OOC: Some of them, but there is a majority that do.
Face-palm.. again with the laser pointes Constructman? You know you don’t always have to take a bullet right? And can use your destructive powers for offense? I mean come on.
IC: Mimic (Las Vegas)
“I well… you didn’t answer me at the mansion and you never came down to the War-Room.” Mimic said as she suddenly appeared next to Aleks with a flash. She blushed since he was seeing her with blue skin.
“This will go away, I promise.” She said as she motioned to her skin color.
IC: NPC CoTC
The assassin Tyrone kneed in the stomach howled in pain from the super-strength blow. It actually made him fly about three feet away where he hit the ground; his lights out for now.
The scorpion Child jumped to the left, the blade cutting across its side instead. It hissed at Scott as its mouth parted to reveal grotesque mandibles with sharp teeth connected all on a human face. One of its pinchers snapped forward as it attempted to close it around Scott’s neck.
The assassin was blinded for a moment by Kristy’s laser-pointer-thing. He fired off random shots since he couldn’t see.
The first assassin was taken down by the destructive energy, while the second suddenly shape-shifted into what looked like a strange alien creature as it grabbed the pain fist with a giant clawed hand and attempted to crush Spirit’s hand.
IC: Songbird, Triblade (Las Vegas)
“Right Alec, I need to help Matt first though!” she replied. She’d seen what had happened to Matt and it didn’t look pretty. She flew through the air, dodging laser beams and shots from assassins as best as she could. This place was heII on earth, that’s the only way she could describe it. A laser beam flew past her, singing the tip of her wings as a bullets grazed her right leg.
She ignored the pain, swooping into the destroyed shop as she knelt next to Matt.
Matt was bleeding everywhere. “I think one of these things punctured a lung,” he said as he tore another piece of metal out, blood escaping his lips as he spoke.
“Shhh, save your energy.” She said as she helped tear out the last of the shrapnel, hating the way Matt winced from the pain. She then placed her hand on his most grievous wound and summoned her healing energy.
“Alex,” she said over the com. “We need you to hack the mech’s com’s and speak with them.” She said.
“Matt fired at them like a a** and now they are attacking X-Men,” she said. “Tell them we are on the same side and that Matt is rogue or something, or that it was an accident and he’s very sorry. We can’t afford to have them attacking us right now, Alex if you can’t do this I think we’re all going to die.”
IC: Feral (Las Vegas)
John watched in awe and shock as the beads of blood drifted into the air as if the gravity had been suddenly turned off. He felt a strange sensation in his veins and inside his skull. John shook his head, was he going insane? Suddenly he heard a voice behind him, he whirled around slashing at whatever was behind him.
“Get out of my head!” he growled.
IC: Harbinger (Las Vegas)
I felt something surge through the dust around me, claws barely scraping my backside. So I did what I had too. I jumped into the air, using a nearby wall to pounce off from I flipped past the knew beast, my dark coat billowing behind me as my crimson glasses reflected the wolf looking mutant.
“I always wanted a new rug,” I smiled behind my mask as I fired four shots at the creature’s chest, relying on the laser-sight, the silencer on the desert eagle making the shots nearly silent.
IC: Darkfang (Las Vegas)
Using his powers Jeremy ferried about five hostages to safety, but there seemed like there were more, a few stuck in their cars on the edges of the battle.
Edited by Sir Flex Nardius, Feb 06 2013 - 08:04 PM.