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Post by dragonangel7 on May 28, 2012 22:35:12 GMT -5
The hero was overwhelmed by the sonic boom and was sent through the ice. Ghidorah moaned as his injured leg hurt like hell. Taking in ice he created a makeshift ice cast around the leg to help support his weight. Bursting out the ice he landed gently on the ground, his eyes glaring straight at the plant dragon. Ghidorah was once again angry. He had been battered, cut, bitten, drained, and overall humiliated by this vegetable. It was time he gave her another taste of his power. Not just the power of heaven but the power of the Ghidorah clan. Evil or not, his choice was made. This plant will suffer.
Taking in cold saltwater he spewed forth shards of ice. Each one slashed and hacked through her vines and quickly melted leaking salt water into her. Ghidorah bit down hard into the other dragon’s shoulders. Ghidorah heated up his mouth and held on despite the powerful thrashing and struggling from Thoralax. The plant dragon moaned in pain and confusion. Why hadn’t the bacterial blood work? Then the answer came to her in a painful way. The blood was being heated up, boiled, and neutralized. Raising her fist she struck Ghidorah hard in the chest knocking him over. Grabbing the hero’s middle head, she threw him so hard he smashed through a glacier and was buried.
Everything seemed quiet as the monster remained buried under millions of tons of ice. Seconds, even minutes went by as the arctic grew quiet. Thoralax sighed in relief thinking it was all over. Sadly for her, it was only the silence before the storm. Thoralax prepared to go when the ground began to rumble. She turned around and saw Ghidorah standing strong and mad. All the ice he was buried under had disappeared. It had been completely absorbed by the hero for energy. Channeling that power into his center head, a frozen flame shot out. Only this one was stronger. The beam struck the plant monster’s arm and decimated countless vines. The attack had actually burned away most of the reserve vines. Thoralax moaned desperately trying to replace the missing vines. She looked up and saw Ghidorah charging up burning vengeance, ready to burn her to a crisp.
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Post by Blerhwave on May 31, 2012 11:49:54 GMT -5
Thoralax wails to the heavens. She is aware of her low reserves, and cannot let the attack hit. Kicking up retaliation, her wings and body give off paralysis pollen, blown to Ghidorah's personal space and being inhaled. Suddenly, his body goes numb, remaining frozen in place, standing. Thoralax marches over and coils vines around all three heads, and forces them to bite some of her vines! Now, Icy Fire Ghidorah has to suffer the affects of the bacteria-littered chlorophyll. Outside on his face, the flesh starts to rot and moisten up from toxins being sweated through pores. His eyes build up puss, as the very same creamy substance pushes out of the skin. Inside the mouth, the gums start to darken in tint, and some fangs fall loose from bloody, infected gums. As the chlorophyll trails down the lining of the throats, it leaves sickly meat in its place.
Thoralax pushes her foe away, having had to accept an attack to deal one. Now her left arm opens wide and extends snaking articles. Instead of injecting caustic juice into the bloodstream, acidic liquid sprays onto the faces of Ghidorah, wreaking Hell-like havoc and pain on the already-infected sites. The acid manages to get in one eye of a Ghidorah head, causing the Guardian to writhe in utter discomfort. Now Thoralax punches and beats the elemental Ghidorah's chest, over and over, over, over and over. By the fifth slam, the chest transforms into a blue and purple mess; by this time, each strike forces out blood from the hydra's maws. Thoralax is relentless with her vine arm's strength, holding nothing back as she bruises the skin, bruises the ribs/bruise a rib muscle (I've bruised one rib muscle one winter years ago. It, SUCKS). Thoralax is forced to contain herself and step back as cracks start to emanate from the ribcage, before she can fracture it and break the rules. Still, immense damage has been done. The chest is basically a bloody, bruised pulp.
Ghidorah is starting to come off the paralysis. He's not out of the woods yet... A fact that Thoralax takes note of, and the reason she blasts her Negative Energy Beam at Ghidorah's horrific chest injury while Ghidorah can barely budge...
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Post by dragonangel7 on May 31, 2012 20:20:20 GMT -5
Theraxis…isn’t that a different one of your monsters? Never mind.
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Taking the blast full on, Ghidorah cackles in agony, falling to one knee the mighty dragon begins to smile. Thoralax was tired, he could tell. She was running out of energy and vines. However he may be wounded, but the cold of the arctic and the power of heaven was a limitless supply of energy he could call upon whenever he wants. Ice and snow are absorbed by his scales. Saltwater creeps around him as he absorbs the cold and regains all his previous strength. Still he was wounded but not as tired. Salt water icicles formed on the edge of his wings. Smiling at Thoralax Ghidorah prepared to attack; he knew he was going to enjoy this. Charging forward he thrust his left wing upward and hacked hundreds of vines apart. For part two of his first attack he stabbed them into Thoralax, and twisted. Vines were hacked apart and icicles were broken off, leaking saltwater into Thoralax.
The plant dragon moaned and grabbed the hero’s wing and swung him around and around. Letting go she sent the hydra plowing through the icy ground. Ghidorah rose up and limped slightly on his bad leg. Thoralax had begun to try to remove the salty ice from her vines; she didn’t even notice Ghidorah…excellent. Thoralax had gotten the last icicle out when a horrible burning agony swept over her. The outer layer of vines was destroyed, and the second and third dangerously close to burning up also. Falling to one knee a she glared at the three headed dragon as he walked closer. No longer did his three heads waver separately but glare all at once at Thoralax.
“Looks like somebody got bad sunburn” the left head said mockingly. Then the right head said “I think I have the cure for that”. Then the middle head finally said “now just hold still, this is only going to hurt, like hell”. All three heads reared back. They shot forward and smacked into Thoralax so hard the ice gave way and the monster was sent into the deadly salt water. Ghidorah created for icicles on his wings and prepared to bring them down upon Thoralax…
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Post by Blerhwave on May 31, 2012 21:58:13 GMT -5
whoops, called Thoralax, Theraxis. my bad xD good eye.
post coming tomorrow
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Post by Omegarex24 on Jun 1, 2012 17:21:34 GMT -5
3 more posts (2 from Soundwave, one from Dragonangel) and I call this.
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Post by Blerhwave on Jun 1, 2012 23:37:13 GMT -5
alrighty 'mega. --------------- Thoralax bursts from the cauldron of harmful liquids like a bat out of hell, steam rising from the mass of vines that is Violent Vegetative Lifeform's right arm, legs, and chest. Ghidorah lobs the ice weapons, which Thoralax nimbly avoids, except for one. It strikes the left leg, but [luckily] strikes enough of the leg's space rock protection and making it shatter, doing light damage (but damage nonetheless). The Great Space Dragon lands enough distance away to partially shed her avatar and let the remaining vines drink the ice and snow and strengthen themselves with the fresh water, having nothing else to use. It works, but is not the ideal strengthener. But as long as it helps Thoralax execute her series of attacks, she is content (and it will help her). Sporecore has been fighting a war of attrition, using infection(s) and the like to whither Ghidorah. In another act of biological warfare, Thoralax exposes a plague to Icy Fire Ghidorah with poison pollen. The two know it's working when Ghidorah starts bellowing in distress, dropping to his knees. His joints, already swollen and sore, become further inflamed and suffer from the agony of illness-induced joint pain combined with worn out appendages, not to mention the badly injured knee feels like it is on fire. Now, for a fire elemental to experience a hot burning intense enough to pain it, one knows it is serious. The whole leg turns purple from pain, and the muscles take on quite the sore categorization. Ghidorah pukes from his three maws, necks too sore to hold up the heads. After two discharges, Icy Fire Ghidorah exhales blood and foul flavored, burning the red raw inner lining of the throat. Thoralax atacked with so much pollen, that not only does she inflict a Hell's amount of pain, but the gums are a bloody pained mess where teeth fall loose from them. It truly feels like Icy Fire Ghidorah has come down with the plague x100. Now it's time to amplify the pain even more; payback for all the avatar's lost vegetation. In close enough prximity, Now close by, Thoralax whips her tail and bites down on the injured knee, fangs piercing the purple'ish tint of the outer knee and sharp dagger-like teeth actually pushing into the knee cap. The saliva-chock full of bacteria-sets in inside the appendage and the knee's ca[ directly. The agony is unbearable from this act of aggression, puss overflowing from the points of penetration. Ghidorah by this point can barely walk on it. The venus fly trap mouth unhinges against the knee cap to reposition and be inside the flesh so while it tears away, it tears tainted flesh. With the leg exposed in that area, Thoralax and her victim can watch the inside of the knee completely fill with puss, being so infected. Now Thoralax sprays the exposed area with acid from her pincer arm's bulbs, cleaning up the puss by solving it away- but adding a sharp caustic pain to the limb already filled with so many kinds of pain. The outer lining of flesh dissolves away, forcing the hydra to cringe while suffering. Now, with a gaping leg/knee, Thoralax targets the exact site of the knee with another blast of her aging, Negative Energy Beam... ------------- ugh, was so tired when typing this  kept almost falling asleep. |
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Post by dragonangel7 on Jun 2, 2012 9:36:50 GMT -5
Ghidorah could only brace himself as the beam struck his injured leg in a shower of blood and pus. Ghidorah fell to on knee and coughed up blood before smiling. Looking at Thoralax he spoke “you don’t learn do you”? Thoralax remained silent and seemed shocked as Ghidorah rose to full height. “You can slash me, punch me, insult me, and blast me, but you will never break me. Now prepare for another small taste of heaven” he said smiling.
Once again a fiery pillar of light fell upon Ghidorah, bathing him in a yellow glow. Snow and ice entered the light and was absorbed by Ghidorah or evaporated by the light. When the light died down Ghidorah stood tall, brimming with energy. Snow and ice seemed to evaporate completely just by being to close. He opened his mouth and said “burning vengeance, frozen flame…ULTIMATE COMBO BLAST”!!!
The two beams swirled around each other before making contact with Thoralax. Her entire body was engulfed in a massive beam completely incinerating, and freezing several layers of vines. The ice under her was melted and she fell into the water only for it to be frozen. She cried out as her bottom half was trapped in the icy salt water. Thoralax was in complete and utter turmoil from this. She couldn’t even replace her damaged vines. She barely had enough to keep her form. Ghidorah walked up to her and said “I know what you’re thinking”. Than Ghidorah used some childish high pitched mimicking voice and said “oh Ghidorah how did come up with that awesome combo”. Thoralax growled and tried to free herself from the frozen water. Sadly to no avail.
Ghidorah opened his three maws and activated his frozen flame. The beam tore through the vines on the plant dragon’s arm and burst out the other side. Thoralax cried out and used the pain to give her incentive to free herself. Bursting out of the ice she reached for the middle neck but the hero jumped back out of reach. Ghidorah laughed and bit down hard on the plant dragon’s arms, and neck. Immediately he began heating up and destroying vines with his burning bite. Pulling back he ripped a chunk out of her arms and neck and spit them out. Thoralax screeched in anger and charged Ghidorah. Ghidorah narrowed his eyes and charged up his burning vengeance once more.
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Thanks soundwave. You helped me out a lot and gave me an opportunity to show everyone that I'm not a n00b. Glad you accepted this match.
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Post by Blerhwave on Jun 3, 2012 12:21:31 GMT -5
Thoralax flies forward at max speed to disrupt the attack. Flying by, her ring's razor edges rake through the side of the injured knee (the outside), and the sonic boom trailing knocks him off his feet and sends discontent spreading from the exposed knee. The Negative Energy Beams have worn it down greatly, aging it greatly! Ghidorah returns with blasts of ice, freezing parts of Thoralax's back. Her crystals break away to form the ring of myriad crystals, they get up close, and blast the knee wound with Space Thunder. The innards burn, heavy chunks of puss exploding, For a final hoorah, Thoralax's vines wrap around the injured knee and constrict with all of Sporecore's might; being so aged and injured, the knee comes alive with a heap of pain as the vines constrict as hard as they can. Even a few cracks sound, as the brittle knee succumbs to constriction. Now, At the same time, the vines pump energy, worsening the injury. With the crystals still in formation, spinning like a saw, they charge with energy and swoop in from behind to saw into Ghidorah's back...
great match ^.^ happy i could help
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Post by Omegarex24 on Jun 6, 2012 17:36:12 GMT -5
Decision will be forthcoming tonight
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Post by Omegarex24 on Jun 6, 2012 20:24:16 GMT -5
"Attention! Cease combat immediately! This match is a DRAW!"
This was a surprisingly entertaining battle. Although they were both fairly evenly matched in terms of raw power, and IFG managed to get several good hits to the core, Thoralax's aggravating damage through toxins and spores managed to kind of keep things even over the course of the fight.
"Return to your quarters at once!"
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Post by dragonangel7 on Jun 6, 2012 20:36:37 GMT -5
Icy fire Ghidorah snorts and begins to laugh once more. “That has to be the most fun I have ever had. I should do this more often”. He turned his gaze to Thoralax and she returned the gaze. After a few moments of silence he nodded and said “you don’t seem like the evil type. You really should think about becoming a guardian” said the three headed dragon. The beast took a deep breath before saying to the announcer “before I go…can I have a snow cone”? Then the left head smiled and said “blueberry please”. Then finally the right head said “oh and with jalapeno peppers, those are really good peppers”. Then in a flash of light the dragon was sent back to his living quarters, where a snow cone awaited him.
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Epic fight, thanks again Soundwave. Sorry if the snow cone thing sounded dumb, I just can’t be serious for one second. Sorry if I was supposed to wait until soundwave posted.
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Post by Blerhwave on Jun 6, 2012 21:16:08 GMT -5
doesn't matter who posts their exit first. excellent match, t'was fun! looking forward to a rematch at some point.
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The Great Space Dragon hears and acknowledges the fellow astro-dragon's words, but barely pays attention to it. Her wild animal quality lends a big hand in not understanding the English; after all, at heart (or core, rather) she is a wild animal above anything else., Thoralax wails to the heavens, letting her head waver. Her opponent has just left, returning to his quarters. Sporecore's body has suffered a good deal from this match. With the match over, Thoralax does not have to focus so hard on keeping her avatar apart. After all, as soon as she's beamed back to her terrarium, she can shed this battle-worn carcass and equip a new one.
Strips of cut, dried up vines start to fall out of place from her body; her right arm, from her torso, legs... She is already starting to let her body detach.
Then, it comes.
The white light bathes her body and energizes it, providing relief to her psyche. Her eyes shut for the moment; and when she opens them up, she finds herself back in her living space. Time to repair, then rest.
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kept almost falling asleep.