Roleplay:Attack of the Creeperhogs

Plot
Bubonic's latest creations, the Creeperhogs, have recently been unleashed upon Mobius. These unusual creatures possesses quite the explosive capabilities. What will hero and villain alike think of these Creeperhogs? This is sure to be an explosive encounter!

Involved Users

 * Ryushusupercat - RP Moderator
 * TheDarkMantis15 - Participant
 * Metal the Rogue - Participant
 * YoungEezy27 - Participant

Heroes

 * Friendly Creeperhog - Played by Ryu
 * Obsidian the Marauder - Played by DarkMantis
 * Diablo the Pyro - Played by DarkMantis
 * Vex the Hyena - Played by Metal
 * Nate the Hawk - Played by Eezy

Neutral

 * Creeperhogs - Despite being created by the Trolls, they lean more towards Neutral rather than true Evil, given their ability to be tamed and their lack of true sentience. Played by Ryu and others with permission.

Villains

 * The Trolls
 * Bubonic the Hedgehog - Played by Ryu.
 * Ripley "Alpha" - She's very close to coming alive...played by Ryu.
 * Other Trolls - played by anyone.
 * Natalya the DarkHawk - Played by Eezy

Prologue
Bubonic is standing in his lab, staring at a large, pod-like structure. Inside floated a strange creature; it resembled a Chaos Creeperhog, but larger in size, and somehow more powerful-looking. The Troll gently ran a hand down the side of the pod, looking wistful.

"Soon, my dear...soon you will truly be awake...and you will make history in the name of the Trolls...!"

Putty the Hedgehog then walked into the room.

"Is Master's new creation awake yet?" he asked, tilting his head to the side out of curiosity. Bubonic looked over to the Troll made of putty.

"No, not yet..."

He turned back to the pod.

"But she will be soon. Very soon..."

Part 1

 * (Ryu-Anyone can start here.)

A news announcement was showing on the small TVs inside of Duncan Hills Coffee Shop.

"-civilians are advised to call their local G.U.N agency upon spotting one of these 'Creeperhogs'-"

A few people were watching the TVs, and they seemed worried.

A large, black-armored entity was also watching the television in a local bar, scanning the screen curiously. Nearby, a similar-looking being sat, fiddling with his bottle of mead, clearly not interested.

"This sounds like bad stuff..." the black one commented. A few of the civilians who were also in the bar can't help but look at the armored duo with curiosity. Mostly, they pay attention to the TV, however.

"What, is it mutants again? I swear, if it involves those things, I am going to beat somebody," the orange one grunted, his voice having a "smoky" tone.

"I dunno, bro... maybe we should contact GUN?" the black one questioned.

"GUN's full of tools, Jeremy - they got their heads so far up their rear ends they can't see two feet in their face." The orange one spoke with contempt, yet the one called Jeremy knew this was just passive-aggressiveness as usual.

However, outside the bar there was a loud noise, like a garbage can being overturned. A few of the other patrons inside the bar seemed to have heard it.

"It's one of them!"

The black one sat up, alert. 'One of them?'

"Yo, we should check that out, Diablo," Jeremy said.

"Ugh, fine..." Diablo said, smashing the bottle down and standing up. As one, the two got up and left to investigate.

The garbage can that had been sitting outside was overturned, and rustling sounds could be heard from within, as if something was rummaging through it.

"Yo! Anybody there?" Jeremy called out.

"Of course there's someone there, idiot... or more accurately, something," Diablo said dryly, stomping over to investigate.

The sound of Diablo's stomping footsteps caused whatever was inside the garbage can to freeze up briefly, and then finally pull itself out. It was an odd, hedgehog-like creature, green in color, and its eyes were blue with black sclera. It looked up at the two with curiosity.

"...the hell're you?" Diablo said roughly.

"Hey, it looks like a critter! It looks kinda cute!" Jeremy commented.

"I wouldn't call a green hedgehog rooting in the trash 'cute'," the orange one deadpanned.

The creature shook itself off and looked back up at the two. It let out a soft squeak. However, one of the patrons stuck her head outside, and gasped upon seeing the creature.

"C-Creeperhog!!"

"'Creeperhog'? The hell does that mean?" Diablo said, wondering what all the fuss was about.

Suddenly from above them a grey hawk fell into the alley a few feet behind the Creeperhog. He wore a turquoise t-shirt with blue jeans and red Extreme Gear boots.

"It means, don't let it escape," the grey hawk said to Diablo.


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