Out With the Old [modplot]

[letsgolegion]

Who| Everyone who signed up
What| The rescue of the NPC Legionnaires
Where| A movie studio in New New York
When| Takes place the same time as "Books of Magic"
Warnings/Notes| N/a

The studio where the Legionnaires are being held is swarming with supervillains. It's a trap, of course. But that doesn't mean they have to walk right into it. They have a plan, and now it's time to put it into action.

The Legion of Supervillains are expecting the non-native Legionnaires to be pushovers. They're about to discover just how crushingly, devastatingly wrong they are.

Comments

[fuckyouhamatoyoshi]

Jason's youth and inexperience betray his advanced form and powerful spirit. He moves like someone who takes martial arts seriously, but has very little experience outside the dojo. It's only too bad that Jason will most likely not live to learn more.

The palm strike is the act of someone with no better option, but it's not necessarily ineffective. Shredder suspects it hurts Jason more than it hurts him but the important thing is to keep the bottom of the mask from hitting his throat, and he turns his head to the side so that the strike can bounce against his chin. He feels the padding under the metal shift and a bruise that he only notices in passing start to form.

He aims his next strike towards Jason's solar plexus, with such force that it should send him across the room. Assuming it doesn't break his ribs.

[kingtyrantranger]

Jason's breath explodes out of him in a burst and it's only through experience with taking hits like this one that he doesn't end up flat on his rear. Man, wherever this guy came from, they needed to lay off the Wheaties.

He'd joke about it, but he's too busy catching his breath. Nothing feels broken, and he's definitely taken a kick the wrong way, but... Man. The Shredder was on a totally different level.

He straightens, trying to put on a tougher front, and shakes some of the sting out of his hand. No way around it, he'd have to use his powers to amp himself up. No one else is in range, so it's not going to do him a lot of good, but it would help him just a tad. Sticking to what works on people won't work, not against a dude like this. He's just going to have to treat him like one of Rita's monsters.

With that thought in mind, he abandons the picture perfect stance and goes on the offense, charging the Shredder. After a few steps, he pushes off and twists in mid-air, crying out as he aims a flying back kick at the Shredder's chest, thrusting his foot out. If he can knock the guy over, then maybe he could claim the advantage. Of course, this wasn't the subtlest attack he could choose...

[fuckyouhamatoyoshi]

The boy doesn't have the endurance he needs to survive this.

Certainly he'll last an impressive amount of time for his age, but he won't make it out alive.

The Shredder suspects he has something else planned, considering that he is not fleeing and seems to be willing to experiment. He reacts to the charge by adopting a defensive stance, and when he reacts to the kick, it's by twisting his body to take the kick with his folded arms. He has to adjust his stance to account for the force. It's more like a cannonball shot to an armored tank. The force is strong but the hull is stronger.

And then, quickly, Shredder grabs for his ankle. If Jason doesn't move fast enough, he'll risk being swung aside like a ragdoll.