[u][i]Gabriela Mya Valos.[/i][/u]

There was a reason Gabe was withdrawn from the conversation. It seems her room mate Lynn decided to talk. Unusual, since Gabe and Lynn usually kept each other at arm's length - And that was the way Gabe liked it. She narrowed her eye at Lynn - [i]No matter how hard I try to deny it, we aren't so different.[/i] Lynn was suggesting a plan that the three of them (Alex included, but Gabe was unsure of whether or not the girl would even be useful). Hm. Perhaps. She didn't know what the roomie or the light up girl was capable of, but Gabe was pretty fucking tough in an up front fight, and she didn't do any of that fancy shit. She rushes in, kicks ass, then leaves her enemy burning - Ehrm, she knew that such tactics weren't allowed. But maybe if she comes across Evan she'll have a [i]'lapse of control'[/i] and send her to the hospital.... Well, she was all in for Lynn's plan. She looked at Lynn, and casually shrugged, "No one got any better ideas, so I'm in."

[u][i]Deborah Lillian Termellio, Shannon Jacqueline Balore.[/i][/u]

So much information. So many plans. Deborah was piecing together this puzzle they called a game plan in that beautiful head of hers. Red his own plans to contribute, and it was up to Deborah to put them both together with a grand unifying plan. Which shouldn't be too hard with Shannon's intellect and her own ability to fill in the blanks of information. But Deborah had to address both plans. Because right now she's close to a leader as they get, and no one seems to have a problem with her. [i]Good thing that I stepped up first.[/i] The problem she can tell right off the bat is cohesion. No one here is really close to each other, then there's the balance of students new and old, clashing egos, negative relations, so forth. Not too many here would logically work in a team - but it's a double-edged sword. The enemy team will be suffering from the same thing.

Which is why Deborah will be the unifying force. The one person everyone can relate to.

Red's plan was basically sending Jaska in, and getting the flag for them while his siblings support him, using Ella to take the enemy team head on, Aislin screws with the resources, Jake disguises everyone... Hmm... This plan could work in an aspect or two, but Deborah knew that the plan could use a little tweaking. Jake was an incredible resource to have on their side. One that could easily turn the tide of this fight. There was plenty more he could do here. As for Jaska... Hm... He was a valid option, he just looked fast. "Hmm... It's a good thing you gave me something to go off of, Red." Deborah started off. "I agree with most of it, but I think there are better things we can use Jake for." She needed to name a few off the top of her head, "Hiding the flag, confusing the enemy, and more.... I'll explain what I want you to do once I get the grand plan together."

A smug smile had worked it's way onto Jake's face. "Heh, I am the master of illusion. I personally think I can do the most work from that tower up there." Jake pointed at the top of the tower. "I can stay up there on my own. My power is pretty defensive."

Jaska was rather indifferent to the game, having to do something. But the prospects of all the good looking ladies here... [i]All [/i]the pretty ladies... Adoring him, changed his opinion. He put on his game face, and balled his fist and punched it into an open palm. He must win! "Mhm, I can get it!" Winning means he wins [i]their[/i] hearts.

Now, Deborah had everything she needed to piece together her plan. But, she had to be realistic here, she knew that everyone were less inclined to do what they [i]didn't[/i] want to do. She needed to make one big plan everyone could get behind. One that they're certain that they'll do, and give [i]everyone[/i] an important role. That was the key to this...

She tugged Shannon in closely, and whispered into her ear some things. Which got the attention of Valjean as he looked on curiously.

"Alright everyone, here's the plan." Deborah announced to the group. She has the plan that draws upon all their talents, and puts them all to good use. This plan, or the explanation, would have to be segmented into three parts, each person having a different role. Defense, Offensive, and flag recovery, of course. They had a sizable team already, and each person could fulfill a single role. "Alright, I'm going to start off with the teams I have in mind, it isn't anything you aren't expecting; but, I want everyone to be separated into three teams. The team that gets the flag, the team that goes on the offense, and one last team that defends our base and own flag." She nodded her head, looking at everyone.

That was the starting point. She had plenty to explain, and it had to work to the last detail. "I want two teams going to get the flag, attacking from different angles, at different times. So even if the first team gets... [i]sidetracked[/i], at least someone can grab the flag. I believe that Lynn and Alex should be the first team to get the flag." Deborah picked up that they wanted go off on their own. Their body language and tidbits of the conversation she heard. If any of them were observant (Or even listening, she already explained this) they would know that she knows because of her ability. "I personally suggest that, as Red suggested, Jaska, and maybe another, should be the backup team. Open for suggestions here." Deborah tapped her chin.

The offensive team was a whole another matter. Their best bet was to secure as much as the map as possible, and give cover for the flag runners. "I think that those with the more offensive oriented powers should be sent up towards the middle-field and take as much of the map as possible, and slow them down as much as you can. Secure the fortress while you're at it. It'll be helpful as I don't know what for the plan. Like I said, everyone with an offensive power should be apart of this team. I don't know how you'll go about it... But you'll find a way."

Finally, it came down to the most important team yet. The defensive team. If nobody defended the flag, then they're good as fucked. "The defensive team should stick with the flag much as possible. For my pick, I suggest Valjean. His desert powers are our best bet at keeping them at bay. Codi and Richard are also great picks for defense, but yeah, like I said, anyone is free to suggest." 

Valjean laughed heartily. While he wasn't getting the flag, he was playing a vital role, and at least he'd be doing something. Most of these other kids he's been paired with look like they can't do jackshit. Whatever. Even if he has to go rush for the flag himself. Though, he'll leave it up to them. "Hm, you got it babe." He took a few steps forward, giving everyone an aside glance. "You kids better haul ass out the way fast. Once I get a desert going, everyone inside of it is going to get it. I'll try to keep it off of you."

Everyone was accounted for. But that wasn't the plan itself. That was just giving everyone their [i]roles[/i]. The grand plan was up to Shannon. "Now, I explained my part of the plan, Shannon here will tell her ideas." She smirked, and nodded at her secret lover. "Take the lead."

"Pleasure is all mine." Shannon wryly said, bored. She remained quiet for a moment as she thought. There were so many people here she disliked, or would find a reason to. But that wasn't going to affect her professionally. "Now, this plan all mine. For the teams getting the flag, I suggest sneaking through the walls. They're the quickest shot to the enemy bunker, and they have cover, so that's a plus. The only problem is if anyone has the same idea. That, or use offensive team as a distraction... Under heavy fire, I'll be surprised if even the most observant person manages to take their eye off the person trying to punch them in the face to notice one person slipping by."

Then there was her ace in the hole, Jake. His illusionist powers were essential for this plan. "Jake, you're essential for this plan, and it requires you do not get taken out for any reason. Use someone as a shield if you have to." She started off, rather apathetic. "How long can you keep an illusion going?" She asked.

"Long as I can concentrate." Jake shrugged and answered dryly, "It gets harder the more illusions I have going."

"Good, then, for the most part, this should be simple." A grin had worked it's way onto Shannon's face. "Make our flag invisible, and put a fake flag in it's place. I'm certain Adam didn't say anything about [i]hiding[/i] the flag." This was just the preliminary parts of her plan. She was going to leave the brutes to go fight this battle while she and Deborah plot and plan.

"Can do, miss." Jake replied.

"If we manage to get their flag, this is where the fun part comes in, Jake." Shannon started off with a smirk. She looked between the groups of people. "This might sound stupid, but whoever gets the flag should run out into the open... Where Jake will create an array of illusions to deceive them. Anything really. I suggest creating copies of the flag bearer, while keeping the real one invisible. It should be a straight shot back to our base if we play our cards right."

"Me and Debs will be supporting the offensive team the best we can." Shannon said, she felt the need to tell everyone what they're doing. "I'm going for Panda-man and Henry. I can stop them completely, or, at worst, slow them down." She drawn some fabric from her cape and created a thread between her fingers. A single thread. Altering it's tensile strength will give it durability compared to diamonds. Which will be enough to trip even the toughest Meta-humans.

"And I'll be pointing out anything you need to know." Deborah said.

Shannon inserted the closing comments; "In any case, if we can't get the flag, just try to stalemate it until the time limit runs out." She shrugged and closed her eyes. "That way, at least [i]they[/i] don't win." Winning, losing, it didn't matter to Shannon, but she knew that it was all about putting forth the effort. Besides, despite that many would believe otherwise, she thought this might be quite fun. An exercise in her abilities.

Deborah looked up at the clock, and realized the match will be starting any second now. "We'd best get to ironing out our plan now. We don't have much time left."

[u][i]Amanda Daisy Blackmore, & Nikki Biyung.[/i][/u]

What the [i]fuck[/i]? Lizard-man barking orders at her? Who the hell does he think she is? Defend? Fuck. [i]That[/i]. She's not letting anyone else get the flag. She was going to just rush there the second the alarm bell. Though, she knew he was going to argue. Because god forbids anyone goes against his brilliant plan. "... You got it Lizardman." She spoke, trying to hide the sarcasm, winked at Nikki and Matt. The second the alarm blares she's going to just bum rush the flag, screaming like a psychopathic howler monkey pumped up on enough LSD to kill an elephant. For no discernible reason at all. She was going to chill for a second, get her bearing. Some chick walked up to them and asked a rather dumb question. Amanda put her hands on her hips, and make a 'Pttf' sound. "Well, sugar-tittas; [i]take a guess[/i]." She giggled a bit before ignoring Paige. It was pretty obvious something like that was going to happen.

Scouting was something Nikki could pull off. In fact, she was doing so right now. Bugs were all over the room at the moment. She was going to keep out of any direct confrontation, leave that to the fighters. Her job was going to be camera work. When Paige walked up and asked a question, Amanda spoke before she could, and very rudely. She shot Amanda a displeased glare. Nikki let out a sigh, answering her question the proper way. "... Uh, sorry, I don't know for sure, but I think there will be a siren or something." It was obvious, but Nikki knew that. Then again, she was in the spotlight again. She awkwardly stumbled for another conversation. "Um, I think we should all know each other's names... Just for future reference, you know. I'm [i]Nikki[/i]." Heh, funny. She was a recluse that was okay with staying in the sidelines until powers came into the mix. Now, she wasn't as timid as everyone saw her as. [i]I wonder how long that will last.[/i]

Amanda rolled her eyes. [i]Don't make it easier for the idiots who ask the obvious questions.[/i] She face palmed, metal loudly clanged against her face... She probably should have remembered her hand is made of metal. It stung a little bit. Well, she introduced herself. "Amanda D. Blackmore. What a [i]pleasure[/i] it is to meet you."

[u][i]Theresa Sindel Obott, & Dana Lucille Alcott.[/i][/u]

"... I guess that means we're the team cheerleaders, Poppy-flower." Theresa said to Poppy with a grin on her face (Which was hidden by the gas mask). She leaned up against the wall. She wasn't too thrilled to be playing capture the flag merely because she's useless most of the time. She doesn't like using her power even in the slightest. Unless an accident happens - and by accident she means a 'oh dear God he's going to die in five seconds unless someone helps him!' kind of shenanigans - Theresa was going to keep her magical super drug to herself. Thankfully, Henry gave her watchdog duty, which was just about all she could do. Anyone runs up, she will stick her head out the door and, [i]casually[/i], tell everyone the flag is being taken. Though, this was still a great situation for some good old tension breaking. Theresa put her feet together, and saluted Henry, like a soldier showing respect in the army. She spoke, with sarcastic bravado, "Do not worry, Captain, Sergeant, Commander, General, Henry! We will guard this flag with our lives!" She nodded her head. Before involving Poppy, going off a little joke she made earlier. ".... No, [i]not really.[/i] More of with Poppy's life because I am using her as a shield!" Tess got behind Poppy, and put both her hand on the little girl's. "The [i]shield[/i] that will [i]defend[/i] the flag!" Just like before, Tess was playing around. In all actuality, she'd probably just let them grab the flag and go on their merry way.

Dana was also hoping to stay. She was certainly uncomfortable with using her power. While it was hard for most people to discern what her power even is (Since they'll never actually see her), anyone with a brain could guess. "... I'm going to stay with Tess and Poppy, if you don't mind, Henry." Dana rolled over to Theresa, Poppy and Chris. Mid-movement, she paused for a bit and looked back at Henry. "... It'd be cheating otherwise." Her speed and reflexes are unparalleled the second she puts on the helmet. There'd be no way anyone could keep up with her. All she'd have to do is go there, grab the flag, and be right back. 

[u][i]Sylvia Lana Bertoose.[/i][/u]

Meh. With the chucklefuck on this team, and all the people she actually cares about on [i]that[/i] team, Sylvia wasn't motivated to [i]even[/i] try. Because, what the fuck is the point? No winning or losing equals boring bullshit. Besides, the last thing Sylvia cared about was what that Chucklefuck Adam thought of her ability. She was good as she needed to be, and this game was fucking stupid. Sylvia got on top of her team's bunker, and sat on the edge while everyone was doing their own thing. She put her ear buds in, and started listening to music. Thoughts by Steve Levant. She was going to either sit this one out... It didn't matter to her if her team thought she was dead weight. [i]Fucking blame Adam and the school for that.[/i] She would be pumped for this if she was with Jake and Gabe, against the Chucklefuck and Valjean... Well, Valjean is on their team. Sylvia wants to do nothing more than knee him in the nuts. Sylvia smirked deviously. Perhaps she could get a few laughs out of her own team to stay entertained - and What [i]better[/i] way to stay entertained than to piss off your own team? She could toss Henry's entire plan into the shitter, or find some petty way to annoy them. For no reason other than it would amuse her.

But screwing over her team would make Valjean's ego even bigger. Meh. Anything would inflate [i]that[/i] limp-dick Chucklefuck's ego. Besides, she'd earn brownie points with the other team. 

Henry shot some stupid orders her way - or were they? She wasn't listening, but they most likely were. Sylvia shrugged and played along, "Aye-aye, captain." She heard the speakers announcement. Which meant her fun was about to begin. God, she wished they let her bring her guitar with her. That would make this soooo much more fun. Oh well, she was going to have some fun.

((The match will start next post of mine))