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Post by Deleted on Feb 27, 2013 9:37:49 GMT -8
Ah, yes. That...
His thumb and index finger went over the largest of his glass buttons that kept his coat on. He pulled lightly at it using his right hand and it seemed like the button would come off, but it didn't. Instead the bottom to a filled Florence flask seemed to just emerge from the fastener itself, black rubber cork and all to keep it sealed.
I require the means of destruction you were going to use upon Electopia's bastion of commerce. I cannot say why at this time.
Holding the flask in his other hand, an icosahedron formed. Each face had a number and a mathematical symbol upon it, from numbers one to 20. It wasn't a "Regular" piece of data or shape. None of the sides were exactly of the same size and shape, as it appeared that every face was set through another three sides of three others.
I am willing to make an exchange for it with these: A synthesis emulation program and this sealed data.
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Post by notegg on Feb 27, 2013 10:47:30 GMT -8
"The means of destruction?" Finale smirked. "What are you, a cop? Finale let out a single exasperated laugh at his own joke. "There was no weapon involved. No means of destruction. I was bluffing the whole way through. Although..."
"If I so chose, I could have destroyed it with a blast of wind stronger then any bomb, with a simple flick of the wrist the block would have been gone. If you're looking for the means of destruction, you've found him."
Perhaps it was cocky for Finale to have thought that. Perhaps foolish. But his words weren't necessarily false. A charged attack could bring down the area. It would have probably killed Finale with the blast, but death means little to data.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 8, 2013 19:40:39 GMT -8
How disappointing.
He had hoped to obtain that method himself for mass production. But instead he began to take his leave. The data and flask dissolved away in his hands as quickly as they had appeared.
I will depart now then since there isn't more to discuss.
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Post by notegg on Mar 8, 2013 20:13:41 GMT -8
With a flick of the wrist a bolt of wind leapt from Finale's hand, aimed at the scientist's back.
"I don't think so."
The cocky yet sinister smile was wide on Finale's face, as he leapt into the air and spun vertically. Small spectral representations of his knives lunged at Labcoat. Black sand was spun up into the air as Finale did so, creating a small pit that became a small crater as Finale touched down.
"It's in the best of both of our interests for you to hand that over."
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Post by Deleted on Mar 10, 2013 15:40:35 GMT -8
With both arms crossed, the white clad navi turned to face Finale, his white eyes giving him a stare of anger and contempt.
Given your current disorderly and impotent state...
He trailed off for a brief moment. Something odd for a navi like that. His eyes looked Finale over, actually reading and analyzing every part of his data! After taking in all the information in under three seconds, he continued his sentence.
It would require at least one hundred of navis of similar aptitude to even cause insignificant damage.
His arms remained crossed as his glare continued.
You have exactly fifteen seconds to form a decision of weather if you shall retreat or not. At the conclusion of that countdown, I will destroy you.
His arms uncrossed as he began to count.
One.
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Post by notegg on Mar 10, 2013 18:16:43 GMT -8
"Seems like I'm destroyed either way, the way you put it. Grammar bro."
Using thirteen seconds of his time to taunt the labcoat, Finale warped out on the fifteenth second, not wishing to watch some idiot QQ because he didn't get his magic nuka-launcher.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 14, 2013 1:22:27 GMT -8
Seeing as the 'coast' was clear black, the scientist drew out from one of his buttons, an Erlenmeyer flask. He began to remove the cork after shaking up the orange liquid, whatever it was, within its glass container. The flask itself was quite large like the beach he stood upon. According to its faintly visible label, it indicated in white text that it held a maximum capacity of 6,000ml of liquid material. After a few moments, the solution began to fizz up, and then with the addition of some kind of capsule from his pocket, the bubbles increased. The flask was thrown twenty feet off the beach into the sea, but the black rubber cork was gripped into his right hand.
The area where the flask landed in the water on contact with the chemical solution began to slowly clear up. Near the white clad navi, a window opened with multiple smaller windows within it, and he was the first to speak, addressing whoever was in each of the windows.
I have successfully used the Clarification Solution, and will now apply the Removing Tablet. I would prefer you to begin your assigned tasks now.
He tossed the cork into the darkened sea, causing no visible effect yet.
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Post by Ion on May 20, 2013 8:43:53 GMT -8
Landing in a plume of sand, the salty tang of the ocean immediately filled his mind with the glories of the ocean and its promise of freedom. The wind picking up stray grains of sand as they created a gritty wash over his arms, he was reminded of his last encounter here with Airman even though the colourful hell that had engulfed the castle was fresh in his mind.
Turning to gain an idea of his position in the Aqua network he could see the endless expanse of beach sprawling along his right side while the tell-tale shine of immense water processing and aquarium tanks created a crystalline beacon of civilization completely unlike that which they had just left. Where one was a sprawling metropolis of aqua-culture the other had been saturated with the endless history of a country and a lasting symbol of the monarchy that brought piece to a fragmented land.
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Post by Wackoguy on May 20, 2013 11:33:29 GMT -8
Landing in the sandy sector of the Aqua Net,Riclice recalled their plan to leave Creamland's reconstruction site...he still didn't expect to be gone from the area in that quick of a pace.
Regardless,Riclice shook the sand from his feet and looked around at their new location. He didn't recall ever being here before. It was such a pristine area,clear water everywhere and overall a great place for any navi that loved the beach...or the ocean....or both!
Even though he was glad to be out of harm's way,Riclice's mind couldn't help but fall back to Creamland's network.
"Hmm...I wonder if we should've delayed our departure a bit more..." he said aloud to Trance,biting his lip a bit as he thought of whether or not Finale would be able to handle things there.
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Post by Ion on May 21, 2013 8:11:19 GMT -8
Eyes continuing to drift aimlessly around, finally taking in Riclice and his lithe warriors form, body and armour made for the battles that seemed to endlessly arise in the world. A noble-hearted soul that shone with the radiance of his moral code, truly he was a Knight of Radiance. His gut instincts tweaking in discomfort, Trance immediately understood the questioning expression that Riclice bore. He himself feeling the same thing, the thought that a puzzle such as the colors had escaped him merely because he feared for his own safety. What kinda of navi was he?
Reaching up and rubbing his temple in thought, Trance already knew where their next warp would take them, and it wasn't going to be the safe confines of a city imbued with the very essence of water and the life it encouraged. Mind racing, formulating movements, evaluating the angles of the strange puzzle that lay before him, finally he decided. "You're feeling it too? I think I can get us warped back to the front entrance of the palace but I don't want to risk a warp through that static field." Pausing for a moment to withdraw a small brass key of the kind they would use for the doors within Pride Castle, he gave a short summary of his abilities to Riclice, "I'm a short range plasma elemental fighter, I have little experience but can handle myself well." Certainly an odd follow-up to his previous statement, Trance knew full well the positive effects of having an experienced fighter with knowledge of your base abilities prior to battle.
Awaiting Riclice's response, the idea of his hard work and the hard work of a nation to rebuild what had already broken many hearts was simply unacceptable. He hadn't been around to defend Pride Castle when it had first been annihilated but he was definitely going to be there this time. Resolve quickly firming, his eyes reflected the fiery passion that was beginning to ignite within him.
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Post by Wackoguy on May 24, 2013 5:34:07 GMT -8
"Hm...I'm more along the lines of defense myself..." Riclice spoke,in response to Trance's brief summary of his own abilities.
Watching as Trance materialized another key,Riclice nodded,turning his back on the pristine waters.After-all,there was work to be done.
"Seems now is a good time to leave. Who knows what's going on back at Creamland..."
Mind focused on returning and eyes seemingly alit with determination,Riclice turned to face Trance,only speaking a few words.
"I'm ready if you're ready." he said with a grin,prepared for their return to Creamland.
Their opposition had its own determinations - now if was time for both sides' resolve to clash once more.
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Post by Ion on May 24, 2013 11:00:54 GMT -8
With a charismatic grin and a firm resolve reflected in his now steely blue eye while the warmth and passion with which he cared for Creamland burned bright in his honeyed brown eye. The dichromatic eyes exhibiting a brilliant contrast of emotions as he once again reached a hand out to Riclice and crushed the key in his palm.
Today he would devour the tastiest of puzzles. Today they would fight for the land they loved.
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Post by Shast on Jul 25, 2014 12:28:48 GMT -8
Xeel
Xeel respawns on the beach in the Luxurious Aqua Net. Completely ignorant of what had happened. Either our of denial or honest obliviousness. Either way she figured she needed a break and there was no better place to relax than here.
She leaned over the railing overlooking the expansive beach and vast ocean while glancing at the small shard that had found its way into her possession.
ehh.. The idea of going back to work so soon was a downer. So Xeel pocketed the shard and returned to ocean gazing and navi watching.
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Post by Torchman on Jul 25, 2014 16:38:30 GMT -8
However, Xeel wasn't the only one caught up in the deletion wave to respawn in the network. On the beach in front of her, a larger navi formed on the beach, pieces of armour clanging together before the rest of him materialized. He was down on on new, hands on a large axe to brace himself, breathing heavily. 'Such power!' He thought to himself, 'How could we have thought of standing against power of that magnitude?!'
He slowly stood, axe now in one hand, as he looked at the shard that had mysteriously come into his possession while he was gone. 'Was it a parting gift Juno gave as a joke? If not, then what is it's purpose?' His hand closed and tightened around the shard, frustration building within. 'So what now… I can't stand here and do nothing… but the network has been locked...'
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Post by Phreezey Breeze on Jul 30, 2014 9:48:43 GMT -8
A third navi joined the group, Valkyrie made the scene, battered and beaten, she wheezed a bit as she practically limped her way over to the one watching the view...
"Nice view... Huh? Makes you forget there's always someone better than you, and more that want to kill you... Maybe even forget you need to kill others... Like a calm before a storm... Or a clearing in an unforgiving jungle, it's just as peaceful as it is dangerous."
She leaned casually against the railing, looking down at the navi whom seemed to be caught in his own thoughts...
"Oh my... He must be going mad... Maybe I'm not alone after all... But who am I kidding... He wasn't created a synthetic pawn navi made to just run around and delete people..."
She shook her head, squeezing her temples.. She then looked down at the near-barbaric navi as she saw...
"Hey down there, pretty boy, come on up, you could get hurt down there if you're not careful!"
Valkyrie uttered a laugh, interrupted by a cough, spitting out a bit of loose data down by the barbaric navi as an insult... The equivalent of coughing up blood...
"Oh look at that, I made a mess..."
She gave a devious smile while gazing through her visor...
"...Whoops."
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