Kill You to Death

"Everyone will look up in the sky! And call me...

[the-prime-example]

In three words, how would you describe Barry Allen/The Flash?

Grandfather of a stupid kid

[the-prime-example]

IT'S COMING!! THE REBOOT'S COMING!!! *Yelled a ghost anon as he flew around in a panic.*

"HA! Sucks for you losers! I won't be effected by the universal changed!"

[the-prime-example]

If you had a kid someday, how do you think you would as a parent?

"Me? A parent?... I'd give that kid the world after I destroy it and rebuild it into a paradise."

[the-prime-example]

thetimetrapper

"You!"

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Reblog with the relationship between mun and muse

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[empirelead-a]

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Prime stares blankly at Cassie, as she struggles to get on her feet. He would think she she’d have enough time to heal by now. Maybe not one hundred percent, but at least enough to stand without the help of a table. Did they rough her up that badly? He pushes the thoughts aside, since it would only make him madder. “Don’t mention it… I guess I needed this as much as you anyway.” He gives a small smile. “You okay to fly, or do you need help?”

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"I’ll be fine," she told him as she moved— lifting her head in that proud way she had. N one was going to push her around and get away with it. Once she was home, once she was better.. once she was home she’d be okay. "Don’t worry about it Prime. I’ll see you around okay?"

[the-prime-example]

"If you say so." Prime replied, making his way to the exit. He stops himself at the door frame and looks back at the hero. "I hope you know... This doesn't change anything... Well it does a little. I don't want to hurt you, but I know you'll still want to get in my way when I go after the clone or the bird or anyone else I encounter. All you can do then is protect them by any means necessary.. Take care, Cassie." After saying his departing words, Prime takes off. 

[the-prime-example]

Midway in his speedy pursuit of the mercenary, Prime was suddenly hit by Slade’s multiple grenade’s, throwing the Kryptonian off course and sends him crashing into a wall. He didn’t feel a thing from the fires of the incendiary grenade, but with his powerful eyesight, the flash bomb caused him to temporarily go blind.

"Ah! Son of a bitch!" He shouted in anger. Confused and not knowing where his enemy was, Prime in defense fires his heat vision wildly in all directions hoping that it would at least cause Deathstroke some trouble getting around.

Eventually Prime figured that shooting fire from his eyes wasn’t helping them recover, so the Kryptonian calmed down and flies into the air to avoid any surprise attacks Slade might have in mind. Once his eyes finally adjusted, he looks around, finding the additional destruction his heat vision caused. “Well… So much for this place… Now where is that sorry excuse for a pirate?” He said to himself, before turning on his X-ray vision to search for him.

[demonicsymbiote]

He ducked and bounced over the wild red beams remarkably nimble for his size. Running along the ground in a parkor-like style. He did not have super speed or clairvoyance on his side, though. During a flip, his leg was tagged by a stray beam. It was a crimson knife through buttery soft flesh wrapped in aluminum armor. It left a charred hole just above his right knee. Deathstroke crashed into the ground. Cursing.

"Fuck!" He gasped.

  There was no time to register the pain and no time to panic. He played this game too long. When on the hunt and the prey gets a taste of blood the only thing a Hunter could do is move faster or lay die to die. The later was out of the question. He was losing blood fast so he snatched a piece of curtain that once belong in his bedroom and tied it tight above his injury to stop the blood flow until his healing factor picked up.

Too hurt to run, Slade crawled on the ground. He could see the armory door just feet ahead. A trail of blood shadowing his movements.

[the-prime-example]

"Slaaaade~ Come out come out where ever you are." Prime shouts, slowly flying around the decimated town in search for the mercenary. He uses his X-Ray vision to try and track him, but unfortunately due to the dead bodies here and there it was like finding a needle in a haystack. And with Slade being a master of stealth, even Prime's super senses would be near to useless in this search.

"We both know I'm going to find you Wilson. This is Superman you're dealing with. The True Superman. You think I'll have any trouble find some roided up ninja assassin? You're just delaying the inevitable." He taunts, trying to draw him out with discouraging words. He was also hiding the fact that he actually was having some difficulties finding his enemy. All he needed was one slip up.  A grunt, a sneeze, bumping into an unstable wall. Anything that could be picked up by his super hearing.

A grin tugs on the evil Kryptonian's face, when he hears a metal clank. Taking what he can get, he zooms straight toward it. Finding out that the sound came from a metal pipe hitting the ground he grows frustrated. "GET OUT HERE ALREADY!" He yells in anger, unleashing a sweeping heat vision. It blasts away the debris that covered a secret passage that he couldn't find with his X-Ray vision. Probably had it camouflaged with lead in case of situations like this. Wouldn't put it pass him. "Found you you son of a bitch." He said with glaring red eyes before beaming toward the entrance. 

"Knock knock!" He chuckles, punch open the doors and makes his way inside. He grins, finding a trail of blood leading down the passage way. "I see someone is hurt. And judging from this river, it looks like they're bleeding badly. I wonder who it is." He sneers, following the trail to the source.

[empirelead-a]

[the-prime-example] started following you

[empirelead-a]

'Those were my finest men in there!' she thought to herself, knowing what he was going to do next when the metal wires are melded into its place. She gagged at the smell of burning metal filling up the air, she could see her soldiers trying to scramble out from the machines but it was too late when the floating figure started to swing them around as if they weigh less than a piece of paper.

She winced when he finally let go, seeing that the mechs were being flung from far away. She closed her eyes for a moment, letting out a sigh and stared down harshly on the ground. She glanced at Baatar who stood beside her, still in his suit and she wouldn’t blame him if he decided to run away but she was glad that he didn’t.

For a moment, they shared a look and a similar idea popped up in their head. She could see Baatar giving her a subtle nod before her attention went back to the floating figure.

"I must say…I am quite impress with your strength and power," she commented, keeping her expression neutral. Her throat still hurt and she could tell that there are going to bruises, but she didn’t let that stop her. "It’s unfortunate we do not have men like you…"

[the-prime-example]

"Yeah. An army of Supermen would put up significantly better fight, than this sorry lot. Same results would have occurred, but it would be way more entertaining." The villain boasts, brushing his shoulders off as he lowers back down to ground level.

Prime looks around, seeing the field of destruction he had caused. He always took a moment to appreciate the chaos, the shrieks of terror, the blood painted debris, the little things. His attention returns to the woman and the man in the mech standing next to her. Must be her second in command. "Any more surprises you have for me? If not then I'll just go ahead and kill you all now." 

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I’ve dealt with Superman…and you’re definitely not him.

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"You've been dealing with a flaw then... Allow me to introduce you to the true Superman."

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Gonna be Semi Inactive for a while.

If you care to know why it’s under the readmore.

This isn’t a hiatus. I’ll still reply, just not as frequently. That means what was like a once a day reply will now be once every one or two weeks. That said. I’m gone now. Toodles.

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[sassiesandsmark-archive]

Nodding slowly she took a step back, steadying herself against the table she’d been shoved upon as she took a slow breath. She didn’t want to be here anymore, she had to get home and get some rest. Call Tim, give him the update and listen to him scold her for not doing anything about it. “Thanks… Prime… for this.” She didn’t pity him, sympathy and pity were totally different animals. Backing away slowly she took a breath, gathering her strength to find a way out.

[the-prime-example]

Prime stares blankly at Cassie, as she struggles to get on her feet. He would think she she'd have enough time to heal by now. Maybe not one hundred percent, but at least enough to stand without the help of a table. Did they rough her up that badly? He pushes the thoughts aside, since it would only make him madder. "Don't mention it... I guess I needed this as much as you anyway." He gives a small smile. "You okay to fly, or do you need help?"

[empirelead-a]

[the-prime-example] started following you

[empirelead-a]

Her vision started to blur, her heart was beating faster, and her mind was running wild as her very own life was quickly leaving at this moment. She glared at him for a moment, hearing his words and making her submit to him. 'I would rather die.' She thought to herself before the gripping around her throat tightens and she could see that they are high off from the ground.

However, while the boy was too busy smugly talking to her about him ending her life very soon. She saw several of her soldiers in the mech suits coming out from their compartments. “I-I g—got a wo—word f-for y—ou.” She said, managing to choke those words out.

“Duck,” she said before several thick metal cables hit him in the back and wrapped around his body. Kuvira could feel herself free-falling from the sky and within the last minute one of the mechs manages to catch her before she could even hit the ground. She could recognize her fiance was in it and she gave him a quick thank you before shakily slid off from the metal arms, glaring at the floating figure.

[the-prime-example]

Before the Kryptonian could question what she said to him, he would soon find out, when he suddenly finds himself wrapped up tight in metal cables attached to what looks like steampunk mech suits, which forced the villain to drop her. He had to admit, they were pretty cool looking. Though he wouldn't say it out loud.

"I gotta say, lady I'm actually impressed. I actually thought you didn't have any more tricks up your metal sleeves, but here you are, pulling robots out of your ass. Guess this is what I get for underestimating someone still riding a stupid train." He chuckles moving a little in his restraints. "These cables seem pretty strong. But are they strong enough to hold me?" He cackles. "I think we all know the answer to that question. I already thought of tons of ways for me I could get out of this. Cut the cords with heat vision, freeze them off with super breath, Kill your men through the bots with heat vision, dive bomb straight to the ground causing another shockwave, or I can just simply break out of them as easily as I did the flimsy metal you used on me earlier. But no. I'm really curious of how strong these are. Surely you are too...lets have a test run."

"Hell I'll even give you some extra reinforcement." He uses his heat vision, to meld the wires into the sockets of the mechs, so they wouldn't be able to detach them. He then spins at incredible speed, whirling the mechs around and unfortunately  along with the poor bastards inside being turned to jelly. "Round and round we go! Where they crash? Nobody knows!!" He shouts laughing maniacally. The wires eventually snaps, flinging the the number of mechs clear across different directions of the Earth Kingdom. "Woooow. Heh I'm guessing I broke a few records today." He cackles.

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If you had a genie and he can gain you three wishes (except rise/resurrect the dead and make people fall in love with you), what kinda wishes you would make, Supes?

For my powers to be 100% Even at night. It's why I haven't made any extreme actions lately.

To get that cosmic power I absorbed from killing one of the Guardians of the universe. All that power.... I need it again.

All of my enemies. All of them. The Titans, the League, the Legion, the Lanterns... I want them all in one place. So I can kill them all one by one. Except Superman... and Powergirl... and Jason... and Raven... and maybe Wonder Girl and Annataz... Shit... Other than them, I'll kill them all. Kill them to death!!

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This is so cute. PLease send them to me. 

[demonicsymbiote]

One weapon used and to no decent effect. It seemed to deteriorate his clothing but Slade was aiming more for internal organ damage. When he got vision back after nearly setting his entire estate ablaze, Wilson caught sight of Prime heading straight for him.

He tossed a handful of Flashbang and Incendiary grenades into the air and sprinted away from the pseudo-hero towards his armory. It was his only Ace left since a field of claymores was useless. He ducked under toppled beams valted over debris.

Slade was not worried about taking a few punches from the Kryptonian if it came down to it. His armor could handle the beating. It lasted against Lobo and saved him from death many times. That coupled with his terrain advantage gave him a air of confidence. Last long enough to escape. The Terminator had to find a clever way to stop a man who stop of locomotive.

"I’m going to need more entertainment for my house guest."

[the-prime-example]

Midway in his speedy pursuit of the mercenary, Prime was suddenly hit by Slade's multiple grenade's, throwing the Kryptonian off course and sends him crashing into a wall. He didn't feel a thing from the fires of the incendiary grenade, but with his powerful eyesight, the flash bomb caused him to temporarily go blind.

"Ah! Son of a bitch!" He shouted in anger. Confused and not knowing where his enemy was, Prime in defense fires his heat vision wildly in all directions hoping that it would at least cause Deathstroke some trouble getting around.

Eventually Prime figured that shooting fire from his eyes wasn't helping them recover, so the Kryptonian calmed down and flies into the air to avoid any surprise attacks Slade might have in mind. Once his eyes finally adjusted, he looks around, finding the additional destruction his heat vision caused. "Well... So much for this place... Now where is that sorry excuse for a pirate?" He said to himself, before turning on his X-ray vision to search for him.

[the-prime-example]

"Below the bats on the list?" He had to take a moment to answer that question. "There’s not really much after those guys… Justice League I guess. Though I’m not picky on the order of the list. Anyone can be killed at any presented time as long as I’m the one doing the killing, you know?" He said, still trying to think of people on the list. "Hmm I guess after them I’d like to hunt down Annataz Arataz from Earth 3, I hear she’s still around somewhere. Then maybe the Imp of the 5th Dimension, course I’d need the powers from an Oan Guardians again, so I guess I need to take those blue bobble heads out first." He shrugs. "Heh. Well you’re not wrong for thinking that. Immortality is overrated."

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Jason opened his mouth to answer before closing it again, letting him talk so he wouldn’t rudely interrupt him, it wouldn’t be a polite thing to do. “I understand why you’d kill anyone who’s present on that given time, but are those from particular universes, times or dimensions?” Because he didn’t really know if he’d go after the Justice League - for example - in this world but not in another, it could be a good thing to know, but he wouldn’t necessarily want to know, not that he really could force him or anything. “I’m not quite sure who everyone is but I wish you luck, even if you don’t need it.” He pursed his lips slightly. “I don’t mind immortality that much, even when you’re right about it being overrated, but I do not like the way I’d achieve it…”

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"Other than that bitch Annataz, and the Imp, Everyone else is from here. The Titans, the Green Lanterns, the League. I guess the Legion of Superlosers count, being in the future and all, but I have a century until they’re around so I won’t bother with them yet." He said, lounging on a bed of nothing. "Thanks. Once I figure out a way to get rid of my… weakness the slaughter begins. Ah yes…That’s going to be amazing." He raises a brow to what following thing Jason said. "Does the pit have some nasty side effects or something?"

[jasonalghul]

Jason rose an eyebrow at that before it turned into a small frown. “All from here?” He repeated before shaking his head as if saying ‘never mind’, he could understand that it was all in this world but it was kind of weird to have happened while he wasn’t there, or, well, while he was dead… A small smirk tugged on his lips before he quickly removed it off his face. “Do you have any idea of how to remove it?” He questioned before tilting his head, the smirk appearing again as he flashed his eyes bright green. “Well, to begin I don’t feel any kind of emotion, they got tortured out of me, so that’s nasty.”

[the-prime-example]

"Yes. All of them." He had to admit though, there were some heroes that he didn't want to kill, but felt like he had to knowing that they would get in his way. He hopes that Jason wouldn't be one of them. "No clue. My physiology is... unique compared to other Kryptonians. My powers are miles ahead of theirs, plus I have an immunity to most of their weaknesses... Except that one weakness which if presented will reduce me to almost being powerless." He said letting out a low growl and cursing under his breath. He frowned at the thought being tortured to the point where you feel nothing. He tortured a few people in his past, but not to that degree. Plus the people he was torturing could take it. "That's... rough, dude. Sorry to hear that."

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Look at this dapper fucker.