Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-26104528-20150531022109/@comment-26130256-20150624184513

''Of course he wasn't fooled, dummy. He's got an infrared camera. ''Azulius tried to reason through his latest problem. Could he create an illusion that gave off heat? According to Beacon's science teacher, heat, radio waves and all that jazz were just light shifted out of the visible spectrum. It would make for a worthy experiment, but Invisible Man certainly wasn't going to give him a few minutes to practice. But as the next burst flew towards him, another idea came, an idea that he could use right now.

Azzie barely dodged the bullets, but he illusioned just one more round into the salvo. The fake round struck him clean through the torso, probably penetrating the lower right lung. He shouted in pain as he collapsed on the ground, his face contorting in pain as his left hand clamped over the hole where illusory blood was now coming out. By sheer force of will, his right hand kept hold on Roaring Moxie, but he lacked the energy to lift it.

This ain't close to the craziest trick I've tried today, Azulius told himself as he groaned on the concrete. ''Based on whatever's happening, this guy clearly wants me alive. I think. If so, he's got to run over here and make sure I live so he can kidnap me. And if he does want me dead, he's got to come make sure of his kill. I've just got to keep up this fake blood and pain act until he gets close. Then, boom.''