I'm not surprised, tbh.
Here's to hoping we'll get to see more Yamato.
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BlackSam3091 said
I was thinking that if James has a hockey mask on, wouldn't it be funny if one of the heroes mistook him for a Doom sympathiser and attacked him. . .
"Funny" Is a strange term. I think Horrible is more fitting. :P
I changed James's codename, btw. It's Repulsor now. I weren't too fond of Charge.
Doom sympathisers are wrecking shit.
We're wrecking them.
James has a hockey mask and a suit, and he's delivering sweet-ass Axe-kicks.
We're wrecking them.
James has a hockey mask and a suit, and he's delivering sweet-ass Axe-kicks.
James
James had been keeping to himself during the party. A few people had come up to greet the son of the two mutant profiles, James had responded as polite as he could, per usual. James saw Franklin, and just as he was about the greet Franklin, the host was interrupted by some others, and James quickly withdrew, going deeper into the building. He walked for a few minutes, looking at the showcases of the heroes he passed, a smirk finding it's way to his face. He was proud of the ones that had come before him and his generation. They had done a good job, a great job, even.
Then he noticed the lights all black out, and Dr.Doom's metal face popping up on every monitor. He was frozen for a moment, the adrenaline began pumping in his veins as he heard commotion happening in the main hall, and people running his way. Two people ran past him, a boy and a girl, James saw a very angry man chasing them, James stepped into the corner of the hall, and waited for the man to come chasing through. As he was about to pass the corner James was hiding behind, he felt a crippling pain in his neck, as he fell to the floor being knocked out cold by the axe-kick of the young man.
James hurried out into the corridor, finding his way to the X-men wing, where he found the original blue and yellow costumes his mother and father had worn James gave a light scuff, as he took off his tie, and tied it around his palm, punching through the glass that was encasing his father's outfit. James took out the blue cowl, and put it on. He also found a full-face mask, not unlike the titanium lined hockey-mask he had back home. He strapped the mask to the outside of the cowl, protecting his face from recognition. Tying his tie back around his neck before walking towards the main-hall, now seeing that the fighting had escalated.
Two thugs came charging at him, one of them wielding a iron pipe of some sort, swining it at James, James knew that he could always trust his training, Scott had made sure of that, and his powers were meant to enhance his training, not the other way around. James rose his arm to the pipe, the pipe hitting his arm, but James didn't flinch, the felt the surge of kinetic force travel from his left arm into his right, clenching his fist for a moment, James scoffed, as he with a open-palm struck the thug, sending him off his feet, into his partner, whom James took out with a knee to the forehead.
“So... My invitation was lost in the mail... Name's Repulsor.. But I don't think I missed anything important.” James said, his posture now straight and confident, his voice also sounded more confident, all of his insecurities were gone when he was under the mask.
James had been keeping to himself during the party. A few people had come up to greet the son of the two mutant profiles, James had responded as polite as he could, per usual. James saw Franklin, and just as he was about the greet Franklin, the host was interrupted by some others, and James quickly withdrew, going deeper into the building. He walked for a few minutes, looking at the showcases of the heroes he passed, a smirk finding it's way to his face. He was proud of the ones that had come before him and his generation. They had done a good job, a great job, even.
Then he noticed the lights all black out, and Dr.Doom's metal face popping up on every monitor. He was frozen for a moment, the adrenaline began pumping in his veins as he heard commotion happening in the main hall, and people running his way. Two people ran past him, a boy and a girl, James saw a very angry man chasing them, James stepped into the corner of the hall, and waited for the man to come chasing through. As he was about to pass the corner James was hiding behind, he felt a crippling pain in his neck, as he fell to the floor being knocked out cold by the axe-kick of the young man.
James hurried out into the corridor, finding his way to the X-men wing, where he found the original blue and yellow costumes his mother and father had worn James gave a light scuff, as he took off his tie, and tied it around his palm, punching through the glass that was encasing his father's outfit. James took out the blue cowl, and put it on. He also found a full-face mask, not unlike the titanium lined hockey-mask he had back home. He strapped the mask to the outside of the cowl, protecting his face from recognition. Tying his tie back around his neck before walking towards the main-hall, now seeing that the fighting had escalated.
Two thugs came charging at him, one of them wielding a iron pipe of some sort, swining it at James, James knew that he could always trust his training, Scott had made sure of that, and his powers were meant to enhance his training, not the other way around. James rose his arm to the pipe, the pipe hitting his arm, but James didn't flinch, the felt the surge of kinetic force travel from his left arm into his right, clenching his fist for a moment, James scoffed, as he with a open-palm struck the thug, sending him off his feet, into his partner, whom James took out with a knee to the forehead.
“So... My invitation was lost in the mail... Name's Repulsor.. But I don't think I missed anything important.” James said, his posture now straight and confident, his voice also sounded more confident, all of his insecurities were gone when he was under the mask.
Working on a post for James now.
Aro looked up at the two boys. One of the smiling back at him, the other... Well, not so much. The boy who introduced himself as "Aki Moruma" asked Aro a question. The older boy let out a soft scoff. "Fire. I practice mostly fire ninjutsu." Before he turned his attention to the sensei. Aro stood up from the grass grabbing his sword and holding it in his hand like he usually did. He dusted himself off, as he looked at the two boys, realizing he stood more than a foot taller than the other boys. Which wasn't odd considering he had a few years on the other students. The sensei asked them all a question ,and Aro figured he might as well start.
He cleared his throat. "My name's Arozuko Sarutobi, but call me Aro.. I'm not from here, so to speak. Something happened to me, something horrible and you wouldn't believe me if I told you." Aro began, with a soft sigh, his eyes darting to the ground, before he rose his head, and let out a smile. " I want to become a great warrior, in fact, I want to become the strongest user of the fire-elemental jutsu in the whole world. And with that power, I would protect this village and the people in it."
Aro put his sheated katana on the grass as he sat back down. Putting his hand through his black hair, taking in the sunlight.
He cleared his throat. "My name's Arozuko Sarutobi, but call me Aro.. I'm not from here, so to speak. Something happened to me, something horrible and you wouldn't believe me if I told you." Aro began, with a soft sigh, his eyes darting to the ground, before he rose his head, and let out a smile. " I want to become a great warrior, in fact, I want to become the strongest user of the fire-elemental jutsu in the whole world. And with that power, I would protect this village and the people in it."
Aro put his sheated katana on the grass as he sat back down. Putting his hand through his black hair, taking in the sunlight.
I'll make James grab a mask, and then live into his alter-ego really hard. Some Superman shit going on there.
Masaki Haruna said
I'm still around....students aren't moving!?
What now?
Your team have all posted, we're only waiting on you..
Hope you'll get better soon.
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