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Post by ayden on Nov 5, 2009 1:32:23 GMT
Maybe this wouldn't be as hard as predicted? The numbers were beginning to get to the mutant known as Hyperion, and as fast as he was, he could not keep up with the combined frantic attacks of Nightcrawler, Sabretooth and Adam; not to mention the rather slowing powers that Iceman had. As of this moment, Ms. Marvel had not even had the need to step in to the actual fight. Whilst she did feel a bit useless barking orders at the side, whilst the students took Hyperion down, she knew that if she jumped in now, there might be instances of friendly fire.
The guy was getting pissed off, and it was obviously affecting his combat ability. He was swinging with rage more than he was swinging with precision. Looking through her newly masked eyes, she waited with precision and patience for her moment. She knew she could stop the guy in his tracks with one of her more unqiue abilities, but with all the students around him, she couldn't exactly use it. That was one of the downsides of having powerful attacks, they had a fairly big splash damage.
Adam happened to create a opening however. She watched as he went to aim a large fist to the back of the guy's head. The punch looked like it would knock Hyperion to the ground, if it did knock him down, Ms. Marvel would quickly fire four rings of photonic energy that were designed to pin someone against a surface by their two ankles and wrists. Of course, she would not fire if Adam's attack missed or one of the other students got in the way; but with the situation Hyperion was in, she doubted he would dodge it.
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Post by sabretooth on Nov 5, 2009 17:35:40 GMT
Sabretooth was sent flying from the backhand and crashed into the side of a van that tipped over from the force of impact. Ok he admitted the guy was strong but no way in hell would he say that out loud. He lay there for a bit before sitting up and shaking his head as well as rubbing his jaw. “My dead mother can hit harder then that.” he taunted thankful that he had an adamantium skeleton or he would have a shattered jaw not something he wanted to deal with at that time.
Getting off the van he let the others attack while took off to a near by fire hydrant and sliced the side lid off which should hit him in the side and add to the ice beam making it colder and slow him down more hopefully, if everything went right that is.
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Post by Nightcrawler on Nov 8, 2009 14:04:57 GMT
Kurt let out a growl of frustration as he was flung almost easily to the side; landing on top of a parked car with a crunch. "Mein Gott," he said faintly before he started to get up. The glass from the windshield he had just collided into cut into one of his shoulders while he was sure he must have popped it out of its socket for just a moment. He frantically tried to remember what to do to fix this. The German mutant clenched his teeth for a moment as he fluidly jerked his arm to right the injury.
Cherkop!
Kurt let out a brief bellow of pain before he collected himself and tried to think of what he could do to help.
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Post by Iceman on Nov 8, 2009 17:42:52 GMT
Iceman let out a swear in frustration; not knowing of the space their foe had endured and not necessarily caring otherwise. This guy was freaking ridonculous and Bobby couldn’t help but wonder if his mutant ability also included roid rage. He smirked when he saw that Hyperion was starting to slow down at least a fraction and gladly took that advantage. He leapt to a new ice slide, this one on the ground as he skated to his target in order to dispense another beam of ice. “We’re starting to slow him down,” he informed his teammates if he hadn’t noticed. At this point Bobby wanted to make himself a primary target of his rage in hopes of a distraction. He cut the beam short and tossed another snowball. “Not so bad, are you?”
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Post by hyperion on Nov 9, 2009 15:24:40 GMT
It seemed that, out of the five present, Hyperion need only concern himself with three of them. The golden boy, the feral looking one, and the ice boy. The Blue demon-esque creature was an annoyance, but he had put an effort into the battle. The woman on the other hand, well, Hyperion had yet to see why she was even here.
A blow cannoned into the back of his skull causing him to hit the floor heavily once more, interrupting his assessment and cracking the pavement below him on impact. It certainly was one of the stronger blows he’d felt in... well... ever, causing stars to swim past his eyes as he slowly shifted in attempt to regain his footing. The sudden crash of water from the fire hydrant mixing with Iceman’s beam caused him to pause in his attempt, the chill to his limbs increasing dramatically. This was getting from bad to worse it seemed, but Hyperion only needed one opening to change the tides of the battle, he just had to notice it when it came and be calm enough to be able to capitalise on it. The impact of yet another snowball into his face wasn’t exactly helping the latter part of that pan. Nor did the sudden appearance of an energy attack, binding his arms and legs to the floor below factor in. Yes, this certainly wasn’t going to go well from here on in.
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Post by Adam Warlock on Nov 11, 2009 19:59:08 GMT
He was down! the guy was down! Adam could have jumped on him, or tried some sort of elbow drop, but he was much too clever like that! Weaving his hands around, liking he was wrapping lines of cloth around his hands, Adam pulled up more of the power cosmic, his skin starting to fade from its gold and a hint of blue coming in as he got tired, that big punch took more out of him then he meant, but it had paid off!
The brave little Battle Mage let a stream of cosmic blast pour out from each hand, aiming for the downed Hyperion. "Iceman! While he's down! See if you can ice him up!" he'd have to be careful, if he kept his beams up too long, they'd destroy Bobby's ice, but let up too soon, and the big....jackass! might not stay down.
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Post by ayden on Nov 12, 2009 2:00:08 GMT
The guy went down as planned, and her energy attack was fired with quick precision, pinning the arrogant mutant to the ground and giving her team some space to breathe. Adam Warlock seemed to be acting on a battle high, and continued to pummel the guy with one constant beam of energy. Ms. Marvel walked over, and with a firm order she commanded the brash youngster. "That's enough, Warlock." She expected him to listen and cease his constant beam.
Standing over Hyperion, her arms resting against her hips, in a victorious pose, she smirked to him. "Now, you've got two options here. You give in and allow us to cart you away to whoever will judge your fate; or..." Motioning her head to Bobby standing next to her, her smirk grew as she pointed out the obvious picture of having frozen balls. "Iceman here will give you the new definition of frost bite. Understand?"
Rule number one? Don't screw with Ms. Marvel.
Edit: I removed the WTFness from my post. Yeah, second thoughts are always good.
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Post by sabretooth on Nov 16, 2009 16:25:07 GMT
Sabretooth watched Hyperion go down from all the attacks and as soon as Ms. Marvel had him pinned down with a growl he went to jump on top of the man and began slashing at his chest and head. He seem to have gotten a little to into the battle and not really paying much attention to what was going on around him. And sure as hell wasn’t going to follow Ms. Marvel’s orders he never really liked that woman. She was just to full of herself thinking she was better then everyone else. “Now let’s see ya talk big ya brotherhood asshole.” he growled out as he continued his attack on the man below him.
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Post by Nightcrawler on Dec 2, 2009 17:39:11 GMT
As Kurt looked on, he couldn't think of anything he could do. The power players of the group apparently had this under control. All that the younger mutant could do was watch in order to provide some semblance of backup shoudl the situation turn around. His eyes closed briefly as he started rambling a prayer in German; praying that this would be it.
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Post by Iceman on Dec 7, 2009 19:38:27 GMT
Iceman's frozen gaze travelled to move with every attack, waiting for that perfect cue while the others had kept Hyperion busy. His previous attack had slowed him down considerably. He almost wanted to roll his eyes at the "heroic" pose his supposed leader had taken and, in fact, he acted on the impulse. Her grin was crazy. Seriously, who the hell made fun of this situation? Apparently his teacher did and he instantly felt that impulse to get the hell on out when this was finished. After the patronizing nod in response to the threat, Bobby took it into his own hands.
He couldn't just let this guy have an ultimatum. He was attacking people! Innocent fucking people were getting hurt and Ms. Marvel was giving him a motherfucking option? His features turned stern and he shot a beam of ice that had enough recoil that it pushed his feet back a bit. "Sorry. Negotiations are closed." Now if this attack stuck, it would be hella sweet.
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