[Jesse]

Takamagahara East 2

The doors blew apart, crafting a brand new gust of wind to billow in through the grand hall entrance of the keep. Although, time seemed to have been rather unkind to the status of the entryway itself. The once vibrant red carpet leading towards the grand stairwell at the end of the hall remained rayed and ripped in several sections, all the while caked in a layer of dust thicker than a sheet of paper. Cobwebs were webbed between the pillars facing off each side of the, the webbings interlaced and layered to a degree that would usually mean the grounds had been untouched for countless years.

Broken fence barriers were blocking the main layer of pillar columns, rattling and shaking from a countless amount of beatings. Rust covered the metallic barriers, bearing wear and tear that oddly seemed to be both fresh and old.

One of the first to burst into the castle grounds, practically propelling himself through flames generated from the palms of his hands was some rowdy villain trying to make a name for himself. Even his own hair danced like the flames, and upon stepping foot into the building the fencing started to rattle once more.

"EX... E.... CU... TION..."

The word barely formed reverberated from the end of the wall. The metal armor of what seemed to be a cultural clash of Knighthood and Gladiators would start to shamble to life, [almost seemingly filling itself with red strands that pulsated to life. Filling out the armor, this ten foot behemoth of a manufactured Noumu-Knight would start shambling to life with eyes hidden behind the helmet, but mouth full of gangly fangs fully shining] in the dim light of this dilapidated hall.

From behind the pillars and fencing were more noises of metallic shambling, as new forms would push through and barrel over the rusted fencing. Breaking on through to fill out the main hall with at least ten more odd looking knights that didn't seem to fit in with a traditional knightly mold, as it seemed to be fitted with armaments that were far more reminiscent to the 1910's.

[Armor that were covering more of the easier to aim locations such as the arms and torso would overlay tattered militaristic fabrics, with plenty of satchels and pockets covering their torso, along with canisters that tied to a gas mask that seemed interwoven into its metallic helmet.]

Each of these Gas Mask Knights wielded sharpened military shovels in their right hands, and dragging faded gas canisters tied together by interlaced robe weaves in their left. Hands tightly gripped onto the ropes, more focused on keeping hold than doing anything as they waved their shovel-arms at whatever threatened them

"Tch, it's a cinch to burn these freaks-" The Pyromaniac Villain would cackle out, as he charged a ball of flames in his right hand. That was when the Gladiator Muscle Knight would reach out towards one of the Gas Mask Knights closest to it, arms extending with a mass of musculature to completely grasp the smaller knight.

With a chuck, the larger creature would bellow out in laughter as the Gas Mask Knight would collide with the charging fireball, before erupting in a small explosion that would completely blast the Pyromaniac Villain back towards the entrance. Metal shrapnel lacerated the Pyromaniac's body, as he was now in a critical state needing assistance.

All the while the Gas Mask Knight used as a human projectile had blown apart, revealing nothing but a skeletal structure underneath the broken and burnt armor that writhed only for a bit before ceasing in movements. The fireball explosion caused by the Pyromaniac would start a small fire on the dusted red carpet, that would soon travel further down the carpet where more of the Explosive Gas Mask Knights were.

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OOC: Howdy people! Welcome to Pt. 2! If there are any questions feel free to ping me in the Event Help section or in the East section! Here's some handy dandy notes for y'all!

Gladiator/Muscle Knight Noumu - This creature's ability is very similar to Muscular from the My Hero Academia Canon, in essence able to grow, amplify, and manipulate its own muscles.

GasMask/Skeleton Knight Noumu - These creatures are nothing more than skeletons underneath their armor, and each one is carrying canisters filtering fuel into their gas masks that makes their entire body flammable/combustible even from the smallest sparks. Be careful!

For new people, welcome! This thread continues from the last point in [this thread]

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[Mafdet Khepri]

Half empty or full... Khepri had taken a left that wasn't right and suddenly ended up in a medieval environment instead of the sterile lab they'd gotten lost in before. Looking over their shoulder they couldn't see the way they'd come from anymore either. Well, as far as things went since they'd arrived in Takamagahara this wasn't the weirdest, the glowing unicorn that smelled neon pink and sounded like cucumber still held that spot.  At least they weren't alone, that was always a good thing. Except for that time where they'd been followed and then attacked by a Nomu whose quirk let it stay directly behind them no matter which way they turned. But they digressed. Not being alone meant tasks could be divided between people and by order of priority. Fire tended to be one of those and given that it seemed to be approaching the group of people in armor standing near to a rather terrifying Nomu Khepri quite literally leapt into action to save them so they could focus on that fight.  With their claws bared they cut and tore through the carpet, pulling with their full force to shred fabric and doing their best to isolate the burning parts of it before the fire could spread. As they did Khepri cast a glance back at the fight. Huh, why weren't they fighting each other? --- TL;DR: -Khepri enters through a teleporter -Immediately mistakes the GasMasks as a costume coordinated group fighting the Nomu -Leaps into action and uses their nails to cut through the carpet and try to isolate the burning parts of it ...Is all perspective Jesse

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[Iora Caringal]

Iora was nervous. She had just entered UAU, taking her first steps towards becoming a hero when the association called for volunteers in a massive operation. A lab underwater, experimenting on the innocent for their own gain. Creations that were once regular people who lost their sense of selves. They've become monsters waiting to be unleashed should they fail. The prospect of it all was horrible; the idea of providing aid terrifying.

There were still hostages trapped inside though. She could at least try to help get them out.

The freshman stepped through the teleporter, only to cough once she made it to the other side from dust coating the place. How was that possible? Wasn't the facility in use? Each wing seemed to follow a theme but was the debris really necessary for this one?

No time to think on this- there was an explosion she couldn't cover in time, and someone was hurt soon after. She didn't know who they were but it didn't matter- they were dying right now, she had to save them.

Keeping herself close to the teleporter, Iora stretched out a root to wrap around the poor man, carefully lifting him up at towards her. "Hello there, I'm Iora." She hadn't thought of her hero name yet so her first name will have to do. "You're really hurt. I'm going to take you to the teleporter and someone on the other side can treat you once you're through okay?" With that she let her root with the man pass through behind her into the device, placing him down before reeling it back and notifying the medics on their new patient.

Once that was finished, she looked ahead- and was not particularly thrilled with facing the giant knight using the small ones as fodder. So she called to the other person in the room instead, someone she didn't recognize but she thought looked like they were helping with the way they were trying to control the fire. "Excuse me, I'm Iora! Do you know what we're supposed to do?"

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OOC: Iora makes it to the scene in time to witness the giant knights' toss and resulting explosion. She uses a root to carry the Pyromaniac through the teleporter before asking Khepri what they should do.

Jesse,Mafdet Khepri

[Arc Bishop]

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"There's a little story I'd like to tell,"

"About this little boy who came from Hell~"

"Sit right there and listen real good,"

"I'll tell you all the ways he's misunderstood~"

Arc paused as he entered the room, eyeing the dust and abandoned atmosphere of the place. Something about it was both awesome and chilling, but he wasn't given much time to think about it before things were suddenly set in motion. As the larger knight picked up the smaller one his two tail-like red constructs smacked the ground and launched Arc into the air a moment before the blast rocked the room.

Movingly mostly on reflex, he landed and headed straight towards the gasmask knights, or more specifically, their canisters. Trying to give the larger knights a wider birth for now, he withdrew his curved daggers and focused on the smaller enemies, aiming more to try and cut as many of the ropes letting them drag the canisters as he could rather than attacking each one directly. To him, the big guys having easy access to the canisters seemed like a bigger issue for now at least. The other issues seemed to be handled by a few others, so he would try to do his part as well.

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TL;DR
- Arc throws himself into the air to avoid blast and see the situation
- He focuses the Gas-mask Nomu, attacking them but mostly aiming to try and cut the ropes they are using to move the canisters over attempting to kill each one

Iora Caringal,Mafdet Khepri,Jesse,