Issue #2

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Apr 17, 2017 9:54 pm
OOC:
Rolling
OOC:
Wow, haha, that's not good. I guess I'll lose control of my powers. Please let me know if I'm doing this wrong
Konrad desperately tries to cover his ears as the shadow screeches. Its sonic waves cause him to lose control of his physical form. His body stretches out, and he flies backward before becoming extremely dense and crashing into the bathroom wall behind him, leaving a hole.
Last edited April 17, 2017 10:02 pm

Rolls

Take a powerful blow - (2d6)

(55) = 10

Apr 17, 2017 10:53 pm
Ollie waits a bit, phone in hand, nervously biting her lip as she ponders what she should do. "P.I.L.O.T., how much longer on the scan?" She asks.
Apr 17, 2017 11:40 pm
Omen
Scanning completed several minutes ago. I did not want to interrupt your conversation with Luca--

P.I.L.O.T.'s icon pops up for just a second before it flickers out, followed by the rest of the ship. The power stays cut for a few seconds before it returns with everything bathed in an icy blue glow. You hear a woman's voice from the speakers.

Hello, "Ollie."
Apr 18, 2017 5:37 am
"Oh, no, you could've said someth-.." Ollie is interrupted as the power cuts out. She freezes. This sort of thing has never happened before. The tech of this sanctuary was always above and beyond, almost inexplicable to her understanding, and so to see it falter was... terrifying.

Ollie didn't show it, and instead she asked sternly, "Who are you?"
Apr 18, 2017 9:17 am
Oh, that'll really leave Rigel's knickers in a knot. Okay, I'll go talk to her.
Apr 18, 2017 11:40 am
Omen
I do not think I need to introduce myself to you. I would appreciate it if you would return that prototype to me.
Procyon
Probably for the best, but you know, no rush.
Apr 18, 2017 12:49 pm
"Huff huff huff, well at least I can show them the route I'm taking for PE class. This would be easier if I wasn't wearing loafrers." says aloud to himself as he follows directions to the police station not slowing down. He didn't have super speed or super stamina so a headstart on if there was a chase about to happen was a good thing for him.
Apr 18, 2017 5:32 pm
I curl into a ball on the ground in a defensive position while attempting to absorb whatever it is emanating from the shadow thing. It's all too much. I'm overwhelmed with fear and insecurity as I figure out my next move.
Last edited April 18, 2017 5:34 pm

Rolls

Take a powerful blow - (2d6)

(36) = 9

Apr 18, 2017 6:41 pm
Rama flings his hands up reflexively to protect himself from the explosion

Rolls

Take a Powerful Blow - (2d6)

(13) = 4

Apr 18, 2017 8:07 pm
Mimic, Konrad, Cammy, Aeon Crow
OOC:
I am so, so sorry.
The "explosion" isn't anything physical, exactly, more like it's all in your minds, but that doesn't mean it's not that bad.

Mimic, you feel your physical form start to reshape itself as the regeneration process begins, but whatever just happened interrupts it, leaving you temporarily paralyzed, sparks arcing off your skin.

Konrad, you crash right through that wall and you can hear a mirror shatter behind you. The whispers are gone, but there's an intense ringing in your head that makes it difficult to concentrate.
OOC:
For the rest of this scene, you cannot use your shapeshifting powers.
Unfortunately for Talia, this isn't any kind of energy that you're capable of absorbing yet. The upside being you're physically alright, aside from a slight nosebleed and possibly the worst headache of your life.

Rama, surprisingly the psychic shockwave just passes you by without any adverse effects. You can no longer hear the voices, or much of anything really. And that isn't right either, because normally you'd hear people talking inside the classrooms.
OOC:
Also, mark potential.
Apr 18, 2017 9:32 pm
"Yeah, well.. not until I have some proof of who you are." Ollie says, furrowing her brow and pointing a finger accusingly in the air, "And if you care about the safety of the device, and have good intentions, then I think you'd respect that I wouldn't give it away to the first person who tells me to."
Last edited April 18, 2017 9:33 pm
Apr 18, 2017 9:56 pm
Omen
Acceptable. I request permission to board.
Apr 18, 2017 10:25 pm
Mimic lies motionless on the ground, lost in thought, wishing that he could have protected the others from whatever that thing was. But other than his current unfortunate position, Mimic felt a sense of helplessness that he had not experienced before, leaving him less than eager to face the creature again.
OOC:
Marking Guilty and Afraid.
Apr 18, 2017 10:53 pm
Ollie ponders this action for a moment. But, then - call it hubris or gullibility - she opens up the door.
Apr 18, 2017 11:13 pm
Omen
When you open the door, you don't see the area outside the ship. Rather, you see a sterile, if a bit cluttered, lab space on the other side, with two people standing in the doorway. One is a man, you think, and you can't seem to remember anything beyond that as soon as you take your attention off him. The other is a tall, slender woman who, other than her face, looks to be made of constantly-shifting liquid metal, with a few highlights of that same icy blue glow. There is a moment of silence before she speaks, that same metallic echo in her voice.

Olesia Kaczka, alias "Omen," Class G-9 Multiple Kinetic. Greetings. You most likely know me as Terabyte.
OOC:
She is absolutely not lying.
Apr 18, 2017 11:20 pm
Rama glances over the other three. One seems okay but with a nosebleed; the other seems alive but full of static energy??; he ducks through the hole in the wall to check on Konrad before deciding if he needs to de-shock the other one. "Are YOU OKAY?!" he says, ending it by yelling at the top of his lungs, since he can't hear anything.
Apr 18, 2017 11:25 pm
OOC:
You weren't deafened, you can hear fine, it's just that everything went quiet when the thing popped. Also you would definitely know that the sparky one is Mimic, he's not disguised or anything.
Apr 19, 2017 8:19 am
Ollie frowns at the classification. She has always hated that system, assigning her into a letter and number category, like that's all anyone needs to know about her. "Yeah. Come in, it's all yours." She says, trying to appear casual as she leads her guests inside.
Apr 19, 2017 12:48 pm
Void Fist eventually gets to the police station and walks in some what out of breath.

"Was at school... teleported into some scary lady's autoshop... needle... sharp needle... ran... here's my route... need an excuse before going back to school... not a truant... long walk... tired... water please... maybe nap...also good morning." Void Fist huffs out and wheezes putting his head on the counter to rest as he stood.

It felt so cool on his head.
Apr 19, 2017 3:03 pm
"I know you. You're Mimic! What's going on here?? Oh god, I have such a headache..." I take some tissues out of my pocket and stuff them into my nose.
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