Neptune City - Heroes of Alexandria High RP Thread - Private RP

[Island]

Baylee Maryann Allard
Baylee’s Halloween Nightmare

At this point, Baylee had no clue what just happened but went along with it anyway. She never knew she could do that, and spent the majority of her life thinking that she’d never excel at dancing, singing, theater, and all those other terrible performing arts. However, she didn’t dwell on this thought since Kevin began moving his mouth again. She didn’t care what he had to say, so she tried to tune him out until he left. Fortunately for her, that’s exactly what happened. He ran off to the stairs and nearly broke his neck in the process. Where he went, she had no idea, but she was glad this somewhat eye-opening but nevertheless horrific experience was over.

… or so she thought.

One of Kevin’s friends explained that she was supposed to earn the royal seal of approval. Baylee had no idea what this was but figured it couldn’t have been good because of Garth’s tone combined with the audience’s reaction. They gawked and whispered about something as if they knew something she didn’t, and this sort of bugged her.

“The seal is a kiss.” One of Kevin’s friends interjected.

Baylee shot Becky a glare and groaned. “Can we go before he comes back?”

“Oh, c’mon.” Becky whined. “This is getting good. Besides, I want to have a couple drinks and socialize before we get going.”

“I thought you said- Oh nevermind.” Baylee shook her head in dismiss; she recalled Becky explaining that this party would be different and that she wouldn’t be stumbling home drunk tonight, but maybe not.

“Yeah, see? You can even have a couple of drinks too.” Becky tried to reason. “Right after you kiss the prince.”

“Don’t even joke like that.” Baylee sighed. “I mean seriously. We can find another party. Let’s just go before…”

“Now… let’s everyone drink and be merry~!” She heard Kevin call out from parts unknown.

“Our window of opportunity is quickly closing…” Baylee frowned. She discovered that Becky was long gone and probably at the punch stand by now.

For the next few minutes, Baylee stood there awkwardly trying to cover herself with her hands and pretend that all these strange people weren’t staring at her. Finally Becky returned, looking like she already finished a drink and carried another two in her hands.

“Look, I even brought you one.” Becky pushed a plastic red cup to Baylee.

“You know I don’t drink.” She paused for a second to connect her thoughts. “Look, you can take your drinks to go. Can we just-!”

At that moment, the most intrusive thing happened to Baylee. A second ago, she was standing there explaining to Becky why they should leave, and the next, she felt something smack her behind and announce “Heya mama! Ready for the royal smooch?”

Oh she gave him a smooch alright except instead of her lips, it was her fist that smashed into his face.

[Celestial Flame]

Masaru Zimmerman

Fight or flight...

Okay, so maybe he hadn't thought this through? It looked like a warzone. He stood with his jacket loosely flapping, hands curled into faintly closed fists. It was complete and utter chaos, and for a brief moment Masaru was shaken up. He was just a high school kid. Not a hero. Definitely not a super hero. Reaching towards his pocket, as Masaru's hood flopped back, he lowered on the only thing he had to mask his identity. Kamina Sunglasses. Yes, he went to a party as Kamina. So he liked anime? Sue him.

First things first. Masaru took in everything, gathering as much information as his eyes could manage. He nodded, then, and shut his eyes. He was panicking, nervous inside, though on the outside he looked calm and ready. The scariest part of his powers.. was wondering if, when, and how.. it would work. Leaping forward, four things happened at once. The first target was the upperhalf of a robot that disappeared which sent the lower half hitting the street.. skidding. Sparks flew as the upper half went spiraling into an alley uselessly. The second target, Masaru himself, appeared near the school bus full of escaping students. The third target was a missile heading towards fleeing adults. It disappeared.. and materialized seconds later.. slamming into the robot that fired it. It violently shook and rattled as it hit the ground. The final target was debris falling from a building that came dangerously close to collapsing onto a cowering family. All of it appeared down the street, safely on the ground.

Masaru hurried onto the bus, and winced as a rocket exploded near it. His body violently jerked, and he gripped a seat, clutching it desperately. He spotted the white haired girl, and frowned.. He didn't make a big deal about the change, despite how alarming it initially was. Now that she was unconscious, he didn't have to worry about how it'd make her feel. "Got'cha.." He gently said, before reappearing on a roof down the street, heart beating rapidly.

Where the bus stood an explosion went off, but the kids managed to escape already. It still scared the hell out of him. Teleporting people. He wondered if he'd ever get used to not thinking he'd somehow botch it up. When the tingling from the instantaneous transportation died down, following materializing like it always did, he was slowly facing the battle ground. Two more were coming. He needed to get the students away, help the one that.. had super strength? All of that while also making sure the robots didn't destroy more property or kill civilians. It was fight or flight.. but the flight part was quickly becoming an impossibility.

Masaru noticed Ryan, and then looked up. He decided to try something out. Shoving both hands forward, two of the robots ended up with missing heads, and other smaller sections followed. To an unaware spectator it'd look as if they were being disassembled in midair. Masaru then focused on Ryan, warping one of them in two, but with his back turned a robot hovered behind him let loose dual rapid fire machine gun action.

[Celestial Flame]

Kevin Terrez

The hero you probably don't want, but may possibly deserve

Kevin arrived to the party late. Actually he didn't even make it at all. He was panting, and tired, despite the halfway decent athletic shape he was in. He was resting his hands on his knees when a robot soared overhead.. which was around the time the Baylee arrived. Kevin paused, lifted a hand.. and waited. "Beam... GO!"

The robot opened fire, nearly hitting Kevin in the face. "ARGH, FUCK, IT'S NOT WORKING! YOU WANNA FUCK WITH THE AMAZING COSMO, BITCH?! DOUBLE BLAST!" He rolled in a circle and threw two punches.. but nothing came out. "WHAT THE FUCK, MAN?!" Kevin blurted. He ran as a rocket was fired at him, and leaped away.. but an explosion hit him, sending him crashing into a brick wall.

Kevin hit the ground weakly, wincing, and rolled but he was still shot two times. Once in the arm and once in the leg. He tried standing, but did so weakly on one leg. Baylee was still there, and while shaking in agony Kevin said, "The fuck're you doin' citizen!? Go! This.. whateverinthefuckitis is tryna kill me!" The robot in front of him began glowing.. one hand pointing at Kevin.. the other aimed at Baylee.

Why her..? Why did she always have to show up where he was?! Kevin's eyes squeezed shut and he screamed out, "KAME MOTHER FUCKING HA!" He blurted desperately, and two neon blue lasers shot out, one nearly cutting off the robot's hand zeroed in one Baylee's location, the other hitting it in the second. It fired back, sizzling into Kevin's side.

"Fuck!" Kevin cried out, crumpling to the street while catching himself with a hand, the other pressed to his profusely bleeding side as another robot arrived to back up the current unit. "You..." pant... "big ass..." pant... "Arnold looking mother fucker." He then crumpled face first to the sidewalk.

[Island]

Baylee Maryann Allard
Versus Robots

Fortunately for Baylee, Kevin wasn’t particularly fast. However, she didn’t want to get hit by any moving vehicles, so unlike him, she didn’t run out in front of speeding traffic. This meant that she was a few blocks behind Kevin at all times and didn’t get to his location until well after he already started… whatever it was he was doing. When Baylee arrived, she witnessed him calling forth non-existent beams of energy and shouting purposely into the air. Meanwhile, it appeared that some humanoid machines were terrorizing the city. Baylee didn’t quite get it; this had been such a strange last few weeks. First she gets detention, then she gets caught in an explosion, and now robots are attacking the city. She wondered if she was in some kind of comic book but dismissed this thought.

Her attention was immediately shifted back to the battlefield when one of the robots exploded a rocket at Kevin and sent him hurdling into a brick wall. Then the thing charged up for another round, this time at both of them. Kevin’s mouth started moving again; Baylee didn’t particularly care to listen because he never said anything important anyway… that was until he actually did shoot lasers and managed to explode one of the robots.

At this point, Baylee was getting frightened. Here Kevin was shooting lasers while fighting rocket launching robots while she stood helpless.

To make matters worse, another one of those robots showed up. Considering that Kevin couldn’t even defeat one, Baylee slowly backed up and considered making a run for it. She would have loved to play heroine as much as the next girl and maybe even save that jackass, but she really doubted she could do much of anything to these war machines…

Not that she had much time to do anything. Apparently these robots came with machine guns and they got pleasure out of ruthlessly gunning down innocent girls.

Which is exactly what happened.

One moment Baylee stood there ready to run and the next, she found herself in a steaming pile of blood and metal all over the ground. It happened so fast that she couldn’t even register it. She presumed she had been shot repeatedly, and the gaping holes in her chest supported this theory…

Well, game over. Baylee took a moment to reflect on her life, the universe, and everything she ever held dear. She saw her father, her mother, her friends, and even her strange uncle that came over on the holidays to say hello. She recalled her greatest triumphs, her most humiliating defeats, her first day of school, her first hockey game, her first time camping out there all by herself, and much more. She even recalled that old story her father told her that one night about Lt. Justice. She wondered where he was; why wasn’t Lt. Justice here to save the day? Why did he suddenly disappear without a trace?

Of course, Baylee then realized that for somebody that was dying, she was sure taking awhile to do so.

Slowly, the young woman opened her eyes. She saw the sky above her and heard the continued carnage all around her. She figured that she wasn’t dead and that this wasn’t heaven. Robots with machine guns did not go to heaven. She also figured that this wasn’t hell since hell (hopefully) didn’t look anything like Neptune City. She slowly sat up and looked around; fortunately for her, the robots were distracted with other things. Beneath her was a pool of blood that she was supposed to die in. Next to her was some more blood that she probably lost being shot.

She imagined that if she was dead then she would be looking at her body, but she apparently still had that too. The only difference was that her shirt was all torn and bloody. She felt her stomach and where the rips were. Nothing. There were no gaping holes, no gushing organs, just skin.

How strange.

The only difference was now… her skin was tougher. When she lifted her shirt (much to Kevin’s delight), she noticed that the areas where she was shot were dark and looked callous.

She didn’t quite understand this phenomenon but nevertheless took this as an opportunity to, well, she actually had no idea what she was going to do next. This freaked her out; did somebody slip some hard drugs into her breakfast this morning? Maybe she was still in a comma. After all, what were the chances that Kevin could shoot lasers and that she could survive machine gun fire?

“You know what?” Baylee slowly rose to her feet. “Why the hell not? Let’s fucking GO!”

[Fedested]

Ruster Without Costume

Why was everyone running? It was just an explosion, and Aiden could tell them that it wasn't such a big deal. Well, it kind of was, when the explosions were near, but when they happened some blocks away, you could be perfectly fine. He continued to stroll casually towards the sounds of a battle that was taking place, and in the sidewalk in front of him, he could've swore he saw two other students of Alexandria High. To be more specific, two students that were involved in the last week's accident. Hmmm...Perphaps you are not the only one.

As he reached the battlefield, and hid behind a dumpster, Aiden got dizzy because there was so much going on. Lasers flying everywhere, machine guns firing, blood...Yes, he had reached his destination. Now he only needed to plan something, because that was what the good guys in the comics did whenever fighting villains.

"Turn your head 153° 42' 03".", A female, monotone voice declared in his mind. Aiden frowned. He had never heard that voice. "Turn your head 153° 42' 01"." Aiden did as he was told and found out that behind him there was a café. And sitting on a table there was a black laptop. "I am known as Pear #362821. I can sense you understand my complex language."

Aiden entered the café, took the laptop, and hid beneath the table. "Nice to meet you, Pear. I am Aiden. Is there a way to defeat these robots?"

"Calculating possibilities...Override robots: 0.001%. Only possibility." Aiden looked up and to the battlefield. Could he do that? I mean, he could turn parts of his body into more useful stuff, so why not?

Aiden stood up and exited the café, leaving Pear alone. He sat with his back against the wall, and as the robots were focused on the others, this was the chance. He narrowed his eyes, because appearantly that was what trigger his powers, and concentrated on a robot that, unluckily, turned to face him. Everything else went quiet; it was just him and the robot. He could even see the data flashing before its evil eyes.

Then suddenly, he lost strength and everything went black, and tens of seconds later, he was looking at himself in the ground, and he felt he was hovering. He...did it? YAY!! He put his robotic hands in the air, and the machine guns fired. He soon regretted that. The robot's system detected him, and although he had a very simple algorithm, he was new at this, so he didn't have much time. He pointed the gun at himself and shoot. The systems collapsed and he was transported ack to himself. He tried to get up but he had no energy left to do anything.

[Fortitude Creed]

Alexander Fortis
Halloween Thugs

Alex's moment of triumph was quickly cut short, as another thug guy roared at him from behind and launched a fist charging towards his face. Taken slightly off guard, the fist grazed the side of his face and a small cut formed on his cheek. "BASTARD!" He shouted in rage again, and continued lashing out at Alex while the other guy came from behind him, pocket knife out. "Oh boy . . . " Alexander muttered under his breath and shot out an arm quickly, tugging at the guy at the front's collar, before throwing him viciously in the direction of the knife wielding thug, who quickly backed off so as to not stab his friend. Taking advantage of this momentary line of sight, Alex flanked to the side and grabbed his weapon hand, before sending a kick into his side. Letting go of the knife almost instantly, he stumbled back and fell over. Standing over him, Alex's left eye glowed a dark red colour as the light of the moon shone against his back.

"F-fuck! Dude, let's get out of here, man!" The first guy said, darting off.

Without another word, the third guy quickly rushed up and followed suit, abandoning their friend on the ground. Alex turned around to check up on the woman from earlier, but she too had taken the opportunity to run away while he, er, distracted her would be assailants.

===

Alexander Fortis wasn't one for robot movies, or sci-fi. He found them boring, silly and stupid. Right now, he problem hated them even more than before. What turned into a trip to his fencing club became a . . . a . . . well, what seemed like a scene ripped straight out from a low budget sci-fi film. Robots everywhere. Machine gun fire. Normal fire. Thankfully, he had his own two sabres with him this time, so he wasn't completely defenseless.

But, like hell he was going to fight a freakin' machine gun wielding robot. He was good, but he wasn't that good.

Running away as fast as he could, Alex made sure to run erratically, side-stepping and turning corners constantly around the city streets (thank God he didn't run into any dead ends . . . ) so as to not be an easy target. But, god dammit, this wasn't going to last forever. He was probably going to get tired soon or later. He needed a plan of some sort. But he could work all that out later. Not getting shot was a priority right now. He seemed to be doing a good job of not dying so far. What could go wrong?

Everything could go wrong. Such as running into a battlefield full of more robots. Which is what he ended up doing.

"Fuck." Alex swore, but continued running anyway. In the distance, he could see what seemed to be . . . other people? Wait. He recognized them: Baylee, Kevin Terrez and some others. Seen as though strength in numbers was a basic tactic, and common sense, when facing overwhelming foes, he decided to rush towards them, but he was getting slower. And the robot was gaining. It was now within striking range.

Alex's eye activated itself, manifesting a crimson glow. The image of the fist's trajectory and route became clear to Alex . . . and accordingly, he maneuvered himself out of it's way, barely avoiding the attack as the fist made a fist shaped crater in the concrete where it made impact. "Thank God I dodged that . . . "

[BringerOfChaos]

Riley Roth-Spirit
In my time of need

Darkness...again? Why is that Riley finds her self in the darkness so much....only to find her way into the light again? It was a never ending loop? A loop that Riley needed to end? But how? She enjoyed the darkness and light....but she had to choose one? Riley got up as the pitch black darkness surrounded her.

"Well?...I guess its time to find my way back?"

The girl stated as she started to walk an any random direction, the darkness is the path...while the light is the guide. So Riley just had to follow the light......but there was one question? Where was it? Usually the light would be here by now. Riley took a deep breath...as she inhaled...and exhaled.

"Hello? Are you there? Anyone?......Me?"

"I think and think and think, I've thought myself out of happiness one million times, but never once into it."

"W-what?"

A light began to emerge...and the path became clear.

"The saving grace, I was never alone. I had always had hands there...I just never pulled them."

Half of the pitch black darkness has been lit completely, Riley completely circled around trying to find....that voice....that girl......her.

"Hello? Where are you?"

"Right here."
"Right here."

Two girls stood before Riley, both had the same voice. But one was a bit younger, had black hair and brown eyes. While the other looked exactly like Riley now..white hair and grey eyes.

"Go on Riley, once again its time for you wake up. Take my advice, heed my warnings. Go to the light."

Said the girl who looked exactly like current Riley.

"No Riley! You can't forget! I know it hurts...to stay in the dark.......but if you go to the light! Everything! Your past! It will be forgotten! You can't let it go! You can't! It has made you who you are....it contains your good times and your bad times!"

"Don't be foolish, Riley needs to forget! If she ever wants to be happy!"

The two girls argued as Riley just stood there. What in the world was going on? It was like her mind was clashing....fighting over control? Both made good points? Let go everything?...Forget....them? And move on? Riley was torn between the two? How could she just choose?

"Riley!"
"Riley!"


The darkness and light just faded away, as did the girls, as did their bickering. The sound of the two girls arguing was replaced with gunfire and explosions. And Riley could see the blue sky...and the clouds passing by? Where was she? Suddenly she seen a familiar face looking down at her.

"Masaru? Right?"

The girl stated as she stood up and rubbed her head, she felt as if her head had been hit by a train. Riley couldn't explain it...but she felt a bit different. Strange....yet she was the same? She grunted as she was finally able to stand up straight. Riley noticed she was on top of a building...although she would normally be confused to much was on her head right now? But suddenly her senses returned.

"Wh-where are we!"

She said as she stepped back to get even more distance away from the ledge even though she was already considerably far enough. How in the world did she get on the bus from here! Why was Masaru here? And what in the world was that flying towards Masaru. It resembled a man...but had mechanical jetpack wings with a blue fire coming out. Masaru would have been caught off guard considering Masaru attention was turned on Riley.

"Look out!"

Riley said as she instinctively held her arms out...suddenly a glow emerged around Riley and Masaru and a solid white dome surrounded them. The man completely bounced off of this dome and was repelled. Riley stared at her glowing hands in disbelief...and her eyes were producing a white glow...was her eyes glowing as well? Suddenly the dome and the light began to dim down and fade away.

"D-did I do that?"

[Celestial Flame]

Masaru Zimmerman

He surveyed the damage calmly.. the back of his jacket and hood flapping to and fro, caught in random gusts from the high position. She had powers too. This was all so bizarre. Everyone exposed to the chemicals changed? They all had the potential.. to make a difference. For better or worse, they were no longer ordinary. Extraordinary people with ordinary personalities..? The thought made a chill race down Masaru's spine. The world wasn't full of people with good motives. If you had kids like them, fighting for what was right, you'd definitely have the self serving lot out there.. doing whatever in the fuck they pleased. "Thank you, Riley.." Masaru offered with a grim expression.

The flipping robot paused in midair, and flew towards them, rocketing ahead. Masaru was preparing to teleport it, but was left diving on instinct. These things were fast. Their robotic reflexes wouldn't allow much room to slip up. Masaru finished tumbling only to be kicked brutally off of the roof while simultaneously noticing a missile whistling swiftly towards the roof. "...Fuck!" He opened a hand, pleading for his ability to work without causing his white haired classmate harm. Riley appeared in midair, instantly transported nearby him along with chunks of the roof he additionally teleported, but Masaru's caution made a second disaster. People beneath them screamed as Masaru cursed his mistake, realizing he'd somehow need to work on precision, when all of this was over...

A swinging hand resulted in Masaru first missing Riley's hand, and a second swipe resulting in him snatching Riley safely out of the air. The rooftop blew up brilliantly, flaming and smoke expanding rapidly seconds before their narrow escape. They were both falling as Masaru wondered what to do next. His young mind was racing. He never imagined he'd be in such a situation... super powers.. fighting robots? Despite that, he didn't have time to reflect on how incredulous it all was. He had to focus on the here and now... and follow the Zimmerman code. Right every wrong.

The wind screeched at the plummeting duo with howling cries as it blew roughly against their bodies and faces. Masaru clutched Riley's hand protectively as he first teleported his mistake to the alley so the people below weren't crushed by chunks of debris. Next he did the same with what was falling from the rooftop, also sending that dropping safely elsewhere. When Masaru saw a missile soaring for Ryan's back he teleported that next, sending it crashing into one of the robot's faces. One by one he focused on sniping the flying machines, half of their bodies randomly appearing elsewhere, until he ended up wincing. Ouch... okay, need to jot that down, Mas. Any rapid succession usage of your abilities will cause a severe headache.

Appearing near the students currently fleeing with Riley at his side, the frightened youth failed to recognize him due to the Kamina glasses from his Halloween costume. They definitely recognized Riley, though, and immediately started shouting random comments. "Oh my gosh, Riley, what the hell?!" "That's so cool!" "You guys saved us!"

The teenagers were chatting rapidly, which Masaru cut off with a swoop of his hand, "Hey, not now! It's not safe here! Go and hide somewhere!" He then placed a hand on the side of his head and winced. There were three robots left.. with the ones Masaru took down on the ground or random rooftops, split apart as if chopped by an unseen blade, their bodies smoking.

Two of the robots zeroed in on their location, and rocketed towards the grounded pair. Masaru attempted to teleport one of them, but it resulted in a sharp pain in his head. He winced, attempting to focus once more, but the approaching robots were coming fast. There was no time. "Riley.. that thing you did earlier.. can you do it again..? Make them crash against each other?"

- - - Updated - - -

Kevin Terrez

Dear diary,

I just died today. It really sucked. That Baylee kid died too. What the fuck? Kids dying left and right in these unforgiving streets. Life is fucked up, yo. It's not like we chose the thug life. The thug life chose us. I mean... I was blasting those guys apart... and then they did some ninja crap. Caught me off guard. Little bitches. I mean I'm pretty godly, you know? I can only do so much though. Even with my most loyal fangirl aiding me, the amazing me can only do so fucking much! Robots? What in the hell am I, Iron Man? That was a good movie by the way. I went to see it with Sara. She was totally easy. I banged her. Of course I banged her, bitch, it's me! Okay.. since it's just us.. diary? Maybe not, apparently I was 'moving too fast'. How in the fuck do you move too fast? Are her boobs like.. in slow motion or something? Put them tits on fast forward then! Anyway. So yeah. That Becky chick with the huge boobs... I probably should've gone with her. Rumors say she's as easy as a Super Mario Bros. stage.

I dunno, diary. I guess this is the Amazing Cosmo signing off. Was pretty cool to be a hero for once. Not just some excessively attractive punk from the ghetto or some cool ass flawless multi talented and even more gorgeous rich kid. Fucking sucks. Still... would've been nice to have gone down as the guy that saved the city. I wonder if they would've built a statue of me? Cosmo, guardian of Earth, from the planet something or other. Yeah... that'd be nice. Protector of Saint Haven. Er, Neptune City. The fuck? Where'd that come from?

The sounds of explosions and gunfire brought Kevin back to reality. His side was warm.. and wet. When he tried to move he realized it was clearly blood. His arm and leg now had a dull throbbing too. They got him good. Why wasn't he dead? Maybe he was too awesome to die? Of course! Why didn't he realize it sooner?! He was too amazing to die! Life couldn't kill such an extraordinary and gorgeous deity of a man!

Rising, a hand rolling, Cosmo pointed a palm outward.. and a laser rocketed forward, obliterating the head of one of the robots. Panting shakily, Cosmo said, "..What in the hell? I.. I thought you died..?"

[Island]

Baylee Maryann Allard
Versus Robots

Baylee noticed that many of the other students from the accident also had strange powers. It appeared that Kevin could shoot lasers while Masaru could teleport. Some white-haired girl could do… something… and some bratty-looking boy had super strength. She wondered how this happened and why, but didn’t dwell on it. At this point, she focused on her own powers. She didn’t understand how or why she survived being gunned down. Likewise, those robots seemed too busy to notice that she was still alive; after all, who would expect her to be up and walking after something like that?

The young woman took the confusion as an opportunity to observe the robot’s movements. They were large and clunky, and she doubted that they could move very fast. However, they were also very durable, and she imagined that simply punching one would be highly ineffectively. Then there was the problem of how heavily armed they were. They had lasers, machine guns, and rockets, and if they had those, maybe they had chainsaw swords or something crazy like that… why would robots have both lasers and machine guns?

First Baylee would need to get close to one of them. She figured that doing so wouldn’t be tragically difficult so long as they didn’t turn her into Swiss cheese again. Then she would… well, to be completely honest, she didn’t actually have a plan once she got up close. She figured she could find a weakness somewhere… not dying came with the inherent advantage of not having to think about these things. To this, Baylee smirked. So long as they didn’t actually have chainsaw swords, she would be okay, mostly because she doubted she could recover from having her face sawed in half.

The machines seemed busy with Kevin and, for some reason, Alex, so Baylee took this as an opportunity to strike. She covertly made her way over to one, got its attention, and… punched it the face. Unfortunately, that did absolutely nothing for to the robot. Instead, her hand recoiled in pain, and Baylee yelped.

The robot did not look amused. It extended its arm (thankfully without a chainsaw sword), grabbed Baylee by the throat, and lifted her effortlessly. Baylee struggled to break free, but realized that if punching it did absolutely nothing, breaking its grip would be even more futile. As it tightened its grip on Baylee’s throat, Baylee tightened her own grip on its wrist. Amazingly… the metal began to bend around her fingers, and the robot’s grip began to loosen. In stark contrast, Baylee applied more pressure on the robot’s hand until it nearly snapped apart.

Confidently, Baylee smirked at the machine and tried that whole “punch in the face” thing again. She assumed that if she could bend metal… she could punch a robot in the face. The first time, it only left a small dent and hurt her hand again. The second time, there was a much larger dent, and her hand hurt significantly less. For some strange reason, she found a correlation between punching robots and becoming physically stronger. After a couple more punches, the robot had some Baylee’s fist-shaped prints across its face, and chest, and Baylee decided that it was time to finish this.

The young woman leapt up and swung her leg across the robot’s shoulder and into its head. She watched as the head flew off into the distance, narrowly avoiding some innocent bystander.

Baylee didn’t quite understand this; first she survived getting gunned down and then she beat up a robot. Maybe she was the next Supergirl or something? Supergirl Lite... she would call herself!

...Maybe not.

[Fortitude Creed]

Alexander Fortis
Dealing with Machines

The robot tried to pull it's arm back up, but it wouldn't obey him. Ingrained in the ground and unmoving, Alexander took advantage of the now dead arm of the large machine, removed his sabre from the joint and ascended up it, running as fast as he could in case his arm could suddenly move again. Reaching up to it's neck, Alex lunged for the head. He figured, if he could disable the brain or the memory chip, the rest would fall down with it. With a crack, and then the sound of shattering glass, his sabre pierced straight through the eye of the robot, and through the head of the machine monster. Immediately, the orb on the other side of it's face stopped glowing and faltered, followed by the robot's attempts at moving it's arm stopping . . . and it slowly deactivating itself.

Hopping off, Alex smiled at his handiwork. Not many people could say they took down large machine gun wielding robots. He turned his head and faced the other guys. "Well, apart from these guys." He made a mental note of each power. Kevin could fire lasers, Masaru had some kind of warping ability, Baylee and that other kid had some kind of enhanced physical capability and the white haired girl had energy constructs of some sort. And he had a glowing eye. Alex frowned. Why didn't he get a cool power like the rest of them?

However, before he could think further on this, another machine loomed behind him, it's dark silhouette spreading ominously across the ground in front of Alex. He was getting really sick of this. Slowly, it rose it's arm and . . . Alex's eye kicked in again. Visions of the bullets flying out of the gun and hitting the spot where he stood appeared, and following these, he moved out of the way immediately. And as his eye envisioned, the bullets shot out of the arm like a barrage of hail and pelted the ground where he had stood a few moments ago, riddling it with bullet holes. "On second, thought, I'm pretty satisfied with my power . . . " Alex muttered, and chucked one sabre, guiding his throw with his precognition. The sword missed it's mark of the eye, but managed to strike through a chink in the neck's armour. "More power in my throw . . . " Alex grabbed his other sabre and sliced that through the air, this time hitting it's mark and deactivating it. The young man allowed himself to breathe a sigh of relief. If that had missed, he would have been completely screwed.

As the machine fell down to the earth and crashed with a mighty and metallic ringing thud, Alex approached the head of the deactivated robot and removed his two sabres, before rushing towards Baylee - the nearest person. "What is going on here?" He demanded. In retrospect, he should have asked that first. Might have saved him from having to deal with these metal monstrosities. He was kind of tired.