Magnus Hex
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Post by Magnus Hex on Feb 5, 2016 22:01:39 GMT -8
see my flames burning in the dark of the night | "Fuckin... Shit..." The redhead would grunt, displeased of the situation at hand as he looked down at the situation from the school's rooftop. Slowly and casually, he'd walk down the stairs, pushing open the building's doors only to see the riot come closer.
As he walked closer to the crowd, he would be seen casually adjusting his gauntlets. Upon reaching the rioting bunch of students from the neighboring school, Magnus would clash his fists together, creating the sound of clashing metals from his gauntlets, and showing the word 'PILLAR' on his gauntlets that was spelled out after bringing both fists together.
He'd immediately punch one of the rioting students with as much force as possible, keeping a deadpan look on his face as he did.
"Sorry, I'm late... Let's make this quick..."
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Post by Melanie Ross on Feb 5, 2016 22:05:17 GMT -8
Melanie would look to her Captain and nod once. She wasn't planning on being brutal, she just wanted to keep her populace safe. When the rioters reached the police, they fanned out. Shit.
Melanie ran left to cut one off from the school. He threw a punch and she dodged. He may have been fast, but it mattered not. she dove past him and planted a firm foot in his middle back launching him far enough to pull her whip out of her satchel. Hearing her Captain's call, she would echo.
"Leave now and stay in one piece." Her voice came low and harsh. So much for non brutality. Melanie could feel the anger pooling inside her. How dare they...? he same anger she had for the male student... This wouldn't be pretty.
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Tristan Korvel
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"One who deceives will always find those who allow themselves to be deceived."
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Post by Tristan Korvel on Feb 5, 2016 22:05:43 GMT -8
~I'd love to change the world~
"Sooner or later they'd probably get inside right?"
Tristan would hear those words as he made landfall on the ground floor and silently stalked onto the front porch of the school. Cool eyes lingered for a moment over the figure wearing the hat and cast their way to make eye contact with her, if she were permitting of course. In just an instant as well he'd feign his attention elsewhere just as quick to the horizon perhaps where the mass of students presided. "True." He'd grin a wide Cheshire smile seemingly unphased by the threat, this wasn't really his school anyhow new or otherwise, people in his position had no duty to it just themselves. "Like the announcement said, Pillars only, we're not important." He'd repeat in a mocking tone making sure to make no effort whatsoever to hide his disdain for their plight. His gaze would return once again to the girl in the hat and offer her forth a smile, "at least that's the sort of thing a system like this is designed to do... make us out to be lab rats." Jeering her? Perhaps, he was curious what buttons these remarks would press. Honestly he'd hoped for empathy or even rage. He'd settle for rage.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 5, 2016 22:19:38 GMT -8
Arathorn tapped his pencil repeatedly along with his foot, looking back and forth between the door and his paper.
"I haven't practiced my combat with an actual person for awhile....Ah screw it."
Arathon got up and walked over to the door and headed out as he heard a couple of the students yell "Hey, where do you think you're going?!" He just ignored it as his walk burst into a sudden sprint to the outside.
Gazing out at the sight of the mass of fists and fighting, he smiled just a tad. "Time to go hunting..." he muttered under his breath as he ran straight into the crowd his fists clenched. He ran past a blue haired kid and some brown haired girl wearing a hat. He called out "Let's go." to the two as he ran past them with only a foot between him and the blue haired kid.
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Levi Kayamei
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Post by Levi Kayamei on Feb 5, 2016 23:29:10 GMT -8
Levi forced a confident smile as he swallowed hard, turning to face the same direction as the others in anticipation of the oncoming riot. Levi could not honestly say he was experience in brawl fight scenarios, but now was as good a time as any. He had trained hard to survive this school and he was about to find out if his training had been enough. He stared ahead with a look of determination as his fists tightened at his sides as his blood began to heat up in anticipation, chuckling as he spoke more confidently.
"I can't say I'm disappointed...beats detention. "
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Cereza Nova Grey
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~Tick Tock no time to lose~
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Post by Cereza Nova Grey on Feb 6, 2016 7:35:00 GMT -8
{ Tristan Korvel , @arathornteros } {Tick Tock} 'The betrayal you see is trivial What is truly fearsome is the betrayal you don't.' ---------------------------------
-- Grey hues descended upon the oncoming rioters till an unknown obscured her view momentarily. The White Rabbit cascaded her gaze to meet his own, aloof in some form. Seem he had heard her words and felt the need to comment. Was there truth in his words? Yes and Cereza wasn't one to ignore it. It's not as though she didn't think of it the same way. If she stood in this moment it wasn't in defense of this school that she hadn't even attended a class to yet - it was for herself. Or unless she found some other ulterior motives to add into the mixture.
-- His cheshire grin and mocking tone was duly noted as he faced her once more with the onslaught upon his back. The police as usual of course created more of a mess for others to clean up rather than truly helping the situation. However the one before her from the vibe she was feeling was seemingly trying to gauge her. Poke the bear as she would normally put it. Cereza was never an easy read by any standards. Her buttons weren't easily pushed in part due to provocation was her little game too. Full lips parted in attempt to respond but was cut short by a wild attacker lunging from her left. With a swift side step to her right the attacker would essentially be bypassing her but she didn't allow him to go unscathed. As his idiotic movement sent him solely forward and uncontrolled, a well timed sharp left elbow collided with his temple putting him down.
-- Unfazed she drifted those hues back to the blue haired individual continuing with her attempted response as if nothing had just occurred. Not that she was unaware of the impending danger but she saw no reason to panic like a prissy princess in need of her knights for saving. Cereza wasn't that girl. Just before she did another boy ran past calling to them but she didn't budge.
"Like lambs to the slaughter. Though sometimes the lambs slaughter the butcher."
-- Her words were on topic as much as they seemed possibly off. They were left to linger to be deciphered by the other.
"Let them feel important. Target's only grow bigger."
-- She seemed smooth, calm in her tone. Nothing being given away to any intentions or further thoughts as if her words were just simply what they were. Now let the riot begin.
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Marcelis Cross
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I am but one man, but it can only take one to start a battle, and win a revolution.
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Post by Marcelis Cross on Feb 6, 2016 18:18:10 GMT -8
I realized how hard it is to give a damn But you can't blame a guy for trying... ☼ **Well, it seems like the cops might take care of this. But that didn't actually happen the way it should. Everyone from the mob just burst apart as riot control came on the scene. Even noticing the others who came out of the school's gates, Marcelis knew that a clash was inevitable. But then a question came to his mind. 'Why would the school allow their students to enter a conflict that was for the police?' He knew this school was... Special in their structure and protocols, which in prime example showing now. He kicked himself off the wall as one the guy spotted him nearest to an wooden stick on the ground. The guy ran and within seconds grabbed the stick launched himself into Mars, with the ill of intent. The young lion cocked his head to the side as he took the last moment to register the attack and dove to the side as the two-sixty student send a downward slash trying to cave his head into his chest. Marcelis stayed on his left knee for a second as he stood up, he wasn't going to be caught unaware again. Mars clenched his fists as the boy approached again he was fast but he didn't judge distance well enough getting more closer than he needed to before swing horizontally trying to change up his tactics. He shouted out something along the lines of 'Pillar bitch' as he released his attack. "Pillar...Bitch?" **Instinct kicked in, He stepped forward, to get more in between the swing, noticing the arc now, he ducked it and rolled to his right as the stick just grazed his shoulder-blades. In the lag of the attack, and using the momentum of the roll, Mars popped up unscathed and pissed off as he shifted his weight on his right leg and released a strong right hook on his opponent's jaw. With the small stagger, he took a step forward with his left leg and slammed his left fist on the right cheek with another vicious hook. That cause the man to dropped the stick and meeting the ground as quick as the inanimate object he was holding. He wasn't knocked out but he wasn't going to be all there anytime soon, and now, Marcelis was really to hit someone else. The pillars... He mentioned the pillars before having meeting with the ground a second ago. Is all for the 'pillars' of the school? Are the people he saw coming out to help was these so-called pillars. Too many questions, too much riot to ask them now. But in due time... In due time. 'Well... My first day here, and its starting out like this? Man, what type of shit school did you send me to...' NOTES: If I stepped outta pocket please let me know. ☼ TAGS:
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Kyle Nellist
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Post by Kyle Nellist on Feb 6, 2016 22:18:09 GMT -8
Kyle wasn't the brutal type. As the rioters approached, he spun counter clockwise, his left leg whipping out for a spinning back kick to the side of the first ones face. KO, baby. The second his leg landed, he leapt forward and threw a flying knee into the second ones chin. He landed by Melanie who was calling out to the others. He winced, pain in his knee indicative of what was in store for beating people up. This kind of fighting was...not something he was used to. His hands were still healing from a classroom fight the day before as well.
"Nothing is ever easy, is it?"
At least he could watch the Pillars back, right?
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Post by Zack Asiv on Feb 6, 2016 22:28:57 GMT -8
All enemies: Atk: 20 Def: 1 Spd: 19 Per: 5 Eng: 5 Emily Suddenfield (Emily) The Captain would find herself charged by one individual leaping through the air with a knee jutted out and aimed for her jaw! Violet LockheartViolet has a girl swinging a baseball bat for her left shoulder! @arathornteros Would see two running at him full sprint, making a small wall of people to tackle him! Magnus HexA rather large guy would step forward and bring a double ax handle down for his head! Melanie Ross / Kyle NellistThe guy would turn over and get back up scrambling towards her to try and grab her as another person attacked from behind with a stomp kick for her back! Wonder if Kyle could intervene! Tristan KorvelA fucking dodge ball is flying for Tristan's head! Levi KayameiA full on assault a flying high kick and a second guy after that with a harsh right hook aiming to slam him into the ground. Cereza Nova GreyCereza would be met with another person! A girl throwing a swift snap kick for her face. Marcelis CrossAnd now a girl with a hockey stick is swinging horizontally for Mars left knee! Krane AsivKrane is being attacked by a strange member of the riot... In fact a foot would feel like it straight went through his stomach. @all It appears to those perceptive enough (10 or more in perception) that the riot was fighting each other as much as the 259 students and police. A lot of them looked injured or exhausted.
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Post by Emily Suddenfield on Feb 6, 2016 23:33:22 GMT -8
They weren't listening.
She sighed, and a broad grin crossed over her face.
Alright. Finally.
As the man jumped in the air at her, she jumped as well, her hand coming down to grip the side of his thigh as her other would aim to plant on his chest. She'd follow him back down to the ground, giving a WWE-style spine buster into the cement. If it worked, she'd leap over him but, as she did so would stomp down on his face. Then she would aim to football punt one of the two guys attacking levi in the nuts from behind and then throw a swift chop for the back of his neck.
Her head was on a swivel, prepared for any rear attacks as well.
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Post by Violet Lockheart on Feb 6, 2016 23:36:37 GMT -8
~We Rise~
Still in a haze of confidence and feeling her abilities out Violet would be smugly enjoying herself turning a gaze upwards towards the riots seeing them still going out. While most would be keenly aware that the swarms were digging into one another she'f be completely unaware and under the guise that it was a unified effort. Sobering herself up she'd bring fists upwards to prep herself. That was until a stern smack would catch her shoulder. Strum. It'd play her like and instrument catching her completely off guard and forcing her to stumble outright to her right before catching her feet.
"Hey!" She'd respond by shooting off with the right foot, throwing with it a right uppercut to the girl's jawline hoping that if she were any real athlete she'd follow through the full swing leaving her mighty exposed.
Combat Stuffs
ATK: 10 DEF: 15 SPD: 10 PER: 5 ENG: 19
Stamina: 184/190 -3 (for uppercut) - 13%(20) = 164/190 Resistance: 13%
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Post by Deleted on Feb 6, 2016 23:39:51 GMT -8
As Arathorn ran forward, he took the briefest moment to get a feel for his surroundings, seemingly slowing time in his own mind.
In doing so, he noticed three things
First of all, he noticed that those rioting were actually so oblivious that many were fighting each other instead of those from his school. In fact, they had been fighting for long enough that they seemed rather tired, and bruised up pretty bad.
Second, he noticed ahead of him were to men running straight for him, pairing up to tackle him. No clear punches or kicks, simply just running at him. This was a little problematic, seeing as how this wasn't really something he had prepared for: utter recklessness.
Third, he noticed a crowbar laying on the street, right beside a limp hand of an unconscious body of a knocked down rioter. Perfect.
Just as Arathorn reached the crowbar, the men were about two yards ahead of him and closing quickly. Using his foot he launched the crowbar sideways straight into the one on his left's face, assessing that he'd be too worn out for his body to be alert enough to catch it and do anything with it. He figured worse case scenario he would block it or dodge it, but the man was simply way too tired to catch it. For the one to his right he would try for a jump side kick to his stomach. If successful, he would go for a jump front kick to the face, knowing he would be hunched over at that point.
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Tristan Korvel
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"One who deceives will always find those who allow themselves to be deceived."
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Post by Tristan Korvel on Feb 6, 2016 23:59:28 GMT -8
~I'd love to change the world~
"Let's go."
Tristan would glance up if only briefly to acknowledge the boy's presence who bolted past them. He had no interest in trivial matters anyone could see that this was just a rabble of teens looking for any sort of action if anything it was all a ploy to gain sympathy of the higher powers. He shared nothing but their misplaced contempt offing the boy an eager scowl as he bolted.
AS his attention redirected to the girl he watched as she went under siege from a foe and she was all the sooner to respond. Tristan didn't have any knightly bone in his body content to watch in intrigue at her motions before immanent danger befell him. Smack. He'd feel the force of a dodge ball hit him square in the head forcing his step to shuffle back and his head to be a little jumbled. He would immediately turn his attention skyward looking for the would be attacker. He had no interest in their squabble, but these were merely the mice, they had to be taught who be the lions. Institutionally he'd raise the ball to throw hearing her response toll out in his peripherals. And by God did he enjoy her response.
The prepped ball readied to throw would simply be lowered and dropped to the ground beside him hands raised in response. "Tristan, a pleasure." He'd say moving forward to make her acquaintance.
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ATK: 10 DEF: 5 SPD: 15 PER: 15 ENG: 5
Stamina: 50/50 -1/2(19) = 40/50 Resistance: 5%
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Magnus Hex
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Post by Magnus Hex on Feb 7, 2016 2:48:48 GMT -8
see my flames burning in the dark of the night | As the man would slam his fists on top of Magnus' head, he'd stagger backwards, although immediately, he would stomp his left foot backwards to stop him from staggering. He can be visibly seen gritting his teeth in anger as his crimson orbs rolled up to see his adversary. An ominous shadow was casted upon his face as his hair fell down from the man's attack.
"You know, I was sleeping up there on the roof..." He'd narrate as he would hold both of the man's arms which are still positioned in an axe handle on top of his head. He'd squeeze both arms with as much force as possible, attempting to crush his arms' bones. "...And all these noise woke me up..." He would continue as he squeezed harder and harder, waiting to hear the cracking of the man's bones
Immediately, regardless of crushing his bones or not, he would now lower the man's arms to his side and pull it, all while he is pushing the man's torso with his foot. "...I was still a bit woozy..." He continued narrating as he kept on pulling the man's arm and pushing his torso away. "...All thanks to you..." He'd add before trailing off. Crushing the man's bones wasn't enough, he also wanted to make both of this man's arms to pop right off of its joints.
"'...I'm finally awake." Magnus would add, finishing his speech as he would smile. Once his task of fully disabling the man's arms is done, he'd now spin, all while still holding the man's arms. Now, he aimed to sweep anyone around him using the big ass man.
"LET'S GET THIS DONE AND OVER WITH! ...But first, let me tell you all my dream..."
■ ■ TLDR: He tried crushing the man's Bones on his forearm, then he tried pulling the man's arms off of it's joints, then he's spinning around with the man, sweeping everyone around using the man.
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Cereza Nova Grey
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~Tick Tock no time to lose~
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Post by Cereza Nova Grey on Feb 7, 2016 8:31:31 GMT -8
{ Tristan Korvel } 'The betrayal you see is trivial What is truly fearsome is the betrayal you don't.' ---------------------------------
-- From what Cereza could tell this was going to go one of two ways - long and drawn out or short and swift. It all came down to the individuals involve. Truthfully she too had no interest in the matter but she couldn't deny a slight curiosity as to why it spilled over their way. There was something off or so her intuitions were saying so.
~It's almost a hive mentality yet all the same not. It's more disjointed.~
-- She thought to herself just before the blue haired boy got struck in the head with a dodge ball. That was no fun. No doubt he probably felt a little ringing in his head unless he had a hell of a thick skull then power to him. There was no time to bother with his plight - not like she cared - as she suddenly had her own to deal with.
-- The girl was swift on her approach Cereza had to give her that much. If it wasn't for the fact the girl more than likely needed to pause in order to snap the kick, let alone to her height she might've caught her fully. Though fast it seemed a little off, maybe misjudged. Cereza wasn't going to get to her hand up in time to block so her option was to quickly lean back in a weave. Small movements a bit quicker than larger ones as she was taught. At the exact same motion her front leg would lash out in a front kick intended for the girl's knee of her grounded leg to immobilize. Her motion would continue once her foot landed and she spun around performing a spinning whip kick to the girls jaw. Tit for tat. If it all went accordingly she'd listen but keep her senses open to anymore onslaughts.
'Tristan, a pleasure.'
-- This Tristan certainly knew when to pick his introduction timing. Hand shakes were something done in greeting each other yet right now she wasn't looking at him to notice and didn't want her hands tied up and caught off guard. Then again if she did and was attacked she would've pulled him in as a shield.
"Cereza..They're fighting each other."
-- She noted out loud. Calmly. They appeared to be running low on steam and many seemed to be hurt. Something was definitely off. Gray's scanned about looking for anything of real interest. A clue something. If a lion was leading a pack of sheep that was something to pay attention to.
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