A siren blared in the room, and a (prerecorded) announcer shouted, "3... 2... 1...
Begin!"
Jake Vin Valos.The second this big metal fucker put his hand on him, Jake's face contorted into a look of sheer horror - Despite him trying to contain it. He seen some fucked up shit from the Meta-human community, but it was only when they were
touching him, that he got uncomfortable. It felt like this dude could crush her shoulder like it was nothing. Well, at least he sounded benevolent... Wait. What the hell is Iron Giant planning? Knocking out the lights...? Actually, that was a pretty good idea. Not everyone could see in the dark, but with Gabe and himself on the team, they were more than sufficient. "Alright, thanks... Uh, Richard? I'm all for cutting the lights. I could make plenty of light, and it'll be easier to confuse them in the dark." The countdown ending was certainly a surprise. Jake was savvy enough to assume that he would want to get away from Peter when he knocks out the lights. He turned to Peter, and nonchalantly said, "Do your thing, Robot-man." He was hoping this would be entertaining to say the least.
Deborah Lillian Termellio.Battle buddy, Charlie Foxtrot, Pincer Maneuver. Hearing Peter's plan certainly got Deborah curious (
Peter has an extensive military background, he is an experienced soldier. Do not disregard, Deborah).
A soldier too? What other surprises does this metal man hold? Deborah looked straight at Peter. Hm, it looked like it would hold better than her own plan - And after all the thought they put into it! Either way, she would rather give the glory to someone else than fail horribly (And on the same coin, it would be
Peter's fault if the plan fails!). So, in a way, it's a win-win...
Though, Peter's plan presented a bit of a problem. Deborah's power won't work too well in the dark, and she won't be able to get intel on everyone like she normally could. Still, she was ultimately unimportant once the match starts. She shrugs. The first thing Deborah was going to do was confirm that "Alright guys, I know we already got together for one plan, but I can tell that Peter knows what he's talking about," She nodded and smiled at the metal man... He was certainly something that was hard to read. No body language... Which meant less things to fill in the blanks with. Nonetheless, she'll find a way. Deborah looked at Peter, "We can go with your plan, Peter, it's not too different from mine. Just more... How do I say this, uh, tactical?" She decided to just nod her head and continue, "I can tell two people. We have more than enough for the-" She finger quoted, somewhat amused, since she couldn't help but think of a sex joke, "-Scissor Maneuver... Just let we take a look around for a moment, and get a gist of things." Next thing she did was scan.
Deborah cleared her mind. Breathed in the moment, and looked at her team. If they were going to win, she needed to know who could do what. Fortunately all she had to do was look at them for a bit, get some body language. Her eyes turned towards that Quinn girl... Or at least that's what Debs thought from her name. She looked somewhat athletic. She wasn't very talkative, but then again, they didn't pay her any attention. Her own fault because she was so caught up in her planning that she forgot about her lovely team. Quinn was picking up some rocks off the ground, and Debs asked herself -
What is the cause here? (
She is gathering ammunition for power, most likely a telekinetic or energy power). Ah, gotcha power. The girl was new here, Debby could tell from the way she carried herself. "Quinn? That was your name, right?" She asked, trying to get the girl's attention. She pointed at the rocks Quinn were picking up, "I get the idea that your power is offensive? You can go with everyone else."
Next, there was another girl, Kristen (
Avoid at all costs). The girl who fucked up Red with her pheromones (
Uninterested in playing, needs motivation). Deborah had already gotten a bit of information off the girl already, so there wasn't. What the girl didn't realize is that she's more useful than she seems. Her pheromones could serve as a distraction, it'd be interesting to see what her pheromones. If they could get her to act, that is. Despite knowing the risks, Deborah got close to Kristen, with Team 2 being a powerhouse, they needed every advantage they could get. The more she got close to Kristen, the more her own power told her of all the ways she's being affected by them, but her willpower was greater. She had a mission... But wasn't Kristen so damn appealing?
-No, no, Deborah, that is the pheromones talking. She put her hand on Kristen's shoulder, "Hey... I'm
Deborah. I can tell what you're ability is because... My own power gives me information about what I perceive... and I'm getting lots from you." She started off, nodding her head. "I know you don't want to play, but, you're actually more useful than you think you are. You can help us by keeping them distracted...
Don't you want to help them?" She gestured towards the Valos since she could tell they were friends. Okay, Deborah was kinda veering on manipulative bitch her... Playing off Kristen's emotions, and compassionate personality -
No, I don't want to use it that way... I promised I'd only use it to help. But aren't I helping now? No one gets hurt... No, don't try to rationalize it. I'm one step away- "3... 2... 1..."Oh for the love of God, don't tell me-"... BEGIN.""... Fuuuuuuuck!" Deborah hissed through her teeth. Great, great, great. Now, she couldn't take the few extra moments needed to get her squad together. Hopefully, everyone's going with Peter's plan as discussed, if not, then they might as well throw the match. But, it was only a matter of time before Peter enacted his plan and the lights went out. "Umm... The lights are about to go out, if you want to help - which I really would like - then come with me." She offered a hand to Kristen, because it'd be better if they stick together in the dark.
Deborah anticipated the moment her power goes ead.
Jaska, & Gabe Valos.Hmph. A girl had approached them. A chick with this gray ass hair, and red eyes. Basic meta-human. Nothing special in her eyes. Gabe gave her a dismissive look, and was about to turn back to Lynn. However, when she started talking, that got her attention. She was somewhat more interested in Jaska than herself. Which annoyed her, since what the bloody hell could this girl do with her little brother? However, that answered itself.
First, Jaska had to begin with his usual routine, "Hiiiii, pretty lady!" He wondered how this girl already knew his name, but as quick basically went in one ear, and out the other. He leaped his way off Gabe's shoulder, and right onto the ground. He sized her up, digging his claws into the ground... He was about to ask why her hair was grey. Like only old people's hair was grey was this girl old? Weird. He would have commented on that, but kept his trap shut when she asked him about how her flames are stronger when she's around. Oh, that was simple, the Fire Heart. It made Jaska regress back to his conversation with Stephen. The Fire Heart not only raised his body heat quite a bit, but it made flames more intense. "Oh?" The boy was perceptive enough to tell that she was a fire-type. He lowered his head, and started looking at his chest. A bright light started emanating through his skin, and the fire heart appeared, along with a warm heat. It was a star, a ball of fire. The heat he gave off was rather intense. Fortunately, the people near him had some degree of heat resistance. "It must be... the Fire-Heart... It makes fires hot if I'm close to them..." He recoiled, like he felt shame or something, "Sorry if I'm bothering you... I can't really help it...."
Even Gabe was looking on. She gave Ella a look of disdain. "If it is, then that's not your fault." She spoke to him like the grey-haired girl wasn't there. If Ella had a problem with her little brother, that means Ella is going to have a problem with
her.
Though, even Jaska knew it'd be best for everyone if he just changed the subject. Well, Ella kinda hit all the right buttons here. One; she was a pretty lady, two; she shoots fire (
Just like he does!), and three; did he mention she was a
pretty lady? He suddenly turned spastic, "Sure, you can come with me!" He said with child-like glee. "I'm gonna get the flag!"
Offering to watch Jaska for her? Oh isn't this girl
so kind? Normally, she would call bullshit on this, but she felt like she couldn't stop him either way. Besides, she has her own role to fulfill. Like punching that Evan bitch square in the tits! She heard some mention taking out the lights, and a plan... Then the match started. Crap. They were still sitting here planning, and they needed to start acting. That meant it was her time to shine (Pun intended). She balled her fists and made them glow with a brilliant red light. Unlike the previous display, it wasn't blindingly bright. It was bright like a flash-light. She turned to Ella, "Alright,
fire crotch, I'll leave him to you." She spit onto the floor, not showing an ounce of class. "But, if anything happens to him; we're going to have a
nice long talk, ya' dig?" Talk in this situation means punch the fuck out of her tits. But, she waited for the lights to go out. That was when she was going to act. Peter said something about creating priority? Pttf. That's child's play. Nothing gets someone's attention like a volley of fucking lasers threatening to tear their balls off! Gabe walked up to Peter, and said, "... If ya' need someone to light them the fuck up, there's me." Displaying her glowing hands.
With Gabe gone, Jaska went with Ella. He climbed up on her shoulder, and wrapped his tail around her shoulders... Resisting the strange urge to strangle her with it. He felt confident this time around - But that's probably due to the fact he's more comfortable around females. "Lead the way."
Valjean Vaseal.For good reason, Valjean was unconcerned with tactics and planning. The way he saw it; plans were irrelevant, you had to rely on short term thinking and pure instinct. Like an obedient dog, he was given an order, and he sure as hell was going to follow it. So right when the timer ran out, Valjean was first out. He started rushing forward out the door to his bunker. "Alright, kids, act fast!" He shouted as he raised his pincer high up into the air. He needed to act fast, because it takes him time to get an effective desert up and running. That meant these kids were gonna have to deal with a
little sand in their coochies. He slammed his hand onto the floor of the arena, and his power went to work. Suddenly, the air started heating up, nobody would notice it until it was too late. Bits of sand appeared and started spreading outwards, slowly, but gradually coating the floor underneath his feet. Once his team got out the way, he would turn the entrance into a sand storm. Like he said, he was keeping the sand off the kids for now, unless they want to play sandbox - but fuck that. Once they were clear, he'd get one sandstorm going, and sure as hell wouldn't stop.
Nikki Biyung, & Amanda Daisy Blackmore."
... I'M GONNA WRECK IT!" That was the loudest sound Amanda made. She wanted to announce what she thought of Henry's
'master' plan eloquently. She reached into the metal floor, and molded together a massive metal wrecking ball -
Get it? Because I'm gonna wreck it? - attached to a chain, and heaved it over her shoulder. She slammed it into the floor of the arena, creating a massive boom of pure sound. Now that she's made that display. Using her metal manipulation she raised the ball into the air and made it spin in the air in a threatening display. Of course, she wasn't allowed to crush someone against the wall with a giant wrecking ball (But only
laws are in her way). But they're not going to be thinking about that when she's swinging it at them
very menacingly! That said, she rushed forward, screaming like a maniac holding the chain of her wrecking ball in both hands. She showed nothing but a reckless abandon. Defending would have been gay. Fake
and gay.
"Wait, Amanda! The plan!" Nikki tried to go after Amanda, but she was more afraid of getting her face smashed in by that wrecking ball than concerned with the plan. Ugh. There was no talking to that damn girl. "They're on the move! I'll try to keep tabs on their movements while I scout!" Nikki hadn't sent all her bugs to go scout on them. She still had plenty of bugs with her. The flying ones hovered around her, while the others crawled at her feet. The rest of her bugs were all over the room, it was her team's first move in this glorious game of chess. "Who's going to cover me!?" She shouted. But, some chick started blasting terribad rap music and made it hard as balls to communicate with each other. Worst of all.
This chick was on their team.
Sylvia Lana Bertoose.Siren's on. Sylvia just waited as the timer ran out. With her eyes closed and a devious grin on her face. She had the perfect way of screwing with her own team. The second it started, she switched on her iPod to some Nicki Minaj and started playing it. She wasn't a fan of the music herself, but it was perfect for the people who
hated it. She got off the top of her bunker, and smirked like a fool, as she skipped towards the enemy base. Slowly. She was playing the music through her headphones, but with easily the most basic use of her power she quickly made it rise to insanely loud levels.
Stupid Hoe. One of the most annoying songs Sylvia has ever had the pleasure of coming across! Hopefully her team mates will be chill with her
passion, because, at this point, it was loud enough to cause the arena to shake. Loud enough that it'd be painful to anyone too close, uncomfortable outside of that, and annoying in all ranges. Everyone would hear it, but her own team would get the worse of it. She even started singing along to it. "You a stupid hoe, a stupid stupid hoe...."