⚔️ Synflux Boss Battle
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blastedass▶ 017. U.A. - THE FLYING FORTRESS.
They feel it. *rumble ... tremor ... rumble* Grinding vibrations crawl through the air in an ominous herald. They hear it before they see it, an technological roar charging power before *bph-whomphoosh!* of so many thrusters firing in succession. Smoke, clouds, darkness, all peel backwards from its surface as a hovering monstrosity emerges from the Underworld's gloom. U.A. - The Flying Fortress. Once a cage to safely contain and battle one of the most dangerous villains of all time in his world, it is now corrupted through Bakugo's memories into a gigantic aerial citadel with all intent to protect the gate the hero's in charge of guarding.
[Whether it's the pressure exerted by the fortress' engines or by something more corruptible from the rift exposure itself, the ground itself rends and blasts apart beneath U.A.'s presence. A field of influence-- half a mile in diameter, always centered directly under the landmass --terraforms the earth itself into a treacherous Pitfall course all around the school. You'd better be able to fly or catch yourself if you fall; no one wants to know what exists in the darkness below. Cables, ropes, and wires string from one rising pillar to another flat-topped spire, creating a network of lines between the safe spots.
But be careful. Some of those pillars are booby-trapped with powerful landmines, ready and able to detonate as soon as they are pressured. Mechanical landmines aren't the only set of traps. These crimson mines have a strange negative aura about them; those familiar with the sensation might recognize the echo of cursed energy. Stepping on one leads to a violent burst of blood laced with natural explosives, leading to a potentially gory result. If the Outsiders take a moment to scan the pillars, they'll be able to spot the shallowly-buried landmines, while the blood mines always give an uneasy feeling when nearing them. When the Pitfall field moves on, the rearranged earth is restored back to the way it was before U.A. arrived.]
[Those who aren't weeded out by the Pitfall can make it to U.A. proper. An incessant rumbling remains in the ground and the air, shivering through the Outsiders as they approach. A powerful force field hisses and crackles between each rising pillar, entombing the structure's top half within its embrace. Pushing against the shield surprisingly offers little resistance, as its goal isn't to keep people out, but to utterly strip Outsiders of rift poisoning and debris, serving as a purification field for challengers. (Because what kind of fair fight would it be to cripple someone before arriving?) Despite coming from the rift, no rift energy exists within U.A. protective walls. The grounds itself seem cut from an impressive academic campus, with trees, dorms, buildings, and a towering main H-shaped building. Take a moment here to rest and breathe. This is Bakugo's beloved hero school, the top Hero Academy in Japan.]
[But don't rest too long. U.A. requires students to pass an entrance exam before admission, and this is no different. What sonorous quiet existed at first abruptly tears apart as machines rev between trees and metal crashes through the streets. One by one, a variety of green-plated robots emerge from the campus, red eyes flashing as their sensors lock onto the Outsiders within the premises. U.A.'s fleet of Villain Bots, combat testing robots designed to create combat simulations. But this is no simulation. They mean business. Beyond pure power of ramming speed and heavy bodies, their arsenal includes bullets, explosive rounds, missiles, capture nets/cables, and stun wires.
Despite their threatening appearance, the Bots can be beaten in several ways; either destroying or immobilizing them will cause them to shut down, and their connecting joints are prime targets for crippling. The 0-point Bots, however, are noticeably bigger and more dangerous than the other types. Arena Traps are scattered across the battlefield to snare people and weed out battlers from advancing.
Every now and then, Outsiders might be lucky enough to spot a white rabbit hopping here and there around U.A.'s grounds. But if they get too close, the rabbits explode in a dark burst of energy. Perhaps even worse worse are the roses, blooming garden fresh among the school's trees and grass. Approaching them activates their sensitive triggers, and these beautiful blooms explode in a volley of nails, catching any nearby body part in shrapnel.
Note: While it's not going to matter too much here, there is a Point System left over from the entrance exam's usual function. Each robot defeated is worth a certain amount of points:
[They made it past the Pitfall. They made it through the Villain Bots. Smoke trails upward from so many destroyed or hobbled machines, sparks fitzing and last dregs of power sputtering before a sagging clank. All that remains is a towering H-shaped building and two figures standing atop its glass frame. Red eyes burn within his black mask, gloved fingers curling into fists over and over. Sparks crackling and pop in a threatening flare around his left hand. Bakugo Katsuki. These bastards think they can walk in here and get past him? Don't fuck with him. The only ones left are at least worth slaughtering. Weaklings would've been shaved off by the other trials.]
Oi, you shitty extras! Making it all this way here just to die? Sucks to be you!
[At Bakugo's side is a somewhat familiar face, though it looks as angry and sharp as Bakugo himself. Body glowing with an unmistakable aura, flickering a blue light that looks more like a flame, Yuji Itadori stretches his arms above his head and laughs softly, his eyes dark and almost empty in comparison to Bakugo's rage.]
Hey, don't forget about me! I made a promise, didn't I?
[One of the Outsiders' strongest tag teams finally takes the stage.
Ka-booM! Light and heat erupt from Bakugo's hand as he ignites an explosion and rockets into the air. Wind screams past his face and hair before a second explosion catches his blitz in a rebound. Popped up right above the floor in a short hop, and lands on his feet with a solid crunch of boots on concrete. A piece of metal crushes underfoot before he kicks it aside, narrowed gaze focusing on the Outsiders in front of him. Smoke seems to drifts from the corners of his mouth as Dynamight straightens up, a threatening clack of machinery sounding as multiple rectangular guns and cannons ratchet into active mode around his head and shoulders. Ammo belts dangle from their sides and backs, fueled by the grenade-shaped bracers bulging at both arms. Yeah. Both. An explosion detonates hard and strong above his right hand, no longer safely strung at his side while recovering from its injury. Whether he's aware of his own limitations or the rift corruption's giving a healing boost is unknown. Curiously, a long lash of what looks like a chainsaw chain loops in a diagonal around his torso, from left shoulder to right hip. What it's here for, who knows. Maybe someone does. Dynamight's here, at full power, ready to clean up the mess from his school's courtyard.]
Try to at least make me break a sweat before I blow you to pieces.
[Despite being corrupted into aggression and serving the wrong side, Dynamight's not lost his heroism, high standard, or honor. Without the rift poisoning to weaken his opponents, or other interference beyond the initial trials, he aims to have a fair fight, relying on strength, skill, wits, and endurance. And fully expects them to come at him with everything they have. Between his own powerful Quirk and the upgraded arsenal of his hero costume, he's a threat at any range. Close up martial arts and damaging explosions. Medium battle with carpet-bombing blasts and rocked-powered strikes. Distanced fighting with beam-like AP Shots and raining down flurries of grenade-like concentrated blasts. All while his Strafe Panzer unit swivels its turrets and opens fire on anyone trying to skirt around him. Those grenades on his belt aren't for show either; he'll snatch and throw one at a moment's notice. Though he trust Yuji to handle himself-- his best friend is strong as hell and just as skilled --Dynamight never lets him fully out of his sight. If he sees Yuji being remotely pushed back or losing ground, he'll violently trigger an explosive jettison of his current battle and get to the sorcerer's side to aid him, just as explosively. They're a dangerous tag team. And just in case you thought everything was safe... there are a number of land mines littering the grounds.
At Bakugo's side, Yuji is deadly in his own right, matching hand to hand combat with his own physical prowess, firing punches and kicks as if they're nothing. You might remember the exploding blood from the traps - Yuji spits his blood at people and has it burst, sends snaps of crimson towards the other Outsiders in an explosive line, and musters cursed energy to try and smother anyone who dares become a threat. The most dangerous Outsiders might find themselves coming face to face with the most painful and damaging of his arsenal: a Black Flash right to the gut, nothing held back in the midst of the loss of his mind.
Bring your Best to the Blazing Battle Brawl with the Bombastic Brawling Barons of Booms and Brawn!]
[Defeat. As always, it's a bitter taste in his mouth. When he comes around to it. A throbbing pound reverberates through his head, so many hammers banging into his skull. Alternating ache and nausea, a fucking concussion? Who the hell knows. Bakugo slowly sits up from the makeshift gurney stretched out beneath him. How'd he get on this thing? Fuck... probably some of the other Outsiders. Who else? What's happened? Is the battle over? Did they take out Ereshkigal? That damn bitch. How the hell could she go let herself get corrupted this badly?! Not that he's one to talk. Thoughts and feelings run jumbled mess all over his brain, half-making sense, half-confusing all the same. Memories come rushing back, from his time in the Underworld to watching his allies battle to the clash between himself, Yuji, the Outsiders, and U.A.
U.A... All around him, his beloved school is silent and broken. Trees snapped at trunks, buildings rent open, the grounds jagged and gouged from explosions, impacts, and more. Robot parts scattered everywhere, blots of blackness pepper the ground, roses wilted among studded nails, craters from landmines and bombs. He brought all this, alongside Yuji, into being to protect what he thought needed protecting... A fucking lie... Bakugo drops his forehead into his hand, gloved fingers biting into his forehead and crushing some of his bangs into a half-fisted grip. Not really in any mood to do more than sit here and lick his wounds, physical, mental, emotional, all of it.
Fuck... there's so much he has to make up for... Feel free to approach him to check on him, but Bakugo's hardly good company right now.]
[No time to wallow in his own anger and regret. He heard it as much as he expected it. A cracking noise, ripping through the air before slivers race in jagged lines cross the roof above. Rumbling shakes down to his core, the telltale sound of space collapsing. Shit, she lost! Without the Goddess of the Underworld, Underworld itself no longer stands. Hanging together by the seams of its creator's power, the entire realm frays and snaps. MOVE!! Pain and wounds mean nothing as he pushes himself to his feet, knowing the only thing that matters now is getting himself and everyone out of the Underworld before the entire realm caves in on them. With his own body in some shambles, there's no damn way he's going to be carrying anyone. Even himself is questionable.
But U.A. isn't done yet. Engines whine, motors rumble, the school itself unable to move, but a school's more than a building. What remains of U.A.'s Villain Bots fire back to life as their creator climbs to his feet. Hovering robots of green and steel drift forward, others roll out on rubber tires and tank treads. Bakugo straddles one and grips the handles, feet placed in the guarded steps.]
Damn you... You're not taking out anyone else. Not as long as I'm alive!
[Outsiders returning from beyond the Gate of Heroes chamber will find Bakugo with his small fleet of robots ready to pick them up. Outsiders who stayed behind in the chambers before the Gate of Heroes will have the chance to catch a ride with the emerging fleet of robots. NOTE: These robots will faithfully carry anyone riding on them all the way to the entrance to the Underworld, but are unable to pass outside its borders and will crumble to pieces upon arriving.]
[As always, feel free to wildcard anything you like in or out of this prompt! No set plans on who's going to take him out, but it's a group effort regardless. NOTE: Once Dynamight is knocked out, the rest of U.A. will begin to shut down. So if anyone wants to stay after he's taken out of the fight, prepare to endure U.A.'s crash landing. For those who intend to battle and interact with Yuji, please refer to Yuji's top level!]
💥 Trial 1. - Pitfall
[Whether it's the pressure exerted by the fortress' engines or by something more corruptible from the rift exposure itself, the ground itself rends and blasts apart beneath U.A.'s presence. A field of influence-- half a mile in diameter, always centered directly under the landmass --terraforms the earth itself into a treacherous Pitfall course all around the school. You'd better be able to fly or catch yourself if you fall; no one wants to know what exists in the darkness below. Cables, ropes, and wires string from one rising pillar to another flat-topped spire, creating a network of lines between the safe spots.
But be careful. Some of those pillars are booby-trapped with powerful landmines, ready and able to detonate as soon as they are pressured. Mechanical landmines aren't the only set of traps. These crimson mines have a strange negative aura about them; those familiar with the sensation might recognize the echo of cursed energy. Stepping on one leads to a violent burst of blood laced with natural explosives, leading to a potentially gory result. If the Outsiders take a moment to scan the pillars, they'll be able to spot the shallowly-buried landmines, while the blood mines always give an uneasy feeling when nearing them. When the Pitfall field moves on, the rearranged earth is restored back to the way it was before U.A. arrived.]
💥 Rest Area. - U.A.
[Those who aren't weeded out by the Pitfall can make it to U.A. proper. An incessant rumbling remains in the ground and the air, shivering through the Outsiders as they approach. A powerful force field hisses and crackles between each rising pillar, entombing the structure's top half within its embrace. Pushing against the shield surprisingly offers little resistance, as its goal isn't to keep people out, but to utterly strip Outsiders of rift poisoning and debris, serving as a purification field for challengers. (Because what kind of fair fight would it be to cripple someone before arriving?) Despite coming from the rift, no rift energy exists within U.A. protective walls. The grounds itself seem cut from an impressive academic campus, with trees, dorms, buildings, and a towering main H-shaped building. Take a moment here to rest and breathe. This is Bakugo's beloved hero school, the top Hero Academy in Japan.]
💥 Trial 2. - Villain Bots
[But don't rest too long. U.A. requires students to pass an entrance exam before admission, and this is no different. What sonorous quiet existed at first abruptly tears apart as machines rev between trees and metal crashes through the streets. One by one, a variety of green-plated robots emerge from the campus, red eyes flashing as their sensors lock onto the Outsiders within the premises. U.A.'s fleet of Villain Bots, combat testing robots designed to create combat simulations. But this is no simulation. They mean business. Beyond pure power of ramming speed and heavy bodies, their arsenal includes bullets, explosive rounds, missiles, capture nets/cables, and stun wires.
Despite their threatening appearance, the Bots can be beaten in several ways; either destroying or immobilizing them will cause them to shut down, and their connecting joints are prime targets for crippling. The 0-point Bots, however, are noticeably bigger and more dangerous than the other types. Arena Traps are scattered across the battlefield to snare people and weed out battlers from advancing.
Every now and then, Outsiders might be lucky enough to spot a white rabbit hopping here and there around U.A.'s grounds. But if they get too close, the rabbits explode in a dark burst of energy. Perhaps even worse worse are the roses, blooming garden fresh among the school's trees and grass. Approaching them activates their sensitive triggers, and these beautiful blooms explode in a volley of nails, catching any nearby body part in shrapnel.
Note: While it's not going to matter too much here, there is a Point System left over from the entrance exam's usual function. Each robot defeated is worth a certain amount of points:
★ 1 Point - Easy Villains (Victory)So have fun with that if you wanna tally up some points and brag about it later. Once he's back in his right mind, Bakugo might treat the highest-scoring Outsider to a free meal.]
★ 2 Points - Medium Villains (Imperial)
★ 3 Points - Hard Villains (Venator)
★ 0 Points - Arena Traps (Executor)
💥 Trial 3. - Dynamight & Unwavering Fist
[They made it past the Pitfall. They made it through the Villain Bots. Smoke trails upward from so many destroyed or hobbled machines, sparks fitzing and last dregs of power sputtering before a sagging clank. All that remains is a towering H-shaped building and two figures standing atop its glass frame. Red eyes burn within his black mask, gloved fingers curling into fists over and over. Sparks crackling and pop in a threatening flare around his left hand. Bakugo Katsuki. These bastards think they can walk in here and get past him? Don't fuck with him. The only ones left are at least worth slaughtering. Weaklings would've been shaved off by the other trials.]Oi, you shitty extras! Making it all this way here just to die? Sucks to be you!
[At Bakugo's side is a somewhat familiar face, though it looks as angry and sharp as Bakugo himself. Body glowing with an unmistakable aura, flickering a blue light that looks more like a flame, Yuji Itadori stretches his arms above his head and laughs softly, his eyes dark and almost empty in comparison to Bakugo's rage.]
Hey, don't forget about me! I made a promise, didn't I?
[One of the Outsiders' strongest tag teams finally takes the stage.
Ka-booM! Light and heat erupt from Bakugo's hand as he ignites an explosion and rockets into the air. Wind screams past his face and hair before a second explosion catches his blitz in a rebound. Popped up right above the floor in a short hop, and lands on his feet with a solid crunch of boots on concrete. A piece of metal crushes underfoot before he kicks it aside, narrowed gaze focusing on the Outsiders in front of him. Smoke seems to drifts from the corners of his mouth as Dynamight straightens up, a threatening clack of machinery sounding as multiple rectangular guns and cannons ratchet into active mode around his head and shoulders. Ammo belts dangle from their sides and backs, fueled by the grenade-shaped bracers bulging at both arms. Yeah. Both. An explosion detonates hard and strong above his right hand, no longer safely strung at his side while recovering from its injury. Whether he's aware of his own limitations or the rift corruption's giving a healing boost is unknown. Curiously, a long lash of what looks like a chainsaw chain loops in a diagonal around his torso, from left shoulder to right hip. What it's here for, who knows. Maybe someone does. Dynamight's here, at full power, ready to clean up the mess from his school's courtyard.]Try to at least make me break a sweat before I blow you to pieces.
[Despite being corrupted into aggression and serving the wrong side, Dynamight's not lost his heroism, high standard, or honor. Without the rift poisoning to weaken his opponents, or other interference beyond the initial trials, he aims to have a fair fight, relying on strength, skill, wits, and endurance. And fully expects them to come at him with everything they have. Between his own powerful Quirk and the upgraded arsenal of his hero costume, he's a threat at any range. Close up martial arts and damaging explosions. Medium battle with carpet-bombing blasts and rocked-powered strikes. Distanced fighting with beam-like AP Shots and raining down flurries of grenade-like concentrated blasts. All while his Strafe Panzer unit swivels its turrets and opens fire on anyone trying to skirt around him. Those grenades on his belt aren't for show either; he'll snatch and throw one at a moment's notice. Though he trust Yuji to handle himself-- his best friend is strong as hell and just as skilled --Dynamight never lets him fully out of his sight. If he sees Yuji being remotely pushed back or losing ground, he'll violently trigger an explosive jettison of his current battle and get to the sorcerer's side to aid him, just as explosively. They're a dangerous tag team. And just in case you thought everything was safe... there are a number of land mines littering the grounds.
At Bakugo's side, Yuji is deadly in his own right, matching hand to hand combat with his own physical prowess, firing punches and kicks as if they're nothing. You might remember the exploding blood from the traps - Yuji spits his blood at people and has it burst, sends snaps of crimson towards the other Outsiders in an explosive line, and musters cursed energy to try and smother anyone who dares become a threat. The most dangerous Outsiders might find themselves coming face to face with the most painful and damaging of his arsenal: a Black Flash right to the gut, nothing held back in the midst of the loss of his mind.
█ █ █ BOSS DEBRIEF SHEET
NAME: Great Explosion Murder God Dynamight (aka: Bakugo Katsuki)
HEIGHT: 172cm (5'7½")
WEIGHT: Unknown (refuses to disclose)
CLASS: Extremely Dangerous
LOCATION: Musutafu, Shizuoka Prefecture, Japan
ABILITIES: Explosion Quirk (explosive sweat), Superhuman Physical Characteristics (strength, durability, speed, reflexes, stamina, agility, endurance), Gifted Intellect, Skilled Hand-to-Hand Martial Artist Combatant
EQUIPMENT: Grenadier Bracers, Improvised Grenades, Metal Knee Pads, Suppressive Heavy Mobile Unit: Strafe Panzer
WEAKNESSES: Extremely Cold/Dry Conditions, Dehydration (his Quirk requires his sweat), Prolonged Combat (overusing his Quirk can damage his arms and aggravate preexisting damage to his heart and lungs), Short Temper, Ego, Yuji
EXTRA NOTES: A top-performing hero with an insatiable appetite for crushing his foes. #3 in Class 1-A of U.A. High School. Future No. 5 Pro Hero of Japan. Proceed with extreme caution.
RIFT EFFECTS: None
█ █ █ ATTACHED PHOTO: One . Two . Three . Four
█ █ █ BOSS DEBRIEF SHEET
NAME: Yuji Itadori (aka: Unwavering Fist)
HEIGHT: 173 cm (5'8")
WEIGHT: 80 kg
CLASS: Very Dangerous
LOCATION: Tokyo, Tokyo Metropolis, Japan
ABILITIES: Blood Manipulation, Convergence, Piercing Blood, Shrine and Dismantle, New Shadow Style: Simple Domain, Reverse Cursed Technique, Domain Expansion, Cursed Energy, super human strength, speed and endurance.
EQUIPMENT: N/A
WEAKNESSES: Water (negates his blood technique), Bakugo
EXTRA NOTES: The Vessel of the King of Curses and the chosen by the sparks of black. Proceed with caution.
RIFT EFFECTS: None
█ █ █ ATTACHED PHOTO: One . Two . Three
💥 After Fight. - Waking
[Defeat. As always, it's a bitter taste in his mouth. When he comes around to it. A throbbing pound reverberates through his head, so many hammers banging into his skull. Alternating ache and nausea, a fucking concussion? Who the hell knows. Bakugo slowly sits up from the makeshift gurney stretched out beneath him. How'd he get on this thing? Fuck... probably some of the other Outsiders. Who else? What's happened? Is the battle over? Did they take out Ereshkigal? That damn bitch. How the hell could she go let herself get corrupted this badly?! Not that he's one to talk. Thoughts and feelings run jumbled mess all over his brain, half-making sense, half-confusing all the same. Memories come rushing back, from his time in the Underworld to watching his allies battle to the clash between himself, Yuji, the Outsiders, and U.A.
U.A... All around him, his beloved school is silent and broken. Trees snapped at trunks, buildings rent open, the grounds jagged and gouged from explosions, impacts, and more. Robot parts scattered everywhere, blots of blackness pepper the ground, roses wilted among studded nails, craters from landmines and bombs. He brought all this, alongside Yuji, into being to protect what he thought needed protecting... A fucking lie... Bakugo drops his forehead into his hand, gloved fingers biting into his forehead and crushing some of his bangs into a half-fisted grip. Not really in any mood to do more than sit here and lick his wounds, physical, mental, emotional, all of it.
Fuck... there's so much he has to make up for... Feel free to approach him to check on him, but Bakugo's hardly good company right now.]
💥 After Fight. - Escaping
[No time to wallow in his own anger and regret. He heard it as much as he expected it. A cracking noise, ripping through the air before slivers race in jagged lines cross the roof above. Rumbling shakes down to his core, the telltale sound of space collapsing. Shit, she lost! Without the Goddess of the Underworld, Underworld itself no longer stands. Hanging together by the seams of its creator's power, the entire realm frays and snaps. MOVE!! Pain and wounds mean nothing as he pushes himself to his feet, knowing the only thing that matters now is getting himself and everyone out of the Underworld before the entire realm caves in on them. With his own body in some shambles, there's no damn way he's going to be carrying anyone. Even himself is questionable.
But U.A. isn't done yet. Engines whine, motors rumble, the school itself unable to move, but a school's more than a building. What remains of U.A.'s Villain Bots fire back to life as their creator climbs to his feet. Hovering robots of green and steel drift forward, others roll out on rubber tires and tank treads. Bakugo straddles one and grips the handles, feet placed in the guarded steps.]
Damn you... You're not taking out anyone else. Not as long as I'm alive!
[Outsiders returning from beyond the Gate of Heroes chamber will find Bakugo with his small fleet of robots ready to pick them up. Outsiders who stayed behind in the chambers before the Gate of Heroes will have the chance to catch a ride with the emerging fleet of robots. NOTE: These robots will faithfully carry anyone riding on them all the way to the entrance to the Underworld, but are unable to pass outside its borders and will crumble to pieces upon arriving.]
[As always, feel free to wildcard anything you like in or out of this prompt! No set plans on who's going to take him out, but it's a group effort regardless. NOTE: Once Dynamight is knocked out, the rest of U.A. will begin to shut down. So if anyone wants to stay after he's taken out of the fight, prepare to endure U.A.'s crash landing. For those who intend to battle and interact with Yuji, please refer to Yuji's top level!]
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Date: 6/14/25 21:59 (UTC)▶ 00#. GATE OF HEROES (--TH GATE OF THE UNDERWORLD).