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So it's PvP or are we limited to one faction?

I feel like it's best we focus down on one faction and try to conquer the others, otherwise it'll be quite messy and sluggish (But that's my take on it.)
@Eviledd1984 @TheRedWatcher @twave @Blazion @Silver Carrot @Perse @KaelRavenheart

Körbl Meier

"Well, don't regret it." Körbl said before slamming his foot directly into Iris chest without any hesitation. @Klumsykrow357

The impact alone was enough to stop a car moving a 60 km/s dead in its tracks, and all of that was sent straight into her.

Körbl felt that was enough, it wasn't lethal enough to drop most of the lesser strength heroes and incapacitate the normal ones. If she lived, fine, if she didn't, well, it's not his problem.

That done, Körbl turned and looked at the remaining preceeding as some of them are splitting to get more prisoners free while the elevator area remained clear.

Körbl turned to Abigail, and tilted his head to where Kailani and some of the prisoners are heading towards. "You want to wait for them or do we assist them? We don't have much time though having more firepower helps."

It was the same to Körbl anyways, it'll be a tight frame but so long they don't put too much pressure, the elevators will keep running to send more guards down. The moment they reached the elevators however, it'll be placed under control or locked down but at that point, they can probably afford to dig upwards with the monster alien before worrying about being lunch.
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Körbl Meier

Körbl looked at the oncoming mass of soldiers in riot gear, equipped with stuns,flash and numerous assortments of grenades. His eye fell onto the shotguns, briefly wondering if they're loaded with actual bullets.

Then again, if that was the case, they would be bringing assaults rifles. The tear gas opening gambit was a wise choice.

Well, he has no intention of finding out the hard way. Eyes plotted his route from the memories of the hall, one that he had already burned into his mind painstakingly.

His foot shifted before another presence went into action. Temperature dropping rapidly as his head turned to the back, the iceman was already unleashing an ice feathers blizzard. Myriads of thumps and sharp clattering bang past the tear gas, Körbl noted that there's no direct impact. At least, no blood split if his nose was spot on.

Afterwards, it was followed by Alfred grabbing an unfortunate prisoner and tossing him to the other side. Briefly, Körbl wondered why didn't the latter just blow the tear gas back.

Ah well.

Körbl closed his eyes and burst into action like a meteor. Following closely by the trajectory of the prisoner being used as a projectile. The body's presence distorted and created a brief vacuum in the air, alleviating some of the tear gas potency.

At the corner of his eyes, bright orange color filled the air but the heat felt by his skin told him what was going on.

Looks like I'll have to move faster.

For the guards that had just defended themselves from a brief shower of sharp icicles, parts of them was greeted by a prisoner being slammed into their shield ungracefully and dropped like a sack of potatoes.

Then another shadow came, and this one landed on top of their riot shield like he was weightless.

But the glint from the small metallic piece in his hands and electric prod was anything but a welcome sight.

A brief spark, and one of the riot guards saw blood splatters covered their mask. Blinding him before total chaos ensues.

Körbl hopped across the riot guards, moving all the way to the back by using them as a stepping stone. Followed by a sharp crack that echoed the hallways as helmets and face masks found themselves indented by an electric prod. Shotguns rung past him as numerous stun prods came close to grazing him.

Made worse was a gout of flame pouring from the front, pulling their attention as their shields melt from the extreme heat. Between the two prisoners attack, the riot guards had little options left as Körbl swiftly made his way past them.

The moment he was at the very back, Körbl landed in a crouch before lunging forward like a tiger, arms wide and outstretched as each stomp of his foot contain enough strength that would've cracked normal concrete pavement. This caught the tail end of the suppression group and to their horror, found themselves shoved forward from their secure hallway into the chaotic mess hall.

At the entrance, the mass of riot guards was suddenly surging forward like a tide, their bodies unceremoniously being piled into a mound and falling flat on their faces but was pushed forward unwillingly. The riot guards in the middle fare the worse as they're pressed between the bodies. This all culminated into the guards sprawled forward into the mess hall akin to being pushed by a bulldozer like a pile of dominoes.

Körbl came out at the front easily and dusted his hands. The guards weren't dead but they won't be getting into position any time soon. Though the first line must have severe burns as the smell of ash and burnt flesh alongside melted gear.

"Come, we need to go." Körbl gestured with a twist of his neck. The prisoners here would take care of the rest while they head for their exit.

Killing them all would've taken too much time. Körbl huffed inwardly but the fact none of them were strong was the primary reason they're still alive for the moment.
Alright, posted, sorry for the long wait. Was busy with work this week.

But for reference, Körbl basically pulled a Tai Lung, climbing all the way to the catwalk with a single jump, cut down most of the guard, tossed the weapon down, obtain an electric baton and is ready to leave in barely 30 seconds.

@Eviledd1984 @TheRedWatcher @twave @Klumsykrow357 @Blazion @Silver Carrot @Perse @KaelRavenheart

Körbl eyes twitched as his instinct flared, almost imperceivable but years of fighting had his hair on the nape of his neck stood on edges.

Something happened, but what?

Then next, chaos, electricity, light blinked before the prisoners around him tested and flexed themselves. From the corner of his eyes, nearly all of the dampeners came down.

They're doing it now?! Körbl breath hitched as the plan was progressing far faster than expected. They just had the bare bones of it, and it'll be executing at this very moment.

Already, an internal countdown started within Körbl. Placing fifteen minutes or so before the guards fully reorganized themselves if they don't do something.

Turning towards the alien looking girl, the latter was already working as he felt himself pulled down below the table. One that he gladly followed as Kailani got to work.

Seeing her teeth just munching through those damnable chains that had kept him restrained like crackers was humbling as she continued consuming the rest in a flash.

The moment the chains was released from one of his legs, Körbl pupils widened as blood flowed through him intensely.

"Yes..." Flexing and stretching his toes, then moving his legs. Reflexes and instinct filling him with overflowing strength. Körbl nearly lost his patience but maintained as Kailani go to work on the last one. Crunching through it like it was nothing as well, not even the threat of her teeth biting into his flesh and tongue flicking onto his ankle deterred him from the moment he regained the use of his legs.

A second passed as she finally finished freeing his other leg, and Körbl smiled ferally.

"Finally."

Körbl legs snapped upwards, easily lifting his bulk like he weighed nothing. Eyes passed around his surrounding once before dashing like a lightning. to the guards that caught him at the corner of their eyes, it was like he had teleported upwards to the catwalk. No guards was prepared for him as their attention was drawn towards the pyromancer and enlarging alien.

A flick of his wrist to reveal the small edge of the tray, gripping it between his index and middle finger. Körbl was completely in his element now as he bore down onto one of the first guards still firing away ineffectually at the prisoners down below them.

One downward strike to the neck, cleaving through the suit like it was butter, the guard barely realized the spurt of blood coming out as Körbl moved towards another target.

Punching forward, the metal piece punctured another guard in the neck, another guard felt the back of their knees suddenly losing strength before blood spurting and covered their face. Not realizing their arteries been severed alongside the nerves around their neck.

By the time the catwalk was destroyed, Körbl had already moved to another guard. Each time tossing their weapon down to other prisoners and snatching one of the electric batons used for control. It was no sword or blade but it'll suffice for his purpose for now. Barely a minute passed and Körbl had taken out the guards above them.

Leaping downwards, kicking off a wall and landing right in front of Abigail, Körbl bowed towards her before gesturing her forward.

"Mein fraulein, the path is cleared." Körbl politely said gesturing towards the direction where the warden was stationed. "We need to move quick, lead us to the prisoner you need to rescue first."
@Blazion

Sure, go ahead. Korbl would prefer the feet only (And IC-wise, he's not that handicapped since he had fought with cuffs before.) but I'll leave it to you. If Kai can gnash through his cuffs then go ahead.
@Eviledd1984 @TheRedWatcher @twave @Klumsykrow357 @Blazion @Silver Carrot @Perse @KaelRavenheart

They stored his swords here? Körbl eyes boggled at that, why would they think that was a good idea? It's been months since he was arrested and sent here.

"No, not anymore. Broke during the fight," Recalling his favorite sword, one that accompanied him throughout his entire journey, was destroyed completely stung him. Leaving him sullen before sighing. "But still, the rest are good blade."

Well, messer types of swords. Good enough for one hand, and he carried multiple ones of them. It wasn't familiar large ones but it was good enough.

As to their quality? He pointed a finger to himself and grinned. "And with me? Can cut diamonds."

Körbl however then gestured to his chains and shook his head. "No, warden is smart. These are welded. Know that I would escape easier if it has keys, so no keys. Holding and fighting with cuffs is not a problem, have fought like these before."

"But, if little fraulein." He then subtly pointed to Kailani. "Bites only the chains, then I can move like normal."

"And if I can move like normal..." A wide grin broke out and he stated casually. "Then it's no problem."

As more details came in, Körbl only hummed as he started to plan his route to get to the group. An alarm distracting the guards would allow him some time to carve out a weakspot on the glass. Combined with the weight and momentum of the chains, he definitely can crack it open.

How fortunate then, he managed to secure a key component for that. Körbl idly felt the sharp piece of tray in his hand.

"As for the messers, we'll see. If close enough to secure, then I'll go myself. If not, then we escape first." Körbl decided, those swords weren't the end goal and he can reforge some of them once he get out.
@Eviledd1984

Körbl Meier

Guess no one saw it for now. Körbl eyes flicked around the guards, now all he had to do was shave it down and sharpen it over time.

Then hearing Abby mention an escape breakout, that got his attention immediately.

The layouts of the plan seem solid, if dubious since it sounded too good to be true.

But that's what's life is, dubious and risky.

"...I have a condition."

@Blazion

Körbl glanced towards Kailani, confusing some of them before he went in-depth to his own plan. "Free her from the collar and muzzle first."

" I can still fight with the cuffs." He then gestured to the cuffs but a shake of his legs had the ball chains rattle softly. "But these reduce my mobility."

"If her teeth are as strong as she says, she can bite off the chains. Once it's off..." Körbl looked at the guards briefly before focusing on Abby. "I'll cut a path to the warden."

That being said, if there was another way to get it off, Körbl would be more than happy to listen. He has an alternative plan, one that might take him longer but still, a plan.

"Well, worse come to worse." Körbl stared at the collar and muzzle workings before deciding on the only way he know how to solve it. "I can cut open the collar, it'll be a shock to us both, but there it is."
Just a heads up but I'll be posting this Thursday night soonest, Xmas is getting closer so works increasing tremendously.
Körbl Meier

“I see where this is going and I forfeit.” Randolph said, a solemn expression forming. “In a physical, and honorable fight, I don’t feel confident in my odds. But I do respect your commitment to physical improvement. I thought us inimical, but now I believe we are share much more semblance than I believed. If anyone else wants to fight, don’t let me stop you…” Randolph concluded, before having a second thought and adding“ “…besides, they might let me eat the loser.” Randolph said with a grin. They let him eat a few metahumans before, and Randolph enjoyed sampling the taste their powers gave their flesh, something like a box of assorted chocolates. One never really knows what they will taste.


"That's disappointing," Körbl said off-handedly. "But sure, do what you want with the corpse."

So she stared back at him with eyes that seemed to flash with fiery light as she answered him, "Well I don't know about the strongest, but from my experience, most men do tend to burn up all the same."


"Then let's see how bright I'll burn, come closer then, fraulein." Körbl pointed to her with his wooden spoon and accompanied by a large smile. Daring her to take the first move first.

"Maybe let's set up an arena and find out.", Alfred said with a quiet voice, the usual kind. "Though I'd prefer being able to transform into my uh… full form, if you know what I mean. Not exactly doable when there's a suppressor on my ankle. Heh. Though it's probably you, anyway. We've seen enough to know that."

Nope, Alfred didn't really think that. He was just telling Körbl what he thought he wanted to hear and eventually steer the discussion into something less of an ingredient for a prison brawl that might see his book and noodle privileges revoked.


"Hmph, perhaps the moment you can...transform, then I'll definitely come back for you."

Abby didn’t think of herself as the strongest here, but she was more than capable in a fight. “I can handle myself in a fight; I just need some more juice to get myself ready.” She said addressing Körbl. Recently she had been faking medical aliments to get close to the MRI and x-ray machines; siphoning radiation for when she tries to escape.

Abby was curious what kind of abilities they all had; perhaps they could be useful to her escape. “Maybe we can measure how strong we are; if we tell each other what our superpowers are? I'm curious what you guys can do?” She didn’t care much for the pissing contest they were having; she wanted to see if they were useful enough for her plan.


The guards must really be lax today, if they're allowing them to talk this much. Körbl thought idly before settling back down, looks like he'll have to go empty of a fight.

For now.

Hearing Abby asking what they can do, Körbl stared at the spoon before eyes glanced towards the child that was eating everything, including the metallic parts of the utensils.

Then it hit him, Körbl glanced towards the spoon and then tray. Maybe it'll work?

"I'm merely a humble sword master...without a sword. That broke when I was arrested." Taking this opportunity, Körbl waved his hands and position himself at an angle. His tray mirroring him as part of it hovered from the table, just also enough that the guard assigned to the sides wasn't able to see it.

"It was during a fight with one of the New York heroes," Körbl smiled widely as he recalled that particular fond memory. The rush, the speed, and the thrill. He felt truly alive during that moment. "Ah, it was a great fight."

All the while, he swapped his hand of holding the spoon and rested it upwards on the tray. Pressing the tray downwards.

Then quietly, his other hand rested on the edges of the tray, fingers gripped it before he exerted his full strength downwards on it like a hydraulic press machine. Steadily and quietly, he bent its downwards like folding a piece of paper. Then flipping it upwards again in a similar fashion, he had hoped to induce metal fatigue onto that part alone.

"I was, unfortunately, lacking, fraulein, and was trounced like a sack of potatoes." Körbl drew out his story until he finally felt it soft and pliable enough that a single sudden motion would've snapped that small part of the metal. "Of course, ever since then, they placed all this...onto me."

While he pointed the spoon to himself, then to the cuffs, and shook his legs to indicate the iron ball and chain around his angles, Körbl decided to risk it all as he turned towards the omnivorous child thing.

@Blazion

"Eat a bunch? Then have this for dessert, kleines kind." Körbl flicked his wrist, and slide his tray towards her alongside the wooden spoon. Not a single stain or remaining splatter of his leftover flew off during the entire process of sliding, the spoon merely wobbled. It then precisely stopped right in front of her as well.

"Eat up, you need more vegetables to grow big." He gestured to the spoon, mockingly even.

If one paid close attention, one of the edges of the tray was cleanly plucked off, almost like it was sliced by a knife, but with how fast the whole thing occurred and hoping that it wouldn't seem odd amongst her other tray. Körbl was betting his chances that no one would notice, especially as hidden in his hand now, was a sharp piece of metal.
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