<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/2a/c4/93/2ac493d7565892350704941fe9c11b21.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Benson "Bence" Marconi<br/><strong>Alias:</strong>Red Ranger<br/><strong>Time/Date:</strong>October 1st, 11:00 AM<br/><strong>Location:</strong>The Field<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Open<strong>Mention:</strong>Kara, Vivienne, Jacob<br/><hr/><br/><div align="center"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">GM</span></span></div><br/><br/>The only thing Bence could recall feeling was the squeeze Kara had given his hand. It had been…nice—reassuring almost. He wasn’t exactly sure if that had been what he actually felt in that moment, but it didn’t matter a blink later. Scenery was flashing before his eyes. The air was shifting around them. He felt himself freefalling at different points until the monstrosity was just under him. His grip on his hammer had been weak as he fell.<br/><br/><strong>Bence!</strong>his Mobicyte screamed and decided to help him out. Bence’s grip tightened on the weapon as he raised it over his head, his arms bending back with the weight of the hammer’s massive head.<br/><br/>The Tauran Boss’s back bowed, belly eye thrusting forth when it felt Kara’s daggers ripping and dragging down its back like cat claws. The scream of the boss could have been heard for miles if the world hadn’t been frozen.<br/><br/>“Aaah!” Bence cried on a mixture of fright and determination. It hadn’t been his most heroic-sounding scream, but well…he didn’t fight monster bosses on a regular basis either.<br/><br/>Vivienne’s scythe had sliced across the Tauran Boss’s eye, causing it to glow a bright white before the orb swelled and popped with an explosion of fire and a yellow gleaming liquid. Bence’s hammer smashed the creature’s head like a melon, sending organic matter splattering in all directions. Thrusting his booted feet against the Tauran Boss’s back, Bence back-flipped with his hammer to land on the grass and got clear of the impending explosion of Jake’s fancy gun.<br/><br/>In an orb of destructive energy, the Tauran Boss’s remains were incinerated. The pseudo-humans that had been racing about as erratic as zombies instantly collapsed upon the ground. The bodies of those freshly slain and already dead glowed in a bright light before they burst into star-like matter. Bence lowered his hammer and gazed about at the bodies that were vanishing into the air. The monster boss was no more, and as he stood there, he noticed his suit beginning to dissolve.<br/><br/>Bence’s hammer went first, and he held out his hands before his eyes, watching the red suit dematerialize on pixel-like cubes.<br/><br/><strong>The world is reverting back to the way it was</strong>, his Mobicyte told him.<strong>Everyone did great. The other humans won’t even know what happened!</strong><br/><br/>Bence’s mouth was hanging open. The tone of the clocktower made him blink out of his confused condition as he turned around to gaze across the field at the students who resumed their day as though nothing had happened. As though there hadn’t been a massive fight between an alien monster and his army on the track!<br/><br/>Bence slowly dropped to his knees and sat back on his calves. This was just all too insane.<br/><br/><hr/><br/><strong>Player Goal:</strong>Victory!<br/><br/><strong>GM Permissions:</strong>Resume.<br/><br/><strong>Enemy Number(s):</strong>0