Auditorium Entrance
Bas looked at Lazarus, snorted at the nickname cowboy, he still was after all. He wasn't gonna let this asshole ruin it so quickly. Hearing his comments only few seconds after he told them, Basil turned his head towards the the rest of the people in the auditorium entrance, looking for the people disturbed by his performance.
While he did not like that he scared and almost hurt people, it was hard to ignore how obvious it seemed that Laz did not in fact care about how Guitaurus hurt people and cared more about insulting him. He sighed, he did come a bit out of nowhere so this was bound to scare some people. This was okay. They're gonna be fine anyway he thought to himself. Turning towards Louisa without even saying anything to Laz
"Alright, in my opinion you shouldn't be afraid of rock, but I see why I would scare you"
When Mariam spoke to him and highlighted her horns, Bas very nearly dropped his act by showing a big excited smile. She wasn't a bull person but seeing someone similar to him even in such a small way was definitely brightened his day, it was very new for him to see any sort of other people with horns like this, he coughed, remembering to stay in the act he slight turned off his smile.
"Yeah lady you have awesome horns like yours truly! It's good to meet you Hot Stuff, I'll remember yer name!"
Auditorium: In the Darkness
Guitaurus stood in the frontal end of the group of students in the room, not wanting to harm people who are in the way of his flames. He was upright holding his in a pose ready to play and ready to spit fire at whatever may unfortunately come in his way. He was scared, after all he was just a normal adult with no skill in martial arts whatsoever. On the other hand. He could finally, truly go wild playing bass, he may have done a super sweet entrance but that was not a long performance. In a fight he might be able to even play for 10 minutes straight. So the fear of fighting and the happiness of performing mixed in him together into a state of not alertness and surprising courage for him. Even if he was a giant hulking minotaur.
AUDITORIUM
Laz turned to the minotaur. "Not just her." He said, pointing at where the biker had just fled. "You got to apologize to him too, alright? Cuz he just about shat his pants." He sighed, Father Virigl had told him not to be so rude. He needed to be more polite. "Sorry hombre but that guy on the bike seemed really freaked out by your entrance. Alright? Can you apologize to him?"
Auditorium: The Red Streak
Eon settled down onto all fours beside the minotaur, it was the position that a sprinter would get into before they did a hundred-yard dash. He looked around before glancing up at the hulking being with the guitar. "Cowboy, what's your name?" He asked-not meaning any insult, but at least the guy would know he was addressing him.
edited 20th May '17 11:12:37 PM by TroyandHawk
Good to be backKEU - Auditorium Entrance
Camellia did her best to stile the laugh that was caused by Bas' answer. It wasn't easy, to say the least. Once she had managed to cease her laughing, she nodded to him and gestured to herself, her hand resting on the symbol of the atom just below her collarbone. "I am Camellia. Or Lady Bohr, as the media calls me. It is good to meet you."
KEU - Inside the Auditorium
Camellia shuffled into the auditorium quietly along with the others. Upon spotting Sabrina, she smiled and made her way over to the other girl with a wave. "You don't have a costume, Sabrina? Or I suppose that is your costume."
"I am nature's weapon. You are unfit to carry on your species, and I shall ensure that you do not do so!" - Charles Darwin, XCOM SniperKEU Auditorium
As the students wondered what was going on, they would suddenly feel something in the room...shift.
The metallic floor seemed to rumble...and then, it split. A circular hole appeared on the floor, big enough to be called a pit, ecompassing wall to wall from the middle of the auditorium, to the stage.
In fact, Cassie was in danger of falling into it from her position.
And then, they could hear a mechanical sound as a platform rose upwards, carrying what seemed to be about 15 mechanical constructs. The robots were a dull silver-gray, humanoid from the waist up, looking a lot like steel skeletons. A single red sensor blinked to life on their "foreheads". Their arms ended in fingers tipped with what looked to be firearms. Below the waist, they looked more like spiders, wicked looking steel legs, eight in all, connected to a metal base just below the humanoid waist. They were a bit smaller than Yamato's Susanoo'o, but didn't look quite as friendly. Glowing red bullseyes were placed on the chest, each shoulder and above the sensor on the face.
"COOL!" Shocktrap yelled in the background, waving her arms up and down excitedly.
Brightstar, meanwhile, raised an eyebrow. She recognized them, of course she did. These were the mechanical mooks of the supervillain The Overlord, New Hope's first big threat, taken down by Miracle and Wrath way back when.
Then, the screen on the stage flickered to life and the Hero TV opening jingle sounded across the Auditorium.
"Welcoooome back, lads and lasses, to Hero TV!" Scott O'Neil announced from the screen as footage of the auditorium appeared behind him.
"We are LIVE at the KEU for this special broadcast, showing off Class 2115 for all you folks to see. Our brave new heroes will be making their debut soon in the C League, and here's your chance to meet them!"
"As you can see, our friends are face to face with dastardly robots and quite ready for a brawl! The rules of this activity is quite simple, friends, so listen up!"
"When the mark comes, the robots will attack...don't worry folks, they're only armed with paintball guns...and the heroes will of course have to take them down. Each robot that is completely destroyed will be worth 5 points, however if a hero hits the targets on a robot's chest, that's 10 points! 15 points for the ones on its shoulders, and 20 for the headshot! Conversely, each hit with a paintball will deduct 10 points!"
"And those are the rules, folks, let's cheer for our heroes and watch them work! Just be advised, of course, that this preview activity will not affect their starting points when they start in the C League."
With that, Mister O'Neil vanished from the screen, replaced by a scoreboard showing the heroes's chosen codenames and current points.
"YEEEES." Someone yelled from the back.
The robot's sensors flared to life, they shuddered, moved...and opened fire.
Brightstar took off, hovering just above Nightwire.
"Nightwire, I'll watch your back but keep my distance so you can use your Gift. Good luck."
Her voice was oddly confident, quite unlike Louisa's stuttering.
With a nod, the glowing heroine blasted towards the roof, dodging paint, and prepared for a fight.
KEU Auditorium.
Ann wasted no time, immediately throwing her metal disc, now crackling with electricity, followed by half a dozen more at the nearest robot to cover her made dash towards it. Her ears while present, were pressed flat against her head as she ran, leaped and attached her grapple to the floor behind the robot and reeling herself towards it for a powerful dive kick.
"Dibs!" She called out happily as she soared towards the robot
-dramatic music ensues-It's on like Alderaan
With the announcement that the gathered heroes would be fighting robots, Crackdown holstered his shotgun and muttered "Well this is what I get for focusing on only one style of one-liner" before cracking his knuckles and waiting for the 'bots to come to life.
As the first robot nearest to him shuddered to life, Daniel would grab it by the shoulder and bark "Head's up!" before headbutting the nearest bot straight in the face.
"Called it!" Cassie declared, and swiveled again towards the middle of the ring, finally done filming. She slid the DMX413RUNDMC-612SHYGDDT onto her belt via a clip and then readied her completely martially untrained self to kick some ass. Unfortunately, none of these bastards were, in fact, off the ground. At all. Huh. On the other hand, though, she just had to hit the targets! She might even be able to hide her secondary power for just a bit longer!
Cassie trusted her Gift, if not for its offensive powers, then for its unbeatable defense! Like a Counter Strike player with horrible, horrible lag, she flickered across the gym floor towards the robots to try to get into melee, running a short distance and jumpcutting by seconds of fractions of a second. It was inelegant, but that's why Sky-High Divider didn't put herself in front of the camera when she used this power!
VS Robots
"Robots? Oh come on." Nightwire sighed once more, but nodded in response to Brightstar. Zipping through in the dark room, lending all the more to his strength, he thrust his hand out and shot three wires aimed at the targets of the nearest robot. Meanwhile, he threw out a few wires and stuck them to the wall, along the path of several robots, creating a tripline.
With the announcement Paragon couldn't help but smile to himself, because the first exam was perfectly suited for his own abilities. A situation where no one could be hurt and that by fighting he would be showing off in a heroic fashion. Honestly this was more then he could have ever asked for. "You heard the 'em, lets be heroes!" he threw his fist into the air and felt his body course with a new flow of power.
11%+Engaging enemy+Showing off charities to the camera+heroic battle cry-single target=25%
With speed that would have made most Olympic athletes curse their own abilities as weak Paragon dodged out of the way of one of the machines fire and made a straight line toward one, leaping into the air and landing a spinning kick onto one of the machines foreheads, pushing off of it with his momentum and landing on the ground with a quick roll, his cape billowing behind him as he completed his landing. "Truth, justice, and a swift punch to evil. Paragon has arrived!" he stood up onto to get shot in the back of the head by one of the paintballs, which due to his own durability at twenty five percent felt more like a light tap. "Crud I got overconfident." he turned and continued his attack, still wearing a smile but knowing to keep a bit more focus.
25%+Heroic Announcement+Successful attack-foolish hit-arrogance=24%
KEU: Auditorium - Fight Time.
With the screen lighting up, the announcer cheerfully going over the conditions for victory and what was supposed to be their opposition, three things quickly got his concern. ...Firstly was being thankful for his domino mask and top hat obscuring some of the light.
Second was that unless he was blowing those bots heads off completely, he doubted he'd be getting many points unless he was more...direct and that would put him in the thick of it.
And lastly, his suit. Although considering how...'artistic' his sponsers were trying to be, they'd likely be all over him looking like a rainbow on legs as the masked man sighed, taking a blue colored bougainvillea from his vest.
"All things beautiful tend to have their nasty thorns, wouldn't you agree...? Allow me to to show as I make you lot...a rather magnificant display." He smiled, before giving a slight flourish before throwing the dark blue flower hopefully at a clustered bunch of robots...and that no-one got in the way before he could snap his fingers.
That would be...quite problematic and not at all graceful.
Hope you weren't expecting anything witty here. Maybe some day.Auditorium Testing time
Camellia immediately began to channel her power into the ground below and directly in front of her, her eyes dimming as she focused on the metal underfoot. The section in question seemed to splinter, breaking into smaller and smaller chunks before she began to reassemble them into a portable shield. The tanned girl crouched done once more, using her new shield as cover and began to focus on creating small, smooth spheres from the ground beneath her, before chucking them as hard as she could in the direction of the robots, trying her hardest to at least hit the targets on their chests.
"I am nature's weapon. You are unfit to carry on your species, and I shall ensure that you do not do so!" - Charles Darwin, XCOM SniperKEU Auditorium
While listening to the briefing, Suzu came to a minor but annoying conclusion in her head, she didn't like the name that she had been assigned by her sponsor at all, and they were about to hit the air, once that happened it would stick. Looking down at her clothing and the projection on it before they had a chance to get going, she raised her left hand into the air and griped it down into a fist, with a rapid flicker caused by the short, the projected kanji changed from "大和" to "雷花", much cuter she thought to herself honestly not hearing the full speech in the process.
Buuuut then they started shooting, she quickly Jumped off Susanoo's gave a quick wave to the camera's and dashed back twords the entryway, who's doors were rapidly closing. Her machine however did not share the same willingness to retreat, in fact it stood 100% still until she had made her way outside and just barely cleared the doors. It was then that the beast flared to life with a vigor not yet shown by it, one that if you had watched it to this point you would not even think it was capable of showing.
With a loud mechanical roar, the machine beat its chest like gorilla and took off at full speed for the nearest inferior copy a holographic "(#`Д´)凸" briefly displayed above it as it made a leap for one of the dryder's backs, warped its hands around the machines neck, and begin to literally try to rip its head off.
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KEU Auditorium
Hot Stuff cracked her knuckles and stretched her arms. She would have to get into range to establish contact points to use her Gift.
"Okay," she said. "Let's play that game."
Guarding her body with rock and her face with her arm, Hot Stuff bolted for the closest cover she could think of in the sparse, undecorated room—right between the spider legs of the nearest robot. Assuming they were programmed not to shoot at each other.
She dived into a slide under the nearest robot, arm outstretched to catch the first spindly leg she could establish a contact point with. Then she'd just have to infest its legs and joints with as much volcanic rock as possible.
KEU Warzone
Pantharea's dive kick caught a robot in the head...however, it was a glancing blow, off from the target by a few inches. It did stagger, though, flailing its mechanical arms slightly.
Crackdown and his thick skull nailed the robot he was fighting right on the head target, the glowing bullseye sputtering out and the machine falling over to the ground, unmoving.
However, two more robots approaced him from both sides, raising their ams to fire their paintball guns. ....And then, something whacked one on the head so hard that said head flew off and smashed into the wall with a thud.
Shocktrap grinned down at Crackdown, hefting what appeared to be a rocket powered battle ax and floating with her rocket boots.
"Hey there, Last Action Hero! Wanna team up?!"
Sky High Divider and Paragon would find themselves being herded together by a group of the robots, strafing at them with their guns, making a loose circle so that they would be forced near each other. Not that they were doing much to hit the lagging Divider, however.
Nightwire's tripwire trick worked like a charm, sending three robots toppling over each other, landing facefirst on the floor.
However, the one he shot with wires directly...well, it raised its bulky arms, protecting the targets on its body and walking out without a scratch. It aimed its guns at Nightwire....only for a bright bolt of 'light to shoot out from above and strike it on the chest.
Brightstar smiled at him...only to get pelted from behind by paintballs as she was distracted.
The Enigma succeeded completely in his intent, his flowers catching a group of three, who looked down on the flowers with their sensors, looking almost confused.
Lady Bohr got lucky. One of her spheres actually landed a direct hit on one bot's shoulder, causing it to shut down. However, another bot actually ran towards her, ceasing fire and then launching a net from its spiderlike body.
Susanoo'o easily tore through one bot's head. After all, these were older models, no match for advanced technology.
Two other bots seemed to look at each other...and then turned and fled.
Hot Stuff managed to get under one bot. She was right. They WERE programmed to avoid friendly fire. As rocks started infecting its joints the bot tried to move away...only for a satisfying crunch to be heard as four of its legs snapped, the rocks had grown in between the joints. Down went the robot...on top of tge heroine if she wasn't quick.
If that sounded more than the fifteen that arrived earlier, you would be right.
....Because more came up from the platform at the middle of the room.
KEU Warzone
Susanoo's once again flourished with victory, or at least it went too but then its optic sensor quickly paned back and forth between the two robots attempting to retreat.... then down to the head of there former comrades in its hands. With one quick motion the head rapidly became a fastball headed straight for the closest ones center of mass.
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KEU Auditorium
Without much time to dive to safety, Hot Stuff touched the ground with both hands, establishing a contact point which she used to quickly construct a rock pillar to keep the robot from falling on her. Assuming that worked, Hot Stuff wouldn't stop there—she let the pillar keep growing, to perhaps threaten to topple the thing onto its side.
Hot Stuff reached out to snatch up one of the robot's broken legs and coat it with rock, creating a makeshift bludgeon. Then, attempting to stand, she aimed for the robot's shoulder target and swung.
Violence
Having quickly drawn both of his hand cannons from their shoulder holsters just as both 'bots got sent flying, Crackdown took a minute to assess the situation before looking up at Shocktrap and saying "I wo-" and cutting himself off from finishing the sentence. He wasn't working alone anymore because he wasn't an anti-hero vigilante. He was a hero, it was time to act like it. Resuming his sentence, Crackdown continued "-uld be okay with that"
"What's the plan?"
edited 21st May '17 1:39:46 AM by Eachiunn
Auditorium:Showtime!
Guitaurus stood staunchly and shouted at the oncoming horde loudly.
"IT'S TIME SOMEONE SHOWED YOU REAL METAL YOU MOVING BUCKETS, PREPARE TO HAVE YOUR STEEL FACES MELTED"
Bas fretted on his guitar, small harmless sparks flying off everywhere. Suddenly he looked at Daniel headbutting the robots and thought to himself I can totally do that hell I have horns I can do it better. Basil began fretting on the strings faster. Going into a bombastic solo flames streamed onto the mechanical "gunners" Trying to set them on fire, mid-playing he held the guitar close to his chest and charged straight at whatever he managed to make catch on fire with his head going straight for the chest, he tried to sink his horns inside the automaton's body. Should he succeed he'd charge with the robot held by his horns even further, into another robot to set as many on fire as he could. he then tried to throw them both onto the middle of the room where the robots seemed to be coming from to stop them.
edited 21st May '17 5:13:16 AM by LiorVal
VS Robots
"Well know you're just being a tease, mr robot." Nightwire said as he retracted his wires. Having to stifle a bit of a laugh at ms sunshine getting nailed by a paintball, he whipped out new wires from his finger tips. "See, now its time to have some fun, you overgrown tin can."
He whipped out his wires towards the three he had tripped with one hand, and also lashing out towards the targets of his initial prey with the other. On either hand, he would make them latch to whatever they struck, whether it was the intended to hit target or not.
-KEU, Auditorium- (Boy I need to catch up...)
Alex was in as soon as the doors were open, and instantly stopped as he saw the dark room.
This place had bad vibes already.
He ran a small current through his suit, lighting it up.
So at least he could see now.
Then the floor moved.
It seemed to rumble and split, but thankfully he was far enough away from it to be safe.
Then robots came out of the ground.
Wait, what?!
They seemed to be taller than him (go figure) but not incredibly large like he was dreading.
Then the TV flickered on, and—
"Welcoooome back, lads and lasses, to Hero TV!"
Oh no.
After Mr Scott O'Neil kindly explained the rules, the TV began to display a scoreboard.
Then all hell broke loose.
All the Gifted, including the few that he had met, began attacking the robots mercilessly.
Before he could even get to the front of the crowd, the first wave was gone.
The second wave came shortly after, rising out of the ground where the others had come from.
Time to show the others what he can do.
His suit surged with power, and he began to rapid fire lightning bolts at a nearby robot, hopefully overloading it.
In case it counter-attacked, he flipped out of the way of its line-of-fire, aiming a stream of lightning at another robot.
"Everyone nearby get out of the way! If you get too close you'll be fried!" he yelled.
edited 21st May '17 3:18:08 AM by Enirboreh
borkKEU - Auditorium.
Giving a slight smile as his aim had been...mostly true as the projectile was starting to lose velocity, The Extravagant Enigma simply snapped his fingers in a way that it ended with him pointing at the clueless robots as the blue flower swiftly bloomed, thorny stem exploding and expanding into net of tangling vines to keep the trio of robots from opening fire or getting away.
...Granted, there wasn't any guarantee it'd be for long, but he was already closing the gap, stylishly twirling his cane and getting ready to deliver a crushing blow before others tried to take the points for themselves.
Hope you weren't expecting anything witty here. Maybe some day.Herbert, Auditorium
It was like Black Friday. All of them, to a man, like a bunch of fucking lemmings, just went ahead without a care in the world just to earn their precious points.
"Tch." Without much hurry, Herbert procured a length of iron pipe, long enough to drag it on the floor as he rode, then let his bike roar to life and rode forward towards the closest robot, uncaring about getting hit. He was already a hard target due to his small stature, and if it was just paintball, he had no need for further caution.
With a screeching of the tires, he smashed at the first robot available, devoid of battle cries, snippy one-liners and the cocksure attitude. All that was was a pair of red eyes.
That would explain a lot.
Crap, I didn't fill my suit's pockets last night because of the plane ride!
As soon as the robot's targets came into view, Soma started creating his gel, quickly producing more than enough to coat his naked forearms with enough to look like he was wearing padded gloves by the time the instructions were half done and adding more onto that until the game was ready to begin.
He immediately raised a hand and willed the gel forward and hardened it to erect a thin barricade planted on the floor a short distance in front of him and Velita to intercept the initial volley of paint and called "Alright, Psycon, time to put on a show!" before running up to it, peeking his head around the barrier just long enough to check for friendlies and targets before shoving his hands through a softened portion of the barrier to form two spikes hardened at the tips quickly extending at two of the robot's heads.
edited 21st May '17 4:35:10 AM by BlitzTrain
Sept. 1, 2115, Past 6 in the morning, KEU Auditorium - COMBAT!?
"ARE YOU KIDDING ME?!!"
His cry of distress was lost amidst the general melee. Easy to miss and only carrying a general assortment of tools, Gamble was very put out with the situation. While fit and capable of handling himself in a fight, a free-for-all was the worst-case scenario for the sandy-haired escapologist. Especially when his opponents were eight-legged battle robots from before he was born.
As of the moment, he was weaving and doing his very best to avoid the fighting press. All the while he cursed under his breath, trying to get for the most embattled robot. His own Gift wasn't all that combat-applicable. But the first thing a good escapologist learned... Was improvisation.
Luckily, his harness usually contained a several feet of hybrid rope, along with a magnetic hook and launcher. Gamble found himself a break in the crowd and rolled for it. He took aim at a steel beam overhead and fired. With a thunk of impact, he gave his rope a good few tugs and took a running leap, swinging overhead and aiming to land upon a robot's large back.
All while he kept cursing and praying not to be hit too much.
edited 21st May '17 4:42:25 AM by KR_Vandal

"No, no, no, I'm not asking for a throw or anything." Cass waved her hand limply back at Suzu. "All that I need is someplace stable that can get me more than thirty inches up. Your machine is perfect for that." She spun around, took a knee, and in the dark tried to throw out a trick just in case it really was one in here: Cass zoomed in and panned up Susanoo and Suzu's bodies... without actually looking in the lens. Instead, her left eye was ready, scanning across the room and trying to figure out where shit would hit the fan from. She resolved to make herself some kind of fake bait until it got real.