"That's an awesome ability you've got!" Evan smiles, still on his helicopter on the ground.
He doesn't know that... that's Isana's natural voice.
The F-22 radios in again.
"So what do we do... I don't know. Test our air capabilities? Race each other?"
He sighs. This strange girl was a nice one, but... well, that jet looked like it had high capabilities.
...eheh
The Vagrant
"Do something equally pointless, perhaps," Neavenit says, his voice still wonderfully emotionless.
"Hmm, races. I see no reason to partake in such an event, myself."
Creator of the Avatar Arena and its Discord server.
Divine Burden
"Heh, nice ability, I'll admit."
Fallout 2? More like Fallout 2 bad.
Shadow of Legends
I would be amenable to a challenge, Isana replies, looking over her restored jet. Again, it's completely unarmed... for the moment.
She also apparently recognizes something familiar in Neavenit, as she looks curiously over at him.
If all is pointless, what's the point in doing nothing? she reflects to herself with a smile, returning her attention to her jet and the others. I know my mission...
Thank you, She smiles back.
edited 14th Feb '17 5:34:32 AM by MicoolTNT
"We can handle what is true, for we are already living it.""What kind of challenge?"
Evan's questions via his radio, interested. He's always eager for action.
...eheh
*Planner hovers in the air for a few more moments. Then, she speaks up.*
"I have a suggestion. Maybe we could each spar."
*She's already reaching one hand into her pocket to get something out, just in case someone does take her up on the offer.*
The fact that only 140 characters are allowed here is honestly so disappointing to me.
The Vagrant
"Hmm. I suppose a challenge with fighting will work... if this results in potentially fatal consequences, I will heal you all."
Neavenit soon begins to be surrounded with a twisted shimmer of energy...
edited 14th Feb '17 5:36:28 AM by SymeSynth
Creator of the Avatar Arena and its Discord server.
Divine Burden
"I'm always up for a fight."
She lands and adopts a stance, grinning.
Fallout 2? More like Fallout 2 bad.
Shadow of Legends
Isana is about to reply to Evan, when the others speak up.
I will not be harmed if this aircraft is destroyed, she informs them. At least, not permanently. But you will not find that easy.
She gives Neavenit a smirky smile. Not so pointless now, hm?
Shards start to gather and take shape beneath the wings of her currently-unarmed jet...
edited 14th Feb '17 5:42:30 AM by MicoolTNT
"We can handle what is true, for we are already living it."The Raptor's radios turn on, as Evan grins in his helicopter on the ground.
"Must warn ya, they don't call me a one-man squadron! But maybe for a friendly spar, I'll probably just use a few of mine, unless you really want me to go all-out?"
The F-22 appears to fade away... and then appear a good distance away from the group. Positioning was key, indeed.
Ah, Evan. Cocky, aren't ya? Poor guy doesn't know what he might be in for.
...eheh
The Vagrant
"I was telling you just in case you require help."
The energy then twists around Neavenit, completely concealing him for a moment, and it soon unravels around him, revealing yet another change in form.
◊
Hmm.
He suddenly vanishes, but several rifts in space open up nearby...
Creator of the Avatar Arena and its Discord server.
Divine Burden
She just claps her fists together to send a huge shockwave at everyone
Fallout 2? More like Fallout 2 bad.
*Planner looks around. She's ready for the battle. Now, all there is to do is see who initiates first... She proceeds to pull out what appears to be a Stinger missile launcher, and some metal bits crawl out of her pocket on their own to surround her body. Sort of like an exoskeleton.*
"The real question. Who will make the first move-"
*Cue the shockwave, and Planner spiraling off some distance due to being knocked off-center. Well, now she's ready, turning around and trying to stabilize herself, aiming her Stinger at Deez... It beeps a few times. Then, cue a missile being launched. It seems to be pursuing Deez specifically.*
The fact that only 140 characters are allowed here is honestly so disappointing to me.
The Vagrant
The rifts... are utterly unaffected by the shockwave, and with Neavenit not currently present, nothing happens.
Then, suddenly, one of the rifts open, and bolts of pure darkness would be sent towards everyone present. Interestingly enough, it would avoid the helicopter where Evan is commanding the aircraft, instead zeroing in on the fighter jet currently present.
At the same time, the others target everyone in packs of five. If they hit, they will explode, dealing damage in the form of oblivion.
Creator of the Avatar Arena and its Discord server.
Shadow of Legends
You have only seen a fraction of my own capabilities, Isana points out. She sweeps a new eye over the others, evaluating them.
I doubt your standard healing abilities would work on me, but you may have something... nonetheless, let us hope this does not go that way. She keeps a careful eye on the space rifts...
...at least, until she spots Deez' attack, and being intimately familiar with the laws of physics, realizes immediately what it means and banks away, powering up and directly away. She doesn't completely manage to evade it though, and it scatters some of the wireframes around the jet's tail and engines, temporarily disabling them.
Of course, they immediately begin to pull themselves back together, and Isana still has her control surfaces to manoeuvre with... which seems to be plenty enough for her, for the moment, given that she still manages to handily dodge the oblivion bolts. Well, most of them. One slams into a wing, tearing out a chunk of it, and now she has rather less control.
The shards that were forming weapons instead spiral away to focus on the damaged areas, leaving Isana on the defensive for now.
edited 14th Feb '17 5:58:28 AM by MicoolTNT
"We can handle what is true, for we are already living it."Evan's jet notices the rifts in space.
(That's something I'm gonna need to avoid.)
His fighter jet "looks around", as Evan concentrates a bit more to get his jet to, well, actively seek its targets faster, with enhanced sensors. That alien part consciousness of his acted as a pretty sharp camera.
Evan grins.
"OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH, IT'S ON!"
As soon as the shockwave appears, the plane immediately climbs altitude to avoid it, while flying to keep a lock on the other jets.
The plane detect the others. Two of them. One was larger than a human, and the other had fired a goddamn shockwave.
Specifically, Isana's jet, and Deez... as Naevenit was nowhere to be seen.
[LOCKED]
[LOCKED]
It then fires a guided missile at their respective targets, one after another.
Just then, the bolt of darkness begins to follow it... prompting Evan to cause his F-22 to deploy missile-distracting chaff, in the hopes of throwing it off. It boosts forward to try to shake it off, and would even attempt a barrel roll if it continued to home in.
(WHAT THE HECK IS THIS GUY LIKE!? Oh boy, oh boy. Missiles from nowhere? Well, well, two can play this game!)
Raptor X 1 (2 left in stock)
edited 14th Feb '17 4:31:38 PM by ironcommando
...eheh
Divine Burden
She create portals to deflect the missile, spawning the exit portals near their senders. She then dodge the bolts and hurl a pan of a building at them.
edited 14th Feb '17 6:02:41 AM by Bolded1
Fallout 2? More like Fallout 2 bad.
*Planner's missile, initially directed away from Deez via the portal, flies out near her... and then proceeds to bank 180 degrees and fly straight at Deez again. That's one persistent-ass missile. And, by the look of it, Planner's moving to line up another one... Cue a bolt of darkness crashing into her exoskeleton from the side, blowing a hole in the armor and knocking her off-balance again. This time, she can't get a proper lock on, and so the missile is let loose in a random direction, flying through the battlefield to lock onto the first thing it can detect, regardless of who it is. Except Planner, of course.*
"Irksome."
*She moves to dodge hail of other shots and the building chunk, brushing her suit down to rid herself of the bits of metal stuck in her body from her wrecked exoskeleton. It seems she bleeds a little now... At the same time, with her other hand, she reaches into her pocket and begins to take out another weapon. This one's gonna need a bit of effort for her to get out.*
The fact that only 140 characters are allowed here is honestly so disappointing to me.
The Vagrant
It would be able to get at least three of the bolts of darkness away... but two of them would persist, still following the jet.
Two of the rifts light up, and, soon enough, five unusual insects made of pure "energy" fly out. Two of them zip towards Deez with inhuman speed, screeching as they lash out with multiple tails armed with spikes. One heads towards Isana's jet, raising a stinger-like tail to squiet corrosive acid at her, and another one heads towards Planner to go and try tearing at her with massive claws, and, finally, an insect akin to a spider would attempt to latch onto the fighter jet... and then hijack it so that it begins firing at the others (save for Evan's command centre).
The building hits one of the rifts, which flickers and twists... and then regenerates back to a mostly pristine condition.
Spiked Insect: 2 (Targeting Deez)
Stinger Insect: 1 (Targeting Isana)
Clawed Insect: 1 (Targeting Planner)
Hacker Insect: 1 (Targeting the Raptor)
Rifts: 3, (2 maximum, 1 slightly damaged)
edited 14th Feb '17 6:20:11 AM by SymeSynth
Creator of the Avatar Arena and its Discord server.
Shadow of Legends
Isana's jet detects the missile as her engines struggle to come back online, and she somewhat bitterly raises and flicks her hand, causing some of the shards around the engines to fling themselves at the incoming missile, like an energy shotgun blast, likely blowing it up before it can reach her jet. The rest finish repairing her engines, which sputter back into life just as she was starting to noticeably lose speed and altitude, and she smiles in satisfaction. That hole in her wing, though, is still affecting her mobility, though it's also being repaired. She does, however, have enough mobility to bank out of the way of the corrosive acid, although her recovery from the manoeuvre is noticeably hampered.
Isana's salty because she's already been forced to use powers rather than piloting skills. She's an Ace Pilot and was hoping to carry this off using mostly that, rather than resorting to powers.
Also, if self-repair seems cheap - she's trading off her ability to equip weapons for it right now. If she hadn't been forced to do that, she'd have equipped missiles, probably cluster launchers, by now.
"We can handle what is true, for we are already living it."
Divine Burden
Noticing that they do react to blunt force, she leaps at the insect and waves her hand at supersonic speed to try to destroy them. Regardless of success, she uses a portal to grab an energy axe and try to bring it down with all her might upon the portal.
The missile hit her and propel her into a building but she emerges, grinning.
edited 14th Feb '17 6:24:13 AM by Bolded1
Fallout 2? More like Fallout 2 bad.Thanks to Evan's barrel roll, he barely dodges his own missile that was sent towards her. Thanks to it not being locked onto himself, it flies past, possibly still targeting Deez.
"Whoa whoa whoa, you tried to hit me with my own missile, dammit! And here I wanted to just play fair with my F-22, and you've got all this fancy stuff?"
Evan scowls.
"Alright, guys, if you wanna play like that, I can play like that!"
Evan grins, as 7 Global Observer aircraft
appear a good distance overhead to observe the battlefield. These things are well, completely unarmed.
The other Global Observers watch the battle from above, acting as eyes for Evan. They weren't combat units... but they WOULD allow him to get a better view of everything going on, essentially having eyes everywhere.
With a very huge smirk, what appears to be six missiles appear from under the Raptor's wings, as they all fire out. These... look like bigger missiles. Something that an F-22 shouldn't be carrying.
"You know, aircraft and drones aren't the only flying machines I can make."
One for Isana, one for Deez, and a third for Planner. The other three would each target a portal each. These missiles were VERY persistent thanks to being controlled by Evan himself, and would explode for quite a huge blast.
The two bolts of dark energy soon catch up with the Raptor... right as the insect? Arachnid? Bug? latches onto it. Too small for it to realistically detect in the air, it was not noticed.
Immediately, it attempts to hack... as Evan's mind gets hit, as if the part of it's control center for the Raptor is being, well, forced from control. It's like that feeling when Felix's alien symbiote thing took over his helicopter.
(OH SHIT! SHIT SHIT SHIT! Fucking hack-)
Due to this distraction, the Raptor is hit squarely by the bolts of darkness, as the distraction proves to be fatal for it. They explode, consuming the Raptor in a ball of flame as its wreckage plummets... and vanishes.
Cussing under his breath, another Raptor seems to appear from the distance. Interestingly, all the missiles it fired... would still be tracking down their targets.
- F-22 Raptor x1 (1 left in stock)
- Global Observer x7
edited 14th Feb '17 4:32:28 PM by ironcommando
...eheh
@Syme:Sorry for the peanut gallery commentary, but spiders are arachnids, not insects.
*Planner finishes pulling out that thing she was getting out earlier. Apparently, that exoskeleton severely amplifies her strength or something, because that is an M2 Browning machine gun she's carrying now. That's not doing very good things for her maneuverability, though. And her durability is... lacking. Essentially, she can put out damage but can't take it. Thus, when she notices the attacks coming for her, her response is to backpedal.*
"Uh oh."
*Having both hands occupied is seriously slowing down her reloading rate, and she needs to concentrate on defending herself in the first place anyway. Thus, as she backpedals in the air away from the insect and the missile, she raises the M2 up and begins unloading bullets at the insect and missile. She hopes those will slow them down, or at the very least defend herself from them... Thing is, she's not watching where she's going. That is a building behind her. A bit more offense her way, and that backpedaling will end up costing her...*
The fact that only 140 characters are allowed here is honestly so disappointing to me.
It is my ability, she replies with a smile, raising a hand from the controls. More of those shards spiral around it, forming... several small balls, which she absently plays with before scattering them back into shards with a wave of her hand and returning her attention to the controls.
No harm done, she smiles, as the last few shards fall into place and she regains full control, not like you could really tell from the jet's masterfully-maintained course. Seems she's not really pissed, and/or happy to let bygones be bygones. She shrugs at Planner, examining her idly.
edited 14th Feb '17 5:32:04 AM by MicoolTNT
"We can handle what is true, for we are already living it."