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Post by The Great MM on May 29, 2012 6:08:56 GMT -5
OR, you have until tomorrow at 9:00 PM (EST) to post, otherwise you will be DQed from the match.
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Post by Omegarex24 on May 29, 2012 11:26:04 GMT -5
(Sorry for the delay. Work and so on, yadda yadda...)
With Mathayus momentarily disabled by the referee, Yuna feels like she can take a moment's respite, when she feels another force tugging on her tentacles. She cranes her head around to see Harbinger, just as she is forcibly lifted off her feet and swung into Arc, the two monsters toppling each other over with a resounding crash. But Harbinger isn't finished yet, as he ducks a shot from Onstslaan before gripping the offending appendage and flipping the fiery warrior onto the tangle of the other monsters. Yuna's screeches rise to the forefront as her tentacles rise from the tangled mass, lashing Harbinger across the face and chest, dealing some painful blows. Harbinger snarls as he yanks on the tentacles again, pulling Yuna out of the tangle and right into one of his digging spikes, which perforates her gut and drops her to the floor.
Harbinger then straddles the demon conglomerate and prepares to assault her face with his digging spikes...
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Post by Tenshi the Sunkern on May 29, 2012 16:42:54 GMT -5
Before the spike could dig into Yuna's face, Onstslann crashed into Harbringer, causing the reptilian being to releash Yuna. The two monsters came crashing down upon one of the powersaw lines, Harbringer trying to get the berzerking monstrosity off him while Onstslann was trying to cave his face in. Yuna, meanwhile, reached and touched the grave injury she had recieved. It hurt, and there was so much blood coming from it. Never had she recieved an injury this grave... never had she been tossed around like a ragdoll since-
Since then...
The enraged cries of Yuna went out like a banshee as she unleashed her tentacles upon Onstlann and Harbringer. She wailed on both of them mercilessly, keeping them pinned while the saws did their horrible damage against Harbringer.
A powerful bite clamped into one of her tentacles, shooting pain up through the conglomerate's mind. She whirled around, blinded by fury and rage, as she tackled Suchodon to the ground. She reared ehr right hand back, then punched him hard in the gut. The air was blasted out of the reptile's lungs from the hit.
" Die, you damn Angel of Death!" Yuna shouted, the demon blind to all around her, her mind consumed in an all -too real incident of the past as she raised her tentacles up, ready to bring them down upon Suchodon and crush his skull...
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Post by The Great MM on Jun 3, 2012 20:24:12 GMT -5
Dan, you have until tomorrow, 9 PM EST, to post or you are eliminated from the match.
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Post by GI Jho on Jun 3, 2012 22:49:02 GMT -5
OOC: Argh, I need to manage my time better!
Acting fast, Suchodon managed to roll himself onto his feet and avoid the powerful blow. Yuna's strike created an impact crater where her blow had struck. Yuna was about to send another wall of tentacles at Suchodon, but she suddenly was paralyzed by intense wave of pain. Glancing at her shoulder, she soon saw the culprit: a massive, fiery blade had torn its way through her shoulder, which was connected to none other than Ontslaan. The berserker soon roared, and, as Yuna attempted to dislodge herself and counterattack, she was suddenly and unceremoniously flung over the titan's own shoulder, the massive blade violently wrenching itself free in the process, before Yuna slammed facefirst into the ground.
Ontslaan soon extended her other fiery blade, and turned in Suchodon's direction, nostrils flaring as she picked up her foe's scent. The two circled each other, holding back to opportunity to strike for the chance to counteract their opponent's and punish them for their own. Just as the two were about to attack each other, Ontslaan was sideswiped by Mathayus. The crustaceon terror from the deep tackeld the fiery titan titan, claws grasping onto Ontslaan's form, before he arched his tail and aimed it for the berserker's glowing weakspot. Instinctively, Ontslaan kicked Mathayus off of her, sending flying into the air, before she slashed the warrior on his way down with her fiery weapons. While the blades themselves did not cut into his thick shell, the sheer impact of the mighty weapons was enough to leave a deep indentation in his armor, and send him flying into the ground and rollin g a good distance upon landing.
Ontslaan soon returned her attention to Suchodon, the berserker letting out a mighty bellow before blindly rushing her foe. Suchodon moved quick to sidestep the attack, but Ontslaan swung her arm out wide, which led to her muscular forearm striknig the creature as she passed by. As the blow connected and Suchodon was knocked off his feet, Ontslaan's blades withdrew, as one her muscular clawed hands grasped themselves on one of the hapless chimaeran monster's arms and swung him overhead, before bringing him down to the groudn with a thundering BOOM. The Fiery Incarnate of Fury cried out in an odd mixture of joy, frustration, and raw anger. Before she hopped up into the air, aiming to slam feet-first onto her prone opponent...
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Post by Fainis the Sadistic Pansexual on Jun 4, 2012 21:02:41 GMT -5
Suchodon, never a beast to stay down, performed a swift death roll, the crocodilian killing technique transforming smoothly into a successful method of avoiding the resounding impact of Ontslaan smashing into the metal flooring. As the burly female and the bioengineered beast launched into a fearsome tussle, clawing and bashing at each other for supremacy, the Cell rocked under the spaced footfall of Arc, who strode past the monstrous grapple with no haste in his steps. The towering wall of smooth, dolphin-like hide and dense muscle marched towards Harbinger, his shaded gaze straight and unwavering. Although the sounds of blows and the stench of blood were weaved around him in the chaotic atmosphere of war, Arc only had eyes for the scuted giant, the intensity of his purple orbs hidden by the shadows cast by his skull helmet. Harbinger stood tall and ready for him, and the two warriors seemed to charge suddenly in perfect sync, the alien warrior speeding his slow pace and the future beast taking off from a standstill.
In the midst of an unrestrained brawl, two warriors met in a duel.
Arc lashed out with his hooked left arm, the swing slow by relative standards, but backed by unmatched strength. Like a flash of scaly lightning, Harbinger whipped an arm up and extended a digging spade, the broad spike catching the metallic hook with its tough width. Arc's head angled slightly, a sign of surprise for the stoic warrior. Although he trembled and huffed, Harbinger actually held back the larger beast's strength. Small cracks stretched from where the hooked blade had struck the spade, a testament to both Arc's strength to damage the sturdy blades and Harbinger's might to hold back that strength. Even as his right arm looped up, flail following behind with a loud clattering, the Knight of the Savior gave a tiny nod of acknowledgement to Harbinger. The future beast had little time to absorb the small sign of respect, for the thorny end of Arc's mace- a dented, batted lump of alien alloy that could best be described as a metallic pine cone of death- slammed into the side of his skull seconds afterwords. The armored monolith staggered back as a crimson starburst bloomed from his head, his cheek and jawline split by the immense power of the blow. Arc stepped forward, hooked arm raised, but Harbinger did not earn his warrior's reputation for nothing. Recovering faster than the cyborg expected him too, the scuted behemoth ducked under the swing and thrust an arm forward, letting Arc skewer himself on the extended spike. A tremor flowed though towering creature, from his hidden head to his armed tail. Harbinger's digging spade was buried deep in his breast, deep purple blood gushing from the wound. As violet essence ran over yellow hide, Harbinger guided his other arm upwards, spike flicking forward and aimed towards the throat of the taller beast.
He was ensnared by two lean arms before he could stab up and spill more lifeblood.
With power that was unaffected by the swift drainage of blood through his chest, Arc gripped Harbinger in a bear hug, and the scuted warrior was lifted off his feet. The future giant struggled, flailing a fanned array of blade-like tail scutes and fighting to push his bloodied spade deeper into the alien powerhouse, but it was no use. With a bunch of muscles so numerous and bulging they actually acted as a sort of armor, a spongy padding against damage, Rust's Shadow squeezed Harbinger with all his might. The armored titan threw his head back with a bellow, although the cry was nearly drowned out by the terrible sound of splintered scales. His scutes, the durable set of armored scales that had left him standing after blows that would down an unprotected beast effortlessly, as well as the tons of solid soil and rock he burrowed through, were cracking and breaking, giving way under the deadly hug. Blood trickled down the cracking scutes, Harbinger's back pierced in multiple places by jagged shards of broken armor. The future beast moaned, no more defiance in his voice, only suffering. He was nearly bent in half now it seemed, and was convinced that his spine would snap at any instant.
Instead of the end, sweet relief possessed the armored goliath as he was allowed to drop to the ground.
Although bloody and sore, Harbinger rose without hesitation, no stranger to pain. He would not still be here if he could not endure the worst of agony. The future beast looked up from a gasping kneel, curious at his escape. Or rather, his release. Had Arc taken mercy on him? Had the silent beast decreed him worthy of life as a fellow warrior?
The answer to both was 'no.'
The key of Harbinger's freedom was scaling Arc on segmented legs, a savage face that bore many piercing eyes and a long barbed tail peaking over the cyborg's back as he shook his broad shoulders in an attempt to throw down his assailant. Mathayus shrieked with primeval bloodlust, his hunger and predatory instinct driving him like a lethal engine of destruction. Hissing out a low gurgle that sounded suspiciously like snickering, the Oceanic Acid cracked his lengthy tail, the toxic whip snapping down over the armored bug. Unfortunately for the predator, who was too primitive to realize that Arc's skull was shielded, the poisonous tip only glanced off the skull helmet, and the long tail slipped before Arc temptingly. Taking advantage of the prone appendage, the brutal cyborg threw his flail up, the chain entwining itself with Mathayus's tail. Hauling the screeching bug from his back, Arc wheeled, building might with a few complete spins before swinging down. Mathayus impacted against the tough flooring like a gunshot, armor and metal caving in with awful groans. The aquatic scorpion was lifted back up, foul goo stretching between its oozing armor and the floor, and then Mathayus was slammed back down. A squeal escaped the killer this time. Raised and dropped for a third and final time, the armored hunter was smashed into the metal flooring, scattering a pool of his own bodily fluid, and was then held up limply like a trophy fish. Mathayis tried to cry out, but could only bubble weakly through the thick goo spilling from his pincers.
Shifting slightly, Arc hurled the motionless bug away, the Oceanic Acid sailing towards the revving saws that lined the walls of the Cell...
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Post by Inferno Rodan on Jun 7, 2012 20:20:17 GMT -5
Mathayus sails through the air before crashing against the side of the cage. Fortunately for him, he hits just above the saws, so he misses the saws in the initial impact, and the rebound from the chain-link bounces him back just enough that he avoids hitting them when falling to the floor.
Suchodon and Ontslaan, meanwhile, are still going at each other. It seems to have almost become personal between the two at this point. The lithe crocodilian and the hulking she-beast stare each other down, slowly circling, waiting for a chance to strike. Ontslaan breaks first, lunging forward with a powerful punch. Suchodon twists out of the way, Ontslaan’s fist striking only thin air. With his opponent now off-balance from the missed attack, the reptile makes his move. Swinging his head like a bludgeon, Suchodon slams his heavy, solid skull into Ontslaan’s face with a resounding crack. The fiery humanoid reels, staggering almost drunkenly from the blow as blood oozes from her nose.
Pressing his advantage, Suchodon pounces, pinning the dazed Ontslaan down. He raises one arm and swings, delivering a powerful blow to the side of her head. His claws tear through flesh and gouge bone, sending spurts of blood flying. Ontslaan falls limp with a trio of bleeding gashes on the side of her head, the force of the blow apparently knocking her out. Just as he’s about to latch his jaws onto the helpless monster’s throat, he spots Yuna closing in on him. He leaps off Ontslaan to meet the tentacled demon, roaring in defiance.
Yuna swings several tentacles, but the reptile ducks, sidesteps, and otherwise weaves out of the way of each. He’s about to lunge and make his own attack, but is stopped when something grips his tail. He looks back just in time to see Ontslaan before she swings him around and hurls him at the side of the cage. He impacts the barbed chain-link in almost the same spot that Mathayus had a short while prior. Like the alien arthropod, he’s saved from the saws by the rebound of the chain-link.
As he’s shaking off the impact, Suchodon hears a bellowing roar. He looks up to see Ontslaan barreling toward him at high speed. The heroic chimera scrambles to his feet and out of the beast’s path as quickly as possible, just narrowly managing to accomplish such and making Ontslaan crash into the side of the cage. Already weakened from having two monsters slam into the same spot, the chain-link can’t take the incredible impact and gives way! Ontslaan bursts through the cage, the ragged wires cutting into her skin as she goes through, while the saws slice into her legs as she trips over them and tumbles out of the cage, her momentum making her roll a few hundred meters before finally coming to rest.
The commotion of what just happened does not escape the rest of the fighters. All stop fighting momentarily, some of them even in mid-attack, to look. Suchodon walks up to the gaping hole in the cage and looks out, blinking several times. It takes a few moments for everything to set in. When it finally does, he roars and leaps out through the hole, charging toward the downed Ontslaan with the intent of tearing into her once more.
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OOC: The above was done at the behest of MM. Everyone is free to fight outside the Cell now.
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Post by The Great MM on Jun 7, 2012 20:34:57 GMT -5
(OOC: And climb to the top of it!)
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Post by WhiteFireRodan on Jun 9, 2012 23:47:01 GMT -5
Suchodon's jaws clamped round Onstslann's neck, and the battle began in earnest outside of the cell. While the great reptile's death-roll sent the demoness reeling, Mathayus, clambering through the hole after them and crawling up to the top of the cell, had other things in mind. The other competitors were proving too difficult to subdue, but there were easier targets for his hunger and hate waiting just outside the cell...
Harbinger had just disentangled himself from Yuna's grasp when he saw the alien sea scorpion crawl up to the top of the cage and rear up on his coiling tail. All four of Mathayus's mouths were aimed at the terrified crowd as he screeched at the audience, declaring his intent to pulverize them to the ground. Harbinger's eyes widened as he realized exactly what Mathayus was about to do, and with terrifying speed he launched himself out of the hole, Yuna's tentacles whipping after him, and arrowed straight at the scorpion just as the latter released all the tension in his tail, arcing towards... the audience. Everyone who could run screamed in terror and attempted to flee for their lives, away from the monster's claws, but at the crest of his leap, the Oceanic Acid felt Harbinger's jaws close near the tip of his tail and was suddenly yanked backwards. The scaly giant released his jaws and extended his spade spikes as Mathayus came at him and SLAMMED them into his outermost mouths, spilling twin streams of the abhorrent slimy ooze that was his blood. Panic and anger rippling through the scorpion's veins, he blindly shut his twin mouths and bit deep into Harbinger's hands. Thus securely anchored, arching his back, the sea monster lashed out with his long tail repeatedly, whipping viciously and catching several lucky strikes across the face and chest, leaving vicious gashes each time. Harbinger managed to yank his hands free and backed away, clawing at his front, but this time his wounds only carried a slight burn. He was lucky - Mathayus, now coiled and just moments away from springing at him again, had already drained most of his poison when trying to kill Yuna, who also just happened to be sneaking up right behind Harbinger at this very moment...
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Post by Omegarex24 on Jun 11, 2012 12:35:39 GMT -5
Harbinger shifted his gaze between Yuna and Mathayus. Both had superior reach, and both tentacles and stinger were angling at him now. But Harbinger had not survived decades of combat to falter here. At the last possible second, he threw his body aside as the two monsters clashed, enveloping each other in smother tentacles and whipping stingers. Harbinger couldn't tell whether either side was injured, but he could his best to continue injuring them.
First, he would deal with Mathayus. He grabbed the scorpion-like beast by the tail, being careful to mind the stinger, as he ripped him loose of the tangle before launching him into the rotating blades covering what was left of the cage. The saw blades sliced into the monster crustacean's back, spraying ichor and flesh everywhere as Harbinger turned his attention back to Yuna. Her lashing tentacles scored a few nasty hits across his body, but he was undeterred in his quest, as he closed in, this time gripping her by the torso as he proceeded to mercilessly pound away at her face, striking five times with his spikes extended for the maximum impact. The floor of the cage reverbated with each impact as he finally discarded the bloodied mess he left behind, the demon conglomerate unconscious on the floor.
He decided that Yuna had perhaps received enough of an ass-kicking for the time being, as he began to scale the side of the cage. Rather than clinging to the outside of cage, he climbed the links of the inside, just as Yuna was beginning to rise from the floor. As he reached the apex of the cage, he simply released his grip and dropped, curling into a ball as he did so. With gravity on his side, the impact was tremendous as he slammed into Yuna from above, crushing her beneath his bulk, his bladed scutes ripping at her flesh. While the impact may have stunned Harbinger momentarily, it was devastating to Yuna, as the massive reptile picked himself off the floor, staggered for a moment, then decided to turn his attentions back to Mathayus. The scorpion-esque creature needed to learn a thing or two, as Harbinger stomped over towards him, ready to lay into his with his fists once more...
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Post by Tenshi the Sunkern on Jun 14, 2012 17:57:41 GMT -5
Before Harbringer could deal with the scorpion, several tentacles wrapped around the reptile. Harbringer had been caught off-guard by the severely injured, bleeding, and deranged demon, Yuna's breaths coming in rapid, short bursts as she began to crush Harbringer under the power of her tentacles, crushing armor, and threatening to snap bone...
It was the unlikely attack of Arc that saved Harbringer's life.
The hooked hand of the being sliced into Yuna's back. The demoness's eyes shot open, her control over her tentacles momentarily lost from this surprise assault, allowing Harbringer to be freed. Several tentacles lurched toward Arc, but the alien powerhouse grabbed them, and to Yuna's shock, she was now being bashed against the ground once, then twice, then three times, before Arc flung her into the wall fo the cage.
As fighting went on around her, the bleeding demoness was a horrible mess to look at. The damage done to her was taking it's toll, but the demons that were apart of her screamed for revenge. She lifted her eyes, and all she saw, was the Angel of Death, times 5. To her, that was what the other 5 combatants all looked like now... that damn Angel of Death. The veyr one that had ruined her plans! Her blood churned, and her eyes narrowed as she rose up onto the tips of her tentacles, using them as a platform to tower above the competition. She let out a blood curling scream, one that seemed to hault the entire fight in it's tracks for that moment...
"GRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!"
4 massive tentacles shot out, aiming for blood... and aiming for Harbringer and Arc, to crush them into paste...
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Post by The Great MM on Jun 19, 2012 20:10:22 GMT -5
You know the drill, Dan. You have until tomorrow at 9:00 PM to post.
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Post by GI Jho on Jun 19, 2012 20:48:57 GMT -5
OOC: Man... I've been getting lazy lately, haven't I?....
As Yuna's tentacles prepare to crush Harbinger and Arc, she is suddenly sideswiped by an airborne Suchodon, the reptile having been flung liek a ragdoll by the muscualr she-kaiju, Ontslaan. The fiery titan stomped to her feet, lettign out a bellow of rage and bloodthirst, as she charged towards the large clutch of warriors. In her blind frenzy, Arc's flail strikes her, knocking her off balance and sending her rolling across the floor, the hellish monster shaking her head to recover.
As Ontslaan attempts to rise, she is suddenly struck once again by Arc's flail, the powerful weapon caving in some of her armor, sending streaks of blood running down her sides and sizzling down onto the floor. Angered, Ontslann flips herself onto her feet, just as Arc lunged in with his bladed arm. Ontslaan grappled the bladed appendage, shrugging off the pain of the metal raking across her rocky palm, before she spun around, using his body like a mace to strike an approaching Harbinger. The impact sent the spiny mutant rolling backwards, before she flung him as well, sendi9ng him crashing down on top of Harbinger in a heap.
The fiery titan let out a peircing cry, the creature soon sniffing out Suchodon. She sought vengeance against this monster! But Suchodon was clever.. he knew this beast well by now. The two had been fighting one another the longest, and had technically becoem rivals this match. Suchodon hopped atop the ring, hoping this height advantage would allow him to better scope out Ontslaan's moves... and that he coutned on her not beign able to get up top too easily. But he was wrong, much to his shock. Ontslaan, in one great bound, hopped up onto the top of the cage, her landing creating a slight indentation into the metal roof.
Suddenly, the titan screamed, before she became engulfed in an even greater fiery aura. With even greater speed than normal, Ontslaan barreled towards suchodon like a meteorite. The saurian attempted to move to the side, but Ontslaan's blitzkreig-style rush, caught him in its path. The immense impact only clipped him, but the force was more than enough to send him spirallnig through the air, before he colided headfirst into the ground with an audible CRUNCH. The flaming aura on Ontslaan died down a bit, returning to normal, as Ontslaan approached the edge of the cage where she saw Suchodon go flying. Seeing himbarely recovering, Ontslaan hopped down and charged towards him, her charge back to normal speed once more...
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Post by Fainis the Sadistic Pansexual on Jun 23, 2012 23:37:00 GMT -5
As the Cell rattled, Ontslaan slamming Suchodon into the chain-link high above, Arc stirred. The muscular alien warrior, smooth hide slick with purple blood, sat up with a silent shake of his head. Something shifted beneath him, and a sharp pain bloomed across his side. Harbinger had lunged up and planted a digging spade into the lager beast's flesh, slipping the weapon neatly between two metallic ribs. Arc twisted his head around, simply glancing at the deep wound as it dribbled blood, then he raised his shaded eyes towards Harbinger. There is a gleam from the black shadows of the being's skull helmet. A flash of violet light, half praising, half ominous. Harbinger gnashed his teeth together as he was pulled to his feet by Arc as the mute warrior stood, blood spewing from his pierced side like a hot water fountain, but no suffering was visible from the stoic beast. Rearing to his full height, Arc looked back at Harbinger again.
Then the towering brute tipped backwards.
Harbinger grunted breathlessly, and the scuted giant ripped his spade free with a generous splash of alien essence. The armored titan tried to escape Arc's growing shadow, but the taller creature impacted against his side before he can clear out of the way. The beast from the future howled in agony as his side was skewered by the sharp metal spires that rise from Arc's armor. In a twist of irony, he was stabbed through the side, just like what he had inflicted on Arc, only multiplied by three. Harbinger squirmed, trying to push Arc from atop him. The future beast wheezed and gasped, the air crushed from his lungs and the twin organs hungry for it. To the shock of the armored giant, Arc actually complied with his nonverbal demands. The silent warrior began to rise, and Harbinger tried to leap away. He cannot though, much to his horror. He was stuck to Arc, pinned to his body as if by Velcro. No matter how much he kicked and struggled, the disciplined creature was trapped. Falling still, Harbinger stopped wasting energy and instead used this strange break from action to recover a bit, to replenish some energy. Just because he had become quite literally attached to a foe did not mean he had to stop using his head.
So, Harbinger, lodged to Arc by ragged wounds in his side, was taken along for the ride as the Knight of the Savoir advanced on Yuna with long, powerful strides.
Unaffected by the added weight- a mass that almost equaled his own- Arc challenged the Demon Queen with a sharp jerk of his head. The unhinged Yuna shrieked like a banshee, and one of her great tentacles launched towards Rustred's faithful companion. Once again, the black appendage was simply seized midair, Arc's flail looped around it like a lasso. Rust's Shadow hauled back, and Yuna was sent flying towards him with an inhumane screech. The hooked blade that ends Arc's other arm swing up to meet her, and the Unholy Conglomerate landed on the outstretched weapon with all her weight. A wet gurgle comes from the monstrous woman. The hooked blade is buried deep in her torso, plunged between her breasts. Blood trickled from ragged armor shredded like tin foil, and the Tentacled Horror retched suddenly. A crimson vomit spilled from her moaning maw, the bloody puke furthering the splattered streak of red down her front. Arc pulled the woman closer, his victim sliding forward onto his weapon inch by inch, meter by meter. Each bit of distance she fell forward, into the blade, earned a small gasp from the Demon Queen. Soon, Yuna's lolling head practically rested against Arc's helmet, the blood from her mouth sliding down the trophy skull. The eyes of Arc, tiny orbs of dull purple light barely visible even when so close, stared up at Yuna. They didn't glow with anger or contempt or hatred or anything like that. They were considering. Thoughtful. Arc was inspecting Yuna, and gave no notion as to what the result of his investigation was.
As the monstrous demoness groaned into his skull helmet, bloody bubbles clinging to her lips, the silent warrior hurled her back suddenly.
Yuan went flying, hurtling across the Cell as if she was a weightless plaything, not a multi-hundred ton kaiju. The Unholy Conglomerate was soaring towards the spiked corner of the Cell. To make matters worse, Arc's flail is still wrapped around one of her tentacles, and it is suddenly charged with crackling might. Arc had sent a powerful jolt down the metallic weapon, the surge of electricity racing down the flail and entering Yuna just as she impacted against the razor chain-link and sharp spikes...
The Cell lit up with violet lightning.
It started at Yuan, the great shock wave blooming from her twitching form like a purple flow. The demoness jerked and drooled mindlessly, her mouth foaming and the blood pouring down her front sizzling. The electric surge then spread across the whole of the Cell in a dazzle rain of sparks and stabbing bolts of violet. Suchodon and Ontslaan, still wrestling on the top of the hellish construct, suddenly collapsed atop each other, caught by the shock and pumped full of cracking power. The three monsters in contact with the Cell were experiencing pure agony, as if they were being continuously struck by lightning. But the one that received the worst shock was in no question- Harbinger. Still skewered on Arc's back, the future beast was being fried. His limbs were thrown to the sides, his tail was stiff and straight, sparks rained from his open jaws as he tried to scream, and flames curled from his nostrils. He was enduring Hell itself, and there would be no stop. The electricity that wreathed Arc's towering form grew, becoming more jagged and wild, and the dozens of bolts that weaved around him formed into a rough sphere. The circular electrical object rose from the ground like a UFU of pure energy. The electrical comet- powered by its masters magnetism- levitated towards the upper reaches of the Cell, towards the top where Ontslaan and Suchodon heaved in relief. Yuna- still wrapped by the flail- was being dragged behind the thunderous comet like an unwilling tail, and Harbinger was still trapped by the spines that skewered him. Encased in his chaotic crackling vehicle, Arc ascended towards the fiery berserker and the clever reptile with two suffering passengers...
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Post by Inferno Rodan on Jun 26, 2012 21:09:32 GMT -5
As he lays on the chain link on top of the cage, Suchodon sees the crackling sphere raising up toward him and Ontslaan. Knowing what is coming, and wanting to have as little to do with it as possible, the reptilian chimera rolls to his feet and leaps onto Ontslaan’s back. The she-beast, who was just beginning to get up herself, is pushed back down by the sudden extra weight. The glowing ball that is Arc makes contact with the roof of the cage just a few seconds later, surging electricity through the metal and Ontslaan. Some of it reaches Suchodon as well, but most of it is absorbed by his makeshift platform, reducing the shock enough that he can endure it without losing control of his muscles.
Suchodon rides out the attack until it sputters out several seconds later, Arc slowly floating back down to the floor with his two captives in tow. He recovers from the shocks fairly quickly, thanks to Ontslaan taking the brunt of it, and resumes his attack on the she-beast, who is now smoking slightly from Arc’s attack. Lunging forward, he clamps his vice-like jaws on the back of her neck, in the same place he had done so before. Suchodon immediately begins thrashing his head violently, sawing his teeth through her tough flesh. This, combined with the fact that the flesh there was already partially shredded, allows his venom to more readily seep into the wounds and enter her bloodstream.
Ontslaan is a beast, however, and quickly composes herself and begins to stand. Suchodon doesn’t relent, though, determined to get as much venom into his opponent as possible. But he’s forced to disengage when he feels Ontslaan start to hurl herself backwards, quickly leaping off her back as she does so to avoid getting crushed under her bulk again.
Landing gracefully on his feet, Suchodon hisses at his opponent. The she-beast gets up a couple moments later, but does so rather sluggishly. Narrowing his eyes, Suchodon turns and trots over to the edge of the cage, then turns back toward Ontslaan and roars at her. Now, normally such a tactic would easily be seen through by all but the dullest of opponents, and Suchodon is well aware of that fact. But with the venom flowing through her body dulling her senses and her mind, Ontslaan is far from functioning properly on a cognitive level. The brute roars and charges forward at her usual impressive speed, arms flailing wildly. Suchodon holds his ground until the last possible moment, then casually sidesteps. Ontslaan’s angry roar turns into a scream of terror as she launches herself off the top of the cage. So great is her momentum that she actually slams into the force field surrounding the arena, bouncing off the energy barrier before falling to the floor below with a resounding crash.
Suchodon peers over the edge of the cage, looking down at his unconscious foe. His long, forked tongue flicks out a couple times, a sign of contemplation as he decides what to do next. With a huff, he begins climbing down the side of the cage. He makes it to the bottom shortly after, dropping the last hundred meters or so to the floor. With that taken care of, he turns his attention back to Ontslaan. The she-beast is still laying on the ground, only marginally conscious. Suchodon walks over to her and slashes her belly with his powerful claws, leaving a trio of deep gashes in her flesh. The pain partially snaps her out of her daze as she roars in pain. Suchodon answers with a roar of his own as he lunges downward, ready to slam his jaws shut directly on her head.
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