lab. Under his leaderschip zey are kreatingkt monsters. Monsters uff twisted flesch mitt metal parts sewn onto zem. It iss beyond any mere proszzetics. Zey are butchered undt put back togezzer, reborn as immortal flesch golems zat vill serfe us in purgingkt ze Earzz uff Free Vill. All zose vho oppose our reich vill be hunted down undt slaughtered undt reborn to serfe us forefer undt Silfio vill be ze architect uff all uff it." "What the fuck is a Flesh Golem?" "Ist it nicht obfious little lady? Zey are masses uff human bodies merged undt sewn togezzer mitt schteel undt veapons. Hulkingkt abomination made uff farious parts uff human flesch, sometimes skinless, possessed uff extra limbs, organs undt heads vhere zey r-r-really schouldn't belong. Zey are kreatures uff nightmares zat only a true German beliefer kould kreate." "Super Soldiers." She realized. "Super Soldiers." He confirmed. "Ze likes uff vhich eclipse efen your power little girl. Zey vill follow our orters undt once ve haf enough uff zem ve vill swarm ze battlefields undt slaughter ze allied forces undt eferyone else vho opposes us undt ve deem unworzzy. Zey are but ze first schtep. Once ze process iss perfected it vill be applied to all uff us. A zousent year R-r-reich uff immortal true beliefers." "And how many people have you done this to?" He sneered at her and downed his drink before answering. "You know? It's funny. I lost kount." She stood up and grabbed him by the shirt and punched him across the room and out of the broken window to the street. Killing him on impact. Frauenhaarbach. She needed to get there immediately. Stopping this madness just became her top priority. With the Nazi disposed of she finished the last of her meal and wiped her mouth and hands. After taking care of clean up she began hunting the bar for anything she could carry and found some canned goods and drinks and placed them in a bag and exited the bar and began her hunt across the ruins of the town for any further supplies she could take with her. The town was in ruins. Aside from the giant smoldering crater she'd left in the ground from The Blast the force of her explosion had torn apart entire buildings and left them as burning ruins. Vehicles in its path were obliterated and the ones that weren't were thrown across the town by the force of the shockwave like toys until they crashed to the ground or flew into the sides or roofs of buildings. Any of the Germans who were caught up in The Blast were incinerated and their bodies were pulverized and crushed into the ground leaving charred crushed corpses of the ones who were left with anything remaining of them amid the ashes of their incinerated comrades. The others who weren't caught obliterated by The Blast's energy were thrown through the air farther than the vehicles to land scattered around the town. Their bodies broken on impact with the ground or sides of buildings. Multi-story buildings were wiped out by the energy and force of The Blast. The explosion had been bad enough but the unfortunate soldiers who had arrived in the town to investigate it got the worst of it. Annabelle had slaughtered them all during her uncontrollable berserker state. The broken bodies of her enemies littered the ruined town. Dead from either their caved in chests or broken necks or skulls or spines or from being thrown into rubble or having their weapons broken against their bodies. Those were the lucky ones. Others had been turned into piles of blood and gore. Chunks of flesh were splattered against walls and the ground. Broken bones were jammed into walls, struck where they'd been flung. Pieces of the Nazi cunts had been twisted or torn off or otherwise removed and thrown away while she ripped them apart. Their vehicles flipped and rolled over and bashed inward. Entire German Platoons, destroyed beyond recognition, their pieces scattered across the remains of the town. Nazi soldiers slaughtered by the dozens before she ran out of steam and passed out. Annabelle stood in the middle of the town with packs full of supplies taking all of this in. The wind blowing through her hair and blowing her scarf back. She closed her eyes and started walking out of the town. This was why she had to fight alone. It was too dangerous for her to be around others. "Send a Monster to kill other Monsters, eh? Makes sense I guess. One of these days I really need to track down the Old Man and get this all sorted out." "Until then." She opened her eyes once again with a face full of determination. "I have a world to save." |
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Post by SuperKamiGuy1 on Jul 3, 2022 21:27:34 GMT
Annabelle withstood the hailstorms of bullets until she shot down the Germans in through the windows, grabbed a pair of grenades and made a standing leap up to the second floor of one of the buildings, pulled the pins and tossed the grenades into the building through the window, yanked a gun away from one of them and leaped back down to the ground and walked towards the Germans while firing on them through their cover while the gunfire continued to rain down on her and the grenades exploded overhead and took out the Germans who were inside of the room. She gunned down more of the Germans and they fell back to change positions. With the storm of bullets finally halted Annabelle broke into a full on run! She kicked up dust in a burst of air as she raced towards them at incredible speeds far faster than a normal human she quickly closed the distance between them like she was in a speeding automobile! The Germans turned around and fired on her so Annabelle returned to a slow and gradual walk while she calmly and coldly shot them down. The bullets ripping through them while their own bullets impacted and pushed against her skin and then dropped to the ground as she collected thousands of joules of energy. The Germans in front of her dropped to the ground covered in blood while Annabelle continued to shoot until she ran out of ammunition. At which point she simply tossed it into the air, grabbed it by the barrel and rushed down another group of Germans shooting at her in a blind panic from one of the stores. She simply charged into the painful wall of bullets until she reached them, which took no time at all, and she turned around and swung the gun at one of them and cracked his head hard enough to take it off! She swatted the body aside and then she kicked another German across the room like he was a soccer ball! Another one was smashed to the floor. A neck was broken. Another was punched into the ceiling so hard he flew up into the second floor! Annabelle retrieved a gun from a German she'd dealt with and she gunned down the others while a cluster of grenades were thrown into the store. Annabelle just sighed. She'd be fine but this was gonna hurt. *BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMM*
The resulting explosion blasted apart the store and the corpses of the German soldiers around her. A cloud of fire erupted out of the store with smoke billowing out around the street. <I-s i-t d-ead? i-s i-t d-ead? Is that Monster dead?"> <"Has to be! No one could survive that!"> <"No human could survive that kind of an explosion like that, no, but that Monster is not human. Keep shooting."> <"Keep shooting?"> <"Until we're certain that we've done everything we can to kill It."> The Germans regrouped in front of the burning remains of the store, locked and loaded, took their positions and unloaded every. last. bullet. into the store! A hailstorm of bullets were unloaded into the smoke cloud from every surviving German soldier on Annabelle until they finally ran out of bullets and lowered their weapons. <"....It...It's dead right? It's dead now?"> <"It has to be. It has to be! We hit it with everything!"> They breathed sighs of relief until a tall humanoid female shape walked out of the smoke shining with light, both with a brilliant glowing aura and the inside of her body glowing as well, her bones glowing within her body, energy crackling wildly around her body and the light glowing brighter and brighter out of her body in rapid flashes of light that flashed out of her faster and faster and faster! The Germans screamed and dropped their weapons and turned to run away! She bellowed out an echoing deep roar as lights flashed out of her eyes and mouth and all of the energy she'd absorbed over the course of the battle was released out of her in an amplified spherical burning shockwave that obliterated the remains of the store and and washed over the town tearing apart and burning the buildings and it covered the Germans and flash fried and crumpled their bodies! Energy absorption, transference, and redistribution, Annabelle's greatest gift, was the ability to aggregate and refocus energy for alternate external release. When released, her body would greatly amplify the energy she'd collect over the course of a battle in a massive expulsion of energy all at once. She called it 'The Blast' for lack of a better name. An appropriate name because of the large amount of energy released around her body explode out of her and flash frying everything within the radius. When the blast finally died down Annabelle was left standing in the center of the crater she'd created in the center of the town. The Blast had fried the town. The majority of it was burned to cinders leaving a smoking burning ruin. Annabelle stood in the center of all of it only briefly before she collapsed to her hands and knees on the ground with steam billowing around her now temporarily reddish-pink skin from the blood flow that had been greatly sped up by the surge of energy which caused her body to sweat profusely but her body was so hot from the power up that it became steam. She'd cool back down soon, quicker if she could find some fluids, but her body would be wracked with incredible pain from the energy release, overheating in the aftermath and the pain from every single attack she'd taken until now! She wasn't anywhere nearly as badly hurt as she'd been after No Man's Land of course but she wouldn't able to move for a while. Which was good because Overheating tended to have another nasty side effect. After Overheating her brain tended to go a little bit loopy for a bit and she would enter a temporary berserker state during which she would black out completely until she finally Powered Down and her senses came back to her. Unfortunately, since she was so out of it when she was in her Berserker State she wasn't able to distinguish friend from foe and would just attack blindly until her mind came back to her. At which point she would need food and drink to replenish herself. The Blast could be incredibly useful but it had serious drawbacks and she couldn't risk using it when around other people, both for the devastation and the chaotic aftermath, and it was why she worked alone. As steam billowed out of her mouth and the darkness took her as the iris, pupil, and sclera of her eyes turned black Annabelle had to once again ask herself before she lost consciousness: ' What AM I?' Annabelle woke up again in the dirt and pulled herself up out of it coughing and hacking. Her mouth and throat were dry and she felt a sense of dizziness. Her stomach was grumbling loudly. After a few tries she pulled herself back to her feet and stumbled across the burning ruin of the town in a blind daze until she finally stumbled into a bar and fell over the counter right on her face. Gasping for breath she blindly fumbled around until she reached a bottle and knocked it off of the shelf, grabbed it and brought the bottle to her lips with a trembling hand, popped the top and chugged down the entire bottle before smashing it down. Annabelle gasped and sat back up. "Ohhhhh that's better! I needed that!" She grabbed another bottle and chugged down that one as well just to be sure before turning around and sitting against the counter as a few more whisps of steam blew out of her mouth. GROOOOOAAAANNNN!!!!!
"Yeah, yeah." She patted her stomach. "I hear you...well I got lucky with the bar still standing...maybe they still have some food too." She closed her eyes and tried to ignore the painful contractions of her empty stomach from her body using up so much energy and sniffed the air. *Sniff!* *Sniff!* *Sniff!* THERE! She stood back up and ran to the back of the bar where all of the remaining food was waiting. "Oh Baby." Annabelle was about to start gathering the food when she finally noticed that she was covered in something other than dirt and grime and soil and ash....she was covered in blood and gore! She ran to a mirror and looked herself over. "The hell? Where did this come from? How out of it was....wait...out of it? Shiiiit that's right. I blacked out. I released The Blast, passed out and then....then..." She sighed. "I blacked out....and went berserk again." Annabelle ran to the sink and she began washing herself off. "But where did all of this shit come from? I fried the town....I fried the Germans....so where did all of this come from? Fuck! They must've had backup, of course they did, they probably saw the light for miles." Annabelle took off her gloves and resumed washing herself off and washing and washing and washing and washing until she finally cleaned the gore off of herself. Now, her stomach was giving her issues, so she frantically prepared some food, a big, giant, plate of it, and started cooking everything else, and once it was all done she began devouring it ravenously. She tore into that giant plate of food to refresh herself until she felt a spray of bullets being emptied into her back. She lunged forward and then sat back up, patted her chest a few times, swallowed her food, sipped her drink and turned around to see a wounded SS Officer staring her down in horror. Annabelle calmly sipped from the bottle as she looked him over. His left arm was dislocated, he was missing two fingers on the hand of said arm, his right leg was broken and was barely standing on them, his uniform was covered in tears, tatters and blood splatters, and he had claw marks running down his face, apparently she'd raked her fingers down his face when she swiped at him, but he was one of the lucky ones. He must have done what he could to bind his wounds and hunted her down after. She set down the wine bottle and rushed him down, moving so fast she disappeared from the sight of his good eye, and grabbed him. "SS, huh? Good. I have some questions." <"You fucking American Devil Whore! I will tell you nothing! You hear me? NOTHING!"> <"I just tore apart entire platoons of you Kraut shits, after having already killed countless others before you, after having done the exact same thing during the last war and you just shot at me from behind. Do you really want to piss me off further? You still have eight more fingers I can rip off if it's that important to you. You know who I am, you know what I can do you, you saw what I did to the town. Would you like me to focus all of that aggression on you?"> There was a long sullen pause before he spoke up again. <"After...careful deliberation....I have decided to cooperate."> <"Good man. Do you speak English?"> "Y-yes?" "Good." She sat him down at a table, retrieved her food and sat down across from him. "What's your name, Fritz?" "Mein name iss Klaus Eugen Fenstermacher undt I am a proud soldier uff ze Fazzerlen!" "Where'd you come from? You weren't here when I arrived in town." "I vas assistingkt mein koHerrtes in securingkt anozzer town undt r-r-remofingkt its occupants vhen ve saw ze light undt felt ze schockwafe, hundreds uff feet away, undt r-r-rode into town to infestigate. Ve found you undt you slaughtered us all. You butchered mein koHerrtes like a r-r-rabid animal you monster! You tore me apart! You maimed me! You vere a r-r-ragingkt monster! A defil butcheringkt us vizzout r-r-remors!" "You have a lot of nerve calling me a monster after all the things your kind have done, Nazi, but there is one in particular I want to know about. So lets discuss Doctor Silvio Krueger. Tell me everything you know." Klaus' face blanched. "I know nothing! Nothing!" "No. You do. You know who he is don't you? You know what he's doing. Good. You're going to tell me everything." "Vhat vill you do if I tell you? Vill you spare mein life?" "Can't hurt your chances." She grabbed another bottle and handed it to him. "Now talk." Klaus sighed knowing he was screwed either way and took a drink and set it down. "Fery vell. I vill tell you eferyzzingkt. Silfio iss a madman vho klaims to be a true beliefer uff our proud National-Socialist Union. He's kertainly put in ze vork to be determined as ein but his insane experiments are insane efen by our schtentarts. He has a laboratory invFrauenhaarbach vhere ve haf been sendingkt ze unworzzy filzzy inferior masses uff ze vorld to him vhere he kan make somezzingkt vorzzvile out uff zem. But I haf seen his experiments. Vhat zey are doingkt in his lab. Under his leaderschip zey are kreatingkt monsters. Monsters uff twisted flesch mitt metal parts sewn onto zem. It iss beyond any mere proszzetics. Zey are butchered undt put back togezzer, reborn as immortal flesch golems zat vill serfe us in purgingkt ze Earzz uff Free Vill. All zose vho oppose our reich vill be hunted down undt slaughtered undt reborn to serfe us forefer undt Silfio vill be ze architect uff all uff it." "What the fuck is a Flesh Golem?" "Ist it nicht obfious little lady? Zey are masses uff human bodies merged undt sewn togezzer mitt schteel undt veapons. Hulkingkt abomination made uff farious parts uff human flesch, sometimes skinless, possessed uff extra limbs, organs undt heads vhere zey r-r-really schouldn't belong. Zey are kreatures uff nightmares zat only a true German beliefer kould kreate." "Super Soldiers." She realized. "Super Soldiers." He confirmed. "Ze likes uff vhich eclipse efen your power little girl. Zey vill follow our orters undt once ve haf enough uff zem ve vill swarm ze battlefields undt slaughter ze allied forces undt eferyone else vho opposes us undt ve deem unworzzy. Zey are but ze first schtep. Once ze process iss perfected it vill be applied to all uff us. A zousent year R-r-reich uff immortal true beliefers." "And how many people have you done this to?" He sneered at her and downed his drink before answering. "You know? It's funny. I lost kount." She stood up and grabbed him by the shirt and punched him across the room and out of the broken window to the street. Killing him on impact. Frauenhaarbach. She needed to get there immediately. Stopping this madness just became her top priority. With the Nazi disposed of she finished the last of her meal and wiped her mouth and hands. After taking care of clean up she began hunting the bar for anything she could carry and found some canned goods and drinks and placed them in a bag and exited the bar and began her hunt across the ruins of the town for any further supplies she could take with her. The town was in ruins. Aside from the giant smoldering crater she'd left in the ground from The Blast the force of her explosion had torn apart entire buildings and left them as burning ruins. Vehicles in its path were obliterated and the ones that weren't were thrown across the town by the force of the shockwave like toys until they crashed to the ground or flew into the sides or roofs of buildings. Any of the Germans who were caught up in The Blast were incinerated and their bodies were pulverized and crushed into the ground leaving charred crushed corpses of the ones who were left with anything remaining of them amid the ashes of their incinerated comrades. The others who weren't caught obliterated by The Blast's energy were thrown through the air farther than the vehicles to land scattered around the town. Their bodies broken on impact with the ground or sides of buildings. Multi-story buildings were wiped out by the energy and force of The Blast. The explosion had been bad enough but the unfortunate soldiers who had arrived in the town to investigate it got the worst of it. Annabelle had slaughtered them all during her uncontrollable berserker state. The broken bodies of her enemies littered the ruined town. Dead from either their caved in chests or broken necks or skulls or spines or from being thrown into rubble or having their weapons broken against their bodies. Those were the lucky ones. Others had been turned into piles of blood and gore. Chunks of flesh were splattered against walls and the ground. Broken bones were jammed into walls, struck where they'd been flung. Pieces of the Nazi cunts had been twisted or torn off or otherwise removed and thrown away while she ripped them apart. Their vehicles flipped and rolled over and bashed inward. Entire German Platoons, destroyed beyond recognition, their pieces scattered across the remains of the town. Nazi soldiers slaughtered by the dozens before she ran out of steam and passed out. Annabelle stood in the middle of the town with packs full of supplies taking all of this in. The wind blowing through her hair and blowing her scarf back. She closed her eyes and started walking out of the town. This was why she had to fight alone. It was too dangerous for her to be around others. "Send a Monster to kill other Monsters, eh? Makes sense I guess. One of these days I really need to track down the Old Man and get this all sorted out." "Until then." She opened her eyes once again with a face full of determination. "I have a world to save." UPDATED BABY! |
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Post by SuperKamiGuy1 on Jul 3, 2022 21:30:41 GMT
ALSO! COSTUME CONCEPTS! CONCEPT 1  CONCEPT 2  The first one is more in line with how I'd originally envisioned her looking in the story but I am definitely feeling the more military style of the second one. |
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Post by Valhalla Erikson on Jul 8, 2022 3:36:51 GMT
This is hitting me in the feels. A nice fun pulpy story of superheroes kicking Nazi asses! A palate cleanser after the crap Marvel has spewed out as of late.
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Post by SuperKamiGuy1 on Jul 8, 2022 3:51:06 GMT
This is hitting me in the feels. A nice fun pulpy story of superheroes kicking Nazi asses! A palate cleanser after the crap Marvel has spewed out as of late. You know it man! And I haven't even gotten to the real crazyness yet! The lab is going to be a downright diabolical nightmare! |
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Post by SuperKamiGuy1 on Jul 9, 2022 20:13:45 GMT
Annabelle withstood the hailstorms of bullets until she shot down the Germans in through the windows, grabbed a pair of grenades and made a standing leap up to the second floor of one of the buildings, pulled the pins and tossed the grenades into the building through the window, yanked a gun away from one of them and leaped back down to the ground and walked towards the Germans while firing on them through their cover while the gunfire continued to rain down on her and the grenades exploded overhead and took out the Germans who were inside of the room. She gunned down more of the Germans and they fell back to change positions. With the storm of bullets finally halted Annabelle broke into a full on run! She kicked up dust in a burst of air as she raced towards them at incredible speeds far faster than a normal human she quickly closed the distance between them like she was in a speeding automobile! The Germans turned around and fired on her so Annabelle returned to a slow and gradual walk while she calmly and coldly shot them down. The bullets ripping through them while their own bullets impacted and pushed against her skin and then dropped to the ground as she collected thousands of joules of energy. The Germans in front of her dropped to the ground covered in blood while Annabelle continued to shoot until she ran out of ammunition. At which point she simply tossed it into the air, grabbed it by the barrel and rushed down another group of Germans shooting at her in a blind panic from one of the stores. She simply charged into the painful wall of bullets until she reached them, which took no time at all, and she turned around and swung the gun at one of them and cracked his head hard enough to take it off! She swatted the body aside and then she kicked another German across the room like he was a soccer ball! Another one was smashed to the floor. A neck was broken. Another was punched into the ceiling so hard he flew up into the second floor! Annabelle retrieved a gun from a German she'd dealt with and she gunned down the others while a cluster of grenades were thrown into the store. Annabelle just sighed. She'd be fine but this was gonna hurt. *BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMM*
The resulting explosion blasted apart the store and the corpses of the German soldiers around her. A cloud of fire erupted out of the store with smoke billowing out around the street. <I-s i-t d-ead? i-s i-t d-ead? Is that Monster dead?"> <"Has to be! No one could survive that!"> <"No human could survive that kind of an explosion like that, no, but that Monster is not human. Keep shooting."> <"Keep shooting?"> <"Until we're certain that we've done everything we can to kill It."> The Germans regrouped in front of the burning remains of the store, locked and loaded, took their positions and unloaded every. last. bullet. into the store! A hailstorm of bullets were unloaded into the smoke cloud from every surviving German soldier on Annabelle until they finally ran out of bullets and lowered their weapons. <"....It...It's dead right? It's dead now?"> <"It has to be. It has to be! We hit it with everything!"> They breathed sighs of relief until a tall humanoid female shape walked out of the smoke shining with light, both with a brilliant glowing aura and the inside of her body glowing as well, her bones glowing within her body, energy crackling wildly around her body and the light glowing brighter and brighter out of her body in rapid flashes of light that flashed out of her faster and faster and faster! The Germans screamed and dropped their weapons and turned to run away! She bellowed out an echoing deep roar as lights flashed out of her eyes and mouth and all of the energy she'd absorbed over the course of the battle was released out of her in an amplified spherical burning shockwave that obliterated the remains of the store and and washed over the town tearing apart and burning the buildings and it covered the Germans and flash fried and crumpled their bodies! Energy absorption, transference, and redistribution, Annabelle's greatest gift, was the ability to aggregate and refocus energy for alternate external release. When released, her body would greatly amplify the energy she'd collect over the course of a battle in a massive expulsion of energy all at once. She called it 'The Blast' for lack of a better name. An appropriate name because of the large amount of energy released around her body explode out of her and flash frying everything within the radius. When the blast finally died down Annabelle was left standing in the center of the crater she'd created in the center of the town. The Blast had fried the town. The majority of it was burned to cinders leaving a smoking burning ruin. Annabelle stood in the center of all of it only briefly before she collapsed to her hands and knees on the ground with steam billowing around her now temporarily reddish-pink skin from the blood flow that had been greatly sped up by the surge of energy which caused her body to sweat profusely but her body was so hot from the power up that it became steam. She'd cool back down soon, quicker if she could find some fluids, but her body would be wracked with incredible pain from the energy release, overheating in the aftermath and the pain from every single attack she'd taken until now! She wasn't anywhere nearly as badly hurt as she'd been after No Man's Land of course but she wouldn't able to move for a while. Which was good because Overheating tended to have another nasty side effect. After Overheating her brain tended to go a little bit loopy for a bit and she would enter a temporary berserker state during which she would black out completely until she finally Powered Down and her senses came back to her. Unfortunately, since she was so out of it when she was in her Berserker State she wasn't able to distinguish friend from foe and would just attack blindly until her mind came back to her. At which point she would need food and drink to replenish herself. The Blast could be incredibly useful but it had serious drawbacks and she couldn't risk using it when around other people, both for the devastation and the chaotic aftermath, and it was why she worked alone. As steam billowed out of her mouth and the darkness took her as the iris, pupil, and sclera of her eyes turned black Annabelle had to once again ask herself before she lost consciousness: ' What AM I?' Annabelle woke up again in the dirt and pulled herself up out of it coughing and hacking. Her mouth and throat were dry and she felt a sense of dizziness. Her stomach was grumbling loudly. After a few tries she pulled herself back to her feet and stumbled across the burning ruin of the town in a blind daze until she finally stumbled into a bar and fell over the counter right on her face. Gasping for breath she blindly fumbled around until she reached a bottle and knocked it off of the shelf, grabbed it and brought the bottle to her lips with a trembling hand, popped the top and chugged down the entire bottle before smashing it down. Annabelle gasped and sat back up. "Ohhhhh that's better! I needed that!" She grabbed another bottle and chugged down that one as well just to be sure before turning around and sitting against the counter as a few more whisps of steam blew out of her mouth. GROOOOOAAAANNNN!!!!!
"Yeah, yeah." She patted her stomach. "I hear you...well I got lucky with the bar still standing...maybe they still have some food too." She closed her eyes and tried to ignore the painful contractions of her empty stomach from her body using up so much energy and sniffed the air. *Sniff!* *Sniff!* *Sniff!* THERE! She stood back up and ran to the back of the bar where all of the remaining food was waiting. "Oh Baby." Annabelle was about to start gathering the food when she finally noticed that she was covered in something other than dirt and grime and soil and ash....she was covered in blood and gore! She ran to a mirror and looked herself over. "The hell? Where did this come from? How out of it was....wait...out of it? Shiiiit that's right. I blacked out. I released The Blast, passed out and then....then..." She sighed. "I blacked out....and went berserk again." Annabelle ran to the sink and she began washing herself off. "But where did all of this shit come from? I fried the town....I fried the Germans....so where did all of this come from? Fuck! They must've had backup, of course they did, they probably saw the light for miles." Annabelle took off her gloves and resumed washing herself off and washing and washing and washing and washing until she finally cleaned the gore off of herself. Now, her stomach was giving her issues, so she frantically prepared some food, a big, giant, plate of it, and started cooking everything else, and once it was all done she began devouring it ravenously. She tore into that giant plate of food to refresh herself until she felt a spray of bullets being emptied into her back. She lunged forward and then sat back up, patted her chest a few times, swallowed her food, sipped her drink and turned around to see a wounded SS Officer staring her down in horror. Annabelle calmly sipped from the bottle as she looked him over. His left arm was dislocated, he was missing two fingers on the hand of said arm, his right leg was broken and was barely standing on them, his uniform was covered in tears, tatters and blood splatters, and he had claw marks running down his face, apparently she'd raked her fingers down his face when she swiped at him, but he was one of the lucky ones. He must have done what he could to bind his wounds and hunted her down after. She set down the wine bottle and rushed him down, moving so fast she disappeared from the sight of his good eye, and grabbed him. "SS, huh? Good. I have some questions." <"You fucking American Devil Whore! I will tell you nothing! You hear me? NOTHING!"> <"I just tore apart entire platoons of you Kraut shits, after having already killed countless others before you, after having done the exact same thing during the last war and you just shot at me from behind. Do you really want to piss me off further? You still have eight more fingers I can rip off if it's that important to you. You know who I am, you know what I can do you, you saw what I did to the town. Would you like me to focus all of that aggression on you?"> There was a long sullen pause before he spoke up again. <"After...careful deliberation....I have decided to cooperate."> <"Good man. Do you speak English?"> "Y-yes?" "Good." She sat him down at a table, retrieved her food and sat down across from him. "What's your name, Fritz?" "Mein name iss Klaus Eugen Fenstermacher undt I am a proud soldier uff ze Fazzerlen!" "Where'd you come from? You weren't here when I arrived in town." "I vas assistingkt mein koHerrtes in securingkt anozzer town undt r-r-remofingkt its occupants vhen ve saw ze light undt felt ze schockwafe, hundreds uff feet away, undt r-r-rode into town to infestigate. Ve found you undt you slaughtered us all. You butchered mein koHerrtes like a r-r-rabid animal you monster! You tore me apart! You maimed me! You vere a r-r-ragingkt monster! A defil butcheringkt us vizzout r-r-remors!" "You have a lot of nerve calling me a monster after all the things your kind have done, Nazi, but there is one in particular I want to know about. So lets discuss Doctor Silvio Krueger. Tell me everything you know." Klaus' face blanched. "I know nothing! Nothing!" "No. You do. You know who he is don't you? You know what he's doing. Good. You're going to tell me everything." "Vhat vill you do if I tell you? Vill you spare mein life?" "Can't hurt your chances." She grabbed another bottle and handed it to him. "Now talk." Klaus sighed knowing he was screwed either way and took a drink and set it down. "Fery vell. I vill tell you eferyzzingkt. Silfio iss a madman vho klaims to be a true beliefer uff our proud National-Socialist Union. He's kertainly put in ze vork to be determined as ein but his insane experiments are insane efen by our schtentarts. He has a laboratory invFrauenhaarbach vhere ve haf been sendingkt ze unworzzy filzzy inferior masses uff ze vorld to him vhere he kan make somezzingkt vorzzvile out uff zem. But I haf seen his experiments. Vhat zey are doingkt in his lab. Under his leaderschip zey are kreatingkt monsters. Monsters uff twisted flesch mitt metal parts sewn onto zem. It iss beyond any mere proszzetics. Zey are butchered undt put back togezzer, reborn as immortal flesch golems zat vill serfe us in purgingkt ze Earzz uff Free Vill. All zose vho oppose our reich vill be hunted down undt slaughtered undt reborn to serfe us forefer undt Silfio vill be ze architect uff all uff it." "What the fuck is a Flesh Golem?" "Ist it nicht obfious little lady? Zey are masses uff human bodies merged undt sewn togezzer mitt schteel undt veapons. Hulkingkt abomination made uff farious parts uff human flesch, sometimes skinless, possessed uff extra limbs, organs undt heads vhere zey r-r-really schouldn't belong. Zey are kreatures uff nightmares zat only a true German beliefer kould kreate." "Super Soldiers." She realized. "Super Soldiers." He confirmed. "Ze likes uff vhich eclipse efen your power little girl. Zey vill follow our orters undt once ve haf enough uff zem ve vill swarm ze battlefields undt slaughter ze allied forces undt eferyone else vho opposes us undt ve deem unworzzy. Zey are but ze first schtep. Once ze process iss perfected it vill be applied to all uff us. A zousent year R-r-reich uff immortal true beliefers." "And how many people have you done this to?" He sneered at her and downed his drink before answering. "You know? It's funny. I lost kount." She stood up and grabbed him by the shirt and punched him across the room and out of the broken window to the street. Killing him on impact. Frauenhaarbach. She needed to get there immediately. Stopping this madness just became her top priority. With the Nazi disposed of she finished the last of her meal and wiped her mouth and hands. After taking care of clean up she began hunting the bar for anything she could carry and found some canned goods and drinks and placed them in a bag and exited the bar and began her hunt across the ruins of the town for any further supplies she could take with her. The town was in ruins. Aside from the giant smoldering crater she'd left in the ground from The Blast the force of her explosion had torn apart entire buildings and left them as burning ruins. Vehicles in its path were obliterated and the ones that weren't were thrown across the town by the force of the shockwave like toys until they crashed to the ground or flew into the sides or roofs of buildings. Any of the Germans who were caught up in The Blast were incinerated and their bodies were pulverized and crushed into the ground leaving charred crushed corpses of the ones who were left with anything remaining of them amid the ashes of their incinerated comrades. The others who weren't caught obliterated by The Blast's energy were thrown through the air farther than the vehicles to land scattered around the town. Their bodies broken on impact with the ground or sides of buildings. Multi-story buildings were wiped out by the energy and force of The Blast. The explosion had been bad enough but the unfortunate soldiers who had arrived in the town to investigate it got the worst of it. Annabelle had slaughtered them all during her uncontrollable berserker state. The broken bodies of her enemies littered the ruined town. Dead from either their caved in chests or broken necks or skulls or spines or from being thrown into rubble or having their weapons broken against their bodies. Those were the lucky ones. Others had been turned into piles of blood and gore. Chunks of flesh were splattered against walls and the ground. Broken bones were jammed into walls, struck where they'd been flung. Pieces of the Nazi cunts had been twisted or torn off or otherwise removed and thrown away while she ripped them apart. Their vehicles flipped and rolled over and bashed inward. Entire German Platoons, destroyed beyond recognition, their pieces scattered across the remains of the town. Nazi soldiers slaughtered by the dozens before she ran out of steam and passed out. Annabelle stood in the middle of the town with packs full of supplies taking all of this in. The wind blowing through her hair and blowing her scarf back. She closed her eyes and started walking out of the town. This was why she had to fight alone. It was too dangerous for her to be around others. "Send a Monster to kill other Monsters, eh? Makes sense I guess. One of these days I really need to track down the Old Man and get this all sorted out." "Until then." She opened her eyes once again with a face full of determination. "I have a world to save." Annabelle trudged onward with a gun in her hand and holstered and a back of supplies on her back. (It's better this way. If I explode again at least I won't hurt my own allies. At any rate, any injuries I took beforehand, if there were any, have likely healed by now so I should be in top shape for the long walk. It will give me time to think and plan about how I am going to approach this situation. Monsters of Flesh and Steel? Fusing the two to create Monstrous Super Soldiers? Is such a thing possible? Doctor Raymond Lawrence back home has been creating splendid inventions years ahead of our time and The Old Man did create me so it's not impossible, sure, but the question is why? As far as I know my body was simply enhanced. I was not merged with any form of metal or reshaped to be a monster. So why do it? Sure the Nazi's are crazed animals but...well okay I just answered my own question. But the question remains why? What could he really hope to gain from all of this?) She pondered while following the tracks the trucks left behind. (I suppose I'll just have to ask them when I arrive.) Annabelle decided while she continued following the trail. (Instead of questioning why they're doing these things I should come up with a plan to eliminate them. If they are machines then they will have wires and a power source. If I target those then I can disable them. From the way the German described them then they will likely have a lot of strength and firepower but...if their free will is removed and they really have been reduced to mindless zombified automatons then I can't imagine them being too smart so if I focus on using my agility and outsmarting them then I should be fine.) She walked past a broken down vehicle that had been thrown out of the town by The Blast and crashed all the way out here and broken apart and then Annabelle calmly set aside her gun and grabbed the side of a large truck that was in her way in the middle of the road and she pushed it off the road before giving it a good shove another several feet to get it out of her way so she could continue. Neither of them were in any condition to be useful to her at the moment anyway. Annabelle retrieved her weapon and continued walking. (There's no telling how many monsters they've created in these labs. I could be looking at facing down another army. An army of monsters.) She paused in her thoughts to consider this. (I...should be fine, I think, but this is going to be a tall order. I can't even use The Blast for this because there's no telling how many captives are still inside the labs either. Furthermore, there is the possibility of being captured by The Nazi Scientists in the area after I run out of steam AND the problem that I'll need food and drink after even if I manage to kill everyone inside first. So. I can't use The Blast. Unless it becomes absolutely necessary. Which means I'm going old school. Lots of guns and explosives and knives and my two gloved fists against an a Zombified Automaton Nazi Army.) "Ohhhh this is going to be fun." She mused sarcastically. As she continued forward however another question arose. (Should I bring back the research notes? A project like this is bound to have left notes, right? There would have to be! The scale of such experiments terrifies me but with such a massive undertaking there would need to be people keeping notes on everything they're doing. That could be valuable! In the event that Silvio isn't the only one working on such a project, if there are others continuing their work in other locations, the Allies will need to know how to fight them in the future. But...what if the research is misused?) Annabelle stopped to consider this. She wasn't blind. She knew there were plenty of people back home who would salivate over the chance to create another her. An army would be even better and The Nazi's Monster Research Notes, as insane as they were, would be the perfect starting point. Sure, the Krauts were insane, but the description of their experiments sounded like they were years ahead of America's own Super Soldier Research, and likely other countries as well, if the notes fell into the wrong hands the results could be catastrophic. But what if it could save lives? What if they needed to know what they were fighting? What if the research was used for good? Wouldn't that be worth the risk? What if the research could lead to greater benefits in the world in the future? What if it was used for evil and lead to worse problems? What if the Government Suits decided to create their own Monsters? WHAT IF? WHAT IF? WHATIFWHATIFHWATIFHWATIF? "URRRRRGH!" She grabbed her head and rubbed it. "Too many questions not enough answers. I won't know how bad it is until get there." She sighed and calmed herself down. "For now I just have to focus. Just keep moving forward. That's all I can do." Annabelle continued walking into the next town. Unlike the last one which was crawling with the Nazi's before she arrived this one was deserted. Either they'd joined the fight in the town and been slaughtered during her blackout or they'd retreated. Either way it made life easier for her. Annabelle hunted for supplies in the town, packed what she could and then searched some more among the bloodstained town past the dead bodies of the Nazi's murdered victims, until she found some car keys she could use and then she sought out the vehicle, set aside her bag and guns and drove off down the trail. |
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Post by SuperKamiGuy1 on Jul 17, 2022 21:50:29 GMT
Annabelle was about to start gathering the food when she finally noticed that she was covered in something other than dirt and grime and soil and ash....she was covered in blood and gore! She ran to a mirror and looked herself over. "The hell? Where did this come from? How out of it was....wait...out of it? Shiiiit that's right. I blacked out. I released The Blast, passed out and then....then..." She sighed. "I blacked out....and went berserk again." Annabelle ran to the sink and she began washing herself off. "But where did all of this shit come from? I fried the town....I fried the Germans....so where did all of this come from? Fuck! They must've had backup, of course they did, they probably saw the light for miles." Annabelle took off her gloves and resumed washing herself off and washing and washing and washing and washing until she finally cleaned the gore off of herself. Now, her stomach was giving her issues, so she frantically prepared some food, a big, giant, plate of it, and started cooking everything else, and once it was all done she began devouring it ravenously. She tore into that giant plate of food to refresh herself until she felt a spray of bullets being emptied into her back. She lunged forward and then sat back up, patted her chest a few times, swallowed her food, sipped her drink and turned around to see a wounded SS Officer staring her down in horror. Annabelle calmly sipped from the bottle as she looked him over. His left arm was dislocated, he was missing two fingers on the hand of said arm, his right leg was broken and was barely standing on them, his uniform was covered in tears, tatters and blood splatters, and he had claw marks running down his face, apparently she'd raked her fingers down his face when she swiped at him, but he was one of the lucky ones. He must have done what he could to bind his wounds and hunted her down after. She set down the wine bottle and rushed him down, moving so fast she disappeared from the sight of his good eye, and grabbed him. "SS, huh? Good. I have some questions." <"You fucking American Devil Whore! I will tell you nothing! You hear me? NOTHING!"> <"I just tore apart entire platoons of you Kraut shits, after having already killed countless others before you, after having done the exact same thing during the last war and you just shot at me from behind. Do you really want to piss me off further? You still have eight more fingers I can rip off if it's that important to you. You know who I am, you know what I can do you, you saw what I did to the town. Would you like me to focus all of that aggression on you?"> There was a long sullen pause before he spoke up again. <"After...careful deliberation....I have decided to cooperate."> <"Good man. Do you speak English?"> "Y-yes?" "Good." She sat him down at a table, retrieved her food and sat down across from him. "What's your name, Fritz?" "Mein name iss Klaus Eugen Fenstermacher undt I am a proud soldier uff ze Fazzerlen!" "Where'd you come from? You weren't here when I arrived in town." "I vas assistingkt mein koHerrtes in securingkt anozzer town undt r-r-remofingkt its occupants vhen ve saw ze light undt felt ze schockwafe, hundreds uff feet away, undt r-r-rode into town to infestigate. Ve found you undt you slaughtered us all. You butchered mein koHerrtes like a r-r-rabid animal you monster! You tore me apart! You maimed me! You vere a r-r-ragingkt monster! A defil butcheringkt us vizzout r-r-remors!" "You have a lot of nerve calling me a monster after all the things your kind have done, Nazi, but there is one in particular I want to know about. So lets discuss Doctor Silvio Krueger. Tell me everything you know." Klaus' face blanched. "I know nothing! Nothing!" "No. You do. You know who he is don't you? You know what he's doing. Good. You're going to tell me everything." "Vhat vill you do if I tell you? Vill you spare mein life?" "Can't hurt your chances." She grabbed another bottle and handed it to him. "Now talk." Klaus sighed knowing he was screwed either way and took a drink and set it down. "Fery vell. I vill tell you eferyzzingkt. Silfio iss a madman vho klaims to be a true beliefer uff our proud National-Socialist Union. He's kertainly put in ze vork to be determined as ein but his insane experiments are insane efen by our schtentarts. He has a laboratory invFrauenhaarbach vhere ve haf been sendingkt ze unworzzy filzzy inferior masses uff ze vorld to him vhere he kan make somezzingkt vorzzvile out uff zem. But I haf seen his experiments. Vhat zey are doingkt in his lab. Under his leaderschip zey are kreatingkt monsters. Monsters uff twisted flesch mitt metal parts sewn onto zem. It iss beyond any mere proszzetics. Zey are butchered undt put back togezzer, reborn as immortal flesch golems zat vill serfe us in purgingkt ze Earzz uff Free Vill. All zose vho oppose our reich vill be hunted down undt slaughtered undt reborn to serfe us forefer undt Silfio vill be ze architect uff all uff it." "What the fuck is a Flesh Golem?" "Ist it nicht obfious little lady? Zey are masses uff human bodies merged undt sewn togezzer mitt schteel undt veapons. Hulkingkt abomination made uff farious parts uff human flesch, sometimes skinless, possessed uff extra limbs, organs undt heads vhere zey r-r-really schouldn't belong. Zey are kreatures uff nightmares zat only a true German beliefer kould kreate." "Super Soldiers." She realized. "Super Soldiers." He confirmed. "Ze likes uff vhich eclipse efen your power little girl. Zey vill follow our orters undt once ve haf enough uff zem ve vill swarm ze battlefields undt slaughter ze allied forces undt eferyone else vho opposes us undt ve deem unworzzy. Zey are but ze first schtep. Once ze process iss perfected it vill be applied to all uff us. A zousent year R-r-reich uff immortal true beliefers." "And how many people have you done this to?" He sneered at her and downed his drink before answering. "You know? It's funny. I lost kount." She stood up and grabbed him by the shirt and punched him across the room and out of the broken window to the street. Killing him on impact. Frauenhaarbach. She needed to get there immediately. Stopping this madness just became her top priority. With the Nazi disposed of she finished the last of her meal and wiped her mouth and hands. After taking care of clean up she began hunting the bar for anything she could carry and found some canned goods and drinks and placed them in a bag and exited the bar and began her hunt across the ruins of the town for any further supplies she could take with her. The town was in ruins. Aside from the giant smoldering crater she'd left in the ground from The Blast the force of her explosion had torn apart entire buildings and left them as burning ruins. Vehicles in its path were obliterated and the ones that weren't were thrown across the town by the force of the shockwave like toys until they crashed to the ground or flew into the sides or roofs of buildings. Any of the Germans who were caught up in The Blast were incinerated and their bodies were pulverized and crushed into the ground leaving charred crushed corpses of the ones who were left with anything remaining of them amid the ashes of their incinerated comrades. The others who weren't caught obliterated by The Blast's energy were thrown through the air farther than the vehicles to land scattered around the town. Their bodies broken on impact with the ground or sides of buildings. Multi-story buildings were wiped out by the energy and force of The Blast. The explosion had been bad enough but the unfortunate soldiers who had arrived in the town to investigate it got the worst of it. Annabelle had slaughtered them all during her uncontrollable berserker state. The broken bodies of her enemies littered the ruined town. Dead from either their caved in chests or broken necks or skulls or spines or from being thrown into rubble or having their weapons broken against their bodies. Those were the lucky ones. Others had been turned into piles of blood and gore. Chunks of flesh were splattered against walls and the ground. Broken bones were jammed into walls, struck where they'd been flung. Pieces of the Nazi cunts had been twisted or torn off or otherwise removed and thrown away while she ripped them apart. Their vehicles flipped and rolled over and bashed inward. Entire German Platoons, destroyed beyond recognition, their pieces scattered across the remains of the town. Nazi soldiers slaughtered by the dozens before she ran out of steam and passed out. Annabelle stood in the middle of the town with packs full of supplies taking all of this in. The wind blowing through her hair and blowing her scarf back. She closed her eyes and started walking out of the town. This was why she had to fight alone. It was too dangerous for her to be around others. "Send a Monster to kill other Monsters, eh? Makes sense I guess. One of these days I really need to track down the Old Man and get this all sorted out." "Until then." She opened her eyes once again with a face full of determination. "I have a world to save." Annabelle trudged onward with a gun in her hand and holstered and a back of supplies on her back. (It's better this way. If I explode again at least I won't hurt my own allies. At any rate, any injuries I took beforehand, if there were any, have likely healed by now so I should be in top shape for the long walk. It will give me time to think and plan about how I am going to approach this situation. Monsters of Flesh and Steel? Fusing the two to create Monstrous Super Soldiers? Is such a thing possible? Doctor Raymond Lawrence back home has been creating splendid inventions years ahead of our time and The Old Man did create me so it's not impossible, sure, but the question is why? As far as I know my body was simply enhanced. I was not merged with any form of metal or reshaped to be a monster. So why do it? Sure the Nazi's are crazed animals but...well okay I just answered my own question. But the question remains why? What could he really hope to gain from all of this?) She pondered while following the tracks the trucks left behind. (I suppose I'll just have to ask them when I arrive.) Annabelle decided while she continued following the trail. (Instead of questioning why they're doing these things I should come up with a plan to eliminate them. If they are machines then they will have wires and a power source. If I target those then I can disable them. From the way the German described them then they will likely have a lot of strength and firepower but...if their free will is removed and they really have been reduced to mindless zombified automatons then I can't imagine them being too smart so if I focus on using my agility and outsmarting them then I should be fine.) She walked past a broken down vehicle that had been thrown out of the town by The Blast and crashed all the way out here and broken apart and then Annabelle calmly set aside her gun and grabbed the side of a large truck that was in her way in the middle of the road and she pushed it off the road before giving it a good shove another several feet to get it out of her way so she could continue. Neither of them were in any condition to be useful to her at the moment anyway. Annabelle retrieved her weapon and continued walking. (There's no telling how many monsters they've created in these labs. I could be looking at facing down another army. An army of monsters.) She paused in her thoughts to consider this. (I...should be fine, I think, but this is going to be a tall order. I can't even use The Blast for this because there's no telling how many captives are still inside the labs either. Furthermore, there is the possibility of being captured by The Nazi Scientists in the area after I run out of steam AND the problem that I'll need food and drink after even if I manage to kill everyone inside first. So. I can't use The Blast. Unless it becomes absolutely necessary. Which means I'm going old school. Lots of guns and explosives and knives and my two gloved fists against an a Zombified Automaton Nazi Army.) "Ohhhh this is going to be fun." She mused sarcastically. As she continued forward however another question arose. (Should I bring back the research notes? A project like this is bound to have left notes, right? There would have to be! The scale of such experiments terrifies me but with such a massive undertaking there would need to be people keeping notes on everything they're doing. That could be valuable! In the event that Silvio isn't the only one working on such a project, if there are others continuing their work in other locations, the Allies will need to know how to fight them in the future. But...what if the research is misused?) Annabelle stopped to consider this. She wasn't blind. She knew there were plenty of people back home who would salivate over the chance to create another her. An army would be even better and The Nazi's Monster Research Notes, as insane as they were, would be the perfect starting point. Sure, the Krauts were insane, but the description of their experiments sounded like they were years ahead of America's own Super Soldier Research, and likely other countries as well, if the notes fell into the wrong hands the results could be catastrophic. But what if it could save lives? What if they needed to know what they were fighting? What if the research was used for good? Wouldn't that be worth the risk? What if the research could lead to greater benefits in the world in the future? What if it was used for evil and lead to worse problems? What if the Government Suits decided to create their own Monsters? WHAT IF? WHAT IF? WHATIFWHATIFHWATIFHWATIF? "URRRRRGH!" She grabbed her head and rubbed it. "Too many questions not enough answers. I won't know how bad it is until get there." She sighed and calmed herself down. "For now I just have to focus. Just keep moving forward. That's all I can do." Annabelle continued walking into the next town. Unlike the last one which was crawling with the Nazi's before she arrived this one was deserted. Either they'd joined the fight in the town and been slaughtered during her blackout or they'd retreated. Either way it made life easier for her. Annabelle hunted for supplies in the town, packed what she could and then searched some more among the bloodstained town past the dead bodies of the Nazi's murdered victims, until she found some car keys she could use and then she sought out the vehicle, set aside her bag and guns and drove off down the trail. Her drive through the next town proved oddly uneventful as well. Nothing but a blood drenched bombed out ruin covered in rubble. It was insane. She couldn't even count how many innocent people must have been killed by The Germans in their mad quest to secure their test subjects. What kind of madman was Krueger anyway? Not finding any survivors despite her search she moved onward towards the next town. She wouldn't find any answers in a ghost town like this anyway. She uttered a silent prayer for the dead and the captured and continued driving. Pressing her foot on the gas pedal and moving on ahead. Annabelle continued driving onward to the next town until a 7.92x57mm Mauser round from a Karabiner 98K was driven into her forehead and her head jerked back. "Oh there they are. Owwwww." She slammed her foot down on the gas and leaned forward. "Now where are you?" Her answer came in the form of two shots into her chest. (OW! OW! OW!) She grunted and tossed her bag of supplies aside and slammed on the pedal and drove right towards the next town despite occasionally jerking from the sniper rounds peppering her until she reached the entrance of the town, retrieved a machine gun and leaped out of the car and left the vehicle to continue careening wildly into the town towards the German Army while she leaped into the window of a building, broke into it, landed on her feet and immediately punched one of the Germans in the face so hard he was knocked off of his feet and he faceplanted into the floorboards where his face broke into and through them turning his face into a bloody mess while she immediately moved on to shooting down the other Germans in the room and then she stepped around the German Solider she'd punched to the floor and kicked him across the room into the sniper who'd been taking potshots at her earlier and finished him off with a few quick shots to the head. His face was turned into a bloody gorey mess and their bodies fell out of the window. As she was retrieving another gun she was shot in the side of her head by another sniper in the adjacent building! She stumbled a little but she recovered and looked back up while she retrieved her own sniper rifle, stood up, aimed and fired the Karabiner, releasing a 7.92x57mm Mauser that crossed the distance between them through the scope of the German's scope and into his eye! She dropped the sniper rifle, retrieved a pair of grenades, walked to the window and threw the grenades into the window of the adjacent building where they exploded and took out the remaining Germans inside and destroyed the room! With the snipers dealt with Annabelle leaped out of the window and down to the ground, landed on her feet and looked across the town to see where the car had crashed into some of the Germans who were now no doubt readying themselves for her approach. Annabelle rolled her neck while her scarves blew in the wind and she proceeded forward into the town while keeping an eye out for the enemy soldiers. She was hurting from the sniper rounds to her head but it was more of a bad headache than anything serious. Just to be certain though she ran her fingers through her hair and rubbed her face and looked at her hand. No blood. Good. She could keep going. Annabelle was certain she would heal anyway even if something did seriously damage her but being incapacitated in enemy territory until then would be bad for her either way so it was important to be aware of her current condition. As she continued walking through the town however she ran right into a trap where the Germans detonated a series of charges on either side of her and caught her in the resulting explosions and knocked Annabelle flat on her ass! The town shook from the resulting explosions and a cloud of flames and smoke was thrown into the sky with the rubble on either side of her! They didn't even wait for the cloud to disperse before another squad of them closed in on her from either side and began spraying the ground of the explosion with flamethrowers while another squad of them circled around behind her and began spraying MP40's and Sturmgewehr 44's into her! Annabelle gritted her teeth through the searing pain of the flamethrowers and the storm of bullets raining down on her and rolled over on her stomach. Her body was still feeling the pain of the explosions and literally everything hurt from her head to toes and everything in between and the pain was only getting worse by the second the more damage they delivered on her but she was able to force herself back up to her feet, stumbled a bit, found her footing and stood back up and leaped to the left where she landed on one of the soldiers and crushed his head with a punch that destroyed his skull and smashed into the ground beneath it! She didn't even hesitate to flip him over, punched into the fuel tank, ignited it and tossed him into the German soldier in front of her hard enough to send him flying backwards into another man where they were blown up in a giant fireball from the explosion of the fuel tank catching the others and exploding them as well! Still wreathed in flames she stood back up, grabbed the flamethrower from the next German, tore it from his grasp, tossed it aside, turned him around, punched into his fuel tank to ignite it and threw him to the others and barbecued them in the resulting explosions! Annabelle gritted her teeth through the searing burning insane pain around her body and steled herself to go rush down the Germans who were spraying her with gunfire, ran through the storm of bullets and closed in on them before they could react, vanishing from their field of vision, and re-appearing in front of them and she drove her fist into one of them and sent him flying backwards past the others into the side of a building. He dropped to the ground his back broken. This accomplished she swiftly began taking out the others. Wreathed in flames she punched out the two Germans on either side of her, stole a Sturmgewehr from another one and used it as a bat to crack open the skulls of three of the Germans around her before throwing it away and rushing the retreating Germans, appearing in front of them, and cracking them across their jaws before they had a chance to react and sending them crashing to the ground! Annabelle swiftly finished them off and looked around the area for the others until she heard the sound of tanks approaching and the roaring of the others. Annabelle ran towards a building and leaped up to the second floor, broke through a window, landed on one knee and straightened up and walked into a shower and turned it on to put out the flames surrounding her body while she listened to the sounds of the tanks outside and began formulating a plan. The good news was that, between the spray of hot water and her healing ability, the pain was dissipating which would make it easier to think and make a plan. Also, yes, she was indeed utilizing hot water. In the “heat” of the moment, it’s easy to forget, but the temperature of the water does actually matter, as it affects the water’s efficiency in extinguishing a fire. It’s a common misconception that spraying cold water on a fire will help put it out faster, but in reality, hot water is more effective in putting out a fire than cold water or water that is at room temperature. This is credited to a variety of factors, including the high heat capacity and the high latent heat of vaporization of water. Water is more effective than most other liquids at putting out fires due to its chemical properties, specifically its heat capacity and latent heat of vaporization. Heat capacity is the amount of heat required to raise the temperature by one Kelvin. Water has one of the highest specific heats among other naturally occurring substances. You would require about 4.182 KJ/kg to raise the temperature of water by 1 Kelvin. Thus, a large amount of heat is absorbed by the water when it is sprayed on fire in order to raise its own temperature. However, the heat absorbed to raise the temperature only provides part of the cooling effect. The heat absorbed when liquid water changes into steam is much greater than 4.182 KJ/kg and further boosts the cooling effect. Once the boiling point of water (100°c) is achieved, the heat being absorbed is no longer utilized to raise the temperature, but rather to break the bonds between the water molecules. The amount of heat required to break all the bonds and thus convert liquid water to water vapor is called the latent heat of vaporization. For water, the latent heat of vaporization is quite high, standing at about 2,260 kJ/kg. When cold water is used, time is first spent in bringing the cold water up to the boiling point. Since the temperature of hot water is already near its boiling point, less time is required to reach 100°c. Thus, the high latent heat of vaporization of water comes into play sooner for hot water than it does for cold water, so heat is absorbed at a faster rate by hot water. Also, a quicker conversion to steam means a faster establishment of a barrier between the burning fuel and oxygen. This combination of higher heat absorption when converting to steam and a faster barrier establishment helps hot water extinguish a fire more rapidly than cold water. Her costume now soaking wet Annabelle turned off the water and stepped out and began wiping herself down towels while the Nazi soldiers stormed up the stairs to look for her and kicked open the door to be met by Annabelle crashing into one of them, tackling him into the wall behind him and smashing him into it! She didn't even hesitate to grab his gun with one hand and quickly deal with the other three in front of her with the other. She flicked jabs out at the Nazi's in a jerking motion from various angles at high speeds and drove her super strong bullet like punches into them quickly before they could retaliate, cracking and shattering bones on impact, and smashing them to the ground. It wouldn't normally be a good idea to stretch your arm and side out this much, but since you "snap" your wrist at its climax it can use the added momentum to either rebound to the left opening up for a hook, or snap back to your body, ready to fire again. With them disposed of she turned around and gunned down the others in the room and then tossed a set of grenades down the stairs. A little present for the others coming inside. Meanwhile she stole the grenades off of another one of them and ran towards the window and leaped back down to the ground below while the grenades she'd thrown down the stairs exploded and took out the Nazi's who'd been hurrying up the stairs. With that dealt with and the fire extinguished she stood tall again and stared down the tanks. Annabelle took a deep breath and slowly blew it out as the military moved to surround her and the tanks aimed at her. She tossed a grenade up and down. "You're going to need more than that." |
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Post by SuperKamiGuy1 on Jul 24, 2022 21:25:45 GMT
 A bit off-topic but that's generally how I see her physique. Finally managed to select an image of how I envision her physicals. |
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Post by SuperKamiGuy1 on Jul 25, 2022 0:08:41 GMT
A tank fired on her but she ducked back inside of the building leaving the tank shell to explode against something off in the distance while Annabelle ran across the room and leaped through a window to get to the window across from it, breaking through both windows, and into the following building where she landed on her feet and continued running. The Germans meanwhile were not about to let her escape and they backed up and began firing into the building while the tanks moved into position to take aim at her. Annabelle paid the Nazi's no mind and continued running and broke through the window on the far side of the building but this time she held back her strength to not go into the next building but just through the window. From there she jumped up to the roof of the building, landed and ran across the room towards the ledge and she leaped off of it and onto one of the tanks! She landed on top of it, grabbed the locked hatch, forced it open with her super soldier strength, pulled the pin off of the two grenades and tossed them inside.
"Viel Spaß!" She called to them in a taunting sing-song voice and jumped off of the tank as the grenades exploded inside of the tank, killing everyone inside, and then she landed in front of the shocked German soldiers, punching out one of them as she did, stole his gun, kicked him through air towards his comrades and she began spraying gunfire on the Germans. A number of them were gunned down on the spot while the others spread out and returned fire on her. Kira withstood the bullets however and simply shot them down, discarded the weapon, grabbed grenades and resumed running while the other tank aimed and fired at her but she evaded the aim of the tank with her speed leaving its shell to strike the inside of the building and exploded inside of it. She stumbled a little from the shock of the explosion but she regained her footing and kept right on running towards a building while the tank backed off and took aim and fired at her again but Annabelle leaped into the air and kicked off of a wall while the tank shell shot off into the distance and took out a building. She landed back on her feet and she closed in on the tank, closed in on it and leaped up to the top of the tank, wrenched open the hatch and tossed the grenades inside and shut the hatch and leaped off of it and landed on her feet and walked away as the inside of the tank exploded and blasted apart the crew inside.
"Anything else?" Annabelle questioned the German forces currently regrouping around the town. As far as she could tell, Plan A was the bombs and the flamethrowers and Plan B was the tanks, so what would they come up with for Plan C?
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Post by SuperKamiGuy1 on Sept 17, 2022 22:11:50 GMT
A tank fired on her but she ducked back inside of the building leaving the tank shell to explode against something off in the distance while Annabelle ran across the room and leaped through a window to get to the window across from it, breaking through both windows, and into the following building where she landed on her feet and continued running. The Germans meanwhile were not about to let her escape and they backed up and began firing into the building while the tanks moved into position to take aim at her. Annabelle paid the Nazi's no mind and continued running and broke through the window on the far side of the building but this time she held back her strength to not go into the next building but just through the window. From there she jumped up to the roof of the building, landed and ran across the room towards the ledge and she leaped off of it and onto one of the tanks! She landed on top of it, grabbed the locked hatch, forced it open with her super soldier strength, pulled the pin off of the two grenades and tossed them inside. "Viel Spaß!" She called to them in a taunting sing-song voice and jumped off of the tank as the grenades exploded inside of the tank, killing everyone inside, and then she landed in front of the shocked German soldiers, punching out one of them as she did, stole his gun, kicked him through air towards his comrades and she began spraying gunfire on the Germans. A number of them were gunned down on the spot while the others spread out and returned fire on her. Kira withstood the bullets however and simply shot them down, discarded the weapon, grabbed grenades and resumed running while the other tank aimed and fired at her but she evaded the aim of the tank with her speed leaving its shell to strike the inside of the building and exploded inside of it. She stumbled a little from the shock of the explosion but she regained her footing and kept right on running towards a building while the tank backed off and took aim and fired at her again but Annabelle leaped into the air and kicked off of a wall while the tank shell shot off into the distance and took out a building. She landed back on her feet and she closed in on the tank, closed in on it and leaped up to the top of the tank, wrenched open the hatch and tossed the grenades inside and shut the hatch and leaped off of it and landed on her feet and walked away as the inside of the tank exploded and blasted apart the crew inside. "Anything else?" Annabelle questioned the German forces currently regrouping around the town. As far as she could tell, Plan A was the bombs and the flamethrowers and Plan B was the tanks, so what would they come up with for Plan C? Annabelle rolled her shoulders, stretched and cracked her neck and chased after the German Forces. They turned around and tried to aim at her but Annabelle closed in quickly, outmaneuvered their aim and closed in to punch out one of them and smash his head to the ground and break his head open! She stole his gun, kicked him away and began gunning down the rest of the Germans immediately around her while another group of them ran into a building to regroup with their comrades and Annabelle chased them inside. She was met by a pair of them armed with Panzerschrecks! They opened fire but Annabelle was too fast for them and she jumped over them while the 88mm rockets missed her completely and continued forward until the sides of buildings and exploded on impact in giant fireballs that blew open huge chunks of the buildings! Annabelle landed behind them and shot them both down before she felt a rain of bullets down on her and she looked up to see the Germans spraying ammunition down on her and the others pulling the pins on grenades and throwing them down on the floor below. Annabelle leaped up to the second floor and the grenades exploded beneath her and shook the building with explosions of flames and smoke! The clouds of flames rose up beneath her and followed her up to the second floor as Annabelle landed on the second floor and gunned down the Germans who fired upon her in vain! The bullets from their own gun ripped through their guts and she continued running upwards while the building began burning down around her! Annabelle opened fire on the panicking German forces on the third floor as they screamed and rained gunfire on her. She withstood their bullets and gunned down a few of them, then she ran forward, grabbed one of them by his shirt, kicked another one of them out of the window and then she dragged the German she was holding onto and then she threw him down to the gathering flames below! The German Soldier screamed in horror as he fell in the growing inferno below and the impact broke his spine. He could only scream helplessly as the flames began to consume him while the smoke choked the air from his lungs. Annabelle paid him no mind and ran and leaped out the window towards an adjacent building, landed on a windowsill and she leaped into the air, grabbed onto the roof and hoisted herself up. Annabelle landed on her feet and leaped over to the next rooftop, landed on it and aimed her gun down on the German Forces and fired down on them. The German fired back up at her in return but it was all in vain. She could withstand their bullets despite the pain from the impacts but hers tore through them until she ran out of ammunition. She looked down at the gun, shrugged and discarded it and simply leaped down to the streets below where she cracked one of the soldiers across the face and knocked him to the ground! Then she turned around and punched another one across the face, stole his combat knife and flung into the throat of another one of the Germans! He staggered back a few feet before collapsing on the ground grasping at his throat in desperation as blood sprayed out of it! Annabelle meanwhile simply obtained a new gun and finished off the Germans around her. Screams and explosions gunfire echoed through the air as the streets ran red with the blood of her enemies. Annabelle continued marching down the street taking them all out despite their best efforts as they lead her down a long road leading up to a giant tarp covering. Annabelle paused and pointed her gun at them. "What do you have there, boys?" They unveiled it in response to reveal a giant machine gun nest with German Soldiers at the ready with MG42's, 2cm Flak 38's, MG34's and Panzerschreck's all pointed right at her! (Oh so that's Plan C!) She realized and towards one of the buildings as they opened fire and she broke through the wall as the spray of gunfire littered the streets. Annabelle rolled across the floor and got back up as the Germans were moving into position now. Annabelle wasn't entirely sure if she could withstand Anti-Aircraft Gunfire and she wasn't willing to risk it if she didn't have to. |
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Post by Valhalla Erikson on Sept 17, 2022 23:11:57 GMT
You have no idea how much I need this. Especially after the sad portrayal of Brat-Hulk. And some asshat writer's women hating tendencies. This is how a real heroine should act.
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