With Downpour already careening toward him, ready to do his best to tear him apart, AirMan's eyes glint in superiority and his hands clench into fists. It's time to show the puppy just what he's asking for.
AirMan: No, you won't.
The full force of AirMan's torrent is laid bare against Downpour, completely overriding his forwar momentum and blowing him away before he could even get close to the wind-elemental. All the while, the continued torrent of power sweeps around Downpour, slowly wearing away at his energy as the slicing winds whip around him furiously.
Post by Phreezey Breeze on Jul 2, 2014 19:40:19 GMT -8
As the air tossed Downpour around, he kept himself under control, not daring to yell or scream during the wild wind whipping...
As he finally hit the ground, tumbling and rolling to a stop, he slowly regained his balance, realizing that melee range would not work...
"Forgive me for this!"
Downpour immediately whipped his Vulcan-Like buster, seemingly made of ice, and began to unload rounds upon rounds on Airman, trying to, not kill him, but incapacitate the soon-to-be friend... As he fired, he began to strafe to the right...
AirMan holds his position against Downpour's assault. The mutt had figured out that close-ranged moves are useless, AirMan had to hand him that much. However, it looks like he thought that long-ranged attacks would be entirely effective...
AirMan: Ho HO! And what makes you think that you can, boy?!
...and now it's time to show him the error of his ways. With a sudden increased gust, AirMan pulls down a tree from the side of the clearing, causing it to whip around in front of him. The icy shots impact the uprooted plant, glazing it over with ice and causing it to shatter into smaller chunks of frozen wood before AirMan blows them out of his way.
AirMan: I can keep this up all day, boy. But you are going to be swept away long before that!
AirMan breaks his solid stance by raising his hands to the sky as the winds directly before him swirl and kick up through the rest of the raging storm. After a moment, a set of thin cyclones appear, drilling into the ground as they sway and ungulate in the winds, yet refrain from actually moving. That is, of course, until AirMan thrusts his hands forward palms first. This move seems to signal to the tornadoes and causes them to begin moving forward at various speeds, blanketing the field as they approach Downpour with the intent of blowing him away.
Post by Phreezey Breeze on Jul 3, 2014 19:56:27 GMT -8
Downpoud had finally dealt with this guy's crap for too long! He'd been insulted several times... something began to boil deep within the Navi's coding, and if Airman could feel any bit of data fluxing, he'd feel it, too...
Downpour had gone Primal, almost feral looking...
"AAAAGH! RAA! RAA! EAAAGH!"
Downpour was now seemingly out of control, his code began to rapidly regenerate... Mending his visor and his wounds from being tossed about... As Downpour charged at Airman once again, he didn't leap of the ground, rather, digging his claws into the ground as he blitzed at the turbine navi, to try and ensure he didn't get swept away again, as he got close, he barked! The bark was a powerful chill, one that if it's sound wasn't stopped, it would most likely topple Airman...
The primal appearance came out within Downpour as he charged in with vengeance in his eyes. The show was spectacular, one of wild abandon and erupted emotions.
It told AirMan that he was winning.
In control of the battlefield, AirMan continues his torrent against Downpour, laughing with a sinister joy as the feral Navi prepared for yet another close-ranged attack. Such raw futility! Hadn't he learned that he has no way to lay a claw on- Cleaver little! AirMan didn't think to bring in anything to block Downpour's attack, as he thought that the next blow would naturally be deflected, but the strange nature of this "bark" almost shocks the blue Navi as he stumbles back slightly from the frigid burst. In spite of the power of his sonic blast, Downpour was unable to topple AirMan, though it did throw him aback for a moment. An issue, however, that was easily rectified.
AirMan's eyes turn from cocky to serious in response to Downpour's assault. Now's not the time to just blow hot air, now's the time to sow the wind and reap the whirlwind!
The winds continue to pick up, wearing away at Downpour even more with each passing moment as AirMan re-plants his footing and glares up from behind the exhaust to his fan with red and yellow eyes. The annoyance had been doing his best to be a threat, so the best response is to show just how threatening this one-Navi storm can be. With a sudden burst of wind, AirMan once again creates a vacuum before his fan, allows it to collapse, and then allows it to explode in a forward line. However, the wind navi doesn's stop here. He performs this attack again, and again, and again. Each time, the chaotic storm around Downpour grows more and more violent as explosive bursts of air rock the battlefield, causing hurricane-force winds to blast out from unexpected directions across the forest.
Post by Phreezey Breeze on Jul 9, 2014 7:38:54 GMT -8
Downpour, with his claws sank in had reared back, rather than unleashing another bark, let loose something that could tear the very code around him apart...
The Primal force, the sheer power of this howl, it was ungodly and holy at the same time, purging the code around him, leaving a crater, unless Airman had somehow managed to move, and fast, away from the dog, he too, would be left in this crater... The sheer blinding light, the awe-inspiring destruction, the blast... All of it, tearing everything apart around him...
In the center of this small crater, wide but not deep, lay Downpour, unconscious, barely, breath escaped from him, he wasn't dead, as navis don't die they delete, but that's what it seemed like now...
Another bark? What, did he think that this was some kind of a game? Like AirMan would fall for the same trick twice in a row. Planting his feet and leaning in, he prepares for the icy bar-....howl? ....crap. AirMan's eyes widen as he realizes. If a bark did that much, then a howl would..... OK, not the time to run calculations, more like the time to get the heck outta' dodge. Unplanting his feet, AirMan erratically flies back at the edge of the blast-radius. The debris and energy slam into him, but he manages to take it virtually unscathed. That is, of course, until he hits the ground.
AirMan lands hard onto the ground. His air intake plants first, causing a cloud of grass and dirt to fly everywhere. Realizing this, AirMan quickly shuts down his engine and lets himself lie in silence for a moment. That did not feel good. It takes awhile, but AirMan finally gets up. Dazed, he grabs his head and begins to shake it, trying to get his bearings. And that's when he hears the whimpering words from the crater.
...he'd won. He knew that he would, but it felt great just the same.
With a limp, AirMan walks over to the lip of the crater crater, steps inside, and looks down at Downpour's nearly lifeless body. The annoyance, the irritation, done with. And all that remains now is the finishing blow; both literally and figuratively.
AirMan's fan activates, blowing a strong breeze onto Downpour's body as AirMan continues to laugh under his breath, looming over the dog-Navi like an executioner and enjoying every moment of it. As the winds very slowly picked up, AirMan thought to himself; what would be this shattered Navi's breaking point? Just how strong would the winds need to be? Just how long would the tornado need to tear at him? Just how powerful would the explosion need to-
The fan stops and AirMan takes a step back, startled by this sudden memory. It shocks him, leaves him unsure of himself. Unsure of what to make of it. That day... it was one failure after so many successful jobs. After the fortunes that the two of them had made for Gospel.... he could still hear his operator's scream, still remember the split second before he was gone forever.
Weakness. One show of weakness. That's all it took. Arashi and AirMan paid the price. But now, should this pathetic hunk of data pay for one mistake as well?
...AirMan cursed himself at his answer.
With a rough hand and a grip that reveals his anger, AirMan lifts Downpour by the arm and throws the larger Navi over his shoulder, dragging his feet behind as he exits the crater and walks toward the nearest city; Element City.
AirMan: Fool. There's no profit in this, no advantage for me. Count yourself very fortunate that I don't simply sell your mangled corpse back to those who search for you.
Post by Phreezey Breeze on Jul 10, 2014 6:45:43 GMT -8
"No... Get off of me..!"
Downpour shook and writhed in Airman's grip, flopping to the floor again... Rising, wobbly and weak, Downpour barely stood...
"You... You're just a big bully..! Throwing... Throwing people around! N-Nothing better to do than to try and knock around people like me who never had a chance!"
He pointed a finger at Airman and continued...
"You wouldn't know what it's like to be on the run, everyone around you, everyone you care about hating you or dead!"
His anger was clear, but more controlled...
"Sure, I may try and be a good boy, and a bit simple, but deep inside, I want to try and do something! Better this place! Unlike you, you're almost like a Darkloid, with your high-tech bells and whistles, and your fancy Homepages... I never got that! I was never given a life!"
He snarled a bit, but almost fell over, slowly bringing himself up again...
"You don't understand what it's like to lose something you held dear! I lost those that kept me safe! They died because of those that 'who search for me'..."
Downpour mocked Airman's voice in that last tone before continuing...
"I've had friends, family, the love of my life, all deleted because these jerks want to get to me! Want to take me back! I'm a mistake, and you're not helping at all!"
Tears began to flow again, this time in hatred and spite, rather than in sorrow...
"You just run around, exploiting everyone around you like some big-shot tycoon! You save a life and ask for money! I bet your creators are SO proud of you!"
Downpour fell over, completely fell, and stumbled to try and get back up...
"You don't know what it's like to be hated... You don't know what it's like to lose something you loved, I lost a community of friends, I tried to shut it out, to repress it, but then YOU roll along... Knocking me around like some big bully... You monster... No one loves me, no one cares for me, and what do you do? You do what they want you to do! Trying to delete me! You're no better than the soulless pawns that run at me!"
With Downpour free from his grasp and spouting as much acid as possible, AirMan just rolls his eyes and remains unwavering. He remains this way until the dog-Navi trips. AirMan then begins a slow, deliberate stroll towards Downpour, fairly casually at that.
AirMan: Yes, yes. I'm a bad man and you've had a bad life.
AirMan then leans down into the debris that Downpour fell into; a drift from the previous battle filled with branches, rocks, and all other rubble.
AirMan: But you know what? I'm going to be a good guy right now. Ho-ho! Yes! I am going to tell you what to do now, and it just happens to be what the rest of the world has already done!
AirMan then leans in close and looks Downpour right in the eye, his gravelly, dark voice resounding with a much deeper tone at such a short distance.
AirMan: ...get over yourself.
What was that? Everything suddenly went dark.... all that's left now is silence.... and pain. A pain in the head. AirMan must have done this! While bent over, he must have grabbed a rock or branch and used it for a sneaky knock-out blow. What a dirty fighter!
Post by Phreezey Breeze on Jul 15, 2014 6:15:46 GMT -8
Downpour's vision was buggy, he could hardly make anything out of his surroundings, he knew he was laying down, and that he'd been here for a while, as he felt heavier than usual... Trying to get back on his feet (and his hands, as he didn't like walking on two legs), he stumbled, still in a daze...
Seeing Downpour begin to regain his balance, the figure steps back and into the light.[smear:000000] Standing just under six feet, a powerful figure stands. Golden armor lined with black and silver is covered by an onyx shell on his back, shining like polished metal. His face is covered by a mask of sorts, covering all but a pair of large, red eyes that gaze out with a serious expression. Above this, the Navi's most note-worthy features take center stage; a set of massive, powerful horns set vertically atop his head. The larger of the two rises from his black shell and shines with the same tone, curving forward, while the second is golden and ground to an axe-blade in the front, curved back. Overall, the Navi has an obvious insectoid design, one inspired heavily by the Hercules beetle, and judging from his stout, strong build, he likely has the sheer power to match.[/smear:FFD700]
I'm Gravity Beetle, an ONB commander. The ONB got a call that said that someone had been injured here; I assume that someone is you.
Post by Phreezey Breeze on Jul 19, 2014 18:16:00 GMT -8
Downpour got back on all fours properly, and shook himself like a dog would...
"Gah, sorry about that cop, my name's Downpour, and some big fan-guy attacked me, kept laughing like Santa, it was really weird, he kept making me feel bad, and saved my life from Companionship For Net, they want me back, but I won't let 'em! Hahaha!"
Downpour trotted over happily and sat down next to this ONB Commander, leaning his head against the Beetle's leg...
"So Gravity Beetle, why do you worry about poor ol' me? No one cares for me, even the fan-guy said it, I think my logs have a few strewn out files of his voice..."
Downpour then reached into some sort of databank that always ran, and selected an audiolog titled 'Not Fun times with Box Fan Guy'...
"My memories are recorded, it's a feature."
The recording was cut into a segment that Downpour could show the commander...
"... Ho-ho, I'll discuss business a bit more while you... *CRRRZZZSH*"
"Oops, I broke the file, I can try and fix it later, does that give you an idea?"
Listening to Downpour's description, and then the bit of audio clip that he still had, Gravity Beetle rolls his eyes and groans. He knew who the dog-Navi's assailant was.
Gravity Beetle: It looks like you ran into AirMan. He's a two-bit hood who's set up a racket in these woods. I've been trying to get him for a month, but he's a lot slipperier than he looks. Probably from all the slime he's in.
Gravity Beetle mumbles to himself. Why does everything have to be so difficult? Bah, no matter. The Navi here is the prime conscern.
Gravity Beetle: Alright, downpour. Any idea why AirMan did this to you?
Post by Phreezey Breeze on Jul 22, 2014 13:18:11 GMT -8
"Well, there was this thing where I hugged him and he kept saying in a mean voice 'Don't touch me boy' so I assumed since I'm a dog he was talking to someone else and he started hitting me, it stopped then I got knocked out after he said some mean things..."
Downpour shook his head and sighed....
"But why do you care about me? No one loves me, the mean Fan-ta Claus said so, and the big meanies with the illegal data, and everyone around me... It's not fair, nothing's fair."
Downpour sighed, a small tear forming...
"I gotta just face it, people either want you to hit them with your hips, want to hurt you, or just don't care... I don't like the world, I just need someone I can have that understands what it's like to lose communities of friends to Companionship for Net... Bunch'a meanies..."
Gravity Beetle blinks a few times, a blank stare on his face. Downpour obviously needs consolation of some form, but Gravity Beetle.... yeah. Awkwardly, Gravity Beetle pats Downpour on the back a bit harder than he should, looking around as he does so.
Gravity Beetle: ...um.... there, there. I'm sure that everything will.... be fine? Yeah. I'm sure.