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Post by Nightshade on Dec 9, 2017 11:12:01 GMT -8
Following recent development this is now a story topic. Whatever happens happens :/
A few numbers slammed on a keypad, followed by a card being slotted in and a door whooshing open. Walking inside, Shane made sure to lock the door behind him. From complete darkness, feeble lights on the ground turned on, activating the system in the spheric room. The man slotted his card inside a reader, the machine allowing access.
"Nine, how copy?"
"Loud and clear, over."
"Good. How do you feel?"
"All systems stable, core functions unaltered. Customization and additional programs installed succesfully."
"Great news. I'm glad you're fine. Coding you has been a pain. The hardest project NSD's R&D lab has ever tackled. Now, let's make sure we pass the test and get approval..."
"Something wrong?"
"No, nothing. To think we need to fight someone like 414 and his NetOp. They probably have years of operation under their belt."
"I do not see how that's a problem. Our own compatibility rating exceeds 90%."
"Not all numbers in NSD databases are absolute. Those two are like a single thing. I am not doubting you or your capabilities. I just hope I'll be able to operate you successfully. Although, we can count on this new tech we have been developing in case things gets hairy."
"You'll do fine. If anything, just know that us K Units trust our Ops with our lives. Just operate like you did during the selections and everything will be fine."
The man sighed. This whole partnership seemed a strange match, but his father was too invested into these "Wonderful pieces of technology". K907 had been codeveloped with the Animus Syndicate and seemed just like any other customized navi. To be honest, the little black wolf looked somewhat cute. Looks aside, today they would see if he'd be allowed to remain operative or scrapped. For a navi that had his life on the line, he seemed pretty calm.
"Alright, let's not make our opponents wait. Jack In! K907! Access!"
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Post by Gaia on Dec 9, 2017 11:29:08 GMT -8
K-358.EXE
"K-358. Jack In! Power Up!"
The network around seemed . . . slow. K-907's own processors seemed to be lagging behind, his own connection to his database somewhat stymied by how much interference was in the air. Then, suddenly, movement; a blur of grey and green, darting across the landscape of the blue network at speeds too fast to see. The line of green took a hard right, and, suddenly, the bolt was streaking straight towards the analytical K-Unit . . .
. . . and halted on a dime. All movement, all kinetic energy, instantly evaporating. No skid marks or sparks flew as he came to a halt; he was moving one instant, and, the next, he was entirely stationary. Appearing to still be mid-stride, the large, muscled wolf locked his feral orange gaze with his brother's. His body seemed to be frozen in time, the spiky grey fur standing on end and without motion. In reality, he was moving in slow motion, and his large, sinister claws - looking more like sickles as they unsheathed from his paws - were poised for assault.
A slow-moving flow of green energy was ebbing down his chest like a wave, slowly emanating downward. It moved like a snail's pace, in comparison to his previous speed, and, then, all at once, the energy began to move faster. Without warning, it was suddenly bursting down to his legs, and the network around him slowed down once more as he sped up. With a hard dart to the left, K-358 curved around K-907, and continued to dart around the battlefield.
"Come on, brother! Can you keep up?!"
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Post by Kman on Dec 9, 2017 13:07:15 GMT -8
[[OOC Note - This is chaotic so I'll primarily be running K-216 in all of this with K-414 offering stuff from time to time. All RP rewards for this will end up going to K-216 as well.]] "What is the point of this?"
RAM: The point is that you're going to need to make sure that these other two K-Units are up to snuff. Especially K-907.
K-414 gave a low, muted growl. His red eyes gleamed as the powerful beast stood, shaking himself out. "This is a waste of time. There can be any number of other tests performed. Why this one? And why do I have to bring him?" K-414 asked, glancing over to the side where K-216 sat, currently arm-wrestling himself, only there were four of them, and as such, their hands were all in a circle, all trying to vie over one another.
RAM: Same thing. He hasn't been field tested.
"Then field test him and stop wasting my time." The beast shook himself again, before looked to the creature that was actively now beginning to fight amongst himself. "Fine. Maybe I can have the other two delete him by accident and then I won't have to worry about it anymore."
RAM: That's the spirit. Come now. We've sent the coordinates to the private server to the other two. We'll need to move you over there as well.
"Come on, you," K-414 growled, moving over to grab the host K-216, lifting the navi with very little effort and beginning to haul him along with him.
RAM: What is it that all the kids are saying? Jack in?
The beast snorted. "Shut up and just move me over there."
A burst of light surrounded them, digitizing both Navi before they vanished. K-216 landed with a 'thud' face-first on the ground where his elder brother had dropped him. "Hey! Don't treat us mean!" the creature snapped, a wolf head emerging from his shoulder to stick out its tongue at the eldest before moving back in. The beast shook, and as he did so, several other wolves pulled themselves from his body. "We outnumber!"
A dismissive sound from K-414 caused all heads to snap up in unison before they all gave a low growl in harmony, moving over toward him, when they heard speaking coming from the other side of the battlefield. "Brothers?" the creature asked, to which K-414 nodded. "But I am own brothers. Many many," he continued, gesturing to himself, which was mirrored by the other copies that were present on the field as well.
BAT: Come on, 216. Stay focused.
"Always focus."
BAT: We both know that's not true. Follow K-414.
"Ugh. Okay," the creatures chimed, moving as a pack to follow their eldest. K-414 grunted as he came into view of the other two, already here. "Listen up. You two are under my rule while we're here. So's he," K-414 growled, gesturing back at the small wolf pack that were basically climbing all over one another, and subsequently already getting into fights.
"Richard wants to measure a number of your capabilities. But all K-units fight. So that'll be first. Any questions before we begin?" the large beast inquired, folding powerful arms over his chest.
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Post by Gaia on Dec 9, 2017 15:11:07 GMT -8
K-358.EXE
K-358 came to another sudden halt, the flowing green energy truly stopping. While stationary, the energy flowing from the points of his fur flowed inward, building up into a small green sphere at his center. The radiating sphere spiked outward at any little movement, as a representation of the intense potential and kinetic energy in K-358's body.
He looked to the large, monstrous K-414, and then to the group of pups behind him. The odd one out was the slim, personalized K-907, just next to him. The others looked roughly the same, with slight variations to design for purpose of frame and function. Why did K-907 look so fancy?
He didn't ask that out loud; it wasn't important. He did, however, have to check for something.
What are my orders, here?
His NetOp scoffed in his ear. "You're to participate in the training exercise. You've already proven your field experience with our current mission, but, it doesn't hurt to have a little check up."
His NetOp, Alexander, gave the orders in this relationship, just like any other NetOp for the K-Units. Or, at least, he normally would. K-358 awaited silently for the voice he really wanted to hear from; Alexander spoke to have a record of orders given from an AS Operative, but, his orders weren't the orders he was programmed to follow.
You're free to participate in this examination. Await further orders.
K-358 flashed his eyes, energy moving to his head as he shifted it to look at K-414. "When do we begin, and who are we fighting? "
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Post by Nightshade on Dec 9, 2017 15:56:19 GMT -8
"Seems like we got a few unexpected guests." Shane commented, looking at a 360 degree view of the net area 907 was in. He would need to remind his father to thank Hammond Robotics once again for their masterful to the Battle Eye operation centre. It felt like standing next to the wolf navi.
Holo-Screens popped up on both left and right of him, 907 already accessing all available data on his fellow members of the K-Pack. The synchronizer seemed to be working wonders. The little guy read his mind...almost.
"Follow K414's directives. And keep an eye out for 358. In the eventuality we have to fight him we need to be able to predict his patterns and react accordingly."
K907 barely acknowledged the loud 216, turning his head and finding 358 staring at... him? At his armor?
"What are you looking at? We got orders to follow." He said, turning over to 414 before giving him a nod. "Understood. No questions." He told to the eldest K-Unit.
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Post by Kman on Dec 9, 2017 18:12:50 GMT -8
K-414 looked back and forth between the two. K-358 was a test of virtual kinetic energy, putting it to use in more than just combat purposes, though that was definitely where the majority of it was found. K-907 was...thin. 358 and 216 weren't nearly so bulky as 414 was, but by that same token, he seemed unnaturally small compared to the others. Even so, 414 knew that there was a rather tremendous processing power going on in 907.
RAM: Nebula Systems. Curious what they did to one of our blueprints.
K-414 scoffed slightly, before turning his attention to the two of them. "We'll begin here shortly. First and foremost, I want to see what the two of you can do. I've reviewed the data but even so it's never quite so interesting as getting to see it...live," the beast growled, his red eyes flashing. "But regardless, I need to monitor this one as well," he spoke, indicating K-216, who was currently in an animated discussion, or argument, amongst himself. "So let's see how the two of you operate against virtually the same thing. 216-, soldier up. You'll take on these two. Do it however you want. I'll watch and monitor."
RAM: Systems engaged to read their data. Let's see how they perform in a battle test. "What?" The beasts asked in unison, before looking over to the two that stood opposite them. "Oh, fight now? Dinner time?" the creatures asked, speaking over one another, asking the same question, but at different times, pitches and speeds, which mostly ended in a slog of speech that was barely understood.
"We strongest! Numbers mean more!" the creatures cawed, and even more forms tore themselves from K-216's body, leaving six total forms of K-216 upon the battlefield. "We make fair...er," they spoke, giving a sextuplet grin as they moved, dividing into a cell of three against each of the others. "Okay now dinner?"
"Wait!" one of the creatures barked, one of the ones fighting against 907. "Less meat here! We fight that one!"
"No! We pick this first! You eat small meal!"
The creature that had spoken first gave a low growl, fur standing on end. "What? This not fair want more meat!"
"You fat anyway! Go diet! Eat less!"
The two groups were about to go at it, and fight one another, when a low, angry growl from K-414 paused all six of them in their tracks. "Um. Okay. Next time we trade," the ones squaring off against 907 spoke, before the two sets of three moved to begin encircling their prey. They didn't make the first moves...but instead let their targets choose their actions first. They were certainly outnumbered but...were the wolf packs stronger, or weaker, than the whole?
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Post by Nightshade on Dec 9, 2017 18:51:39 GMT -8
Shane grabbed an earpiece and put it on. It would allow him to communicate and coordinate on the fly. "Status."
"Outnumbered 3 to 1. Threat level is...negligible."
"Clear to engage an neutralize targets. Non lethally until further notice. I'll be acting as support for this mission. Main objective is to demonstrate your brothers lesson number one: numbers or size doesn't matter."
"Tsk. I am not here to play games. Engaging hostile targets."
"Nine" didn't budge as his brother surrounded him. He stood there in the middle, grabbing his tracer gun from its holster and swapping in a different magazine. The server's connection lagged for a brief moment, unable to keep up with 907 processing power. The outer part of his yellow eyes began glowing a bright neon green, signaling he had accessed NSD's full databases. The amount of data he was cross referencing, layering and elaborating at the same time far exceeded anything seen up until now.
"Well? You three waiting on something? Are you scared, 216?" He mocked, pointing his tracer gun at one of the clones. "Would you rather forfeit?"
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Post by Gaia on Dec 9, 2017 19:13:21 GMT -8
K-358.EXE
The three brothers circled around him. With each tiny twitch of his spiked tail, and even the shift of his eyes as he watched their movement, little sparks of kinetic energy flowed from his body, the energy his body exuded visible as it traveled across his fur.
More units meant more energy to siphon. This whole time, the network around K-358 had been a step behind the rest, as he drained the kinetic energy and processing power right out of the environment. He'd only needed a little bit to sustain his previous state of activity. In full fledged combat, he required much more. His speed was dangerous because as he sped up, the world around him - and its inhabitants - slowed down.
The presence of additional units also meant that they specialized in acting as a team - trying to take them all on at once would be to his disadvantage, even with his speed and ability to slow them down. Why not force them to adapt?
Do not hold anything back. I want to see them at their finests - I want to know what they might send at me, next.
The sphere of potential energy at his core suddenly fluctuated. The Network lagged for a moment from K-907's access - it lagged much more as K-358 suddenly began moving, a visible field of green energy exuding from his body, visibly pulling the kinetic energy out of the environment around him. K-216 would feel the energy being drained from his body, and, as more and more energy left him, the green sphere at K-358's core grew. When K-358 suddenly lunged to the side, K-216 would see double, an outline of visible framedata, like little transparent K-358s, moving just a few seconds behind the real body.
Suddenly, K-358 was on the move, and he jabbed a hand forward - not directing a blow at K-216 directly, but, allowing the green kinetic energy to flow from off of his claw and launch forward, becoming solid and taking shape as it shifted itself underneath the three individuals. The bolts of energy took shape, suddenly appearing as little green arrows, all pointing in different directions; all pointing away from K-358.
"Let's get the blood flowing, shall we?" The arrows glowed with power, and, suddenly, the kinetic energy K-358 released was forced upon whatever was standing on them - should they fail to move, the brothers would be rocketed at incredible speeds in the individual directions of their respective arrows.
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Post by Kman on Dec 10, 2017 10:12:56 GMT -8
((OOC Note- Remember that Versions are indeed OFF. So each set of battles is roughly even. ))
===== K-907 =====
If there was one thing that the K-216 units were good at, it was fighting as a unit. The trio of vision around K-907 gave them a full scope of exactly what it was going to do at any given moment, and that information was shared instantly not only with the three that were there, but also with the three that were watching K-358. All six of them were sharing and processing information at a fairly incredible rate. They didn't need the similar processing power that the individual Navi did, as, despite all sharing the same code, they were effectively six independent navi. Each of them had their own core processes and didn't tax the system as much as the two more advanced Navi they were against.
BAT: Looks like he's gearing up for something. There's a massive data stream opened between him and the NSD. Anything that he sees us do is likely going to be written in their database. Also methodology for dealing with something like you.
K-216 didn't respond, the three figures stalking around K-907 for several moments until the NSD K-unit decided to provoke them. The three paused for a moment, before a trio of excited growls lit up from within their bodies, and they began to move. Not all at once, as that would make for a singular dodge, but they oscillated their own movements, keeping each of their specific movements different, yet still coordinated with the rest as one of the creatures began to move. K-216.1 was the first to approach, and came in rather straight-lined at 907. The decision of how the other two would attack would depend on how K-907 dealt with K-216.1.
If he attempted to dodge or avoid the attack, or move in any capcity, K-216.2 would go for the navi's legs, in order to cripple and hamstring. If K-907 instead decided to stand strong and counter-attack or block, or anything of the sort, then K-216.3 would come in from a blind spot. After the second attacked, depending on how 907 responded, the third would come in as well to continue the pack tactics.
===== K-358 =====
BAT: These two are both lagging the network, and that's going to affect our battle data. Sit tight, I'll streamline some additional data nodes to this private server to regulate this.
K-216 had data files on K-358. They were part of the same unit, after all, but even the safety measures put into place to keep him from doing this seemed to be failing, which was about normal. Many times, something that the Animus Syndicate built was far beyond their control or capability of handling. They liked to think of it as simply pushing the envelope, but there were some who felt that pushing their envelope too much and causing it to break. Unit 1021 was still on the loose, and after the interaction in Bayside, it had mostly gone underground, and so far, it hadn't been heard from since.
However, the network lagging, as well as one of the K-216 units struggling to move, for reasons that were drawn back to K-358, caused them quite a bit of confusion amongst the three. There was a curious sort of delay in the processing of the one targeted by K-358 and as such, the other two made up the difference, sharing processing power from the two of them to their weakened comrade. Of course, that just slowed the three of them down slightly, which would make things a little more difficult for them, as far as combat went.
Then, K-358 moved, and the delay on the server attempting to keep up with the movement showed them a few frames of difference, but with the three of them, they were more or less able to triangulate his position, and that allowed the two not being affected by the network draining to begin to react as well. The slowed one, however, lost some of its power when the other two began to move, and the one lingering unit was suddenly launched backward. The pack, however, had already begun to move, K-216.4 moving to intercept K-358, trying to keep the other navi locked down. Speed was his game, and as such, they had to use numbers in their own regards.
K-216.4's goal was to restrict movement by aiming for the other's legs. K-216.6, meanwhile, released a burst of sonic energy from his maw in a resounding howl, aimed for K-358's core. K-216.5 was simply sailing backwards, slowly getting processing power back the further it traveled from K-358.
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Post by Nightshade on Dec 10, 2017 14:28:28 GMT -8
While for 358 the world moved in slow motion, for 907 it moved frame by frame. A game of variables and projections. For each and every frame of movement, a simulated outline of a possible outcome of the opponent's position during the next frame of movement. While being broad at first, the sea of projections would soon disappear and narrow down to the most likely path 216 would take in just a few microseconds. In short. K907 could predict movements before they happened, a power many works of fiction had used on their main or villanous characters.
216 seemed to be delegating separate actions to his copies, a very common thing for clone users. Something that the NSD database had exabytesof informations about. Not only that, but they seemed to act organically upon eachother. In the end, if they kept going with this pattern, an action made on X woud trigger a reaction on Y and a subsequent action would be met with a reaction from Z. He would only need to elaborate three variables in a closed system, more or less, all dependent to one another. If that was the case, this battle would be a very short one indeed.
907 would raise a paw to block the first attacker while hopping at the same time. Dodging and blocking in the same moment. Knowing they would try to immobilize him, the first attack would be nothing but a distraction while a second unit would try to strike a critical point.
"Barrier200, BattleChip In! Download!"
Shane covered for his blind side, as predicted, the third variable would react in response to the action taken on the other two. Being able to see the battlefield in a 360 degree view meant that the smaller K-unit always had his back covered by his netop and that was yet another ace in their sleeve.
The black wolf quickly backflipped once to get some space between himself and the clones, staring them down with his glowing yellow/green eyes.
Why should he allow them to dictate the pace of their fight? No, he would be the one deciding how the outcome would go. He would force his pace on them, breaking and changing it, manipulating his own movements to push the three K-Units into attack patterns he had already predicted, so that he could strike at their weakpoints with them completely defenseless.
ShatterPoint. That was his fighting style, something only a few navis with adequate processing power and analytical prowess would be able to use. Find the weakness. The critical point to hit, able to completely cripple the opponent. And he was very efficient in doing so. Besides, as long as they moved somewhat organically within eachother they would have no chance of landing a single hit.
907 would charge the three clones at once, going for 216.2 first, only to to sway hard left mid attack and shifting his target to 216.1 out of the blue. Knowing 216.3 would try to cover for the other two, he removed the safety from his tracker gun preemptively, but moved his arm behind his back, shooting a dart at 216.1. He just opted to try and hit the remaining clone with a jump kick instead at the very last minute, curious to record their reactions and further examine their patterns.
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Post by Gaia on Dec 12, 2017 12:50:30 GMT -8
K-358.EXE
The second his target went flying, K-358 was on the move. Trying to stay on the clone's terms would get him overworked and overclocked, and he just couldn't afford that right now. As the one moved to strike at his leg, he shifted forward, his movement barely noticeable. The one in front of him, launching his sonic blast, was an issue though - he'd have to show more stripes than he wanted to, in order to get past him.
Another pulse of green energy emanated from his core; the green wave absorbed the sonic pulse, the sound waves drowning to a complete halt within it, and the green energy emanating from his body sped up and intensified as the sound waves waded within its glow. K-216.6 would feel his speed drained from his body, just as K-216.5 before him. K-358, not wanting to deal with the pair, sped up. His whole body vibrated with power, and, suddenly, K-358 wasn't just running pass K-216.6 - he ran right through him. No harm came to the other K-Unit, but, K-358 had places to be. Like chasing after his piece of prey.
K-358's image darted off, the line of green following after him appearing to be a silhouetted outline of his own form, lagging behind. As one image of his frame data raced off after K-216, what remained of his frame data, slightly transparent in comparison to the image that ran off, tripped and fell as K-216.4 grabbed hold of it. Still connected to his old body by a long line of delayed frame data, the delayed K-358 turned, a spike of green energy emerging from his chest and exploding as he tried to get the other dog off of him.
Meanwhile, the real K-358, trailing a line of fragmented images of himself behind him, caught up and rocketed behind K-216.5, shifting the spikes of energy on his body to protrude from his chest, hoping to catch the flying mutt on them.
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Post by Kman on Dec 14, 2017 18:02:36 GMT -8
===== K-907 =====
BAT: Interesting. NSD did some interesting things with this Unit. Uses a little too much data for my tastes though. Let's shore up the fun, though. Battlechips set. Execute.
K-216.1's form faded to virtually nothing, leaving nothing for 358's attack, or his gun, to strike at. The kick, however, did connect with 216.2, causing the navi clone to stumble back a half step before his head came down, and much like against 358 a moment ago, there was a roar of sonic energy that blasted outward in a cone toward his opponent. Additionally, the other two forms seemed to have something up their sleeve as well, the three moving simultaneously as they launched their reprisal.
K-216.1, coming back from being invisible, touched the ground as it began to break apart around them, making the ability to dodge very tenuous at best, as the data that comprised the floor simply began to crumble away, leaving only a few places that were left as safe. The navi, K-216.3, opened his maw as well, but unlike the organic burst of energy that had come from his brother, instead what appeared to be a cannon appeared here, and the creature let the Cannon fire, searing out toward the target.
BAT: Hang back. Let's see how he does in this sort of scenario. Curious to see how well he does the melee bit.
The three wolves were slavering right now. There was little damage to 216.2, but so far, the match seemed more like an operator versus an operator. Spittle came down from the three creatures' face, earning a low, hungry growl that echoed in stereo around K-907 as the wolves moved to some of the open areas, but didn't come close enough to launch an assault. The ground was broken beneath them, and all around the area. Systems were in place, of course, to stop the damage from spreading over to the fight with K-358 but it was still dangerous.
===== K-358 =====
"This fast food!?" K-216.6 called to the other as they moved to attack the unnaturally fast K-unit. However, before he had a chance to get a response, the howl of energy that had shot out had been mostly devoured by K-358, and that had allowed the other navi to begin moving at rather breakneck speeds, heading right toward the attacking wolf unit. However, as the attack came closer, there was a sudden lack of a danger sense by .6, and the wolf readied itself to strike as 358 simply moved right through him, streaking past, seemingly on his own clock at the moment. The wolf blinked, putting hands to his own body for a moment as if not entirely sure that he was solid.
BAT: Getting more data coming in. You should start noticing less lag.
K-216.4 indeed did as he moved, beginning to see the differences in speed between them. K-358 was still fast, but he was at least able to regulate where the Navi was, or so he thought as he continued in launching himself forward, his fangs sinking into the leg of the Navi before him. But as he looked, he realized that he was biting down on something that wasn't there. Or rather, it was, but his sensors were registering it as being both in his fangs...and currently attacking his brother. "Ah don unerfan!" the creature roared as it held on, the spike of green energy searing through it as the beast didn't even bother to attempt to avoid the attack, simply holding on and wearing through it. Somewhere in the navi's processes, it wondered if it held on long enough if the attack that was going to strike at K-216.5 would somehow be nullified.
BAT: These two are both lagging the network, and that's going to affect our battle data. Sit tight, I'll streamline some additional data nodes to this private server to regulate this.
K-216.5 blinked as he saw the moving form of K-358 streaking past him, and the wolf gave a low growl as energy built up in its throat before it came, much like its brother, without any attempt to avoid and simply opened its maw, a cannon emerging from its throat too, firing the Cannon chip at point-blank while he slammed into the spikes of energy all at once. It would likely deal heavy damage to .5, both from the spikes and the proximity of the explosion...but if he could deal enough damage to 358 then perhaps the other two could pick up the slack.
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Post by Nightshade on Dec 14, 2017 18:27:40 GMT -8
Nine's eyes moved all over the place, expertly keeping track of everything. That is until one of the three variables disappeared. Keeping track of the last location he saw the opponent, 907 focused on the more immediate threat. Zig zagging left and right he was already back into a clone's face when the guy suddenly fired a cannon at him. Thankfully, his powers allowed him to avoid the shell by emulating something that was straight out of a Matrix movie. He had his tracer pointed at the guy and poking at his nose when he got blasted away by a roar, the gun falling out of his grip as he was sent flying.
"Oh no you don't!" Shane exclaimed as 907 slammed into the back wall. "BattleChip, Area Steal, Slot in!"
"Geddon 2 Shane!" The K unit informed, rolling onto a safe tile.
"On it Nine, but you gotta be quick! BattleChip, AirShoe, Slot in!"
The black wolf shook off the damage he recieved. He could still move around, but he would need something else to deal damage.
"Shane, they are forcing us into a corner, I need ranged options when I can no longer bypass the Geddon stage."
"In this case, smash them hard now, then let's focus on the defense later. This stage will clear itself up soon!"
Trusting Shane's decision, the yellow and black wolf would use the support chip he was given to make a pounce at the nearest opponent with full intention of tacklig him to the floor...only for him to bypass the barrier and end up somewhere near K358.
"Brother, we should collaborate. If they use the "divide et impera" strat we should join our powers. You could make the both of us fast enough to avoid anything and I could share my processing algorithms to allow you to see exactly how 216 will move around. Do ut des."
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Post by Deleted on Jan 6, 2018 16:14:58 GMT -8
HDMI: "K-501, you know what to do."
Those words from a mysterious voice preceded a flash of light as another wolf-like Navi appeared next to K-414.
K-501:"..."
The navi looked inquisitively at K-414, as if asking what was going on. 501 had been told that this was a team building exercise, she hadn't heard anything about fighting. Still, having not received direct instructions since her arrival, K-501 simply sat on the ground near K-414, and observed her other brothers as they continued to fight.
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Post by Gaia on Jan 13, 2018 21:54:04 GMT -8
K-358.EXE
Pain. Followed by sudden motion. K-907 found himself talking to vacant space as K-216's pack launched onto K-358's afterimage, and the unfortunate K-216.4 suddenly found himself rocketing across the Network as K-358's afterimage snapped back to K-358, leaving the two K-216s separated from the rest of their pack by an interesting gap of holes and quite a bit of distance.
The cannonfire only complicated the whole matter, as K-358's afterimage snapped right through K-216 and into K-358, sending the speedy wolf reeling, and, as the afterimage was dragging K-216 with him, the whole mess of them began rolling backwards in a fit of whirling fur, the deep grey of K-216 currently overpowering the pulsing green and black of K-358. K-358 ended up with his legs pinned by the two wolves, the slavering predators on top of him, his head dangling precariously over the edge of one of the holes in the floor . . . his head was spinning for a number of reasons, the cannonfire that met him point-blank being only one of them.
"Oooh, whiplash . . . I'm seeing double . . . Oh, no, no, there's actually two of you." K-358 looked up at the two of them, the kinetic energy in his body currently resting in his core. Unsure of how they were recovering, he wondered if he had a little minute to just sit here and absorb some kinetic energy back . . . the whole ordeal had left him a little drained, and it was kind of sudden. Still, the whiplash didn't bother him anymore, and he had to take advantage of it while he could. Suddenly, the energy manifested outwards, surging out a rather pathetic burst of kinetic energy that was more for putting a little bit of distance between the pack scragglers and himself, constantly aware of the holes underneath him. Using his momentum, K-358 quickly rocketed up, getting himself back up on all fours to challenge the pack, releasing yet another wave of debilitating energy to recover his lost speed.
"Now? I'm ANGRY!" K-358's form shifted, like he had darted off somewhere only to instantly reappear, and, suddenly, a small silhouette of himself outlined him, occupying his space. They would now recognize this as his after image, and the two beasts separated from one another, a small blur of energy moving between the two as they circled the two K-Units. He was moving with such speed, K-358 could occupy two spaces at once.
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