Private/Closed Bootleg Bros. Ultimate - The Sumeragi Campaign

[Mokko]

Terrence Boom
“Might just be you and I, Tempura- hold on tight,” Terrence informed his backpack Temmie, though even if she didn’t, the odds of her somehow falling or getting hurt were about zero, given the sheer defensive prowess of this shell. He leaned forward, over the edge, trying not to think about the distance between himself and the ground. Just a few months ago, if he’d tried something like this, it would have killed him. One hundred percent, no chance of survival- it felt a little strange how now, he didn’t have much to worry about with a fall like this. Staying up here was more dangerous, and that was weird.

As the energy drew closer than ever before, he dove downward.

Said dive lasted for a much shorter time than he anticipated, as he soared down the wall, smashing against the side of it with his fists to create a bit more distance- he wasn’t in much danger, but he still didn’t want to skid against it too much. Even with his heightened senses, it was difficult to tell just how far away the ground was… but he wouldn’t have to worry about it, because soon, someone grabbed onto his shell, and seemed to slow his descent. At first, he was worried Blade had given chase, but Tempura was quick to alleviate those worries.

“hOOMaN! hOLd oN tiGhT!!1!” the Temmie exclaimed. So it was Frisk that had dove down after him, and now, she had a grip on his shell, a powerful energy emitting from her back, allowing the two to glide through the air. Some kind of giant wings of SOUL magic- that was pretty badass.
“woOAH!” Tempura exclaimed, smooshing her face against her side of the shell and staring up at Frisk with googly-eyes.

“Yeah, I got out pretty clean, all things considered,” Terrence cleared his throat, having never had to make conversation in a situation like this. He wondered if this was how fish that got grabbed by birds felt- but like, in a good way, of course. “This is new. I guess that driving practice you were doing is kind of obsolete now, huh?” he smiled.

BOOOOOM!

Well, that moment of relief and levity hadn’t lasted very long at all. It was just as he and Frisk had concluded earlier- whatever had been approaching before… well, it had just arrived, laying waste to the rooftop they’d been on just moments ago- had the others all made it out…?

 

[Shen: King of Digimon]

Boboiboy - Thunderstorm


"...!"

Akira's interference marked another milestone in trying Thunderstorm's patience, blasting off the side of the wall alongside his already built up speed, grossly overshooting his target. Spiraling out of bounds, his weapon deconstituted, failing to take out his target, namely due to the interference of his own allies.

Why was I brought out just to be fought by my own teammates?

Moments after this thought, a boom resonated throughout the zone. Managing to maneuver his body to flip in that direction, he saw a grizzly sight. A threatening laser reached so tall it stabbed through the sky like a knife. They stopped him from taking them out...and now his team would bare the consequences.

The descent was too fast. He wasn't planning for this when he made his acceleration before. As much as he tried to halt his speed, he wasn't slowing down fast enough. Sending red electricity through his body, he lifted his trajectory somewhat. Instead of going straight down into the concrete, he went in at an angle. The result of his efforts was sliding against the ground, sparks shredding off his shoes as his back hit the side of a building, knocking the breath out of the elemental. The impact caused the sparks on his body to jolt away entirely, sliding down to the ground from it.

"...Tch..."

With nothing but the spiteful sound escaping his lips, the colors of Thunderstorm faded. What was once orange and black returned to a bright range color with the outfit being replaced by an orange vest and a snug pair of blue pants. The red energy that made up thunderstorm was siphoned back into the watch on the boy's wrist. He sat slumped over, his eyes hazy as he tried to catch his breath from his shocked lungs.

 

[Psymallard]

ARK Police, NEURON Special Division, RAVEN Task Force
It appeared everyone had been accounted for, and that left one thing to do: retreat. Blade had done the same, which meant they didn't have much time left. Akira grimaced, grabbed Kiwi, and flung both herself and the bard over the edge.

BOOOOOM!

The roof erupted brilliantly behind them, throwing the officer a lot further forward than she would have liked. They were in free fall now, with Akira's right arm wrapped around the singer's torso. The Sword Legion had followed them over the edge, shielding the women from a spray of debris. As they continued to fall, the Legionnaire ordered her Legion to move back towards the wall, even as it cracked and crumbled.

The ensnared Chimera tugged on its astral chain, not to slow their fall, but to bring Akira into contact with said wall. Her right still holding onto the citizen tightly, the left wielded her X-Baton, which, imbued with a suspiciously red Blueshift, was able to pierce the concrete. It tore a line through the outer wall as Akira descended- decelerating. The Type-R fell with them, and guarded the two from any particularly dangerous debris.

The technique had definitely slowed her fall, but with a quick glance at the approaching ground, it was clearly not enough. She had been in freefall for far too long. So, before they would impact, Akira kicked off the wall and wrapped both her arms around Kiwi. The policewoman positioned herself so that her body was between the bard and the pavement- meaning Akira would take the brunt of the impact. Luckily, the Legionnaire had a plan, as the Type-R flew around to do the same for her.

The trio impacted a pile of rubble, sending a spray of rubble and dust further into the ruin they had landed in. They continued to slide and the Type-R's armor left a path of destruction as it ground through the cracked tile floor of the building. Their momentum only stopped when the Legion struck a lone pillar. Although it shuddered and cracks formed across it, it did not fall on top of the heroes.

After a moment to ensure safety, both the RAVEN Legion and the RAVEN captain uncurled. Akira sat up, and attempted to help Kiwi to her feet as she dismissed the Legion.

"Hey...," she caught her breath, "are you alright?"