The World (Player-Driven RP - free to join at any time)
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"Golem boy, don't think you are trusted either! You are far too young to have that much control over pyromancy. After I kill this demon, you will tell me what you are!" Grant said to Tyler without taking his eyes off Ribbon.
"Hey, if you're planning on coming after me, just tell me right now." Tyler said as he glared at Grant.
"I want explanations!" Grant turning away from Ribbon to face Tyler. "If you won't tell me where we are or what is going on, then you will help me search for answers!"
Ice armor now covered all of Grant's body but his head. "I am ready for you this time, so don't think you can just use brute force to stop me again. Help me, or you will die."
Ice armor now covered all of Grant's body but his head. "I am ready for you this time, so don't think you can just use brute force to stop me again. Help me, or you will die."
"How about go fuck yourself." Tyler spat venomously as he again surrounded himself with a flaming aura, this time the flames seeming more white than red or orange. It was probably because of this that the area suddenly got much hotter. Even his normally red armor and brown hair turned white.
"So be it." Grant said calmly. "I've beaten more than one 'Master Pyromancer' in a duel. You shall be no different."
Grant retreated beyond Tyler's flame aura before breaking off his ice blade arm and launching it at Tyler, but it melted before it reached him. "It matters little." Grant said as he already had begun regenerating his limb, this time forming a regular arm.
"You are the most powerful pyromancer I have ever seen, but you are still just a boy. You have no strategy besides brute force. I have been leading armies on the battlefield longer than you have been alive, boy." With this, Grant extended his new arm towards Tyler, opening up a path of cold through the flame aura, but not quite reaching Tyler. As the street began to freeze even while surrounded by fire, Grant began to walk along the path he had made with his arm still extended, not even bothering to block with the frozen shield in his left hand.
Grant retreated beyond Tyler's flame aura before breaking off his ice blade arm and launching it at Tyler, but it melted before it reached him. "It matters little." Grant said as he already had begun regenerating his limb, this time forming a regular arm.
"You are the most powerful pyromancer I have ever seen, but you are still just a boy. You have no strategy besides brute force. I have been leading armies on the battlefield longer than you have been alive, boy." With this, Grant extended his new arm towards Tyler, opening up a path of cold through the flame aura, but not quite reaching Tyler. As the street began to freeze even while surrounded by fire, Grant began to walk along the path he had made with his arm still extended, not even bothering to block with the frozen shield in his left hand.
As Grant started to move forward, Tyler decided to take the fight directly to him, so, while keeping the aura active, Tyler activated the rockets in his boots and started flying at Grant, ready to deliver a flaming punch to his icy chest.
Grant brought his shield up in time to block the punch, but even so Tyler broke through Grant's shield and armor to punch the old wizard in the chest, sending him flying backwards. Grant finally came to a stop near Poxum, severely burned and with broken bones, but still conscious and writhing on the ground in pain. His face was burned worse than anywhere else, having not been covered by the armor. The heat had ruined Grant's eyes, rendering him blind.
"He... [sub]healer... help me.[/sub]" Grant barely managed to say. "[sub]Spare me pyromancer... please. I have come to far to die now. I need to get ba-[/sub]" A coughing fit overcame him, spraying blood out of his mouth. "[sub][sub]Please...[/sub][/sub]"
"He... [sub]healer... help me.[/sub]" Grant barely managed to say. "[sub]Spare me pyromancer... please. I have come to far to die now. I need to get ba-[/sub]" A coughing fit overcame him, spraying blood out of his mouth. "[sub][sub]Please...[/sub][/sub]"
The assistant that still had the serum jabbed the needle into to Grant's arm and his body started regenerating which was indeed a very painful process... His body... Came back wrong though. Any parts that were regenerated were solid shadowy mist, if Grant concentrated hard enough he might even be able to change the look of his body but were definitely very solid.
"...Goddamn." Tyler muttered as he cooled off and started to walk away again, feeling a little bad about beating on an, apparently, old man. Even if the old guy had totally started it. "Well maybe next time you won't be so quick to start a fight then." he called over to Grant.
"See, I told you he was a goddamn Nazi," Ribbon said, leaning over Grant as he suffered. "Y'ought'a've trusted me. Now you're a weird smoke guy. Yo, Heatman, come back here!" Ribbon turned and started scurrying after the robot boy. "I need you to look after me. I'm weak and fragile, see. I can pay you back if you're into thick girls, otherwise you're gonna be stuck doing it out of the goodness of your heart."
As the pain from the serum began to wear off and the smoke became solid flesh, Grant struggled to his feet. His robe was burned and in tatters, but the cryomancer himself appeared to be uninjured. More than that, he appeared younger than before. The grey hair which had been burned off grew back black and the wrinkles in his face had all but vanished. Most noticeable however, was that his right arm was now of flesh and blood.
"This... this is incredible. I have never felt this way my entire life... even my arm is back. I lost it to my own apprentice all those years ago" Grant said with wonder as he waved his new arm around. "I couldn't actually feel anything with the frozen hand. Now though... I had almost forgotten what it was like."
Grant jumped back as he saw Ribbon. "You. You killed the first healer. Why do you approach me again? And what are these Not-Sees you speak of?"
"This... this is incredible. I have never felt this way my entire life... even my arm is back. I lost it to my own apprentice all those years ago" Grant said with wonder as he waved his new arm around. "I couldn't actually feel anything with the frozen hand. Now though... I had almost forgotten what it was like."
Grant jumped back as he saw Ribbon. "You. You killed the first healer. Why do you approach me again? And what are these Not-Sees you speak of?"
Tyler turned around and started at Ribbon for a while, a very strange mixture of emotions going through him at the moment.
"Oh, I almost thought that you were going to be stuck in a shadowy form. That's never happened with any of the animals we tested on." The assistant walked over to the German doctor and took his pulse. "He's fine. He'll probably awake in another hour or two."
"Well it looks like we have something in common. I try to avoid crazy people as well. Granted I try to avoid all people, but the thought is still there." Vepkhia continued grooming herself, deeply focused on getting her appearance right. "I wonder what I should do from here on out?" She mused aloud to herself.
"Maybe head out into the forest to fend for yourself. No crazy people out there." Roffe said to Vep.
"So that was just a sleep spell? In that case, I apologise for preparing to kill you" Grant said to Ribbon. "What is your name?"
"Yeah. Sleep spells are all I do. Got no powers other than that," Ribbon explained. "I'm Ribbon. What's your deal, Wizrobe?"
Poxum was very disappointed that the fight between Grant and Tyler hadn't continued and that Grant had been healed. "When will these dicks finally get those mortal wounds? I haven't seen anything die since last week, and that was just an old dude in a desert asking for water. 'No I don't have any damn water you bum! Why the hell were you in this desert to begin with? You obviously wanted to die since you came here,' thought Poxum of the conversation he had with that man. "Eh, even with Grant being 'restored', he's definitely not going to make it. We all know fire is super effective against ice. And if that guy comes to me for any kind of help, I'll let him know I ain't interested in nothin' but watchin'. Poxum decided to finally take a seat on a trash can and bum a cigarette from the ground and light it himself.