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» » » 07.11.16

Welcome to Avenger Academy RP's first ever Test Drive meme! This is for people to test out their characters, and get a feel for how they will work in this AU setting. Please read the Rules, and keep in mind that the first round is for people on the mod's Plurk only, though you are still free to post in preperation for next round. If you have any questions, please check the FAQ for answers, and leave questions there if they are not already answered.

» » » Ares

The God of War presents himself as a mean, no funny business gym teacher, and lucky you, you're right in the middle of his class. Since the Arena of War is lost to the Time Fog, you're stuck doing drills at Avenger's Stadium. Expect to be put through sword fighting, take off and landing, shield practice, and of course the more mundane running laps and doing push ups. Magic is only to be used for shield practice, and anyone causing mischief will have to deal with Ares himself.

Doesn't mean you can't try, it just means it won't end well for you.

» » » Nick Fury

Avengers Assemble!

Octobots are attacking a lab space in downtown. Their target: a new chemical compound that is apparently more efficient in powering the wriggly bastards. Get to your assigned teams and get out there before they can make off with that compound, or the octopi will be having the city for dinner tonight!

And Director Fury doesn't give a damn if you don't like your teammates; work it out or don't, just get the job done.

» » » Hank Pym

Class is in session, and considering it's Professor Pym's class, it's probably going to blow up in a few minutes. It might be best to make sure your homework is finished and handed in before your lab mate goes for the chemical cabinet, because there's a high chance it'll be on fire otherwise. While your at it, be careful what you touch in the lab; you might end up having an electrifying experience.

...this lab has no safety precautions whatsoever, does it?

» » » Odin

Sucks to be you; looks like you just got caught getting into things you shouldn't have been getting into, and the All Father himself found out about it. Now you're stuck in detention in the Timeless Archives, whittling away at a report that no superhero deserves to be put through. It doesn't look like Odin stuck around to make sure you finish it, though; is it worth risking the All Father's ire just to get a few hours on the dance floor at Club A?

» » » Wild Card

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[Another day, another supervillain attack, and this time, it's octobots. Han can hardly believe it--his first time reluctantly going into battle with these bozos and this is what happens: pinned down behind an overturned car, shooting down octobots and cursing Nick Fury's name to the high heavens. If this is the price he pays for protection from Jabba and his cronies, he's rapidly reconsidering the danger of just going to see Jabba himself.

He shoots down another eight-legged robot, then ducks back down behind the car.]

Got a brilliant plan cooking up your sleeve or anything? [There may be some bite to his tone now.]

[two: play that funky music]

[Shouldn't Han be in detention? Yeah, he should be, but the lure of Club A is just too strong, and besides, he knows how to sneak in and out of detention already, having been there enough times over the course of his stay. Mostly for escaping detention in the first place, but shush.

He's not actually dancing, though. If somebody invites him onto the dance floor, it's not as if he'll turn them down, but right now it looks like he's mostly just enjoying the drinks. It's as if he's waiting on someone to show up.

Spoilers: he's not, it's just old habit--he used to wait in seedy bars and dangerous places a lot for potential clients looking to have something smuggled through, and even now it's hard to break the habit. He's thus going to be somewhat surprised when somebody walks up to him, but recover quickly and raise his glass to them in a toast.]

What's up?

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[Have another idea for running into Han? Toss it in here!]

[ Yu didn't mind working with Solo -- he was a pretty nice guy, despite the brash front that he put up. What he did mind was the fact that he was actually put out on a mission like this in the first place. He still wasn't that great when it came to using his abilities in the real world, as anyone that was in his magic class knew intimately well. Not only that, but he was the idiot to bring a katana to a fight with a metallic robot. ]

[ He flinched slightly as the octobot Han shot hit the ground, before turning his head slightly, trying not to look as uneasy as he felt at the moment. ]

...I could try to blast them?

[ Yu ended up flinching again as the leg of an octobot came slamming down into the ground uncomfortably close. ]

Though there's a chance I'll hurt us too.

[Han's seen Yu around on campus a few times, even worked with him in some classes--guy's not half-bad, if a little out of his depth. Or a lot out of his depth, who brings a goddamn katana to a robot fight? Then again, it's not like Han's got room to talk, all he has with him is a blaster he stole off Jabba's armory on his way out of the supervillain's lair.

He shoots out the octobot's leg, then, for good measure, shoots it again.]

Blast them--I think I've got an idea. [He peeks up.] Charge at them and blast them at close range. Or put that sword of yours to good use. I'll cover you.

[ For a moment, Yu felt uncertain, and he glanced between Han and the octobot looming every closer. It wasn't like what he was used to fighting, but then again, he was used to fighting things that couldn't exist in the real world. Then again, who counted on robots with eight metal tentacles being a thing? ]

[ Yu took a deep breath, before darting out from cover and toward the bot. Lightning charged the air around him as he ran, before he launched a Zio spell as close to the thing's "face" as he could. The robot reared, tentacles flailing as it struggled to regain its balance. ]

[It's easy enough to aim and shoot and provide covering fire. He's done it before, though he doesn't talk about it, this is just--the same principles, when you boil it all down. It's just that he's shooting at octopus robots to cover for a guy who can throw lightning around, apparently.

Han very rapidly readjusts his opinion of Yu. Damn, he doesn't want to get on the kid's bad side now.

The robot rears up, and Han shoots out one of its tentacles.]

Good job, Yu! [For all that he's brash and keeps telling people that he doesn't want to be here, that he's just here until he can pay off Jabba somehow or someone takes the guy out, Han actually kind of cares for the other students.] There's more coming, can you pull that off again?

[ ...wow, he got it to work right. Yu had to stare in bewilderment a moment, surprised that he could get Zio to work so easily while under pressure. Maybe he just needed to know he could do it, and he would be able to do it? ]

I think so. If you can keep me covered!

If--'course I can keep you covered, have some more faith in me. [He settles back into position, breathes out for the next wave.] Give 'em hell, kid!

[ Yu was the kind of person that smiles were rare from, but there was definitely a spark in his eyes and a smile on his face at that response. ]

I know. Arigato, Solo-san.

[ Of course, any tender, sparkly social link bonding moment was ruined as an octobot decided to try and squash Yu. Thankfully it missed, sending debris flying everywhere, and Yu was already reacting on instinct, his sword swinging up in an arc that relieved the robot of the offending appendage. ]

[Later, Han will probably be kind of proud of himself for actually getting a smile out of Yu Narukami. For now, he focuses on picking off as many octobots as he can, which is a lot. Han's pretty good at shooting.

His eyes grow slightly wide. Wow, okay, that's--he's definitely revising his opinion of swords now. That was impressive.]

Keep your guard up, there's still plenty more! [Aim and shoot, aim and shoot. There's still more coming, and Han finds himself sincerely hoping the other teams are doing better than they are.] See if you can clear a path out, I'll be right behind you.

[ Clear a path... there was so many, and his lightning could only really attack one bot at a time. With as many of them as there were and how quickly they seemed to swarm, clearing a path would probably take hours. ]

[ Yu frowned, looking around quickly before his eyes settled on a fire hydrant. They widened, an idea forming in his head. ]

Solo-san! Shoot the hydrant, then get clear!

[Shoot the--]

You have got to be kidding.

[It's a risky plan, but it's a plan, which is better than none, so Han takes aim at the hydrant and fires, then proceeds to get out of the area and into the nearest dumpster as a goddamn geyser gushes out of the hydrant. Oh, boy, this had better not get him even more debt than he's already in.]

[ If Fury forces them on detention cleanup duty, Yu will vouch that it was 100% his idea. Solo was just dumb enough to listen to him, that was all. ]

[ Yu took a few steps back as water erupted from the hydrant, soaking him and the swarm of octobots. This was a crazy plan, seeing as he was putting himself right in the line of fire as well. Could he withstand the lightning he generated? Only one way to find out, right? ]

[ His hand charged as he grabbed onto the feel of his magic, calling out another Zio spell. Only instead of striking any one of the octobots, he aimed it at the geyser instead, electrifying the water that was drenching the area. Unfortunately, he didn't really get to enjoy the sight of the octobots around him frying as the charge did in fact hit him as well, and next thing he knew he was on his back in a puddle, still twitching slightly as he stared up at the sky. ]

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[There's enough room in Vivi's oversized sleeves and hat for three or four lengthy plans, written on paper and wadded up - and honestly, that's closer to what he got his early admission for than this is. Maybe he should have brought some. That way he could at least scrunch them up and throw them instead of just retreating behind the car at his first opportunity, clutching his staff like the lifeline it might turn out to be.

Instead, here they are. Oh well. A small part of Vivi does appreciate his current partner's, uh, decisiveness, but that doesn't mean the rest of him can't be just as intimidated as the day they met.]

Um... not really, but...

[Okay, no, focus. Focus.]

If we let all of them go for the same entrance, can't we hit them in a group? [That's probably what he'd do if he was still out wandering somewhere rural by himself. Followed by running away, so it might not be so applicable here, but even so.]

[Han does not really know much about Vivi, beyond the first impression he got of some kid in way over his head on their first meeting, which isn't really being dispelled right now. Which Han himself is, kind of, but he's not going to admit to that straight up. Especially not now, in the middle of a firefight. He glances up at the swarm of octobots coming down on them.

Well, hell, any plan's better than being pinned down like this.]

You got any tricks up your [seriously huge] sleeve that can help you do that? S'not like I got anything with me besides this. [He waves his blaster around, to indicate just how inadequate it is up against a swarm of eight-legged robots.] Could probably keep 'em on me while you're at it, but you're gonna have to do it quick.

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[Hey, if he owned any clothes that weren't more oversized -]

I'll do my best. Be careful.

[Which was not really an answer or explanation at all, but shhh, he has to focus some more now. The length of the staff he's holding begins to glow weakly yellow, though not yet as brightly as his eyes under his enormous hat.]

I always am.

[If you were shooting for reassuring, Solo, you didn't do it right. But that said, he lets out a breath, holds his blaster steady, and immediately ducks out of cover to shoot down an octobot encroaching nearby, as if about to launch itself at someone.]

Hey! Hey! [Well, that's definitely caught their attention, judging by the way they all swiveled their heads towards him. Han takes off for an entrance, occasionally shooting down an octobot that manages to get just a bit too close.

God, the kid's plan had better work, or he won't have to worry about debt at all.]

[ Matt knows a thing or two about scoring a place; he's tracked down enough guys to knows the signs. He can hear the tension and feel the caution in Han's otherwise subtle movements. He wouldn't be suspicious otherwise, but super-senses, you know how it is. ]

I'm looking for the punch? [ Spoilers: he's not looking for the punch. But when you're wearing dark glasses indoors and carrying a ~~billy club~~ cane, you can pull off lines like these. ] I was told there'd be punch.

[Oh, that's--a blind guy. A weirdly familiar-looking blind guy. Han tosses back the rest of his drink and flags down the bartender for another round, then glances at Matt.]

Yeah, there's punch. There's a lot more punch than a bar should have. [By which he means--more punch than there is alcohol. Never mind that they're on a campus and most people here aren't even legal.]

Supervillains and evil robots aside, this is still a school.

[ Man, Matt's almost sure he recognizes this guy too. He can't put his finger on it, but he figures it's probably just his imagination, of course. ]

Do you not dance?

You'd think supervillains and evil robots would be enough of a reason to relax a little on that. [Speaking as someone who used to work under a supervillain for a time, anyway.]

Sure I do. I ain't a half-bad dancer myself. [Now he's definitely talking himself up.] Just didn't feel like going up against Van Dyne.

The good guys follow the rules. The bad guys are the ones who loosen up, unfortunately.

[ Though Matt doesn't sound all that down about following the rules, he could take em or leave em, depending on the day. ]

You don't have to win, you just have to enjoy yourself.

[ Says the guy who likes to win-- he just doesn't like dancing. ]

Seems to me like the good guys get a raw deal, then.

[Light-hearted, just as his drink arrives. He sips at his drink, makes a face--this is not at all alcoholic, what in the hell.] What does a guy have to do to get a decent drink around here, [he grumbles before turning his attention back on Matt.]

Hey, I'm already enjoying myself plenty. [Another sip.] Anyway, I doubt you came all the way out here to dance.

No good deed goes unpunished.

[ Matt smirks at Han's obvious discomfort. Look dude, this is a school! No funny business!! ] Bribe the bartender? He'll probably rat you out for Fury, though.

[ Or ask the blind guy if he has connections, who knows. Straight to the point, Matt answers plainly. ]

Seemed like you were waiting for somebody. I wanted to know who or what.

What'm I gonna bribe a robot with? Motor oil? Engine parts? [...actually, that sounds almost like a plan. He might just start setting aside some leftover parts and oil, next time he works on his car.]

Nah, just--old habits. [A breath, and he leans back, resting his elbow against the counter.] There's nothing to wait for here.

[ Matt shrugs. He doesn't know a thing about robots, just how they sound and that they're cold so they're weird to "see." ]

Old habits, huh? You work at a bar before? [ Matt knows that's not the answer, people who work in bars don't wait for people in bars but. Well. ] Beats fighting robots and supervillains. Unless that's more your thing, then yeah, I guess so.

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