So, I bet you're all wondering where I've been. Well, Judy and I have pretty much non-stop been making our new armors. And mine's, finally, done.
We haven't really been doing it together, though. Judy's kinda sequestered herself away in a private workshop and she's been working without breaks as far as I can tell. But whenever I knock she says she's fine, so I guess she's fine. Room's not airtight and it's starting to smell, though. She should probably take a break for a shower or to throw out those old Cup Noodle bowls or something.
You know, this is actually pretty good timing. Quizzer's had his hands full, what with Siluriformes and Nuke and Mechanor and that new girl Foundress (need to get in contact with her, but yellow jackets kind of freak me out.) as well as finals to really have the energy to deal with me. And since the Government finall shut down that Brannigan lab with the demon portal in it before they could remove stuff...I think it's time to go on a five finger discount shopping spree.
And I know for a fact Quizzer was up late last night. Doctor Cataclysm: 1, Quizzer's Twitter: 0
Showing posts with label Nuke. Show all posts
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Wednesday, May 27, 2009
Thursday, January 1, 2009
Of Course.
This is just my life.
This is how my life goes.
I spend all new years eve fighting with my nemesis against a crazy man made of nuclear fire rather than drinking and hanging out with my friends because I'm too much of a softy to let Nuke rampage around town when I know he's looking for me.
Then I come home at five in the morning and find the place trashed, Captain Visigoth gone, and Dina sobbing heavily while Judy comforts her. I tried to ask what was wrong, and Dina punched me.
Apparently, my old friend Captain Visigoth knocked her up. She told him this after the ball dropped and he took it poorly. As in, he ran as fast as he could away from her.
And Judy and Dina are such good friends so of course Judy would come to me and tell me--not ask me--that Dina's going to be staying with us until she gets back on her feet. Because "this is a hard time and I know you'll be understanding about this Silas. Won't you?"
God I'm whipped.
This is how my life goes.
I spend all new years eve fighting with my nemesis against a crazy man made of nuclear fire rather than drinking and hanging out with my friends because I'm too much of a softy to let Nuke rampage around town when I know he's looking for me.
Then I come home at five in the morning and find the place trashed, Captain Visigoth gone, and Dina sobbing heavily while Judy comforts her. I tried to ask what was wrong, and Dina punched me.
Apparently, my old friend Captain Visigoth knocked her up. She told him this after the ball dropped and he took it poorly. As in, he ran as fast as he could away from her.
And Judy and Dina are such good friends so of course Judy would come to me and tell me--not ask me--that Dina's going to be staying with us until she gets back on her feet. Because "this is a hard time and I know you'll be understanding about this Silas. Won't you?"
God I'm whipped.
Wednesday, December 31, 2008
Darnit
I had a night of drinking and hanging out planned. Everyone's been on such good behavior and most of them are leaving tomorrow so I thought, hey, new years party.
And then Nuke had to go ahead and ruin it by attacking New Vineyard. And apparently Quizzer "needs" my help.
Ug. I hope I can get this over with before the drinking was scheduled to commence. Why can't this guy just bother someone else?
Oh, right, He's flippin' crazy.
More later.
And then Nuke had to go ahead and ruin it by attacking New Vineyard. And apparently Quizzer "needs" my help.
Ug. I hope I can get this over with before the drinking was scheduled to commence. Why can't this guy just bother someone else?
Oh, right, He's flippin' crazy.
More later.
Thursday, August 21, 2008
My Absence
Sorry all for no post. It's been kinda hectic lately. Y'see, some extra-dimensional jackass decided it'd be fun to pit a team of different versions of me from a dozen alternate realities against a similar team of Quizzers. The idea being that, if you put a team of identical heroes and villains in a battlefield realm, eventually it can be decided whether or not good or evil is superior. Which, now that I think about it, is so Star Trek it hurts. Though it didn't quite work out like that.
Y'see, in at least two realities, I become the new American Steel when father kicks the bucket. So those two didn't quite get along with the rest of us. No to mention the mirror-universe me, where Doctor Cataclysm was a hero fighting against the evil "Steel Trap." So, in the end, it was the vilainous mes and the evil Quizzers versus the good mes and the heroic Quizzers.
By the way, Evil Quizzer was hilarious. Still named Quizzer, though Limerick might have been a better name.
Anyway, that fight happened, and ended mostly in a draw before that extradimensional bastard sent us back to our normal realities. Except, of course, he sent evil Quizzer to this one in addition to normal Quizzer. At least the presence of two Quizzers helped corroborate my story better with Judy.
Evil Quizzer then kinda went on a rampage and had to be stopped by his heroic counterpart. The police have him in a specially designed holding cell while they wait for Doctor Fate to show up and use her (or is she male again? I can never keep track) extradimensional powers to send him to his proper dimension.
Oh, and also, there was a power outage at St. Toluca's, and all of the inmates escaped. That includes both Nuke and my sister Hatchet.
Joy.
Y'see, in at least two realities, I become the new American Steel when father kicks the bucket. So those two didn't quite get along with the rest of us. No to mention the mirror-universe me, where Doctor Cataclysm was a hero fighting against the evil "Steel Trap." So, in the end, it was the vilainous mes and the evil Quizzers versus the good mes and the heroic Quizzers.
By the way, Evil Quizzer was hilarious. Still named Quizzer, though Limerick might have been a better name.
Anyway, that fight happened, and ended mostly in a draw before that extradimensional bastard sent us back to our normal realities. Except, of course, he sent evil Quizzer to this one in addition to normal Quizzer. At least the presence of two Quizzers helped corroborate my story better with Judy.
Evil Quizzer then kinda went on a rampage and had to be stopped by his heroic counterpart. The police have him in a specially designed holding cell while they wait for Doctor Fate to show up and use her (or is she male again? I can never keep track) extradimensional powers to send him to his proper dimension.
Oh, and also, there was a power outage at St. Toluca's, and all of the inmates escaped. That includes both Nuke and my sister Hatchet.
Joy.
Saturday, August 9, 2008
What Happened With Nuke, Anyway?
Quizzer fought Nuke. The first time, Nuke kinda kicked his ass and nearly destroyed downtown in the process.
The second time, Quizzer broke Nuke's containment suit and tossed him into the lake. And a being made of fire that has been flooded is not a happy one.
After Nuke pulled himself together, he and Quizzer fought a third time. Only this time, he used me as bait.
I'm not entirely sure how he got me to agree to this. I so regret giving him my cell phone number. Anyway, Nuke went straight for me and threw large amounts of atomic flame at me, screaming something about the "spawn of evil". It was like being Godzilla's breath mint while Godzilla's also eating a street preacher.
Of course, all that really did was make my eyes glow brighter and my limbs a little stiff. While he was distracted, Quizzer and the Brannigan folks trapped him in an energy-based containment cell, which was then shipped off to St. Toluca's Home for the Criminally Insane and Superpowered, cursing us all the the while and promising revenge.
So, that'll be fun. I so don't have time to worry about that, though.
Because it became August Ninth without me noticing. Captain Visigoth is sleeping on my couch with Dina Might on his oversized chest. The wedding is Sunday evening.
More on that when I stop tearing my hair out from stress.
The second time, Quizzer broke Nuke's containment suit and tossed him into the lake. And a being made of fire that has been flooded is not a happy one.
After Nuke pulled himself together, he and Quizzer fought a third time. Only this time, he used me as bait.
I'm not entirely sure how he got me to agree to this. I so regret giving him my cell phone number. Anyway, Nuke went straight for me and threw large amounts of atomic flame at me, screaming something about the "spawn of evil". It was like being Godzilla's breath mint while Godzilla's also eating a street preacher.
Of course, all that really did was make my eyes glow brighter and my limbs a little stiff. While he was distracted, Quizzer and the Brannigan folks trapped him in an energy-based containment cell, which was then shipped off to St. Toluca's Home for the Criminally Insane and Superpowered, cursing us all the the while and promising revenge.
So, that'll be fun. I so don't have time to worry about that, though.
Because it became August Ninth without me noticing. Captain Visigoth is sleeping on my couch with Dina Might on his oversized chest. The wedding is Sunday evening.
More on that when I stop tearing my hair out from stress.
Wednesday, August 6, 2008
Story Time
Okay, I've been getting questions about Nuke, here and on my email account, so I guess it's time for a little story. I'm hesitant to tell it, since it's as much about my father's origins as it is my mentor's and Nuke's, but here goes.
Once upon a time, there was a scientist named Jonah Stevens. He worked in Arkady Industries' experimental lab in Vineyard, Illinois in the 70's and early 80's. His specialty was nuclear reactors, and he was instrumental in the synthesis an experimental isotope originally found in a crashed meteorite that produced much stronger fission energy than comparable amounts of the same material.
Now, in the same laboratory, a wretched little man named Doctor Niles Benton was beginning a process that would irradiate ceramic-coated steel in a way that would make it nearly unbreakable. Unbeknownst to his colleagues, Doctor Benton had stolen this technique from a former mentor and friend, whose face and body he had scarred heavily in an attempt to kill his mentor and take this procedure for his own. That friend was Doctor Calvin Lisme.
Doctor Lisme, once he had recovered from the botched assassination attempt, covered his face and body in duranium, the new steel, armor, and determined to ruin his former protege in revenge. First, he released data to the patent office and every major industrial company in America about duranium, effectively making it open source and ruining Benton's attempt to get rich off it himself. Then, Doctor Lisme, now calling himself "Doctor Cataclysm", locked Benton in the Arkady lab late at night, locked the area down, and set the experimental new reactor to overload, thus killing Benton and erasing any evidence he had ever invented Duranium.
However, two people were also trapped in the lab. One was Doctor Stevens. The other, Conner Ferrian. Conner was a security guard at the time, trying to support his teenaged delinquent son and younger twins. That teenaged delinquint, by the way, was me. Conner had seen Doctor Cataclysm in the duranium infusion room and had investigated, only to be locked in and the creation cycle put on automatic.
Doctor Stevens had been knocked unconcious by my predecessor at ground zero, the reactor chamber. He woke up with just enough time to selflessly seal himself into the reactor, in an attempt to also seal the inevitable explosion in with him. When he told the story, Nuke claimed his last thoughts were of his wife and his infant daughter.
When the fallout cleared and the duranium infusion cycle were finished, instead of two corpses, two super-humans were born.
By some twisted miracle, either of genetics or shear force of will, Conner Ferrian survived the infusion process--only he had become a man made of duranium. Super strong and nearly invulnerable, he praised Jesus (I'm so not kidding) for this second chance to do something with his life, and decided to become super-hero American Steel. Only two other people have survived this process, and I didn't even have the whole enchilada done on me. That other one's Red Steel, his Russian counterpart.
Jonah was far less lucky.
To say Jonah Stevens survived the explosion would be a stretch. You see, Jonah was a latent psychic, around 5.0, ten times the normal person. When faced with his mortality, Jonah focused his mind inward, even as radioactive fire burned away his flesh and bones and meat. In that split second after the bottled radioactive explosion faded, Dr. Stevens was no longer a man. "He" was a man-shaped pillar of radioactive fire, held together only by shear force of will.
Stevens tried to return home, but his family did not recognize him. They feared him, and in the frustration of his furiously strained mind, he detonated in a tiny atomic blast. His wife died instantly, but his daughter survived. She's the supervillain Fallout, by the way. She and I dated briefly. It didn't work out. She has hella daddy issues.
Anyway, American Steel's first act as a superhero was to stop the rampaging Stevens from burning Arkady to the ground. Then the newly christened Nuke built himself a containment suit and started his career of revenge and insanity. He was a regular villain for Steel after that, though he also tangled with Miss Atom and the Mississippi Grizzly regularly, the first due to overlapping themes and the second due to location. He was even in the Corrosive Company, that anti-Steel league that the Doc put together. This lasted until American Steel told Nuke that the first Doc was responsible for the explosion that had ended Nuke's life.
The fight after that was supposed death #5 for the Doc, as the CC's headquarters was nuked by Nuke at the climax. God bless emergency bomb shelters.
And here I am. Steel's son and the Doc's protege. More on what happened last week later.
Once upon a time, there was a scientist named Jonah Stevens. He worked in Arkady Industries' experimental lab in Vineyard, Illinois in the 70's and early 80's. His specialty was nuclear reactors, and he was instrumental in the synthesis an experimental isotope originally found in a crashed meteorite that produced much stronger fission energy than comparable amounts of the same material.
Now, in the same laboratory, a wretched little man named Doctor Niles Benton was beginning a process that would irradiate ceramic-coated steel in a way that would make it nearly unbreakable. Unbeknownst to his colleagues, Doctor Benton had stolen this technique from a former mentor and friend, whose face and body he had scarred heavily in an attempt to kill his mentor and take this procedure for his own. That friend was Doctor Calvin Lisme.
Doctor Lisme, once he had recovered from the botched assassination attempt, covered his face and body in duranium, the new steel, armor, and determined to ruin his former protege in revenge. First, he released data to the patent office and every major industrial company in America about duranium, effectively making it open source and ruining Benton's attempt to get rich off it himself. Then, Doctor Lisme, now calling himself "Doctor Cataclysm", locked Benton in the Arkady lab late at night, locked the area down, and set the experimental new reactor to overload, thus killing Benton and erasing any evidence he had ever invented Duranium.
However, two people were also trapped in the lab. One was Doctor Stevens. The other, Conner Ferrian. Conner was a security guard at the time, trying to support his teenaged delinquent son and younger twins. That teenaged delinquint, by the way, was me. Conner had seen Doctor Cataclysm in the duranium infusion room and had investigated, only to be locked in and the creation cycle put on automatic.
Doctor Stevens had been knocked unconcious by my predecessor at ground zero, the reactor chamber. He woke up with just enough time to selflessly seal himself into the reactor, in an attempt to also seal the inevitable explosion in with him. When he told the story, Nuke claimed his last thoughts were of his wife and his infant daughter.
When the fallout cleared and the duranium infusion cycle were finished, instead of two corpses, two super-humans were born.
By some twisted miracle, either of genetics or shear force of will, Conner Ferrian survived the infusion process--only he had become a man made of duranium. Super strong and nearly invulnerable, he praised Jesus (I'm so not kidding) for this second chance to do something with his life, and decided to become super-hero American Steel. Only two other people have survived this process, and I didn't even have the whole enchilada done on me. That other one's Red Steel, his Russian counterpart.
Jonah was far less lucky.
To say Jonah Stevens survived the explosion would be a stretch. You see, Jonah was a latent psychic, around 5.0, ten times the normal person. When faced with his mortality, Jonah focused his mind inward, even as radioactive fire burned away his flesh and bones and meat. In that split second after the bottled radioactive explosion faded, Dr. Stevens was no longer a man. "He" was a man-shaped pillar of radioactive fire, held together only by shear force of will.
Stevens tried to return home, but his family did not recognize him. They feared him, and in the frustration of his furiously strained mind, he detonated in a tiny atomic blast. His wife died instantly, but his daughter survived. She's the supervillain Fallout, by the way. She and I dated briefly. It didn't work out. She has hella daddy issues.
Anyway, American Steel's first act as a superhero was to stop the rampaging Stevens from burning Arkady to the ground. Then the newly christened Nuke built himself a containment suit and started his career of revenge and insanity. He was a regular villain for Steel after that, though he also tangled with Miss Atom and the Mississippi Grizzly regularly, the first due to overlapping themes and the second due to location. He was even in the Corrosive Company, that anti-Steel league that the Doc put together. This lasted until American Steel told Nuke that the first Doc was responsible for the explosion that had ended Nuke's life.
The fight after that was supposed death #5 for the Doc, as the CC's headquarters was nuked by Nuke at the climax. God bless emergency bomb shelters.
And here I am. Steel's son and the Doc's protege. More on what happened last week later.
Tuesday, August 5, 2008
EMP
Sorry about no update. Nuke set off an EMP during his fight with Quizzer last week and knocked out half the city, including my internet.
More later, I have to work the kinks out of a few more things before I have luxury to post. I hate EMPs.
More later, I have to work the kinks out of a few more things before I have luxury to post. I hate EMPs.
Wednesday, July 30, 2008
This Ain't Good
I know who is bombing and burning New Vineyard.
It's Nuke.
This is so not good as so many not good levels. Because, you see, there's a pretty good chance that the reason he's burning down slums is because he's looking for me.
I need to do some thinking about this situation. More later.
It's Nuke.
This is so not good as so many not good levels. Because, you see, there's a pretty good chance that the reason he's burning down slums is because he's looking for me.
I need to do some thinking about this situation. More later.
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