Aternity
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"Portals?"
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Post by Aternity on May 3, 2009 22:03:33 GMT -5
"As a matter of fact, I do."
Aurora looked around at the ragtag team they had just dug up. It wasn't much, all of them as individuals, but it would be enough to take the big oaf down. Although certainly not in the conventional means. They were going to take him down by taking something that he treasured, just like any other human. Maybe more so.
Oxygen.
Aurora whispered quietly to those in the group.
"If I'm right, we're on the second floor right? If so, the home education building is around here. And what do they keep in home ec? Flour. Flour is explosive. We get a few bags, get a can of deoderant, light up Matrim's arm, disperse the flour around Orange and create a makeshift airburst bomb with a flamethrower for ignition."
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-[Dreams Of Days]- 10 Charisma Remaining. Qi ready! +5 Wis through fight.
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Cain
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Violence. Sometimes, it's the only solution.
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Post by Cain on May 3, 2009 22:10:23 GMT -5
"If I'm right, we're on the second floor right? If so, the home education building is around here. And what do they keep in home ec? Flour. Flour is explosive. We get a few bags, get a can of deoderant, light up Matrim's arm, disperse the flour around Orange and create a makeshift airburst bomb with a flamethrower for ignition."
An explosion? Well, it could work. And it pretty much gave Cain an idea of what Matrim's Qi was like. Something involving flames. Cain glanced over at the blind girl, the same girl that he had offered to help earlier but was ignored. She had a good plan there, and considering it was their only clever plan, it was also their best plan. He sighed, turning back to Mr. Orange as the girl continued to distract him, though to almost no avail as Mr. Orange continued to stare at his direction.
"I don't think the big man over there would just stand by and watch."
He pointed it, his eyes still on the giant. He had seen what he was capable of and he knew well that he would not last more than five minutes against the man, much less three minutes. Cain glanced around for a moment, taking note once more of Travis' position, and another male he remembered from that bout at the rooftop, now holding a shot gun... Where did the shotgun come from, anyway? He turned back to the giant.
"And I don't think we'd last long if he starts attacking again."
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Post by Trizen Takano on May 3, 2009 22:14:23 GMT -5
Trizen waited as he knew he would and listened to everyone say their bit. Quite a few people had erupted out of the rubble: Stu, Sara, Nick, Aurora, Tash, Gabriel, Sam and Cain. Aside from Matrim and Travis, whom he had already seen just moments earlier, it seemed those were the players on the field with Linda not being too far away.
People had appeared from behind or beside Trizen, one of them being Tash. When she asked the question about whether or not people needed an extra hand, Aurora had answer which she whispered just as quietly to the group.
"If I'm right, we're on the second floor right? If so, the home education building is around here. And what do they keep in home ec? Flour. Flour is explosive. We get a few bags, get a can of deodorant, light up Matrim's arm, disperse the flour around Orange and create a makeshift airburst bomb with a flamethrower for ignition.
Trizen looked at to Tash and smirked. He wanted as little communication as possible so that the big ogre of a man couldn't hear. The sophomore knew he would have needed extra hands to get the bags of flour and deodorant. The boy then looked to Matrim and Thirteen, nodded once then back to Tash.
"I'm gonna get a headstart," He said simply and with his bag still slung over his shoulder, "If you're coming that is, wouldn't want to force you." He rolled his eyes a little as he knew he broke his little communication rule. Nice. He made a dash northward. The Home Ed classes were another hallway of the floor so it would take them a bit of time to get there. Them being in the A Building, their destination was close to the B building, just north of where they were.
'I hope the others could handle them until we get back,' He thought as was avoiding obstacles and people along the way.
((EDIT!))
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THE Justin
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Post by THE Justin on May 3, 2009 22:15:17 GMT -5
Stu holstered the gun, sighing loudly. Matrim was going to have to take center stage. No one else here had the strength, or apparently the intelligence to take this bastard down. He had a qi that absorbed impacts and then unleashed them back at the people who threw the punches...
Wait...
"I've got an idea... the harder we hit him, the harder he hits back, right?
So... send weak people in until his energy is depleted. Then we can tear him apart in one spectacular final hit."
Stu was proud of what he thought of.
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Nicolas Constantine
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The Balloon Pokemon[M:250]
"If girls were butter, I'd be a baked potato."
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Post by Nicolas Constantine on May 3, 2009 23:26:11 GMT -5
Nick got up from where he lay, now physically fine, but dirty from all the debris and rubble. He had heard the master plan that Matrim and Thirteen had cooked up, and he stood up and cracked his neck and fingers in approval. He spoke mostly towards Matrim, but so everyone around, save Orange, could hear him.
"If I can get one more person who is good at dodging attacks to help me distract him, then you guys can get the flour in place."
He would wait for someone to volunteer before going towards Orange and start to mock him to grab his attention, hoping whoever was there to distract the giant with him would catch on. He would wait for Orange to attack before activating his Qi, and hopefully the rubble wouldn't get in the way.
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Tash
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Post by Tash on May 4, 2009 0:36:32 GMT -5
Tash tapped Sam's arm. The other girl seemed okay, despite having come from the fallen room above. She hoped there was nothing worse than bruising. It was one hell of a fall. When Tash drew her hand back, it was covered in grime. The air was thick with it.
"You up for helping Nick, sorella? If you're not too shaken up, I'll go help Trizen bring down the shit. If you don't want to after the fall though, I can stay here and play decoy. Your call: heads or tails, I'm down for either."
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Sam Ballerino
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Just dance like nobody's watching...
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Post by Sam Ballerino on May 4, 2009 0:42:14 GMT -5
Sam recovered from the shock of her fall just in time to hear Thirteen's plan. It was a solid idea, and Sam had a decent idea where she could fit in. Decoy. She was pretty good at dealing with pain, which it looked like this guy was good at dealing.
Just at that moment she felt a tap on her arm. Tash. She nodded. "Sì, sorella," she responded, returning the endearment the two of them had developed. "I'm fine. Go help Trizen, I can handle being a decoy." She gave the girl a little grin before heading over to Nick.
"I'll go with you." She glared at him, but the look could have been taken as a personal look or as simple determination. It was a little bit of both. She didn't really want to be teamed with Nick - actually she REALLY didn't want to be teamed up with Nick - but she wasn't about to let her personal shit with him get in the way of taking the brute down.
She watched him rush off toward Orange, and did the same thing, her heart pounding like a bass drum. "Hey, bischero!" She shouted accusingly to the orange giant. "You got a reason for attacking us out of nowhere?"
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Post by Mr. Orange on May 4, 2009 2:32:19 GMT -5
Oh good, it seemed the students were beginning to construct some kind of order. This would make things a little more interesting. Instead of playing Whack-a-Mole with them, it would be a challenge. At least, I hoped it would be a challenge.
Two students charged at me, and I did the same, running in their direction. However, my target... was running between them. I had no interest in combat with these weak underclassmen. My interests were with the Captain and his entourage.
I would charge past Nick and Sam, using enough momentum that if they came in my way, they would be trampled, my feet taking me directly towards Cain, knowing that an attack on him would reveal to me the location of the captain.
My attack would come in the form of a jump into the air, both of my feet ready to slam down. I would lash out for a grapple, attempting to execute a crushing bearhug. Were I able lock the move in, I would harshly squeeze, a firm attempt at shattering his rib cage. As seen in the case of Sara Quinn and in the cases of so many other students, I had no concerns in breaking bone... In fact, I enjoyed it.
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Travis
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No matter what, you?ll never take that from me. My reign is as far as your eyes can see.
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Post by Travis on May 4, 2009 14:19:00 GMT -5
Travis continued to watch everything unfold below. There was a lot of things going on, and he wasn't really keen on making a move unless he really needed to. Plenty of people were working on some kind of plan, but Travis' eyes were focused upon Mr. Orange, and Sara just happened to be in sight too. He'd try his best to ignore her for the moment, and wait for the perfect moment to pounce.
The opportunity would soon come to pass, as Travis watched Mr. Orange begin to carry on his rampage, running toward a few students he didn't know, one including the boy Travis had not so long ago. He didn't catch his name, but it seemed Mr. Orange was only concerned with him. Travis was preparing himself to attack, and when Mr. Orange jumped into the air, Travis reacted.
He'd jump from the third floor, aiming to land upon Mr. Orange's back as he went to attack Cain. He doubt's he'd fail unless someone else messed him up. He planned to try and throw his right arm around Mr. Orange's neck, and grip his left bicep, as that left hand would attempt grip the back of his head. If Travis managed to locked in the rear-naked choke, he'd try to squeeze his neck and stomp his breathing.
He had no idea if it would actually work, but he was willing to give it a try. A rear-naked choke was a lot quicker to pull off, then the sleeper hold. He'd even try to wrap his legs around his waist and squeeze to help tighten it. If it worked, great. If not, he'd probably be in a world of hurt soon enough.
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Linda Osako
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The Bone Dragon[M:4619]
The Bone Dragon and the Guardian of Moral Crest High
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Post by Linda Osako on May 4, 2009 14:39:18 GMT -5
A piece of cement would be tossed aside as Linda began to remove herself from the rubble. She got to her feet, holding her left arm... which was dislocated. She looked around, no Matrim...
Please don't tell me the Captain is down and out already... Goddamn it Matrim.
A loud pop would be heard as Linda reset her shoulder. Shit hurt like hell, but it wasn't the worse pain Linda had ever been in. Something was odd about this whole scene, just why was Orange on a rampage? Regardless, he could not be allowed to harm anymore students. Linda saw a man standing in front of Mr. Orange, Cain, with a challenging stance. He would not have to take Orange alone.
Linda was sorta behind Orange, but at an angle and quite a few yards away. She had to get in and help, there was no way one person could stand any sort of a chance against Orange. Linda ran as fast as she could to intercept Orange and Cain, she had no attack in mind, and no real plan, but she knew that just her being there would help everyone's chances of survival.
As Orange landed and reached forward with his arms, Linda was there just in time to smack them up and off course. She saw Travis riding him like some kind of animal, but she remained intent on keeping Cain out of Orange's grasps. She came in from Orange's right side, and would attempt forced them up by knocking his arms up. She figured that Orange was pretty focused on Cain at this point, so he would not really see Linda coming.
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THE Justin
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Post by THE Justin on May 4, 2009 15:40:29 GMT -5
Stu watched as Travis fell from the sky, a red haired angel attempting to quell the orange devil that rampaged in front of all of them. Then Linda, the girl who got him into Reapers... He smiled.
As the two began to attack, Stu dropped the gun into a fire extinguisher case, so that no one else would find it. Dropping the great coat, he ran forwards, intent on getting in a few shots, hoping that all three of their power, combined with maybe that of Matrim and the others, would be enough to maybe cause the bastard some grief.
And hopefully those other twits would be back with their explosives.
As Stu moved forwards, he awaited for attention to be diverted. The man wasn't smart, that much was obvious; he had ridiculous power, but wielded it like the barbarians and vikings of old. Stu couldn't claim to be much smarter, but he was smarter than this man.
Stu ran over, and then slid, going down on his knees til he stopped just in front of him. As he slid, his right arm cocked back, and then when he got to right in front of him, very much at crotch level, very much a position that Winklewood would've loved, he let loose with all the strength in his body.
Right at his wang.
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Sara Quinn
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"I blame Matrim"
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Post by Sara Quinn on May 4, 2009 21:54:15 GMT -5
Sara was saddened that her attempt at Jedi mind tricks hadn't worked. D: It was so sad. Why wouldn't it work? She stood around kicking rubble as she tried to think it through. Oh well... The fight raged on around her and all she really did was hold her ground, moving when someone ran past her. Then she seemed to come back to her senses. She looked around, trying to find something to do. Her mind was kinda... blank. Like she was broken today or something. She wasn't unhappy, but she wasn't happy either. She just continued to look around, searching for something to get involved in. She almost felt like if she could get involved in the fighting, she might feel better. Or feel something in general. She felt really blank. Then she saw it. She knew who she would attack O= She ran at the girl who tried to smack Oranges hand away. Linda. Mhm. That's right, she was attacking Linda ^__^ why? Because she damn well could. It might appear as though she was helping Orange, or against the students, but really? She was just looking for something to do. Something to take her mind of everything. Or... Put something in her mind besides nothing. " BLARG D< She ran at Linda, her fist drawing back. Coming up behind the girl she reached up, aiming to grab the girls hair and yank her head back. At the same time, her right leg would lift, and her foot would look to slam into the girls lower back, right in the center. Over all the noise, the girl wouldn't hear her approach, and no one would have the time to stop her. ^__^ Sara was going to make a new friend <3
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Post by Mr. Orange on May 4, 2009 23:13:05 GMT -5
My battle charge towards Cain was interrupted by a heavy weight slamming onto my back. I stopped dead in my tracks as I felt a pressure around my neck- shit, someone got the drop on me. Oh well, they'd have to savor it while they had it... It would be the first and last time he'd get to feel in control.
His squeeze was monstrously strong, but I was well within control. I would reach back to wrap my hands around the back of his neck to keep him in control, but suddenly, an incoming attack from a new female combatant. Shit, this would lan-
Quinn took her out? What? Fine by me. Apparently this Sara girl wanted an alliance... for some reason... As I prepared to slam onto my own back, crushing the student attached to me, another assailant would appear, going for a low blow.
His attack would land, his fist hitting a certain man-only muscle. His fist would come to a stop against it as though it didn't budge. I gave him a look of grim disapproval, and threw away my old plan. I would take advantage of his ground position and send a quick kick to his chest, my shin aiming to hit his chest at an angle that would send him flying back to his position.
After this move would land or fail, I would drop onto my back, smashing the student on my back against the rocks. His hold was painfully strong, but something I could handle.
These attempts were pitiful.
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THE Justin
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Post by THE Justin on May 4, 2009 23:59:51 GMT -5
Stu was kicked. He felt the shin impact against his ribcage, and felt a searing pain as he felt his ribs get jumbled. He was lifted off the ground, and kicked, literally, down the hall, smashing into the lockers at the intersection.
He slouched down off of it, and crawled over to his gun. He grabbed it, and chambered a round. He looked over to the people still standing around, including Matrim. Where were those little bastards with the stuff!?
He stalked forwards, trying to catch his breath. He looked down the hall at Orange."Hey, grave digger (translate it from the cockney ), tommy tucker, i'm gonna bombay you, you right fucking prick."He lifted the shotgun with his right hand, and aimed it at the hulk of a man in the gawdy orange suit."Now why not make like a tree and fuck off, right?"((CHARISMA CHECK >D))
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Travis
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No matter what, you?ll never take that from me. My reign is as far as your eyes can see.
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Post by Travis on May 5, 2009 0:10:51 GMT -5
Travis had managed to land on the orange bastard's back, and even managed to secure the choke. He would continue to try and choke the fucker out, but he didn't know how long it would take, or if he'd even manage to do it. Soon enough he'd realize that Mr. Orange was dropping backwards.
Before he could really do anything about it, he was pinned beneath the man. Those eyes of his would close for a moment as he grunted from the impact, stuck between this hulk of a man, and a rubble-strewn floor. His whole body was in pain. Lucky for him he would have managed to hold his breath before they hit.
It was extremely uncomfortable, and hard to breath. He didn't know what kind of damage he was going to recieve here, but he had no plans of letting go just yet. Instead he'd just try to squeeze even harder, and jerk his arms to his left to try and see if it was even possible to break his neck. He didn't know what the hell this dude was, but he seemed beyond human.
It was then he heard an unfamiliar voice speak out, and those icy blues would glance toward the male nearby, and he seemed to be wielding a shotgun. Travis had a feeling it wasn't going to help at all, and he was going to REALLY pissed if he ended up getting shot.
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