Traitor Game: Clash of the Chaos Warriors

[Chris Lang]

Betty was surprised at Phoenix's objection. She said nothing as Phoenix went on.

"Sorry, but I don't buy that reasoning for a minute. Ms. Brant, you said that Jameson had been restrained with Spider-Man's webbing on several occasions, and even provided a photo to prove it. You also stated that he'd know Spider-Man's webbing when he saw it."

{Music: Any 'Objection' music will do here, though my personal favorite is the 'Trials and Tribulations' one}

"This net is nothing more than a cheap fishing net, with string attached to it to make it look more like webbing. Furthermore, it's not in the least bit sticky. So, based on your own words and the evidence you submitted ... there is no way Jameson could have mistaken the victim for the real Spider-Man!"

Betty sighed with relief, as Phoenix smiled confidently. Then Franziska shouted "Objection!"

"We only have the witness' word on it! She could be lying to protect her employer!"

"Not necessarily. We have this photograph." Phoenix then showed the photograph Betty had presented. "Ms. Brant, can the rest of the Bugle staff back up your story?"

Betty nodded. "Sure. Just about everyone who worked at the Bugle at the time this happened can swear to it."

Phoenix nodded. "Thank you. I believe we've established that mistaken identity is not the motive in this case."

Franziska sneered. "The witness is excused." she said.

Betty breathed a sigh of relief, as she left the witness stand. She passed by Lotta Hart on the way to the lobby.

{Music: any Court Lobby/lounge music, even though they're in the hall and not the lobby}

"I'm glad that's over with." Betty said.

"Tell me about it. I had to testify before ol' whippy gal before, and it was no picnic. Still, I'd rather be in here than out there. I reckon there's one helluva storm out there."

"I didn't even notice." Betty replied.

"That's cause this courthouse has soundproof walls, or so folks 'round here tell me. But even all the soundproofin' they do can't drown it out completely. If ya listen, ya can hear it here in this hall."

Betty heard muffled thunderclaps. She looked down the hall, and saw rain pounding against a window. Lotta continued with her speech.

"It's better hangin' out here than tryin' to leave in that mess. Reckoncourse I got no choice anyway. That whippy gal wants me to testify and show that photo I took of Jameson from behind. I won't lie to ya. If our spiky-haired city boy can't find a contradiction in it, it'll look bad for yer boss."

"I know. But I don't believe Jameson's a murderer. And neither does Mr. Wright." Betty replied.

{Music: 'Suspense' music}

It was at that moment that the lights flickered. Before either could say anything, there was an incredibly loud thunderclap and the lights went out.

After a moment, the lights came back on ... but Betty Brant and Lotta Hart had disappeared. The only trace they had been there was the photograph Lotta had dropped on the floor.

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{Music: something different}

From the point of view of Betty Brant and Lotta Hart, however, it was as if the lights came on only for them to find themselves some place else.



"This is a nice place. Folks gotta be mighty rich to live in a place like this." Lotta remarked.

"But how did we get here?" Betty asked.

“It is time.” With a snap of his fingers and a flash of light later a number of individuals would now be standing in the room. “Welcome everyone!” Jedah exclaimed to get their attention. “You have all been summoned to this place to participate in a great game in which the faith of your worlds hang in the balance. I am your host, Jedah Dohma, and I bid you all welcome to this Traitor Game in where you must find the killers among you before they have extinguished the flame off all the others.” As he finished he’d look down at the assembled players. “I realize this is much to swallow considering from whatever I spirited you away from, so I assume there are questions left lingering that I will try to answer at the best of my ability.”

"Ya mean we've been dragged outta one murder case only to be dragged into another?" Lotta said. ""Why'd ya go and do a thing like that? What's goin' on here?"

"She has a point." Betty said. She turned to face Jedah. "Why have you summoned us here?"

OOC: And so Betty and Lotta arrive at the scene of the game. Oh, and don't worry about Jameson. We'll check back in on that trial from time to time. :)

[Jeremi]

"We can do it! I know we can!" Roll replies. "Uhh... does anyone actually clean this place? It looks like it hasn't seen a good dusting in ages!"

Jedah would turn towards Roll. “The Spencer Mansion has a rather colorful past among the inhabitants of this world. Keeping it prim and proper I believe was not one of they top priorities.”

"Ya mean we've been dragged outta one murder case only to be dragged into another?" Lotta said. "Why'd ya go and do a thing like that? What's goin' on here?"

"She has a point." Betty said. She turned to face Jedah. "Why have you summoned us here?"

“What this is, Ms Hart is a Traitor Game to stop a Chaos Lord to plunge all the worlds into his domain and perpetual chaos.” He'd float up into the air before continuing. “Some of you have to have wondered about the strange disappearances and materialization of unknown individuals among you. Or the cracks in the sky showing images of new worlds. This is all caused by the Chaos Lord Shuma Gorath and he must be stopped. However...his powers are vast and this game might be the only chance to stop him.”

[Opalord]

“Order, order in the court!” The elderly judge seated at the highest point in the courtroom banged his gavel down. “The court is now ready to hear the case of Mr. Joshua Farkas. We have already heard his plea of not guilty. Is the defense ready to present?”

The attorney, one unkown to most in the court and fairly nondescript in his red suit, nodded “Yes your honor”

“Good. And the prosecution?”



Diego Armando, now known as Godot, calmly caught the mug of coffee that slid down his table (Seemingly from nowhere) and took a sip, taking a few moments to relish the taste, before nodding slightly

“Cup one is brewed and bitter your honor. Much like the final moments of the victim.”

“…I wasn’t aware that moments could be brewed, but very well. You may call your first witness”

Godot nodded “The prosecution calls… Joshua Farkas to the stand.”

The judge blinked in surprise “The defendant first? That’s a bit… strange.”

Godot took another sip from his cup. “Some cups don’t need any sweetener added to make a fine brew”

“…As usual I have no idea what you’re talking about. But very well. Bailiff, please escort Mr. Farkas to the stand.” The judge ordered, before blinking once more in surprise. “…Is… that…

“A costume?” came the gravelly voice from the defendant as he took the stand.



“I’m afraid, my dear lord over the law, that this is simply the countenance fate has dealt me”

Godot was the only one in the courtroom besides Farkas’s own attorney (who still thought he was a little strange looking) to seem unphased by the blob of a man. “Witness, name and occupation. Besides a cup with too much creamer in it for a face.”


TBC...

[Chris Lang]

“What this is, Ms Hart is a Traitor Game to stop a Chaos Lord to plunge all the worlds into his domain and perpetual chaos.” He'd float up into the air before continuing. “Some of you have to have wondered about the strange disappearances and materialization of unknown individuals among you. Or the cracks in the sky showing images of new worlds. This is all caused by the Chaos Lord Shuma Gorath and he must be stopped. However...his powers are vast and this game might be the only chance to stop him.”

"A Chaos Lord? Are ya sayin' this Chaos Lord is behind the weird storm that was forcin' us to stay in the courthouse? Just as well there was a trial, otherwise we'd have had nothin' much to do." Lotta said. Lotta "But I don't know anythin' about any Chaos Lords. I'm just a country gal tryin' ta be an investigative photojournalist."

"She's right. We're just reporters. What are we supposed to do against Chaos Lords? Isn't this a job for the Avengers? Or at least Dr. Strange?" Betty asked. "How would this 'Traitor Game' help stop this Chaos Lord of yours?"

[Jeremi]

"A Chaos Lord? Are ya sayin' this Chaos Lord is behind the weird storm that was forcin' us to stay in the courthouse? Just as well there was a trial, otherwise we'd have had nothin' much to do." Lotta said. Lotta "But I don't know anythin' about any Chaos Lords. I'm just a country gal tryin' ta be an investigative photojournalist."

"She's right. We're just reporters. What are we supposed to do against Chaos Lords? Isn't this a job for the Avengers? Or at least Dr. Strange?" Betty asked. "How would this 'Traitor Game' help stop this Chaos Lord of yours?"

“What you are Ms Hart and Ms Brant are scribes, you will tell the tale of what has and will happen here for the outside world when this is all over. It is true your powers are insignificant, but your mission is still important.” He'd motion towards the gathered players. “Soon a murder will happen and you will use your minds to find the Chaos Lord's traitors among you. Then and only then you will be able to turn the tide against him.”

[Josh M]

Hong Kong , China
It was a rain soaked day in Hong Kong’s back alleys. Inside one of the building was a underground fighting ring. Inside was movie star Fei Long. While he was a famous star, he liked pitting himself against fellow fighters for sport. “Whaaa!” He shouts kicking is opponent in the stomach, sending him into a wall.



Fei smiles and looks at his opponent. “You have great potential, but you lack patience’s!” he then turns tom the crowed. “Who is next to fall?” He says, suddenly the doors bust open, S.H.I.E.L.D agents fill the room. The crowed scatters, leaving Fei Long alone.




Agent Phil Coulson was the last to walk in. “Excuse me , Agent Phil Coulson, S.H.I.E.L.D agent, but I’m looking for a Mr. Fei long.” He says taking off his shades. The room was silent. "That must be you, right?"

“I am him, yes”.Fei says bowing. “What is the meaning of this?” He asks seriously.

“Well, it’s a matter of international important Mr. Long. If you could please come with me, I could explain in more details.

Fei frown. “Why should I American? You’ve done nothing to gain my attention!”

Phil faces palms. “Fury said this won’t be easy.” Phil then looks up. “Please, just come with us, You don’t want to start something with S.H.I.E.L.D. “You’re a great fighter, and if I might add as a fan of your work, You have some of the best kung fu movies ever!” Phil said with excitement, then gained his calm. “Hmm, As I was saying, You’re great fighter, but we’ve dealt with worse.”

“Fei grits his teeth. “You should never under estimate you’re opponents, Agent Coulson.“ Fei gets into a fighting stance. “You’re Move!

Phil frowns then says into a small mic in his collar. “Take him down." Suddenly a dart its Long’s neck, before he could react. He body shuts down. He was unable to talk, but was wide awake. “You’re currently under a potent paralyzing serum, as you could guess.” He smiles. “It will wear off I an hour or so. “Just enough time for us to talk. “He then motions to his fellow agents. “But him in the van, make sure you cuff his hands and feet, then chain him three times, He’s at Cap level.” Phil then starts walking to the van that was outside the building.

OOC: That's right! I will be playing Agent Phil Coulson and Fei long!"

[michalecs]

Jedah would turn towards Roll. “The Spencer Mansion has a rather colorful past among the inhabitants of this world. Keeping it prim and proper I believe was not one of they top priorities.”

"Oh now you've done it, Jedah. Ya don't know what you've unleashed here."
"We can't have that! This place simply must be neat and tidy!" Roll got out her broom extension and began immediately cleaning.

[Jeremi]

"Oh now you've done it, Jedah. Ya don't know what you've unleashed here."
"We can't have that! This place simply must be neat and tidy!" Roll got out her broom extension and began immediately cleaning.

“Well, who am I to deny an automaton her duty?” Jedah would reply to Rogue. “Do not stray far from the others however, we are only guests in this place, who knows what is lurking in the dark?”

[Chris Lang]

"Oh now you've done it, Jedah. Ya don't know what you've unleashed here."
"We can't have that! This place simply must be neat and tidy!" Roll got out her broom extension and began immediately cleaning.

"Well whaddya know? Another Southern gal in a place like this!" Lotta said with a smile. She moved forward to introduce herself. "The name's Lotta Hart."

[The Purple Skull]

In a matter of seconds, Volstagg and Dan arrive at the mansion!



"Ho! What dark sorcery is this?! But a second ago, we stood ready for battle! And now...we are here in this unknown location!"



"And thank god! We were about to face Akuma. Sucks to be Amingo..."

"Mortal, I know not who this "Akuma" is, but he certainly would've felt a thrashing like no other, courtesy of Volstagg the Voluminous!"

Some time later... Jedah would be standing up on the balcony looking down at the floor beneath him.

“It is time.” With a snap of his fingers and a flash of light later a number of individuals would now be standing in the room. “Welcome everyone!” Jedah exclaimed to get their attention. “You have all been summoned to this place to participate in a great game in which the faith of your worlds hang in the balance. I am your host, Jedah Dohma, and I bid you all welcome to this Traitor Game in where you must find the killers among you before they have extinguished the flame off all the others.” As he finished he’d look down at the assembled players. “I realize this is much to swallow considering from whatever I spirited you away from, so I assume there are questions left lingering that I will try to answer at the best of my ability.”

"This man speaks in riddles! First we are in a tournament to test our might, and now we are in a game to test our ingenuity? Madness I say! Utter madness!"

"Dude, if you just wanna up and quit, go right ahead."

"You misunderstand me, son of Hibiki. Though the Lion of Asgard is known across the Nine Realms for his unfettered might, I have been known to be quite the...what's the name of that mortal? Ah, yes. I have been known to be quite the Sherlock Holmes in certain situations."

"Well if this mystery involves solving the case of the missing Twinkies, I'm sure you'll have a lead for that!"

“What this is, Ms Hart is a Traitor Game to stop a Chaos Lord to plunge all the worlds into his domain and perpetual chaos.” He'd float up into the air before continuing. “Some of you have to have wondered about the strange disappearances and materialization of unknown individuals among you. Or the cracks in the sky showing images of new worlds. This is all caused by the Chaos Lord Shuma Gorath and he must be stopped. However...his powers are vast and this game might be the only chance to stop him.”

"SHUMA GORATH?! Did you say SHUMA GORATH?! He who sleeps, but shall awake?!"

"What's a Shuma Gorath? Is that like a rip off of the Shotokan fighting style or something?"

"Do not be ignorant, boy! Shuma Gorath is a vengeful Lord of Chaos! Why, his power alone can bring even the Devourer of Worlds, Galactus, to his knees!"

"Dude, what are you talking about?!"

Volstagg looks up towards Jedah.

"Hear me, stranger! If we are indeed on a collision course with Shuma Gorath, I suggest we cease this "Traitor Game" nonsense and prepare for WAR! An army of many is what we need!"

Taikyo High School's going on a field trip to the Xavier Institute! - Rival Schools #44

[Froggy]

ultron stood in front of Avengers Mansion, beckoning the whole team to come at him like he was a sibling. "COME FORWARD AND MEET YOUR END AVENGERS, FOR I AM ULTRON THE ULTIMATE MACHINE BEING!" he said, his mouth charging up and blasting at them only for the Avengers to disappear

at the same time a familiar bombastic blue bomber was making his way through one of Wily's old bases to find the source of an asteroid

which turned out to be Duo. "Duo? what are you doing here?"

"Megaman there's something tearing into reality! I came to warn you before it's too la-

Megaman didn't hear teh end of his sentence before leaving the area and reappearing in a mansion

in front of Ultron, who looked down at the boy robot and laughed. "HAHA! THE AVENGERS RUN FROM ME AND LEAVE LITTLE BOY BLUE TO FIGHT ME?"

"hey mister! I may be small but I pack quite a punch!"

[Jeremi]

"Hear me, stranger! If we are indeed on a collision course with Shuma Gorath, I suggest we cease this "Traitor Game" nonsense and prepare for WAR! An army of many is what we need!"

“The war you speak of, Asgardian, has gone on for quite some time now. As we Earth-Vulgus has already been swallowed by the Chaos Lord as has Earth-194X. A direct approach would be most useless, but this will give the worlds a fighting chance to remove his influence.”

[michalecs]

"Well whaddya know? Another Southern gal in a place like this!" Lotta said with a smile. She moved forward to introduce herself. "The name's Lotta Hart."

"Anna Marie. Though Ah go by the moniker of Rogue anymore. A true pleasure, Miss Hart." Of course, she thought to herself What's a porn star doing here? I mean, Lotta Hart? Come on!

[Froggy]

Ultron and Megaman stopped squabbling to listen to Jedah's words

both were shocked to hear what they had found. Ultron never encountered Shuma Gorath but had dealt with his one time foe Dr. Strange, and heard stories of this massive being, and what it could do

The two put aside whatever problems they had for the moment to try and figure out what to do around here

[Josh M]

In the van, Agent Coulson explains to the now able to move Fei long that S.H.I.E.L.D is looking into Shadaloo and they need some help.

“So, you understand why we need someone like you.” Coulson says from the driver’s seat

Fei long nods. “Hmm, now understand your insistence."

“Yeah, sorry about the dart thing. I really didn’t want to do that.”

Suddenly a blinding light bursts. When the Two men open their eye, they were in a mission, van free.
After the expiation, the men resound



“Hmm, A different kind of challenge for me to challenge myself! I like it!" Fei Long Shouts.



Phil sighs.“Just for the record, I don’t like this at all. Of course the source is magic. I hate magic." Phil Response out loud. “God, I hate magic”