(Site wide) Just a plane old day

[Erin Brown]

OOC: Everyone is welcome! Feel free to reply here or make your own thread in your jurisdiction. I might also assume the Masters of Injustice might have something to do with this.



“We need anyone who is able to fly up there stat!” That was basically what everyone was saying.

Two planes were already down and the reason was terrorism! A meeting of counties over some unraveling alliance had taken place just a two hours ago in DC and it seemed some unknown person or group did not have their eyes set on any type of world peace. Androids had snuck into the cargo holds of dozens of private planes of these ambassadors and leaders; programmed to activate at the half way point of their journey. Bursting from the floor; their objective was to take out the pilots and hold the passenger’s captive and eventually nose diving the planes down to their fate. Communications were severed and all control was now in the enemies hands; that who had not revealed themselves, this would surly set the bushel on fire. No explanation, no demands; the world would point fingers and it could turn very ugly quickly.

The six conformed planes were already pinpointed and having rescue sent out. All commercial and private air traffic was stopped around the USA and other nations. All possible infected aircraft in the air were told to turn around or land at the closest point. But unknown to them, once steered off course after several minutes, the androids would awaken and soon planes would be dropping like flies all over the globe. The two planes that went down landed in the sea, one headed for South America and Greenland. It was possible for survivors to be clinging on but with so many potential planes dropping from the sky, the main concern was for those people. It wasn’t the first time nor the last, but the World would be working together. It would be hard to excuse all the shoes being stepping on for the moment. Everyone had to work together and fast.

[Samuel Bishop]

Staring at the news feed in front of him tears welled in his eyes, there was a time where he wouldn't have taken part in this feat. When he'd given up on being a hero. That wasn't today. Today, fear would not rule. He would face it. Fight it. Conquer it. Then he would laugh in its face once it was all done.

Computer? Sam Bishop aka Shockback is answering a 10-60. Granted that was in NY and he was in San Fran, but the tube tech in the Titans Tower could get him at least close to the one in Greenland. He set his own objective as rescuing as many of the passengers as possible by teleportation. This was going to be crazy, given the status of mutants again... but he was given these powers for a reason. He chose to use them to aid his fellow man not harm them, no matter how they felt about his appearance.

Speaking of which, he opened his closet and pulled out his jacket. It had a bit of an old school biker look to it. Kicking on a lower false drawer popped out a gun rack that housed a variety of specialty bullets. He didn't know what he would need exactly, though he figured he would err on the side of reason and take his frost rounds. Dressing en route, he paused to situate his personalized tactical response glasses. Finally, after holstering his pistols, he stepped to the platform. Let's do this thang...

With a flourish of brilliant light he was whisked across the globe in nanoseconds...

[Erin Brown]

Heros were already being deployed, there were several planes leaving and those which had already left and were making emergency landings. Arachnia was transported to the Watch Tower and waiting direction. The information was confusing with so many planes to keep track of at once and everything happening so fast.

“That one, there rerouting to Trenton from Philly, there hasn’t been a response for nearly two minutes from the pilots. They can’t be contacted.”

“Get me as close to that dam plane as you can!" Erin yelled and leaped across the station and onto the platform. She pulled her hooverboard to her chest and tighten the pack on her back, it was about to get extreme. There was a moment of confusion, almost like the moment between asleep and awake. And then it hit. The sheer altitude shift. Any normal person would be out cold with the sudden change in atmosphere. It was an intense rush and she loved it!

“YYYYYAAAAAA!!! WWOOOOOOOO!!! Baby I was born to fly!“ Erin was free diving through the sky over the Atlantic. The wind burned her cheeks and her eyes but she kept on and looked around as she took control of the board. There it was, just out of a cloud below her. The plane was heading for the airport only a couple miles away but it was not flying right; it was moving too fast and tilted too far down. It was sure the pilots did not have control as she got closer too it. Coming around the side of it she noticed something creep from underneath the wing and duck back. What was that thing? Suddenly it crawled onto the top of the plane and began to fire a beam at her.

“Oh looks like my new little friend wants to play!” Erin wove through the sky avoiding the pelts of energy the robot was firing at her. Dropping down, she took over in a cloud of mist and flew under the plane and around to the other side. She put her wrist up and shot a webball at the robot from behind, knocking it off of the plane.

“Well that's one down....” She said landing on the plane. Looking in, she could see people, panicked people, and they weren’t just upset over the giant spider flying around outside. Inside they were in trouble. She gave them a thumbs up to give them security. But she needed to get to the front of the plane to see if the pilots were alright. After all someone has to land the plane. But..
“Uh oh!”
~ SPIDY SENSE ~

This plane was infested! About ten robots swarmed out of the cargo area, they were no more than two feet tall with red eyes and grasping claws. The robots crawled towards her and began to fire. She needed to do this quick, because the plane was heading down, with no one flying it, so it was bound to crash and she could not let that happen. She just hoped the other planes were receiving help.