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Post by ParamountKeymaster on Sept 5, 2015 23:11:50 GMT -5
Ray was quickly taken aback, not sure whether to find Cat's latest tactic intimidating, annoying, or freaking awesome.
Jack stared up at the robotic mess standing before him, letting Beth slip out of his grip as he found himself genuinely dumbfounded for a few seconds.
"...And apparently this is happening now.
Quite the suit you've created, though I'm not sure how."
Clearly not about to wait for Cat to make the first move, Ray quickly took advantage of Jack's distraction by ordering his monsters to grab him. Those closest to Jack quickly did so, catching him off guard, and the Symbol of Pain they had been sealed with sent burning daggers of agony through his host's nervous system. Jack had to let out an anguished cry, though he quickly retaliated by breaking free, spinning in a wide arc and setting every monster within his range ablaze.
Though the flames quickly did away with the zombified beasts, the pain was far from gone, and the fury etched into Jack's face was evidence enough of that.
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Post by DMis on Sept 5, 2015 23:48:06 GMT -5
Beth fell to the floor and coughed briefly before getting out of the way of the flames. "Nice suit, Cat!" she squeeked out before going to another hedron. Her eyes looked to Ray before nodding. The floor was his, Mickey, and Cat's to take. She moved to land near Ray as a large sword sized shard flaked off. Beth simple offered it to him. "Here. This will strengthen all aspects of your facets," she offered calmly.
'HEY!!! I TAKE OFFENSE TO THAT!!!!' Todd screamed from his cell of flesh.
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Post by Pink Moon Wolf on Sept 6, 2015 10:29:08 GMT -5
While Jack was busy dealing with Ray's monster army, Cat tapped the touchscreen buttons inside her suit and prepared to set the stage.
The various parts of the suit shifted, expanding to provide the limbs with greater flexibility. Wires built into the arms glowed bright orange. Spikes extended from the fists' knuckles. Bizarre, firearm-looking things arose from both shoulders. A wicked smile danced across Cat's face.
All the while, seeing his chance, Mickey swooped down, shadows already surrounding his form. He called out to Ray, "Hey, buddy, you getting in on this?!" Then he started circling the small portion of the mall that would be their battlefield, creating a wall of shadows in his wake.
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Post by ParamountKeymaster on Sept 6, 2015 11:17:44 GMT -5
Ray took the blood sword, eyes narrow and grin malicious. "Heh. Me likey."
He looked up as Mickey called out to him, quickly responding by leaping off his bench and charging into the fray before the wall of shadows arose.
Biting back the pain, Jack looked around as the scene changed dramatically. He now found himself in a darkened arena, confronted by a temperamental necromancer, his army of undead creatures, an energy-charged anthro in a robotic suit, and a vampire raccoon full of monster blood. This was certainly a unique situation he was in, and any sane person might've taken to heart the fact that the odds were not in their favor.
Jack was not a sane person. He liked those odds.
"You all really want to have your own way.
Fine. If you want it so badly, let's play."
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Post by DMis on Sept 6, 2015 21:03:33 GMT -5
Beth nodded. 'Now for my end of the deal,' she thought before going to her hedrons again.
"FRAY MOTIF! BLOOD BOUND!" she screamed from her perch hoping that the bonds between her and her crazy group of team mates was strong enough to take hold by any extent.
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Post by Pink Moon Wolf on Sept 6, 2015 21:51:30 GMT -5
BANGARANG!
As soon as the dubstep kicked in, Cat leaped into the air and brought her suit's fist down, aiming to pummel Jack with it or at least create a destructive Pandemonium shockwave upon slamming into the floor.
Mickey stuck to his shadow beast form, continuing to surround the group in darkness. Every once in a while, he'd lash out at Jack with a shadowy tendril. For now, though, his focus was simply on keeping Jack distracted and wearing him down.
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Post by ParamountKeymaster on Sept 6, 2015 23:25:40 GMT -5
As Cat came close, Jack darted aside, flying in frenzied zigzags around Mickey's makeshift arena. He quickly formed another blood crystal sword of his own from the crimson ichor splattered on the floor, using it to slice through the zombie monsters that continued to stumble about despite their slow burn. Ray commanded them to attack for as long as he could, but eventually they were all too charred and disfigured to move any further.
Taking matters into his own hands, Ray summoned a necromancy circle beneath him, a blood red aura surrounding him. He raised a hand, the aura extending from it as he fired spell after spell at Jack, all of which the demon managed to swerve around. Eventually, Jack charged at Ray, sword aimed to stab, and Ray counteracted with a clash from the blood sword Beth had given him, locking the two in a fierce one-on-one.
Jack laughed as he and Ray clashed swords over and over again, eyes blazing, every second pleasing him to no end.
"Enchanter, necromancer... is this all that you are?
Against me, these arcane skills won't take you far.
You cannot enchant one so equally skilled,
And you can't necromance what cannot be killed!"
Ray snarled and focused all his energy into pushing his sword against Jack's, trying furiously to knock him back. His attempts seemed fruitless and only served to please Jack further.
"I seem to recall a few hours ago
You using abjuration and evocation, though.
Why rely now on lesser spells and your small physique?
All this plus your temper only makes you look weak!"
"SHUT THE HELL UP!" Ray roared, reeling back and throwing his hands up. A wave of red arcane magic burst from his aura, effectively pushing Jack away.
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Post by DMis on Sept 6, 2015 23:30:48 GMT -5
"You might be able to die but Todd sure as hell can," taunted Beth from her perch. A few hedrons swarming around her as they broke from her armor.
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Post by Pink Moon Wolf on Sept 6, 2015 23:35:48 GMT -5
Yes, the Pandemonium explosion created when Cat's robotic fist hit the floor was satisfying in and of itself, but it did unfortunately leave her stuck for a moment. While Jack and Ray sword fought, she struggled to tear her suit's arm out of the hole in the floor it had created, and she finally managed to wriggle free in time for Ray's devastating spell to knock Jack off his feet.
Once again, she swung a fist, this time to uppercut Jack while he was still in free-fall.
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Post by ParamountKeymaster on Sept 6, 2015 23:51:13 GMT -5
This time, having been thrown off guard by Ray's spell, Jack was propelled upward by the metallic fist, gashes opening in his host's back as the spikes on the suit's knuckles collided with him. He landed just at the edge of the shadowy arena, thudding against the ground and laying still for a few brief seconds.
So much pain... The spell that had touched him before and had yet to wear off, the wounds on his back, and now this spell that stung every fiber of his being, turning his host's skin sickly and grey with ugly, black, pulsating veins and blistered, pus-filled scars. But still, he reflected none of the agony he felt. He only sat up, smiling tauntingly at his foes.
"You can kill my host... and it seems you just might,
But I'll always move on, and I'll always fight."
Ray's red aura lightened into a hot pink one. He pointed at Jack and snapped, "I thought I told you to SHUT UP!!"
Jack flinched only slightly, lowering his head to cast a smirk at the floor. Then, without another word, he flew up and came to a halt high above Ray. Blood poured from his open wounds, condensing. Crystalizing.
This was fun. And unlike last time, these fools weren't holding back. They really seemed intent on killing him, host and all. And he was curious to see if they would follow through.
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Post by DMis on Sept 7, 2015 0:04:00 GMT -5
Beth watched quietly. 'Soon,' she thought as a few hedrons went to assist her teammates.
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Post by Pink Moon Wolf on Sept 7, 2015 17:01:37 GMT -5
"Gross." Cat screwed up her face at the sight of how damaging Ray's spell had been on Jack... or Todd, probably more accurately.
"Cat..."
She looked to the right as Mickey partially phased into the suit with her, whispering sharply, "As soon as Jack is down, I'mma need you to go to the food court, hang a left towards the restrooms, and go in the first door on the right. You can turn on the lights and monitors in there."
"Riiiiight..." Cat smirked knowingly, already catching on to Mickey's plan.
"Just wait for my signal, mkay?" He then retreated into the open fully and resumed circling the group amongst his shadows. But something was changing. The shadows started to form distinct shapes, and the dark smudge that was the raccoon seemed to be growing.
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Post by ParamountKeymaster on Sept 7, 2015 17:56:07 GMT -5
From high above, Jack spread his arms out, unleashing upon his opponents the barrage of blood crystals that had been swarming around him. Ray hastily swerved about, trying his best to dodge or knock aside the multitude of blades around him. A few shards nicked him here and there, and one in particular wound up lodged in his hip.
GAH...! Pain! Pain and hurt! Patrick whined. Patrick hurting now!
Ray, would you consider giving one of us a chance?! Van sharply requested. Jack has a point! We've clearly accomplished nothing through your forms of magic!
"Says you! I enchanted him! You saw it!" Ray snarled.
At least let Patrick heal us!
"F*** off! I've been waiting for this all night! I'm sick of spectating! I'm not letting either of you take my body from me!"
...You stupid, selfish, egotistical son of a-!!
Guys...? Patrick whimpered. How long have we been at this? Has it been an hour yet??
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Post by DMis on Sept 7, 2015 19:03:18 GMT -5
Beth sent a set of hedrons at Jack to try to get her few hits in.
In the fleshy prison, Todd was screaming with pain and cursing at all of those around him.
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Post by Pink Moon Wolf on Sept 7, 2015 21:00:18 GMT -5
Inside her metal suit, Cat was completely protected from the jagged projectiles. She decided to take advantage of this and throw herself in front of Ray, hoping to shield him just as efficiently. All the while, she raised her suit's right arm and hit a few buttons, causing the balled fist to detach and fly Jack's way via rockets at breakneck speed.
Likewise, the blood knives posed no threat to Mickey. On top of that, though he was still at one with his shadows, which continued to contort into monstrous shapes, whenever his face was visible for brief flashes at a time, it almost seemed to look more and more demonic.
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