Millennium City (Multi-Fandom RP)

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--Kazumi Sawatari || Rohan Kishibe--
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>Kazumi received Colosseum Ticket!

Shortly after receiving the ticket, the man explained that those without the ticket will have to engage in combat. Before anyone could ask anything else, the man disappeared in a flash of ligh towards a peculiar symbol above him.

"...What was he?" Rohan couldn't help but ask, seeing as the man resisted Heaven's Door and disappeared as if he was some ghost. But then again, Stands affects ghost. That much he knew.

"Must be a guardian spirit of something." Kazumi shrugged, assuming a superstition. "Here." Kazumi then handed the ticket to Rohan.

"Why are you giving me this?"

"The ticket probably won't let us both in." Kazumi said, "With that in mind, guess I'll have to fight."

"Oh please! What makes you think I'm unfit for combat?" Rohan asked, heading towards the entrance.

"...You didn't buy any weapons, for one." Kazumi argued, "Plus, I have more experience. I can win this lickety spit." He soon thrusted his hand with the ticket towards Rohan. "So take it."

"It's your funeral, not mine." Rohan shrugged with a smug grin and took the ticket. . .
 
Yuuki Yoshida
Outskirts District
- Inquisitive -

Yuuki stood around and listened to Star's story about her homeworld and Toffee. It really was sad to listen to, and Yuuki would've almost found that he empathized with her had the shattering of glass not completely ruined the moment. Yuuki turned his head to see the Doom Marine holding a smoking gun as shards of glass started to sink into the goop by his feet. He didn't say anything clever or chew him out for it, Yuuki just stared at him with a blank expression before he wandered off from the group. Yuuki stopped along the way as he passed Stella and gave a halfhearted wave "Thanks anyway." He told her, walking off before she had even said anything.

As he was leaving, he could hear that really skinny guy from earlier coughing his lungs out, but Yuuki paid it no mind. There was nothing he could do to help the guy, he was sure. And besides, there were plenty of people with him already that him being around wouldn't have made any difference. Instead, Yuuki made a beeline for Mista who had just recently been freaking out about having four bullets in his revolver.

"You know, everyone's gonna think you're crazy if you keep talking to your pistols like that..." Yuuki stopped just a foot away from Mista, one hand in his pocket and the other holding his bat over his shoulder. Yuuki looked up to the spot where Mista had fired his bullets then looked back to Mista with a serious look on his face. "Your Sex Pistols."

"You don't put much effort into hiding it, do you? The fact that you have a Stand, I mean. No one here seems to be a Stand user or they would've said something or noticed by now, no one besides me anyway." In front of Yuuki, just at Mista's eye level something was materializing slowly out of thin air, like when you zoom in on a microscope to look at bacteria. What appeared to Mista and no one else was a skull-faced jar that seemed to stare back at Mista when he looked at it.

"You don't need to worry, I'm not your enemy, and I don't think you're mine." No, this Mista guy seemed like he wasn't any follower of DIO looking to get revenge. For one, he was young, he looked like he might've been a year or two older than Yuuki. Second, he didn't think that DIO would be so desperate that he would have two lackeys with gun-related Stands. Then again, Kakyoin was the same age as him when DIO sent him to attack Jotaro, but that was only because of the flesh bud that had been planted in his brain.

"I don't suppose you could humor me and show me your forehead, though? It might not make sense, but that way I'll know for sure whether I have to beat the crap out of you."

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There was a heavy feeling in the air between Mist and Yuuki, and the nonchalant way he went about saying it made Yuuki seem even more menacing. Yuuki was well aware that Sex Pistols was still around with a bunch of bullets to kick his way if this Italian gunman decided he was a threat, but that fact didn't seem to bother Yuuki in the slightest. He just stood there staring at Mista with his jar Stand floating in between them.

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Senor Pink
Industrial District: Underground Arena
- Ticked Off -

Senor Pink was surprised to find that they were in an actual arena, as opposed to a small caged area like most of these underground fights took place. "Like Corrida Colosseum, but with less water..."

Senor didn't have much time to admire the quality of the arena, however, when a gladiator started to charge at them with spear and shield in hand. Senor Pink sucked especially hard on his pacifier to see such arrogance coming from some warrior. "So sure of yourself, eh...?"

Senor sunk halfway into the ground and began to swim in the opposite direction of where Holly rolled, planning to flank the gladiator while his little partner fired at him. After Holly fired her second shot from his gun, Senor circled around and swam up to the man's back and surfaced. Grabbing him with both arms, Senor would bend over backward, smashing his head and slamming him into the ground just like a professional wrestler.

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"Nyannyan Suplex!!"

It should've been easy enough to do, Senor had done the same thing to an 8-foot cyborg more than 30 times in a row without a problem. He may have grown out of shape since his younger years, but he had only gotten stronger since that fateful day.

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As Thel filed into the Arena, Jerome followed suit and watched the fight under way. The Spartan saw the.....well....Spartan, in the middle of the arena proper, and felt a trill at seeing his stature. The irony that he, a 26th century Spartan, might fight his precursor wasn't lost on him. He clenched his fists before relaxing them, speaking quietly to the Arbiter and Emile (if Emile followed)

"Alright, what's the plan here? Do we all try for the same fight?"

He asked. While trained in tactics, the Arbiter and Emile were more or less his equal, at least in his mind. Jerome lacked a weapon, but if the arena was gladitorial fighting then it was more than likely that Jerome would fare very well. These factors meant that unlike Red Team, Alice and Douglas, he couldn't rely on 100% efficient tactics on the fly.

"I don't think that we'll get an easier fight. None of these people here are like any Covenant, or Flood, I've seen."

Jerome said, knowing only the Arbiter would know about the flood. Isabel's debriefing package informed Jerome of the battle for Installation 00, or the first one, at least, so he knew that Thel was an ally.

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As Holly fired off her first shot the gladiator had a quick enough reaction time to block it with his shield, deflecting the shot into the stands hitting some poor spectator. However, that impaired his sight enough in order for him to lose Holly when she rolled and shielded, so with the element of surprise, she managed to land a direct hit on the man's temple... which didn't even leave a mark. But before he had time to retaliate Senor Pink suplexed him into the ground, the gladiator was quiet for a bit before just standing up like nothing happened. He kicks Senor Pink with enough force for him to be launched towards the nearest wall, the strength of the impact would have been enough to make a dent into the marble walls.
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As he was going to proceed to deal with Holly the new arrivals to the arena grabbed his attention. He specifically saw Emile and Jerome and anger paired with a healthy amount of killing intent could be felt emanating from his body. He lifted his spear towards them before challenging them; "You dare to show yourselves here after you failed Toffee? I knew dirty sellswords like you wouldn't be able to do anything but bring disappointment. But I see you have come here to pay for your mistakes with your lives and your accomplices decided to join in as well, I'll make it a special occasion then, release the Nemean lion!". At his orders, a door opens into the arena where a man-sized golden lion appears, glaring at the newcomers before jumping at them.
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For Rohan on the other hand, as he made his way down the corridor as soon as he passed by the blue rune wall he was sucked in. And as he looked around he could see was now in the stands of the arena. Along with not having to fight, he had a pretty nice view on the fight below, but scanning the stands he could see what looked a control room guarded by two grunts.
 
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Walking Cane- Adds 25% onto average speed
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Wes actually had planned to buy tickets. But it seemed like his desire went unnoticed since he was silent. The mime looked onward at the gate where the guards stood. He didn't want to fight anyone or anything for that matter. The others didn't seem to mind so much. But he'd rather not have to fight unless he had to.
But he also didn't want to just stand out the arena and stare if he could possibly help someone.
The mime took a deep breath and exhaled quietly. Going to enter the arena where as luck had it the fight had already begun. A giant golden lion was on the move. Perhaps he could shoot the beast enough that it would get knocked out by the sleeeping darts he had. First things first though the mime scuttled out of the way of the oncoming angry lion and tried to blow a few darts into it's thigh.

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With a nod, Ciaran released her Transference and slipped back into the Void, her body reappearing briefly before becoming both invisible and intangible, undetectable by any means. She followed Rohan as he entered the arena via the spectator entrance. With a small gasp of shock as he disappeared by the blue runes, the girl frowned to herself and crossed her arms. Seems like buying a ticket was necessary. Too bad she had missed her chance... Padding down the end of the tunnel, she looked over the walls that surrounded the arena floor. Perhaps Umbra could scale them? Triggering her Transference, Umbra was summoned to Ciaran's location as if by teleportation, and her body melded into his once again. "See if you can scale those walls and get into the spectator area." She scanned the stands, spotting Rohan doing the same. There was a control room, and she narrowed their focus in on its location. "Let's see if we can reach that." When the lion came at them, however, Ciaran reacted on instinct and hopped away, grasping the hilt of the Skiajati.

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“Oh! Thanks!” Star exclaimed with a wide grin despite being unable to actually see All Might yet due to the eternal darkness that shrouded them both.

Meanwhile, as Mista fires his pistols, they’d find a rather large and empty room covered to the brim with that black sludge that they’d been walking in. However, one thing of note they’d also find is a switch in the northwest corner of the room.

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All Might
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Location - Outskirts | With - The Outskirts Group | Condition - Fine

As All Might’s coughing fit died down, he could hear the sloshing of the ooze as someone – and a rather large someone, at that – rushed over, presumably to aide him. He held up a peremptory hand to assure Doomguy that everything was okay as he attempted to pull himself together, but it was likely useless in this darkness.

“I’m fine, there’s no need for concern. It happens all the time,” he assured once the coughing died down enough for him to speak. He then wiped the blood from his chin with the back of his hand and tried to look around. Of course, he could hardly see the nose in front of his face in all this darkness. That was really starting to become a problem. Perhaps he should go help look for a light switch after all.

He held out a hand in front of him as he slowly made his way through the room, hoping to find a wall. He was growing quite tempted to simply punch an opening in the wall, hoping to either facilitate an escape or let some light in, but he wanted to at least find a spot that he could do that whilst not having the roof collapse on their heads.

As he searched, he felt his leading hand come into contact with something, and it was most definitely not the wall. He wasn’t sure who he’d grabbed or where he’d grabbed them, but he decided to err on the side of ‘I fucked up’ and quickly pulled his hand back.

“S-sorry! I-I didn’t know you were there!”

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    [Emily Drexel Lela Kaldwin]
    {Money: 250$}
    {Status: Healthy, undamaged}
    {Equipment: UNSC Combat Knife, Folding Sword, Crossbow, Silent Alarm}
    {Armor/Clothing: Empress' garb w/ holsters}
    {Abilities: Mark of the Outsider, Far Reach, Mesmerize}
    {Interactions/Mentions: June Verles June Verles @IndustrialCrew }     ​

    After the group entered the factory, they were met with a... tunnel. Noah did say it was underground. Emily walked through the tunnel with the others, eventually arriving at a large colosseum with five statues erected at the walls. Already fighting was the other woman and the manbaby vs. a large man with a spear and shield. The latter of the three noticed the new arrivals, angry directly at the two armored men. It seems like he mistook them for Felix and Locus, which is a good thing, because it gives them some insight. This gladiator must know Toffee personally if he is so angry about them failing. How did he garner such loyalty from the spearman? Doesn't matter for now, as he just called to release a Nemean lion, whatever that is.

    Turns out it's a lion. A giant, obviously man-eating lion. It pounced at the group, so Emily responded with using Far Reach to get away from it. She ended up about fifteen feet away, now taking in her surroundings. So, they have to fight a giant lion and a buff man with a sharp spear. Sounds easy enough, she thinks.

    The young Empress' first action was to use Mesmerize. She summons it near their human assailant and instantly materializes an oddly shaped entity. At least, that's what she sees. Anyone unaffected by it wouldn't see anything. Their opponent, however, would see something far different, described as a "beautiful horror". The entity would point towards their victim, making them see whatever it chooses, and trapping them in a dazed state of confusion and focus, staring at the shade as if it was a painting to be critized. Upon the shade enthralling their opponent, Emily would rush in for the attack, sword unsheathed and ready.
 

  • --Rohan Kishibe--
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    As Rohan was walking along with Kazumi towards the arena itself, he soon found himself being dragged after passing a certain blue rune.

    "What the--?!" Rohan yelped slightly as he soon found his left side stuck inside the wall, his right side fighting it. 'The hell is this?! An enemy Stand?!' He thought as he struggled, however, his efforts are for naught as shortly after thinking this, he found himself in a spectator's seat looking down at the fighters below--Including Kazumi Sawatari.

    Looking around the spectator stands, it appears as if the colosseum wasn't running as good as he thought. Well, considering that it's hidden from the rest of the city, the less people there'll be.

    However, Rohan did manage to find something interesting though. The control room, guarded by two men. It didn't matter to him for now, but with all this action going on, he might as well draw it for a bit. After all, this could be good material for Pink Dark Boy...

    --Kazumi Sawatari--
    @Industrialco.

    "Toffee...Who's that?" Kazumi asked when the man who is seemingly running the place mentioned about a few people they're with failing the aforementioned name. Without warning, a giant lion bursts from the opposing door--Their fight already starting.

    Kazumi dodged out of the Lion's path of pouncing, taking out the blue, Sclash Driver he brought from before and placed it on his abdomen, a belt forming around it.

    "Hey lion dude!" Kazumi called out as he pulled out a small yellow carton that reads 'Robot Sclash Jelly' and shoved it onto the driver.

    ROBOT JELLY!

    "Why don't you pick on someone your own size? Henshin!" He taunted, pressing down the yellow wrench on the driver, a bubbling sound can be heard from the driver. A large, man sized beaker surrounded Kazumi as it filled with oil.

    CRUSH! OOZE! OVERFLOW!
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    The Beaker was then crushed by some mechanism, forcing the oil to be squirted out, a golden suit formed on Kazumi's body, the oil from the beaker began to rain down on the arena, some of it being rained onto the golden armor, forming what appeared to be a black chestplate and headpiece along with two large shoulderguards.
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    ROBOT IN GREASE!
    BBBRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAHH!!​

    "Let's do this!" Kazumi declared as he lunged at the lion with a small, jackhammer-esque weapon on his hand, stabbing the beast with it...
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Marie - healthy

Marie held the wire loosely, letting it slide through her hand as Ben marched alongside the wall. It had to be connected to the wall at some point, which probably meant a switch, which definitely meant light. And light they were in serious need of. She stopped, though, when Ben asked some questions. What, who, and where. She tried to narrow the scope of the questions in her head before answering, "I'm an inkling, an evolutionary descendant of squids. Besides Marie of the Squid Sisters, I'm the second of four agents in the Squidbeak Splatoon. I'm the sniper. And where? Umm, Calamari County, I guess? Does tha--"

However, she was interrupted by a particularly bothersome squeeze. It took a moment for Marie to decipher the information she was getting. Someone was squeezing one of her tentacles, and it did not feel good. Using her free hand, she batted at the offending arm, while drawing out that last syllable in distress. It didn't exactly hurt- her tentacle was perfectly fine- but it felt really weird. And now, after being agitated, it'd be all tingly and stuff for a short while afterwards, like it fell asleep.

"Hey! Watch where you're groping around. Some people have their tentacles here! I'm trying to find the light switch as we speak. Can you help?"

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Status: Alive/Healthy/Bruised

Ben smiled as the girl responded, but was a bit confused. Marie said she was an 'Inkling', evolved from a squid. How did a squid look like.. well, this? A small, 3 foot, human-like body. There is the tentacle-like hair, but.. Wow. Anyways, she said she was one of the 'Squid Sisters' which seemed a bit odd if everyone from where they came from were the 'inklings'. The teenage boy's interests were peaked when the inkling said she was an agent and a sniper. A "Woah... a sniper?" was about to escape his lips when Marie suddenly stopped talking and he felt someone behind him. Ben felt movement about him where the agent sat, before she finally talked about what ever was causing her strange actions. "Hey! Watch where you're groping around. Some people have their tentacles here! I'm trying to find the light switch as we speak. Can you help?" The squid asked, the 17 year old turning around to recognize a 7-feet tall blonde man. "Woah! Who are you?" he called out, surprised about the extraordinarily tall man.

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With a nod, Ciaran released her Transference and slipped back into the Void, her body reappearing briefly before becoming both invisible and intangible, undetectable by any means. She followed Rohan as he entered the arena via the spectator entrance. With a small gasp of shock as he disappeared by the blue runes, the girl frowned to herself and crossed her arms. Seems like buying a ticket was necessary. Too bad she had missed her chance... Padding down the end of the tunnel, she looked over the walls that surrounded the arena floor. Perhaps Umbra could scale them? Triggering her Transference, Umbra was summoned to Ciaran's location as if by teleportation, and her body melded into his once again. "See if you can scale those walls and get into the spectator area." She scanned the stands, spotting Rohan doing the same. There was a control room, and she narrowed their focus in on its location. "Let's see if we can reach that."

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Appearing, hand grasping his blade, the frame noticed the lion rushing straight for him. A foe not unlike ones he had fought before. The usually silent Warframe howls with a spectral rage as he dives for the beast, his muscular form moving with intense speed and focus, the labours of the Orokin's Warframe Project being put on display for complete strangers to the race to see. Umbra almost felt pride in himself for a moment, before his mind fixed itself back on killing the beast before him.

Years of combat experience before his body and mind were brutalised by that bastard. Every single one of his encounters with the Infestation was like this, blind beasts rushing onto his blade. And so it was the frame came to a stop before the beast's path, drawing his blade and allowing the great beast to fall upon it, should the efforts of his allies fail to halt the beast's progress. The sturdy frame of the grey warrior looked defiant in the face of this great golden lion, and for a moment he felt as though this would make for a great allegory.

The great golden Orokin empire, crashing down on the sword of the ones they betrayed and twisted. Their greed and bullheadedness leading them to their own demise as they threw themselves at the enemy without thinking of their past mistakes. But this wasn't an allegory, and so the frame's stance changed suddenly, should the beast have reached him at this point, the blade would have been brought across its body in a great cleaving strike. The frame's mind had flown quickly from his amusement at the beast's stupidity to his focus on sending his message to Toffee. He could amuse himself with recollections of his traitorous people's mistakes at another time.

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All Might
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Location - Outskirts | With - The Outskirts Group | Condition - Embarrassed, but Fine

All Might’s face flushed lightly upon hearing the voice of the person he’d accidentally grabbed. Oh God, that sounded like the voice of a young girl!

“I-I’m really very sorry, young miss! I-it wasn’t my intention!” he apologized frantically, bowing a little less deeply than he’d like in order to keep from headbutting anyone inadvertently. He didn’t need that on top of everything else. Thankfully she didn’t seem that upset about it, quickly moving on to the subject of finding the light switch.

He then heard another voice, that of a young man. It sounded like it came from the same place as the girl. Was she standing on top of him or something? That would explain why someone as freakishly tall as he was had grabbed her instead of tripping over her.

“I am All Might, a Professional He—” he cut himself off from finishing that introduction. No, that wasn’t right. He wasn’t a hero, not anymore. It still felt like yesterday when he was forced to retire, so recent that he could still sometimes fool himself into forgetting about it. Instead of continuing, he merely corrected himself with an almost meek, “I’m All Might... And who might you two be?”

As he spoke, turned his attention to the wall the two teens were searching, reaching his hand out once more now that he knew where the nearest person was. His palm pressed against the cold concrete of the wall, his fingers brushing against some wires. He followed them along the wall heading vaguely North, though he still remained within easy talking distance of the two kids he’d run into.

Soon enough, his hand knocked against what felt like a small electrical box, and after a bit more feeling around, he found a switch on it. He hesitated to flip it, remembering that one of the lights had been shot out. Still, that ooze canceled out fire, so surely a stray spark couldn’t ignite anything, right?

Finally, he flipped the switch.

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Ultima trailed behind Ben and Marie, along with All Might as the searched for a switch, ironically Ultima wasn't looking for the switch, and that really didn't matter when All Might flipped the switch. Ultima had seemed to be at half processing power or whatever, and to be fair they were distracted. They didn't like this place, or this material. As of yet they'd spent all most of their time after the incident at the start scanning and trying to probe data from the room with their various instruments. If something wasn't right, more than it already was Ultima 4 wanted to know. For them there was no place for uncertainty or blind ignorance, because that lead to death and destruction. Ultima sat eager, ready for any finding they might have extrapolated from the environment.

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As the lion continued it's pounce Wes and Kazumi easily managed to dodge out of the way safely. On the other hand for the people who decided that they could easily kill the beast and stood the ground their successes were varied. As Thel swung his blade towards the underbelly of the beast he could feel his blade unnaturally repel against the beast's belly and it could have gotten very dangerous if Umbra wasn't there as well. As the beast came crashing down the blade of the warframe managed to penetrate it's hide, as it penetrated deeper into the guts of the beast, revealing its innards it finally let out a guttural roar of defeat before falling dead.

On the other side of the battle Emily's attempt at mesmerizing the warrior worked perfectly, the man was left confused looking at the visage letting her easily land a hit between the plates of his armor. However not only did it not damage the warrior, but it didn't even manage to wake him up from the spell. What did wake him up from the trance was the guttural cry of the lion. At the sound, he immediately turned towards the beast with a worried expression, the realization that the beast was dead hit him so had that he fell on his knees, dropping his weapons and grasping his head in terror.

"No no no no no, how did they manage to follow me to this world, why are they so intent on torturing me that they would follow me to another reality..." the man said with a clear tremble in his voice. He looked up towards warframe before his expression of anguish turned into a maniacal laughter. He stood up and unstrapped his chest piece which dropped on the ground making a small crater around it.

"Is this it? The famous punishment your heroes received for their hubris? If the Olympians in their wicked judgment would send their progeny to another world to torture me then so be it. I, Antaeus son of Gaia and bastard of Poseidon shall show the gods what I think of them by ripping every single one of your craniums out and start another shrine to my mother who they so hate as the mother of the Titans. Come and give me my punishment" He said awaiting their next move.

Some of the spectators realizing what was about to go down begun leaving the arena, others began cheering even harder. The guards guarding the control room took the way of the former and abandoned their posts preferring to miss out on the fight.

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The lion, the name, Antaeus.....
Jerome realized with a start that he was face to face with the same legends his teacher, Deja, had told him of during his childhood within the SPARTAN-II program.
Antaeus was the son of Posideon and Gaia......and couldn't be killed while on the ground.

That gave him an idea. If he could just manage to get the man off the ground somehow......
"Arbiter! Flank him!"

He barked through his comms, his voice not leaving his sealed helmet and only audible to those with the same comms frequencies.

"As long as a part of him is touching the ground, he's invulnerable! Get him in the air and wear him down!"

He said, this being directed to the team at hand.

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As soon as All Might flicked the switch, the room would light up like a Christmas tree mere seconds later. The room itself was shrouded in that black sludge, and if you were to look close enough, you’d find tiny gold spots in the midst of all of it. They provided a sharp contrast to the outer layers, so much so that they even seemed to sparkle and glisten amidst the light above.

After a few moments of observing your surroundings, Star’s face would seem to light up as she let out a gasp of glee. “Look,” She exclaimed as she outstretched her arm toward the opposite end of the room, beckoning you all to look where she pointed. “I think that’s the door!” She said with a large grin. And, sure enough, there appeared to be a rectangular wooden structure shrouded behind a ton of black sludge, making it quite hard to make out at first.

“Well… I guess this is our only way out.” Leo sighed as he began making his way towards the door, with Star and Marco following suit.

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Senor Pink
Industrial District: Arena
- Hardboiled -

Senor Pink gasped for air as he was kicked across the arena, smashing into the wall with enough force to leave a dent. Senor gritted his teeth as he pushed himself off the wall, staring down Antaeus from behind his aviator shades. Ordinary people normally didn't stand a chance against his Nyannyan Suplex, but this guy didn't have so much as a scratch. "You're tougher than I thought you'd be. I guess it was really me who was underestimating you."

Before he knew it, the warrior had called for assistance, something called a Nymean Lion from what he heard. Although it turned out that Senor didn't have to worry about it as some strange, armored creature and a cyborg warrior had sliced through it with ease.

Meanwhile, the gladiator was starting to speak nonsense, going on about 'someone following him' and 'giving him punishment.' Senor sucked his pacifier in pity for this deranged fighter. "So it's punishment you want, is it?" Senor started to sink into the ground, stopping halfway before he could fully submerge himself. "I'll never understand you masochistic types."

Swimming as fast as he could, Senor sped straight towards Antaeus, saying, "If it's really punishment you want, then I'm sure you won't have any problem taking every one of my attacks then." As soon as he got close enough, Senor jumped out of the water still hurtling towards Antaeus in the air. Placing his fists above his head, like a kid pretending they have cat ears, Senor would headbutt the hoplite while simultaneously hitting him with his fists.

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"NEKOMIMI PUNCH!!!"

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    "You know, everyone's gonna think you're crazy if you keep talking to your pistols like that..."
    Mista raised an eyebrow, halting in his tracks as he holstered his revolver in the ankle of his boot.
    "Your Sex Pistols."
    The Italian let out an exasperated sigh, instead deciding to keep his firearm on hand as he straightened his posture and shifted to face the high-schooler head-on.
    "Even in this place, Stand users are drawn to other Stand users..." The corner of his lip contorted into an ominous smirk.
    "Oh, yeah. You weren't too subtle, either. You and that other dude--the guy with the weird earrings--you were both staring at my Pistols the whole way here, weren't you? And you still didn't notice them spyin' on ya anyway. Having a Stand is pretty handy on its own, but having six of them..." The Stand user chuckled, before his expression hardened once more.
    "... Basically means you got eyes on everything and everyone, 24/7."

    "In 1988, a group of Stand users led by Joseph Joestar traveled to Egypt to kill a man named DIO. Judging by that uniform, you're somewhere from around that time. And wanting to see my forehead... That's gotta have something to do with those flesh bud things, right? What I'm getting at here is that all this seems to imply that you were involved in those events. Except..."
    Mista paused, unrolling the cylinder of his revolver as he jerked his head forwards, letting bullets rain down from within the impossibly small space inside his beanie and into the ammunition chambers like a sleight of hand trick.
    "... Polnareff never mentioned a seventh Stand user."

    GinkyGotBack GinkyGotBack (Yuuki)
 
"Good call," Ciaran complemented, for it was Umbra's quick thinking that killed the lion. Honestly, if she hadn't been so preoccupied trying to figure out a way out of this mess, it would have been a much worse situation for a lot more of them. When the armored man started talking about punishments, and spouting mythical names, the girl tuned in. If he was to be believed, then they weren't going up against any normal human. Then one of their teammates said something about their opponent being invulnerable on the ground. "If that's the case, then someone needs to hold him up while everyone else fights him." She didn't expect Umbra to be able to do this, and instead was hoping someone else would take the lead. But knowing her warframe, he'd probably jump into action...

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Holly - brimming

The elf was thoroughly surprised when the sparta-race man had simply shrugged off her gunfire. No mud man could do that, not even Butler. Artemis came to her mind- perhaps the kid could've come up with a countermeasure of some sort. But this man wasn't Artemis. And even Artemis needs to know what he's up against before he can use that brain of his. Who was this guy?

And then the reinforcements arrived. Holly was much too busy analyzing his name, searching her cranium for any matches, to really react to the reveal and swift defeat of the lion. But when she looked up, she saw two armored mud men. Foaly would've loved to get his dirty hooves on that armor of theirs, it was definitely more advanced than anything Holly had seen before. But fairies, being peaceful by nature, don't focus on military equipment, so she couldn't be quite sure.

Whatever the case, it was something new and different. One of the armored soldiers spoke up after the spartan took a moment to monologue, explaining how he recognized who this was. A man of Greek myth, by the sound of it. Now she remembered. He was totally invulnerable while on the ground, or so the story goes. That would be easy to solve, just yank him right off of it.

While the armored men carried out their own plan, Holly remembered the other item she had printed. The wings. A Koboi model, given, but Opal wasn't there to benefit from the exchange. She slung the joystick controls from their stowed positions, and pressed a button to activate the electric motor and extend the wings. As the wings sorted themselves out, Holly called out, "If you need any help, these wings can carry more than you'd think!" As she spoke, the wings started their movements, lifting Holly into the air, to demonstrate her point. This, here, was her element. Flying through the air at high speeds. Whether it be a shuttle, a mud man's plane, or these Koboi wings, the air was where Holly was clearly meant to be.

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Marie - healthy

The guy, "All Might", he said, seemed nice enough. Clearly the groping was unintentional. Marie should probably stop thinking about that. With the sudden peace of mind, she could hear a conversation happening somewhere else in the room. It was still dark, so she couldn't see who was talking, but she thought she could probably recognize them by their voice. After a few moments of listening, she had already linked it to someone, the guy who did the crazy gun trick, redirecting metal projectiles at a distance!

"You weren't too subtle, either. You and that other dude--the guy with the weird earrings--you were both staring at my Pistols the whole way here, weren't you?"

Already, Marie had a multitude of questions. What was a Stand? Why would nobody else be able to see them except for "Stand Users"? How does one acquire "Stand User" status, exactly? How does one use one's Stand, and what are the limits of one's Stand? Marie looked into the pitch-black distance in thought, when suddenly it became not-black. As in, All Might had found the light switch, and now Leo was pointing to a door-shaped silhouette in the goop-covered walls. Marie looked down onto the goop on the floor, and could see what appeared to be flecks of gold goop mixed in with the black stuff. The gold goop simply raised more questions. What was it? Why was it here? Not that those questions didn't stand for all the rest of the goop, though.

She decided to ask about Stands later, instead pointing to the door from Ben's shoulders and asking, "Does anyone have something to scrape with, so we can get this door open?"

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    Dark Jak

    The angered eco warrior turned into a much more bloodlusting version of himself and it came with dark eco lighting rushing around his body and crackling off himself. The guy in question was a greek warrior according to what most of the others had said and this could be dangerous to say the least.

    A darkened beast with black eyes, whitish hairs and long sharp nails growled as the darkened Jak frowned.

    A echoing voice coming from Dark Jak yelled "Pick him up."

    If Senor's attack hit, it could give Dark Jak enough time to slash and blast the guy as a distraction to give Holly the chance to pull him to the air.

    The darkened warrior held a hint of "Dark Eco" in his hands as he prepped to throw the dark energy at the greek.

    darkred darkred Thepotatogod Thepotatogod jigglesworth jigglesworth Sleek Sleek QizPizza QizPizza GinkyGotBack GinkyGotBack Rhysie Rhysie and June Verles June Verles @IndustrialGroup ​
 
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