DV Dream Warriors [Concept Thread]

[Zephyrus]

I see Both Fireballs missed completely , and they didn't even stun the enemy's. I notice One's Concentration on the car and see Aaron telepathic concentration as well. My thoughts are racing, should i defend or should I quick counter attack? I decide defense is the best option to go for. I think about my invisibility in the dream scene. "this is just a dream, nothing can hurt me" "That car isn't real, it is light as foam" "Nothing here can hurt me" I start pumping myself, i have to make myself believe that i am truly invincible. I pinch myself up, and it doesn't hurt at all. I stay in my crouched position, eyes quickly flicking between One and Aaron. I can't tell who they are gonna aim for, so I keep a close eye on both of them. I am Extremely pumped, and Ready to take on any object that comes flying towards me. Hows that for a defensive build up?

[Oneironaut Zero]

Not too bad, but here's something that we'll have to clear up, for the rules: In most paragraph RP, there is a set minimum number of lines or paragraphs that magic prep has to be, which promotes creativity. I was thinking of setting it to 15 lines (which, depending on how you divvy them up, could be three good paragraphs of 5 lines...not too demanding), but I'm thinking of just letting that be something that the fighters agree upon, before-hand. That count should start at the first sentence of your actual prep, and go until the last sentence in which the magic is ready to be used. However many lines of text (in the post window) that the rules are set for magic prep, both the person attacking and the person defending have to match or exceed. For the sake of this test match, lets do, say, 10 lines? (Yeah?) Not too much detail, but enough to get a good story out of it? We can let this turn go by, though, without worrying about fixing anything. Let's just pretend there are 10 full lines in your prep, and go from there. It's just something that needs to be set to a specific level, for the future. Also, this is where stats are starting to come into play. Aus, since my offensive control is at a 3, and your defensive control is at a 1, you still definitely don't want to get hit with this car, if I swing it at you. Haha. How do we set this into the rules, though? Should we say that, since you prepped, it would only hit for 1 point? That would make sense to me. However, if you get hit with it, you would have to consider the differences of our stats, in writing out what kind of pain/damage it would do to you, I would think. Does that seem logical? In addition to that, Auron and I were having a conversation about time manipulation, in chat, last night, and I'd like to get others' opinions. He'd brought up using time manipulation, which was something I'd thought about for a little while. I had concluded that time manipulation (which might fall under Miscellaneous Magic, for the sake of simplicity) shouldn't be allowed, because it's something that is very difficult to do without seeming as just a cheap way of getting out of a hit. It's just something that's hard to do, fairly. But what do you all think of this? Any ideas are welcome, if there are any as to how something like that could be explained in the rules, as being possible with some sort of limitations. I'll be back with my RP post in a little bit... (By the way, once we get the rules and format all worked out, all of the fights, from here on, will have their own threads. This thread can remain as the thread to do all Out of Character (or anything that doesn't have to do with the actual fight texts, themselves) talking. We're just putting them all in one place, for now.

[Oneironaut Zero]

Oneironaut watches Aaron lift the car as well, wondering just how good the man might be with his skills. He waited for just a moment, watching Aaron with his direct gaze, but trying to keep at least a little attention aimed up high, at the other man, who was standing on top of the town hall roof. Oneironaut's body suddenly twists, and he winds himself up like a pitcher. Quickly, he plants his left foot and swings his right arm around, in an overhand throw gesture. The car he had been holding onto rockets away from its position, and rotates while it flies directly toward Aaron, who is still not but a few yards away. Oneironaut's intention was to attack Aaron while he was concentrating on lifting the car, wondering, himself, whether the man would be able to avoid it and keep the other vehicle afloat. Tossed like a Matchbox car, the 4 door vehicle strikes the ground once with the tail end, causing the entire vehicle to spin even faster and wilder. It moves in with a force that would surely crush his opponents dream body. Even more perilous is the fact that, upon hitting the ground, the fuel tank had ruptured, and there is now a steady stream of gasoline jetting out of the whirling car, just waiting for the slightest spark, with which to be ignited. It doesn't help that Aaron is still standing quite close to where AusFire's fireball had struck the ground, a small gathering of residual flames still dancing over the concrete, a few mere feet away. Oneironaut's attack takes less than a second, and by the looks of things, the spinning geyser of fuel should be set to reach the flames, right around the moment the car, itself, reaches Aaron. 'This,' Oneironaut thinks to himself, '...should be quite the spectacle...'

[Hukif]

Oh I has ideas on time manipulation! In fact, I was thinking when reading the thread "If that were me, I would be able to pull only 2 fireballs and be energy depleted" so what about making those too strong spells be limited by either mana or a set number of uses? Though mana is easier since then you can make the mana-use bound to the event, like "sure you can send a fireball back in time, but can't stop a nuclear explosion with it" or something.

[Oneironaut Zero]

Hmm. I will give it some thought. A mana-like system could work for heavy attacks. Would have to try to make it into a more dream-related name/attribute, I think.

[Hukif]

Hm... lets use the greek word for energy? Energos? Or someone can try and fuse Energos and Oneiro... good luck with that one though, seems really hard to me <.<

[Zephyrus]

Also, this is where stats are starting to come into play. Aus, since my offensive control is at a 3, and your defensive control is at a 1, you still definitely don't want to get hit with this car, if I swing it at you. Haha. How do we set this into the rules, though? Should we say that, since you prepped, it would only hit for 1 point? That would make sense to me. However, if you get hit with it, you would have to consider the differences of our stats, in writing out what kind of pain/damage it would do to you, I would think. Does that seem logical? I was thinking something Different. Since My Invulnerability is at 19, with a bit of prep I should be able to block off most things, however since my defensive control is 1, I wouldn't be able to do some things next turn. Eg/ Instead of throwing the car at Aaron, you threw it at me. It was a direct hit. I blocked it without receiving any damage, However I have been stunned. I have lost my invulnerability and would have To Prep to use it again. If Aaron attacked me as well, i would then be susceptible to damaging attacks. My Next turn I can not use any Prep Dream skills, and can not launch any harmful attacks

[Oneironaut Zero]

Hm... lets use the greek word for energy? Energos? Or someone can try and fuse Energos and Oneiro... good luck with that one though, seems really hard to me <.< Maybe it could be like a "Lucidity" gauge? You know; whenever you run out, you forget that you are dreaming, lose all powers of control, and are pretty much left as a human person. You'll still be able to use any weapons lying around, though. So you'll basically be your regular self, fighting superhumans. Haha. I was thinking something Different. Since My Invulnerability is at 19, with a bit of prep I should be able to block off most things, however since my defensive control is 1, I wouldn't be able to do some things next turn. Eg/ Instead of throwing the car at Aaron, you threw it at me. It was a direct hit. I blocked it without receiving any damage, However I have been stunned. I have lost my invulnerability and would have To Prep to use it again. If Aaron attacked me as well, i would then be susceptible to damaging attacks. My Next turn I can not use any Prep Dream skills, and can not launch any harmful attacks So, you wouldn't actually take any points off, but you would have to describe the effect it had on you, in your next turn, rendering you temporarily unable to attack/defend. I like it!

[ooflendoodle]

Oof lazily looked up, it was a nice sunny day, almost perfect, but there was no breeze, odd. Why had he woken up anyways? He began to reality check but then saw something quite interesting, a ball of fire. Noticing this really shocked him into awareness, and he sat upright fingering his trusty, red handled, three inch, black steel pocket knife. The attack was aimed no where near him and he thought he saw something at the Town Hall but couldn't tell, he watched as a car was flung straight at the town hall, "What the heck" he said a bit loudly, then began walking towards the scene of the fight, wanting to see more, when something caught his attention, a glimmer under the water. He was already at the beach so he began walking towards the water. The oddest thing happened though, he felt almost a mental itch, there was something important he needed to realize, but he couldn't figure it out, there seemed to be numbers, around twenty of them randomly pooping into his head but he couldn't make sense of those either. "Why do I have a bow with poison tipped arrows on them?" (I thought I would join in when I gained lucidity but if I can't join late that's cool, I'll write myself out.)

[Oneironaut Zero]

Heh. I appreciate that you wanna participate, ooflendoodle. However, at the moment, we are just kind of testing the system out, and aren't taking any more fighters. Once we get the RP officially up and running, we'll be letting everyone start creating threads for their individual fights. Right now, we're just testing out the format, though.

[Hukif]

For the lucidity gauge, would that make it a rule that lucidity = no powers? Considering there are some people who say they are stronger non-lucid than lucid.

[ooflendoodle]

As he walked towards the water everything began to get misty and colorless. "What's goi-" but he had already woken up.

[Oneironaut Zero]

For the lucidity gauge, would that make it a rule that lucidity = no powers? Considering there are some people who say they are stronger non-lucid than lucid. That's a good point, and one I didn't think about. Yes, losing all points on that gauge would make someone just 'his/herself,' without having any special dream powers.

[Zephyrus]

|-1-|-2-|-3-|-4-|-5-|-6-|-7-|-8-|-9-|-10-|-11-|-12-|-13-|-14-|-15-|-16-|-17-|-18-|-19-|-L-| I watch Oneironaut and Aaron carefully, they are both concentrating on the car. Oneironaut then suddenly throws the car towards me and Aaron. I brace myself and ready for the impact of the car. But One wasn't aiming for me, he was going for Aaron The car rockets towards Aaron, the fuel tank rupturing and spilling Petrol everywhere. Some of the petrol lands on my previous Fireball. The petrol catches fire, and starts spurting towards the car at an incredibly fast rate. Aaron Attempts to jump out of the way, but he is too late. The car slams into him, just as the fire reaches the main petrol tank. The car explodes into a huge ball of fire. Debris Fly all over the place. I feel the heat wave encompass me, It feels uncomfortable. The dream Characters around are in utter shock. They scream and panic and run away. Several Spot fires have started around the place, a few them on the town hall. Aaron is nowhere in sight, he must have woken up. I am worried about the building catching ablaze, so I leap into the air. I head west out towards the highway. I am flying pretty fast 80km per hour. I can feel the cool breeze in my hair as I fly towards the cars parked along the highway. It only takes a few seconds to reach the highway. I fly around 20 meters above the cars, observing which one to pick. I look up towards the Main street, I can not see Oneironaut as of yet. I take a closer look at the cars. I notice a beautiful Dark Grey, right hand drive Aston Martin Db9. I land right next it to, Open the door and hop in. I Start the car, stick it in drive, release the hand brake, and plant my foot on the accelerator, just as my favorite song "Only for the weak" by In flames starts playing on the radio. -1 Point |-1-|-2-|-3-|-4-|-5-|-6-|-7-|-8-|-9-|-10-|-11-|-12-|-13-|-14-|-15-|-16-|-17-|-18-|-L-|-20-|

[Oneironaut Zero]

A mischeivous grain sprawls across Oneironaut's face, his eyes widening with reverie while he watches the vehicle explode upon impact. The flaming vehicle crashes into Aaron at full speed, leaving nothing but a trail of blood and searing metal debris, on its way to the wall of the town hall that the man had been seated in front of. The wreckage smashes into the closest window, quite the beautiful chorus of shatter glass accompanying the low-end boom of a second, subsequent, explosion. That's one down. (For those who may not know, Tom32 has left and is not coming back to finish the fight. I have been talking with AusFire in chat, and we're trying to refine the point system a little bit, as far as what hits do what damage, and how to guage the whole lucidity/energy thing, so you might see a few changes, here and there, over the course of the fight.) By the time Oneironaut can turn his attetion back to his 'one-to-go', AustralianFire had already taken off, small groups of pedestrian dream characters scattering at the intense crash. He focuses his mind upon his own form, feeling a tingling numbness spread through him while he dissociates his mental self from the illusion of pavement beneath the feet of his dream body. Slowly, he rises, levitating off of the ground and into the air. His eyes cut off to the west, tracing a mental track through the sky, toward the horizon where AusFire had just faded from sight. Shortly after taking the moment to decided whether or not he wanted to follow - always wary of being led into a trap, Oneironaut not fighting gained greater altitude and rocketed off in the same direction, the simulated wind resistence of the dream world screaming in his ears. He'd seen how fast Aus had flown, so he hurried to match his pace, his eyes scanning far ahead of his position. After a few short moments, his eyes catch down at ground level; a familiar figure ducking quickly into a gorgeous, grey coupe. From the distance, he can't quite tell if it's one of those new Jags, or an Aston Martin. It's damn nice, though... Whatever the case, Oneironaut swoops in low, still speeding through the air, but now just a few yards over the street, quickly moving to close the distance between himself and Aus's getaway car, from behind. ============= -1 lucidity point for flight [Energy: 20] [Lucidity: 19]

[Zephyrus]

My Car skids off at an incredibly fast rate. Within seconds I am flying down south at 130km/h, and still getting faster. I look in my rear view mirror, and see Oneironaut flying behind me. I know the corner is coming up quick that I have to turn down. I push out my mind and grab hold of the car. I can feel the car revving, the pistons turning, the speakers booming. I mentally turn up the radio to max volume, hoping One will hear it. I have become one with the car. I see the corner ahead, I am going 170km/h. I telepathically pick the car off the ground and rotate it and place it back down with me still inside. The Tires re-grip the road and skid off down Belinda Street. I try to keep a look out for One but its hard to see where he is. I Hold my telepathic connection with the car, and can see Rollings road ahead. Again I pick the car of the ground and rotate it, flying up Rowlins Road. I narrowly miss a Dream character kid running across the Road. I take my foot off the accelerator. I pick up the car mentally one more time, and dump it on the oval (Gerry Emery Reserve). Right next to the Gatling gun. I dive out of the Car and pick up the Gatling gun. I throw it up the roof of the car and put my hands on the trigger, swiveling around to check where One is, fingers ready to shoot...... ============= -1 lucidity point for Telepathic connection with car Energy [20] Lucidity [18]

[Oneironaut Zero]

Oneironaut smiles into the oncoming wind, streaming through the air toward AusFire's car, which he'd come to realize is an Aston Martin. The sound of the music has long-since reached his ears, and he gives a subtle shake of his head at his opponent, thinking that the young man is enjoying himself just a little too much in this dream. Oneironaut knows that he's going to have to turn up the heat, for his adversary to take him seriously. After all, who takes their opponent seriously, in a dream? Stunned pedestrians watch in awe as Oneironaut soars down the street, just a few short feet over the tops of the cars in traffic. He speeds passed them like a low-flying jet, nearing the roaring roadster before him. Oneironaut knows that now would be as good a time as any to take a shot, since AusFire is somewhat 'stuck' in his vehicle, and his movements should be somewhat limited. Closing in on the Aston, Oneironaut - having been flying Superman style - now brings both fists back near his sides, drawing kinetic energy from within his center and imagining it pumping into his hands, like pulsing swells of rushing water through a pair hoses. His fists tighten - eyes focused on his target, taking care not to lose sight of it, in the chaotic fray of the other cars that were swerving to get out of AusFire's way. More and more energy he gathers, knowing that he will have to make a blast big enough for AusFire to have trouble steering clear of. All he needs is just a few more moments to line up his shot... Without warning, though, AusFire's car levitates a few feet from the ground, rotates itself to negotiate a seemingly-impossible turn, and then slams back down onto the street, tires peeling themselves around the corner and struggling to keep the vehicle on the road. Surprised by this, Oneironaut decides to let the kinetic energy continue to build in his hands. Sparkling bursts of crackling, yellow light trail out behind his clenched fists as curiousity sets in. Just where was this joker going? Gracefully, he rounds the corner, seeing that AusFire is no longer on this cross-street, neither. Obviously, he'd made another quick turn, but which way? Skid marks in the intersection told the tale, and Oneironaut rounded another curve after them, still in flight. Yet another set of skid marks veer around another approaching corner, and O follows suit, rounding this corner as well, only to find himself staring down the barrel of a gatling gun. Preparing for a barrage of bullets, Oneironaut quickly arcs his flight-path slightly upward, still heading in the same direction as the hunkered-down AusFire, but quickly gaining altitude. He relenquishes control of his own flight, using the new upward momentum to continue to propel him on the same trajectory, knowing that his quick change in direction should make him harder to hit. Now soaring upwards at a 70-degree angle, maybe two dozen feet in the air, Oneironaut's path is likely to take him up and over AusFire's car - assuming he isn't shot out of the air, on the way. Both glowing arms now raise up above him, palms shimmering with yellow light as they cross over his head. The word "Masenko........." explodes from his throat, beginning to call out the name of his next move before using it. ================ -1 Point for Flight -1 Point to prep Ki energy [Energy: 20] [Lucidity: 17]

[Zephyrus]

I know I don't have much time before Oneironaut reaches my position, a few seconds maybe. I Look for a Lock-On Button on the Gatling gun "It should be here somewhere" I think to myself. Underneath the gun Is a little red button, with the words "lock-on" Stamped Across it. I hit it. The gun starts swiveling on its own 360 degree axis, completely on its own accord. I then concentrate on my fist, imagining it been as hard as lead, incredibly strong. I focus my thoughts on it. I then Raise me fist and look towards A corner of the base of the gun. I bring my fist down strait into the base, it makes a dint in the car. I hit the other three corners of the gun base. I grab the roof of the car and stretch it over the top. It looks like one of the worst welding joints you can do. "Close enough" I think to myself. The gun Suddenly Swivels Around to the South-West. The Gun starts pumping out bullets at a rate of knots. I look and watch A barrage Of bullets Fly up Strait towards One's position, I notice his hands glowing with yellow light. I jump off the roof of the car and jump into the drivers seat, I do not want to be in the position when One Let's his powered up attack off. As I close the door I hear One Scream "Masenko......" I plant my foot on the accelerator, hoping that this Car can get out of the way before All hell Breaks Loose. ================ -1 Point for creating Lock On -1 Point For Shoddy welding [Energy: 20] [Lucidity: 16]

[Oneironaut Zero]

After not much more than a moment, Oneironaut is upon his opponent, swooping high above the car just as the compound muzzle of the mounted machine gun begins to spin. Hundreds of two-foot flames spit out of the powerful weapon's main barrel, chasing every bullet before dissipating into the air. Oneironaut doesn't find himself worried, in the least. He has no time for worries, at this particular moment. He is thinking but one thing, and one thing only... 'This shot better count...' In one, literally blinding moment, his hands extend in front of him, fingers splayed, hands still one behind the other with his palms facing AusFire's would-be getaway car. His booming verbal command ends with "...HAAAAAAAAAAA!!!" just as a magnificent yellow light surges outwards from his palms, so bright that it fought with the sun over supremacy of space around him. From the center of this wild, searing flash of energy, a single, directed beam is propelled, firing down at an angle, toward the gatling gun turret on the top of the vehicle. The beam, itself, is quite monstrous, formed into a fat bulb of light at the end of a growing trail of nearly white-hot ki that traces back to its base at the point where his extended hands meet. The bullets from the machine gun hardly stood a chance. The deadly metal tips turn red, upon colliding with the heat of the oncoming energy wave, and they are thrown harmlessly off their courses, in succession, during the luminescent death ray's journey down toward it's intended target. The gun continues to fire away, though, despite that Oneironaut's oncoming ki blast is blocking him from the line of fire and eating up all of the bullets, on its way down toward the car. The prepped energy of Oneironaut's Masenko attack faced no resistance, upon its path. There was nothing to slow it down, and it was fired with all the resolve of a rocket propelled grenade, packing a punch that would surely blow the vehicle to dust. Even with all its horses, it would be a stretch to imagine that the car could peel off the line with enough acceleration to avoid being blown to hell, because this beam was a speeding missile from the air, and it was set to make a very, very big boom. It seemed to him, that AusFire had made a grave mistake, in deciding to drive his way out, having confined himself to the car. Oneironaut's inertia carries his body in a high arc, gravity beginning to set back in and gradually pull him down toward the earth while he still surges forward through the air, 'dead' bullets flinging out in all directions, below him. He tucks and rolls in an acrobatic fashion, looking as if on the tail in of a journey out of a cannon. From what he can gather of his orientation, his speed and trajectory has taken him well up and over AusFire's car - which is probably now having an up-close and personal meeting with O's energy blast - and he will soon be set to land on the street, a few safe yards in front of where the car should probably be, after getting blasted. ======================== -1 Heavy Magic Attack [Energy: 20] [Lucidity: 16] (I think you might be in trouble on this one, man. )

[Zephyrus]

The Car Skids on the Grass, the tires Aren't gaining Any grip. I Panic. There would be no Way I could get me and the car out of this explosion Alive. I Make A split Second Decision. I Make A water Field around me. Just enough to Cover my body. If I Had more prep Time I could have saved the car.I brace for impact. A massive Heat Wave from One's attack Takes Up the Entire car. Everything Bursts into Flames. I hold onto My Water Field, Trying My Hardest Not be over come by the fire. The Heat Is intense. I look around in the fire, the seat i am sitting on is burning up. The windows On the car are blown outwards. The Entire Dash Board is on The fire. The Gatling Gun has stopped Firing, presumably in flames. Molten Metal Is dripping Next to and On me. The Whole Entire Car is completely Destroyed. The heat starts dying Down. I am Still somehow managing to hold onto the water Shield. I am in complete survival Mode, complete concentration on the water field. I look around for One. He is hovering over to the left of the wreck of the car. I hope the flames Mask The fact I am still Inside the car. ======================== -5 for Heavy energy attack against me -1 for hydrokinesis Energy [15] Lucidity [15] (I think that is how the energy bar works?)

[Oneironaut Zero]

======================== -5 for Heavy energy attack against me -1 for hydrokinesis Energy [15] Lucidity [15] (I think that is how the energy bar works?) Hmm. Pretty much. Originally, I was thinking that heavy attacks could take 2 points from your opponent instead of 1, but starting at 20, the matches might take a really long time. Lol. Let's leave heavy attacks at 5 for now, and maybe regular attacks hit for 2? Also, that blast would have been more like a missile slamming into the car and blowing it up. Since my energy blast had a full prep behind it, the water shield wouldn't have been able to withstand it. I'd think you'd have to RP some damage in there, because that would have hurt! Haha. Yes? No?

[Zephyrus]

Hmm. Pretty much. Originally, I was thinking that heavy attacks could take 2 points from your opponent instead of 1, but starting at 20, the matches might take a really long time. Lol. Let's leave heavy attacks at 5 for now, and maybe regular attacks hit for 2? Also, that blast would have been more like a missile slamming into the car and blowing it up. Since my energy blast had a full prep behind it, the water shield wouldn't have been able to withstand it. I'd think you'd have to RP some damage in there, because that would have hurt! Haha. Yes? No? Well I took into account that that blast would have done significant damage. If I wasn't able to put up a little water barricade I would be dead. However my water manipulation skill is quite high, so I could have summoned it in time. However since it had no Prep, I suffer significant damage, that is why i took off 5 points, or should it be 10? once we get to zero energy points we wake up and are defeated?

[Oneironaut Zero]

Well I took into account that that blast would have done significant damage. If I wasn't able to put up a little water barricade I would be dead. However my water manipulation skill is quite high, so I could have summoned it in time. However since it had no Prep, I suffer significant damage, that is why i took off 5 points, or should it be 10? once we get to zero energy points we wake up and are defeated? Ah, ok. I get you. You don't have to worry about your character dying, though, until you run out of energy. Sure, an attack like the one I did might fuck you up a bit, but you wouldn't die/lose because of it, unless your energy is that low. And yeah, I figure that, when you run out of energy (might have to think of another word for it, but I can't at the moment. Haha), you are expelled from the dream - you wake up - and lose. I'll have a post up in a bit!

[Oneironaut Zero]

(I'm going to test out writing in first person for a bit. It's not my usual style of RP, but it makes it feel a bit more like a dream journal entry. ) Even while passing overhead, the explosion is extremely intense. I would have to imagine that, if AusFire is still trapped in the car, he must not be having the greatest time within the inferno. A few more rotations of my lithe, acrobatic maneuver, and I'm soon landing with a catlike precision, on the street in front of the firey wreckage, having twisted around to face the destruction, upon my final flip. A single hand touches down beside one deeply-bent knee, steadying my landing before I rise to full height, surveying the damage. I figure that now wouldn't be the greatest time to relax. If AusFire is still capable of fighting, then I really don't plan on giving the time to gather his wits about him. One foot slides just a bit behind me, bracing myself to attempt another superhuman ability. My hands elevate to just in front of my face, crossing just slightly, at the wrists, fingers curled in a tiger-claw type of position. I envision some of the countless times that I'd seen Wolverine force his claws out from their sheathes within his forearms, gritting my teeth to make the transformation as convincing as possible, knowing that I really have to sell it, in order for it to work in the dream state with any effectiveness. Powerfully, both arms pull away from each one another. Cupped fingers clench into fists while my upper torso is thrown backward, like a feral beast bellowing at the heavens with the full force of the lungs burried deep within its barreled chest. In the same fashion, a mighty growl accompanies the spasm, seeming, myself, to be a savage beast gearing up for a mid-day mauling. Upon completion of this gesture, just as planned, three identical blades explode out of from between the knucle sections of each of my fists - each deadly appendage extending to a good foot or so, in length. My knees bend once again, upperbody thrown forward this time, like a sprinter just getting ready to come off the line. Now on my mark, I crouch, poised and ready to begin an onslaught at a moment's notice. ================== -1 for prepped transformation: Wolverine Claws [Energy: 20] [Lucidity: 15]

[Zephyrus]

The Inferno in the car has some what Died a bit down. I gather my thoughts, the water shield is now a subconscious Barrier. I look at the flames around and think about Using them to my advantage. I watch One Land back on the ground, he is concentrating and powering up another attack. FFS he can't leave me alone can he? I decided to fight fire with fire. Literally. I look at the flames around me. I start swirling them around, moving them around me. I drop the water Shield, it is no longer need. The flames are under my complete dominance, where ever I want them to go, they go. To the left, to the right, up, down The flames Belong to me. I step out the wrecked vehicle, the flames following me out. I Stare at Oneironaut, the flames forming A sphere around me. Several flames are darting around at once, ready to obey my every command, my loyal subjects, they will obey me. the Heat around my is getting pretty intense, the grass below me and around me is completely burnt and the fire just keeps on growing. I mutter under my breath "pay back time, bitch" ================== -1 For Fire Prep Attack Energy [15] Lucidity [14] P.s I like it when your write in first person. It flows better reading the battle