Well, here goes nothing. >.>
Rajil hovered within the confines of the plastic rectangle that his colleague Jodah carried within his backpack. Waiting for him to lift the screen so he could exit the blasted thing and wreak havoc onto this wretched, supposedly justice "upholding" facility. He doubted any of them protected the land very well, much less were very active when just being their lazy selves. After a door being knocked down with what else but chocolate, not even one siren had been heard yet. Rajil saw the screen rise and he could see through his computer eyes, which were completely invisible because of the massive amount of pixels that made up the internet error screen. Jodah had a bad habit that Rajil couldn't understand, and he had nothing to do with the website failing to operate. Promise.
The screen rose, the monster walked out.
First a hand reached out of the screen, as if like a horror movie, his fingers tightened to grip onto whatever he could of floorboards. Synthetic sweat and humidity made him somewhat hold onto the floor as he escaped from his computer trap. If anyone were nearby, they'd be pretty freaked out.
He looked up at the inner building, not caring of what was there. Whether cameras, computer screens, or whatever. After his first strike, none of it would matter. Rajil was made like an athletic teen male, at the peak of ones physical health. His body was in great shape and could go one for quite some time doing something like this. Though his usual antics consist of small and extremely annoying moves like shooting spit wads at guards and leaving a banana peel in a hallway, he realized that they were childish, cartoon-like moves, and he needed to up the anti quite a bit. His choice was dreadfully irrational, but would do some serious damage nonetheless.
"But the computer will be destroyed, and if we do something like this, we're gonna need to... Recharge for a while."
His computer logic was right. He needed to go back into the computer if he did this, because if he didn't, he probably have not even enough energy to bring his swords to him. And that would prove very bad for him and his two teammates.
He walked up to the small computer, picked it up with both hands, walked out of the building, layed it down on the ground, a safe distance away. Give or take ten feet. He then walked back into the buildng and... Concentrated.
He clenched his fists and his pixelated nails dug into his pixelated skin. Creating no pixelated blood as they were shoved deeper and deeper into his palms. He emitted a yell of power (and also notification to Jodah, since he was acting out something very dangerous) as from his shoulders to his fists, green electricity started to snap and sparkle all over. The amount of electricity that appeared would be enough to power a small city. Or destroy it.
With all the electricity he could muster up without having to commit suicide in his hands, only one thing left to do. Bring this house down. He bent his knees, and crouched his body in, and then sprung up as high as possible. Raising his fists high and bending in his body to make an arch-like shape. He aimed both fists straight for the square middle of the floor. His fists would crash powerfully, and all the electricity would by default be surged throughout the building, shocking, zapping, frying anything within. He would be unaffected by it since he was pretty much made out of the stuff, but this was a two-edged sword, since he was now pretty much out of power.
Jodah would need to jump, or else he'd be in a lot of trouble, and Rajil would be along until Dirka got here. But, for now, let's see how these cops cope without power.
Rajil ran as quickly as possible out of the building, and seemingly dove into the computer screen to bask in it's pixely goodness. He would need to stay there for a small amount of time, but it wouldn't be a big deal. Jodah was fine.
