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Post by Wolverine on Apr 2, 2010 22:56:49 GMT
(OOC: This thread is for the 5 v 5 spar, X-men vs Hellions, other people may post as observers, but due to its already large size, please understand if we only wait on the signed up people for it before beginning the post cycle again. Also, as this is a ten person thread, simple post when you can, as opposed to waiting for the particular posting order of first to last, that is, each person involved should post once, until everyone has posted regardless of order, wait until everyone has made one post as some point, then start again) So this was it, the big day. When Logan would finally get to wipe that smirk off Scott Summers face. Was Logan going to go easy on him? He'd keep his claws in, but aside from that. No. Did he respect Scott Summers? No. Was he going to give him a beat down in front of his girlfriend Jean? Most certainly. Adorned in the red and white uniform of a Hellion, Logan or rather, Wolverine led the way towards the famous Danger room, guided by their escort. He stayed quiet, just making his way down, mask piece hanging off the back of his neck, cigar in mouth. Might as well leave the Mansion smelling like an ashtray....hell he did it to the Academy. ((Anyone can feel free to be the escort. ))
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Post by Emma Frost on Apr 3, 2010 0:24:53 GMT
Emma's heels clicked on the perfectly polished floor as she led her Hellions through Xaviers mansion. Xaviers surprisingly perfect mansion. As far as she could see, the place was immaculate. She had been here maybe once or twice before, when they did a few missions together, very rarely near the Danger Room. Xavier, your a formidable opponent, Emma thought pleasantly as she strode through the halls. Today she chose a more modest approach. She had on a pair of white pants, they hugged her lower curves, the new fashion these days. For her top she chose a white button up shirt with a black vest. Her hair was loose behind, flowing it's blond locks behind her.
She approached the Danger Room, the doors swinging open to allow her students and herself within it. It was impressive. Completely blank, but the sheer size of it was amazing. Emma scanned the walls, noting a small room. Audience and control? A smile graced her face as she noticed a few of Xavier's students at the other end.
Casting a look at her students, she couldn't help but feel proud at them. All wearing their Hellion suits. They looked like a real team. A team that knew what they were doing. "Show these peons how real mutants control a situation." she said it tersely, but it held meaning. She didn't really have anything to prove in the long run. But, a small rivalry like this...it was pride. A thing to boast of.
And if her students lost...well she knew she was doing something wrong.
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Post by X-23 on Apr 3, 2010 0:36:41 GMT
Laura was trailing somewhere in the middle of the group. She had on her classic Hellions outfit, her hair was loose behind her. Her eyes could not stop flitting in every direction. Scanning was what The Faculty had trained her to do. It was habit or her to find viable places that seemed weak. And nothing looked weak in this fortress.
Biting her bottom lip she saw the doors slide open in front of Miss Frost. Laura could feel herself gawking. The room itself was massive in height, and length. It was better than the Academy's. No doubt. That must bite Frost hard, Laura thought with a grim smile.
She saw a few kids at the far end of the room. She could smell perfumes and shampoos. But nothing she wanted to smell. Fear, it drove her. And luckily, no trigger scent, she thought as she let out a sigh of relief. Squinting she saw various heights within the other group of kids.
Laura rested her hands on her hips, shaking some hair out of her eyes. She looked confident, something that she was good at. People underestimated her size. It was an advantage she used a lot.
She nodded her head at Frost's words. No problem. X-dorks, right? she thought with another grim smile on her lips.
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Post by Cyclops on Apr 3, 2010 7:17:35 GMT
Scott Stood in the Danger Room when the Hellions entered, in their matching red and white costumes he could see they put some effort in to their appearence here today and Scott would be lying if he said they didn't look a little bit impressive...if only a little.
He was in his full uniform, he decided it would be better if he wore his dark blue uniform that had the appearence of a diving suit due to the hood. It's main point though was to make it harder for the Hellions to see his face, and therefore unable to read his emotions...unless of course they had a telepath...but as far as he knew their headmistress was the only one. So he stood as if at attention, waiting until they had to begin, he wasn't sure if Jean was in the audience and in all honesty he didn't want to know just yet, knowing she was watching would put him on edge and make him nervous...and he couldn't afford nerves today.
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Post by Adam Warlock on Apr 3, 2010 13:03:07 GMT
"They must have been in a hurry to get here, Ms. Frost didn't have time to finish getting dressed." Adam whispered to Scott, while thinking about a brick wall, having been over to the Academy, many times over the last few years, visiting Marie he knew all about Emma's fashion sense, didn't mean he couldn't make jokes though, raise morale.
Adam was all ready for it, he knew he'd leave Wolverine for Cyclops, those two had a grudge, so he wasn't going to get in the way of that. Besides....Logan was a nice guy, when you got used to him. "Um....Scott, do you know why their Irish teacher is wearing his Hellion uniform? Is he on their team? Cause he can bench press like.....a hundred tons....and he teaches them kick boxing. That guys former Brotherhood, he was one of Magneto's lieutenants." So Adam might have been the Hellion specialist, but he did spend a lot of time over. Especially now that Marie was pregnant, and he'd probably be moving their soon so he could be with her and Adele.
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Post by Primarch on Apr 3, 2010 13:17:28 GMT
Indeed, the Irish mutant codename Primarch was there, and he was on the team. Adorned in the red and white colours of a Hellion, the uniform's tight, Sentinel fooling materials hugged his body like a second skin, putting her naturally formed, well defined physique on display. The uniforms always made him think of "stupid, sexy flanders!" Ah the Simpsons, such classic times, now all the kids were talking about that Family Guy show. Kids.
"Now remember folks, we're hear to leave broken ego and pride, not broken bones, I'm looking at X-23 and Darkchylde in particular." Those two were the likely ones to hurt someone he reckoned. Logan had a hot head on him for sure, but he wasn't going to go crazy in a play fight.
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Post by illyanarasputin on Apr 3, 2010 14:58:50 GMT
Illyana wasn’t impressed with the place she had lived here since she was a little girl which wasn’t all that long ago. Which only the X-Men and Ms. Frost knew about it wasn’t something she wanted the whole world to know about. Oh yes she too was wearing a Hellions uniform but she had to make some changes to it. It might have been like a second skin to most but it wasn’t very conformable to her so she changed it to look a lot like what she normally wore her Red Sonja get up as some kids called it. They can call it whatever they wanted she could move in it that’s all that matter.
“Why Mr. Davis I’m shocked you would think I would do such a horrible thing like that to my former classmates.” Okay she probably would after the why they treated her and all. With friends like that who needed enemies? But she did have one and she hoped that she was in this fight. Illyana wore the Beatrice Medallion that held the blood stone that was forged from her soul just to get to Pixie. It would make her mad and being mad she wouldn't think straight which would make her an easy target to take down. With a thought she summoned her soulsword and began to worm up with it. Mr. Davis said she couldn’t break any bones he didn’t say anything about removing their souls. An evil smile spread across her face this was going to very fun.
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Post by dazzler on Apr 3, 2010 15:41:58 GMT
Alison stood on the other side of Scott with her arms folded across her chest as she watched the Hellions arrive. She over heard Adam's comment about Ms. Frost not having finished getting dressed. Too true, that woman's wardrobe was just a hairline away if not one of a high class call girl. She also heard the specs on their teacher who decided to join the fight. So they had a powerhouse on their side...that was just lovely. Well, he could probably still be defeated, no problem. It was just Wolverine and X-23 Alison was worried about...damn regenerating healing factors but that didn't mean they were immune to light and sound.
Thanks to the special suit the professor had designed for her, Alison was packing enough sound energy to easily get her through this fight. And the cheers and other sounds of combat will surely had to her strength as well. Now they had to pick out tango partners. Obviously Scott had Wolverine...leader vs. leader and those two were pretty much obsessed with trying to out match each other. She was pretty sure Megan wanted a piece of the la chupacabra chick with the spells.
"I'll take the chick with the claws then." she smiled at X-23. Raising her fists, 6 beams of pink light, 3 on each hand, appeared from her knuckles, reminiscent of the very adamantium claws she would be going head to head with. It was time Emma and her pets learned their place, which was only 2nd to the X-men.
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Post by jean on Apr 3, 2010 16:39:27 GMT
At first, Jean was against this whole idea of competition and just viewed it as just a chance for Scott and Wolverine to go at each others throats. Then word around the institute had gotten around and school spirit raised in anticipation of see the X-men defeat the Hellions in combat. So on the day of the contest, Jean Grey stood on the sidelines next to the Professor watching the hellions arrive. Her eyes glanced over at Emma Frost. She shook her head, that woman had no modesty what so ever. Something about Emma just rubbed her the wrong way but it was enough to give Jean a little bit more into the competitive spirit.
"Scott! Adam! Alison! Megan! Penny! You guys can do it. Show them what we're made of. Break their spirits until nothing is left and then Crush them!"
...maybe a little too competitive.
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Post by Sunshine on Apr 3, 2010 17:06:31 GMT
Penny had offered to meet the Hellions, since she was the least likely to start a fight before the spar began. "Welcome to Xavier's. If you would please follow me." She gave them all a bright smile and made her way to the Danger Room.
Penny slipped in and made her way over to the others and took her place next to the rest of the X-Men. Attached to her hip was a holster that she specially designed to hold her rolling pin. For the longest time, when she was a student, she was teased about taking her rolling pin into training with her. But they kind of quit teasing her about it a few years ago, when she was the first one to land a hit, not much of one but a hit none the less, on Polaris... with her rolling pin. Now it's become somewhat of a staple in her arsenal.
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Post by Pestilence on Apr 4, 2010 2:47:30 GMT
"I call no fair! This is supposed to be between the students, and like former students! Not old, former-brotherhood, crazy teachers! No fair!" Pixie hissed, crossing her arms angrily and turning to face the rest of her teammates. "Adam, does he even have *any* weaknesses?"
"... Darkchylde..."
Why her? She paled, clenching her hands into shaking fists. This couldn't be happening... could it?
Pixie whirled around, glaring at Illyana. But something shiny around her neck caught her attention, and the world seemed to freeze for a moment as she saw the hauntingly familiar medallion hanging from her neck.
No. No. No no no no no!!! How dare she? She was just rubbing it in! Pixie snarled angrily, summoning the souldagger into her hand. She wanted a fight? She'd get a fight. This just got much bigger than just a friendly spar.
"She's mine." she hissed angrily, glaring at Illyana still.
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Post by Multiple on Apr 5, 2010 18:52:06 GMT
Jamie Madrox followed in the same stupid white and red getups that the others were in. Ugh. His job had always been information gathering. That meant inconspicuous. That meant not wearing a god damned uniform. He wished he was at least allowed to wear his jacket. Whatever. Not like it mattered how he looked while they wiped the floor with these X-geeks. His eyes rolled skyward as he heard everyone’s banter. His lips folded into a smirk as he followed at the tail end of the group. “How fast we gonna get this done? I need to check up on a few dupes so the faster we wipe the floor with ‘em the better,” he said as he followed them to the danger room.
Briefly, Jamie eyed the fat one as if she were familiar. His green gaze looked her up and down before almost pointedly scoffing at her welcome. This was going to be easier than he thought. He fell in rank with his teammates, cracking his knuckles almost bored as he was ready to clap his hands together and get this party started.
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Post by Cyclops on Apr 6, 2010 12:38:33 GMT
Scott stood in line with his team, now they'd gotten a good look at the team who was opposing them...they needed a plan. Each person had called a person who they wanted to take...well a few handn't but they would soon had jobs. There were a fair few power houses on the Hellion team and Scott knew he wanted them taken out of the game.
When he spoke he kept his voice low, just incase the Hellionds were listening in. "Okay guys...we have people who we want to take down, let's go with that, but we need an over all plan...Sunny, your the main part of what I've got in mind. I want you to focus on their big guns...use your powers to kept them mentally off balance, any thing you can think of to keep us in the game, the rest of us can try to keep our targets off sunny. Everyone got it?"
He then looked at his team, the ground was set and it was ready to begin. Looking up he said "Activate Simulation 10235" The whole room seemed to shimmer until it turned in to a destolate desert landscape. There were a few catcus scattered around but for the most part it was bare, giving the competitors room to move.
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Post by illyanarasputin on Apr 6, 2010 17:09:08 GMT
Illyana looked around at the desert Scott had created was he trying to throw them off their game? No place to hide, no shade, no water and hotter then hell? No place on earth is hotter then hell she knew she lived there for 11 years this was a walk in the park for her. She looked at the others “Just so you know the one with the rolling pin has fear powers it wouldn’t be a good idea to let her touch you and it doesn’t seem her powers work long range.” The little demon queen knew all about the people she was fighting having been an X-Man for a number of years before leaving to join the Hellions.
Oh there was little Pixie and she didn’t look to happy that was good angry people didn’t think straight and that leads to poor choices. Blind fury rarely works if at all. She held her hand out as what looked like white liquid covered her body from head to toe. It might have made her look funny but it had its uses like blocking out Pixie’s dust she would most likely try and use on her. Once the promethium armor covered her completely she charged at Pixie when she got close enough she swung her soulsword at her chest “When your beat I’ll make more bloodstones from you.” That should make her madder and more unfocused.
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Post by Adam Warlock on Apr 6, 2010 19:31:59 GMT
Everyone was in place, and the desert surrounding appeared. Nice choice, a big open desert, nowhere for people to hide behind to avoid his blasts, and Scott's. Adam couldn't help but wonder if that had influenced his decision. There was one issue he was certainly going to take care of. "Computer, reset temperature to default setting." There was no way they were fighting in that heat. The sweat would be unbearable.
But it had started, someone might as well kick things off! Adam shot up his arms, outstretched and pointing towards the opposite team. There was a moments glow from his palms before five bolts of cosmic energy were set loose, one aimed at each member of the Hellion team. "Magic Missile!" Oh the classics!
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