Grabbing onto the creature's chest, Ignis hauled himself up into the chest cavity, taking a brief moment to look down: the ground is a seething mass of shadows. Turning back to the task at hand, he sights on one of the hanging tentacles. Not stopping to think, he leaped and grabbed a hold of it, and began to climb, keeping an eye out for any oncoming hands, planning to try and jump onto an arm if need be.
Against all tyrants.Taking a moment to steady himself and plant his feet onto the creature's massive chest, Ignis climbs, holding on with all of his considerable strength. It was slow-going, to say the least. The creature's movements, coupled with Ignis' enormous bulk, meant that he had to take each step as carefully as possible, resisting the urge to simply fling himself up and at the creature's face. No, he had a better idea; he was going to climb up to it's face, and then punch it in the eyes until it stopped moving.
Against all tyrants.Straining, Ignis pulled himself up the last few feet, crawling onto the creature's shoulder. Panting, he took a moment to regain his breath, then stood, a hand still on the creature's hair for support, the shoulder still twisting beneath him. Pushing through the hair preventing the creature from directly seeing it's shoulder, Ignis grabed another one tentacle, this one shorter, tauter. Grinning, he leaned out in front of the creature's golden eyes, finally catching it's attention. "Hello Beastie," he grinned, then rammed his fist into it's eye.
Against all tyrants.The Darkside bellows, then rips its' hands out of the ground, bringing another huge dark ball out of the ground. It throws it into the air as Ignis punches it again, then watches as it shatters into hundreds of dark fragments, which lance out at Ignis, Batman and the samurai.
Ignis only has about a second to react before the first one slams into him, cutting his leg.
There are too many toasters in my chimney!Swearing and bleeding, Ignis decides against landing another blow and pulls himself up and away from the face, hiding himself in the creature's tangled mass of hairtacles.
edited 15th Feb '11 2:32:19 AM by Legionnaire
Against all tyrants.Most of the dark bolts strike Darkside's hair and fade away. A couple still strike, though, digging into Ignis' arms and cutting him further.
This time, ite doesn't ignore the threat of Ignis. Instead, it stands still, and begins summoning a wall of darkness in his chest cavity.
Growling, it launches it into the air, sending small orbs of darkness raining down. On of them strikes Ignis, sending him stumbling several feet to the side.
Darkside begins forming another ball of darkness.
^ Oooh, plot!
Yes, I swapped Darkside's attacks around. It was the only legitimate way I could think of for you to win, otherwise he could just spam homing missiles and win.
There are too many toasters in my chimney!Groaning, Ignis finds himself hanging precariously off of the Darkside's arm, just barely balanced. That's when he saw the next dark orb of energy. He swore. Repeatedly. He couldn't survive another one, and he had no items. There was only one thing left he could do. If he was going to die, he'd take this thing with him. Hauling himself back to his feet, he grabs another tentacle, pulling it as tight as possible. Then he walks back, still holding onto the tentacle, as far back as he can go, leaning out over the side of the elbow. Now, or never. Wrapping the Tentacle around his left hand and taking the firmest hold he could, he jumps out, intending to use the tentacle to swing around. Straight into it's face. Lifting his legs and setting them in a kicking position, he figured that, even if he couldn't kill it, he could implant himself far in his eye to not fall back down to the ground and break his face.
((Why do I keep writing in Present Tense? Dammit, I'll stick with it.))
Against all tyrants.Normally, Ignis wouldn't have succeeded.
Luckily for him, though, Darkside moved its' head, intending to put Ignis right in the path of an orb. This had the added side effect of increasing Ignis' speed, sending him crashing right into Darkside's eye.
Darkside bellowed, throwing its' head back. Several dark orbs just missed Ignis as Darkside reaches up.
Screaming in agony, the Darkside shoves its' claws in its' eye and rips Ignis out, throwing him to the ground.
Ignis looks up, battered and exhausted, to see Darkside glaring malevolently at him, only one eye remaining.
The Darkside slams its' hands into the ground and rips another orb of darkness out. Screeching at them, it tosses it at them, watching as the orb shatters into hundreds of tiny needles several dozen feet away from them.
At the same time, around two dozen Shadows rise up around Ignis.
I think you pissed him off.
Darkside is at ~10% health. Who'll die first- Ignis or Darkside?
edited 15th Feb '11 3:38:22 AM by CyganAngel
There are too many toasters in my chimney!The Darkside shoves itself to the side at the last second, moving its' neck enough so that Maka's blade only scores deeply, rather than inflicting a fatal wound.
Darkside reaches up before Maka can strike again, grabbing them in his fist and slamming them into the ground.
Dudes >_> Why didn't you just strike his vulnerable hands?
There are too many toasters in my chimney!Something was broken. Probably some ribs. "I'm not dying on my back," Ignis muttered, rolling over and pushing himself up. He was surrounded by them. It hurt to breathe. It hurt to move. He could withstand a lot of punishment, but he had his limits. If he got hit, he was done for. Turning to face the darkside, the rage and hate on his face mixed with pain, he leveled his shoulder straight at it. Ram through the Shadows. Use the big one as a shield. Punch it's hands until it stopped moving. That was the plan. Clutching his ribs with one hand, he let out a final, weakened roar, and charged.
Against all tyrants.Retcon, because someone just don't like to wait while people enjoy their nap.
Katana was not the best weapon for it, but the samurai managed to impale Darkside's palm with it. When Darkside lifted his hand, the samurai was lifted too. From this point, Kazuma jumped and delivered a blow to Darkside's head. Then Kazuma droped down, grabbed Batman and jumped with him, nearly avoiding the moving dark wall.
"Man, you are heavy!" said Kazuma, putting Batman down on the ground.
DO NOT PURSUE LU BU"YOU!"
The fat figure climbed on top of the Gizmo Shop. It pointed its weapon-a gigantic, metal mallet-at the Darkside.
"I'VE HAD ENOUGH OF YOU GOSHDURN SHADOWS!"
"Sir, are you..."
"SHUT UP, WADDLE DEE! IT'S PAYBACK TIME!"
Roaring, the now visible fat figure
◊ jumped and lunged at the gargantuan Heartless...
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Sorry, Kache. I ca't afford to just sit here and do nothing for a few hours while you sleep :/ That's a sure way to kill an RP.
The Darkside glares at them for a moment, before roaring at Ignis and lifting its' hands out of reach, beginning to form another ball of darkness.
It's attention is focused on Ignis; it is paying no attention to the sides f the street, where the buildings are high enough to jump from.
Quick reminder- who has a Keyblade?
And even with the ninja, this can still work!
edited 15th Feb '11 3:59:35 AM by CyganAngel
There are too many toasters in my chimney!Maka dropped the scythe as the Darkside grabbed her. It spun through the air, landing blade first in the ground. It transformed back again.
"Maka!" He formed his right forearm into an identical blade.
"Soul, don't! Get out of here!"
Soul started to run towards the Darkside.
"Do you really think I'm just going to leave you like this?"
edited 15th Feb '11 4:01:03 AM by Deadbeatloser22
"Yup. That tasted purple."Noticing the focus the creature had for him, Ignis made a decision. Stopping in his tracks, he slowly began backing up, praying he wouldn't end up with a needle in his back. Grabbing a nearby shadow, he hurled it straight at the larger one's face. Hopefully the others would realise he was distracting it and take advantage.
I hope we get this fight done soon. I need sleeeeep.
Against all tyrants.The missile hits the Darkside in the face, exploding and knocking off a large chunk of its' forehead.
The Darkside roars in pain, then slumps to the ground, landing with a great crash. Ignis and the others are lucky, and land within the hole in the Darkside's chest.
The Darkside whimpers almost imperceptibly.
Finishing move time!
There are too many toasters in my chimney!Not caring what the others did, Ignis clambered up the Darkside's body, making it's way to the creature's single remaining golden eye. For a second, it fixes on Ignis, the hate in Ignis' eyes being matched by the hate in the creature's own. Then he brings his foot up, and jams it as far into the eye as he can.
Against all tyrants.

Seeing his chance, Ignis didn't hesitate, charging to the edge of the roof and hurling himself off, straight at the Darkside's head, aiming to grab onto it's hairish tentacles.
edited 15th Feb '11 12:54:01 AM by Legionnaire
Against all tyrants.