Welcome to Gaia! ::

Namor sees the flying Alan hurdling towards him and ducks....and Alan plows right into the fans gathered and sending them scattering into a huge pile!

Namor shakes his head in disgust,"For one who was seeking to protect these people you certainly haven't helped your own cause."

Then in the center of the confusion, Namor lashes out with a kick aimed right at Kal-L's face!

*As Alan crahes, he manages to get up and take flight.*
I'll leave you two then if you're that determined to cause damage, but know that that won't happen again. Oh, but before I go...
*Alan focuses his ring at a spot some ten feet from the both of them and fires a beam that shapes itself into a giant snow plow.*
Sometimes the best solutions are the easiest. Normal-sized ones move snow. This one is powered by my willpower and is fifteen times the size of a tank.
*The behemoth begins to advance at an astonishing rate toward the two.*
Good-bye.
*Alan flies back toward his seat, his concentration still on his construct.*

Perhaps the kick to Namor's groin was a mistake. True it was a blow no man would wish to suffer, but the Avenging Son was no mere man. He doubles over, clutching his, er, well you get the idea, but that feral rage Namor was infamous for begins to send his blood to a boiling rage at the cheap tactic of a groin shot against his person.

He looks up with his eyes blazing in hot anger...

"That my communist friend, was a mistake that will cost you your LIFE!"

And Namor turns and takes flight, whipping around the back of the quickly advancing "snow plow" of giant proportions and grits his teeth, lifting the tail end and flinging the monstrous machine directly at Kal with alarming speed!

{{I thought they were still in the backstage area, the women's bathroom, not out in the arena}}

Namor smiles with hard intent in his eyes as he takes flight up toward the ceiling.

"Have it your way communist! This is something I was saving for such an occassion!"

And Namor grabs the overhead pipe at the ceiling and jerks it off, tearing it and sending the running water pouring out and aims it right at Kal-L, soaking the fighter! Then in an act unseen for many a year but within his capability, Namor discharges the electric currents from his own body like an eel native to the waters and uses the electricity against the wet Kal-L!

*Stands up and shakes the water off, still smoking from the electricity.* Well played.

So A.I when do start?

Standing alone in the darkness, both Cassandra and Victor await the simulation.

Suddenly, BRIGHT BLUE LIGHTS blaze on the pair, nearly blinding them. Blinking to clear their eyes (or, in one case, optical sensor ((do they blink?))), Cassandra and Victor peer out.

They are standing on a large, blue and silver stage construct, with spotlights shining on them.

Several feet away, a table with three unidentified figures sitting at it stands.

Behind the table is the flashing lights, cheering chatter, and excited faces of nearly two hundred spectators.


"LADIES AND GENTLEMEN! ARE YOU READY!?

The crowd cheers in responce to the voice. Suddenly appearing on the stage is well-known talk show personality Jack Ryder. Ryder stands between Stone and Sandsmark and raises an arm.

"This is what it comes down to, folks! One hour! Two contestants! AND YOU-THE FANS!


WELCOME!


TO.....

KAPOW!IAN IDOL!

Victor and Cassandra hear music swelling behind them as Jack moves off the stage.

"Before we introduce our judges, the two contestants will start things off with a duet!"