Enhancermorphs

Richard "Luminere" Carver
Location: Room
Time: 8:35 AM
Mood: Still bored

He continued to write in his notepad for ideas, but was quickly running out of them. This one was a story idea. One of a boy who was gifted with different magical talents and his equally talented group of friends who encountered a whole slew of problems during a great war of light and darkness. Cheesy idea, but one nonetheless he tried to do. When he got to the mechanics of how this universe of his worked, things started to break down. Every time he thought of a new mechanic it quickly broke down and needed further explanation. He sighed with the amount of thought he was putting into this. He closed his notepad and stopped using his powers on the light in the room. Now he could actually see the clock in the room and noticed what time it was. He realized he would be extremely late for class if he actually decided to go today. He was reluctant to admit it but he needed to go because he was pretty sure the people were going to get fed up with him soon.

He ate his breakfast and thought of which class to join today. He thought about it. His powers required a lot of physics to it, but he was already good enough in math that he really didn't feel like going to a class he already knew enough in. Next up was biology and chemistry...which honestly didn't interest him in the slightest and he didn't go to a single one of those classes after his first day there. History was boring because why should he care about what some dead guy did and then pointlessly debate the actions he did? Next up was stealth ops, but to be honest his powers were already super stealth oriented that while the class did interest him he wasn't sure he wanted to go there. All that was left was combat training, which while he was lacking in the combat depot, he didn't want to risk running into certain muscle heads. He and the super brawn ones didn't really mix well. Well honestly he didn't mix well with nearly anyone, but them especially. So he ended up deciding to go to Stealth Ops. At worst he'd get reprimanded for being late and cutting, but he probably just take a late class.

He put on his usual suit and tied his tie on. Picking up his now yellow ball he started bouncing it on his way to class. He used his power to bend the light around him to make it seem like he was invisible, granted it made it hard for him to see where his ball was because not only could he not see his now invisible ball, but he couldn't see his own hand. Once he got to class he noticed basically everyone was already leaving except for one who the teacher was scolding. Rachel? Didn't see that one coming. He stopped his whole refracting business and said, "hey teach. Hey Rache."

 

Ryder 'Muscle' Sanders
Location: Combat Training
Time: 12:00
Mood: A little relaxed

"Ummmm you guys ok? I kind of got carried away in there, sorry." Ryder said to the fire and lightning welding students of the class that he punched across the room. While he loves his powers, he's always been afraid of losing control and seriously hurting someone, good or otherwise.
"Uh yeah we'll be fine." the fire using one said with a scared tone in his voice and a scared look on his face. The other one was just as frightened. Ryder hated being feared and being thought as just some meathead.
After class was over he went to the Plaza. He toke a seat on a bench and just watched everyone go about their day. He saw a few younger Enhancermorphs playing together and a few scientist running about, going to different parts of the Facility, nothing out of the ordinary.

 

(RESTARTING DAY 2)​

Day 2​

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Darcy "Ultimachinox" Tullepio, Elaine Vitrusio

Location: Battle Hall ​

Time: 7:00​

Mood: (Darcy) Anxious, (Elaine) Determined​

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Day 1/10​

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Darcy walked through the doors of the battle hall, sighing with relief. OmegaTech really was built like a city. He now found himself in the middle of a large arena. Hundereds of rows of steel chairs faced the center. The floor was covered with hard-packed earth, shaped by the tens of years of fighting in this arena. Betweent the seats and the Battle stage war 4 curved polls. Simulation Rods. Those things created any environment the user(s) wanted. High tech and expensive.​

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"Over here, new fish." Came a familiar snarky voice. Darcy turned and ducked just in time to see foot fly past his head. Darcy dropped down and spun with his foot. Elaine backflipped, then round-housed Darcy. He hit the steel covering of the stadium hard and he groaned. "Oh, take your tampon off, Darcy, you should have known that was coming." Elaine said smirking
There was some applause. Darcy looked up and saw an entire class of Enhancermorphs. Battle Training.
"Hmph." Said a girl, who wasn't applauding, "Look what the Ice Queen dragged in. Once a newbie, always a newbie. OmegaTech needs powerful fighters to protect us, not another soft mouth to feed. First that, and we also just witnessed his leader beat on him like a mule. Is that how leaders should act Elle?"
Elaine rounded on her. "Don't you dare address me in that manner, Banshee."
Banshee grunted. "Your not my superior. Johnny is. You kiss your mother with that mouth by the way??"

Elle began to crystalize. Darcy knew what he had to do. He slammed a fist on the wall. The metal responded almost instantly, forming around his hand to form a shield. "Knock it off, *****."
Banshee looked at Darcy with a mocking confused face. "Is that a challenge?"
"What do you think?"
The crowd gasped. No one stood against Banshee, accept for the leaders. Not even some of the reckless ones stood a chance. Banshee herself was surprised. But hey, a challenge was a challenge.

"Fine then." She said, "Anyone else want to take a stand to clean this half-wit's remains?"
Elaine walked and stood next to Darcy. "I'll help this half-wit clean you off the floor, if thats what its going to take."
Banshee smiled evilly. "Oh joy." She sneered

 

Poke
Location: Poke's Room
Time: Clock's still not there
Mood: "Well then..."

"Asdfghjkl." How Poke managed to make that noise was beyond anyone. Waking up before class, he kept flipping around in bed until he decided that he wasn't going back to sleep. So, he stretched until he heard his bones pop, then got out of bed. He put on his casual clothing, and looked up at the computer hanging on the screen from which his robot butler spoke from. Yawning, he asked, "What time is it..."
"Much earlier than 7 AM.""Tell you what, warn me when I gotta go to class. Think I'll go catch some birds in the VR pod." "As you wish." He walked over to the pod, then pressed a button on the side. He went inside, turned around, then closed his eyes, as he heard the pod close and felt its magic work. When he opened his eyes, he was in a white room, where he made mostly the settings of what he wanted to do inside VR. "Let's see...I'm in Steal Ops, so I'll train a bit. Give me a normal-difficulty stealth mission."

He felt himself fly through VR, until he ended up on a cliffside near a base that seemed high-security. It was night, and there were search lights. Lots of them. "Your mission. Infiltrate the base and obtain the briefcase. It is located on your radar." "Alright." He took out his circular radar, which marked the bases shape, his location, and a wave of beeps coming from an object deep inside. Putting it back inside, he smiled.

He slid down the cliff and ran towards the base, hiding behind a boulder, before peeking out. There were three guards guarding(Heheh)the main entrance, and a vehicle had just came in. One of the guards came to inspect it. He crawled his way to the wall, looking back now and then, before jumping over the wall. He hid behind an idle truck, and looked at his radar. He was getting closer.

"Let's have some fun."

 

Ryder 'Muscle' Sanders
Location: His room.
Time: Early morning.
Mood: Worried.

Ryder's weights clanking could be heard even outside his room. He was working out pretty furiously. It was due to this situation that they were in. He's confident in his and the team's abilities sure, but he doesn't believe they can emotionally handle this. "Damn it!" He yelled. He tossed the weights he was lifting into the wall, leaving a huge dint.
'I don't know what the prof wants from us. We can't take on an army alone.' he thought to himself. He rubbed his eyes and looked over at the clock. It was nearing time for class. "Guess I need to go for Combat training." Ryder said to himself. He put on his sleeve less grey shirt and went on to training.
He got to the battle just in time to see what was going on between Darcy and Banshee. "Now, now no need to argue your all very pretty. Maybe we should calm down before someone gets frost bite or their ear drums explode." Ryder said trying to defuse the situation. He didn't see the teacher anywhere near, so somebody had to make sure they didn't kill each other.

 

Darcy "Ultimachinox" Tullepio
Location: Battle Hall
Time: 7:05
Mood: Cocky

Day: 2/10

Darcy looked a Muscle. "Are you kidding me, Muscle?" Darcy said, "She just insulted your leader. An eye for an eye, as my book tells me!"
"Don't you mean an mouth for a fist?" Elle asked tartly.
"You shouldn't talk. you were the one that got 'iced'." Darcy shot back, "And aren't your supposed to be helping me??"
Elle pouted, finally shutting up.
"You done dealing with your friends, new fish?" Banshee asked tauntingly.
Darcy's answer was a fast movement of feet and a hard slam of his shield across Banshee's face, making her slide 20 feet away. Banshee rubbed her mouth, making it draw blood.
"You got anything smart to say now?" Darcy yelled.

At this point, it was evident to Banshee that Darcy really wasn't playing. And plus, that smash really hurt. Her mouth flexed outward into a medium-sized cone, kinda like a megaphone. At the ends of her mouth, revealed 8 canine teeth.
"Ah piss." Darcy muttered, eyes widening.
Banshee screamed. The scream became magnified as the sound waves reached Darcy and blew him off his feet. Anyone not affected by the attack covered there ears. After some of the dust settled, everyone saw that Darcy used his shield after he'd fallen. He stood, dusted himself off, then asked Banshee, "You kiss your mother with that mouth?"

Banshee let out another caterwaul. Darcy was ready, letting his shield absorb the blast. After that, Darcy willed his blade to turn into a metallic fist. He charged swinging the fist but hitting air. Banshee had side-stepped, and was preparing to break his ankle. Suddenly, ice materialized around Banshee's leg, which was about to be used to break Darcy's leg into splinters. Banshee immediately looked at Elle, who had her hand up.
"If I wanted for one of my teammates to get hurt, we wouldn't be having this conversation, skinhead." Elle said unnerving.

 

Ryder 'Muscle' Sanders
Location: Battle Hall
Time: 7:05
Mood: Annoyed

Darcy looked a Muscle. "Are you kidding me, Muscle?" Darcy said, "She just insulted your leader. An eye for an eye, as my book tells me!" Ryder glared at Darcy. "In case you don't know an eye for an eye makes the world go blind pup." Ryder was a little annoyed that he didn't defuse the situation. But he really didn't expect it would be done that easy, they are teenagers with superpowers after all.
He watched Darcy and Banshee go at it. He was a little impressed that the newbie could hold his own against a seasoned veteran like Banshee. He covered his ears due to Banshees attacks. He always found her powers a bit annoying, he was just glad he wasn't in her squad.
"I've had enough of this BS!" Ryder yelled. He then amped up and leaped between them, creating a shockwave that staggered anyone near him. "Are you guys done fighting like four year olds? Or do I need to lay the smackdown on all of you?!" Ryder yelled, while amped his voice was deeper and thunderous. His attention darted between all three of them. He was among the top fighters in the whole OmegaTech.

 

Darcy "Ultimachinox" Tullepio
Location: Battle Hall
Time: 7:15
Mood: Surprised

Day: 5/10

When Muscle created his shockwave, he was able to knock Darcy off his feet, causing his shield to fall off his arm and return to it's original bent state.
"Are you guys done fighting like four year olds? Or do I need to lay the smackdown on all of you?!" Muscle growled, his voice much deeper, but sounded like blades being dragged across stones.
Banshee immediately took the chance to catch Darcy off guard. She leaped over Muscle like a cat, snarling like an animal at Darcy. But before she landed on him, Darcy took a huge swing of his fist as it plowed again into Banshee's jaw. Without the steel.

Banshee tumbled through the air, completely unprepared for the change of pace, landing on the ground 5 feet away. Darcy soon realized that he was breathing too hard. He stood, and looked to the crowd. Everyone was staring at him, mumbling among themselves. Even Elaine had a raised eyebrow. Darcy looked around to the rest of the stadium. He saw some Enhancermorphs from the crowd went to the stands to watch the fight from a better view.

Suddenly, there was a high clapping. Darcy, Elle, Banshee, and the rest of the mob turned to see that their instructor had finally arrived. He looked to be in his mid 30s, but strangely well-muscled for his thin demeanor. He wore an open dark grey cloak with pinstripe tie and suspenders, and had a pair of rusty goggles. This man, was Thomas Shankman, one of the best inventors at OmegaTech, and the only one to be a DuoMorph, an Enhancermorph to be artificially administered two attributes and survive the after-effects. Still, everyone respected him.

"Bravo." He said, his voice light with enthusiasm, "Bravo. I think for now, you have won this fight, 'Ultimachinox'." He walked through the crowd, and he helped dust off, "But there were some things that weren't.....(how do you say it?) Lenient." He pointed to Muscle, "You, Mr. Sanders, misunderstand. Before entering a fight, you need to listen and analyze the situation before defusing the bomb. Otherwise, it goes haywire. You won't get any negative notions, but there is someone who does." He rounded on Banshee. "You, Ms. Lesterfall, are at fault. You insulted Sigma-B4's leader and it's newest recruit, and you did not accept surrender when Sanders split you and Tullepio up. For that, I order you to apologize to the three, or I face putting this on your group's personal file, because your behavior wasn't 'lenient'."

Banshee muttered something under her breath, and finally muttered loudly to Darcy, "Sorry."
Thomas then pulled a Radio Controller. "Alright everyone." He said, "Since I came very late, you are all dismissed and your grade isn't affected. However, today is your chance to boost you grade by a lot." He pressed a knob as one of the large doors of the Battle Hall opened. There was a metallic roar as a huge metal paw hit the dirt form under the shadows.

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"This is a mecanical android I built for the sake of battle." Thomas said as the mechanical beast walked over and gave a rumble that sounded a purr, "Basically you are supposed to fight this thing, but you can only detain it, not destroy it. If anyone chooses to accept this challenge I will double your point value for this class, if you succeed of course.. so! Who wants to do this challenge?"​

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CHOICE #1​

 

Allen's morning went off about how it usually did. He woke up a few minutes before his alarm was supposed to go off and went ahead and got up and dressed. Once that was all said and done, he soon left his room and headed towards class. Normally he would've gone to a more physical related class, but instead he chose to mix it up a little today and headed towards Stealth ops. For the class portion, he paid it little attention as his mind wandered on varying topics. Eventually to became time for them to head towards the training hall for the practical portion of Sheath ops. At least I get actually move around.

 

Ryder 'Muscle' Sanders
Location: Battle Hall
Time: 7:15
Mood: Annoyed

Ryder's eyes darted between Banshee and Darcy. Banshee leaped over Muscle like a cat, snarling like an animal at Darcy. Muscle tried to leap up and catch her, but she was too fast for him. But before she landed on him, Darcy took a huge swing of his fist as it plowed again into Banshee's jaw. Without the steel.

Banshee landed a good 5 feet away. "Here I thought I was the brawn of the group." Ryder muttered to himself. Ryder turned to the clapping just like everyone else. Ryder un-amped and stood at attention when he saw the instructor, Thomas Shankman. Everyone really respected him, that was probably due to him being the only DuoMorph. Although Ryder can't quite remember ever seeing him use his powers.

"Sorry Sir, I'll try to do better." Ryder replied before Banshee could. He wasn't even sure if he should be the one apologizing, it just kind of came out. Banshee muttered something under her breath, and finally muttered loudly to Darcy, "Sorry." Ryder was a little surprised that she apologized even if Shankman ordered her to.

Thomas then pulled a Radio Controller. "Alright everyone." He said, "Since I came very late, you are all dismissed and your grade isn't affected. However, today is your chance to boost you grade by a lot." He pressed a knob as one of the large doors of the Battle Hall opened. There was a metallic roar as a huge metal paw hit the dirt form under the shadows. Ryder glared at the shadows.

'That thing is badass!' Ryder thought to himself. "This is a mecanical android I built for the sake of battle." Thomas said as the mechanical beast walked over and gave a rumble that sounded a purr, "Basically you are supposed to fight this thing, but you can only detain it, not destroy it. If anyone chooses to accept this challenge I will double your point value for this class, if you succeed of course.. so! Who wants to do this challenge?" Ryder looked around at the others. "Count me in sir." Ryder stood forward.

 

(DAMN ****ING TIME ISSUES. RE-EDITING TIME SYSTEMS)

Darcy "Ultimachinox" Tullepio
Location: Battle Hall
Time: 7:15
Mood: Surprised

Day: 6/10

"Same here." Darcy chimed in, "Besides, I haven't gotten to have an actual class, sir."
Dr. Shankman smiled. He clicked his tongue. The beast immediately took a battle stance and growled. A slight 'whirrghing' sound was heard as the lion's shoulder plates opened as 2 dual rockets popped from the shoulders, aiming for the two. Darcy gulped, suddenly regretting his choice.

The rest of the students who wanted to go back to there dorms for break left, most of them including Elle. Strangely enough, Banshee was one of the students who stayed behind to watch. Darcy breathed in, as he thought of some way to stop the monster without destroying it or from destroying themselves, as they were the only two fighting.

"Muscle," Darcy said, "If you can block explosions while amped, and without hurting yourself, I suggest you amp." He grabbed the slab of metal that he was disarmed from as the metal morphed again, this time into a shoulder cannon. It's back piece slammed into the ground, grabbing a huge chunk of earth and hardening it. "I hold the machine long enough for you to try and bring it down physically."

 

Ryder 'Muscle' Sanders
Location: Battle Hall
Time: 7:16
Mood: Pumped

"Same here." Darcy chimed in, "Besides, I haven't gotten to have an actual class, sir." Ryder grinned. "Alright rookie."
Dr. Shankman smiled. He clicked his tongue. The beast immediately took a battle stance and growled. A slight 'whirrghing' sound was heard as the lion's shoulder plates opened as 2 dual rockets popped from the shoulders, aiming for the two. "Well that's just not fair."

Most of the students went back to there dorms, including Elle. But Banshee stayed to watch. 'Thanks for the vote of confidence oh fearless leader.' Ryder thought. He glanced over at Darcy. He was obviously trying to keep calm. Ryder was a little impressed that he didn't leave as soon as the rockets came out. "Well, this should be interesting."

"Muscle," Darcy said, "If you can block explosions while amped, and without hurting yourself, I suggest you amp." Ryder went ahead and amped. "Already ahead of you." Darcy grabbed the slab of metal that he was disarmed from as the metal morphed again, this time into a shoulder cannon. It's back piece slammed into the ground, grabbing a huge chunk of earth and hardening it. "I hold the machine long enough for you to try and bring it down physically." Ryder gave him a nod. "Remember Machinox, we can't destroy it. Only disable it." Ryder cracked his knuckles. "Alright kitty cat. Let's go."

 

Darcy "Ultimachinox" Tullepio
Location: Battle Hall
Time: 7:20
Mood: Concentrating

Day: 6/10

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The lion instantly fired off the rockets at Muscle's challenge, one of each rocket zeroing in on each target. Darcy fired his cannon, the projectile hitting the rocket just enough to force it off course. The cannon's back piece slammed the ground again, reloading the barrel. As soon as it loaded Darcy fired another time, now at the lion. It was still facing Muscle as the projectile hit it square on the rocket launcher, damaging it from the fire velocity and from the projectile shattering into millions of dirt. The lion immediately switched targets.​

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It turned in Darcy's direction, pulling out a new weapon, this time emanating from its mouth. Darcy heard a slight hum, and a strange thump being heard 3 time before Darcy could guess what the weapon was. It was a Vertical Laser, and it was aiming straight for him.​

"Well ain't that a load of shi-" Was all Darcy said before the weapon did 2 more thumps and it fired. A huge wall of energy spread from the weapon as Darcy break-rolled to the side, letting the laser hit the wall.​

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"Mind the language please!" Dr.Shankman asked. Darcy stood. How would OmegaTech be able to afford such a thing? Or maybe....​

The lion fired again, causing Darcy to backflip and to think. The Vertical Laser could only fire once more before needing to charge, but even then, there was a small time frame before it fired again. In this case...​

Darcy reloaded his cannon, and waited. The lion fired once again. Darcy pulled the trigger, and as soon as the dirt-bullet flew out of the barrel, Darcy rematerialized the blast shield. The dirt-ball hit its mark, compacting the blast in an explosion of soil. The blast, on the other hand, cracked like a mirror. ​

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A bit of dirt hit the inside of the Vertical Laser, causing it to short circuit and forcing the lion to charge Darcy.​

 

Ryder 'Muscle' Sanders
Location: Battle Hall
Time: 7:20
Mood: Pumped

The lion instantly fired off the rockets at Muscle's challenge, one of each rocket zeroing in on each target. Ryder waited until the rocket was arms length away. When it was close enough Ryder took one swipe from his massive right arm, sending the rocket flying into a wall in the stadium and it exploded. Darcy fired his cannon, the projectile hitting the rocket just enough to force it off course. "That all you got kitty cat?" Ryder smugly asked. Darcy's cannon's back piece slammed the ground again, reloading the barrel. As soon as it loaded Darcy fired another time, now at the lion. It was still facing Muscle as the projectile hit it square on the rocket launcher, damaging it from the fire velocity and from the projectile shattering into millions of dirt. The lion immediately switched targets.

It turned in Darcy's direction, pulling out a new weapon, this time emanating from its mouth. A slight hum and a strange thump could be heard from the cannon. "Well ain't that a load of shi-" Was all Darcy said before the weapon did 2 more thumps and it fired. A huge wall of energy spread from the weapon as Darcy break-rolled to the side, letting the laser hit the wall. Ryder leaped out of the way. "Oh come on! We don't fire lasers at you! So why do you feel the need to fire lasers at us!"

The lion fired again, causing Darcy to backflip and Ryder leaped out of the way as well. Darcy reloaded his cannon, and waited. The lion fired once again. Darcy pulled the trigger, and as soon as the dirt-bullet flew out of the barrel, Darcy rematerialized the blast shield. The dirt-ball hit its mark, compacting the blast in an explosion of soil. The blast, on the other hand, cracked like a mirror. A bit of dirt hit the inside of the Vertical Laser, causing it to short circuit and forcing the lion to charge Darcy.

"Oh no you don't!" Ryder yelled as he tackled the machine before it got to Darcy. "Let's see those pearly whites of yours!" Ryder forced the mechanical beasts jaws open. Ryder broke it's bottom jaw and tossed it a good 6 feet away. "Finish the main course before your dessert!" Ryder growled.

 

Darcy "Ultimachinox" Tullepio
Location: Battle Hall
Time: 7:25
Mood: Victorious

Day: 7/10

The lion let out a shriek as muscle pulled out it's bottom mouth piece, and clawed at him, slashing at his arms, trying to get free. Darcy decided to take the chance and fire his shoulder cannon again. The projectile flew, hitting it in the hindquarters, dislodging a small door that contained.....A FUEL CELL??!!! Darcy dropped his guard a little. All androids ran on electrical impulses and brains! Why in the world would a lion droid be running on a fuel cell?

At any rate, that would be able to work towards the goal. Darcy concentrated again, his shoulder cannon turning into an extendable arm.
"Muscle! Hold it down! I'm going for the kill!" Darcy shouted. The lion immediately began to struggle more under Muscle's strong grip. Darcy launched the mecha arm. It flew at the fuel cell, grabbing it, and with Darcy's strength, he yanked the fuel cell from it's container.

The lion instantly froze, not struggling against Muscle's strength, as it's eyes shut off. There was a descending hum, as the lion went limp. All systems went to immediate shutdown. The lion was detained.
"Bravo." Dr. Shankman said from the stands. There was some applause. Darcy saw that even Banshee clapping.
"I would also like that fuel cell back, if you don't mind." Dr. Shankman asked Darcy, "You and Sanders' grades have been raised. you also preformed an excellent example of teamwork and precision timing. You are now able to return to the Main District."