AKA Nixer
Squad 4
Evelyn glanced back from her beamspamming long enough for her to gives him a smirk (a smirk) and an accompanying nod; shifting slightly so as to position herself behind him and give her time to work on activating his Eye.
“If you can keep up. Hold still.”
A light touch to the back, and his usual vision was soon accompanied by an overlay of all-encompassing, permeating gold—non intrusive to his regular sight yet remaining a fundamental part of it. It swivelled independently and seemed to react automatically—but it froze up as Evelyn had an epiphany; slightly tugging his head around to face hers and gently pressing her fingers against his forehead.
Her Third Eye bored into his intently.
“I awaken you...”
Her gaze narrowed.
“...permanently.”
And with that, she had pushed herself away. Not far, but to cement her point. Another blast radiated from her own Eye as Clay would realise that his hadn't receded yet. In fact, a new sensation would overcome him—a pathway to the brain having grown in a place previously untouched. Control. Brand new muscles, reigning over his new source of supernatural sight.
“Need to stand alone. Can't mess around,” she explained in short. “Try closing one eye when you aim. You can see clearer then,” she added as extra advice just as her forcefield flashed up with a resounding clang—reflecting a shot right back at its sender and knocking the poor guy off his feet. “How are you feeling? Are you okay? Woozy or anything? Tell me if you are. I haven't... well, I haven't done that before...”
In purely theoretical terms, she had. But she hadn't seen the results of those tests—and considering she was the only success at the time she escaped, she didn't have high hopes for the subjects in question. Clay, however, was a different story. She was confident in regards to him. She trusted him. And she got the feeling it was because he trusted himself.
And right now, for once in her life, she felt like she was starting to trust herself a little bit too.
Edited by Enirboreh on Mar 29th 2019 at 3:45:02 PM
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King among Xanas
Squad 3
Martin looked to Mahvash and offered a smile, throwing his hand to the side and summoning his weapon. "I'm going to bring them down, its my mistake to pay for," he paused for a moment, facing away from her. "If you can, please don't look up at that ship. What I'm going to do, how hard I am going to fight. This once, for this one day in my life I don't know if I can be strong enough to stop myself from hurting someone else." with that said he spun the blade and let it lift him into the air, aiming directly toward the ship without a care for the firepower they might throw at him. Right now his strength would leave him fine against most of their weapons, maybe it would hurt a bit.
But with how badly he planned to hurt everyone inside. It only seemed fair.
Squad 4
There was always a slight bit of pain when they linked their vision, it was simply the price of doing business when he was fighting alongside her. But this was different, a continuous pain that exploded throughout his head like a grenade until it finally stabilized. When he finally looked again it wasn't the same as their usual shared vision, as they weren't looking through each others eyes, he wasn't sharing in her power. This time the power was all his own. "It just feels like you darlin', ain't nothing I haven't done before." his vision was enhanced, feeding information to his mind in such a way that it would normally knock someone off their ass.
But as the best often did, he cheated using technology sent to him from the future. The belt around his waist sprang into action, using the biological connection from when it had linked to him for the first time it began to process his vision and allowed him to deal with it in a more natural way. The A.I. within the belt taking some of the processing load away from his fragile human mind. "So, fastest in the world?" Clay brought up his gun again and began to work.
A group of enemies going after civilians were surrounded by a wall of fire, followed by a shot knocking off a loose bit of building to fall on them. Another bit of damaged building was frozen before it could fall. An energy bolt was aimed at the aerial attack, aiming for their weakest points.
Meta Ability Processed, integration 100%
"Shoot, we make it out of this alive I'm gonna have to find a ring for yah, because thats the only way I reckon I can pay you back."
Be better, because what is the harm in trying?
Deranged X-Mas Figure
Ship
Van did his best to whittle the ship down, but despite Mikael's efforts to commandeer it, it was all for naught. Yoko's blast of fox-fire was large and deadly enough to slice it in two, bringing both halves crashing to the city below as they crushed Gaea forces and innocent civilians alike. That said, there were still a number of other ships out there, and plenty of opportunities for Mikael to capture one. If he did, he would find that each ship had a command center at the north bow with a glass door that was fairly easy to enter, if filled with guards. Not a cakewalk, but not impossible.
Mutants
The collar came off with ease, at least for someone with Ellie's strength. The mutant (a hulking horned monstrosity with wings and a white tiger's head,) was grateful and urged for her to help the others. Suddenly they all hunched over in pain as their collars activated, shocks of electricity spreading pain to every fiber of their being. The man in the suit of armor stepped forward, holding the remote in his hand and keeping a firm hand on one of the buttons. "Hey! Get back to it you fucking mutts! 'Bout all you freaks are good for!" He turned to Ellie. "Same with you. Unless you want in on this, I'd suggest backing off ASAP. 'Less you wanna get hurt." He fired a blast of energy at her from a gauntlet on his hand, though it was more of a warning shot than anything else.
Troops&Tanks
Zach and some of the others tore into the tanks and troops, making quick work of them despite their increasing numbers. Not that they were harmless. Just when they had mopped up the current round, a new throng popped out of the woodwork, firing away with tank blasts and cannon fire. Still, if they tried to pick them off one by one they'd be there all day. They needed to get to the source and close it off. Though the question was how.
Matten's Adventures in Phonecalls Sadly Bozo wasn't picking up, likely due to dealing with the current threat at hand, but Reinbach picked up after a few rings. "Yes, who is it? I am currently in the middle of dealing with something rather important which anyone could see if they would bother to look out a window. Well?"
Reinforcements
Class 1 was doing their best to deal with the situation at hand, but it had become increasingly clear they couldn't do it alone. Not that they needed to. Suddenly heroes from all over Super City began trickling in, likely having been sent by the Saint Foundation if the cross-shaped emblems on their chest were any indication. They started helping out however they could, whether it be going after ships, taking care of ground troops, or assisting the wounded. There was still far too much to do everything on their own, but it was a start. And with more heroes coming in all the time, it would only get easier.
On top of that, if they squinted they swore they could also see Saint in the distance. They couldn't be sure, but between thrashing tanks around like ragdolls and bringing down ships with suplex holds, it was a safe bet. He was doing an entire group's work on his own. And all the while he was keeping that plastered smile intact. If there was anyone who could set things right, it was the Saint.
Or at least that's what everyone told themselves.
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An Ordinary Oddball
Aster (2)
Aster hurled pieces of rubble at the smaller ships and armored mooks that crossed her path. She reinforced her arm with metallic looking veins, then picked up another mook and threw him into his comrades.
She dove forth and formed a living shield in front of a cowering family, evacuating them out of the area before chillingly howling a challenge to the skies. Underneath the strain of her voice were the tones of grinding metal and ever-melancholy whalesong.
Perry (4)
"F-f-friends?" Perry noticed the plight of the mutant creatures and warbled deep in her throat. "Hold on...Perry help!"
She scrabbled on all fours, calling for all her ghostly friends to swarm the collars, clawing and biting at them. All the flying friends went for the controller in the man's hand, attempting to make him let go of it, assaulting him with their talons and trying to blind him with their multitude of wings.
Perry rolled up her sleeves (laundry was, after all, hard to do) and attempted to pounce on the man with Lucky as her possessor. With claws drawn, she aimed for his soft belly.
It was time to be biting back.
Edited by JumpingFruit on Mar 29th 2019 at 10:30:10 AM
I wear the skin of the Elder Things, having come unto my own.
Ultimate Hope, Absolute Insanity
Iridium Wonders – The War
Evviva! Mahvash accepted his apology. But of course, there's always going to be something that will ruin everything, isn't there?
I guess I've get into action....and it's probably for the best...'
Mutants
Hey! Leave Ellie alone! And don't call her a freak! , A distorted voice said to the armored man
It was Dante, in his Schizo form. His cape was already filled with faces and mouths.
yficaPyficaPyficaPyficaPyficaPyficaPyficaPyficaPyficaP , the faces and mouths started babbling gibberish until they released a large pacifying wave at the armored man and most of the mutants.
Squad 4 – The War
Oh wow...how unexpected.
Should I save the civilians or should I attack the aggressors? Hmmm...the first one!, he thought as the started flying.
Where is least attacked area..., he scanned the city under him while trying to not get noticed by the ships.
He eventually found it and landed the area.
Civilians! , he called out, Come here! I know I look menacing...but come here! I can protect you! , with this, he convinced the civilians.
When all (or most, at least) of the civilians came next to him. Iuvem dediced to do a thing.
I could use those seven delicious ice creams that I've managed to conserve to protect them!, he thought. He took the ice creams and threw them on the ground, in a circle-like pattern.
As he started to raise his hands, the fluids/ice of the ice creams started expanding, sorrounding him and the civilians, until they were protected and covered by a large dome of hardened ice creams.
Edited by Theyja on Mar 29th 2019 at 7:32:46 PM
You might know everything I'm going to do...but that's not going to help you, since I KNOW EVERYTHING YOU'RE GOING TO DO! STRANGE, ISN'T IT?
Shane - Squad 1
Gotta find a way to seal up those damn portals. There has got to be something controlling them.
Shane stealthily darted from building to building, freezing up any tank that turned to see him as he tried to make his way closer to the portals to get a better look and see what was going on over there. Endless Nazis to punch - so this was not all bad, really.
He saw Zach basically going to town as he started his trek, giving a rather bittersweet smile. Here's hoping I see you alive again. And with that he went about his move.
Shane bit his lip when he saw the sheer number of ships flying about - on top of the tanks and robots, the sky was clouded with the swastika and iron cross. And they call us monsters? Allying with the fucking Nazis.
Van - Squad 3
Van was not even the slightest bit tired, nor would he allow himself to be. As the staff of the Nazi Airship fell from their wretched airship upon Yoko splitting it in twain, Van seized upon the opportunity to increase his reserve. Any Nazi that went near the web of Van's projected blood was immediately drained dry - though he was still careful not to take any of them as familiars.
Both because he rejected that path, and because the idea of having a Nazi as a familiar made him feel sick inside.
However as the ship fell to the ground, Van saw some of its highly powerful weapons. An idea came to him.
Concentrating his blood into an almost claw shaped form, he promptly seized upon the downed airship that had previously been just on top of the club. He then tore free one of the larger guns, the weapon clicking and sliding as it entered a working configuration.
Van functionally wielded a gigantic cannon at that moment...and he promptly took devastating shots at the Nazi airships remaining in the sky.
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AKA Nixer
Squad 1
The new wave of tanks soon got a new visitor, as a certain kitsune blurred into existence directly above one of the cannons and clasped her claws around it. A spin and a flick of the wrists was all she needed as she sent it tumbling into its comrades, before she disappeared again—continuing her onslaught with a couple more before she landed next to Zach with a kitsunebi at the ready. The tail holding it up seemed to shift and blur as its duplicates fanned out and then back in again in a repeating fashion—Yoko's inner anxiety making itself apparent with the way she was fidgeting.
“...They're gonna keep coming,” she eventually spoke, casting a worried look towards him and then the others. “We have to hold them back for the others. Unless we can work something out here...?”
She shook her head slightly, getting back into the game. Foxfire crackled against the ground all around her as duplicates of the class finally sprang up; rushing to wherever they'd be the most useful and blinding the ground soldiers with their illusionary displays of power. If nothing else it'd buy them some time to think.
Squad 3
An ear-piercing screech cut through the din of battle, and a colossal arm of swirling flame slamming down against the roof of the karaoke building was testament to its source. With wings of pure fire extending out to either side for what felt like forever, The Phoenix rose up—Ash herself lost in the myriad of smaller angels that were surrounding it. Perhaps if one looked closer they'd be able to distinguish her from the hollow shells, but from this distance and due to the brightness of the display it'd be hard to. Cacophonic roaring split the atmosphere as balls of fire shot above and arced in the air; whistling like incoming shells as they spiralled down towards a good chunk of the air forces and backing up Van's blasts tremendously. Airships and fire tended to mix poorly.
If Ash couldn't save people directly, she'd do her damned hardest to fight instead.
Squad 4
“I hope you aren't. I mean as long as you're okay.”
No she didn't. The hushed tone did nothing to hide the intended meaning. Confidence up indeed. Even if it was only temporary.
It was unlikely she'd be able to keep it up as much once the battle was over, but she was enjoying herself while it lasted. She didn't even feel intimidated at the thought of the date.
Until that sudden comment about the ring impacted her like a right hook to the jaw and very nearly knocked her off her feet. But that was another matter entirely. She dealt with it like she did the rest of his flirting—convincing herself it was just that; flirting—and then continued on.
It didn't mean she wouldn't be thinking about it for the rest of the day, though.
Her new Eye twitched, and backed up Clay's blasts with repeated psionic pulses of her own. Packed globules of energy flew out of her Eye in bursts and fixed their trajectory in the air so as to impact the skulls of her targets; scrambling them and painting them as easy targets for Clay's shots–
Wait a second he doesn't have a barrier–!
The blast pinged off of her shield as it flew up around them both, narrowly avoiding impacting Clay as Evelyn practically threw herself at him to provide cover. She was hanging off of him now like a monkey who had lost all feeling to its limbs, and promptly broke out into a blush as she cleared her throat and adjusted herself accordingly.
More psionic blasts rang out as she silently took potshots from over his shoulder.
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Aaron - Squad 1
There was a familiar flash moving alongside Shane as he darted towards the portals, knocking out any soldiers that could get in his way. And then Aaron appeared right next to him, running alongside him while cloaked in a dark aura. He seemed pretty laid-back, all things considered.
"So, where are we heading, huh? Straight towards the horde to beat up some more bad guys? I'm tagging along anyways, so you might as well tell me.'
Iona - Squad 4
When the ships first appeared, there was a brief whisper that came to Iona out of nowhere. Right before they fired, she raised a dome of crystal, the blast causing a ring as everything came crashing down around it. The crystalline barrier stood form though, shielding Iona and those around her.
So, the omen was right...
She looked around at the civilians around her, heart racing.
''No, I have to prove I'm not what they might have seen on TV's
"All of you! Stay here within the dome! It won't go down easily!"
The dome parted to make a doorway for exit through, as she looked around at the situation, and how her classmates were fighting back.
That's...a lot of enemies.
Her mind raced, thinking of how they should handle the sheer numbers against them.
It has to be done. It's worth a shot.
"Iuvem! Keep protecting those people! If you need more ice or whatever, here!"
She reached into the pouch containing her reagents for powering her spells, tossing a few hunks of ice at the golem. She looked at her one remaining member from the old squad.
"Perry! Harass those soldiers so they don't get close! Let everyone loose!"
And then there was Evelyn, busy working with Clay to open up targets.
"Evelyn! Clay! Keep doing what you're doing!"
She took a deep breath as she ran out the door.
"I'm trusting you all! And you might want to grab into something, things are going to get intense in a few moments!"
As she stood outside the restuarant, facing the chaos and destruction going on before her, seeing everyone else doing their best to help, going through their own struggles, the words from the library so long ago rang in her mind again.
"I'm...not going to ignore the struggles of everyone else anymore! If you ever hear this, Dawn, Felicity, I'm sorry for never listening."
With a flash the Grimoire Iridescent appeared in her hands, rapidly flying through endless pages before resting on one specific chapter.
Atlas
There was a brief rummaging as Iona dug out handful upon handful of rocks, gems, leaves and dirt, until there was none left to take. With the materials strewn around her in a circle and her hand coming back empty, a pressure weighed down on her, a familiar cackle in her mind. But she clenched her hand, ignoring it. A few twitches to correct her stance, and Iona spread her arms out wide to the side. As her words left her mouth, they were a thunderstorm.
"Hear me, almighty Elemental Lord of Earth! Atlas, the bearer of the world's burden, steadfast bastion! Accept my offering, and treat with me, your humble servant!"
The ground gave way to a bottomless pit around her, circling her as she hovered in the air. A circle of energy formed beneath the magician as a vortex of rocks, lava and dirt twisted around her.
"I do not seek to command you, for you are far greater than I! I do not seek to prove I am worthy of calling upon you! I merely ask that in this trying hour, that you notice my resolve to protect this city and all those within from the foul people who seek to destroy it! Your very own earth is under assault, and I ask that you protect it! If not for me or the people, then for you and all your might stands for. I offer this meager plea in a time of great need, that your guardian might might be shown to leave all in awe!"
The earth burst with cataclysmic force, being torn asunder under the great pressure that weighed down on everything, as if gravity had suddenly amplified. Flows of lava, streams of rocks, gems and dirt flowed out of the holes in the ground in a great gathering, as Iona floated high into the sky alongside the vortex. Her voice now rung out through the entire area.
"To Gaea and all those allied with them! Your reckoning is at hand! For all too many times, your schemes have brought nothing but pain and misery to those who are not a mundane human. I say 'no more'! But I do not do this out of revenge, no. I do this to protect others from the struggles you have imposed on them, to attain justice for them!"
Her body was searing, her blood racing at lightspeed through her veins as her body strained under the effort of invoking an Elemental Lord.
"I'll show you that that world conquering power-mad woman you leaked to the world...can use that power to save it from you!"
The body that had been swirling together underneath her finally compacted, and with a flash, a man of earth and crystals stood, veins of magma visible through the cracks. His feet were the size of two storey building, his figure towering over everything nearby. His head was above how low the ships were flying, which he demonstrated with great effect by punching one of them out of the sky.
"Rise, Atlas, and show the world your strength!"
Vivian-Going For The Belly
Never go head on. Always come at them sideways or from behind. You are usually going to be the weakest person in the fight, so cheat any way you can. Dammit, the classes with Gevaudan had been hard. She'd gone how with bruises, cuts, and at least once a broken limb, but she'd loved the first time she'd managed to lay a punch on the sensi.
She'd gotten a good look at the enemy, and she wanted no part of it. Tanks? Airships? Robots? Nope, nothing doing. But there had to be someone fleshy calling the shots, and that was where she was headed. And the knife was a just-in-case. These guys were playing for keeps, and she had to do the same.
Exiting the side street she'd been riding down (if her bike had been damaged a nuclear bomb would have been merciful to these guys)Vivian saw the fellow in golden armor. Boy, that guy was a fucking idiot. Why stand out in a crowd when you're going to war? Now all she needed was a distraction.
Cue the demon-girl and dear Perry.
Cackling to herself, Vivian darted out of the alley straight at Iron Moron's back. Whipping out her handbell, she sent the heavy piece of metal slamming into his wrist, causing the remote to drop to the ground. A quick turn and spin and now it was slamming into his face. Now his knee. Now his face again.
Sadly, he then managed to catch the weighted line and pull it, bringing her closer to him. Vivian dug not her pocket and pulled out one of her EMP bells, using her best pitching form to smash it into his armored chest. A bright sizzle of electricity arced out.
So far, so good.
Deranged X-Mas Figure
Mutants
Perry tried to claw and bite at the armored man's stomach. Unfortunately his belly was far from soft thanks to the armor protecting it, and she slid to the ground as she failed to sink her teeth in. Thankfully Vivian fared better, her EMP frying the armor's circuits and caused the man to fall to the ground with a loud heavy thud. Dante's wave made sure he was down for the count, and it also kept the mutants from being frightened or startled at the sudden turn of events. The question was, what now?
Control Rod
As Saint got closer to the portal, he could see a large rod at the center of town square. It was sending out faintly visible signals all around it, presumably to the portals. At the moment there didn't appear to be anyone guarding it. On the one hand this meant that no-one was stopping Shane from going straight in and tearing it up, but on the other, it was more than a bit conspicuous. No in their right minds would leave something so essential lying about in plain sight. Still, if he didn't do something then more ships would keep on coming through. If he was going to act, it needed to be soon.
Thor and the Saint
Suddenly a rumble of thunder could be heard as a stormcloud appeared over Super City. Flashes of lightning spread across the landscape as the skies cracked open, a torrent raining down on all below. Suddenly a blast of lightning struck one of the ships as a red-haired man built like a bear flew towards it. Wielding a large hammer, he plowed through it like a battering ram, coming out the other side and bringing it crashing down. Giving Martin a salute, he flew toward the other ships, doing his best to turn the tide.
Suddenly the doors crashed behind them as a battered Nazi wearing a long black jacket and gasmask was sent careening through the doorway. Stepping on through was none other than the Saint. He was a bit worse for wear, his breathing somewhat ragged, but he was still standing.
"You kids okay? Sorry I didn't get here sooner. Was busy picking up the trash." He lightly tapped the Nazi's head with his foot for emphasis. "Anyway, no need to worry! Now that I'm here, everything's going to be—"
He never said another word. A thin, sharp wave of darkness cut through Saint's neck like a scythe. He stood there, his eyes turning inward as the light from them rapidly gave out. He fell to the floor like a slab of meat, the blood flowing from his severed neck as his head rolled to the floor.
Before anyone had a chance to take it in, a wave of darkness burst in through the doors before coalescing into one single solitary form; a thin, wiry, gaunt young man wearing a dark suit and tie. His long dark hair was slicked back, and his eyes were like two empty orbs staring right into your soul. Of course, Matten knew him well. She had seen him before. And as Elim stepped over the Saint's corpse, he couldn't help but smirk in satisfaction.
"Huh. Guess I got a big one. Whatever." He looked toward Matten. "Hi, babe. Miss me?"
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Tell Me, Have You Seen the Yellow Sign?
Karaoke Bar
Pinching off at the wrist, the bushel of tentacles continued underground to do its thing, while Mahvash regrew a humanish hand in its place. I wouldn't be ashamed to see it. Nor should you. She said firmly to Martin while he rose. It was a flat statement. And neither had time to go in depth. But I'll be here when you get back. Plus or minus a bloody harvest.
"Well, we're okay," hand on her hip, Mahvash watched Saint roll on the ground in a couple pieces. Hm. The anathema is dead. ...Hm..." She cocked her head at the corpse. But you let me into your house didn't you? Assassination attempt notwithstanding...
She used her detachment to take the body underground, only after he died. Contact with her could disturb his rest... Okay, the class can pay their respects after and for the sake of what comes after, he won't be part of the debris. And...''
"That's far to familiar..." Mahvash briefly acknowledged the jackass who came right to her. After a beat she threw her hands in the air... "you." Look with century eyes... With our backs to the arch And the wreck of our kind We will stare straight ahead For the rest of our lives
Up on Melancholy hill.
Squad 1 - Zach
There was just...ferocity in Zach's movements and attacks. He made short work of the ones who made the immediate attempts on him. He didn't even know why he broke as bad as he did. Maybe because in the back of his mind, this was the defining moment. This is where the bad future would diverge from. And if he didn't fight tooth and nail for that, then he'd lose everything, and lose it all over again. Naturally, Zach didn't want that.
So, maybe that was why he was so brutal in his machinations. If he didn't, they would take everything. His friends, his school, his family...and that was a hell he didn't even want to consider.
The Tanks were easy. Grabbing it by the barrel, they became nothing more than glorified mallets in which for him to break apart most of the street with. He lifted one and effortlessly smashed it into another, and continued that for as long as he could, until a series of shattered, broken Tanks lay in his wake, picking up two of them with his tendrils and visibly struggling with them.
The cocking of a gun caught his attention and the sound of fire made him turn, catching the image a group of soldiers standing there, holding their guns and one of them visibly smoking from the barrel. Dropping the tanks, he reverted back to his ink state and LEAPED at the soldiers, entangling his limbs with his tendrils like some sort of demented puppet creature. Shaking, and visibly trying to fight off the melanokinetic from controlling his movements, he forced the gun towards the rest of the group and forcefully pulled the trigger on them, the remainder of the group falling under a hail of uncontrollable bullets.
Zach landed before the scared soldier, his image still his black, baseless state and quickly wrapped his tendrils around either side of his head. He didn't have a chance to cry out when he twisted it with a loud, brutal "CRACK", before he fell as well.
Save family. Protect friends. Was the mantra he chanted in his brain. Don't let them take anyone.
Is it selfish that I'm happy as we pass the setting sun?
Breath of the Sun
Ellie - Mutants
Ellie grit her teeth as her own electricity crackled around her horn. She tensed, preparing to warp to the armored man and crush his head like a grape, only for her friends to jump in.
No. Bad Ellie. Don't stoop to his level.
Dante's sudden declaration allowed her to snap out of it and reign in her anger. Sighing in relief as the man fell, she proceeded to warp to each Mutant in turn and begin to tear their shock collars off.
"You're free now." She told them, as she ported from place to place. "You don't have to fight us any more. So please... help us. We'll help you return home, but we need to stop the people who did this to you, or else they might not leave homes for you to return to."
She hoped that was suitably heroic to qualify as a rousing speech.
Mikael - Airships
His classmates apparently had different ideas, for they brought the airship down in short order.
"Hm. Guess their ships weren't as impressive as first thought." He frowned, looking at the remaining fleet. "Change of plans, then."
He warped to another ship, one that hadn't been brought down yet, and recalled something Ellie had told him. She'd brought down an airship not unlike this one by destroying some kind of control panel.
So rather than commandeer a ship that was probably going to be shot down anyway, Mikael smashed through the door to the control center, leveled his crossbow at the most important looking machine in the room, and fired off several explosive bolts.
"Auf wiedersehen in der Holle." note
Before the soldiers inside could try and counterattack, he was out again, warping to another ship to repeat the process.
Edited by kagescorpionakki on Mar 30th 2019 at 1:54:05 PM
What is so amusing about this? Why do you take lives? How can you forget?
Shane - Squad 1
Shane simply looked at Aaron and nodded as if telling him that this was not a time for chatter. This was a time to be dealing with some of the more dangerous enemies in the field. He saw the Control Rod just laying there, in the open...and he promptly smelled the air before making any sudden moves on it.
He remembered that there were enemies - Leon Leopold - that could turn invisible, so he wanted to make use of his extranormal sense of smell to make sure there wasn't a trap by Leopold waiting.
Van - Squad 3
Van did admit, there was a satisfaction to be had in this.
As Mikael brought down several more of the ships, Van, making use of the seeming flagship's weapon, took shots at the remaining ones. Yellow streaks whistled through the air as the great rail cannon ripped through the lesser airships. Seeing the Nazi emblem marked ships burn and fall, it was easy for Van to feel that this was going pretty well...
...until in the course of his flying attack he saw hints of something. It looked like some sort of dark energy moving through the air.
It looked like his classmates had the situation under control here, so Van took flight moving amidst a cloud of bats and various, more folkloric creatures.
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Vivian Takes No Chances
As the devil-lady and Perry turned away from the fight, Vivian kneeled over the man in armor. With a sudden effort, she took off his helmet. As she'd expected, he was an older fellow. The swastika on his helmet meant he wasn't just some mercenary but a true believer. He'd known what he was doing and clearly enjoyed it. A competent, malicious super-villain was just not a risk she was willing to leave behind her or her classmates when he might get back up or have some other weapon at his disposal. Most of her teachers would have argued passionately against this course of action, but they weren't here....
Glancing around, she ensured that Perry and the other lady weren't looking her way. Then she pulled out her knife and slid it into the man's throat, twisted it once to open the wound, and stepped away to avoid the blood. Who can say what happened? As she straightened up, a small glowing button on the inside of his neck-guard began to pulse. On an impulse, she pressed it, and with a faint hum, the suit began to disassemble itself into a small, convenient package within moments. She scooped it up and frowned. Maybe it would be useful right now? A little extra oomph never hurt.
Vivian tossed the knife away into an alley and adjusted her gloves. "Hey Perry, Ellie," she called. "Are you all right?" As she spoke, she began sliding the plates of the suit onto her arms and legs. They hummed again and began to expand and reassemble into the full suit. As it did so, she reached down and picked up the helmet, thankful that no blood had gotten into it. As it was, she knew she'd have to give the whole thing a good scrub before she wore it again.
Edited by Booky on Mar 30th 2019 at 5:32:38 AM
King among Xanas
Paragon
Martin landed on one of the ships and looked at the enemies in front of him, most likely raising their weapons. "One chance, put do-" he cut himself off and charged straight toward them at blinding speeds compared to their reaction time, kicking, punching, and throwing them without a second thought. Overall it had taken seconds to carve his way through the initial defense force, leaving only one soldier standing, most likely with a confused expression. With a single sweep of his legs said soldier was on the ground with Martin pressing a knee into him. "You are going to do me two favors, tell me where your command ship is, and patch me into their communications." without allowing for an answer he pressed with his knee and broke two of the mans ribs. "Please." he finished.
After a quick point and handing over his communicator Martin rose and used his blade to lift into the air again, feeling the cool rain strike against him. "This is a message to whoever is leading this fleet, call everyone back, run, and you might be able to get away. If you stay I am coming for you. And once I find you," he landed on the flagship of the force, a battleship easily twice as large as the rest that had been using some form of cloaking to this point. "You won't walk away," he looked toward the various new guards aiming their weapons.
65% Medium Hero-Speed Blitz
He dodged around their fire, almost toying with them and even causing them to fire into each other. "Call your leaders, your strongest people, I want them to know I am here. Tell them that they don't get to just walk away from this. I'm bringing them to justice," he laid out the last man, holding him by the throat before tossing him to the side. "No matter what, they don't get to leave." he ripped off the door leading deeper into the ship and walked forward, using it as a shield.
Clay
It felt good to have a partner at his back, painting targets for him to shoot, giving all the more opportunities. Even without being connected they were able to flow with each others attacks as if they had been born for it. Of course the sudden jump on his back surprised him a mite. "Darlin' not that I mind a bit of physical affection but this might not be the best time," he tapped the belt and extended its personal force field around the two of them. Of course given her own defensive measures it had become a double layer of protection around the two, nearly impossible to break. "I think we might be runnin out of targets, or the yellow livered bastards are starting to wise up about us."
He let his gun fade and looked around. "Where you reckon we ought to go next, I still got plenty of fury in my head for these bastards."
Be better, because what is the harm in trying?
Deranged X-Mas Figure
Karaoke Bar
"Careful now." Elim held out his hand and created a shadowy image of the Saint's severed head. "Really don't think you should be messing with me just now." A shadowy pike extended from the head, crawling along to the front entrance before planting itself in the ground as a warning. "Still, this is just perfect, ain't it? Just me and you. Though you know, if you'd just let me end you all those months back, you all wouldn't be in this mess. This is all about you and Lucy. Soon as I'm done with you I'm gonna' go after her. Not like I've got anything else to lose. Not after you and all your little friends went and fucked everything up."
Doctor Who — Long Way Around: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/13536044/1/Doctor-Who-Long-Way-Around
An Ordinary Oddball
Aster (2)
Aster had been going hard these past few minutes, fighting with her usual brutal style while still ushering civilians to safety.
She threw a trash can with enough force to bring down one of the Nazi ships. That felt very good.
That didn't mean she wouldn't pay the price later, even if she couldn't feel the pain. For now, she ignored the odd twinges in her limbs as she pummeled down on mechs with a savage grin on her face.
"Come get some!" she howled.
Perry (4)
Perry heeded Iona's message and let all of her reserves swarm forth from various nooks and crannies. The smaller ones squirmed into gaps in-between armor and bit down repeatedly. The larger ones did their best to get in the way as much as possible, not worrying about getting hit—after all, they were already dead.
"I..." Perry's mouth opened and closed, no words coming out. In truth, she wanted to tell Vivian that she could do more if the curse on her was broken. But she was geassed into silence, reddish runes on her throat glowing, giving away that fact. "Never mind," she said sadly.
Perry turned and started working against the mook horde yet again.
Edited by JumpingFruit on Mar 30th 2019 at 3:31:38 AM
I wear the skin of the Elder Things, having come unto my own.
Vivian frowned again as the helmet came online. It was fairly intuitive, and with a quick eye movement, she took a picture of the glowing symbols on Perry's neck. The image was stored for later perusal. Something weird was going on there since Perry was usually much more talkative.
Now was not the time for riddles and puzzles, though. With another quick gesture, she activated the flight systems and rose into the air, albeit somewhat uncertainly. Thankfully the suit did a lot of the heavy lifting (so to speak) and after a wave to Perry, she zipped across the sky back toward the main fight. Time to put this puppy through its paces.
Surrounded by weirdoes
Squad 1
Sam had managed to get as many people out of the way, took a deep breath. He couldn't lose control now, no matter how much he might feel at destroying nazi and Gaean forces. Ignoring the cut on his forehead, a burned arm and more than a few bruises from the explosions going off, he kept going. There was still a lot to be done.
"Now, freeze" He said, as the coldest wave yet froze every tank, robot and weapon on his path.
I can't save a heart, I am not much help for my classmates' wellbeing He thought So at least, I can save a life, I can defeat an enemy
Now, he had to locate any leader left.
Let's see what they've got.
I.W
Ryuu had to land at some point, getting tired after all the moving around going on. Trying to keep things from getting too bad. He had to keep going.
You need to back off for a second
"I am going, to the end" He growled, as his scaled body kept itself going through pure focus. Rushing an helicopter with his claws extended, his fingers were focusing his wind powers as he tried to rip them apart, even with just a brush.
Wake me up at your own risk.
Girly girl writer♡ (*>ω<)
"I can't be scared, I can't give up. If we fail here..., everyone and everything will be gone." Images flashed in her mind of every person she cared about. The people she knew she couldn't let down. They were what allowed her to keep going. She heard some talking and looked over. She saw Mahvash and The Saint. She smiled hopefully seeing him arrive. He could help all of them...
Unfortunately, she saw him get cut down in that horrific instant.
It felt like something broke. She didn't want to believe it. But, the more she looked at the scene, she couldn't deny what happened. He was dead. She felt her chest tightened, the tears falling blankly down her eyes and in her palm, she a huge charge ready. Fearing the worst for her friend and wanting Saint's murderer to pay for his cruelty, she let out the charged blast at him.
"This is for all of the shit you have pulled! This is also for every person you have screwed over or are going to such as my classmates, my sister, my dad, my future kids, my future grandson and all those innocents! So screw you, we are going to win this, one way or another!" As he got to the end of one ship, he made it on to another. He had to look around and see if someone else made it on here. He hoped his efforts were leaving enough of a dent.
Edited by LovelyMagicianSavvy on Mar 30th 2019 at 7:48:42 AM
Just an adorable fan girl and cosplayer ヾ(*・ω・)ノ💝💟
Ultimate Hope, Absolute Insanity
Squad 4 – The Destoyed Bar
Iuvem left the dome without destroying it. He would destroy it when the present menace will be defeated.
Arriving at bar, he witnessed something. The Saint, apparently the Symbol Of Peace in this planet...who just got overpowered by this lean and mean guy. And something's not right about that...
He could sense the wickedness coming from him...this wickedness was starting to get to him.
He couldn't bear it...it was making his blood boil!
The patterns of his skin started speeding up, rotating in a freakishly fast way.
Tell me, daeva... , he called Mahvash, his voice shaky and fidgety.
He looked...different. He normally was calm, observant and curious. But right now, he looks angered, trying to restrain something.
He approached her, his frame towering over hers. Who is this guy... , he shakily asked, angered, ...I-Is he...evil? , he asked her, putting emphasizing the word "evil" as he said it.
Iridium Wonders – (Finished) Battle with the Mutants
Good. Thanks to Mrs. Alastor and Mrs. Courthope, this villain was now apprehended and the mutants are free.
Ellie! , Dante said as reverted to normal, Are you okay? , he worriedly asked.
You might know everything I'm going to do...but that's not going to help you, since I KNOW EVERYTHING YOU'RE GOING TO DO! STRANGE, ISN'T IT?
Tell Me, Have You Seen the Yellow Sign?
Karaoke Bar - Invitation
You've got me blushing right now... Mahvash smiled dreamily at Martin's broadcast. Trapped rats fight like heroes. The ones who think they can escape... well, let them rout and pick them off.
On terra firma though... She stretched across the bar and stirred a drink, leaning her head in her hands and feeling out from her tendrils stretched underground. Oh, the head... that reminds me... The elder woman had her underground bushel sew Saint's head to his neck, keeping contact quick and minimal lest an incident occur. And more fun... they slowly branched out under the bar. Those already out in the city...
Where before she'd used the ground the herd civvies, she now had countless tentacles burst from the void obliterating any target in reach. They appeared from 'thin air', from the insides of tanks, and her favorite, inside the mooks who stood still long enough for her to get a fix on them... Don't be shy. This is my specialty... She whispered sweet nothings to most of the mooks in the invading army for however long they existed to hear it.
Hm... She raised her head at Iuvem's approach. "Don't stutter, and Ms. Mattiuza will do. As for guy...well, he was drooling and rambling dumbly." Sally's blast indicated that she'd arrived. Fuck. What did she see? Also, I have to change tactics with a witness. "At this point you can put him down."
She folded her jacket and put it over the bar, before rolling off it and standing with her back to the boy. She'd worn something sleeveless, less formal for karaoke night. Almost made her look approachable, which was the point. He came here of his own accord. If he couldn't leave after well too bad. The crawling under her skin and the cracks splitting the empty air were best ignored. She whistled over her shoulder, waiving one of the bar snacks like a treat.
Edited by CenturyEye on Mar 31st 2019 at 10:00:19 AM
Look with century eyes... With our backs to the arch And the wreck of our kind We will stare straight ahead For the rest of our lives
Ultimate Hope, Absolute Insanity
Squad 4 – The Bar
Neheheheh... , he let out a slow, shaky and broken chuckle.
Sure I will...heiress of the Mattiuzas , his voice changed, as if he used autotune to make his voice deeper and more otherworldly than it already was.
Several voices suddenly started speaking in his mind.
ARE YOU READY? , a booming voice asked Iuvem.
Yes...I am... , Iuvem replied to the booming voice.
Are you willing to let out your inner demons? , a quiet and soft-spoken voice asked him.
If it allows me and the others to eradicate this evil, then yes...I am... , Iuvem replied to the soft-spoken voice.
Huhuhuhu... Will you access the Chaos Mode? , A familiar and feminine voice asked him.
Yes...I will...make me discover this new power... , Iuvem replied to the familiar voice.
Silence. Then a chatter. A chatter in a language Iuvem knew too well...
The Universal Language Of Chaos...
Iuvem's clothing suddenly started to fade away, revealing his newly-gained Barbie Doll Anatomy. His skin become black and blue. His mouth started "melting". His horns became wispier. His eyes became as blank as a sheet and his body became more wraith-like.
After this transformation, Iuvem directed his glare towards Elim.
It's on! , he stated with an unnaturally deep and booming voice.
You might know everything I'm going to do...but that's not going to help you, since I KNOW EVERYTHING YOU'RE GOING TO DO! STRANGE, ISN'T IT?
Iridium Wonders - Evacuating the Front
Mahvash appeared in front of Martin in her usual manner taking the man in hand briefly. "You know that fancy sword and divine focus I gave you? Spin it, like in the movies. First though, this little 'Death or Glory Attack'? Tis proof you dealt them a fatal blow. The police, EMTs, young metas and cryptids, local army, all the people who're ready to respond, they need an inspiring paragon to be the Captain Stars and Stripes thing and rally them. What you said before the training exercise, take them with you. I'm about to give the locals an easier way to get around."
She stopped a moment, tilting her head at Martin. "I'm not worried. I know you." She briefly stilled, taking time to sense the activity around her. "And go." She stretched her arm into a bundle of tentacles that drilled through the ground and stretched out. Here's something I wanted to do from Eight Legged Freaks!
Mahvash felt out for concentrations of civilians and just had tendrils burst from the ground and pull them under. Occasionally, she had mercy and just skipped them a few towns over if she caught them unawares. Still better, she snaked around building supports and bored holes into their floors. Fleeing people could skip going outside and just roll into tunnels. Or the widened sewers.
Edited by CenturyEye on Mar 29th 2019 at 11:25:19 AM
Look with century eyes... With our backs to the arch And the wreck of our kind We will stare straight ahead For the rest of our lives