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Post by dazzler on Apr 25, 2010 5:00:46 GMT
Dancing and singing...it was Alison's dream to do it professionally, but by god every major star had to start somewhere so of course, why not at the school? Well, she was about to learn why. She noticed two things...some fire balls and that pesky X-23 girl, both of which were about to collide to her.
Basic instinct...FORCEFIELD! Her singing cut short as she raised her arms and constructed a solid dome of light energy around her to block the fireballs away and to keep X-23 at bay. Yeah...maybe the performance could some at a later date. She focused her mind to keep the force field up, and as she did so, Dazzler reached down with one hand snatching up her uniform again and slipping back into it sloppily and as quick as possible. Her suit half hanging off the shield dropped and she was face to face with the opponent again. Dazzler's fists raised and blades of light mimicking the adamantium claws reappeared from her knuckles. "Make your move"
She prayed those wouldn't be her last words before being shish kabobed.
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Post by mercury on Apr 30, 2010 2:15:33 GMT
Cessily had trailed behind the others. She wasn't here to participate, unless something happened. She was half bench warmer and half spectator. She came mainly to cheer on the Hellions, not that she had anything against the X-Men, but well, be true to your school and all that. So she had trailed behind the others and followed Ms. Frost to the observation area. She was dressed in her Hellion uniform, her legs were crossed and her hands were in lap. She was sitting next to Ms. Frost after all. Her posture was perfect as well. No slouching here.
Silver eyes watched the shenanigans going on. She didn't know what made her blink more, the fight between Illyana and Pixie or the fact that Dazzler turned the place into a freaking concert. She covered her face with her hand and shook her head. "I know this is just supposed to be a friendly battle, but she could at least take it seriously. Right, Ms. Frost?"
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Post by Emma Frost on May 4, 2010 12:47:06 GMT
Emma tsked quietly to herself at the Blaire girls work. Unique, she thought to herself. Her eyes drifted back over to Darkchylde and Pixie. That 'friendly battle' was getting out of hand seriously. Emma looked down at Cessily. "Cessily, dear, come with me" Emma said as she stood up and headed out the door and into the battle.
Pause the simulation please Emma sent a thought up to the people within the control booth. As she entered the field her diamond form took over, a instict when she entered any battlefield, friendly or not.
Her walk headed her straight to Darkhylde and Pixie. "Illyana, you have shown mutant kind much disrespect, as well as your fellow classmates and partners. You have been expelled from this mission" she said, her arms crossed under her chest, eying Illyana, with cold eyes. If she wanted a big showing, well this would prove to suffice her appetite.
"Miss Cessily, you will be replacing Illyana, and I sincerely hope you preform vastly better than she has." Emma said as she looked down at the girl. "And Pixie, you get points for not overreacting terribly so to Illyana's outrageous manner. Watch your little temper." she said as she looked over at the pink haired girl.
She placed a hard firm hand on Illyanas shoulder and led the girl out. "Let the battle commence." she said as she waved a hand and closed the door behind her. Leading Illyana and herself into the viewing room again.
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Post by Wolverine on May 29, 2010 12:52:22 GMT
Three optic blasts hit hard on Logan's chest, kicking him straight off his feet and sending the Canadian soaring through the air, before landing in the sand, rolling back over his shoulders in a most unceremonial manner. There was a second's delay before he pulled himself onto his feet, shooting Scott one of those "death glares" you gave someone that you really didn't like.
"That's it boyscout, I was gonna keep this to fists, but if you want to bring it up a notch...." Logan took a moment to peel off the skin tight top of his Hellion uniform, exposing his hairy chest and three little marks where Scott's blasts had hit him, visible fading away as his healing factor kicked in. With one quick fluid motion he brought his fists up, almost parallel to his face, before a quick *SNIKT*[/b] "Lets try this again Summers." he snarled before breaking into a charge, leaping as soon as Scott was within range, hoping to take him down with his leaping tackle, before giving him a nice cut in the face, teach him not to pull those cheap shots and let him know that even though Scott could blast him from far away, if Logan wanted to, he could get in close enough to gut'em.
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Post by Adam Warlock on May 29, 2010 13:44:29 GMT
Adam instinctively put his arms up around his head when a bunch of the same guy ran at him, fully intending to kick his ass. "Ah! ah! Stop it! Not fair, we're pairing off one on ones!" he complained, but then he remembered, he was the battle mage! "Fear my leet skillz!" he roared before flexing out his arms in hopes of pushing away his attackers, before firing out another volley of his "magic missiles."
Taking a moment to try scan the area, Adam performed his signature barrel roll (motha'fuckin'barrel roll!) trying to get out of reach of his multiple attackers for a moment, just needing a moment to get an idea of what was going on around him.
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Post by Cyclops on Jun 10, 2010 7:22:00 GMT
Sott elt a burst of satisfaction as he saw Logan fly away from him and for a second as he hit the ground he thought Wolverine might be knocked out. No such luck apparently as he started to rise. The look on his face said it all, perhaps antagonising Logan could've been classed as a mistake.
Scott knew it might have been when the claws were out and he charged quickly at the X-man. Scott knew at that moment he should've just drilled him again when he stood up. WHen Logan was in the air two thoughts occured to Scott, how did someone so young get so hairy? and now would be a good time for another blast. He felt the claws cut open his face as his hand went to the visor. Just as Wolverine landed on top of him on the ground Scott fired a close range blast at his opponant's chest. That'd teach him not to play with knives.
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Post by Ghost on Jun 13, 2010 22:16:54 GMT
if you let me i could, i'd show you how [/i] ,[/size] to build your fences set restrictions *[/font]
( THE CONSTANT BATTLE THAT YOU HATE TO FIGHT JUST BLAME THE LIME LIGHT! )
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It was a miracle that the young teen had made it this far down, she had only been at the institute a couple of days when she heard about the battle. She was curious no doubt, they probably didn't want to scare her off, but she wasn't so easily scared. Everyone knew that the school was there to help control powers, but everyone also knew that there was an elite team of students and teachers, and what their after school activities were more dangerous than a little algebra.
Her rubber soled boots hardly made a sound on the floor as she sneaked, fully invisible through the halls, making sure her breathing was regular and soft, to avoid detection by means of the other senses. Though invisible, Riley could still be heard, smelled and touched. She had to be careful, she was already breaking rules by being down here alone, never mind when there was an inter-school brawl in the basement.
This would have been more fun if she'd actually made a friend to drag down, but she hadn't, can't miss what you don't have and all that crap. Rileys eyes widened as she approached the danger room door, seeing an imposing blonde on the other side ready to open the door she quickly hopped up to the wall and flattened herself against it. As the door opened and the woman and a younger girl filed out, Riley slipped through just as the simulation started again.
She let a shaky breath out before scanning the situation, hearing the door auto lock behind her made a sickly feeling pool in the pit of her stomach. She backed up and tried to open the door but it was no use, the hair on the back of her neck stood up as she turned back. She was not in the right place here, fireballs and... did two of them have freaking claws??
If i can stay out of the way maybe i'll be O- "-Shit!" She didn't have much time to react, only enough to shield her face as the hairy ball of man was propelled right into her. Hard. She hit the floor with a bang so hard she couldn't even feel it, but his weight and the collision winded her, her body began to materialize in patches, like an old tv with bad reception.
* this! WEARING
* hella good! LISTENING TO
* justlikefalling @ caution 2.0! TEMPLATE CREDIT
* paramore, fences! LYRICS
* i totally got permission to be here... XD!NOTES
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Post by X-23 on Jun 14, 2010 23:02:33 GMT
Laura, for lack of another word, bounced off of Dazzlers forcefield. Stunned , she landed on the stage next to the blond, before standing back up again. She glared wickedly at the girl as she let a smile play on her face. Hearing the ripping leather her foot claw spiked it's way through her boot.
Raising her fists, the claws still in place she gave another stare at the girl. Taking a step back she snarled slightly, not sure entirely where it came from, it just felt natural.
She made a beeline run for the girl and when she was none but three feet from her she fell into a baseball slide, one leg guiding her as the other was poised to kick her out behind the leg, she retracted the foot claw when she was centimeters away, releasing a kick to bring the girl down to her knees.
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Post by mercury on Jun 26, 2010 16:39:13 GMT
The silver skinned girl looked out around and nodded to Ms. Frost. "I'll do my best Ms. Frost." She turned to face Pixie. "So... You and me?" She shifted into a fighting stance, she shook out her hands, not sure what kind of weapon she was going to need against the winged girl. Well, technically, she started to wonder why the hell she as facing off against Pixie. The woman was no longer a student and Cessily was still just a student. Suddenly the girl gulped and groaned as she looked around. Oh.... Shit...... The majority of them were teachers. "What the hell?"
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Post by dazzler on Jun 29, 2010 15:19:33 GMT
"...Oh you've got to be kidding me." Alison deadpanned. Did she really have to have claws in her feet too? X-23 and Wolverine, walking swiss army knives, noted. The blonde found her balance lost once X-23 made a tackle slide and knocked Alison onto her side on stage.
"This isn't baseball and I'm not the home plate." Alison grunted. "You have heightened senses don't you? That includes sight right? Let me take that away." the blonde raised her fist. "X-men! Divine light of victory like we practiced!" she called to her teammates. Hopefully they would remember from their practice.
When their backs were against the ropes, they just needed a little light to guide their way to victory. In other words, Alison's teammates would close their eyes while she blinded the shit out of the hellions. Dazzler's fists began pulsating strobes of blinding light throughout the danger room, alternating from slow pulses to rapid bursts to disorientate the enemy.
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