The Escapist Avatar Adventure: An Open RP (Now Re-Opened!)

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Melethia, Rugal

As Rugal got over his first Kill in space with the Vostok Laser, Melethia sliced through the cockpits of an Angel hoping to kill what he saw was a machine that was piloted by a little girl. Because honestly, who else would willingly jump out into combat with that kind of machine? After a direct stab to the cockpit of the other man's wingmate, Melethia contacted Rugal as she made his machine get closer to her.

"Wheathair, this is a fight if ya haven't noticed! We gotta focus an' take them down, 'cause they won't be so nice!" It was quite clear that she had put the same level of effort into learning how to pilot as she had into learning the Sonic Boom, and it showed as she darted around, slicing through key points of the fighters and utilizing the Rolling Launchers for support fire when she could.

Slindis, Rugal

The Paladin was becoming more comfortable with the fighting as she launched two Ki blasts shaped like Dragons at the nearest battleships, and Rugal could see the dragons tearing through the battleship like it was made of Tinfoil. [color=c20000]"Rugal, how are you holding up in there?"[/color] As she talked, Rugal could see the Ki radiating from the Drow in the monitor. He could see the woman truly tapping into something here, and she was clearly in the zone.

Tajuh

The man was rapidly tearing holes through the Angelic assault lines, provoking one of the Striders in the command area to say, "That guy's tearing through them like some kind of Tornado... Nothing's touching him!"

Indeed, as all the old learned traits began coming back, Tomoya's forces were quickly learning that this unassuming green machine was one of the greatest threats out in this skirmish. Within the first three minutes of the fight, Tajuh was responsible for the destruction of ten battleships and fifty of their newest fighters without even a scorch on the paint.

"This is too simple... Blue Dragon and Hagane, check your radars for any blank spots on your sensors, stat! I know you scattered out a good number of them before this to blanket the area, so any nonresponse from them should be counted as hostiles moving through the region!"

Devon

As the conflict intensified, he called out to the imps. "Flagrun, Ignis! Launch and provide some covering fire!" They launched and shot at some of those machines getting too close to Teri, and he slashed some of the other machines when he could, still feeling odd in the cockpit.

Lieutenant Coulange, Teri

There was a few machines headed straight for everyone's favorite little cleric, but before she had a chance to respond, a plain blue machine grabbed one of them by the leg and chucked the sunuvabitch at the other two so hard it caused the other two to explode.

"Sorry about the wait, dear, but if I'm gonna head out, I'm gonna come out at my best~"

A look at her camera gave Teri a better look at the machine Coulange was in:
It had a fairly straightforward design, with a clear focus in close range combat.

 

[Diablo1099_v1legacy]

Melethia, Slindis, Rugal

Barely in her teens and yet trading blows with the worst of them... Rugal thought proudly as he saw the Ki Dragons tear though several more ships.
"Wait...Slindis, you did that?!...Wow....*Ahem* Holding up well, Still, if this was in any other place, I'd be doing a lot better. And yourself?" He answered as Tajuh zoomed past, fresh off his killing spree.
Bringing back the Chainsaw Blade, he got to work on some of the ships attempting to tail Tajuh, not that he needed the help but it wasn't unwelcome.
Lieutenant Coulange's appearance also gave him something else to focus on then Space, how much he hated that wanna-be womanizer.

 

[bluecrimson]

Melethia, Slindis, Rugal

Melethia noticed one battleship in particular and called out to Rugal. "Wheathair, Activate the W-I3NK system! I've got an idea here, but it needs ya to do that!"

Rugal thought it over for a moment then hit the button. What harm could it do? After all, he was out... here... in this machine, so it couldn't get any worse. Upon hitting the button, the two machines zoomed to the sides of the battleship. "Okay, activating RHB mode!" Hefore he had much of a chance to retaliate, the words Royal Heart Breaker flashed across the screen as the two machines danced in tandem, demolishing the battleship in the process in a process that would have been overwhelmingly cute if it didn't involve so much stabbing.

Spoiler: Watch this!

After the attack, Rugal was shocked at how so uch death could be wrought out here with him having so little control over it at all.

 

[bluerocker]

Lieutenant Coulange, Teri

Teri took note of this favoring towards close range combat, and began chanting up Shield of Faith once again, [color=0E59E4]

"Get over here, Lieutenant. If you're gonna pull those kind of stunts again, you'll need this. It's not like a certain SOMEBODY won't stop flailing and let me help them!"

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Hey look, Teri's casting Shield of Faith again! Who'd a thunk it? Coulange now has a +3 Deflection bonus against attacks! 24 seconds till another 1st level spell...

Coulange was a little lost as to who the Cleric was fussing about, but did not complain when the buff fell over his armor. Following that, Teri pointed the spear at a horde, and said, [color=0E59E4]

"Now let's go help our comrades! But before we do, I have a simple request.. Please don't call me 'dear'. Only one person does that, and he isn't here right now."

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The Cleric couldn't help but smile at the thought of her currently absent Angel, and readied her systems to test drive some of the attacking systems. There was only so much buffing a girl could do before she got a bit tired of it. With that, she revved up Oto-Hime's thrusters, and wandered towards the fringes of combat. Upon reaching the desired distance, Teri's hands focused over the channeling panel, and called out, [color=0E59E4]

"Garm, Squishy! Go nuts, guys!"

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The support units were easily responsive, and to Teri's surprise, the Oto-Hime drew from her Domain, as well as from some of it's own power, and allowed her Elemental to form without even burning a turn attempt. Of course, this only made Garm and Squishy attack with that much more ferocity, slamming their way into unsuspecting enemies with their armored selves.

Cutie Bruisers

[color=15650D]"Hey Cadolbolg, wanna push this one?"[/color]
"Do it! It'll probably do something cool!"

Upon doing so, the Cuties found that there was something building up in the ship, a feeling either could equate to the calm before they unleashed one of their stronger attacks. For Ton Ton, it was the calm before Everyone's Grudge was released, for Cadolbolg, that moment before he unleashed his fire. With a combined battle cry, the two began pouring their combined energies into aiding the charge of this 'thing'; and found their efforts bear fruit.

Before they knew it, a huge bluish laser (Giga Wide Blaster) tore through a chunk of soldiers, and left the duo looking at each other with confusion.

[color=15650D]"Huh.. That was cool."[/color]
"Can we do it again?"
[color=15650D]"Only one way to find out..."[/color]

Caim, Angelus

When Caim got the readouts about the damage Tajuh was dealing to the armies, he gritted his teeth in irritation as he tore down another victim, something his pact partner picked up on quickly. After incinerating another soldier, she called out "What's got you hot and bothered?"

"Zankantoo Daisharin!"

"What?!"

However, before she could get a proper answer out of her pact partner, Caim had already tapped into one of the techniques programmed into the mech, and had... thrown his sword?! His sword had changed shapes, and was thrown towards one poor pilot, the blade twirling around and tearing into the unit like it was tissue paper. When the sword returned, the duo saw.... Something that looked like two little girls dancing and destroying another unit; no doubt making the person dying feeling downright embarrassed with themselves before they perished.

The dragon only blinked for a moment, and would have commented on something... Had Caim not went at it with his blade with that much more fervor. She chuckled to herself, and decided that even her fool of her human had his pride. It also helped she could sense his emotions.

 

[mcpop9]

Dani looked up at the Mr. X Tyrant and pulled her left arm back and using her right to aim, she guided a thrust of extremely high temperature shielding into it's gut, raking her arm upwards and slicing most of him in half while burning the wound as well. It was an anti tank tactic, a damn simple one at that.

The ten focused her shields up above her, forcing the lickers to fall and slide off of her shields. AS they hit the ground, she began to rotate once more. "Eight trigram palm rotation!" she said spinning with the blades once more.

 

[bluecrimson]

Lieutenant Coulange, Teri

Coulange gave that award-winning grin again before delivering a heavy kick to the cockpit of one of the fighters in the area that was aiming on targetting Teri. "Oh, a former lover that passed away? I'm sorry for your loss, Teri... I know the pain all too well." A few more machines tried to get the drop on them, but each one was met with a punch, kick, or even the remains of one of their former comrades.

"I know this isn't the best place, but after we finish up here, would you and your father like dinner? It'll be on me." The lieutenant's voice was a good deal more subdued as he fought fiercely to guard Teri.

However, Teri could see one off the various defense force machines being badly attacked. if she didn't get through soon, the man was good as dead.

Cutie Bruisers

As the two Cutie Bruisers moved deeper into the territory, they started drawing more attention. Although some of the attacks got through, the readings on the screen showed that the damage was minor at best

Caim, Angelus, Devon

As the couple fought, they were reinforced by the bard as he sliced one of the angel machines from below. "Thought I could lend a hand around here. That work good for you two?" He began playing some music over the comm channel, not too loud but certainly enough to energize them as he joined the couple in their fighting.

Devon began to Inspire Courage in Caim and Angelus!  An affected ally receives a +2 morale bonus on saving throws against charm and fear effects and a +2 morale bonus on attack and weapon damage rolls.

Tajuh
As he took a look at the battlefield, he saw one carrier that was slightly away from the rest with a heavy guard. Although it wasn't the Blackhawke, his gut instincts told him it was something important. He zigzagged through the fire, punching a hole through their machines before taking out the shielding to the ship and then punching through the bridge, sending coursing electricity throughout the command area and killing everyone inside. After doing that, he tore through the scattered defenders of the ship as the Dark angel fleet racked up its twentieth carrier loss and a good chunk of their communications and resupply forces.

By this point, Tajuh and Caim combined resulted in two thirds of Dark Angel fleet losses, and the planned ambush had lost a good deal of its momentum.

Slindis

She was becoming even more comfortable with the hand to hand combat as she punched a hole through the forces, making her way near the Cutie Bruisers. [color=c20000]"Ton-Ton, Cadolbolg. I've goy you covered, so let's show them what the Rising Dawn can do!"[/color] She rushed one of the machines that had gone unnoticed by the Cutie Bruisers while glowing fiercely with Ki, delivering a mix-up combination she'd seen Kazuya use before knocking it awat, then used the remains of one of the ships to send her flying at the stunned pilot as she shouted out, [color=c20000]"Kishin Mōgeki Ken!"[/color], destroying the machine and another behind it from the force of the kick.

 

[Generic NPC 22]

Spoiler: Character Submission: Mercy Clarke

Name: Mercy Clarke
Gender: Female
Age: 21 Years of Age
Species/Race/Ethnicity: Human | White
Employment: Full Time College Student / Part Time Bicycle Courier

Appearance:

Spoiler: List

-Dyed Red Haired, styled in an asymmetrical fashion
-Brown eyes
-Five Foot Five inches
-Piercings
-Capris, Tank Top, Zipper Hoody

The door to the office opened with a slight louder than barely audible creak as a rather cold college aged girl and rather damp entered the lobby of 1060 West 104[sup]th[/sup] Ave, Suite #200, located somewhere in Midtown. Her normally neutral toned clothes (a pair of capri pants, a tank top and zipper hoodie) looked even more so given the soaking they had been given by the micro burst that Midtown had just experienced in the past hour.

Looking around the sparse office, her brown eyes noted the sign that read "Applicants sign here" and the pad of paper that had not a single name on it.

"Damn. I hate being the first one. The first ones never get hired." She thought to herself as she also envisioned herself bolting out the door in a blur of asymmetrically styled, Red Menace hair colored hair and deeply tanned skin. It was either that or bolt towards the bathroom to vomit since she had a rather delicate but rather empty stomach. In the end, her empty stomach won over the rest of her Five Foot Five Inch body and kept it firmly planted in front of the receptionist.

"Umm. Hi." She murmured quietly, unsure if she was even cut out for the job and come to think of it unsure what the job even was.

"Hi there!" The blue haired receptionist said exuberantly with a smile that reflected said exuberance, "You can go right it!"

"Umm. Thanks." Mercy said as she opened the door that lead towards the single office beyond, cursing the fact that she hadn't bothered to take her visible piercings out.

Equipment:

Spoiler: List

-Data Bracelet: Computer, Communicator, Weapons container
-Courier Bag of Random Items
-"Smart" Bike

"That interview went pretty well, a little too well." Mercy mused to herself as she exited the office, smiling to herself that she had managed to BS her way through the series of inane questions that had been asked of her. Her smile stayed plastered to her face as she headed towards the elevator that would take her to the deliveries department locker room.

"God! I can't wait to get something to eat!" She squealed in delight as she had managed to not only score the job, whatever an S&T Courier was, but had managed to score a cred advance.

"Ding!" chimed the elevator as its doors slid open, revealing the locker room.

"They must be a start up or something." The red-head muttered, walking towards the single locker that occupied the locker room and opening it.

"Nice!" She exclaimed as she spotted the silver Datalet (Data Bracelet), a bracelet that also functioned as a personal computer and communication device, slipping it over her right hand and letting it settle on her wrist, the heat from her skin telling the Datalet that it was time to get out of sleep mode.

"Hmm. Autopistol? Tracer Rounds? Hellfire Rounds? Buzz saw? Utility knife? Someone must have been playing that new Battle Field 13 game Lo's been gushing over." Mercy commented as she looked at a screen that had been marked inventory on the datalet.

The next item she pulled out of the locker was the Courier bag. To say it was kind of heavy was understating it. To say that it felt like she was strapping a 20 pound, canvas octopus onto her back would have been more to her liking, she was majoring in English Literature after all. Looking inside the bag, she noticed that nothing was inside. The fact that the bag seemed to weigh 20 tonnes with nothing inside of it wasn't the strange thing, however. The fact that she couldn't even see the inside lining of the bag was what freaked her out a bit.

"I must be waaaaaaay hungry" She said reassuringly to herself as she closed the bag, sure that she would perceive it correctly the next time she opened it after she got some food inside of her.

Finally, and most curiously, was the bike. It was one of those Smart dealies that she'd heard about and only seen a couple times. Not only did it fold up into a single piece that she could then strap to included thigh holder, it had been custom designed for the job, syncing up with the office computers and telling the Smart Bike where to go.

Satisfied that the locker was empty, the newly hired bicycle courier left the locker room and headed towards the nearest McTaco King.

Skills:

Spoiler: List

-Gymnastics

She was glad that most people in Midtown had the rather automated reaction of ignoring what other people were doing. This wasn't because she was moving at a haphazard and unsteady pace through MidTown but because she was trying not to fall while moving at a haphazard and unsteady pace through MidTown. She honestly hadn't ridden a bicycle since she was 10 years old and it certainly didn't help that the bike kept trying to steer her towards the center of the city.

"Stop it would you?" She asked in frustration as the bike tried to negotiate a 90 degree turn in the span of less than half a second. It did give her plenty of time, however, to look at the driver of the taxi that the bike plowed into, sending Mercy rolling over the handlebars of her "Smart" Bike, rolling onto the hood of the car and coming to rest on the roof of the car.

"Asshole!!!" She screamed as she stomped on the roof, thankful that her years of gymnastics had paid off.

For those of you planning on entering the MidTown Taxi Mafia, the following response is definitely unappreciated by most people. The driver of the taxi shot through the roof of HIS car.

"What the hell?" The red haired girl exclaimed as she tumbled forward, over the trunk of the car, her feet landing on the wet and slippery asphalt. This was rather unfortunate, since she managed to slip on the asphalt and bang her head on the Taxi Mafioso's bumper.

The English major was at a loss for words as the driver, now standing over her pointed the barrel of the pistol at her face.

Background:

You know how they say that you see your life flash before your eyes when you're about to die? Mercy's did.

She was born to a rather dysfunctional home in New Montana, a place formerly known as Ireland to a pair of rice farmers, Cal Clarke and Lois Clarke. You'd think that, as the daughter of a rice farmer, Mercy would have followed her parent's footsteps and become the proud owner of a half acre of rice paddy swampland but then again, you'd only think that if you didn't know Mercy Clarke.

Mercy spent lots of time with her head in a book. If she wanted to pass the time, she'd read a book. If she wanted to travel the world, she'd read a book. If she wanted to go out for a hot date, she'd read a smutty book. The world was what books told her to be true, that being anything was possible.

It wasn't until she hit the ripe age of 16, marrying age in New Montana, that Mercy decided that she needed to get out into the world, or get stuck pumping out babies with Jim Smitty.

There were other things that happened to her, like the one time she got this job as a bike courier in Midtown and how a Taxi Mafioso almost killed her. Almost.

Weakness:

Spoiler: List

-Human

Turns out, while Mercy's life was flashing in front of Mercy's eyes, she had reached into her courier bag, the only thing that she had handy at the time, and pummeled the Taxi Driver with the first thing she could get her hands on in the bag that seemed empty but really had something in it. It was really the strangest thing anyone in Midtown had seen in years and would become the stuff of urban myth for years to come.

A pink, inflatable bat. That's why struck the offending driver and that's what caused him to drop his gun in surprise as his eyes perceived an actual bat heading for his face. The first thing they taught members of the MidTown Taxi Mafia was never to drop their gun. They've got hair triggers and will most likely discharge if dropped. So when the driver's gun was dropped, it discharged, right into the man's leg, causing him to howl in pain as he dropped like a burlap bag of jasmine rice.

Battered, bruised, and wet. Mercy just sat there until the medics came. At least the hospital would feed her.

 

[StormShaun]

Spoiler: Character Submission: Mercy Clarke

Name: Mercy Clarke
Gender: Female
Age: 21 Years of Age
Species/Race/Ethnicity: Human | White
Employment: Full Time College Student / Part Time Bicycle Courier

Appearance:

Spoiler: List

-Dyed Red Haired, styled in an asymmetrical fashion
-Brown eyes
-Five Foot Five inches
-Piercings
-Capris, Tank Top, Zipper Hoody

The door to the office opened with a slight louder than barely audible creak as a rather cold college aged girl and rather damp entered the lobby of 1060 West 104[sup]th[/sup] Ave, Suite #200, located somewhere in Midtown. Her normally neutral toned clothes (a pair of capri pants, a tank top and zipper hoodie) looked even more so given the soaking they had been given by the micro burst that Midtown had just experienced in the past hour.

Looking around the sparse office, her brown eyes noted the sign that read "Applicants sign here" and the pad of paper that had not a single name on it.

"Damn. I hate being the first one. The first ones never get hired." She thought to herself as she also envisioned herself bolting out the door in a blur of asymmetrically styled, Red Menace hair colored hair and deeply tanned skin. It was either that or bolt towards the bathroom to vomit since she had a rather delicate but rather empty stomach. In the end, her empty stomach won over the rest of her Five Foot Five Inch body and kept it firmly planted in front of the receptionist.

"Umm. Hi." She murmured quietly, unsure if she was even cut out for the job and come to think of it unsure what the job even was.

"Hi there!" The blue haired receptionist said exuberantly with a smile that reflected said exuberance, "You can go right it!"

"Umm. Thanks." Mercy said as she opened the door that lead towards the single office beyond, cursing the fact that she hadn't bothered to take her visible piercings out.

Equipment:

Spoiler: List

-Data Bracelet: Computer, Communicator, Weapons container
-Courier Bag of Random Items
-"Smart" Bike

"That interview went pretty well, a little too well." Mercy mused to herself as she exited the office, smiling to herself that she had managed to BS her way through the series of inane questions that had been asked of her. Her smile stayed plastered to her face as she headed towards the elevator that would take her to the deliveries department locker room.

"God! I can't wait to get something to eat!" She squealed in delight as she had managed to not only score the job, whatever an S&T Courier was, but had managed to score a cred advance.

"Ding!" chimed the elevator as its doors slid open, revealing the locker room.

"They must be a start up or something." The red-head muttered, walking towards the single locker that occupied the locker room and opening it.

"Nice!" She exclaimed as she spotted the silver Datalet (Data Bracelet), a bracelet that also functioned as a personal computer and communication device, slipping it over her right hand and letting it settle on her wrist, the heat from her skin telling the Datalet that it was time to get out of sleep mode.

"Hmm. Autopistol? Tracer Rounds? Hellfire Rounds? Buzz saw? Utility knife? Someone must have been playing that new Battle Field 13 game Lo's been gushing over." Mercy commented as she looked at a screen that had been marked inventory on the datalet.

The next item she pulled out of the locker was the Courier bag. To say it was kind of heavy was understating it. To say that it felt like she was strapping a 20 pound, canvas octopus onto her back would have been more to her liking, she was majoring in English Literature after all. Looking inside the bag, she noticed that nothing was inside. The fact that the bag seemed to weigh 20 tonnes with nothing inside of it wasn't the strange thing, however. The fact that she couldn't even see the inside lining of the bag was what freaked her out a bit.

"I must be waaaaaaay hungry" She said reassuringly to herself as she closed the bag, sure that she would perceive it correctly the next time she opened it after she got some food inside of her.

Finally, and most curiously, was the bike. It was one of those Smart dealies that she'd heard about and only seen a couple times. Not only did it fold up into a single piece that she could then strap to included thigh holder, it had been custom designed for the job, syncing up with the office computers and telling the Smart Bike where to go.

Satisfied that the locker was empty, the newly hired bicycle courier left the locker room and headed towards the nearest McTaco King.

Skills:

Spoiler: List

-Gymnastics

She was glad that most people in Midtown had the rather automated reaction of ignoring what other people were doing. This wasn't because she was moving at a haphazard and unsteady pace through MidTown but because she was trying not to fall while moving at a haphazard and unsteady pace through MidTown. She honestly hadn't ridden a bicycle since she was 10 years old and it certainly didn't help that the bike kept trying to steer her towards the center of the city.

"Stop it would you?" She asked in frustration as the bike tried to negotiate a 90 degree turn in the span of less than half a second. It did give her plenty of time, however, to look at the driver of the taxi that the bike plowed into, sending Mercy rolling over the handlebars of her "Smart" Bike, rolling onto the hood of the car and coming to rest on the roof of the car.

"Asshole!!!" She screamed as she stomped on the roof, thankful that her years of gymnastics had paid off.

For those of you planning on entering the MidTown Taxi Mafia, the following response is definitely unappreciated by most people. The driver of the taxi shot through the roof of HIS car.

"What the hell?" The red haired girl exclaimed as she tumbled forward, over the trunk of the car, her feet landing on the wet and slippery asphalt. This was rather unfortunate, since she managed to slip on the asphalt and bang her head on the Taxi Mafioso's bumper.

The English major was at a loss for words as the driver, now standing over her pointed the barrel of the pistol at her face.

Background:

You know how they say that you see your life flash before your eyes when you're about to die? Mercy's did.

She was born to a rather dysfunctional home in New Montana, a place formerly known as Ireland to a pair of rice farmers, Cal Clarke and Lois Clarke. You'd think that, as the daughter of a rice farmer, Mercy would have followed her parent's footsteps and become the proud owner of a half acre of rice paddy swampland but then again, you'd only think that if you didn't know Mercy Clarke.

Mercy spent lots of time with her head in a book. If she wanted to pass the time, she'd read a book. If she wanted to travel the world, she'd read a book. If she wanted to go out for a hot date, she'd read a smutty book. The world was what books told her to be true, that being anything was possible.

It wasn't until she hit the ripe age of 16, marrying age in New Montana, that Mercy decided that she needed to get out into the world, or get stuck pumping out babies with Jim Smitty.

There were other things that happened to her, like the one time she got this job as a bike courier in Midtown and how a Taxi Mafioso almost killed her. Almost.

Weakness:

Spoiler: List

-Human

Turns out, while Mercy's life was flashing in front of Mercy's eyes, she had reached into her courier bag, the only thing that she had handy at the time, and pummeled the Taxi Driver with the first thing she could get her hands on in the bag that seemed empty but really had something in it. It was really the strangest thing anyone in Midtown had seen in years and would become the stuff of urban myth for years to come.

A pink, inflatable bat. That's why struck the offending driver and that's what caused him to drop his gun in surprise as his eyes perceived an actual bat heading for his face. The first thing they taught members of the MidTown Taxi Mafia was never to drop their gun. They've got hair triggers and will most likely discharge if dropped. So when the driver's gun was dropped, it discharged, right into the man's leg, causing him to howl in pain as he dropped like a burlap bag of jasmine rice.

Battered, bruised, and wet. Mercy just sat there until the medics came. At least the hospital would feed her.

Ahh, it followed me home!
I'm kidding.

*Ahem*
Welcome to the Avatar Adventures, home of the crazy sh*t in the role-playing section.
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Now that is over, welcome and have a nice visit.
Though I don't know if you can get your character in right now.

Well because we're in the middle of my ending arch. (It was an arch to retire the guy I have RP-ed ever since 2010)
Also we're in a space battle.
But we can talk about this in the chat.

EDIT: For you other guys, I'll post later.

 

[bluerocker]

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Lieutenant Coulange, Teri

Teri shook her head in annoyance at Coulange's statement, [color=0E59E4]

"No, He's alive! He's just not here, like literally, not here up in space! Goodness, Lieutenant do you always have a flair for- Oh shit. Hold that thought, this guy's in trouble!"

[/color]

She drew her spear in a half circle around herself, and found that the spearhead was now glowing blue. With a grunt, the Cleric increased power to her thrusters, and charged ahead, tearing into several mechs on her way to the ally in distress.

Cutie Bruisers, Slindis

Ton Ton gave a friendly, [color=15650D]"Hello Ms. Slindis!"[/color] as Cadolbolg covered his partner's distraction with missiles from the Danguro's bulk. Following that, the duo pushed that button again, and began charging up the Giga Wide Blaster once again.

Caim, Angelus, Devon

As Caim began tearing at another enemy, Angelus gave Devon the thank you he deserved, and decided to try out what the weapon systems had to offer. After looking around and following what the AI had to say, she found that the imp had disappeared, and a smaller unit with the same color scheme as her own had appeared, "The assist unit, of course! Have at it!"

 

[StormShaun]

Storm-178.
Location: Blue Dragon | Earth Orbit.

Hanger.

Looking outside from a hanger window, Storm could see the bliss of combat. The spartan was sick enough of standing by, looking around the superhuman saw a different version of a familiar friend as he walked around for another minutes or so. "Hmm, I remember these, I flew one of these with Chief in Operation: Package ... hmm Alpha, hook us up. We're leaving to protect these guys." Storm said as he hopped on.

A giggle came from Alpha as she turned on all of the systems and soon the machine started to hover with its Nuclear Fusion Primary & secondary engines. "It would be good to have a pilot who couldn't die in space." Alpha mentioned in his helmet which made Storm briefly smile. A couple of hanger personal tried to stop the spartan but it was already too late as he swiftly flew out of the hanger.

Spoiler: Open Frame 92/Extra-Vehicular Activity

The frame could actually travel faster then most vehicles on the field. Flying after a couple of Angel Mechs and shooting them down with the dual machine guns an even faster machine flew above him. The worst part was that Storm could easily recognize the thing flying the Gundam. "God no ... they will be screwed!" Storm yelled as he tried to chase him.

[color=A4A600]Archangel Michael[/color].
Location: Small Fire Angel fleet | Orbit of Saturn.

The Archangel of Fire looked onto the battlefield.
It may of looked like the heroes were winning, but that would change.
It will change in a split second when his brother charges.

The fire fleet will only strike when Tomoya starts to think that he is winning.
Until then they will hold back their surprise attack.

Dark Tomoya.
Location: Blackhawke | Archangel Armada | Around the Moon.

The Demon Prince had enough with just waiting and seeing his men slaughtered. Disappearing in a blink in an eye he had appeared in the Blackhawke's mega hanger where most of the mechs, gundams and etc where flying out of. Luckily enough the ship held over ten million in population so they had enough soldiers to last them for a while. In a private section of the hanger, it contained everything which belonged to Tomoya.

In a corner he found a bulky figure with a cloth over it.
Throwing off the clothes and underneath was a gundam.

Spoiler

Jumping into the pilot's seat the machine immediately activated, and due to Tomoya's power the Gundam had everything inside of it boosted. Black lightning coiled around the whole machine with black shadows covering the metal for extra protection. Flying out of the hanger and in a second the mech was already in the heart of this dark battle, and two enemy mechs were already on him ... but it was all too late.

Spoiler: Any Hellsing fans?

Before the two knew who they were facing, in the blink of an eye the two already had exploded.
Tomoya only gave a sadistic smile knowing that the two died very painfully. Looking at some of his own destroyed ships got him back into the dark mood he was always in. "Lets get rid of some of their ships." The Demon Prince laughed as he was already gone from his position.

A lightning bolt greeted one of the smaller ships in the heroes' fleet. Most of the systems went dark and as soon as they came on Tomoya's gundam was in front of them. One of the swords the Gundam had a black shadow crawling over it and expanded it to the ship width. "Too late!" Tomoya yelled as the blade came down onto the ship, cutting the front off. Tomoya in a bad mood took the other sword and struck the middle of the ship and started to fly down the ship, cutting it open like a fish.

"AHAHAHAHA~" chuckled the Demon as the end up on the end of the ship.
A second later the explosions began, Tomoya could see a familiar figure chase him down. "Hmm, I see he failed ... well he'll pay later." Tomoya only said as he waved him off and disappeared in a blink of an eye only to be replaced by a squad of Dark Angel mechs.

 

[Diablo1099_v1legacy]

Rugal

Once the attack was over, Rugal's face was blank as he flatly said "....What just happened?....".
Having the Mech look over it's shoulder, he saw a path of total ruin behind him.
"....Huh...." He merely said as refocused on the enemy when Tomoya's re-enforcements came in, including the man himself.
"...Oh great. ATTENTION ALL! TOMOYA HAS ENTERED THE FIELD!" He shouted over the radio as he tore though one of their ships.
How the hell are we going to kill that?... He thought as he attempted to land a hit on the Gundamn, not having any success in the slightest.

 

[bluerocker]

Angelus, Caim, Devon

"ATTENTION ALL! TOMOYA HAS ENTERED THE FIELD!"

The duo stopped their usual bits of slaughter, and turned to see the Gundam that had appeared. With a growl, Caim hit the controls that changed his weapon's size; and set his thrusters for the offensive. Angelus, using a bit of her firepower, was able to boost her thrusters do to the same. As they advanced towards the (Former) Archangel of Lightning, an attack on Caim's display caught his eye... A combination attack, eh? That could be a viable option.

Calling out to his partner, Caim sent the video an said, "You think this'll work?"

"It's worth a shot! Let's do this!"

Spoiler: Got to 3:57

3:57

As the two flew towards Tomoya, the duo noticed their mechs began taking on different forms. Angelus' shifted around, and resembled what she truely was (and somehow remained fitting with it's original design, go figure!); a dragon. Caim's mech took the helm, its enormous blade now resembling a polearm and the duo charged towards the (former) Lightning Archangel, a firey aura falling over both as they sped closer and closer.

 

[StormShaun]

Dark Tomoya.
Location: Blackhawke | Archangel Armada | Around the Moon.

Noticing the attack from the dragon duo, Tomoya jumped off the wreckage of the carrier he had just cut directly in half and flew past Rugal but also gave him the bird as he went by. Following the insult Tomoya positioned his blades behind his mech as though he was going in for a sweep attack at the Dragon and lunatic. "You really think you can do something like that straight away?" Tomoya said on public communication as his mech gained speed whilst charging towards the two.

"YOU HAVE TO GAIN MOMENTUUUUUUUUUUUUM!!!" Tomoya directly yelled at the two. the mech went fast enough that the whole thing was devoured by lightning and as he reached the two he was not only gone, but only behind them with his blades in a neutral position. The carrier which was further behind the two was cut diagonally like a giant X.

Tomoya turned around.
" Amateurs, An attack like that can't hit anything if the target sees you coming a universe away." Tomoya insulted the two and just laughed and decided to pour salt on the injury. "A fuckin' barn could avoid you."

 

[bluecrimson]

Angelus, Caim, Devon

As the two went on their attack, Devon went at some of the new Dark Angel machines, and it was more luck than any kind of skill that got the kills. Still, as the AI drilled him, he was starting to pick up more of the basics of the machine. [color=gra'ss]"Hmm, they said I can use magic with this, right? Let's see if use this!"[/color] His machine gragbbed at some of the Debris and scattered it around, creating a blinding cloud that would blind a good number of people. It also served to act as a false positive for the Dark Angel battleships.

Devon casts Glitterdust. Blinding chance, easier to see those headed through  the clouds, acts as an extra target for Tomoya's ships.

Tajuh

The call of Tomoya's arrival drew Tajuh's attention, but the thing that was interesting was the new wave of ships. "Jackpot."

Leaving Tomoya to Caim and Angelus for now, he made taking out the battleships a priority and made a mental map of the location of the ships, their defenses, and the best way to exploit the inherent flaws in the formation. It would be an extremely tight fit, but the ships had to be taken out immediately.

Thus, he kept up that unpredictable pattern as he delivered a point-blank shot to the bridge, reducing the people and the controls within to ashes before making his way to the next battleship.

Melethia, Rugal

She got close to Rugal's side, trying to stop him panicking as she fought. One thing that was noticeable was that having to pilot for the both of them in this kind of comflict was wearing at her focus, and Rugl could easily see this.

"C'mon, Wheathair, we gotta pull through this an' get that kinslayer!" Her voice was a bit strained as she covered the two with some shots from the Rollong Cannon.

Slindis, Cutie Bruisers

The Paladin continued to work in tandem with Cadolbolg and Ton-Ton, providing a significant amount of cover to the machine by picking off those machines that were trying to exploit the Ganduro's size to their advantage while clearing the field herself. In all, the two machines were learning to cover for the flaws of the other - Slin eliminating those more speedy machines aiming to chip away at the Ganduro, Cadolbolg and Ton-Ton tearing holes through those that shot at the Ialdabaoth from range.

Coulange, Teri

As Teri got closer to the machine in distress, she noticed something odd - Dimitri was indicating that the machine was false from the amount of energy coming off it.

"Don't worry, Teri, I'm coming to cover you!" The man charged through the melee combatants that had enclosed the cleric, trying to get to her in time.

 

[Diablo1099_v1legacy]

Melethia, Rugal

Dammit man, Pull yourself together. If a 12 year old could do this!...
Taking back manual control of his machine, Rugal pressed on-wards towards Tomoya's machine, preparing another Vostok Laser blast.
"This time I'm finishing the job..." He said to himself, he was always annoyed by Tomoya, all his power, thinking he was better then the King of Fighters!
"Fire!" He shouted as a large beam raced off towards the Dark Angel.

 

[StormShaun]

Dark Tomoya.
Location: Blackhawke | Archangel Armada | Around the Moon.

Seeing the attack coming from the opposite direction Tomoya smirked.
"Wait your turn lowlife!" Tomoya could say as he dodged the beam all to easily with his lightning as he went behind the carrier he just cut up to do some 'moving'. Soon Rugal soon found half of the destroyed carrier coming towards him and fast, he could hear Tomoya talk in his ear.

"I'm going to enjoy crucifying you on a metal cross ... but I won't kill you. I'll torture you for days on end and when I'm done I'll make you a little pony again, and send you to that God awful world. This time ... no petty tiny devil will bring you back." Tomoya said to him as the huge chuck of metal still flew at him.

Tomoya in the meanwhile found some inspiration to win this battle, and focused once more on Caim and the dragon. This time he is on the offense. Black lightning surrounded both dual blades and soon the former Archangel zipped his way across the black eternity of space and in a few seconds two blades flew at both mechs.

 

[Diablo1099_v1legacy]

Rugal

He isn't letting that go, is he? Rugal thought as he trusted up above the incoming wreckage, "Jumping" over it in a manner of speaking.
"Okay...Computer Fire. Everything!" He commanded his AI as he unloaded both his Rolling Cannon and his Vostok Laser, leaving everything else as they were more close quarters based.
He didn't care if it didn't hit, it would at least put him on the defensive.

 

[mcpop9]

Dani looked up at the Mr. X Tyrant and pulled her left arm back and using her right to aim, she guided a thrust of extremely high temperature shielding into it's gut, raking her arm upwards and slicing most of him in half while burning the wound as well. It was an anti tank tactic, a damn simple one at that.

The ten focused her shields up above her, forcing the lickers to fall and slide off of her shields. AS they hit the ground, she began to rotate once more. "Eight trigram palm rotation!" she said spinning with the blades once more.

 

[Diablo1099_v1legacy]

Dani

Despite being heavily outgunned, the hoard retained their offensive, though some of them did begin to flee from the strange woman and her powers.
The Mr.X and the Lickers were reduced to shreds by her attacks as Viscus watched.
Suddenly, a extra large blip appeared on Viscus's senors.

"Attention: Large BOW approaching, Appears to be a Tyrant, though it seems to be a lot more powerful then these ones....Just so you know..."

He said as several grenades were thrown at her, their owners hoping they'd work better then their guns..

 

[bluecrimson]

Rugal, Melethia

Melethia followed in alongside Rugal with the shots, moving in tandem with him to keep the pressure on Melethia. However, being so focused on taking Tomoya down, she failed to notice the opportunistic attack headed her way. Even if she did, it would be hard to evade the large number of missiles inbound.

Devon

Tomoya's attack didn't go unnoticed, but he couldn't cast Sense Weakness so quickly. Thus he decided to make sure that Caim and Angelus didn't have as much to focus on as his slashes at the enemy machines continued, but the wild slashes were more lucky hits than anything else.