http://zin-the-matrix.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] zin-the-matrix.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fh_matrix2015-08-02 08:58 am
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Around The Matrix, Sunday

"Now listen, ▓▓▓▓▓▓ ungrateful ▓▓▓▓▓▓ ▓▓▓ ▓ ▓ Austen-- ▓▓▓ kill you-- ▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓"

Zinyak's voice puttered out across the audio systems. One of yesterday's disabled towers tipped over, smashing into Selkie Peak. Zin soldiers flooded into the simulation.

There was another burst of Avé Maria. Then there was just the sound of chaos, below.

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myownface: (Screaming)

[personal profile] myownface 2015-08-02 12:59 pm (UTC)(link)
Okay, so maybe Parker had taught Sparkle how to, you know, steal cars yesterday, and that was all well and good? But today?

Today, Sparkle could leave fucking craters with his feet, which, on top of the whole speedster thing, meant that he actually had an arsenal of powers that would be useful when facing down all of these assholes.

And he'd be really well-dressed while doing it.

So, that was what he was getting himself up to. In the grand scheme of things, when one had the choice between smashing windows or kicking alien ass by jumping up into the air, smashing down on their stupid heads, and then zipping off faster than they could reasonably get their blasters up just to do it again from the other direction, it was sort of a no-brainer.

See? See? This was why he wanted powers, right here.
Edited 2015-08-02 12:59 (UTC)
not_a_moonie: ([text] landfall)

[personal profile] not_a_moonie 2015-08-02 01:22 pm (UTC)(link)
Zin might be good at many things, but they weren't particularly good at securing their vehicles. Alana took out a squadron of Zin troopers -- not hard when you could breathe fire and stomp holes in people's heads -- and commandeered a tank.

And then it was time to make some chaos. She drove the tank down the city street, cheerfully crushing every car in her way -- and more than a few motorcycles, pedestrians and bus stops along the way.

It was awesome.
wrongkindofsith: (Torture: fun for the whole family)

[personal profile] wrongkindofsith 2015-08-02 01:46 pm (UTC)(link)
So, Cara could fly, breathe fire, and her agiels were working again.

These three things were bringing her a great deal of joy right now. The Zin? Not so much.
Edited 2015-08-02 14:22 (UTC)

[identity profile] thegc161kid.livejournal.com 2015-08-02 01:59 pm (UTC)(link)
Alex had gotten her ability to morph back and on top of discovering that she could now breath fire, she was doing her fair share to help cause as much damage to the Zin as she could.
doesnotkneel: (pb: just woke up)

[personal profile] doesnotkneel 2015-08-02 02:01 pm (UTC)(link)
... so the truth was Edward had been using his new Jello-making powers largely to feed himself.

But when he stepped outside that morning, he found chaos waiting for him. "Well," he said, "Suppose I--"

And then he had to super-speed-dodge a car that went sailing past him. "--Alright!"
boneyard_girl: (caught!)

[personal profile] boneyard_girl 2015-08-02 02:35 pm (UTC)(link)
First, Ada had discovered she could run very, very fast. That had been used to keep her damn fool head down and hide, since it had been raining out. No, she hadn't gotten a migraine from it, and standing in it (eventually) hadn't done anything, but she still wasn't going to go causing big problems. She'd leave that to the professionals.

Then her scales had come back, and now she could hear fish. All the fish. In the fake ocean. And seagulls. NO ONE WANTED TO HEAR SEAGULLS.

Ada wanted the hell out of here, and she wanted out yesterday, which was why she was sending seagulls divebombing anything that wasn't clearly an actual Fandom resident. The Zin-things weren't gonna be able to see anything with birdshit all over their faces.