A Game of Gods: A Multiversal Challenge

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'Somehow I Doubt All Of You Know Exactly What You Are Dealing With.

— First move, seizing the foolish young Hylian by the scruff of his neck and flinging him into the way of Rey's shadowstrke.

Next, blasting off a stream of plasma to negate Subzero's ice attack, destroying the now brittle sleeve and glove in the process. The gilded Nomad took in the normal, unaugmented bullets like precious air, then sent them shrieking back towards those who originally fired them with a chuckle.

The Kokri blade sliced through the fabric and skin of his shoulder, only to embed itself in the molten wall behind him. —

Now Then...

— Digamma swooped down towards the creature he knew as Xi at breakneck speed, driving an uppercut for her solar plexus before knocking her over the head with the handle of his scythe. The elder Nomad leered at the Challengers, his baleful watch falling squarely on the mostly naked Mason.—

Was I Supposed To Be Scared By Your Defiance? Were Your insect Friends Supposed To Take Heart From Your Antics?

— The flames covering his uniform put themselves out through rapid motion of the fibres, and Mason found himself unable to move. He couldn't even scream as the clothing put itself back around him, then sowed itself to his skin. In fact, he was rapidly losing the ability to feel anything as well. —

Too Bad.

— He looked Rho dead in the eyes lastly, wordlessly pointing the top of his scythe at her with an expression akin to a long hate being solved, and fired that thin, matter-burning ray of gold light from it. —

Proud member of the IAA What's the point of being grown up if you can't act childish?

"I think I'll puke."

Durant said, seeing what's happening to Mason.

"Same here." The G4 Trainer murmured.

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"You're one sick bastard, you know that?" Spriggan told Digamma.

"Exit muna si Polgas. Ang kailangan dito ay si Dobermaxx!"

Narumi was attacked by Digamma's white-hot magma. Sparks began to appear all over his body, however, he still stood, with the sparks still going. He jumped back and fired some shots at Digamma.

The hit to her solor plexus sent Blink to the ground, hard, and the crack on the head, while she just barely managed to escape slipping into unconciousness, put her into a pained daze.

She lay beside her naginata, half curled into a fetal position, shuddering. The pain was horrible, debilitating.

"Oh, dear. The toad, the monkey, and the dog have all screwed up."

Rey cried out when he saw the shadowstuff was now bearing down on Link, trying to do anything to draw it back under his own control. He wasn't sure if that would work...it was nothing he'd ever tried to do before...but he tried to call it back to himself instead.

Easing back into life one step at a time

A savage grin spread across Rho's face as the ray streaked towards her, and she uttered two words, spoken just loudly enough for Digamma to hear.

"Gullible imbecile."

With that insult, she planted the shaft of her labrys on the ground and turned the battleaxe so that the flat of its head was facing the golden Reaper; in the very instant before the ray would have struck, the surface of the two blades suddenly became highly reflective, almost like an obsidian mirror. The violet Nomad grimaced faintly as the destructive beam slammed into her weapon and braced her legs as the impact forced her back by a foot, but her smile quickly returned; her axe, impossibly, was not simply withstanding the blast, but altering it as well, warping its colouration from gold to purple, then black tinged with red. Beyond this change of colouration, the blocked and subverted ray was now growing rapidly in power.

Then, with a deafening shriek like the damned in all the multiverse's myriad hells, the suborned ray erupted from the head of Rho's battleaxe and streaked towards Digamma's masked face at an exponentially greater speed, leaving the golden Reaper with no time to dodge or otherwise interpose someone or something else between himself and the impossibly swift beam of red-tinged darkness.

Simultaneously, twin circles of pitch blackness, each five feet in diameter and perfectly flat, appeared behind Digamma; one rested on the floor, while the other hovered parallel to its double a few metres above the ground. From the upper portal dropped Lambda, silent in spite of his gleaming armour, and before he dropped into the yawning darkness of the lower disk the argent deity swung his massive double-bladed sword in a vicious overhand arc aimed not at Digamma's head, as might be expected, but at the arm holding the scythe. Less than a second later, the silver Nomad vanished into the lower portal and both orifices into whatever dark realm he had used to teleport in this fashion vanished...and the scythe clattered loudly as it fell to the floor, a divine hand which had neatly been separated from the arm to which it belonged at the wrist still clenched tightly about its shaft.

"You really ought to mind your surroundings, Digamma," Lambda's voice echoed seemingly from nowhere. "We must pay attention when we gloat, for otherwise—deary me!—look what happens."

The Danse Macabre Codex

"Ahh!"

Smashing into Rey's necrotic blast, Link could feel his flesh being withered, eaten away by the dark energies-

Stop. Ignore the pain. Keep going....

Landing on the ground, back smoking, he struggled to his feet -

Must... get Digamma... but how?

A black orb of darkness worked itself around his hands.

No.

I must be crazy.... But there's not really any other option...

Looks like I have no choice.

Power.

The thoughtmatter separated into two halves, each slowly twisting and morphing into the vague shape of a triangle -

Wisdom...

A spark of light briefly flickered in between them, and a skin of shimmering, liquid gold began to form across the two symbols -

Courage.

He held up his own hand, and the mark began to resonate -

An explosion of golden light.

When the dust cleared, a golden light shone forth, penetrating the darkness of the surroundings. Link stood with his hand on a floating, golden triangle, made of three others -

The Goddesses' Holy Relic, the Power of the Gods - the Triforce itself.

When he spoke next, it was in a tone of reverence - and raw determination.

"Give us peace."

In response, the Golden Triangle resonated once with a single tone -

Then a bright beam of energy, astounding in its power, incredible in its speed, shot out towards Digamma, with enough strength to do a significant amount of damage, even to the body of a god. It would home in - and it would not miss.

That was the worst-case- scenario for them.

They were going to end this. And he was going to help them.

edited 20th Jul '11 8:58:17 PM by troydenite

'Being around you guys makes me go "wtf" instead of pondering the ever increasing dread of time' - EchoingSilence, 2023

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Digamma opened his scarred jaws wide, not able to alter the beam back in time, so it was swallowed in its current high-destructive state. Smoke came from that maw, and the Nomad doubled over as if ill. A final plume of reddish-gold smoke, and he stared upward, looking annoyed.—

So Should You, Ikari Shinji, Mongrel And Poor Man's Substitute.

—For from his other hand, bleeding as it was, a couple of white fibres extended, part of the last thawed piece of fabric he had managed to salvage from that arm. Those threads were caught in the "jaws" of the helm, snagged against the mechanisms holding it together. A short yank, and the top popped open, the fibres now drawn back against the argent god's teeth and mouth, until the desired effect was had. Namely, a couple drops of silver blood dribbling down the strings, and plopping down onto Digamma's collar, where they disappeared. Another yank, and Lambda was pulled outside of his portal network. As soon as this was done, the old deity hauled off and decked his far younger opponent.

At the same exact time, the scythe hurtled towards Rho, clashing blades with the axe before slamming its handle into the approximate area of her kidneys.

At this time, one watching the golden reaper closely would note that his breathing had become slightly laboured. The blast that nearly bowled him over didn't help. —

edited 20th Jul '11 9:03:52 PM by Colonial1.1

Proud member of the IAA What's the point of being grown up if you can't act childish?

Blink shuddered one more time. She'd never been hurt this badly before. This was the most pain she'd ever been in. But she had to get up. She had to fight, to do something. But she certainly couldn't stand, not yet.

Slowly, she rose to her knees. Her target wasn't too far. She could probably hit it, it was a matter of throwing hard enough and fast enough.

She picked up her naginata, pulled back, and hurled it as hard as she could towards Digamma's side.

"Oh, dear. The toad, the monkey, and the dog have all screwed up."

Sub-Zero once again launched a freezing blast at Digamma.

J-E-T-S JETS JETS JETS!

Rey went to his knees, panting for breath, wincing as he saw Link get hit and go down, but fortunately he seemed to have been able to avoid the worst of the damage. Rey swore to himself that if they got out of this, he'd do what he could to ensure there would never be another accident like that again...but for now, the fight was still on. He got back to his feet, starting to draw up more energy, even though his skin was nearly white from the effort.

Easing back into life one step at a time

"Here."

Durant motioned to Spriggan to come close, handing him two frags and a smoke grenade.

"Where'd you get these?"

"Found these in the armory back then." Durant told the masked agent. "Thought I'm suppose to be..."

"Thanks!" Spriggan grabbed it from Durant.

"I got a few more left!"

The TGS agent rushed towards Digamma, hurling the grenades before firing the G36C at the frag grenade to set the grenades off.

"JUST DIE WHY DON'T YOU?!"

"Exit muna si Polgas. Ang kailangan dito ay si Dobermaxx!"

Despite the pain both from the fibres and this blow to the face, Lambda arched an eyebrow and smirked.

"If anyone's the mongrel here, Digamma," he said, his tone mocking even as he staggered from the punch, "it's you. My predecessor used to tell me such stories about you before he passed on; he held a great many of his fellow 'pureblood' Nomads in contempt for being too set in their ways or enslaved to the concepts they embodied, but you?"

The argent deity then drove his knee into Digamma's gut with considerable force, the pain of this injury amplified not merely by Lambda's divine strength and heavy armour, but also by the presence of a jutting, flat-topped spike right on the armour's kneecap which concentrated the blow's energy into a single point. A sonic boom of deafening proportions tore through the room at this impact, and crackling arcs of scathing silver electricity spread outwards from the point of impact to gambol across Digamma's form.

"The original Lambda saw you as nothing more than a rabid dog, a tramp long past its prime that needed to be put down for its own good."

Immediately after uttering this taunt, the silver Nomad removed his knee from Digamma's gut and swung his heavy sword in a short and brutal sideswipe, smashing the flat of one half of the blade across Digamma's face. This would easily have pulverized the skull of a lesser opponent, but while painful it was unlikely to kill the golden Reaper. That said, it was still a vicious blow that would almost certainly knock him sprawling.

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A brief gasp of agony tore free from Rho's mouth, and the violet Nomad grimaced as she dropped to one knee. She was not about to allow such pain to incapacitate her, however: removing one hand from the shaft of her labrys, she reached behind herself and seized the scythe's handle, then twisted her arm around to bring the weapon crashing down onto the floor.

She then stood up quickly and brought one foot down on the weapon's golden blade with a resounding stomp, pinning it beneath the armoured sole of her purple plugsuit. Breathing heavily from the recent blow to her kidneys, yet satisfied that this damned thing was not going to cut at anyone else at least for the moment, Rho cast her violet gaze about the ballroom. She quickly noticed the grenades and bullets which Spriggan had sent Digamma's way, and a frown spread across her lovely face; she knew that, unaugmented and mundane as they were, these weapons would be unable to damage the golden Reaper in any appreciable sense, and as such a measure of intervention was required.

Wordlessly, Rho planted her labrys firmly on the ground like the staff of some grand and ancient sorceress, and then pointed at the rounds and explosives with her free hand. In response, a ray of red-tinged black light shot forth from one of the cross' arms to engulf the TGS operative's destructive impliments, wreathing them in dark energy and altering their nature so that, far from being completely useless in this situation, they would prove just as effective against the gilt Nomad as they would against an ordinary person. As a bonus, the black radiance which now empowered these deadly weapons altered their trajectories ever so slightly, sending them towards where Digamma would soon be as opposed to where he had been prior to Lambda's attack.

The Danse Macabre Codex

Sub-Zero stopped his freezing blast and used the ice around him to create two ice grenades. They would be slightly weaker, but still powerful. He lobbed one at where Digamma was now and saved the other for where Digamma was going to be.

He looked at Blink and saw she was weaponless again. "Take this!" he yelled as he formed a Kori Sword. He then walked over and presented it to her.

edited 20th Jul '11 10:24:57 PM by TestYourMight

J-E-T-S JETS JETS JETS!

Bowser kept on getting caught up on the edges of all the attacks going around, and was currently bounceing around the room like an angry pinball.

   "Don't call it a rabid dog, Lambda."    Iota said as he added more power to Rho's attack.    "It's an insult to rabid dogs."   

To be seen, stand up To be heard, speak up To be appreciated, shut up

The golden triangle shone once -

Then the top and left ones broke off, reverting back to shadowstuff. The one on the right shot back towards Link's hand, and the Triforce of Courage shone once more, as if satisfied.

With a grimace, he flopped to the ground. His back still hurt, and he obviously wouldn't be doing any more fighting for a while.

Slowly, he began to limp back to Rey and the others.

'Being around you guys makes me go "wtf" instead of pondering the ever increasing dread of time' - EchoingSilence, 2023

Hope ran over to Link, his brand glowing green, ready to heal.

"Yup. That tasted purple."

Mason tried to resist but couldn't.
"At's I I hook off a unicorn!" *

They do have medals for almost, and they're called silver!

"Okay..."

Spriggan saw what Rho did to the grenades he ignited via gunfire before he glanced to the side and saw what was happening to Mason.

"I'll need a barf bag."

"Exit muna si Polgas. Ang kailangan dito ay si Dobermaxx!"

After giving the sword to Blink, Sub-Zero headed over to Rey.

"You sure you can keep fighting?" the ninja asked.

J-E-T-S JETS JETS JETS!

Chi charged in again with a series of rapid strikes aimed right for where Digamma's hamstrings should have been.

"Yup. That tasted purple."

"Hell e!" *

They do have medals for almost, and they're called silver!

"I don't know what we can do!"

"Yup. That tasted purple."

"How?!"

Spriggan shouted at Mason, shouldering the G36C while aiming it at Digamma from a distance.

"Exit muna si Polgas. Ang kailangan dito ay si Dobermaxx!"

"I concur with Spriggan," said Sub-Zero. "How do we help you?"

J-E-T-S JETS JETS JETS!