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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]
no subject
Taking advantage of him freezing up, some Science Police officers rushed in, putting a power restraint collar around his neck and affixing a device to the armor to power down any potential weapons it had on its own. They cuffed his hands behind his back.
It was over.
no subject
"That was a much easier than I thought it would be." One of the many benefits of not having to figure out what item had the akuma in it and having to break it. "All I had to do was just...paf!"
Bonk! For once, all it took was a good bonk! That was nice.
She watched Neutron as he was carted away, struggling, screaming something about his family -- and how there was nothing left that they could take away from him.
It made her brows furrow.
"It's still so sad, though," she said softly. "They have a good reason to be angry and in pain, even if the way they chose to deal with it was evil. Can you imagine losing what the Xanthans have lost? Friends and family members, their world -- almost everything they knew. It's not an excuse, but I doubt this is the last we've seen of people like this. With so many of them hurt that badly, there must be even more of them that feel like they have nothing left to lose."