The Ashes of the Phoenix [OPEN]

[thethirdspecies]

WHO: John Sublime, "No Girl", the U-Men, and their unfortunate target... The Insitute
WHAT: Sublime's U-Men attack the school. They're aiming for the sublevels. Stop them at all costs!
WHERE: Throughout campus
WHEN: Past midnight, Wednesday-Thursday
WARNING(S): Gonna get violent.


The time was now. The media attention over his followers actions was too much. And after all, Xavier's little henchmen in London had figured it out. He was sure of it. There was no more time to bide. No more room for hesitation. It was act now, or the revolution would end in a prison cell, festering away in the disgusting care of this unclean world. Sublime couldn't stomach it. Couldn't fathom it. And whatever god help those who stood in the way of him and his dream of Homo Perfectus.

"All units are in place," Sublime whispered, peering out over the immaculate green, covered in moonlight, staring a drilling, piercing hole into the mansion. "Martha... it's your turn now," another whisper, as the floating apparatus before him, holding a strange glowing orb, began to shine even more brightly.

Just like that, the security systems failed. And just like that, Charles Xavier gasped and sent out a short, psychic burst to all X-Men, perhaps to everyone in the school, before he was overwhelmed and silenced, collapsing from his bed to the floor, stunned into sleep by a psychic force even he was not prepared for.

"This is it, Martha... our dream... U-Men! Bring me the Ashes of the Phoenix!" And like that, dozens of the men from the blurred video that Glamour and Spy had managed to obtain swarmed the ground, organic and mechanical, using a plethora of stolen mutant powers, attacked.


[[ This is it! Our first major action post, and in X-Men tradition, it's a direct attack on campus. Feel free to start your own threads. The U-Men will be NPC'd by the mods. Their ultimate goal is the filed away genetic samples of Jean Grey in the sublevels. They must be stopped, before someone uses them to integrate Jean's powers into a U-Man. ]]

Comments

[knighterrantofthedragon]

Well. At least the direct threat to his life was something of a relief, as far as justifiable force in self-defense.

"...indeed. I'm sorry to hear that."

Alric lowered his posture, waving his arm out to the side--and with a sudden burst of plasma, leapt forward, deflecting himself to his left, and then forward in an arc to flank the gunman. Another burst of plasma to the left and he changes direction abruptly once more, weaving in to pass by the gunman's side, raising his right arm--a plasma blade flaring to life in passing to cut through the gun with a flick of the wrist.

[thethirdspecies]

He tried to aim while Alric maneuvered and firing off a few missing shots. That is to say, the paintball worked more like a minirail gun, metal slugs ripping through the air, leaving powerful shockwaves in their wake. That ends quickly when the barrel is sliced in twain. The person drops back, pulling a pistol from its holster at his waist.

[knighterrantofthedragon]

"Stand..."

Another flick of the wrist as Alric's aggressor leaps back and reaches for his sidearm, and that plasma blade is flung into the ground near where the man lands--and explodes in a spray of dirt. The ground absorbs most of the heat flash, but the concussive force is still there. Hoping the attacker will at least be stunned, if not incapacitated, by that explosion, Alric lunges forward with a propelling burst of plasma from his off hand, aiming to deliver a high-speed elbow to the face.

"DOWN!"

[thethirdspecies]

The helmet cracks under the blow. While they were supposed to be protective, unconsciousness and concussion came on pretty easy and the person fell over, crumpling under the assault.

[knighterrantofthedragon]

Alric ducked down to grab the pistol from him, tossed it up, and fired off a burst of plasma, burning a gaping hole through the gun's firing chamber as he looked for the next threat.