Victoria heard the explosion of Chemster's dead man switch as she finished off an overconfident hero with some type of rock shield. Shifting a hand into a spike made quick work of the player, allowing her to run to the source of the blast without issue. Along the way, Victoria activated her heat sensors to pinpoint the enemy's location. Two players stood to her left, performing strange movements.
She started to make out their movements once she moved closer. One hero lay on the ground, performing what looked to be pushups, while the other spun in a circle and waved their hands. The sound of air whooshing keyed Victoria in; the player was moving something around him to disperse Chemster's gas.
Victoria crouched low, shaping her body to let her crawl over the ground without a sound. The action wasn't very ladylike. She wouldn't be caught dead crawling in the dirt under normal circumstances, but two heroes required tactics. It was part of the reason the villain teamed up with Chemster so often, despite her character's obvious disdain for him. Gas obscured Victoria's actions and kept her from embarrassing herself through exposure.
Victoria made her way across the pavement, the small treads shaped on her arms and legs moving her along without a sound. Short grunts of exertion from the heroes reached her moments later, and the villain felt the wind wash over her dress. She inched closer to both heroes, taking care to retreat once she hit the clearing the players had made.
Victoria peeked a head out of the smoke to glimpse at the two heroes one more time. The hero doing pushups had stopped and was now discussing the next steps with the other. The second hero was controlling a slab of pavement and waved it around like a fan.
"Okay, I've stored enough energy for now. Which way should we head?"
"I'm not sure. Pick a direction."
The hero closed his eyes and pointed, "This way."
"Alright, keep your eyes peeled. There's still that other villain around," the second hero replied. He started waving his fan toward's the indicated direction started walking.
The other hero followed behind, keeping his eyes and ears alert.
Victoria crept behind, thinking up a plan as she shimmied forward. The first attack needed to take out the telekinetic, or else the hero would toss Victoria around like a ragdoll. But there was no telling how much health the hero had left, which meant the villain needed to take a gamble.
In one fluid motion, Victoria rocketed off the ground and outstretched a hand.
"F*ck!" yelled the pushup hero. He turned to meet Victoria's charge, blitzing forward with the use of her power.
The villain was a touch faster, her moment of surprise eking out an inch of extra distance. Her hand wrapped around the telekinetic's neck and squeezed.
"F*ck! Let him go!" The hero slammed a foot into the pavement, cracking the concrete and turning on a dime. He surged forward, fist ready to meet Victoria's face. The villain twisted impossibly, her torso making a full one-eighty to bring the telekinetic in front of the charging hero. Fist met face, and Victoria smiled in satisfaction as her gamble paid off.
Somehow, the telekinetic was still kicking. The hero struggled against Victoria, and the villain felt invisible hands tug at her body.
"Now, didn't you learn it's rude to touch a lady without her permission?" Victoria quipped. She shifted a hand into a spike and drove it into the hero, finishing him off for good.
"D*mn it!" the other shouted.
The last hero growled at Victoria, who responded with a bow.
"That's right, dude," Riptide answered. "The engine will speed up the wave widget's activation."
Bubble turned to the Professor, "I could break rooms until we got to the engine?"
"Hmm, yes. And Victoria is still running. She would be plenty to carry the machine out. But we would need an escape vehicle."
"G.W. and Jaws can get on that. Right, dudes?" Riptide said.
"You got it, dude," Jaws growled.
"Understood," G.W. answered.
"Good. Now that we have, once again, a new plan. I will stand by and collect Victoria. We will follow behind Bubble's trail. Make sure you kill any heroes who get in the way."
"Killing's such a harsh word, dude," Riptide said sportingly.
Bubble saluted her leader, then turned and activated her power. The ship's deck caved inward like a sinkhole and popped, showering wood and other particulates into the hallway below. Riptide jumped into the newly created hole with a "Cowabunga!" followed by Bubble. The Professor walked to the edge of the deck and prepared to signal Victoria.
Merla heard the explosion as she walked through the lower decks.
"Merla, the villains are making their way to the engine room!" a hero yelled.
"We must hurry! If Riptide gets his hands on that machine, there's no telling what he'll do!" Merla replied.
Heroes of all kinds burst out of their hiding places to run towards the engine room. The trap was sprung, and now they would close the net around the villains looking to steal from them.
Merla had discussed the plan of action with the others after she'd tricked Hardlight. Riptide wasn't the most conventional of players, mostly because his concerns inside the game were so different from others. Instead of going on quests, the man surfed. At first, the man's strange demeanor baffled Merla, but now that she'd gotten to know him, she realized he was just a guy who wanted to get the most enjoyment out of everything he did. That meant she could somewhat predict what he would try and do.
Of course, the other players didn't know that, so their plan had turned into this simple trap. All the players knew that Riptide wanted the cruise ship but didn't know why he wanted it. Therefore, the players split into two groups. Merla led the attack outside the boat and would retreat to let the heroes know if things didn't work out. The rest explored the ship, locating as many important rooms as they could.
From there, the players created a net of sorts. Each hero hid within earshot of another, waiting until a villain entered. Once the trap sprung, the heroes would converge on the villain's location and take him down with numbers. Merla felt it was a solid plan, all things considered.
She followed Spook and another hero towards Riptide's last known location, preparing a spell to attack the villain once she saw him. The capture spell should do it this time; the hallways were too tight to maneuver a surfboard through. Merla rounded the corner as Riptide surfed in from above, a woman in an old military uniform landing behind him.
"Sup, dudes! I'm here to take your sh*t!" Riptide shouted.