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Tweak says, "i am not the one!"

Kael'Thas Sunstrider (bloodragedsoul) wrote in utr_logs,
@ 2009-01-24 14:49:00

Entry tags:

até, kael'thas sunstrider, kitt (2008), marco, seth balmore, soren skwigelf

Who: Prince Kael'Thas Sunstrider and Open to all who want to try and take him down
Where: Rockerfeller Square
When: Saturday
Why: He's reverted to big bad magic guy and has to be stopped
Rating: Uh PG-13 for ass kicking?

He'd sent his phoenix on a rampage, the bird flying high up, and with a flaming strike, dove down and set fire to the entire block around the ice rink in the center of the square.

"Good, good boy. Melt the ice," he instructed, pointing at the rink. "This will make an excellent reconstruction site." The phoenix nodded, circled back around and spewed a jet of flame so hot that the ice melted and began to boil immediately. When it'd finished its task, he moved to hover just above Kael'Thas, where dressed in large arcane robes, he moved about setting what appeared to be some powerful magically imbued gems around the outer ring of the rink. They glowed green with a low hum just like the large green crystal protruding from his chest. He was a shadow of the way he'd been before this. His skin was greyish and gaunt, his face sunken in...one of the Wretched. He'd been resurrected by his master and now he would do what he'd always wished to: restore the Sunwell and bring glory back to his people, the Sin'dorei, children of the blood.

He didn't see anything foreseeable stopping his plans. Soon, all would be well.

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ironteen
2009-01-25 03:56 pm UTC (link)

Sophie examined the information as well and actually had to physically stop herself from rolling her eyes, even though no one would really see it behind her helmet.

"It's from an internet game? Seriously? Why don't we just battle a giant LOLcat? Makes just as much sense doesn't it?"

She was nervous and antsy. She wanted to get out there and get it over with, but at the same time she wanted to put it off as long as possible.

She crossed her arms and tried to project an attitude of bordom, grateful for the armor hiding her real emotions which were probably written all over her face at this point. Looking cocky was always better for a superhero than looking like a kid about to puke on the bus on the first day of school.

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knight3000
2009-01-25 04:03 pm UTC (link)

"I am not familiar with that which you are referring to, but I take it from your statement that you find this scenario implausible." The black Mustang continues to idle. "For my part, I will also state that I have never truly encountered this concept of magic before, and am unfamiliar with its parameters and limitations. However, I am capable of withstanding considerable blast damage and surface temperatures in the several thousands of degrees. I can comfortably seat 4 passengers should the need arise, and I have many different armaments at my disposal, both lethal and nonlethal. I have no frame of reference for their efficacy against a magical target, but I expect I shall discover that today."

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	hasapoint 2009-01-25 07:59 pm UTC (link)
	SNIKT. "I cut stuff," Logan said to the car, since everybody seemed to be sharing. "Now can we finish the share-fest and get this show on the road?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

bladezz
2009-01-25 10:27 pm UTC (link)

Bladezz crept up quietly behind everyone else. He was actually pretty sure this was a Bad Fucking Idea and he was way underleveled, but honestly he was mostly curious about if he could do what his toon could do before. Being a level 80 combat rogue would be awesome, really.

He stood away from the crowd, maces in hand, glad he'd picked them up from that guy he'd met online.

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banishedruin
2009-01-25 10:36 pm UTC (link)

Até nodded, tilting her head toward Wolverine. "Edward Scissorhands here has a point. Are we waiting for the guy to do something? If we're really doing show and tell, I ruin things. And people. I can't die, and I can swing whatever weapon you think is gonna help." Not that she had one on her, but she could conjure up anything once she knew what the basic idea was.

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imthecuteone
2009-01-25 10:59 pm UTC (link)

Marco sighed, running one hand through his hair. He'd hoped that more people would show up, but it seemed that they had all they were going to get right here. Okay, fine, I can work with this.

He schooled his features into the kind of commanding look he'd seen Jake adopt in times like these and faced the group. "Okay. Here's the plan: When we get in there, I want Wolverine," he nodded at Logan, "the two Irons, and," he glanced at Seth, "you, I'm sorry I don't know your name but we can do introductions after this, to get in his face. Once you're there, fuck him up. Your job is to make sure he keeps his focus on you guys. Yes, it's dangerous, and you'll probably be taking heavy damage. But that's the point."

He turned to Codex next. "You, Codex, are our dedicated healer. You need to be in the safest spot on the battlefield. That," he gestured to KITT, "is where KITT comes in." He wasn't entirely concerned with whether KITT was unnerved at Marco knowing his name without ever meeting him before. Now wasn't the time for that sort of thing. Typically he'd have her healing focused on the tanks, but since two of them flat-out told her not to, and the other two might not be affected by it in their powersuits, he figured he'd give it a brief mention and move on. "If the tanks need healing, let 'em have it, but if it's not viable focus on whoever else needs it." He gave her a serious look. Not intimidating, but he wanted to make sure she realized how important his next statement was. "You need to stay inside. He'll know you're a healer, and that paints a bulls eye on your head. A big bulls eye." He glanced at KITT. "Keep Codex safe. If you can do lifescans, do them often, so that she knows who needs her healing the most. If you want to fire any weapons you have at him, go for it, we'll need all the offensive help we can get."

He'd noticed the girl with the bow and turned to her. "You and me will be firing from ranged. We stay close enough to communicate, but far enough that one attack won't take out both of us. If there's available cover, we take up positions behind it, if not then we'll need to keep on the move."

He turned to Soren and Dr. Strange. "You guys already have the right idea. All I can add is that I want layered protections on as many of us as you can, excluding me. I've got protection already." He gestured to the anti-ray shield, the amulet-looking thing he was wearing around his neck. "After that, go with your plans. I especially like the bubble idea, Doctor."

He turned to Bladezz. "I can tell from what you've got there that you should be the key doing massive sneak attack damage. Go with that." He didn't know what the other woman could do, but he didn't want Bladezz on his own. "Ma'am, you'll be doing the same thing." He tossed his energy sword to her, sword-belt, sheath and all. "Swing that. It's got a little extra oomph, but then again, most of us have got a little extra oomph ourselves."

He glanced around at all of them, then smashed his fist into his open palm. "We're done waiting. Remember your roles. Let's do this thing." Not caring about the scene anymore, he opened his duffel and removed the rifle, checking it like a pro before slinging it over his shoulder. "Move out." Despite his desire to shout the Avenger's catchphrase, his mood had taken on a bit too serious of a turn for that.

He led the group across the street, pausing briefly at the door. Here we go... He shoved open the doors and proceeded to head in, keeping low. Or at least that's what he tried to do. Instead, the group was teleported, much like in an actual instance, into the main battlefield. He identified it as Rockefeller Square.

"Everybody go!" He saw a good spot and tossed a significant look at Tink to catch her attention, then jerked his head and began moving swiftly to the area he'd spotted as perfect for ranged combat. The two of them set up there, and he signaled her to stay down. He didn't want to draw any attention until after the tanks were in position.

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ironteen
2009-01-26 10:03 pm UTC (link)

"So does this mean I can't call shotgun in the pretty car?" She said to no one in particular, but fully aware that both Jarvis and her dad would hear it anyway.

Being the rookie, she followed Wolverine and Ironman out, thrusters set so she hovered above the ground a few inches, before flying off with Ironman to go wreck some havoc on the crazy pixel thing. Hopefully, she wouldn't be too scared to be witty. All the good superheros were smartasses. Weren't they?

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