thethirdspecies: (plotting)
John Sublime / The U-Men ([personal profile] thethirdspecies) wrote in [community profile] xavier_institute_logs2014-10-15 05:22 pm

The Ashes of the Phoenix [OPEN]

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. ]]
presto_turn: (Uhm ♬ Oh that's uncomfortable)

[personal profile] presto_turn 2014-10-16 04:29 am (UTC)(link)
Shindou froze, gawking at the over-blown gesture sent his way and the very audible, mismatched vocals that went along with it. Was Reki intentionally trying to draw the attackers onto them? Did she have reason to think they were close by, or was she just taking a chance, based on how little information they had to go on?

He couldn't possibly guess, but under the circumstances playing along seemed like the only option.

"It...it's alright, I think we're safe!" he semi-yelped. Acting usually wasn't one of his talents, but right now sounding quavering and on-edge came more natural than he'd have liked to admit. "I haven't seen anyone since I left the dorms...!"

He shifted a swift look around them, scanning for any signs of movement, before fixing his attention back on Reki and silently mouthing:

"What now?"
totallystoned: (enveloped by the warm light)

[personal profile] totallystoned 2014-10-16 06:32 pm (UTC)(link)
Damn, Shindou was already too close. It'd be more dangerous to send him away now. Well, she'd just have to protect him too. No big deal.

"We wait. My priority is to protect the dorms." She whispered, giving him a confident smile. That yelp had sounded a little too authentic.
presto_turn: (Cptn ♬ Serious business)

[personal profile] presto_turn 2014-10-17 02:42 pm (UTC)(link)
That wasn't the most reassuring answer Shindou could've imagined. Didn't that mean they were just taking a gamble - hoping that the attackers came for the dorms this way and didn't get the jump on them? But maybe that really was the best case scenario, as little information as they had.

It had to be smarter than rushing on ahead without back-up.

"Right." Dropping his voice, he slinked to the nearest wall and pressed his back against it, skittish glances sweeping from one direction to the other every few seconds. "...Do you know who we're looking for? The Professor didn't explain at all, after he woke us up."

Not that Shindou held out much hope that the faculty had gotten a more informative, telepathic missive, but it was worth checking.