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Entry tags:
- !event,
- bleach: toshirou hitsugaya,
- fate/: rin tousaka,
- hetalia: feliks lukasiewicz,
- inazuma eleven: shindou takuto,
- kagerou project: takane enomoto,
- kid icarus: palutena,
- kingdom hearts: aqua,
- marvel: laura kinney (x-23),
- npc: kurt wagner,
- npc: sebastian shaw,
- original: alric caelegart,
- persona: kanji tatsumi,
- shiritsu horitsuba gakuen: yuui flourite,
- team fortress 2: the spy (female),
- teen titans: raven,
- tokyo esp: rinka urushiba,
- touhou project: flandre scarlet,
- touhou project: kaguya houraisan,
- touhou project: marisa kirisame,
- touhou project: miko toyosatomimi,
- touhou project: reimu hakurei (male),
- touhou project: rin "orin" kaenbyou,
- tsubasa reservoir chronicle: fai flourit,
- uchouten kazoku: satomi suzuki (benten),
- young justice: m'gann m'orzz
Hellfire Club: The Mission [CLOSED]
WHO: Nightcrawler and those selected for the mission.
WHAT: The Hellfire Club infiltration mission
WHERE: Manhattan
WHEN: Late evening
WARNING(S): Could get violent.
Team One was already on the ground, infiltrating the party. The rest waited in silence aboard the Blackbird, hovering in complete stealth mode high above the island. Back at the Institute, Professor X closely monitored the communications of the team, ready to give the signal when ready...
It was go time.
[[ OKAY HERE'S HOW IT'S GOING TO GO.
Top levels will be going up for each mission phase. Each phase will, OOCly, go on simultaneously so no one has to wait for another team to complete their task. Players have freedom to play as they like, but the mod characters in each team (Feliks, Shindou, Reimu) will most likely lead the action in the direction it's intended to go. The mod account will pop in for NPCing every now and again.
Have fun! ]]
WHAT: The Hellfire Club infiltration mission
WHERE: Manhattan
WHEN: Late evening
WARNING(S): Could get violent.
Team One was already on the ground, infiltrating the party. The rest waited in silence aboard the Blackbird, hovering in complete stealth mode high above the island. Back at the Institute, Professor X closely monitored the communications of the team, ready to give the signal when ready...
It was go time.
[[ OKAY HERE'S HOW IT'S GOING TO GO.
Top levels will be going up for each mission phase. Each phase will, OOCly, go on simultaneously so no one has to wait for another team to complete their task. Players have freedom to play as they like, but the mod characters in each team (Feliks, Shindou, Reimu) will most likely lead the action in the direction it's intended to go. The mod account will pop in for NPCing every now and again.
Have fun! ]]
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"Hey, better then tryin' ta just ta explain in exact terms which would take up the time better spent kickin' your ass and doin' our job here. Ya know, something more productive."
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Her wound healed rapidly as the adrenaline overwhelmed the insensate fog in her head, skin knitting back together, bruise reversing itself. She rolled her shoulder when she could again, to distract herself from the uncomfortable itching burn that went with such rapid regeneration.
"I wonder if there's a limit before the mosquito bursts," she said, near-growling--another distraction.
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"Can we try to tie him up somehow? He can't absorb anything if he can't move."
Easier said than done, but at least it was an idea.
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"...indeed. Inconvenient. If someone's got a trick to restrain Mister Shaw, I'm certainly open to options."
He glanced around the room quickly--if they didn't bring something with which to restrain Shaw, they'd have to improvise, so he has his eyes peeled for something suitable. Ideally some metal, something he could weld together on the fly to mock up a set of manacles, perhaps. Of course, getting them onto him would be a feat in itself, but better the second half of a plan alone than nothing.
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"They didn't even send the big names. Kannushi? You're a C-list bench warmer at best. If my records are correct, you were considered a failure back when the Sentinels crushed all of you in your little hole, right? Before Ms. Grey had to bail all of you out... This very incredibly unbalanced match-up is proving my point in the living moment. I couldn't ask for a better example."
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"You're right. I was a failure back then. I couldn't protect anyone and I returned to Japan in shame... But your records are out of date, Shaw. That was years ago." He slowly stood up, his face solid and seemingly unflinching in the face of what was, by all logic, an unbalanced match-up as Shaw had said. "And I can beat you. I know exactly how."
"Alric, Raven, Magus. Blast him with everything you've got. Don't hold back."
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"Watch out...Ya don't wanna be caught in this..."
She held out the 'Mini-Hakkero' and flicked a switch on the back, letting the heater turn on and boost what she was about to do. It took a moment of her concentrating, forming a ball of light and heat in front of it aiming it at Shaw, mumbling to herself softly. After the energy got to into the size of a beach ball, it suddenly shot forward, in laser form to hit hard and fast. It was going to be held as long as she could, saving enough energy to keep going afterwards. Hopefully this would work.
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Whatever the outcome, though, they could discuss the tactics in greater depth some other time. Alric nodded to Reimu and steeled himself as Marisa crossed to flank Shaw; violet light arced over his hands, then gathered into a ball over either palm, growing larger and brighter. When Marisa unleashes her attack, Alric hurls one ball forward, followed by the other, aiming them for Shaw's center of mass and tweaking their trajectories if he evades--if they strike, they explode with a burst of intense heat and force.
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This time, she stayed right where she was until Reimu asked her to move. She wasn't about to wade into that--and he seemed to have a better idea than pushing against the ceiling until it cracked.
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Again, again and again she blasted him, and some more times for good measure.
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"You must be joking? There's no limit to the amount I can absorb, you know. All this doing is making your Goliath larger, David, and you haven't got a damn slingshot, now do you?" Shaw chuckled. "What, do you think you're going to use one of those sealing barriers? All I needed was a single second of this, and I can crack through it like sugar glass, Kannushi. Surely you knew that, right?"
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"But you see, there are a few things going on here. First, with all that junk going on around you, I sincerely doubt you can see a damn thing that's going on. Second, I'm going to seal you anyways regardless of whether or not it will take you an insignificant amount time to break it. Third, did you notice when Reine here burst through YOUR barrier without having to try?"
Reimu gestured behind him at Flandre to be ready. He definitely had a plan.
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... But surely this utter failure, whom he was rather sure hardly had the wherewithal to be a strategist of any sort, was just bluffing and trying to get him to drop his guard? Hmph.
"If all you're going to do is make bubbles and then pop them, boy, I don't see how, precisely, that's going to do, well, anything."
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"What?"
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That wasn't one of them.
"What."
Wouldn't he vaporize himself that way? Wouldn't Shaw just throw more rocks at him?
-wouldn't Reimu have thought of that already?
So she shut her brain off, stepped forwards in a single long stride, grabbed the back of Reimu's uniform where the material was denser and her claws wouldn't sink through it into him--and lifted Reimu like a paper doll. Flandre wound her arm back carefully, but quickly--and pitched him forwards, right at Shaw.
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In complete brutal frankness?
It was a stupid plan.
There were astronomically small odds that it would succeed. Reimu could have easily completely misinterpreted how Shaw's powers worked. All in all, he'd only had a brief few moments to observe them. He was gambling not just with his own life, but those of the four individuals he had been trusted with. If this failed, they were all pretty much going to die.
It was a very stupid plan.
But that thought went through his head only briefly. Probably about mid perilous hurling. Reimu instantly through a barrier around himself, aiming a fist for where he imagined Shaw's face was behind all that massive plasma and whatnot. At the same time, of course, he did just as Shaw said he would, forming another "sealing" barrier around Shaw.
A duplex barrier, one on Reimu and the other on Shaw, being drawn to one another with explosive force. If nothing else, it was going to be quite a light show.
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If it failed and they survived she'd have a better idea of what to do and think but for now all she could do was hope that the stupid idea was the one that worked.
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Odds were Kannushi would not nearly be so fortunate if someone didn't immediately stop his momentum. He was a bit less sturdy than the Black King was, after all.
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She heard something shatter, felt the ground shudder under her feet, and dimly saw a darker shape flying back at her. It didn't look like Shaw--was it Reimu? She had less than a breath to decide, spreading her arms to either side to catch or bring her claws forwards-
-and then a Reimu-shaped projectile hit her in the torso with all the impact of a four-door sedan.
Her feet slid back, anchored by her claws--until too many of them cracked and broke. The impact itself did more than crush all the air out of her lungs--there was an unpleasant rib-cracking sound too. She'd squawk about that later.
Now, Flandre convulsively closed her arms around whoever hit her (don't be Shaw), trying to deflect some of the impact (don't be Shaw)--and toppled entirely off her feet, landing meters away with her wings spread to either side to minimize damage both to them and to her back where they were connected.
There would have been a stream of expletives coming from her mouth had she the air in her lungs to say them.
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"Keep an eye out..Secure Dumbass and hopefully this is just the hard part. We don't need anyone else out of commission at the moment."
With that said as seriously as one would expect from her, Marisa moved to rejoin her downed teammates, trying to asses what she could. Obviously she could see that Reimu was out could, but she needed to make sure Flandre was okay as well.
"I can be assured the answer is both 'No shit and shut up' but ya okay?"
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Alric brought an arm up to shield his face at least somewhat from the flash and any debris, and braced himself against the shockwave, taking stock quickly of the aftermath. Reimu looked to be in bad shape--but Shaw was at least stunned, which was something, and called for a prompt response.
Marisa was checking on Reimu and Flandre, so Alric pressed forward, releasing most of the gathered plasma from his hand in a jet to propel himself forward in a burst of motion, skidding to a stop by Shaw's side and reaching to haul him out of his indentation in the wall. With the remaining plasma, he formed a jet to cut through the nearest mass of cabling (steel cable would be better, but relatively heavy-duty copper electrical cable will suffice) to liberate some length of material, moving to bind Shaw's arms behind him. He may be quite strong on his own, but if he needed to wait to absorb the X-Men's attacks, Alric's assuming his strength isn't so superlative he can just shred several windings of cable.
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