Premonitions (Open)

[tsu]

Tsu attention shifted between the two Prota, Reclaimer... whatever it was these people were calling them. Holding herself back in the moment, she figured it best to listen in on what all was being said before acting hastily, the water tensely rippling against her skin as she waited anxiously. Atlas had things with the injured man under control so there was little worry there in truth. This was when, the pretentious looking guy stepped forwards with a sword in hand and called out the two 'Reclaimers' quite boldly. Tsu could not help but grin at this show of bravado.

"You know what? Yeah, screw this whole situation. If you want a fight I'm all for it!", Tsu's voice rose in an instant, her teeth still bare in a grin as she glanced at Spike. Glancing around a moment, she would nod at a close by fire hydrant and feel for the water inside, pulling at it with at much force as she could muster, letting the pressure naturally build up to allow the hydrant itself to burst, giving her a geyser of ammunition. Meanwhile the water she lay to rest across her hands begun to swirl, building moment across her knuckles as her eyes burned in the direction of the brash female interloper. "You look like fun, how about we start this?", she sneered with a low laugh.

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Qi Use (1)

    Surfin' Safari: Pipeline
 Utilization of Qi manipulation through the elemental thread of all substances that one would consider a fluid (I.E. Water, Sap, Moisture, Oil, Alcohol, ect.) Tsu is capable of controlling and manipulating these substances to her whim assuming they lie within range. Each fluid controlled beyond the first cuts her effective Qi range for all abilities by half each time. When a fluid is under her control she may tighten the density of it and overall add a weight to it so tha tit may be used offensively. This however, puts a magical strain on the user (ENG+16)

[Novocaine]

She found it odd that everyone was willing to protect Terry when they knew next to nothing of what he'd done. He might be a serial killer. What did any of them know of why Prota was hunting him down?

With a sigh, Nova would shoot Terry a glare as if this was his fault before whipping around, taking wires out of her pockets and dashing forwards. She'd use Atlas's shoulder to propel herself into the air so she could get behind the Protans...which likely wasn't too difficult since they were marching forwards. As she flipped around she'd whip the wires towards the male, looking to entangle his legs and interrupt him.

"Guess we're all doing this."

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Zero Ability:
Empowered Threads- When using wires or cloth, Nova gains +18 to attack.

|Attack: 34 (52)|Defense: 40|Speed: 47|Perception: 32|Energy: 49|

|Persuasion: 5|Insight: 5|

1/16

[Rhona Hall]

Her first real fight without Qi she never had felt a chill run down her back so intense. Was it fear or was it adrenaline? Her fists came up and her peripherals settled on Nova to see what she’d do as she kept her eyes on the ones approaching.

She was surprised to see her attack her own. Why?

She followed in just behind the front line of attacks ready to come and have her turn

[Avalon Salabim]

Of course it would be a Sudeki...and apparently those from this world. The ignorant and the reckless. But even Nova seemed willing to turn on the people she had known, even if the mage's thoughts mirrored her own. Terry could have been anyone, a refugee or a mass murderer, or anywhere in between. But now people of this world were getting themselves involved, and they were a part of this place that was now home.

"Very well, then." Shelay her hand on her grimoire, preferring not to be at the front lines as she took a close look at the lines of energy of the Reclaimer and his companion, looking to see what there was to aid them.

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The Peering lens is capable of seeing connections. Who is using abilities on who like buff's or debuff's. Avalon can then hijack these connections to gain the benefits herself or end them on others up to four times a thread. Avalon can also move connections between two targets. These connections appear like lines of color and Avalon can understand everything about the connections. Once per thread these lenses can also peer through the veil into any other dimension she is aware of.

Lens Energy Ability 2/4

Lens Dimension Sight 1/1

[Trent "Hyas" Cassidy]

The situation soured as quickly as these pizzas would in another two unrefrigerated hours. Atlas, having offered and promptly healed this Terry, was now likely gonna get "schmacked". This wasn't good. In fact, this could easily become straight up hell to deal with. Trent swiftly became antsy, shuffling his feet. What about the pizzas? What was Tsu doing? What's with Aroma? What about Atlas?! One of the dignified-looking somebodies stepped in, slinging some plenty fighting words, among another gesture or two. Great, that's an easy way to make yourself a heel among heels! Time was running short; Trent had to do something.

The apprentice wrestler attempted to leap between the "Retriever" man and Atlas. Just barely skidding before the Man of Steele, Trent balanced his whole pack of pizzas atop his nape and shoulders. That is, excluding a pair of crudely unique pies; those were packed against his abdomen, as if to cushion or shield from an impact. Odds are, they'd both do nothing and ruin movie night, but that's the best Trent had. The best he had defensively, anyhow. Despite his best performances, admitting that fact felt painfully pathetic. The apprentice of the Man of Steele had a go at bracing his left arm across his mentor's shoulder.

"Tag team 'til the end, Atlas. You're not gonna get defeated here. Not in the street."

As he balanced Italian pies upon his neck, he wasn't exactly at a position to meet Atlas in the eyes. Trent's back was bare, his body a meager shield. Said aforementioned back shifted, firming up immensely. The others prepared to fight; competitively, defensively, or otherwise. It was a rare, convoluted sensation that Trent experienced, meanwhile. In the sparring matches and amateur ring, it was he that did the same. Now, it was merely a "dig in his heels" moment. It didn't matter what Atlas claimed, or willingly gave in to. He saved his adult life, and immediate future. That selfless son of a bitch was getting outta here first and foremost!

Objective: survive.

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Does anyone else hear boss music? 

[Pig God, God of Pigs]

The bunny-eared woman tilts her head at Spike’s words, that grin never leaving her face.

“Reclaimer?”

It’s the only word she gives before grabbing Spike’s sword with one hand, blood flowing down the length of the blade from her palm. It’s heading directly for Spike’s hand!

She glances towards Tsu, then at the rather large trio.

“New targets acquired. Harvesting samples.”

Terry gives Nova a sheepish look, then glances back towards those who had made a human wall, essentially.

“Sorry. I can’t fight that thing, she messes with my Qi. But I should be able to take care of the Reclaimer. Here.”

He closes his eyes briefly, and everyone feels a surge of energy flow through them, granting them +15 to all of their base stats for the thread!

“That should help. Thanks, everybody.”

The Reclaimer man looks unimpressed at Atlas’ display, and opens his mouth to respond to both him and Spike before he’s interrupted by Nova’s leap! The wires wrap around his legs, and he goes to swing his glowing hand down at them, but Terry leaps directly into him, slamming a fist into his face that seemingly explodes, sending the Reclaimer flying back towards Nova!

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Terry: Attack 108, Defense 80, Speed 80, Perception 80, Energy 80
Reclaimer: Attack ?, Defense 75, Speed 60, Perception 60, Energy 80
Bunny-Woman: Attack ?, Defense ?, Speed 40, Perception 60, Energy ?

[tsu]

Tsu's eyes narrow at the bunny-eared woman, she had a really bad feeling from her but not quite in that 'menacing' way. It was more like something felt unhinged. Pulling her concentration from the fire hydrant as a cap burst, spilling water unto the street her eyes turned to the pretentiously dressed man's sword, the blood from the woman's palm sliding down the blade brought an ide forth to the surfer. "You know I don't play around with it much, but I wonder how effective blood is in a fight.", she mused openly, albeit to herself as she focused on the vital fluid, attempting to rip it off the blade and bring it swirling around herself, leaving a layer of water between her skin and in incase it proved hazardous.

Following this her footing shifted, launching herself between the giant Easter rabbit and Atlas. "Hey Bugs, let's make this fun." Her lips curled into a malicious, yet excited grin. Keeping her mind calm she pulled more at the water she liberated from the pipeline, letting it shift around her, ready for combat.

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Qi persists

Zero Ability: Pipeline - Utilization of Qi manipulation through the elemental thread of all substances that one would consider a fluid (I.E. Water, Sap, Moisture, Oil, Alcohol, ect.) Tsu is capable of controlling and manipulating these substances to her whim assuming they lie within range. Each fluid controlled beyond the first cuts her effective Qi range for all abilities by half each time. When a fluid is under her control she may tighten the density of it and overall add a weight to it so tha tit may be used offensively. This however, puts a magical strain on the user (ENG+16)

Additional Effects:


Weaknesses: the manipulation of multiple fluid types cuts the effective Qi range by 1/2 for each. (I.E. use of salt and fresh water together cuts overall range from 20ft to 10).

[Atlas Steele]

Feeling the person lunge from his shoulder, Atlas would reinforce the person where he could as he would notice a strength he couldn't compare to from the person that lunged forwards.
Seeing more and more people rush forwards, he would grit his teeth in hope before feeling a few hands...

"Oaaaaah!" He proclaimed to watching them fight before his blood ran cold... The amount of effort that was required to even make a difference at this point meant that they themselves were worthless...

If they gave up, before giving it a fair shot...!

"Thanks, Terry for whatever you did to me, but I feel more energy than ever before!" As Atlas rushed forwards, his entire body turning around as he knew what his plan was, he had trained this before, he believed in everybody that he worked with.

"It seems that our only plan is what we practice before! Dear old friends! Let us assist this Spike feller first, in the way that us elderly weaklings can do!"

As his plan would become obvious when he reached out his hands towards Trent, Attempting to grapple his hands if he wouldn't resist, hurricane throw him towards the Rabbit before following it up with a running jump towards Aroma.

Having once practiced with her punching his own feet, he would ready his feet down towards her as he aimed himself akin to a missile, before laughing loudly!
Hoping to be able to grapple the rabbit along with Trent upon being fired towards her!

[Trent "Hyas" Cassidy]

It was as if the universe agreed with Trent. Or, for that matter, Terry did. As it happened, this supposed fugitive fella had the power of friendship! ...Something like that. It wasn't any more than a fraction of a moment before the apprentice wrestler was brimming with a newfound energy. Trent's grasp upon Atlas then hovered, his digits flexing with an unknown, additional strength. Everything felt ludicrously clearer; the contrast was intense. The amateur combatant's eyes shone with a flash of something new. That "something" was just as intense as the rest of it. Then, a familiar battle cry roused him to follow suit.

"WUUUOOOOOOOOOOH!"

Trent arose far more swiftly than his pizzas did. As those grease circles fell into a strangely balanced pile, the apprentice wrestler's visage creased. His brow furrowed, his lips curled. This felt great! Atlas had gone ahead first; rushing in in a maneuver that Trent brought to mind immediately. One stellar tag-team combination indeed! An idea struck him. Trent thrust an open palm downward, bursting through the uppermost pizza box in an instant. Comically, as if made for a break in the chaos: a humongous, oversized pineapple with an entire eighteen inch cheese pizza slapped on top. It was brought out of a relatively typical pizza box.

"One pineapple with pizza, coming up!"

The real jig had just begun. Trent brought the immense fruit to his lips, taking a large, albeit incomplete chomp into the outer layer. The horrid joke of a takeout meal hung from his teeth; it was going with him and Atlas! Trent followed behind Atlas, catching up within seconds. The Man of Steele mentioned something about elderly weaklings. Hah! Somewhat muffled beneath pineapple, Trent snapped back, somewhat jovially.

"I'm still under half your age! Don't rust on me, Steele!"

Trent took hold of Atlas's hands as he reached out. Before he could do much else, the Megaton Man was launched by the Man of Steele! In a horizontal, rolling spin, it was as if Trent was stuck in the middle of the ring again. With all this energy, where could it go? Under miraculous timing, the Megaton Man's forehead, pineapple included, revealed itself as it (hopefully) made contact with that rabbit's slap-happy face! With any luck, the pineapple would rupture on impact, splattering juices and pizza chunks all over. Amidst that likely chaos, Trent's hands got busy. They swiped at what seemed like air, but there was no aimlessness to it. Touching down, resisting the spin of the world, the Megaton Man would attempt to grab at the bunny-woman's shoulders. Sidestepping, with a slight spin, he'd prepare a full nelson: giving way to a wide open chance for the Man of Steele to enter the fray!

"I'm best known as "Hyas, the Megaton Man"! Hate to say it, but it's a shame making your acquaintance, sky-lady!"

[Rhona Hall]

The rise in strength caught in her chest and she exhaled hard after a deep inhale ready for anything to come her way.

Attack- 29(36(51
Defense- 35(55(70
Speed- 19(35(50
Perception- 20(35
Energy-32(33(48

[Aroma]

Noticing Atlas standing up after having the small woman leap from his shoulders, Aroma listened to his plan. Nodding as things started to make sense to her, although… She didn’t understand one thing. “Why’re you two suddenly shou- HAAAAAAAAH!” Aroma suddenly yelled, as the supposed power boost from Terry took hold of herself too. She felt lighter, sturdier. And more importantly, stronger. They… May actually have a chance at making it out alive, if only just barely… Regardless, this was no time for doubts, it was time for action!

It was… Honestly a stupid plan, one that she felt as if could easily kill them all. However, it was the best they had. Even if they only tried it once before. Aroma’s oxen-esque ears flapped in annoyance upon hearing her be referred to as “elderly” in Atlas’s dramatic hero speech, outing her as one not strictly “human”.

“I… Am not…” Growled Aroma, clenching her right fist and pulling it back as Atlas was about to fall in front of her from his leap. “FUCKING OLD!” She roared, throwing her fist forwards and having it collide with her the sole of her friend’s foot. The sleeve of her jacket swelling from the impact before tearing entirely as she punched with all of her boosted might, launching the giant of a man towards the rabbit as part of the plan.

“AND YOU.” She barked, glaring at the rabbit woman she launched her friend towards with the fury of an enraged bull, pulling her hand back again, taking a sturdy battle ready stance. “”Target acquired”...” She spoke mockingly, throwing an additional Qi powered punch, sending a strong gust of a shockwave towards the rabbit woman, aimed towards either disarming her or knocking her out.

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Qi Use (1)


Zero Ability: Oxenfree - This ability is obtained from consuming a red bison, giving her bovine-like ears and improving her physique - Able to throw rocks with incredible power, Aroma has her sleeve usually tear completely open before throwing a small pebble that gets destroyed in the process, throwing a blast of compacted air towards the opponent. - Strength+16 - Physical Damage, as per zero rules.

[Sage Sudeki]

Spike had no idea what all the noise was behind him, but he didnt like the blood, turning on the laser part of the blade as he let go he would jump up and twist drawing his other blade aiming a diagonal splash for the Bunny's ears.

In all honesty he just wanted to see if they were real.

[Novocaine]

Nova would step away from the body flying at her, looking to use her grip on the man's legs to swing him around and slam him back on the ground!

"Please just stand down."

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Zero Ability:
Empowered Threads- When using wires or cloth, Nova gains +18 to attack.

|Attack: 34 (67)|Defense: 40(55)|Speed: 47(62)|Perception: 32(47)|Energy: 49(64)|
|Persuasion: 5(20)|Insight: 5(20)|

[Pig God, God of Pigs]

Tsu pulls the blood away, but she feels that it doesn’t… seem right. That feeling only grows as it begins to grow spikes and press in against her, pushing against the water coating her! It hasn’t quite penetrated yet, but it’s still painful! (10 Damage)

The bunny woman leans her head back as Spike slashes, though he still catches the left one slightly, causing a thin trail of blood to slice through the air! His other sword, still gripped in the woman’s hand, burns through the flesh, but she doesn’t seem to care.

The combination of Trent and Atlas being tossed towards her causes her to grin wider, and she meets Trent’s headbutt head-on, as it were, her skull slamming into his face hard enough to completely destroy his momentum and send him backwards into Atlas. (40 Damage)

However, as she goes to throw the sword she’d taken from Spike at the two burly men, intending on creating a wrestler shish kebab, Aroma’s shockwave pushes the bunny woman sideways, off balance!

Rhona is left alone to consider her options still, as is Avalon!

The Reclaimer is spun and slammed, and he basically growls on the ground, punching his hands into the street.

“Traitor. You’re going to pay with him!”

He grabs the threads, and green energy slides down them, making Nova feel as if she’s being electrocuted! (60 Damage)

However, it only lasts for a few seconds before Terry slams both knees into the man’s stomach, cutting him off.

“You should listen to the kid. I don’t really want to kill you and have more of you hunting me.”

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Terry: Attack 108, Defense 80, Speed 80, Perception 80, Energy 80
Reclaimer: Attack 80, Defense 75, Speed 60, Perception 60, Energy 80
Bunny-Woman: Attack 40, Defense 40, Speed 40, Perception 60, Energy 80

[Rhona Hall]

Rhona would take the bunny’s off balance as an opening and swoop in to deliver a low kick to try and further throw that balance of to ground her. Her fists were close to her face and body but her defined legs would do the work this round.

Attack- 29(36(51
Defense- 35(55(70
Speed- 19(35(50
Perception- 20(35
Energy-32(33(48