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Post by Deleted on Jan 21, 2019 3:02:00 GMT -4
Super Slugger announced it was time to move, and Rimma - or Flurry, as she decided to try and think of herself for now - hunched down a little more in the pouch on his back to get ready. Then, something grabbed the side of her head roughly and her gray-blue eyes went wide in alarm and shock. For a moment, she expected something painful to happen as a result of the pair being snuck up on suddenly.
Then the boy she was hitching a ride on apologized and the hand pulled away. An expression of disbelief filled her face for a moment, cheeks puffing out not in preparation for one of her attacks but instead about to lay into him for being careless and nearly giving her a heart attack. She caught herself, though, and forced herself to remember they both needed to focus and now was not the time for petty squabbling.
So instead she did her part - as Super Slugger went running out from cover, carrying her in the pouch on his back, she layed down clouds of snow to obscure their precise position from any who might see them coming. Unfortunately, being the source of the obscuring snow and focusing on huffing and puffing made it difficult for her to see much herself. She had to put her faith her teammate's observation skills in that regard.
However, there was something she could see that he probably couldn't - an ominous bolt of black hurtling right towards them! As she took a deep breath to unleash another veil of snow, her eyes went wide and she nearly choked on a muffled cry of alarm. Then, instead of another obscuring blast of snow she let her breath out in blast of freezing air.
Snow-flaked air met the shadowy attack while it was still a few meters away, but other than freezing some manner of liquid upon its surface and frosting it over it seemed entirely unaffected. Eyes widening more, fearing she and the boy she was working with were about to be impaled, she tried to call out a warning - only to actually choke this time, her empty lungs forcing her to waste precious time inhaling. Cheeks flushed, she managed to cough out an urgent cry of: "Dive!"
Then, regardless of if Super Slugger was able to respond to her warning in time or not, the shadowy spear would simply dissipate harmlessly a foot away from them.
Afterwards, she took a deep breath to try and regain her composure - Flurry would need to be much more professional than that! Ignoring the slight headache all this huffing and puffing was bringing on as best as she could, she went right back to laying out clouds of snow to keep Super Slugger and herself obscured as he went barreling down on Farrah. Something she was only actually able to tell when she heard her voice, squinting through patches of cloudy snow to catch a glimpse of her as her muscular teammate delivered a solid whack to her back.
Giving a wince of sympathy and hoping the girl wasn't too hurt by the attack, she snapped her head in Arisu's direction as her voice yelled out for her to get down. Eyes widening once more as black flames came spewing forth towards both her and the boy she was piggybacking on, she did as instructed and tucked her head down into the safety of the pouch she was riding in. Which was warm, and sweaty, and dark - but not filled with exhaustion inducing, chilling black fire.
Super Slugger didn't seem to be down for the count, though, as she could feel him moving about and with her ducking for cover he was temporarily exposed and without any snow cover to protect him - the same unfortunate fact being true of Angel as well if she managed to dive at the cart as planned. Unwilling to simply hide and cower and leave her teammates unsupported, she poked her red-haired head out in time to see Arisu block a strike from a heavy strike from a racket. She gave another wine of sympathy, and as Arisu... No, Firewall gave a short declaration the Russian girl couldn't help but be impressed with her friend.
Unfortunately they weren't on the same side in this encounter, and she had to do her best as well. "Thank you for the warning!" She called out, before sucking in a deep breath and puffing her cheeks out once more. Climbing up over Super Slugger's shoulder, trying not to step on him anywhere painful in the process, she aimed another snow veil directly at the cart.
In the brief window the cloud would hopefully provide, Flurry lightly dropped down off her teammate to the ground. Leaving the pouch suddenly hit her with how cold it was, especially only clad in a tracksuit and especially while in the midst of one of her own clouds of snow. Resisting the urge to shiver, she moved as quickly and quietly as she could in an attempt to sneak up to the cart and abscond with one of the mannequins.
If she succeeded, she would try to keep her head down and rely on the chaos to retreat towards the extraction point and hope her allies could take care of themselves during her brief absence. If she was spotted, and noticed in time to do anything about it, she would rely on the only defense she really had by trying to release another cloud of snow to keep herself hidden.
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Summary: -Rimma lays down snow cloud cover for Kirk as he begins his charge. -Rimma attempts to stop Alex's shadow lance, to now real effect, and warns Kirk of it just before it dissipates. -Rimma starts laying down snow cloud cover again as Kirk charges Farrah. -Rimma heeds Arisu's warning and ducks down safely in the pouch, avoiding her flames at the cost of leaving Kirk exposed. -Rimma is unable to provide cloud cover for Angel when she makes her dive attempt at the cart as a result. -Rimma climbs out of Kirk's pouch, unleashing one more snow veil directly on the cart before dropping down to the ground. -Rimma attempts to quietly abscond with a mannequin during the brief window of opportunity. -Rimma will attempt to snow veil as her only real way to defend herself if caught.
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Post by Kirk Bluster on Jan 22, 2019 10:44:29 GMT -4
At first, it seemed like things were going decently well! Kirk had gotten a smack on Farrah that could only be described as CLEAN! It really felt like he was untouchable at that point... whether for the reason that he had taken a longer route than expected, or because he was genuinely dodging some things, even what Rimma had warned her about without actually stopping! However, immediately after that and turning towards Arisu, He was knocked out of his happy spree by a sudden shout that he wasn't expecting! "Getdownforwha-?!" And suddenly a wave of cold as heck flames hit him, flowing about him like against a big tree! "AUGH!" He could feel his body getting a bit more relaxed as they enveloped him for a moment, with him peeking from under his eyelids... No, he had to keep going, or else his shout would be for naught! And with the girl seemingly already landing in her position, it was even more important that he was able to keep running for that homerun!
He could hear an explosion, behind him (Maybe it was Risaka and Alex's fight hitting the conclusion) as his pace had switched from a proper run, to a simple jog, but it didn't change the power of his will in his racket, that he still swung towards her blocking arms. A frustrating, yet understandable maneuver with his pace at this sort of level. He huffed and puffed... the extra weight on his shoulders was starting to feel too extra for him to run for much longer... His pouch was starting to flop down a little bit, As he needed another situation check. Angel with 2 mannequins, Check, Risa... well, with that explosion who knew... The girl he had smacked, somewhere... The girl on the roof... THE GIRL ON THE ROOF! He had to remind her to be careful! "ANGEL! THE GIRL ON THE...!" He took a step forward, only to feel a tug at his racket arm...
And a quick blow followed into his surprisingly soft gut... "Ugh...!" It didn't hurt that much, but taking that he was kind of exhausted already, it was very hard to take any sort of blow currently without feeling a bit snoozy. And then, as the girl rose up to a standing position, you could almost see Kirks eyes widen and his pupils turn into angry slits as he realized what she was doing! A thing everybody always did in cartoons when they thought themselves victorious! He straightened his back with a new found energy, like a weight had been lifted off of his back, as he took a breath, feeling the warmth of the air filling his lungs..."My name's firewall..." "WELL I'M SUPER SLUGGER AND I DONT HAVE TIME FOR YOUR MONOLOGUES!" A full lungsworth of his trademark Bluster delivered at her at mighty high decibles! Not enough to actually break anything like Farrahs things propably, but most definitely something that would force someone to put fingers in their ears at this range! Instead of even staying to listen to her monologue, He proceeded to let go of his racket without any sort of fanfare for the poor thing, as he outright kicked up the dust and snow from the veil around the cart towards her, proceeding to start running towards Angels moving figure, with an absolutely furious look on his face! Here he had been trying to be stealthy and now somebody is acting like he could waste time listening to them! However, there were indeed bigger problems a foot! "GIRL ON THE ROOF!" As he ran once again, this time towards the drop off point, where the angel was trying to fly, was now having a big bubble flying towards its direction! And slowly too! He didn't know what the heck it could do! But also, there were these highly japanese kung fu movie cries happening on his other side!
It was a hard choice for Kirk to make in a split second... However, One target was a big bubble, and one target was behind a friend. Which lead to him taking a baseball from his chest belt, and throwing it towards the bubble... He hoped he could hit it at this range, perhaps even popping it before it would even make it there. Seemed like a good enough plan in hindsight!
In all honesty, listening to Angel at the beginning would have been a good idea to get an idea what this quirk did... But, Kirk had a really hard time concentrating on any info given in way too long orders.
Whether the plan worked or not, he proceeded to continue running towards the drop off point, just to make sure and protect their exit! He was huffing up a storm... Maybe it was the little frostburns on his body or something else, but, he was just feeling like he was running out of batteries way faster than usual. As soon as he reached behind some sort of wall, he would lean forward, and take a couple of very heavy breaths... Man, was he really this weak? It was almost like he was trying to catch up with himself just after a tiny poke in the stomach...
Summary:
- Kirk feels unstoppable for a moment, with things seemingly just happening around him! - Then the coldfire nation attacked! Takes flames facefirst - Feeling real cold and tired... Usual pace changes into a jog during his smack towards her. - Tries to get a handle on the situation, and calls out to angel about Feng... - Only to get held briefly down by Arisu... - MONOLOGUE REJECTED VERY LOUDLY! Just lets go of the racket. - Kicks up dust with the snow towards her (can ignore, since its more of a side effect of his running) - Reminds angel about it just before a kungfu shout. - Notices bubble and throws a ball at it to try and pop it. - Runs into the house to catch a breather... - ...With all the exhaustion on him, he learns that putting his all into running isnt exactly healthy...
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Post by Angel Surami on Jan 22, 2019 18:21:55 GMT -4
| A ngel began to believe that she was free and clear as she got closer and closer to the drop off point,that was until she began to hear Kirk yelling about not having time for Sue's monologue so loud that even Angel could hear it up in the air. Kirk's next yell however was the one that truly caught Angel's attention as he yelled about the "Woman on the roof" meaning Feng who must have dodged her stone feathers and was now rushing up behind her most likely using her quirk. Angel knew she didn't have much time to react and so she did the first thing that popped into her mind. She threw the fake civilian's up above her as hard and high as she could before turning her body and closing her arms in an X like formation. "Bring it on!"As the hard punch collided with Angel's crossed arms she felt a sharp pain shoot through her arms and even felt herself be pushed backward into the air causing her to grit her teeth as she looked up to see the civilian's begin to fall back toward the ground. Angel had to act quickly and so she turned her left crossed arm so her hand could try and grip onto Feng's wrist. She then would attempt a quick in air spin using her enhanced strength to lift Feng as high as she could before tossing her as hard as she could toward the ground before launching four stone feathers down toward her foe to try and keep her busy. Once her foe was dealt with Angel quickly began to swoop down and attempt to scoop up up both fake civilians before they hit the ground. During her dive Angel saw something that made Angel's eyes go wide and her heart almost. She saw one of Farrah's speech bubbles getting close to the drop off which meant that it was meant to be some kind of air mine for Angel herself. "Oh shit!Luckily for Angel her team mate Super Slugger came in during the clutch with some sort of sports ball which he threw into the bubble causing it to pop and release a super loud phrase of pain from Farrah that not only caused a painful screech from Angel's hearing aids but also a crack in her heart and tears to stream down her cheeks as she rushed to try and catch the civlians before they hit the ground. Her sexy song bird was hurt and that hurt Angel more then possibly being hurt herself or losing the fight. All angel could imagine as she raced down to try and save the civilians was Farrah being the one who was falling and Angel couldn't let her love be hurt any more then she was already! Things Angel did: 1-toss the civilian's up in the air so that she could turn and block Feng's punch while receiving some damage to her arms. (thanks to warning) 2-attempt to toss feng back toward the ground and launch 4 stone feathers down at her so that she couldn't come directly back up/hopefully damage her. 3-swoop down and and attempt to scoop up the civilians before they hit the ground.
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Post by Risaka Reinacht on Jan 22, 2019 20:26:03 GMT -4
RISAKA REINACHTU.A Student / Miss Gray
''Everyday I ask myself if I even should bother'' words 817 • tagged @ • notes | He got what he deserved, quite the nuisance considering just how much effort she put into just getting rid off him from the scene. And now she was completely unaware of the situation outside, hopefully her own team haven't been beaten down this quick, Risaka went as far taking care of an opponent by herself. Well she got plenty of juice left to spend before having to drain these colours off, she was looking to at very least grab two mannequins for her own just to get this game done with, they only needed 5 right? Assuming her team has managed to grab any so far other than the two the angel girl carried. The moment she stepped out from the building back into the sunlight she was met yet again with an god awfuly annoying element.
''This is almost as bad as the egohead's tendrils!''
She didn't have the time to speak or give a proper reaction when engulfed by the black flames. Even when covering her head with her arms was when she realized the flames effected her regardless of position, she needed to get out and fast! Breaking out from the spurt of flames she turned her glare back at the girl responsible for this agonizing element. Her yellow eyes was sharp as ever, penetrating any stare it was met with. But the girl got quickly occupied with something else, meathead was apparently toe on toe against her, using a... racket? She knew he was a headswollen idiot but she never expected a RACKET of all things as a weapon. No matter, it did it's job, clashing at the girl seemed effective enough, that is until they both got into a... talk? She girl was blown away by meathead's loud ear piercing voice. The monochrome girl irked and rubbed her left ear from the wave of impact by the voice of his. That is until she saw one from the opponent's team clashing against her winged teamates midair, an airborne fight. Near the bridge between the two houses Risaka could witness the two mannequins falling down.
''Why the heck are you tossing your mannequins up, they'll fall into the ground!'' Of course Angel wouldn't be able to hear Risaka from that distance. She was the pair of mannequins fall downwards with Angel chasing them down, she didn't seem that fast, at least not fast enough. And what was the bubble that was floating by harmlessly all this time? Risaka had one of her eyebrows raised looking at it in the distance, moving towards where the indicated collision redhaired girl and Angel was falling down to. It was too high up for Risaka to reach, she can't jump, but it looked so harmless. That was until she noticed meathead of all people darting away as if his life dependent on it. Tossing one of his mumbo jumbo sport tools at the bubble. The pop from it let out such a loud scream, a girl that was in pain. ''Jesus why are everyone so damn loud!'' She thought to herself, now she wanted this to get over it more than ever, ignoring the black flame girl by the cart and focused straight forward. She looked at Kirk's speed, he wouldn't reach them in time, she had to go so fast that she probably wouldn't even have the time to give him a fair warning of 'speeding girl from behind'. After getting into a athletic sprint starting pose Risaka was about to snag two points for their time in no time. She had to time it however, catching both mannequins right before they hit the ground was top priority for once.
''10 meters-5 meters-1 meter-'' She quickly counted in her head from the distance they away from the ground. Tensing her muscles up she let her energy explode in her legs, kicking her from the position into an incrdible speed. She wasn't too far away from them so the very half second she launched from her position she had her arms out. And right before impact her arms was wide enough to get them both in one go, snagging both mannequins into her body and did not halt her speed until she was certain she had both in her arms. One or two seconds was all she needed to confirm her success. Switching body weight to the back she planted her feet on the ground, sliding hard and deep into it a decent amount of meters past a building before dashing again, but this time towards the extraction point. One of the holes she made from tossing Alex was in sight. With her durability in play she entrusted her own quirk to take any hits that was coming at her way from the last dash. Succesfully extracting two civilians into safety.
- Map of Path // Red line is her path, blue dot is when she grabs the mannequins, purple outline is the distance she drifted at the ground, the light blue lines on the house are the hole made from the fight within.
- Position of holding the mannequins
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Post by Epsilon on Jan 22, 2019 20:34:00 GMT -4
Suddenly, an intermission! The voice of Geist rings across the battlefield:
"EVERYONE STAY WHERE YOU ARE! ALEXANDER DERAINE HAS BEEN DEEMED UNABLE TO CONTINUE AND WILL BE REMOVED. A SUBSTITUTE IS ALREADY ON THE WAY FROM UA!"
And so, mere moments later, Alexander Deraine is removed from the field and one Jasmine Noir brought in to replace him, equipped with a blue band.
"OKAY, GAME CONTINUE!"
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OOC: Due to unfortunate circumstances Alexander Deraine can no longer participate in this thread. Jasmine Noir (Dauwz) will now replace him on the Blue Team and in the post order.
Everyone in this thread who is E-ranked has their cooldowns reset.
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Post by Jasmine Noir on Jan 24, 2019 18:26:51 GMT -4
This was great. Oh man was this fucking great. It was actually kind of funny. When Geist had approached her before this whole debacle and began asking (actually more like telling, then again she didn't really mind either way) her to be at the ready to sub in just in case somebody tapped out like they did in the Black Fort Brawl, Jaz had been ecstatic. As soon as the lesson had begun she was already preparing; sorting her gear, warming up, etc. Her crimson eyes watched the screens with mild curiosity, observing the strategies of each participant. They were a good bunch of kids, all eager to show their mettle against one another. She could respect that. But when the call to get her ass into the chopper came, all of that very quickly went out the window. An excited grin formed on her face: it was time to let loose. As the chopper's engines roared to life and they bolted into the sky, Jasmine immediately surveyed the arena below. She had been briefed about the rules by Geist himself beforehand and had a good grasp of how everything was supposed to work and look like. They had to defend a payload of ten mannequins - lose five and that's game over. The attacking side was on the offensive quite aggressively and the cracks that caused within the defenders was as visible as day. Before they even reached the landing site, Jasmine pulled open the chopper's door. "Oi, kid! What the hell are you doing?! Are you crazy?!" Despite the obnoxiously loud whirring of the chopper's main rotor, the bellow of the pilot's voice was easy enough to hear even without the communication headphones Jasmine was supposed to wear. In response, the blonde lioness could only grin at the pilot as she cheekily fixed up her aviators, "Apologies. Those nerds down there need me. Ta ta~" And with those words having left Noir's mouth, she leaped off of the helicopter... which was still a ways above the arena. Casually Jasmine flipped mid air before initiating a high-speed nosedive. While she descended, she mapped out the entire arena in her mind's eye, at the same time getting a feel for the location of each member of either team. Risaka was way out there and attacking her would likely result in more of a waste of time than anything. Two mannequins could be lost - the most important part was to make sure no more were lost... and if Jaz didn't help out her teammates, that's likely what was going to happen. Hands aimed behind her, she released a singular yet very large explosion from either appendage, increasing the speed of her descent further, turning her into something of a blur that rocketed towards the ground. Extending her arms sideways, she initiated several more explosions, coating herself in a miasma of bright chaos as she spun rapidly. The sight would've seemed like something out of a Michael Bay movie - a fiery spear, quite magnificent in size, rapidly approaching the soon-to-be ground zero much alike a meteor. Her eyes were set on one that decided to approach the mannequins and slip by unseen in the midst of the on-going chaos. Oh no. No no no. That'd be way too easy. As soon as Jasmine was close to the ground, she swiped her hand. The result of that action released a massive explosion that shook the area around them, aimed directly at Rimma and to the side of the payload which would very likely push every single attacker backwards... if not result in quite a few nasty injuries should they not dodge, especially due to the fact that Jasmine's momentum very likely made her attack about twice as deadly as it normally would've been. Silence..."Eyes up, nerds!" BOOM.Ranks: C quirk, D strength, D durability, E mobility, F martial arts TL;DR: Jasmine hopped out of a helicopter and released a Howitzer Impact-esque blast at the sneaking Rimma. The blast was sorta twisted sideways so the brunt of the explosion would basically push everyone away from the payload. Keep in mind that Jasmine is using the momentum from her nosedive to increase how destructive her attack is as well. Also keep in mind that the 'windup' prior to her attack makes her highly noticeable and loud and you have plenty of time to get out of dodge.
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Post by Farrah di Prima on Jan 27, 2019 1:06:20 GMT -4
As an eternal optimist, Farrah had a talent for looking on the bright side of any situation; but even she felt a little heartbroken when the bubble above her, her one contribution to the busy battlefield, popped on contact with Kirk's ball. The feeling was worsened both by Angel's reaction... this was the first time she'd ever really intentionally assaulted someone with her quirk, and the feeling was not particularly pleasant. For the final stroke of poor luck, the bubble had not flown nearly as far away form her as she'd have liked, meaning her ears were left ringing as well from the feedback of her own voice. "Oh, well that wasn't very flattering. My pitch is off after that battering," she excused herself, for what was a less melodious than usual exclamation.
She sat up with some difficulty and surveyed the battlefield. There was a lot to take in; both she and Angel were reeling now, Super Slugger appeared to be losing speed, Rimma had abandoned his pouch, and it looked as though Fenrir had decidedly lost out in his engagement with the gray girl, seeing as there was a Fenrir-sized hole in one of the buildings. She could hear Feng Yao, but couldn't spot her. Arisu was delivering a very cinematic taunt to Kirk, which seemed to have been completely ignored. "Nothing is like in the movies, that's for certain! And I'm not sure I'll make it to final curtain," she hissed, feeling the pain in her back as she leaned up against the wall. Her costume wouldn't show it as much as the damage some of the others had taken, but the bruises already on her body from being racket-whacked into a wall were significant, and while she had the physical conditioning to recover her stamina using regular, steady breaths, she did not have the ability to ignore the pain nor the stiffness of her back muscles.
As Farrah began to walk after the cart, she noticed Geist's voice, which was amazingly loud enough to project itself over the noisy battlefield. Geist announced the arrival of a mystery student who was intended to replace Alex, which first off, made Farrah wonder what Risaka had done to their team leader. Besides that, Jasmine got a flashy entrance, appearing to the others as she dove out of a helicopter. Anyone questioning if she'd have been better off to take a stealthier approach would soon realize that Jasmine wasn't the type to favor a quiet approach anyway. "How bold! I like that entrance quite a bit. Now, to discover her quirk- HOLY SH-!" Farrah cried, stopping herself from inappropriate language by crossing both hands over her mouth, as a tremendous explosion dropped down over the battlefield, centered on Rimma. "This is a course for hero training... I'm sure Rimma will be fine no matter how much death is raining," she calmed herself, focusing on her breathing. It was also worth considering the fate of the whole cart... Rimma had been sneaking in that direction, after all. If the Blue Team newcomer had just destroyed every mannequin in the cart, that would be quite the disaster.
Witnessing the powers of combatants like Risaka and this newcomer had her questioning what her own ability could do in comparison... she knew from the feeling in her throat that another large bubble now would be pushing it. Still... she was near the enemy drop point. There might be a way she could help, even if she couldn't manage another attack right now. Unfortunately, it looked like the civilians Risaka carried were basically gone... she briefly imagined a scenario where she hid slightly close to the extraction point and attempted to yoink the two away, before dismissing that as childish. She couldn't really afford to be anywhere near Risaka, at any rate, having no quirk enhancements that would allow her to deal with the beating that would ensue.
She could, however, continue to sew confusion. No one was going to mistake her bubbled voice for anything other than her own, which meant it would be hard to make the enemies obey her instructions. Angel had eyes on her, so there was no point trying to confuse her. The best targets would be either Kirk, Rimma, or Risaka, all who basically had their own troubles to deal with. Luckily, at low power, her quirk was easy to deploy; she could cover a few avenues at once, and hopefully, at least one would bear fruit. She craned her head this way and that, releasing one bubble towards Kirk in cover, then another bubble towards Risaka inside the house. There was no point in focusing on Rimma right now... it was doubtful if the girl would hear anything over the explosions coming her way.
Kirk's personal bubble held the message "catch this!" Of course, there was nothing to catch; her hope was that either he wouldn't have the sense to know it was an empty threat or perhaps his sports reflex would kick in, and either way, he'd be left responding to a pitch that wasn't coming. Risaka's, on the other hand, held the message "I'm in!" With any luck, Risaka could be confused as to Farrah's position and start watching for her inside the house. Of course, a little sharpness on the part of either of the two competitors she was targeting would probably make the fake-out nature of her messages apparent... and it wasn't like this would work more than once, either, if they learned to start ignoring her messages altogether. She'd have to come up with a way to freshen up that tactic as the contest continued...
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-Farrah struggles with back pain! She can't move far. -Farrah uses breathing exercises to help her stamina, but they don't stop the pain or the stiffness. -Farrah blows a small bubble toward Kirk, containing the words "catch this!" The intention is to confuse him into trying to dodge an attack that doesn't exist! -Farrah blows a small bubble into the house towards Risaka, containing the words "I'm in!". The intention is to confuse her into watch out for an intruder that doesn't exist!
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Post by Feng "Fei" Yao on Jan 27, 2019 19:26:10 GMT -4
"Shit, I didn’t think about this part...", Feng thought to herself as she flew towards Angel. She didn’t anticipate her to block her attack that fast or strong enough to throw her down to the ground below but today is full of firsts.
As Angel countered her punch with a spin into a throw, beautifully one might add, it now comes to the issue of Feng is now being thrown to the ground below at a worrying speed. She can’t respond to that now as she hit the ground and felt the pain go throughout her entire body, she grits her teeth to deal with the pain she was feeling. During fall, she didn’t catch that Alex was being subbed out for someone new. An explosion can be overheard in the background as she hit the ground, but she couldn’t properly respond. She quickly rolled out of the way before the feathers could do any serious damage, but a few managed to nick her on her forearm.
"Those feathers are a real hassle to deal with", Feng jokingly thought to herself as gets up while her body is still reeling from the fall she took. She looked up and noticed that the mannequins that were falling are gone but she didn’t notice who took them. At this point, it’s either try and get back the mannequins or check what happened to the cart. But the only one target in her eyes right now and it was Angel, who was still in the air. Feng quickly inhales a huge breath of air and readies up her fist.
Her quirk then launches her up into the air and proceeds to uppercut Angel. Was it productive? No. But it was her way for paying her back for the throw to the ground. Either way if the hit made contact or not, she proceeds to grab onto the edge of roof and slide down wall of the house to the ground to run after the cart where the explosion occurred.
“What in the hell happened here?!”, she says as she lands near the cart. Within her sight she can see a semi battered Arisu, one of the members of Red team and Blond girl who just dropped in who may have been the cause of the explosion she heard.
“Quite the entrance you made there…” She says to the blond girl with no knowledge that she is her new teammate. But introductions can wait as she goes to help Arisu up as the cart moves on.
“You okay?”, She asks her battered teammate up as she helps her back up. She notices the damage on her arms but preferred not to ask about how she got those. Though Feng is bummed that she couldn't get those two mannequins back from Angel.--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Summary of what Feng did:
- Feng being thrown to the ground by Angel and injuries she got from it.
- Her not seeing Risaka take the Mannequins as she was falling and not hearing the announcement of a sub for Alex and the huge explosion.
- Feng uppercutting Angel while midair and then going after the cart.
- Feng meeting Jasmine.
- Feng helping up Arisu and follows the cart.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 27, 2019 20:44:49 GMT -4
--- arisu --- - - - Arisu was truly relieved to see Rimma's face poke back up around Kirk's mountain of meat as he held his pace rushing back towards the cart, as dismaying as it was that she hadn't managed to stall out the athlete after all. Kirk himself didn't seem to be planning to stay nearby, judging by him stating as much when he shouted almost as loud as Farrah could manage and bolted off to... have target practice with Farrah's Pop Power. Rimma didn't stay idle, though she did stay nearby, and offered a thank you before drenching the area with snow! As much as Arisu didn't want to let her friend know she was being written off, she thought she could afford to let Rimma do her worst- one mannequin wasn't going to be as bad as the two Angel had, which two of the opposing team were closing on at once. Scrambling to get out of the cold and the blinding whirl of snow, Arisu caught sight of something more chilling than the snow. The sharp, piercing gaze of Risaka's yellow eyes burned at her before she turned away to do much as Arisu was, taking a bead on the rising mannequins. Firewall's mind whirled through several rapid calculations, processing through specific Facts as she braced herself and black flame started to whirl around her arms, even more fiercely than before. Risaka planned to catch the mannequins. Risaka was starting to drop into a runner's pose, but hadn't put any of her speed to use yet. Why? She was waiting. What for? To catch them without needing to go airborne. These were less coherent thoughts and more rapid, chained realizations, leading to Arisu raising her arms from behind Risaka as they both watched the mannequins start to fall back to earth. In the brief moments while Risaka was stationary, crouched and waiting for exactly the right instant to rush forward and retrieve the falling mannequins, black gushes of Antipyre exploded towards her back with the intention of not just catching her in the third draining exposure to the frigid, energy-deleting blasts of dark flame, but to coat her path forward, as much of it as Arisu could drench with her current reach, with more of the consuming chill, hoping that even if Risaka did bolt early to try to get out of it, she'd just launch herself through more and more of the exhausting energy. She'd blasted the girl twice already, and she'd still managed to launch Fenrir through two buildings despite his armor- she didn't know how much more Risaka could take, but she desperately hoped she'd get to find out before Miss Gray managed to either claim half the dummies needed for their team to win- or turned around to punish her for trying to neutralize such a massive threat. One way or the other, after Arisu released the torrent of dark flames, Geist's voice calling for a brief time out where they stood left her heart sinking further. Fenrir was out of the game? He'd been all that had been keeping Risaka in check. Her black flames were only just starting to clear- she didn't know whether she'd managed to put Risaka down for the count or even managed to catch her in the inverted blaze at all, and now she was learning that Fenrir was completely out of the fight? What kind of punch was that girl packing anyhow?! The desperate hope that she'd managed to drain the last of Risaka's stamina seared harder into her chest- if she hadn't managed, she was starting to think she was going to find out first hand exactly what kind of punch Risaka was packing in the next area. Had she managed to stop Risaka from retrieving the dummies? Had someone else picked up the slack if she had? She'd seen Typhoon explode up into the air and attempt to uppercut Angel out of the air, and Kirk had bolted to the drop-off point. If Risaka or Angel was still up, they might be able to retrieve the dummies- presuming, that is, that Risaka hadn't managed to run them out of the fight already. She could see Rimma over by the cart, but not whether she'd snagged a dummy yet or not. Had she made the wrong call trying to interfere with Risaka instead of holding her ground and stopping Rimma? She didn't think so, she could barely see at that point. She'd have to try to do something about that once the time out was ended. But how should she do that? If she hit Rimma with her quirk, she'd be driving the girl's body temperature so low that it could be dangerous. The frantic, anxious questions went silent as the air around her did anything but. Geist called game on, explosions tore through the air above them to herald the descent of their replacement player, and a final, powerful windup made it abundantly clear that if Rimma didn't abandon ship, and do it NOW, she was going to be ground zero for that detonation. Throwing out her arm- whose darkened veins had cleared with rest, and whose violent bruises were hidden behind the dark sleeves on her limbs, thankfully- she sent a thick blast of black fire rushing towards Rimma along the ground, hoping to drive Rimma away from the cart empty-handed before she got blown to smithereens! Arisu bolted the moment she let loose the warning shot at Rimma's feet from beneath the cart. Spotting Typhoon on approach and Farrah lagging behind the cart, she howled their way- "We can still save them! Help me get them back!" She pounded her feet against the dirt underfoot as she made for the point where the mannequins lay, black coils of Antipyre spinning up around her fists as she closed the distance as fast as she could. Anyone approaching the dummies besides her allies was going to have to wade through a torrent of exhausting flame to set a hand on the civilians she was protecting- she had no intention of letting anyone, friend or otherwise, waltz off with some"one" under her personal guard. Provided she made it there before anything interrupted or anyone else claimed them, she had every intention to start dragging them, alone or with help, back towards the cart. Once she made it back to the cart, with or without the dummies in tow, Arisu turned towards the others and cleared her throat as they moved into the next zone. "You did a really good job cutting Angel off mid-flight, Typhoon. Super great job, and Pop Poet, if Super Slugger hadn't wrecked your shot, I bet you might have knocked Angel out of the air. And don't get me started on the fireworks on the way down!" This was directed at Jaz, whose hero name she didn't know. "Alright, we win if they don't get more than five captives- tie break is if they get five, six is game over. I dunno if you've been watching, miss," she said to Jaz, "But I'm Firewall, that's Typhoon Dragon, and Pop Poet's coming up now. Let us know what to call you? As for toolkits, I've got exhausting flames that don't hurt anything alive, Typhoon's got jumps for days, and Pop Poet's got literal speech bubbles that she can pack almost concussive volume into, and we all saw what you can do." Arisu's eyes scanned their surroundings as she spoke, very much on guard despite her speaking. "Other team has a flyer who can shoot her feathers- we've seen her fly carrying two mannequins already, though not very fast- an athlete all-star with a backwards super-kangaroo pouch on his back, the little snowdevil you chased off when you landed, and a color vampire who put our strongest player entirely out of commission all by herself. She -should- be running on fumes for this segment, but she'll be at full strength for round three either way, minus whatever exhaustion I've left her dealing with. Next segment's much more claustrophobic but still open from the air. We'll need to watch our left flank basically the whole time, there's ways to get above and around there, and the path's midpoint runs us right past their capture point- that's probably our most dangerous spot. If they get a hold of a captive there, we probably won't have time to get it back." Arisu looked between the others, then grinned from behind teeth that wanted to grit in pain. Her arms hurt- badly. "If we can hold them off in section two, and do as well as we did here in section three, we win. We can do this. I think the rest of us need to run interference to minimize the amount of effort our dynamite new player has to put out before round three- we're gonna need her to be able to stand up to Risaka, unless she's way more burned out than I saw."
She glanced at Jaz and grimaced faintly, offering an apology. "I know you probably know a lot about Kirk and Risaka, but I didn't want to waste time if you didn't. I'm sorry if I'm preaching to the choir, and if you have any better ideas than I had, please- let'em rip, we're already stepping back into the fire." As she spoke, black flames curled into being around her hands and settled, locked and loaded in case anyone came at them. "Eyes forward and behind us- there's approaches on both sides going forwards and a roundabout on the right that comes out on our heels." TAGS: WORD COUNT: 1873 TEMPLATE BY ELIZA @ BOTE & THQ
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Post by Deleted on Jan 29, 2019 23:41:57 GMT -4
Discretion Is The Better Part Of Valor After laying down her snow veil centered on the cart, and dropping down off of Super Slugger's back, 'Flurry' found herself in the difficult position of trying to sneak through a cloud of snow without chattering her teeth off. The start to her headache was just a bit worse, and being surrounded by cold in only the school tracksuit made her involuntarily bring her hands up to clutch at her arms in a vain effort to keep warm. At the same time, she was trying to keep her ears open for anything immediately relevant to her.
Super Slugger cut Firewall off mid-speech before running off yelling about a girl on the roof - and she felt a flash of concern for their winged teammate. With the timing of Firewall's volley of black flames, and ducking out of the way to protect herself as advised, she hadn't been able to lay down a snow veil for Angel when she made her dive towards the cart. With Super Slugger already on his way to help her with whatever the problem was, though, they would probably be fine.
Putting that out of mind, she focused on hurrying through the cloud of snow up to the cart. Crouching down low in an effort to ensure nobody saw her even with her cloud of snow obscuring the area, she brought herself right alongside the cart as it slowly trundled along. Suppressing a shiver, the red-head pulled her hands away from her arms to reach up and grab one of the mannequin's from the cart - idly thankful that the cart moving so slowly meant she could actually keep it obscured for a few seconds without it speeding out of the radius of her snow veil.
Just before her fingers made contact with one of the dummy civilians, their teacher's voice roared out over the area and the cart came to a halt. Nearly stumbling as she came to a stop herself, brow furrowing and cheeks puffing out in frustration, her annoyance was quickly replaced by shock and worry at the mention of why: Alex being unable to continue. Her most immediate thought was that Risaka had seriously hurt him, either on purpose or on accident... and scary as the grayscale girl could be, she wanted to give her the benefit of the doubt and assume the latter.
So, 'Flurry' stayed put crouched down beside the cart mid-reach as her cloud of snow dissipated around her. She wasn't sure precisely when the announcement to resume would come, but she wanted to be ready to go once it did. While she could have used the break as an opportunity to glance around and gather information on where everyone else was at present - that struck her as unfair given she normally wouldn't have had the time to do so.
Instead, she focused on planning her retreat route - with or without a dummy - and hoping none of them noticed her. Or if they did notice her, she hoped her teammates would still be considered a larger priority. She caught a glance of Firewall looking her way, and she flashed the other girl a sheepish smile over the rim of the cart.
So much for not being noticed, but the small chance to stop using her Quirk and rest did have one benefit. The growing headache from using her Quirk so rapidly had started to die down, and in her book she would much rather her attempt at stealth be compromised if it meant she didn't have to deal with full on migraines for a little longer. It wasn't too long, however, before the game was just as suddenly called back on and the Russian girl snapped her hands out in an attempt to grab one of the mannequin's as the cart started to move again.
Only to near immediately snap her head upwards at the explosive roaring from above. The replacement that had been mentioned, a blonde girl, was rocketing down at her and the cart! For a moment, 'Flurry' was just 'Rimma' and locking up in a mix of shock and fear as she stared at the new arrival hurling an explosion down at her with wide gray-blue eyes.
Black fire rushing towards her caught her attention out of the corner of her eye, and the red-head snapped out of it. Cheeks puffed out and unleashed another obscuring snow veil on top of the cart. As she did, she abandoned all attempts at grabbing one of the dummy civilian's and threw herself into a sprint away from both the black flames and ground zero.
She wasn't the fastest by any means, but the way Arisu - or rather, Firewall - was spraying them along the ground to drive her away left her with enough time and distance to keep just barely out of their reach. The same could not be said of the explosion that followed, as the red-head cleared the immediate point of impact only for the wave of force to lift the light and short girl off her feet and send her tumbling across the ground. Tucking her arms up around her head, she rolled along in a small cloud of dust before finally coming to a stop in a tangle of red hair.
For a moment she was still as the dull, aching pain of nearly being hit by an explosion started to fade. She was definitely going to have some bruises later, but as she picked herself up it was fairly clear she hadn't been seriously hurt at all. Warily on the defensive, she puffed her cheeks out again incase she needed to make an escape from subsequent attacks - and if she was, she would lay down another snow veil to try and buy herself time to run away.
Regardless of if any mannequins had been recovered by the others or not, and regardless of if she was attacked or not, 'Flurry' would fall back towards her teammates in an effort to try and regroup. Something she hoped her allies realized needed done as well, instead of just trying to assault the cart on their own again. Covered in dirt and a few scuff marks on her pale face, she raised a hand up to try and catch her teammates attention as she jogged over and called out.
"We should regroup further ahead and come up with another plan, and give anyone who needs it a chance to rest!" With that simple idea proposed, Rimma would hear out any plans her teammates had to offer and follow along if they did indeed decide to regroup in the second zone. If not, she would give a frustrated furrow of her brow and puff out her cheeks in annoyance - but concede and attempt to cooperate with her teammates anyways.
Word Count: 1,129 -Rimma ends up right at the cart when the call to pause happens. -Rimma obediently waits, letting her cloud of snow dissipate and trying to keep hidden behind the cart. -Rimma gives Arisu a sheepish smile on being noticed during the down time. -Rimma rests up a bit in the meantime, ready to snatch and run the moment the game resumes. -Rimma starts to make a grab for a mannequin, but Jasmine's arrival catches her by surprise. -Rimma locks up in fear, but Arisu's attempt at warding her away from the blast zone succeeds and snaps her out of it. -Rimma abandons her attempt at getting one of the dummy civilians, and instead goes running as fast as she can. -Rimma manages to avoid Arisu's black fire thanks to how she was spraying it, and clears the immediate blast zone. -Rimma gets sent flying by the shockwave, though, and goes tumbling and gets a decent amount of scuffs and bruises in the process. -Rimma picks herself up ready to unleash another snow veil if blue team keeps attacking her, and attempts to regroup with red team. -Rimma suggests Red Team hurry into the next zone to plan out their next attack approach, and for anyone who needs it to rest.
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Post by Kirk Bluster on Jan 31, 2019 12:21:05 GMT -4
Whilst Kirk was trying to catch his breath the best he could, he could hear Risaka shouting angrily in the distance at Angel... She was still in bad mood it seemed, but atleast it sounded like the mannequins WERE being handled... Man he was heating up. He wiped his forearm against his forehead. Admittedly, he had taken a direct hit from those flames, but in that case, he should have had all these burn wounds about him. In this case he was just feeling a bit chilly, whilst his body was going wild in trying to combat it. Or was it just his body whinging about it? He started slapping the sides of his face. "Come on, dude! Your body is a temple, it shouldn't be this flimsy!" The sudden announcement caught his attention... and his eyes widened. "Holy HECK!" Risaka had beaten Alex THAT bad?! He couldn't help but wonder if he was alright... Although, he used the fact, that Risaka was on his side as a source of encouragement: Atleast he wouldn't be getting beat up that horribly! Even the minor thought about him fighting Risaka one on one had him shuddering a little bit more. Although, just the idea of a replacement had him curious: Someone at the strength of Alex? Maybe it was Darren! Nah, him needing to beat up his bro would be pretty bad... Yumi? Man, with her shocks, and him like this he wouldn't be able to handle this much longer... However, he could hear a helicopter coming down towards em... "Eh?" And then there were booms... A lot of bangs and explosions. For a moment Kirk realized what it meant when he was called "too loud"... and then there was an even LOUDER bang which seemed like it was coming towards him and the wall he was hiding behind! "AUGH!" He squatted down, opening his pouch to block whatever was coming in his direction... and when that was over, he heard a shout of "CATCH THIS!" "HOOO!" He dove forwards, to avoid attacks coming from the direction of the sound, cover his head for a brief moment... only to lift his head soon, as nothing came his way. "Eh?" The only thing he saw, was Risaka bouncing over to the dropoff point to get some civilians to safety... He rolled onto his back, and used his pouch to push himself back into a standing position, while red as a beet and smacking his fingers to his forehead. "E-EVERYTHING'S CLEAR!" Totally planned, totally planned...
However, he could hear Rimma sounding a retreat. The word 'rest' especially seemed like a tantalizingly good idea right now. "You heard the dudette, Ris! Let's go!" He shouted, running out of his hiding place, and following Rimma... albeit with way less spring in his step than before their attack. He proceeded to do the one thing he assumed would work decently, as he flexed the muscles in his pouch, making it pretty much like this huge shield on his back, to block any attacks trying to catch him or Rimma off guard whilst they were running... RETREATING!"2... Out of 5... I would say that's uh... that's pretty good, right!?" It could be heard that he wasn't exactly alright when it came to energy... "I promise I'll do better after I've rested... I promise!" Summary:
-second turn of exhaustion debuff. -Rests a little bit during the break and catches his breath. -Kirk proceeds to do ABSOLUTELY NOTHING While lots of things are happening around him... -Is distracted by Farrahs bubble to waste time and energy... Naturally embarrassed about it. -Hears Rimma commanding them to retreat and is happy to answer, telling Risaka about it. -Runs out of his hidey hole, and puffs up his pouch to block any attacks coming from behind them. -...Still not exactly in the best of conditions.
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Post by Angel Surami on Jan 31, 2019 14:56:56 GMT -4
| T hings were truly beginning to heat up and quite literally! Angel had managed to block and deflect Feng's first assault and also managed to rush down to try and catch the civilians she had tossed up before they hit the ground, this was when things began to go sideways as Risaka used her emence speed to snatch up the civilians and take off with them which Angel was happy about,but this left Angel both distracted and open to what came next! As Angel kept her arm outstretched she saw Feng out of the corner of her eye rushing fist first toward her,and unable to block in time felt the young martial artist's fist collided with her stomach both knocking the wind out of her and sending her flying back. "Oof!"As Angel was sent flying she did her best to curl her body despite the pain in her stomach and used the weight of her wings to help her spin back to where her feet was facing the ground,but despite her feet skidding against the dirt she was unable to keep standing and ended up falling to her hands and knees while a coughing and wheezing fit began. Once a few minutes went by Angel was able to get herself back on her feet just in time to hear Mr.Giest's voice ring out saying that Alex had been removed due to injuries and that a substitute was on their way. What Angel saw next made her heart seize with panic as familiar explosions and blonde hair rocketed down toward the grounds and toward the cart where Rimma had been heading and then the massive boom went off causing Angel to quickly cover her torso and face with her wings out of habit. "Holy shit! Flurry!"Once the shock wave had passed Angel quickly took to the sky and began to fly at top speed toward the cart,but as she got closer she saw Rimma and Kirk both retreating toward Zone 2 and so without fully hearing what Rimma said aside from her plan to retreat Angel quickly corrected her course and quickly flew over to her team mates and made sure she flew just above them so that she didn't have to talk loud as her quick thinking mind quickly came up with a plan B that would hopefully keep Jasmine distracted,Feng to blind to attack correctly and Arisu too blind to aim so that Angel and crew could grab the rest of the civilians. It was a major gamble,but with Jasmine now against them they weren't going to win with a direct assault. Angel quickly looked down at Rimma and tapped her shoulder gently. "Flurry! Slugger! I have a back up plan. There is no way that we are gonna be able to get past both Jasmine and Sue to get the rest of the civilians unless we get creative. If you're feeling up to Flurry I could pick you up in a manner to where you're facing the ground and if you think you can you can lay down a snowy fog around the cart while I fly close to the ground. This is will mean I won't be able to use my arms to defend us,but I can lay down a feather cover fire if needed. Slugger this is where you and Ms.Gray come in! Ms.Gray is the only one of us strong enough to stand toe to toe with Jasmine if needed and you seem able to at least take a couple blasts from Sue's quirk. I was thinking you two would use the fog and feather combo distraction to rush in,grab the 3 remaining civilians and rush out."Angel looked down at her two team mates and then back at Risaka doing her best to look confident in her plan like she was confident in her team's abilities,but honestly her idea well was beginning to run dry. "I know it's a do or die type of plan,but it's honestly all I've got left. What do you three think?"Things Angel did: 1: Get knocked back by Feng 2:Manage to get in time to hear her teacher's announcement and see Jasmine's dramatic entrance. 3:Attempt to rush to the cart to help Rimma only to hear her and Kirk call for a retreat and so she joins them in heading for zone 2. 4:relay one final plan to her team of causing a fog and feather distraction to keep the enemy team's 3 power houses distracted so Kirk and Risaka could finish the game by collected the last 3 civilians. |
credit to nat of adoxography.
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Post by Risaka Reinacht on Jan 31, 2019 17:23:38 GMT -4
RISAKA REINACHTU.A Student / Miss Gray
''Everyday I ask myself if I even should bother'' words 862• tagged @ • notes | At this rate they'd be done with this match sooner than she anticipated. She hoped that one of her fellow teamates had gotten one or two civilians, because right now Risaka held both in her arms. But during her incredibly fast dash and long slide on the ground she didn't notice she got a half a second worth of flames burst at her back. Since she can't physically feel the flames she could only notice her quick decrease of stamina. 'Not in a time like this! I can hold my quirk longer if it wasn't for those damn flames!' Thinking to herself she simply had to accept the fact that her quirk would run out way too soon. She felt it in her legs when she was about to make the last dash into the house, her muscles trembled and required that rest, but she still held the colours in her body with all of her might, gritting her teeth she didn't try to make a perfect sprint for the house, but rather a daring desperate long forwarded jump halfway to it, not as fast as she could, but the colours on her body visibly was falling off like water droplets. The second before she could feel her quirk crumble down she kicked one last time forward, making her body into a collision wreck.
''Dammit! I could've held it longer!''
She angrily told to herself in the air. She let go of both of the mannequins to not make them collide with her inside the house, a rough landing for both but inside the house nonetheless, but the real issue was Risaka's own landing. It wasn't pretty, she had zero control of how she'd want her body to collide against the house interior. Her back crashed against a large mass of broken wood with various crates in the way, the speed she had managed to gather up from her last use of her quirk was strong enough to bury herself inside a small wreck of planks and iron pipes from the house. The noise was loud that easily reached outside. All of this made Risaka unable to know that Alex was out of commission, and that a newcomer as on the field. Her left leg was sticking out from the wreck, and the colour she possessed slid of her body as if it was water and fading into the ground. A few silent pained grunts was heard from the pile of wood, but she felt quite incapable of moving a whole lot, as much she wanted to get out of this awkward position.
''T-this really grinds my back- ow ow... fuck...'' Casually talking to herself a bit she tried to look around of what she created, was the mannequins nearby of her? She was unable to see them! But she was very certain both was inside, although with a rough entrance. That was until she suddenly heard the two words that made Risaka internally panic. ''I'm in? Aw god dammit why! Shitshitshit!'' She desperately tried to get out of the pile, but she was way too exhausted at the moment, she had to regain her breath. That black flame girl quickly became a first target for the monochrome girl. ''I'll get back at her.... but for now, LET ME OUT OF HERE!'' She struggled more and groaned, who knew who just go inside the building, all that effort she did to get those to mannequins just taken from her? As much she wanted to get out she simply was unable to, sighing out in defeat, however, she did not hear any footsteps. Raising an eyebrow she felt unsure of the current situation. Also, was there an explosion just now? She felt a shake in the ground but at first she thought it was her own landing. Hearing the people outside sounded alot like they were still at it. She heard Flurry's voice, retreat? Risaka would've loved to do that right now, but she was in quite the pickle.
After a couple of seconds she simply just laid there unamused with her stare up to the roof. She thought to herself how she'd untangle her body from the wreck. Often times she'd jsut activate her quirk, but it wasn't very often for her to use her quirk that much. Maybe if she began to remove the smaller parts first. It was time for Risaka to use her mind to solve this. Sharpening her focus she began to remove one plank from the wreck with her free arm after another, eventually it made enough room for her to grab one of the pipes laying right at her. With that she finally had both of her arms free. ''Ugh, I spend way too much time on this! The next zone is opening soon!'' Growling in frustration she picked the pace up to get herself more and more free. She didn't have the time to get out of the house to hear from the rest, she was afterall extremely tired, she needed long rest. ''They better be able to do stuff without me, or else I will be pissed... I can't do everything for them, god...''
-Risaka didn't notice the black flames coming at her back, the second she used to ready her position was the affected timeframes.
-She gets a hold on both mannequins, but noticing her exhaustion level being way too high. So in desperate measure she spends her last rough energy on getting inside the house, resulting a heavy crash for her.
-Both mannequins are inside, unguarded and near the pile of wreck she is in.
-Has used 4 posts of quirk, next round will start the cooldown.
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Post by Epsilon on Jan 31, 2019 18:11:51 GMT -4
THE NEXT ZONE HAS OPENED! The payload will now move onto Zone B. The gates to Zone B will not close until everyone is in Zone B. However, Zone A's extraction point is now inactive and mannequins must now be taken to Zone B's extraction point.
Red Team have secured 2 mannequins
Blue Team have 8 mannequins remaining
4 posting rounds remain until we reach Zone C.
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Post by Jasmine Noir on Feb 1, 2019 18:34:56 GMT -4
In retrospect, she probably could've eased off a little on her grand entrance. But then again Jasmine Noir never really was one to give a shit about collateral. As soon as Jasmine unleashed one hell of a fucking firestorm, she used the backwards momentum from the blast to ease into the recoil, using the aerial 'bump' from it to dart a little ways backwards. Her feet drug along the ground for a mere few moments before her back finally touched the payload, a small grin on her face as she fixed the blue band Geist had given her on her left bicep, "Sup?" She asked the redhead who had approached her, well aware that this person was one of her teammates, "You know what they say about entrances... they're more important than an exit strategy," she said, giving the girl a short wink. And while the words might've come across as a joke, the power behind her attack was very deliberate. It was a type of warning, serving the purpose of letting the red team know that Jasmine wouldn't be making the next sequence easy for them. Then another one of her teammates had approached her. Arisu, as far as she recalled. Information began pouring left and right: descriptions, instructions, plans, you name it. Jasmine simply nodded, letting the girl speak. She was only a stand-in and here to provide some very robust support. Innately, though, Jasmine had set herself one and only objective - Risaka. She grinned at the thought. Her coffee loving arts club peer was someone Jasmine was curious to learn more about - the two of them hadn't been in a combat scenario before, and while Jasmine didn't speak of it, she wanted to gouge the strength of her club member. It might have been some kind of motherly instinct, the lioness looking after her cubs... but don't catch her hearing you say that. She'd thwack you with her sneaker. "Ember," the blonde Ace of 1A stated through a short nod as she lifted an open palm up, miniature cracks sizzling in between her fingers. "Quirk's called Ember's Wrath - real original, I know. I'll save the science-y shit for later. Suffice it to say I can make your house explode just by pointing my hand at it. Ask Jaeger if you don't believe me, his place was the first one to go." "I agree. Listen, not to be a dick or seem full of myself, but frankly I don't see any of you being able to fend off Risa. As soon as she comes out of her hidey-hole, consider her dealt with. Until then, though, I suggest we use the time out to go on the offensive. Thin their numbers so they don't have any proper way to attack when it's a three versus three between you guys, so..." she glanced over her shoulder, smirking when she saw the other team congregating. A crimson eye glanced back at her team, "Listen... I'm bad with teamwork, and the fact that my quirk makes shit blow up at an extent I sometimes can't fully control... I'll go in and try to scatter them. Assist me at your own risk, but remember - we need at least one person guarding the payload." With that being said, sparks began crackling at her feet, "Trust me, they won't expect this," and, with that being said, an explosion launched Jasmine into the air. Flipping, she expunged several other blasts, redirecting herself straight towards Angel at great speeds. This... this was something she hadn't yet had the opportunity to try out, but by God did she want to give it a shot. And, honestly? What better time than a live combat simulation, right? As Jasmine was rocketing along the air, explosions from her feet and arms turning her into something of a rocket enclosing on her winged peer, she collected a large amount of C2N14x at the tip of her right foot. A mad grin spread cross her face. As soon as she was within striking distance, she did two things. First, she used an explosion to bounce herself upwards. In sports this would be considered something of a fake. Then, at the last split second, another explosion gave her momentum that blasted her downwards... right on top of Angel's head as she wound up a spinning roundhouse kick in an attempt to slam her right into the ground... hard. -Jasmine landed next to the payload, shared some introductions -Talked with her teammates, agreed to take on Risaka when she finally shows herself -Advised that it's best that they go on the offensive while they had numbers on their side for the moment -Attacked Angel in the air -Description of the attack: she went straight at Angel, bounce upwards when she was close to her in what could be considered a 'fake' that may or may not catch Angel off guard, then bounced again directly at Angel, aiming a spinning, downwards spiraling roundhouse kick to the top of her head
If you're wondering what 'bounced' means, it's when Jasmine uses an explosion to redirect her trajectory. Too fuckin' lazy to explain it fully in a TL;DR, apologies.
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