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I almost made a straight up meanie-bo-beanie but instead I made this character. Let me know what you think, i guess..!

Jolene Miller-Wilson

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████████ PERSONAL DETAILS ████████ █ AGE Twenty-three █ GENDER Female █ SEXUALITY Heterosexual █ OCCUPATION Receptionist/ Call Center Representative █ QUALIFICATIONS High School Diploma, one year in college █ RESIDENCE Apartment Complex ████████ PHYSICAL DETAILS ████████ █ SCARS Small pinpricked shape holes in the crook of the elbow. Navel piercing scar. █ TATTOOS Lower back thorn-rose tattoo █ PIERCINGS Simple earrings █ MARKINGS None █ HEIGHT 5'5 █ BUILD Rectangle ██████████ MISC NOTES ██████████ [+] Says 'um' and 'like' a lot Still working on figuring out 'non-problematic' language Daughter is 3 1/2 years old ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔

---- Jolene Wilson was the baddest bitch at Ritman High. Captain of the Cheerleading team, the self-acclaimed most beautiful girl in school and not many people thought to doubt her. She lead a pack of ruthless teenage girls who sought order and conformity above all else. Freaks were to be called freaks, geeks were to be mocked as their burly boyfriends shoved them into lockers. Anyone who was outcasted was probably being outcasted by her. Jolene set the pace for three long years, her reign of terror at it's highest when she turned 18 in the final year and gained a lot of financial freedom from her parents. What captain of what sports team DIDN'T she date? The rich Miller family even gave her power outside of school as well. Jolene threw parties and only the coolest students were let in. If you weren't at Jolene Miller's parties, you were basically a nobody. Racist, homophobic remarks? Sure, get those in there too, SOMEBODY has to feel bad, and it can't be Jolene. She was at the top of the world. ---- The thing about being at the top, is that there is no where to go but down. Her grades, at the end of everything, were much worse than she had been leading her parents to believe. She was already planning on getting married to her perfect high school sweetheart and travel the world with him. And there was the problem of the drug habit she had developed. But that didn't matter! She was Jolene Wilson! Within one year of graduating high school, she was a divorcee in rehab. A few months after that, she found out she was pregnant. She was plannin on flaking out of rehab, or relapsing, because who cares? But she took the pregnancy as a sign from God and stuck with it. At this point, Jolene was biggest shame to the Wilson name, ever. It was a small mercy that she had been using it in conjuction with the Miller name, the name of her short lived husband, Craig. But it didn't save her from her family cutting her off almost entirely, and going on a very, very long vacation out of town. Jolene was crushed. She had only wanted to live up to their expectations. She only needed the drugs to feel good about herself. Would she ever be enough? Why wasn't she enough? How did this happen? Where did her life go? Her child was born, underweight, and Jolene named her Hope. Jolene got a normal, working class job-and-a-half, and that plus a little bit of child support as made her life...liveable, if stressful. But a few years clean has done wonders for her looks and she still had that cheerleader workout ethic buried somewhere in there. While she still has a few scars, physically and mentally from those dark days, she is back to her old beautiful self. Which has done wonders for her self-esteem, especially when she came to the conclusion that the only person who would decide what 'enough' was, was her. That it happened because of her, and that she could make other, better things happen too. And she remembered that her life was right in front of her and in her arms. Time to turn things around, you know? ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔

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---- To Be In Many Places At Once- Self-Duplication From one Jolene, another can emerge. Clothes and small items and accessories will be duplicated, but more complex items will not. All duplicates have their own consciousness, allowing them to make decisions with full focus. They are all also however linked in such a way that all Jolene's will be the same person, and allow for extreme co-ordination. ---- Jolene was a horrible bully in her youth but has learned humility and found herself in the years following high school. Without being manipulative, her social skills are now lacking where before, they were lethal. But she has genuinely changed since becoming a single mother. Her ability will allow her to try and balance the activities of the plot with the responsibility to her family. At the beginning she will try to go around and apologize to everyone and try to make things right, and also make some friends since she is a bit lonely. But basically, Jolene is going to get stronger. And I like stories where people are better than they were before. Hopefully I can write her endearingly enough. But I also like the idea of her still having a biting, sassy side that comes out every once in a while. Like John Wick but instead of a master assassin she's a mean girl. Like she still has that part of her that can upset people by stabbing at their insecurities. Just REALLY trying not to get back into 'the business'. ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔

- █████ STRENGTHS & WEAKNESSES █████ + Telepathic link make for an effective fighting force − Splitting focus over more than two tasks degrades mental capability of the duplicates. + Up to twenty-three Jolenes at a time − Can only split one into two at a time, no more, which takes time. ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔

World of Light

Sakura Level 9: 44/90
Karin Level 5: 40/50
Location: Seiran Tunnels
Word Count: small
Points Gained: 1
New EXP Balance--- Sakura Level 9: 45/90

Karin Level 5: 41/50

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”We won! And the crowd goes wild!” Sakura cheered happily. High fives all around for the other two ladies on her side of the wall. Clearing space for the inevitable teleport, Sakura bent down to make sure the laces of her combat boots were secure.

When she glanced up at some kind of disturbance. Sina noticed something was wrong, and Sakura glanced at Peach. Something bad had happened to her. ”Peach-san?” She asked.

There was a sound like cracking glass and Sakura saw Peach and the air around her crack like glass. Sakura shrieked in horror and rushed over to do something. All would be in vain as the glass, the air- Peach- all shattered and was replaced by the largest Other Sakura had seen yet.

Sakura fell backwards, propping herself up on her elbows. Sina was knocked away and the other half of the squad appeared to do battle with the Other monstrosity. Everything became blurry, and Sakura tried to blink hard against her tears. ”W-what..?” She asked.

Raz emerged, and began to distract the monster. It began to target him. This sight pushed Sakura back to her feet, even as the tears flowed down her cheeks.
”Leave him alone!” She shouted, her voice cracking with distress. She sprinted towards the Other and came at it with everything she had. She sprinted after it and spent an EX-Meter to do an EX-Hadosho. Her fist ignited with blue flame and she dashed forward, looking to knock the creature solidly while it chased after Raz. Though she had pushed herself into combat, she had only been able to convert despair into anger, not able to rid herself of negative feelings.

”Give her back!” Sakura shouted, using her close range Hadokens and Hadoshos to trade precision for power, using her ki to wallop and explode against the beast with both hands.

When Karin entered with her team she was eager to get back into the fight, having missed the last event. Fortunately, they all seemed to make it out okay. After briefly passing by another team, Karin was eager to meet up with Peach’s team and see how Sakura and Raz were doing.

But before that could happen, they would have to battle through the great Other in the way. The last time Karin battled a large beast, it hadn’t gone so well, and Karin was determined to not let it happen again that time. All she had to do was act carefully and get a read on its patterns before attacking too aggressively.

A lesson that apparently Sakura hadn’t learned, as Karin saw her plunge straight into danger and begin spamming some of her most powerful attacks like she wanted to crank out as much damage as possible with no regards to combos, or, more worryingly, defensive and evasive maneuvers. Karin was a good enough fighter to know when someone was emotionally compromised. Especially someone like Sakura. Concern passed over Karin’s face.

”Sakura!” She called out. ”Pull back!” But her friend didn’t hear, or didn’t listen.

Karin grapple hooked ahead of the pack and went to get on the outskirts of the melee fight to give herself enough time to gauge the situation. Right now she was looking to see any particularly cumbersome attacks the creature might throw out. Then, she would go in to punish with powerful advancing strikes, before retreating again out of immediate melee range.

World of Light

Sakura Level 9: 38/90
Location: Seiran Tunnels
Word Count: smal
Points Gained: 1
New EXP Balance--- Sakura Level 9: 44/90 +5

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”See ya! Good luck!” Sakura called out to the leaving team.

When they made it down the tunnel and looked at those strange little psychic blips ands shimmers. She reached out to poke one, and hesitated. Her thoughts about them weren’t that deep- but she found them interesting. It was nice, in a way, that these feelings and thoughts were preserved somewhere. Even if only for a little. Like finding a carving of a heart and two initials on a tree. It can be sweet to get a glimpse like that. Though in this case, a little uncomfortable, too.

Noticing the tire tracks when Luka pointed them out, Sakura thought. ”Bad guys?” She offers.

That was when Dexio did a somewhat ill-advised move, splitting the party in half. And not even saving Sakura, Peach, and Sina from the oncoming monsters!

”Uh oh! Not good!” Sakura said, nervously looking for an escape. The hole was pretty far away, and there was no guarantee all three of them could easily make up, if at all, before one of them got caught. She also tried to gauge the distance. Sakura could jump pretty high. But even if she could make it, no way would she leave Peach and Sina alone.

Out of the three on this side though, Sakura felt she was the physically most powerful. If anyone should be last, it should be her, because the others could support her. Right?

”Can we get outta here somehow?!” She asked. But it was no dice.

Sakura started chucking fireballs the Others way to harry their approach. ”Let me try your Cryokinesis, Sina!” She exclaimed, and then her fireballs began to have a frosty twist! Badass! The elemental damage would slow them down and of course, hurt more. ”Wow, that's cool!” She said, the simple unfunny pun not intended nor noticed. But shortly, they closed the distance.

Once they got close enough, she would stride forward and began to battle them, kicking and punching, blocking and dodging as best she could. She infused her strikes with more Cryokinesis. The Vase Paws were hungry and quite kicky, but Sakura stayed out of range and returned fire with her roundhouse kicks, knocking them away and into each other. As one tried to get up, she blasted it apart with a hadoken. One of them hit her in the back, but she turned and blocked the next kicks. Another grouped up to gang up on her, but she spent her V-Reversal and used her powerful defensive technique to get them all off her.

”No, wait-! We got this!” Sakura exclaimed, her spirits rallying a bit as when the Vase Paws got up to get her, she pushed her advantage to throw them into each other and scatter their un-sapient ashes across the tunnel floor.

”The three of us?! No problem!” Sakura said.

World of Light

Sakura Level 9: 37/90
Location: Seiran Tunnels
Word Count: small
Points Gained: 1
New EXP Balance--- Sakura Level 9: 38/90

Sakura paid no mind to whats-his-faces pride problem- she had a battle to win! Karin used to be the same way. People like him, in her experience, always got over that hurdle if their heart was in the right place.

When it began to jump up in the air, Sakura’s face dropped. ”Whoops!” To avoid getting crushed she dove far away, transitioning into a dive roll. She turned and crossed her arms, hoping to absorb the damage of the oil like she would any other dangerous projectile. It burned her arms and she slid back, taking chip damage, and maybe the residue would do damage over time. But Sakura felt like it was nothing she couldn’t handle, even with the leftover damage from the last bout.

When the troops rallied, Sakura yelled out, feeling pretty hyped up. The military wasn’t really her thing, but having matching colors and being in a big team wasn’t all that bad when it came down to generating excitement in her young heart.

There was a lot of attacks going on, and though Sakura charged, she wasn’t going to plunge into that mess with nothing but her fists. So she ran and then leapt above, looking to attack the creature from a unique angle and minimize friendly fire. She loosed an aerial fireball down on its head, and then landed on the other side.

Practicing with the SAS, she tapped into Dexio’s Seismokinesis. She saw him using it earlier, and it seemed extraordinarily helpful!

Syncing it up with him, she stomped the ground to ground her newfound psychic power with a physical motion. Then she and Dexio both rumbled and shunted the ground beneath the beasts feet, and with all the huge amounts of damage the Gunkin Perry was taking, it had no choice but to stumble severely. After that, she ducked and used her leg to sweep one of its legs clean out from under it, grounding it.

She grinned at Dexio. ”That is SO cheap!” She exclaimed. After that, it probably couldn’t get the chance to jump back to its feet even if it wanted too! Sakura kept up the Seismo and continually targeted its back leg to keep it down until the job was done. Soon, victory was there.

”Yes! Awesome!” She celebrated, jumping up and down. Excited, she went to give Dexio a big teamwork hug and then detached just as quickly, pumping her fists and punching up into the air.

World of Light

Karin Level 5: 39/50
Location: Seiran Tunnels
Word Count: itty
Points Gained: 1
New EXP Balance---

Karin Level 5: 40/50

Karin’s gloves were only a little bit on fire after plunging them and her otherwise bare arms against the flaming midsection of a massive beast…but it was nothing she couldn’t handle! It was hardly hot or dangerous enough to count as an active attack. But she wouldn’t want it rolling on top of her, either.

Her intrusion seemed to finally enrage the creature and it began to wildly thrash around, streaming oil everywhere. A human opponent doing the same thing would be an easy victory, but such an unwieldy, massive creature was unpredictable. If Karin misstepped, she could take steaming oil to the face.

But she wasn’t going to just sit here and let this thing have a tantrum. Even in its wild thrashing, attacking at max power and in as many directions as possible had a pattern! Her inexperienced eyes would just have to find it on a monstrous body.

Midna would clear the way, as her magic sand doused flame and her blunt objects battered the beast at regular intervals.

”I’m getting behind it!”

”Hah!” Picking her moment, Karin spent a gathered Super meter on an enhanced version of her dash. She zipped around the legs and under the strikes of the Slippy. Now on the opposite side of the creature, she planted her foot and turned into a hard stop, throwing all of her momentum into her front arm. She struck up into the rear flank of the creature, and with a crunch, looked to shunt it forward and onto its face. Even for a moment! Hopefully it would allow Geralt, the monster hunter, to put a bow on the situation he’s been stuck in much too long for Karin’s liking.

World of Light

Sakura Level 9: 37/90
Location: Seiran Tunnels
Word Count: 876
Points Gained: 2
New EXP Balance--- Sakura Level 9: 39/90

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Sakura set her hands on her waist and took a moment. She was fine on the outside, suffering no more than minor cosmetic damage. But the invisible health bar that dictated her durability, the wellspring from which she withdrew her strength, had been reduced by the hits she had taken. And it’s not like they didn’t hurt like heck, either. But she would be ready to continue.

”All right, we did it! Hey, that’s cool.” She said, pointing at the spirit container.

When Sina exclaimed her jealousy, Sakura blushed and grinned. ”Well, hah, thanks.”

As for Dexio, Sakura’s grin turned a little less shy and a little more cocky. ”Hey, second place isn’t bad. Maybe you and me could spar some time!” Compared to other street fighters, Sakura was more about power and skill rather than raw strength. But, yeah, if she wanted, she could throw her muscles around a bit.

When leader Luka stepped in, Sakura went back to sheepish and rubbed the back of her head.

When Peach tried to get in on the leadering action, she said something that left Sakura clearly, visibly puzzled. ”Life each other up..?” She muttered under her breath, trying to figure out what the pun was. English was her second language and she didn’t always understand every last idiom or turn of phrase. Closest she could think of it was like ‘lift’ each other up but with ‘life’ instead. What that had to do with showing each other up, Sakura didn’t know.

These thoughts pre-occupied her mind until her foot got stuck in some kind of web. She pulled herself free and thankfully didn’t stumble or fall. If she did, she wondered if that would trigger her annoying helplessness reflex. The idea of getting stuck in the webs did freak her out, but she felt like she would still be in control… Sakura was reluctant to dive in and find out.

Thankfully, there were no giant spiders. Instead it was just a bunch of annoying illusory Others. This was a new type of threat to Sakura, and she found hitting nothing but thin air that looked exactly like an enemy to be uniquely frustrating.

But that was nothing compared to the next threat. Sakura was used to facing swarms of weaker enemies so far, with no Other being stronger than her on its own. That would end when she saw a distant Other beast. It dwarfed her in size, had many arms, spikes, and even had opposable thumbs to wield weaponry with. There was a small comfort in the idea of the knowing that, yeah, if Sakura was on her own on even footing, she could take out any Other in a one-on-one battle. But this thing? Sakura wasn’t sure.

Still. It was no Maw or Orphan of Kos. They could take it. They outnumbered it, ten to one, and the other team had done well this far. In fact, they would probably win out right if left alone. But they wouldn’t win without injury, and that was worth fighting to prevent.

Sakura rushed in along side Luka squad to help. Her first mission was to rush to the aid of Shiden Ritter. He was being protected for now, but he couldn’t be in the fray for long. Someone could get hurt on his behalf.

Thus, Sakura rushed to him and grabbed him by the shoulder and arm to pull him to his feet, despite his bad wound. But she didn’t feel like she would be hurting him too badly, because she instinctively shared some of her power with him.

”Tag Out!” She said, slapping him good-naturedly on the shoulder. He would receive a temporary bonus to his health and stamina, alleviating him of pain, or at least, pain’s crippling nature. He would be light of foot, any limping would be like running at full pace. And any freshly received minor wounds would actually be healed completely. All of this would be available as long as he accepted that he would have to sit the fight out for a little bit and take a moment to retreat to relative safety- something as simple as the other side of the room. If he turned around and fought, the effects would be lost.

Sakura was fully planning on taking his place in the battle, and used her Tag-In attack on the Fisher. She surged forward and did a high spinning heel kick up into its ‘jaw’. While it would be no more damaging than a regular kick, it had high knock back and stagger, forcing even a massive beast like that to take Sakura’s crowd control seriously. All of this would be enough to give a wounded person enough time to, as harsh as it might sound, stop being a burden to the healthy fighters.

Now in combat range, Sakura focused on using her specialized upward hadokens to blast the beast from beneath. This would help her stay out from underneath it while still dealing relatively high close ranged damage. ”Tengyo!” She yelled. But she was immobile while doing so. It was her first instinct, and she wondered if it wasn’t as good as she committed to a third fireball after shuffling lightly around on her feet.

World of Light

Karin Level 5: 38/50
Location: Seiran Tunnels
Word Count: itty
Points Gained: 1
New EXP Balance---

Karin Level 5: 39/50

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Karin finished the battle against the suicidal enemies with a flourish. ”Nothing too it, indeed. Simple minded weapons of war. Easily beaten.” She surmised, ignoring her previous frustration and caution. That didn’t matter. Of course she preferred a true victory against equal minds, but there was a certain amount of pride to be taken in overcoming an insulting foe.

They fought past a fairly annoying Other enemy after that. At any rate, it demonstrated how truly omnipresent these creatures were. Karin didn’t like the idea of running from a fight, but a part of being a team player was moving with the group. Even if it did leave a bad taste in her mouth and an empty feeling in the palm of her hands. It was practical- they did have to reunite with the OSF team sooner rather than later.

Their next true foes, ones that would undoubtedly hinder their progress if left unattended, made themselves known in their usual disturbing ways. The ash piles clenched Karin’s jaw. Regardless, Karin pushed forward into combat, avoiding the ranged attack. One of them went invisible, which Karin found more disturbing than seeing them.

Midna went off to do battle with the invisible threat. Geralt would join in, and then Susie. It was a tough foe. But she couldn’t leave Goldlewis to battle the other Chinery all by itself. Even if it was electricity. She had to avoid getting covered in water so that the electricity didn’t strike true. Goldlewis was tough, but he would have a hard time avoiding said water blasts by himself. As for Benedict, Karin wasn’t sure what he was doing yet. But she knew she had to help Goldlewis because if she didn’t, and Benedict also chose to pursue the invisible foe, the other fighter in their group would be left alone.

”We cannot allow an enemy to be left unattended!” She said, rushing to battle the Winery. But she couldn’t get close. She dashed from place to place, but not wanting to block water meant she was unable to hold her ground. Either way, she got the creatures attention by advancing in front of Goldlewis and hopefully let him close the gap without getting blasted backwards.

When Blazermate activated uber, and Geralt called out for help, Karin thought that perhaps she should change targets. Midna and Geralt were both hurt. Karin attached herself to the ceiling and jumped, pulling herself closer to the Slippy Chinnery. With all of the negative status effects on it, she figured she would be able to come in with a sudden heavy kick from above.

”Yah!” She went to drop her foot onto its drop, driving it into the floor, before pummeling it with a series of advancing palm strikes. Then, she went to batter it away with an elbow strike to give herself and some allies some space.

Arcane Dreams! (Now Open!)

this looks pretty cool, i'm definitely interested. i went ahead and joined the discord

World of Light

Sakura Level 9: 35/90
Location: Seiran Tunnels
Word Count: 1,173
Points Gained: 2
New EXP Balance--- Sakura Level 9: 37/90

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Sakura backed up as the Rut began to spin, but the extended prongs, sharp and dangerous, caught her off guard. One of them slashed across her face. Sakura gasped and rolled back to her feet. There was a spark of defensive ki that kept her head from splitting open, but she felt warm blood trickle down her cheek. She was lucky it was below the eye. Gotta be careful.

Just then, the other Rat Rut backed up its buddy, and fired a barrage of oil her way. ”Guess it’s a two-on-one!”

She dove out of the way of incoming oil. It pooled hotly onto the spot where she just was. Coming out of her roll, she launched a hadoken at the base of the spinning Rut. ”Hadoken!” Right for its wheel. The impact launched it up and it had to stop spinning and speed off to prevent itself from falling on its side.

Avoiding more oil with a jump, she advanced on the Rut #2. It charged at her and she jumped over it, slamming it on the armored behind with a hammer swing for its trouble.

Just then the Rut #1 came around for a charge and she avoided it with a sideways leap. Time to adapt. She followed it and slammed her fists into it, focusing it down. She backed up before it started spinning.

Some of the oil hit her in the back and she hissed, jerking forward from the impact. One probably wouldn’t be a problem. But two was a real fight. Sakura, however, was getting a sense for the ranges of the creatures. They were predictable.

Too close, they span. At their ideal range, they did donuts. Avoid that range. Far away, they charged. Close to another rut, they shot oil. It was just a pattern, like in the training arena. All she had to do was figure out when to strike, when to dodge, and when to switch targets. It didn’t take long. Sakura was smart. She knew she was smart. Knee strikes, hammer swings, dodge rolls and leaps. She could play them.

Finally, she found it. Her goldilocks zone. Grinning now, her headband trailing behind her, she skidded to a stop in the center of both of the Rat Ruts. Not quite within spinning range. Not close enough to the other rut to trigger oil barrage. They only had one option- charge. So they did.

At the last moment, Sakura jumped, her arms over and behind her head in victory, pulling her legs in tight. With a tremendous crash the Ruts crumpled their mighty shells against each other. Their front facing prongs snapped and bent. ”Oops!” Sakura taunted as she dropped back down.

Right in the middle of them as they wheeled back from each other, she used her saved up meter to do a super art. ”Here we go!

She turned into a spinning top, her outstretched leg trailing blue energy as she flashed with power and swiped both the wheels out from under the stunned Rat Ruts. They crashed onto their sides. Sakura leapt up on Rat Rut #1, the more damaged of the two, and wrapped her fingers underneath the front of the bent up shell. Fortifying her position with Telekinesis, she wrenched the metal upward, peeling it like an orange! Yelling from the effort, she bent it up enough to hop underneath the bent up portion. What she saw under there skeeved her out a little bit, but she punched at the interior organs of the beast nonetheless. With a wet thud, she struck true several times and the Other turned to dust all around her.

That was when Rut #2, who had, unbeknownst to Sakura, landed at a recoverable angle due to some debris, charged at her. Sakura barely heard it coming and stepped out of the way to avoid being impaled. The heavy metal shell crashed into her and she was sent spinning and tumbling. She fell down the side of the platform and rolled into the water. Breathless and face down in the water, she used the rail to pull herself up where she emerged, coughing and sputtering.

Squinting, she saw the ramaged Rut #2 begin to wheel its way towards her. It was going to come tumbling down that ramp and squish her flat. As it picked up speed, it came at the Street Fighter like an oncoming train. Sakura was angry at this thing and at herself, for thinking she had it in the bad only for her victory to get torn out from underneath her by some unexpected variable.
”Come on.” She said to the Rat Rut, clenching her fist and teeth. ”I’d do it if I were you.”

When the Rut charged at her while she was crouched in the water, it picked up a little air. That was all she needed.

”Kurae!” She cried, zooming forward with another burst of energy. She hooked her fist underneath the spinning eel wheel and rocketed upward once, halting its momentum in mid air. As it began to fall down on her she dropped and gathered even more power into her fist before exploding upwards with a spinning uppercut.

”Midare Zakura!” There was a pop and spherical burst of energy that turned into sparkles and spiraling flower petals. The Other flew upward, spinning, and crashed mightily onto the platform, cracking the tile. Dust fell from the roof. It was on its side thoroughly now, with no way to recover. A strange bulb emerged from its form, ready to be Crushed.

Sakura, now on the platform herself due to the forward velocity of her attack, jumped into the air and punched victoriously.

”Yes! Yeah! The crowd goes wild! Victory for Sakura!” She cheered happily, hyped up.

Then she winced. She her hand on her knee and with the other, held her side, taking a moment to compose herself. Slash across the cheek, hit by oil in the back, and then the left side of her body had been hit with some pretty serious blunt damage. ”I’ll be okay.” She said aloud to herself with a nod and a laugh.

She looked over at Sina and Dexio who had finished their fight against a Rat Rut. She was tempted to ask them to go over and finish the job for her, but Peach and Raz were still cleaning up their active threats and might need the help. So she just offered them a congratulatory raising of her fist.

”Nice. Heh. Y’know I tried to get a friend of mine to do that kind of stuff with me but she wasn’t down for it? I don’t know why. It’s cool.” She rubbed her nose and went over to the Crushable Bulb, doing literally that. They had some kind of practiced duo motto.

No doubt the others had done all the cleaning up at that point. If not, she would pitch in with a few obligatory Hadokens. But all the major threats, be they singular or in number, seemed to be taken care of.

Young Justice

The Incorrigible Iceburn!

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”Good at–?” Iceburn began with a whisper, but Metamorph was already through the door. ”Aaand he’s gone.” Iceburn said. As for his plan…

”Let’s hope they aren’t trigger happy…” She muttered under her breath with a nervous smile. But she was nothing if not a performer, and she had done similar ‘distraction’ roles before in some of the rinky-dink heists she and her friends in Rhelasia used to pull.

But she couldn’t distract anyone in her superhero outfit. She needed a disguise. But how? Her pink eyes scanned the floor and she peeked around the corner. With the coast clear, she made her way…to the janitor’s closet!

As the roaming guard made their patrol, they would suddenly encounter the young pale woman with a cap and a baggy outfit on, pulling a cart of supplies in one hand and a mop in the other.

”Moppin’ floors, moppin’ floors, that’s what I’m getting pa-id fors.” She sang brightly, adding a croaky rasp to her voice and a hunch to her shoulders. Her head was down, her face mostly obscured.

The guard aimed his weapon at Pei, as if her mop and bucket were some sort of deadly weapons.
“What the hell are you doing…?” The question would have been obvious, but what kind of janitor would continue cleaning the building during a heist? He walked up to Pei with a scowl on his face.

“Do you want to end up like the rest of the people here?”

The guard kicked at the bucket, spreading dirty water all over the marble floors. It looked like there were a couple of people who managed to stay out of sight during their sweep of the floors.

”What’s that, sonny?” She croaked, still not looking up, hoping to use her hat to hide the youthfulness of her face. She cupped her ear in his direction. A lot of her hair was white, after all, she had hid a lot of the rainbow part under her cap.

”My hearing isn’t what it used to be!”

“Either get off this floor, or join the hostages downstairs! Understand?”

He really didn’t have time for this nonsense. There was something going on downstairs. Theo’s message was strange to say the least and he could swear he heard the muffled sounds of a distant explosion.

The guard was waiting for Pei to leave the area and he wasn’t being very patient. It would be less than a minute before he’d resort to violence.

Iceburn was nothing if not willing to take a hit for the team… but she wasn’t looking forward to it. At all. Nonetheless, she pushed forward. ”Hmmm? Oh yes, yes, I understand. Just fine, sonny. But, no, thank you. I’ll just clean this floor and move on, I don’t have any sausages.” She said. Hostages kind of sounded like sausages. That was what she was going with here. ”But if you’d like, you can come over for some homemade cake and iced cream!”

The stalling tactics could only take them so far and the guard was fed up. He grabbed Pei and pulled her away from the cleaning supplies with a rough tug on her left arm.
“I don’t think you’re getting my point….”

”Ooh!” Iceburn said, feigning alarm. She winced, preparing to take a hit, but fortunately, he saw fit to only tug her. Harshly, but, whatever. At the very least, he’s not the type of guy to beat up defenseless old ladies. Iceburn would go easy on him.

During a childhood of picking pockets and close up magic, Iceburn was an experienced student of distraction. It was a subtle thing. But while her arm was tucked, Iceburn stumbled forward, bring her other arm around behind her. All she need to do was tap the trigger of the gun, and leave a little mist behind. A little rock of ice stuck behind the trigger of the gun. If he ever tried to pull the trigger, it would get stuck. Iceburn pressed her lips together in anticipation, and waited for her leader’s mark to act.

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Meanwhile, within the cubicles, a hunter lurked in search of the hostages on this floor. He could still quite plainly hear his teammate’s interaction with the guard. While he appreciated that she was buying him time, he well understood that the time was quickly diminishing.

The small walled workspaces could be a maze if they hadn’t checked the floors above with similar layouts. Moreover, the young lion knew that the workers wouldn’t be crammed into one of these areas. Instead, he found his way to a corner where he could only assume to be a supervisor’s office.

Peeking around the corner just barely, he could see the hostage taker at the door. There was a bit of distance between the final cubicle and the office, enough so that if there was a wrong turn, their cover would be blown. Exhaling to steady his nerves, Kila put a hand up to his ear as he timed the man’s pacing pattern.

”Now!” His voice cut into the comms as he cut the distance toward his opponent. Just as the man turned his head to face fast-falling footsteps, a heavy shin came down on the back of his head to drop him.

The guard was knocked to the floor before he could pull the trigger on his sound gun. The kick to his head hurt and made him see stars. He squinted and could just about make out a moving shape in front of him. He pretended to have lost consciousness, staying still.

”Squad A, splinter off to the upper floors. Zatara remain in the lobby with the hostages, you are the most equipped for the unexpected. Be cautious Stormcaller, we don’t want—ugh!” His body fell to his hands and knees, as he suddenly felt his body shaking. His dark fading vision made contact with the man he had struck.

When Metamorph turned to communicate with his Team, the guard took the opportunity to quietly change the frequency of his weapon. He fired it at full capacity. The relatively small amount of distance made the effect of the weapon even more potent. The young lion felt waves of shooting pain through his body unlike anything he’d experienced before. Yet, while his ears rang, his exhaled breaths held animalistic snarling beneath.

Unexpectedly he stood up, his posture still somewhat shaky. Even more unexpectedly however, the Metamorph helmet fell to the ground in front of him. A red glow came from above the hostage taker.

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Iceburn had heard the command. She heard the command and looked up at the man that had her by the arm. At that point he would probably realize that she was seventeen and not seventy. Iceburn grinned apologetically for her deception and got to work. She stomped on the ground beneath his feet, and her Creation Mist sprayed and then solidified into a frictionless, slippery puddle of ice, just for him.

In order to escape, she twisted her her arm in his grasp and pulled it through the narrow gap in his thumb and fingers. In order to get said leverage she threw her shoulder into him. Normally it wouldn’t knock him over, he had height and weight on her. But with the ice puddle beneath him, Iceburn knew it would send him harshly onto his tailbone while she remained standing.

After that he pointed a gun and pulled the trigger- only to find it stuck. Grinning, Iceburn blasted the gun from his hands with a shard of ice, sending it scattering and ruined. After that, she crossed her arms over each other and blasted his ankles with ice, freezing them to the floor. Uncrossing the x of her hands she flattened him against the ground by freezing his arms tight and then attaching him to the floor. The ice was ice cold and uncomfortable, but it wouldn’t leave any lasting damage or hurt that much. She gave him only a moment to consider his predicament before tossing a snowball at his mouth that stuck there, silencing him. The whole thing would melt in a few hours.

Iceburn let the janitor’s outfit fall off of her.”Thwarted by the Incorrigible Iceburn!” She struck a heroic pose, fists against her hips. Then she started running. ”Justice always wins!”

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Iceburn burst into the room with the hostages in her full superheroic uniform. Bold colors, form fitting, with a cropped and sleeveless top with her logo on the back. Couldn’t be mistaken as anything else. Her open hands were misting and crackling with ice power, ready to go.

She wanted to see Metamorph standing victoriously over her opponent, already in the process of freeing the hostages.

What she got was different.

The guard was defeated all right- but he was laying on the ground with two broken arms. It was terribly violent, and she shuddered. The hostages were untouched- neither freed nor harmed. And perhaps worst of all, Metamorph was gone. The only thing left was his mask on the ground. Iceburn was never big on secret identities, but…that couldn’t be good.

”Metamorph?” She asked, walking into the room and making sure it was clear. First, she made sure the fallen sound gun was totally disabled by giving it a freezing blast. There was no way that guard was hurting anyone now. She was reluctant to look at him and see his arms.

Iceburn activated her communications device and radioed in. ”Metamorph? Metamorph, do you copy? Where’d you go, buddy?” She asked.

No response. Iceburn bit her lower lip.

Then she rushed over to the hostages, knelt down, and put on a convincing heroic smile.

”Hi, my name is Iceburn, and I guess I’ll be saving you today. ” She said.

”You all look right as rain to me, and that’s great to see.” Her smile was reassuring and bright.

”My friend, Metamorph, is a bit anti-social, but he’s got a good heart. Did any of you happen to see where he might have gone?” She asked, like she was asking for directions to the grocery store. No big deal. No reason to freak out.

One of the hostages answered in a shaky voice.
“I….I’m not sure where he went. He attacked the robber and…”

The woman was still rattled from the showdown between Metamorph and the robbers. She wasn’t sure who the good guys and the bad guys were anymore.

A man standing behind put his hand on her shoulder. He was remarkably calm and able to provide Pei with a more cohesive answer.

“I saw him leave the way he came, but I can’t be sure what floor he’s on now. I’m guessing he went after the rest of them. He did seem intent to…to take a violent approach. He didn’t harm any of us however….”

”That’s good, that’s good.” She said, her voice soothing for the benefit of the more panicked hostages. ”Thanks very muchly.”

She stood up and steepled her fingers, placing them thoughtfully against her lips. Placing her finger against her comms device again she said across all channels to her squads.

”A-squad, B-squad, this is Iceburn, of C-squad. I’ve got good news and bad news. The good news is, the hostages on this floor are safe.” She picked up the mask he wore and gazed upon it.

”The bad news is that Metamorph has gone, uh, AWOL? As in, have no idea where he is. And he apparently,” She pointed the mask knowingly at the man who had told her. ”Is approaching with violent intent. And I got a goon down here with two broken arms which seems like a little much. So. Yeah. For now I’m gonna guide these hostages out of here and…meet up with whoever’s closest?” She shrugged, voice raising an octave.

With her report given, she went to the hostages.

”Okay, everyone. Stay quiet and follow my lead. We’re getting outta here.” Her plan was to get them free of any patrols and then point them to the exit once it was safe enough.