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Post by Hellbreaker on Oct 30, 2015 17:20:43 GMT -8
Single Judge Story Mode Off Version Bonus On Version range 1-3 Intro 2, Battle 4, Outro 2
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Post by ~Divine|<3|Heart~ on Oct 30, 2015 19:49:51 GMT -8
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Challenge...V3.
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Post by ~Divine|<3|Heart~ on Oct 31, 2015 0:51:53 GMT -8
+++HeatMan.EXE+++
“Baby one, two, three! Get that referee!” _______________________________________________________
There was a pungent smell of burnt wood. It was mistakable by not only just smell, but sight. The black, charred pieces of wood riddled the Green area's field. The deep forest area was burned in the center leaving the many smokey black or and partially burnt bodies of punk NetNavis, local Netbattlers, and the likes of other NetNavis that were tucked and tired behind some of the safe (if possible) partially destroyed trees that were stumps and stubs that were smoking.
"Fizzles..." the flames shot from the mouth of the box-figure in the middle of the carnage, "You all came trying to battle and learn about my stlye, but you all turn out to be fizzles! Not a full on wildfire! None of you can hold a candle to my fiery spirit!"
The spectators watched in horrifying awe, but would one believe that this was a usual? The sleek box-shaped NetNavi in the middle of the area floated about, touching the icon on the chest of a few NetNavis and logging them out. With each touch of the icon, there was a mumble or set of words delivered to the Net Operators or whomever the programs belonged to.
"You think too much. Too cold." he said to one.
"Your fighting style is not igniting!" he said to another.
"Firey, but not fiery enough!" he said to one last NetNavi.
The field was clear once again and the edges of the forest had prying eyes. Their feet did not go past the line, and the beady fiery eyed NetNavi could see this. He had made it clear that no NetNavi would walk past that border unless they were a challenger, and so he was sure he saw not a single foot step beyond the line. Things would get "hot" he warned them if they happened to do so.
"Not a lot heat here!" he thought.
There was not much to expect from a bunch of generic NetNavis after all, and so the box-formed NetNavi turned to the crowd. Everyone knew him well to be holding his casual "classes" which, at this point, was nothing but a voluntary creamation to anyone who would challenge this fiery NetNavi.
"I am still fired up!" the NetNavi called to the circle of spectators, "I am ready for another challenger! Who out there is feeling hot under the collar?"
One of the oldest fire-based programs, HeatMan, floated in the scorched forest patch awaiting for his next challenger.
______________________________________________________ “Because he can get that knockout!”
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Post by Hellbreaker on Oct 31, 2015 6:23:59 GMT -8
Fulgur watches from the crowd as the navis are beaten. Wow, this guy...he was plently impressive... A small smile appears on his face. The young navi really wanted to test himself against Heatman...With a determined nod, he moves through the crowd...
Heatman would see a small frame, covered in sleek gray armor step out.As a long red cloak drifts behind him, a pair of eyes, one gold and one blue, examine the feiry navi as hair a patchwork of blue and white drifts in the breeze.
Fulgur tilts his head.His soon to be opponent was rather like a lighter...But he could suppose that was fitting. Smiling shyly, the young navi bows."Uhm....Greetings....I-if you don't mind, I'd like t-to face you."
Intro 1.
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Post by ~Divine|<3|Heart~ on Oct 31, 2015 22:12:45 GMT -8
+++HeatMan.EXE+++
“Baby one, two, three! Get that referee!” _______________________________________________________
"Heh?"
The greeting was not what caught his attention. Rather, it was the very fact there was a single body breaking away from the whole that was the spectators surrounding them. HeatMan had opened his mouth, showing the glow of the flames that he breathed as they escaped between his jagged teeth that formed the opening. His burning eyes and gauntlet hands shifted to face the form. His beedy eyes stared while his hands pressed the ground the turn his body around to complete his revolution.
"He doesn't sound too hot...but..."
HeatMan thought this as he looked to the distant crowd. The NetNavi had walked far considering that no one else had even dared put their foot across the charred line that made the circle they stood in. The NetNavi gave his props to the lone form before him who stated his challenge. It all came with a frontal tilt of his body symbolical of a nod of the head and his burning gauntlet-like hands that brimmed a mighty flame that roared showing his excitement.
"Greeting to you too!" his voice roared with equal excitement, "Finally! Someoone gathered their spirit enough to step over the line! I, HeatMan, do not mind a challenge at all from anyone! Just do not flicker and go out before we even start to get things cooking!"
HeatMan's hands lowered with a slam to the ground. Soothe and ash flew from around him as a burst of heat was like a breeze to him that scattered the remains. Thus, a clear and pure soil was exposed under the fiery NetNavi as if a spotlight was cast upon him. His jagged teeth parted slightly as he stared at this NetNavi, readily. He did not plan a sneak attack, come with a menacing and brutal force, or even gauge him taunts or egotistical ramblings.
After all, his bravery to stand before him said enough.
"Are you ready, NetNavi?" HeatMan warranted.
It was only proper to do so; he was about to take the NetNavi for a ride.
______________________________________________________ “Because he can get that knockout!”
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Post by Hellbreaker on Nov 1, 2015 5:33:44 GMT -8
Fulgur calmly waits while Heatman thinks. He hoped he didn't get rejected...That would be embarrassing, though its happened before. Just cause he was the equivalent of a kid didn't mean he couldn't fight, dang it...
Then he gets focus back as the navi before him seems to nod(sort've), greeting him. Fulgur nods, smiling slightly."A-an honor to meet you, Mr. H-heatman....I hope I d-dont disappoint.Uhm, I'm F-Fulgur Anima."
He tilts his head as his opponent's hands slam into the ground, creating a whoosh as heated air sends his cloak twining around.He turns around, walking away a short distance, and turns back to the navi as his Wolf Buster deploys, lightning crackling along it's jaws as the headband around his head unfolds into a helmet. His still visible eye looks at Heatman with excitement, and his mouth curls into a smile."Ready when you are, sir!!I look forward to this!" Here we go...an opportunity to prove himself.
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Post by ~Divine|<3|Heart~ on Nov 2, 2015 8:25:31 GMT -8
+++HeatMan.EXE+++
“Baby one, two, three! Get that referee!” _______________________________________________________
"Is that so, huh? Heh-heh..."
Flames escaped from the mouth of the box-shaped NetNavi as he chuckled. His hands lowered slightly, as if alluring the eyes of anyone who was watching. They seen these hand motions before, just before the field became a wasteland. His beedy eyes narrowing to a near close while a killing intent entered. The gauntlets burst into a synical flame around his wrists and suddenly they were pulled back in a snatch.
"I hope you look forward to feeling the HEAT!!!"
*VWOOSH....BOOM!!!*
Wth one thurst of his arms, the ground before HeatMan burst into flames. The debris from the ground flew every which way as if a volcano was erupting. The stream of fire brandched from one, then two, and then three meter wide waves of fire that combed across the terrain. The target in the midst of the wide attack. Beyond the roar of the fire, HeatMan's laughter could be heard as the inferno reflected into his beedy eyes.
"So long, Navi! Heh-heh..."
HeatMan laughed lowly and soundly in a mixture of exhilliration and disappointment. Another NetNavi lost to his fiery onslaught...or so he assumed.
______________________________________________________ “Because he can get that knockout!”
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Post by Hellbreaker on Nov 2, 2015 11:08:26 GMT -8
".....Sorry, sir, but I'm afraid it won't be that easy."
The flame fades enough for Heatman and the crowd to see Fulgur, protected by a Spartan aspis of pure green energy.As it cracks and fades, the young navi stands up from his crouch, sizzles and smoke coming from the top of his helmet."That was very close...I was lucky. But, now here I come!!!"
He holds out his arm, lightning crackling down it and gathering in the palm of his hand. It quickly forms into the shape of a spear, and Ful balances it on his hand before whipping his arm toward Heatman, sending the weapon streaking towards the feiry navi, Zzzzaps filling the air. Right after he throws, Fulgur runs at his opponent, firing out concentrated balls of lightning before forming a Kopis from his buster. If he got close enough, the young navi would rapidly strike at Heatman's chest.
Battle 1
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Post by ~Divine|<3|Heart~ on Nov 2, 2015 11:49:26 GMT -8
+++HeatMan.EXE+++
“Baby one, two, three! Get that referee!” _______________________________________________________
"Electricity..."
The display caught HeatMan's full attention. More on that little detail he would have to mention later and he gave note of it. The next little detail was the spear that was launched in his direction and closing in quickly. Raising his palms, HeatMan lunged himself out of the direction of the spear as he leapt his box shaped form to the right. His eyes staring with amusement as his jagged teeth parted sending out a breath of flame.
"Sseems like I'm not the only hot-head here. You-eh?"
A quick follow-up.
HeatMan had no time to get out the way of the balls of lightning. His arms acrossed before his body as the NetNavi's icon was shielded from view. His eyes opening widely as there was a cry that emitted from his jagged mouth. The breath of flames and streaming gauntlets had begun to burst from his body. The balls of lightening had dissipated as the fires nullified them from the jet of flames...almost completely. His body felt a slight impact from one of the bolts. He shuttered slightly and stammered backward as his box-like form rocked backward.
"He got one good hit in..."
HeatMan's body was burning hot, but yet he was moving as if he was perfectly fine. The box-shaped NetNavi could see the incoming weapon, but had very room to move. His eyes narrow as he made one decisive movement to deflect the weapon: his body motioning forward, he leaned forth as the top of his box form snapped shut, as he attempted to deflect the weapon downward while he himself had seem to compact himself into a box.
"You're good," HeatMan's voice echoed from inside of the box, "Things are not as near as hot as they can get!"
HeatMan's arms retracted quickly as his body flew up ward and then down in a quick slam. With that, a burst of fire released from beneath the ground that raced in all directions. The inferno came to a calm, but the field smelt of smoldering rock and soil. The lava field burst upward in streams of steam that scorched anything...except for HeatMan who seemed to revitalized as the box top opened revealing the fiery eyes of the NetNavi.
HeatMan laughed as the blaze along his body raged on. His body raged with energy, not just because of the field, but the battle itself.
______________________________________________________ “Because he can get that knockout!”
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Post by Hellbreaker on Nov 2, 2015 13:24:12 GMT -8
"My apologies, I'm a little excited to be facing you." Fulgur's mouth twitches up slightly, and his eyes widen at the breath. Wow...it stopped most of his Yips...That was pretty impressive..
The boy blinks as his sword is deflected with a maneuver, though Heatman spares him a compliment."Thank you, sir. I'm glad I've managed to impress you a little." Then comes the second part. Ful blinks, bracing himself, and just in time.He hops up as fire races out, but a column of steam consumes him with a hiss.
"Aaaaaarrrgh!!" His small form, steam floating up, drops to the ground, and he kneels, weaving."That...hurt..." Shaking his head, Fulgur takes a breath, breathing in streamers of the environments latent electricity. Enough of the scalds under his armor heal that he's able to stand, and so he does, raising his buster."Not done yet!!" Charging a shot, he attempts to punch Heatman with his buster, releasing the shot and sending him flying. If it worked, he'd send a distracting barrage of Yips after his opponent, following up with a Spear thrown at the side.
Battle 2
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Post by ~Divine|<3|Heart~ on Nov 2, 2015 14:39:09 GMT -8
+++HeatMan.EXE+++
“Baby one, two, three! Get that referee!” _______________________________________________________
An impact to the chest? It was so sudden!
HeatMan opened his mouth as an ember escaped from the impact. It was not the punch itself that caught him off guard, but yet it was the power behind it. HeatMan heard something amidst the chaos. The blast of a buster, right? The NetNavi chuckled slightly as his box-like form slid against the terrain. His gauntlets dugged into the molten soil as he furrowed his brown in amusement.
"Such original technique." he thought, "That punch I could shrug off, but he got me with the buster. I didn't expect it. Maybe this won't be just a fizzle."
A puff of smoke escaped his jagged teeth in a thin stream. The NetNavi hit his icon: a vital point for any NetNavi in combat. He was careless and it might have cost him if he had not gathered his strength. HeatMan did not take long to come to his senses as he looked to the streaming electrical bolts headed to his direction. His right hand lifted as the center of his palm with an opening within it expelled a single ball of fire that flew forth. A signature favorte, a heat shot blast, had flew forth and exploded in a cross formation that caused for the rest of the distracting blasts to be dispelled.
"Hmm?"
Something coursed through the flames!
The spear that ran through the blasts of fire had parted them leaving HeatMan to watch for the incoming projectile. "That won't work a second time!" HeatMan thought this as he raisesd his arms to eye level a clinched a metal fist with his gauntlets. The flames from his body exploded outward as the blast sent the spear twirling off course and a shockwave of fire sent in every direction and subsiding just before it could reach the spectaters.
"Not so hot now, huh?" HeatMan barked, "You had a good opening, but now you're getting dull!"
He was not taunting, but rather help. There were crazy amounts of danger on the net. He would know! The NetNavi admired each of the fallen NetNavis and even this one for trying, but he knew he would have to teach them a lesson. Eventually, when playing with fire, they would be burnt, and this applied to rushing into situations thinking you were hot stuff only to be put out by threats on the net bigger than their small world and inferior tactics.
"No more playing hot potato!" HeatMan warned as they had been trading blow for blow, "It's time I burned you to an oblivion! ATOMIC FIRE!!!"
A powerful blast of flames exploded upward from HeatMan in the shape of a pillar. From the explosion a rain of fireballs had fallen from the sky. This same attack was used to wipe the other NetNavis out all at once, but never used on one single opponent. One by one, four large balls of flame accurately rained down to strike his challenger like meteors. Upon impact, each one landed causing a pillar of flame to rise up skyward either seperating HeatMan from his target or causing an eruption that would catch the poor Navi in his tracks.
______________________________________________________ “Because he can get that knockout!”
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Post by Hellbreaker on Nov 2, 2015 18:02:00 GMT -8
Fulgur pumps his fist. Heck yeah, it hit!!!!Then he winces, shifting from foot to foot. By the Code, this was hot...Here's hoping it ends soon.Frowning in slight disappointment as his attacks fail to hit, the young navi nods, hearing the advice in what others might take as taunts.Ful had to get clever with it....Glancing at the molten ground, his mouth twitches into a mischievous smile. Hmmm...how well does it splash?
But those plans had to be put on hold for a short bit.Fulgur,hearing the warning, tenses, getting ready to move. As the first fireball comes the young navi dodges with a roll, running from the second. On the third he uses a shield. But, on the fourth, he's hit."Aaaaaaaaaaaah!!!!" That really,really hurt...The attack fades, and Fulgur's swaying form was revealed. His armor was ruptured and cracked from the sheer heat, and steam rose up from the openings like they were vents.
He staggers, seeming about to fall, but catches himself, both eyes gleaming in raw determination. He....he wasn't giving up that easy!!!Grunting, the navi raises his buster as the tattered, ember lined remnants of his cloak swirl around him. Ful then beguns firing at.....the ground in front of his opponent?! As lava splashes up into Heatman's face, he begins charging. Hopefully the goopy mess of hot earth cling long enough.
Battle 3
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Post by ~Divine|<3|Heart~ on Nov 2, 2015 19:07:33 GMT -8
+++HeatMan.EXE+++
“Baby one, two, three! Get that referee!” _______________________________________________________
"Not clever eno-ugh..."
As HeatMan picked up his arms ready to counter, there was a delay. The NetNavi reached to the center of his chest, touching upon the icon that was there. Cracked and slightly twisted, the box-shaped NetNavi had stroked the icon slightly. "Not so hot now..." the NetNavi had said with a chuckle. The NetNavi's flame grew weak and feeble for the first time in the battle. He laughed louder and more maniacally.
"Now I'm really fired up!"
Clenching his fists and thrusting his arms back, HeatMan had reignited his flames in a haste. With a roar as loud as the inferno bursting from the field and the previous columns of fire, he thrust his arms forth. "HEAT WAVE!!!" With a cry, there was a blast of vapors from HeatMan's finger tips that raced forth with the velocity of a shockwave aand the temperature of a scorching sun. The columns of fire that burst upward bent and flexed with the wave as they converged to one spot. The steam swept over the field being carried by the battering breeze.
"Sorry! You done well!" HeatMan complimented, "But this is where I Turn you into ashes! AFTERBURN!!!"
A second burst of heat raced behind the first wave. As the two waves pushed across the field, the lava that was tossed was long dissipated. All the lava on the stage was sent towards the direction towards the Navi in mounting waves. With columns of fire, waves of lava, and bursting steam were sent towards the lone navi; the insides of a volcano sent speeding towards him...
"Only one NetNavi comes to mind when my blood gets boiling like this."
He thought this with a look of empathy as he pushed the wave forth.
______________________________________________________ “Because he can get that knockout!”
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Post by Hellbreaker on Nov 2, 2015 19:37:21 GMT -8
The boy raises his charged buster. Though it was nowhere near full level, hopefully this Wolf Roar will win him the fight...He fires, a concentrated beam of lightning coming out and stealing towards Heatman. Unfortunately, Fulgur's knee buckles, and it's off target.
Too damaged and worn out to do otherwise, Fulgur clenches his jaw, bracing himself for the attack that was heading towards him.It hits, and a loud,pained yell raises forth.After that, he could be seen lying on the ground, clearly beaten and burned.
Battle 4
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Post by Hellbreaker on Dec 11, 2015 9:08:35 GMT -8
May someone judge this?^^
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