Element City

[Torchman]

When the world stopped spinning, and the light in his eyes finally dimmed, Quo found himself sitting on the ground, his back against the front of an impressive looking office building. 'Oh great, I ended up in element city...' Quo wasn't overly fond of the city, finding it a little too flashy for his tastes.

However, now that he was in the light, he had a better idea of how he was. And he was not a pretty site. His entire body was cut up, his cloths in tatters, numerous lumps and bruises covered his body, his left arm looked like it was broken in numerous spots, yet it was still limp and dead to him. Even just turning his legs and arm to get a better look caused waves of fresh pain to burn through his body and the wounds opened up once again.

'Looks like I'm not going anywhere soon.' He thought to himself. And so he sat, and observed the pedestrians. Interestingly, it seemed like the game hadn't caused anything to change here. No signs of violence, navis going about their daily routine. 'Must be better enforced here... or they just don't care.'

But for now he waited. There was nothing else he could do at the moment.

[Shast]

Xeel

[Continued from: Elbrus Range(Pg19)]

His rest would be short lived as a horrifyingly similar streak of light struck the ground across the street, and with it the navi that would have his head as well. The peaceful streets thought nothing of her arrival. She took a step towards the seated navi and flexed her fingers before re-clenching her fist. The electrical energy she absorbed still overclocking her systems and the poison still thoroughly shrugged.

First you, then your friend.

[Torchman]

His rest and peace came to a short end as light appeared across the street, with Xeel emerging from it. With the clear intent of finishing the job, and then continuing. However, all tension was lost when she spoke.


First you, then your friend.

For a long silent moment, Quo and Xeel would sit there, staring at each other. And then Quo started to laugh, At first it was a chuckle, and then it grew, become a full on insane laugh. Perhaps it was just how Quo was accepting his deletion, or perhaps the wounds of his fight with Xeel were simply taking his toll.

"My... friend?" He said, gasping for breath. "My friend?!" Laughter was slowly turning into anger. "MY FRIEND!?"

His anger gave him strength, and he stood, despite the pain throughout his body, the dark shadow around his body flaring and expanding, bracing on the building with his one good arm, grabbing an ornamental rod. "I could care less about that darn navi." He growled, breathing heavily, his face filled with fury. "I was only there for Resonance. I only got involved for brownie points and because at the time mister 100 points weakling was my only lead!"

"And what, you think I'll go back after that stupid navi because he's 'my friend' according to you? Oh no, did you even pay attention to what was happening to me during our one-sided fight?"he said, silently acknowledging that the fight had basically gone her way. He nodded his head towards his left arm, which still fell limp and appeared to be broken. "Manipulating time has started to kill me, and it's already possibly cost me my left arm. That navi is my only lead on trying to stop it. bell, I could probably end it all right now, instead of by your hand."

"So go ahead if you still care. But just remember something. My presence kept him confident enough to stay and fight you until that forsaken clown, whom he was already struggling with, decided to show up again. And it bought you enough time to grab part of his data since he tried to leave with me." Quo only spoke the truth. He had never cared about Nidhiki's well being, only for trying to find Resonance. He had seen the fear in Nidhiki's eye when Fasilli attacked again, the fear of a 3 way fight driving him off, and the navi feeling bad enough for his 'defender' to try and get him out of there as well. In reality, his presence had been just as beneficial to Xeel as it had been to Nidhiki.

"However, before you decide whether you want to end my life, I do have one piece of info about him I think will interest you, and it's the reason why he has those points. Will you let me speak my piece, or will you cut me down, and go after him. The same navi that the game master has begun to smile upon before you arrived." He left the statement hanging, filled with mystery, hoping she listened to him.

[notegg]

A point for Xeel. The death of others was the prize.

[Shast]

Xeel

^{And then Xeel got hit by a car and everyone lived happily ever after. Cept not.}

Let me get this straight. she continued her walk. You stupidly tried to save someone you didn't like because he had information you didn't need so you could learn to harness a power can't be tutored. Her tone almost mocking the wounded warrior. She stopped in front of him, waving her hand as she continued.

and now you think that you know something I don't. Maybe that this kids role in this "Juno"'s simplistic form of hands off genocide extends merely to coincidence? That he was at the right place at the wrong time. Pff, no wannabe tyrant would choose something so arbitrarily. That's reserved for run of the mill nutjobs. Like you, or Embera.

She points at her eye. Odds are good it has something to do with the kids eye. Unless his creator has a sick sense of humor and decided to give him that ugly garnish as a joke. Xeel ruled out the possibility of it just being an 'enhancement' entirely because they were already entirely cybernetic. If she wanted she could get a laser eye as well, without the need to blemish her perfect face.

Or were you going to tell me some nonsensical lie to waste my time, to try and deter me. With that her patience for him was up and she ran her bladed fist straight through his torso, recoiling her arm instantly while he scattered to bits.

<Quo.exe DELETED>

She was two for four. Not good odds so far. Oh, shucks, he said 'interest me' not 'waste my time'. Maybe he was going to tell me how to steal that weapon system his friend had. It would really cut down on all this junk I carry around. Xeel facepalmed at the possibility while her signature light pulled her from the crime scene before anyone on the street could really notice what she had done.

[Xeel -> L'Internet du Soir(pg16)]

[notegg]

A deletion? And a revival. Ouch. Noal felt so dizzy. The last she was doing was playing with her dolly, and then a white light over came her. She needed to sit down. Some combination of dizziness and fatigue took over, and she laid down upon a nearby bench, gasping for air.

"Sooo dizzzyyyy desu~~~~"

[Kairi Kamiya]

Swirling ribbons circulate to form a cylinder of light, the Maiden appearing in perfect condition before the light crumbling into dust. Confusion at the powerful being's words were the least of her troubles at the present time. All those innocent lives' lost to such dark destruction. A tear trickled down at such life and light swallowed whole by a mere flicker of the wrist. She hoped that all were given a chance of some peace and the memory wouldn't haunt them. The darkness can be a wicked thing indeed.

Praying so, her glistening amethyst jewels opened to see the world before her. Perhaps she could help someone here, or help someone in the future with further intelligence gathered here. Her gaze caught of a rosy pink lock, lying on a small bench.

"Sooo dizzzyyyy desu~~~~"

Oh my! The pink girl had quite the ordeal, being held captive against her will. Perhaps the Maiden could do something. Kneeling by the girl's side gracefully, a soft hand began glowing with that of moonlight, soothing the pain away while on her head. Gentle as the wind's cadence came the reply.

"Shhhhh... Do not worry... I am here..."

[B.o.B.]

Src all at once felt the all consuming darkness of non existence, this was death this was true non existence. Then a forceful revival as Src felt life again. Having experienced death and rebirth Src was frightened and trembling in the hands of Noal. The only comfort they had was her presence at least they still had her. Then a stranger approached,  and attempted to touch Noal. Src lashed out defensively at the strangers hand quickly forming up into a small, but sharp spike directly up into the strangers palm. Then reforming itself into a small beast like form hunched up attempting to make itself look larger. They let out a small grow showing that they would fight to protect their little hero.

[notegg]

"NOOO! bad dolly!"

The desu assassin cried out as Src attacked who she remembered as Pheobe.

"She's friendly! How's it going Pheobe... desu~?"

[B.o.B.]

Src felt the feeling that it had made a mistake as Noal reprimanded them. Looking up to Noal and then at the other navi letting out a  tiny begrudging growl, they gathered themselves back up and curled themselves up in Noal's lap.

[Kairi Kamiya]

"I... I mean no harm... Promise..."

A ruby red river, dripping from the Maiden's frail skin formed from the pointed prick, showed no signs of stopping. Opening her hand to Src, the injury glowed a sliver of sliver, healing instantly with no scar left behind.

"I... I heal... I can heal her..."

Soft bright smile grew on the Lady's face, shifting her gaze to the rosy girl full of innocence and sweetness.

"I... I remembered my real name... It's Mia, and yours is Noal, right?... I...I want to help and heal you. You... Went through quite some trouble and you look pale some... Do you mind, Sweetie?"

Nerves shook through her blood, but Mia really did want to help in all sincerity. She never meant any harm or ill will to any others.

[Raven8]

After being deleted, Edge wakes up in element city, face-down in the dirt. Shaking his head, he gets up and looks around.

Edge: Uugh... he could have just said no autographs...

....and that's when he sees Noal and Mia.

Edge: Ooh! Girls!

Edge gets up and walks up with his arms behind his back. As he gets closer, he sees them looking at Src with care. Getting in close, he waves to the ladies and continues getting closer.

Edge: Ooh, whatcha' lookin' at?

Edge leans in closer and looks at Src, very cautiously taking the Navi from Noal's lap (without asking) and holding him close to his face.

Edge: ....oh my... wow! This little guy....

Edge carefully moves his free hand over Src as he speaks, his eyes getting wider as he does so.

Edge: ...he's actually made up of so many tiny programs! You're like a thousand little Navis in one, aren't you little guy? This is... amazing...! I can't believe....

Moving his free hand a little closer to the Navi, he barely touches him with his free hand.... then forms a saw-blade on his wrist and grinds it into the multi-Navi, spraying goo and mini-Srcs everywhere like a full blender on max speed without a top on.

Edge: ....HOW MANY POINTS I'M GOING TO GET FOR THIS!!!

Edge laughs hysterically as Scr goo continues to fly everywhere.

[B.o.B.]

Src was abruptly lifted up out of Noal's lap. Src didn't resist, the last time they had Noal got mad. Until this stranger abruptly attacked! A saw blade came down splitting Src in two and spraying parts of itself all over. While some bits were lost the remaining liquidized out of Edges hand and splashed onto the ground. Swirling together they gathered themselves up. This new comer was hostile and Src would not stand for that. The puddle of Src shuddered then rapidly expanded growing exponentially larger to match the opponents size. The now trembling mound of goop began swirling into the form of a beast. Src mimicked the shape of a powerful being it had once encountered. Src took on a crude shape and appearance resembling the Gospel Junka it had seen in its now lost nest. Src stood on its four legs, hunched up to look larger, in front of Noal and Mia. Src mimicked the roar of the Gospel Junka , the sound reverberating through the net.The splatters of Src that remained on Edge gathered and began lashing out at Edge, attacking in small groups.

[Raven8]

As Src takes the form of the Gospel Juuka and roars, Edge raises a hand to his chin and looks the new form over with care.

Edge: Hmm... I think that I.... OW!

Suddenly the mini-SRCs were on the move! They attack Edge like a swarm of bees, causing him to move around quickly while trying to shake them off.

Edge; GET 'UM OFF! I DON'T WANT COOTIES!!

Forming blades on both wrists, Edge quickly spins in place, throwing the mini-Scrs off as he does so. He then turns back to the pseudo-Juka with an anger in his eyes.

Edge: Y'know, I was trying to be a nice guy. Maybe I wasn't succeeding, but I was trying.

A set of glowing green chains suddenly blast from the ground, wrapping around Src's form. While the chains wouldn't bind him, the paralyzing energy that flows through them would.

Edge: ...and now, I think that it's time that I CUT YOU DOWN TO SIZE!

With a sudden leap, Edge turns into a bladed fury. His saw blades cut and arc around Src in a flurry of sight and sound, shaving off layer after layer. Until, at last, one final saw blade comes down for the final blow, causing one last spray of Src goo.

With it over, Edge takes a step back to look at what remains. His handiwork was brutal, but he'd done what he could

Edge: Heh, there. How do you like him now, girls?

Below, amid a puddle of remaining, dead goo, lies what remains of Src.... now beautifully sculpted into the shape of a french poodle and very much still alive.

<Src: POODLED!>

[B.o.B.]

Src was bound by green chains that shot out from the ground. They tried to resist but it was no use. The chains themselves hung loosely, but that was not what bound Src. Src's normally fluid form became rigid as Edge cut and shaved away bits of themselves. When it was all over Src was in immense pain, yet still could not move or reform them self. Src could only continue to whine a shrill wimper.

<S.r.c.C.o.d.e.-- POODLED.>