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Post by Fainis the Sadistic Pansexual on Feb 2, 2013 14:44:59 GMT -5
While the two beings of destruction and death stood against one one another, unmasked and enraged, twin beckons of chaos and cackles circled like starving sharks eying each other for their next meal. Famine strode with confidence that defied his caved chest and shambling gait, a constant chuckle spilling from his lipless maw and a glint in his dead eyes. Fenris slunk low and aggressively, her head thrown in every which direction to fling off the vile foam that smeared it, but all eight venom yellow orbs remaining locked on the Third Horseman at all times. Fire and smog trailed behind the wolf like a ghastly cloak, purple vapor billowing from the swelling slashes on her shoulder and white flames licking from every speck of red on her coat, but the demon was only concerned with one thing at the moment- Famine.
Fenris was infamous for her thundercrack of a laugh, her hellish rumble of humor equally famed and feared here as it was on her native world. But as much as the Hound of Death appreciated laughter, she could not stand to be laughed at herself. It was her that could laugh, not anyone else! Laughter was hers! It was only hers! And now this brittle, skeletal frame of a beast dared cackle at her? The queen of chortles? The lady of laughs? The wolf's mouth drew back into a hard, angry line.
It made her very blood boil.
Scowl becoming a snarl, Death's Bride drew her split, bloodied lips over fierce conical fangs and howled for the head of Famine. The devil dog had quickly learned that the blood and flesh of the Horseman was foul, but she had more means of mutilation than just her claws and fangs. The shade that traveled far back into Fenris's slimy maw slithered forward, instead wrapping around her bared jaws and taking their jagged, open form. Then, with a boom! like cannon fire, the shadowy teeth launched! Snapping and spitting as they sailed through the ashen air, the hate-filled fangs plunged into Famine's collapsed chest, chomping down and sending messy geysers of sickly gore spewing from the lean devil's body cavity. Seemingly unaffected, Famine threw back his skull-like head and laughed. Unseen by him, yellow eyes twitched at this.
"Oh, man," chuckled the Third Horseman. "And I though that you were s'pose to be some big bad pooch. Is that all ya' got?"
The gaunt giant's laughter paused as he looked down and found two hellfire beams thrown from the hound's dragon heads and converging on his own smug skull. The fleshless fiend was rocked back like a towering dead tree as the dual rays connected, his cranium caught between them. Loose branches of scorched skin and cracked teeth fell from the grim tree as an orange burst of demon flame and flesh-fed smoke bloomed out like a destructive flower, the lifeless monolith nearly toppling as the dark haze consumed him, his already scant face scattered like a splashed puddle. Now taking her own chance to cackle wildly, Fenris trotted forward swiftly before kicking out, leaping towards the staggered Horseman like a furred missile, dust, ash, and blood flowing behind her like exhaust.
But out of the smoke came the slender arm of Famine, and the grinning snout of the wolf smashed into its open palm. Sickening cracks! of boney collision rang from both the snout and the arm, but only one was affected. Falling straight down as the tip of her muzzle splattered with red, Fenris yelped, her clawed limbs smacking the rocky earth in protest. Striding from the smoke with a chuckle, Famine rolled his wrists and grinned down- or at least what could be roughly called a grin without lips and much of his teeth- at the hellhound. Eyes narrowing into slits, the wild-pelted pooch swiped forward with a long front limb, three arcs of darkness flying from the lanky paw. The triple crescent bit deep into the cloven hoof of Famine, diving the boney toe into three parts and flinging it backwards. Foul fluid drizzled from the hard hooves, the gashes easily down to the bone at their close range. As the thin devil teetered, teetered, and then fell, Fenris pressed her canine head into the ground and rolled forward her reptilian muzzles, hoping to skewer the skull of her skeletal opponent on their scaly horns...
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Post by Inferno Rodan on Feb 4, 2013 1:26:32 GMT -5
But Famine catches the horns with his hands, before promptly tossing her over his back. The hellhound lands gracefully on her feet as Famine gets to his own. As the Horseman turns around to face Fenris, streams of acid from both of her tails splash against his visage. Fenris is rather surprised when Famine screams in pain and stumbles back, clutching his face. Her toothy maws twist into their trademark grins. She’s finally found something to hurt this creature!
But her grins quickly turn to scowls as Famine’s screams turn into hysterical laughter. He removes his hands from his face, his flesh still sizzling and smoking as partially melted bits fall away.
“AAAHAHA! GOTCHA!”
A stream of thick, yellow-brown gas shoots forth from Famine’s mouth and quickly engulfs Fenris. Instantly, the devil dog begins to howl in pain as her eyes, noses, mouths, throats, and lungs begin to burn worse than anything she’s ever experienced. Her skin begins to burn as well. She quickly leaps out of the cloud of gas, but the damage has been done. Her airways begin to swell and close up, making her uncontrollable hacking turn into feeble wheezing as she struggles for air. Her skin begins to break out in blisters, many of which quickly pop, oozing foul-smelling yellow pus and revealing ulcers.
Too distracted by her own suffering, Fenris fails to notice Famine coming toward her. The Third Horseman reaches out, grabbing Fenris by the fur of her scalp and lifting her up. He then brings up his other hand, pressing his fingers into a tight row as the purple vapor forms around them. A moment later, Fenris howls in agony as Famine’s hand plunges into the hole left by her ripped-off scorpion pincer. Leaving his hand buried in the wound for a few seconds as Fenris flails, the Horseman then brutally rips it out, eliciting another yelp from her.
Famine releases his grip on Fenris’ scalp, letting her flop to the ground with the purple vapor rising from the now significantly larger wound on her side. Extending his long tongue, the twisted creature licks some of the hellhound’s blood from his hand before erupting into laughter once again. Fenris can do little more than snarl in utter fury. Her body simply refuses to do anything more at the moment. After several seconds, Famine’s cackling subsides and he glances over at the massive balance scale he’d summoned upon his arrival. Both pans have filled with the white, fiery energy, one much more than the other.
“Well, as much as I’m enjoying this,” he says, turning back to Fenris, “looks like your time is up.”
Fenris, through sheer willpower alone, manages to force herself to her feet. But just as she’s about to attack, the energy on the fuller side of the balance scale leaps over onto the opposite pan. With all of the energy in one pan now, the scale tips. When the pan with all the energy lowers, a low “boom” reverberates through the area.
At that moment, Fenris is ripped apart.
Her chest caves in. Her wolf face melts. Her stomach explodes in a horrific display of gore. Her fur is burned away and her flesh scorched before being flayed in dozens of places. Every bit of damage sustained by the other three monsters is inflicted upon Fenris almost instantaneously.
Fenris’ body collapses to the rocky ground, mangled almost beyond recognition as she splashes down into a quickly spreading pool of her own blood. She can do nothing but gurgle weakly as her body gives an occasional involuntary twitch. Its purpose fulfilled, the enormous balance scale disappears. Famine stands for a few moments, staring and soaking in the horrific sight before him.
“So... beautiful.” he says blissfully.
After several more seconds, a loud BOOM gets his attention and finally makes him look away. War and Armageddon are duking it out still.
“Next!” Chuckle.
With Armageddon having his hands full against War, he fails to notice the other Horseman coming up behind him...
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Post by Inferno Rodan on Feb 4, 2013 23:35:40 GMT -5
War and Armageddon lock hands and struggle against each other. They seem at a stalemate at first, then Armageddon’s eyes flicker with orange power. But before he can fire, searing pain rips down his back, making him lose focus for a moment. That’s all War needs to turn the tables. The Second Horseman overpowers the Envoy of the End, forcing the larger beast’s wrists backward nearly to the breaking point before slamming him to the ground. The red brute then delivers a literally earth-shattering punch to Armageddon’s skull, the ground cratering under his head and forming cracks which ooze lava. Behind where Armageddon had been standing, Famine flexes his fingers, purple vapor dispersing from both of his hands. War narrows his eyes at him.
“I said I don’t need hel-”
“I’m not helping. I’m just having some fun.”
War snorts. Turning his gaze back to Armageddon, the Second Horseman levels his left arm with the prone beast, a mini-nuke preparing to fire. Suddenly, a trio of energy blasts explode across the big red monster’s form. They barely faze the behemoth, but they do get his attention.
Fenris.
Defiant as ever despite being unable to stand, the Bitch Queen had managed to summon the strength to fire off a trio of Hellfire Blasts. War slowly moves his arm from Armageddon to Fenris, intending to finish her off. A moment later, the warhead fires. Despite her impending doom, Fenris’ maws twist into grins. A final act of spite against the Horsemen.
A moment later, there’s a white flash followed by a massive explosion. When the smoke and fire fades, the Horsemen are greeted by an unexpected sight. A crystalline barrier shimmers before dispersing, revealing Neo-Spacegodzilla. The crystal tyrant looks over his shoulder at Fenris. He’d protected her. With a snort, he turns his attention back to War. Letting loose an ear-splitting roar, NSG hurls himself toward War, batting Famine aside with his telekinesis in the process.
He’s got a score to settle with the Second Horseman.
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Meanwhile, deep within the Hub, one of the controllers overseeing the match is about to bring the might of the UCA’s weapons down on Neo-Spacegodzilla.
“Wait.” says the shadowy figure of the head of the UCA. “This could be... interesting.”
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Post by Omegarex24 on Feb 4, 2013 23:44:50 GMT -5
"Son of a bitch beat us to it," Ben said as he stepped into the teleporter pad, alongside Lenneth and Cerberus. "I can't believe that this Spacegodzilla clone got there before we did."
"Just make sure we come out firing," Natalie replied as the light engulfed their machines. "Hit em hard and fast."
"You don't need to tell me twice," Ben said, as the light faded revealing the blood soaked battlefield. Already, NSG was preparing to lay into war, although behind him, Famine was recovering from the telekinetic shove. As the lanky devil rose, a trio of railgun rounds slammed into his back, pitching him forward again, while a beam of intense cold coated his flanks and a volley of SLAMRs exploded across his body.
"You've been a bad boy," Ben said as he and the other two mechs with him prepared to fight.
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Post by The Great MM on Feb 4, 2013 23:51:25 GMT -5
Neo-SpaceGodzilla roars like a defiant devil. Cosmic power surging through every molecular of his intergalactic body, the space saurian sneers. His crimson eyes, full of hate, locked onto War instantly. The crystalline tyrant immediately launched his famed corona beam, wrapping the beam around itself in mid-air before the knife-like tip stabbed into the Horseman’s shoulder and detonated. The muscled demon collapsed to a knee as the explosive detonated, showering the burning landscape in bits of his flesh of armor.
But as the clone of the king bellowed in triumphant, the sound of wings beating the air came. His brow looked up, eyes narrowing as snow white wings moved overhead. The first of the four Horseman called out to the cobalt kaiju. “You know great power! But never such as ours!”
The winged humanoid lifted his bow, several arrows manifesting within the weapon as lightning cracked between his heavenly wings. He then looked down at the newly arriving Lenneth, Darktide, and Cerberus. “Your creations are an insult to true warriors. It will be my pleasure to sever your bonds with such blasphemies!”
The arrow fired and, instantly, the three arrows erupted into a shower of deadly projectiles! The storm of flying daggers descended upon the trio of interferers, stabbing into their bodies with ease! The giants bellowed in a mixture of pain and rage, quickly falling into heaps as the volcanic landscape erupted into a blistering wall of heat and smoke. The armored-clad Horseman touched down, his steel hooves clanging on the volcanic rock.
“You okay, ole’ boy?” His protected head looked down at War and an arm reaching out. In response, the crimson entity tugged his hand away.
“I don’t need your help!” He shouted boldly, “I will rip them apart on my own!”
(OOC: Free-for-all fight, as of now. Post order:
Dan Horsemen Hayes Horsemen OR Horsemen IR
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Post by GI Jho on Feb 5, 2013 0:24:12 GMT -5
Armageddon had been brutally wounded, but the apocalypse incarnate was not one to back down from a fight. His eyes flickered dimly, as blood trickled down from his wounds, and tendrils quickly rippled forth from the numerous wounds on his body, filling up the damage inflicted upon his tattered form. The abomination let out an ear splitting roar, his maw dripping with green gore, before his arm reached forward, and a flurry of tentacles rippled forth. Massive tendrils impaled themselves into War and Famine's backs, before they were violently yanked towards the wounded monstrosity.
"Did you think... I was DONE with you?!" Armageddon snarled, his green blood splattering forth from his maw every time he spoke. Using all of his strength, Armageddon soon began to lift the two overhead, and the pummeling begun. Blow after blow, Armageddon slammed his opponents into the volcanic ground, shattering stones and causing magma to flow onto their hides each time. Their skin began to splinter and bleed, and magma was allowed to run into their wounds, scorching their muscles, and, in the case of the flimsy famine, begin to roast him alive! In Arma's mindless, pain-driven rampage, though, he barely noticed Neo-Space Godzilla, approaching form behind. A Corona beam lanced across his spine, nearly flooring the now weakened abomination. Angered and blinded by hate, Armageddon turned towards The space kaiju, his eyes filled with hatred.
Neo Space Godzilla prepared another Corona blast, but was denied even this. Using all his power, Armageddon flung War straight towards the Godzilla clone, the Horseman colliding full-force into his opponent. The two were sent flying across the arena, into a large crest of obsidian and stone. The two warriors splashed down into a lava pool below, bathing the two in magma, before several, 100,000 ton stones collapsed on top of them, damaging them even more.
Such an exertion of energy cost Armageddon much of his strength. The monstrosity fell to one knee, and panted, the tendrils impaled into Famine withdrawing. The emaciated Horsemen simply chuckled.
"What? Did you REALLY think you could win?" Famine gloated. "his was all but a ploy.. all a lie for you to lose... to US!"
Armageddon snarled. "Perhaps it was... but you won't be getting through this alive!"
"Oh Yeah?" Famine gloated. "And what are you-"
Tendrils soon wrapped around Famine's neck, as Armageddon rose back to his feet.
"THIS!"
Armageddon massive jaws soon wrapped around Famine's neck, the horseman's energy being drained into the Apocalypse incarnate's body. Though tough, Famine was nowhere near as durable as his "brother", War, and as such, was much more susceptible to the draining. Within a few seconds, Famine was left almost completely helpless from the vampiric bite. Arma grunted, before he dropped Famine's currently limp form. It tasted foul, but it gave him a nice boost in energy... it should carry him for now...
Turning to the battle ensuing, Armageddon warped out of the physical plane, before he appeared over Conquest and Darktide's heads, aiming to crush them beneath his bulk...
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Post by The Great MM on Feb 5, 2013 6:58:38 GMT -5
I just want to remind everyone that the fighting and rioting, thus far, is limited just to the thread in the Hub. It will bleed onto here soon enough once everyone arrives.
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Post by The Great MM on Feb 5, 2013 18:40:53 GMT -5
The eldricth abomination howled loudly and brought his clobbering hands down. Darktide collapsed, neck and shoulders erupting into sparks. However, a racing pain shot through the hand that dropped onto Conquest! His palm landed directly onto the Spartan-like helmet and the hair that tipped it in a mohawk stabbed directly through his hand, as if some sort of demented porcupine. Armageddon pulled his hand back, spraying green gore across Conquest’s body. Several of the hairs had come off, acting much like porcupine needles… except these stabbed straight through the hand!
The armored-clad Horseman chuckled, “That’ll learn ya.” He spat, lifting his bow as Armageddon backed away on his hind legs. Within the bow, a singular arrow formed… A red arrow. The energy arrow began to burn, turning bright red with orange flames flickering.
Then… it launched!
The fire arrow struck the center of Armageddon’s chest. In less then a second, the entire body of Armageddon was swallowed by a hellish explosion! The abomination fell back, his leathery flesh turned to embers. The muscle underneath boiled and flaked, almost as if wood baked in the sun for far too long. The blast then expanded, flying past the three Horseman without harming the trio while also swallowing up the mechs and other beasts…
As soon as the blossoming explosion reached Neo-SpaceGodzilla, intense power was automatically absorbed into his crystals. The tyrant of space beasts screamed in absolute gluttony at first, but after a few seconds, it all changed. Like a sponge taking in too much water, the saurian’s body began to leak. The fiery energy tore through his hide and crystals, several of the smaller crystal spines lining his back erupting into shards and sparks. The space clone of the monster king collapsed to the side, gasping for an end as the energy tore through his body, cauterizing the wounds but leaving his entire body raked with damage.
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Post by Fainis the Sadistic Pansexual on Feb 6, 2013 21:54:05 GMT -5
Fenris screamed as the surge of energy ripped over her body and vaporized what was left of her fur, leaving her ugly and naked. Scorched and hairless, the Cerberus-like hound was a truly hideous sight, sprawled across the ground and drooling from her jaws like some great hell worm. Although agony danced in her head and soul like crazed worshipers at an alter, the wolf's wounds- like those of the space saurian- were cauterized instantly. They would bleed no more, and for a beast so close to death and so fond of combat, that was much preferred. Fenris would rather die a thousands times with her jaws locked around her killer than die once gurgling and leaking like something left behind in distaste. That was the death she gave, and that was the end she wished to receive.
A sudden concussive wave snapped her from her thoughts, and Fenris was sent tumbling.
As she rolled and crashed across the jagged earth, a trail of scabby flesh and red smears left in her wake, the Hound of Death laughed. She cackled. Being so near to death had almost made her forget. She was still in a fight! This was no time to die. Not yet. Not without showing the Horsemen what she could do. And Neo-SpaceGodzilla... her favorite playmate come to help! That was simply too much of a dream for a day of dying. So she would simply have to survive then, at least until her business was done. It would be impolite to do otherwise.
Finally grinding to a stop, a blood trail soaking the soil behind her, Fenris rolled her yellow eyes up to behold War. The Second Horseman was moving his small, hog-like eyes between Armageddon and NSG, trying to pick a target. Both would be smote by combat incarnate. All there was to decide was the order. Greedily cutting in line to be the colossus's next victim, Fenris threw her mauled head up and bit into the Horseman's beefy leg! The wolf was too ravaged to even stand, but she worked up all the strength she could muster to chomp down, driving her fangs through tough flesh and muscle. She was fueled by adrenaline and bloodlust alone by this point. Her effort was reward by a blossom of hot flavor, the tinged taste of copper spilling onto her tongue with vigor. The wolf wanted to laugh, to grin, but War's hoofed foot came down on her snout like a hammer! The demon dog howled into the brute's ragged flesh, blood spraying from her mouth corners as her muzzle was split with a red burst. War snorted and raised his blood-splattered hoof to smash down again. The wolf, even in her savaged state, predicted this was coming and made a move first. Like a skinned crocodile, the naked, pink creature rolled! War's dense hide was parted from his meat as the wolf twisted and twirled her body across the ground like something trapped and distressed, her raw, soot-smeared form encircling the Horseman's foot like a shot piece of prey, a large slab of red coming loose in her jaws. The wolf gobbled it down, and felt great spirit rise in her broken body as it settled in her stomach.
If she were to die today, she would make pieces of War die with her!
Hardly fazed by the chunk missing from his calf, the wound knitting shut fast, War turned and leered down at Fenris. Leveling his metallic arm on the hellhound, the Horseman intended to blow her away with a close range mini-nuke, but the demon lashed out with her tails. Entangling them around his hooves, the chimeric creature heaved, doing her best to topple War and bring them to an even playing field...
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Post by Inferno Rodan on Feb 8, 2013 22:29:59 GMT -5
While War proves to be too strong and heavy for Fenris to actually topple in her current condition, she does succeed in jerking him hard enough to throw off his aim and send the mini-nuke flying off into the distance before exploding against the scenery.
Meanwhile, Armageddon is still reeling from Conquest’s assault against him. He will get no respite, either, as Famine approaches him. The Apocalypse Incarnate spits a blast of his Devil’s Flare at the Horseman, engulfing most of his torso in the black, acidic flames. Famine continues forward, completely unfazed, and lashes out with his lanky arm, stabbing his hand into Armageddon’s gaping stomach wound. The larger beast snarls in pain as the purple vapor begins to pour out from his wound, the energy eating away at his innards. He brings his powerful forearm down on Famine’s head, the sheer force of the blow putting Famine on his knees as a sickening crack rings out from his skull. The Third Horseman otherwise seems to barely notice the blow, and brings up his free hand to clutch Armageddon’s arm.
The behemoth brings up his other arm in preparation for another sledgehammer-like blow, failing to notice what’s going on with the arm that Famine is gripping. The strike connects, forcing Famine down again with another audible crunch but still having essentially no meaningful effect. At that, Famine rips his hand out of Armageddon’s gut, a burst of the purple vapor quickly puffing out afterward, and brings it up to grip Armageddon’s arm. Now with both of the beast’s arms in his grasp, Famine begins to laugh.
“You FOOL! AHAHAHAAA!”
“I’M a fool? I don’t think you realize what sort of position you’ve put yourself in!”
With that, the Envoy of the End grabs Famine’s head between his burly hands and effortlessly hoists the emaciated Horseman up. But just as he’s about to fling Famine halfway to the horizon, he realizes his prey feels like it’s rapidly getting heavier.
A maniacal cackle.
Within seconds, Armageddon can no longer support Famine’s weight. As the Horseman’s feet touch the ground, Armageddon finally takes notice of his own arms. The once-muscular appendages have shrunk noticeably in girth, looking especially shriveled where Famine’s hands are touching him. Eyes wide with confusion, Armageddon tries to pull away. Famine’s grip holds firm, though, and the behemoth can’t get away.
“You were saying?” More cackling.
Armageddon prepares to unleash his Oblivion’s Wrath, but Famine releases his grip on one of the monster’s arms and wraps his fingers around Armageddon’s snout, forcing his jaws shut and preventing the attack from being fired. The Horseman then releases Armageddon’s other arm and plunges his hand into the monster’s stomach wound again. Then, in a display of surprising strength on the part of the lanky Horseman, Famine hoists Armageddon overhead before slamming him down back-first on the other side. Keeping his one hand wrapped around Armageddon’s jaws and the other buried in the behemoth’s gut, Famine presses down with all his weight to keep Armageddon pinned. With his severely weakened arms, Armageddon can only put up token resistance as Famine continues to drain him dry. Tendrils suddenly sprout from the monster’s shoulders, stomach, and face and stab into the Horseman at numerous points all over his body. Not only does Famine not even flinch, but the tendrils quickly wither up like worms in the scorching sun before limply falling away from Famine’s body, at which point they retract into Armageddon’s body.
Famine begins cackling madly again, absolutely reveling in his opponent’s desperate - and quickly weakening - struggles.
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Post by Omegarex24 on Feb 12, 2013 15:26:37 GMT -5
As Armageddon's struggles weaken, Famine is suddenly gripped from behind, as Cerberus' secondary heads grab the lanky devil's arms and forcibly rip them away from Armageddon. The three headed machine continues to apply pressure, all the while injecting nanite charges into Famine's blood. Cerberus then clamps his primary head onto Famine's neck, holding the demon cruciform as he surges several million volts of electricity through the devil's body. As Famine tries to extricate himself from the machine's grasp, Cerberus' two tentacles swing forward, the bladed tips spinning like drills as they jab into Famine's chest, burrowing through his flesh like hungry worms, before the machine attempts to pull Famine apart with sheer brute strength.
Meanwhile, Lenneth and Darktide were both ganging up on Conquest, seeing as how he was the only horseman without a dance partner...or two. As Darktide nailed the armored horseman with a blast from the Hyper Nova Cannon, Lenneth completed a flyby with her sword, the laser edged tip slicing into the sections weakened by the heavy particle beam's passing. Conquest, however, was not so easily deterred, as the horseman lifted his bow and prepared to fire again, before his aim was spoiled by another MAC-3 round slamming into his face, followed by a blast from Lenneth's Zero Cannon, the ice crystals further blinding the enemy.
"It's nice to be able to work together again," Ben commented as he began to charge the Ion Linear Cannon.
"I know, right," Natalie replied as she deployed several orbiting drones. "Makes for a nice change of pace."
As Conquest ripped away at the ice coating his face, he was greeted by the sight of Darktide, as the black machine discharged the particle cannon right at the white horseman's chest, the searing blast ripping into the armored warrior's chest and slagging armor, all the while Lenneth's drones fired their lasers into gaps in the armor before returning to recharge.
"Keep him busy while I charge the Harmonics Disruptor. Let's see if that will do a better job of weakening that armor."
"Got it," Natalie responded as she launched her mech forward, sword ready to carve Conquest like a turkey...
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Post by The Great MM on Feb 16, 2013 13:09:15 GMT -5
As the feminine mech charged forward, a vice grip ensnared the back of its skull. Her legs flew out from underneath her as War held tight, snorting like a hog behind her. Her right leg stepped forward to brace as War pushed her head down at an angle, making her align horizontally with the burning ground. The hog-like Horseman continued to snort “It’s been a long time!”
By now, Natalie’s partner was already aware of what would soon follow. Before the demon could even begin his insulting assault, Darktide unloaded with his cannons! The blistering beams speared into the chest of the beast, making him release Lenneth and stumble back.
“God damn insect humans!”
His robotic arm lifted up and a small nozzle emerged. The nozzle clicked once before a spray of teal-colored gas sprayed forth! The gas quickly engulfed both mechs, doing absolutely nothing to their outside components. But inside… as the gas penetrated vents and airways… it began to fill the cockpits! The human pilots began to scream in agony as their eyes and throats began to burn from tear gas. Darktide collapsed to the ground with Ben unable to regain control.
“Die you miserable pieces of shit!”
As Lenneth sat a mere hundred meters or so from him, War unsheathed his sword. He walked forward, his massive hooves banging the obsidian ground. Then, he lifted the sword high and… with a bellowing roar… drove it down! The blade impaled directly through Lenneth’s mid-section, tearing out her back and into the hard ground with a clang!
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Post by Inferno Rodan on Feb 16, 2013 22:02:04 GMT -5
Before War can do any more damage, he’s suddenly ripped off his feet and hurled through the air before crashing down and bouncing across the rocky ground for several hundred meters. The Horseman quickly gets to his feet, more annoyed than anything, and looks over toward where he was a moment before. Neo-Spacegodzilla is hovering just above the ground not far from Lenneth, glaring at him with fiery red eyes as bolts of psionic energy crackle across his body.
By now, Conquest has recovered from the mechs’ attacks and raises his bow, taking aim at the crystal tyrant. But before he can do anything, crystal missiles start raining down on him from above, the powerful explosions driving him to the ground.
The psychic saurian sneers. At that moment, War’s sword is ripped out of Lenneth’s torso and hovers into the air, pointing its tip toward the Horseman before launching forward like a rocket. He’ll impale the monster with its own weapon!
The blade streaks toward War, zeroing in on the dead-center of his chest. The behemoth makes no move to avoid it, though, and simply stands in place. Suddenly, the sword stops, its tip literally a couple inches away from War’s chest. NSG’s eyes widen for a moment before narrowing again. He focuses more telekinetic power behind the weapon. The sword practically vibrates, straining under the force, but doesn’t get any closer to its owner.
“Nice try,” chuckles War, “but we can’t be harmed by our own weapons.”
With that, the Horseman reaches up and grabs his sword with his right hand, then leans forward, bringing his bazookas to bear against NSG. The crystal saurian reacts quickly, erecting his shield just in time to block the projectiles. The shells slam into the crystalline barrier a fraction of a second later, detonating in a massive fireball that spreads out in all directions. The shield holds, though, and Neo-Spacegodzilla takes it down once the fire begins to disperse. This ends up being a grave mistake, as a moment later a mini-nuke spears through the smoke and strikes NSG square in the chest. The crystal tyrant is sent flying backwards by the bast, but manages to fire off his Corona beam in retaliation as he sails through the air. The twisting beam lances into War’s shoulder and explodes as NSG hits the ground, making the Horseman grunt. Neo-Spacegodzilla, meanwhile, lays on the ground with his chest ripped open, coughing up blood.
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Post by The Great MM on Feb 23, 2013 21:20:22 GMT -5
As War loomed over the fallen Neo-SpaceGodzilla, his bazookas still smoking from the recent blasting, a sickening cry of hellish agony came from behind. Fenris limped forward, blood soaking nearly every inch of her body. The UCA Champion was as close to death as she had ever been, but she refused to die. Not like this. If she were to die in this battle, it’d be in the midst of combat! For she was Hell’s true queen! She lowered her three, slobbering jaws into a growl. Both of her lethal tails lifted, ready to strike down this abomination! War tilted his head, gasmask spewing smoke as his chest heaved. “You’re ready to die?” The champion snarled, “If I die, I’m taking you out with me.” Only War able to read what was going through her mind. War gripped his sword tightly, “Then come and get me.” Despite her broken body, Fenris erupted! She leaped at war incarnate, jaws ready to rip him to shreds! Despite his bulky size, War quickly sidestepped and swung out with his blade! Fenris hit the ground on all fours where he once stood, three jaws agape. Her wolf head lifted, howling into the battlefield as her left, draconic head slipped from her shoulder… beheaded! The hellhound collapsed, stump spraying her crimson gore across War’s legs. “Mangy mutt.” The Horseman spat, kicking with all of his strength! His hoofed foot slammed into her gut, punting her into the air. She landed with a thud, slamming on top of Neo-SpaceGodzilla. War turned around, “That’s it! That’s your UCA CHAMPION!?” A noise came from above, but the skies breaking apart was hidden by the thick clouds of smoke being generated by the volcanic battlefield… Back in the UCA hub, the doors had broken! The kaiju had flooded into the central telepods that led directly to this championship bout! A sudden movement slammed into War, knocking the Horseman to a knee. His eyes burned with anger, becoming bright red and visible from behind the mask’s eye plates. Standing tall, hand clenching his mace, Darklore… His countless enslaved souls spoke softly to the demonic abomination. “Your soul… is his.” As Darklore stepped forward, several arrows slammed into his body from Conquest. He stumbled back, taken by surprise from the attack and its power. Pieces of his hide and Godly armor blew off as he was blanketed in flames of various color… From the smoke clouds above… dozens of shapes began to descend. The kaiju of the UCA have arrived to wage war! (OOC: It has begun officially! The war! For those that had signed up here. Your three kaiju can join this all-out war. You can attack the Horsemen and other kaiju. There is no post order, but one player can not post again until three others have. This means I can’t post again with Darklore, Thresher, or Rosie until three others have posted. The Horsemen are exceptions to this “rule”. Players can also be a bit more violent in this war than standard matches. Here you can break minor bones (ribs, fingers) and do minor impalements. Regeneration (outside of Horsemen) is still turned off. Only attack kaiju that are in this battle before your own posts. Just a reminder, Death has yet to appear!)
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Post by Tenshi the Sunkern on Feb 23, 2013 21:31:51 GMT -5
OOC: OH YES!
As war tried to rise up, a hand grabbed his shoulder. "So your one of the Horsemen are you?" The sadistic being known as Yuuka smirked as she put on the pressure quickly, War's shoulder struggling to hold up to the monstrous strength. "This is going to be quite some fun, then." She hissed as she hurled him into Conquest, both Horsemen tumbling over one another. She smirked again. This was going to be so much fun. She charged, the veyr ground shaking under the plant conglomerate's weight as she struck into the rising War and Conquest, her great bulk and strength plowing over them like a runaway freight train. War was sent sprawling into a lake of lava, while COnquest skidded to a stop. Several flaming arrows fired from his bow and struck the plant, blasting into her armor and washing flames over it. "Not very impressive. I have met gods who hit much harder than that in similar circumstances.... So how would you like to play a little game." She reached forward and dug her fingers into Conquest's shoulder, the vines within splaying into hsi flesh and ripping it apart. "I get to hurt you as much as I like until you squeal..."
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