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The Fallen Jedi
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Postby The Fallen Jedi » Mon Aug 31, 2015 4:45 pm

Lord Alastir, Lord Spera, Asumar Masaki, & Kazuko Masaki
The Wrath of the Celestials
SHIELD Helicarrier


Alastir landed softly on the Helicarrier, floating himself into the bridge of the Helicarrier, where repairs had already started to take place, Alastir did make a decent mess aboard the Helicarrier, but it wasn't that bad at all. Alastir set his eyes on Director Nick Fury, he was understandably angry with the Earthlings for destroying such a prized planet like Sigma Galli Prime, but from what Spera informed him, Fury was not responsible for ordering Sigma Galli Prime's destruction, that much was sure "Such a shame, I guess I can't kill him after all." Alastir pondered with a small smirk on his face. Alastir shoved both Kazuko and Asumar aside, his darkened figure towering above Fury, his very presence demanding respect "Sorry for causing such a fuss aboard the Helicarrier, but when a planet that takes the energies of an entire Group of Celestials to create is destroyed, I reserve the right to get angry, I know that you're not responsible for ordering Sigma's destruction, and I want to know who was responsible for such an action." Alastir said in a dark voice, he was going down to business almost immediately.

Spera watched with mild entertainment on his face as Alastir sounded serious, he looked as if he was ready to pop a blood vessel if he wasn't careful, to others, Alastir would seem like he was calm, this was not the case right now, Alastir was holding his rage back, because if he were to let it loose, all sorts of rationality that he had would just as easily disappear within a moments notice "Seems like it was just yesterday that I was forced to fight him, oh wait a minute..." Spera chuckled as he put his hand up to his face "I think I'm beginning to go mad, I nearly forgot that we were fighting against each other a few hours earlier."

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Postby Tomia » Mon Aug 31, 2015 5:14 pm

Mars
Mars was nervous as Kiris took his flask but was surprised at how tenderly she dealt with it. He appreciated that, but was still concerned about getting his flask back. Then Kiris asked if he was leaving. He didn't really answer the question as he spoke, "I'll need that flask back. It's important." He told her plainly, then Rikki began telling him to stay as well. He started to get flustered. Usually people didn't want him around at all, and he didn't want them around. Now people wanted him to be a part of a group? "Look, you... you don't want me to join you alright? I don't get along with other people. I just don't... I just don't fit in." He told them, sadness in his voice. He had never been included in anything before. He didn't have any friends, which is why he didn't go to school. It was too hard for him to see others having fun and know he wasn't included.
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Postby New Rnclave » Mon Aug 31, 2015 5:14 pm

Hiroshi:

Human clothes were stupid. This was supposed to be a simple outing. Meet up with his daughter before Claudia arrived and simply speak to her before he had to return home. But instead, he was stuck here with these uncomfortable clothes. The pants these humans called jeans were too tight, the shirt was a god awful rust color and was tight across his chest.

" Daddy!" Grinning, Hiroshi turned to see the little girl sprinting from the entrance to the school, crossing the distance between them quickly, before jumping into his arms.

" Hey kiddo. How's school been?" His grin only grew wider as she excitedly babbled in his ear, Hiroshi having set her on his shoulders while he walked along the sidewalk.

" Well it's good to see you again kid," The Hybrid Sighed as he set his daughter down, getting down on a knee so he could eye level with her. " I've gotta get back to training."

" Your always doing stupid training." She muttered, crossing her arms and turning away from him.

The response made Hiroshi stiffen, his jaw becoming tight. As much as he wanted to spend the day with her, Claudia would be here soon and it'd be terribly awkward to speak to her. It was hard to watch his daughter be like this, but it was best for all of them.

" Fine." He conceded, ruffling his daughters hair.

Imesietly light shine behind the girls golden eyes. Nervousness and anxiety quickly replaced excitement as she nervously watched Hiroshi scan over the drawing. It was easy to decipher two of the figures. It was him, his hair golden and pointing skywards, with a blob he assumed to be representing Tomia. Off to the side, a figure made Hiroshi stiffen, a red haired woman with a giant smile plastered across her features.

" You see." Tomia said, stepping forward slightly and shaking with nervousness." There's me. You as a Super Sandwich and Miss Claudia! She watches me and her and her friend help me with my homework and take me to the park. I made it for you!"

Hiroshi swallowed as he gently pushed the picture back to his daughter, the crayon coming off on his fingers. Sighing he ruffled her hair gently, pulling her in for a hug.

" Thanks kid, but I'll come back later and get that picture, there's... there's no room for it in my apartment." He lied, sweating nervously.

Standing, he pulled his jacket up, flipping collar up while he quickly maneuvered away from Tomia, just as Claudia entered the school yard.
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Postby The Republic of Atria » Mon Aug 31, 2015 5:19 pm

"The man you're looking for is General Wade Eiling. Oops. that wasn't supposed to slip out." Fury said in a way where he was trying to sound like that wasn't supposed to be known, but he didn't care. The man got a planet destroyed and likely countless lives with it. "In the meantime. I think Goldilocks is having a seizure. He'll walk it off." Fury stated. "Coulson. Have they finished the paperwork yet?"

"That would be up to them sir." Hernan replied. The aliens that were on Earth were his ticket to exploring the universe. They had ships that could cross vast distance in a matter of minutes. And, the destruction of their world gave him a bargaining chip. While in Xavier's school, he learned about the Phoenix Force. They described it as terrifying, but something about it made him want to be the host. Many of it's previous hosts were unwilling, him? He actually wanted to be the Phoenix.

"Ouch..." Alex muttered after about 30 seconds of spazzing out on the floor. "Where..." He looked and saw the city which was obviously New York. Looking down, he saw he was wearing his old Golden Guardian outfit. "Why am I wearing this? And... Why do I feel like I'm going to vomit?" He wasn't sure who he was asking, but as soon as he stood up, he was dizzy, and then proceeded to vomit, which quickly turned into painful dry heaving when there was nothing left. Someone had some explaining to do.

"Oh... Well that explains a lot. At the very least, thank you for not being as big as a jerk as you could be." Naja said and flew back to Earth to see her boyfriend puking. "Are you in there?"

"I hope so."

"I was talking to Katie."

"I don't see Katie."

"She should be in your central nervous system." This earned her a well deserved "What?" look from Alex.

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Postby The Templar High Council » Mon Aug 31, 2015 5:21 pm

Tomia wrote:Mars
Mars was nervous as Kiris took his flask but was surprised at how tenderly she dealt with it. He appreciated that, but was still concerned about getting his flask back. Then Kiris asked if he was leaving. He didn't really answer the question as he spoke, "I'll need that flask back. It's important." He told her plainly, then Rikki began telling him to stay as well. He started to get flustered. Usually people didn't want him around at all, and he didn't want them around. Now people wanted him to be a part of a group? "Look, you... you don't want me to join you alright? I don't get along with other people. I just don't... I just don't fit in." He told them, sadness in his voice. He had never been included in anything before. He didn't have any friends, which is why he didn't go to school. It was too hard for him to see others having fun and know he wasn't included.

"You got along at first, kind of." Rikki replied, landing on the roof and turning her skin back to a human shade. It was somewhat pale, but Rikki didn't actually care about that. "I think... I think most of us would rather have you stay than go. Because you're smart, and you helped organize us to stop Xyri, and you did all that cool stuff against the aliens.

"What about you, Rocket-but-not-a-Rocket?" Rikki asked, seeing Mars's creation nearby. "Do you want to stay? You get as much say as Mars does."
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Postby Myrobia » Mon Aug 31, 2015 5:22 pm

Osnil wrote:Jump City
Being picked up by the gigantic slime girl made the hair on Panther's back stand on end. The officers backed off reluctantly after Xri threatened them. After being put down, Panther morphed back to his normal form. He tipped his hat, bowed to Xri, and said, "Señora, I apologize for the insolent actions of my counterpart. If I get too stressed, I turn into that monster. Allow me to introduce myself. I am Sancho, the Panther. It is my honor to meet such a beautiful lady."
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Owen was restrained by the big man behind him. He struggled against the immense strength that prevented him from reaching his whip at his belt. His shotgun was also on the ground in front of him. He said, "I don't want to hurt you, but I have to." He threw his elbow backwards and giving the big man holding him a shiny black eye. Then came a kick in the shin. Hopefully, this would work to distract him so that Owen could reach his shotgun and whip. His friend was distracted, so it was up to him.


"Odd, because I really want to HURT YOU!" Iron Jaw's metallic jaw snapped up and down menacingly as the sharp blade like teeth mounted on it shined in the light.

He was angry now, and while he stumbled back with his eye covered and his shin in pain as if it had been broken he could only think about tearing this fedora wearing fool to pieces.With his mind set to nothing else than murder he swung a hard rear hand punch that lead on like he would hit with his right fist, but instead he lead with a left hit to Owens head.Iron Jaw wasn't super powered like some of the other participants of the fight around them, but he had been gifted as a large and strong man with a killer mindset an now a bionic jaw to make his vicious attitude all the more visible.

"HAAA!" He yelled as he struck at Owen.

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Postby The Fallen Jedi » Mon Aug 31, 2015 5:31 pm

The Republic of Atria wrote:- Snip -


Lord Alastir, Lord Spera, Asumar Masaki, & Kazuko Masaki
The Wrath of the Celestials
SHIELD Helicarrier


Alastir turned his head towards Asumar and Kazuko before looking back to Fury "Thank you for the information, I'm going to make sure he pays for what he's done, Earth will remain unharmed, I promise you." Alastir replied with a smile before he flew out of the Helicarrier, firing a blotch of black mass into the sky, giving out a loud whistle "Wake up Akor, let's show a certain someone what happens when they destroy my worlds!" The same dragon that Alastir had been using to fight The Void rose out from the smoke, his eyes glaring at Alastir, watching as he stood atop him "Lets go..." The Dragon let out an excited roar as it took off in the direction where General Eiling had been located, his scent being hardlined to detect whoever that Alastir desired to go to, this was also one of the reasons why Alastir raised Akor to be his pet, he served as a great tracker.

Asumar grabbed hold of Kazuko's document and picked up his own document, brusquely handing it over to the Director of SHIELD "It was finished during the little skirmish between Alastir and Alex, I would not go back on my world when I said that I would take you up on your offer, now before we leave, is there anything else that we're required to do?" Asumar replied, who seemed as if he had something important to do.

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Postby Myrobia » Mon Aug 31, 2015 5:44 pm

Servinta wrote: Snip snap


Annoyed with this monsters tricks and almost completely denied any visibility within the smoke cloud the Shadow Sangoma whipped his hands around in odd patters and mumbled a low chant.As soon as he finished the chant a massive gust of wind seemed to emerge from his hands and push outward like a tornado, twisting around the old man and sucking up the smoke into the sky above him.He could see the green creature was gone and that he had slipped away, but he was unsure if this grotesque freind of the teenager was the type to just run away from a fight.

As soon as the thought crossed his mind, he sensed something emerging from the thin wall of smoke that remained from the twisters aftermath.A small metallic canister was used like a projectile and thrown straight at him, only through his magical senses had he caught onto it so quickly.He flung his hand upwards and caught the canister with nothing more than his magical sense and reflexes to aid him, but before he could throw it back it made a low *POP* and out came a gush of orange cloud that hit harmlessly aginst his magically imbued mask but burned his skin like fire everywhere else.

"Fell thing, what is this poisonous dust you curse me with!?" The Shadow Sangoma yelled as he tried to wipe the burning sensation off of his skin while holding the dagger with his other hand to fend off anymore attacks.


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The demon was caught unawares by the toss of one of his masters minions into his grapple with War Machine, it retreated back as it and the metallic man were thrown apart from eachother.But when it regained its senses it found itself till in corporal form and far enough away that the mini-gun on the mans back could cause it damage, which it did.

The small rounds pierced through the already weakened demons magical skin and caused it to cry out a defiant but beaten roar as it took the punishment of a thousand bullets.Then finally with flames erupting from its multiply wounds it exploded in a rip between the magical plain and the mortal world, causing a small explosion as the tear in reality was opened and then closed again in mere milliseconds.

To it and its summoners dismay the demon was no more, and with such a defeat more would not be coming to serve the Sangoma during this battle.

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Postby Zarkenis Ultima » Mon Aug 31, 2015 6:22 pm

Tomia wrote:---


Sarah was relieved that John didn't seem particularly put off by the explanation she had given him for her hesitance to board that private jet and fly off to Paris with him. He seemed to understand well why she wasn't too eager to hop on a plane and cross the ocean, and this made her see that he really was a good man, in a sense different from the usual goody two shoes that won't hesitate to punch a starved man with a stolen loaf into submission. She nodded when he asked if she'd prefer something closer, or some place where she wouldn't have to be so far from Hanah and Samantha.

However, though it did make sense in a way, the last thing she was expecting was for him not to simply suggest Disney World, but to actually go ahead and confess that he'd always had a soft spot for it due to some childhood experiences. She giggled, thinking that the whole thing was awfully adorable, and actually tempted to just kiss him right there, though she knew that it was better not to. It'd be all that sweeter if she made him work for it, after all. Either way, she continued listening to him, hearing him mention the many restaurants and hotels as an option for them to spend some time alone.

"You know, I think this is the first time I'm attracted to a man who suggests Disney World for our first date." She remarked, before walking to stand next to him and casually grabbing his hand, interlocking her fingers with his, smiling widely. "In any case, I love the idea, John. Why don't we go and let the girls know? I'm sure they'll be very excited about it." She said, before suddenly leaning into his ear. "I know I am."



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The Templar High Council wrote:---


Kirisvala frowned slightly as Mars ignored her question, instead saying that he wanted the flask back. She blinked at this, not having expected him to want it back; she thought that he was going to hand it over to her and was asking for her to take care of it. Otherwise why'd he ask her not to lose it? Did he really think she would just lose it in a few seconds? That was odd, to say the least, but the pinkish-haired girl didn't question it, simply nodding at him. However, hearing Rikki interject, asking Mars not to leave and to stay with them, the Hadrian singer paused, looking at the disheveled boy to see how he would respond to the Sanaa's request.

Much to her dismay, Mars reacted negatively, insisting not that he would be better of without them, like before, but rather that they would be better off without him. She heard the sadness in his voice, and felt bad for him. He seemed to carry a heavy burden, and she figured that he really could have done without her comment about his parents- but she stopped that train of thought. Now was no longer the moment for regretting her words.

"I can't speak for the others," The magician girl began, addressing Mars. "but I for one would really like it if you could find a reason to stay with us, I think that would be great. I would be very happy if you didn't leave." She said, flashing a genuine smile at him, despite having been crying not too long ago. But the smile faded quickly. "I think that one doesn't have to fit in to be happy." She said as an afterthought.

Then, she offered his flask back to him. "But if you really don't want to stay, then I hope we can at least be friends. I didn't know you wanted the flask back, but I don't mind; the tears inside can heal you if you're ever hurt. Consider it a token of my friendship, if you're going to leave." She said, holding out the flask on top of her large claw and smiling again, more brightly this time. "It was really nice to meet you, Mars, and I'm sorry for making you upset."
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Postby Tomia » Mon Aug 31, 2015 6:34 pm

The Templar High Council wrote:"You got along at first, kind of." Rikki replied, landing on the roof and turning her skin back to a human shade. It was somewhat pale, but Rikki didn't actually care about that. "I think... I think most of us would rather have you stay than go. Because you're smart, and you helped organize us to stop Xyri, and you did all that cool stuff against the aliens.

"What about you, Rocket-but-not-a-Rocket?" Rikki asked, seeing Mars's creation nearby. "Do you want to stay? You get as much say as Mars does."

Mars seemed quite surprised when Rikki said that they wanted him to stay. Most people were usually alienated by his intelligence and just wanted him to go away, and didn't want to deal with him. Then she suddenly asked Rocket what he wanted, and Rocket was silent for a little while, contemplating the question. "I would like to stay."he finally said in his robotic voice. Mars was surprised at this, and looked almost stunned. Even more stunning was when Kiris gave him back the flask and said her tears had healing powers and was a gift of their friendship. "Uh... thanks." He said, though he was clearly grateful, if still shocked as he took the flask back from her.

Finally, he decided not to fight it anymore. "Fine, we'll stay for now. But no promises for the future." He said to the group. He sounded reluctant, but there was clearly some hope there that he was trying to hide.

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Postby Tomia » Mon Aug 31, 2015 6:50 pm

John Morgan
John smiled when he heard Sarah giggle, she had quite a beautiful laugh. He felt a little embarrassed at her comment about her suggestion, but was happy when she said she loved the idea. He felt her take his hand, and then grinned as she whispered in his ear. He had a feeling that this would be a better day than he could have originally hoped for. "I'm glad you like it. I'm excited too. Your sister said something about going to a toy store? I think I know the one she was talking about. I'll lead the way." He said, walking closely to Sarah as they still had their hands interlocked with each other.

Samantha Grimm
They had finally reached the large toy store that was one of those two floor stores. "Come on Jonathan. I'm sure we can find you a stuff animal you like here." Harvey said as the five of them went through the Isle of the stores, seeing various stuffed creatures as they waited for Jonathan to chose the one he liked. Samantha couldn't help but keep an eye on Hannah, as if when she looked away something bad would happen to her. She didn't envy James. He had to care for his two brothers, and he was only 16. Sometimes Samantha didn't realize how lucky she was to have Sarah there to take care of her all those years. She'd have to remember to tell Sarah how grateful she was sometime.
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Postby Zarkenis Ultima » Mon Aug 31, 2015 6:58 pm

Tomia wrote:---


The Hadrian magician nodded at Mars once he thanked her for the flask, her smile going wider as she noticed how stunned he seemed to be. Looking at his body and his facial expressions she could tell (entirely by accident, mind) that he was not expecting her or Rikki or anyone else to insist so much on having him stay, and he seemed very shocked about it. However, she hoped that he was actually happy, though she couldn't really tell.

Hearing him say that he would be staying, though, the one who became very happy was Kirisvala herself, who beamed at the news. "You... you will be staying?" She said. Needless to say she had completely assimilated the English language in a matter of seconds several hours ago, so she understood what was being said perfectly, but even then, though she knew what the words meant, she had to take a moment to really process it.

When she did, she reached out and hugged Mars with her claws, obviously simply surrounding him with them and not scratching him or something like that, though the scaly texture on his back was probably not comfortable in the slightest either way.

"That's great!" She exclaimed happily, before realizing that Mars probably wasn't too comfortable with it and quickly pulling away. "Whoops, sorry." She smiled sheepishly, before looking at Rocket. "I'm very happy to have you with us too, mister Rocket." She said, extending a claw towards it for it to shake, as if she considered the robot to be a perfectly sentient being, which she did, as she had never seen an artificial being before.
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Postby Lavan Tiri » Mon Aug 31, 2015 7:07 pm

Zarkenis Ultima wrote:
Tomia wrote:---


The Hadrian magician nodded at Mars once he thanked her for the flask, her smile going wider as she noticed how stunned he seemed to be. Looking at his body and his facial expressions she could tell (entirely by accident, mind) that he was not expecting her or Rikki or anyone else to insist so much on having him stay, and he seemed very shocked about it. However, she hoped that he was actually happy, though she couldn't really tell.

Hearing him say that he would be staying, though, the one who became very happy was Kirisvala herself, who beamed at the news. "You... you will be staying?" She said. Needless to say she had completely assimilated the English language in a matter of seconds several hours ago, so she understood what was being said perfectly, but even then, though she knew what the words meant, she had to take a moment to really process it.

When she did, she reached out and hugged Mars with her claws, obviously simply surrounding him with them and not scratching him or something like that, though the scaly texture on his back was probably not comfortable in the slightest either way.

"That's great!" She exclaimed happily, before realizing that Mars probably wasn't too comfortable with it and quickly pulling away. "Whoops, sorry." She smiled sheepishly, before looking at Rocket. "I'm very happy to have you with us too, mister Rocket." She said, extending a claw towards it for it to shake, as if she considered the robot to be a perfectly sentient being, which she did, as she had never seen an artificial being before.


Jake, who had, up until this point, been smashing the fronts of vending machines and throwing beef jerky at the brown bears, facepalmed. He thought it looked cool and superior. In reality, it looked more like he was sniffing his hand. Noting that no one was looking at him, Jake walked over to the group, planted himself in front of Kiris, and facepalmed once more. This time, he also threw in a loud, dramatic sigh.

"God, alien-singing-cute-chick, are you new to Earth? Rocket is a robot. He doesn't have a mind…right?" Jake said, suddenly worried, said, turning to Mars. "He-he's just a robot, right?"
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"Yes." She stated blankly, still holding out her hand for Rocket to shake. "I arrived today, why?" She asked.

She really wasn't sure what the boy's deal was, or why he seemed to be averse to the idea of her shaking her hand with Rocket. Wasn't it some sort of Earthling custom for people to do that? She was fairly sure it was, she had learned a ton of human body language upon first arriving, but then, that part of her linguistic assimilation was imperfect to say the least, so perhaps she was wrong? She didn't know, but for now she decided to simply not pay a lot of attention to the boy whose forehead seemed to be very fond of his hand.
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Postby Lavan Tiri » Mon Aug 31, 2015 7:17 pm

Zarkenis Ultima wrote:
Lavan Tiri wrote:---


"Yes." She stated blankly, still holding out her hand for Rocket to shake. "I arrived today, why?" She asked.

She really wasn't sure what the boy's deal was, or why he seemed to be averse to the idea of her shaking her hand with Rocket. Wasn't it some sort of Earthling custom for people to do that? She was fairly sure it was, she had learned a ton of human body language upon first arriving, but then, that part of her linguistic assimilation was imperfect to say the least, so perhaps she was wrong? She didn't know, but for now she decided to simply not pay a lot of attention to the boy whose forehead seemed to be very fond of his hand.


"Oh, it's obvious you arrived today." Jake said, under his breath, removing his palm from his head. Then, louder, he continued, "But…you…I…Look, Miss. You probably learned all about humans…somehow. I dunno; you aliens seem fond of that. But Rocket isn't sentient, I think. He's a robot. A tool. I think." Jake repeated, casting a worried look at Mars. "And non-sentient robots…they usually don't shake hands. But humans," he said, stepping a bit closer, "do." Jake finished, stretching out his hand.
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Postby Mavorpen » Mon Aug 31, 2015 7:19 pm

A bright streak of yellow light raced past the group of young heroes in Jump City above them. Following it was a powerful gust of wind that slammed into them. A second later, the same streak raced past them in the opposite direction at a slightly different angle from the initial streak. Again, a powerful gust of wind followed it. This repeated itself again and again until the steak passed them in multiple directions for a total of thirty individual passes in the span of roughly five seconds.

The bombardment of the wind abruptly stopped and the streak passed by one last time. Well, except that this time it paused above them. Jamal floated above them, surrounded by multiple large blue spheres of energy -- each containing several of the Rantu who fled upon realizing their invasion had failed.

"Is that all of them?" Jamal asked, seemingly to himself.

"[On Earth, yes. However, the mother ship appears to have fled at warp speed. I can track them based on the residue left by the distortion in spacetime.]" Worldmind replied in Jamal's mind.

"Later." Jamal looked down at the group of heroes who he figured were the ones responsible for driving away the invading Rantu and eyed them one by one. "Sorry to interrupt, but could I get a sitrep on what happened here?" He asked the group, calling out to no one in particular.
"The Nixon campaign in 1968, and the Nixon White House after that, had two enemies: the antiwar left and black people. You understand what I'm saying? We knew we couldn't make it illegal to be either against the war or black, but by getting the public to associate the hippies with marijuana and blacks with heroin, and then criminalizing both heavily, we could disrupt those communities. We could arrest their leaders. raid their homes, break up their meetings, and vilify them night after night on the evening news. Did we know we were lying about the drugs? Of course we did."—former Nixon domestic policy chief John Ehrlichman

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Postby Turmenista » Mon Aug 31, 2015 7:23 pm

Satan City- er.. what's left of it.
Nanashi Strong

"Krill's down.." Nanashi panted as he hefted the Brave sword over to his right shoulder. "So's Yamcha.."

"I really could fucking go for a Super Saiyan mode right now.." He sighed, tensing up as he raised his gaze upwards, staring forth. "He's right fucking behind me, isn't he?"

A low, throaty growl answered. "Oh fuck me, then." He held his arm up in a charging stance as he brought the sword into a defensive stance.

Hirudegarn made the first move, batting his tail towards the puny Human as he bellowed, dark eyes piercing into his opponent's soul. Nanashi leaped forth into the air, quickly preforming a Mid-air U-Turn maneuver as Hirudegarn fired a ki beam from his mouth - a scanning beam, which obliterated rows upon rows of buildings it touched.

Part of the beam slammed into the Martial Artist, causing him to fly off course and through a single building, along with multiple smaller buildings on the way. A large outwards Kiai of energy was seen as a row of buildings collapsed, and there the Z Fighter was, protected in a clear shield of Ki energy.

Nanashi held his arms out to stabilize himself, before rocketing upwards like a missile. He then dove down towards Hirudegarn's free tail like a bomb, Brave Sword at the ready. The gigantic monster was immobile and helpless when he attacked, something Nanashi caught onto much quicker than his now incapacitated friends. So, obviously. this would've been the perfect time to gain the upper hand as he dove down like a missile, shouting a battle cry, as he slashed Hirudegarn's tail off.

The monster gave a loud, throaty Roar as he doubled up in pain, blindly thrashing about and gutting buildings as he searched for the little man who cut his tail off. Nanashi quickly sheathed the blade, holding his arm up into a Destructo Disc-style throw as he whistled to gain the enraged monster's attention. "Hey! You! Ugly!"

The monster stared at the incoming small ball of ki as it thrust it's head towards it, shattering the deliberately weak Disc of Ki into a million pieces. Was... was it a trick? Was it a fucking trick?!

"Kaio-ken times 20, motherfucker!" An angry aura the color of blood surrounded the Z Fighter as his power level spiked instantly.

Wait... Kaio-whatnow? Hirudegarn shook his head in disbelief as he looked up at the puny Human man. He'd survived this long in the fight- why wasn't he dead now? He'd easily dealt with the other two he was with effortlessly, so why was he so different?

Nanashi looked down at Hirudegarn. With the monster being locked by that move, he could now guide most, if not all of his ranged Ki attacks towards the monster, with ease. This gave him an upper hand when it came to Ranged combat, considering he could keep eye sight on the monster at all times thanks to his size.

The air around Nanashi suddenly began rising to a toasty 100°F and rising as parts of his Gi ripped off from the intense heat. A fireball the size of a building flew towards Nanashi, hell literally looking at him as the intense ball of heat closed in on his position.

Nanashi cupped his hands behind his back once again, to charge yet another Kamehameha wave. "Kame...." The blue-white ball of Ki appeared between his palms, slowly expanding. "Hame..."

Hirudegarn's fireball passed through Nanashi, effectively Vaporizing the Human and the nearby buildings as it exploded into a showering firework-style explosion of fire.

Or so it seemed?

"Hirudegarn, behind you!" Hoi begged the monster. Upon command, the monster turned around in shock, to find that the Z Fighter had lived to fight another day, surrounded in his blood red aura as the blue light between his palms brightened.

The sound of the instant transmission behind Hirudegarn caused him to whip around and raise a leg at the human, in an attempt to squash him. "Yes, Hirudegarn, squash him like you did Tapion's pathetic brother!"

Tapion's eyes widened as he remembered the name "Minotia", which sent shivers up his spine. "Hoi.. that murderer... he needs to be killed!"

"Oh, please, Nanashi couldn't hurt an old man like me!" Hoi mockingly taunted, before a small ki ball slammed into him with about the force of a dodgeball. "W-what..?"

Nanashi thrust his palms forth, splitting the blue Kamehameha sphere into two separate spheres, aiming one down at Hirudegarn while another was aimed at Hoi. "Oh, fucking really? You think I wouldn't hurt an omnicidal maniac like you? Try me! You make me sick, Hoi, and now, since you've messed up me, Krillin, and Yamaha's vacation.. I am PISSED!"

The ki spheres suddenly turned to a blood red, increasing in intensity and heat. "Pissed Kamehameha for you-" He glared at Hoi. "And Repetitive Kamehameha for you!" He yelled at Hirudegarn. "You wanna fucking go, monster?!"

Hirudegarn seemed to accept the challenge, growling and Roaring as his mass broke into clouds of dark Ectoplasm. Nanashi kept the Kamehameha he had in that hand ready for Hirudegarn, while he clenched down on the sphere he kept safe for Hoi. "Hey, Wizard!"

Before Hoi could say anything, the red Ki blast shot forth, and quickly knocked him off of his floating position, carrying him all the way over to the side of the street, onto a building, where he roughly screamed as the Ki blast dug into his chest, without seemingly an end to the drill-like torture. Even Tapion winced a bit but, the only person who seemed more enjoyed with this was Nanashi, in his hyper-like state during his Kaio-ken transformation.

Hoi let out a guttural scream as the beam finally pushed through, producing a neat hole the size of a dinner plate down the Wizard's chest.

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Postby Lavan Tiri » Mon Aug 31, 2015 7:26 pm

Mavorpen wrote:A bright streak of yellow light raced past the group of young heroes in Jump City above them. Following it was a powerful gust of wind that slammed into them. A second later, the same streak raced past them in the opposite direction at a slightly different angle from the initial streak. Again, a powerful gust of wind followed it. This repeated itself again and again until the steak passed them in multiple directions for a total of thirty individual passes in the span of roughly five seconds.

The bombardment of the wind abruptly stopped and the streak passed by one last time. Well, except that this time it paused above them. Jamal floated above them, surrounded by multiple large blue spheres of energy -- each containing several of the Rantu who fled upon realizing their invasion had failed.

"Is that all of them?" Jamal asked, seemingly to himself.

"[On Earth, yes. However, the mother ship appears to have fled at warp speed. I can track them based on the residue left by the distortion in spacetime.]" Worldmind replied in Jamal's mind.

"Later." Jamal looked down at the group of heroes who he figured were the ones responsible for driving away the invading Rantu and eyed them one by one. "Sorry to interrupt, but could I get a sitrep on what happened here?" He asked the group, calling out to no one in particular.


Feeling the wind, Jake looked up. "My god, who farted?" he wondered, in typical eleven-year-old fashion. Then, a man came out of the sky, floating down, surrounded by balls of energy. Instinctively, Jake moved in front of Kiris, his first response being to look macho and protect his new…friends? Allies? One-fight stands?

Whatever they were, Jake would protect them if this guy got belligerent. Not like the others couldn't fight as well, but the young genetic experiment wanted to be the first. So, in a deep, growly voice, he asked "Who are you, and WHAT do you want?"

And, of course, his voice cracked halfway through. Dagnabit.
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Postby Mavorpen » Mon Aug 31, 2015 7:36 pm

Lavan Tiri wrote:Feeling the wind, Jake looked up. "My god, who farted?" he wondered, in typical eleven-year-old fashion. Then, a man came out of the sky, floating down, surrounded by balls of energy. Instinctively, Jake moved in front of Kiris, his first response being to look macho and protect his new…friends? Allies? One-fight stands?

Whatever they were, Jake would protect them if this guy got belligerent. Not like the others couldn't fight as well, but the young genetic experiment wanted to be the first. So, in a deep, growly voice, he asked "Who are you, and WHAT do you want?"

And, of course, his voice cracked halfway through. Dagnabit.

Jamal instinctively raised an eyebrow at Jake's attempt to appear threatening, even though the gesture wouldn't be visible from behind his Nova Corps helmet. The kid had utterly failed his goal, and the voice crack hadn't helped one bit. Regardless, Jamal had no reason to antagonize the group, so he simply descended down and landed in front of Jake.

Even though he was now on ground level, Jamal found himself looking down about as much as he was when he was floating above them. Standing at 6'6, saying he dwarfed the kid was a huge understatement. "I'm Nova Corpsman #42739457, currently acting as Nova Prime." Jamal said this instinctively as well, as it was his usual response when greeting an alien race who did not know him, though the number of said races was quickly diminishing by the days. Thus, he failed to consider that this wouldn't mean anything meaningful to Jake.
"The Nixon campaign in 1968, and the Nixon White House after that, had two enemies: the antiwar left and black people. You understand what I'm saying? We knew we couldn't make it illegal to be either against the war or black, but by getting the public to associate the hippies with marijuana and blacks with heroin, and then criminalizing both heavily, we could disrupt those communities. We could arrest their leaders. raid their homes, break up their meetings, and vilify them night after night on the evening news. Did we know we were lying about the drugs? Of course we did."—former Nixon domestic policy chief John Ehrlichman

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Postby Charmera » Mon Aug 31, 2015 7:50 pm

Mavorpen wrote:
Lavan Tiri wrote:Feeling the wind, Jake looked up. "My god, who farted?" he wondered, in typical eleven-year-old fashion. Then, a man came out of the sky, floating down, surrounded by balls of energy. Instinctively, Jake moved in front of Kiris, his first response being to look macho and protect his new…friends? Allies? One-fight stands?

Whatever they were, Jake would protect them if this guy got belligerent. Not like the others couldn't fight as well, but the young genetic experiment wanted to be the first. So, in a deep, growly voice, he asked "Who are you, and WHAT do you want?"

And, of course, his voice cracked halfway through. Dagnabit.

Jamal instinctively raised an eyebrow at Jake's attempt to appear threatening, even though the gesture wouldn't be visible from behind his Nova Corps helmet. The kid had utterly failed his goal, and the voice crack hadn't helped one bit. Regardless, Jamal had no reason to antagonize the group, so he simply descended down and landed in front of Jake.

Even though he was now on ground level, Jamal found himself looking down about as much as he was when he was floating above them. Standing at 6'6, saying he dwarfed the kid was a huge understatement. "I'm Nova Corpsman #42739457, currently acting as Nova Prime." Jamal said this instinctively as well, as it was his usual response when greeting an alien race who did not know him, though the number of said races was quickly diminishing by the days. Thus, he failed to consider that this wouldn't mean anything meaningful to Jake.

One of the few people there who wasn’t dwarfed by Jamal then spoke, turning slightly to regard the new little person. “I ate a few animals. Then people attacked me. Then I spat animals out. Then Orange ships invaded with orange and blue people with guns and things and they began attacking me and new friends. New friends helped me fight orange ships and orange men, and I got really big by eating animals again (Sorry) and I smashed biggest of big orange ships and the other even bigger ships left.” She paused. “What’s a Nova?” She asked, leaning perhaps a little too close to Jamal for a big slime person.
Zarkenis Ultima wrote:And here, we see a wild Shittonicus Charactericus, coloquially known as Charmera, in its natural habitat. It seems to be displaying behavior expected from one of its kind, producing numerous characters and juggling them with its front paws.

Imperial--japan's Witchy Friend.

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Postby Servinta » Mon Aug 31, 2015 7:57 pm

Myrobia wrote: snip


"Its reffered to as Tear gas Sangoma, and there's plenty more where that came from if you keep this up!" Patho called out as he saw the old man was still armed and dangerous, but defiantly feeling the effects of the CS gas grenade on his exposed skin.

Patho circled the old man, looking for a weakness to be exploited as the gas gave the sorcerer more than he could deal with.The opening didn't come though, the mask the Shadow Sangoma wore kept his face and eyes safe form the fumes of the gas and with only the skin irritation to bother him Patho was sure that he would have to keep this fight going until either one of them ran out of tricks to pull.

He took the standoff as a moment to gather his bearings, look around and see how the battle was flowing around him.Owen had managed to get the big guy off of him but now they were dukeing it out and the jaws on the bigger man seemed keen to take a bite out of Owen.The teenager Randall was also having his own little pow-wow with the blue beetle and some of the other hero's who didn't seem all that pleased with him.The Thugs and the Agents continued to fight each other, taking losses on both sides.

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Postby Tomia » Mon Aug 31, 2015 8:00 pm

Mars and Rocket
Mars was surprised when Kiris suddenly pulled him into a hug, which was not very comfortable but at least his armor blunted the worst of it. Still, he was relieved when she pulled away and turned and offered Rocket her hand to shake. Rocket looked at her for a second before extending his hand as well, and shaking her claws without much any pain.

Mars then heard Jake ask him what Rocket was and if he had a brain. "Well, I guess it depends what you mean by brain. He has the most state of the art operating system in the world, and his computer can link to any government data base in the world. He also has a fully functioning processor that allows him to replicate and 'feel' emotion. Though nothing about him is actually organic, but I've been trying to work up plans where I might be able to change that." He explained to Jake, not considering that he was speaking to an 11 year old who might not understanding what he was saying.

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Postby Myrobia » Mon Aug 31, 2015 8:07 pm

Servinta wrote: snippity snappity


"Cursed son of a curr, I'll make you-" The Shadow Sangoma was about to go off on one of his rants about how he would destroy the man he was fighting, but he was suddenly beset by a feeling or lack of feeling that made him stop mid sentence.He pulled a small dart from his body and held it in his already numbing fingers with curiosity and anger in his now dopey eyes.

He wobbled back and fourth as he tried to make the words come out of his mouth but his will and his senses were failing him miserably.As he shakedly walked forward he dropped his dagger and began to slowly fall downward under the pull of gravity that had become so strong all of the sudden.His final act of defiance for whatever had happend to his own body was the revealing of a purple diamond in his already numb hands, he did his best to raise it up and almost felt he could not bear to do so.But he did and with every ounce of strengths he forced his hand high into the air and made his hand open up, revealing the diamond and causing it to fall from his grip above his head.

With a flash of fire and the puff of purple smoke he was engulfed in a different sort of magic than the ones he had used during the battle.Instead of destruction the diamond served a different action entirety, teleportation to a pre-set destination.He dissipated and was gone by the time the magical smoke had settled and dispersed.

Gone, but to where?.....
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Postby The Republic of Atria » Mon Aug 31, 2015 8:08 pm

The Fallen Jedi wrote:
The Republic of Atria wrote:- Snip -


Snip


"You're in the clear." Fury said. "Go do whatever it is you guys like to do in your spare time." He waved his hand in a dismissing motion. "Coulson will show you the way out." By Coulson, he really meant Hernan, but Fury wasn't aware of that. Hernan escorted both of them back to the hanger and made the other SHIELD grunts leave the room.

"I suppose it is time to come clean." Hernan said and shifted back to his normal Hispanic self. "Do not worry. Agent Coulson is unharmed. In fact, I came to you because I have an offer to make. One I think you will find quite pleasing. I am aware of the loss of your planet. A terrible misfortune to be certain. But, what if I told you that I knew a way for you to get it back?" He asked. "And all I ask in return, is one of your finest personal spacecrafts. Though the journey will be... Taxing. We will be gathering fragments of the Phoenix... I apologize. I am getting ahead of myself. My name is Hernan Sanchez. I am a Half mutant, Half Skrull psionic. One of the most powerful on this planet."

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Postby Mavorpen » Mon Aug 31, 2015 8:20 pm

Charmera wrote:One of the few people there who wasn’t dwarfed by Jamal then spoke, turning slightly to regard the new little person. “I ate a few animals. Then people attacked me. Then I spat animals out. Then Orange ships invaded with orange and blue people with guns and things and they began attacking me and new friends. New friends helped me fight orange ships and orange men, and I got really big by eating animals again (Sorry) and I smashed biggest of big orange ships and the other even bigger ships left.” She paused. “What’s a Nova?” She asked, leaning perhaps a little too close to Jamal for a big slime person.

Jamal looked up at Xiri and listened as she explained what happened. However, it wasn't an explanation that was filled with any particularly significant depth and left him asking a few questions inside of his head. Most of them involved wondering what Xiri meant by "eating" the animals of the zoo. Then, the giant slime girl leaned close to him, clearly having not a care in the world for his personal space. It didn't really mind him, though. He'd seen and experienced a lot worse. "The Nova Corps is essentially an intergalactic peacekeeping space militia. We -- or, rather, I, these days -- basically help solve any issues that may threaten the universe, especially the Andromeda galaxy. Given all of that, you can imagine why I'm here, considering this involved an invasion of an alien species."
"The Nixon campaign in 1968, and the Nixon White House after that, had two enemies: the antiwar left and black people. You understand what I'm saying? We knew we couldn't make it illegal to be either against the war or black, but by getting the public to associate the hippies with marijuana and blacks with heroin, and then criminalizing both heavily, we could disrupt those communities. We could arrest their leaders. raid their homes, break up their meetings, and vilify them night after night on the evening news. Did we know we were lying about the drugs? Of course we did."—former Nixon domestic policy chief John Ehrlichman

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