13749/Brain Meets Foot

Brain Meets Foot
Date of Scene:	04 January 2023
Location:	The Narrows - Miagani Island
Synopsis:	Shredder fights MODOK and his legion of mind controlled ninjas when Carin Taylor joins the fight! With special guest star Gwenpool providing color commentary!
Cast of Characters:	Mary Jane Watson, Gwendolyn Poole, Shredder, Carin Taylor

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Mary Jane Watson has posed:
It's dirty, dreary, and rough in the Narrows. Admittedly that's about on par with saying that Arkham has security problems. Some things just are they way they are. On this particular day, the Narrows is open to some.. Very, very strange out of towners. Namely a.. Giant.. Floating head with stubby arms and legs and a mook-array of various individuals that are wearing HAZMAT suits or what can be described moreso as 'beekeeper' style outfits and carrying a series of ridiculous contraptions wiht them that look like something out of a cheap 30's Serial.

Gwendolyn Poole has posed:
Gwen worked for MODOK for awhile. It was a whole thing. It didn't work out in the end, though, when Gwen decided being a villain's henchman was pretty boring compared to the other stuff she could be getting up to now that she'd 'retconned' herself into being a member of Homo Superior. Either way, Gwen is in Gotham because she wants to see Batman. Or Robin. Or, preferably, one of the cute femme Bats. It's sightseeing!

She hums to herself as she wanders down the dark, desperate streets of the Narrows, standing out like a Highlights magazine in a black and white movie. Skinny jeans, pink hi-tops, a Superman shirt, and a pink and white hoody. Her backpack is filled with weapons, of course...and her autograph book. Wandering beside her is...a landshark? No, really. It's about the size of a dog, and is a great white shark with legs. His tongue lols out the side of his mouth as he hops along at her side.

Shredder has posed:
    It isn't every day that Shredder comes in person to deal with a matter. Contrasting to the glib demeanor of Gwendolyn, The master of the Foot clan doesn't smile much. He stands at the edge of an apartment building, looking down at the figures below. He might normally bring more muscle on this, but tonight is not simply about a practical victory. It's about a message. MODOK has taken some of the students of his Foot Clan. Did he know? Perhaps not. Perhaps so. It doesn't matter to the Shredder. His children are being endangered without his permission. Karai stands to his right, and below two assassins to his left.

    "You're certain that they should have them nearby?" he asks Karai.

    "I'm certain, Master."

Mary Jane Watson has posed:
There are a group of ninjas that have fallen into concealment. Or maybe that it's just they're really hard to spot over in the ridiculousness that is normally Advanced Idea Mechanics. MODOK goes to call out, "Come, minions! Assemble the device! Ready to make way for MODOK's grand plan for world domination and the disintegration of all society!"
    One of the AIM Troopers goes, "But I thought that we were going to be using it for experiment..."
    MODOK's fat head would turn around,a nd his large psychic enhancer would flash as the man's head would swell up likea balloon, and pop as his helmet would slowly flatten.
    "World Domination is what MODOK defines it as! Any requests?" A rapid series of shakes of heads follow.
    He takes notice over of Gwen Poole, "You! AcquisitioN! Come, MODOK requires more experimental subjects! Disposables, take her!" Rather than, say, directly trying to mind control Gwen himself, for genre reasons a group of ninjas wearing the paraphenalia of the Foot go to advance upon her!

Gwendolyn Poole has posed:
Gwen blinks and glances over at the gathering, and she sighs. "Ah, crud. MODOK? I told you I'm not into big floating heads!" She pauses, then, spotting the FOOT ninjas, and she ooooohs softly. "Branching out a bit, big guy? Missin' my cute pink ninja get-up? I get it. I do."

She leaps back and ends up crouching on a streetside bench, whirling her backpack about to unzip. She looks in and hmmms before withdrawing a large handgun. She considers it, and then glances over at the approaching ninja. "Yeeeeah, this works. Wish I had my blades on me. That would be an AWESOME fight."

She stands tall on the bencyh and aims, the sound of gunfire echoing down the Narrow's streets as she takes aim for limbs!

Shredder has posed:
    Shredder takes inventory of MODOK's maneuver to pop the brain of his own servant, and then watches as Gwendolyn starts her exchange. He makes a motion to the assassins, and they retreat back into the shadows to begin an approach from another angle. Shredder, for his part, produces a shuriken and comments to Karai. "I want you up here to watch for unanticipated developments," he tells her. She has plenty of front line opportunities. This time it's his. The shuriken is flung through the air at that flashing enhancer. He'd rather have that eliminated before the fight starts, and he follows it as he leaps from the building, unaided to the ground to land not ten feet away from MODOK. "Creature, you have taken my Foot forcibly and against their will," he announces. "You have transgressed against my clan in a way that I shall not allow unpunished."

Mary Jane Watson has posed:
There's a quick scattering of the Foot ninjas that have been taken over by MODOK at the firing over from Gwenpool. They're under mind control, but not total so tehir training is still present. They go for quick cover to evade and then go to retaliate over against her as some of them would be clipped by bullets, but none particularly badly. Several launch out with throwing stars and others advance with blades drawn.
    the landing of Shredder has MODOK turning to face him, "You! Can opener! Bow before the supreme will that is MODOK! Prepare to have MODOK take over your will and all that you are!" The shuriken does, mid-fly get caught in midair, go to be crushed in a display of psychic power! ... While MODOK would MODOKlogue.

Gwendolyn Poole has posed:
    "Oh, snap!," the girl cries out over the gunfire as she spots Shredder. She's standing on a streetside bench in skinny jeans, pink Hi-tops, a Superman shirt and a pink hoody. Her landshark, Jeff is growling and yapping at her side as she opens fire with a large handgun at the legs and arms of the approaching Foot Clan.
    "YO! It's the green machine, gonna rock the town without being seen! Have you ever seen a turtle Get Down? Slammin and Jammin to the new swing sound!" BANG! BANG! "Yeah, everybody let's move, Vanilla is here with the New Jack Groove! Gonna rock, and roll this place with the power of the ninja turtle bass!" BANG! BANG! "Iceman, ya know I'm not playin'! Devastate the show while the turtles are sayin'!"
    What the heck is she rapping? Either way, she's no Vanilla Ice, but she loudly puts her whole heart into it. She flips back and lands behind the bench as nina stars get flung. "Good taste, MODEY! Foot have that awesome indoor skate park with free cigarettes! Gotta catch up to Batman on the whole child soldier thing, huh?"

Carin Taylor has posed:
    "..why today.." Carin took a train to Gotham to see the sights. A little break from New York City, to get a look at the towering edifices in the gloom that is Batman's stomping grounds. And, well, a lot of a playground for a whole bunch of herores and ne'er-do-wells. Instead of catching a show or seeing a museum, though, Carin had found herself being noticed by some AIMbots and troopers that happened to be in the area thanks to the one-and-only floating head of Bruce Campbell. I mean. MODOK.

    "...why today...!" she hisses, zipping between shadows, trying to get away from the trackers and the troopers. She's not going at full speed. She's not even maintaining high speed. She's not in her super suit or even her super /shoes/. The poor redhead is just wrapped up in a black hoodie and green capris. She rounds a corner and presses her back up against a brick wall, flattening herself against it as best she can. And then her expression falls.

    The troopers had been herding her towards MODOK himself. Itself? MODOKself? The sound of gunfire makes her twitch and her fingers curl, gripping the wall behind her as lights shine down the alley she'd just come from. "Oh come on."

Shredder has posed:
    Shredder does not monologue. He interrupts the floating head with a lunge forward of his tekko-kagi. He doesn't go for injury attacks, it's clear he is interested in immediately ending the floating abomination.

    Up above, Karai realizes thatt the AIM soldiers are actually their own ninjas who have been kidnapped. She whispers into her wrist communicator to the assassins, lest they meet them with lethal force.

    She catches the sound of Gwendolyn revealing that she knows of the Foot, and chooses to engage despite her previous instructions. She hops down, not quite as directly as the Shredder, using the walls of the nearest building to slow her descent a bit. "You, pink girl," she says. "Who are you?"

Mary Jane Watson has posed:
The Abomination that is MODOK is hit over in the head. His frame is surprisingly durable - it hits his thick skull over and sends him flying back several steps. "MODOK laughs at your lcaim to power! MODOK shall not ven bother with mind controlling you! For MODOK shall take this opportunity.. FOR REVENGE!" Despite having them met only a few minutes ago. From MODOK's hoverchair, a wide variety of weapons would pop out! "Fear MODOK's Disintegrator Death Rays! Which shall Disintegrate you.. TO YOUR DEATH! For MODOK reigns supreme!" The lasers go to blast out at close range!
    As Gwenpool goes over on the defensive, and Jeff is at her side! She manaeges to tag a couple more of the ninjas this time - they fall. Whether badly injured or aware they can't fight effectively. A couple are over in close range of her now, trying to flank her with katanas!
    Karai is ignored. Their last instructions were to neutralize Gwenpool. Not their (rightful) leader.
    As Carin moves to zoom on in, being chased over by a series of AIMBots, AIM personnel, and other.. "AIMBots shall shoot true! AIMBots shall kill the blue!" Even as they kept up with thier herding, blasting out at her! Whether it was due to her being fast or AIM technology not being up to par.. Well, the AIMBots couldn't aim for damn.

Gwendolyn Poole has posed:
    "I'm Gwenpoole!," the blonde responds. Secret identities are for schmucks. "I don't know who you are, though. Not important enough to get a movie casting?"

    When the ninja move in with katana's she frowns and stuffs her handgun back into her backpack. She shuffles about within while Jeff leaps up and pounces one of the ninja's, biting and clawing and RAWRing in adorable, violent action.
    "Aha! You'll work!" She pulls a pair of nunchucks from the backpack and leaps back over the bench to face the approaching baddies. "So, I just started training with these, so...don't laugh, alright?" She then proceeds to twirl and swing them with a bit of accuracy. Mucyh more gusto then actual skill, though. Still, somehow she gets nicked here and there but no telling blows seem to land! Lucky girl or something!

Carin Taylor has posed:
    Nowhere to run. Nowhere to hide. And she can't just. Zip away at top speed. She can, at least, dodge blasts and try to keep the AIM Bots from firing at her in a manner that would risk the others involved. "S-sorry...!" she calls out, her form vanishing before re-appearing several feet away. "Can you--" ZIP. "--get these guys--" ZIP. "--offame?!"

    She's waiting just long enough for the AIM Gunbots chasing her to get a bead and fire before she changes positions. With any luck, as she gets closer to the others in the middle of the fighting, that they'll start hitting the rest of MODOK's little gang. Her enhanced perceptions can see all of this happening as if it's passing by in slow motion. Words spoken are hardly registered.

    Helpfully, her HUD lights up the outlines of everything and everyone. Unhelpfully, the Foot Ninjas, Shredder, Jeff, Gwen, and Karai show up as neutrals. Which, given the possibility that the mind-controlled FOOT are going to attack -her- at MODOK's behest, is less useful. A few more zips and she re-appears inside of a boarded-up doorway, her second-or-third-hand sneakers smoking and her hood fluttering away from her face. It shows that alabaster-white skin, shock of bright red hair, and telltale lightning tattoo.

Shredder has posed:
    Karai looks confused when Gwendolyn mentions movies, but she goes about her business. She moves forward to intercept one of them that is going after Gwen, and deftly disarms him before giving him knockout blow to the jaw.

    The Shredder doesn't respond. He's not concerned with mind control. People have tried before, it doesn't usually go well for them. The floating head's retreat. MODOK probably shouldn't announce what he is going to do ahead of time, because Shredder tucks forward, rolling beneath the floating monstrosity and then stabbing upward into the repulsors of his chair.

Mary Jane Watson has posed:
Shredder goes to charge in underneath the chair, evne as the various death rays and disintegration beams blast forwards.. Right as Shredder darts and dives and moves to stab upwards and the chair falls flat. Shredder's speed gets him outof the way of the bulky contraption landing on top of him. MODOK's small arms flail even as he pushes buttons wildly. "MODOK shall end you in the undignified ways that you have inflicted upon him!" His chair goes to rise up again! But this time not by the repulsors, but him using his psychic abilities to do so, the glowing diamond on his head showing this!
    Karai is able to with quick strikes drop those of her clan that MODOK had taken without injury. Alongsinde Gwenpool, all Gwen has to do out is call out her attacks as she goes to knock someone in the face with them!
    The AIM Gunbots do not have aim. Neither does MODOK as the death disintegration beam disintegrates a few of them. This has some of the AIM troopers going to advance on her. "FUUU-SIOONNN HA!" A duo of them go to reach forwards, leaning dwon at a weird angle and going to tweak their fingers together. Which has them immedaitely emlding and melting into one another into some furious combination of humanoid with two heads, four arms, four legs, and screaming. "ITTTT HURRRTTTSS"

Carin Taylor has posed:
    Carin looks a little disgusted at the troopers that try to do a fusion dance in front of her and end up looking like two people cosplaying the transporter accident at the start of Star Trek: The Motion Picture. "Uh... gross..." she presses herself against the door a little tighter, feeling the boards digging into her back. Then the fall and rise of MODOK during his and Shredder's epic duel earns a long sigh out of her. "...gottabebetterthanthis..." she tells herself and zips out from her hidey-hole. Not that it was a good hidey-hole.

    She snatches up a trash can lid and in a blur, spins in place. SpinspinspinSPINSPINSPIN-TOSS! She flings the super-speed metal frisbee right at MODOK's big dumb head. Well, his entire body is a big dumb head. So, his forehead-diamond specifically! This does, however, leave her wobbling. And dizzy. And her sneakers aren't so much smoking as the rubber soles are melted and sticking to the asphalt. "..I just got these.." she whimpers, slowing herself down enough to cool them down but still dodge any shots coming her way.

Shredder has posed:
    Shredder rolls up, uninterested in MODOK's cries of vengence. As the chair raises back up, he leaps to grab a hold of it following Carin's attack. "Child, you will not live to regret your decision to contest me," he announces, and he pulls hard in an attempt to swing the Chair around to force a faceplant into the ground.

    Meanwhile, Karai continues to defend Gwendolyn, though not out of love for the stranger, but more a care to make certain that her poor comrades are not killed in the fray.

    Suddenly, from the opposite side, the two assassins come leaping into the mess, aiming for a few of the soldiers that have been distracted to attack Carin, she also gets the benefit of the Foot trying to preserve their own.

Mary Jane Watson has posed:
Carin is able to duck and preserve her safety - along with the backup from the assassins who are tehre to help neutralize their fellows without injuring them. The Foot around Carin go down quickly - and without any real injury. The two merged hideous abominations of AIM Troopers go to trip.. Four legs apparently not being better than two.. And fall forwards, heads getting stuck under rubble, four arms and legs flailing over like some sort of hideous, ridiculous looking fleshbug.
    The flung trash can lid is whirled through the air over at MODOK, and the aim is true against the leader of AIM! There's a BONG over as it lands right over and then Shredder goes to leap up and finish the job as with a YOINK of circuitry it would be ripped right out. And MODOK falls to the ground, flat on his ass and then if not stopped rolling over to be propped up on his face. The disoriented and mind controlled Foot soldiers - those incapacitated and those still fighting pause with a 'what is going on' dynamic

Carin Taylor has posed:
    GIven the fact that the mixture of FOOT had both been attacking everyone else and each other, Carin remains wary of the two that came to assist. They did come out of nowhere, after all, but Carin's footwear issues make it hard for her to easily dash away without destroying the shoes further. "...and I thought New York was crazy..." she mutters to herself. She isn't sure she's seen Foot Clan ninjas around there herself, but she probably wouldn't be surprised.

    "...t-thanks..." she finally adds, watching the fallen MODOK after her own toss and Shredder's finishing blow. "...is it over?"

Shredder has posed:
    The two Foot assassins look back at Carin, but give neither response visually or verbally. They just turn and start gathering the dazed who have had their mind control broken.

    Karai makes her way forward to Carin, a little more talkative. "The Foot appreciates the help. We will dispose of the body," she says, the assumption that everyone knows this floating head guy has to die.

    Shredder casually walks toward MODOK, steady in his approach, and claws at the ready.

Mary Jane Watson has posed:
MODOK has rolled over flat on his head and is currently flailing about with his arms to try and put himself upright. It looks so ridiculous as to be almost adorable. The AIM Agents have decided that discretion is the better part of valor as one of the ones upright yells, "AIM RETREAATTT!" Even as several activate jet packs to fly away.. A few of which in turn blow up in midair, leaving a grey afternoon day's fireworks.

Carin Taylor has posed:
    Just in time for Carin to find her way back to that boarded up doorway. It's got a bit of a roof on it. She can watch the fireworks. And. The remnants of AIM troopers rain down. "...gross..." she wrinkles her nose and sighs sitting on the step and focusing more on her melted shoes. The rubber has re-solidified at least. It's a cold day in Gotham. They just. Have like no tread now. Unless you count the bubbles as tread?

    "I.. uh.. you're... welcome?" the nigh-albino girl says, blinking at Karai. "...um... I should... really thank you..." she rubs the side of her head, looking away, low-key trying to hide the lightning bolt that takes up almost half of her face. "...these guys just don't quit..."

Shredder has posed:
    Shredder kicks the flailing figure of MODOK, and catches the edge of the shair contraption when he does with the same heel, jarring it and spinning it around to face him. "You meet the same end as all who oppose the Foot," he says. "Your failure is nothing more than typical."

    With that, the Master of the Foot Clan thrusts his tekko-kagi claws, the two blades splitting past MODOK's nose and into each eye. It's pulled free again, and he casually cuts the diamond from the forehead of the lifeless monster.

    Karai stands by without comment on her master's activities. "They will quit," she says without humor in her voice. She's awfully young perhaps for such a dire demeanor, but one would think she was a salted old warrior.

Mary Jane Watson has posed:
There's a silence over around things until one might almost hear an imagined.. 'FATALITY' gonig through the air as Shredder goes to cut his way fully through and pulls out his psychic enhancer focus - and the wiring that connects it to MODOK's cerebellum. Anyone from AIM left is raining down in parts or stuck in undignified positions even by Gotham standards. The Foot ninja that were mind controlled have been recovered, their adversaries humiliated.

Gwendolyn Poole has posed:
    Violence aside, it's been a pretty decent night! No Bat sighting, though, so boo! The blonde stands there as she stops tiwrling her nunchucks, an organ resting atop her head and leaving trails of crimson down her face. She makes a cute, scrunchy face and shakes her head to drop it. "Gross. I think I got some in my mouth." She shrugs, then, and Jeff wanders back over from his mauling, shark tail wagging. "Hey, Shredhead!," she calls out to Shredder, flashing a grin as if nothing at all is wrong, even with the blood on her face. "You ever feel like making some turtle soup, you gimme a call, alright? I'd love to meet that gross brain guy. He in that giant baby suit? I had the Technodrome back home. Lit up and everything."
    She stuffs her nunchucks back into her backpack and shoulders it, before she wipes some blood from her forehead, smearing it. "Aaaaaaanyways. I should get...going. I don't wanna get judo chopped or whatever. Say hi to Casey if he's around. Always thought he was a bit of a cutie patootie. April, too. Hope she wears that jumpsuit here..."
    With that she leaps backwards and begins to sprint. She's gone pretty quickly, retereating to where her pink motorcycle is stashed. VROOM! Walking breach away!