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Makaioh Since: Jan, 2015
#2901: Mar 1st 2016 at 6:40:35 PM

Hades Interrogation Room

"Well, the general magic spells are something everyone can use as long as they're mystically inclined- demons, angels, and humans can all use them. There are specific spells tailor made for demons though those tend to be unique to specific species as their racial attributes or special techniques that are unique to their owners that created it wholesale. The only real restrictions on learning the general spells are resource exchanges for the spell, time spent practicing said spells, and the requisite magic reserves to fire it off."

Artina helpfully chimed into the conversation. "You probably don't have any HL to exchange for anything right now but if Hades also runs a barter system in such times so as long as you bring in anything of practical interest like weapons, sardines, mortal treasures (gold/jewels) and/or human pop culture such as anime/toku/action movies we can do equitable exchange." The angel was neat and tidy with the information, showing what one could do to instigate trade with Hades.

"...Hm... Not being strong enough to handle the kickback... made for demons..." Lady's words got Nagi blinking in surprise before she hastily took out a piece of blueprint paper plus various utensils to begin sketching out various schematics right then and there after the words germinated into full-blown inspiration in her mind. The mechanician's face was studious and her hands frantic as what looked like the marriage of mathematical formula intertwined with magic circles and runes- the marriage between science and magic as it were.

"Maybe... working off the principles of the Battlesuit and physical reinforcement a set of clothing that has various matrices inscribed in such a way that it artificially reproduces the phenomena so that the wearer's overall physical abilities can be amplified through a self sustaining feedback loop... In theory it might work out... no, there's enough precedence and foundations to turn it into reality..." The girl cutely muttered to herself even as she delved into her own special world, exuding the charm of a child focused innocently on their projects (even though she was a genius).

edited 1st Mar '16 6:42:00 PM by Makaioh

troydenite Since: Mar, 2011
#2902: Mar 1st 2016 at 6:57:59 PM

Saber; Arena - Or, Batter Down

Saber tensed, realising, and Time fell prostrate at her feet. Her eyes, more than human, marked the ball's every shift and spin. Her arms, guided by Experience triumphant and Instinct infallible, surged with arcane strength. The wrapped hilt warped in her hands, and with a great cry she met the dragon head-on -

The ball spun wildly off the bat and smacked her straight in the forehead. It was a spectacular fall, like that of an exploding penguin. For a while the King lay, face-down, gold tuft bent over her fallen form like some anxious angel. Then she wobbled, got to her feet, and wobbled.

"It seems," said Saber, "that this is no ordinary game. If joust I must with this ball, then by God I shall unhorse it. Again!"

Her forehead throbbed red, blazoned with Battle's lusty banner. Exactly what she had just said did not occur to her.

And again she tried. The same roar, the same whirlwind. She sliced low, eye keen and stance firm. It barrelled straight into her chest like a warhorse.

For a while, the King saw it fit to take a moment of repose in the shattered stands. Her pious lips flopped pieties to Heaven. Then she rolled to her knees and stumbled back to the mound.

"Were I more endowed with the womanly gifts," she said, face white as death, "I daresay that blow would have cost me dearly. But have at thee, girl; all trials come in threes."

The roar and the rushing wind. Something sparked in Saber's eyes.

"Wind! I command thee, come!"

Her bat swirled, and closed by a vortex vanished. Again the swing, again the terrible meeting -

The air screamed from Saber's hands, furling out and arresting the ball's own spin. With a victorious cry she hit it, and was rewarded with the thunk hollow. The sphere tumbled up towards the ceiling, taking its sweet time.

In that moment she vanished from sight, and alighting on each base returned to mound. Then she wiped her brow, looked up at the ball and did it thrice more.

edited 1st Mar '16 7:18:11 PM by troydenite

darksidevoid Anti-Gnosis Weapon from The Frontiers (Time Abyss) Relationship Status: Robosexual
Anti-Gnosis Weapon
#2903: Mar 1st 2016 at 9:57:38 PM

Common Room - Aigis: Priority Management

Aigis considered this for a moment and then nodded to herself. "I would prefer undergoing the modifications first, Gaige-san. Your technological skills are formidable, and any additional edge I possess in battle could easily mean the difference between defeat or ultimate victory."

Having said that, she turned and inclined her head slightly to the servant. "I request that you please communicate to Dracula-san my intent to speak with him after my second match. Thank you."

GM: AGOG S4 & F/WC RP; Co-GM: TABA, SOTR, UUA RP; Sub-GM: TTS RP. I have brought peace, freedom, justice, and security to my new Empire.
LizardOfAus (4 Score & 7 Years Ago)
#2904: Mar 2nd 2016 at 2:48:01 AM

"Hey there man, welcome to the cool kid section! Let me guess, baldy, you're gonna say he's a cyborg too, and not a monster? Er, no offense man."

"Oh, none taken," said Asgore pleasantly, adjusting his cape. At least this man knew what a monster was, and wasn't reacting with hostility, so Asgore considered it a step in the right direction.

"What kind of a fucking moron is going to believe some oversized goat thing would be able to speak?"

"...But I just did. Didn't I?" The king was a little perplexed by this rather specific denial of something no one else had mentioned.

"Don't mind him, man, I think he's in massive denial right now. Anyway, I'm head of one of those chunkless groups. Not with one of the chunks. Name's Axton. What's yours?"

"I'm Asgore, king of all monsters." Asgore shook the mercenary's hand. "A pleasure to meet you, Mister Axton."

"I am Lord Dracula of Castlevania and this is Dio Brando of Cairo. Tell me, are you the leader of Ironheade? I know you are not one of my neighbors... I make it a goal to at least know who the neighbors of my land are, but I am curious if you are one of Cairo's."

Asgore pleasantly returned the greeting, and if permitted, shook the leader's hands as well. "Oh, I'm afraid not. Not quite sure where I am in relation to Cairo, but I rule the Underground beneath Mount Ebott, over on the far west."

It was at this point Asgore noticed the match between the once and future king and the baseball player in penguin clothing. He remained in front of Dracula, trying not to break conversation, but was rather captivated by the...eccentric manner of battle. Not that it was so strange by the standards of a kingdom whose citizens fought with flirting, flexing and mixed vegetables, but it was still a sight to see.

edited 2nd Mar '16 3:10:26 AM by LizardOfAus

And a Strange Figure Emerges.
Lemurian from Touhou fanboy attic Since: Jan, 2001 Relationship Status: Buried in snow, waiting for spring
#2905: Mar 2nd 2016 at 4:41:40 AM

Arena - Audience Area

After the battle, Mio was helping Gertrud take in what had happened during the battle. The younger Witch was taking it somewhat hard, and Mio was also trying to gauge for any aftereffects from, well, dying and coming back to life. So far it looked alright, aside from the slump from losing. However, the ecstatic cheering of someone in the stands did help somewhat on Gertrud's mood.

Mio had just ordered Trude back to base for a check-up and some hours of rest when Mitsuru Kirijo appeared. One of the unaffiliated groups, hm? Now those were indeed mysteries that needed examinating. As Trude walked away, Mio greeted Mitsuru with a smile.

"That is correct," Mio said. "I am Squadron Leader Mio Sakamoto of the 501st Joint Fighter Wing. You may take as many minutes as you need."

The young woman had an unmistakable high-class air about her, and the cool manners that brought with it, though not the unflappability that usually came to such people with age. In that respect, she reminded Mio greatly of Perrine Cloistermann back at base. Mio paid that little heed. For a military commander at the age of 20 in charge of an elite team of teenage Witches, age did not matter, and she faced Mitsuru with the same professionalism as if she was any other diplomat.


Iacon - Metroplex

Meanwhile at Iacon, the communications squad dispatched for Iacon were setting up their gear in the location they were shown. Soon, they had established radio contact with Folkestone, which Sanya used to report back with the response from Iacon.

Join us in our quest to play all RPG video games! Moving on to disc 2 of Grandia!
Meanken Since: May, 2013
#2906: Mar 2nd 2016 at 3:29:38 PM

Sundowner/Axton-VIP booth

"Ya, ya, fuck you all too!" Sundowner said as he displayed a middle finger to all.

"Good to meet ya Asgore." Axon said. "King of the monsters? That sounds like a nice gig right there." He said as he turned to look at the remaining fights.

Gaige-Common Room to Vault Hunter Room

"Ok, let's go then!" Gaige said as she grabbed Aigis's hand and led her to the Vault Hunter room. She quickly set up a chair in the center of the room.

"Alright, sit down in that while I grab the stuff I'm gonna need to upgrade your eyes." She hopped onto a table, beginning to dig through a box and tossing random things aside as she looked inside. "Now, while i get ready here, is there any other upgrades you wanna see if I can do while you're here?"

GameGuruGG Vampire Hunter from Castlevania (Before Recorded History)
Vampire Hunter
#2907: Mar 2nd 2016 at 4:50:17 PM

Dracula, VIP Room

"Oh, our lands are in the southeast, but it is still nice to meet you, King Asgore." Dracula shook Asgore's hand, but then turned around to look back at the matches again, frowning as Death was bombarded by Danmaku filling the arena. Dracula sighed in disappointment, but then noticed the battle between Gertrude and ION.

"Aw, Gertrud Barkhorn has lost." Dracula frowned and sighed, but turned to Sundowner. "You won that one."

Dracula turned to the Butler, "Send a message to Gertrud Barkhorn that the Lord of Castlevania is in the VIP Zone if she is interested in talking with me."

"She and another had discovered the group of witches that I had given asylum to due to the Witch Trials," Dracula sighed as he pulled Lisa back up, before sitting on his throne with Lisa on his lap again. "This is my wife, Lisa..."

"Nice to meet you, King Asgore," Lisa nodded to the BOSS MONSTER, slightly tipsy from the alcohol, before Dracula kissed her on the cheek again.


Sypha, Hades Interrogation Room

"Ah, well, I did have gold coins from my world, but I had traded them for Santa Destroy's paper currency," Sypha explained to Nagi and Artina, but then noticed that Nagi was now working on something... Something that looked magical, but had elements to it which she did not understand. Maybe it was some form of alchemy? In any case, she looked for Lady's reaction to what Nagi was now working on.

Wizard Needs Food Badly
Uncandescent One Brunch Man Since: Jul, 2010 Relationship Status: Coming soon to theaters
One Brunch Man
#2908: Mar 2nd 2016 at 7:21:47 PM

Hell’s Gate Tokyo Apartment—Parking Lot

Tom’s bated breath hummed violently against his ribcage as he watch Luca and Shizuo make eye contact, his position across the lot only letting him see Shizuo shooting a half-lidded stink eye like an old dog about to get vaccinated.Tom exhaled deeply and fell forward against the steering wheel, almost setting off the horn. The last half an hour had taken five years off of his life expectancy, easy.

He rolled his forehead against the pleather to look at Mao, and flashed an apologetic smile. “Considering everything we just pulled, this might be a little hard to believe, but I really don’t want to die today. My bucket list is longer than my leg, and I don’t even have a girlfriend.” He unbuckled his seatbelt and leaned back, staring out the windshield into the street, the pavement lightly peppered with broken glass. “But the only way Shizuo will get the help he needs is if he gets it at the same time as their guys do. Who knows, maybe they’ll keep their word. Huang’s been wrong before, right?”

He reached out and began absentmindedly scratching behind Mao’s ears. “But this doesn’t have to involve you guys anymore. You’re a cat and she’s a teenage girl, and I knocked out Huang. Who could’ve stopped me? This is a classic coercion situation, plain and simple. Takes the Tucks and go meet Funky, I’ll send Dixie out. Then whatever happens, happens.”

Hell’s Gate Tokyo Apartment—Elevator

Hibachi shook his head as he turned off his phone and put away, more upset that the joke didn’t get a reaction than at the boy’s comment. “Naw man, you can’t look at it like that. If I was gonna put this in the most un-hot way possible, a relationship is like a plant. You never stop growing it, you dig? Even if today, you can blow up stuff real good, I bet she’s a real classy lady. Sometime, she’s gonna want to know that you can bring more to the table. You need to start showing her that you can really deliver when it counts!” Hibachi nodded sagely. “I’d usually steal from those studios where people hang fancy photographs. It’s a highly underrated part of the country’s artistic core, so no cop’s gonna squint twice at it. Get, like, a stream going over a mountain or something. Boom. That’s the sound of her heart exploding. With love. Bet your palm-bombs can’t do that, right?”

Icebukuro Portal

Izaya turned on his heel to address both Haqua and Misaki, bringing his hands together in a few short barks of sarcastic applause at Misaki's pitch-perfect display of interdimensional tolerance while cocking an eyebrow at the public safety officer, before stopping and slipping his hands into his jacket pockets. “I have no doubt Miss Herminium here has the best intentions. But while you know that, and I know that, we’re just a little bit outnumbered. I don’t need magic of my own to see bumps in the road to coexistence.” A hand emerged, bearing one of his embossed cards, which he offered to Haqua. “That being said, I have a marvel of a crystal ball, and it does wonders to smooth out the edges. Give me a call, and I’ll let you have a look.”

“You can’t expect us to—” Mikado’s next remark caught in his throat as he looked down at the Wildcard holding his arm, stunned. He pressed his hand to her pulling arm, feet scrabbling against the ice as he tried to stop their trajectory. “Minako, this is—stop it!” He put his foot down, both literally and metaphorically, cracking through a particularly thin section of ice and halting the pair.

He turned to face Minako, expression alight while he gestured up to Frost. “This isn’t something we can just walk away from! This is a, a war crime! And they’re walking around in my chunk!” He shook his head. “Even if half of what she’s saying is true, that’s too much power for one person! What do you think it says about her, that she didn’t mention this to me or—”

Mikado stopped the way a car hits a brick wall, and slowly turned to the lounging cryomancer. His jaw worked up and down, eyes fixed on the blinking red light. “Does Kida know about this?” He asked Waller, with a tone hollow enough to echo.

edited 2nd Mar '16 7:24:40 PM by Uncandescent

If I had that kind of power, I'd have dropped a meteor on your house ages ago~
Meanken Since: May, 2013
#2909: Mar 2nd 2016 at 7:41:22 PM

Ice Portal

Waller did not respond, apparently not seeing a need to. In her place, Frost got off her ice throne, laughing madly as she strutted over to the boy.

"Did he know? Of course he knew, boy! Waller told him right from the start! She took one look at you stupid kids and knew that everyone in your city was going to be massacred by the first asshole who looked at it and wanted it for their own if nothing was done. So she went up to the kid and offered the Squad's services to him. Kid, I don't like this any more then you do,I'm the one with a fucking exploding collar on my neck. But I don't feel like sitting here for the next half hour having to hear you whine and moan about "War Crime" this and "Immoral" that. I hear enough of that shit from the people I try to kill on a regular basis back on my world, and quite frankly it's sicking."

Waller then spoke "Let us say, for the sake of argument, Mr Mikado, that I accept your objections to my squad and pull them out of your city. Then the next day an army comes to your door, wanting to kill you all and claim your land for their own. What is your plan for if that happens? Throw a bunch of teenage gangsters at them? Teenage gangsters, I might add, who've never even held a gun in their lives against a fully equipped army? This course of action will only throw away your life and the lives of everyone in this city. If you believe you have a better idea of how to defend your city then I, who have over 3 decades of experience in sensitive black ops operations, working with limited resources to achieve objectives others would have called impossible, then I urge you to voice them now. If not, then think carefully before you continue, for the fate of everyone in your city rests in your decisions now. Rash thinking serves no one."

edited 2nd Mar '16 7:43:14 PM by Meanken

Locoman Since: Nov, 2010
#2910: Mar 2nd 2016 at 8:16:46 PM

Common Room

Pohatu ducked and weaved around the room as the Kanohi power flowed through his body. The wave of stones and pebbles subsided as the stone Toa leapt up into the air, grinning defiantly at Celty's proposition... only to stumble and fall as the web of shadows grabbed at his lowermost extremities, tripping up the bulky Toa.

"Well played!" he shouted at the top of his lungs as he flipped himself back into a fighting position, now at the other end of the arena from Celty.

"How about I show you a Po-Koro favourite?" With that, the Toa threw both of his pincer-like fighting claws into the air; in one swift movement, they clamped together, forming a kind of spiked projectile. Then the Toa kicked the spheroid with gusto; the silver blur heading toward's Celty's mask... or helmet, depending on what landmass you were from.

edited 2nd Mar '16 8:16:56 PM by Locoman

darksidevoid Anti-Gnosis Weapon from The Frontiers (Time Abyss) Relationship Status: Robosexual
Anti-Gnosis Weapon
#2911: Mar 2nd 2016 at 9:22:08 PM

Icebukuro Portal - Minako: Cold Gratitude

With the Dollars admin's back to her as he stared at Frost's collar, The Fool cupped her free hand to her mouth for a moment and mouthed a silent "Thank you!" to the human icicle and her jailer. Not wanting to interrupt Mikado's thought process in any way, she was otherwise still and merely maintained her firm grip on his arm.


Common Room - Mitsuru: Introduction Time Again

"Wonderful!" The redhead nodded toward one of the meeting rooms lining the area, secretly glad that the physical source of her discomfort had departed. "Some place more private may be beneficial, if you don't mind. Even considering all the bread and circuses transpiring, it would be a little too easy to be overheard here."

The Kirijo scion would proceed to lead the way for the Squadron Leader and quickly demonstrate the door's locking and unlocking mechanism. "Our... host designed these rooms to be completely proofed against spying, in case you don't already know. In any case, we can thankfully speak here without needing to worry about wayward ears."

Parking herself in one of the chairs, the heiress leaned in with her elbows and wove her fingers together. "I suppose I should start by introducing myself in full. I am Mitsuru Kirijo, second-in-command of the Specialized Extracurricular Execution Squad, one of a number of so-called 'chunkless' groups stranded on this 'Battleworld'. We were formerly a combat unit, as the name suggests, but after arriving here we determined to remake ourselves as a sort of neutral diplomatic corps. As for our land of origin, we hail from the nation of Japan on planet Earth, circa the year 2009 A.D."


Vault Hunter Room - Aigis: Better, Stronger, Faster

The robo-girl took a seat as instructed and considered the query for a moment further.

"If possible, I would like to firmly affix the SDU in such a way that my arms may be switched out without requiring manual detachment and re-attachment, yet would still allow for retrieval of the holographic display if needed," she explained, sliding out the small black rectangle from where it had been jangling around a compartment hidden in her torso, "Furthermore, although I am already able to emulate 'Night Vision' by adjusting brightness and contrast settings, the ability to switch to infrared and x-ray or other penetrative vision settings would be highly useful, if feasible."

edited 2nd Mar '16 9:22:52 PM by darksidevoid

GM: AGOG S4 & F/WC RP; Co-GM: TABA, SOTR, UUA RP; Sub-GM: TTS RP. I have brought peace, freedom, justice, and security to my new Empire.
tvtropesnoob Since: Feb, 2011
#2912: Mar 2nd 2016 at 9:37:49 PM

Carlos

I. Missed.

Somehow; I never miss.

Rather than blowing his moss-filled skull clean off, it went low and hit the body instead. For a moment I hissed — damn, I'm better than that. And that little trip up just went out for the whole world and their mom's to see. Fantastic. Gonna be hard to fulfill my duty to her highness. Dios, I hope bond wasn't watching.

My worry didn't last long — it blew a hole through his torso instead. The ork was tough, but a big hole was a big hole. His scream was harsh, blood curdling and he keeled over immediately, the sparks flashing out of existence around him.

He managed to not fall on his face, but it took a lot out of him. The green on his face went a few shades whiter as he leaned onto his staff, panting with ruined lungs.

He struggled to say something. Wretching noises came out instead, looking down at himself with dark eyes wide with shock.

I watched it for a second, recovering from the effort of the spell. I should have finished the fight immediately — but as I looked at him, dying and struggling to hold on, I felt a very small pang of reluctance go through my chest.

Sure, I had put down dozens of things like him. He was a self admitted killer — I wouldn't lose any sleep, and it wasn't like it was permanent.

But, while all that was true, it didn't mean I liked seeing things wracked in pain. It might have been cathartic at first, but at some point, things just got too cold. I was a good, nay, great man. I didn't like death or pain for its own sake. So for a moment, I hesitated.

It nearly cost me. His head jerked back up again, and his eyes were glowing green. He opened his mouth, and a ghastly spray of some kind of strange liquid came flying out, a canopy of glowing green that came descending on me.

I didn't want to find out what it felt like.

I didn't have time to dodge all of it — it was like a shotgun spray of ogre acid.

So I brought out another spell.

I snarled and slammed another wave of will into my gauntlet, making it glow again.

This time, I shaped my will into a square. Then, I brought that square out in front of me, into the air above me.

That same ethereal water was called out, filling the air where I had invisoned. Instead of a particle beam, I laid it thin, wide, about twenty feet square.

The strange green spitup slammed against my shield. When it came into contact, the waters inherent entropy did the same thing to it, what it had done to the ork. The forces clashed, the water rebounding its own force against it, breaking it and the power it carried into countless fragments that rippled outward on its surface.

Whatever it was, it was powerful — pressure exploded against my skull as I strained to keep the shield intact, a small and cold sweat broke against my forehead. I licked my lips and focused it. Finally, it passed.

I sighed as the pressure let off. The shield stood hovering in a slant in front of me, and I took the second or two I had to take a breather and get some energy back .

"Ork, you're in pain. " I took another breath. "And it's not going to get better. I don't want to torture you, really. It's not even an important competion. Just forfeit, we don't need to drag this out"

edited 2nd Mar '16 9:39:22 PM by tvtropesnoob

megarockman from The Sixth Borough (Experienced Trainee)
#2913: Mar 2nd 2016 at 10:06:09 PM

Mami’s Apartment

“Oh, OK. Be safe, Ram-san!” Madoka saw Ramlethal off with a wave. Sayaka looked up and nodded as well, tacking on a short “Yeah, same here” before Ram took off.

“That...I suppose that would be better for the restaurant,” Mami conceded after a moment, following Yukari to the door. “Especially on a day after yesterday…” She looked back towards the kitchen for a moment just in time to see Ramlethal leave to try to find Kyoko. “Kaname-san, do you happen to know if Himaruya’s is open?”

“Um...oh! I think they are, actually - I saw a couple of people carrying back a box with their name on it today.”

“Himaruya’s?” Sayaka looked over at Mami. “Mami-san, I didn’t think you’d go for that.”

“I thought it’d be better if we got something more hearty than usual today, seeing as we have so many guests. Alright then, we will have pizza for dinner tonight. Let’s see, there may be seven or eight of us...Kaname-san, please call them and place an order for...three pies, if they can. Sin-san, Takeba-san, are there any particular toppings you might like?”

”North” Ward

Whenever Ramlethal gets back to the Mirai Building, she may or may not see Kyoko in her Magical Girl outfit amongst the damaged buildings as she continued to tail after the strange yellow car with no driver.

Arenas -> Common Room Conference Wing

While Homura kept an overall scan of the matches being held, her focus, at least in the first round, was on the 6th ring, the one in which Gertrud was fighting against Ion Rush. Of all the participants Homura saw, she was the only one Homura recognized off the bat, namely as being from Folkestone once she caught sight of Sakamoto nearby. The fact that the Strike Witch had wielded automatic weaponry meant Homura kept her focus on her once the fight began, which of course meant the magical doggy ears and barrier did not escape her notice. It was becoming too close for comfort, how similar these…“Witches” and their various powers were to a Magical Girl’s. She had seen the performance her presumed colleagues put on back at Mitakihara Airport, and so watched with quiet intensity as she fought...

...And lost. It seemed that her (cybernetic? Homura wasn’t sure but it certainly seemed like it from the little bits of shonen anime she had picked up here and there) opponent had managed to allay enough of the shot to be able to eviscerate the shooter. Better at range than up close - Homura knew that situation all too well. For someone like that, an enclosed battlespace was a disadvantage from the get-go since running stops being an option.

Homura took a moment to scan over some of the other fights - alright, a couple of moments over at the utter weirdness that was the Saber-Fuka baseball at-bat - before looking back to see Mitsuru approach Mio near the edge of the spectator stand - the actual participant was nowhere to be seen. She curled her lip a little bit at the sight - she supposed it was only a matter of time before they met. Once they had turned towards a side hallway she hadn’t been down before, Homura got up and started to tail after them, just as Mitsuru seemed to have feared. However, Homura had been too far behind and ended up in the hallway leading to the private conference rooms, with no way to figure out where they might have gone.

Lost opportunity perhaps, but Homura took the current one in front of her to take a stroll through the hallways, at the very least to see whom or what might be here. At least getting an idea as to whom might be here just from names alone seemed like a worthwhile thing to do for her - her position was a good deal more tenuous given that anyone here is going to know her name soon as they check the big board (if not necessarily a face yet, other than Minako) and it may not be long before it becomes apparent she’s not exactly official.

The damned queen and the relentless knight.
Oni-Lord Since: May, 2010
#2914: Mar 3rd 2016 at 1:09:55 AM

Mokou vs. Death

Smirking as her danmaku hit Death, the immortal did not notice the scythe flying towards her back until she heard it swooshing through the air. It was too late to dodge, but the immortal did manage to roll with the blade to make sure it couldn't cut too deep. Apparently the weapon followed her up into the air, to her surprise. Twisting in the air, she managed to avoid taking any lethal damage, but the blade cut a deep gash across her bad. She shot a glare at the skeleton as his weapon returned to him.

Forcing he pain out of her mind, Mokou refocused on the battle. She fired another bird made of flames at Death before ending her spell card. She swooped forward behind her bird, gathering flames in the palm of her hand. Whether her opponent managed to dodge the bird or if he took the hit, Mokou threw out the ball of fire. That ball of fire burst into several smaller fireballs that spread out like a shotgun as they raced towards the grim reaper.

Chabal2 Since: Jan, 2010
#2915: Mar 3rd 2016 at 4:02:50 AM

Audience

Four fit? Wuzzat mean?

Fink 'e wants Zzapgrut ta give 'im 'is feet so 'e'll go away. Saw a spikepanzee try dat once but 'e wanted boyz instead, I still gots 'is skull somewhere...

But 'e's only got two feets.

Usin' feet for traderin'? Dat's barbaric dat is! Dem 'umiez is stupider'n I thoughts.

Dat uvver posh-talkin' 'umie didn't unnerstand usin' 'em eivver. Even a perfectly good shoota.

Ring

Stop draggin'? Dat's a great idea 'umie!

-Slamming his staff on the ground, the weirdboy disappears, reappearing behind the wizard with every intent to throttle him.-

edited 4th Mar '16 4:38:36 AM by Chabal2

PhilosopherStones Anyways Here's Darude Sandstorm from The North (lots of planets have them) (Troper Knight) Relationship Status: You can be my wingman any time
Anyways Here's Darude Sandstorm
#2916: Mar 3rd 2016 at 6:43:09 AM

VIP

DIO bows to the king of the Underground.

"Greetings King Asgore. As my master has told you I am indeed the representative of Cairo, and dedicated ally to the Castlevania Lord. And this..."

He gestures to the hooded hawk on his shoulder.

"Is Pet Shop, my faithful pet bird. Say hello Pet Shop."

The bird says nothing.

"Quite the talkative one. So what exactly are the king of?"

edited 3rd Mar '16 6:43:18 AM by PhilosopherStones

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Meanken Since: May, 2013
#2917: Mar 3rd 2016 at 7:33:01 AM

Gaige-Vault Hunter Room

Gaige considered the additional requests. "Hmm. I could connect the SDU to your body, but that's a more in depth process, I'd have to open up your whole chest area and connect a bunch of wires to your arm area, calibrate the SDU to your body, make sure the arms spawn on your body correctly while allowing you full range of movement. I'd need a bit more time then we really have for that kind of job. But, I can add other forms of vision to the eyes, I'm already working on those anyway. X-ray and infrared are easy enough to add. Hmm, what else....Oh, could add Ultraviolet light to the eyes, let you see blood spatter and that kind of thing. Useful for tracking wounded targets if the blood's not otherwise visible."

As she said this, a bunch of loud noises could be heard from where she was working as she added the necessary components to the eyes. Once she had finished, she got up and walked over to Aigis.

"Ok, all finished! Just have to install it. If you have any pain sensors, now's a good time to shut them off or show me how to, otherwise this may hurt a lot. And if there's a specific process for taking out the eyes, now's a good time to tell me."

After some minutes of tinkering and installing, Gaige was finished with the (For her) relatively simple process.

"Alright, all done. Your new eyes should be online now, take a look around, tell me what you think, make sure there aren't any blind spots in your vision or anything like that."

Sundowner-Common Room VIP Area

Sundowner, on hearing the birds name, took a second to glance back at the brackets.

"Wait a fucking second. You're sending your bird in to fight in this? Are you for real? Do you not see the insane shit that's in this tournament? Your fucking bird's gonna get ripped to shreds!"

edited 3rd Mar '16 7:33:48 AM by Meanken

Flanker66 Dreams of Revenge from 30,000 feet and climbing Since: Nov, 2009 Relationship Status: You can be my wingman any time
Dreams of Revenge
#2918: Mar 3rd 2016 at 8:38:24 AM

Arena surrounds — Ion Rush

It wasn't difficult for Ion to guess that someone had been impressed with his performance in the arena. Stepping back into the Common Room proper and checking the line-ups again, he found out that his next opponent was one 'Undyne'. He quirked one eyebrow at that; the only Undyne he was familiar with was the Undine Battle Armour. And somehow he doubted that he was going to be fighting a Clanner. Clearing his throat, he said, "My next opponent is 'Undyne'. Show yourself."


Zi-Jin Cheng Southern Border

It didn't take long for the hapless Mekboy to get dogpiled by a group of Imarra infantry, others keeping their distance and their guns trained on the unfortunate Ork as they tried to restrain him. Above it all stood the Vindicator, its weaponry seeming singularly overkill for the task. At any rate it seemed content to just stand there and keep an eye out for reinforcements.

For his part, the Warrior House Imarra commander had been patched in to the police's radio network earlier, so when the new voices suddenly filtered in he was taken by surprise. Tentatively he decided to transmit. "Who is this? Identify yourselves at once!"


City 17 Antics — Michael and Friends

Michael stared at the hula dancer statuette for a moment and then shook it off. He was willing to allow Dr. Kleiner's eccentricities. "I think it's time we went," he said finally, and moved to leave the lab.

edited 3rd Mar '16 8:47:34 AM by Flanker66

Locking you up on radar since '09
Chabal2 Since: Jan, 2010
#2919: Mar 3rd 2016 at 10:52:38 AM

Zi-Jin Cheng

-Despite a valiant effort, the mekboy is eventually outnumbered and kept down by the weight of the troopers, their pointed guns and the sight of the unfamilar mech looming above them all. Thankfully, a mouthful of helmet prevents the ork's epithets from being heard.-

Wasteland

-The orks look at each other, surprised by the sudden intrusion of a rather more refined voice among the cacophony of engines, gunfire and shouting matches.-

Say wut?

I didn't say nuffin'. 'Oo said dat?

Sounded like a greyskin t'me.

Where's 'e 'idin' though?

Must not be very bright, seein' as 'e don't know we'ze orks.

Where iz ya, bluie?

-As the Citadel grows larger in the distance, the orks begin rummaging around their vehicle, looking for the clandestine passenger.-

Didn't know we 'ad Tau on da planet. Da Kaptin's gonna be even 'appier.

edited 3rd Mar '16 10:53:30 AM by Chabal2

GameGuruGG Vampire Hunter from Castlevania (Before Recorded History)
Vampire Hunter
#2920: Mar 3rd 2016 at 11:58:10 AM

Death, Vs. Mokou

Rather than dodging, Death sent his own flurry of small scythes at Mokou in partial imitation of Mokou's Danmaku barrage, hoping to disrupt Mokou's fire bird and fireballs and cut into Mokou's defense. While the damage was not obvious on his body being a skeletal figure, he was just slightly fatigue from Mokou's initial Danmaku barrage, but it was a technique that he could try to imitate with his scythe summoning.

Dracula, VIP Zone

"Yes, Cairo has given me tribute so the land is under my protection," Dracula noted to the group, though he seemed to be glaring specifically at James Bond when he said this. "Attacking it shall be considered an attack on Castlevania."

Dracula glanced over at DIO, hoping he understood his plan in regards to Cairo. DIO wanted his vampirism to remain hidden, but Dracula could not hide his own vampirism. Thus he was attempting to paint Cairo as subservient to Castlevania when they really were more partners in arms. DIO and Cairo could serve as the carrot while Dracula and Castlevania can serve as the stick. All Dracula needed was tribute, which DIO thankfully provided with the gold, jewels, art, and concubines. He did not react to Pet Shop, the bird on DIO's shoulder, being entered into the tournament. After all, he had his own attack birds to defend Castlevania from intruders.

"Dio, be careful with this person," Dracula pointed to James Bond. "He had invaded both my land and Outworld, as well as kidnapping Shao Khan's daughter, the Princess Kitana."

"He says he was hired by someone else, but won't tell me who," Dracula continued his explanation. "However, I suspect Princess Kitana will be in the land of whoever hired him."

Wizard Needs Food Badly
LizardOfAus (4 Score & 7 Years Ago)
#2921: Mar 3rd 2016 at 4:16:52 PM

Common Room

There came the clamping of iron boots. From out of the shadows, a fearsome woman knight arrived, shadows falling over half her helmet, yellow eye gleaming in the other. She came to a halt in front of the Lord General, and loomed before him.

"I am Undyne," she stated, raspy voice echoing from within her helmet. "You are Ion Rush?"

VIP Area

Asgore smiled pleasantly, appreciating the compliment from Axton, and gave courteous 'howdy's to Lisa and Pet Shop. Then Dio asked what exactly he was the king of.

"Well, my land comprises a few small settlements- snowy forest, watery caverns, volcanic industrial complex, city -and is home to every monster there is, at least to my knowledge. On my world, my people were trapped underground for centuries after losing a war to humanity. Now that we're on Battleworld, I'm hoping to build a newer, better relationship with the surface (wherever possible)."

edited 3rd Mar '16 4:17:59 PM by LizardOfAus

And a Strange Figure Emerges.
TheodoreHastings Since: Jan, 2013
#2922: Mar 3rd 2016 at 4:28:11 PM

Mitakihara MPD: That Went Well!

All in all, Nishijima was rather pleased with the response. He leaned over and picked up the briefcase he'd been carrying, then placed a peculiar item on the table in front of the Mitakiharans: an evidence bag with a handgun sealed inside.

"Our witness had this weapon with him when he returned from Mitakihara. He claims it belonged to this Lieutenant Kawaguchi, so it seems only right to return it to his superiors. Check it for print or ballistic matches if you like; I warned him beforehand that a testimony would mark him as a suspect. Should there be a match on the body, he is willing to suffer the consequences."

"Only there won't be a match, because I never shot him." Kono added, more than a little irritated that this PANDORA bigwig was talking for him. "To be honest, I don't know why we never found anybody. Maybe the emergency shelter isn't connected to the garage, or something. All I know is that we were about to reach the third basement when things got really weird. I don't even know if you'll find his body; it didn't feel like we were in the garage anymore."

Common Room: Use Your Eyes, Stupid!

Havoc refused the seat; hell, she didn't even look at Trevor.

"Are you blind, or just oblivious?" she asked the vampire hunter behind her. "I fight the winner here. Should be a good test of how much this place limits my power."

"And the guns?" Hei asked.

"Insurance, obviously. Can't go into a fight without a backup plan, right? That's how you survive."

Hei turned his head to Trevor, as if to say 'I told you so.' Deadly powers aside, Contractors like Havoc were awfully predictable.

Darkomega245 Since: May, 2012
#2923: Mar 3rd 2016 at 6:11:02 PM

Underground- Fixer

Fixer looked at Mettaton's abilities with interest. A droid who can levitate objects? I thought that only Jedi could keep objects in the air...

"Hm. Yes, I can quite agree with surprises there." Fixer gave a small chuckle, remembering the complete surprise when the Separatists found themselves attacked for the first time by the Clone Army in Geonosis.

Since he assumed the Doctor was trusted by the King..and the droid too, perhaps it would be best to tell them of the current situation they are in.

"As I assume the two of you are trusted by the King, I should tell the both of you about...our current situation. But until the King can calmly announce it to the population, it would be best for the two of you to keep this a secret, otherwise a mass panic would happen right now. Clear?"

edited 3rd Mar '16 6:16:33 PM by Darkomega245

OG-Sama Mancunian Candidate Since: Jan, 2015 Relationship Status: I get a feeling so complicated...
Mancunian Candidate
#2924: Mar 3rd 2016 at 7:34:09 PM

Parasite Unit E3, Arena

For a handful of moments Sev hits nothing but air. The back-and-forth blindfire continues unabated, until, three shots in and with forty percent left on his shields, he hears the unmistakable ionised shriek of impact. Suddenly E3's position is obvious, marked by a section of the mist suddenly alive with the glow of vaporised iron.

He jumps away and lands with an unusually heavy thud, the glow leaping with him, and suddenly the ground splits under Sev's feet - an iron spike stalagmite forms in a split second to replace it, jagged and crude, shooting up with the force of jackknifing semi.

Whether Sev is thrown from his feet or rolls to avoid it, the result is the same. Parasite Unit E3 comes flying out of the mist somewhere high above, slag streaming from the mess of charred flesh and ruined armour where the sniper rifle grazed him, and brings the machete down one more time.


Skull Face, Common Room

"I see," says Skull Face, picking over the implications. The sound of the impact wrings the words out of him for a few terse moments, but they come back without anything betrayed. "As an anti-materiel weapon, they do seem to excel. But against soft targets, even those heavily armoured, you must have issues with over-penetration, yes?"

Darkomega245 Since: May, 2012
#2925: Mar 3rd 2016 at 8:33:47 PM

Sev- The Arena- One shot, one chance.

"What the-"

Sev was sent flying to the air, and landed at the ground with a loud clank, he grunted as he noticed as the bar of his shields shown in his HUD was severely low, he only had 20% shield power right now, and he certainly cannot take any more hits than necessary, and he definitely doesn't want to experiment being hit by the machete of that soldier.

Then Sev saw the Parasite Trooper jump out of the mist, he scrambled to get his sniper rifle which was lying on the ground. Aiming at the holographic sights of his sniper rifle, he lined up his sights at the Parasite Trooper's head.

You can hit the bastard, Sev. You shot a Geonosian in a starfighter cockpit while he was attempting to escape from your squad. It's either you or him..

Either he hits him...or he misses and dies.

He fires the two last remaining shots at the Trooper, attempting to hit him in the head.

Common Room- Boss

"Not exactly. While the DC-17M Sniper attachment which Sev is currently using can pierce through multiple targets, the average blaster would not overpenetrate through targets...unless their energy settings are set to maximum by the manufacturer, which can leave large gaping holes in wherever it hits, but it leaves the blaster at risk of overheating and damaging itself...or the user."

edited 3rd Mar '16 8:34:10 PM by Darkomega245


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