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Post by Fainis the Sadistic Pansexual on Oct 6, 2012 21:06:26 GMT -5
Tel's psychotic mind slammed down on the pact earth and soil like an invisible bulldozer, all his strength pressing down to prevent the white-furred warrior Photon from escaping. But it was actually this great effort that allowed the knight to make his move. A simple flick of his blade, a swift raising of his arm just before he had been entombed, the action unseen by the broken monster- and the force of the dirt compressing split itself in two on the sharp point! The katar erupted from the earth like a divine spear that shatter the world, and great waves of crimson rolled off of it. The essence of Photon burst out like an atom eruption of push. The ground that Tel fought so fiercely to hold down was plowed and upturned like loose sand, and this shock wave of dirt spread for nearly seven hundred meters in every direction!
Photon sprung from the ground, soil falling from his pure coat as easily as he shed sin and dishonor. The eyes of the warrior were cold and hard, like icy crystals, locked onto Tel like the chilly winds of a tundra. The little nightmare groaned in disbelief and stumbled back, a zombie in reverse. A strange, foreign emotion rose in his wounded soul. Not quite fear, but certainly a form of worry. He was worried for his own safety. Worried at the risk of harm by the avenging gauntlets of this kaiju crusader. Worried that it would make him hurt again! And Photon did not leave his worries unfounded. Dashing forward quick as a rabbit, Photon leapt into the air and swung out his feet. The pale paws crashed into the bloodied chest of Tel Megiddo like twin jackhammers, furry blurs that cratered flesh and ripped flesh. Kick, kick, kick, kick, KICK! Tel fell back, arms flailing as his breast was pounded in, meter by meter, blow by blow, a red pool gathering in the center of his torso. The grisly spring was thrown into the air as the tortured being struck the ground with a dull thump!
The trained paw of Photon flew down, blade extended. The broad dagger of layered keratin pierced square into one of the bloody fissures in Tel's chest, canyons in flesh spread by his own vicious kicks. The hunchbacked creature gurgled in distress as he was skewered almost clean through, many important- but luckily, not vital- tissues and muscled sheered into separate pieces. Blood trickling up from his twisted mask, Tel lashed out with his mind. Pain possessed Photon's arm just as much as the darkness of the other monster's thoughts as it wrenched and stretched in ways it was not suppose to. The honorable warrior wanted to pull away, wished to escape the suffering, but his discipline prevented such a reaction. Instead, he lifted his free arm and- ball of blazing red forming in the palm- slammed it down into the other gory pit. Armor and flesh surged upwards in a horrific geyser that soaked Photon head-to-toe in red, his white fur nearly lost. Tel went stiff, shock overriding the psionic ability of his corrupt conscious.
His tormented arm free, Photon reared up and then brought both paws down, the clawed appendages clapped together in a meaty wrecking ball aimed towards Tel's devastated chest...
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Post by Inferno Rodan on Oct 18, 2012 13:24:20 GMT -5
Yo, Dan. 24 hours.
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Post by GI Jho on Oct 18, 2012 17:59:41 GMT -5
I know... I'm sorry. Time got ahead of me...
The mighty blow sturkc true, slamming full force into Tel's mangled chest. An audible groan rung out from the psychopath's obscured maw, causing him to stumble backwards before collapsing onto one knee. He was... hoenstly impressed. He had not felt pain this horrid in dozens of years... he'd give the furry brute his regards. Tel's dim gaze looked back up to Photon, as the mighty warrior came in to deliver another brutal blow. Wheezing, Tel used his telekinesis, lashign out with enough force to audibly crunch Photon's chest, Photon's eyes widening and blood spitting out from his mouth from the impact. Photon was sent lfying backwards, before he slammed into the ground, creating a massive rut of dirt in the process.
Photon shot up to his feet, ready for action once more, but the pint-sized, wounded, and angry psychopath was having none of that. Before the hero could even plan out his next move, he was suddenly lifted up into the sky by Tel's potent psychic powers, before he piledrived the warrior into the earth, the boom rattling the air, as a wall of dirt and grass was blasted up from the force of the impact.Photon lay still from the powerful imapct, his fur blowing in the hot winds of the savanna. Tel chuckled, stomping towards Photon's motionless form. He studied the hero's expression, sensed his various bodily functions.
Such a strange creature... far different from what he was. It was not something that he enjoyed. Snarling, Tel transformed his hand into a plasma cannon, before firing out a single, adhesive ball of plasma. The ball soon stuck ot Photon, waking him up from its heat, before a powerful explosion rocked his side, giving him an unpleasant wake up call. The brave warrior hopped to his feet, fur heavily corched, his side left with a masty hole blown into its side. Tel's eyes narrowed, as did Photon';s. The two did not budge from their positions; instead, they continued their stare off. Tel gripped his blade tightly, as Photon's talons became aglow with their trademark red energy.
Then, the peace was broken.
With an angry howl, Tel suddenly rended the earth before Photon, creating a tidal wave of debris, which was sent forward in an attempt to bury Photon beneath its tonnage....
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Post by Inferno Rodan on Oct 20, 2012 15:33:14 GMT -5
But Photon plows through the wave of debris with the aid of his energy-charged fists. The hero continues forward, straight for Tel Megiddo. The diminutive psychopath, meanwhile, raises his huge blade in response and prepares to cleave through his opponent. What will surely be the final clash of the battle draws closer and closer, until...
A beam of light falls from the sky right next to the warring titans, making them both stop in their tracks. When the light fades, the lanky form of Famine stands on the grassy battlefield. Photon and Tel Megiddo both stare in confusion at the newcomer.
Famine takes a step forward and suddenly swats Photon away. The furred hero lands on his back a couple hundred meters away. He quickly rolls to a tripod stance and places his free hand on his chest in response to the powerful burning sensation there. Feeling fresh blood, he looks down and sees four fresh slashes on his chest which are exuding some sort of purple smoke or vapor. Looking up at the newcomer, he sees the same purple vapor enveloping the fingers of the hand which struck him. Two against one? Disgraceful! And joining in as the battle is drawing to a close, no less! Photon rises to his feet and takes a fighting stance, ready for whatever is to come.
Tel Megiddo, meanwhile looks up at Famine and cocks his head quizzically.
“...FRIEND...?”
Famine lowers his hand, the vapor dispersing from his fingers, and looks down at the little psychopath. A quick chuckle escapes the Horseman’s mouth. Then laughter. Then a cackle. Suddenly, the laughter ceases and Famine’s arm shoots out, gripping Tel Megiddo by the throat and lifting the creature off the ground.
“No.” is Famine’s blunt response.
Taken aback by this sudden turn of events, Photon can’t help but stare in confusion once again. Tel Megiddo begins struggling furiously as he feels... something happening to him. Like he’s being drained. But it’s not his energy that’s being siphoned away. Almost as if his body itself is being sucked dry. He obviously can’t see it, but the flesh of his neck has begun to shrink and wither.
At this point, Photon has had enough of this creature’s disgraceful interference. Extending his blades, the chivalrous creature launches himself forward. Seeing this, Famine hurls Tel Megiddo at the incoming Photon. The two monsters collide with a resounding thud and fall to the ground in a tangle of limbs.
Cackling again, the Second Horseman turns and starts walking away, a teleporter beam falling on him and taking him away a moment later.
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OOC: One more post each.
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Post by Fainis the Sadistic Pansexual on Oct 24, 2012 20:31:40 GMT -5
Photon, although startled by the sudden turn of events, quickly pulled away from his smaller foe and rolled away, flipping to his feet with a feline yowl. He had not be a warrior for so many years without learning an iron discipline in every aspect of his life. Not much could phase him for long, even such a monstrosity as Famine.
And certainly not a sad, broken little creature such as Tel Migiddo.
Extending a broad blade with a sharp fwitch!, the knight of ancient India hurled himself forward on fleet feet. He could senses it- the end of battle drew near. And he intended to make every second left count! Lunging forward just as the slower, more heavily armored Tel straightened his hunched back, Photon came in low and plunged his gauntlet-mounted dagger deep into the gut of the psychic creature, punching clean through metal plating and into scarred flesh. The little killer groaned dully, his clawed forearms grabbing at the flat blade. Tel's groan became a strained wheeze as he was hoisted up and off his feet, suspended above Photon's head on the spike in his stomach. Pain flared in the nerve-dead creature as he slid further down into the katar-like weapon, his blood trickling down like rain and his damaged form bending in half.
The psychotic monster actually gave a little breath of pain as Photon suddenly twisted his blade to the side, mulching the flesh parallel to it and peeling away a portion of armor. Unsatisfied, the white-furred warrior unsheathed his second blade with a blaze of crimson and slashed upwards. Tel moaned as his torso was opened rib to rib, armor sliced clean through by the energized blade of Photon. A hot red line was carved into the body of the tortured soul, staining his flesh as thoroughly as his soul, but that was not the knight's objective- the armor was. Retracting his short sword and tearing away the twisted scraps still between him and bare scales, Photon cast away the ruined armor and curled his claws into a fist. The clenched paw became engulfed by a swirling red mass, a sea of potent particles wrapping around his long talons.
Suddenly, the sadistic mind of Tel's reached out and squeezed the noble beast's head like a grape!
Photon staggered, nearly dropping to his knee as the pressure increased upon his helmeted skull. His crested headpiece cracked and splintered under the tremendous force, yet the honorable creature refused to fall. He would not give in! Not so close to the finale of this clash! Fighting through the pain and increasing the fire around his fist to a raging inferno, Photon lifted that sweltering paw with what seemed like a small star tipping his lanky limb! Cocking back and giving the thin wail of an angered polecat, the knight struck! Pain and horror and disdain from throughout the duel funneled into one monstrous blow, Photon cratered Tel's chest! Armor and flesh alike crunched inward under the furious strike, and a jolt of pure, invisible force tore through the hunchback. The shock wave ripped at Tel like tiny hand within, tenderizing every bit of his sickly meat and pulverizing internal organs. The little psychopath was launched skyward like an unwilling rocket, his limbs flailing wildly and his mind's deadly grip on Photon shattered.
As the tortured soul was claimed by the sky, Photon dipped down, wiped the blood off his blade, sheathed the weapon, and clasped his paws together with his spine forming a perfect vertical line.
Five hundred meters behind him, Tel Megiddo crashed down with a thunderous, earth-shaking BOOM!
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Post by GI Jho on Oct 25, 2012 19:39:27 GMT -5
A massive crater had formed around Tel's impact zone. A cloud of dust and debris filled the air around the savanna, the still shape of the broken little psychopath lying in the wake of the devastating assault from the honorable knight. Tel's eyes shot open, the bloodshot gaze of the hideous and deformed horror glancign about, comfused and pained. Tel rose from his crater, his very body nearly completely mangled from the impact with the ground. His chest was heavily mangled, and most of his armored plates had been knocked off from the violent impact. Tel's mask had also begun to fall apart, partso f the mangled psychopath's face visible through the cracks and gashes left in the acient visage of the horrific monstrosity.
With vicious, nearly immediate realiation to Photon's vicious assault, Tel suddenly had the noble knight yanked towards him with immense power, sending Photon hurtling towards him at high speeds. Before Photon got too close, Tel used his telekinesis to abruptly stop, shaking Photon's entire body, though not doing much over all. Suddenly, Tel viciously gripped Photon's entire body. The brave knight's whoel body seized up, intense waves of pain shaking Photon's body. The brave warrior's limbs were viciously twisted and turned, before cracking became audible. Suddenly, the limbs were violently snapped backwards from their original positions, and boens were popped out of place, the removal from their sockets easily heard, but to the horror of Photon. To finish his cruel assault, Tel suddenly used his powerful psychic powers to twist Photon's upper body nearly 180* downwards, contorting the hapless warrior to the point that he coudl see his own rear. When it seemed that his misery could nto get worse, Tel suddenly and violently snapped his limbs back into place, and shoved the twistedl ibmsback into their sockets, causing Photon to cry out from the sudden pain. Tel then dropped Photon leavign hi mto recover from his brutal assault.
Photon recovered quite quickly, beign hardened from years of combat. The furry warriro got to his feet ready for blood... when he was brutally struck across the face with Tel's massive blade. The sword cleaved deeply into the mighty knight's unpremared visage, leaving a horrific gash that ran from the top of his forehead to the base of his chin. Blood dripped profusely from his wounds, flesh split and muscles visible from the brutal cleave. Photon grasped his face of a moment, shocked from the brutal blow from the broken creature. Before Photon could react, Tel struck photon's knee with the back of his blade, the thick spieks and heavy iron blade smashing the knee with surprising strength. Photon collapsed onto one knee, his leg givign out from the surprisingly precise blow. As the knight glanced up, he readied his claws to block, just as Tel brought his blade down one last time to strike...
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Post by Inferno Rodan on Oct 27, 2012 14:14:54 GMT -5
Photon catches the blade between his armored gauntlets. The two monsters struggle against each other for a moment, until the voice of the announcer rolls across the battlefield.
"ATTENTION! Cease combat at once! Photon has been declared the winner of this match! Congratulations! Now report back to your quarters immediately!"
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This was a REALLY fun match to read. The completely opposing fighting styles of the two fighters made things very interesting. But that being said, Photon's more precise way of attacking gave him a slight edge. But again, great match, and it was very close.
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Post by GI Jho on Oct 27, 2012 14:30:33 GMT -5
The broken psychopath seemed must unamused by the call, but he nonetheless conceded. Tel pulled his blade back ,and shot the knigth a glare, one that said, "this means WAR." With that, a beam of light came down ,and the little psychopath was teleproted away to be fixed up....
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Post by Fainis the Sadistic Pansexual on Oct 27, 2012 14:38:14 GMT -5
Even after Tel vanished, Photon was sure to dip his head in respect to his foe. Although the little monsters was vicious and bloodthirsty, he did have true strength. Such a thing had to be acknowledged, even by a kaiju knight like Photon.
But in the end, what had proven superior? Not mindless aggression, but the way of chivalry and honor! The way of the knight!
The way of Photon!
The white-furred warrior vanished in a bright flash of light, off to heal from this most brutal battle. His first battle had been a success, both personally and in the name of his beliefs. And this was only the very beginning. What would the next clash bring?
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