Heroic Sanction - A Superhero RP

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Laughing uproariously and clapping at the display of the mech being hit with 8 exploding Frisbees and an electric drill attack from lizard girl, Thomas was impressed by this rag tag team of heroes. As the mech fell to the ground Thomas knew that it was far from being finished off. He pulled up his left sleeve and look toward the metal bracelet on his wrist.

"I think it is about time I try and help out," placing his hand over the bracelet he adjusted it slightly, at its master's touch the alien tech came to life and a black substance started materializing from the device, hardening as it engulfed him. The black substance covered his head, but it started to turn a bone white and a ghoulish grinning visage adorn the white with eyes burning red. Thus, Thomas Curze had transformed himself into The Ghoul.

"Now then..." he spoke, his voice having been modified by the suit to make it a more deeper pitch. "Time to get to work."

Opening his briefcase he pulled a device, in the shape of a firearm. It was a grapple gun, a tool he decided to take for himself when he raided a warehouse owned by a small time gang. He fired the tool at the mech as it began to stand once more, jumped off the building and swung his way up to the mech's shoulder while the grappling gun began to retract. Once on the mech Ghoul began looking the exposed wires of the mech, looking for the biggest, undamaged, possibly loosest one he could fine. Normally battling giant robots wasn't his thing, common non-super powered criminals was more his forte, but after seeing a guy fight the machine with an obsolete weapon (granted he was using exploding arrows) he thought that he could do something to help.

After spotting a wire that fit the most with what he was looking for he rushed over to it. Ghoul pulled out the hook of his grapple gun and tied it around the wire and began extended the line of his grapple gun. Once he got what he wanted he began pulling his grappling hook toward himself, hoping to dislodge the mech's wire. He adjusted his stance to better help him - no dice. Turning around, the grappling hook's line place over his shoulder, he renewed his effort, pulling with all the strength he could muster.

"Come on, damn you... Come on!" he exclaimed as he pulled. And pulled. and pulled, until... RULES OF NATURE! the wire was pulled out, falling onto the mech, sparking. Thomas wasn't sure how important it was to the mech but it was a start. Looking over the mech, Ghoul grimaced behind his mask. "Well... one down, a bunch more to go."


OOC: And thus my first post as my hero character. Sorry for the wait, BW. Now I'll go post the profile once this post is done.

 

Archer moved fast when the Tanker fell down. "Well, drinks on me." he said thinking it was over. But of course the Tanker got back up, although it was damaged pretty bad. "Why can't it ever be as it seems!?!" He yelled.
Archer readied another arrow, but before he could fire some guy with a skull like mask and wearing what looked to him like a skin tight latex cat suit came out of nowhere. "What the hell?" he said to himself as he watched skull guy take out one of the wires on the back of the Tanker with some kind of grappling hook gun thing. "Wait........isn't that the Ghoul?" he recognized the guy from newspaper descriptions. And yes Archer still reads the newspaper, he's quirky that way.
"Yo jumping bean! If ya' got any more of those exploding identity discs, then how about we aim for the head? That's the best way to kill anything!" Archer yelled over at Runner. "Let's cut the head off this snake and watch the body flounder!"

 

Instead of charging in at the giant robot like he originally plan, Shadow stayed back and watched the display the Poke shown. The fact that he got grabbed out of the air was more that enough reason for him not to do the same. Sure he could teleport out of harms way, but there were some requirements to that skill and there probably wasn't enough time for him to fulfill them before running into a giant mechanical fist or something along those lines.

The appearance of two more heroes again surprised him, mainly because they didn't notice him. Which was a good thing considering the nicknames the others were given.

"Yo jumping bean! If ya' got any more of those exploding identity discs, then how about we aim for the head? That's the best way to kill anything!"

That wasn't a bad idea. It took a little bit of effort, but he managed to reshape his sword in to a bow and arrow. Normally this kind of weapon going up against anything metal would be a failed attempt, but much like the bow itself, the arrows were also made from shadow. Meaning that a well placed attack would be more than enough to damage a robot of this size. First thing he did was to pull back on the string, which cause the shadow arrow to be formed. Next he released it and fired the arrow at the target. Hopefully it would do some kind of damage to it.

 

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Runner scowled underneath his mask, "Name's not Jumping Bean! It's Ru-ah, what does it matter?" Truth was, he was getting too excited to be offended. Here they were, the inexperienced Justice Allies, and they were taking this thing down? His body shook with Hell Yeah! He reached into his jacket, the space between it and his back, and pulled out his last two frisbees. "Two left," he grinned, spinning both frisbees on his pointer fingers. Suddenly, what the guy said registered: "Wait? Ghoul? As in...THE Ghoul?" Runner didn't pay much attention to heroes outside of the Sanction until he joined the Allies...that's when his research started. He knew enough about the Ghoul, but the guy seemed more urban legend than actual hero. "That's HIM?" Runner crouched and jumped several feet, clearing the archer's head and grabbing onto his frisbees. "Hell yeah! We can definitely take down Megatron with someone like him!" He laughed. Now that their rookie-sized attacks were finally doing damage, and with the others like Shadow getting involved, an actual superhero's presence should finally tip the battle their way. He readied himself and arched both hands back, ready to throw the frisbees...but realized that he wouldn't be able to land the frisbees on Megatron's head from this angle. He quickly looked around, wondering if he could bounce them off a wall...but no satisfactory trajectory seemed available. "Well, damn-wait," he stopped, his eyes focused on the man's bow and arrow. "How good are you with those?"

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The gray-haired AEGIS agent that had sent Archer to battle watched with curious eyes. Behind him, Ze Operator was being escorted into a small black car. He had just received word to send Operator on a special mission. His recruitment into the Allies would have to wait. All was well, Archer should be enough, not to mention that the Ghoul had been spotted by none other than the agent himself. Sure, the Ghoul wasn't really...specialized for this type of thing and he wasn't recruited into the Allies, but the agent knew that the Ghoul would involve himself. These hero types were like that. He smiled and emphasized his wrinkles. Truth be told, even with Ghoul here, the agent knew that the battle would be over soon due to other...unseen parties. Well, since it was almost over, the agent decided to leave. He turned his head slightly to see some other agents carrying Alice, one of the Allies, into another vehicle. The poor android was injured by a direct blast from the Tanker MK II and had shut down. The agent wasn't sure if she would be salvageable, but better her than one of the actual human Allies. Regardless, she was AEGIS property and AEGIS would do what they can. The man pushed the battle and its consequences out of his mind as he stepped into the car with Operator. He had his own mission as well and he had already played his part in today's battle. "Ah, the life of a secret agent," he mumbled as he rested his head on his hand and looked out of the window as the car began to move, "It just never slows down." ​

 

Ooc:Seeing that Operator's out, I'm going to ignore the message he wrote on his arm. Hopefully he won't mind when he comes back.
IC:
He was still comically stuck there, punching the earth, doing what ever he could as he gritted his teeth in his struggle to rid himself of the earth's grab. "Dang it, I just haaaad to run out of power--C'MON!" He felt his arm get grabbed by somthing--someone. Enerjak looked up to see himself grabbed by the Operator, the new guy that came in earlier. Suddenly, he felt strange, like he was being lifted out of the hole. Looking down, he discovered that the hole was un-holeing itself. "Whoa..." He landed, and looked back at the Operator. "Thanks. Those are some neat powers." He turned back to the mech in time to see someone on a bike crash in to the mech. "Another one?!" He yelled. Boy, they were getting a ton of new allies today. Not that it was a problem, just that, well, a little warning could of helped. And then, oh, that nickname.

"Excuse you, buttmunch, but do I look like Twilight Sparkles to you?" He growled at the new guy, though not truly intend on beating his face in. Just a nickname, right? Words don't hurt him, nope, not Enerjak. He just noticed that Runner had placed his frisbees on multiple areas of the mech. He grinned, knowing what they were. He's seen them before. Those weren't just dog toys, those were--

"BLOW!!!"

"That's what she s--" That joke would never get old. The explosion drowned out the rest of his sentence as he crossed his arms, watching the light show, and just about to clap when he heard claps that weren't his. He didn't even start yet. He looked around, trying to find who was doing it, then decided he must've been hearing things. When he looked back to see Dragoness crash in to the mech, bringing it down, he smiled. "Now that's what I'm talking about! Whooho--ANOTHER ONE? Oh wait, that's the Ghoul." It took a second to register what he had just said and heard. The Ghoul had just single-handedly, with a grappling hook, ripped off one of the mech's wires. "Wohoa!" Although a task like that would've been easy for him, he was still impressed at the way he did it. Sure, judo-flip a wire, why not?

He looked closely at the disconnected wire, and noticed electricity flowing out. "Hmm...Wonder what I--nah, not me, but maybe..." Dragoness had better control over electricity than Enerjak did. Was it possible to shut down the mech using amplified shock? He wasn't even sure if she could do that. Overall, the idea seemed pretty stupid, but hey, at this point, anything was worth a try.

"How good are you with those?"

He looked at Runner who was talking to Archer. Noticing his frisbees and that Runner was referring to his weapons, he caught on quite fast. "Huh, well, looks like we'll go with plan A first. I don't know about you guys, but I'm not sure I can help without my powers. I'm sitting this round out." He jumped on to a lamp post, and hanged upside down using his legs, waiting and humming to himself. "Well, this will get boring fast..." He hated having to recharge like a battery. It made him feel useless, and he wanted to help, but how could he knowing that not even his superhuman strength was probably feeble against the just-operating mech?

"If ya need me, give me a shout." He closed his eyes, waiting for his powers to come back. He'd know when, and when he did, maybe there was time for him to let it all out.

 

"Excuse you, buttmunch, but do I look like Twilight Sparkles to you?" Enerjak growled at Archer. "I'm sorry, I don't know what a Twilight Sparkles is. Is it some kind of yoga move or something Sparkler?" Archer replied. He is a little behind on pop culture references in this decade.
"How good are you with those?" Runner asked. "This good enough?" Archer said as he fired a voice activated exploding arrow straight up in the air, and it attached perfectly on the Tanker's forehead, all while he was looking Runner in the face and not even glancing at the Tanker. "How's that for you Jumping bean?"

 

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Dragoness lay in a heap on the ground. Her attack had worked. The Tanker had been downed and heavily damaged. That had made the risk worth it, even when the giant behemoth had stood back up. On the floor, the young Dragon Girl was a bit of a mess. The moment she had collided with the towering destroyer, the impact had shattered several of her claws after they had pierced through it's tough armor, and cracks had traveled along her armored scales - some breaking entirely from the sheer force. Thankfully none of her bones seemed to be broken, but it didn't change the fact that she hurt all over.

She tried to push herself up, but the pain threatened to overwhelm her. If she wasn't careful, she could black out and her transformation would possibly wear off entirely.
Still, again she reminded herself that while she was suffering the consequences of her reckless attack, something her father might reprimand her for later. She was still proud. Her teammates now had an increased chance of winning, especially since they seemed to have some sort of plan and now The Ghoul had also joined the battle. The main problem for her now was... frankly, she was currently not going to be much help to them. That, and she was in danger's path by being in the middle of the battlefield like this.

Blood from her wounds dripped through gaps in her scales as she dragged herself along the ground with slow progress. "It's going to take more than this to keep a Dragon grounded..." She mumbled to herself, gritting her teeth. Her Dragonic impulses screamed out to her, but she kept them in check. ...As much as she wanted to get back into the fight, already something else was coming to her. A sense of strange calm. ...Why? What was coming? Or already here?
Regardless, she knew what this feeling meant. The battle was in it's final stage one way or another. With or without the Allies. It was going to come to a close very shortly.

 

[/url]Spirit may not have been seen for the majority of the battle but by no means was she idle. She'd gone quieter as she thought it was pointless to be invisible if she was just going to advertise her position through sound. She left the direct fighting of the robot to the others, she was a team player and her job was to protect the team and any civilians who got caught in this mess. She whizzed around the battlefield creating small force fields, to redirect the debris that was being hurled around or simply came off buildings as they were damaged in the fight. She stopped what she could and prevented it from hitting her teammates. She brushed past her teammates, healing any small injuries they might have in that short touch but so far, they didn't seem too hurt so that wasn't a huge concern. She tried to protect the buildings around them too but that was easier said than done in this chaos, there were too many people to watch and protect. In their battle the streets they were fighting in were being wrecked.

She raced from one side of the mecha to the other as her new teammates launched one attack after the other. There also appeared to be more teammates by the second, which was good she supposed as it helped them to take down this robot but she also saw it as yet more people to protect. She watched them all and listened to the banter, but kept moving. Each of them seemed to have their own strengths but in terms of working as a team, they weren't really. It seemed like everyone was out for themselves. They needed to sort that out and fast.

She deflected one rock as she saw Dragoness attack. Her friend was incredible as she fired herself at the tanker, nobody would want to get into her way. But she was also suicidal with that attack and Spirit was moving immediately. The collision was immense and effective too, Abi expected no less but she did not care about that, she just wanted her best friend to be okay. She didn't reach her in time to stop her crashing into the ground, her hoverboard was fast but the speed the little dragon had reached was something else. She reached her soon enough though, to see her friend trying to get up to rejoin the fight. That was so typical.

"Wait. Let me heal you, you can rejoin them soon enough but after that attack I think they're capable of finishing this battle without your help. You were spectacular and stupid. You could of died. Let me heal you." As she spoke Spirit placed her hands on Amelia's chest and closed her eyes, a shimmering almost invisible force field encased them both as she healed her. The healing was clearly visible as she worked. Sweat beads appeared on the Abi's forehead and the effort she was putting in showed but all the while Dragoness was healing at an incredible rate.

 

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After landing that blow to the Tanker, it was a game of cat and mouse - and despite the obvious cat-inspired costume she wore, she found herself being the mouse. She hadn't been able to land another blow just yet, but instead, grew busy of dogging and avoiding attacks - and whoa, they weren't just attacks from Tanker, but from the other young guns who fought by her! She constantly transformed to and from her purple haze state and human form, barely able to keep up with everyone and man, was she getting tired.

She huffed as she zipped through the maze of constant attacks from Tanker and the others, "Man! This is a tough first night out! Never knew having team mates would be as cool as it was annoying!" and before she could actually address that thought to anyone, rather than leaving it as a narrative, she let out a yelp as she watched one of the Tanker's cut-wires fly towards her. It would have been a really cool near-miss if she had transformed into her smoke before it hit her. But yeah, it just would have been cool and not actually happened. The wire hit her and sent her to the ground. In a panic, she tried to tranform back into her smoke form but it was just glitchy. Once she hit the ground, her body bounced and skidded almost on the ground - hovering at some moments as she glitched from human to smoke. Finally stopping, she let out a frustrated sigh. Man, that was so not cool!

She folded her legs and sat up, readjusting the cat ears on her head and examining if her costume had any damage - which it didn't, probably from the material it was made out of, which made her smile despite the humiliation she felt. She wish she could have made a much cooler debut to the team, but she hoped the others would understand. She was more of a lab rat, she's never actually fought - and her training was always in a controlled environment (her parents being biased to not hurt her). Her bright blue eyes glanced around looking at her team mates who were still fighting together. She wondered how long they had been a team and working together harmoniously. Finally, her eyes fell on a figure on the ground near by. Oh! It was the magic guy! He still hadn't recovered? Must have been some energy surge in his mana, huh? (Candice actually does not know what she is saying in her head)

She got up, giving her hands a little shake and rotating her foot a bit to release the tension in her ankles then jogged over to him. "Hey Apostle-Apostle! You alright? You don't look too radical right now..." she put a hand to her hip and leaned to her side, cranking her neck to the side as well to look at him. She squatted down with her knees together, "Come on! You're not out of juice are you? What you did was preeeeetty cool, Apostle-Apostle. You should do it again, and then make the big guy go WOOOOSH and BOOM and junk. I don't know if I can do much, but look at-" at this phrase, she turned to point at the Tanker but something else had caught her eye. It was a blur of black with a hint of white, but the arsenal from this quick footed blur was no mistake. She got up to her feet once more, marveling at the moving figure, until it finally came to a stop after successfully harming the big robot. Her blue eyes seemed to sparkle as she finally confirmed who it was: Ghoul. A delighted grin appeared on her face as she let out an excited squeal, "It's Ghoul! Oh my goth, IT'S GHOUL. IT'S REALLY HIM!" Now that was another hero she looked up to. Hell, his name kind of even connected to hers. Ghoul. Phantom. Pretty cool, heck yeah. Her bottom half transformed into the purple haze, allowing her to rise above the ground once more. She quickly turned back to Apostle-Apostle, hands balled up into fists as she shook them excitedly. "Come on! That's Ghoul! We're surely going to win now! Get up, A-A! Let's go! Let's go! Let's go!!"

 

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Within a matter of seconds, Dragoness wasn't alone, but Spirit was beside her and already healing her.
"Wait. Let me heal you, you can rejoin them soon enough but after that attack I think they're capable of finishing this battle without your help. You were spectacular and stupid. You could of died. Let me heal you."
"It would take more than that... to kill a Dragon." She told her companion. Her pain was already vanishing, being overcome by a strange soothing warmth that spread throughout her body, but she saw the look on Spirit's face. Spirit was feeling the same pain Dragoness had been feeling in her place. Silly girl. She always pushed herself too hard. "Stop it. I can handle this, but as regenerative as you may be, if you take on too much it'll kill you. There will be others who need you to help them too. This much is enough" She told the girl as she forced herself to her feet. She examined her body. Some of her scales had healed although there were still a few cracks over her, and some of her claws were still shattered too, but this was better than nothing. She was about to check in with everyone else before Apostle's voice came over the comm and stopped her. "Hey Spirit, are you and Dragoness alright down there?"
Even though he'd been addressing Spirit, Dragoness spoke instead. "We're fine, but this is taking too long. We're not the Sanction, and while we've done good considering this is our first battle together, they'd have finished this by now if they were here. We need to do something to end things before it gets further out of control. Everyone is getting tired too, and we can't keep this up forever. You got any ideas? Anyone for that matter?" She asked knowing that the comm link covered all the Allies and so everyone would have heard her.

 

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The pain Dragoness had inflicted on herself was immense and as Spirit transferred the injuries to herself, it hurt but she could take it as her healing factor worked it's magic. It was worth it to see the pain leave her friend and see her injuries heal up. She was aware she was taking on the injuries faster than she was able to heal herself but she didn't care. She had to get her friend healed and okay to rejoin the fight as soon as possible. She couldn't stand to let her be in pain when she could do something about it.

When Dragoness told her to stop, she resisted briefly, taking on even more injuries in those last few moments to get her as healed as possible, making her gasp in pain. However, when they got up, she did actually stop. She knew her friend spoke true but looking at the cracks in her scales and her shattered claws, it felt a little like a failure despite being quite certain all her internal injuries were completely healed. As she paused to listen, without her taking on more injuries, her own regenerative abilities had chance to catch up and by the time Amelia finished talking, she was almost healed completely. She nodded regretfully, "Okay, fine, just promise me that you'll let me heal the rest after the battle." She smiled at her friend despite really wanting to do more before looking up to reply to the comms. "I put a shield around when I heal people so you needn't worry."

Stepping onto her hoverboard, she nodded about how they needed to end the battle. "Right, if anyone needs healing give me a shout over the comms and I'll have you right as rain in no time. If nobody does I can get somebody in close to the robot without it noticing for a surprise attack. Just let me know where I'm needed and I'll be right there." It was all well and good her whizzing around looking to see if anyone got hurt but if they could tell her then it would make her job much easier. Not that she could rely on that, if somebody got knocked out then they weren't going to be able to call for her.

 

"Yeah Gecko Girl, the plan is to take the head off this snake and watch the body flounder." Archer said as he quickly circled around the Tanker and shot two voice activated exploding arrows on both of the Tanker's knees. "So I suggest that Gecko Girl, and Sparkler get up high, while everybody else set up down low. The ones down low will need to attack it's legs. This SOB is tough but if we hit it all at once I doubt it could survive." Archer commanded. "Oh, I'm Archer by the way. AEGIS sent me." Archer said.
Archer glanced over at Runner and saw that he had two more frisbees. Archer quickly ran over to him and just yanked them out of his hand. "Sorry, don't have time to wait for you to get a good shot Jumping Bean." Archer said as he ran into a office building. The office was pretty beat up, but he quickly found what he was looking for among the rubble, tape. He took the tape and tied down the frisbees to two voice activated exploding arrows. "Crap, these weigh them down to much, I need to get up high to use these." Archer said to himself.
He quickly ran into the stairway in the building. It looked like it was ready to fall down. Instead of risking going up them, he took out a grapple arrow. He shoot it straight up into the ceiling. A high power cable attached it self to his bow as he shot it. Archer pressed down on a button on his bow, and it carried him up all the way.
It didn't take to long to get up there, and when he finally made it he ran up on the roof of the building. He stared down at the Tanker, doing calculations in his head of the best possible shot. He fired one arrow and it attached to the Tankers neck. When he pulled back on the other arrow, he couldn't find another shot. He looked down the building and back up at the Tanker. "Oh I better get a metal for this BS." Archer said as he backed off from the edge. He took a running start and jumped off the edge of the roof. He shot the last arrow in midair and it attached a little below the Tanker's neck. Archer grabbed on a street lamp below the building. He couldn't get a good grip on it so he fell down to the ground. Luckily the building he was on wasn't that high so he could survive the fall with just a few broken bones.
Archer crawled out of the way of the action behind a beaten down car. "Ok......your welcome." Archer grunted over the com. "Don't worry....I've just got a few broken ribs, a messed up leg, and I don't think my elbow should bend this way." Archer muttered over the com. "But if Pinky will grace me with her presence....."

 

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Axel watched as the rest of the Allies attack. He especially liked Dragoness for her electric charges. He suddenly saw Archer fall from the sky, and hurting himself, then crawling to a beaten up car. Axel had to tsk. The guy was incredibly cocky, the type of individual he did not want to work with. But hey, that's what the Allies get, considering that Archer and him were in the Allies longer, so the two were both very experienced, Archer in particular, for that matter.​

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Axel walked leisurly toward Archer, and tsked again. He looked back at the Tanker. It wasn't faring too well, but it was still walking. "Maybe later." Axel thought, turning back to Archer. Axel kneeled, checking the body functions. It seemed that he had a bad leg and an elbow, as well as a few cracked ribs. Axel shook his head, and put a hand on the older man's shoulder, and concentrated. He would give an 8 second interval for his body to reverse previous damage. If his body didn't fully heal by then, Archer would have to make do. Operator needed all the energy he could get to take down Tanker.​

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Operator put a hand in his knapsack, and pulled out a large steel whip, held by interlacing chains. Operator pressed a button, and almost immediately, everything above the hilt zapped, charging with electricity. Operator concentrated again, and took off, whip flashing. Axel sped at the Tanker, tearing past Dragoness and Runner. He jumped, being only a a few feet away from Tanker, and angled his body vertically. He landed on the giant's stomach, and took off again. Axel sped past Tanker's head launching upward to the air. He disappeared in a wormhole above the Tanker's head, and it closed. A few seconds later, another wormhole opened directly in front of the head, as Operator jumped out, slashing 5 times with his electric whip, 3 times shocking the shoulders, the rest at the base of the head. Axel then fell through another wormhole that led out a nearby building, virtually unhurt. he watched for the waiting result.​

 

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The sparkle in her blue eyes disappeared when she felt firm hands grab her shoulders and yank her down from the ground. She looked up at Apostle-Apostle's stern expression as he talked to her,

"Pull yourself together. And the name's Apostle. Only say it once."

She pouted angrily at him, he introduced himself as Apostle-Apostle! What else would she call him? She noticed him look down at her lower half, her foggy half. She quickly transformed them back into her thin limbs and felt her materialized feet press on the ground below. She watched with her half-angry expression as Apostle-A-- just Apostle contacted the others. Her hammer disappeared and she crossed her arms over her chest. Man, she just wanted to get out there already and maybe with Ghoul and really just the action.

"Go down there and make sure they don't get squished. Good to have you on the team. Now scoot."

A grin quickly replaced her pout. That's right! She was part of the team now! She gave him an excited nod and was off before he could even say anything else. She poofed into her purple haze completely and zoomed across the battle field as quickly as she could. During this time, she listend into the communications with the others. More people? Wow! Just how large was this group? They seemed so official! It made her even more excited! She quickly glanced at the robot, people kept taking hits at it.

She found her way to the others in no time and stopped by them, appearing as her mortal self. "Okay. Not Squished, that's good! Mini-mission complete!" she said happily as she looked at the two brightly, pumping a victorious fist into the air. She put her hands to her hips and looked at the robot again. "I don't really know what else I can do, sadly. I've never actually been out on the field..." she looked down at the ground doubtfully for a while, but then turned back to Dragoness and Spirit, "But if you have any ideas I can give my guns a shot!" she grinned excitedly, summoning her hammer and giving it a little swing as it landed on her shoulder properly. "Guns not being my imaginary muscles but this hammer, of course."

 

"Thanks chuckles." Archer said over the com to Operator. He's seen him work a few times and all he really knew was that he wasn't a talker. Which is a nice change of pace compared to some of the other AEGIS agents he works with. Archer got up and cracked his knuckles. "Alright Jumping Bean those identity discs are in place. My voice commanded arrows are in place too, give me the word when your ready and I'll give word for it to blow."
Archer walked over to Dragoness and Phantom. "Hey Gasbag, if this doesn't work I have another idea that you'd be prefect for." Archer said with a grin. "If we can't blow this this thing sky high, do you think you can do your gas cloud thing and get inside of it and take it apart from the inside? We need a plan C, just in case." there were plenty of entre points for her to get into. "Or do any of you have a better idea?" Archer didn't want to take command or come off as bossy, he just wanted to get this done and over.

 

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Candice instantly scowled at the new nickname she got from Archer. She was all smiles and excitement just a moment ago but seriously... gasbag? She crossed her arms over her chest, the idea fact that he had this idea for her to do sounded incredibly cool and she would have been jumping for joy just at the thought of it but the nickname lingered in her head. "PHANTOM." she pouted, drilling her bright blue eyes into his.​

She continued to glare at him for a moment as he spoke again,

If we can't blow this this thing sky high, do you think you can do your gas cloud thing and get inside of it and take it apart from the inside? We need a plan C, just in case."

A deep sigh escaped her lips. That was brilliant. With a small shake of her head she then looks up with a smirk, and nods at him willingly. She eyed the robot, go inside it huh? She could easily maneuver to get inside the machine and into its core and wreck things from there. It was a simple idea and possibly even fool proof! There was a catch though, she didn't really know anything about robots. Sure, that didn't sound like a problem and pretty much wrecking everything from inside would probably still hurt the thing but the problem was, she didn't exactly know if she could move around in there. Sure she could simply materialize her hands and summon her hammer (which should do enough damage just on its own) but it could be pretty difficult.

She turns back to the others, "Alright, I can do that! Distractions and a Plan C, as mentioned, would be great though." Her expression was doubtful for a moment, but as she quickly glanced back at the Tanker and then back at her team mates she gave them a hopeful grin. She made the Hammer disappear for a moment then phased her lower half into her purple haze, hovering above the ground. She was ready. Scared, but ready.

 

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Spirit raised her eyebrow at this new guy with the bow. He seemed reckless and anything but a team player. She winced as he got himself hurt, she didn't like anyone getting hurt and well healing them when they did was what she did. However, how he injured himself seemed a little silly and she knew that she'd have to experience all his pain to heal him. He just took it for granted that she was there. And worse than that was the nicknames, seriously? So maybe she wasn't as quick as she usually was to come to heal them, maybe she took the liberty of checking first that nobody else needed help first. He could bear the pain he inflicted upon himself for a few minutes.

"Pinky. Pinky? Really? You do realise I'm the one who's going to heal you and you aren't doing yourself any favours by giving me a silly nickname. My name is Spirit. You might want to learn that. In fact, just stop it with the nicknames altogether, nobody likes them. We all already have aliases and nicknames just confuse everyone. Is that too much to ask?" By the time, she had finished speaking, he'd managed to hobble over to her. If he could do that, he was okay enough to justify her speed in getting to him.

"Just learn okay? Spirit. Remember it." With a slight look up to the sky, she moved the remaining distance to him and placed her hand on him. She cringed as she transferred his injury to her, feeling her bones breaking and disjointing as they vanished from him. They started to heal straight away of course but that didn't stop the pain she felt in the time before her powers and healed her up. She didn't make a sound from the pain, she was good at hiding it, she disliked people feeling guilty for giving her their injuries. But by her standards broken bones were no big deal, she'd had plenty of practice of healing them, it was only the quantity of them that took her time, though never the less she wasn't inactive for long. Even while she was healing, she always held a force field up protecting herself and those around her.

 

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Ze Operator soon realized that taking out Tanker was going to take longer than expected. Even though Archer's plan might work, it still had its drawbacks. He looked back at Archer, who was being given medical attention from Spirit. Back during briefing, Operator had gotten a short overlook on all backgrounds on the people he would be working with. He remembered that Spirit healed anyone at the cost of taking the damage herself. She would be able to heal herself, but it would take time. He made a mental list of options:​

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Offense: Limited. My time manipulation is useful, but not enough to incapacitate it. Even my weapons wouldn't be able to scar it badly, even though my Shock Whip can deal massive damage when fully charged. I may need to consider an alternate option to help the others.​

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Defense: Out of the question. If get hit by that thing, there is a chance that not even my Time Reversion can save me. Besides, If I take too much damage, there is more of a risk that my Time Reversion can give me a cardiac arrest.​

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Support: A possibility. I can use my Time Reversion to heal others and reverse collateral damage. That way, I could keep the Allies alive long enough to stop that walking junk pile.​

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After Archer was done healing and went off to fight, Ze Operator quickly put a hand on her shoulder for 4 seconds, then took off. A 4 second interval should be enough. He then zoomed around the block, repairing damage. He took occasional 3 minute breaks to recuperate energy, then returned to work.​

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