[h2]Maceroy Falthon[/h2]
And there was Blorb, trying to lash out at what looked like somebody wearing a towel, and Maceroy could guess which superhero that was. Ineffectual as Blorb was, Maceroy had to admit his ability wasn't exactly impotent; it was just the ludicrous way he employed it. He could probably drown large quantities of the city in low-quality meat and cheese if he so chose, and yet the fat bastard repeatedly only attacked the high school he worked at, apparently just to screw around with the students, in such a limited fashion that somebody else could routinely defeat him with a towel. Well, he was done with that situation. If he could get Blorb arrested, and contained in a proper facility, that could be the end of things.

Hovering overhead, Maceroy calculated his trajectory, figured out the routes, then began to plummet. Partway down, his exoskeleton manifested, his body rapidly surrounded by a humanoid barrier of whitish-blue light that flared like a comet before he lowered its brightness, just enough to unveil [url=http://vignette3.wikia.nocookie.net/evangelion/images/6/66/Adam_Artwork.png/revision/latest?cb=20130312003528]the exoskeleton's form,[/url] complete with four wide plane-like wings to cover his real wings. Thematically appropriate, he reckoned, for both offense and intimidation, whether or not he was noticed before he reached the ground.

He might have allowed himself to simply crash into the concrete near Blorb, if he wished. He'd easily be able to survive the impact. But, that was school property he'd be messing up. Instead, at the last second, each of his construct-wings briefly doubled in length and flapped once, as guided to by his true wings, slowing his fall to something of a glide with a burst of air just for good measure, before he finally landed by the duelling duo with a [i]thud[/i]. [i]Arm cross for dramatic effect... aaand perfect.[/i]

Nodding to the Wet Towel in acknowledgement, Arete sternly uttered [b]'Blorb, it's over. Come along quietly, and there won't be any trouble,'[/b] his voice masked by his own exoskeleton. The overweight man was surely no threat to him whilst his armor was up, and if he did try to fight back, well, he had answers to those questions.