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Post by notegg on Oct 5, 2014 8:15:08 GMT -8
"Have it your way."
The tiny sniper holed up far above had to readjust her aim. As Xyzillientz approached, the angle between them became increasingly shallow. No matter. But the red dot did pick a new target, ElecMan.
And fire.
The pull of a trigger, and a bullet was fired, en route to ElecMan, a loud reverberation ringing through as Noal pulled the trigger.
The red dot disappeared, searching for a new target.
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Post by Snakeskin on Oct 5, 2014 8:50:10 GMT -8
"Ow!" ElecMan dashed his gaze skyward as the bullet pinged off of his helmet. He couldn't quite make out the sniper, but he took several more steps forward to stand beside Xyzillentz immediately at the foot of the wall.
Meanwhile, the sound of the shot being fired had tipped off the wall's guards to Noal's location. Within seconds she found herself surrounded by a horde of armored demons.
"Okay," one of them said, "who in Samhain's name let this girl get up here?"
"Don't matter as long as we tear her apart," another replied.
The circle of demons jumped at the trespasser with claws flailing wildly and horns aimed at her gut.
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Post by Gaia on Oct 5, 2014 10:03:16 GMT -8
Blade kept a watchful eye on everything going on around him. Within seconds, the sand was suddenly shifted beneath his feet until he stood in a containment unit with the other two Navis. However, he vaguely recognized the structure in which was the inspiration.
A colosseum. The only thing the small structure lacked was a gate on either end containing a ferocious beast and stands for the crowd to watch.
Of course, now to think about it, there certain was a cage. It was surrounding them; preventing escape. And the crowd? It was up top; looking over. Expecting.
Blade's swords now rested at his sides, still clutched tightly within his hands. He only realized then what this new Navi had locked them up for. . .a test.
Blade took a fighting stance. He swiveled his body around, turning it sideways; making him a smaller target. He spread his legs to a wide stance; giving him greater reach to either side of his body if he needed it, as well as a strong standing point that would support him should something attempt to stagger him. He raised one Marauding Sword high over his head, and simply raised his other arm ever so slightly in order to keep it at his waist, but at the ready. This was a powerful fighting stance for a dual-wielding warrior; as he well knew. The distance between the swords kept his opponents guessing and allow for easy maneuverability in the event that he would need to fight both of them at once.
"I do believe the only way we're getting out of here is either via victory. . .or deletion. I don't plan on being the latter."
If it moves, slash it.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 5, 2014 13:28:10 GMT -8
Feint stood with dissatisfaction as the black-suited man disowned her.
Reptiles.
But she wouldn't have known he was a reptile at the moment of course. The helmet and all.
"Guess you're on your own, lighter box."
Heatman, that is. But she didn't really care for his name.
Feint did an about-face and headed back toward the beach in the direction of the Seabound Pride.
So now her mission was underway.
[Location Change: Feint ⇒ Wreck of the Seabound Pride]
As the demons encircling Noal jumped at her, a black figure jumped from her shadow with a blade drawn in its right hand.
*SLI-SLI-SLISH-SLISH-SLIIIIIING!*
A blinding light flashed from the simultaneous slashes the figure had made at each incoming demon. His sword had vanished as the light faded; arms were crossed as he stood there calmly amidst the ribbons of data that were floating away of all the deleted demons.
"Not the safest place to perch it seems."
Remnant (v17) turned around to face Noal. She probably wouldn't recognize this one, but he'd recognized her from the Sky Tower. He'd been watching in the shadows during the briefing of a mission she and a few others had embarked on not too long ago.
"I'm looking for a black haired woman in a black suit. She's got bright blue eyes; you might know her as 'Feint' if she gave you her name."
Had he arrived to this network just a few moments earlier, he may have detected her presence there. But as far as he knew, she was still stuck in that deleted network that was linked to Sky Tower. There were five with her when she left, but she was the only one to never return. And that usually only spelled one thing, but Remnant sought confirmation before making assumptions.
"I believe you were one of the last people to have seen her."
More guards would likely be coming, so Remnant looked for any immediate escape from this position. He wasn't here to start trouble, just to collect information from his witness.
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Post by notegg on Oct 5, 2014 18:28:05 GMT -8
Noal turned around, two pistols drawn towards the monsters that surrounded her. In an instant, a dim purple light had saved her from the demons that wished to destroy.
In turn, Noal got a glance at Remnant. He might recognize her, what with her new half-mask, but perhaps not. But she knew this man.
"I know who you are. Desu. It's not been that long."
Although her memories and Finale's were one, she needed to pause for a moment to remember that Remnant didn't know her in this form. In fact, she wasn't really sure if she was Finale or not. Maybe desu!
"BUT I don't think I know a Feint desu~"
Or maybe- just maybe he was talking about booby lady? That was a while ago...
"But maybe I do desu~"
She playfully jumped from place to place, just as her knowledge of this 'Feint' person jumped from place to place in her head - but she kept her gun held up. Last time Finale and Warrior were in a room, in some form or another -
well it only slightly destroyed the universe. Oops.
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Post by Phen on Oct 6, 2014 8:58:09 GMT -8
As the gates opened before the reptilian navi, a familiar form slowly appeared from behind it. Glistening black, form fitting armor and a mask covering the top half of his face, Ruin stood, arms crossed as the gate opened before Xyzillentz. Of course he had heard the message, so this is unsurprising to see. The slew of other navis in the coast meant that everything had gotten much more complicated in the short time he was away. Seeing Jax back helped a certain degree, though Xion was nowhere to be found, unsurprisingly.
Good to see you again my scaly friend, though I assume this isn't so much a friendly visit?
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Post by Snakeskin on Oct 6, 2014 15:14:07 GMT -8
Beneath his helmet, Xyzillentz squinted imperceptibly at the darkloid on the other side of the gate. He looked... sort of familiar, he thought. If he'd actually been "friends," he was sure he would have remembered him better, even after such a long time away... perhaps he was an ally of AirMan's? Ah well. Best not to worry too much about the details now - and besides, he was still too frazzled to linger on one thought for quite so long.
"Indeed," he replied, conspicuously omitting the name of the person he was addressing since he couldn't for the life of him remember it. "I had come to tell Xion what was happening, but considering the current situation I assume he's heard already."
ElecMan stood silently behind the duo, rubbing the spot on his helmet where he'd been sniped to check for dents or dings.
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Post by ~Divine|<3|Heart~ on Oct 6, 2014 23:37:51 GMT -8
+++I-AM-MIST+++
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Mist only had one thing to show in the wake of the new battlefield: a smile.
“Mmm!” her voice mused as once again her tongue left her mouth, stroking at her top lip, “Then I hope you plan on being foreplay, because I feel like being a dominatrix to you both! Ah-hahahaaa!~”
Her laugh echoed from the insides of the enclosed arena, and were just as loud as the roar of thunder. Almost in an instant, there was an atmosphere forming over their heads once more; and little did they know that the NetNavi was already on the attack. The rain returned and started to pour once again on both NetNavis in an attempt to not only burn them with some minor acidic burns that was trivial, but soak and obscure their vision. The vapors around the rising Mist around the arena was their enemy, and their eyes would betray them if they were not careful with the seductive vixen.
“Now that we’re getting all nice and wet, let’s do the deed!”
Mist had let a single stroke of her hand go unseen amidst the vapors, but her shadowed silhouette began to twist, turn, and dance among the arena. Once again, the battle was underway as the vapors on the makeshift arena had begun to rise, thicken, and shoot forth in a drill-like form as they whirled aiming to run themselves through both NetNavis, or smash into the arena walls trying with all their might. Either way, it would make a ruckus and rumble that would only be music to the viral vixen’s perverted little ears that could only be synonymous to the sound of a head board of a bed hitting the wall in her mind.
“Now let’s get rough, boys!” she cried gruffly, “I mean REALLY rough! Hahahaaa!~”
________________________________________________________ “I hope I don’t lose it tonight!”
+++HeatMan.EXE+++
“I am a roaming will from years ago!” _______________________________________________________
“This is probably not the best time to get heated up...”
HeatMan told this to himself the moment he heard himself being referenced as a “Lighter box.” How could that set him over the top, though? He was shaped like one! Still, he had a pride for his name and what he did; making him beyond just a lighter. His eyes shifted with his neck that tried to turn in his gruff box shape looking at Feint. Even though oblivious of her nature, what she was here for, or even who she was entirely; she certainly seemed to be a character. Still, his eyes gone to the suited figure and ElecMan, who he still grew curious about.
“It’s probably too soon to go in a lair of someone I don’t know. I do not want to get in more heat than I can handle.”
His thoughts making him shift his body forth in what seemed like a struggled nod of his head. “Excuse me for a moment,” he commented to no one in particular as he did not focus on the two NetNavis, but turn his back to them, “The girl with the attitude just lit my curiosity burning!”
A red-hot lie, but he sold it well as HeatMan followed in the direction of Feint. Part of him wanting to keep his distance, and another wanting to get closer to his goal of why he was here exactly leading him to the shores where a wreckage just drew him in like a moth to a flame.
______________________________________________________ “I burn once again as time required me so.”
Now Playing: ”Heart of Fire” by Black Veil Brides Chatty Ditz: Gaia & Phreeze: We can roleplay the battle or stats; your choices. HeatMan - Location Change to:: Wreck of the Seabound Pride
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Post by Phreezey Breeze on Oct 7, 2014 3:38:22 GMT -8
In the midst of it all, Antlion seemed to have preserved himself in some sort of shed skin, like a shield of sorts, almost as if freezing himself in time... In actuality, he was simply putting up a defense protocol to hide himself and mask his presence, and to decrease a threat level to deter the higher end-navis... In the meantime, the bug planted upon Blade would whisper again...
"I am within hiding... Do not pay any mind to me as it will only cause trouble, I suggest you either carry us out of here or find a way to escape... These people are very dangerous if you couldn't already tell..."
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Post by Deleted on Oct 7, 2014 16:05:31 GMT -8
"I know who you are. Desu. It's not been that long."
"..."
Well that spared time from the introductions.
"BUT I don't think I know a Feint desu~ ... But maybe I do desu~"
"..."
It was highly likely Feint didn't share her name with the navis she'd hired. Even if it was a fake name for now; but that was information beyond Remnant's present knowledge... and evidently beyond Noal's as well.
"Well... let's assume you do. Where was Feint -- or rather, the woman you know that may have been Feint -- last seen? Do you remember the last time you saw her?"
Well it was a start.
Why did Remnant want to find her?
... That'd be of little relevance to Noal until later, if ever at all.
To everyone else?
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That remained to be seen.
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Post by Gaia on Oct 7, 2014 17:07:02 GMT -8
Blade ignored Antlion's response. He was firmly aware that the people in charge of their new battle arena were powerful; otherwise, he could get out.
But no. That was not the way things were meant to be. Today, he'd fight Mist. . .and he'd be sure that he got out of this cage with all of his data in one piece. He kept his eyes to the ground as he hopelessly dodged about the piercing rain, leaping off the ground as he pulsed directly towards the last place he saw Mrs. Sunshine. That's a nice name. . .
His free hands were suddenly noticed. He quickly whipped them to his shoulders, gripping the globules as they released his signature weapons. . .the Marauding Swords.
Within seconds, he had his weapons full and ready. "I'm certain you're a woman of science. So, would you be against doing a little experiment with me?" he asked tentatively, his own sense of playfulness in his voice as he charged toward what he thought to be his adversary.
Upon reaching his target, he did little more than simply slashing out. Swiveling his swords behind him - in the opposite direction than the arm would be - he slashed at his opponent, hoping to score something on her.
Quickly turning around, he slung his blades around again. This time, the swords would fly by harmlessly. However, the purple apparition that lept from the sword's edge would certainly be something to worry about; charging after her. . .misty. . .body.
"I surely hope I can refer to you in someway that doesn't involve puns. Otherwise, this will get awkward really quickly.
Chatty Ditz: I prefer stats; however, Phreeze is a different story.
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Post by ~Divine|<3|Heart~ on Oct 9, 2014 0:31:28 GMT -8
+++I-AM-MIST+++
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*CHINK!!!*
The sound of metal clashing against metal was unmistakable. The viral vixen’s big purple irises were shown even as she peered close to Blade, showing that she was no stranger to danger; and this went beyond flirting with it. Her smile was a hint towards her bloodlust, and her display of her tongue licking her lips gave away her craving as if it was clear as day. A giggle escaped her mouth and then a moan as she pressed her weapon close to hold a deadlock with the sword, showing the mist shifted in her hand to become an elongated spear.
“Mmm! Awkward? What’s that?” she said playfully, “It doesn’t matter, baby! With just you and me here right now, you don’t have to worry about that! Talk dirty to me all you want! But...dont’ keep me hot and waiting!”
His assault was fierce, but her tongue was as perverse as a harlot from the bowels of hades. Mist eluded the thrown weapon with ease, but that in it self put her on guard. The apparition that escaped from the weapon had leapt out, threatening to attack her, but it was only with one simple trick that she had pulled at the last moment that assured her escape: the mist! There was a clock of vapors that whirled around and made her vanish and the strange attack become repelled. It was at that moment that she was thus unseen until her body started to materialize behind Blade.
“Mmm! You need to give me more!” she urged...or was she...complaining? “Just to think...if your friend hadn’t ran off...you probably would have gotten you and your dirty little toys all into me! But you won’t be able to touch me...because you go to slow! You need to hit me rough...fast...and soooooo hard!”
By the time her body materialized, Mist had taken a step forth. She seemed immobile, but for her sake, she hoped that Blade had not noticed as her dirty talk was more than just some perverted joy of hers: it was the truth! Deceptive, but to some degree a maniac who enjoyed a good fight, Mist had felt in her mind that she wanted a good fight...one that would keep her on the edge and keep up with her pace!
However, she was as elusive as the wind...and just as unforgiving as a storm.
“But don’t feel bad my little cutie...you were so close to making me...well...you know! Hahaaa!”
With that last laugh, Mist’s right hand lifted into the air as she made the rising foggy puffs turn into a small sharp and jagged head of a blade at the end of a pole. It was almost in an instant that she formed a spear from the thin air itself.
With her taking a battle stance, it was obvious now that it was time for battle.
________________________________________________________ “I hope I don’t lose it tonight!”
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Post by Phen on Oct 9, 2014 15:31:21 GMT -8
"I would assume so as well. So knowing that, what made you come back then? You've been off the radar for quite some time, now you come back and the soldiers are barking about rightful rulers and such. You don't actually expect me to believe that you've come back in Ernest to quell this would-be rebellion do you?"
Ruin sincerely doubted the intentions of Xyzillentz, come by just after the message was broadcast. He even said that he was intending on passing the message on to Xion, so even if that message wasn't intended to go live, seems he was with the one who sent it to have heard it. Seemed suspicious at least, treacherous at most. Though he likely knew the cost of treachery in this situation, Ruin hoped the reptile was smarter than that.
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Post by Snakeskin on Oct 9, 2014 23:35:22 GMT -8
"That would be CONVENIENT," Xyzillentz replied, "But no, I wasn't expecting it." The dark-suited navi sighed deeply and placed a hand lightly on his hip. "Okay, so from what I can remember" - not a lot, though he wouldn't say so out loud - "You could delete me by winking if you really wanted to. So if you don't trust me, you can escort me to the castle and go crazy if I get up to any nonsense. To answer your questions pre-emptively; yes, I was with Xezzukhz, no, I didn't want to be, yes, I was stuck in the same place for an entire year, and yes, he is in fact both a simpering idiot and a complete ***hole."
ElecMan, curious as he was to this apparently quite powerful navi's identity, wisely stood aside and remained silent. If Xyzillentz was cautious of him, then HE certainly wasn't going to provoke him in any way.
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Post by notegg on Oct 10, 2014 12:01:23 GMT -8
"OOH! I know! You're talking about the booby lady? desu~~ She just went that way!" Noal said, pointing out of her little hidey hole towards the wreck of the Seabound Pride. As she said this, she gripped on to Remnant, his shadowy form not escaoing from her grip, promptly jumping out the window.
Gliding on crystalline wings, Noal makes her way towards the wreckage.
Though she may have given Rem a heart attack.
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