Pandaemonium
Posts 164
Power Level 28
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Post by Sanduleak on Jun 6, 2016 19:03:10 GMT -7
Sanduleak had had a line of stars ready to be thrown like a javelin and tear the whole gate down but suddenly noticed the floor was getting a bit clingy and almost fell face first into, barely saving himself but losing his concentration on his stars causing them all to expand. On one hand it did get him unstuck from the floor, on the other he was sent flying through air and into the hole Giza so kindly made, following after his teammates.
"SEE YA SUCKERS!!!"
He yelled back, unable to think of something as clever as Limen's while he flew through the air like a dodo bird, which was to say not gracefully and cleanly. He was at the very least able to form a wall of light over the hole to make it a bit of a bitch for them to be followed. It only took a few moments though for gravity to suddenly decide a reunion between the ground and Sanduleak was in order as he hit the hill and began rolling down it, releasing a long string of curses before he reached the bottom. Slowly getting up to his feet, sat down on the motorbike, he could've easily stolen a van but after experiencing what it was like to be a rolling stone, he didn't want to move more than a few feet.
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Dead
Posts 41
Power Level 18
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Post by Stunt Double on Jun 7, 2016 3:39:03 GMT -7
"-iiiiiiiiiiiiiiit!!!"
When the van didn't crash, Stunt Double lowered his hands from in front of his face and realized that the magician had reached across to step on the brake pedal and brought them to a complete stop. Then the boot hit him in the side, knocking him out of the van and sending him rolling across the ground.
Stunt Double took a moment to recover and get his bearings. He saw that the attempted jailbreakers were making their escape, but that didn't bother him too much, at least the Keepers seemed to have the unpowered prisoners under control. Stunt Double stood up and struck a pose.
"Hah! Looks like my work here is done!"
Glancing around and failing to see any other option, Stunt Double ran for the hole in the wall that Lemon had made, only to be stopped by the sudden wall of light blocking it off. He cleared his throat and stood around awkwardly as he waited for it to fade, then he made his escape. Once he was out of sight, he began tugging and pulling on his clothes and face, reshaping them into a less recognizably villainous form.
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The Keepers
Posts 206
Power Level 30
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Post by Unhallow on Jun 7, 2016 17:07:51 GMT -7
Unhallow was holding onto that car for dear life. At this point, their fingers were digging into their hands so much, and were so stiff, that they weren't even sure if they could let go even if they wanted to. Unhallow braced themselves for the worst when the suddenly found themselves standing somewhere entirely different. It took them a moment to get their bearings. They were standing firmly on the ground, no longer moving. At first, a lump formed in their throat, believing that they were somehow thrown off the car, but soon enough their senses reached the car, then the gate. The car was stopped and the villains were fleeing. Arcanum was in all the corners of the room trying to herd the prisoners back to their cells. That's when Unhallow realized exactly where they were; they were near the exit they were expecting to be able to use. In other words, even if the prisoners managed to get past Arcanum, even if there were a few stragglers drifting towards the exit, they still had to get through Unhallow to get to freedom.
Unhallow stood up straight and stayed motionless at the exit. They decided to avoid talking, letting Arcanum handle all that, because people kept telling them that they were simply more intimidating when they didn't talk. At this point, they were just acting as the final plug to make sure no one escaped. The first one that tried to push them out of the way changed their tune once the skin on their hand and arm started decaying and no one else attempted anything after that. Exactly what happened hadn't registered yet. Their heart was still pounding in their chest, they still found it difficult to breathe, they still thought that they might lose feeling in their knees and fall at any moment, but gradually Unhallow realized the fight was over. The fight was over, the Pandaemonium supers were gone, the situation was under control. Was there even anything left to do besides getting out of here before the police and guards got mad?
Then it dawned on Unhallow: they won. They actually won. They stopped this potentially disastrous thing from coming to fruition. No one was getting out. For once, when it came down to it, they were able to help, they didn't mess things up, they didn't make things worse. Unhallow smiled and let out a noise that was somewhere between a small laugh, crying and a wheeze. Their body was still shaking from the entire encounter, but that feeling would pass too. For the first time in a long time, Unhallow was actually feeling pretty good. Maybe even happy.
They still made a mental note to inform the prison on which areas would need repairs. The places Pandaemonium hit would be obvious to the people maintaining the prison, but Unhallow's power worked on a much subtler level. The last thing they wanted was someone being able to break through a wall because they happened to walk through there.
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