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Post by Sulfur on Sept 2, 2018 1:35:55 GMT -6
Sulfur's PL: 1,000 | AVALURO's PL: 47,290
North City. Home. After what was going to transpire, it’s not going to be her home anymore. Sulfur currently stood on top of a very tall building, wearing her suit AVALURO. She stared blankly among the streets, looking around at the many people who wandered about without a care. “I want that.” She said quietly, only for it to be followed up with another voice. “Wait, what? Sorry, just woke up… so uh, I see that I’m… fused with TURO? What’s happenin-“ The avian within the fused power suit would press a button near her head piece, silencing the voice that just spoke with her. “All these people are just… so happy. They don’t care with what’s been happening, and acting as if everything is normal.” The avali would continue as she raised a hand, pointing towards a random couple that was sitting on a street bench together, laughing and whatnot. It was enough to make Sulfur sick to her stomach, “These people… just everyone. They’re happy. They are… very happy. I hate that. I really hate that…” She spoke in a sort of slurred tone before balling her hand into a fist.
“I want that.”
Screams would soon fill the streets, only to be followed up by various explosions. Sulfur within her power suit was now going on a rampage, causing as much destruction and mayhem she could. But for what cause? Why was this seemingly innocent avali destroying everything on sight? Nobody knows except for one person, though for now he wasn’t exactly around. Let’s just say that whatever happened to Sulfur, it was a mere mistake. Anywho, whoever did this to here, they were nowhere to be found. It was just Sulfur, but one might ask, could you even call her ‘Sulfur’ at this point?
After managing to destroy a few buildings, the avian would land in the middle of the city streets. Cars were abandoned, people were fleeing, buildings were set ablaze… Nobody was happy no more. But then something caught Sulfur’s eye, and that something was the same exact couple she saw 10 minutes ago. The two seemed to have been running, both holding hands just so they wouldn’t lose each other among the fleeing crowd. Slowly she raised a hand up, opening her three digits and revealing her palm. A ball of blue energy began to form in front of her splayed hand, charging up a ki attack aimed directly towards the crowd.
Sulfur is causing panic among the streets, but for what reason?
Super Trait Active: Super Minion!
AVALON and TURO are fused and now have 47,290 along with each other's attacks!
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Post by Captain Terryn on Sept 2, 2018 5:16:19 GMT -6
| Nevermore |
''Huh? Oh, uh, yeah.Yeah no, sure! Mhm, I'll seeya then. A'right, later dude.''
Terryn sighed as he hung up the phone. Terryn felt physically exhausted, yet content. He had spent the entire day helping his good friend Mozza move into North City. The lucky bastard hit the jackpot when it came to apartments. Spacious, and cheap as all hell! Terryn was a tad jealous, but nevertheless, he was happy his friend finally found a place to live.
Checking the time on his Z-phone, he figured it was about time to head back toward West City. His bed was calling out to him, and poor old Terryn couldn't resist the seductive calls of his matress.
But then, in the distance, came quite the alarming sound... And more, more...
Screams and explosions suddenly began filling the air, terrifyingly close to where he was. Terryn jumped to attention, holding his breath as he slipped his Z-phone into his pocket. ''Shit, really?!'' He cursed under his breath. Someone was attacking the city!
Despite every part of him urging him to run away and stay safe, Terryn began running toward the source of all the noise. He ran past crowds of civilians as they fled the scenes, some badly injured. Terryn's breathing became choppy as terror flooded into his mind. Was this the Stargoons' next assault? First Satan City, now the North...!
Terryn rounded the corner and was immediately met with the destruction. The streets were torn, and cars were set ablaze. As his eyes darted past the streets, he saw a single figure stand out among the rest, charging yet another destructive blast.
The blue energy soared through the air with a mighty screech, overpowering the screams of the fleeing couple. But when all hope seemed lost...
'BOOM!'
With blinding speed, Terryn darted between the blast and the innocent couple, kicking the blast straight into an adjacent building! Concrete and dust flew out into the street as Terryn touched down. ''You two okay?'' Terryn looked over his shoulder at the two, who both nodded with tear-stained eyes. ''Okay, cool. Now, uh- get the fuck outta here, yea?'' He blinked, giving the couple a stern look. They awkwardly exhanged glances, before suddenly taking off into a mad dash for safety.
Terryn sighed out, before an angered snarl crossed his features. He turned to face the violent Avali, eye twitching with annoyance. ''So what the hell's your deal? You working for the Fleet? Or just throwing a damn hissy fit?'' Terryn spoke bluntly, growing more and more annoyed with each passing second.
''Y'know, I'm getting pret-ty fucking tired of people attacking cities for little to no reason. Like seriously, why? What's the damn point? Anger management therapy not working out?''
The Earthling shook his head after he was done venting. Its not like words ever had any effect on these types of people. ''Whatever, pretty sure you're not gonna listen to me anyway. Guess I gotta calm you down the ol' fashioned way!'' Terryn let out, hesitantly lowering himself into his combat stance.
He flicked his head, gesturing the Avali to come at him. ''C'mon, let's get this over with while I still sorta care.''
TAGS: Sulfur
OOC NOTES:
Terryn is here to stop the angry bird-gal! Stop throwing temper tantrums, yo
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Post by Desmond on Sept 2, 2018 9:21:41 GMT -6
|| Desmond's PL: 3,000 || Desmond has the Anti-Sense trait ||
From beyond the terrified and fleeing crowd, the sound of a revving motorbike engine cut through the air with the blasting sirens of the local police force. Driven with great finesse by a rather large and intimidating individual— Desmond Soma, the vehicle swerved ducked and dived around obstacles until it reached its destination at the back of the crowd. "ALRIGHT EVERYONE, THIS WAY, KEEP IT ORDERLY, GO GO GO!" He ordered confidently to the crowd, and his instructions were very much heeded. Once again hitting the acceleration, Desmond drove around, assisting the people that had been trapped within wreckage as well as those that were not fast enough to run, giving hope and protection to the few lost and scared children (as well as scooping up any of their lost dolls or action figures) that couldn't find their parents in the chaos and brought every last straggler to relative safety from which they could then abscond properly and be taken care of by nearby medical teams.
Heroes came in all shapes, sizes and professions. Where some heroes were the type to go directly to the source of chaos and keep it from harming the innocent, much like the young man that faced the mechanical avian menace head on— there were always heroes that would prioritize the protection of the uninvolved and innocent. One thing remained the same across both of these types; their selflessness and immense courage.
Once more, Desmond would rev up his motorbike, now heading to the epicenter of carnage. Going full speed before coming to a sudden stop beside Terryn, his bike sending a wave of dust and debris towards Sulfur, momentarily obscuring his visage from her. Dismounting from his bike, Desmond's feet cracked the ground beneath him... For someone that exuded no strength that could be sensed, someone that could for all intents and purposes come off as completely normal aside from his large frame, this only meant one thing. The dust settled, and his face said it all. Such a scowl was uncanny coming from this normally jolly man, but given that what he was facing was a fellow Crop Co. employee as far as he knew?
"Mind explaining yourself, Sulfur?" Desmond Soma was beyond livid.
quoth the raven ur heckin grounded missy
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Post by Peno on Sept 2, 2018 14:02:45 GMT -6
Peno wandered in the city and realized she did that a lot and she usually had something bad happen to her when she did so… Maybe this was a sign to get out of the city?... Nahhhh, she was fine! Besides she remembered Sleet’s number finally and didn’t actually lose the slip of paper that she was given which made her happy. Coffee in hand, Snickers bar in other. Just a day of grabbing groceries.
Heading in, she grabbed her few essentials and went to the register, scrambling for money. “That’ll be 217 Zeni ma’am.” the man said at the cash register in a droll voice and Peno’s eyes lit as she grabbed her purse and fished around for exact change. And of course, things must come crashing as Peno fished for change, the store was partially blown up, Peno not paying attention.
When she finally grabbed it, she held it out toward the cashier that had already ran away. Looking around, the front half of the store was gone. “... Am I like desensitized to this? How the hell did I not notice this?... E-er, heck.” she muttered, heading out of the wreckage.
She saw a strange robot and even stranger, two people confronting it… And she sensed a familiar energy. Sulfur. “Shoot! U-uh… Phone!” quickly scrambling for her phone she grabbed it and called the number she held dear, 36 24 36…
Beeeeep… Beeeep… Beeeep… Click!
“He-Hello…?” a groggy voice said on the other end. “I’m not doing business today-.” the man started before Peno frantically stuttered. “I-it’s me Peno! Come help! North City, and I’m-” she started before seeing Sulfur’s robot step on a phone… A perfectly good electronic. She felt like she could hear the crack and snap of it where she was standing. "about to beat the ASS of this person, get your ass in gear. Busting up some damn heads.” she continued, now holding anger, her power doubling to 6.
Closing the phone and allowing no more conversation, she’d march straight up to the robot her power whipping around her, attempting to look as pissed off as possible. “OI! YOU DAMN ALIEN RABBIT! THE HELL ARE YOU DOING SULFUR!? NOW GET THE HELL OUTTA THAT ROBOT BEFORE I COME UP THERE AND BEAT YOUR ASS WITH IT.” she’d scream, attempting to knock past anything or anyone that’d try to stop her, probably failing spectacularly.
Sulfur PL: 6
KP: 7/7
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Minion comin' next post
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Post by Sulfur on Sept 2, 2018 16:23:01 GMT -6
Sulfur's PL: 1,000 | AVALURO's PL: 141,870
Sulfur would fire the ball of ki once it was about the size of her hand, but instead of seeing the couple (and possibly a few bystanders within the crowd) be engulfed within a blue explosion, someone would go ahead and kick it away instead! Instead of throwing a fit, she would only stand there, staring blankly towards Terryn. She watched as the couple ran away, and once the two were gone, the human would begin talking to her. Whoever the human was, he wasn’t really all that happy. “… Just go away. You’re really annoying me.” Sulfur slowly raises her hand up towards the human, preparing another attack just for him. “Go away… Go away. GO AWAY!” She would shout out, but before she could fire her attack, another person would appear.
It was Desmond. A Crop Co. employee such as herself. Why was he here of all people? Why was he bothering her now? She lowered her hand whenever he stood beside Terryn, allowing him the chance to speak. “… Explain myself? Sulfur?” Sulfur asked, shaking her head. “Sulfur isn’t here right now. I’m... I’m…” She would raise both of her hands up, looking down at them. Sulfur then slowly looked up at the two before speaking in a shallow tone, “I’m Envy. Sulfur isn’t… here right now. Now can you guys just go away, please? I have work I need to do… All these people are so happy, and I must get rid of that. If I can’t be happy, nobody should.” Whoever this was, it wasn’t Sulfur. Envy is in control. “Now go away before you make me angry.”
As soon as she said that however, another person would show up. This person would be Peno, and she was pretty mad at her for some reason. Envy only stared at the freakishly tall human, her hands slowly balling up into a fist. “… This is… mine. You can’t tell me what to do.” The avian would respond, “This is my robot. This is mine… YOU CAN’T TELL ME WHAT TO DO WITH WHAT’S MINE!” Immediately after shouting that, her power level would begin skyrocketing! “IT’S MINE. IT’S MINE. I’LL KILL YOU ALL IF YOU TAKE WHAT’S MINE!” She screamed at the top of her lungs as a shockwave of energy escaped her, causing the ground to shake a little bit.
Envy ain't happy no more. AVALURO switches on Final Boss (x3)!
New PL: 141,870
No attack was made!
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Post by Captain Terryn on Sept 3, 2018 5:42:58 GMT -6
| Nevermore |Terryn's PL: 45,000
Terryn's current PL: 90,000
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PL MULTIPLIERS: Fired Up (x2T)
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Terryn's head couldn't help but tilt to the side with a hum, an eyebrow raised at the mechanical menace. ''What, I'm the annoying one? I mean, sure, okay.'' The Earthling momentarily dropped his stance, scratching the side of his neck with an awkward lip smack. He was never able to wrap his head around these villains and just how delusional they were.
As the Avali began screaming however, Terryn snapped back to attention, raising his guard as the mech's energy reaches its peak! Yet all too suddenly, the revving of an engine got all too close. Before they both knew it, a cloud of dust and dirt was whipped up! Terryn looked at the new arrival. This hulk of a dude seemed to be on his side...But more curious was the fact that he seemed to know their enemy.
''Sulfur?''
Terryn muttered the name to himself, cautiously darting his eyes between the two. He listened on in silence as this 'Sulfur' explained that...She wasn't Sulfur? Terryn felt as if he was missing quite a bit of context here, but regardless. Not that it mattered in the end, really.
It was only when 'Envy' revealed her goals that Terryn broke his own silence...By snorting with laughter. ''Pffhrrth- Figures.'' He muttered under his breath, trying to hide a cheeky smirk. Throwing a hissy fit after all, it seemed. Terryn sighed, unsure if he should try and talk sense into her. But before he could even attempt to...
''OI! YOU DAMN ALIEN RABBIT! THE FUCK YOU DOING SULFUR!?-''
''Aaand here we go...'' Terryn immediately sighed out. Why was everyone so loud all the damn time? Yeah, just scream endlessly at the emotionally unstable serial killer, that's sure to work! After their new arrival was done screaming her lungs out, Terryn looked at her. ''...Subtle.'' Was all he could manage to say.
And just as he predicted, it did absolutely nothing good for them. If anything, it only seemed to piss this 'Envy' off even more! She began yelling and screaming as her suit's energy skyrocketed! While Terryn had no idea what they were facing, he could see the power swelling inside of the suit! If that wasn't enough, the ground started to shake as well!
''Oh, yeah! Fucking fantastic! Look what you did, she's going to kill us all now!''
As the ground beneath them continued to quake, Terryn lowered his stance. He quickly looked at Peno and Desmond, his own fiery Ki beginning to flare up. ''Okay, look- your 'Sulfur' buddy? I'm like, ninety-nine percent sure she's loooong gone.'' Terryn paused as flames began circling his figure. ''Buuuut- we can try and bring her back? Y'know, by beating some sense into her.''
Suddenly, Terryn lowered himself into a wide stance, fists clenched near his sides. His limbs trembled under his amplifying power, the licks of flame crackling ever louder. ''-HHHAAAA!!'' The Earthling let out, cracking the earth beneath him! A perpetual aura of orange circled Terryn now, hot to the touch! His gaze locked onto Envy, a hint of hesitance in his eyes.
''So, uh- what's the plan? Besides, y'know, not dying?''
TAGS: Desmond Peno Sulfur
OOC NOTES:
Terryn powers up! New PL: 90,000
KP: 7/7
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Post by Van-80 on Sept 4, 2018 19:24:15 GMT -6
Van-80 PL: 17,000
Ima PL: 11,000
Pr1de PL: 12,000
Pride Van1ma Maximum Overdrive PL: 128,720
Earlier...
The beautiful yet hardly vain Van-80 had just put on one of his new black silk shirts, his hair for once styled out of his left eye, revealing the damaged metal below. He had grown quite fond of his little dates with Sulfur and decided to finally show her to his lab. Everything was set, Ima, cleaned up the place, Van cleaned himself up, even Pr1de seemed to be keeping out of trouble. At the very least he kept out of site which was by far the second best thing. The beauty obsessed android had just made it to the entry hall door when one of Pr1de’s many clones darted in front of him. “Vaney! Hi!” they sounded panicked.
Van pursed his lips, “I was hoping today would go perfectly, but I suppose I can’t be too optimistic. What do you want?”
The pride clone gave a concerned laugh shrugging, “just wanted to know when the bird was getting here that’s all.” It was very forcibly happy, betraying a very clear worry.
“Ten minutes ago, but I didn’t know the entryway camera was out so I didn’t see her, so if you would excuse me…” Van went to open the door, only for Pr1de to quickly move in the way again. “Pr1de, move. I’m already late and must look like a jerk for it.” He tried to push past, but a second pride clone quickly pulled him aside, stepping to help block the door. “Ok, you are acting suspiciously even for you. What is going on?”
The prides struggled to find something to say, however, Ima soon chimed in over one of the many cameras. “Van, I have regained access to the entry hall camera. Sulfur is not there, however, there is an unconscious pride clone slumped in the corner. It seems he has created one that looks exactly like yourself” Vanity’s eyes went wide, his lips quivering in anger. Before either Pr1de could stop him, he threw the two to the side, slamming open the door.
Without a moment's hesitation, he picked up the knocked out bot and slammed him to the wall. “What did you do?!” he roared furiously.
One of the clones stepped inside. “We just wanted to have a little fun!” they began hurriedly, “we wanted to spice up your little date so…” the first clone hesitated, leading the second clone to pipe up. “So we tried to use Sin-ergy on her. Just lightly you know? We thought we could give her a little lust, not like that, but you gotta admit she’s a bit of a yearner… but…”
Both clones went silent, each looking at the floor nervously. “But?” Van growled his hands glowing pink with red hot energy.
“It backfired,” the Van-like clone murmured groggily. “Turns out her sin was Envy. Her mind… all it ever screamed was ‘envy.’ louder than I was prepared for. After that, I got blasted. I think she’s still being affected as we speak.”
Van-80 stared at the pride clone disgusted, before slamming his fist into its head, causing it to fall limp to the ground. “Please tell me you have control over her,” he snarled, just loud enough for the remaining two clones to hear.
“If we did… she’d still be here…” The one that spoke received another blast to the head, dropping to the floor as well. The last one braced themselves for the next shot, eyes shut tight. “Before you kill me too! I can PROBABLY regain control over her or at least calm her down if we get close to her!” they shouted their panic now on full display.
Van stopped himself, energy ball already in hand. “Why would you want to help her?”
Pr1de shrugged, “Because I still need you Van-80. Whether either of us likes it or not we’re all three of us connected. Besides, I have my pride. How proud can I be of such a failed endeavor?”
Vanity took a brief pause to think. “Ima, come to the entry hall please.”
“I’m assuming you want VanIma sir?” she queried over the intercom.
“VanIma won’t be enough,” he groaned in response before glaring at Pr1de. “Looks like today is your lucky day.”
“Van,” Ima began warily, coming out of a small panel in the wall. “PVI is great for show, but far too risky in an actual fight.”
“It’s the only way we can get Pr1de past AVALURO. We can use clones as a distraction. VanIma just isn’t enough right now though…”
Now…
It seemed Pride Van1ma was a little late to the party, showing up just in time for many bystanders to get involved. “A familiar site. Why are Crop Co members prone to temper tantrums?” their voice was soft, easily belonging to either gender, a faint echo trailing it. “So you call yourself Envy now do you? Fitting.”
The fused super android would launch themselves to the scene, hoping to land in the literal center of attention. Their body was well built with sharp angles to compliment subtle curves. With every step they took small sparks of energy would crackle around them, a sign of their immense yet unstable power. “Envy… you’re breaking your own toys,” PVI would remark, brushing their deep purple hair from their face. “You want the world, but the world keeps itself away from you. You know you can’t have it. Their love, their happiness. All of it is locked away in a safe just beyond your reach. I can crack it for you.” It was Pr1de’s usual sin speech, hoping it would at least bring Sulfur under their control. However with AVALURO in the way, they knew they would need to try and make physical contact to be any amount of efficient. So hoping she was at least distracted, Pride Van!ma would charge with a loud crack of energy towards their target.
Pride Van1ma is born in their first ever real thread. Hoping to fix what they broke, they charge Sulfur in hopes to break whatever has a hold of her.
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Post by Desmond on Sept 5, 2018 7:52:04 GMT -6
|| Desmond's PL: 3,000 || Desmond has the Anti-Sense trait ||
Desmond stood firm, a pillar of confidence. His piercing gaze not leaving 'Envy' for even the briefest moment. However, since the similarly giant human woman that arrived moments later had a rather loud entrance in mind, Desmond at least knew of her presence. As such, he was more than able to stop the enraged lady with a firm hand stretched out to the side, impeding her progress forward. Unsurprisingly, Desmond was in agreement with Terryn's sarcasm here. In response to Terryn's request for a proper plan, Desmond would only respond; "Plan? I plan to show her the truth about what she sees. You do as you must, as indecisive as you seem, I know a hero type when I see one."
'Envy' and the verbal retaliation that spewed forth from her only disappointed Desmond further. Her struggle to deny her true self, her immature backwards logic, her selfishness... All of it washed over Desmond as if he had often heard a similar song and dance before. The giant security guard stepped forward, defiant against the flow of explosive energy. "Now, you listen, and listen good kiddo." Taking another step, the ground cracked even more under Desmond's feet, his footprints even sizzling with residual energy. "The moment you raised a hand against the innocent, the moment you decided to cause chaos, you forfeited any right to me being all chummy or nice."
Now, Desmond stood barely a few feet away from the mechanized menace, stretching his hands out to his sides. "If you want to kill me, go ahead, try me, you won't." His voice dripping with acidity. "For someone so hell bent on taking things right now, you sure are sharing a lot of baggage—" Tone even more stern than before, his scowl deepened. "—and since you want everything, let me share something with you; not everyone is always happy. You're being a selfish little shit if you think otherwise." Desmond's scowl lessened, his expression now more somber. "The truth is, whenever someone ends up like you are now, they didn't have anyone to turn to. Others were selfish and they didn't even know it. So for that, and that alone, I am sorry." Putting up his dukes, Desmond was ready to throw down. Thankfully however, the amalgamation of Van-80 and two of his associates had landed between the enemy and Desmond, sending the giant man back a good few paces. Van had a breakdown earlier, so if anyone could sympathize directly; it would be him!
Shaking off the somewhat stunned expression and disregarding his distaste for Pr1de for the time-being, Desmond was just glad to see them. Surely being bound to both Ima and Pr1de, Van could pack a serious punch! "Taking action to grow past prior faults by using experience I see? Good stuff." He nodded to the fused trio.
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Post by Peno on Sept 7, 2018 0:31:26 GMT -6
Peno gritted her teeth, furious and steaming in anger, stopped by Desmond as she began to calm down, her power going back to 3 as she blinked. “What th-the… Gah!” she cried out terrified, as she scrambled away from the scene, really confused at the many robots and the people here, she was out. Making her way over, she hid behind a broken building.
“Oh Kami… N-no, no, no, no… What can I do!? I just wanted groceries!” she said, panting and peeking out to ‘Envy’ going crazy and she looked on worried, terrified as she heard a calm, lazy voice behind her. “Man, you're a dumbass, hm?” he asked as Peno turned and tackled him in a bear hug. “Sleet! I’m so glad your here! Go fight the giant robot and stuff the bunny girl! Don’t kill her!”
“... I’m not allowed to kill? That’s disheartening… Well…” Sleet muttered, stretching a bit. "No time like the present. Hm, I don’t think we’re gonna get out of this unscathed… Welp… Let go. Time to have some Pumped Up Kicks.” he muttered before heading out, his ki flaring to max as he calmly walked next to Terryn. “Hey, you seem hero-ish. I can’t compare to you right now. So… Anything I can do besides stay back and gawk at your strength.” Sleet asked in a snarky tone, mocking Terryn a little.
“Cause… To be honest, I ain’t got nothing for this… Other than ripping the rabbit out of it whenever we get the chance.” the mercenary said, yawning and looking bored as he stared this machine. "Welp... No time like the present," he said this rolling his shoulders and if Terryn never came up with a plan, taking off at the machine and attempting to slam his full force into the leg of it, making it sway and off even the slightest off balance.
SulfurSleet: 11,001
Transformed PL: 33,003 Off/ 11,001 Def
Trans: Pumped Up Kicks x3
Using [UT] Harder, Better, Faster Stronger
Filling his body with ki, due to his human nature, gains a +x1 to offense and only a -x2 to defense. |
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Post by Sulfur on Sept 7, 2018 19:11:31 GMT -6
AVALURO's PL: 189,160 (x4)
Whenever she was finished with the transformation, the avali in the suit began to pant heavily. She held both of her hands in front of her, splaying them both out as she looked at them. They wanted her suit. They wanted her to come out of it. She couldn’t allow it. This was her suit, and nobody could have it! Sparks of electrical energy came off of the power suit as she stood there, her 3 digits clenching into a fist. She must kill them before they could do anything. If she was to give them the chance to take action, then there’s a chance that they could take her suit away, along with everything else. She looked up at the trio, her eyes narrowing as she saw them speak to each other. Envy growled quietly, though stopped once Desmond spoke.
Envy listened to the bio-android, remaining completely silent as she heard his words. She didn’t like one bit of it. A matter of fact, she HATED it. The avali began to quiver as she grew more and more pissed off, tears beginning to stream down her face. “I… am not selfish.” Envy said, gritting her teeth in anger. “I just want what is mine… and… you people are trying to take it. I want to have everything. I need everything… Now if you can just…” Suddenly, she would let out another loud scream! The ground began to shake once more, bolts of electric ki energy beginning to shoot out from the power suit! “LEAVE ME ALONE!!!” Nearby buildings would have chunks of them blown off due to the sheer force of her next transformation, “G-Go… away…”
“And you will live.”
There would be a moment of silence after she said that, the world around her seeming to stop all at once. Only her pants could be heard during this time, but soon that would be broken once she heard a familiar voice. Actually, voices. The alien backed away for a moment once she saw who was in front of her, a little surprised that Van… Ima… er, whoever he was fused with was here. “Van..?” She uttered quietly, a hint of fear in Envy’s voice. The avali would growl once he spoke once more, knowing full-well on what he was trying to do. “Don’t… even try. If you try anything, I will kill you. So d-don’t come near-“ Before she could finish her sentence, the android would come dashing towards her! The avali in the power suit immediately took action, hopping up into the air before Sleet or Van could even get near her.
“I SAID GO AWAY!”She screamed out, raising both of her hands up in the air as she prepared an attack. Crackles of blue and yellow energy formed in between her hands as she charged it up, and once it was finished, she would chuck it towards Van! "NOW DIE!"
AVALURO switches on Thunderbird(x4) and now has 189,160 PL!
AVALURO uses [UV3] Thunder Wave (Damage Over Time) to deal 22% (41,615) in PL damage for 3 turns to Pride Van1ma!
-3 KP
KP: 3/7
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Post by Captain Terryn on Sept 8, 2018 6:48:36 GMT -6
| Nevermore |Terryn's PL: 45,000
Terryn's current PL: 90,000 |
PL MULTIPLIERS: Fired Up (x2T)
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Terryn's hardened gaze faltered as Desmond spoke, his head turning to look at the grizzled cop. ''Hm? Oh, yeah- 'Hero'. I guess that's about right.'' He replied, although his tone held a shred of hesitance. Even when he tried to cast aside his life as a hero, he'd still be recognized as one. Terryn just couldn't escape it, it seemed, no matter how hard he tried.
The Earthling sighed deeply, gaze returning to the whiny mech-bird-thing as his muscles clenched, ready to snap to action. Desmond began to speak to her in a voice so powerful that it even sent chills down his spine. 'Sheesh,' Terryn thought, 'Just gonna...Try and not get on his bad side- before he snaps my spine like a twig.' He swallowed subtly, trying to shake off the nervousness on his face. Terryn was no stranger to whiny kids throwing temper tantrums, they didn't do much besides annoy him- but a grizzled, pissed-off behemoth of a man like him? Yeah, Terryn'd rather not.
Truth be told, he respected Desmond's attempt at trying to reason with her, but Terryn had the sinking feeling that it wouldn't do much. His fiery Ki hummed and cracked within the silence as he simply waited. Waited for any kind of reaction- for something.
And that 'something' sure as hell came. 'Oh cool, more people that I don't even know!'
Terryn glared at the sudden arrival of...Whatever the hell it was that showed up. A strange figure that almost looked like it was the glued-together version of 3 people. Seemingly, this 'thing' (was it really a person?) ALSO seemed to know Envy. Or Sulfur? ...Whoever was in there. Terryn was quite done with this whole charade, honestly.
''Y'know? I'm starting to feel really out of place here.'' Terryn spoke up to no one in particular. He sighed again, unaware of the stranger approaching him. Terryn turned to glance at the fellow Earthling, raising a suspicious brow. ''Uh, I don't know? Try not to die, maybe?'' Terryn responded in an even snarkier tone, before glancing back toward Envy. ''Just stay back if you're unsure you can even d- aaaand there he goes.'' Terryn suddenly cut himself off as Sleet recklessly dashed at their enemy. Perfect.
Just like Terryn had predicted, all the talking did next to nothing. The robotic fusion had also charged straight at her, causing Envy to bounce back and retaliate! ''Yeah let's just all recklessly charge at the trigger-happy mech, good plan!'' Terryn shouted at everyone from behind, the fakest of optimism in his voice. Sighing aloud, Terryn lowered his stance as his Ki began to whizz and spark more fiercely. ''...Fuck it,''
And just like that, Terryn launched himself off into a ferocious run! The very concrete cracked under his powerful steps, Ki trailing behind him in a blaze! The Earthling jumped high into the air, stylishly spinning and flipping as he descended like a flaming asteroid, aiming to kick Envy in the head with a violent guillotine drop!
''AYOOOOO!!''
TAGS: Sulfur Desmond Van-80 Peno
OOC NOTES:
Terryn attacks! YEET
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Post by Van-80 on Sept 8, 2018 10:19:49 GMT -6
Pride Van1ma was no fool. They knew that charging in blindly would only serve to put them at a disadvantage. Instead, they were testing the waters, seeing if their first attempt at distracting the crazed avali would even remotely work. It seemed a small spark of recognition did flash in Sulfur judging by her voice, but it was short lived, as Envy was back in control to try and blast away the fused android. At first, a small shock of panic filled their head, knowing if they dodged, many civilians could be in danger. That was until they remembered Van-80’s specialty. They simply smirked at the attack, stopping to bring up their blue barrier with plenty of time to spare. The attack would strike against the barrier with a considerable amount of force, but not enough to pierce the shield of ki. With a few flicks of their wrist, Pride Van1ma waved away the smoke, still gazing at the mech with a warm but cocky stare.
“I see you still have a touch of humanity in there Envy.” With an overly dramatic clearing of their throat, PVI’s voice shifted to sound more like Van-80’s “Sulfur, I’m not going to hurt you, but I will tear you out of there if I have to. AVALURO, I hope you guys don’t take this personally.”
Of course, PVI couldn’t help but sneer when the other combatants charged right in. At least they had a plan. Then again, perhaps they did as well? Though judging by their more aggressive movements it seemed unlikely. So instead they would turn their gaze to their bio-android co-worker. “Hello there Desmond. I must say it is a pleasure to finally meet you in this form.” It was a gentle but still serious greeting given the circumstances. Even with the more dire circumstances, PVI couldn't help but give a small chuckle. They had always wanted to introduce Crop Co to their fusions, even if this was not the preferred way. “It certainly seems Crop Co employees are rather prone to outbursts such as these no?” they would joke, referring to his own recent temper tantrum not too long ago. “I may not know what she’s personally going through,” they then gave a side mouthed grumble, “even if my more prideful self is to blame for all this. Still, I know what it means to lose yourself.”
The trio would bring their attention back to the task at hand. “I noticed something when she attacked me though. Like me, she’s not doing this to pick a fight. She’s like an animal backed into a corner.”
They’d let out a pained sigh as they watched the other two jump in. “If you plan on joining in I won’t stop you. If not though, would you mind keeping any bystanders safe?” They’d give the jolly green haired giant a sideways smile. “That includes you my tall beauty!”
PVI would then jump back into the fray, hoping to help Sleet and Terryn pry this envious alien from her mechanical shell. “Be careful, she’s clearly not in her right state of mind. She’ll be throwing around her power with little care for who she hits,” they warned deciding to wait for Envy to make the next big move.
[N1] Vanity Refused used at 33% (42,478 PL) to fully tank Thunder Wave (41,615 PL)
KP: 6/7
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Post by Desmond on Sept 9, 2018 2:05:28 GMT -6
|| Desmond's PL: 3,000 || Desmond has the Anti-Sense trait ||
Desmond snorted and turned his chin upward. Sulfur was nothing like this, not truly anyway. Some things didn't add up the longer the scenario continued. Running through a series of possibilities, Desmond ruled out quite a few of them pretty quickly. This condition that Sulfur was in, it was new and unlike any sort of affliction he had seen documented in the police database. "Not selfish, but you've dubbed yourself the most selfish sin of all?! HAH!" Desmond barked before getting shoved back a good few paces by the pressure one again.
In response to the arrival of the fused Android trio, Desmond noticed something quite important. There was a notable shift in the tone 'Envy' had, small sparks of fear and unease. Perhaps Sulfur wasn't simply having an edgy tantrum like Desmond first surmised. In some small way that was a relief. "Listen to yourself kiddo! You're better than this!" The giant policeman decisively pointed directly at his raging co-worker, perhaps not to her physical state, but in a bid to call to the real her in the moments that Prideful Van1ma brought her forth.
The others made their moves as they saw fit, leaving Desmond to further analyze the situation while they all provided a distraction. 'Brutish, but it'll have to do.' Desmond's eyes narrowed as he watched on, quickly sliding along the ground to stand by Prideful Van1ma. Nodding to the greeting, Desmond stood firm once again. "I take it this is the first run outside of testing, is it not? What do you call this link-up exactly?" Desmond asked, narrowly ducking under a flying piece of asphalt. Noting the assessment offered by the fused trio, Desmond was in agreement and now had time to give his own insight. "Indeed, I noticed something off as well! I believe there is more to this outburst than we might think! In your case according to the reports, you misunderstood something big... But this is the other way around, I think shes been bottling something up, and some outside force triggered it! Its something that we don't understand, something we can't understand without her telling us— and its obvious she won't do it as she is now!"
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Post by Peno on Sept 11, 2018 10:37:18 GMT -6
Peno watched, peeking through rubble and cheering them on in there fight, yelling, “Yeah! You guys can do it! Don’t let her beat up anyone else!” and she’d duck when Sulfur looked at her, coming back up after a second and blushing slightly when Van called out to her, made her feel good. “Th-thank you sir! You look good too!” she’d yell, and scramble to a new position, now moving into the broken building itself and making her energy as low as possible while poking out a bit.
“Oi, green giant! Stay behind cover idiot or you’ll be in the crossfire!” Sleet called out to her, jumping back with everyone else, looking annoyed at the giant robot. “So, how strong is this thing? Can anyone get a read?” He asked the group, before shifting into a common fighting stance. “I do not get paid enough for this, especially with her.” he’d mutter, before trying to come up with some plan.
“... Hey, new guy. How strong are you? I may have an idea on how to deal with her without hurting the person inside… Too much.” he said in a lower tone, glancing at Pride Van1ma, and was making sure that the girl in the giant robot wouldn’t be able to hear without getting out of the robot.
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