[center][h1][color=#357302][b]Chatterbox[/b][/color][/h1][url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KDztts8B0ac]Theme[/url][/center][hr]
Things had been going quite well...and then Xolotl showed up. Chatterbox pushed back out of his seat and onto his feet. As the villain, their enemy by all accounts, began to speak he opened his own mouth...and then the man's world crumbled. A huge, maniacal grin spread across his lips. He swiped his drink from the table and swaggered his way towards the man.

[color=#357302][b]"How wonderful, it seems someone wants to add themselves to the collection, so kind of you to show yourself so we can handle you."[/b][/color] He took a drink and then laughed. It was a good chance to add to the reputation of their team, not to mention capturing the man likely meant he'd have a chance to turn him into yet another adoring fan. Perhaps they could even send him back to the Community as an inside agent. How delicious that would be.

His power on full blast, but only focused on Xolotl since he'd started talking, Chatterbox continued, [color=#357302][b]"Perhaps when you wake up you'll be able to tell me if anyone more competent was sent to spy on our little gathering."[/b][/color] His smiled widened, showing teeth. He now stood only several feet from the disabled cape as Thunderbolt and Headhunter made sure he stayed that way.[hr][center][h1][color=#3068FF][b]Evelyn Chambers – [i]Tulpa[/i][/b][/color][/h1][/center][hr]
With Shatterpoint taken out, her projection landed, its feet touching down gently. Evelyn cast her gaze at Ceramix and the projection followed that gaze. Then, despite all odds, the villain broke free of the throng of heroes, tearing from his golem like a rocket with out of proportion arms coming with him. Her eyes shot open wide and the projection seemed to tense subtly, the electricity that conducted through it moving faster, glowing brighter. Evelyn saw the villain grab up his own minions and stop. The projection vanished before Ceramix spoke. This time there was no breeze as it went.

She held her hands out, away from any of her various gear, a gesture of surrender. In the storm of emotion and the sudden silence, Evelyn missed some of what came through her comms, but did manage to hear the tail end of Lillian's statement. [i][Color=pink]--can distract and stall and those three can stop him."[/color][/i] A distraction she could do, stalling she could [i]definitely[/i] do. That in mind, she began to formulate more of a plan, entirely forgetting to ask for clarification on Lillian's words...something she normally would have done. Oddly, [i]something[/i] got in the way of that set of thoughts...snuffing them out.

Considering the situation, Evelyn realized that among those present, only the protectorate heroes [i]really[/i] knew how her power worked. Furthermore, [i]no one[/i] except for her had a full grasp of her projection's myriad abilities. Her mouth played into a frown, displeasure, fear, worry.

Messiah began her effort to distract Ceramix. They didn't have long.[hr][center][h1][color=#B8EEFF][b]Outsider[/b][/color][/h1][/center][hr]
He struck the golem, but Ceramix was no longer in it, his attack rendered impotent. Then, with the threats made, Outsider sighed, let the tip of his tail touch the ground and then swapped forms. His feet on the ground, he stumbled from the disorientation, but otherwise didn't move. He noticed the strange creature had vanished. He wondered about that power...how did it work? Who did it belong to?

Turning his eyes back to Ceramix and the assembled heroes he wondered if there was even anything he could contribute to this. He wasn't fast enough to get there before Ceramix crushed the hostages and he didn't really have any range to his abilities. He wasn't designed for this sort of engagement. So he followed Messiah's lead, [color=#B8EEFF][b]"Alright, give us some time. No one make any sudden moves. Ceramix, we'll free Shatterpoint."[/b][/color] Unlike Messiah, Outsider didn't move from his position at all and he kept his focus on the villain, not even bothering to look to others for a signal.

His powers were useless here.[hr][center][h1][color=#3068FF][b][i]Projection[/i][/b][/color][/h1][/center][hr][i]Banished from the room, sent outside, high into the air, the figure was rapidly teleporting, compressing more and more air against its body, pushing its own body heat outwards into the air as it teleported more and more of it. While unheard from inside, some of the people on the ground began to experience wind, first light...then after a few seconds, more intensely. It continued to become worse, beginning to whip flags and clothes back and forth. The air heated, more and more, hotter and hotter, against its body, the pressure and its own heat causing the reaction. Continuing to compress the air, heating it, exciting its molecules rapidly, the projection awaited the command.[/i][hr][center][h1][color=#3068FF][b]Evelyn Chambers – [i]Tulpa[/i][/b][/color][/h1][/center][hr]Five seconds, with her abilities? With this projection? To prepare a plan, execute it, and save ultimately innocent lives? To stop the maiming or death of people. Internally her emotions writhed, even as she made an effort to project only her worry and fear in her body language and expression. [color=#3068FF][b]"Help us, help you,"[/b][/color] Evelyn said, adding to Outsider and Messiah's pleas, but in her mind all she said was [i]'Now.'[/i]

Her projection appeared, but it wasn't a distance away from Ceramix. It didn't charge, it didn't even try to hit him, nor did it attempt to dislodge the stone arms. No, it simply teleported into existence and slammed its open palms together half an inch in front of the villain's face.

Evelyn brought her hands to her ears.

All of the compressed, heated air, released from its hands, directly into eachother and then expanded in less than a second.

A thunderclap was what happened. One from that close would be utterly deafening and disorienting. A physical attack would still give Ceramix time to react and harm the hostages, but an attack on one's senses, one's focus? That was harder to deal with.