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[MOD PLOT] Get Down, Madame President!
Who| Everyone who signed up
What| UP Council Rescue
Where| On Earth, during the field trip
When| At the end of the day during the Earth field trip
Warnings/Notes| Violence and whatnot
The first volleys of the attack are subtle. Some hacking from their support team causes the automatic locks to lock the doors. All communications in and out of the building are also suddenly cut off. It's right when everyone starts to panic that the attack starts.
The two terrorists put themselves in the middle of the UP Council hall and drop their disguise holograms. One is wearing a power suit that's red and the other is wearing one that's blue.
Concentric rings of red and blue energy start radiating out from the two meta-powered terrorists, their power suits controlling and channeling it. The blasts are concussive, damaging pylons and potted plants and the many floating platforms the delegates stand on.
The first waves hit the hardest, knocking everyone off their feet.
"You can call me Proton and this is my brother, Neutron," cries out the one in blue. "Down with Robotica! Down with the United Planets!"
"This is for Xanthu, you traitors to organic life!"
"For Xanthu!"
[ooc: planning post]
What| UP Council Rescue
Where| On Earth, during the field trip
When| At the end of the day during the Earth field trip
Warnings/Notes| Violence and whatnot
The first volleys of the attack are subtle. Some hacking from their support team causes the automatic locks to lock the doors. All communications in and out of the building are also suddenly cut off. It's right when everyone starts to panic that the attack starts.
The two terrorists put themselves in the middle of the UP Council hall and drop their disguise holograms. One is wearing a power suit that's red and the other is wearing one that's blue.
Concentric rings of red and blue energy start radiating out from the two meta-powered terrorists, their power suits controlling and channeling it. The blasts are concussive, damaging pylons and potted plants and the many floating platforms the delegates stand on.
The first waves hit the hardest, knocking everyone off their feet.
"You can call me Proton and this is my brother, Neutron," cries out the one in blue. "Down with Robotica! Down with the United Planets!"
"This is for Xanthu, you traitors to organic life!"
"For Xanthu!"
[ooc: planning post]
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Then, before he had time to really get back on balance, the webbing caught him by surprise.
"How can you protect these traitors to organic life?" he cried out, blasting around wildly because he couldn't see. "They've allied themselves with a species that killed millions of innocent people! Xanthu deserves vengeance!"
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As though other species in that hall hadn't. As though some people in that hall hadn't, possessed or no. (Not that Hal was going to argue that point with anyone who wasn't already aware of it.)
"Vengeance isn't justice, Shake n' Bake." Hal lowered the crowd to the ground, eyes still on Proton - the door he could probably take care of without having to look at it too hard, but if Proton got himself together enough for another wave, he'd have to move fast to keep everyone out of it.
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Boy, what a time for a super villain to pop up.
"I'm gonna try and slow him down!" He called out, energy gathering in his hands. If energy blasts was all he had to work with, then he was going to make it count. As such, he began to fire energy blasts one after the other, hoping the pressure would at least chip away at whatever defenses Proton had.
At the very least, it'd keep Proton distracted enough for whoever was on the ceiling to get the drop on him.
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Though really, her own plan had essentially turned into "hit him on the head really head." But okay, cool. It was a solid plan, pretty much worked every time. Now about that part where they're supposed to hit him on the head really hard. Hey, when in doubt? Just punch again and again until something happened.
So she did, once she had an opening between all the blasting going on.
Gwen figured that the see-through portions of the helmet would be easier to break into.
Good job, Team 1! You can thread a little of the aftermath if you like
"They aren't innocents! They didn't even censure the Roboticans!" Proton cried out, still shooting wildly and trying to get the sticky webbing off his helmet.
Gohan's assault started to quickly overwhelm him. While they had to fight against the force of his explosive rings, the constant blasts meant that some of them broke through and caused at least some damage to the suit, making it harder for him to properly regulate and direct his power.
"You don't understand what our people went through! You don't see the machines for what they are --"
Gohan's attacks also left Proton plenty distracted while Gwen went in for the KO.
Her punches broke the helmet and then? Then it was lights out. Proton went down like a sack of bricks, unconscious.
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"Seriously? At least look like you're trying."
Granted, he didn't know exactly what Gwen was capable of, and he knew a lot of them probably hit a lot harder than the average person, but still. One punch? Come on, that was just disappointing.
A chain of green light faded into view around Proton, binding his arms behind his back. No sense in taking chances.