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Barry Jones
Hello?

Stepping into his room, Barry found that it was filled wth pillars, most stone, but some metal under a thin layer of plaster. Moving up to the first one, Barry pulled part of it out leaving a small hollow in the pillar and fashioned it into a thin pole. There was someone else in here with him, but he couldn't see them yet.

Clone of Barry
Seek And Destroy

Clone Barry lifted his head as Morgra walked into the room. Nothing ran through his head, as he hadn't be told or taught how to make his own decisions. Instead, he had almost perfect knowledge on how to use his power to kill in the most efficient way plausible. He, like all the other clones was dressed in a simple cloth jumpsuit. Raising one hand to the ceiling, he pulled it down with his fist clenched. From above, a series of gradually louder bangs could be heard until with an almighty bang, the roof exploded downwards in a shower of plastic and plaster. With a clang, a single steel girder landed on the floor halfway between them. Standing back up, Clone Barry moved his hand in the direction of the upper corners of the room. Whip like tendrils latched onto them and with a groan, lifted the girder off of the ground, several more tendrils stuck to the ground like a spider's web in the making.

Jayna stepped into her room and was not pleased at all to see that it was almost completely covered in ice, with only a few small spots that were stone or metal. Using her powers here was gonna be tough. She kept her bow strung and wondered idly who or what she'd be facing in here.

Jayna, or what looked like Jayna, stood in the center of the maze. She looked bored, like she was waiting for something. Seeing Kay look around the edge of the wall, she shifted her weight to one side and put a hand on her hip. "Hey, Kay," she smirked, then she lifted her other hand and pointed. A stream of flame shot at Kay.

((Wow wow, slow down a bit there razz I've not even replied to you coming into the room yet...))



Lt. Jansen Cygnar ”Fear monger”
Double strike!










Jansen Focused, and waving his hands in and outward motion filled the room with his field from behind his cover. Still nothing, obviously who ever was in this room with him, and judging by the random destruction of some other obstacles it was a gravity power, had no emotions yet... Meaning they were 'newborns'
"No baby had this level of power, it must be a clone... WAIT! That's why we're here! So this must be the research? Meaning that this is a clone of Freyja..." He thought quickly before stealthily flanking the clone in the middle of the room.
"Well, if I cant use her fear, I'll use Freyja's..." Focusing back onto what he remembered of Freyja, and feeling her a few rooms over Jansen waved his hands up, causing a 'Lake' of mercury to line the ceiling.
"Clones are genetically identical, and that allergy will still be there... Seems this one has a fault, bad move Ian, bad move..." Jansen thought as he used himself, and the fact the clone was busy mindlessly destroying, as a distraction.
"Bring it b***h!" He shouted unloading a full clip towards the clone from behind his position behind a wall behind her before the mercury started to rain down like a deadly silver thunderstorm.
"I know powers, not all are the same but usually it's only one movement at a time. So it's either the metal, or the bullets. I believe my time with the Nazi's they called this Blitzkrieg... your move clone!"

Clone#J ”Fear monger”
Mental battles

Moving in and out the pillars silently, keeping out of view was Clone#J, Jansen’s clone... Unlike Jansen had complete control over his powers... And I mean complete. Unlike Jansen, the clone could 'pick' what emotion to amplify as long as it was there at the time, even slight ones. Feeling the the internal workings of Barry, the clone made his decisions... Grief... grief was difficult, it was different for everyone, this one seemed to be anger, hatred, sadness, loneliness. To amplify those at this time, would be bad. Manifestation it was.
Moving into the open at the other side of the room from Barry the clone began to speak.
"So you are my opponent... Although I am but a clone, I am still human... Mostly, the same as you. I say we let this be a fair fight. Would you preffer I made the first move, or you."

Barry Jones
Civilised distruction.

Turning at the sound of another persons voice, Barry found himself looking at Jansen. Except that it wasn't Jansen, but his clone. "A fair fight indeed. You see, I have a lot of anger that I want to vent, but you aren't the person I want to do it to. I think that you should make the first move. I want to see how you compare to the real thing. Spinning his pole, it grew in thickness and length as more metal was drawn into it from the pillar, only stopping when it was four foot long and several inches wide. "Right then. Bring it on."

Clone of Barry
Resistance Is Futile

As Norgra focused her power on the giant girder, the clone merely stopped focusing on it. Without his guidance, it reverted back into a solid metal lump, held up by the fifteen or so strands that had been stuck into the walls, floor and ceiling already. "You Cannot Make This Girder Fall So Easily. Now It's My Turn. Die!" With a flick of his wrist, a tendril fired out of the girder aiming directly at her heart.

Oh dear lord thought Kaileigh as saw a clone of Kay. It wasn't Kay herself for even with Kaileighs memory she was sure that Kay didn't have such werid eyes. That she would have surely noticed. She felt the water crash into small waves around her as she thought about what Kay could do. Phase through stuff. How in the world was she going to be able to fight someone like that? Let alone find a way to actually get a hit in. Stop that she thought concretrated, you can beat her somehow. "You'll be the screaming," said Kaileigh bringing up a great ribbon of water making it circle around her, "Not me."

Kaileigh's clone leaned against the wall but she quickly straightened up and smiled as she watched Jayna walk into the room. "Well, it's about time," said Kaileigh twirling a piece of her hair happily as she absentmindly pulled water vapor out of the air making water snake around her randomly in the air, "I was just about to get worried that someone had beat me to you."

((There's a gap of about two feet between the roof and the walls.))

Lt. Jansen Cygnar ”Fear monger”
Ohhh... Gut shot... And I thought you'd be harder to beat.










Rolling away from the quickly disintegrating wall, splashing through the mercury to another spot of cover, not that it would help much, the gravity influence of the clone made it hard to move, some bits heavier, some lighter and with the scenery disappearing at this rate it wouldn't be long before Jansen was left in the open. Not only that but it seems that the crushing of the wall had managed to cause one of his lungs to momentarily collapse., it wasn't anything serious but breathing would be difficult for a while.
"Damn, that was close... I have to be more careful." He said wheezing slightly under his breath. Jansen was at a bit of a disadvantage, his powers weren't meant for direct combat, more incapacitation and puppet control. Suddenly it hit him, puppet control! Waving his hands upwards from the ground and closing his eyes Jansen shaped the inch deep puddle of mercury now covering the floor of the room into a figure across the room from the clone, a 8 foot tall liquid metal 'person' it had developed four arms and seemingly no head of sorts. Slowly it lumbered towards the clone, breaking into a sloppy run of sorts, before reaching out with all four 'arms' to grapple the clone to the ground