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Post by David B. on Oct 22, 2009 22:02:26 GMT -8
David appeared in front of Mitsuki.
"Nothing happens- you'll have to clamber over my dead body big guy."
He stared Zeus, the apparent god, straight in the eyes, unaffected by his massive power. He had seen John and Saint attacking, and since it was from a blindside of this man, David's body would be the distraction. His speed was the only speed here besides Leons that could keep up somewhat with this man, and he had to make sure that Mitsuki was protected- Katsuri could handle what was happening with Emily and Drea- David knew, from the start, Mitsuki had no chance against this god.
He would grin.
"C'mon big guy- don't tell me your afraid..."
He clenched his fists, waiting for the massive, seven foot giant to go on the attack.
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Post by Gabriel Seran on Oct 22, 2009 23:54:01 GMT -8
Gabriel snarled as "Scene" with a combo of Zeus broke threw the ranks splitting them apart. A hand ripped out grasping around "Scene" before throttling the figure to the ground (If captured,). Regardless of whether he took control of "Scene" or not Gabriel had two responsibilities. Protect Gilgamesh, and protect Mitsuki.
"Get to cover now!" Gabriel snarled at Gilgamesh before sprinting towards Mitsuki.
Blaze was working the distraction now, perfect. The two of them could do anything together if they stood united. Gabriel only wished he'd had more time.
"This'll be ugly."
using the momentary lapse Zeus may have ahd Gabriel would lnge from behind onto the man's back setting a palm on his face whilst straddling him and using his other free hand to remove the collar.
Stupid. Stupid. Stupid.
"Burn Mother Fucker!"
(ooc:
Strength: 538
Constitution: 146
Charisma: 80)
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Post by Arthur Ð on Oct 23, 2009 2:09:31 GMT -8
Arthur would continue to try move towards the center of the opposing though in that far with no other targets he was easily marked as the target. The tight room not allowing for full swings so only the odd punch got thrown at Arthur and not at full strength whilst hands clambored to drag him down. And they were succeeding. Arthurs instincts told him to just fry the lot of them though that would do him little, no. He had to wait.
"Not. Yet. Not. Yet." Arthur would exclaim through his modulator as he fell to his knees starting to succumb to the pressure around him, he needed only just a bit more time to change the charge. To go for a strike.
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Post by seishounohana on Oct 23, 2009 9:23:43 GMT -8
At this point, Emily found herself slightly reminded of how reckless she had been the past few minutes. She had strayed from her group, more or less rushed past hundreds of soldiers in an attempt to save her sister.
Her only sister.
Her only Family.
This was Emily's only way of redeeming herself from her past sins; saving her from the pain she had to go through. There was little else to explain, at least from Emily's perspective. Even as the soldier passed on her sister to a larger minion before Emily's leg met with his neck, causing it to snap. The soldier fell to the ground, cold.
He was dead.
Emily didn't care, even as she stood right above the man's dead corpse and rushed forward. She didn't ultimately care who approached her for help in saving Drea, but all she knew was that she must; and she did. Emily's fist would drive itself onto the lumbar area of the Soldier that was trying to get Drea back causing him to more or less flinch as the hard metal was basically turned to press against his back, causing him great pain as he moved. Then Emily went and took out another soldier who went to go after Katsuri. Emily would punch him right at the diaphragm and topple him over.
Emily would then run back, running forward to go back to where Katsuri was. "Thanks, Katsuri." She said, "I'll leave Rea to yo-"
It was then she heard the voice of Mitsuki. Was she this "Princess" this Zeus person was talking about? Emily then rushed back to the group, her eyes piercing through the eyes of the soldiers, and eyed most especially those whom had tried to approach David, Mitsuki and that god whom she were in close proximity to (give or take ten meters away). Emily fought her way through, punching directly at the head - something a little too aggressive to be Emily's usual tactics. Let's say that she was getting a little pissed.
No one tries to hurt family and live to brag about it!
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Post by Scene on Oct 23, 2009 11:40:13 GMT -8
OOC((Dammit Gabriel, you just had to attack him didn't you...))
Scene felt himself clutched, laughing as he was slammed into the cement with a violent force. He didn't feel a damn thing. He placed his hands over and behind his head, cocking his legs and throwing his body forward and up, coming to his feet as quickly as he had gone to the ground. Before Gabriel would make it anywhere Near Zeus, Scenes knee would slam directly into the side of his head with a debilitating blow, likely sending the would-be superhero flying through a cluster of men. After that, Scene would immediately set his eyes on the target of Gabriel- Emily Del los Santos.
Or so he assumed- was kinda hard to tell, and frankly, she was the only one who caught his eye.
He giggled, breaking the neck of a soldier who was attacking her, Scenes mouth pulled up in a snarling grin. He would punch her, aiming straight for her head, his body a blur, his fist likely unseen. He cackled maniacally, blood dripping off his mask from the slam Gabriel would have done. After hitting Emily, Scene would turn and look at the one She had been about to attack, a large man in gold. He tilted his head, his grin widening. He would launch himself at the mans Knees, right at the back, hopefully taking him out so he fell to them, probably tearing the semimembraneous tendon, the gracilis tendon and if not, at the very least, it would injure the fibular or tibular nerves there.
OOC:((Stats before Qi:
Str- 55
Dex- 55
Con- 50
Int- 45
Wis- 55
Cha- 55 (110)
Stats AFTER Qi:
Str- 165
Dex- 165
Con- 150
Int- 135
Wis- 165
Cha- 165 (330)
Scene feels absolutely NO pain from anything done to him for the next nine posts.
Posts until Qi deactivates and he falls unconscious: 7/9))
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Post by Gilgamesh Magnius on Oct 23, 2009 15:42:20 GMT -8
Gilgamesh did what he was told, his body flung behind cover and he lay on a rock and sighed.
His hands clentched. He was through.. He wanted to help!
Gilgamesh just watched for a moment, a tear came to his eyes, his friends and brothers... all risking their lives for the school.. He just watched and started to cough alot, then he saw.. blood.. he had his own blood on his hands, he looked back and sighed.. He was 100% useless..
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Post by Kazuya Hikari on Oct 23, 2009 15:46:02 GMT -8
Just as Alex successfully KO'ed the guy that had been blocking his way with a powerful roundhouse kick to the side, he heard before he even saw, Mitsuki. ...Mitsuki? But Alex had no time to ponder or fathom why Mitsuki was here, charging his way through the silver armor clad army, before reaching the big man himself, the one clad in gold armor, Zeus... The king of the gods? Alex just stared blankly, but snapped out of his stupor as he felt a sudden drop in temperature, was it just him, or did it suddenly get very cold around here? In a way, it was true, with the arrival of the one called "Scene." Alex just stared as he saw bodies go flying from out of nowhere, forcing him to duck as one flew over his head, landing with a sickening crunch on the sidewalk. It was like whoever was going it had no control whatsoever, for he attacked anyone in his line of sight, that is, until he reached Mitsuki. His reaction and action made Alex want to palm his own face, though he had no time for such trivial actions, it seemed Zeus had found what he was looking for, it was... "Mitsuki..." This was not a good day.
Alex swung his right arm in a wide arc, connecting with the armor of one the minions, maintaining his grip on it as he heated up the armor. He didn't have time to deal with the small fry, he had to go in for the big kahuna himself, Zeus. He grabbed the face of the guy, burning his face, before letting him fall to the side, clutching his burnt face as he screamed in agony. He saw two guys attack Zeus, one swinging a hammer, much like the one Hephaestus used. This time however, he saw, before he heard, one big guy's voice. Alex was in the inner circle now, off to side of Zeus, focusing on him even as he saw David appear in front of Mitsuki. Zeus wanted Mitsuki. So what's the most logical goal here? Prevent him from getting Mitsuki, duh. He didn't have a God item like most of those fighting here had, but honestly, he was not going to lie down and stay in the back. He was going to fight, and fight he would.
(OOC: CON: 69)
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Post by Deleted on Oct 23, 2009 19:22:51 GMT -8
On cue Zachariah dropped down to allow John to swing his hammer around and disable the soldier that had been causing trouble. He couldn’t argue with John’s reasoning, even if he wanted to, which he did not. Needless to say when John started to bash his way through the battlefield with his hammer, Zachariah followed right behind while keeping a safe enough distance to not catch a hammer blow to the face in the process. It also gave him a moment to scan the battlefield and notice the soldier rushing away from Zeus along with the fact that many of the students were converging to assist the former captain. There was a sinking feeling in the pit of his stomach… not knowing much about battle didn’t mean he knew nothing of strategy, chess thought him that. If his feeling was right… they were rushing into a precarious position and about to be surrounded on all sides and outnumbered.
Nearing their target, Zachariah would sneak in a tap to John’s shoulder to signal a stop to the swinging the hammer for a moment as he had yet another plan, a simpler one. When John would stop his bashing then Zachariah would give a short burst of speed to leap over the other boy while grabbing onto the both of his companions shoulders. As his feet would land in front of John, Zachariah would motion his head for John to give him a hand with a jump of his own before Zachariah put all of his strength developed from years of Capoeira to use his body as a slingshot to basically fire John like a missile at Zeus’ backside. It was a complicated move to pull of but would provide a great speed boost of John’s attack and with the elder student blocking Zeus’ way while distracting him the chance of success got a large increase.
Meanwhile Zachariah would be left some distance back with a group soldiers around but if it worked it would be worth it. However if his got was right, it wouldn’t be enough. It wasn’t all that often that Zachariah wanted to be wrong but this was one of those times.
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Post by Mr. Kaar on Oct 24, 2009 9:15:26 GMT -8
Leon watched as everyone broke rank. This was bad! They had all gone off to do their own thing, if it wasn't helping Mitsuki it was saving that female that was dumb enough to get caught in the first place. Now they would be over run, outmanned, and outnumbered. See this is why he hated to see things like this, there was no tactics to it, it was all rush, what did they just not see the ARMY of people at their backsides? Leon would charge towards them, and pisk a point between the soldiers and the students, moving as fast as he could to get there.
"No!"
Leon would slide in coming to a halt glowing as he released his adrenaline and endorphines, sucking in as much of the electricity int he area at one time as he could, raising his arms he would release it all outward infront of him, blowing away the front lines of the enemy with nothing but energy. They'd all get back up though, there was no doubt about that.
"Idiots! Stop worrying about that, pick an enemy and fight the bulk! Your going to be defeated without even so much aas putting a dent in their leader!"
Leon was trying to get ANYONE back to the front lines so MAYBE there could be a chance at fighting the leader. As things stood now they would get past even Leon, surround the fools, and pick apart the ones who had been seperated without even trying. It was pure madness. They needed to get back in line.
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Post by Drea on Oct 24, 2009 19:05:02 GMT -8
Drea felt the person holding her jolt - and was unsurprised to find herself falling. She was surprised, however, to feel a sudden wind sweep over her before she was caught and easily hefted upwards. She guessed that it was Katsuri that had her from the ease with which she was lifted.
"K-Katsuri...?" she called his name, a bit of hesitance obvious since she wasn't entirely sure it was him. "Wh-what's going on...?" She was obviously confused. She had no idea what was going on - much less what had happened. And on top of that, she still had no idea why the hell she was partly getting kidnapped and partly thrown into the midst of a war.
The nerves that had been struck still obstructed her somatosensory cortex, which controlled her movement, and her visual cortex, which obviously played a major role in her sight.
"Is Cris okay?"
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Post by Victor "Break" D'Armond on Oct 24, 2009 21:11:09 GMT -8
Victor was now a soldier himself, covered in water emulating the dragoon, two water hammers in hand he listened to everyone going crazy, being the one guy not breaking ranks. he looked at gilgamesh
"Gilgamesh, stand and fight! you'll never get stronger if you just lay there, let gabriel do his thing, fight by my side against the army, we need some people to focus on these numbers" Victor commanded taking Leon's advice more than anyone elses.
and so Victor stood, still one of the few who was fighting the army and not the one giant man... his hammers in full swing he ran forward, bursts of water coming out to strike any soldier within five feet of him (str 94) multiple times, and swinging his hammers like a madman, crushing helms, and ruining faces as he went through his almost dance like motions
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Post by Zeus on Oct 24, 2009 22:48:12 GMT -8
And just like that it got much, much worse, while everyone besides the few still standing between the army and Zeus where busy with the distraction that seemed to work way beyond expectations. 50 more soldiers came running out of the building the soldier previousely dissappeared in, all wearing black armor. These soldiers where highly trained, each seperately being in hundreds of battles, and together working as a single unit in motion. Myrmidons. Of course if one knew, among them would be the golden haired leader, supposedly the greatest warrior ever born.
Achilles.
Str: 1,500
Dex:1,200
Con: 900
Int: 500
Wis: 330
Cha: 500
Myrmidons
Str: 100
Dex: 200
Con: 220
Int: 100
Wis: 120
Cha: 100
Not far behind them would be a group of singular looking warriors. A seven foot ten inch giant of muscles, being led by a smalled in compairison six foot five inch man. The muscle man didn't wear any armor, a simple headband, and greaves. The smaller man wore a shoulder pad, made of gold to look like a lions head. He carried a pole and wore boots. He had black pants and a white shirt on. It was Jason, and Hercules.
Hercules
Str: 200
Dex: 200
Con: 200
Int: 100
Wis: 150
Cha: 200
Jason:
Str: 150
Dex: 1,000
Con: 200
Int: 200
Wis: 200
Cha: 200
They all made their way into the battle. It was true two of the fighters holding the line where powerful, but when faced against these three heroes and the army of myrmidons that joined the battle... It was not likely to hold.
But to Zeus now.
The man stood still looking at David, knowing full well he may have to go through this titan of 259 before getting to the Princess. But before he could get any kind of retort to the boy he felt someone grab his face... THEY GRABBED HIS FACE!
Like a flash Zeus's hand would grasp the one touching his face, feeling the heat, Zeus would emit an electrical charge into the hand that would make the undertaker cry. Squeezing with enough force to crush the hand, while lifting it and turning quickly to use the boy as a meat flail. Swinging him at David Blaze.
Strength: 1,200
Dexterity: 1050
Constitution: 150
Intelligence: 140
Wisdom: 950
Charisma: 120
Stats changed for what was shown.
((I'll be controlling the three heroes.))
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Post by Krane Asiv on Oct 24, 2009 23:02:59 GMT -8
This was... Blood boiling.
Peering down on this mess... Something moved in Spike's body... He was trembling looking down on the field of battle... His whole body felt warm, hot even. As if he where burning from the inside out. There was an itch in his mind, and almost physically, he wanted to do something.
You see. He was not trembling from fear, it was excitement, a battle of this magnitude.. He had never seen one before. His body was burning from the adrenaline now coursing through his body. The itch was that of a need for battle, being a Sudeki his lust for battle would never be supressed.
No matter the enemy, no matter how impossible it was for Spike to even match up to anyone down there, he would fight. If nothign else he would fight alongside his father, rushing down the stairs breaking out the school doors and running straight for the battle field, he would run pass Zeus and them for the front lines.
His black hair was hanging to almost shoulder height, a mess. On his right arm those supressive bandages still present. A dark purple tank top, and black cargo pants. He would fight, ducking a quick jab, ones like his dad threw, Spike knew what he was up against now, these guys where way stronger than him. He had to play smart, the armor would be a problem. Against one of these guys alone Spike would have to use his trump card, but right in front of his dad? His dad had made his technique forbidden... Wrapping it in supressent bandages...
Spike was knocked back a powerful kick catching him in his ducked position before he could capitalize on it. Rolling to his feet he would charge back in., catching a blow with both arms putting Spike in a spin he would bring his own elbow around smacking the guy in the jaw with it, Spike would jump straight up with his knee aiming to catch the guy under the chin for another blow to the jaw, if that worked Spike would bring another elbow down on top of the dude's head.
Well one down. 250 more to go it would seem.
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Post by Arthur Ð on Oct 24, 2009 23:10:27 GMT -8
((Leon, you're evil))
Arthur was succumbing to the throng around him, having waded right into the enemies force without any form of back up but it was time.
"Time. Time. Time. Time. Always. About. That. Dwindling. Resource." Arthur would mutter though most of the feelings conveyed in his tone would be lost to the mechanical timing of the modulator. But regardless, Arthur got what he wanted. He flickered his qi back to life, though this time instead of his body being covered in an electrical surge, the energy worked inwardly, increasing his muscle strength. From his kneeling position Arthur could also reach the straps, albiet awkwardly, to drop the weights off his form.
Still being pressed into the ground Arthur would release two shockwaves imeadiately, causing the armoured warriors within the imeadiate vicinity of Arthur to be knockbacked, toppling down in the tight throng. Now free of the supression of the crowd, Arthur returned to his feet and threw off another shockwave to keep the armoured warriors away from him as he took a page out of Victors book. A modified curb stomp where he would try to kick into his opponents jaw heel first with enough strength to at least incapacitate them.
((Arthurs Stats- Shockwave Strength: First - 117, Second - 114, Third - 111
Strength: 54
Dexterity: 37
Constitution: 22
Intelligence: 20
Wisdom: 10
Charisma: 23))
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Post by Gabriel Seran on Oct 24, 2009 23:30:07 GMT -8
Gabriel felt the surge as the electricity volted up his body through the arm. The familiar feel he'd recalled time and time again though now this was horrendously scary. The pure power of it made him excited his heart throbbing out of control and the need to control it, that power itself was what he indeed needed. Soon his body felt like nothing everything numb as he was used as a weapon and thrown at the God's feet lying there limp as a dead fish. Eyes batted in incremental stages pleading for life, pleading for a second to revive oneself. Panic set in and he was deathly afraid.
"David.... Now's your chance...." Gabriel tried sputtering out as he fell to the floor falsifying a death till Zeus would be unsuspecting. Weak as he was from the blast he wasn't out of it.
His right hand blown to bits and chunks his only remaining source of attack was his left which lie crippled over his chest. Time it perfectly.. Gabriel waited a beat.
Now!
With a radiant surge of energy Gabriel would thrust up to his maximum speed nowhere near as fast as the God but hopefully timing meant something. Gabriel would drive a fist into the man's chest hopefully imparing him long enough for the others to strike him down.
"I'll hold strong..." Gabriel whispered more to himself than anyone else as he'd try to grapple the man still burning all the way like some hellish ghoul.
(ooc:
Strength: 1942
Constitution: 125
Charisma: 74
And Yes I have a Fetish for burning faces off. He was asking for it =D)
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