((Piece, would unhooking the train be valid, or could the shuttle make it into the tunnel?))
"By working together, we create great harmony!"
Bandage cuts, help hack the remaining bots.
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: 350/450
Acclaim: 8
Inventory:
((Unhooking train cars is a reasonable method, though separating these cars is gonna be more difficult than on a normal older style train. They've got like...plastic covers and gangways over the spaces between the cars and probably some wiring that Malo-Robo put in))
You bandage your cuts and continue to try and help. Considering your history, that might not be a good idea...but ya gotta try.
"Um, yeah, I guess."
Hack the rest of the bots! Do not let Threnody handle any of them on his own...
Health: 375/450
Acclaim: 16
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
[4,2=3]
Apoptosis stands up and steps over to the next robot head. He shifts down a bit to stand on the shoulders while working on its brain. He has it almost done when Threnody jumps up and slaps the circuitry with both hands while screaming "I'M HELPING!" He doesn't break anything but he does undo all your work.
"Please stop."
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: 750/750
Acclaim: 20
Inventory:
Clamper Arms: +50 Damage, 3/4 Uses
"It seems to me that trying to figure out what’s going is on a good idea, however, waking them up is going to result in mass panic which we don’t need.
Try and figure out why the passengers are filled and lined like sardines and are unconscious, maybe for some diabolical plan?
[2]
You press your giant fists against your head and try, with visible and dramatic effort, to think. You grit your teeth, you squeeze your eyes shut, your face turns read and you sweat profusely. You make some kind of groaning, overloaded sound and stamp your feet. Its quite funny to watch.
In the end though, your head is filled with gray static and elevator muzak.
"I guess there's nothing particularly heroic to do in here, either. Have fun with the helpless innocents, though! ... but, you know, in a good way, not in an evil way!"
Head on through to the next car. Look for passengers, enemy luchadors, mad sciency types, or an observatory from which to watch the ocean as we travel.
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: 45
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 515/600)
You walk through into the next car and find another robot. A single robot. Its extremely thin and tall, so much so that its spherical head scrapes the ceiling. Its limbs are different from the others in that theyr'e the only ones that aren't paired. Its right arm ends with a long, triangular blade, 4 feet in length while the other is a rounded protrusion, like a mushroom cap about a foot and a half wide. As you step in, the bot's lanky form instantly compresses down like a coiled spring. It holds there for an instant and then lunges, covering the length of the car in an instant.
[4]
You leap to the side as the blade stabs toward you with a cutting whistle. You don't avoid it entirely but you get far enough to the side to only get clipped by it, the blade stabbing into your shoulder rather than your neck. [-50 HP] The bot leaps back as fast as it lunged in, throwing the blood off its blade with a flourish and recoiling itself on the other end of the train car.