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Post by killjoy on Jan 4, 2015 17:05:45 GMT -5
And now shockers
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Post by Shockstorm on Jan 4, 2015 20:52:02 GMT -5
"Its time" snarled rovertson a rage unseen most who met him lighting his eyes. He had waited a long time to get his revenge fully and final on the goddess.. his body tensed from the tension the demonic energies filled him with and his grapnel spikes lights swirling and snapping in agitation. Roaring out he ignored the rest of the party charging towards askin. She standed there behind her army on the far beach a smile on her face as if it was just a funny sight to see her prey rip into her army to get at her. As rovertson ran into the frey of dragons and deamons fighting eachother his light riped into deamons who got in his path the strands impalling the lesser deamons as his teeth ripped into anything of bigger nature on his path to his goal. Azronical right behind him protecting his sides and helping clear the way shards of rock finding its way into any prey in his way. Three archdeamons who didn't join the others blocked their path. One of them looked more like a giant bat with claws all on its wings and a bladed tail swinging arround. Parts of him looked rotten allmost the skin decayed and damaged. The deamon beside him followed along the lines of one would imagine of a mangled mix between a dragon, lion, and rhino. Horns that looked terribly sharp came from its head which looked allmost like a deranged black lion with a scaled body and wings. The last was.... well it had no set form its body shifting constantly and oddly never staying still.
"Finally time for action" Rouge said when she flew off to the fight when she reached the deamons she seemed like a different dragon she viciously attacked one deamon then head-butted another one then burned another one as she followed Azronical.
"All right Darkender time for us to join the fight." Kyle said then Darkender shot off into the sky, when they got near to Rovertson Darkender was attacked by a medium sized deamon with no eyes yet could see perfectly fine, large sharp blades on its arm, three tentacles coming from its back and what Kyle could describe really bad breath. Darkender reacted by shooting a plasma blast to its face which hit the deamon hard but it counter attacked by punching Darkender in the stomach then started to strangle him with one of its tentacles. Darkender was squirming about trying to free himself as he was the deamon readied its bladed arms to strike Darkender's throat and just as it was about to strike Kyle pulled out his five-seven pistols and shot the deamon 5 times with both pistols in the tentacle that was strangling Darkender which made the deamon flinch and released Darkender "Now Darkender cartwheel throw then plasma blast." Kyle said as he put his pistols away and held on tight then Darkender grabbed the deamon with his back feet stared to do a clockwise cartwheel and threw the deamon down woulds then plasma blasted it into the sea "Good boy now back to going after Askin." Kyle said as he pulled his project to put the finishing touch on it.
"Well we wouldn't being doing our jobs if we just sat here. Let's show them what the Protectorate can do Arc!" Peter said, signaling Arc to take off. Once in the air the two of them dealt quickly with any small and medium sized demons that tried to intercept them, between Arc's purple static and Peter's mounted swordsmanship they wasted no time advancing toward the three archdemons who blocked the way to Askin. Peter knew that the longer this battle lasted the less likely they were to succeed, so he intended to focus on the main objective of their group, to disable Askin. "If nobody has any complaints, Arc and I would like to deal with that demon bat ourselves. So could you deal with those other two archdemons?" Peter called back to the others as he and Arc charged onward. Peter had a reason for going after the bat other than a random choice, the bat archdemon strongly resembled the demon that was described in the reports from a few Protectorate outposts that were wiped out by demon attacks. If this bat wasn't the one who did it, it certainly would know the demon who did. He also chose this one as his opponent simply because of the three archdemons Peter had heard Urkendel describe two of them before, the bat and the formless one. With that knowledge Peter recognized that only an experienced Ebonystriker or another archdemon would stand a good chance against the formless one, and the mixed archdemon was a wildcard, so he figured his and Arc's best chance of winning was against the bat archdemon.
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Post by killjoy on Jan 5, 2015 22:22:36 GMT -5
"Its time" snarled rovertson a rage unseen most who met him lighting his eyes. He had waited a long time to get his revenge fully and final on the goddess.. his body tensed from the tension the demonic energies filled him with and his grapnel spikes lights swirling and snapping in agitation. Roaring out he ignored the rest of the party charging towards askin. She standed there behind her army on the far beach a smile on her face as if it was just a funny sight to see her prey rip into her army to get at her. As rovertson ran into the frey of dragons and deamons fighting eachother his light riped into deamons who got in his path the strands impalling the lesser deamons as his teeth ripped into anything of bigger nature on his path to his goal. Azronical right behind him protecting his sides and helping clear the way shards of rock finding its way into any prey in his way. Three archdeamons who didn't join the others blocked their path. One of them looked more like a giant bat with claws all on its wings and a bladed tail swinging arround. Parts of him looked rotten allmost the skin decayed and damaged. The deamon beside him followed along the lines of one would imagine of a mangled mix between a dragon, lion, and rhino. Horns that looked terribly sharp came from its head which looked allmost like a deranged black lion with a scaled body and wings. The last was.... well it had no set form its body shifting constantly and oddly never staying still.
"Finally time for action" Rouge said when she flew off to the fight when she reached the deamons she seemed like a different dragon she viciously attacked one deamon then head-butted another one then burned another one as she followed Azronical.
"All right Darkender time for us to join the fight." Kyle said then Darkender shot off into the sky, when they got near to Rovertson Darkender was attacked by a medium sized deamon with no eyes yet could see perfectly fine, large sharp blades on its arm, three tentacles coming from its back and what Kyle could describe really bad breath. Darkender reacted by shooting a plasma blast to its face which hit the deamon hard but it counter attacked by punching Darkender in the stomach then started to strangle him with one of its tentacles. Darkender was squirming about trying to free himself as he was the deamon readied its bladed arms to strike Darkender's throat and just as it was about to strike Kyle pulled out his five-seven pistols and shot the deamon 5 times with both pistols in the tentacle that was strangling Darkender which made the deamon flinch and released Darkender "Now Darkender cartwheel throw then plasma blast." Kyle said as he put his pistols away and held on tight then Darkender grabbed the deamon with his back feet stared to do a clockwise cartwheel and threw the deamon down woulds then plasma blasted it into the sea "Good boy now back to going after Askin." Kyle said as he pulled his project to put the finishing touch on it.
"Well we wouldn't being doing our jobs if we just sat here. Let's show them what the Protectorate can do Arc!" Peter said, signaling Arc to take off. Once in the air the two of them dealt quickly with any small and medium sized demons that tried to intercept them, between Arc's purple static and Peter's mounted swordsmanship they wasted no time advancing toward the three archdemons who blocked the way to Askin. Peter knew that the longer this battle lasted the less likely they were to succeed, so he intended to focus on the main objective of their group, to disable Askin. "If nobody has any complaints, Arc and I would like to deal with that demon bat ourselves. So could you deal with those other two archdemons?" Peter called back to the others as he and Arc charged onward. Peter had a reason for going after the bat other than a random choice, the bat archdemon strongly resembled the demon that was described in the reports from a few Protectorate outposts that were wiped out by demon attacks. If this bat wasn't the one who did it, it certainly would know the demon who did. He also chose this one as his opponent simply because of the three archdemons Peter had heard Urkendel describe two of them before, the bat and the formless one. With that knowledge Peter recognized that only an experienced Ebonystriker or another archdemon would stand a good chance against the formless one, and the mixed archdemon was a wildcard, so he figured his and Arc's best chance of winning was against the bat archdemon.
Meanwhile Azura had found her own way to the ocean before anyone could stop her realeasing her built up rage into any unfortunate deamon he swam into her path. She felt an intense need to kill anything to get over how much that one cocky deamon annoyed her...
Gillien watched as the dragons ran off towards the fight but he had other plans. Running off to a nearby helipad he found the heli he had been modfieing. Ripping open a hatch on its side he ripped the ammo out of it and droped his backpack he had procured from the helpfull terrors he had grown to like he pulled out grenade rounds that had a golden mist in them. The same mist rovertson breathed. Putting them in a rush he heard a soft click of metal and barely rolled as a sharp axe embeded itself into the heli beside him... and a growl ensued from the source. He gasped out as a four armed monstrosity faced him. Each limb seemed to be covered in blinking eyes and its face just a giant maw sharp teeth jutting out in A beaverlike Way. The deamon roared out four broad axes in each arm. Rushing towards gillien he swung again with one of his arms nearly Takeing his head off but manageing to cut a swath of hair off the boy. Gillien felt something strange stir in him and the sword he was given burning hot and a Simple voice spoke in his head male in nature. "Wield me..." he nearly yelped rolling away as the deamon imbedded an Axe when he was just on the ground shocked the sword had said something in his head. The heat became unbearable from The sword so he pulled it out just to feel a strange calm overwelm each Sense and it was As if time slowed to his frantic mind and an overwelming presence of calm invaded him. Not by his own will his arms moved parrying a blow that would have cut strait thrue his midsection before subsequently cutting the offending limb off. Deep purple blood splashed over the boy as the deamon roared in agony. The blood on The blade simply seeped into it the metal allmost hungry for the thick compound urging the boy on and glowing brighter. It Was then gillien knew there was no Way this blade was a mortal weapon. "Smart one.... now fight!" Yelled the voice in his head at his relizeation the blade releaseing control over his limbs leaveing him to fend on his own as the deamon recovered its wits. Shakeing out of his shock the boy barely held off a blow from one of the three remaining arms as the other triped him. Rolling to avoid the third he sunk the blade in the deamons leg hobbleing it. Rolling back to his feet he pulled out the staff expanding it into the shield. Blocking a perticulerly violent hit his arm ringed in pain from hit nearly makeing him drop the shield. Counter artacking he thrust the Sword into the midsection and twisted it the roars loud and hard as he hit a perticulerly big eye causing the monster to collapse. Pulling the blade out he stared in wonder At it. Not a single drop of blood was on it... and it hummed allmost in.... Delight? Shakeing his head he Returned to Stocking the ammo on the heli confused with The Somehow... alive sword he had.
Rovertson just grunted a yes before roaring loudly the aurora gems glowing for a brief second. Running head first at the shapeless deamon he colided with the colosal zealous both of them slideing across the grond snapping at eachother the deamon takeing many shapes one time what looked like a giant snakes head snapping out of the jumbled mess of parts and chomping on Rovertsons shoulder. The light burned and seared the deamons flesh. The deamon tho just shrugged it off and in a sudden show off strength pushed rovertson off and into a piller causeing a pained roar to echo from him. It didn't last long tho as he got back up his eyes ablaze with fury before breathing his golden miss the explosion of it comeing in contact with demonic essence quite noticeable. They got right back to fighting in a snarling mess of claws. Meanwhile Azronical was handleing the strange deamon with multiple heads the ocasional sound of crunching and victorious roars allowing other to know of him winning the fight.
(Night) (shockers)
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Post by Shockstorm on Jan 8, 2015 18:14:24 GMT -5
"Its time" snarled rovertson a rage unseen most who met him lighting his eyes. He had waited a long time to get his revenge fully and final on the goddess.. his body tensed from the tension the demonic energies filled him with and his grapnel spikes lights swirling and snapping in agitation. Roaring out he ignored the rest of the party charging towards askin. She standed there behind her army on the far beach a smile on her face as if it was just a funny sight to see her prey rip into her army to get at her. As rovertson ran into the frey of dragons and deamons fighting eachother his light riped into deamons who got in his path the strands impalling the lesser deamons as his teeth ripped into anything of bigger nature on his path to his goal. Azronical right behind him protecting his sides and helping clear the way shards of rock finding its way into any prey in his way. Three archdeamons who didn't join the others blocked their path. One of them looked more like a giant bat with claws all on its wings and a bladed tail swinging arround. Parts of him looked rotten allmost the skin decayed and damaged. The deamon beside him followed along the lines of one would imagine of a mangled mix between a dragon, lion, and rhino. Horns that looked terribly sharp came from its head which looked allmost like a deranged black lion with a scaled body and wings. The last was.... well it had no set form its body shifting constantly and oddly never staying still.
"Finally time for action" Rouge said when she flew off to the fight when she reached the deamons she seemed like a different dragon she viciously attacked one deamon then head-butted another one then burned another one as she followed Azronical.
"All right Darkender time for us to join the fight." Kyle said then Darkender shot off into the sky, when they got near to Rovertson Darkender was attacked by a medium sized deamon with no eyes yet could see perfectly fine, large sharp blades on its arm, three tentacles coming from its back and what Kyle could describe really bad breath. Darkender reacted by shooting a plasma blast to its face which hit the deamon hard but it counter attacked by punching Darkender in the stomach then started to strangle him with one of its tentacles. Darkender was squirming about trying to free himself as he was the deamon readied its bladed arms to strike Darkender's throat and just as it was about to strike Kyle pulled out his five-seven pistols and shot the deamon 5 times with both pistols in the tentacle that was strangling Darkender which made the deamon flinch and released Darkender "Now Darkender cartwheel throw then plasma blast." Kyle said as he put his pistols away and held on tight then Darkender grabbed the deamon with his back feet stared to do a clockwise cartwheel and threw the deamon down woulds then plasma blasted it into the sea "Good boy now back to going after Askin." Kyle said as he pulled his project to put the finishing touch on it.
"Well we wouldn't being doing our jobs if we just sat here. Let's show them what the Protectorate can do Arc!" Peter said, signaling Arc to take off. Once in the air the two of them dealt quickly with any small and medium sized demons that tried to intercept them, between Arc's purple static and Peter's mounted swordsmanship they wasted no time advancing toward the three archdemons who blocked the way to Askin. Peter knew that the longer this battle lasted the less likely they were to succeed, so he intended to focus on the main objective of their group, to disable Askin. "If nobody has any complaints, Arc and I would like to deal with that demon bat ourselves. So could you deal with those other two archdemons?" Peter called back to the others as he and Arc charged onward. Peter had a reason for going after the bat other than a random choice, the bat archdemon strongly resembled the demon that was described in the reports from a few Protectorate outposts that were wiped out by demon attacks. If this bat wasn't the one who did it, it certainly would know the demon who did. He also chose this one as his opponent simply because of the three archdemons Peter had heard Urkendel describe two of them before, the bat and the formless one. With that knowledge Peter recognized that only an experienced Ebonystriker or another archdemon would stand a good chance against the formless one, and the mixed archdemon was a wildcard, so he figured his and Arc's best chance of winning was against the bat archdemon.
Meanwhile Azura had found her own way to the ocean before anyone could stop her realeasing her built up rage into any unfortunate deamon he swam into her path. She felt an intense need to kill anything to get over how much that one cocky deamon annoyed her...
Gillien watched as the dragons ran off towards the fight but he had other plans. Running off to a nearby helipad he found the heli he had been modfieing. Ripping open a hatch on its side he ripped the ammo out of it and droped his backpack he had procured from the helpfull terrors he had grown to like he pulled out grenade rounds that had a golden mist in them. The same mist rovertson breathed. Putting them in a rush he heard a soft click of metal and barely rolled as a sharp axe embeded itself into the heli beside him... and a growl ensued from the source. He gasped out as a four armed monstrosity faced him. Each limb seemed to be covered in blinking eyes and its face just a giant maw sharp teeth jutting out in A beaverlike Way. The deamon roared out four broad axes in each arm. Rushing towards gillien he swung again with one of his arms nearly Takeing his head off but manageing to cut a swath of hair off the boy. Gillien felt something strange stir in him and the sword he was given burning hot and a Simple voice spoke in his head male in nature. "Wield me..." he nearly yelped rolling away as the deamon imbedded an Axe when he was just on the ground shocked the sword had said something in his head. The heat became unbearable from The sword so he pulled it out just to feel a strange calm overwelm each Sense and it was As if time slowed to his frantic mind and an overwelming presence of calm invaded him. Not by his own will his arms moved parrying a blow that would have cut strait thrue his midsection before subsequently cutting the offending limb off. Deep purple blood splashed over the boy as the deamon roared in agony. The blood on The blade simply seeped into it the metal allmost hungry for the thick compound urging the boy on and glowing brighter. It Was then gillien knew there was no Way this blade was a mortal weapon. "Smart one.... now fight!" Yelled the voice in his head at his relizeation the blade releaseing control over his limbs leaveing him to fend on his own as the deamon recovered its wits. Shakeing out of his shock the boy barely held off a blow from one of the three remaining arms as the other triped him. Rolling to avoid the third he sunk the blade in the deamons leg hobbleing it. Rolling back to his feet he pulled out the staff expanding it into the shield. Blocking a perticulerly violent hit his arm ringed in pain from hit nearly makeing him drop the shield. Counter artacking he thrust the Sword into the midsection and twisted it the roars loud and hard as he hit a perticulerly big eye causing the monster to collapse. Pulling the blade out he stared in wonder At it. Not a single drop of blood was on it... and it hummed allmost in.... Delight? Shakeing his head he Returned to Stocking the ammo on the heli confused with The Somehow... alive sword he had.
Rovertson just grunted a yes before roaring loudly the aurora gems glowing for a brief second. Running head first at the shapeless deamon he colided with the colosal zealous both of them slideing across the grond snapping at eachother the deamon takeing many shapes one time what looked like a giant snakes head snapping out of the jumbled mess of parts and chomping on Rovertsons shoulder. The light burned and seared the deamons flesh. The deamon tho just shrugged it off and in a sudden show off strength pushed rovertson off and into a piller causeing a pained roar to echo from him. It didn't last long tho as he got back up his eyes ablaze with fury before breathing his golden miss the explosion of it comeing in contact with demonic essence quite noticeable. They got right back to fighting in a snarling mess of claws. Meanwhile Azronical was handleing the strange deamon with multiple heads the ocasional sound of crunching and victorious roars allowing other to know of him winning the fight.
Peter and Arc wasted no time as they came up to the bat archdemon, as soon as they were in range Arc shot off three bolts of purple static towards the archdemon, powered down since they were meant to test how fast and agile this archdemon is, which was important to know since Peter would prefer to not have his gravestone say "Skewered by demonic bat". Sadly the archdemon avoided all three with relative ease, though Peter and Arc both noticed that one of the bolts came close to landing a hit, but it didn't give them time to contemplate that as the bat rushed toward them. As the demon got closer the smell of rotting flesh became horrendously strong and Arc physically flinched away from the smell, which conveniently saved hims from getting slashed by the demon's wing blades. "That was way too close for comfort!" Arc retorted as he followed his original flinching motion through into a backwards roll, whipping the demon with his tail in the process. All the while Peter tucked his body in close to Arc's as the demon's bladed tail swung around close enough to decapitate him, though in the moment Peter managed to glimpse the demon and saw that it was in pain, albeit not much, from the spot where Arc's tail had hit a spot of it's more rotten and decayed flesh. "Nearly lost my head, but I think I'm starting to get an idea on how to beat this thing! Keep it busy while I get things ready Arc!" Peter said as he leaned down and began searching through the combat equipment he kept on Arc's saddle. "I'll try, but don't blame me if you fall off!" Arc replied as he focused on his evasive flying, keeping equal pace with the demon. What troubled Arc was that the demon thus far hadn't made a single noise other than a slight hiss whenever he hit it, he didn't know whether that was just natural or if the archdemon had some trump card it was saving it they proved to be too much trouble. He seemed to recall old Urkendel mentioning something along those lines about this archdemon, but Arc just couldn't quite remember and the bat left little time to think on the matter.
(night)
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Post by night fury100 on Jan 10, 2015 21:45:02 GMT -5
As Kyle was heading towards the overs he saw a group of 5 demons heading towards Peter and Arc "we have to help them out Darkender." Kyle said. Darkender nodded in agreement and shot towards them. When they were near Kyle had just finished his invention "all right time to test this thing out" Kyle said as he began to aim the devise at the demons when he was sure he would hit them he pulled the trigger and a big ball of powerful energy shot out and hit one of the demons then jumped to the others draining their energy and making them drop like rocks. "now that's what i like to see lets see if anyone else needs some cover."
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Post by killjoy on Feb 6, 2015 0:35:56 GMT -5
(I'll be back soon I just regained internet.)
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Post by night fury100 on Feb 6, 2015 10:57:18 GMT -5
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