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Post by Wackoguy on Nov 10, 2015 7:19:04 GMT -8
"Good to see the rest of you, finally." Rev spoke, walking back into their midst.
"And we're not responsible for whatever's going on at that base, but some labcoat-wearing crazy guy bearing a W-symbol on his coat unleashed some kinda crazy monster on the base..." Revved explained quickly.
"From your firepower, you'd probably be able to at least dent it...but I wouldn't advise checking out the area without backup..." Rev explained, hoping that the others' assaults hadn't fired Heatman up beyond reasoning.
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Post by ~Divine|<3|Heart~ on Nov 10, 2015 9:51:03 GMT -8
+++HeatMan.EXE+++
“Nothing like a crook to get my body burning up!” __________________________________________________
"You...that description sounds like Gate."
HeatMan had such a sinister face.
The way the NetNavis had pooled around still was discomforting. Their numbers increased by a mile, but the fires along HeatMan's body did not dwindle not one bit. His arms had kept risen readily for another one of his fiery attacks. They all, grouped together, was a perfect target for his Heat Tower. It would be as easy as twiddling his fingers and sending a rolling blaze across the ground.
"Hold on there you bunch of fizzles!" he shouted to the group, "I'm frying anyone who has to do with Gate a-"
He stopped. There was something about his firepower...and a dent?
"You fool! Hahahaaaa!~" HeatMan let out a maniacal laughter, "That was either a thoughtless insult or an oblivious implication of my "fire-power" as you say it! I should have burnt you to a crisp whether you call yourselves "Freedom Fighters" or not simply so you can have the burn marks to prove it!"
Even now, HeatMan was still laughing. Tufts of flame escaped from between his jagged teeth while he held his hands up in a blaze that jumped mimicking his laughter. His tenacious battle spirit was only calmed by the foolish notion that his flames could only bend or warm some scraps of metal. The beady eyes if the NetNavi had opened, looking to the other NetNavis within the area. All of them various and not the basic uncustom designs, but not awe inspiring like those HeatMan battled over the years.
"Ha! Direct me to your beast!" he said with a laughter, "I will buy your story, only because the notion of my power not measuring up to idea comprehension is like putting a candle next to a volcano!
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Post by Wackoguy on Nov 10, 2015 10:26:22 GMT -8
" 'Our beast'? More like that crazy guy's Network destroyer...we 're not like him." Rev spoke, thinking back to where they had just left.
"Okay then, back to that ONB Base place!" Rev proclaimed, becoming a ball of combined red & green light and warping from the area to lead Heatman to the monstrosity.
[Leaving Com Square en route back to Sharo ONB Base]
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And yet as quickly as Revved had left from the area, he was sent back into the area, landing right on his rear with a thud.
"What the...?!" Revved blurted out, standing up and dusting himself off a bit. "That can't be...I couldn't even enter that area now."
Rev brought a hand to his chin as he pondered silently.
'Did that machine really destroy that base so quickly...? That doesn't seem right, but...I guess there's no denying it now.'
Indeed, if that was a game of any sorts, they had lost.
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Post by ~Divine|<3|Heart~ on Nov 10, 2015 10:44:58 GMT -8
+++HeatMan.EXE+++
“Nothing like a crook to get my body burning up!” __________________________________________________
"This may be a trap, but I'll destroy that monster of theirs, and see if they have anything to do with it!"
With a calm lowering of the hand, HeatMan demonstrated his pyrotecknic ability, subduing the fires until they were nothing more than mere embers that burned in place. Soon, they would become embers and the gruesome fierece battle would beome nothing more than a memory. Lifting his body using his metallic arms, HeatMan followed behind Rev, heading towards the Sharo ONB Base and preparing to lay eyes upon whatever creature they were afraid of.
However, HeatMan came to a stop as stood by Revved. His box-like form turned his body to face down the speedy NetNavi. His beady eyes were filled with suspicion, his gauntlet-like hand motioned menacingly to Revved. If he was lying, HeatMan was not liking it. He was known for being an impatient hothead after all.
"What's the meaning of this?" he asked with a hiss of flames escaping his mouth, "Have you sent me on a wild goose chase?"
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Post by Wackoguy on Nov 10, 2015 11:21:32 GMT -8
"Not at all! But whatever happened, none of us can even get into that Network now..." Rev said, with a mix of disappointment and yet surprise as well.
'Well, guess that's that.'
"Anyway, I'm not sure what you plan to do now, but the rest of us have things to discuss. After all, that Gate guy gave us a real run for our money this time." he spoke, lightly bopping his helmet with a fist.
"But even so, we won't keep on losing to him!" Rev said, with his emotions and tone of voice shifting gears quite swiftly.
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Post by ~Divine|<3|Heart~ on Nov 10, 2015 12:18:20 GMT -8
+++HeatMan.EXE+++
“Nothing like a crook to get my body burning up!” __________________________________________________
"Hahahahaaa!~"
HeatMan's laughter had ung otu aloud as if it was a roar of a flame. He was amused by the NetNavi, even lowering his guard as his sleek metal frame body for once was so relaxed that it looked like a polished piece of mech suit rather than some large hunking frame looking down on something so insignificant. His tone changed seeing as he could not stay ill towards the NetNavi who made such a fiery declaration.
"I can't calll such words shrivle!" HeatMan admitted even as he laughed, "Even now, you have my attention with that burning spirit of yours! Your remind of my Net Operator! He's a no good young welp, but nothing gets me fired up more than hearing that arrogant tone before he goes head first."
His breathes became calm after giving a sigh. Staring towards Revved with a simplistic gaze, he had turned his gauntlets reveal his open metallic hands to the NetNavi. The flames from his mouth subsided as there was nothing more than an orange glow. His flames were finally a gentle whiff as they burned in the air, and his box frame rested with a tired breath from his laughter.
"My plan is to simply keep an eye on you rag-tag so called 'Freedom Fighters' that you call yourselves." HeatMan declared, "It's interesting that you want to fight something you claimed even I could only make a dent in, and not to mention that you underestimate my abilities. Many times over has the World and the Network intertwined in it has ensued chaos. Whether the agent of chaos or the rebel against it, I have been there countless times."
HeatMan's large box-like body turned to the distant access link that led to the ONB Base. He could make out faint sounds, and nothing more from this distance. His sense of smell was overwhelmed by his own charring and burning, but he knew smoke that was not his own. The NetNavi reminiscned this feeling as it was no different from the other times before where he stood at the prescipice view of chaos: one way or the other.
"Hmm..." one of his burning gauntlets reach up to stroke a thumb to his chest as he ponders, "...I won't attack you, not at the momeent. A heated battle with this 'Gate' has my attention now much more than your small group of young sparks."
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Post by Wackoguy on Nov 10, 2015 13:15:23 GMT -8
"Okay then, works for me." Rev replied in response to Heatman's words, sealing it with a thumbs up. He was glad to know they didn't have to contend with him anymore...
...and then a blast came from above.
Looking up, Revved smacked his right-hand onto the face of his helmet, slightly bothered that they were all on the same wavelength...
"...grr...here I thought we all were thinking the same thing." he said, whilst shaking his head. "Unfortunately, my ally up there still seems fired up..."
Tapping his helmet, Revved activated his Comm Link, patching through to Russet.
"Hey, we already came to terms here, Russet. Cool it a bit!" Rev spoke, glancing up at Russet while doing so.
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Post by ~Divine|<3|Heart~ on Nov 10, 2015 13:45:40 GMT -8
+++HeatMan.EXE+++
“Nothing like a crook to get my body burning up!” __________________________________________________
"Hahahahaaa!~"
HeatMan was struck by the attack, but he seemed very much unbothered by it. He laughed maniacally, once more, as his body was suffering from the bolt of lightning. With one thrust of his arms backward, the electrical disturbance around his body was disturbed while his limbs and parts of his box-like body was riddled with burning bits of debris.
"No worries!" HeatMan assured Revved while tossing his box-like form forth before him, "The damage is minimal...I am still able. I know a hot head when I see one better THAN anyone!" he laughed once more, fire brimming from his mouth.
"You have no manners, but don't worry! If a passionate guy like myself can became a teaching assistant, then you too can learn some self-control!" the large gauntlet-like hands of the fire NetNavi stamped into the terrain before tossing his body forth. He had looked to the NetNavi and then to Revved. His eyes went around the area expecting to see or find other NetNavis. He knew the size of the group was slightly bigger.
"This reminds me of something..."
One of the many stories he heard amongst the ONB Members he occsionally affiliated with were like entries in history. They also spoke of that rag-tag team of NetNavis that liberated the Net of a dark influence. He breathed another small tuft of fire going back on memories. A mixture of nostalgia and wonder had convinced him. "You have the advantage of numbers, I admit that, but how long will that last?"
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Post by Hellbreaker on Nov 10, 2015 14:06:56 GMT -8
Fulgur waits a bit, examining the situation, but nods. It seemed it'd turn out OK...Plus he'd already messed up more then once lately. So, when the two seemed to relax he hurries after Rosario, sighing as he catches up.
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Post by koga on Nov 10, 2015 15:10:07 GMT -8
"I have some things to do. Let's meet back here in a few weeks. Until then, Desperado seems the best fit to lead."
Saying this, Kidd disappeared in a beam of light.
[Kidd LC: ???]
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Post by ~Divine|<3|Heart~ on Nov 10, 2015 18:27:42 GMT -8
+++HeatMan.EXE+++
“Nothing like a crook to get my body burning up!” __________________________________________________
"Oh! But I can't help but to notice them you see!~ " HeatMan responded as he turned his body slightly towards Russet. The burning eyes seemed almost crazed with his jagged teeth. The only gaurantee he was not was the very fact that he had not resorted to attacking as he continued to speak, "I'm starting to think that's the reason for your survival. It's not the first time I heard of a group of NetNavis with the purpose of trying to do something significant. You all will become the hot topic in no time!"
As HeatMan faced Russet, he could only look up to see the NetNavi's vantage point. HeatMan, who was still on the ground, had finally started speaking alound and even acknowledging the NetNavi's battle lust. He however would not make the first move, not this time. The NetNavi had no reason to fight as he already stated his plans. The only thing that caused him to respond so far was his own hidden desire to inflict a few burns.
"When that happens, they will target the group, not just one NetNavi. Such a naive thought to think you will draw attention alone. Is that how this Gate cause you to lose out to him?" HeatMan's body was relaxed still, showing no sudden intention to strike. His eyes had gone to the building structure, the streets, and even the surroundings. It was as if he was going to a mesmeric lul; nostalgia was by the load today.
"I don't mean to make you hot under the collar, but..." The NetNavi sighed as a flame escaped from his mouth in a blow, "...I just don't think you're strong enough as a group.I will admit, your numbers are impressive...much so that you caught even me off guard with one attack. However, even with such a loss, you should not scatter like a bunch of embers, but come together and burn bright once again. Do you even have a leader? If it's you then...I don't see this fight going anywhere...not even a victory for you."
HeatMan shifted his body as if shaking his head. His beady eyes seemed bored with the NetNavi. "Stand down young spark. Whatever enemy you just fought and loss to must have had fire power. So you clearly have no match for mine."
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Post by Phen on Nov 10, 2015 19:05:19 GMT -8
It took some time, but Desperado finally made it into Com Square after a decent trek. His wounds having healed plenty over that time and his hat being returned to him, it felt as like he could act at close to full potential once again. Barely moments could pass before he entered the network proper and could already see one of his men sitting atop a building. Russet, of course, the real hothead of the group. Well at least he was here.
Moving further into the square, he could see a small area cleared out around a small group of navis. One, a navi looking much like a lighter away from the other group, which seemed to be INDF members. Looking back to Russet, Desperado noticed his weapon trained on this navi, as well as the calm look from the lighter. Whatever this was it wasn't good, and something told Desperado that it was just some stupid quarrel anyway.
Glaring up at Russet, Desperado's look made it clear this was not the time to fight, regardless of the opponent. They were on the defensive here, and until they could establish a new base, they would continue to be such. Moving to the rest of the group, Desperado walked past the fire navi that Russet's weapon was trained on and finally caught up to his members.
"I'm glad to see most of your safe. Even if one of you is picking fights haphazardly. Still, we're missing a few, where's everyone else?"
There really wasn't much to pay attention to the navi of flame, whatever happened was likely a much less pressing issue than they had on their hands already. He would probably have to apologize for it, but his group came first.
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Post by Phen on Nov 10, 2015 20:25:57 GMT -8
A flash of light, if only for a moment, as if the world's lights all faltered for a moment. Most navis likely didn't notice, it would have even passed Desperado if not for another feeling the came with it. It was impossible to identify, not fear nor comfort, not sadness nor joy. As if a memory he had never made returned to him suddenly. But it was not something to show now, not while things were to be done.
"Alright... What about Kidd? I don't see him anywhere."
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Post by Raven8 on Nov 10, 2015 21:09:23 GMT -8
Gravity Beetle: Hopefully I have him.
The onyx-shelled Navi slowly hovers down from the sky with any remaining Navis held in the jaws of his horns. After landing, he slowly lowers his head and releases them, using great caution not to cut into them with the axe-like blade on his forward horn. He then looks the group over, sighs loudly, and then closes his eyes before he continues.
Gravity Beetle: Now... would one of you please explain what the heck all of that was about?
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Post by ~Divine|<3|Heart~ on Nov 10, 2015 21:39:25 GMT -8
+++HeatMan.EXE+++
“Nothing like a crook to get my body burning up!” __________________________________________________
"Oh! If your 'Kidd' is that one with the ice abilities, he has left." HeatMan interjected as he had given one strong hop to the immediate side of Desperado. "He said 'weeks' so you may want to call him back...although, I have to say, from what I've heard, it sounds like your 'group' not only has had quite the ordeal, but also is taking it pretty hard."
The fiery NetNavi had looked to the so-called "leader" with a glance. There was something more about him. From how he seemed to give choice to ignore him, he could not say nothing more about his manners. HeatMan himself had not been a stranger to cold NetNavis and their disposition, but there was always that type of NetNavi that seemed to have the skill to back that up. To the fiery NetNavi, it was unseen at first glance, but he could tell there was something different. It was something that pieced the group together.
"So that makes you 'Desperado.' You were mentioned to be 'fit to lead' by that Navi that left. Then that means it is true...this is an organized group of NetNavis under someone. Who do you work for? There has been a lot of occurrences as of late, and it's no coincidence that I find a NetNavi group roaming around..."
His curiosity burned. Usually HeatMan was not one for questions and long-winded details, but this group had begun to grow on him. The hotheaded temperament of the gun slinging navi was calmed almost instantly in the presence of this NetNavi, and others seemed to rally. Those little details did not go unnoticed, nor did HeatMan's own change in disposition as he seemed to feel a sense of foreboding about this late activity and even the appearances of the Golden Beetle that appeared to drop in so suddenly.
"Another member of this group as well I assume?"
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