The GIANT-SIZE Traitor Game: War Of The Exiles!

[tangentman]

"Whoa." Lydia studied the rapidly-approaching train. "That thing's not pulling in for a stop, it's FALLING ON US!"

Arcane hand-gestures rapidly drew sigils in the air. Underneath everyone's feet, the floor was covered by an amethyst sheath. "This one's on me," she said to Blink. Indigo Rose opened a portal to evacuate the players. If possible, she would include any innocent bystanders in line-of-sight.

[Chris Lang]

Times like these were ones where Irene wondered if having her vision restored was a good idea after all. Of all the senses, eyesight was the most easily fooled.

The flaming train falling from the sky could have easily been some sort of bizarre hallucination brought on by stress. But Irene's powers, however, told her that it was real. Furthermore, her companions also spotted it.

"Whoa." Lydia studied the rapidly-approaching train. "That thing's not pulling in for a stop, it's FALLING ON US!"

Arcane hand-gestures rapidly drew sigils in the air. Underneath everyone's feet, the floor was covered by an amethyst sheath. "This one's on me," she said to Blink. Indigo Rose opened a portal to evacuate the players. If possible, she would include any innocent bystanders in line-of-sight.

"Quick!" Irene shouted. "We must move out of the way!"

[tangentman]

"Quick!" Irene shouted. "We must move out of the way!"

"Then let the portal take you to safety! What do you think I'm doing?!"

[tangentman]

OOC: Wow, a double post.

Haven't seen one of these in a long time.

[Chris Lang]

"Then let the portal take you to safety! What do you think I'm doing?!"

Irene wasted no time in taking the portal. Her words were not directed at the woman calling herself Indigo Rose, but at everyone else.

[The Purple Skull]

"Whoa." Lydia studied the rapidly-approaching train. "That thing's not pulling in for a stop, it's FALLING ON US!"

Arcane hand-gestures rapidly drew sigils in the air. Underneath everyone's feet, the floor was covered by an amethyst sheath. "This one's on me," she said to Blink. Indigo Rose opened a portal to evacuate the players. If possible, she would include any innocent bystanders in line-of-sight.

"Good work. That will buy us some time.

THUNDERBALL!

IRON WOMAN!

We need to slow that train down! Fly up there and see if you can guide it to the ground. I have your back. If anything goes wrong, I'll teleport you out. But right now we need to catch that train!"

[Cthulhudrew]

They look at their surroundings-- they're already standing at an open-air metro platform. The train tracks are right in front of them, and there's plenty of vacant benches.
"...anybody got a schedule?"

"I suppose that makes it official - we're being railroaded."

"Good work. That will buy us some time.

THUNDERBALL!

IRON WOMAN!

We need to slow that train down! Fly up there and see if you can guide it to the ground. I have your back. If anything goes wrong, I'll teleport you out. But right now we need to catch that train!"

Thunderball whirled his mace, getting ready to take flight. Difficult, he thought. The mace provides me with forward momentum, but I'll without a foundation to stand on, I won't be able to do squat to halt that train. Maybe...

Thought becoming action, he hurls himself skywards, mentally directing Thunderstrike to bring his path into intersection with the locomotive.

As he passes by, he reaches out with his free hand and takes hold of the metallic pilot at the front of the engine, trying to redirect its path upwards, slowing it down.

[michalecs]

"Good work. That will buy us some time.

THUNDERBALL!

IRON WOMAN!

We need to slow that train down! Fly up there and see if you can guide it to the ground. I have your back. If anything goes wrong, I'll teleport you out. But right now we need to catch that train!"

"Not my usual way of catching a train but I can do it." She made the proper calculations and flew up to get into position to slow the train's descent.

[The Purple Skull]

"I suppose that makes it official - we're being railroaded."

Thunderball whirled his mace, getting ready to take flight. Difficult, he thought. The mace provides me with forward momentum, but I'll without a foundation to stand on, I won't be able to do squat to halt that train. Maybe...

Thought becoming action, he hurls himself skywards, mentally directing Thunderstrike to bring his path into intersection with the locomotive.

As he passes by, he reaches out with his free hand and takes hold of the metallic pilot at the front of the engine, trying to redirect its path upwards, slowing it down.

"Not my usual way of catching a train but I can do it." She made the proper calculations and flew up to get into position to slow the train's descent.

Together, Iron Woman & Thunderball manage to guide the train to a soft landing on the ground.

"Great job, guys. It was a risk, but I'm glad we took it."

Later, the Exiles approach the train and begin examining it.

"We're still not in the clear yet. We should find a way in. Maybe that will get us our---."

The doors of the train open, and the team sees a passenger standing halfway in the shadows.

"---answers?"

"Sorry for the...turbulence. Not gonna lie, I thought you guys were done for. Glad I was proven wrong. Good job saving our hides."



"I am Iron Man. Come on in. I'll explain everything on the way."

[Anodyne]

Emma was being uncharacteristically quiet. Preoccupied, might best fit her mood. Internally, she waged a war against DESAAD and Darkseid himself, with a partially programmed JARVIS as her only ally. So far, it was working. She'd cornered DESAAD into tertiary backup systems, and that so-called Omega Virus was being held at bay inside her own mind as well as in the armor. Eight percent. Eight percent too much if you were to ask Emma.

Of course, this is assuming Emma would tell anyone about what was going on with her. Finally she looked over at Blink. "Not as such. But if you need me to scout around, I can do that."

Evaine could barely begin to understand the workings of Iron Woman's armor, but Emma Frost's distress was all too obvious to Evaine's Deryni senses. She tried to think how best to help.

That's about when the Exiles noticed a 200 ton burning train falling out of the sky above.

For all Evaine knew, large machines falling from the sky were commonplace in this world; but since the others were agitated by the sight, she gathered that something untoward was happening.

"Not my usual way of catching a train but I can do it." She made the proper calculations and flew up to get into position to slow the train's descent.

Clearly this was not the time to distract Emma by telepathically asking what was troubling her.

[Froggy]

Logan took note of this Iron Man. Something was UP about the guy. He kept his hand on his gun in his jacket pocket, ready for trouble. He looked Iron Man up and down before replying

"Yeah, answers would be nice, 'Iron Man'" he said, not taking his eyes off the guy

[Jeremi]

"No... and that's weird... Morph should be popping in right about now to tell us something..."

"Perhaps he's otherwise preoccupied." Red Skull said aloud, Before he could do anything else however there was a shout.

That's about when the Exiles noticed a 200 ton burning train falling out of the sky above.

He'd look up at the train coming towards the group and when Thunderball and Iron Woman stopped its decent. "Well done."

"I am Iron Man. Come on in. I'll explain everything on the way."[/CENTER]

Red Skull would eye this Iron Man meeting them at the door. "It appears you were off in a hurry, Iron Man. Who or what are you fleeing from?"

[Deadpooligan]

Logan took note of this Iron Man. Something was UP about the guy. He kept his hand on his gun in his jacket pocket, ready for trouble. He looked Iron Man up and down before replying

"Yeah, answers would be nice, 'Iron Man'" he said, not taking his eyes off the guy

Red Skull would eye this Iron Man meeting them at the door. "It appears you were off in a hurry, Iron Man. Who or what are you fleeing from?"

The Skull might have noticed some words beneath scratched off paint on one side of the train. It read 'Reichrail Express'. A train capable of moving between worlds would have to be German engineering.

"Good lord, is that the Red Skull? I'm not really in a position to ask this, but who are you guys?"

"We're the Exiles. We're all people from different realities on a mission to save broken worlds throughout the multiverse. As far as 'Red Skulls' go, this one doesn't seem too bad."

"Of course he's not. But then, if you ask me, the only 'good Nazis' are the ones that stay dead. No offense, fritz, but you're a relic."

Iron Man lacked the social manner expected of someone in need of help, but at least he was honest. He continued, filling them in on his plight.

"How interesting... you might say that we're more or less doing the same kind of thing.

My companions and I are TIME TRAVELERS-- our equipment was damaged in battle and we were stranded without a means of returning to our home timelines. We're traveling on this train throughout alternate timelines, essentially holding ourselves to coincidence, hoping that we find the right CHRONAL-PLANAR FREQUENCY. Unfortunately, it requires an extreme amount of energy to jaunt to the next timeline, so far we've used my own armor, degradable biomass, and even... ah... quasi-mystical sources to get moving. Before that happens, we typically run into some kind of trouble, as you've plainly seen.

What I'm asking for is if any of you can spare some kind of energy to help us move on. The sooner we can get home, the better."

[Jeremi]

"We're the Exiles. We're all people from different realities on a mission to save broken worlds throughout the multiverse. As far as 'Red Skulls' go, this one doesn't seem too bad."

"How can I decline such rave reviews?" Red Skull replied.

"Of course he's not. But then, if you ask me, the only 'good Nazis' are the ones that stay dead. No offense, fritz, but you're a relic."

"I am on my 90th year on this Earth." He replied. "You will not get any objections from me."

[Froggy]

Logan took a look at his remaining gun, mulling the decision over. Screw it, Stark can make another from Majestros designs

"Catch bub" is all Logan says, tossing his gun. "It runs on a plasma energy loop so I have infinite ammo, figure a brain like you could work with somethin' like that am I right?"

It had been a while since the man known as Logan Cash had been without any actual weapons, and for the first time his TK was under control, in a manner of speaking. Plus if they did come across trouble, he could handle himself, wasn't the best there is at what he does for no reason at all