Initiation... [Open to all]

[thomascryos]

It had been an utterly normal day. Frostbyte had been relaxing in a cafe in the area...that is until the robots started attacking. The white haired teen got up and walked out into the street. His first attack strategy was to send out a few spikes made of ice, this ended up backfiring when Frostbyte's scarf got caught in one of the robot's joints. The robot made it's way towards the titans, and Frostbyte had finally struggled enough to use a small blade of ice to cut a bit of his scarf to drop him to the ground. Frostbyte immediately saw Robin...and some other people who he wasn't familiar with at all. "Um...hello..." Frostbyte said, rather quietly. "If someone could tell just what is going o n, I would be pleases....." Frostbyte realized the struggling with the robot had caused a bit of heat and fatigue, so he popped a capsule into his mouth.

[Tim Drake]

Robin nodded as the others started to split up and take out more robots, which as far as he was concerned, was just busy work for them, since the REAL threat was of course, Slade and the bomb.


"It's a terrorist attack, so stop popping candy and take out the robots." he barked flatly at the white haired boy before he pulled his grapple out and fired it at a rooftop, yelling out over his shoulder; "Stop the robots, I'll find the bomb!" as he suddenly was pulled into the air, swinging off down the street, small disks falling down onto the heads of robots, blowing them to bits...


Landing on a rooftop down the street, Robin pulled his com-unit out and activated the sensor system and the satellite link, a wide spectrum scan starting in the middle of the city, and sweeping outward, then he set the sensor sweep to focus on traces of the elements used in a Cobalt detonated Plasma bomb, and waited for the results...

[Violet Schultz]

Violet extended her hand and a line of explosions took out a column of robots in front of her. Unlike Blaze, she wasn't counting the robots she destroyed. It wasn't that she wasn't a competitive person; she just wasn't modivated by the prospect of pizza. Call it her picky heritage, but she didn't really like pizza. She would've been more modivated by the prospect of lamb or foie gras. She hadn't eaten it in years, but she still could remember how delicious it was. Of course, America was kind of sparing on that kind of food...

With a stiff scorpian kick followed by a swift lotus kick, she dispatched two more, her eyes fading back to blue as she moved. She stayed close to Robin as he used his sensors, knowing that it was most important to accomplish the primary objective: disarming the bomb. She wasn't confident that it would be safe to let him go alone. If he was going to disarm a bomb, she would have to be on site, robot army or not. There were plenty of heroes there to take care of the army, but very few could be a fail-safe against the detonation of a bomb.

She flew up to where he stood, a trail of flame following her path through the air for a moment before it dispersed. She landed lightly, her eyes still on the goings-on below.

"Found it yet?" she inquired.

[William Talbot]

Blaze dashed about, smashing any bot that crossed his path, his actions swift, powerful and cunning, his boots smashing one robot into others like he was bowling, robots and their parts flying about as he kept a tally going; "Twenty-five, twenty-six... Twenty-seven, eight and nine... Thirty! Hmm, thirty plus seventeen, that's forty seven so far...""

All in a matter of minuets, he had cleared out a whole street, robot parts, weapons and other various items strewn along the street as he ran along looking for more, when he found five commandos firing on a bus, his eyes lit up...

"Ka-Chunk-a-BLAM!"

"Make that fifty-two..." he said with a smirk, his experiment with creating multiple explosions in close proximity working far better than he had hoped.

He soon became a blur of motion, heat and light...

[ferus]

"Nothing really," Ferus replied with a shrug. "I saw a robot army, and I thought it might be fun to kick butt and take names."

He sliced through the circuits of yet another robot to punctuate his sentence before smoothly twisting into another strike. His unruly hair swayed with the motion, looking about the same as usual, despite the movement. After all, one's hair could only get so messy. He always looked slightly windswept. His dark jacket flowed with the air, revealing his numerous thick scars for just a moment before movement concealed them again. It would've taken someone with very quick and perceptive eyes to see them, but anyone who did would've been surprised by the sheer number and scope which trailed over his lithe and muscular chest and limbs.

"Fourty-six," he counted, stopping for a moment to examine the flawless blade of Judicium.

Flinging himself into action again, he methodically made his way through the chaos, leaving a trail of destruction in his wake.

[Lillith Tiller]

Kicking butt and taking names? Shiro grimaced. If there was one thing she didn't want to do, it was that. She didn't like destroying things, even if it was for good, and she certainly didn't want a reputation. Besides, weren't there more important reasons for fighting these robots? She watched him for a moment as he slashed through all the robots, noting how sharp those swords must be to slice through metal. Interesting.

"Fourty six?" she repeated. Shiro knew she'd destroyed more than fourty-six. She calculated in her head, although it took longer than it should have. "I've got about one hundred fifty," she said.

Then her ears picked up something Robin had said: I'll find the bomb. There was a bomb. Shiro frowned, glancing at Ferus to see if he had heard Robin too; he must have. She could definitely help with that, though, she had already tested her powers, and she was able to change any bomb, destroy it, and it would change back without exploding. She could help.

Without giving him a nod or anything (she wasn't exactly used to friends), she dashed towards Robin, frowning a bit more as he soared over the robots. Rolling her eyes a bit, she transformed the bits of a robot she had just crushed into a little grappling hook, and swung after Robin.

She landed near him, but was actually careful not to get too close; Shiro wasn't a fan of having personal space invaded. He probably wouldn't want her help, Shiro knew, but she had to try. "I can disarm any bomb," she said.

[virgil]

The nice thing about robots is, they tend to be made with metal, and metal is great, because it can be magnetized, and that also tends to mean, that they conduct electricity.

All that was fine, but not in the forefront in the mind of Static Shock, but what now what was currently on his mind was what Robin had shouted about a bomb.

Guessing from what little he knew, since Batman was oh so talkative and all, that Slade, the big bad wolf of the super teen scene, had either had a fail-safe in place for after his death, or all the rumors that after Raven had unwillingly ended the world and then undid the damage, all of it somehow involving Slade, (or something like that) he had come back to the land of the living somehow.

Since all the human like Robots had faces that kinda looked like his mask and all the bots had his emblem on them, it was a given that they where his, one way or another.


Not that all of that helped in the smashing and bashing of the robots, which Static was doing by way of using a pair of commando's like odd shaped bats via his electromagnetic powers...

[thomascryos]

".....it's not candy....." Frostbyte muttered in response to Robin telling him to stop popping candy. He created claw of ice over his fingers and also made a layer of ice on the soles of his boots. From her, Frostbyte started using the ice on his boots like skates. Trying to cause move of a domino effect by targeting the leg joints of the robots and making them collapse into one another, Frostbyte made his way further into the crowd of robots. Hearing the count of robots taken out by various people, Frostbyte looked about, finding the ones he had caused to e knocked down and estimating. "75!" he called out. Frostbyte continued taking robots down, taking out about five with each one knocked down.

[Tim Drake]

Robin looked hard at the screen of his com-unit as the second sweep worked its way across the city, his jaw set and his mind sharp.

"Not yet, but Slade is in for a nasty surprise, we've upgraded our systems, big time. Cyborg worked with the Martian Manhunter to link out systems to the Justice League's, so we have better covrage and more powerful scaning abiltes."
Robin then looked up and saw Shiro, and paused, then nodded as he went back to the small LCD screen in his hand and then saw something on the readout...

"The mall!" Robin shouted as he bolted up to his feet from the kneeling position he had been in, his face set into a grim stony look of resolve.
"It's faint, so it might be underground, but the biggest concentration of beta wave energy is coming from the mall."

Running to the edge of the roof at top speed, Robin fired his grapple at the taller building across the street and flung himself over the edge, his arms bending and bulging as he held on tight and swung away, low over the street, a trail of exploding robots marking where the boy wonder had been...

[Violet Schultz]

Violet followed wordlessly, leaving the robot army in the very capable hands of the others. She could sense the fiery havoc wrought on the army as if from the corner of her eye. Her sixth sense for flames was like a fly in her ear, but it told her that everything was going according to plan. Each explosion gave her a little picture of the environment, and putting them together, she could roughly see what was going on. She could sense Static indirectly, sensing the heat from the electricity but unable to track it effectively. It was like watching a station overcome by...well, static. It was too blurry to make much sense.

She launched herself after Robin, landing lightly on the rooftop next to him. This all seemed way too easy. Her sharp senses were on high alert, since she was half expecting everything to go to hell in a handbasket any second. Either Slade had badly misjudged their strength (unlikely), or there was something else going on that they were missing. She didn't like it at all. Still, she raced after Robin, knowing he might need her help.

"Are you sure there's only one?" she inquired, feeling more and more paranoid as time progressed.

[William Talbot]

A blur of blue flame dashed from group to group of unscathed robots, and left them steaming piles of slag and spare parts in the street, a trail of hot smoldering foot prints marking his path through the masses of droning metallic soldiers as they slowly shifted their collective focus from random destruction to the elimination of the teenaged supers now thinning their ranks by the dozens...


"Ninety-nine, a hundred, one oh one..." Will kept up his steady count as evil looking heads tumbled across the street, exploded from powerful blows, or where burned to the point of melting, his blows sure and strong, fire balls smashing robots by shear kinetic force, beams of light cutting across vital systems, igniting internal components, bursts of fire reaching out and melting wires and fusing servos.

So complete was the destructive force Blaze had become that it would not have been a shock to find out that some might have become wary of the unknown teen super...


{{{I have a plan for Blaze here, so don't be surprise if something happens with him in the next few rotations here}}}

[ferus]

Ferus heard her run off and turned slowly. Slowly for him anyway. His expression was indecipherable as he watched her go for a moment.

"Jeez, I hope she realizes I was just kidding," he muttered to himself before attacking another robot.

This new guy seemed in the zone as he trashed the robots, plowing through like a bulldozer. With laserbeams and flamethrowers. As if that was not the most epic army tool ever developed in one's imagination... Focus.

There were robots to take care of here...

[Lillith Tiller]

Robin simply nodded at her; he was obviously too absorbed in finding the bomb to acknowledge Shiro any more than that. Not completely rationally, Shiro was a bit insulted. She wasn't the type to help people. At least, when she did, she would do it anonymously; she didn't like people knowing she had done it, both because of the expectations people had of a good person and because the more fame she got, the easier it might be for her parents to find her. So Shiro wasn't exactly inclined to do something so big like disarming a bomb -- it was something very few people had the skill for, and she could do it easily.

But, although she was insulted, she wasn't doing this for the credit. She was doing this because if she didn't, Robin and these other teenage superheroes (whatever happened to the adults with superpowers, she didn't know. But powers didn't disappear when you were older, and there were no adults helping out) would probably mess it up. She didn't trust them to know what kind of bomb they were dealing with. She didn't trust someone with all this knowledge on weaponry to make it easy. But whoever was launching the attack didn't know about Shiro. He didn't know what she could do, and even with he could, there was no way he could change it.

So she'd tag along, although when Robin announced so easily that he had found the bomb at the mall, she found it hard to believe. It couldn't be that easy. And then when Robin began swinging away, she felt another stab of irritation. She was offering to save hundreds of lives; do the job he'd probably fail at, and he was just leaving her?

She'd had given up, but she really didn't know where the mall was. She followed him, slipping off her shoes transforming them into a little flying saucer thing she could stand on, and she flew off after him, not bothering to take down any more robots.

This wasn't Shiro's town. Besides the fact that innocents might die, there was nothing keeping her here. Hell, she wanted to get out of this place as soon as possible. But she flew after Robin, mumbling in irritation about superheroes.

[virgil]

"Yo Robin!" Static called into his shock-box, the open channel that the Titans used to link with other heroes dialed in to the homemade device that was a cross between a hopped up walkie-talkie and a cell phone.

Static was flying high over the streets, mopping up a few of the stragglers that had managed to miss the wrath of the young heroes, when he heard the call out about the mall, but that wasn't why he was calling for Robin, he was calling out because he could see a whole army of the robots heading for the mall as well.

While not formally trained like Robin or the other Titans, Virgil knew a trap when he saw or felt it, and this sudden;y looked like one huge trap...

"Static to Robin! Robin, I think it's a trap!" He called into the device only to get static back, which, while there was a tired old joke waiting there for him, he was now far too worried to bother with witty remarks, his powers surging as he raced for the mall, zapping bot's along the way...

[Tim Drake]

"No, but this is the only lead we've got right now!" he yelled back at Darkbrand as he kept moving forward.

Robin raced along the rooftops, swinging, jumping, running, every single ounce of his skill suddenly on display as he set a frantic pace for the mall. Swinging down he tucked and rolled as he dropped a few feet to the ground, his momentum never slowing down, as he dashed across the final street and into the large building. his com-unit in hand and in scanning mode.


"Static, find Blaze and stop the robots! Ferus, Shiro! Get these people outta' here, Darkbrand, you're with me!"
Like a field sergeant leading a platoon, Robin barked out orders as he ran into the mall and started sensor sweeping every door way he passed, looking for a stronger signal from any traces, the satellites above now locked onto the mall and sweeping it, and sending floor plans to Robin's unit.

He knew that this was likely a trap, almost everything Slade did was some form of trap or distraction, but also, they where the only clues he ever really left behind, and that was why fighting him, was so dangerous...