Remain unconscious, heal up. Hope I get picked up by the shuttle.
Name: Audaz, el Cervecero
Description: A mask mostly made of jute cloth that leaves the mouth relatively open. The rim of the mask surrounding the eyes, nose, and mouth is black, while the rest of it is the natural brown color. Wearer has a black dressy vest and pants, with a button down white shirt under the vest and brown loafers on their feet.
Gimmick: Master brewer and manipulator of coffee and related drinks. Tends to have several bottles, kettles, or such prepared in hammerspace, from a scalding hot brew to an arctic-cold frappé. His supply is limited, though, unless he can use reasonable coffee-brewing equipment. Level 1.
Weakness: Has taken an oath to not harm anyone who is drinking. Additionally, prone to giving details about drinks when someone else is drinking them, leaving him distracted. The former is unconditional, but the latter distinctly leans more toward coffee. Level 2.
Signature: The Espresso d'Mercure, a fabled brew than can provide anyone with godlike speed. It takes a minute to kick in, but when it does, one is supposedly is able to run on the surface of water. Often, he would take a moment to drink it for himself and follow up with a flurry of blows, but letting someone else drink it is not unheard of. Only he knows the recipe, and he fears of it falling into the wrong hands. Level 3.
Name: Renard Blanchet
Description: A leaner man with clean black hair, a somewhat light blue button-up shirt with a brown vest, and blue jeans. Worked at a bar before any of this happened.
Power: 3
Speed: 4
Intelligence: 3
Technique: 4
Teamwork: 3
Body: 2
HP: 0/300
This might not be a legitimate action, but hey, I felt like it. I'm fine if you ignore this, Piecewise.
The shuttle picks you up; not that you'd know it but it did.
Professional Name: Tachanka
Description: The mask has a lot of white fur surrounding it and miniaturized icicle outcroppings on the end that form weird icicle barb around the mask, beside that has a glorious red stripe down the frontal face and olive-green camo that surrounds the rest of the mask. It also has the Soviet Flag on the back
Gimmick; Is the human reincarnation of a Russian War Spirit that was based off a Polar Bear. (Level 3 Gimmick)
Weakness: Having the fur of energizing essence of a polar bear meant that Alexzandsr means that he is extremely flammable and will be ignited even with moderate amounts of friction caused to his skin. (Level 3 Weakness)
Signature: Through sheer willpower, can come back into the fight from a critically injured state or withstand any injury and even forcibly regenerate a limb or other missing appendage with that raw willpower and some help with powerful magix (Level 4 Signature)
Name: Alekzandr Tenaiev
Description: A muscular frame of a man, piercing hazel eyes and cropped brown hair. Bulging muscles everywhere, but likes to have mutton chops
Power: 5
Speed: 2
Intelligence: 1
Technique: 2
Teamwork: 2
Body: 5
HP: 720/750
Acclaim: 20
Inventory:
Clamper Arms: +50 Damage, 4/4 Uses
"Now it is time for the glorious action of smashing things!"
Charge into the next passenger train, and with smacking of robots with my mechanical gripper, smack the flame bot to little pieces!
[3]
You charge straight through the door, barrel past Apoptosis and raise your severed robot gripper while roaring out a battle cry. You then completely misjudge the distances and end up swinging a half second too early before slamming into the Flame bot. Both of you get caught up in each other's limbs and go straight into the row of chairs behind the bot, wedging yourselves in between the seats.
"The interlude does not lessen the song."
Tear open the roof and attack chainsaw bot with a harmonic double Arial kick!
Theme Aspects
Name: Threnody
Description: A dark mask, composed of shifting lines of darkness and music notes. Where the eyes should be there are glowing squiggles of red light.
Gimmick: As a singer for the dead, draws power when be sings near burial grounds. And he always sings.
Weakness: Threnody is more susceptible to Sonic and explosive damage.
Signature (2): Sings a piercing note that sounds beautiful to all that hear it except for the enemy, whose body is torn apart by the wail. ("Thre-no-DIE!")
Physical Stats.
Name: Flanders Connelly
Description: A tall, buff man with carefully coiffed short hair.
Power: 2
Speed: 3
Intelligence: 5
Technique: 5
Teamwork: 3
Body: 3
HP: 450
Acclaim: 2
Inventory:
[4] You readjust yourself and yank on the roof again, this time tearing open a large enough hole for you to slip through. [8] You swing down through the hole and turn the motion into a flying, spiraling, double footed kick straight to the head of the saw-bot, just as it frees itself from the chairs. [Sawbot -200 hp, 300 remaining]. You leave a pair of footprints in its cylindrical head, but it doesn't go down.
5 Acclaim!
"Hero! Swap!"
Jump in front of Hero to protect him from the stabby and drilly bots! Stabs doesn't pose a threat to me so I can focus on Drills. Do a feint to make it vulnerable!
Health: 375/450
Acclaim: 3
Name: "Apoptosis"
Description: The mask is red and yellow, with the pattern of unhealthy-looking viscera covering it. It smells somewhat of meat. His skin is pale leathery scales over raw red veins, with a gritty, sandy texture. Usually wears an unbuttoned lab coat, which gets discarded when things get Real.
Gimmick: Fluid body(4): Piercing weapons are ineffective, as they pass right through and his body simply reforms. Blunt trauma stuns, but causes no lasting damage.
Weakness: Slashing or heat damage.
Signature: Nature's fist(1): When attacking, he can change his striking limb into any shape found in actual nature, such as a bear claw, squid tentacle, or platypus venom spur.
Name: Jared ODonnel
Description: A fellow with short, messy black hair and brown eyes. Wearing blue jeans and a t-shirt with a very stupid design on it.
Power: 2
Speed: 3
Intelligence: 5
Technique: 2
Teamwork: 2
Body: 3
[11]
You ooze out and slip in front of the drill bot. It turns to focus on you and you do an elaborate haymaker setup, winding your arm back in an exaggerated fashion. The bot ducks low, leaving itself open.
((Egan, the others are attacking flamebot and sawbot, so switch your attack to stabbybot and I'll take drillbot, eh?
"Right!"
Grapple whichever of our bots Apoptosis isn't concentrating on.
Description: a white mask, with black around the eyeholes and scowly eyebrows.
2 Gimmick: Son of the world famous Hero A Protagonist, Sr. He follows in his father's footsteps to win the title and Defend Against Evil
3 Weakness: Plot Twists, Cliffhangers, is compelled to step into the ring when his friends (or innocents) lives are at risk.
4 Signature: Reversal of Fortune. After having been struck by a move, Hero is able to learn from his opponent, and thereafter is able to counter or reflect that move onto his opponent, especially in times of high tension or at dramatic turning points in a battle.
Acclaim: 7
Name: Under the Mask, Hero A. Protagonist, Jr is mild mannered Junior "Hap" Protagonist.
Description: Light brown hair, standard brown eyes, full, pouty lips. Oval shaped head
3 Power
2 Speed
1 Intelligence
5 Technique
3 Teamwork
4 Body (HP 540/600)
[3]
You step in and try to catch the stabot in a bear hug, but it jumps back, away from you and the innocent passengers
Flamebot struggles and extricates itself from the chairs and Tachanka's bulk. It beeps in annoyance at him.
Drill bot is too confused to fight this round. The question is almost visible, hovering over its head.
Stab bot stabs at Hero [4] but only manages a glancing blow [-25 hp]
"You shall pay for your dastardly ways, metal man!"
Saw bot charges Threnody, eager to avenge itself on its attacker. [8] Threnody dodges the double chainsaw overhead blows by leaping to the side. Leaping to the side very hard. So hard that he puts himself straight through one of the tiny windows along the wall of the train. [4] As he tumbles out, he scrambles and catches hold of the edge of the hole he just made in the train, holding on by one hand. The speed pulls him straight out and he jerks and flutters about against the outer wall of the train like a flag in a strong wind.
"A sour note if ever I heard one!" Threnody says, his pun lost in the roar of wind.
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