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Chromium's silver head nodded, a small smile exposing equally silver teeth,"Wonderful, you're all about justice that's excellent as you are responsible for all the people hurt in your explosions. I'm assuming you'll be paying for their hospital bills and other expenses? Or are you just like the big corporation happy to grind the little people under your feet to achieve your goal? That's a most fantastic set of irony. You injuring the helpless just as much as the people you 'stand' against....so whose going to bring the Anarchy against you?" He heard the chanting and looked down the side of the dune,"Ahhh, looks like it might be coming to swallow you up next. That's the thing about Anarchy...it can't be controlled. Ready to surrender yourself to the authorities?" He smirked, clearly expecting them to say no.

The Porsche didn't stick around long morphing into Chromium's silver body the hero looked over at the wreckage of Norton Industries and then back at the pair,"Many people were injured, buildings were damaged and destroyed, people may be dying...and for what? What is it you want in there Sir Prize?" He glanced at the woman with her strange accent and frowned,"And you're not from around here? What do you want in all of this?"

Sorry, been a bit slow. Question real quick, anything to give me clues about Sir Prize or Lady Key and what they are planning to do at Norton Industries? They just standing there enjoying the destruction or have they already been inside?

Chromium was many things, fast was certainly one of them and it wasn't too long before a silver Porsche crested the dune, looking down on Neutron Industries and careened down the dune spitting up sand from his spinning tires as he closed on Neutron industries, ready to find out what was going on at this obviously very elaborately planned set of events. Knights of Anarchy his shiny silver behind, this was a well planned strike made to keep the police off balance and take advantage of the choked streets of the city, even if it meant more lives were in danger. That said Chromium had arrived and he would see what he could do to resolve this problem himself.

Drive Roll: 19 Do I make drive rolls even though it's essentially a movement speed not actually driving? I am the car. Knowledge(Current Events): 10 Being slightly trained didn't help at all

Chromium nodded, deciding he had little choice but to trust the bike warrior who had saved the injured people. Taking a couple of large steps he dived at the pavement transforming into a silver Porsche a moment later his wheels skidding as he took off in a cloud of tire smoke and a screech of tires. Moments later he was tearing down the highway at high speeds heading after Sir Prize and towards the next explosion.

Chromium walked out, seeing the mass of people gathering towards the bank he growled,"They don't even know how dangerous the building is? Someone is going to be getting hurt if we don't do something." Turning he moved towards the crowd, his hand reshaping into a massive hammer, energy crackling around it's spiked head as he made himself look as intimidating as possible before he growled loudly,"Move off, people this building is near collapse. We don't want anyone hurt...least of all you, now maybe you should follow your Sir Prize? He seems to be leaving, shouldn't you?"

So how sure are we the bank is empty? I'm tempted to have Chromium bring the bank down so the Knights of Anarchy can't rob it...but I don't want to squash someone we didn't see.

Seeing that someone who perhaps knew about keeping people alive was looking at the people the silver man gazed at the building, it looked like it could come down at any moment. Growling he knew that he wasn't strong enough to handle this normally, reaching deep into his inner reserves he knew that his density was more than just compacted metal, no it was a powerful cybernetic nano-machines that used to be the cells of his body. If he could spread them out a bit and spin the little dynamo's like when they normally strengthed him more than normal he might be able to pull this off! Gold and silver energy crackled over his body as it expanded, his legs and arms getting longer and longer but not losing any of their definition, in fact his entire body seemed to bulk with more and more muscles as he pushed his body to the limit with a groan. Grabbing some exposed steel I-beams that held the building up he braced his now almost 25 foot long arms against the roof, massively muscled shoulders shoring up the building as he growled to the motor bike man,"Get them out of here...not sure how long I can hold the building up..."

Going to go ahead and use a HP to stunt Super Strength 5, that should give him the 65, use the other 2 points to give him Elongation 2 in the same power and he should be able to handle the roof.

Sorry guys busier than normal. I'm going to try get a post out tomorrow. Now if I could just figure out a stunt that would hold up 250 tons. How many people are there that are injured?

Chromium paused, fascinated as the other super hero revealed himself, he had never seen one that looked like this before? They really did come in all shapes and sizes, with a thought he became liquid flowing out of the clothing and armor and stepping towards the bank his body solidifying into a solid silver shape. He prepared no weapons, he was one, and headed towards the door of the bank, it was of course a bank that was 'accidentally' targeted by a supposedly random display of anarchy...and the anarachists would just happen to have someone who preached love, lawlessness and liked a fat bank account. The world was so corrupt, you couldn't even trust your 'prophets', Bedlam had taught him much and he was expecting to find at least one Knight of Anarchy arm deep in money.

Akhona is going to be busy hacking the computer systems and removing images of the girls normal identities but is not necessary for her to post now. It's a long term passive thing

Chromium saw stars, his own lance shattering with the weight of his blow but certainly he had acquitted himself well. Shaking his head again he realized the buzzing in his ears was not from the lance hit but the result of the explosions near by. His opponent dashed off and Chromium cursed and gunned his own bike, darting off after the part-time foe as he headed towards the scene of the explosions. First aid was not his strength but getting people out of the rubble, and finding out what had caused the explosion certainly was. "Yeah, nobody really knows about Lady Key. Or where she comes from. Just that she is a wizard with explosives and fireworks! Should be a show tonight when the contest is won. By me!" 4 Was this the work of Lady Key? The Wizard with explosives? There was only one way to find out, but first he had to save the people he could.

Toughness: 18... Drive: 23

The engine on his borrowed bike howled in anger as Chromium revved the engine, he didn't know who the other driver was and under his mail and clothing he was pretty sure the other driver didn't know who he was. Still this was fun! With a squeal of tires he started towards his foe, but planning on taking advantage of his unique physique he brought the bike to a halt with a screech of tires. Planting his feet on the ground as he grabbed the lance with both hands slamming it forward in the hopes his sudden maneuver would allow him to both surprise his foe and prove too much to get him knocked off of his bike.

So the plan is to rev forward and then stop short putting my feet on the ground to make use of my immovable ranks when he hits me. Drive Check: 25 Hit with Lance: 23

Chromium struck a pose, flexing his arms at the crowd even though he knew they couldn't see his very impressive physique. With that done he lifted his bike from the ground, grinning as he did so with one hand, grabbing his lance and climbing aboard. He knew he'd gotten lucky the last time, this was not something he was any good at, and it seemed the other guy had done this before..or something. Driving carefully to the other end of the lists he put his foot down and revved the bike engine....smirking a little as a plan formed in his head. There were certain things that were very, very helpful about being a being made of super dense metal and perhaps he could put that to use this time. He lifted his lance to the crowd, giving the engine one more rev as he waited for the signal to go.

Grapple the Knight: 36...

Chromium drew the longsword at his waist, giving it a few swings to get the feel of it, his sheer strength setting it whistling through the air as he approached his opponent. With silver teeth bared, under his helmet, he charged forward. The heavy mace of his opponent swung towards him and he ducked under it just in time, almost as surprised as his foe that he had managed to duck but using his momentum he swung his sword at the midsection at the mail clad knight the aim simply to get him in close. Chromium had learned many things since been infected with the Macrophage virus, but some of his oldest tricks were learned on the wrestling mats of his expensive private school where he had done rather well at that and all he was trying to do was get close enough to wrap this mail clad moron in a bear hug and squeeze him into submission.

Swings Sword: 1d20+9 - Accurate attack -5 because it's a setup to use Improved Grab to get the guy into a chokehold and pin him

Initiative: 9

The dice are not in my favor today Drive: 12

Chromium grabbed the gear offered, vanished into a change room to get into his armor, no wanting to expose his silvery skin and grabbed a lance once his helmet was firmly on. Leaping on to the bike he gave it a few revs, trying to position himself to handle the bike and the lance at the same time. It was not as easy as the other guy had made it look. Still Chromium was one to give everything his best shot and was soon flying along the ground with the lance gripped firmly in one hand and his tongue sticking out of his mouth in concentration....sadly hidden under his helmet as it would have been a most comical sight. Now that he had the hang of it he headed off to the joust, and for now was doing his best just to hit the guy coming towards him and stay upright...it was likely he would get to do both.