With the tendrils of white darkness flying toward him at high speed, R had little time to react. Covering his left arm in the armor of Black Adamant, He raised the shield against the oncoming attack not a moment too soon. They crashed against the shield, pushing him back along the ground. Dust would have been kicked up were it not for the surface he stood upon. For the moment, he had managed to successfully defend against the onslaught delivered by his own nobody. However, he knew it was far from over. The way I fought was to pursue his opponent with unwavering relentlessness, not giving them a moment to breathe let alone think about a counterattack. The only way one would defeat I would be to find a way to overcome the white darkness without a need to think of it. R had done so once before, but that was through the use of black sun, his world destroyer. The version he had used against Xindai hadn't been at full power. If it had been, neither Xindai nor his allies would have survived it. However, this wasn't the only reason it wasn't at its maximum potential. More so than anything was that it wasn't available to him at the time. The tie between him and his nobody was an unorthodox one. They were two halves of a whole. However, where most simply fit into place with their other to make the full thing, these two were mirror images of perfect symmetry. Their contrast was so vast that they were exactly alike. Being that worlds operated under different rules than humans, their hearts were different. The heartless and the nobody contained a part of the vast power the world held within it. When the two parts are together, that power resonates from the other, increasing its own. Given the amount of time I had been dead, R's power had waned significantly since the time he had fought him. R had destroyed the entire world that the battle took place on, and the sheer energy it gave off scorched several others, even shattering the wall that divided them. It was only due to a timely intervention by Xero that he had survived the destruction. As the ability had drained him of all his power, she risked herself to pull him from the destruction through a corridor of darkness to safety. The nobody gave no pause in the fight, and relentlessly gave chase after the heartless of the two. His forearms now having large curving blades emerging from them, he swiped at R several times, but R managed to evade to the side and counter with a dark firaza. It seemed I was caught off guard by the attack, as he looked over without time to evade or counter. However, the truth was far worse for R. As the attack would have connected, it simply passed through him as his body began to blur and distort, as though it were made of pixels that began to separate and stop forming the image they were meant to. This was bad. I's control over the form of his body was so great that he didn't need it to be a single, solid object. Instead, it could be any number of immeasurably small particles, impossible to but cut, and near impossible to be predicted. The blurring wind of particles swept over the heartless, who could do little to defend against it. As a whirlwind was formed around him, sharp objects would emerge from nowhere and pierce his skin, only to vanish once more immediately into the blur. If he couldn't figure out a way to counteract this, he would be doomed. If he couldn't cut them, the only way would be to sweep away his entirety at the same time. Thrusting his hand into the ground, he summoned a massive amount of darkness in an unusual form. Instead of solid or ethereal, it was liquid. What seemed to be the form of a pure jet black water erupted from the ground, spiraling around R and creating a sphere which grew every second. It didn't matter if I couldn't be cut. His whole body, regardless of how small the pieces it was in, was being swept away by the dark current. Eventually, it moved away from R, yet carried the nobody with it. As he tried to reform into a whole being, the currents tore apart the particles, preventing him from leaving the form his was in. "It's finished. I have passed the trial." "Heh....So you have..." Knowing he had to finish the task before the X-blade would present itself to him, R called upon the darkness to change its form into a solid mass. It heeded his command, hardening and solidifying, trapping I within its confines. Raising his hand, he gave a quick sweep of his fingers down and the entire structure erupted into an enormous wall of solid black flames, incinerating the man trapped within it. His trial passed and completed, a shining golden shard of metal appeared before R. Reaching out, he took it and found himself back on the platform of his heart. Walking up the now solid staircase onto the central platform, he found that he wasn't the first to complete his trial. Silently, he placed his shard of the weapon into the indent, where it joined with the others. The ordeal had taken a lot out of him, and the wounds from the fight were still clearly visible, yet he paid them no mind. Backing off from the X-blade, he stayed silent for the moment, awaiting those who had yet to finish their trial to join them.
The general of the lustors ignored the comment made by Gawain about "not swinging that way." It was obvious that was not his intention, but Gawain felt the need to take a jab at him. Still, he had followed his orders and kneeled before him. He drew his sword, Styx. "Gawain Griffin. Because of your heritage you have been discriminated against and denied advancement in the ranks, as well as looked down upon by your fellow soldiers." He began, speaking to the half-lustor in front of him. "However, your bravery and and the instrumental role you played in the fight against The Warden has proven your worth more than enough. I reward the deserving and give credit where credit is due." Resting the blade of his sword on Gawain's shoulder, he moved it to the other. "I name you Sir Gawain, Knight of Mordecai. You may rise to your feet." Obviously, this surprised some of the other Lustor soldiers around the area. Gawain had never been anything more than a grunt soldier, someone expendable. No one ever expected he would be anything more, being half human and all. Orpheus' attention was quickly jerked away from Gawain as what sounded like a wave of thunder coming from the ground rang out. He looked over to where the sound had originated from. There, he saw an unexpected sight. The chieftan of the humans. He'd managed to escape the district through the blockade. Orpheus had felt that some of the undead were dying, but he hadn't thought much of it. No doubt they were able to carve their way through due to these new weapons they possessed. Even as the chief spoke and gave his terms, the group of undead that constantly followed him for protection began forming a protective circle around their master instinctively. Now, if they tried to fire at Orpheus, the undead would take the hit. Naturally if there was a large amount of shots, they wouldn't be able to defend him, but the protection was better than nothing. He didn't know how many shots could be fired before one needed to reload, but he just had to go with the assumption that they were the same as bows and could only fire a single shot. "My, this is quite the coincidence. I was just about to offer you a deal rather similar. If you return our prisoner to us, i will release three of yours. You're not in much of a position to refuse. After all, i do have seven more prisoners than you, and as we speak, an undead has a bolt from a crossbow aimed at your head. Remember, human, my soldiers are expendable. Are yours? And if you take this deal, you can even keep that mead." Orpheus proposed to the chief, attempting to make it clear he was in charge of the situation. Nickel could tell that the man before him was a broken one. He'd lost all hope, and failed to save someone he cared about. Nickel had never really had anyone like that, so he couldn't exactly sympathize with the other lustor. "You're Orpheus' lapdog huh? You said you were here to find a healer? That must be Emi. Last i heard she'd been captured. God knows how that happened, but that's what i know. It's a matter of when it happened, but if Orpheus was the one who got her, your friend might be alive. Don't get your hopes up though. If the prisoner exchange goes sour, i'll do what i can to get you out of here, but for now i gotta keep up my cover. Don't do anything stupid while i'm gone if you wanna stay alive." Nickel said before leaving the room.
The behemoth...Was a clown. A freaking clown. On a unicycle. Whoever was coming up with this kind of crap was just pulling it out of their ass now. Looking at you tom! With a sigh, Beuce went to face down the horrid monstrosity. Originally, it had been juggling balls, but instead it now switched to knives like some kind of demon jester or something. What even was this thing? Beuce ran at it to attack, but a box laying on the ground popped open, shooting little bursts of energy stuff at him and causing him to run really slowly in the opposite direction with a little fear icon above his head. That was weird...While he was evidently afraid of a jack in the box, the behemoth disappeared into a puff of smoke. Where was it. Eventually, Beuce saw a looming shadow behind him. It shoved a knife at him, hoping to impale him in the back. What the hell man, not cool. He quickly dodge rolled to the side and struck upward at the behemoth. However, it again used deceive to blink away in invisibility. My god...It had learned how to bypass the cooldown reduction cap in brawl missions. Beuce had an idea to counter this strategy. He held his sword out in front of him and began spinning. From his sword, a trail of pure golden manliness followed behind and made a full circle around him. Obviously, the behemoth had not been expecting this, as it fell backwards and was hit by the spin. Well, he managed to knock it from its unicycle, so that was an accomplishment on his part. However, now the thing was pissed off and began throwing a somehow endless supply of sharp objects at him. He managed to dodge several of them and bat others away, but a few of them got through and sliced open his skin. Evidently, defense did not come with this new power up, and he couldn't even heal injuries because he couldn't use magic. So, he'd need to rely on his allies for that sort of thing. His job was to do one thing and one thing alone, deal as much damage as he possibly could to the thing. His eyes flared up with energy as he looked at the behemoth, sizing up any weak points and prepared to exploit them through unnatural means. He had an idea of how to use his new found strength. If this worked, the behemoth would be done for. Preparing for a full frontal assault, Beuce leaped into the air at the behemoth. Charging up his fist with the same energy that was used in brave shot and cross slash, he empowered it to immeasurable amounts. "DEMACIAAAAA!" He slammed his fist against the ground with such overwhelming force that the very ground beneath them gave way and spread outward and up, making a massive stone arena around the two of them. Standing up and facing the behemoth who had been damaged by the shockwave, he was surprised to see what happened. Due to a bug with the programming of reality or something, the behemoth just up and walked through the arena like it wasn't even there. And after that amazing play too! Well that was anticlimactic...Pressing the same button he used to activate that the first time, he deactivated the arena, causing the ground to go back to its normal state. Now, how exactly he pulled that one of, he had not a freaking clue. It just worked, don't question it. "Oh, uh stratos! You might have a clown behemoth coming for you!" He called out, warning his friend. 610 words 890 exp Spoiler Behemoths: 7/10 Red Nocturnes: CLEAR Blue Rhapsody: CLEAR Yellow Opera: CLEAR Green Requiem: CLEAR Shadow: CLEAR Soldier: CLEAR Large body: 13/20 Trick ghost: 18/30 Book master: CLEAR Surveillance robots: CLEAR Injuries: Trick Ghost: 2/7 Large Body: 15/17 Shac: 90/300
I would like to have my player of the month bonus to be in speed, and i would like to spend 12 crowns on speed, leaving me with four. So i am now at 15 speed.
There's not really any question it should go to Stratos
Beuce was pleased with Stratos' execution of the opening he'd given him. God, for someone with no strength he sure loved spamming a physical attack that didn't even give much CG. The behemoth threw Beuce off of it finally, but was hit by a brave shot from the wielder. It seemed that it had had enough. Reaching up, it grabbed the horn from its head and tore it clean off, now using it as a blade. "uh...wow." 78 words 860 exp (The three was bothering me) Spoiler: North side Behemoths: 8/10 Red Nocturnes: CLEAR Blue Rhapsody: CLEAR Yellow Opera: CLEAR Green Requiem: CLEAR Shadow: CLEAR Soldier: CLEAR Large body: 13/20 Trick ghost: 28/30 Book master: CLEAR Surveillance robots: 8/35 Injuries: Surveillance Robot: 1/6 Large Body: 15/17 Larry: 34/300
Beuce frowned as Karina ran off on her own. She was in no danger of being defeated, even on her own, but...She was alone. Not just as far as the fight went. She was alone at heart. He could tell that she was ashamed of her scars. He didn't know anything about her past, but whatever it was, it wasn't pretty. She'd had a pretty rough life, that much he knew. Heh, maybe there was more in common between them than he originally thought. If he approached her now, there was a likely hood that she wouldn't be able to focus on the task at hand. If that happened, she could get seriously injured. Now wasn't the time to talk to her. He'd be sure and do it later, but for the moment, he had other friends in need of help too. Namely, Stratos. This behemoth seemed to be Bipedal, and could use its hands. Well...That was a new one. What's next, a behemoth riding a unicycle? ...Oh dear god he hoped that wasn't the case. If it was like this...flaming skeleton behemoth on a motor unicycle and it could like make you see all the derpyness of your life.by looking into its eyes...*shudder* That would be awful. Beuce would never get out of that. All he could do was pray to whatever god the KH universe possessed and hope that wasn't the next behemoth. Oh, right. Stratos, roflstomped. That's a thing. After letting Stratos get kicked around a bit while he had an inner monologue about ghost rider behemoths, Beuce went into action. Dashing forward and rolling to the side, avoiding a swipe of claws at him, he slashed up at the behemoth's arm with his rather large sword. This one was intelligent enough to avoid his attack to some extend, so it wasn't as deep it could have been. "You alright? Can't have my apprentice dying on me now." He said jokingly before helping him onto his feet. keeping up the offensive, Beuce attacked the behemoth several times using his extended combo from being a soldier. First a downward slash, then a horizontal cut upward, followed by a punch, then a heavy roundhouse kick, knocking it back. The second it was stumbled, he dashed behind it, cutting it along the way, then spun around into a heavy combo finishing swing. The behemoth roared with anger as it was attacked ferociously, swiping and kicking at its assailant, to no avail. Beuce performed the most ridiculously overpowered maneuver ever to grace the presence of the abilities list. Dodge roll. Rolling out of the way, Beuce was safe from harm as there was evidently a frame where he was totally invulnerable to any sort of damage during rolling. Staring down the now injured behemoth from a fair distance away, he did something that seemed to surprise even the creature in question. He performed a gank. And by gank i mean full frontal Leroy Jenkins assault. He charged forward at maximum speed, and crash tackled the thing to the ground. The two struggled and squirmed, trying to get the other one into a submissive position. "Stratos, Now's your chance! Lay into it!" He called out as he pinned the monster to the ground with a fair bit of effort. It took every bit of the incredible strength the soldier job had given him, but for at least a moment, he was actually able to wrestle a behemoth onto the ground. He underestimated his own strength for a moment there. Although, for the moment restrain it was all he could do. The damage was riding on Stratos. 609 words 853 exp Spoiler Behemoths: 8/10 Red Nocturnes: CLEAR Blue Rhapsody: CLEAR Yellow Opera: CLEAR Green Requiem: CLEAR Shadow: CLEAR Soldier: CLEAR Large body: 13/20 Trick ghost: 28/30 Book master: CLEAR Surveillance robots: 8/35 Injuries: Surveillance Robot: 1/6 Large Body: 15/17 Larry: 110/300
Just letting you know it's your turn in the Arena.
They were about to finish the behemoth off, but the question about the other groups he'd wondered earlier seemed to have answered itself. Stratos, Karina, and Aden charged in and finished it off. Well, that was good that they were still around. They even managed to finish off their side pretty quickly too. first thing Stratos did was ask about their outfit changes. "Yeah, i dunno exactly what's up with that, but the outfits seem to give us new powers, along with take away some we had before, but that's beside the point. I see Karina's got a new um...outfit too." He said, looking over to the for whatever reason barely dressed girl. Things were alright, then they started gloating about how they finished their side faster. "Yeah yeah, didn't your mother ever tell you to keep your cocky in your pants, kid?" He said, directing the sentence to stratos. Although, as much of a ****** as he was about the fact they cleared it faster, the two of them had done an excellent job and deserved praise. "That aside...You did good. Both of you." He said sincerely with a smile, walking over and placing a hand on each Karina and Stratos' shoulders. Although, something stood out about Karina's shoulder. It was covered with bumps and scars. He was somewhat surprised, but he pretended not to notice them. It likely wasn't something she wanted people knowing about, least of all him. He was well aware that he wasn't exactly her favorite person. Either way, he could feel some kind of energy flowing from Karina, similar to the way his and kel's worked. He could feel himself becoming more durable as a green energy enveloped him. His health was increasing beyond its maximum point. That was a handy skill, so why not return the favor? Summoning up his red aura, it grew around him. A similar reaction to what happened with Kel awoke in Karina. A much deeper shade of blood red began rising from her body as her strength increased, making her all the stronger and more deadly. Was this a good idea for Beuce? Debatable. Then he looked over at Stratos' aura of strength. It was...he couldn't even find the word to describe it. Amazing? Incredible? No...Amazingly, Incredibly, awe inspiring...ly pitiful. Where the other three's auras surrounded their entire body and a decent area around them, Stratos' just barely was able to cover the nail of his pinky finger. It looked like he just had a bit of green steam coming from his finger. "Well, i think we can all agree that Stratos here is by far the most badass of all. I mean, just look at that aura! He must be getting like at least a whole .5 strength from that!" The white haired keyblade wielder taunted. "Here, let me show you what this new costume of mine can actually do." He turned to a group of seven surveillance robots staring him down. Each on of them began charging up their energy beam in their mouth. Ordinarily, this would be quite the problem, but Beuce had a trick of his own. Raising his black sword into the air, he collected energy onto it. He and the heartless finished charging their attacks at the same time, and respectively fired at each other. "Brave Shot!" Slamming his blade into the ground, an enormous fissure opened, and from it poured a massive wave of energy, meeting the seven lasers head on. The contrast of red and blue was a brilliant sight, but in the end, red won out and overpowered the attacks of the heartless. The loser of the fight was completely engulfed and destroyed in the victor's attack. Beuce stood there, waiting for someone to look impressed. 632 words 60 exp 793 total Spoiler: North Side Behemoths: 8/10 Red Nocturnes: CLEAR Blue Rhapsody: CLEAR Yellow Opera: CLEAR Green Requiem: CLEAR Shadow: CLEAR Soldier: CLEAR Large body: 15/20 Trick ghost: 28/30 Book master: CLEAR Surveillance robots: 22/35 (Injured 3/6)
It wasn't all that surprising, but evidently the aura he'd used to awaken Kel's had brought out more than just a normal boost in strength for him. He'd gotten a transformation of his own. From the looks of things, it was pretty similar to what Beuce had. In fact, he could feel the aura of strength from Kel increasing the power of his own. It seemed the two were resonating from each other, constantly increasing the other's power. The two of them were far stronger than either would be alone. That was a lucky break, because they were going to need it. They were tearing through this behemoth, but he doubted that this one would go down without a fight, and then there was the other eight. They had their work cut out for them. As long as they kept doing what they were doing and taking them on one at a time, it wasn't exactly inconceivable that they'd end up winning this fight. Lucky for them, Behemoths weren't exactly team players. If they had been, then the keyblade wielders probably would have already been overtaken. He didn't exactly have time in the middle of the fight to check on the other sides, but he hoped they were doing alright. Evidently this behemoth was smart enough to attack during inner monologues. A large whirlwind began spiraling around Beuce, lifting him off the ground and battering against his already injured body. If he hadn't been healed earlier by Ananta, he would've already dropped. The spiral of wind plowed against his body and threw him around like a rag doll. He had to get out of this, but how? He thought about it (which considering the situation, wasn't the easiest task in the world). Finally, he was blessed with an idea. Summoning up the energy from within his body, he summoned the light barrier which was used in barrier surge, and simultaneously performed Zantetsuken. The result was something both unorthodox and useful. Beuce himself became a thin bolt of light, firing out of the whirlwind at blinding speed, he darted through the air faster than any eye could follow. Creating a gash on the behemoth's knee, then one atop it's back, followed by one on it's face, then it's underbelly, all in the span of beneath a second before the state ended with Beuce kicking up dust as he landed. In all likely hood, that would be one of those things where a character uses it and it seems like it would be really useful later on but they forget it exists and never use it again. As he came out of the light Zantetsuken, he looked up at the now rather angry behemoth. It let out a load roar, which raised the winds and blew fiercely against the party. "Alexander the Galemoth, you've met your match today. Your wind magic can't protect you from two soldiers!" He didn't know how, but somehow he knew this form was known as "Soldier" It seemed fitting too. Their supreme strength and all. It would fall soon enough to the two of them. It stared down the keyblade wielders attacking it. Between them, he'd say all it would take was one more assault each and it'd be over for the heartless. He wondered how they would fair against the other eight behemoths momentarily, but now wasn't the time for that. Right now, the only thing that mattered was finishing off this heartless right in front of them. He ran forward, ready to deliver the final assault against Alexander the Galemoth alongside the blue haired wielder he'd been fighting with. 604 words 60 exp 733 total Spoiler: North end Behemoths: 9/10 (Injured: 79/300) Red Nocturnes: CLEAR Blue Rhapsody: CLEAR Yellow Opera: CLEAR Green Requiem: CLEAR Shadow: CLEAR Soldier: CLEAR Large body: 15/20 Trick ghost: 30/30 Book master: CLEAR Surveillance robots: 30/35
With no hesitation, Beuce broke out into a Zantetsuken, and a few cherry blossoms later, he was on the other side of the wind-guarded behemoth. A large gash had been left in the side of the creature. It roared and summoned a whirlwind around it, blowing back Beuce and causing him to slam against a bookshelf. Thankfully wind magic wasn't made to hurt your opponents. It was made to keep you alive so you could hurt your opponents through other means. Like hitting them. Speaking of which, a rather large foot swung backwards and struck Beuce in the chest. That didn't feel very good, but he was able to rise to his feet and counterattack. A trail of red energy followed behind his blade wherever it was swung. He maneuvered between the kicking feet and made his way beneath the behemoth, slashing and cutting at the creature with his extended combos. Even through the defense of its wind barrier, the behemoth was taking substantial damage. There was a massive burst on the ground every time he swung from the sheer force behind the hits. Finally, he rolled out from beneath it and looked at it head on. Between its horns charged a small orb of what appeared to be wind magic, growing larger and larger until finally it spanned the length between the tusks. As it burst, several smaller orbs of the same element shot forth and began tracking down the wielders. Beuce, however, was ready for this. Since this evidently wasn't considered by his body to be of the magical variety, he cloaked his body in a shield of light and ran at the behemoth. As each orb of wind magic collided with him, it bounced off and trailed at no location in particular before vanishing. Eventually, he collided with the behemoth's face in a massively strong shoulder charge that knocked it, even with it's protection, off it's feet and into the air momentarily. Landing on the ground as the creature hit the ground with a thud, the aura surrounding Beuce flared up momentarily, indicating use of his new found physical strength. It was then that Hikaru flew over on a familiar elephant friend, assisting in the attack against the large heartless. Apparently, rapid fire attacked with peanuts instead of water shots. Huh...go figure. It was then that he asked if he had any suggestion to take down the behemoth faster than they currently were. "Okay, Well, i've got some kind of power up. Don't know exactly where it came from, and i don't care. It's really useful for taking out heartless, and that's all i care about. This one is more defensive than your average one because it can use wind magic. It's got a barrier, but those don't protect you against magic. Speaking of which, this new trick i got comes with a bit of a price. I seem to no longer be able to use magic. I mean, i got strength to spare, but magic is a no go. That means it falls on you and your 40+ magic stat. That ought to be pretty effective against it. As long as we work together to take this thing out, it shouldn't last long. As for the other eight...Well, we'll cross that bridge when we come to it." Beuce said, ending the most complex and intricate and intelligent explanation of a battle plan that has ever been given. 600 words 60 exp 673 total 42 damage to behemoth. Spoiler Behemoths: 9/10 (Injured: 155/300) Red Nocturnes: CLEAR Blue Rhapsody: CLEAR Yellow Opera: CLEAR Green Requiem: CLEAR Shadow: CLEAR Soldier: CLEAR Large body: 15/20 Trick ghost: 30/30 Book master: CLEAR Surveillance robots: 30/35
"You never struck me as much of one to stick to the rules, Robyn." Quinn said, half serious. At least she added it into the end. It was better than nothing. He waited quietly while she wrote the reply. He trusted she knew what she was doing. After all, she hadn't let him down before, and he didn't see that happening in the near future either. He occasionally sipped his coffee, which was evidently extremely complex and supposedly a total contradiction for a drink. Once she finished the reply, she brought up some information on the girl. "Let me see it." He didn't expect she would refuse, so he slowly took the tablet from her. He read over the information. First thing he checked was her skill set. Evidently, she was highly skilled in CQC, just like Quinn. Only difference was that instead of hand-to-hand, she used a weapon. Likely she'd be put on assassination type jobs. She had an honest, innocent face. Not something one would immediately suspect as a trained killer. He looked up at Robyn and pretended not to notice her "Side activities" while he began to question her directly. "You said she was one of your classmates right? What was her mental state last you saw her? Did she seem depressed or angry?" He asked, trying to get an evaluation of the girl. If she seemed totally normal, then it's fairly possible whatever "Rumor" she was spreading was true. After all, that message from the director did sound a bit suspicious. Usually people don't order a faction wide dead-or-alive search for a girl spreading rumors unless they're trying to cover something up. He wanted to talk to her, and maybe get some more information on something going on he wasn't entirely aware of. If it turned out that she was just your average lunatic, then he'd bring her in as expected. Although, if not...That was another story altogether.
He was successful in getting Kel's attention, and the first thing he did was ask about the costume change. "Yeah i dunno. It just kinda showed up. Pretty stylish if you ask me. Either way, it's more than just a costume. Watch this." He pointed his sword downward and placed it into the ground. This time, instead of energy erupting from the ground, it seemed to flow from Beuce himself. His hair began to float in the air as a bright crimson red aura grew larger and more intense, flying off him in every direction. Even just by looking at him, the power in the air around him was undeniable. "Haaaaaaa!" The energy expanded from around him, growing larger. Eventually, it seemed to trigger a reaction within Kel's own body. He had a similar reaction with a bright azure blue aura. Beuce's own power had triggered a chain reaction and drawn out some of the power within Kel's heart. Both of their auras grew to considerable size, until finally they touched and merged together. An enormous pillar of energy shot upwards toward the roof, completely enveloping the two wielders. Blue and Red spiraled around it, increasing their power further. Finally, it was time, and they stepped out of the light as it died down behind them. Each of them was visibly stronger, and carried around a more mobile version of their aura which had surrounded them, complete with crackles of what appeared to be colored lightning. Their eyes too were now dyed with the color of their aura. "Well, feel like a total badass yet? If not, try doing something." He said, half jokingly. As non-serious as he was, there was no question their power had been substantially increased. With no hesitation, Beuce broke out into a Zantetsuken, and a few cherry blossoms later, he was on the other side of the wind-guarded behemoth. A large gash had been left in the side of the creature. It roared and summoned a whirlwind around it, blowing back Beuce and causing him to slam against a bookshelf. Thankfully wind magic wasn't made to hurt your opponents. It was made to keep you alive so you could hurt your opponents through other means. Like hitting them. Speaking of which, a rather large foot swung backwards and struck Beuce in the chest. That didn't feel very good, but he was able to rise to his feet and counterattack. A trail of red energy followed behind his blade wherever it was swung. He maneuvered between the kicking feet and made his way beneath the behemoth, slashing and cutting at the creature with his extended combos. Even through the defense of its wind barrier, the behemoth was taking substantial damage. There was a massive burst on the ground every time he swung from the sheer force behind the hits. Finally, he rolled out from beneath it and looked at it head on. Between its horns charged a small orb of what appeared to be wind magic, growing larger and larger until finally it spanned the length between the tusks. As it burst, several smaller orbs of the same element shot forth and began tracking down the wielders. Beuce, however, was ready for this. Since this evidently wasn't considered by his body to be of the magical variety, he cloaked his body in a shield of light and ran at the behemoth. As each orb of wind magic collided with him, it bounced off and trailed at no location in particular before vanishing. Eventually, he collided with the behemoth's face in a massively strong shoulder charge that knocked it, even with it's protection, off it's feet and into the air momentarily. Landing on the ground as the creature hit the ground with a thud, the aura surrounding Beuce flared up momentarily, indicating use of his new found physical strength. 641 words 60 EXP 613 total Behemoth damaged by 42 Spoiler Behemoths: 9/10 (Injured: 239/300) Red Nocturnes: CLEAR Blue Rhapsody: CLEAR Yellow Opera: CLEAR Green Requiem: CLEAR Shadow: CLEAR Soldier: CLEAR Large body: 15/20 Trick ghost: 30/30 Book master: CLEAR Surveillance robots: 30/35
Honestly, Beuce was wondering what this form was. It had appeared out of nowhere and granted him immeasurable power. The heartless that fought against him had been easily decimated, as though they were insects trying to fight a giant. Could it be some outside force granting him this power? No...It felt like it was coming from inside him. If not given to him, then what unlocked this form? Maybe...It was an effect of his keyblade. After all, they could transform to suit their wielders style of fighting and needs at the time. Who was to say that they couldn't change the wielder as well? There was some food for thought. The long black sword which was his keyblade shone in his hand, the light glimmering off it. He could tell that it was in actuality very heavy, yet it seemed light as a feather. Was he really that strong in this form? Either way, he was powerful. And that was all that mattered right now, in this fight. If they could defeat the heartless, they could get through the mirror. He turned to the broken heartless which he had punched into the ground earlier and extended his hand. "Fira!" He called out the spell, but he felt no heat emerging from the palm of his hand. "Fira!" He called once more. Again, nothing. He could feel that he wasn't out of Mana, the fuel for magical abilities. Instead, the spell just wasn't working. Maybe it had something to do with his newest power. Warriors and Mystics were often considered to be polar opposites, so he was somewhat of a black sheep by being extremely proficient in both. If his keyblade was indeed drawing out a persona of his abilities, then it was utilizing his raw physical strength. In doing so, it seemed his magical prowess was all but lost on him. If this was the power he obtained from it, that was a small price to pay. Although he did hope it wasn't permanent. The book master was getting up from his punch. It was time to test how powerful this form really was. He gathered up energy in his arm which held the blade and poised it for a downward stabbing motion. He could feel massive physical strength welling up inside him, finally, with a sweep of his sword, he struck the ground and all of his power burst outward from the blade. The energy which gave him his physical strength appeared to be a dark crimson in color. The second the blade made contact with the ground, all hell broke loose upon the unfortunate remaining three book masters. His power erupted from the ground as a massive Geyser of what looked similar to fire, although the appearance was where the similarities ended. When the energy struck you, it felt akin to having a steam roller thrown at you instead of being burned. Instantaneously, the three heartless which were still alive vanished into a burst of black smoke and faded away, as though they'd never been there at all. Pulling his long black sword from the ground, he turned from their previous location and set his sights on one of the larger heartless. The next Behemoth. He had confidence Kel would join him in his assault. Sprinting forward at the monster, he swung the blade at its foot, but the impact wasn't nearly as strong as it should have been. The attack was dulled. A barrier of wind protected the behemoth. "So, these things can cast magic now can they? In that Case...Kel, come over here! I want to try something out." He didn't know how, but he was able to tell exactly what kinds of abilities this form had. It was like his body was on auto-pilot when he fought. So, he'd try one out to help both him and Kel. 646 words 60 EXP Total: 553 Book masters eliminated. Behemoth damaged Spoiler Behemoths: 9/10 (Injured: 281/300) Red Nocturnes: CLEAR Blue Rhapsody: 10/25 Yellow Opera: 12/25 Green Requiem: CLEAR Shadow: CLEAR Soldier: CLEAR Large body: 15/20 Trick ghost: 30/30 Book master: CLEAR Surveillance robots: 30/35
The book master that had been injured didn't prove to be much of a threat by itself. It swung its book fiercely trying to get Beuce away from it, but to no avail. It took a boot to the stomach, which caused it to stumble backwards, and it was followed by a blue metal keyblade striking it in the face. As it went flying backwards, Beuce stood perfectly still in a stance for a moment, until finally he vanished from sight and performed a single impossibly fast strike on his enemy, immediately cleaving it in half at the waist and dispatching it. The numbers of the book masters were thinning. In fact, they'd be all but destroyed in just a second. If Kel finished them off with him, then even better. If he had to guess, he'd say he could take out about 3 and 3/4 book masters this post. Which would be roughly half of the remaining ones. After that, they'd get to work on their next behemoth. Right before he went onward to fight the book masters, he stopped. Something was...odd. He could feel a change coming. A power was welling up inside him. A bright light emitted from his chest and enveloped his entire body. Bright bursts of energy shot in every direction until nothing could be seen of him. The thought crossed his mind that he may be going super saiyan, but then he realized that would take roughly 30 posts and Rienzel would never get that done. So, if that wasn't the case, what was? Finally, the light burst and dropped out, revealing Beuce to have a quite different appearance. He was dressed largely in black, with fur lining different parts of his clothing and chains hanging down from various parts. He could feel something had changed. For one thing, his keyblade was now a black longsword without much of a hilt, so it was likely made for offense rather than defense. He could feel strength deep inside him, as though he were empowered just by being in this state. The strength coursing through his veins...he had no idea where it came from, but it didn't matter. All that was important was that he had it now, and he intended to use it to win this fight. Charging into the book masters, he realized just how much power he'd obtained from this new found state. One swing cleaved so hard through the air, a shock wave could be felt from the sheer force the attack produced. A single book master who had been hit was instantly cleaved in two in a single strike, the book he had placed between them as a shield having no effect. Practically pouncing on the next, he performed a skill he didn't know he knew. his body carried itself, causing his arms to slash five times through the unfortunate heartless. Each strike seemed to cut through space itself, leaving a gash in the air as energy spilled through. It wasn't magical energy...no, this was different. It was as though there was so much raw power in the attack, that the physical strength was visible. Needless to say, the target didn't last. The third book master fired a flaming orb, but Beuce swatted it to the side with a balled fist. Dashing forward, the unfortunate assailant was plowed into the ground by Beuce's empowered fist, leaving it severely injured. Before he could entirely finish it off, another came to it's air. If there was one thing that could be said about these heartless, it was that they stuck together. However, sticking together wasn't going to be enough in this case. Beuce was in the book wielding heartless' face in an instant. He went to perform a basic combo on it, but found himself being pulled further into the fight by this power. Instead of a simple four hit strike, in the middle of the combo, he thrust through the bookmaster and spun behind him with a massively powerful finish, tearing up the ground beneath his blade from the sheer force of the air which the blade shaved through. 691 words +60 EXP 493 total 4 bookmasters killed. Spoiler Behemoths: 9/10 Red Nocturnes: 19/25 Blue Rhapsody: 14/25 Yellow Opera: 12/25 Green Requiem: CLEAR Shadow: CLEAR Soldier: CLEAR Large body: 15/20 Trick ghost: 30/30 Book master: 3/15 (Injured 3/10 HP remaining) Surveillance robots: 30/35
Buying Brave warrior and and un-Equipping Aero, Mine Square, Magnify, Trip around the sun, and Guard. I shall be the first to equip a job! I am a Soldier!
He brought the piece of cake to his lips and bit down on it. It was sweet and creamy, as one would expect of such a pastry. However, this was no ordinary cake. As soon as he took a bit of the cake, power began to well up inside him. His physical size increased more and more, until eventually he was bigger than the behemoth itself. He looked down upon the broken creature and gripped its tusk.he raised its off the ground with one hand. Now, he was far stronger than it was, and it could do nothing about it. "Well, looks like it's over for you, old free wily cat." Turning, he hurled the heartless at the wall across on the other end of the north side. The impact against the bookcase shook the entire library, and books collapsed down onto the poor behemoth. A small pink heart floated up from beneath the heartless as a single book master was in the wrong place at the wrong time and had been crushed. Weakly, the behemoth tried to get up, but was kicked back down. His left hand was placed around the tusk again, and his foot against the behemoth's face. He pulled, harder and harder, until finally the body part snapped off of its face. The behemoth roared in pain, but could do nothing to stop it from happening. By his other tusk, free wily cat was thrown high into the air, and as it came down...a splat was heard. The tusk which was ripped from its mouth now pierced right through the center of its forehead. That was the finishing blow. It exploded into a burst of black smoke, and the pink heart glowing with light that once resided in the creature floated into the sky and faded from view. From this rather brutal display, the other heartless were somewhat scared of him. Hesitant to approach the man who had just decimated a behemoth. Shrinking down into his regular form. The markings from the cheshire cat faded away into purple steam and the light enveloping the library faded away, as though it had never been there at all. The cat was gone, and along with it his help and havoc. None of the effects would be applied any longer. Cracking his knuckles, he prepared to take out some more heartless. Evidently, it had only been like four minutes in Rp time. Funny thing, considering how much had gotten done it it. Mostly on east side but still. Turning around, he decided on the exact phrase "To hell with literature." and attacked the heartless behind him. Book masters, as the variety was called. They swatted at him with their books, but most hits were parried. The occasional attack got through from either side, creating an injury on the opposing combatant. Finally, Beuce kinda cheated and used slow, followed by empowering his weapon and performing a massive combo fueled by his heart power. That was one down, now for the second. Sliding beneath the heartless as it swung a vertical sweep at him, he spun around and dug his heel into its back. it stumbled forward and fell victim to a quick basic combo. Like all other heartless, it vanished into a puff of black smoke proportionate to its size. However, Beuce wasn't the only one who could attack from behind. a ball of magical fire struck him from behind and exploded. He winced at the pain, but he wasn't too injured by it. Turning around, he batted a second one back at the bookmaster. It was injured and stunned by the ball of magic, but not entirely killed. 611 words 60 exp 433 total. Free Wily Cat killed 3 Bookmasters killed 5 damage dealt to bookmaster. Spoiler Behemoths: 9/10 Red Nocturnes: 21/25 Blue Rhapsody: 17/25 Yellow Opera: 14/25 Green Requiem: 15/25 Shadow: CLEAR Soldier: CLEAR Large body: 15/20 Trick ghost: 30/30 Book master: 8/15 (Injured 5/10) Surveillance robots: 30/35
Not letting up the heat, he continued to press his frontal assault against the behemoth. Under the protection of full deck, the behemoth kicked and fired spells multiple times, but to no avail. Beuce reached the creature and struck at its front legs a few times before backing off. It wasn't long after that full deck wore off. He could feel the power of the cheshire cat growing weaker and weaker. He'd use one last effect to finish this behemoth off in the end. "Well, considering Karina and Stratos have been tearing up east side over there with no help at all because the power of non-stat based missions op, i'd say that won't be for quite a while Kelly." He said to his blue-haired comrade. If they kept up at this pace, they would finish the mission before long. He looked at the behemoth, trying to size up about how much more damage it would be able to take. His conclusion, he'd be able to finish it off by himself. Carefully evading to the side as it shot thunder bolt after thunder bolt at him, he made his advance back into melee range of the monstrous heartless. Flinging a strike raid at the horn, he cast an ice spell at the foot of the heartless. The ice spread around the hoof and encased it, freezing it solid onto the ground and rooting it in place. With some effort, the behemoth could likely break through the ice, but a second of its feet was frozen in place by a well timed vorpal blitz. his keyblade was cloaked in an icy aura, and he slashed it across the hoof, causing ice to spead out and consolidating around the foot, sealing a second one to the ground. Since there were three strikes to a vorpal blitz, the aura remained coated onto the keyblade. Using the magic from a poison edge, the two combined and made a dark purple ice blade around the keyblade. It was long and thin, almost in the shape of a Katana but not quite the same. Slightly thicker, and more rounded. Still underneath the bound creature's stomach, he stabbed and slashed upward, creating gash after gash in the poor heartless' underbelly. With one last thrust, he plunged it into the thing and let go, then ran out from behind the creature. Running vertically up the wall because screw physics he's a badass and can do that, he back flipped onto the Behemoth's back. With force of will, he called his keyblade to come to him. Shaking as it was still stabbed in the underbelly, it flew straight through the thing's back and into Beuce's hand, leaving a full on hole in its place. The behemoth groaned weakly and collapsed onto its stomach. It was just about finished. It couldn't go on with the fight much longer, if at all. The only thing left was to finish it off.He leaped down off of it and walked in front of its face. That derpy light in the eyes of all behemoths, it was gone. They had broken its spirit. He almost felt bad for the thing. In some ways, he'd grown attached to it. He'd miss free wily cat. So, instead of giving it a quick death, he decided to finish the fight with it in the most brutal and badass way he could think of, because the revenge part won out. Raising his hand into the air, he spoke to his summon. "Cheshire, one last thing. You know what i mean. The same as the Jabberwoky." Seemingly having understood, a small piece of cake was conjured in his hand. This fight was just about done. 617 words. 60 EXP 373 total 42 damage dealt to behemoth Spoiler Behemoths: 10/10 (injured 7/300) Red Nocturnes: 21/25 Blue Rhapsody: 17/25 Yellow Opera: 14/25 Green Requiem: 15/25 Shadow: CLEAR Soldier: CLEAR Large body: 15/20 Trick ghost: 30/30 Book master: 11/15 Surveillance robots: 30/35
PVP Battle (Player 1 VS Player 2) Cycle 1 Luna > D'daear Luna attacked with a combo! Dealt 10 damage! D'Daear attacked! Dealt 7 damage! Took 3 damage from the poison! Luna D'Daear 50/63 HP 4/4 MP 10% CG Spoiler: MAGIC Aerora Cure Spoiler: ITEMS Elixir Mega-Potion Mega-Potion Ether Ether Spoiler: SKILL COMMANDS Poison Edge 1/5 Barrier Surge 3/3 Spoiler: SUMMONS Bambi Basil Fairy Godmother Cheshire Cat Spoiler: ABILITIES High Jump Guard Dodge Roll Combo Exp Writer Aerial Sweep Combo Plus Air Combo Plus Cheer Spoiler: LIMITS - *Poisoned2 18/44 HP 3/3 MP 15% CG Spoiler: MAGIC Mine Square Spoiler: ITEMS Mega-Potion Spoiler: SKILL COMMANDS Strike Raid 2/2 Sliding Dash 3/3 Splattercombo 0/4 Spoiler: SUMMONS - Spoiler: ABILITIES High Jump Combo Aerial Sweep Item boost Exp Writer Spoiler: LIMITS -
Due to Base being away for the time being, Kel is the winner by default!
