ALIAS
Prism
OCCUPATION
Student
EVENT TOKENS
100
QUIRK
Power Prism
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Jul 30, 2023 21:08:11 GMT
Post by Miroru on Jul 30, 2023 21:08:11 GMT
 Department of Heroes Freshman
With the storm worsening, it was an incredible relief to get the civilians to the safe zone, and Miroru dared to let herself breathe a sigh of relief- only to have it mottled moments later by a howling engine and a screeching horn, drawing attention back towards the streets. Miroru balked for a moment at the sight of the vehicle, massive as it was, and at the sight of everyone piled onto its sides, all armed with firearms.
Silently, Miroru overlaid her position with an image of herself recoiling and covering her mouth with her hands, standing still and shocked as she, blinded but unseen, sprinted forwards. There was more than one gun. She knew she could squash thermal reactions in one spot, but this was like a half-dozen guns, all of it moving, the reactions inconsistent and unsuitable to anchor a denial zone on. How was she going to do this?!
She could hardly pay attention to the monologue as she sprinted through the storm slowing and stepping to the side only once she could feel the engine's heat in her quirk's senses- and saw her opening.
As the controlled mook slammed his foot onto the gas pedal and the other goons pulled the triggers on their guns...
Nothing happened.
"What's the matter?"
The fox's illusory double flickered and faded as her voice rang out and the sodden fox revealed herself about halfway between her allies and the villainous busload. "Having a little trouble with all those fancy guns and expensive tank?" Yelled the soaked fox, her posture strong despite the sodden sag to her ears, hair and tail. "If you wanna come out on top of THIS climax, you're gonna have to do it the old fashioned way. There's six of you and three of us. By MY count-" She struck an unorthodox brawler's pose, the drag of her feet in the rainsoaked streets splashing up a dramatic spray of runoff into the air behind her as she prepared herself, her own speech buying time for her allies, both of them talented in hand to hand as well, to form up with her and draw the lines in the sand. Miroru snapped off one more line as she raised fists streaming with steam to either side of her face, staring between them like a dagger towards Bravo and "his" men!
"-that makes it just about even."
Quirk effect: pulls all infrared light in the area around the vehicle straight into the ground. Exothermic reactions like combustion release their energy as infrared light, and this prevents the firing caps from setting off the powder grains in the bullets and prevents the combustion engine from functioning!
Those stun batons work fine, tho.
I can pay no price too great for justice.
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OBERON
OCCUPATION
THIRD YEAR STUDENT
EVENT TOKENS
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QUIRK
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Post by Farrin on Jul 31, 2023 4:11:19 GMT
[attr="class","Farrin"] [attr="class","KC1"] [attr="class","FarrinBG"] [attr="class","FarrinTop"] [attr="class","FarrinContent"] With Prism cutting the APC-like vehicle movement off completely, and reducing the controlled SWAT team's firearms to bludgeons, Farrin could conserve his stamina. No need for a temporal deceleration field to functionally wall the many threats off from the rest of the road behind them, and the civilians back in the safe zone beyond that. Instead, the time-turner could do what he was trained to do. Beat the snot out of villainy - well, pretend villainy in this instance, but he had to treat it like the real thing still.
Farrin burst forward in a blur as Ironclad took up Prism's side. "As a matter o' fact," Farrin shouted, snatching the first of the controlled guards off the side of the vehicle and slamming him hard into the ground, then giving him a rough thump in the gut. "I think it's time we call curtains. This show kinda blows." Farrin backpedaled, snatching the guard's rifle and then stomping on its barrel when he created enough distance. One less weapon Prism needed to focus on.
Farrin couldn't be too rough with the guards. Even in a real situation, it wouldn't have been their fault. Still, they needed to be dealt with if the hero aspirants were going to focus on Bravo. The guard he took down wouldn't stay down long. The fellas were well-equipped. Not all the force behind his jab would actually transfer into the guard. Not a terrible thing, but not good either.
Meanwhile, it appeared Ironclad was tussling with another controlled enemy. He swung his baton, a near miss, only to find her arm on his shoulder... and a swarm of small metal bits slamming into him. Likewise, not enough to break the fella, but he was gonna feel that tomorrow.
[attr="class","FarrinLeft"] [attr="class","fa fa-cog"] Symbol of Heroism [attr="class","fa fa-cog"][attr="class","FarrinQuote"]Even if it's already been decided. Even if it's set in stone. I'll smash that future! [googlefont=comic Sans][googlefont=Kaushan Script][newclass=.FarrinLeft]font-size: 28px; color: var(--AC1);font-family: Kaushan Script;text-align:center;padding:5px;transform: rotate(270deg); float:left;position:absolute;margin-left:-180px;margin-top:240px;[/newclass][newclass=.FarrinLeft i]font-size:20px;-webkit-animation: FarrinSpin 12s linear infinite; -moz-animation: FarrinSpin 12s linear infinite; -o-animation: FarrinSpin 12s linear infinite; animation: FarrinSpin 12s linear infinite;[/newclass][newclass=.FarrinQuote]font-size: 13px;color: var(--AC1);text-align:center;padding:5px;[/newclass][newclass=.FarrinTrick] }@keyframes FarrinSpin { 0% { -ms-transform: rotate(0deg); -moz-transform: rotate(0deg); -webkit-transform: rotate(0deg); -o-transform: rotate(0deg); transform: rotate(0deg); } 100% { -ms-transform: rotate(360deg); -moz-transform: rotate(360deg); -webkit-transform: rotate(360deg); -o-transform: rotate(360deg); transform: rotate(360deg); }[/newclass][newclass=.Farrin]--BG1:#121212;--AC1:#4874a1;--LC1:#f8f8f8;[/newclass][newclass=.FarrinBG]width:500px;overflow:hidden;background-color:var(--BG1);padding:0px 0px 10px 0px;background-image:url(https://i.imgur.com/n8HI7dC.jpg);background-size:cover;border: 10px solid var(--BG1);display:flex;flex-flow: row wrap;align-items:center;[/newclass][newclass=.FarrinTop]width:500px;height:255px;background-image:URL(https://i.imgur.com/w8WWsMd.gif);background-size:cover;border-bottom: 10px solid var(--BG1);[/newclass][newclass=.FarrinContent]width:430px;min-height:400px; color: var(--AC1)!important;font: 400 11px Comic Sans;text-align:justify;line-height:12px;padding:5px 10px;margin-left:50px;[/newclass][newclass=.FarrinContent h1]width:30px;background-color: transparent;height:30px;font: 800 30px Comic Sans;text-align:center;margin-right:3px;margin-top:3px;margin-bottom:-2px;float:left;color:var(--AC1);text-transform:uppercase;padding:5px;border:3px double var(--AC1);line-height:30px;[/newclass][newclass=.FarrinBot]width:425px;border:1px solid var(--AC1);color: var(--AC1)!important;font: 400 11px Comic Sans;text-align:justify;line-height:12px;padding:4px;margin-left:55px;[/newclass][newclass=.FarrinBot i]font-size:11px;-webkit-animation: FarrinSpin 12s linear infinite; -moz-animation: FarrinSpin 12s linear infinite; -o-animation: FarrinSpin 12s linear infinite; animation: FarrinSpin 12s linear infinite;[/newclass] |
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THE IRON BLITZ HERO
OCCUPATION
PRO HERO, U.A. FACULTY
EVENT TOKENS
0
QUIRK
KINETIC DYNAMO
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Post by Demura Kano on Aug 4, 2023 1:07:19 GMT
 - Unforeseen Simulation Joint: Downpour - "Time to focus up, heroes!" "WELL WELL, LOOKS LIKE YOU TIKES HAVE SO TRICKS UP YOUR SLEEVE. IMPRESSIVE!" Bravo shouted through his megaphone, as the armored transport suddenly cut off, and likewise, the click of triggers was barely heard over the howling winds of the storm. He was the only visible one with a reaction, however, as the SWAT officers were essentially just puppets, playing out his will; they didn't show any resistance or hesitation in their actions against the heroes, nor did they seem fully aware when Oberon would rush them.
Instead, they reacted in accordance with Bravo, and the remaining officer nearest to Oberon would hop down, tossing aside their rifles willingly and bringing out collapsible stun batons, the electrified arcs running up them making the point of how painful it would be to actually receive a blow. Meanwhile, the guard on the ground would quickly bring out their baton, and attempt to strike Oberon low, at the same time the other would swing high, hoping to catch him in an impromptu pincer attack.
Ironclad would find her shrapnel was effective in throwing her opponent off their center of balance, allowing for a follow-up swing of her mace to knock them flat on their backs, and likely heaving for air. The indicator on their shoulder would flash from yellow to orange, indicating they were down for the count.
"DON'T HURT THEM TOO MUCH, ROOKIES! THEIR FRIENDS IN THE BACK MIGHT GET A LITTLE... UPSET!" Oberon was close enough to the transport that he could make out odd variations in the air, similar to the heat shimmer that one could see in hot temperatures. Except, this form of it was like a transparent line, made all the clearer by the harsh rain brushing against it. He could see several of them, connecting to the officers he fought. He saw a line going towards the officer Johanna was fighting briefly, before it evaporated as soon as their indicator turned red. And following it, he could see they all led back to Bravo.... along with six additional lines.
Suddenly, the back of the transport would bust open, and five more officers would leap from it, these ones more aggresive and direct than their initial counterparts, two of them rushing towards Prism, two towards Ironclad, and the last joining the two fighting Oberon, all of their stun batons out and ready.
"WHAT'S THE COUNT NOW, ROOKIE?" Bravo half laughed into his megaphone.
|OOC| BRAVO HAS ARRIVED AT THE CENTER STAGE!!! And with him are a cohort of armed and geared SWAT officers, likely the same ones who originally escorted his transport. He seems focused on the taking out the heroes right now, to create the grand finale to this "event"! Heroes have working knowledge of Bravo's Quirk, however his "strings" are observable only at close range. His maximum capacity is twenty objects or people, so keep this in mind. Currently, he is controlling nine SWAT officers, and has an additional string whose attachment is unknown. [ Bravo]
Awareness: B+
Presence: D
Constitution: C
Speed: C+
Dexterity: B+
Strength: D
Quirk: A (Pinocchio is an Emitter-type Quirk that allows the user to control up to twenty objects and beings through making physical contact and attaching a 'puppet string' onto them. With this string, they are able to fling the those attached at their will, or make them undertake actions within their capabilities, such as throwing a punch, or causing a car to drive forward.)
Combat: C
SWAT Officers Awareness: C Presence D+ Constitution: B Speed C- Dexterity D+ Strength C- Combat B+ Gear C+ (Rifle, Stun Baton) [/spoiler] | Miroru| Farrin| Johanna Larsen| |
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ALIAS
Prism
OCCUPATION
Student
EVENT TOKENS
100
QUIRK
Power Prism
Archived
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Post by Miroru on Aug 4, 2023 1:57:39 GMT
Department of Heroes Freshman
Was... that a storm pun?
Oh, boy.
Miroru did her best not to snicker at the one-liner, braced as she was for combat, and moved in as Farrin breached the lines to take on the controlled and exposing that they seemed to bear no will of their own. That begged a question, and a very interesting one. Could Bravo see from the eyes of his puppets?
Or were they entirely dependent on his awareness for control?
She did some quick mental calculations. Both Oberon and Ironclad were better equipped for lengthy brawls than she was. Farrin's acceleration gave him a strong evasive edge, much as Johanna's metals gave her a defensive one. Miroru had tricks, but she was still limited by a lack of actual enhancements to her physicality. No extra speed, no extra durability. So it was in her best interest to tilt the battle in their favor sooner rather than later.
As the goons discarded their guns, Miroru threw herself into the melee, a pair of them already charging her, skidding to a sloshy stop right in front of them as they brought their stun batons to bear! Had they caught Miroru off guard? She didn't block! She didn't dodge! She just...
... caught them.
As her hands closed around the rods (and as her palms bruised from the impact itself), the power surged into the petite, soaked fox, leaving her arms steaming, apparently from taking in the energy. Gritting her teeth, she twisted the stolen shockforce into retaliatory spears of electricity, lanced into the two puppeted SWATs, careful to modulate the released energy to leave their indicators orange and not red. As the pair dropped, she reversed her grips on the stun batons and twisted the light around Bravo, drawing a horizon around him that light would no longer cross, blacking out the space within to see what happened when he could no longer see his puppets!
Zapped the two goons on her with the power from their own shock batons, tried blocking the light from around Bravo to see if it'd interrupt his control of his drones in the slightest!
I can pay no price too great for justice.
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OBERON
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THIRD YEAR STUDENT
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QUIRK
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Student
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Aug 12, 2023 19:20:02 GMT
Post by Farrin on Aug 12, 2023 19:20:02 GMT
[attr="class","Farrin"] [attr="class","KC1"] [attr="class","FarrinBG"] [attr="class","FarrinTop"] [attr="class","FarrinContent"] The pincer strike was easy enough to dodge. Not only did Farrin move like lightning, but he processed the world faster, too. His personal acceleration field sped up the signals traveling through his body and brain. He lifted his leg over the lower strike, then leaned out of the upper baton's reach. A little rope-a-dope of sorts, Farrin then leaned forward and thrust his balled fist into the officer's helmet, grounding him as well. Another kick delivered to the first downed officer's side sent him rolling a few feet. Then the reinforcements came.
Behind the two new brawlers, Farrin finally saw the shimmering fibers that connected the puppets to the puppet master. "How many more bleedin' dolls yuh' have fer' us?" he spat under his breath. There were a few seconds still, or at least it felt as such in his mind, until the two approaching guards joined the second Farrin had just planted on the ground - who was beginning to recover himself. Seconds Farrin spent trialing the many threads he was seeing. Rather than trail each opponent back to the puppeteer, he started from Bravo, counting ten threads. Johanna and her opponents were obscured by the very APC that sat between them now, so he couldn't see what she was up against, but there was one thread held in reserve still.
Then the two new guards came in swinging, snapping him out of the moment. Farrin backpedaled two steps, then pushed forward and swung. The shot connected with the closer of the two new enemies. A baton caught his raised arm though, one of the two original opponents he down coming in swinging. The shocked spat up his arm, forcing Farrin back a step. His arm spasmed twice, and the guards kept swinging. He was far from out yet, though. The snap of his leg caught his attacker in the shin, and a hard right jab put the fella out for good - or at least for the rest of the exercise. The two new guys both swung their batons... which hovered in the air, the forward momentum of their hands seemingly leaving the weapons behind.
The two batons hung in the air, falling in slow motion. Temporal deceleration fields ensnared the weapons - and only the weapons. Farrin threw another hard right jab into the left guard's helmet, then cracked his elbow against the guard on the right. Both were knocked to the ground, their meters swiftly draining.
With Farrin's left arm responding well again, he snatched the two batons out of the air as the deceleration fields collapsed. Miroru's light-denying field rose just in time. Farrin wrapped the two batons in acceleration fields, then lobbed them toward the darkness. He wasn't the most accurate at range, but Bravo, assuming he was still in the blob of Miroru-made darkness, wasn't too far. If they took Bravo out, the others might just snap out of his control.
Meanwhile, Ironclad reassembled her armor and swung her mace back and forth between her own enemies, bringing the weapon down into one guard's side, then slamming it through the other's baton. Their meters hadn't drained to orange yet, but they were certainly on their way. One rose with the swing of his weapon but the hero-aspirant was quick to counter with a swing of her own, putting the first guard down for good. The second guard rose though, ready for another round.
[attr="class","FarrinLeft"] [attr="class","fa fa-cog"] Symbol of Heroism [attr="class","fa fa-cog"][attr="class","FarrinQuote"]Even if it's already been decided. Even if it's set in stone. I'll smash that future! [googlefont=comic Sans][googlefont=Kaushan Script][newclass=.FarrinLeft]font-size: 28px; color: var(--AC1);font-family: Kaushan Script;text-align:center;padding:5px;transform: rotate(270deg); float:left;position:absolute;margin-left:-180px;margin-top:240px;[/newclass][newclass=.FarrinLeft i]font-size:20px;-webkit-animation: FarrinSpin 12s linear infinite; -moz-animation: FarrinSpin 12s linear infinite; -o-animation: FarrinSpin 12s linear infinite; animation: FarrinSpin 12s linear infinite;[/newclass][newclass=.FarrinQuote]font-size: 13px;color: var(--AC1);text-align:center;padding:5px;[/newclass][newclass=.FarrinTrick] }@keyframes FarrinSpin { 0% { -ms-transform: rotate(0deg); -moz-transform: rotate(0deg); -webkit-transform: rotate(0deg); -o-transform: rotate(0deg); transform: rotate(0deg); } 100% { -ms-transform: rotate(360deg); -moz-transform: rotate(360deg); -webkit-transform: rotate(360deg); -o-transform: rotate(360deg); transform: rotate(360deg); }[/newclass][newclass=.Farrin]--BG1:#121212;--AC1:#4874a1;--LC1:#f8f8f8;[/newclass][newclass=.FarrinBG]width:500px;overflow:hidden;background-color:var(--BG1);padding:0px 0px 10px 0px;background-image:url(https://i.imgur.com/n8HI7dC.jpg);background-size:cover;border: 10px solid var(--BG1);display:flex;flex-flow: row wrap;align-items:center;[/newclass][newclass=.FarrinTop]width:500px;height:255px;background-image:URL(https://i.imgur.com/w8WWsMd.gif);background-size:cover;border-bottom: 10px solid var(--BG1);[/newclass][newclass=.FarrinContent]width:430px;min-height:400px; color: var(--AC1)!important;font: 400 11px Comic Sans;text-align:justify;line-height:12px;padding:5px 10px;margin-left:50px;[/newclass][newclass=.FarrinContent h1]width:30px;background-color: transparent;height:30px;font: 800 30px Comic Sans;text-align:center;margin-right:3px;margin-top:3px;margin-bottom:-2px;float:left;color:var(--AC1);text-transform:uppercase;padding:5px;border:3px double var(--AC1);line-height:30px;[/newclass][newclass=.FarrinBot]width:425px;border:1px solid var(--AC1);color: var(--AC1)!important;font: 400 11px Comic Sans;text-align:justify;line-height:12px;padding:4px;margin-left:55px;[/newclass][newclass=.FarrinBot i]font-size:11px;-webkit-animation: FarrinSpin 12s linear infinite; -moz-animation: FarrinSpin 12s linear infinite; -o-animation: FarrinSpin 12s linear infinite; animation: FarrinSpin 12s linear infinite;[/newclass] |
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ALIAS
THE IRON BLITZ HERO
OCCUPATION
PRO HERO, U.A. FACULTY
EVENT TOKENS
0
QUIRK
KINETIC DYNAMO
Archived
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Aug 17, 2023 22:31:12 GMT
Post by Demura Kano on Aug 17, 2023 22:31:12 GMT
- Unforeseen Simulation Joint: Downpour - "Time to focus up, heroes!" " Huh?" Bravo's hands went to his face, dropping the megaphone as he panickily wiped them over his face in an effort to remove some unseen covering or blanket. His hands then reached out in paranoia, grasping at the howling wind and rain that swept through the area, finding purchase in nothing. He then turned in place quickly, before seeming to take a step to the side, leading off the edge of the armored carrier.... before stopping. A visible smirk would cross the villain's face as he leaned down to pick up his megaphone, though he did need to do a bit of searching to find it. " I DON'T KNOW HOW YOU DID IT, BUT I THINK I KNOW WHY YOU DID! UNFORTUNATELY FOR THE THREE OF YOU, I DON'T HAVE TO BE ABLE TO SEE FOR MY PUPPETS TO ACT!" As if on cue for maximum comedic effect, one of the batons seized and launched by Oberon would thunk against Bravo's head, the villain having had no indication it was coming. He flew off the top of the vehicle and collapsed on the ground back fist into a groaning heap. " ARRGHHGH!" He rubbed his head in pain, and Oberon could see the translucent threads in the air thin out. Prism, Ironclad, and him would begin to hear groans of pain from the guards that were still conscious, something they hadn't heard at all during the fighting. " Everyone's a critic these days....", he mused to himself. 'Fine. FINE! LET'S SKIP STRAIGHT TO THE FINALE THEN, SHALL WE?" He felt around, finding purchase against the armored vehicle, and grabbed onto one of the hang-on bars. " I'm getting out of this crappy storm before I catch a cold. You gave this thing a good go, but I doubt any of you can stop a ten-ton brick from flying by. SO, THIS IS MY EXIT! SEE YA!" The wheels of the armored carrier would begin squealing as they tried to find traction with the slick pavement beneath them. Which was odd as the engine of it was still under the effects of Prism's Quirk, assumedly. But even so, once the tires caught, the truck rocketed forward and made a deft left turn, something that shouldn't have been possible under normal circumstances, and began careening down the side road, Bravo hanging on, laughing. And all three heroes could see a thread leading from the quickly retreating villain's body.... directly into the armored truck itself. Miroru, Farrin, Johanna Larsen|OOC| BRAVO IS ESCAPING! THE HEROES HAVE PERFORMED BEYOND COMPARE DURING THE TEST! HANDLING DISASTERS! CHECK! RESCUING CIVILIANS IN DISTRESS! CHECK! SUPPRESSING CRIME IN PROGRESS! TRIPLE CHECK! BUT CAN THEY COMPLETE THE LAST AND ARGUABLY MOST ICONIC ROLE OF A HERO? CATCHING THE VILLAIN?!?! LET'S FIND OUT! | Miroru| Farrin| Johanna Larsen| |
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Ironclad
OCCUPATION
Workshop Intern
EVENT TOKENS
0
QUIRK
Ironclad
Archived
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Aug 22, 2023 17:22:04 GMT
Post by Johanna Larsen on Aug 22, 2023 17:22:04 GMT
 With all that had happened, Johanna was feeling the burn more than she had ever felt. And if she would be honest to everyone in attendance, she was practically out of commission and all but running on fumes. The rain soaked through, all the weight she had been carrying on/off for the past hours had done a number on her muscles and she’d totally need a big time yoga session after this to work out the stiffness. But as the villain might wanted to say the show must go on, and she wasn’t going to just bow out before the final curtain call. ”Easy there, you assbutt.” she’d grit through her exhaustion. Any sane person would try to chase the vehicle, but in all the chaos she had put herself right in between the van and safety. And as she used every last bit of energy left in her system, she collected all the metal around her to create a barrier around herself and the entirety of the road surrounding her. She’d be immovable, utterly and completely unable to dodge whatever was coming. But she was going to expect her powers to pull her through, the sheer mass of metal to literally figuratively stonewall (or metalwall) any last attempt to escape justice. ”No running away from this fourth wall!” she called out.
Farrin, Miroru | Will the villain try to go through her, or veer themselves off into the unknown for the other heroes to take them… Find out on the next episode! |
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ALIAS
Prism
OCCUPATION
Student
EVENT TOKENS
100
QUIRK
Power Prism
Archived
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Aug 23, 2023 18:46:01 GMT
Post by Miroru on Aug 23, 2023 18:46:01 GMT
Department of Heroes Freshman
There was a wonderful dramatism to Bravo's antics that left Miroru's heart singing. It wasn't that she was a fan of the violence or anything, but- this was... nice. There was a purity to what was being presented and asked of them, something she knew wasn't likely to replicate in the streets, but that in the moment simply felt precisely like the cartoons she'd grown up watching. She found herself smiling, just a little bit, as he took over the truck directly and wheeled it around.
"Maybe we can't stop ten million newtons of force, Bravo-"
"-BUT THEN, WE ONLY HAVE TO STOP YOU!"
Crossing the stun batons, they screamed to life, pumping out electricity in coiling ropes straight down Miroru's steaming arms- and into her body, where it swirled, twisted, bent- and erupted outwards as she aimed the crossed batons towards the back left tire in a blazing beam of pure, concentrated light!
The tire (unless Bravo's quirk somehow reinforced it!) shredded into flying scraps of rubber as the beam struck the wheel- and kept blasting, Miroru's quirk driving the focused beam into place and rapidly softening the metal, using the truck's impressive weight to smash the weakened metal into a collapsing lump, draining the batons, the rings glowing around her arms, everything she'd collected in an attempt to ruin the vehicle's mobility and kill most of its momentum!
"G-GO! BEFORE HE FINDS S-SOMETHING ELSE TO COMMANDEER!" Her voice caught and stuttered, easily mistakable for chill from the rain. After all, with all the energy she was using, it wasn't that strange that her soaked sleeves were steaming.
Who'd guess it was coming from inside the worsening burns creeping up from her wrists?
I can pay no price too great for justice.
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OBERON
OCCUPATION
THIRD YEAR STUDENT
EVENT TOKENS
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QUIRK
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Student
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Post by Farrin on Aug 26, 2023 3:21:40 GMT
[attr="class","Farrin"] [attr="class","KC1"] [attr="class","FarrinBG"] [attr="class","FarrinTop"] [attr="class","FarrinContent"] F
atigue weighs tons on Farrin's shoulders. Like the others, he was tiring. He wasn't out for the count yet, but speeding everyone up early, keeping the Black Sin contained, and saving those initial civvies had proved taxing. Yet still, the time-turner's hand rose, ready to slow the armored transport's wheels so that Prism and Ironclad could contain the threat, but the two had pieced together their own unsolvable puzzle for the pretend villain: how to use what was now quite the stoppable force to break through an immovable object. With Bravo face to face with Ironclad's defense, armed only with the vehicle Miroru had handicapped, there was only one thing left to do.
Farrin leaned down into his knees, nearly lowering into runner's start, mustered the temporal powers, then beamed ahead - a streak of light cut across the street. The hero-aspirant blazed through the distance, his soaked hair whipping back as he leaped toward the wall of a nearby building. The wall was his springboard now, from which Farrin launched high - high enough that he was falling over Bravo.
Alabaster light swirled in the student's wake, and Farrin pulled his fist back. "The show ends now!" He shouted, the temporal light seemingly radiating from his fist. Farrin thrust his fist forward for Bravo's chest.
Bravo was a pro, but Farrin still didn't want to risk more permanent damage by hitting the guy in the head. If the shot connected, though, the speed and downward momentum of the time-turner's fall was sure to spell the end of the simulation. If Bravo got back up, the three students would surely be too tired to go another round, especially if he roped those guards back under his spell. It was all or nothing. This test ended now! [attr="class","FarrinLeft"] [attr="class","fa fa-cog"] Symbol of Heroism [attr="class","fa fa-cog"][attr="class","FarrinQuote"]Even if it's already been decided. Even if it's set in stone. I'll smash that future! [googlefont=comic Sans][googlefont=Kaushan Script][newclass=.FarrinLeft]font-size: 28px; color: var(--AC1);font-family: Kaushan Script;text-align:center;padding:5px;transform: rotate(270deg); float:left;position:absolute;margin-left:-180px;margin-top:240px;[/newclass][newclass=.FarrinLeft i]font-size:20px;-webkit-animation: FarrinSpin 12s linear infinite; -moz-animation: FarrinSpin 12s linear infinite; -o-animation: FarrinSpin 12s linear infinite; animation: FarrinSpin 12s linear infinite;[/newclass][newclass=.FarrinQuote]font-size: 13px;color: var(--AC1);text-align:center;padding:5px;[/newclass][newclass=.FarrinTrick] }@keyframes FarrinSpin { 0% { -ms-transform: rotate(0deg); -moz-transform: rotate(0deg); -webkit-transform: rotate(0deg); -o-transform: rotate(0deg); transform: rotate(0deg); } 100% { -ms-transform: rotate(360deg); -moz-transform: rotate(360deg); -webkit-transform: rotate(360deg); -o-transform: rotate(360deg); transform: rotate(360deg); }[/newclass][newclass=.Farrin]--BG1:#121212;--AC1:#4874a1;--LC1:#f8f8f8;[/newclass][newclass=.FarrinBG]width:500px;overflow:hidden;background-color:var(--BG1);padding:0px 0px 10px 0px;background-image:url(https://i.imgur.com/n8HI7dC.jpg);background-size:cover;border: 10px solid var(--BG1);display:flex;flex-flow: row wrap;align-items:center;[/newclass][newclass=.FarrinTop]width:500px;height:255px;background-image:URL(https://i.imgur.com/w8WWsMd.gif);background-size:cover;border-bottom: 10px solid var(--BG1);[/newclass][newclass=.FarrinContent]width:430px;min-height:400px; color: var(--AC1)!important;font: 400 11px Comic Sans;text-align:justify;line-height:12px;padding:5px 10px;margin-left:50px;[/newclass][newclass=.FarrinContent h1]width:30px;background-color: transparent;height:30px;font: 800 30px Comic Sans;text-align:center;margin-right:3px;margin-top:3px;margin-bottom:-2px;float:left;color:var(--AC1);text-transform:uppercase;padding:5px;border:3px double var(--AC1);line-height:30px;[/newclass][newclass=.FarrinBot]width:425px;border:1px solid var(--AC1);color: var(--AC1)!important;font: 400 11px Comic Sans;text-align:justify;line-height:12px;padding:4px;margin-left:55px;[/newclass][newclass=.FarrinBot i]font-size:11px;-webkit-animation: FarrinSpin 12s linear infinite; -moz-animation: FarrinSpin 12s linear infinite; -o-animation: FarrinSpin 12s linear infinite; animation: FarrinSpin 12s linear infinite;[/newclass] |
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THE IRON BLITZ HERO
OCCUPATION
PRO HERO, U.A. FACULTY
EVENT TOKENS
0
QUIRK
KINETIC DYNAMO
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Post by Demura Kano on Aug 27, 2023 3:16:28 GMT
- Unforeseen Simulation Joint: Downpour - "Time to focus up, heroes!" "HOLYMOTHEROF-" The villains cackle quickly shifted into a would be swear, as he saw Ironclad's impromptu, over the top speed bump of steel form in front of his egress route. He was cut off before he could finish when he heard a violet screech and then pop as a rear tire exploded, followed by metal crumpling in on itself, AND THEN, THE TRUCK CAREENING AND SLAMMING INTO THE SPEED BUMP THAT WAS IRONCLAD. Thanks to Prism's intervention in its momentum, she maintained her position as the unmovable, while the truck ceded as the unstoppable.
Bravo would be launched into the air, though still fully able to orient himself a decent landing and running start to get away. He waved at the two heroines-tired forms on the ground, leading to him missing the blow coming from Oberon from the sky, the young hero's shadow and fist being the last things he could see before being forced back to the ground like a shooting star.
"AGGHHHH!"
Blaring klaxons that out roared even that of the raging winds immediately screamed to life, even before the dust cleared around Bravo and Oberon. The weather would slowly subside to normalized levels, before the simulated experience would cut completely, the overhead dome brightening slightly to provide better overhead lighting, though still maintaining it's stormy gray color. Displayed across the skybox, Oberon, Prism, and Ironclad could make out displayed text: 'EXAM COMPLETED! CEASE ALL SIMULATIONS! CEASE ALL COMBAT! STANDBY FOR PROCTOR INSTRUCTIONS!'
"Y-you know, when they told me I should wear some extra protection for this, I laughed." Bravo said, his voice hollow and raw from the impact of both Oberon's fist and the ground. The 'villain' groaned as he lay sprawled on the ground, either unable or unwilling to get up. "This isn't the official grading but.... in my book, you passed." He held up a thumb before letting his hand collapse back onto his chest. It would be a short while of rest before Dauntless arrived to where they were. He looked between the prospective first years, before looking at Bravo on the ground.
"You gonna be alright, Hitori?" He asked his peer, who still hadn't gotten up from their spot. They'd respond with the same thumbs up they'd given three students before. He let out a short chuckle before he turned towards the trio. "Rokuhane Miroru. Johanna Larsen. Farrin O'Rourke. You managed to rescue the civilians in distress, neutralize the escaped criminals, and finally, disable and capture Bravo, though the last one isn't that hard to do in my opinion."
"Hey!"
"Kidding. Regardless, you completed all your objectives. Not exactly a clean run, though. Rokuhane, you did well in managing both the fire and Kiyo-san, though I would say towards the tail-end of both further collaterals could've been limited. Larsen, your tough, and not afraid to take a hit for others. You know your strengths. But you also need to know your limits. You're not invincible, not yet, so try not to take every blow, just the ones that matter. And O'Rourke, try not to spread yourself too thin, too fast. You have a powerful Quirk, but those tend to be the most taxing. Don't want to tire out in the middle of a disaster or fight.
Looking between them, a smile would break out on his face. "Nice work, all of you. And I look forward to seeing you in class to work on those pointers. But for now, welcome to U.A.U."
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ALIAS
Mommy
OCCUPATION
Admin
EVENT TOKENS
808
QUIRK
Alcoholism
Narrative
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Sept 15, 2023 3:17:07 GMT
Post by Koffee-Kun on Sept 15, 2023 3:17:07 GMT
[googlefont=Quicksand] [attr="class","likedo"] [attr="class","likedotitle"] [attr="class","likedotitle2"]Approved [attr="class","likedoinfo"] Congratulations!
Welcome to U.A., Heroes
This is a Haiku Farrin - Current EXP (750 EXP) + Event Completion Reward (7,500 EXP) = New Current Total (8,250 EXP) Johanna Larsen - Current LB (3 LB) + Event Completion Reward (1 LB) = New Current Total (4 LB) Miroru - Current EXP (250 EXP) + Event Completion Reward (7,500 EXP) = New Current Total (7,750 EXP) PHARAOH LEAP. [newclass=.likedo]background-color:#f0f0f0;padding:25px;width:400px;color:#888888;line-height:10px;[/newclass] [newclass=.likedotitle]background-color:#ffffff;border:solid 9px #444444;padding:1px;[/newclass] [newclass=.likedotitle2]background-color:#444444;color:#ffffff;font:bold 10px Calibri;line-height:35px;text-align:center;letter-spacing:2px;[/newclass] [newclass=.likedoinfo]margin-top:-10px;border:solid 1px #e5e5e5;background-color:#f9f9f9;padding:24px;font:10px verdana;text-align:justify;line-height:12px;[/newclass] [newclass=.likedosub]background-color:#444444;font:bold 8px Calibri;text-align:left;padding:10px;color:#ffffff;text-transform:uppercase;letter-spacing:1px;[/newclass] |
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