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Post by bio858 on Jul 11, 2021 19:09:27 GMT -7
Port St. Lucie, FloridaHeather Hudson would be at their mobile home, watching the news unfold. Clutching at her phone, she'd call her husband out of worry and fear. Especially since the footage showcased a wreckage involving a familiar vehicle that she believes to be her son's. The bodies strewn about the wreckage only furthered her worries. Why would a group of radical mutant-killers go after her son and daughter? Something didn't seem right, and it made her heart beat faster with fear. "Come on James, pick up, pick up!"She had been calling her husband several times these past few moments. Apparently, her children's cellphones weren't accepting her calls. Quite unusual, but she at least had James to aid her. Her husband was an officer, so he should have found them by now, right? With that thought on her mind, she'd keep up her calls to her husband until he'd eventually answer. "James! Did you find Jimmy and Jan!? Please tell me their alright!"Her husband would respond back in an attempt to calm his wife down. "Heather, just stay calm ok? I...I didn't find them there. They're probably on the run. But I promise you that I will find them if it's the last thing I do.""Ok, please hurry!"As she was about to hang up, she'd look out her window to see bright headlights shining through the blinds on her front windows. Someone had drove up to their home, but she wasn't sure who. "Honey, hold on. S-someone's at our house."The van would park at the front of their home, as two figures would exit outside. Heather would be unsure of who they were, until she peered out her blinds. It was Jimmy and Janet! She'd hurriedly open the front door to see James Jr. carry Janet in his arms, with Jimmy himself entirely covered in blood. "Wh-what happened? Is that your blood?""I'm fine. Jan is in shock. Help me get her on the couch."Her husband's voice would be barely audible on the phone as she pulled it away from her ear. "Heather, what's going on? Is that Jimmy? Is he at the house!? Tell him to wait right there! As a matter a fact, give him the phone!"Heather would barely hear the last words of her husband, being far too shocked to understand. She'd first try to help her son get Janet on the couch, before she finally pulled herself together and attempted to put the phone on speaker.. "I put the phone on speaker. Jimmy, explain to us what happened? Tell us you did nothing wrong."Jimmy would begrudgingly nod and prepare himself to speak on the phone. He knew his dad was a cop, but he had no idea how to properly explain what was going on. But he figured the truth couldn't hurt, so here he went. "Some group of racist f-hicks called the Purifiers shot out my tires. They tried to kill me and I fought them off. I hotwired their car and got Janet back home as fast as I could."As Heather attempted to try and comfort the shocked Janet as best she could, she'd look up at her son in disbelief. "Why would they go after you? And why didn't you call?""I think they had some kinda jammer. My phone was on the fritz the entire time. Sorry."His father on the phone would speak up as well. "Alright son, but why would they go after you? They only go after-""Mutants. Yeah I know. This may not be the best time to tell you that I know I'm adopted. You two wouldn't happen to know who my biological parents are, yeah?"Heather would remain silent, as well as her husband. Both weren't sure when to tell their oldest son the truth. Part of them even wondered why they would wait so long. Yet, none of them ever bothered to find out who his parents actually were. Yet, they felt that they should know, as if that particular memory was somehow just wiped away. Nonetheless, James would take their silence as an answer in and of itself. "Eh, figures. I have a good guess about one of them anyway."He'd look down on his right fist, aware of the claws he had just pulled out an hour earlier. The blood that poured when he ripped out that man's throat. The memory should have traumatized Jimmy, yet the act just felt like second nature. Despite this, he wouldn't dare sprout out the claws in front of his mother. He didn't want to traumatize her too. "Look son, me and your mother were going to tell you. But that's not what's important right now. I need you to stay there and wait for me, ok. I'm driving home as fast as I can. Other officers are here with me. We'll protect you, I promise!""I'm sorry dad, but I gotta go. They'll keep coming after me at this rate, and that'll just get you, mom, and Janet in more danger."Heather would interrupt this around though. "No James Hudson Jr. You listen to me now young man! You are not leaving this house, you hear me!"Despite the tears in her eyes, her boisterous voice demanded respect. Too bad Jimmy was always the one to rebel against authority. James would smile back at his mom, before responding back to her in kind. "I love you too mom. Take care of Janet for me-"His ears would prick up, as he looked out his home and towards his left. Looking far down the road, he could hear the sound of the rubber rolling across the pavement. The smell of the motor engines caused Jimmy to give out a slightly look of disgust. Cars were speeding right towards them, but there weren't any audible sirens. Those weren't cops or his father. They were someone else entirely. "Mom, get Janet to the back and lock the door! I'll tell you when it's safe to come out!""W-what?""Just go, now! Listen to me! And keep your heads down!"Heather would see the frantic look upon Jimmy's face, and carry Janet towards one of the rooms in the back. She'd drop her phone out of haste, as her husband would yell out, wondering what the hell was going on. Meanwhile, Jimmy would exit the home, locking the door behind him. He'd mockingly walk out into the driveway, as a set of vehicles would eventually park stop not too far ahead of him. Several men wearing black hockey masks with the cross pattern would step out, each armed with assault rifles and kevlar. Jimmy would see about 20 men this time around, with 4 of them sporting a unique exo-suit with the cross-design covering the chest, elbow, and shoulder pad portions of the armor. "I'm guessing the last 6 guys didn't give y'all the memo, but if y'all want a party, well....I'm happy to oblige."James would pull out the pair of claws from his fists, each fully coated in this unknown metal. A fight was about to break out, and things were not about to look pretty. But I suppose that is just par for the course for someone that happens to be named James H.
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Post by Gordy on Jul 11, 2021 19:34:41 GMT -7
"This way worked. I'm damned if I'm going to apologize for it."
Professor Xavier detected the activation of a new mutant. It was important to get these mutants right away, before they hurt themselves, or others, with their new powers. They needed to be in the hands of professionals who could help them.
Unfortunately, most of those professionals were busy on other missions. Fortunately though, three members of Gen-X, the mutant teen team, were skilled enough to handle the job.
Hellion, Pixie and Kid Omega would load up onto the Blackbird. Hellion, having been gifted Banshee's piloting knowledge in a previous mission, flew the plane himself. Ultimately though, it wouldn't take too much time for them to read Port St. Lucie, Florida.
The mutant was said to be a James Hudson, son of James Hudson, Sr. and Heather Hudson. Since they didn't know where he would be, it was procedure to head to their home, to wait for them and to talk to their family about this sudden turn of events. So Hellion could just park the jet somewhere near the house and...
As they flew over the city and above the mutant's neighborhood, Julian could see several cars rushing towards their destination. And it was a bad sign for people to suddenly rush towards a mutant's house.
Hellion turned back to face the mutants in his charge. "Alright, looks like things have gone to shit already. You two, go ahead and check it out. I'll park the Blackbird and meet you there."
And a spare thought for Quentin, in case the little turd was spying on him with his telepathy. Watch out for Megan, she's still a kid.
First we gonna rock, then we gonna roll Then we let it pop, go, let it go! X gon' give it to ya! He gon' give it to ya!
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Post by Judi Strange on Jul 11, 2021 20:19:06 GMT -7
"Sealing spell and rudimentary magic skills. don't let me down!"
Sleeping; what a novel concept since her time in Limbo with Dean and …her. It seemed elusive, it wasn’t even a week yet, Still she felt off since Illyana had taken what she had taken. She said it had changed her and made her more powerful, but she didn’t say how and looking at the fragments of her soul she thought Illyana looked very envious.
After that Megan had decidedly laid low for a few days; trying to recover the bright and cheery aspects of herself that seemed very hard to come by right now. Somehow it had changed the whole world around her, but deep down she knew it was she who had changed. With a sigh she Leaned into the sink and splashed cold water on her face, rising she stared at the more visual effects in the bathroom mirror. Darker streaks wove through the brilliant pink hair and her eyes seemed darker than ever. “Maybe it’s my imagina-“
The Call! They had to load up and roll out with Hellion! She didn’t feel ready, she truthfully didn’t feel like herself at all! In frustration the normally perky and bombastic and always pleasant young Gen X member slammed her fists down on the counter startling herself with the loud sharp retort “C-Coming!” Came the perfect cheerful reply. They couldn’t know what happened, they wouldn’t let her go and would insist on treating her like a baby. This had to be their secret, she could do this!
On the trip, the facade was good, she thought. Boys never noticed small changes in how girls looked; she just had to pretend to feel great, just like always! “For the team, just like what Magik said when she… “Focus Megan!” She hissed internally her expressions narrowed her eyes only just a moment. “You still have most of you soul, focus- be awesome!” The internal dialogue progressed.
“I can teleport us Guys!” She offered with a wide smile that while cute was a bit off, to the curious it might be just excitement naturally. If they agreed she would seek to drop them near enough to see the situation before committing to it. Either way they would make their way there- she had to be friendly, perky and just as right as rain. Would there be trouble? If there was they had to help and protect the poor family. She hovered, pink and black hair wafting int he breeze no matter their mode of transport.
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Post by razor on Jul 12, 2021 5:54:46 GMT -7
Kid Omega "It's all fake and illusion. That's what cool is. That's what charisma is. That's what everything is." ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Quentin technically didn't even want to go on this mission, but he got a peek into Xavier's mind when he sent out the call. Was it a total breach of privacy? Yeah. Definitely. He didn't really care though. Honestly, Xavier's mind was a mess. He only caught a glimpse of a few things, but one of them was that this person's blip seemed very Wolverine-esque. That caught his attention. So here he was. Standing around in the Blackbird, taking orders from Hellion. While Quentin should be in charge, he's glad that he wasn't. He didn't feel like giving orders and he didn't feel like taking them either. That being said, he'd listen to Hellion for now. It seemed he knew what he was talking about. Plus, the plan removed him from the equation for a while. "You're lucky I've made the jet invisible to everyone below, or else we would be screwed. We should handle this with discretion, do you really want me to have to shotgun someone?" He'd say sarcastically before replying to him telepathically, Yeah, yeah, I've got her."Hellen, you've got like... ten seconds before you aren't invisible to those people again. I'd scoot. I've got to keep us invisible down there so anti-muties don't string us up for teleporting." He'd say, grinning back just before they teleported out, "Crash and die, why don't you?"With that, he'd allow Pixie to teleport them out, keeping the two of them invisible to the crowd until he could be sure no one saw them. AppTrackerVoice Example
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Post by bio858 on Jul 12, 2021 19:06:55 GMT -7
With his family hidden at the back of their mobile home, it was James all on his own against the gang of Purifiers. It was gonna be a tough fight, especially with the four guys wearing the exo-suits. But, there's no other way forward except through, as someone like James would say. "So...who's first?"The four men up front would fire upon James with their assault rifles, leaving his body to be pierced repeatedly by the small pieces of metal. The pain would of course enrage the young teen as he charged into the fray. Jumping upwards for a lunging motion, his metal claws would pierce the closest thug. He'd twist around the man to throw his body towards the next Purifier at Hudson's right. With him now being closer to the other 2, he'd sprint for a clawing strike at the one to his left, slicing out his throat. As for the other Purifier who was just downed by having another thrown on top of him, he would find his forehead clawed out as James would then go for a downward uppercut like motion on his right-side to cut up the skull of the foe on the ground. With 3 men dead, the fourth would try to give orders to rally the rest of his men. "Come on men, don't start getting cold feat cause of this mutie! Stand and fight!""B-but...he's Wolverine right!? No one told us he'd be here! I don't want to die!" "Shut up, this bastard isn't Wolveri-f**k!"He wouldn't be able to finish his sentence as James would jump towards him, having his left handed claw stab right through his exo-suit armor. "AAAAAAAAAAGH!""Was hoping that would shut you up, but I guess that scream will have to do."With his claw rooted deep within the man's soldier, James would attempt to finish him off with his right claw. However, the Purifier would retaliate with his superior strength gifted to him by the exo-suit, twisting around and tossing Hudson right towards the ground. James would find his back practically bounce off the pavement as the Purifier would decide to drop his gun and pin Hudson to the ground with his own body-weight. He knew shooting the mutant wouldn't be enough to put him down, especially as his healing factor kept him afloat. Concussive force was the key, and so, the Purifier would pound down on James' face. The blows were repeated, over and over, as he drew blood from the temporarily busted lip of James. Yet, just as it quickly healed, Hudson would respond back with a quip rather than with an attack. "Hahahahah, that's all you got? Man, you punch like a bitch."The Purifier would grow enraged at the comment, and attempt to throw another powerful punch down on Jimmy, but this time he'd dodge the attack, as the fist made a small dent in the pavement behind James' head. Hudson would then respond back with a powerful headbutt, taking full advantage of his metal skull. The blow would daze the Purifier, as Hudson shoved the man right off him. However, right when he did that, he'd notice a peculiar sight above him. Almost as if it was shimmering in the air. What the hell is that?His ears would suddenly pick up the sound of a quiet engine. It was as if there was some type of jet hovering right above him. Can't worry about that right now.He was unaware of the mutants on board this hidden jet, and he was also unaware that one of them was attempting to cloak it via telepathy in the first place. All he really cared about was protecting his family. And that was what he planned on doing, even if it involved butchering each and every last one of these Purifiers. And so, James would attempt to stand up and try to charge at the downed exo-suited Purifier once more, only to have gunfire pierce through him from the back side. "Fu-AAAGGGh! Hey, if you fuckers want to go that soon, then just wait your goddamn turn!"He'd carelessly turn around to face the other 16 Purifiers that were behind him. However, that was a careless mistake, as the downed Purifier pulled out his unique pistol that had Adamantium rounds loaded into it's magazine. The foe would fire a bullet that would pierce through James' innards, actually breaking through the metal bones making up his ribs. "Ooaaggh!"The teen would cough up more blood than before, keeling over. His bones would lose the metal coating, as the material seemingly receded back into his body. Appparently, the metal was getting in the way of healing his bones at a faster rate. That meant he was slightly less sturdy than before, at least when it concerned his inner organs. That was definitely bad news. Hudson would attempt to crawl behind the nearest park car to his right. It was the only way he was going to avoid further gunfire from the rest of the Purifiers. At least until his body fully healed the bone. That meant the rest were going to surround him soon enough, especially with the downed Purifier getting back on his feet. If James doesn't get himself healed up soon, things were going to turn out worse before they ever get better.
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Post by Gordy on Jul 12, 2021 21:38:24 GMT -7
"This way worked. I'm damned if I'm going to apologize for it."
The good thing about Banshee's knowledge: he knew how to land the Blackbird stealthily. Which meant Julian knew how to land the Blackbird stealthily. He was able to land in a field a fair distance away.
Julian would fly forward on his own power, speeding quickly but silently over the trees, toward their destination. Even through the whirling winds around him, he could hear the sounds of screaming, slashing and gunfire. He had to stop and pause when he reached there, to observe the chaos below.
As he arrived, he would see a boy with claws, yelling at the group of Purifiers around him. Then, without warning, a bullet was fired into the boy's abdomen.
Alright, time to roll out. He didn't see Pixie and Quentin here - they were likely camouflaged or in hiding - but he wasn't going to waste time reaching out to plan with them. They'd just have to follow his lead on this one.
The telekinetic terror floated down from the sky, incased in a rounded, bubble-like shield of emerald energy. He landed not too far from Jimmy, hoping to draw attention away from the boy.
"Hey, flatscans!" Hellion called out. "See your guns?"
He waved his hands before the closest purifiers. The armed men would find their weapons pulled away from them, torn out of their hands. Those who weren't strong enough to hold onto them were helpless to watch as they circled around the young mutant's orbit.
Alright, he's caused the distraction. Now it was up to Quentin and Megan to handle the rest. They still had to incapacitate the Purifiers, save the new mutant and his family, and get the hell out of there without getting shot. First we gonna rock, then we gonna roll Then we let it pop, go, let it go! X gon' give it to ya! He gon' give it to ya!
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Post by Judi Strange on Jul 13, 2021 13:19:09 GMT -7
"I told them. I told them not to come for her... I told them this was hell."
As they arrived Megan looked down at her hands then the scene and carnage that was unfolding before her. The air's scent heavy with the iron rich smell of blood. Some already oxidizing, the thicker pools an off red, purple too thick to dry so soon. It prompted a wince form the pink mutant who had seen her share of darker moments of late, yet carnage was a whole new animal.
She grimaced as the conflict conflated becoming a war zone between the Purifiers and her own kind, her people. The dark eyes with only a spark of pink in them stared reflecting it all, helpless a moment caught between two very different impulses- No, two very different roads?
"Come on men, don't start getting cold feat cause of this mutie! Stand and fight!”——-
Anger, such anger at this senseless waste of life bubbled in Megan, she could almost taste it. Waste off both human and the possibly of Mutant life if they had their way. For what exactly? A stupid idea by an idiotic man who saw his way only, his world his dominion! He was clawing for relevance as the world moved on without him, he would leave a bloody trail of mean like this one, her people it was..inhuman! Her teaching said she should, they should make this better and stop this-all of it, end the bloodshed. Be better than this! That’s what they should do… her professors would be so proud of her for seeking peace, voice of reason always super nice Pixie.
"Fu-AAAGGGh! Hey, if you fuckers want to go that soon, then just wait your goddamn turn!”—
That’s it isn’t it, they never stopped coming, tin soldiers who know only hate, only murder. "Preach peace and lie in pieces." her thoughts whispered back from a very dark corner. "You can’t trust them even if they leave peacefully, hells look what what someone I trusted did for “reasons.” The young Gen Xer stood, stewing as she worked through this. Hidden by Quentin fists shaking hair draped over her eyes as she waged little war internally. “I know what Magik would do, but I have to be better.. have to..”
"Hey, flatscans!" Hellion called out. "See your guns?"
Her heart beat so very strongly as their mission lead made the scene. She was never sure how she felt about Julian before this very moment. He seemed so angry and brooding, but just now with the scent of death in the air and more to come she understood it, him. Slowly she uncurled her hand and exhaled, centering. She knew the path—
"Sihal novarum chinoth..” She whispered the incantation the same that brought them there, this one was aimed a bit more maliciously.
Vanishing, yet still unseen she would land atop one of the Purifiers, teleporting them both up a considerable height, hells it was so peaceful and just right now they shared a moment her and her seemingly mortal enemy. She looked at him and slowly uncurled her fingers to let go.
Let the horrid, Speciest man fall, fall end over end so aimed to land crashing onto the top of one of the vehicles near the scene. Seeing him fall, knowing the cause and effect made her want to weep, but she couldn’t..had to save the family..
"Keep it together Megan! Be there lion of Wales." It sounded silly, childish now and she didn't want a babysitter or to be seen as an idealistic silly girl anymore.
She watched him fall for a few moments, part of her wanted to woos in and save him. But if she did his friends could kill one of hers. Turning away she cast a gaze back to the battle, from that considerable height she began a dive to swoop and grab another for the ride and drop- trying to time it to the others impact to startle them- to scare them into going away.
Was this the power, the strength Illyana had hinted at? What Julian and the others saw but she was too childish to see?
“Well I see now…” She said leveling the predatory dive for the next “Flatscan” as Julian called them.
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Post by razor on Jul 21, 2021 13:02:45 GMT -7
Kid Omega "It's all fake and illusion. That's what cool is. That's what charisma is. That's what everything is." ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Quentin would stop disguising Pixie as soon as she started flying and dropping people into cars. Killing them. While he wasn't necessarily against this, he really didn't want the trouble of Xavier droning on and on about how human to mutant relations were important. Not that it mattered now, that guy was already crumpled up in a dead ball of glass, metal, and guts. It was a bit gruesome honestly, not expected out of Pixie. Quire sighed, keeping up his disguise as one of the Purifiers up to the Purifiers, but his fellow mutants would see him as still Quentin. "Don't let these muties get you scared, men! We can win with our superiority alone, am I right?!" He'd shout, looking around to the others, trying to get a confirmation that he was linked to all of their minds. They would all shout out in agreement as Pixie divebombed the next person. He'd roll his eyes, now he had to do it again. "Stand your ground! Coordinate for the next attack! DO YOU HEAR ME?!" He'd shout out, the entire group resounding in loud agreement. "Wouldn't it be a shame if we all forgot how to breathe?!" He'd shout with the same ferocity, causing everyone to raise an eyebrow. That's when it happened. The group tried to respond, but couldn't. It was like their necks had seized up. They knew they needed to breathe, but they had forgotten how. Some scrambled, trying to find things to help, some immediately fell to their knees, some began to cry. At this point, Quentin would be back to his normal self to all, and be standing on the side of the mutants. "Take notes, Tinkerbell, this is how you neutralize threats brutally, but without killing."With that, Quentin would use his telepathic link to figure out which gun belonged to which Purifier, then he would use his telekinesis to pull them out of Hellion's orbit, and knock each one over their heads with their own guns, knocking them out. He would then take the guns back with his telekinesis, and slowly send them back up to Hellion. "I'm sure you'll want to send those far away." AppTrackerVoice Example
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Post by bio858 on Jul 22, 2021 15:21:50 GMT -7
As if on cue, 6 of the Purifiers would attempt to fire on all cylinders around Hudson, shooting at the cars he was taking cover behind. They were closing in on his location, giving him barely any chance to heal his wounds. That's when the cavalry arrived, and in quite brutal fashion. First was the leader, who used his telekinesis to drag their guns out of their hands. The other 10 remaining would attempt to shoot at his person, but the man had a shield up that deflected each of the bullets before they'd ever have a chance to pierce his body. Then, a....fairy showed up out of nowhere, literally teleporting in on top of a Purifier, before teleporting out. James would then see his body just fall out of the air and onto their van. The sight was so brutal, that it caused a few of the Purifiers (about 3 more) to run in sheer panic. "What the f**k is going on?"That was when the exo-suited Purifier started getting up, and spoke into his earpiece. "Shit, exo-units, get the helmets on. We got company. I'll take care of the kinetic myself!"With the head Purifier standing up, he'd point his pistol at the direction of where Hellion happened to be. He planned to shoot the bullet, the same bullet that even pierced through Hudson's hardened ribs. James wasn't a hundred percent sure, but he had a feeling that bullet was gonna hit the kid, regardless of his invisible shield. "AAAaaaagh!"Feeling that his wounds were healed enough, James would get up out of cover and charge in towards the leader, hoping to catch him off guard. Hardening his claws once again, the metallic blades would actually cut off his shooting arm, leading to the bullet to miss Hellion's body. Though, the bullet may pierce his shield, possibly to give the mutant indication that the Purifiers had weaponry capable of even piercing through the strongest of telekinetic shielding. The man screamed in pain as James prepared for his final strike. "That...was for messing with my family pu-"Suddenly, the man in front of him would start choking. In fact, as James grew startled, he'd turn around to see all of the Purifiers starting to suffocate. He had no idea what was going on, except that he saw a teenager in a coat with a strange, pink mohawk, walk towards the other telekinetic mutant. He'd even start taking the guns from the other telekinetic with his own brand of kinesis, and used the guns to knock out each of the still conscious Purifiers. Seemed like the fight was as good as done, especially as the fairy girl who was diving downwards for another grab would seem to slow down as she may or may not have noticed her target had been downed due to suffocation. With the pink haired mutant addressing the fairy on the according levels of brutality, James would start to notice that three of the remaining exo-suited Purifiers were still standing. It would seem one of them would fight through their suffocation to tear off the back door of their van to pull out 3 helmets that seemed similar to that of Magnetos. Handing them to the other two men, the three Purifiers were the last remaining to fight off the mutant threats. Hence, with each of them now immune to Quentin's telepathic assault, they'd make sure to address him first as he was the biggest threat. One of the Purifiers would fire a powerful shockwave from his rifle, aiming right towards Quentin. If he or Hellion put up a telekinetic shield, they might mitigate the damage, but it would still rock their bodies to their core due them relying more on intense frequency than brute force. The pain would be incredibly intense, and no doubt knock the mutants back. As for Pixie, another Purifier would pull out a unique rifle. One that seemed to fire "smart" bullets, those with projectiles that could chase down their targets unique signature. As these bullets were focused more for the more agile types, he'd fire them at the flier, aiming to bring her down. James though, would anticipate this and jump up with his superhuman strength towards her person flying above the ground. If she didn't take any action to try and stop the bullets before they followed her trajectory, James would attempt to use his body as a shield to absorb the brunt of the bullets. His body would end up crashing into hers of course, unless she took earlier evasive actions to dodge the bullets before his save. If she didn't, the bullets would pierce his body and he'd scream out in pain, but at least the Fairy-like mutant would be safe for now.
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Post by Gordy on Jul 22, 2021 21:37:32 GMT -7
"This way worked. I'm damned if I'm going to apologize for it."
It had only been a minute, and things had already gone to hell. Despite his great lead-in and distraction, the others chose to be violent dicks instead of sticking to a quick in-and-out strategy. Pixie could have grabbed the mutant and left three times over by now Quentin could have just made them all fall asleep, or better yet, make them forget about this whole thing in the first place.
Quire, you ass! he thought out loud. Get everyone out of here and-
He didn't have time to finish his thought before a shot rung his way. Passing through the guns and right into his barrier, a Purifier's specially-made bullet fired into his right shoulder. Julian was immediately thrown backwards, slamming against his own barrier.
With his concentration broken and pain flooding his body, his powers would come to a halt. The shielding would come down, the guns would fall to the ground, and he would begin his descent along with them.
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Post by Judi Strange on Jul 23, 2021 10:40:30 GMT -7
"Sealing spell and rudimentary magic skills. don't let me down!"
There was such a tremendous sense of freedom! If Megan felt bad for her actions by the time she swooped past her target in the dive bomb she didn’t say, in fact she wasn’t SAYING much at all. The dark eyes alight with bright pinks cast a gaze in Quentins direction as he offered his view on function and brutality she flew recklessly, majestically in a flurry of pink, shimmer.
The arc of her swooping dive took her high into the air again the dust she left behind was a darker reddish and shimmered as it fell like snow to the ground, any who touched it and was touched of course would enjoy along the harmless hallucinogenic trip removing them from the fight, setting up for another run the sight of the man upon the van rounded into view.
“What have I done why did…” she began, the thought would be left unfinished as the staccato three round burst of the seeker shots had found their mark, the cry of pain was as melodic as it was visceral.
She had made the all too human mistake of stopping, staring at the van and what her temper had made, the seekers streaked to the now stationary target. James, the noble soul went for it and took two of the seeker shots only the third, the last of the three was able to adjust its telemetry and simply moved around him and his noble act striking home!
The pain was impossible, every single part of her felt like it was broken, as she slowly crawled digging her hands into the dirt to pull herself along. “I’m shot..I’m shot..”
Her mind screamed to focus her on the here and now. “I think I killed someone, and I’m shot..” Despite the agony, the urge to be sick she looked out to the battle as it unfolded, did she cause this this? She couldn’t bear any of her team to be hurt, especially Julian. She’d give anything to try to end this better than it had begun. Holding her hand to her thigh the springtide of blood seeped out between her fingers- then, an odd warmth that made the pain slowly seep away.
There, in the hand that had held back the torrent of blood was a blade, a dagger of purest pink with a halo of red contamination of fire. She turned it this way, then that.. Perhaps magic could help her, help them all-if she didn’t bleed out of course, for despite the blade the wound bled undeterred.
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Post by razor on Jul 31, 2021 9:15:34 GMT -7
Kid Omega "It's all fake and illusion. That's what cool is. That's what charisma is. That's what everything is." ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Quentin wasn't as fast to send up a telekinetic wall as Hellion, but his was luckily stronger, plus he wasn't focusing on three other things with it. That being said, Quire was also not as tough as Hellion, so he was sent flying backwards. He'd make a small telekinetic landing pad for Hellion before he broke his neck on the ground before grunting and standing. He'd growl out curses as he used his telekinesis to pull the helmets off of the people, not concerned with who actually kept their helmets on. The voice of Quire would boom in their minds as they felt it almost physically being turned into mincemeat. YEAH! FEEL IT! FEEL THE PAIN YOU'VE CAUSED TO US!!! DIE, YOU FILTHY HUMAN SCUM!!!From the outside, no one could see anything but theatrics. Around Quire, there was blue energy flaring off of him like an anime character, and he was looking intensely at the people who were trying to grab at their helmets. One kept their helmet on, but would have to stand in horror and watch as their friends all started bleeding from their eyes, nose, ears, and mouth. They would lay there, drooling. They had gone braindead, though they were still alive. Quire would fall to a knee, blood dripping from his nose, knowing that Pixie was about to stab the last one. AppTrackerVoice Example
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Post by bio858 on Aug 2, 2021 15:53:57 GMT -7
"Damn..." Hudson would be attempting to get himself off the ground once more. His upper back was tinged with pain, as the bullets would be extracted from his body via his super-healing. With all the bullet holes, his shirt was practically nonexistent at this point. Simply tearing off whatever remained, it would leave him shirtless, leaving the wounds to just heal as quickly as the could. It would simply leave stains upon his mostly healed up body. Despite the wounds being healed up, it would still leave him feeling incredibly sore throughout his entire body. The pain from before still lingered, leaving him feeling woozy and uneasy. Hence, as he struggled to stand up, all the events around him would be one big haze. The remaining 3 exo-soldiers were mid-air, struggling against the pull of their helmets off their heads. Two of them would lose their grip, leading to Quentin to use his powers to the harshest degree upon the two. With those men bleeding from their eyes and nose, the third soldier realized he needed to try and make a move. However, he had been struggling more and more with maintaining the helmet upon his head. Therefore, he was fully vulnerable to Pixie charging headfirst with her magical knife. Plunging the blade into his chest, blood wouldn't spurt out. But the man would seemingly pass out. As if his soul had just been cut right out of his body. Due to this, his body would simply fall as the helmet floated above his body. All of the Purifiers were down or dead. These 4 teenagers had done major damage, and soon, everybody would know it. With James standing up, he'd see the carnage all around him. It was honestly shocking that most of these Purifiers were actually alive. Especially given the brutality of the kills that did occur. But he wouldn't be able to properly ponder if his actions were right or not. As his mother would decide to exit the mobile home after leaving her daughter on a bed in the room in the back. "J-James?"Hudson would see the eyes of his mother. She was horrified. Horrified by the bodies. Horrified by all the carnage and chaos around her only son. She couldn't believe her eyes. She couldn't believe her son was capable of doing this, as shown by the news reports. Perhaps she knew he did it protect them, but she just wanted her boy to have his hands cleaned from all this blood. That is what James got from her eyes, and he'd look down on his hands, on his claws. Blood still dripped right from the metal, now boney appendages. He'd recline them back into his hands, feeling ashamed of his actions. He did them to protect his mother and sister, but he felt shame that he decided to just delve into this savage side of his. He knew he could do better. Perhaps, he could've done better here? These doubts clouded James' mind. Sadly, he wouldn't be able to solve these mental conundrums as his father and his company of other officers would finally arrive on the scene. With his dad exiting the car, he'd have a shocked look on his face upon the bodies strewn all around the teenagers. "S-son, I need you put the claws away, ok? Just come to me alright? Everything is gonna be alright."James' claws would recline back into his hand. He heard his father's words. He should surrender to them, right? But what about the other mutants around him? Should they surrender too? The other officers had their firearms aimed upon the other 3. It would be up to them to try and explain their actions, and hopefully explain that they were with the X-men. If the police would even accept such an explanation in the first place.
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Post by Gordy on Aug 6, 2021 18:27:23 GMT -7
"This way worked. I'm damned if I'm going to apologize for it."
Great, this was already a shitshow. It could have been a simple in-and-out, with some light butt-kicking. But all of them, even Julian, let their egos or tempers get the better of them. Even now, with their backs to the wall, they were still giving into their anger.
Luckily, Quentin was able to break Julian's fall. More to the matter, Quentin was able to debilitate most of the flatscans. Pixie would... Oh, Pixie. You just had to go that far.
But soon, their enemies were down, and police offers could come and aim their guns at them. Out of the fire and into the frying pan, so to speak. Though these new obstacles were (hopefully) far less evil, getting the law involved would only be trouble.
They would be screwed if they told the police the truth. Even if it was self-defense, the scene was utter chaos and destruction. If the X-Men are responsible for this, then they'd just come after the X-Men - they'd be bringing their troubles back to school with them.
No time for a break, Brony Boy. Get your butt off the ground and follow my lead.
Despite the pain it caused his shoulder, Julian raised both of his arms above his head, to show he was no threat.
"Crazy, huh?!" the telekinetic called out. "I have no idea why the Sinister Six were here, or why they attacked these guys. Maybe Spider-Man was here. You're lucky as hell we came to the rescue."
Take the hint, Quire. And Pixie, shape up and get ready to pull them out.
Then he turned to James and his family. He told him, "You three should come with us. We'll keep you safe and explain everything."
First we gonna rock, then we gonna roll Then we let it pop, go, let it go! X gon' give it to ya! He gon' give it to ya!
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Post by Judi Strange on Aug 7, 2021 4:29:09 GMT -7
"Sealing spell and rudimentary magic skills. don't let me down!"
StupidhumansalwaystrytokillandhurtmaimmagilisrightthereisonlythedarkweshouldshowthemthattheyaremakingMonstersofusalllookinsidemeganseeitstruewearemorethanmutantmorethanfae.
Megan bared sharp teeth at the human as the soothing inner voices caressed her mind, caressed the pain to a dull roar instead of jagged spiky bits, The blood loss was making her head all aswim and perhaps indeed she was too woozy but the voice did sound like Sempai Baba Yaga. The pink in her black eyes blazed, covered in dirt, in blood and her hair all gone spooky black with pink streaks, she looked a sight. Part of her, the light wanted to push away form this, she’d done wrong, she’d broken a rule! But there was something else there with her, inside, tucked like a baby bird in it’s nest to fill the hole Illyana had made her soul.
She felt unclean, “Unseelie- Bwagnod -Sluagh” the helpful sempai voice offered, in such a cheery tone she might as well be at a chalkboard teaching her the awkwardly hard, unnatural english..drawing a huge line in rubbish chalk under the old mythic words as she took her notes. But she could hardly be unforgiven dead or Sluagh so that was out, but it seemed closer to Bwagnod and very Unseelie at that she had to admit. The Unforgiven dead was decidedly Sempai. All of that vastly unimportant just now however, as she stood seeping and seething as any Darkchilde might.
It could be said to be beautiful, the act in which the tainted Fae leapt upon the human and hissed out words of magic lost in the din of battle while the dagger blazed brightly thrice in rapid strikes as both fell into a teleport hide hole that also blazed pink and dripped in red and purple energies arcane. The two went through time/space and colors with only Megan emerging on the other side, near wilted, but glowing radiantly.
Appearing near where she once was, but near Quire, as if the boy needed any help, but she wanted to protect, wanted to get back to the light and far far away from the dark bits inside her soul. Near Quire was where she would stay, for she did fear Julian’s anger just now she nodded at his words as he spoke them. -
"Crazy, huh?!" the telekinetic called out. "I have no idea why the Sinister Six were here, or why they attacked these guys. Maybe Spider-Man was here. You're lucky as hell we came to the rescue."
-Alieisbetterthanthetruthjulianisagoodleader,heissneakyandconniving- She shook off the voice; she'd not feed it any more. Near Quire, holding her wound she panted, she was so very tired, her head so very woozy. “I think they’re thinking second thoughts!” She called out, how easy the lie came, it was a horrible blooming rose, go a thing. She felt terrible but would feel worse if she didn’t make it up to Julian. “Is everyone ok!?” she called out, wondering if one could genuinely cosplay themselves, if so this felt like it.
They needed to get out this, save the mutant, make a friend. She thought very hard to quire and hopefully, however this worked to all in their mind link thing. “I can make them all go to sleep, if you want- it won’t hurt anyone they’ll just sleep.” She’d not act without his command, she was already elbows deep in it for sure, they had to do well, so all of this had meaning- that they had done “Good” for their kind.
Her eyes cast to where the poor man had fallen and she felt tears well until she looked away. She had to be on point and a proper team mate, be a good X-man. Maybe Illyana would, or could make it better? But at what cost?
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