ic Student Assessment Group C (IC)

[Poncho]

(GM Post)

 

"I don't know what that means." Dr. Zero said. The real Dr. Zero had died in an accident in 1955. Even if this machine did have a perfect knowledge of what Dr. Zero's brain would know at the moment of his death, the movie that Spore was referencing was decades after his death. "You children with your new slang...can't you put more effort into actually being effective or useful instead of finding new ways to butcher the english language." he denounced Spore as he dodged out of the way of her attack.

 

Meanwhile...

 

Tom continued to be rather...slow. As Jack and Mz. Grue leaped at him, Jack slicing into his weird, marshy body, and Mz. Grue attempting to grapple him, he continued to move a few seconds later than he was supposed to. Jack sliced at him, and then after a few seconds, raised an arm to defend himself. Mz. Grue garbbed at him, and after a few seconds, he put his mitts up on her wrists and pushed them away.

 

"G...eee.....t ....aa....w....a....y." Then he slammed his massive hands together, sending a wave of pressure and force outwards and down the stairs, cracking the air like a bolt of lightning; tipping more polic cars and sending the cops flying as the heroes were forced to deal with the pressure wave.

[Jack]

Jack felt the force of the thunderclap strike him squarely in the chest, causing him to take a step back. The impact was like a sledgehammer, momentarily knocking the wind from his lungs. Despite his massive size and icy armor, the blow had enough power to make even him stagger.

 

Through the haze of pain and rage, Jack's keen eyes caught something odd. Tom seemed to be moving in slow motion, his reactions delayed as if he were underwater. Jack's mind raced, trying to make sense of what he was seeing. Was this some strange effect of the thunderclap? Or perhaps another hero's power at work? He had no way of knowing what this meant, and in the heat of battle, there was no time to ponder it further.

 

The pain from the thunderous strike made Jack's anger flare anew. It was like throwing gasoline on an already raging inferno. The bear spirit within him roared its fury, urging him to strike back, to crush the one who dared harm him. Jack's massive form trembled with barely contained rage, frost crackling across his fur.

 

Without conscious thought, Jack lashed out reflexively with his claws. His massive paw, tipped with razor-sharp icicles, sliced through the air towards Tom's seemingly slow-moving form. The attack was pure instinct, driven by pain and fury rather than strategy. Jack's claws glinted in the dim light as they arced towards their target, promising cold vengeance for the thunderous blow he had endured.

 

Edited October 10 by Jack

[Spacefurry]

Seraphim

 

Seraphim breathed a sigh of relief as Cole started to come to.

“Well, I’d have to say they do look like the old photos they use in the documentaries.”

She agreed before a sudden shockwave hit her, and slammed her into the same car King Cole had hit. Her head spun and she felt unsteady for a moment, but something told her she couldn’t afford to sit there.

“Ooooouch.”

She groaned and it took an effort of will, but Seraphim shook her head to clear the haze. She felt the warmth of her light and felt like she could think again. Her body still ached, but it wasn’t that bad.

 

Seraphim began to glow and shimmering wings of light appeared at her back. In an instant she was airborne. Another orb of light formed in her hand and she slung it between the villains with, perhaps, more than a little anger than she intended. It was only afterwards she realized her classmates might be caught in the effect and she swore as the flash went off.

“Son of a-“

[Tiffany Korta]

Mz Grue

 

You'd think it would be easy to grasp onto a figure as big as Cyprus, but Daphne was finding it harder than expected. It might be because she was a little too tall and had to adjust to keep him in sight whilst trying to get a solid hold of the guy. It was more frustrating as she was pretty sure she'd done this many times before, much more successfully when she was older. If only she could remember how this all worked!

 

"Oh poo!" was how she managed to express these feelings.

 

All the while taking a stance against possible counterattacks.

[Poncho]

(GM Post)

 

Tom yelled in frustration once more as he was beset on all sides, blinded by Seraphim's shining light. He might not have been feeling the attacks being pushed at him; he was fighting off both Jack and Mz. Grue in a physical sense quite easily, but he was definitely blind at the moment. Doctor Zero, meanwhile frowned, turned his attention back to Seraphim.

"You really are the most troublesome of this group, aren't you? Healing, disrupting...you really must go." he decided, shooting another blast of ice at the inheritor of The Light, but it went wide.

[Supercape]

Spore

 

Despite the aches and pains, and being smashed about the room, Spore was having fun. This was like the best virtual reality game ever!

 

And it was the right place, right time, to try out some of the spore powers she had been practicing!

 

She took a huge breath in, felt the fungus tickle her lung tissue, and breathe out - 

 

- a mist of yellow-grey vapours flew from her tongue, like an ocean spray. 

 

This was not an attempt to dampen Doctor Zero's spirits, or dehydrate her body. Each droplet contained a potent neural mycotoxin, that - hopefully, could shut down Doctor Zero's nervous system. 

 

"Think you are cool?" she said. "Take a load of this!"

[Poncho]

(GM Post)

 

The giant Cyprus wasn't having too much issue handling Mz. Grue and Jackson. Even blinded, it seemed like he was a furious as could be and almost impossible to take down with physical blows; each strike seemed to only be making him even angrier But the wave of spores wafted over Cyprus and Dr. Zero.

 

The Giant didn't even flinch, continuing to roar and scream; if it was actually affecting him, his super human constitution and toughness were keeping it almost impossible to deal with.

 

Dr. Zero was a different sort, as he snarled angrily.

 

"Stop with...y..our....tri..." he couldn't even finish his statement as the mycotoxin entered his bloodstream, and he stumbled, then went down, paralyzed by the Fungo-spores from the Fungus Superhero. His eyes were lashing around back and forth, but his body couldn't move.

 

This meant nothing to the giant Cyprus, who, blind as a bat, swing out violently at Mz. Grue, but he only hit a pillar of the bank, exploding it into powder as he roared, his eyes starting to work again.

[Jack]

Jack's attention was caught by Spore's attack and it's effectiveness in paralysing one of the bad guys. Jack and Daphne were having little luck in doing much to the giant Cyprus. He had an idea to try and take advantage of the situation and try something new. He let out a breathy growl and slammed his claws down into the concrete. Ice formed around his claws over the ground and spread out towards Tom's Cyprus forming a thick icy line as it surrounded the giant villain and started growing upwards to entrap him.

[Spacefurry]

Seraphim

 

Seraphim was glad that her flash attack hadn’t hindered her teammates. Dr Zero seemed to be incapacitated by a cloud Spore had exhaled. She suddered involuntarily.

She seemed like a nice girl, but…

 

Seraphim shook her head.

“No time for that kind of thinking.”

She chided herself and turned her attention to the giant Tom that was still active.

 

Still airborne, she moved for a better line of sight and aimed a hand at the villain.

“It’s time you saw the light of.. your, ah errors…”

‘Geez that sounded stupid.’

She cringed, even as bright light flared and a beam of brilliance cut through the air to slam into the man with surprising solidity.

[Tiffany Korta]

Mz Grue

 

After a few minutes of trying to grapple with the swamp beast, Daphne decided on a slight change of tact. Obviously, the fact that she towered even over Tom made it difficult to get a good grip on the foe, so she shrunk back down to her normal height. But as she did, she made her body denser, making it more difficult to move if he managed to get a hold of her.

 

Initially, the plan seemed to be working, but whilst her smaller form allowed her to get a solid hold his strength meant she just couldn't keep the hold for very long, let alone be able to do anything beyond that.

 

"Well, this isn't going according to my plan!" Hopefully, the others were having a better go at things.

[Supercape]

GM

 

Spore spun her head left and right to try an assess the carnage across the danger room. It was impossible, she thought, pure chaos! Perhaps this was what a fight was about, too much happening too quickly to process. Reflexive - that's what things needed to be. And, this was the training to build those reflexes. 

 

All this whipped through her head in a second, providing a buffer to the chaos. "Ride the chaos!" she told herself. 

 

She threw a barrage of spores at Tom. Maybe they would hit, maybe not, maybe he would fall asleep, maybe not. Whatever happened, she would keep on fighting!

[Poncho]

(Count as King Cole III)

 

Renee finally had gotten her breath back after being violently knocked unconscious in a single hit, mostly thanks to Seraphim's assistance. But she struggled to her feet and breathed out slowly, forcing herself back to normal with a grin on her face.

 

"Thanks, Seraphim." the King grinned, brushing herself off. "Now then! Let us continue our engagement with these rapscallions! They shall come to know that their time has passed, and our time has come! That's the truth of the matter, that's the end of the line!" she called.

 

Meanwhile, Tom Cyprus was continuing his rampage; he was waylaid directly by Spore's spores, wading through them like they barely affected him. He had a few bruises, but he was barely slowing down, and without Dr. Zero to give him orders, he seemed to have lost even the barest amount of restraint in his actions, he was swinging wildly with haymakers, destroying the bank more than he was coming anywhere near hitting the students attempting to corral him. He crushed another pillar with a wild swing, sending shattered marble and plaster flying through the air of the simulator.

 

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!" he screamed, wordless, meaningless, simply emotional.

[Jack]

Jack narrowed his eyes, studying Tom intently as the swamp creature continued his rampage. The bear spirit within him growled, urging caution. The way Tom thrashed about nagged at Jack's subconscious, triggering an odd sensation he couldn't quite place. His mystical abilities prickled, sending faint signals through his thoughts.

 

As Tom lumbered forward, crushing everything in his path, realization dawned on Jack. The swamp beast was powerful, no doubt, able to shrug off their attacks like they were nothing more than pesky mosquito bites. But that strength came at a cost. Tom was slow, his movements ponderous and clumsy.

 

A broken pillar crashed to the ground at Jack's feet, sending up a cloud of dust and debris. Without hesitation, the giant teen reached down and grasped the pillar in his massive hands. The stone was cold against his skin, but Jack barely noticed. His focus was entirely on Tom.

 

With a grunt of effort, Jack hefted the pillar like a colossal baseball bat. The muscles in his arms and shoulders bulged with the strain, but he held it steady. Lost in his fury, Tom appeared oblivious to the lethal threat looming before him.

 

Jack took a step forward, planting his feet firmly. He drew in a deep breath, frost misting from his nostrils. Then, with a roar that shook the very foundations of the bank, he swung the pillar in a wide arc directly at Tom's hulking form. The stone whistled through the air, a makeshift weapon in the hands of a furious ice bear. Jack poured all his strength into the blow, determined to stop Tom's rampage once and for all.