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Post by X-23 on Apr 7, 2010 20:01:46 GMT
Laura gazed shifty eyes at Dazzler. She had never really talked to the overly preppy girl. Wasn't her type. She saw the girl spurt light blades from her fingers and Laura couldn't help but laugh at the girl. She didn't let out her claws, as some expected. She shot a smug look at Primarch and cast a glance at Darkchylde. Her and the other 'dark' mutant had gotten along, even if it was odd. They had the same twisted sense of humor. It was a nice setback for her.
She let a small little smile make it's way on her face as she looked back at the X-Dorks. She saw Warlock throw missles at them. Crouching down she lept up, allowing the light missile to pass beneath her. Landing in the soft sand on her feet and one hand, she glanced up at the X group, a snarl forming on her lips as she rushed forward to meet Dazzler. Her dexterity was on a high, watching for any strikes at her.
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Post by Pestilence on Apr 12, 2010 2:18:49 GMT
Some part of Pixie- buried deep down by pure, unadulterated fury- wondered whose bright idea it was to do this. After all... didn't they realize what a fight between her and Illyana would entail? She took a piece of her soul! The moment she walked into the mansion this ceased being a friendly spar but an all out grudge-match.
She flicked the souldagger around in her hand, then flew forward rapidly, meeting Illyana towards the middle of the danger room. Illyana swung the soulsword at her chest and Pixie dodged under it, using her smaller size to her advantage.
"No way in hell are you going to beat me again." she hissed angrily, bringing her souldagger up, attempting to stab Illyana.
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Post by Wolverine on Apr 12, 2010 10:55:02 GMT
Wolverine, also possessing enhanced reflexes was to barrel roll out of the way when the Warlock's cosmic blasts were unleashed. As he did, he couldn't but notice how realistically the sand moved under his weight, that would bring an interesting spin to the fight, fighting on sand. Regardless, from the crouched position the barrel roll left him in, he exploded into action.
Running towards Summers, closing the distance and fast, preparing for a sign he was going to fire off one of his optic blasts to he could move out of the way, fists clenched as he got closer, the Canadian mutant started move down as he got closer before springing up at the last moment, bringing up both legs and kicking them out towards Cyclops chest, a classic drop kick.
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Post by Sunshine on Apr 12, 2010 16:16:05 GMT
Penny had grinned and been surprised to see Arty, but before she could say anything she noticed the scoff and the look he gave her. The girl frowned a bit and wondered what it all meant as she had led them to the room.
Once inside she tilted her head and listened to Scott. "Um, good idea, but isn't it a bad idea to make some of them scared?" She looked at the surroundings they had picked and she was glad it wasn't going to be so hot. A brow quirked as the battle began to start. Well, Scott wanted her to worry about making them a bit freaked out, since her powers developed it'd be a bit easier. She sent some fear through the Hellions that were on the field. She didn't know what would happen if they freaked out, but she figured she'd find out here in a minute.
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Post by Cyclops on Apr 14, 2010 6:55:47 GMT
Just for a split second everything was calm, then the battle exploded in to action. He saw the X-men and Hellions run at each other, he knew the others would be taking care of their targets, so he focused on Wolverine...he didn't want to break the line and leave sunny exposed so he stayed still waiting for the running Canadian to reach him, he saw his body crouch down as he begun to leap but he recognised what Logan was doing a fraction too late and as he was falling back to avoid the kick the feet frazed his chest, he didn't take the full pelt but it still hurt.
Standing up he moved closer to logan, he knew he needed a bit of trickery to help him through this and he got an idea, putting his hand up to his visor he placed his finger on the trigger so it made it look like he was about to fire. He now needed to goad Wolvering "Let's see how you look crispy fried but as he was just finishing the word 'crispy' he threw his weight in to a sucker punch, hoping to catch wolverine's nose.
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Post by Emma Frost on Apr 14, 2010 20:07:12 GMT
Emma sat in the observation room watching the battle unfold. She had to admit she was slightly surprised at the events. They had apparently picked out their opponents. She knew James would go for the Summers boy. The two were the 'leaders' of the schools. She was mildly surprised that the Blaire girl was going after X. She had never noticed a dislike there.
She sighed again as she remembered why her and Xavier had decided to agree with this. James and Summers had wanted to prove themselves. And what better way than to drag both schools into it and show their male machismo?
She glanced at the fight again, her mind open to hear the students. One particular thing caught her eye. Illyana and Meegan. There seemed to be real tension there. Hell bent tension. Emma leaned forward more. There was real rage. It interested Emma for some reason.
She kept a close eye on them, ready to enter their minds in a split second it they decided to be too harsh on each other.
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Post by Primarch on Apr 15, 2010 9:15:33 GMT
Everyone seemed to be pairing off in their fighting already, Primarch was aware of the rivalry in some instances, he hadn't been so aware of the tensions between X & the soundy light girl. Seemed to leave one person for him to dance with in this whole event. That girl with the rolling pin......that just didn't seem fair. Of course for all he knew she could be a world class telepath of some sort, but it was unlikely, simply because if she was he'd have heard about her.
He started to walk in her direction, rather casually. Unaware of the aura of fear emanating from her, and that he was about to walk into that field. "Come kido, we'll have some a little fun. Nothing to serious." Then he entered the fields radius, just ten feet away from the girl. It was a nervous chill up his spine first, then a sense of foreboding followed by a desire not to engage this girl in combat. His feet stopped in the sand, before starting to move backwards, away from her. His eyes were focused, in case she tried anything. As soon as he was out of the field, he couldn't help but raise an eyebrow. Interesting.....he had spent enough time around mutants to recognise some mind play when he saw it. "Ooh your a tricky one!" But so was he!
Using his super speed, Primarch started to fly in a large circle around the girl, one leg extended into the desert to kick up sand. The Irish mutant picked up his speed, going faster and faster, kicking up the sand in her direction constantly. He kept a careful eye on her of course, didn't want the poor girl to suffocate in his minor sand storm or some sort.
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Post by dazzler on Apr 19, 2010 18:26:18 GMT
The battle had begun and X23 seemed be heading straight for Dazzler. Fine fine, yes they were here for a battle. Alison knew there would be a gathering. A chance to perform. Which is why she had a little bit of a gig set up for the event also. Not only would it provide entertainment, but the music would be a sweet way to beef up her light powers.
"Yikes! Slow your roll, you can get your ass kicked after I perform" Alison said raising her fist to release three flashes of light. Not only to temporarily blind the other mutant girl, but also as a signal. Dazzler had made a few plans before this event. A few of her fanboys at the school would aid in those plans. Because in the control room of the danger room, they were positioned, they saw the 3 flashes as their cue. Some buttons were pressed and the desert area Scott had programed for this little battle was warped into a concert setting resembling that of an awards show. Dazzler now found herself on stage with 6 holographic back-up dancers dressed in black one piece bathing suits. She discarded her X-men uniform revealing the black bikini she'd put on underneath.
"All my single ladies in the house, put ya hands up!" she started to sang as she and the dancers began their dance routine. Forget fighting. Forget Logan's and Scott's petty egos. When the opportunity to be a star presented itself, take it. "Cuz if you liked it, then you should have put a ring on it!If you liked it then you shoulda put a ring on it! Don’t be mad once you see that he want it! If you liked it then you shoulda put a ring on it!" granted dancing in heels would be hell on her feet later, but it would be worth it.
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Post by Multiple on Apr 19, 2010 22:45:00 GMT
Well, Jamie had to let out a low sigh. Figures that the D&D dork yelled something when he shot off. His eyes rolled. He did have to hold back from saying anything. Last thing he needed was Poodle lecturing him about being nice to the baby-daddy. Unlike the others who dodged and rolled out of the way, Jamie's time rolling his eyes. He was flung back by the "magic missile" and collided with the sand to create about six dupes. As they got up he looked and saw his teammates had already started. "Well... fuck attack plans then."
He grunted as he looked at Adam and dusted himself off. "Guess you're stuck with me X-dork," he said as the multiples rushed at the gold-skinned mutant, fully intent on kicking some ass. He hung back in case anyone needed backup.
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Post by Wolverine on Apr 19, 2010 22:59:26 GMT
Scott's fist hit Logan right on the nose, his head swung back on his neck and a foot came back as the force knocked him off balance a bit. He was, however, able to catch his balance. Before anything else happened, the area changed, desert turned into.....a stage?
Logan didn't waist the opportunity, hoping to act before Scott had a chance to adjust to the new surroundings, Logan put all the boxing lessons he had put to use with a swing of his right fist, a full force blow aimed straight for Scott's gut, twisting and putting his whole body into the punch, over one hundred and eighty pounds of muscle, reinforced by another hundred pounds of grade A adamantium. Logan almost hoped it made Scott vomit.
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Post by illyanarasputin on Apr 20, 2010 0:06:14 GMT
The soul dagger scraped across her armor but it wouldn’t be able to go through the magic armor. Illyana smirked but it was hidden by the armor the covered everything but her red glowing eyes “Your going to have to do better then that girl.” With her free hand she went to punch Pixie in her solar plexus. That’s when she noticed the change from the desert area to a concert setting. She looked back at the pink haired girl and kicked a couple of chairs at her to keep her busy.
That’s when she spotted Alison in her black bikini and a wicked idea came to her. She raised her free hand at the blonde singer and fired off a couple of low level fireballs intending to burn off the bikini. It would make it hard for her to fight X and to be around the guy’s if she was butt naked. In some strange way her and X got along pretty well, it was probably because Laura didn’t make fun of her like many others did. “Bet that will change your tune.” She looked back at Pixie "Oh don't worry I'm not changing dance partners. Your the only one I want."
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Post by X-23 on Apr 20, 2010 13:11:16 GMT
Laura skidded to a halt as Blaire threw out a beam to her. She held up her arm, attempting to shield the bright light. But to no avail, she was blinded temporarily. She kept to her feet though, still moving in case of any tricks that Blaire had up her sleeve.
Shaking her head slightly, and getting rid of the last few stars Laura blinked shadily. The desert was gone. Replaced by...a stage? And there was Blaire, singing to her hearts content...in a bikini.
Laura's head cocked to the side slightly, not unlike a dogs as she saw a beam of fire shoot straight toward the girl on stage. Looking behind her she saw the culprit as Darkchylde. Winking at the girl Laura lept into action.
Taking a running jump she landed on some chairs , running straight toward the singer. As she reached the end she took a last jump, and just to psyche the girl out she drew forth her two admantium claws as she was headed straight for her.
SHe had no full intention of scratching the girl, but hey. It was fun to pretend.
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Post by Cyclops on Apr 21, 2010 18:52:13 GMT
Cyclops was glad when his strike landed, but connecting with Logan's jaw made his fist ache, what the hell was in that skull of his? he was about to move in for another strike when the soft ground under his feet turned hard and the entire scene turned in to that of an arena. Looking around for what exactly happened he saw Alison performing on stage...
he yelled "Dazzler! what the h- when Wolverine's meaty fist knocked the wind out of him. He sagged, breathing heavily and retreated a few steps back, damn that guy could punch...as he tried to suck precious oxygen in to his lungs black spots danced around his vision. He knew now how stupid he was for trying to brawl with Logan. It gave the hairy Hellion all the advantages. What he needed was a few moments of Wolverine keeping busy, he could make sure someone lived to regret playing with the Danger Room after the fight. Looking up at Logan he took a moment to aim and then fired three quick bursts at his torso. Scott knew he needed to keep him at distance from now on.
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Post by Sunshine on Apr 22, 2010 3:54:01 GMT
Penny watched the guy back off and the realization dawn on him, what she had done. Brown eyes narrowed as she watched him. She blinked rapidly as he started to run around her, she wasn't stupid enough to try to watch him. The girl kept her eyes straight ahead and found a center point to watch. She started coughing a bit at the mini sand storm he created and she tugged her shirt up to cover her mouth and nose.
While he was focused on running around in circles, she kept tabs on where the blur passed in front of her. Slowly, so that it wasn't noticeable, she would take a few steps forward, until she started closing the distance to that point, until he was within her range. Once there, she cranked up the fear. What she really wanted to do was trip him up with her rolling pin, but at the speed he was going, she'd just damage the pin and probably herself in the process.
Brown eyes blinked when the desert setting turned into a concert setting. What the.... Her attention turned back to her opponent and she wondered if this would now give her a bit of an edge to get closer to him. She powers were much stronger when she could have actual contact with a one single person. Hm... this could be a good thing.
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Post by Pestilence on Apr 22, 2010 4:41:21 GMT
Pixie snarled angrily as her souldagger only scraped at the armor. No fair! But better? She glared at Illyana, bringing her souldagger back closer to her. She could do better. She threw herself to the side, avoiding the punch... and that was when she realized that she wasn't rolling across sand, but hard floor that was leading up to a stage, where Dazzler was performing.
... What an attention whore. But then Darkchylde kicked a few chairs at her. Honestly, chairs? What was this, a wrestling match? Megan dodged around them, frowning. There had to be a way to beat Illyana. There just had to be- a way around the armor or something!
She shifted the souldagger into her other hand and Illyana turned back to face her... her eyes. That was it! The armor didn't cover her eyes!
"Sorry, but you know that I don't swing that way." She retorted. Anger could work on her side, as well..
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