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Post by "Bill" on Oct 24, 2011 20:29:59 GMT -8
[bgcolor=indigo][glow=white,2,500]*Embera could feel the burning sensation in her back as the orbs flew in. It burned, but the real damage wasn't until her gut met with the navi's foot. Her body had dropped slightly into the blow, so that the boot hit her square in the chest. Embera immediately gasped, she could feel the very spines of the Somnium Cross enter her body completely. Like that, she was entirely unconscious as her body flew across the battlefield. Without moving, it could be clearly seen that Embera had fallen into a slumber. As the nightmares began filling her brain, she began to scream in pure horror as the recurring events played into her mind, and she went limp again. Before long however, Embera's chest began to glow and the heat within her radiated out even hotter than ever. Fully recovered, stronger even, Embera glared at the Destroyer.*[/glow]
[glow=00D2E8,2,500] Embera: Good morning...My values???...Is there anything wrong with...having fun?
*Embera had grown a sick smile on her face, and even faster than before, appeared inside of the purple breaker's guard, and delivered a powerful uppercut to his jaw, launching him skyward. While he was airborn, Embera jumped up almost fifteen feet above him, and began to missile dive down to his chest, rocketing him into the ground below. Relentlessly punching further into the crater, Embera's expression remained, her voice having almost a wicked child's tone to it.*
Embera: C'mon! You said you didn't have to lift a finger, but you're going to die if you keep this up! If I'm so feeble, stop me then![/glow]
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Post by Raven8 on Oct 24, 2011 20:51:43 GMT -8
*Already on guard, Embera's opponent wouldn't be that easy to knock off-guard. As the Solar Empress closes the gap and attacks at point-blank range, the destroyer quickly leans back against the blow, dodging it entirely. With Embera now rocketing skyward and turning on a dime to rain her power down on the destroyer, the same golden spikes that had held her in place moments before launch into the ground and hold the destroyer in place as he crosses his arms and takes the attack full-force, the blow once again sending out a localized shock-wave, yet the destroyer didn't budge an inch.
Time seems to freeze for a moment as both of the destroyer's fists suddenly uncross, both cannons aimed at point-blank range at Embera as a sudden flash explodes out, a set of explosive mines knocking the solar Navi away once again as the destroyer releases the spikes from their ground and shakes his head, once again not following up*
?: Why should I? I'm not the one so obviously trying to proove something....
*The destroyer's arms fold once again as he continues to glare through the solar empress*
?: ....or did you finally suck up to NapalmMan enough to become his newest charity case?
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Post by "Bill" on Oct 24, 2011 21:01:23 GMT -8
[bgcolor=Indigo][glow=00D2E8,2,500]*Embera's smile never faded as she continued to rain down her attacks on the navi. Seeing him block solidly, Embera gets ready to dismount until she sees the barrels in her face.*
Embera: Now now, these just won't do....bye-bye!
*Having her reflexes heightened, she slammed the wrists and thereby the target of the cannons, straight down to the Destroyer's feet before kicking off of the navi himself. With a sickly cheery snicker, Embera stomps her foot into the ground, setting off all of the mines at the Armored one's feet. Through the flash and smoke, a glow could be seen piercing the smoke. Embera had forged a pike of flames, and charged the Purple navi full force before speaking as if in a rage; the same sickly childish voice could still be heard within herself.*
Embera: Don't talk bad about Master Napalm....you'll be sorrrryyy!....Talking about that which you know nothing about...it will get you killed! [/glow]
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Post by Raven8 on Oct 24, 2011 21:16:39 GMT -8
*The blasts did nothing to the destroyer. His armor was designed to absorb his own power, and the attacks themselves were merely powerful enough to blow the solar empress away. Leaping from the crater that had been formed and back near the wall where the solar empress had started the battle, the destroyer takes a rock-solis stance, offering no farther attacks*
?: "Master"? I know more of this Navi than you ever will, and he's nothing. A has-been that can't even hold together his group any longer. Where do you think he's been all this time? He couldn't keep up anymore and got out before he could finally be killed.
*The glare continues, far darker this time..... an air of truth resounds in the destroyer's voice, the forcefulness of his tone absolute*
?: Don't you see?! Your "master", the one you've strived so hard to serve, the Navi who probably doesn't even remember you, gave up. He's a cowering old fool, a hermit somewhere in Hackers Net, trying to escape into the days of glory that he'll never see again.... and you're still trying to put yourself below the trash of this world. Now shut up and show me something that has the power that you've lied about having for so long behind it!
*The gap was nearly closed, yet the destroyer continued to speak, his harsh glare ever-constant as he looks to the solar empress with absolute disgust, awaiting her attack*
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Post by Genesis on Oct 24, 2011 21:19:45 GMT -8
*Genesis looked over to Embera and the Armored Destroyer, he turned to look toward the giant pumpkin instead. Someone had to handle it instead, and since she had taken the Destroyer, he would go for it himself. Aiming his hand and Fate toward it, a barrage of shots were let loose from both before a blast of energy tore loose from his arm, a destructive aura rippling through the area to destroy anything it touched. He closed the distance between himself and the larger machine immediately after as a white light coursed over his sword, dragging Fate through the ground with an attack that held an abnormal force should it connect. The attack seemed to lack power in general, but definitely had grown stronger based on the vitality of the target in question. The weapons it had not mattering to him nor did it deter him.*
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Post by "Bill" on Oct 24, 2011 21:29:17 GMT -8
[glow=white,2,500]*As the words slewn about by the purple navi hit Embera's ears, she went into a complete rage. The Somnium Cross was free from her body, and the spikes became dormant. Her eyes turned to that of a furious monster. Without any hesitation, she grabbed the arm of the Destroyer, before throwing him straight into the pumpkin War Machine. Her eyes unwavering, she uttered no words. It wasn't until she grabbed him by the throat that she spoke again.*
Embera: My power?! I'll kill you for your remarks!
*With that, Embera stepped back from her and threw down her tiara. Within it was her Spooky virus, Wisp. Upon whistling, her faithful steed came by, with staff in his mouth, which freed Cloaks. In pure anger, focused and just as tempered as the steel making the purple navi's armor, Embera created a ball of hot light, and encased her hands before pounding the Armored Destroyer down atop the machine. Without any remorse, or care for the weapon beneath them, Embera's only goal was to eliminate the one under her. As she gripped him and delivered blow after blow, Scruffy immediately tackled into the back of the navi, whilst ten meteors rained down on them. Not giving up Embera turned her fist casings into her purest energy, as concentrated as possible, and motioned to jam it clean through the Destroyer, capable of obliterating any matter that was on the other side.*
Embera: Those who call legends trash, are simple scraps of power. I will not let you berate the navi that spared my life! You die by my hand today!!![/glow]
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Post by Raven8 on Oct 24, 2011 22:00:11 GMT -8
*The rage released from Embera's very being at this point was too much. The destroyer wasn't prepared for this much of a backlash, but he remained defensive in spite of it. As Embera grabs his throat, he simply continues to glare past it all. The attacks of the virus hoard and Embera herself rain like lightning on the steel armor of the destroyer in a flurry of power, yet he somehow manages to fight it off. Blow after blow is blocked by the destroyer's armor and his raw strength.... until the final blow. The obliterating fist of Embera screams to the destroyer like a hawk seeking out its prey, shining as white as the sun that this Navi represents..... this was the attack to finish it.
Thrusting his arm down, the destroyer encases his hand in energy and catches Embera's fist, but is dragged back by the raw force of the blow. The armor on the destroyer's arm that catches the blow becomes bleached, turning shining silver as he glares on with gritted teeth, pushing back against his opponent's oppressive strength enough to barely hold his ground.... but not for long. Knowing that his opponent's superior power would soon overwhelm him, the destroyer fires a mine from the arm that holds off the solar flare, blasting out and knocking the destroyer free from the dead-lock. Smoke rises across the battlefield for several moments, hiding the destroyer from sight for several moments before at last his voice rises above it all again*
?: The most ironic part of this entire confrontation....
*The smoke begins to clear, revealing the outline of the destroyer standing on the far side of the battlefield with one arm pointed to Embera*
?: .... is that you'll never have the intelligence to truly appreciate just how idiotic you truly are.
*As the smoke clears, the Destroyer stands anew... every seam on his body broken open to reveal streams of crimson energy that flow at a rapid pace, the same crimson energy sparking across his form, and the form of a solid black "W" engraved on his forehead where his horns meet. The destroyer now stands on an entirely different level from anyone else on the field, a power rivaling that of Nightwind and far surpassing that of Embera in spite of all of her rage. On the outstretched arm was now a single extended barrel, burning solid white inside. The energy manifest within the brutal Navi reveals the truth; he had literally caught the energy from Embera's final attack and had already infused his own power into it*
?: It's time this battle comes to an end, trash. Your usefulness just ended.
*The destroyer glares past the rifle-barrel on his cannon, locking eyes with Embera to make one final attack.... before turning his arm to the war machine. Reaction was already impossible, and the stage was set. The destroyer had bated the attack out of Embera and had positioned himself close enough that it was impossible to stop his next move. With a single blast, the solar energy, encased in the crimson lightning of the Armored Destroyer's power, fires from the weapon and pierces the war machine, causing it to erupt into a cataclysmic blast that blankets the entire area. The combined power of Embera and the Armored Destroyer had finished the day, with the later already nowhere to be seen*
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Post by Genesis on Oct 24, 2011 22:29:15 GMT -8
"They look like they had plenty of fun together. Time to get started then."
*Sure he had wanted to do the fight himself against the Destroyer, but he was fine so long as someone got some entertainment out of it. Besides, even with his unique capabilities, he couldn't measure how long he could last against the Armored Destroyer in a direct confrontation. He got some interesting notes from the battle, plus it would be interesting fighting at a disadvantage this time, another thing he was fine with too. AirMan obviously wasn't going to be touched by any of his close range attacks no matter how he used them, but that didn't mean he couldn't use them to work as distractions if nothing else worked. He started things off rather simply however, waiting for the cataclysmic blast that blanketed the field. He knew where his target was despite the blinding light, aiming his left arm at AirMan as he summoned up something in his right. Whatever that was vanished, but it looked like a chip of sorts as his left arm morphed into the form of the DarkVulcan, firing off with a barrage of shots before he aimed his right and did the exact same with it. He'd test to see how much the wind could fend off from a distance before he started letting loose with everything else he had.*
*Genesis on the other hand, was near the machine then when Embera had brought the fight closer to his end. He didn't appreciate it coming in the way of his own fight, but that was fine in a sense. Knowing how destructive the Destroyer was at the same time, being this close to it wouldn't be the wisest of options available to him now. Kicking back as he jumped a distance away from the machine to watch the events unfold, he recognized the form that was revealed through the smoke then. They had fought against it before, and it was stronger than any of them could fight in direct combat alone too. That didn't matter to him so much as the weapon that was about to be fired, getting a bit more distance from the machine so that he would be fine from the incoming attack, or as fine as he felt was necessary anyway. As the blast erupted forth, Genesis narrowed his eyes as he attempted to peer through it, raising his arm to aid in his defense as he was blanketed in the blast.*
"One down."
*The Onyx Overlord's body sparked with electricity a few times, but it wasn't nearly as bad as it could have been. A direct hit, or maybe even a passing of the shot could have wiped him out no doubt. He was quick as ever too, moving on to go for the next victim. Looked like Embera gave into rage too during the fight, it was something that was common when meeting the purple armored navi after all. Speaking then rather than simply brushing it off again.*
"You should consider his words for once instead of going into a crazed frenzy."
*It would or wouldn't come as a surprise that Genesis said those words then. To even consider the words of his mortal enemy who was likely the only target he had in life now. Still, Nightwind wasn't far from here and he didn't have any business back here any longer. Those behind could keep fighting one another for all he cared until they were satisfied and moved on themselves. Continuing on himself, they may as well keep up this pace hitting hard until the end. He wasn't disturbed by the fact that the war machine had gotten destroyed by someone else, it was more just an obstacle in the long run that had more or less been given a glorious and fiery end. It couldn't have asked or received anything better.*
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Post by Raven8 on Oct 25, 2011 12:22:58 GMT -8
*The storm Navi didn't much care about the other fight... he already knew that those were two Navis he didn't particularly want to tangle with if he could avoid it.... but the prospect of Xion.... now this was something he could get behind*
AirMan: Ho-HO! So fast to begin.... very well then....
*The turbine engine in AirMan's body screams to life with the sound of a jet-engine. He laughes under his breath as Xion performs the fake-out.... even though he hadn't expected it, the motion was of no use. A split-second before the attack closes the gap to pierce the body of the wind-elemental, a blast of wind surges out from his core, blasting outward like a beam even larger than his own body. The wind literally digs into the ground like a raging tornado and breaks apart the stone tile on the ground, kicking the broken pieces forward and directly into the line of fire. The force does not stop there, however. The beam of air surges forward and engulfs Xion as the wind spreads out in all directions forward of the wind-Navi’s position*
AirMan: So now, let’s see how you fare against the storm!
*The wind, oppressive and omni-present, forces Xion to back away even farther, holding it at bay as the winds begin to merge across the field, spawning a set of small cyclones that quickly rush forward and blanket the field. While weak, their number and disorienting capabilities make them fairly dangerous as they fly forward at various speed to Xion*
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Post by "Bill" on Oct 25, 2011 13:19:47 GMT -8
[glow=white,2,500]*As Embera was blown back from the Destroyer, her eyes had the bloodlust like that of a rabid animal. Seeing his new form, Embera smiled almost softly, seeing the cannon pointed at the machine. Merely assuming a defensive stance, Embera knew what was to come. As the blast hit the machine, she went flying towards Genesis. Landing on her back and bouncing for several feet, she landed no more than ten feet from the Onyx Overlord. Completely dazed and a bit battered, Embera's regeneration systems could recover her vitals and systems back to about half her normal power, and increasing steadily. Looking at Genesis, she managed a few sentences.*
Embera: Hehe......I can't believe it worked....We got the pumpkin to explode. And now you're at one-hundred percent to take on Nightwind. I didn't give into my anger, I just needed all of my power for it to be....owww....thrown into....the machine...I couldn't care less anymore. I just wanted to show that navi and you what I was made of...And I'm satisfied...
*With that little speech, Embera's face relaxed, and she took a knee to catch her breath. She smiled as she stretched her muscles, not only fighting on par for the armored one for most of the fight, but for forcing his maximum power. She could feel her might growing, and now, alongside Genesis, the now reformed Revolution was at max power to take on Nightwind AND Samhain, as well as anyone else in their way.*[/glow]
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Post by Genesis on Oct 25, 2011 18:17:40 GMT -8
*That was interesting enough, using the surroundings to defend against his attack and slam into him too, being pushed off the ground and further across the room before regaining himself and touching on the ground. Even still, he was pushed further back by the wind, crimson eyes glowing. The wind's strength wasn't the issue so much as the effects they would have should they be effective.*
"I'd rather ride it, thanks."
*That would be impossible for most of course, something he would have fun attempting anyway. Darkness covered his left hand, striking it near the edge of one of the tiles before he tossed it up, striking it after as he broke it into several larger pieces and sent them off. Jumping on one of them, he steered it clear of one of the tornadoes, jumping off of it and on to another when it slammed into another of them as he did the same with the next. He jumped off of it again, picking up speed as he continued along the way and avoided the last on the slab of rock, kicking it in the direction of AirMan instead.*
*But seeing as that wouldn't be enough honestly, he continued to move faster, just the red flash from his eyes being left behind to show his movements. He went to several choice locations, but nothing came of them. Instead, six meteors fell from the sky before he held both hands together, arms morphing before they fired off a powerful shot of destruction.*
*Genesis stopped to look back to Embera, looking back forward after with a brief smile. It didn't last long, but Embera would always be who she was. She was a lot of things that anyone could list, but being predictable wasn't one of them most of the time. While she might not have proven the point she wanted to make with the Armored Destroyer with his relentless nature, he could understand what she was trying to get across for once himself.*
"You're bullheaded and quirky, but you're strong without a doubt. Whenever you're ready then."
*He kept on the move then for the so called 'Governer' of Creamland. He supposed not having to use up his strength in a fight with it was the best way to handle the situation. He could save it for Nightwind and Samhain, although he was fairly certain that the Destroyer would stay in that state through the remainder of the battles unless he got tired... yeah, right. Embera had made things quicker by using a lot of her own strength for it. But she never stayed down for long really, so he knew she would be alongside them whenever she felt like moving again. Zane would need to wrap things up too then, they were low on time after all and he still was part of their team, with all of its dysfunctional ways.*
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Post by Zane on Oct 25, 2011 18:39:28 GMT -8
Embera was being as crazy as ever, although the Destroyer blew up that pumpkin like he was setting off fireworks and was gone right after. The blast that was let loose as a result was devastating, something he couldn't put down. He supposed the best way to look at Embera WAS to always consider her crazy, though that wasn't bad either. It was better than having to fight her anyway at the time. While he could have kept on attacking Warrior, he figured there wasn't any point in that.
"Well, she can't blow you up for changing sides now. Just say what you want to do and go with it. Until, I can't be left behind."
He figured that if he was still hesitant, he might want to change sides. If he didn't he would just finish fighting him as planned. With a bit of a rush, he moved along to go and catch up with the others. They had a giant, overconfident tyrant of some variety to take down a few notches.
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Post by Raven8 on Oct 25, 2011 19:18:23 GMT -8
*AirMan saw the attacks this time, but once again he does nothing. The winds continue to pick up with every passing second, forcing everything to back away from him at ever-increasing rates, as could soon be seen. As the meteors fall from the sky, they enter the field of wind created by AirMan and instantly arc away from him, exploding several yards in front of the wind-elemental, knocking up several more panels, and deflecting Xion's following attack. Once again, the azure Navi comes out without so much as a scratch*
AirMan: Has no one yet taught you? It's not wise to ride a tsunami.... you may very well drown!
*The winds once again pick up, slicing at Xion and taking away even more of his power as the storm Navi reaches both hands forward and focuses the prime wind-tunnel created by his fans. The air quickly compresses in on one spot directly in front of his main weapon and explodes, starting a chain-reaction as the position forward of AirMan, an area that lines up perfectly with Xion, bursts from the compressed air currents almost simultaneously exploding along the line, breaking apart the ground even farther with each blast*
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Post by Genesis on Oct 25, 2011 19:37:05 GMT -8
*It was impossible to avoid all of the wind, considering that it was wind after all. But no fight was a challenge or any fun if he didn't have a chance of being hit during it. Looked like he was getting ready for something bigger than normal too, bracing himself as the main weapon of the storm navi in question. He stood through it for a time, breaking off and over to the wall instead as he used his arm to keep himself latched to it.*
"Honestly, I'm not a fan of the cold or water. I'm willing to risk trying it though!"
*His other arm was brought upward, revealing why he had moved around before. From the spots he had traveled along before, purple flames started to rise up before they converged on the turbine-wielding navi in an attempt to tear him apart. While this happened, darkness pooled up from the floor behind the stationary navi, a shadowy figure similar to Xion's own self if he was entirely black and had no eyes glowing beyond the armor he wore rose up partly. It too let off a blast of fire, but only at half the size and aimed at the footing of the navi while more of the meteors came down again too.*
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Post by Raven8 on Oct 25, 2011 20:07:45 GMT -8
*The attacks were unexpected, but AirMan thought little.... his natural ability to push off attacks had been ample to this point, so there was no way anything could break through.... or so he thought. Even as the winds focus on the attack to remove it, the dark flames pierce the winds perfectly, causing the storm Navi's eyes to widen as he quickly braces. The attack lands true and bursts, causing fairly heavy damage and assaulting numerous times until the shadow appears behind to continue.... it's then that the blood-red eyes of this Navi flash, fury rising in his heart at the insult.... so soon an attack managed to land?! The very thought caused a pure rage to rise in AirMan... a rage that he intended to unleash in full force.
Thrusting his arms to the side, AirMan releases another burst of compressed air, forming a massive cyclone around his body that extinguishes the flames taking form and slices through the clone that had formed..... AirMan was now angry*
AirMan: How dare you..... I'll tear your very data apart!!!
*Clenching his fists, AirMan releases another powerful blast of air, flooding the area in an instant, but also doing something less expected. The air moves in a straight line for roughly 20 yards, then suddenly sweeps to the side and spins in a set radius around AirMan. In a matter of seconds, the torrent of wind transforms into a giant cyclone with AirMan in the center. Debris rises skyward as the tornado pierces the cloud-cover overhead, breaking through it and revealing the sun above, giving a strange feeling to the new battlefield... in the center of an area shrouded in the shadows of storm-clouds, a giant cyclone marks the battlefield between two Navis, revealing it to be the only area where the sun now shines, almost as if reality itself had put the spotlight on the battle between these two massive forces.....*
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