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Your turn mopp. Just post doing what you want. Course he also just probably destroyed the atmosphere and a couple continents worth of landscape by creating a ball of fire that big. But w/e.
 
MrMopp said:
(I think Yahlie might have crashed through a window of the house. And with a blow that hard, out for the count for now.)
(@TheMADQ, I'm not mad at you, but for future reference, you need to give me a chance to counter your attacks)
(I am sorry if I was unclear on my post. I intended the punch to be what could happen not what will happen. I really expected a doge. I am sorry for making you feel as though I took away your choice.


@Vellichor


your probably right lets just say it was a big ball and not put a number to it. I guess i was trying to be Anime esk.)
 
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(I'm pretty low on brain juice, but since Yahlie is in the house and neither of your characters are interested in her, I can just leave her there for now.)


Yahlie woke up with a splitting headache, and looked around the room. ...how did she get here?
 
I looked upon the Eclipse, and I did not blink. The lightning use came in with a flurry of punches. I need only stop the first with a telekinetic hand, it didn't just try to stop the arm, but rather it attempted to rip the arm completely off. Three other arms reached out all in union to grab the ankles and wrist to so the same, if nothing else the hands would pull flesh and muscle and bone until something went missing. In that same instance the last two hands aimed for the throat and chest with a force strong enough to tear the head off and send what remained a hundred yards back. If the opponent tried to do as the earth one did, he would be absorbed into the hands turning them electric and completely contained by a stronger force of will. This was noted by the amount of electricity he did throw at me was now wrapped around each hand turning them visible.


As the ball shrank and aether surrounded me in air, I turned my hands into high frequency weapons and shredded the air bubble with just two hands and my sword down the center. The ball was fast, no where near lightning, but my guess was that it expanded into the same size.


My first attack would depend on if the lightning user was absorbed or if I could drain enough lightning from him. I'd intercept the ball with a specific blade of electricity, using it to contain the sphere. The electricity would push out the soot, ions and electrons present in the flame and separate the fire from its fuel, making it appear to disappear.


If i couldn't get the electrity needed, then after freeing myself from the compressed wind block, I'd grab the spear laying on the ground not far from me, with a tk hand and stab it into the ground, projecting my will through it I'd form a barrier of psychic energy channeled through the crystal to make a simple barrier of force to repel that attack. It covered ten feet and was highly condensed exotic matter, almost like plasma but felt like iron.
 
Yahlie tried to recolect her thoughts. Ok let's see... There was the angry guy with sword... He threatened me... I was leaving... I felt something dangerous, so I look up and... Now I'm in a room with broken window.


Rubbing her head, she walked up to the window to see what was out there, and found of a bunch of beefy guys throwing magic at each other.


... AWSOME! She sat in the window and watched, forgetting her headache.
 
Vellichor said:
I looked upon the Eclipse, and I did not blink. The lightning use came in with a flurry of punches. I need only stop the first with a telekinetic hand, it didn't just try to stop the arm, but rather it attempted to rip the arm completely off. Three other arms reached out all in union to grab the ankles and wrist to so the same, if nothing else the hands would pull flesh and muscle and bone until something went missing. In that same instance the last two hands aimed for the throat and chest with a force strong enough to tear the head off and send what remained a hundred yards back. If the opponent tried to do as the earth one did, he would be absorbed into the hands turning them electric and completely contained by a stronger force of will. This was noted by the amount of electricity he did throw at me was now wrapped around each hand turning them visible.
As the ball shrank and aether surrounded me in air, I turned my hands into high frequency weapons and shredded the air bubble with just two hands and my sword down the center. The ball was fast, no where near lightning, but my guess was that it expanded into the same size.


My first attack would depend on if the lightning user was absorbed or if I could drain enough lightning from him. I'd intercept the ball with a specific blade of electricity, using it to contain the sphere. The electricity would push out the soot, ions and electrons present in the flame and separate the fire from its fuel, making it appear to disappear.


If i couldn't get the electrity needed, then after freeing myself from the compressed wind block, I'd grab the spear laying on the ground not far from me, with a tk hand and stab it into the ground, projecting my will through it I'd form a barrier of psychic energy channeled through the crystal to make a simple barrier of force to repel that attack. It covered ten feet and was highly condensed exotic matter, almost like plasma but felt like iron.
(Sorry I am just now getting to replying I have been buisy lately)


Electro's body was ripped to shreds by the hands. She turned into electricity in order to reform, but as the enemy stsrted to absorb electro Michael knew this wasn't a good thing. Before the enemy could completely absorb electro she fires off at Gaia moving at the speed of lightning and inters his body. They both change forms and seem to fuse together. ( » Anime, Guy, Music, Microphone, Vokaloid, Blue Eyes | wallpapers is ) The small mwrbles sized ball was traped in a container of electricity, bouncing around in the slowly losing its heat as it used up the electricity. Pyro mearly kept the ball alive until all the electricity was used up and it simply fades away. Smiling at the enemy they blast off at 671,082,555 mph effortlessly dodging every attempt at the telegenic hands hands to even touch them. Unless the enemy can move at the same speed, there would be no way to counter the flurry of bows of 150,000,000 punches per second each coming from a different direction. Combining the speed of Electro with the massive strength of Gaia. Each of the punches would kill any normal human and send there body flying in a hundred pieces. Though this is no normal human probably could sustain all the damage delt. Now if they can move at the same speed they would ignor the telekinetic hands because that would be a wast of there ability. Yen-yang sends out hands made of light to intercept the TK hands, because they are made of light they can easily outspeed the hands. The light hands match the force exerted by the TK hands enough to render the TK hands useless. Aether focuses on the air around the enemy, looking for any new TK hands. Regardless of being visable or not the air will be moved and Aether will know exactly where it is. This information will be instantly transferred to Yen-yang in which she will send out more light hands to intercept the TK hands before they can do anything. Being able to focus soley on the enemy body. Now if for whatever reason the TK hands mange to grab Electro/Gaia. There extreme strength mixed with there skin being made of wurtzite boron nitride which is harder then diamond. They can overpower the TK hands and easily sustain any damage done. They don't even try to dodge any of the swings of the sword because it can't even scratch them. They simply block the sword with there arm like its there weapon. While the enemy is dealing with Electro/Gaia, Pyro point there fingers at the enmy as if there guns. He rapidly fire off bulets of fire each one exploding on contact. Electro/Gaia easily move out of the way of the explosions knowing exactly where they would be.Aques fires a stream of pressurized water with enough force to cut through steal.
 
(Ok. I'll start! (Most of this apart from name is me) Mokuyobi is a skinny boy. He is fast, durable, has high tolerance for things and is highly intelligent. He can take extreme punishment to his body :) . He is psychic, knows about the Astral Realm. He is clinically insane. Can outwit you. If you mess with him, expect to mess with you back. He has depression and has been picked on all his life, and taken alot of crap. He is 15 and is mature and smarter than most adults. Autistic.)
 
(Mokuyobi (or Moku if you prefer) is muscular even though he is skinny :) Just so you don't mess with him too much.


He only did pushups. LOL.)
 
(One more small thing... Mokuyobi has a set of powers, a strange one (this bit is exactly me in real life) called "Aura Powers". He can't see Auras much, a little bit yeah, but he can influence/control them. Say if a ball got kicked at him, he can "wrap" his Aura round the ball and will for it to fall instead of hit him or do whatever it was going to do. If a punch got thrown he could speed up his reaction by "wrapping" his Aura around himself, and willing/envisioning himself to catch the punch. LOL!)
 
Lunlop said:
(One more small thing... Mokuyobi has a set of powers, a strange one (this bit is exactly me in real life) called "Aura Powers". He can't see Auras much, a little bit yeah, but he can influence/control them. Say if a ball got kicked at him, he can "wrap" his Aura round the ball and will for it to fall instead of hit him or do whatever it was going to do. If a punch got thrown he could speed up his reaction by "wrapping" his Aura around himself, and willing/envisioning himself to catch the punch. LOL!)
(Alright pick who you wana fight. Tabitha [she is 10], Juliet, Chris, Abby, Veronica, Mavis, Pup, Cedric, Order, or Jacob.)
 
(I don't think Vell is online to answer you, but the invitation was for anyone to hop in, so welcom abord.


However, it looks a little chaotic down in the from yard, but my character is all by her lonesome inside the house.
 
(I would like to fight Tabitha. Beforehand, provide an overview please.)
 
Mokuyobi charges his powers, wrapping a dragonball-like Aura around his body. His hair color changes, to a 1-shade lighter brown.


He does a spin and tilts his back to Tabitha, kneeling on the ground.


"Come at me, little kid." *short evil laugh*.


He smirks as Tabitha makes her first move.


(OOC. Don't play for me. Give me time to respond. Leaving for school. Back at half 3 in the afternoon.)
 
Mokuyobi charges his powers, wrapping a dragonball-like Aura around his body. His hair color changes, to a 1-shade lighter brown.


He does a spin and tilts his back to Tabitha, kneeling on the ground.


"Come at me, little kid." *short evil laugh*.


He smirks as Tabitha makes her first move.


(OOC. Don't play for me. Give me time to respond. Leaving for school. Back at
 
A true monstrosity observed the squabbles of what appeared to be a brigade of superpowered-- albeit pathetic-- children bombard each other, from where she sat reclined against a tree at the edge of a clearing. Sibyl Iscariot was what you might expect to come from the union of an Amazon and a Philistine; a living bulwark of corded muscle and olive flesh, eight feet in height and closer to a half a ton than a quarter of one in sheer weight. Upon her chest, she wore no armor, leaving in plain view a saltire of ugly sutures that spanned her sternum, their crux right over the place where her right breast once had been. On her stomach was a constellation of ceasarean scars, and there was the remnants of a bone-deep laceration running obliquely across her face. Both of her arms were sheathed in manica guards, terminating in armored gauntlets, and over her legs was a skirt of kusazuri tassets, supplemented by metal pteruges.


She drank deep draughts from a large, gourd-shaped flask, and belched on occasion. Idly, she bet with herself as to which of the brats in front of her would be the victor. Maybe she'd give them the honor of trying to fight her.
 
The ground shifted and rumbled a fair ways off from the battleground. This in and of itself was an odd thing as the ground did not usually move of its own accord.


What followed immediately afterwards was significantly stranger.


A small mound appeared on the ground as the earth was pushed upwards, giving way to what struggled to escape.


What could only be described as a pair of spiraling metal horns burst from the earth, followed closely by a snarling faced helmet. The helmet gazed around though no eyes could be seen in its visor, and its blind gaze soon settled on the 'combatants' some ways off. The ground resumed its trembling as a pair of metal clad arms burst froth in a spray of dirt, and they proceeded to pull an armored torso from the ground. The metal clad figured moved to stand, dirt falling from its armor in large clumps.


At full height, figure stood several meters tall, a fair competition for the Trees in the area.


But the figure was not interested in competing with trees......Right now.


The Helm stared blindly at the ongoing scuffle, what looked to be Mortals playing with magic and powers they really had no business using.


Typical.


Striding forward silently the towering metal figure approached the makeshift arena, interested to see the outcome of the present battle.


If they were lucky someone would wind up dead, or at least close to it.
 
The infamous Sword Juggler eyeballed the ironclad titan who seemed to grow up from the ground like one of the Spartoi born from dragon teeth. She sized the being up, mentally; it reminded her of a species of monstrosity from her homeland, the Goliaths. True to their name, their race was enormous, and wielded strength beyond imagining. However, their battle-strategies depended on the fact that they were both bigger, and less-breakable than their opponents.


Sibyl had made them revise.


As she looked at this being, skull filled with images of the diverse assortment in ways that she could vanquish it-- impalement, dismemberment, decapitation, bisection, mincing, quartering... the possibilities were truly endless.


Out of what mostly amounted to idle boredom, she drew a sword from a sheath that contained no less than four of them, located on her right hip. It had a simple blade; straight, flat, unadorned, single-edged, taper-tipped. After inspecting it for a second, she drew back her arm and hurled it the weapon at the armored cyclops, aiming for its neck.
 

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