— SLAM
Several tonnes of living metal come crashing down from the second floor, about five metres from the Kryptonian general. Megatron gazes down at the distressed young organic briefly, the jaw plates about to rise into a sneer... Then wheeled to regard the Fire Nation princess with something resembling detached interest.—
You May Be Useful Yet, Organic.
"He could not know it. For it was not all a joke."Vanitas simply stood back and watched the madness that was unfolding, for lack of a wall to pound his head against in frustration at the stupidity before him.
"Yup. That tasted purple."Shang Tsung sent six flaming skulls in to counter the arrows.
"You FOOL!" called the sorcerer. "Are you trying to get yourself killed? If Zod's son's powers are weak, then Zod's must be incredibly powerful!" Tsung was by no means on Zod's side- he merely wanted to prevent combat from breaking out.
J-E-T-S JETS JETS JETS!"You really never know when to stop babbling do you, Master of nothing?"
-he flitted from side to side, bypassing the arrows with ease-
"You are free to think whatever you want about me, that's your privilege. It is mine however, not to care."
"I am merely trying to stop this situation from escalating," said Shang Tsung. "But I can't deflect arrows, let alone flaming ones. The hellfire is my only available way of stopping them."
The skulls missed the arrows and burned out, leaving six skulls to simply run out of velocity and smash to pieces on the ground.
edited 1st Jul '11 2:15:54 PM by TestYourMight
J-E-T-S JETS JETS JETS!

"There exist no words capable of adequately expressing how little regard I have for your threats, Dalek."
-Azula's flames had since reduced Lor-Zod to a smoldering corpse, which as Zod placed np focus on maintaining it, faded into nothingness-
edited 1st Jul '11 1:52:39 PM by Vox