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Post by Fainis the Sadistic Pansexual on Jul 11, 2014 4:18:36 GMT -5
The brutish ursine bruiser raked her wicked claws across the armored snout of the emerald one, slashing through the bony plates that made up his head and almost putting out his eye. Titernia grinned sadistically as blood spurted from the wailing muzzle of the hero and stained her long, sickle-like claws. The hooked talons hacked easily through his pale white mane after nicking his serrated brow ridges. Old eye redder than the blood that drizzled down his mauled head flared in fury as the pitiful tufts of his shredded mane fell past his face. The serpent's scales raised like hackles and he beat his wings, driving Titernia away with a fearsome squall of wind. Like a primal god of old, the ancient monster rose up, the blood bubbling from his head as his body heated up and made all the sand slip from between his scales like water. A swirling wail of almighty rage echoed from the open jaws of the god-serpent.
Enough, spoke the mind of the serpent, quiet as a whisper, loud as thunder, biting into Titernia's ears like the smoothest of razors. My patience for you wears thin. I was made to believe that you are a guardian. I now see that I was gravely mislead. You, who delights in the agony of your foes, are no guardian. You are an abomination! A monstrosity! And, by the name of Ayaoni, I will scorch you from the face of this planet like the insect you are!
Superheated air from beneath the hero's scales weaved around his angry, writhing body in an infernal sphere, turning all the sand beneath him into liquid glass. Slamming the burning sky with his wings, the age old serpent whipped up a storm of melted glass. Titernia growled as she was sliced into by a thousand blades of molten glass, the blood boiling away before it could spill from her gore-ringed body. Driven back by a wave of heat and debris, the earthen brawler soon found herself rolled onto her back and trapped that way, the heat-pounded sand becoming malleable and dipping beneath her girth. Eyes shining hard and merciless beneath the shadow of his scarred brows, the Sun Warrior bared his sharp saber teeth and slashed down! Titernia howled as she was unzipped, the heated fangs slicing through her belly like scythes of separate reapers, each sapping a portion of her soul and dulling her life force. Sickly hot blood splattered- and then evaporated from- the hacking head of the emerald serpent as he sawed swiftly into his foe, opening her from the left armpit to the groin. The wrathful old serpent only stopped when his veil of whirling hell was torn asunder by another with the power to influence flames.
Interference is not wise, Kitamura, warned the serpent with a deathly cold edge to his mind's voice as he whirled around to face his other foe. The last son of Ayaoni curled high into the air until he hung above the alien bear with his wings spread wide and his scales spiked up like freshly foraged shields. I am not in the mood to be tampered with. Your fiend of a partner has seen to that.
Smoke billowed from between the armor plates of the burly blue monster as she puffed up and snorted from her nostrils angrily.
Very well. You were warned.
Like a kite caught in a rogue gale, Quetzar furled his wings and fell upon Kitamura in a spiral of flesh and plume. The hulking master of martial arts lashed out at the plunging serpent, but she found that her punches passed harmless through rolling rings of flesh as he coiled his long, serpentine body and then threw it around her. Like a viper, the jaws of the god-monster shot out and stung the back of her neck, in the exact place that they had pierce twice before. Passing cleanly through the weakened flesh, the fangs of the solar berserker carved through muscle and hide until they met one another. Flaring his ragged wings, the Sun Warrior pounded the air and lifted up, carrying Kitamura with him. Anchored to the back of her neck, the alien constrictor kept a tight grip on her, making sure that her arms were pinned to her sides and that her kicking legs could not harm him. While the alien warrior was too strong to outright restrain, the serpent's grip was a fluid one that constantly corrected itself. Trying to throw it off was like trying to cast off a ocean wave that had just swamped your back. Though he could not hold Kitamura long, he would hold her long enough. Swelling hundreds, then thousands, of meters into the air, the raging hero let himself drift on the warm breeze generated his his infernal heart, making sure that he and his unwilling passenger were positioned just right before he unraveled his body and relinquished his fanged grip on her neck, her potent blood smearing his muzzle as she dropped from his jaws. Plummeting like a plated meteor, the most infamous of all Beasts blazed a path straight down, towards where her partner laid cut open and bleeding like a gutted pig, a perfect target...
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Post by OmegaBearBeast on Jul 14, 2014 9:44:53 GMT -5
The plummeting meteo-bear turned her gaze down in the direction of her ally and motioned a warning with a wave of a paw. Titernia acted fast, tearing herself out of her awe and out of the area where the colossal ursine was about to crash-land in with a sweep of her geokinesis, ripping a chunk of earth under her feet and pushing it to the side.
BOOM!
Kitamura fell back-first in the earth, the titan buried under a hundred meters of dirt!
Assuming their foe had been knocked unconscious by the fall, Talizan and Quetzar prepared to resume harming Titernia, as a plume of dirt shot up from where Kit fell. The spiked lizard jogged to the brutish bear’s side, or rather, hobbled due to his damaged joints, and was about to leap when a slow movement, almost immediately after the column of earth collapsed, caught his attention.
An armored paw, covered in dirt, rose from underground like a zombie rising from a grave!
With a gentle geokinetic push from Gaia’s Champion, Kitamura rose free from her tomb, eyes hard and locked on Talizan. Billows of smoke rose from her armor plates and face, and the ruby dragon’s jaw dropped. The fall had done nothing to her! Her armor and physical toughness had protected her from the tremendous impact, although she was a bit dizzy. Not stopping to shake off the soil staining her, Big Mamma Bear fixed her eyes on Quetzar above. In her anger, she clenched her fist and elevated it, the appendage shaking in rage. She was an honorable monster, but attacks to her allies infamously made her angry and vengeful, and she stopped caring about honor – focusing merely on punishing the offender for their personal offense. Her protective instincts, towards her loved ones or towards her home planet, far dwarfed her sense of honor. She did not care about attacks directed at her, but she sure cared about the attacks directed at Titernia. Her ability to temper with heat manifested itself, as she sucked the heat in Quetzar’s body with her fist, and tossed it in the air. Though the psychic lashing was harmless for his body itself, it still caused him to plummet down.
“Come here, you.”
The falling serpent fell directly on Kit’s raised fist!
In the same motion, the bear caught not only Quetzar, but also Talizan, as she thrust her other fist when she saw Talizan attempting to harm her. Her arms were buried in their throats, and she wrenched them free. Her spiked scales and armor plates with edges as sharp as blades tore their throats and tongues, as well as ripping teeth off. Quetzar, force-fed the creature’s huge arm, saw his flesh tear open as he was forced to accommodate the limb – with his body already torn in several places, it merely gave way instead of resisting. Talizan fared not much better. Throat swollen and bruised, they soon fell down, in the grip of immense pain. The draconic duo’s windpipes and insides were filled with their blood, which they coughed and vomited. Squirming only made it worse, and so they remained on the ground until it calmed. Kitamura turned to check on Titernia, who nodded in recognition for her avenging.
But there was no time for interactions between allies, because Talizan had mustered the strength to return to a stance and hobbled towards Kit, but the ursine warrior whose reflexes and senses were sharpened over the years caught him in the corner of her eyes. Catching the ruby reptilian’s left arm in a paw and twisting it, Kitamura turned her upper body so that her elbow rested on Talizan’s own. His limb was turned awkwardly and locked in her grasp. She began to pull on his hand and pushed on his elbow, tearing apart connective tissues and splitting flesh. She allowed her foe to fall down, and the pain immediately caused him to limp. It would calm, but remain lurking like an ominous shadow over him. It made his wobbling worse, as he now had his left arm and right leg giving him pain and reduced mobility, even though nothing was actually broken.
Behind Kit, Quetzar floated upwards and lashed out with his long tail. The whip-like appendage cracked into Kit’s ankle wound and deepened the gouge. It slashed the remaining flesh that blocked the path, but now there was something bigger and immensely tougher in the way – the Martial Master’s muscles themselves.
In response, the Firebender raised the scales on her hands to form hooks, and clapped them on either side of the Sun Serpent’s wings!
The membranes were slammed together in his back and the bear’s spiked paws met one another, their scaly hooks interlocking. Without his wings to fly, Quetzar fell, his thin membranes unable to support his weight when something pierced them and wind was not there to help. His struggling and falling only caused the tearing to worsen, scaly blue knives creating open trenches in both of his wings.
The colossus spun around to face Talizan. With her anger doused for now, she launched Quetzar towards Talizan, the serpent momentarily unable to open his wings at the speed he was flying…
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Post by The Merry Lambfish on Jul 22, 2014 3:55:58 GMT -5
Bracing for impact, Talizan’s spines and spikes folded against his skin. Quetzar slammed into him, but was spared impalement on the terataurs protective spines. Talizan rose on his hind legs, watching the brutal armored monster with wary eyes. That thing was strong, and well protected. He was at a disadvantage in melee, and only the kinetic force of his solar flare could damage the beast at range. He was running out of options – not to mention limbs – but his solar abilities were next to useless against Kitamura.
His spines rose, and as he began to absorb the sun’s energy the translucent spines once again started shining with yellow light.
Then Talizan got an idea.
The gladiodactyle’s sharp eyes never moved from Kitamura’s as the bear began her advance. Talizan’s scales grew warm as he focused on absorbing as much heat as he could from the environment. As the beast drew closer, she couldn’t help but notice that the smoke coming off her armor had began to diminish. She paused, feeling the cool air on her scales. That couldn’t be right. This was a scorching, sun soaked desert!
But as Kit felt the temperature around her dropping, Talizan’s body heat was only increasing. He was sapping the heat out of not only the air around them, but out of Kitamura’s own body itself! The blood staining the sand, the only source of moisture for miles, was already freezing under the subzero temperatures. Acting quickly, Kitamura called upon her own thermal manipulation abilities to heat up the air once again, but Talizan was feeding on the new energy as fast as she was releasing it. The two began to struggle for dominance, their elemental powers fighting the other.
However, Talizan had been absorbing Kit’s own body heat before she had began resisting, and now his own energy levels were higher than normal. Slowly, he began to weaken her, and the temperature around them began to cool. Kitamura’s smoke was now entirely gone, her own body cold and rigid. The freezing temperatures were becoming painful without her own internal heat to protect her. As the temperature neared -160ºC her movements became stiff, her muscles numbing under the intense cold. Frostbite was beginning to affect her exposed skin. And still Talizan continued to sap the heat from his foe and the surrounding area. Though the terataur couldn’t talk, his expression said it all.
Stay cool.
But an angry roar from Titernia prevented him from sapping the heat entirely.
The earthen mammal was charging him like a furious boar, tusks pointed at his gut. Talizan dodged out of the way and leaped behind Kit, concentration broken. With much of her muscles frozen numb and wracked with agony, the Mamma Bear was hard pressed to turn around.
Titernia was not so easily outmaneuvered. She charged again, barreling past Kit and straight towards Talizan, but the reptile was ready for her this time. He stepped aside at the last minute, hands grabbing her tusks. Using his new strength earned from the absorbed heat and Titernia’s own momentum, Talizan spun the larger monster around and threw her head first into Kitamura’s back!
Brittle and more fragile from the intense cold it had been subjected to, her plated armor cracked and snapped in several places as Titernia’s thick skull smashed into it at high speeds. Kit howled as blood spurted from the cracks of the damaged armor, and a single spike snapped off its base, now embedded deep into Titernia’s shoulder.
His scales radiating with incredible heat from all the energy he had absorbed, Talizan focused this new energy into a final attack: a more powerful solar flare. As it exploded from his jaws like a cannon shot, he quickly compressed the advancing projectile into a tiny sphere with his elemental abilities, less than a meter wide. His powers helped to aim the precision weapon in between one of the cracks in Kitamura’s armor.
Then like a kaiju-sized grenade, it detonated!
Trapped in its enclosed space underneath the armor, the huge kinetic blast of the solar flare ruptured open the already cracked armor above, rending asunder a large crater in Kit’s back. Blood, flesh, and fragments of spikes and armor blasted outwards in a bombardment of gore. Recovering from the earlier throw, Titernia raised her head to see a barrage of shrapnel, a storm sharp plate fragments flying straight towards her face…
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Post by GI Jho on Jul 31, 2014 21:40:48 GMT -5
Titernia watched in anger and hatred towards Talizan, her yellow-hued eyes locked firmly upon Talizan as the flechette storm came hurtling towards her. Titernia snorted as she stomped her foot on the ground, creating a wall of condensed sand immediately, which intercepted the shards of scale plates with ease. The wall soon collapsed, causing the plates to collapse harmlessly to the desert earth. Titernia bit down onto the scale embedded in her shoulder before, with all her might, she pulled it out of her shoulder, before dropping it onto the sand, the ursine clenching her jaws tightly as she fought off the sting of swirling sand entering into the gaping wound. Titernia fully planned to attack Talizan, concentrating on the sand near him to try and impale him from below, only for her to be slammed into by Quetzar from the side, as the guardian sank his fangs into her already wounded shoulder. With a bellow of pain, Titernia bucked and shook, before finally managing to dislodge the sun warrior, the two glaring at each other intently.
"You're nothing more than a monster, Titernia,"Quetzar spat in a disgusted tone. "I've heard Kori speak so highly of you, even calling you a 'guardian'... but you're a mere savage, a brute like so many other monsters! You are cruel and sadistic, like the villain who haunt these halls like a sickness!"
"You mistake ferocity with cruelty, coward!" Titernia snarled, as she conjured up a massive dust devil from the earth, sucking Quetzar into it before he could escape. As Quetzar struggled to stay aloft, Titernia lunged forward and body slammed him full-force, pinning him face-first against the sand beneath her bulk, her back feet pushing their claws into Quetzar's hide and her massive claws keeping Quetzar's wings pinned. "Years of self-righteousness has made you soft, weak like all the others! I do what I feel is right, and no other! Whether you approve of my methods or not, I shall continue doing what I do. I protect what I deem worthy of protection. I kill whom I deem unworthy. I destroy enemies to the balance of nature. Are we so different, Quetzar? What separates you, the oh-so noble knight, from me, the 'savage'?"
Before Quetzar could answer, Titernia hardened one of her claws with condensed sand, before stabbing down into Quetzar's back, the heavy attack tearing through his thick armor with ease. Blood dripped out from the wound as Quetzar struggled to get up, only for the sand to begin to slowly suck him into the earth.
"Now, I shall leave you be, coward," Titernia hissed as her claw returned to normal. "I have a partner to help out."
Quetzar was left to his own devices, before Titernia hustled across the desert at full speed, the earthen warrior gathering earth in front of her, turning her upper torso into a battering ram. While Talizan was distracted with Kitamura, intent on damaging her somehow, the ursine warrior crashed into him at max speed, literally shredding flesh off of his body with the impact, crushing and tearing apart his scales with ease. Shards of condensed sand were driven deep into his body, drawing blood from the monster, as he collapsed onto the floor, in visible pain. Titernia huffed, a jet of breath exiting her nostrils, before she caused several large condensed sand spikes to shoot up from beneath the pained Talizan!...
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Post by Fainis the Sadistic Pansexual on Aug 3, 2014 2:36:27 GMT -5
The sandy pillars shot up through the loose earth, hardening and growing longer as they condensed into savage spears. They closed in on the pinned Talizan like shark drawn to a shipwreck and wanting to taste blood, but another object, one wreathed in emerald scales and golden flames, intercepted them. Like powder snow under a flamethrower, the sand melted from around the fiery object and engulfed it in a hot soup from which it drew nourishment and motion, letting it literally swim through the earth. The watery silicate around it beginning to thicken as it siphoned off the heat, the object angled itself upwards and ascended, letting the surface turn into a silvery pool before it burst into the open air, throwing brittle crescents and hot teardrops of glass from its wingtips as it pumped ragged membranes.
You mistake kindness for weakness, Titernia, howled Quetzar in the head of the ursine brawler, who had drawn up an earthen shield to protect herself from the burning glass slung in all directions by the thunderous crack of the serpent's wings. I am different because I, like all true allies of peace, know the value of mercy. But perhaps the time for mercy has passed. You have insulted my generosity, devil. Now feel my wrath!
Quick as a viper, hot as a bolt of lightning, the hero struck!
In a fraction of a second, Titernia was sliced open, shoulder to hip, by a pair of heated fangs. Like a pair of welding torches touching steel, the glowing saber teeth carved easily though the tough hide and dense muscle of the brutal guardian and bit deep into her body, several times chipping off of bone and nearly bouncing from the wound they carved. Blood curled off her body as vapor while the quadruped was forced onto her belly with a grunt. Kitamura, seeing her partner in distress, shrugged off the large wound that stretched across her back and charged the Sun Warrior, smoke billowing from underneath her armor and wrapping around her like an ashy cloak. Quetzar, spying the approach of the alien bear from the corner of his eye, flared his wings wide and let himself be carried upwards by the warm updraft of air sweeping off of the scalded dunes. He feared that the heat of his own body would rejuvenate the drained form of the Mamma Bear, but soon realized that the merciless desert sun was doing that anyway. So instead of tempering the fire that raged across his hide, he fed it, raising his scales and channeling more heat from his infernal heart. Then the serpentine hero began to flap his wings, whipping his burning aurora into a fiery maelstrom that stretched down towards the ground and swallowed up Titernia and Kitamura. Swirling and twisting like a F5 tornado made from flames, the crackling vortex swept around the two, trapping them in a ring of liquified sand.
You are of earth, Titernia, droned Quetzar eerily. His voice was flat and cold and serious- his eyes even more so. He was speaking to the lupine one, but allowed Kitamura to hear as well. It was only fair that she heard his assessment of her partner. Earth can destroy and kill, true... landslides, earthquakes, explosions of molten rock... all merciless, all deadly... but it can also nurture. It gives life to both plants and animals. It feeds and also consumes, returning the dead to where they were ultimate born and allowing them to live forever in its ancient embrace. The earth is kind as well as cruel. But you are only cruel. Did your kindness die? Did it shrivel away and leave only hatred? You say that I am self-righteous, but I only take the lives of my foes when their actions dictate it. You boast of your willingness to kill, but you truly only tell of delusions that you decide life and death. You are the most self-righteous of us all, Titernia, drunk on the illusion that power controls life and not the opposite.
As the serpent talked, he flew higher and narrowed the funnel of fire that encased his enemies. Titernia's hide began to tingle and sweat as the whirling walls of flame grew closer, scalding her hide with their intense heat. Kitamura was immune to the scorching touch of the air, but soon found herself short of breath. The massive firespout funneled out what air it did not eat up to fuel its raging warmth, so there was quickly little to none left for the two female bruisers to breath. Kitamura coughed quietly and dropped to a knee, her lungs burning- the first sort of fire whose touch she had felt during the whole of the fight- and her jaws yawned wide open as she chocked. The scaly skin beneath her armor plates seemed to turn bluer than usual. Titernia toppled no sooner than she had shaken off the deep wound delivered to her by Quetzar's fangs and stood up, her legs wavering and then buckling completely as she was deprived of oxygen. She fell silently onto her side.
Me, Quetzar continued, his face passive as he watched them suffocate. I am fire. Fire warms and brings life, yes, but more than that? It destroys. Fire is a whirling, hateful blitz of hunger and heat, eating all that it touches and making itself stronger with every fiber of life it devours, every stolen breath that it swallows whole and screaming. Fire is not a power to take lightly. I know that from grave, grave experience. I could have easily become like you, Titernia, angry and all too willing to take the easy route, if I had not been reminded of the value that life holds. And nothing rings greater with that truth than death. You call me a coward, but it is the coward that kills so easily. It is the weak and strengthless that take lives without thought and then claims that it was in the name of peace. You are no guardian, Titernia. You are merely another agent of chaos fooled by her own lies.
Kitamura, having fought her way to her feet, sent an icy emerald gaze up at Quetzar and threw her arms wide part, ripping the hellish column in two and letting air flow back in. The bisected whirlwind of flames thrashed in death and caught Quetzar in a crosswinds that threw him from the air and onto a bed of sandy spikes conjured by the quick, vengeful mind of Titernia. The solar serpent wailed as his lightly armored coils were pierced by earthen spears, his orangish blood flowing over the dunes like rivers of lava. As he writhed, both of his foes began to advance upon him. Eyes flashing with pale light, the Sun Warrior faced his screaming jaws towards them and vomited a tongue of golden fire that scorched the sand around their feet, turning it to water. Titernia, having been victim to the same trick before, summoned a platform of solid earth to swell from beneath her feet and elevate her above the silvery flood of slag. She leaped off of it and onto solid ground as it began to succumb to the intense heat, melting where it stood. Kitamura, lacking the experience and terrakinetic abilities to escape as easily as her ally had, merely sunk, her immense weight dragged her down into the liquid sand. Diving at her like a falcon going after a wounded prey animal, Quetzar stabbed his fangs deep into the wound on her back and spun like an airborne crocodile, ripping away a huge chunk of meat and the casting it away like rubbish. Blood spurted from the ragged injury in a thick, scarlet arch and then hardened into a flaky film as it touched Quetzar's scales. The blue bear tried to swat at the alien wyrm, but her arms had become swamped by the ever rising liquid glass, trapping them. Quetzar unfurled his folded wings and lifted away from the firebending warrior, leaving her to drown in the burnt desert. She struggled, but the melted silicate was like quicksand- the fighting only strengthened its hold on her. Soon, only the crested head of the spiny beast remained uncovered and the watery sand was threatening to slip into the corner of her jaws and fill her lungs, essentially drowning her in the middle of an arid wasteland...
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Post by OmegaBearBeast on Aug 9, 2014 11:55:03 GMT -5
Suddenly, the molten earth ceased any movement. Only the sound of Quetzar’s flames could be heard, but the sand’s molecules refused to budge. Titernia, growling and digging her claws in the sand, was preventing any more tempering with the ground beyond hers. When the flames ended after Quetzar realized what was happening, he threw a frown at Titernia, knowing that she was the one behind this. However, his lack of attention towards the pile of molten sand allowed Titernia to free her friend. The bear shot out of the ground like a cannonball, hardened and molten sand rolling off her armored form as she landed on her knees and front paws. With a huff and a chuff, she shook herself as she rose to a stance.
Titernia offered her ally a small gift – jagged shards of sand fused together to form long spikes, and she attached them to Kitamura’s hands. The Martial Master soon chopped down on Talizan’s back after hauling him up with a paw, cutting through its top portion like a knife. The strike not only empowered by her chi, but also by crystalline spikes, tore off both spikes and flesh from Talizan’s back, peeling it off to reveal his spine – which itself had been chipped and had tissues attached to it ripped off by an earlier attack. On the ground laid a carpet with cut spikes still fused to it, the bear shattering the spikes with a stomp of her massive paws. Now, Talizan not only had his chest caved in and torn – his back, open from the back of his neck to his tail, was also.
The less-spiked lizard, still held by Kit’s paw, remained limp for a moment. It was a mere matter of time before Quetzar was also caught, as he would need to enter close quarters to attack – it was then that the fire bear grabbed him by the throat. The Fire Master’s intentions were unclear for a moment. She was preparing for her most dangerous technique. The emperor of the flames soon began to absorb the heat from her opponents, causing Quetzar’s body to fall and Talizan to slump more. Frostbite was soon apparent on the two’s bodies, cold mist and shivers afflicting them. Their extremities turned a bluish hue as patches of frostbitten flesh appeared on their bodies like strange bruises, while Kit’s eyes glowed gold. Soon, waves of supernatural energy assaulted their bodies to tear holes and slashes. Quetzar’s wings, though still able to sustain him, resembled torn paper. As Kit dropped her foes to the ground, they remained in shambles on the earth as they gathered their strength to rise again, their blood drawing pools.
And rise they did, as Quetzar beat his wings, weakly at first, as he swooped in to deliver a whipping blow to the giant bear – big even by kaiju standards – his hit striking the wound on her back. Big Mamma Bear answered this with a punch, one of the hits she could chain extremely fast...
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Post by The Merry Lambfish on Aug 30, 2014 23:52:15 GMT -5
A sudden pain overtook Kit. She buckled, her blow missing Quetzar by mere meters. No visible attack had hit her; the pain that wracked her body was internal.
Talizan was similar to a living star. His body contained a nuclear furnace very similar to a small star, undergoing contained nuclear reactions to release solar energy for him to use. When Kitamura had absorbed that solar energy into her own body to feed off its heat, Talizan had been forcing solar radiation into her body along with it. Now the effects of gamma radiation poisoning were beginning to take effect.
Had she not been a fire monster, the effects of radiation poisoning would have been more obvious by burns covering her body. While she lacked such burns, her very tissues and cells had been ionized by the radiation. She clenched her chest with a burly arm as the internal agony built up, and stumbled over the sand dunes as horrible nausea overtook her.
Her attack wasn’t without its benefits however. Talizan had been drained, and without substantial energy he was going to have difficult time.
Talizan raised his head, eyes glowing as he looked in the direction of the sun blazing overhead. Time to recharge.
The air sizzled around his body. Sand became glass. It all became shrouded in fire as Talizan blasted off like a massive rocket, shooting straight up into the clouds. In only seconds, he had disappeared from view.
The solar reptile continued his ascent until he flew clear through the planet’s ozone layer. Color returned to his scales, and grew warm with energy as he bathed in the sun’s full, unrestricted gaze. He hovered in place for a while as he took in the much-needed energy, and when he was glowing like a miniature sun of his own, he blasted straight down into the thermosphere once again.
His return to the battlefield was marked by a brilliant glare hurtling down from the sky at full speed, pulling up just short of hitting the ground. He rocketed across the sands, leaving behind a trail of glass, and flew full speed towards Kit. His hands grabbed her shoulders, and before she could blink, the mamma bear found herself shooting across the battlefield along with him.
Their target had barley any time to dodge. Titernia’s body crumpled against the 180 000 ton wall of thick spikes as it smashed into her at Mach 5. Talizan swooped up, wings flaring out into a hover as he surveyed the damage. Though Kit’s armor rendered her lightly bruised and her plates slightly cracked by the experience, Titernia was a mess. She was pressed down underneath Kit’s bulk, bleeding from the thick spikes stabbed deep into her sides and back, several forcibly pushing between ribs. As Kit rose to her feet, Titernia was lifted up along with her, rooted to her back for a moment before she slipped of with a wet tearing sound. She fell to the ground, her wounds pouring more blood now that the spikes had been removed.
The terataur dove down towards his standing opponent, Kit. Taking advantage of her nausea from the radiation poisoning, Talizan swooped in close and wrenched her jaws apart with his hands. A solar flare fired out of his mouth and into her own, exploding against the back of her throat. The force of the explosion tore apart the unprotected tissue, sending a shower of gore erupting from her jaws along with small parts of her tongue. But Kit wasn’t one to back down. Her fist slammed into Talizan’s chest, sending the flying monster rocketing back. The terataur bared his teeth and unleashed a second solar flare, this time aimed at the head of the downed Titernia…
(OCC: The radiation thingy is one of the three attacks, in case that was unclear.)
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Post by Inferno Rodan on Sept 1, 2014 16:05:10 GMT -5
One more post each.
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Post by GI Jho on Sept 12, 2014 22:21:24 GMT -5
Titernia's single, glimmering gold eye narrowed as she watched the solar flare hurtling towards her. Gritting her fangs tightly and curling up her lips to expose her gums, Titernia rose to her feet, blood dripping profusely from her wounds, staining her mottled brown fur red with her own essence. Titernia merely stood tall as the solar flare approached her, eyes narrowed and fangs bared, as she unleashed a roar, as if taunting the blast itself. As the solar flare washed over her, scorching her fur, cauterizing her wounds, and nearly forcing her off her feet, her body suddenly began to gather the sands all around her, condensing them into a rocky armor. Though her body ached and pained from the battle, the earthen warrior would not back down so soon! The sandy dunes quaked, rattling the earth with a great earthquake that caused dunes to collapse in plumes of sand and for crags to rip open in the earth. Magma began to flow freely from the earth, geysers of superheated air and lava shooting up from the ground like water spouts, as jagged rocks burst up at random spots in the sand, creating ridges that littered the wasteland arena. From the flames, Titernia emerged as a rocky champion of the earth!
With a mighty howl, the earth split and spook, sending massive rocks flying outwards in all directions, raining like meteorites down from the sky. Quetzar and Talizan were hard-pressed to evade the hail of earth, with many of the chunks being as large or larger than they were in size. One of the massive hunks of earth finally struck one of the fiery warriors, smashing into Quetzar with incredible force and crushing him beneath its bulk as it slammed into the sandy plains below with enough force to shake the earth and create massive plume of earth. Titernia snarled, her voice sounding distorted and monstrous as she rushed Talizan like a savage beast, eruptions of mud and gas exploding upwards from the earth, as mud volcanoes formed along the geokinetic's path.
Before Talizan could defend himself, he was suddenly spiked upwards by a massive series of stone spires, shredding Talizan's tough scales off his body, exposing the muscle beneath and sending silverish blood splattering across the sandy plains. As Talizan's body came to rest on the ground, a massive gash torn into his side, Titernia unleashed an abominable noise, comparable to the rumble of an approaching earthquake, as she reared up onto her hind legs and suddenly conjured up several stone spears, each piercing themselves through Talizan's limb's wrists, causing blood to drip into the sands and preventing her foe from escaping. With a sound like a clap of thunder, Titernia descended upon him, her claw collecting sediment and growing to nearly three times its normal size as she brought it down towards Talizan's head like an executioner's axe...
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Post by Fainis the Sadistic Pansexual on Sept 20, 2014 23:55:44 GMT -5
The sandy scythes slashed downwards, whistling as the air rushed past their razors' edge, but Talizan was spared from their ferocity by a blast of golden fire from above. Titernia withdrew with a pained bellow of frustration, her augmented claws falling away like water and her flesh boiling under the celestial blaze. Talizan, as another star child, was unaffected by the infernal heat, but Titernia writhed under it, skin peeling back from her skull like flaking paint and fat bubbling atop muscle. Steam erupted from her eyes, nostrils, and mouth as they were instantly rendered dry as sandpaper. Blinded by the exodus of hot vapor from her eyes, the earthen berserker stumbled backwards and was surprised to find her limbs crunching down on imperfect glass rather digging into sand. The desert below her had been whipped up and turned to crystal by the raging fire, creating a broad band of glass spires that cut through the dead wasteland like a great shimmering scar. There was a sharp crack! as Quetzar swooped low overhead and flicked the tip his plumed tail. The spot where Titernia's back leg would fell in a half-moment was shattered and the blind hound found herself slipping on the splintered glass. With a grunt, the ursine bruiser fell straight down and was skewered on a jagged ridge of glass towers. Blood ran across the crystal plain in thick, bubbling rivers and Titernia groaned in pain and annoyance as she tried to lift herself off of the bed of opaque nails.
Banking- shredded wings wailing as the sky was vented through them- with fire trailing from his jaws and cold light from his eyes, Quetzar dove towards the fallen form of Titernia. The offended hero planned to land a third blow against the downed giant before she could manage to right herself, but a massive blue object moved to intercept him. The sun serpent wailed in distress as he was forced to evade a massive punch from Kitamura, his scales clattered against one another like church bells as he coiled around her arm and then over her spiny shoulder. His tail snapped around the thick neck of the Momma Bear as he barreled past her, stretching taunt and then angling upwards as he tilted his skull back and ascended into the air. The burly blue Beast struggled against the sudden upwards force that made her body feel lighter, but, ultimately, she could not resist and was pulled from the ground. Heart burning at full blaze and scales raised nearly straight up, the alien wyrm powered upwards on a searing thermal column, Kitamura in tow.
Grumbling her disapproval, the armored monolith from Colossus reached up and wrung the tail that strangled her. Flexible emerald scales fragmented and milky white flesh was pulled so far that it tore like tissue paper and spilled hot, orangish blood. A sharp shriek of agony echoed from above, but Quetzar did not release her. In fact, he could not. Not anymore. His body was numb down from the point where she had twisted it, the flesh stiff and deadened. His hold on her was now a death grip, even if said death was isolated only to the last thirty meters of his body. As he reached the pinnacle of his climb, Quetzar went limb- which was really just a matter of allowing his exhaustion to catch up with him- and began to fall. Though Kit was far heavier than he, she was also less streamlined, the wind catching her broad shoulders and spikes, so she lagged behind, her descent controlled by Quetzar's.
And he knew exactly where to put her.
Steering with his narrow skull and folded wings, Quetzar aimed their joined plunge towards the shining stripe of glass that he had churned up with his hellish breath. Whipping open his wings as they entered the final stretch of their fall, the Sun Warrior leveled off just a few dozen meters above the ground and let Kitamura smash into the glassy bed like a meteor. The fire Beast shattered the crystal field like a hammer, punching an enormous crater into the center of it and lodging deep into the ground, but she did not stop there. Tugged by the pumping wings of Quetzar, the Big Momma Bear was dragged across a dozen towers of dirtied glass. Where they struck intact plates, the twisting spires merely broke and were ground into dazzling diamond powder that billowed out from beneath Kit like the divine aura of an Olympian god. But in the places where her sturdy armor had been breached or removed, the jagged spears stuck and turned up whole plates or carved deep furrows of gore that painted long, smeared lines of red into the cloudy sheet below. As the blue Beast bounced along, turning glass to powder or being turned to a fine scarlet mist in a bickering, back-and-forth battle, Quetzar's paralyzed tail finally came loose and she collapsed, landing in a heap of blood-stained crystal dust. Wings flaring up, the solar serpent make a loop and spiraled down at Kitamura, looking to smash all his weight down on her and drive the shards of glass and armor that were mixed beneath her into her open wounds...
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Post by OmegaBearBeast on Sept 26, 2014 22:41:11 GMT -5
But Quetzar had omitted a simple fact about the Momma Bear.
Charging towards her, whether she was battling or not, was absolutely never a good idea unless one had enough strength or protection on their own. Even if he had realized so, the impact against her armor was inevitable, for he was plummeting too fast.
There was a sound like thunder when the green serpent collided with the ursine’s belly, and it was immediately accompanied by cracking noises. Unmovable toughness met unstoppable force, but one proved stronger than the other. Quetzar’s skull was split open in yet another place like a coconut, and one of his fangs flat-out fell off. The other’s tip chipped off and its base was rammed further into his gums. His fangs had stabbed into his own underbelly. The one that fell off still was still dug firmly into it. His innards had been scraped by the dagger-like teeth and rattled by the impact against the plating. The wyrm’s limp form drew gory patterns on both his body and the Martial Master’s, as if writing with blood to express its pain.
It certainly did not help that his effort to drive the glass further into the bear’s body was in vain, as the shards had been melted by her high temperature. Fortunately, the serpent had at least managed to enlarge spiderwebs of chinks created in the armor earlier.
Kitamura allowed Quetzar to slide off her to at least let him gather back his jumbled spirits. Her attention had turned to Talizan once more. The ursine huffed and chuffed, bunching huge muscles under her thick hide as her scales pricked like a field of broad needles. She somewhat resembled a large, blue pufferfish for a moment. She had to bring a lot of power to her remaining moves. The fight was drawing to a close – she could feel it.
Fortunately, her ally would contribute to this power.
Talizan ceased moving when a gauntlet of jagged stones encased his entire head. He had no manner of avoiding a straight punch from Kit, which completely shattered the covering of mineral!
Titernia sharpened the broken edges as much as she could as an avalanche of rock shards sliced and diced Talizan’s head, dealing damage both externally and internally. The stony swords that got into his mouth remained stuck at the back of his throat, but some had fallen deeper, and he could feel them traveling in his body painfully. The gladiodactyle choked, coughing in an effort to dislodge shards and blood in his windpipe.
Kitamura’s fist opened as Gaia’s Champion offered her ally another gift – she covered her in stone, and the blue brute’s temperature caused the base of the stone to redden and glow, giving her to look of a moving stone furnace. Titernia’s fury met Kitamura’s power and wisdom, geokinesis and pyrokinesis working together. The “Kiternia” of stone burst in a fit of golden flames, like fiery ghosts, as Kit struck the ground with two powerful, synchronized punches. The impact raised rocks off the ground and a flare of fire sent her rocky armor flying, as the ursine punched these segments – kept together by geokinesis – at her foes.
Blood was spilled in arcs of gore. Muscle and flesh were bruised. Bodies and bones were chipped and rattled by numerous, impressive impacts. Scales were ripped off and fell in a rain. Teeth and spikes fell to dot the ground...
As she avoided Quetzar, Kit was jumped on by Talizan, who began to slice into her shoulder wound. The martial artist answered by plucking him off and swinging her massive arm, aiming to smash the red lizard in the heap of bloodied glass shards...
Well... this is a very underwhelming post, especially for a final one. I had to rush and try to fight writer's block and lack of roleplaying mood-ness to even think of what attacks I could do, then I hurried up when I realized I had a day left to post, not two.
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Post by OmegaBearBeast on Oct 13, 2014 16:00:31 GMT -5
IR... KK... please.
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Post by The Merry Lambfish on Oct 15, 2014 1:56:57 GMT -5
A blast of plasma erupted from Talizan’s back, massive wings of fiery energy twisting into powerful jets. Using his own momentum as propulsion, Talizan steered away from the glass shards with his jets, and the tip of his tail snaked around Kit’s clutched hand. With his jets now taking control, Talizan continued to spin, this time without the Beast’s aid. With a sudden twist and a change of motion, Kitamura was suddenly carried off her feet.
Now Talizan was at the center of the spinning twister of flesh and scales, Kit hanging on to the spinning terataur’s tail. The martial art’s master wasn’t dumb, she knew it would be better to let go now rather than risk falling victim to whatever her opponent was planning, but with Talizan’s tail gripping her clutched fingers together, letting go now was going to be extremely difficult. Faster and faster they spun. Attacked to the end of the spinning reptile, Kit felt herself whirling at incredibly high speeds. The world was a blur to her eyes. She felt the impact before she saw it coming.
Talizan had angled their direction of travel towards the monster, Titernia. Kitamura smashed into her ally like a massive spiked flail. The force crunched into the earth guardian’s flanks, Kit’s spikes spearing between the bruised ribs. The blow sent her crashing through the sand dune she stood upon, tumbling across the desert with a howl of rage and pain.
Kitamura fared better. Her armor had absorbed most of the shock, but the speed of her collision was still enough to crack and weaken the study defense, even chipping off a few pieces to drive into her flesh with their sharp edges.
Swerving around, Talizan raced towards the rising Kitamura. As he reached top speed, the terataur angled his body, extending his leg towards the martial artist. Although Kit was fast, catching a speeding monster hurtling towards her at Mach 5 was too much for the injured Beast. Talizan’s foot smashed into her throat, his entire weight directed into the blow. Kit was bowled over by the blow, but managed to catch Talizan’s arm as she fell. With a savage swing, she threw Talizan across a sand dune, before collapsing to cough and gag blood from the blow to her throat. Rising to his feet and growling at the pain in his arm, Talizan blasted off into the air once again. He soon slowed to a hover.
Whatever solar energies he had gained over the course of the fight boiled to life in his veins. His jets became wings of plasma that stretched out wide across the blue sky, keeping him stable in the air with only a few flaps. The wings brightened, their glow increasing to match the scorching sun itself. Talizan’s spines seemed to disappear as their yellow glow faded and surged into the brightening wings, leaving behind only translucent glass-like bone. His bright scales of scarlet soon faded into a dull brown color as all his power was redirected into his cape of sheer heat and light. With a fierce cry from the terataur, the power of the sun was unleashed upon Titernia!
A brilliant beam of energy blasted from Talizan’s wings. What little hair left on Titernia’s brutalized body ignited before the beam even made contact. Her body soon disappeared into a pillar of blinding light, her cries muffled in the sea of raw energy that stabbed into the very landscape like a spear of the gods.
As his body drained itself of energy, Talizan fell from the skies, falling exhausted to the sand bellow.
Where the beam had struck, the sand hadn’t been turned to glass. Rather, it had been outright vaporized, drilling a crater deep into the ground. In its smoldering, white-hot center laid Titernia, her body blackened and encrusted. She looked like living charcoal. She groaned, stumbling about as her crusty surface cracked and splintered, spilling drips of white pus and hot blood.
Too tired to fight on, Talizan struggled even to stand. The attack had completely drained him…
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Post by Inferno Rodan on Oct 19, 2014 13:40:37 GMT -5
"ATTENTION!" roared the voice of the UCA. "THIS BATTLE IS OVER! THE WINNERS ARE... KITAMURA AND TITERNIA! CONGRATULATIONS ON YOUR VICTORY, AND ON BECOMING THE TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS!" A pair of bright flashes illuminate the area, and a moment later the championship belts float down from above the victor's heads. "Now return to your quarters!"
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Man, this was close. What ultimately decided it was the defensive side of the situation: Kitamura was resistant to the worst of both Talizan's and Quetzar's attacks. It wasn't much, but it was enough to tip the scales in an otherwise EXTREMELY close match.
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Post by OmegaBearBeast on Oct 19, 2014 15:29:36 GMT -5
As the belt fell on Kitamura's plated shoulders like a drape, the monstrous ursine's fists raised in the air and became ablaze. Multiple fiery bolts launched from them and separated in the air, the firebender making a small fireworks show to celebrate!
Despite her injuries, the Martial Master turned around and offered a smirk at her opponents. She addressed them a respectful bow, pressing her fists together.
"It has been an honor, Quetzar and Talizan."
Big Mamma Bear then turned to her own ally. She was going to give her new friend a big hug, but she was not blind to Titernia's ferocity, and her wounds would make one of her hugs hurt a lot more than they already did. The Colossian Beast settled with giving a humble nod.
"You too, Titernia. I'm lookin' forward to fight at yer side again to defend our title!"
As a golden beam began to wash over her, Kitamura's deep telepathic voice called in the minds of the monsters one last time.
"Sayonara, friends!"
The electronic light flashed, then faded to leave mere golden sparks, and the guardian's huge form had completely gone.
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