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Post by Snakeskin on Dec 11, 2014 12:39:01 GMT -8
As the world shattered, Xezzukhz stood defiantly. Even as his own body was cracked like the thin ice on the surface of a winter lake, his toothy grin did not falter.
The rips and tears in the network mended themselves all at once; and even the buildings that had been destroyed by Xezzukhz' own attacks were restored to their former "glory," such as it was. Ruin's vision of a shattered net was as fleeting as a thought, reversed in an instant. Xezzukhz' body reformed too, if not instantaneously; much like the way the cuts on his tails had healed, his digital flesh melded back together and took on its previous form leaving behind only faint scars on the surface. He swung his tail around, swiping it at Ruin as if to brush away an insect.
"Have you forgotten? This entire colony is protected and preserved by the power of Lord Samhain. Your attempts to disrupt it are as a child tugging punching a mighty wall of steel. And, as I've already told you... I am invincible."
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Post by Phen on Dec 11, 2014 13:42:27 GMT -8
Ruin landed on the ground and raised on hand to stop the tail coming around at him with ease, as if brushing aside a stray hair. He thought for a moment, his spare hand brought up to his chin as he stood, rather tranquil as the network broke and reformed around him constantly. He let the tail down, still lost in thought... How he could do this... Rarely did Ruin calm himself during a fight. Then again, Rarely was there something he could not destroy completely.
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Post by Genesis on Dec 11, 2014 15:58:41 GMT -8
*It was like fighting himself or Ruin with this guy. You just kept hitting him and getting no results. But invincibility only lasted for so long. And of course, the scythe wasn't intended to do damage. He was just doing to him the same thing that he had done before that had crippled the governor. The scythe faded away, being engulfed in the flames that was spewed from the demon's mouth. His darkness persisted through it before Ruin also pushed him back with his own display of power, finding it a bit hard to resist it compared to normal. But he was still in the flames, something he sought to fix next as he jumped out of it and behind the demon, letting Ruin keep the demon's attention for now. He spun back down, his arm converting into the Dark Sword as he brought it down on the shoulder spikes next, firing a tornado of water at the dark flame of power at the flame that was sitting there in the same instant. Like the scythe before, the sword had an ulterior motive for its use as well. Now he was preparing for the next phase of his attack for why it was kept so short and sweet, systematically testing things with precision rather than gloat about it.*
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Post by Snakeskin on Dec 11, 2014 16:44:10 GMT -8
Though the torrent of water was useless against the flame-like dark energy atop Xezzukhz' head, Xion's other tactic was more successful. The spike he hit with his blade shattered at the impact, its glowing energy dissipating into the air. If one were paying attention, they would notice the sense of raw power radiating from the giant demon was now somewhat... diminished.
"HOW DARE YOU!?" The enraged despot shot a pair of powerful green lasers from his eyes which converged on the spot where Xion was set to land.
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Post by Raven8 on Dec 14, 2014 17:04:30 GMT -8
A weakness. It takes only a split second for Scarface to see the effects of Xion's move and react. Like a bolt of lightning, the Plasma Knight dashes from where he had been standing, passes beneath the would-be ruler's eye beams, and makes a great leap directly at Xezzukhz' chest. When within striking distance of the demonic beast, he activates the jets on his golden leg armor and blasts skyward and to the side. As he does so, he spins his gigantic energy weapon above his head and slices at one of Xezzukhz' shoulder spikes while passing. Poised above it, he then thrusts one of the points to his weapon downward and dives from the sky like a falcon, attempting to shatter the horn like lightning with one crippling blow.
Focused combat. Lovely. Given the nature of AirMan's "blow everything away" tactics, the new news of weak point targeting was less than welcome. While happy that the others had found a way to tackle the problem, his own role... well, at least the horns were on a similar horizontal plane.
Leaning back, AirMan redirects as much of his wind upward as possible, sweeping it along the ground and picking up as much debris as possible before allowing it too pepper Xezzukhz' massive form. Many bits of debris collided harmlessly against the monster's body, but some would reach its targets eventually. The law of averages would see to that...
Meanwhile, Edge,now wearing sunglasses, raises SRC's orb high while taking a sip of his beverage, yelling out with the next available breath.
Edge: Woo! Attack the weak point for massive damage!
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Post by Phen on Dec 16, 2014 10:16:59 GMT -8
Flare saw his moment to strike as Xion revealed the weak point on the beast. He quickly turned to a blur before appearing just next to one of the shoulder spikes on Xezzukhz' body. His hand on his blade as he rose to the peak of a short jump, he drew his blade in a circle about him, slashing with uncanny speed as he re-sheathed his blade, descending to the ground and jumping back. If they could manage to weaken the beast, perhaps hamper its regenerative powers, then perhaps Ruin's assault would be a bit more effective on it.
Ruin seemed disappointed that he couldn't simply brute force his way through this one. And he knew he didn't have long for his power before it wore off. At the very least he could assist the others while conserving his energy for a real strike. His foot raised up slightly as he crushed the ground beneath him, debris shot up as Ruin pushed Xezzukhz' tail off to the side and a quick palm thrust shot two pieces of large debris out, one just above Xion to intercept the creature's eye beams, another toward Airman's wind, which soon shattered into smaller bits that were then carried by the navi's hurricane into the beast's body, the law of averages getting a larger sample size.
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Post by Genesis on Dec 17, 2014 1:52:23 GMT -8
*Well what do you know, he found the spot he needed to hit. And the demon aimed to make up for it. That would've been rather painful had Ruin not intercepted it for him rather unexpectedly. He kicked back now then, a low chuckle escaping from him now. Everything worked out well for him in that exchange, even being given an estimate to how much was needed to shatter those horns.*
"I thought you were invincible. What are you so upset about?"
*His first words since this had begun and quite possibly the last he would offer to the other governor. He would have to change his plan a bit for the time being then. He formed two swords in his hands, tossing them at Xezzukhz as they rocketed toward the demon and then exploded instead, creating a smog to hinder the demon's vision. A cover for Scarface and Flare to use in their own assault against the demon so to say. But right after two more of the same two blades were launched with precision at another of the spikes different than the ones that had been aimed at by the others. He was still keeping his other attacks prepared, none of them quite ready thanks to the circumstances having not set him up for it yet. But next time he would have to see about seeing to that himself...*
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Post by ~Divine|<3|Heart~ on Dec 17, 2014 7:38:37 GMT -8
+++HeatMan.EXE+++
“All adversaries who emerge meet the same fate!” _______________________________________________________
*FWOOSH!!!*
A line of fire ignites and races to a side of the large demonic beast attempting to separate it from the two smaller programs that were aiding its efforts. One end of the flaming parallel crashes into a nearby building, but does simply cracks the side upon impact while the other sits at the smashed pavement where HeatMan sits. The square-like body of the NetNavi was covered in pieces of cement and charred with dirt. His body had shown to impact the street after having its attack parried by the arrival of DiscoKid.
“You know what really burns me up?” HeatMan narrowed his beady eyes as flickering flames escaped his mouth with every word, “Lame seventies music!”
HeatMan’s head was starting to stir from the situation. He was fighting a demon, some chivalrous knight, and a living boom box that might as well been some sort of zombie for resurrecting a played out genre. He was only fortunate that the NetNavis around him led the attack with vigor after striking a weak point, and it was only best for him to contribute the only way he knew how: make sure no one else interfered.
“Your fight is with me now...music box!”
On cue, HeatMan reached back it arms and then thrust forth his flaming gauntlets. Following suit, jets of lame exploded outward from the ground attempting to leave Disco Kid with a nasty signature burn from the fiery NetNavi.
______________________________________________________ “Toss them into the hellfires until they become ashes.”
Now Playing: ”Heart of Fire” by Black Veil Brides Chatty Ditz: ----
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Post by B.o.B. on Jan 24, 2015 15:24:11 GMT -8
DiscoKid.EXE "Lame!?"
Side stepped put of the path of Heatman's attack.
"How can a hot head like you not have the disco fever?"
Disco spun and stopped in a fabulous pose, sending bright after images of his form at Heatman.
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Post by Shast on May 11, 2015 9:38:57 GMT -8
Arc to be continued HERE.
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