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You heard me.

A demon is following me. That's quite funny actually.

Enerjak was a jack full of energy, that's for sure. Hearing Runner on the intercom during his jump, Enerjak responded. "Speed is important in a fight, especially with your team. Acts as a good distraction. Anyway, I'm almost on the arm," Fifty yards. "Yes," Twenty yards. "Yes, YE--NO, NONONO YOU GIANT METAL SON OF A--" As if being grabbed didn't cause enough pain already, he had to be thrown right in to a building, and it hurt. Crashing right through in to the building, the roof collapsed, followed by the rest of the building, falling right on top of him.

But that wouldn't stop him. Even under tons of weight, he could still move. Charging his fist, he punched a hole through the rubble, and dragged himself out, gasping. "So...close..." He looked at the robot, and wiped his face to get rid of the dirt and dust. Getting up to his feet, he smirked, then started to laugh. "Hahah, if you think that's all you'll need to get me off of your arm, you're dead wrong." Laughing some more, he jumped on to the street, the remains of the building, and grinned. "Get a load of this!" He raised his arms, before they started to glow, turning brighter every passing second. After about a moment or so, he brought his hands down to the ground, the energy dispelling in to the earth, and yelled.

"IT'S RAINING ROCKS!" One by one, the rubble all shot towards the giant robot, aiming for multiple body parts. And as they did, Enerjak sped towards the back of the bot. Now behind it, he thrust his hands forward. A small, white sphere formed in front of his palms. The ball grew bigger and bigger, and as it did, it seemed to radiate more power, causing pieces of dust and rock to be blown away from it. "This is what my version of a Hadouken is!" The ball flew from his hands, leaving behind a white trail, towards the wires on the robot's right arm. Assuming that the robot was stupid enough to take the blast, the ball might be able to destroy, if not then weaken the wire. If it missed, then Enerjak would have to make another. But how many more could he make before his supply was gone, and when that happened, what could he do with just his fists? Oh well, leave that for later.

ANYWAY THANK YOU ALL SO MUCH ASDFGHJKL;'

"That is a gigantic son of a tin can." Having arrived, he saw the robot in it's entirety, and it was scary. They were definitely not going to have an easy time taking it down, but maybe they could distract it long enough for the Sanction to arrive? But Steel said that they were busy someplace else in the world, didn't he? Meaning that they might just have to be the ones to save the city. Oh well, atleast Enerjak would have a new challenge. He looked around for Runner, the only one that wasn't there yet. Would he be late? Nah, he couldn't be, he was named Runner for a reason after all. And at that moment, he had just noticed Runner back flip his way in to the alley. "Just in time. I was wondering when you'd get h--"

"Candi- I mean, Phantom here! Reporting as your newest Justice Allies Member."

At the unfamiliar voice, he quickly turned around, and right in front of him was a girl in a...unique costume. What really freaked him out was the fact that she was definitely not there before. Did she also mention newest member? "How the heck did you..." He was interrupted by Apostle's strange introduction. He grinned, thinking that he had some feelings for the new girl. Once the job was done, he would have some fun teasing him.

"I want to get close to that thing and cut those wires. Unless someone else has a better idea."

"Nope, sounds like a good idea to m--Oh great, it's throwing cars around. Bye guys!" He jumped on to a nearby building wall, and kicked off to the other side, and repeated this pattern, wall jumping to the top. The car was just about to make contact with the building. Knowing he wouldn't get there without boosting, he quickly charged his energy in to his legs. "C'mon, c'mon..." He launched himself towards the car, and grabbed it by the front, then landed, skidding to a stop. Letting go, he looked back, and the car didn't look in good shape. The wheels were flattened, and he saw his hand mark on the hood. "...Well, better some than none." He changed focus to the robot, and looked for the wires. He found them, and in multiple places. But which ones to attack? "Eenee meenee...Arm!" He climbed back on to the roof of the building, and prepared himself to launch straight at the wire. "Going to go for the right arm's wires." He let his teammates know, so they wouldn't get in the way, or know where he was incase he was needed.

This time, he charged his entire form, just in case. Shining, he smirked. "You got this...Jump at a giant robot, what's the worst that could happen? GERONIMO!" He jumped towards the right arm of the robot, hoping that he wouldn't get slapped as a response.

He looked around, trying to find some objects he could use to make a safe pile when he heard Berial's comment. And today's unlucky winner in Piss Off Poke and get Sliced to Death is Berial! Without a second thought, he unsheathed one of his swords and pointed it at Berial. He was already in a terrible mood thanks to seeing a dead student, but being scoffed at and put down just made him angry. And by angry I mean Hulk angry. Consumed with rage and resent, he was going to brutally slice the guy apart without sparing a single thought when he froze, hearing Rogan speak.

"I agree that it might not be the best plan, but there's no need to be rude about it. If we're going to get out of this alive, we're going to need to rely on each other, all of us."

He sighed, trying to control himself. He was grateful to Rogan for helping him, but that relying on each other thing? Sorry, but he had to stamp the big N on that most definitely helpful tip. And then, he heard a voice. He recognized it as the same voice that helped them earlier by casting the spell.

"Must I do everything for you children?"

He looked around, trying to find the source, but just like last time, the voice came from...Everywhere, really. So instead of finding where the voice came from, he looked to see what was different. His first instinct was at the hole in the roof, and he was right to look there. He found a ladder fall down. "Huh...Thanks, Mighty Gandalf the Grey...Or in this case, white." That's right, he broke the wall.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Kendric testing the ladder, and seeming to deem it safe, start to climb it. Taking one last look at Berial, he gave him a scowl. "Careful with what you say. It's clear that's not your strong suit." He put his sword back in to it's scabbard and walked towards the ladder, and called up to Kendric as a reply to his suggestion of group chatting later, "You're the boss~." He took one last look around the room, and noticed something. The entrances were gone. Did they get covered? How didn't he notice before? Well, it was good news, 'cause that meant that the four muske-jerks had one more obstacle in their way. Smirking at the thought, he climbed up the ladder, eager to get out of the danger zone.

five .

Curious, is there something like a skype group for this roleplay?

I believe I can fly .

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seventeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeen

Poke had finished watching others, so he decided to inspect his scabbards. Sitting down, he looked at them, and saw how clean they were, despite all the dust accumulating in other parts of the room. Maybe magic was keeping the dust bunnies away from the scabbards? He made a mental note to experiment with them later, but that would probably be much, much later, seeing that they were in a pretty bad situation. He wasn't a fool, they were outmatched. No matter how much students there were, four teachers that were much more experienced than they were in magic could easily beat the odds, and murder them all. And speaking of murder...

"I can't find Abi, Have you seen her?"

Uh oh. That didn't sound good. Abi...She was one of his classmates in Monster Anatomy. He quickly got up and looked around. No sight of her. That must mean she was still in the tunnel. He made to walk over to one, to call for her. Maybe she was nearby and could hear her way in to this room? It was worth a try. Just as he reached one of the tunnels, he heard two bangs.

BANG BANG!

He froze. Those noises came from the tunnel in front of him. "No..." He ran. He went towards the source of the noise, desperate that one of the group had just been killed. He stopped, and heard quite clearly,

"This is your fault Nadine! You just had to blabber on didn’t you? And now they have the stone, this is not acceptable, would it have killed any of you to try and stop the students from running away?”

He was standing near the edge of a corner, his heart beating rapidly. He was sure of it, they were right near him. He took a quick peek, saw the teachers, and someone on the floor, someone that looked quite like--

NO! He wanted to kill them, to get revenge for what they did to Abi. But he had to get himself under control. He could maybe hurt one, but the others would react faster than he could finish one off. Tears fell from his eyes, and he tried to rubb them away, but they wouldn't stop. He turned back, and left Abi, a classmate that had been killed at such a young age. Unfortunately, he didn't realize that his tears would create a faint trail leading towards their room. Good job, Poke! You and your stupid antics.

When he came back, his face was red, and he was breathing heavily. The sight traumatized him, and would probably scar him for life. She didn't do anything to deserve this.

"They're progressing through the tunnels! We have to move!"

He snapped back to reality. Right, an escape route. He quickly ran towards the center hole, and looked up again, this time squinting to avoid the light from burning his eyes. He stepped back, and looked around. It was a stupid idea, but what else could they do? The spell wore off, and the mysterious voice wasn't there to help them...Yet? He didn't know, and he wasn't going to stand and wait.

"We could try and climb the hole. Maybe pile up some old weapons, climb ourselves out, help each other up? It looks long and dangerous, but it's the best we got." He noticed Alayah nearby, and his voice got stuck in his throat. They must have been friends, her and Abi. "Alayah, Abi's..." He didn't want to finish the sentence, hoping that Alayah got the message. Not yet would he speak his words. There was a chance of escape, however ridiculous it seemed, and he had to focus.

seventeen hnnngh yes

15 yes yes yes​

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The age of teenturity