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Post by Mr. Orange on May 3, 2009 3:08:37 GMT -5
I had met with Purple just a moment before, his last words still ringing in my ears. The confident purple-suited man had finished his job and had prepared to leave when I stopped him, demanding an explanation... Purple had skirmished with the students and did an excellent job of demonstrating our power. Yet, he found a way to find morality within himself... In this respect, Purple was weak.
His suggestion was to simply leave the school in the hands of the pillars, a group he thought to be quite formidable and capable of dealing with hard situations. I found this absurd... These students weren't capable of doing anything, let along constructing order.
And so, for the first time in my career, I went against the advice of my dear friend Purple. This would not end in the peaceful way he wanted...
To begin with, I had torn down the auditorium I had spent the week working on. There would be no use for it now. The machinery we rented was returned, the dirt lot remained a dirt lot, and a certain Orange-clad figure made his way down the hall.
As I walked, a young man made some trouble with a fellow student. He had the freshman against the wall, threatening to beat him to a pulp for the smallest of offenses. Pathetic. Absolutely fucking pathetic. With a massive hand, I would grab the student's head and slam it relentlessly into the wall. Not the lockers- the wall. Chucks of the material would come loose, not to mention many of the boy's teeth. He screamed as much as he could, but I didn't hold back. I lifted the boy up high above my head, and as I had done so often before, I brought the child down as I dropped to a knee, breaking his spine over my knee.
His screams ceased. Dead? Doubt it. Unconscious from severe pain? Oh hell yes.
The hole he put in the wall would be the first strike of several. With a massive Texas fist, I would slam into the wall, destroying it with my bare hands. I would tear this school apart myself. My foot would slam into the wall, creating a new opening, bringing me into a classroom full of surprised students.
It wasn't everyday that you were in English class and a crazed, Orange Texan came THROUGH your wall. With a grin, I would crash through and yell at the top of my lungs.
"CHILLINS 'O' PHS42, THE TIME IS UPON 'YALL!" I shouted. I grabbed a desk nearby, the student still in it, and threw it out the window, his scream fading into the distance, ending among the sound of breaking wood on the ground below.
My destruction would begin. Some may find it senseless or barbaric. But, I realized it for the genius it was. Now, the question was... Who had the balls to stop me?!
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Nicolas Constantine
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Post by Nicolas Constantine on May 3, 2009 3:35:33 GMT -5
Peacefully sitting in the English class, Nick was watching the clock count the second until the bell rang.
Tick, Tock, Tick, Tock, Thump, Tock
Nick whizzed around towards the wall, where there was a thumping sound coming from the wall next to him in sync with the ticking of the clock. It ceased and Nick looked at the wall in a confused manner.
BOOM!
A giant fist came crashing through the wall, making it crumble all around Nick as debris and plaster showered upon him. He stared at the orange clad man standing there once the dust had settled, who yelled in a maniacal battle cry.
"CHILLINS 'O' PHS42, THE TIME IS UPON 'YALL!"
Hey, Nick knew that guy, that was the board member who made the most heavenly meal he had ever tasted. Nick almost drooled thinking about it, even though a two ton giant just smashed through the wall next to him.
Nick didn't seem to notice how angry the man was until he picked up the desk next to him and threw it out the window. Kid sitting in it and all...
Nick stared at him with wide eyes, quickly getting up from his seat and backing up without setting his gaze off him so the man didn't grab him and throw him out the window, too. He definitely wasn't about to fight this guy on his own...
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Aternity
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Post by Aternity on May 3, 2009 4:26:50 GMT -5
This morning was about to go wrong.
Oh so very wrong.
And guess who was the culprit? Yep, none other than the big fat oaf...okay, that was mean. The oaf of the school board, Mr. Orange. Granted he had provided a meal, but still, one meal was not enough to justify the pain and misery they were causing. They weren't trying to help, they were trying to shut this place down, drive the kids out...get rid of this shelter. It might not be helping society much, but even these kids deserved a chance.
The only problem was...
Orange, who had just barged in...
Was just a touch larger than she was. Actually, by a large margin. It was unlikely she would have much effect. Instead, she got distance, and a lot of it.
"Nick? You still there?"
She couldn't tell, Aurora hadn't yet received her barrings of the area...unfortunately, they were rather close in. This wasn't going to be pretty. They had to think before moving...she wasn't going to be caught in an emotional hellstorm. Not again.
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Matrim Gallagher
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Post by Matrim Gallagher on May 3, 2009 4:45:44 GMT -5
Matrim heard the ruckus from a distance and while Matrim hadn't been to urgent, he did notice Orange walking through a hole in the wall. Matrim was done, he was not going to let this guy attack students. With Purple it had been different, but from what he could tell, he didn't think Orange was being attacked in the same way. From what he could tell this attack was uncalled for. It was most likely an over reaction because of all the things that took place with Mr. Purple. Matrim, however, would not let this go on. He walked through Orange's entrance behind him, and watched him throw a kid in a chair.
That kid didn't have a damned thing to do with that attack made against Purple.....
Matrim would sneak up and leap into the air, to stomp kick Orange in the back of the head, using the force of the kick to back flip back a few feet behind where he had leapt from. Matrim would land on a knee and a foot, his right hand placed on his right knee. He would look up and say, "As School Captain of PHS 42 I hereby am asking you to leave the premises. As to you being a member of the board, I formally request that a replacement be sent in your stead should they need to continue their review. Otherwise, and I say this with all due respect. Get. The. Fuck. Out. Of. My. School."
*Epic heroic music plays*
=D
This can't go wrong at all.... can it?
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Post by Mr. Orange on May 3, 2009 4:54:30 GMT -5
The children all looked on in shock as I entered the room and tossed a classmate out of the room. I didn't know where to start... They all looked so easy to toss. Well, I guess I'll start wi-
Something hit the back of my head... Granted, my head would not move forward a fraction of an inch, but I felt the blow. Surely, thanks to what can only be called a special ability, the impact from the attacker would die on collision, dooming the assailant to drop onto their back. He would have no glorious introduction. He would only be able to look UP and see me towering over him as I turned.
"Naw what in Tarnation do we have 'ere?" I questioned, placing my fists on my waist. "Looks 't' me like we gots us a trouble makin' hooligan." I cracked my neck. "Let's wrassle."
With that, I would bend forward, making a grab for his leg. It was in this moment- a moment of confusion as to why his attack seemed to have no effect- that I had my opening. If I got a hold of his legs, I would swing him around like a bat into the walls, over and over again, venting my deepest aggressions.
Disobedient chillins need to learn some manners.
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Matrim Gallagher
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Post by Matrim Gallagher on May 3, 2009 5:03:21 GMT -5
"Shit!" Matrim said, he wasn't able to kick off of the guys head. It explained why Sara got her ass kicked. Usually she excelled at attempts of running away. The guy reached for Matrim's legs but his movements were slow, and with his glasses on Matrim seemed to realize what he was going for. Not to mention, being a wrestler Matrim knew what he was going to try next. So he quickly pushed off of a leg to distance himself, a move of desperation if anything. But Matrim would then get to his feet.
"Qi....." Matrim would say, "You have a shield of sorts like the one I used to... but it does something very different...."
Matrim would then charge, not straight on but at an angle. He would try to circle around Orange by running around him, his left arm would attempt to snake underneath his left armpit, his right arm would attempt to snake under that. Both hands would attempt to interlace fingers behind Orange's head, in order to put him in a full nelson. Matrim wasn't sure how smart this plan was, but dispelling momentum is one thing, but wrestling is a whole different ballpark. Even if there was a shield he could effectively move the shield itself, right?
Not to mention, if he could hold on long enough he could set the back of this guys head on fire.
"Wrestling is exactly what I had in mind."
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Sam Ballerino
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Post by Sam Ballerino on May 3, 2009 5:12:20 GMT -5
Sam was having 'one of those days'. The kind of day that just made you want to sit at home on the couch in pajamas and eat ice cream while watching Full House reruns all freaking day. She just wanted to finish English, get to her dance classes, and go home.
It seemed, though, that her day was not destined to be so uneventful. In the middle of her reading, just as she was wondering when this class was supposed to end so she could book it out of here, the wall fell open.
Sam started violently. That definitely wasn't supposed to happen, she was quite sure of it. Without thinking, she stood up, sprinting to the opposite wall and watching in horror as a fellow student was picked up, still in his chair, and thrown out the window near her by an orange version of The Hulk.
This got Sam's temper riled a bit. First Mr. Purple tries to incite a riot, and now this orange fellow was seemingly trying to do the same? This wasn't right. Not at all.
Before she could do anything, Matrim came in with a flying kick to the back of the guy's head. Good, Sam thought, knock him out - but the kick didnt hit. Or, rather, it seemed to have no effect. Matrim took it in stride, though, trying to get the brute into a submission hold of some kind. Sam, in a rare burst of violent frenzy, wanted a crack at the guy, but she held back, waiting for a better opportunity.
Though if one didn't come soon, she'd start making them herself.
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Aternity
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Post by Aternity on May 3, 2009 5:26:38 GMT -5
Nick hadn't yet responded...it was too slow, In the same time that Thirteen had taken cover to assess the situation, Matrim, yes, Matrim of all people burst in all heroic fashion right through the same hole that Orange had made. How did she know there was a hole there now? Easy...she could feel the lack of a solid framework. A.K.A, there was nothing there anymore syndrome. Poor wall. We knew thee well.
However, mourning of the building could wait. Aurora was listening patiently...they were both talking. She was tapping her foot and holding a hand to the floor, feeling what was going on. Grappling. They were about to get into a mess. Not only that, but she even caught a good look, if you could call it that, of Orange's Qi. As soon as Matrim's foot had planted, it had stopped instantly, the energy shaking itself into the ground.
Aurora smiled. She thought she had a good idea what was going on.
Finally a break.
"Hold on Matrim!"
She rushed out the room through the hole and ran her hand along the hallway wall. It had to be around here somewhere...a box...a metal box. Somewhere...there! Her hand smacked against it, and sure enough, there was the glass panel. She broken it open, and grabbed what was inside.
Hopefully it would work.
A metal canister...a classic fire extinguisher.
She wasn't strong enough to do anything about him...but soon, he'd know what Aurora felt everyday...sheer blindness.
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Cain
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Post by Cain on May 3, 2009 9:05:59 GMT -5
"What the fuck?"
Cain would whisper to himself as he pulled his earphones off his ears, depriving himself of the noise that made the rest of the while silent to him. He simply stood there, unsure of what to take of the scene in front of him. He was just walking through the hallways of the school, his earphones in his ears, the deafening music drowning out every other sound, as he made his way to the library to study, when this large man in orange simply kicked down the wall as if it were nothing but a cardboard box. That was ridiculous. Was the school building really that weak, or was this man really that inhuman?
Cain had been so amazed at the sheer display of power, having not witnessed anything of such since his match with Jay, that he found himself rooted to the ground, unaware that his bag had slipped off his shoulders, falling to the floor, by his foot. His eyes stared at the orange vest of the giant, his mouth gaping open slightly. And to think, Cain had thought himself to be the strongest fighter in New York. Now, here he was, in San Francisco, facing a giant which was probably thrice as strong as he was. To say that Cain was demoralised would be an understatement.
Cain would snap out of his trance, however, as another quick movement caught his attention, this one coming from behind the giant. Cain turned his head towards the source, before realising that it was none other than Matrim, the captain of this school. It was finally then that Cain's mind started to register everything. Alright, what the hell was happening here? Who was this man? What was he doing here?
Considering that Matrim was attacking him, Cain figured that the man was certainly not welcomed here. Noticing the bloodied student on the ground not too far away from Mr. Orange, Cain could tell just that. Question now was, what was he going to do about it? He had only been to this school for a month, and had yet to grow an attachment so strong that he would be risking himself to protect it. This was not his 552.
However, he was here. And this guy was extremely powerful. The mere thought of squaring off with him, testing his abilities with the giant, sent Cain's heart into a beating frenzy. The fighter in him started to emerge as he tucked his earphones into his pockets. He had made his decision, and it was obvious what it was. Cain started to take his first few steps towards the giant.
Besides, Matrim had welcomed him, so to say, during his first three days in 42. Cain respected the man enough to not just stand by and let himself get taken down by the large bully. At least now he had two reasons to enter the battlefield. Hopefully he would not have to regret this, on a hospital bed.
"Hold on Matrim!"
Cain stopped on his tracks, turning to his right as he noticed a girl holding a fire extinguisher. A fire extinguisher? He turned back to the giant, then at Matrim, before glancing over at the girl. Oh, yes, that would be real useful indeed! With a grin on his face, the blue-haired junior changed his direction towards the girl, his hand stretching out.
"Here, let me get that for you. Don't worry. I'm not an enemy."
At the moment, only Matrim knew who he was, and what he was capable of. Hopefully, the School Captain would be smart enough to realise that in order to take down such a giant, he was going to need the help of the people he had sworn to protect.
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Travis
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Post by Travis on May 3, 2009 11:50:37 GMT -5
Travis was sore indeed. His arms were wrapped nearly all the way due to the burns he had received from Matrim during the last little incident with Mr. Purple. Along with those burns he had quite a few cuts and scratches. Luckily for him, he hadn't really suffered anything apart from the bruising when he landed unconcious. Of course, it was all rather uncomfortable, and it only served to put Travis in a more foul mood.
And it just so happened that he had been traveling down the right hallway, at the right time. Those icy blues caught sight of a nice new hole in one of the walls. As far as Travis knew, he was one of the few students in school that could actually do that kind of damage. You could say curiosity was the reason that Travis moved closer toward the hole, and then glanced inside of the classroom. All hell seemed to be breaking loose.
"Can't leave me out of all this fun.."
A smirk would crack on this senior's lips, and instead of stepping into the classroom just yet, He'd wander toward the closest set of lockers and tear a whole single locker from the wall. It wouldn't take all that much time either. Hoisting up the locker, Travis' would settle it upon his left shoulder, and then make his way into the classroom.
Whoever the large orange-clad male was, Travis wasn't familiar with him. But it was quite obvious that he possessed the strength to rival his, if he wasn't actually stronger. All he knew was, Matrim wasn't going to be able to take him all on his own. Even though he seemed to be trying. Well, Travis had a neat little idea here with this locker. And he didn't even give a shit of Matrim was in the way.
While Mr. Orange here was in close and concentrating on Matrim, Travis would spin his body to the right, gripping one end of the locker with both hands, one full spin and he'd whip that locker like a large over-sized bullet heading straight for Mr Orange and the Student Captain.
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Linda Osako
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Post by Linda Osako on May 3, 2009 14:35:21 GMT -5
Linda was walking around, surveying campus... Then... A desk went falling out of the sky.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!" Followed by a crash.
"What the fuck was that?!?"
Did Linda's eyes decieve her, or was that a flying child? No... It was definitely a flying kid... How the hell did the kid manage to get himself dropped from the sky? Linda looked up to the building next to her, there was a large open window and a LOT of screams coming from the room. Apparently shit was going down up there, and this was something that required the Pillar's attention. Just what was going on up there?
Linda entered the building and raced up the stairs to the third floor. After exiting the staircase it became a lil bit clearer what was going on. She saw Matrim and Orange locked in combat, and then... Wait... That was a set of lockers flying toward them!
"Matrim watch OUT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" She screamed at the top of her lungs. There was no time to tell just what had shot the lockers at the two school figures, but it was clear that aerial students and flying lockers were not accidents. After yelling to give Matrim a heads up, she charged forward to help defend her School Captain. She couldn't allow him to take on Orange alone if something was up, Linda had seen a clear display of his power before. Orange was not an opponent to be taken lightly, if at all.
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Gabriel Seran
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Post by Gabriel Seran on May 3, 2009 14:43:48 GMT -5
So the pillars were actually doing something now, funny, the irony in it all. It seems as if they were just out to get the transfers from 259 rather than actually doing their job. Gabriel sat watching with a curious eye, he didn't care for them any more. He learned that well enough from his last squabble with Mr. Purple, as soon as he'd join in on the fight they'd all join against him. Certainly a pessimistic point of view but seemed to go to plans the entire time. He wouldn't help, not here.
He'd watch Mr. Orange pummel the Pillars into brutality, he wouldn't care much for them at all. Though he did enjoy Matrim's sudden ego boost at taking on Mr. Orange on his own, certainly stupid nonetheless but absolutely out to prove something it would seem. He shook his head not caring about the situation, just watching whatever was to come would surely play out in time. And time revealed so many cracks in the plan...
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Post by Mr. Orange on May 3, 2009 14:49:39 GMT -5
The school captain was fast- extremely fast- but I had the ability to deal with him. He had no idea of the punishment I could take. His speed allowed him to skitter behind me and attempt a full nelson- the key word there being ATTEMPT.
Sure, I would allow his arms to hook around mine, but with the sheer size of my body, and with a little applied pressure, he would be unable to link his hands behind my neck. Reaching back over my shoulders, I would grab his wrists, dooming him to be stuck on my back.
With a toothy grin, I would run backwards, slamming his back into the lockers, bending them all inwards. A sharp turn wouyld be made to prepare to slam onto my back and crush the captain.
However, while my back was turned, I would be unaware of a large metal object flying towards myself and the captain. Unfortunatly, with he change of position, the massive metal object would be on a direct path for the back of the school captain. With my deathgrip on his wrists going strong, escape was nearly impossible.
Painful, yes. But worse however, since the impact would not make me budge an inch, essentially sandwiching the captain between two solid steel objects. Painful, yes.
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Nicolas Constantine
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Post by Nicolas Constantine on May 3, 2009 15:24:07 GMT -5
"Nick? You still there?"[/i]
It was Thirteen, as Nick could see her standing approximately ten feet away from him. He didn't know what to do, so all he was able to muster was a barely audible squeak that sounded like a yes.
Then Matrim appeared out of the hole in the wall to take on the massive monstrosity. It was very valiant of him, but even Nick knew that he wouldn't be able to fight him on his own.
Thirteen then ran off and came back with a fire extinguisher, hoping to blind the tower of a man with it. But Orange was too smart and turned around with Matrim on his back so the School Captain would be hit with the foam. And also that locker that came flying out of nowhere, smashing into the kid who was now in the line of fire.
Yeah, it was dangerous, but Nick couldn't stand idly by while his friends were getting the shit beat out of them. Nick looked around to see if there was anything he could use, as brute strength alone didn't seem like it would be enough to bring the man down. There was a steel rod on the ground from the man crashing through the wall. With his back to the hole he had created, Orange wouldn't be able to see Nick run at him from behind, smashing the rod he picked up into the back of his leg. He knew there would be force felt from the impact, but he also knew it would hurt like hell, and that seemed to be the only way to defeat Orange at this point.
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Aternity
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Post by Aternity on May 3, 2009 15:56:43 GMT -5
Told you so.
This fight was going the wrong way on so many levels, it wasn't even funny. People were attacking left and right, without any regard to strategy whatsoever. It wasn't funny, it wasn't working, and sadly, as much as she hated to admit it, Matrim had the right idea by going for the grapple. She needed another forceful attack on him to confirm her theory about his Qi.
If said theory was correct, force would not solve the problem, but snuffing him probably would, as crude as that was.
She could feel the ground boom from the locker flying, and with Orange now coming backward toward her, she didn't have a shot. Wait...coming backward...did that...Matrim! Thirteen didn't fire, but instead, rolled left to where she wouldn't get creamed by the oncoming locker. That oaf was slow, and his brain likely the size of a walnut. He was going for sheer power...
No strategy.
Awesomeness.
She had no time to give up the extinguisher...in fact, the boy and Aurora had then been separated with the roll. Oops...
She was angled now 45 degrees left to Orange. Nearly perfect firing position. She pulled the pin, aimed where Oranges face would now be, and fired, her eyes now glowing orange. Hooray for more predictions.
Qi Status:
-[Dreams Of Days]- 10 Charisma Remaining. 2 posts required before using. -10 Dex until next post. +5 Wis through fight.
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