Gotta Go Fast... And Furious [Felix]

Felix got the message in the middle of his own class. Currently the teacher was tied up with some students-- literally. A group of the students of his class had gone on a riot tying everyone up besides Felix. He took the rioting kids out quickly, barely even winded. He sighed, when was he going to get any real excitement. That was when his phone vibrated, he checked the message reading it ecstatically. "OH YES!" With a grin he replied. 'C U There scrub!' He ran out of his class leaving his fellow students and teacher behind forgetfully. He would be waiting for Al in the LG base.

Our hero Felix was caught completely unawares by the albino scoundrel. He was then restrained from behind and assailed (although not seriously), with a shout he would shake his body really fast like a dog after getting wet to get Al off of him.

He would turn to Al a serious look on his face as he flicked his chin in the other boys direction. The action was an imitation one of those super cool movie gangsters as he growled in a lower voice than normal, "Your move punk."

Felix grinned, his expectations soaring. He had barely fought any of the other LG members aside from Leon and Aaron, so he was excited, eager to see what his fellow gang member could do. He spread his arms, eyes twinkling with a sort of childish delight as Al attacked with a (not too shabby) swift strike for his stomach.

As the blow hit him he recoiled sharply almost leaving the ground. In a bid to stay on his toes, he leaned forward, lowering his center of gravity as he skidded backwards a full body length before stopping. The breath had been knocked out his lungs in an instant. Al was definitely strong for sure.

Taking quick short breaths to forcefully put air back into his strained lungs as he grinned. "That it?", he smirked confidently, hoping to goad Al into another attack. "Not sure if you know this . . . but recently I became your superior.", Felix's smile widened, taking delight in his supa smack talking. "So why don't you come and really show your Sergeant what you're worth eh?", he would beckon Al to him with his index and pointer fingers.

Felix had little to no intention to dodge Hex's attacks. He was focused on looking like a super cool bad ass. As Hex charged Felix yawned, cupping one hand over his mouth, feigning not caring, but he was actually extremely wary of Hex. He was decently fast and strong, though he was comparing him to Leon and Aaron, which were light years ahead of them both.

Felix waited until the moment Hex attacked before he quickly pivoted on his heel in a counterclockwise direction, bracing himself with his other foot he took the kick, blocking with his left bicep, his forearm just under Hex's leg. Due to his change of position the kick went Biting his lip he focused everything on grabbing Hex's while it was still in contact with his body. Raising his arm to cradle Hex's leg in his bicep he would shoot forward shoving Hex's leg up in the air in a bid to throw him off balance, while simultaneously elbowing Hex's hip joint, his intent to at least impair Hex slightly.

If his elbow strike landed, he would follow it up would shoot forward from it's position by his hip in a straight line aimed for his lower abdomen. "You done fucked up now shit lord!"

Felix didn't retract his arm. A dumb mistake on his part, but he was distracted. A heat radiated from his pocket warming up his entire leg, before it became scalding. "Oh not again, he muttered." Al took his arm at just this moment, but Felix was too distracted, he could feel the object burning through the pocket of his pants. The world seemed to slow down as the item descended to the floor. Turning to Al a tears in his eyes he could only mutter, "I'm so sorry.", before he dropped his mix tape; the world around them in a 20 feet radius erupting in a wave of rolling flames.

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OOC

Mix Tape
Desc: This mix tape is fire. Hyperion endorsed, LG approved.
Ability:For one post per 25 INT, Felix is able to drop his mix tape and set the surrounding area in flames. This does area-of-effect damage equal to 100% INT to everyone around him. The range of the flames is 1 foot per 2 INT. Flames stop when they hit an object or a person, meaning if someone is hiding behind something or someone else, they won't be affected.

41 damage
0/1 charges left

Felix watched in wide eyed surprise as Al walked from the fire unscathed, toting a lit cigarette in his mouth. Even he had to admit, the entrance was pretty bad ass. He was caught completely by surprise when Al attacked; having been too preoccupied thinking, 'Thank god he's okay.' Felix had stupidly dropped his guard in his relief, taking Al's blow full force. The attack making his knees buckle slightly as he folded over, unable to think through the pain. His position set him up perfectly for the coup de grace, as Al's fist slammed into his face, knocking the sense out of him.

Felix's body would be knocked clear off the ground, tumbling through the air before landing in a heap on the gym floor fifteen feet away. He had briefly been knocked unconscious. With a deep ragged breath, his air returned to him, along with his consciousness. Felix opened his eyes his vision swimming in a multitude of black and gray's. He was impressed with Al . .  . but something was bothering him. Frustration balled up in the pit of his stomach, like an angry pack of vipers. The frustration quickly smoldered into anger, until it was all Felix knew.

He had grown too much, to be put down on the floor by anyone. Felix rose to his feet, his rage now a great flame devouring his every thought. He'd always held back, intentionally seeking to hurt people wasn't in his nature. But from the looks of it, Al could take it. This was a rare moment for Felix to cut back and let loose. Felix took a large breath of air; the blood in his veins pumping harder than before. He gave a smile that seemed equal parts apologetic and overjoyed.

"I'm sorry . . . again." Felix pushed off hard with his right foot, his shoe screeching impossibly loud in the near empty gymnasium. He charged Al, his vision blurring as he approached him at a speed that made Felix's own eyes tear up. Stomping his feet down at the last possible moment to slow himself, his shoes would squeal on the gym floor leaving a long black streak in their wake. Raising his right arm, he would raise his right arm to clothesline Al, the crook of his arm aimed for his neck. If it made contact, Felix would thrust the arm forward with the intent to throw Al backwards with his arm, using the momentum from his sprint. He would simultaneously hook his right leg behind Al's legs to trip him and knock him off his feet, when he shoved him. 

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OOC- Edited because I'm a dumbass

New Stats for the round: STR:12(37) ~ DEX:35(110) ~ CON:30(58) ~ WIS:29(40) ~ INT:30(42)

"King of Beasts Necklace"
Ability:For every post this item goes unused it gains 1 stack. At a max of 10 stacks the item can be unleashed to give +15 to all physical stats for the same number of stacks it gained. Can be used once per thread.
Stacks: 5/10

Gotta Go Fast!
Due to being a little bitch, Felix can run away from his opponents Using the air around him to boost himself to greater heights, Felix can move even faster than before. Once per 10 int, he gains +20 Dex and receives -10 to Con for however many posts ability is in use

((Finally have time to do some posting! Also it turns out I'm an idiot and thought buffs stacked anyway I edited my previous post a bit, not much should be different, but sorry for everything!))


Felix grinned, a rush of adrenaline surging through him. As much as he didn't want to admit it hitting Al had felt good. Hell it felt better than good, it felt great! He didn't get much time to celebrate though as Al was already on the rebound. Felix was startled by the unexpected attack, screaming in response. "AHH THE FUCK!" His first reaction instead of jerking away was to jerk forward, meeting Al's headbutt with his own, the sound of their heads colliding reverberating through his skull.

Felix clumsily backpedaled from the knee, slightly off balance as he put his hands up to block it, one behind the other. As his hands came into contact with the attack they were blown upwards with a resounding 'smack!' sound. His palms stinging he brought down his hands, releasing an audible stream of air from between his teeth. His blood pumping so heavily he could hear it in his eardrums. While they were still close to each other Felix would close whatever distance was between them so that they were nearly chest to chest. "Don't blame me if you get roughed up." Felix grinned impishly.

Raising his left hand he would slam his open palm into Al's face with the intent to blind him, at least momentarily. Clenching his right fist, Felix bent his right knee slightly before springing off of it and delivering an uppercut aimed for Al's chest.
While this was going on a visible dark aura poured off of Felix, slowly coating him in darkness.

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