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Post by Snakeskin on Oct 2, 2014 20:06:35 GMT -8
In a flash of light, two long-absent Darkloids materialized on the beach between the raging surf and the trio of navis trading blows. ElecMan and Xyzillentz stood side by side on the sand, their initial relief at having finally escaped the rusty old ship they'd been sent from quickly subsiding when they spotted the battle in front of them.
"Could the war really have started already? Xezzukhz JUST did that brain talk thing!"
Xyzillentz scoffed. "I doubt it, bolt-boy. This is probably just some meaningless little spat. I'd imagine these three were too busy doing whatever needless nonsense they're up to to even notice what's just happened."
Motioning for ElecMan to remain where he was with a simple wave of his hand, Xyzillentz walked up to the dueling navis, stopping just short of arms' length of the nearest one. "Would you terribly mind halting your histrionics for a moment? I've no idea what you people think you're fighting about, but some of us have important business to attend to and the distraction is not appreciated."
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Post by Phreezey Breeze on Oct 3, 2014 10:26:23 GMT -8
With energy bundled into the peak form, Antlion released an evil-feeling energy, in the form of a laser, straight at Mist, hoping to score a direct hit as the faces formed... He was lined up to hopefully pierce the two heads... He then acknowledged the other one, without really looking...
"I was assaulted, simply self defense, this won't be much longer, could even be finished if you help."
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Post by Shast on Oct 3, 2014 20:51:27 GMT -8
Jax [Continued from Forest Network] The darkness pierces the solemn sands of the forlorn coast. Churning for a moment proceeded by a ludicrously large yawn. From its jaws steps Jax. Several yards down the beach front from the others and their squabble. The vortex collapses in on itself and fades from existence. Leaving him there to admire the Gothic architecture in what would be peace if it weren't for the rabble down the coast. Denizens of Xions domain, perhaps? Allies of the usurper? Of the two the latter is preferred. Despite smashing the Shadow Devil, and Obliterating thousands of tourists, Jax's appetite remains ravenous.
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Post by ~Divine|<3|Heart~ on Oct 3, 2014 23:50:06 GMT -8
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As the light dissipated from the latest plug-in confirmed by the computer, it still left a raging, crisp area of sand illuminated by the form that hovered just above it. The object, that seemed living, turned his body slightly to compensate for his head’s lack of movement for whatever little it could give. Soon, it’s pure white eyes that were ignited by a constant burning flame had set upon the sight of the fight that was occurring, and then to the other NetNavis in the area that seemed spectators.
“This area isn’t as hot as I thought it would be,” his voice raspy as if his throat was nestled with the rage of a flame, “Although, it does seem to have-”
The NetNavi paused, his eyes observed the gates as they had swept, but that was not caught his attention, and the conflict that was taking place had long retreated from his mind as he glimpsed at one form. His metal hands that were enflamed at the wrists had touched the ground only to completely turn him a good ninety degrees and his beady white eyes narrowed seeing that one form before him as his voice almost spoke in a hiss once more.
“ElecMan...” he said nothing more as his mouth’s jagged teeth like appendages nearly stayed closed to contain the flames within his very box-like chest.
________________________________________________________ “I burn once again as time required me so.”
Now Playing: ”Heart of Fire” by Black Veil Brides Chatty Ditz: Phreezey Breeze: I will post as Mist when Blade gets his chance to post.
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Post by Gaia on Oct 4, 2014 7:53:42 GMT -8
Blade was still amidst the storm. Despite his efforts to finally cleave through the cloud virus', she seemed to have - once again - gone into. . .well, mist.
Of course, what better thing than for a group of people to ask them to stop. . .when Blade wasn't even aware they even existed?
Without stopping to acknowledge the new group of people, he searched through the slightly fogged area in hopes for finding the slightest apparition of his adversary. Was he to find anything?
No. . .wait. What was that? His eyes darted back, and there she was. . .charging towards him with a sword! He grinned. She was in his territory, now. With a sudden decision, he kicked himself into overdrive. A dark aura seemed to act as an enveloped over his body, as his left Marauding Sword was quickly replaced with a new blade. Data surged over his arm in a flash of pixels; dark, energized dots that soon formed into a menacing sword. A darkness seemed to radiate from it's core. . .and he was ready to use it.
He charged forward, intending to meet her with his full force. He began to slash forward with his own sword, just as she did. However, he suddenly feinted to the right, causing the Navi's sword to lodge itself within the globule that was his missing marauding sword. The sword would bounce off uselessly; Blade's body acting as a shield. Before he gave her any room to think, he finally made his own assault. From left shoulder to right hip, he spun mid-air and ran his sword across it's intended course.
"Nice try. . .I'm a little tougher than meets the eye, however!" With this little taunt, he unequipped his weapons. Like most warriors, he was still armed. What with? His flaming fists, of course. He continued his assault, punching forward with left hand, followed quickly by a round house kick and a powerful right hook.
He and his opponent stood practically nose to nose. He whispered to where only she could hear him. "It's a shame you want to kill me. . .I could see us being a joy together."
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Post by Snakeskin on Oct 4, 2014 9:33:55 GMT -8
Xyzillentz growled in frustration at Antlion's request for help, as the silly scuffle went on ad nauseam. But the beach was becoming crowded with new arrivals, and he had to get going. He COULD have simply walked around the fighters, of course - the shoreline was long and open - but in his current mood, that seemed to be nothing if not an utterly unreasonable demand. He was back out and about for the first time in a year, he wasn't ABOUT to alter his course because a few low-versioned idiots were blocking the way.
Since the two male navis both seemed to be fighting the girl in the ridiculous cotton-candy-colored outfit, he figured eliminating her would be the quickest way to put an end to the insignificant altercation. Aiming his gaze directly at the weapon-wielding lass, he fired a powerful beam of dark energy from his helmet's visor that sent ripples running through the sand beneath its path. Unless one of the idiots fighting her got in the way - or one of the new arrivals decided to involve themselves in this for some unfathomable reason - it would surely be enough to instantly delete such a weakling.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 4, 2014 12:36:11 GMT -8
"..."
Imbeciles -- that's all they were in her mind. The black haired female wasn't here to get involved with anyone's petty squabbling, so she'd just stroll through as non-chalantly as poss--
*BOOM!*
"Ugh!"
Feint was sent tumbling to the ground by Xyz's beam; she'd inadvertently saved Mist by her obliviousness just then. Perhaps that's what she deserved for walking through the middle of a quarrel and expecting to get by unnoticed, but that's not what was on her mind as she slowly rose to her feet -- with quite an annoyed look on her face.
No one here would have noticed, but she was wearing slightly different attire than usual. Well, it was the same attire -- a skintight, dark purple catsuit -- but she wore an unzipped black leather jacket over it, so it was a little more... modest? Sure.
And it was actually a nice looking leather jacket until it got covered in sand after she'd gotten knocked down from that dark beam. That wasn't going to go unpunished.
"..."
Furrowed sapphire eyes met Xyzillentz's... then Elecman's... then Xyzillentz's again. She really wasn't paying attention to who had fired the beam -- heck, she didn't even know it was there until it hit her!
"... Cut this nonsense out."
She'd directed that at Antlion, Mist, and Blade as well, despite giving Xyz and Elec her ever-threateneing death stare while saying it. Chances are that these goons were all here for the same reason as her. Well, for a similar reason at least.
"Here for the message, right? Where do we get started, partners?"
Her crossed arms and still furrowed brows kind of implied she wasn't genuine when calling them that. It took a lot for her to overlook an offense... maybe this mission actually meant something for her?
Perhaps. But one couldn't be sure until that mission actually started.
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Post by Snakeskin on Oct 4, 2014 12:51:29 GMT -8
"Were you LISTENING to the message? Because it said where to go. If you're on his side. And it wasn't here." With a dismissive scoff, Xyzillentz took advantage of the brief pause in the action to motion for ElecMan to follow him and trudge on past the collection of navis that had gathered on the beach.
ElecMan followed dutifully, failing to even notice HeatMan's presence or utterance of his name. The two approached the wall at a quick pace, purpose and more than a bit of pent-up anger in Xyzillentz' steps as they pounded the sand a bit harder than necessary to propel him forward.
(No, this is not a location change; they're just walking toward the wall.)
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Post by notegg on Oct 4, 2014 18:17:05 GMT -8
"~Stay~" (Music) A bright red dot appeared over Xyzillientz forehead, or rather, his visor. It was clear and bright, even amongst the fog, threatening, ever present. What it didn't reveal was its owner's location, nor her power. It was a simple sniper's simple threat. Stay still or face Noal's wrath. A twist amongst all the fighting and the going-ons of the dirty below. No, no queen would dare go so low, she stood high above, in a tower along the wall, all along the watchtower. A shadow in the night.
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Post by Gaia on Oct 4, 2014 18:29:07 GMT -8
Blade suddenly halted in battle, sensing a dangerously powerful energy ripple through the air. As quickly as he had dashed towards his adversary, he now dashed away, towards the ground.
Upon finally landing, he took a good look around to notice all the Navis that had suddenly gathered at the shores. One in particular got his attention. It was a navi in an extremely weird cat suit. . .however power radiated off of him in waves.
Blade shut up, and let everyone argue. However, he wasn't the one to flee from confrontation. If Mist decided to attack him again. . .he'd be ready.
"All. . .I wanted. . .to do. . .was join. . .some colony. . .Ruin told me about."
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Post by Phreezey Breeze on Oct 4, 2014 18:49:19 GMT -8
"My intentions are simple, I aimed to settle a score with the knightly one, then this cloud came around and ruined the fun."
Antlion coldly stated. He was bent on getting this settled, no matter what it cost others, he was willing to do ANYTHING to finally settle it with this 'Blade' fellow...
"If you still insist that I stop, perhaps we can compromise, leave us be, and we will leave your land alone, free of our conflict, maybe we could even go elsewhere."
The ancient navi offered, feeling their power exceeding his own, it was rather scary to be completely honest. These navis, what seemed to be every-day navis rivaled what would be in his time a true fighter... He did not show weakness, however, knowing if he did it would become an issue, they would begin to try and manipulate him, and he did not entirely relish the feeling of being a tool...
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Post by ~Divine|<3|Heart~ on Oct 4, 2014 22:04:39 GMT -8
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The evil energy that was released by Antlion had seemed to meet with...well...nothing.
True to her nature, Mist kept to a vapor-like form, sliding by as her body partially broke into nothing but air and vanished as only her shoulder was going to take a brunt with a turn of her body. Even at that, Mist had seemed to show her unique ability off once more as her left arm entirely vanished while her left remained brandishing her blade that she attempted to attack Blade with.
“Heehee! I’ll cop a feel on him soon enough!”
Her perverted look on her eye did not speak her intention loud enough, but yet the sadistic smile remained true to her blood lust. Oblivious to the beam fired by the “snakey” NetNavi and the ditzy arrival of another, she had kept her eyes towards Blade, quickly reacting as he began his melee with his very sword. She was not sword master, but rather an assassin. With her weapon parried, she acted in true cowardice fashion and let the coast breeze carried her foggy body away from a distance from the two with her and all her limbs intact.
“That was close!” she began, “Just to think...you almost tou-”
*SWISH!!!*
Flaming fists? That was an interesting ability for a swordsman.
Mist had become hit by one punch, and the roundhouse kick had swept over her head as she ducked quickly. Her eyes had that crave in them that only a glassy eyed killer could have as she raised her right hand reaching to his hand that was coming to impact her own body. With him retreating aback and she leaping after having a hole punched through her body, Mist had become to laugh out loudly before catching her breath with another moan. Her vapor-like body had started to regenerate as the extreme heat met moisture accumulating from the air. Her lust for battle calmed enough to listen to Blade and Antlion.
“Mmm! Whatever you two decide, you might want to tell me ahead of time!” Mist licked her lips in a grotesque and perverted manner, “Because that one over there has gotten me all hot just from his touch, I don’t think I want this to end just yet!”
She giggled looking towards Blade’s direction as she was amused that someone was quick enough to score a hit upon her intangible body. She seemed to not move, but simply sit...waiting...as the hole in her body closed up inch by inch.
________________________________________________________ “I hope I don’t lose it tonight!”
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“I am a roaming will from years ago!” _______________________________________________________
Heatman had taken in all the sights around him, eyes wandering for simply a moment to see his surroundings and think ElecMan was a fabrication. However, that proved to be false. After watching them walk away, confirming his suspicions, and looking around seeing the NetNavis; it was then he wondered was everyone here for the same purpose other than himself? He kept silent, and that was unusual as it prompted for another voice to give cue.
“Friend of yours?”
He ignored it, at least for now. It was only acknowledged by his beady eyes giving an answer, as well as the flames become slightly more vigorous in their blaze. HeatMan’s body afloat had simply turned and looked towards the wall that the NetNavis approached. “Doesn’t matter,” he responded in almost a low crackling roar similar to the crack of a dying ember, “A job is a job, right? We gotta’ stay hot on our heels for this one.”
HeatMan’s body begun to hover forth following suit as he passed Feint, the scuffling NetNavis and simply stood watching to see what would occur at the wall.
______________________________________________________ “I burn once again as time required me so.”
Now Playing: ”Heart of Fire” by Black Veil Brides Chatty Ditz: -----
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Post by Shast on Oct 4, 2014 22:30:56 GMT -8
Jax
To join? So he had yet to be earn his place in their ranks. The insectoid was familiar. The forest brawl from before where he had been used as a bludgeoning instrument. He too, perhaps? Regardless. They were weak... but perhaps they could be molded. Their brawl with the lewd female had been interrupted. No more.
Jax turns towards the group and begins approaching leisurely. His hood flapped in the wind with a sudden gust, briefly revealing his cold eyes before masking them once more.
Now upon the collective he clasps both hands together and parts them quickly, Using the sand to pull the trio of Antlion, Blade, and Mist into proximity of one another while simultaneously pushing all other navis several yards away.
With the three now isolated Jax clenches both hands into fist; condensing the sand beneath them into an smooth and unbreakable floor. Proceeding this he stomps, loosening fresh base from its surroundings and following it up by parting his hands once again; causing the arena to sink a few yards into the ground. While at the same time condensing the sand around it into an equally strong wall. For a final touch to his battleground, Jax performs a mixing motion with one hand and several dozens of gallons of sand stretches and molds into a net of the same strength as the floor.
His make-shift yet pristine cage now complete. A mere 15 yard diameter circle at that. Jax overlooks the trio and holds up a lone index finger, then crosses his arms expectantly. Ignoring all others in the area while he administered his test.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 4, 2014 23:11:31 GMT -8
"Were you LISTENING to the message? Because it said where to go. If you're on his side. And it wasn't here."
Feint's glare at the snake sharpened; her eyes squinted just a tad tighter an the edge of her lip curled up just the slightest. She already didn't like this guy.
"Listen, power ranger, I don-- ..."
He just scoffed and walked away while she was talking! Why that... Did he even hear her insulting name just then? It defeated the purpose of saying it if he didn't hear it!
"..."
"..."
Well hello to you too, floating match-box!
Feint let out a sigh as HeatMan strolled passed her; she was just on edge at this point, everything was going to tick her off in one way or another. But she couldn't let that jeopardize the mission. Looks like she'd have to do the unspeakable and get over it.
As she took a step forward, her head snapped back at the sudden earth-bending going on nearby. Looks like those three weren't here for the same reason as her after all. No sense in interfering in that nonsense anyway; Feint continued her trot toward the small group gathering at the gates.
A man in a black jumpsuit, a hovering lighter, and a... guy. With large metal pylons on his back.
And so her mission was underway.
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Post by Snakeskin on Oct 5, 2014 0:04:04 GMT -8
At the sight of the red sniper's dot on his visor, Xyzillentz... threw an aimless middle finger salute high into the air at whoever it was messing with him this time and kept walking. If this person had to power to blow his head off - which he doubted - so be it, but he wasn't going to stop just because someone he couldn't see wanted him to. As he approached the gate, a group of demonic Dark Dimension guards tensed their muscles and prepared to block his entry - until one of them, a six-horned commander, held out an arm to prevent the others from striking.
"Wait! That's Ziz... zai... zilense? That's the advisor chosen by Lord Samhain!"
A three-horned subordinate spoke up next. "But he's been away from the island since before Governor Xion took back his throne! What if he's working with Xezzukhz?"
"Well then we should let him in," the commander responded, "so that he can liberate the colony from Xion's occupation!"
"Hold on!" Another of the lesser demons interjected. "I thought we were supporting Xion? I mean, he WAS Lord Samhain's original choice."
"Yes, but Samhain decreed Xezzukhz the new governor after Xion abandoned us!"
"Only after Exeezielehnts here told him to! And besides, Xion came back, didn't he? Xezzukhz is the one who abandoned us now!"
"Huh, have I been pronouncing your name wrong this whole time?"
"Shut up, bolt-boy."
"But Lord Samhain never approved Xion's retaking of the throne! He shouldn't even be a citizen anymore!"
"He made himself a citizen when he became governor again!"
"But how did he become governor again if he wasn't even a citizen!?"
Balling his hands into tight, furious fists, Xyzillentz let loose a small stream of poison gas from his chest-vent. Not enough to cause any serious damage; just enough to overwhelm them with its stench and get them all to stop jabbering for a moment. It worked flawlessly, sending them all into coughing and gagging fits and bringing the argument to an abrupt end. Once they were beginning to regain their composure, he spoke.
"Has Xion actually fired me?"
"Well - *cough* - he did hire a new advisor..."
"Not what I asked."
"Technically, I guess not..."
"Has he revoked my citizenship?"
"No..."
"Well then," Xyzillentz said, crossing his arms sternly, "Xezzukhz hasn't fired me, and Xion hasn't fired me, so it doesn't matter one fancifully flying f*** which one of them is governor, does it? I still work here and you're going to let me through. Understood? Or are those horns jutting into your tiny little imp-brains?"
"...understood, Advisor sir. Welcome back. We'll let you through immediately."
"Good." The darkloid pointed to ElecMan. "Lightning smurf here is with me." Then he made a broad, dismissive gesture to everyone else behind him on the beach. "I have no idea who any of those people are."
"Well sir," the commander said as he pointed to Jax, "that one there is-"
"I also don't care."
"-er, yes sir. We'll open that gate now, sir."
Xyzillentz and ElecMan remained stationary, the advisor tapping his foot and tossing up sand with his toes as he waited for the demons to unseal the entrance to the colony.
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