Heroic Sanction - A Superhero RP

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

Shadow raised his eye brow hearing this, two new members in one day. That was certainly something. ​

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"This is Phantom. She'll be joining you. Don't let me keep you all from fighting now. Go and save the day! Good luck!"​

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Oh well, having a new member would probably make their job easier. Depending on what her powers were that is. IT had to be something useful if she was chosen to be a part of their team after all. ​

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

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It sounded like a good idea to him, the only problem was actually getting up close to it. They'd probably seem like flies to the giant robot, which could mean that it'll swat them away if given the chance to do so. For this plan to work, restricting it's movement would have to be first. "It'll be easier if we can slow down it's movements first." He said, voicing his opinion. When Phantom gave them small demonstration of her power, he was slightly surprised by it. From what he could see, it was actually similar to his, in the sense that they both used something to conjure weapon. Apparently smoke was what she used. ​

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"I know it looks like a toy, but this really packs a punch I promise!"​

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"I'll take your word for it." Holding his hand, he formed himself a short sword out of his own shadow. The blade was pure black while the guard and hilt was a sliver-ish color. "Okay, now how to get to the stop it's movements."​

 

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"Woah." Spirit muttered as she gazed up at what they had to now fight. She was one of the first on the scene but she did not rush into the battle, that was not her role, her job in the team was to protect and heal the injured. Which given the size of the robot, she did not expect it to be long until she had plenty to do. She stayed at a safe distance for the time being but found a place where she had a good view of the action so she could see where she was needed and be there fast. She stayed visible for the time being, she was out of the way and not in any immediate danger, relatively speaking, so there was no point in wasting her energy hiding.

Although her attention was brought to their new member, another new member?? They sure picked up people fast, if they kept expanding at this rate there would be millions of them in no time. However, against a foe such as this one, more help had to be a good thing. She watched their new member, she certainly had an interesting costume and Phantom? Another ghosty name like hers but she found it funny to find the girl had completely different powers yet still appropriate for the name. Spirit couldn't help but grin as she watched the new girl, they were almost more hyper than her and it looked like used in the right way, her powers could become very handy. "I like this one! Can we keep her?" She spoke up, laughing but at the same time readied her body on her hoverboard. Several people were drawing close to the massive machine to get to the wires, it was only a matter of time before it attacked one or all of them and she'd be able to see where she was needed.

 

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"Should we do introductions again? I kind of want to do introductions again. Do we have time for introductions?" Runner said quickly and nervously as he looked at Phantom in a similar way as Apostle before flashing a look to Aerodaemon and Spirit. If Dragonness wasn't scaly...hell, he even flashed a look at Alice. Circuits and battery aside, she was also kind of h0-

"...We probably don't have time for introductions," he said, slightly dejected. Making a mental note to figure out the guy-to-girl ratio on team later, as well as to question the tactics of throwing new members at them without warning, Runner turned to the allies. Before he moved, he looked back at Phantom. "Erm, Runner," he said, pointing to the large R on his chest. Then, without warning, he leapt forward towards the wall of one of the buildings around them and bounced off, shooting himself towards the street. As Enerjak caught a car that would have crushed Runner, the traceur turned to look at the robo-"Holy crap. I do not remember agreeing to fighting a Megazord..." As everyone scattered, the image of Enerjak catching a car flashed through his mind before the image of Shadow conjuring a sword, Phantom turning into smoke and conjuring a large hammer, Alice's arm changing into weapons, and Dragonness's....well, dragonness also followed. Runner's body tensed while he craned his neck to stare at the robot. "I'm feeling a little outclassed here, guys," he spoke into his intercom. "Um...if you didn't know, all I can do is make running look cool...and jump high. Not sure what I can do against a freakin' Gundam."

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At Mechaman's secret location:​

"Who in the living hell is that?!" The erratic figure known as Mechaman stared through the Tanker's cameras as a small figure clad in yellow tights with a black cape and hood somehow caught the car that the Tanker had thrown. "Is that...is that a kid? Damn it to hell!" He jumped in his seat, banging his fists onto the table. Mechaman didn't recall ever seeing the person, but he was obviously some junior superhero wannabe. Moving the view, Mechaman noticed another person, this time unmasked, approach. Though unmasked, he was wearing some kind of cloak...and was facing the Tanker MK II instead of running. Clearly, another 'hero.' Before long, a masked person in red and white tights, as well as a leather jacket ran into the scene...then a young woman in a tight dress, half her face covered appeared out of nowhere. Wait...that girl seemed familiar. Doesn't matter. She was in the way. They were all in the way! "More pop up every single day! Mess with the Mechaman, will ya? Am I not good enough for the Sanction? I get these...nobodies? Who the hell are you supposed to be anyway!?" He demanded, ignoring the fact that they couldn't hear him.​

Without warning, the yellow and black costumed hero flew towards the Tanker. Behind him, the girl in the dress threw something towards the Tanker before somehow boosting the speed. Two quick key presses and the Tanker grabbed the yellow hero (Enerjak) mid-air, blasted the girl's weapons with a shoulder-mounted laser cannon, and lunged Enerjak towards a building with unexpected speed. "The Tanker MK II is made to against the Sanction," Mechaman grinned in his temporary lair as he sat back down. "You nobodies think you can make a dent? I'm ready for the real deal. Not you losers." He laughed. Granted, he was originally worried when Enerjak caught the car, but who the hell was Enerjak anyway?​

 

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.

 

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Ze Operator​

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Location: AEGIS Headquarters​

Mood: Normal​

Objective: N/A​

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Axel had been tinkering on his newest device. He was in his living quarters, fresh from a previous mission, having to take down a bunch of guys robbing a nearby bank, one of them being a Beyonder who's able to shape-shift. Smart, but not smart enough when you have a good memory, and able to move through wormholes while speeding up actions. The Beyonder was now in a cell at AEGIS, being given a constant sedative in order not to shape-shift.​

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Axel let out a sigh, but it sounded like a monster breathing out. He hadn't heard his own voice in an entire year, and he had no intention of speaking. He shut himself up for an unknown reason after he snapped, but yet, he still wishes that he could talk. But now, he could probably make that work, being able to speak without the use of his voice. He was building what he called a Neural Speaker, a handicap device that measures brainwaves and translates them to speech, via the Comm Unit. The other soldiers did say that he needed to communicate with them to know what input he could output, rather than charging in on his own and taking out the target. Axel does listen to his briefing, but as he replies through Sticky-Notes, soldiers say that his behavior as "apathetic", not relying on teamwork to do his job. But at least he gets the job done. That's one of the reasons that he was recruited, the other reason being that he was a Beyonder himself, though the media were quiet to the involvement of AEGIS.​

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Axel put down the screwdriver that he was using. He needed more scraps, but AEGIS didn't know that he was building an undocumented device, making it illegal. Maybe on his next mission, he could pass by a local scrapyard and grab a few components. He shrugged as he lay on his bed. But just as he was about to close his eyes to take a nap, his computer let out an alert signal. Axel got up and checked the computer.​

"Command is sending incoming message." The computer said, monotonous. Axel pressed a few keys, letting the message go through.​

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The message was actually a briefing on a new mission, one that requires him to utilize his abilities, which were rarely needed in the line of work the soldiers were given. It specified of a machine terrorizing the Lower District, as he called it, and required him to suit up. Time for him to finally come out from the cold. He got up from his computer and searched his wardrobe, pulling out a flaming hoodie. He removed his glasses and replaced them with contacts, put black, reflective film over his eyes, and a mask over the rest. As he shoved his hands in exercise gloves, he thought of his objectives, one of them being to take down the machine, the other his to repair buildings done by collateral damage using his abilities.​

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As he hefted his pack and equipment, finally ready to go, he looked out the window of his room, and concentrated. A wormhole opened up around him, and he was outside his window, in the courtyard. A nearby camera focused on him. He began to run to a nearby fence, and he suddenly sped up, wormholing through the fence and took off toward the city.​

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Ze Operator wormholed and sped through oncoming traffic, occasional leaping through tall buildings, or rampaging through traffic.​

He stops on top of a building, at least 45 feet above his target. Apparently, he wasn't the only one who's after the machine. AEGIS had sent a few new recruits after it, attacking it again and again. He kneeled, watching the them. One of the recruits was utilizing spheres of energy, but as Operator watched, the recruit was tiring easily. Another one was using..smoke? Nifty. His abilities were somewhat related to hers, except the fact that she used the smoke to travel. All in all, he kneeled there, waiting for the right moment to intervene​

 

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Dragoness Looked up at the mechanical behemoth from her position. It was huge.​

The team was still forming and they were already being called to take on such an enemy. It was an extreme situation, but the young Dragon Heroine kept her calm. She'd been trained for this moment and for many more moments to come after this. This team had been formed for this. They weren't the Sanction, sure, but the Allies were going to do good in the world. They were going to help make a difference. This was... the start.The timing was good too it seems as another new arrival joined their ranks. Dragoness had almost forgotten that her father had been intending to contact someone else to add to the Allies' range of talents. Between them all, and this new arrival who called herself 'Phantom'. ...They were good to go."Focus everyone. Let's show the world just who we are. The Justice Allies!"​

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And so they were off, some literally to a flying start.​

The references her team threw about caught her attention, more specifically the fact that she recognized all of them. One of the ways her father had trained her believe it or not had been through the use of comic books, anime and manga and other types of media. ... Apparently the real world wasn't as different to the articles of fiction after all, and yep. This proved it.​

"They say 'Chicks dig giant robots' right? Well, I'm no chick. I'm a Dragon, and I think it's time to show this tin-can it stands no chance against the likes of my kin." Dragoness crouched low, extending her claws out and sparking with violent surges of electricity. She released the tension in her strong legs and let out a spark of electrical energy to power her launching jump and propel her towards the giant robot.​

The thought had already crossed Dragoness's keen mind. The Allies were unknown right now. That meant this robot had been built with the Sanction in mind. ...That just simply meant one thing. No,they were not doomed. It just meant that beating this thing would truly show the world that the they were ready for the big leagues.​

 

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Ze Operator​

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Location: Lower District
Mood: Observant/Bored
Objective: Analyze situation/ Take down the machine/ Repair any collateral damage

Fascinating. A female-dragon hybrid? Operator smirked under his smiling mask. And to think he was going to be fighting alongside a bunch predictable Beyonders. No, this was incredibly different. He might actually like this group of individuals. They were making a few slight mistakes though. By attacking directly, they make themselves vulnerable to nearby collateral damage of thrown cars, and that in order for them to take it down, they would either need someone immensely strong, or attack the thing from behind.

Operator let out a "hmph" as he pulled two small frisbee discs. He spun them on both fingers, then threw one of them in the air, past the target's head. The disc made an eclipse-like maneuver, as blades sprung from inside it, giving it more weight as it flew backwards toward the target and slamming right into it's chest. Operator tsked as he threw the second disc at the space between the machine's legs. The blades from this frisbee sprung immediately, and Operator opened a wormhole before the weapon hit the ground. As the frisbee entered the entrance wormhole, Operator opened the exit wormhole to the building on his left, letting the frisbee fly out and hitting the machine's left cheek.

Ze Operator then closed off all remaining wormholes, and opened two wormholes that ate up the two embedded frisbees, and as they closed off, two exit wormholes dropped both frisbees in Operator's hands, the fribees' blades retracted. He had threw two warning shots. He was getting incredible bored already just by watching the others fight, while he couldn't.

 

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"Says the dragon girl and super-14 year old," Runner mumbled as the others attacked the robot. As he watched, he wondered what his first action should be. Just then, he noticed the laser-cannon-gun-shooting thingy on the robot's shoulder turn and fire a laser. "HolymotherofJesus!" He yelled, diving to the side as the asphalt that he was standing on moments ago smoked from the laser. Runner's body hit the street, rolled, and he leapt onto a parked car. 'Guess it's not going to let me stand here and plan this out...' He figured, deciding to keep moving. A moving target's harder to hit, right? "Got it!" Of course, that was it! He wasn't a powerhouse...he had to deal with that. However, he was probably the most mobile. So that was it: distract the giant robot so the real powerhouses could take it do-"Yikes!" He jumped back just as another laser hit the car that he was standing on, causing to explode. The explosion was small, but the blast was enough to push Runner away, causing the young hero to hit the sidewalk and roll away. "Alright, Jackie. We just went over this," he sighed, crouching down, "it's not going to let you sit here and think." While crouched, he reached up and grabbed one of his frisbees from its resting spot on his sleeve. He activated his comm-link and told the others, "Guys! If someone can back me up...I can keep it focused on me while everyone else takes it down!"

With that, Runner ran into the street, stopping directly in front of the giant robot. "Hey!" He yelled, waving his arms with frisbee in hand. "Your mama was so loose, the Decepticons ran a train on her! Get it? Train!"

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At Mechaman's secret location:​

"Minor damage to outer shell. Source of damage undetermined."​

Mechaman spoke to himself as he typed commands into the keyboard as another screen fed him information. "Impact from debris unavoidable. Minor damage expected..." His brain worked like a machine, allowing him focus on the more important things. "So...direct energy from shoulder cannon into shield," he told the Tanker MK II as he made it to do as he wished, "and focus on the bigger fish!" He turned to see the yellow-and-black clad boy from earlier fire a ball of energy towards him...only for the Tanker to raise its foot quickly, kicking the energyball and dispersing it in an explosion of smoke. "Damage minor...would have been worse if I didn't just power up the shield," Mechaman smirked as the Tanker was barely harmed from all of Enerjak's attack. "Now for lizard-girl."​

However, as he turned to find her, he noticed the red-and-white hero with the leather jacket yelling insults at his robot..."Your mama jokes? Really? What are we in high school!?" He laughed slightly before a quick memory of a young boy being bullied by an older boy flashed into his head. "Fine...you die first," he growled as he focused the Tanker's shoulder cannon onto Runner.​

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"Thank you for meeting me, Mr. Kane," the gray-haired AEGIS agent said. The scene was an alleyway, roughly a mile away from where the Justice Allies were fighting the Tanker MK II. The speaking agent was an elderly man, probably in his late 50s. He was tall and slender, but the arch in his back, his fully gray hair, and the number of wrinkles in his face gave his age away. It was the first time that this specific agent has met Trey Kane, codenamed Archer, but the all-black wearing assassin didn't intimidate him. However, he was used to much more colorful characters. The agent smiled and held up badge that flipped open, revealing an authentic AEGIS badge and ID. "As you know, the Justice Allies are a very important...venture for AEGIS. However, it seems that the final roster isn't exactly the approved roster. Management is, of course, miffed about it, for lack of a better term. You know how those old men can be, it's all procedure and budget with them. Anyways, guess who was just chosen to join the Allies?" The agent smiled as he pointed at Archer and mouthed the word 'you.' "But before you go in, arrows blazing, we have information for you."​

 

"Thank you for meeting me, Mr. Kane," the gray-haired AEGIS agent said. "Of course sir." Tray said in a calm voice. Tray hadn't been in AEGIS for a while now he still finds himself working with beyonders a little unsettling. Not that he was racist against beyonders, he just felt a little useless since he doesn't have any powers. And he still wasn't used to working with other people in general because he was always working alone when he was with Olympus. Olympus for those who don't know, which is just about everybody without high AEGIS clearance, is a league of the world's top assassins. But that was a long time ago and save war stories for another time.
"As you know, the Justice Allies are a very important...venture for AEGIS. However, it seems that the final roster isn't exactly the approved roster. Management is, of course, miffed about it, for lack of a better term. You know how those old men can be, it's all procedure and budget with them. Anyways, guess who was just chosen to join the Allies?" The agent smiled as he pointed at Archer and mouthed the word 'you.' "Me?!" Tray asked. "I'm honored sir, but me? I don't have any powers what use could I be? Besides if you need one of the few heroes who doesn't have powers save an entire team of beyonders, what's that say about the team?" Tray was a little uncomfortable with the idea of being the only member of the team without powers.
"But before you go in, arrows blazing, we have information for you." "Ok sir, I've got no choice so Let's get started."

 

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Location: Lower District​

Mood: Observant/Serious​

Objective: Take down the machine/Repair any collateral damage​

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"Guys! If someone can back me up...I can keep it focused on me while everyone else takes it down!"​

Operator heard a voice through the comm system attached to one of his ears. Focus on him? Operator thought that he was the distraction. Ah well, if the guys wants to risk killing himself, that was fine. Operator soon saw a reddish-blur moving in and around the bot, causing confusion. It was time to move in.​

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Ze Operator began to run in a circle around the roof. He willed his movement to speed up and he became a blur. He knew that he shouldn't speed himself too fast, otherwise, his biological clock would also be affected. As soon as he was fast enough, he willed an exit wormhole to open not far down the street from where the bot was standing. The wormhole directed towards the mounted gun on the shoulder of the bot. Operator thought that if he sped up and hit the gun with his legs, the amount of velocity plus the amount of his own weight would increase the amount of force that would output to take out the gun. The attack probably would probably break the gun long enough to immobilize the bot, maybe indefinitely.​

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With that thought secured, Operator finally opened the entrance wormhole and streaked in, coming out of the previously-opened wormhole. He barrel-rolled through the air, sticking his legs out as his both of his feet connected with the gun's stem. The force was enough to break at least 7 bones in both of Operator's feet, and both of his ankles. But the force was enough to break the gun. The impact of the attack made both the entire weight of Tanker and Operator's impetus cancel out, causing Operator to fly backward, and Tanker skid backward with his shoulder hitting and lodging inside one of the buildings. Operator righted himself and landed with one hand on the ground and his skidding, broken feet. The pain was so excruciating that Operator's own body actually begun repairing itself with a subconscious time-reversal. As he felt his bones break once again back into place with a time reversion, making him wince, he saw that the bot was getting back up. ​

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"You have got to be kidding." Operator thought indignantly, "That attack was supposed to make that thing stay down for at least 3 minutes, if not 5! This bot must have been made by lighter materials. At least the shoulder mount is disabled." Operator looked at the mounted gun. It looked like it was glitching, as if Tanker couldn't aim it right. It would probably wouldn't fire right after that. Operator turned and pointed at the guy in the red jumpsuit, pointed at the rest of the group, then pointed at the Tanker, who was about to attack again. Operator turned back to Tanker again and then slipped a hand on the hilt of his Zweihander and pulled as he slipped the blade into his hand. He held it in his right hand, pulling it right up to right ear, and and held out his left palm, going into his battle stance. Time to take down this tin-top.​

 

Meanwhile in a building near the conflict, the sound of hurried footsteps echoed through the stairwell as the totally average citizen that is Dr. Miles Manners Thomas rushed to the top of the stairs with a small briefcase in hand. Of course, ducking through the alley to avoid the giant killer robot was one thing but when some superheroes showed up to the scene? He just had to go back. Getting to the top of the stair he opened a door that lead to the roof of the building, walked over to the edge and watched the on going battle.

"I hope I haven't missed anything," he said to himself as he watched what appeared to be a young man casting what seem to be a magic spell at the hulking death machine. He deemed that he didn't miss anything to much as he saw the rest of the heroes do there work.

"This should be interesting," he said as the battle raged on below.

 

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Candice looked up at the ginormous robot as the rest of her team was off to a start after a hasty introduction - where she mostly giggled and smiled at them all. She was incredibly happy and thankful that they had welcomed her so easily because she actually wasn't much of the type to do that. Maybe she should be... she was kind of a brat - annoying, but mostly excited about everything. Her energy was always high, but if it wasn't, then it really wasn't. Luckily now, it was! However, being new to all this fighting and teamwork, she didn't exactly know how to go about.

She stood there and watched for a moment, before her eyes widened at the call from one of her team mates. She immediately looked over for the voice, it was that guy. The R on his get up! Runner! It was Runner!

That was her cue! Her expression changed into a happy smirk as she jumped up into the air, her body transforming into her purple haze. The smoke traveled upward, meeting at eye-level with the tanker, but before she could advance towards it, a wormhole appeared by the robot. What? When did that get over there? In complete confusion, she reverted half of her body back to normal, keeping her limbs from the hips down from under her hoodie in the purple haze to keep her up in the air. She blinked as she watched a young boy in a flaming hoodie and a mask appear then quite literally jumped into the air with a little flip and hit the robot with his feet and the robot stumbled. She gasped out - how was that even possible? Who was this guy? He wasn't from earlier. That guy was that strong? Was he part of the team? More importantly... he just stole her opportunity to get in on the action!! That wasn't fair! The older teenager huffed and pouted, crossing her arms over her chest. That was her shot and he came out of nowhere and got it! Whoever this kid was, she wasn't about to go friendly on him.

Suddenly, the robot began to get up. Oh? Heh, looks like that kid wasn't so amazing after all. A smirk clearly reappeared on her face, as her bright blue eyes were filled with delight. Now, this was her time. Yup. With a blink of an eye, her entire body turned into the purple smoke and she zoomed forward. Only a blurr of purple made her out from the sky.

Another perk for having smoke powers were that when she was in that state, things would literally phase through her. So when sudden bright golden lights erupted somewhere behind her, she easily dodged it. Still in her smoke form, she looked back to see the lights came from Apostle, who was now in the ground. Yipes! He didn't look so good, but when she turned to look at the tanker ahead it looked like the wires were snapping. That was his intention all along, good thing it worked! She smiled. This just granted her more of an opportunity, as the robot was busy worrying with that she could easily rush in and surprise attack!

Quickly, she zoomed forwards as the last bits from Apostle's magic sped through the air. She immediately reappears in front of the tanker's... face (Well, face if that's what she was going to call it), with again, only half of her body reverted to keep her up in the air. She grins at it, waving excitedly. "Hi there! I'm new! So here's my little, um, let's call it a welcoming surprise." she said with a small giggle at the end and a cute smile. She completely transformed into smoke again, quickly moving towards the gun that pointed to her teammates. In a second, she reverted to herself again, now using some smoke surrounding herself to keep her in the air. She reappeared with her huge orange hammer in her hand and swung at it with all of her might.

'Heh, told you it packs a punch!' she thought cheekily as the gun, probably with the help of the earlier blast from the kid before, was now immobilized. The tanker even took a step back from her hit (just a step though). She grinned at her victory, turning her back at the robot and to her team, pumping her fist into the air with a loud cheer. "Aha! I did it! Wowie! I did something! Oh my, what a rush!" she giggled happily, becoming oblivious to everything else.

 

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Location: Lower District
Mood: Observant/Serious
Objective: Take down the machine/Repair any collateral damage

Operator saw the bursts of light attack the bot, making it stumble, as well as little Ms. Phantom move in to mess up the glitchy mounted gun. Operator lowered the Zweihander, and looked back at the individual who fired the light burst. Operator felt a strong power emanating from him, but it was weak. He would need to worry about that guy later. Although, he could possibly use a diversion on nearby debris.

Operator looked and saw a car, toppled by the Tanker. He went over, and put his hand on it. He gave a delayed time reversion to the vehicle and stepped back as it suddenly flew backward, as if time was reversing itself (It actually was, but for that car alone.) and it landed right next to Tanker's foot, repairing itself.

The Tanker moved the foot, and stumbled over the car, slamming one hand to the ground to break the fall. But it wasn't near dead yet. Ze Operator suddenly moved, slashing his Zweihander blade with inhuman speed, courtesy of a time speed up, revealing some circuits. What the heck was it going to take to take this thing down?

 

"Says the dragon girl and super-14 year old,"

"...Super-14 year old?" Something about that stirred a memory in his head. A gaping hole in the back of his mind, waiting to be filled. It was right on the tip of his tongue, but what was it? He finally remembered. "Hey...It's my--Whoops, there goes that plan." He said, watching the energy ball simply be Falcon Kicked. He pouted, then had a strange thought that kicked the old one right out of his head. "Falcon kick...Maybe I can--Whoa, holy mother of--" His thought was dismissed when a wormhole opened, and out came-- "Who in the name of Stan Lee is THAT?" The guy managed to damage the gun, and probably hurt himself doing it, all by just giving it a Falcon Kick of his own. And then he took out a sword! "Damn, this guy's got skills." He said, feeling slightly jealous. Yeah, that's right, just come flying in with a dynamic entry, and all I do is just shoot shiny balls and rocks at it.

He felt even worse when Apostle manage to shoot out magic waves at the mech, and for the wires. And then Phantom just bonked the mech like it was nothing! Looked like Enerjak had some catching up in training to do. He activated his comm link, and congratulated everyone. "You guys are really good at this." When he looked back at the mech, he saw it kick away the new hero. "That thing really likes kicking...Legs...Kick..." His thoughts from before were coming back to him. "Legs...Size is big..." He smirked, then jumped on to another roof top. He spoke in to his comm link. "Guys, I'm about to make an earth quake and shake up Megatron, maybe even topple him over. After all, the bigger they are, the harder they fall, am I right?" He jumped off the roof, went in to a nose dive, and felt power collect in to his feet.

"FALCON KICK!" He spinned in mid-air just in time to land on his feet, which created a shockwave that rocked buildings and streets(Oops, there goes a lamp post and some traffic lights). It took a massive amount of strength and energy to do that, but it was worth it. The ground cracked from beneath his feet, and there was a white glow coming from it as it somehow moved towards the mech's feet, growing in size as it did, which meant that in time it could grow big enough that it could trip the mech, assuming that it didn't jump away or do something else, of course. "Hahah! Take th--Uh oh..." He moved his legs, and they were stuck. He looked down, and found that he somehow completely missed the fact that he accidentally trapped himself inside the ground, which was all the way up to his thighs.

He tried to force his legs out, but it was no use. They were too deep inside. If the earth was lower, he could just grab his legs and force them out, but nope, there goes that solution. He focused on his leg muscles, attempting to gather up energy to help him jump out of the crack that he got himself in, but he found that he was all out of power. "Oh c'mon, now's not a good time to recharge!" He placed his palms on the ground, and tried to push himself out. "Hnngh, c'mon now, Falcon Push, man!"

 

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Location: Lower District
Mood: Observant/Serious
Objective: Take down the machine/Repair any collateral damage

Ze Operator saw the amazing frog stunt done by Enerjak, and let out a short chuckle when he was stuck. Now this guy definitely needed help. Operator jogged over and grabbed one of Enerjak's arms. He held it for 3 seconds, and time reversed for Enerjak, as the crater he made reformed over and Enerjak lifted into the air, and fell down. Operator had only reversed time for 3 seconds for his comrade, so Enerjack fell to the ground without making the crater and the shockwave.

But that last time reversion was enough to weaken Operator, as a slight pain was coming from both his chest and his left temple. Operator hunched over a little. His mind went into overdrive. If he was going to be able to reverse time again, he would need to recharge by waiting and taking cover. One too many time reversions would stop his heart. He would need to wait for at least a minute or two to get back in the action.

He took out a ballpoint pen and wrote on his wrist quickly, "I need you to cover me while I recover. I may be able to produce wormholes and reverse time, but it'll kill me if I keep this up. I'll get back in the action once I'm done."
He showed his arm to Enerjak, displaying the message. He'd hope he'd got it.

 

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The agent smiled wryly. "It may say something about the team's...lack of experience, Agent Kane, but I think it says more about you." The unnamed agent continued to smile. "Your background in Olympus has left you with incomparable skill, enough that could take down a 'superpowered,' especially with your added AEGIS training. Not to mention, as I said before, Vice-Commander Steel has gone around Management for his little sidekick program and they seem to think the Allies need a bigger tie to AEGIS. Thus," the agent paused to look at the distance as the ground shook, "Both you, as Archer, and Agent DeSilva...otherwise known as Ze Operator." The agent wasn't sure if the two have worked together in the past; he didn't check...even though that was part of his briefing. The agent wasn't known for being thorough in paperwork. "That would bring the team's roster to..." He reached into his blazer and pulled out a small, unmarked folder and opened it. A glance down told him the answer, "11 members. Twice what the Allies are budgeted and approved for. You will be briefed on the exact details of your assignment to the team, along with Agent DeSilva, at a later date...by another agent." The agent put the folder back into his blazer and turned. "Agent Kane, it should be obvious, but if it isn't, let me state it plainly for you: The Justice Allies are a project in AEGIS. They are now officially a subdivision within AEGIS, led by Vice-Commander Steel and aided by others. Most of the members, even the unapproved ones, are Allies and nothing more. They're kids. You, on the other hand, as well as Agent DeSilva...you're AEGIS agents first and Allies second. Your primary assignment and title is officially a Justice Ally, but your priority will remain AEGIS and the good of the country. They-, erm, we expect you to remember this." And with that, the unnamed Agent started to depart. As he walked, he continued talking, "Oh, I was supposed to give you information on the rather large automaton that the Allies are currently fighting...but I don't think that'll be necessary." He chuckled as a voice in his earpiece mentioned something only he could hear. "So now...I take my leave. But I leave you with this: I read your file, Agent Kane. Well, skimmed it. Between you and me, the Allies may benefit you more than you think. After all, just because AEGIS has too many Allies, doesn't mean that it's bad for you to have them." The man said nothing else as he turned out of the alleyway and walked away from the battle. "Godspeed, Agent Kane. Go be a hero." ​

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"Well, don't I feel special." Archer said as the older agent left. No matter what the circumstances of being drafted into the Allies, he had a job to do. Archer walked out of the alley, and got on his motorcycle. Archer quickly raced towards the Tanker.
Archer in a split-second attached a explosive arrow to the bike and used some near by rubble as a ramp, leaped off the bike in a few seconds before it rammed into the Tanker. His bike exploded in a spectacular display, staggering the Tanker back. Archer glanced over at the other Allies. "That's why I can't have nice things, I hope that doesn't come out of my pay check. So, Superfriends, you guys done playing patty cake with the giant toaster or you gonna kick off your high heels and Sunday dresses and kick it's ass?"
Archer began firing explosive arrows rapidly at the Tanker. But they just starched the paint job. "I told command to make me some more powerful explosives, but no having small 'atomic warhead' arrows was over doing it." Archer continued to fire arrows while circling the Tanker. "You'd disagree wouldn't you buddy?"
"I'm open for suggestions. Got any Highlander (Apostle), Jumping Bean (Runner), 3PO (Alice), you Sparkles (Enerjak), or you Gecko Girl (Dragoness)?"

 

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Dragoness was up high in the sky having electrically propelled herself off of the Tanker. Things were getting even more chaotic around here. People were showing up everywhere, some that even she didn't know about. Needless to say, she was starting to feel a tad uncomfortable in her own scales at the way some of them acted.
There was this one guy in particular... that she felt particularly wary of. Dragons in general were excellent judges of character. It's sorta like that animal instinct a dog would have. A dog is able to tell instantly when someone is good or bad... Now imagine that a Dragon has that but it's even more keen.
She didn't like this guy. However... that was the least of her worries. The fight was going alright, but now external casualties were starting to pile up. The damage to the area was increasing rapidly. Now... sure. Anyone would expect that with a Giant Robot in the area. They could be cut SOME slack. But this was taking too long.

"Allies. Newcomers. This is getting out of hand. We have to limit the damage in the surrounding area. It's all well and good beating this thing, but if we aren't careful, this area of the city will be beyond savi-"
However she was interrupted by the arrival of yet another newcomer.
"I'm open for suggestions. Got any Highlander (Apostle), Jumping Bean (Runner), 3PO (Alice), you Sparkles (Enerjak), or you Gecko Girl (Dragoness)?"

...That last one struck a nerve. "...G-Gekko Girl."
Need I remind everyone that Dragons are also immensely proud creatures. Now... while Dragoness wasn't all dragon, and wasn't blinded by pride... Well... yeah...
Let's just say: YOU DON'T TICK OFF A DRAGON.
Dragoness was already starting to fall from her high vantage point in the sky. That was expected. She was a wingless dragon. But she would use this to her advantage. She'd seen a similar move in a game called Gravity Rush™, and also in other things like the 'Giga Drill Break' in the anime Gurren Lagann. ...After all her father had told her that inspiration could come from the most unexpected of places.

However, Dragoness was going to put her own spin on this... No pun intended. She positioned herself so she'd be falling head first before extending her arms out in front of her, claws outstretched and strong. Her body was locked and coiled tight, her tail completely outstretched so as to maximize her speed with as little resistance as possible. Next she started spinning vertically, her body acting like a drill with her claws as the point.
There was one thing left... She unleashed the wrath of the elemental force inside her body. Electricity began surging everywhere as her body took on the electrical properties she was emitting and gaining the speed and power of a bolt of lightning. Her spinning became faster and her decent even faster still. She came crashing down to Earth and... collided with the Tanker head-on.

 

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Runner found himself running around, dodging debris from the battle instead of taking the robot's attention. However, he had been doing more than that. As he saw a motorcycle ram into and explode into the robot, Runner backflipped away several times, putting distance between himself and the robot. "What the hell was that? Who are you?" Runner demanded at the bow-carrying newcomer before he realized, "Never mind. Let me guess, another Ally?" It probably came out snarkier than he meant it, but is this how a superhero team was supposed to run? New members being thrown at them left and right in the middle of their first official mission? Then again, he had no experience managing a superhero team so who was he to criticize. Regardless, as Apostle cut the robot's wires, Enerjak "falcon-kicked" it, and Dragonness took the air, Runner crouched and smiled beneath his mask. "I think we all have suggestions," he told the archer (really? Who actually uses a bow and arrow these days? Does this guy know that technology is to the level THAT GIANT ROBOTS EXIST?), "Though we probably should have planned our attacks." He raised both hands slowly, showing his empty sleeves, and placed his fingers on the gold band around his forehead. While the Decepticon-reject was fending off attacks from other, better-suited-to-fight-giant-robots Allies, Runner was busying throwing all of his frisbees at them. Now, the robot was covered in 8 explosive yellow discs (though Runner had an extra two hidden on himself), simply waiting for the signal. Now that the others had damaged the robot, Runner watched as Dragonness began to cover herself in electricity. "Alright then," Runner said as he focused his brain power. "BLOW!!!" He had to think it as loud as he yelled it in order to make 8 activated frisbees blow, but all 8 of them did...just before Dragonness giga-drilled the robot into the ground.

"It'll take more than that!"​

Mechaman was now standing erect as he angrily typed commands into the Tanker's system. He had to deal with the pitiful attacks of these hero-wannabes. The little kid's energy kick was strong, but come on! The Tanker was built to withstand Seokama Iblis' fire, Max Speed's "Fast Blast," Cutting Edge's repulsor rays, and Eclipse's weather attacks...as well as sending signals back to Mechaman at a strong enough frequency that Dominion's mental powers wouldn't interfere with. And the Tanker MK II was built to be better! Smoke girl's hammer, prepubescent boy's energized kick, even an exploding motorcycle? Ha! Mechaman laughed at their attempts. Ha! But still...their numbers were annoying him...and then it happened. The Tanker MK II's external wires were cut! It was no big deal; the wires were simply there to redirect power between components. However, now the Tanker MK II was built more for defense than offense since Mechaman had just finished directing energy into the shields...oh well. He still had more than enough to handle-​

"WHAT?!"​

And that's when Mechaman jumped up. The computer flashed a warning as minor explosions rocked the Tanker MK II's systems. "No, no, no..." He quickly switched screens and replayed the last few seconds of footage before he realized what had happened: the red-and-white one, the one who had bullied the Tanker MK II...Mechaman had forgotten about him! During the battle, he was placing discs on Tanker...apparently they were bombs and they just wiped out all of the Tanker MK II's shield power. They shouldn't have been strong enough to-of course! Mechaman realized that the assault of the others weakened the shields enough for the bombs to do the tricks. Perhaps..."Perhaps I did underestimate them...no matter! The Tanker MK II still has enough power to-WHAT?!!"​

And suddenly, the lizard-like girl crashed down on the Tanker MK II, spiraling with electricity and bringing the Mechaman's latest creation to the ground. The computer's warnings got louder...but he ignored them. His body shaking, Mechaman began to type more commands in.​

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The Tanker MK II fell face first into the ground as exposed wires gave off surges of electricity. One of its shoulders was clearly damaged beyond repair and the attached arm hung loosely, though still functioning. With the wires cut, it didn't have a manner to redirect power from its shields to anywhere else...and with its shields drained, it was now weak...but it was still functioning. The Tanker MK II had a purpose: to destroy the Sanction. Now, it had a new purpose: to destroy these meddling heroes-to-be. With one arm hanging and its shoulder cannon destroyed, the Tanker MK II stood up and prepared to attack the heroes again.​