236 Posts
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19 Years
Female
"Blue Blitz"
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Post by Elena Strike on Aug 24, 2019 21:39:29 GMT -4
- IN GENERAL, POOR is POLITE AND RICH is RUDE -
Some part of Elena's brain was running high enough on adrenaline to think, if only for a second, that this was somehow not the worst back massage she'd ever gotten. Then the rest of her brain caught up with her nerves and the feeling of Chum's arms squeezing as much of the life out of her as he could hit her. It was not a good feeling. Obviously. Yet it was still somehow not the worst massage she'd ever known--drunk people never made good life choices, she'd learned a few years back.But she could reminisce those horrible memories when her back wasn't breaking. A sound between a scream and the cracking of flames escaped where her mouth should be among the flames. As hot as Elena burned and as lithe as she was, she was not shapeless, and still had bones in her body to snap and pop out of place. People just usually didn't try to bear-hug a person made of fire. At least Chum was experiencing the reason why people didn't do such a thing with his whole body. Elena should have been used to the smell of burning skin at some point but it still triggered the part of her brain that said "BAD THING IS HAPPENING". It was still better than burning hair. Wow, keeping a steady train of thought in this much pain was hard. Her fingers stayed dug into the fleshy, melting core of Chum's eye, despite the pain. It may have even made her hold tighter from pain. She saw flashes of steel as Asura drove his blades against the sides of Chum's big, stupid head, but couldn't quite get her arms to do something to help with that. She was using all her mental and physical strength just to keep from letting go or going limp from pain. Maybe if she--Elena suddenly could breathe. If not perfectly, then just a slight amount more. Her eyes flicked down to where Asura's arms had pushed themselves inside Chum's grip on her spine, and though there was still some struggle, the pain wasn't as crushing as it was seconds ago. Her head was still spinning somewhat. Goddammit, though, if she was going to stop because of a little pain, or pain relief, she would be one shitty vigilante. Turning her arms outward Elena's hands twisted in Chum's eye socket so that her fingers were holding the damn thing like she were keeping it open. With as much power as she could muster, with as much heat as she could bring to her hands, she began to pull at the scales and flesh around his eye, like she were ripping it open.She would crack and fry this cocksucker like the egg his head resembled.
--[TL;DR: Elena takes spinal damage. Elena tries to pull at the cracks forming on Chum's scales from the heat, possibly ripping his eye in the process.]Quirk: Flame Body - E - Burn Attack (E), Self-Regeneration (E), Flame Resistant
Combat Abilities:
- Blunt Force Trauma (Weaponry - Bats/Pipes/Blunt Objects) - F
- Heat Rises (Agility - Can jump higher and leap farther) - F
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Old Years
Male
"Gran Torino"
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Post by Jar Star Assistant. on Aug 26, 2019 14:55:50 GMT -4
The slashing blow of the spiked appendage vigilante scraped hard against the beastly charred suited man. Small chunks of armored flesh shot off here and there scraped away with the hard strong bashing and edge of the claw like appendages. His mind jarred but already so numbed by the flame even as it caused damaged he was almost not even aware just how damaged he'd been. The burning sensation numbing most the pain as the blunt and edge force did severe damage. Snarling though as this happened pouring most of his focus upon the woman before him. His anger swelling and his body with a great deal of adrenaline pumping through his beastly veins perhaps one of the few factors actually keeping him moving at this point in the deadly altercation.
He snarled taking the brunt of the sharp claws baring down on him that encouraged his grasp to only hold tighter as the burning fingers and harsh spinning attacks tore scales and armor from his face slowly revealing the contorted flesh bellow. The burning flames at this point having made his entire body glow as if he was a heated piece of metal fresh from the furnace. Ready to be molded by some smith as his scales glowed such a bright orange as one might see from the rising son in the wee hours of the mornings.
The poking and prying would bring about his eventual downfall but not before a deadly encounter. As his eye the one shown in this strange form was claws and burned. The scales of his frame chipping away and the armor seeming unstable of his head as he clung to the visage flame within his grasp in embrace. The eye so bright as in haste and reckless fashion fired again. Firing right for her fire frame face and her own eye and the side of her face in some form of vengeance perhaps. The beam as it fired causing several large chunks of his armored flesh to rip away from his face in a explosion of painful shrapnel. While causing him to began to pass out and great pain. Not only was the burning beam flying towards Elena but hot chunks of super heated metal like scales. The burning beam burning much larger hen before and severely unstable in shape.
But once it ran its course and the light faded his arms would weaken and he'd fall to his knees if she released him as well he'd remain on his knees briefly as the smoke and burning scales would slowly fade before he'd then fall forward flat on his face upon the ground of the messy place that taken too. His eye burned and seared over lightly as he took normal form again. Only one of his eyes his other somewhat fine but the one from what she'd done to him in that other form leaving a puss dripping disgusting burned blistery splotch of where his one eye had been prior.
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-Clawed severely by Kou and lost a few bits of scale armor from his head and other places stabbed at.
-Eye is severely burned and more bits of scales removed from Elena's barrage of flame and gouging in her attacks.
-In adrenaline fueled bear hug he fires a final blast that causes part of his scaled face to explode off his face and fly at Elena.
-Heated shrapnel made from super heated scales flying at Elena and a unstable larger then before beam towards the side of her face and her own eye in aiming.
-After attack regardless of outcome Chum loses consciousness.
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Post by Nakamura Kou on Sept 8, 2019 11:36:50 GMT -4
If one wasn’t enough, try two. If two wasn’t enough, 4! Smashing the side of Chumley’s head had helped, but his grip was as tight… No, tighter than ever. And that ominous glow only served to suggest that things would get worse before they got better… If there was one consolation, it was that Chum’s entire focus was on the woman in his arms… Leaving Kou free reign. Or some semblance thereof. “I refuse…” He snarled, pushing his entire weight into his attempt to free his partner. “To believe…” He pushed another two into the gap. “That I am weaker…” Another two arms forced their way in, straining against the monster’s brute force. “Than you!!!”
The last two arms, injured as they were, forced their way between the beauty and the beast. Ignoring the pain and operating on pure adrenaline, Kou struggled- He refused! He was not… Going to fail, after coming so far! “Blue! Come on!” He roared. “Who’s the one who told me… not to kill him! He’s not worth… Your life!” If she continued to attack… She would probably kill him, but she would never survive it. “He’s already done for! All you need… Is to break out!” Really, What was he doing. Wasn’t killing this monster what he had came here for? And yet now, here he was, telling someone else to let him live… He almost wanted to scoff, but he had no breath to do so with… Everything he had, was being poured into his quirk- The eight Asura lances, which struggled to save his temporary ally.
And in the end, whether he succeeded or not… He couldn’t quite tell. The monster’s face exploded with light, obscuring his view… Had he made it in time, or had he not? He couldn’t tell… All he could tell, was that the lances he had been using to free her, were well within the blast’s range… Searing them from the outside in, even as the carapace was battered by shrapnel-like scales. He stumbled backwards, nearly falling to the floor, even as their foe slumped into unconsciousness. Breathing deeply, he stood over the fallen monster, unsteady on his feet. He stumbled once, catching himself on an injured Piercer and wincing at the pain. Another wavered unsteadily, over the fallen corpse. It would be so easy now, to take his life. Just one cut… There was no more armor, and even Blue seemed to have given up on sparing him. The Piercer fell, driving several inches into the concrete beneath Chumley’s body.
Well, just call it that he was too tired, and missed. Kou finally released the scoff which he had been holding in. He really was going soft, wasn’t he. “Hey, Blue, you still alive?” He called weakly. Really, he’d like to sound more concerned… But the truth was, the lance sticking into the ground was all that kept him upright at the moment. “Cuz if not, I’m not paying for the funeral.” And if she was, they’d best get her to a doctor, stat. Not to mention himself. “I know a guy… Trust him with my life. If you trust me… I’ll call him. Have him pick us up. Get us to a doctor who doesn’t ask questions…”
Well, if she didn’t agree… That was all there was to it. Unlike a certain gut-wrenching student, Kou wasn’t about to insist.
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236 Posts
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19 Years
Female
"Blue Blitz"
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Post by Elena Strike on Sept 9, 2019 19:22:42 GMT -4
- IN GENERAL, POOR is POLITE AND RICH is RUDE -
Had it stopped?
Everything happened all at once and her eyes and brain couldn't keep up with it. One second she was still digging her fingers in the eye-socket of Chum, the next she was blinded by a light brighter than anything she could remember ever seeing. It hurt. Then the hurting stopped and she was on the ground, burning body cooling against the concrete and soot beneath her. When had that happened. Did they win? What parts of her were hurting? Everything was kind of ache-ey, like she was hungover...
Oh, no, there it was. Her fingers, and parts of her body, were hurting a whole lot. From her place on the earth Elena rolled onto her back. Her flames were dimmer than before. She moved an arm to slowly pressed her hands against whe--
She'd had more than two fingers on that hand when she last saw it.
"...ow," she exhaled, and it hurt. Okay. Damages. Lost a thumb, pointer, and middle finger on the right hand. There were shards of something hard jetting out of her chest; the largest right in the solar-plexus, a couple smaller shards sticking out of where her ribs would be, one half-way into her shoulder and half in the air. She raised her let hand, and saw her pointer finger and middle fingers were gone there, too. The digits that had been right in Chum's eye when the laser went off were just gone. At least in this form there wasn't any blood...on her. If they had survive the incineration then the severed fingers would be somewhere around here, once again made of skin.
Elena turned her head. No. Didn't look like they were anywhere. Odds were they'd been reduced to ash. How ironic for her to get this fucked up because of...well...
Oh, Asura.
Elena drew in a breath, as deep as her injuries allowed, and looked up at him. "...I'm no muriendo. Nothing fatal...I think? I think I'd know. I can heal. Menos I might be in shock." She looked down (up?) at her hands again and her simply nonexistent fingers. "This is going to make texting a puto dolor for the next couple of weeks."Rather than try to do something stupid like sit up, Elena drew in another breath and met Kou's eyes. "I...I've got to cool off. Use my energy to heal. But my clothes burned up. Mind being a--" Ooh, ow, something was scraping against her rib bones, that wasn't good. "Nngh--gentleman...for a second...and prestar me your coat...?" "...then, yeah...a doctor sounds good. I can sanar--heal, that means 'heal'--but...should let a professional pull out the bits...creo que me rompí una costilla..."
--[TL;DR: Ouch.]Quirk: Flame Body - E - Burn Attack (E), Self-Regeneration (E), Flame Resistant
Combat Abilities:
- Blunt Force Trauma (Weaponry - Bats/Pipes/Blunt Objects) - F
- Heat Rises (Agility - Can jump higher and leap farther) - F
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Post by Nakamura Kou on Sept 13, 2019 13:02:05 GMT -4
A labored response proved she was still alive. While he would probably never admit to it, Kou let out a sigh of relief. At least until he saw the extent of her injuries- Even the respect of basic decency would make them hard to miss. Her raised hand made the missing fingers obvious- And it was hard to miss the scales deeply embedded around her body. It seemed that they hadn’t transformed back when Chumley had- Although, perhaps that was for the best. The only thing worse than shards of him embedded in her, would be if those shards were chunks of his skin and flesh… Okay, that was a thought he didn’t need to have.
Holding back his revulsion at the image that crossed his mind, the actor shrugged off his coat- Only pausing to pull a phone out of it’s pocket- And threw the garment over the naked body. No sense in leaving it uncovered for long- Though at the fact that he didn’t have any reaction to it, he could only wryly grin at himself. He already knew he was broken, and had long since accepted that fact. Nobody who wasn’t broken a little would do something as insane as vigilanteism. “Right. I’ll take your word for it- Man, I’d kill for a quirk that could regenerate lost fingers right about now.” He glances at his own injuries, the carapace on his signature Asura Piercers burned through to the muscle beneath. With the pressure gone, the relief took hold, perhaps leaving himself more high on endorphins than he would normally be. Certainly, he normally would never make such a slip as to mutter, “This won’t be good for me if it’s caught on film… Well, Sano will take care of it,” He determined with absolute faith. Speaking of whom…
With permission granted, Kou hit the first option on his speed dial list- It wasn’t even a phone call. More like an alert. He wouldn’t always be in a state where he could talk or text when he called for evacuation, after all. “There. Sano- That’s my guy, will be here soon. Don’t worry, he knows what he’s doing… Probably more than I do.” He added a self-deprecating joke. Really, without Sano… He’d have been dead a long time ago. With a grunt, he finally allowed himself to slump to the ground. “Next time… Do a little recon first. This time cut it close enough… Don’t bite off more than you can chew.” Advice probably wasn’t appreciated at the moment… But if he didn’t say it now, who knew when he’d get another chance.
Right on cue, a black car pulled up to the entrance of the alley. “That’s our ride. Chumley… Are we just gonna leave him here?” Not that bringing him would do much of anything at this point. Who knew if he’d even learned his lesson… “I won’t be there to help out if he comes for revenge. Wasn’t the point of calling me so that you wouldn’t lose your job? But it’s not safe to stay here so long as he’s still around, you know…” Kou pointed out. Though, by himself… He probably wouldn’t have been able to win. He hated to admit it, but it was true- All his strength had been fairly useless compared to Elena’s flames. All he was good for was a distraction- And for breaking that last hold. And even then, what good had it done?
But as he reflected, Sano stood before them. “Hoo-ee, you really outdid yourself this time, boy.” The man muttered while shaking his head. “And who’s this little lady? You don’t let just anyone touch your clothes.” It wasn’t necessarily wrong, but now was not the time to explain. “She’s with me.” Was the labored response, But Sano seemed to understand. “Can you move, miss? Or are we going to need to carry you?” The middle-aged man would direct to the vigilante on the ground. With regards to her apparent nakedness, he would ask no questions, nor expect any answers. ”And you, boy. If you’re going to get injured,” ”Do it somewhere the cameras won’t catch. I know, I know. But it’s a bit late for that now. Can we focus on how we’re going to fix it?”
Well, with that, the two-and-a-half vigilantes would somehow manage to load themselves into the getaway... sedan?
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236 Posts
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19 Years
Female
"Blue Blitz"
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Post by Elena Strike on Sept 14, 2019 21:59:23 GMT -4
- IN GENERAL, POOR is POLITE AND RICH is RUDE -
Elena had just enough mental capacity to exhaust her fires before the coat landed on her and would have been lit aflame, much like her own clothes had been. Huh, she had burnt her phone up pretty bad, too. How was she going to call Tetsuya? Should she call Tetsuya? She didn't really have anyone else to call who cared about her. She should fix that someday if she was going to keep doing suicidal stupid shit like this. At least Asura hadn't left her laying here, skin cooling and naked, on the pavement.
She pulled his coat around her figure as best she could with five total fingers and slowly started sitting up, wobbling, shifting the coat around so she could hold it in the front. Now that she was made of skin once more, the spaces on her hands where her fingers once were continued to glow like they were still made of flame, though no heat--more than she usually gave off, at least--came off of them. The places in her torso that still had shards of shell sticking out of them also had a blue light beneath them, like her body was trying to heal there, too, but couldn't. Still hurt like a bitch.
"I didn't think this through," Elena spoke slowly, the adrenaline crash and pain and cold hitting her hard, "I'm gonna...she's going to think I went to follar him. Or maybe that I called the cops...? Haah, I wonder if she'll fire me. Don't know which one for." She turned her head to look at the still breathing but very, very unconscious form of Chum. His eye was disgusting, but his face was still recognizable. Maybe...maybe..."Should we...should we call them, while he's still out? He'll get arrested for real, then. Probably. He has to have some sort of warrants. Él tiene que." Her brow knit tight on her forehead. If he wasn't arrested, he would be out loose, and he knew who she was and where she worked. Had she put everyone there in even more danger? What did she think was going to happen? That he'd just be scared off for good? Well, there was one thing. Her lips twitched into a smile that was in no way kind. "Weren't we going to castrate him? That should be enough to keep him away."
Another person came over whom she hadn't even noticed had arrived. She looked up and waved the hand that wasn't holding the coat closed, wiggling her three fingers. "Hi. I can walk to the car. Probably won't stay...awake too long after that, though. I don't bleed though, so your tapicería is fine." Elena pushed herself up onto her feet with enough effort that she felt even more lightheaded, but didn't fall. Still holding the coat tight around her she wobbled to the car and leaned on it as she waited for the door to be opened--opening a car with two fingers was not going to happen. Once that was done she slid inside, closed her eyes, and--Estará tan preocupado...
--fell unconscious.
--[TL;DR: She passed the fuck out, Jim.]Quirk: Flame Body - E - Burn Attack (E), Self-Regeneration (E), Flame Resistant
Combat Abilities:
- Blunt Force Trauma (Weaponry - Bats/Pipes/Blunt Objects) - F
- Heat Rises (Agility - Can jump higher and leap farther) - F
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27 Years
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"Quizzity"
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Post by quizzity on Sept 18, 2019 14:25:36 GMT -4
Heeeeeeey famalam, what a wild ride of a thread!  I'm here to grade it. Since this has 3+ people and appears completed, you get a sweet li'l bonus to your EXP today.  Perry hmu when you decide which account you want points disbursed to, I DM'ed ya. Here's the breakdown! Elena Strike 157 EXP Before Thread + 80 EXP Earned = 237 EXP Total Nakamura Kou 192 EXP Before Thread + 65 EXP Earned = 257 EXP Total Jar Star Assistant. earned 51 EXP !! I'll change this to proper arithmetic once you tell me which account you want this on. EDIT: Perry asked for the points to be distributed to Perry Possum with 170 EXP + the 51 EXP you earned, that brings Perry to 221 EXP! |
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I'm here to grade it. 
Perry hmu when you decide which account you want points disbursed to, I DM'ed ya.
