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| Gunzfactorian Soldier | Artrix opened one eye and then jumped in shock. Battles were already going on. The more powerful demons managed to enter the barrier already. The one that was closest to him, although still far away, was a battle between a demon and an angel. He recognized that angel. She was the one that helped them at the city hall yesterday. Artrix took his sword and hid behind a tent, near the battle. He waited for a chance to jump in. |
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| Gunzfactorian Commando | Quote:
The machine had an odd look of apathy, perhaps even uninterest, to him as he tore away the chest piece, revealing ancient cogs and pistons where a human's systems would be. Frayed wires blindly lashed out, each one long and razor thin. They seemed to have a sentience of their own. The acidic coating continued to fizz and dissolve away at the Necrodermis that he had discarded, which was repairing itself at equal pace. He bowed mockingly. "Well, this most certainly has been fun, little boy." Epsilon raised his head and leered maliciously. "Data stored". The machine grinned as he read off the numbers and words flooding his field of vision. "Weapons type, acidic solution firearms. Magic resistance...subpar." A cry rang out from the playing field and the Machine pointed, as if expecting it. "Look, the demons have broken through." James watched on as a small contingent of demons passed through the barrier. Epsilon turned his back and hoisted the Zankantou onto his shoulders, putting away the Socius in the process. "They're struggling. Maybe they need your help", he playfully suggested. ~*~ Mr. Colt...? "Far from it", he mused. "Actually, I need information on him. Anything, and I thought that you two would be the place to start." A man blindly stumbled into their table, causing it to fall and spill the remaining foodstuffs unceremoniously into the dirt. Omega stepped back, only noticing after he had fallen that the man's leg was severed from the ankle. He turned the man so that his back was to the ground and they were staring face to face. His eyes were already beginning to glaze over, close to death, but not until he breathed his last word. Demons. ~*~ Ruby strapped on her weapon, the Gabellion Genocider, newest in the line of Maxwell prototypes, before striding out the door to stand in front of her Honour Guard. Clarisse, the Order mage, followed closely behind like a lost puppy but Ruby stopped her and shook her head. There was a demon invasion happening, and they would need her alive to bring up the barrier again. She would be much safer somewhere secluded. "Stay here, lock the door. Don't answer for anyone, understood?" Clarisse nodded understandingly and retreated hesitantly inside the fortified building. Ruby could hear the bolts on the door locking on the far side. The Maxwell President drummed her fingers on the mask hanging loosely on her thigh before turning to her Iron Knights. They saluted and thumped the butt end of their plasma rifles into the ground. She repeated the action with a smile and moved to the front to lead them. Even from here she could see another squad of demons squirming through the magic shield. It was almost repulsive to watch. Ruby controlled her breathing and steeled herself for combat. "Alright men, time to wage war!" | |
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| Gunzfactorian Guardian | BSN was about to speak when a man stumbled in, collapsing right in front of them. Wixern and BSN both realized what this meant, even before the man had spoken. The demons had found a way inside the stadium. 'We'll talk later!' BSN said to the strange, grabbing Wixern by the shoulder and dragging him away, leaving the man standing alone. 'What's happening? Why are we moving away from the food?' Wixern asked, as he followed BSN. 'Demons are here. We're going to protect Ailya. Who knows where those demons will enter from. I didn't go through all that trouble just to have her killed in her sleep.' 'I don't fully grasp it yet, but I do like the sound of it.' BSN and Wixern hurried to the room where the wounded were laid to recover. They burst in, startling the nurses, and explained the situation. Panic-style. 'Demons have breached the barrier. Escape while you can, we'll protect the patients.' BSN said, loud and clear. It didn't take long for the room to empty. BSN walked over to Ailysa. Bub was nowhere to be seen right now. Perhaps he'd fled underneath a bed out of fear. 'She seems healthy. A lot better then when I gave her to Sara.' BSN remarked. 'Looking fine. Can we go now? I'm still hungry.' 'Shut up and grab your weapons. Those demons can enter through that door, or through those windows. Either way, we need to be prepared. |
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| Gunzfactorian Hero | The demon looked at the nonexistent blood that had boiled away, and walked out of the angelic fire as if it had never been there. Outside of the ring, bodies lay around dying, and the angel who he was fighting was engaged in a battle with a new Dehuman. The demon felt a slight fury raising within him, and warped over to the Dehuman's left side. The demon put his arm around the dehumans head, and slid his sword to meet the mans neck, steadily holding the blade a hairlines distance from his skin. "You worthless halfbreed, you took my prey" The demon said slowly in a cold rasping voice. |
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| Gunzfactorian Guardian | Anjio's chain slid back, wrapping around his hand and slowly fading. The sword, perfectly still a few inches from his neck, was his new current interest. He turned around, the edge of the sword sliding through his neck. Blood trickled down, but Anjio ignored it and stared his new assailant in the face. 'Prey? That birdie? I'm so sorry,' Anjo said, his sarcasm telling otherwise, 'But I didn't see your name written on her.' Anjio pushed the demon away, the blade of the sword tracing a line on his neck. 'And just so you know, I may be a halfbreed, but I don't care about that sort of thing. Worth lies in skill, and those who survive the longest. Race is no way to determine strength, skill and power.' Anjio hissed, annoyed at the interruption. 'I see no difference between you, that angel or those pathetic humans. As long as you can't prove yourself, you're useless. But for now...' Anjio turned to the angel, and smiled. 'First one to get the birdie wins. Let's see how good a "Real" demon is compared to a skilled warrior.' |
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| Gunzfactorian Guardian | This is getting out of hand. The angel's attempt to help James was going well until they had been halted as demons flooded the stadium. Nathan looked to Sara and made three quick sings with his hands. He told her to pin Epsilon down and help the human, James. She quickly took careful aim at Epsilon's head and fired. Even stationary the machine could easily doge a single shot. She just wanted him to get away from James… ~~~~~~~~~~ Nathan motioned for the other angels to follow and they ran off of the stands and into the crowd of demons. Their swords flashed as they cut a path to where the real fights where. Nathan sprinted across the field and concentrated a moment. His wing's materialized on his back and he took flight the other angels flowed suite flying next to him in near perfect formation. They landed one by one next to Harper. First Nathan, then the "lead angel", next was the "hot headed angel" and lastly the tallest most opposing looking of the angels landed, all sporting their voice synthesizer helmets. Nathan's Metsuki no Junshin glowed brightly. He ignored Anjio and looked directly at the Pure Demon. His aura gave him away instantly. He smiled. "So this is a "pure demon". " He said mincingly just loud enough so everyone in the vicinity could hear could hear. "Unimpressive……………………………….............." He said in the same mocking tone. Last edited by kumorilastangel; 06-08-2008 at 05:15 PM. |
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| Gunzfactorian Hero | 'I see no difference between you, that angel or those pathetic humans. As long as you can't prove yourself, you're useless. But for now...' Anjio turned to the angel, and smiled. 'First one to get the birdie wins. Let's see how good a "Real" demon is compared to a skilled warrior.' The demon stared coldly at the demon, and lashed out at the dehumans leg; leaving a large gash. The dehuman was lucky that he moved out of the way early, otherwise he would be missing a limb. "Garbage doesn't belong in hell." The demon said as he licked the blood off the blade. "Your blood is tainted half-breed." he said as he spat the blood to the ground; boiling out of sight. "Even an imp tastes better than this." The demon said as all ten of his swords gathered around him. A Scream sounded behind the demon, and he saw that a small insurgents of demons were clamoring through holes in the barrier. "Pathetic." the demon positioned his hands in front of him, and a small red orb began to appear in his hands. It grew larger and larger, until it was the size of a bowling ball, then the demon crushed it in his hands, emitting a large shock wave. It spread from the demon, reaching out all across the stadium through solid objects. The moment it came in contact with the hellspawn, they vaporized. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Also, imp blood tastes horrendous to my pure demon XD! Btw. there's only 3 demons in the stadium. Last edited by Scuba; 06-08-2008 at 08:02 PM. |
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| Gunzfactorian Commando | ^lol, is nothing impressive for Nathan? ______________________________________ A bullet cut through the air, shrieking past the Machine's head as he tilted backwards, allowing it to pass by his face and bury itself into the cement flooring. It was easy to dodge considering the situation. A bullet cannot change trajectory in mid-air. Simply predict where it was going to go and step out of the way. Epsilon hissed in response as a wave of magic wove itself around his outstretched fingers. He retaliated with a projectile that took the form of a neon green light, flinging it directly at his attacker. It left his palm at dizzying speeds, homing in on its intended target. ~*~ Ruby tapped the microbead on her ear, connecting her to the net-comm as her Knights cleared a path for the Maxwell President. Instantly, the speakers surrounding the playing field sputtered to life, broadcasting her voice throughout the entire stadium. ++Agents of High Heaven. Conscripts and allied mercenaries. This is Ruby Maxwell, of the Maxwell corporation. We can not hold this stadium indefinitely. Transport Copters are currently en route to evacuate the survivors and refugees.++ There was a crackle of static before she resumed speaking. The roar of a large weapon could be heard in the background as the stadium speakers reestablished connection. ++Until then, buy us some time for them to arrive. When we have confirmed that everyone has been evacuated, aerial weapon batteries will proceed to carpet bomb the area.++ |
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| Gunzfactorian Guardian | ^^^Naw..hes just being an a$$. ^.* _______________________________ Sara moved just in time to avoid the blast of green energy. Her eyes widening as she realized the thing was tracking her. With a practiced motion she slung her rifle and drew her sword and whispered "Senrei No Yami". Darkness surrounded her blade and she cut through the energy praying that this would work. ….. It did. The two spells effetely canceled each other out…. Without a moments hesitation she unsung and shouldered her rifle, took aim and fired at the machine again……Twice…. |
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| Gunzfactorian Commando | Quote:
The first bullet missed its mark as the machine spun on his heels, batting it away with the bulk of his Zankantou. However, two shots were fired in succession. Before he could recover his posture, the second bullet struck the lining of his neck and tore through. Epsilon's head lashed backwards, so that it was bent at an unnatural angle. For a moment it was silent as the pale light surrounding the core in his chest began to fade. Then he started laughing. His frame was momentarily hidden as the light in the center of his chest returned brighter than before, until the point where it was almost blinding. From his neck a small gout of black ichor leaked out like thick oil from where the bullet had penetrated. "Long-range type. Marksmanship... average, penetrating power: 46.7" His voice was wildly fluctuating, as if someone was raising and lowering the decibals very rapidly. The ammunition had damaged his voice box. "Not enough to kill me", he cooed. "But I've had my fun for now." His hand grasped the Gehda stone that had dropped from hammerspace firmly. Epsilon's smile was full of unbridled hate. "We'll meet again. See you." He directed his farewell to both James and his attacker. Sara paused, knowing that last part foreshadowed something dire in the future. She had to end this now. But before she could squeeze off another round, the Gehda gem flashed once, and Epsilon disappeared. | |
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| Gunzfactorian Guardian | Sara quickly unloaded her last few shots just as the Gehda gem flashed. "Stupid motherf&^%#$." She whispered. She didn’t like being threatened or mocked. Seeing as the machine was gone, Sara thought it would be ok to approach the man he had been fighting. She drew her revolvers and moved quickly up the stands to James. Are you ok, can you stand?" She quickly looked around, things where getting crazy…. |
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| Gunzfactorian Commando | A nurse walked up to Wixern and BSN. She looked tired, after a whole day and night of healing patients with magic. “We’re staying with our patients,” she affirmed, speaking for the rest of the nurses dressed in their customary Divine Hands Set attire. She gestured towards Ailysa, the mage and various other people lying on the hospital beds. “Some look like they’ve gone through enough already and they need us here with them.” Ailysa was still unconscious after her earlier incident, but it was heartening to see a regular pace of breathing with the rise and fall of her chest and comforting to see colour in her cheeks again. ______________________ Eirag gave a yawn as sunlight streamed through the house’s windows and opened his eyes slowly. He startled and sat up quickly on the couch’s cushions before he relaxed again. Breathing heavily, he looked at the Nightsaber in front of him, perplexed. “How’d you get over here?” he asked Bub, not expecting an answer back. The Nightsaber had knocked over the carton of milk that he had left on the table the night before and was licking the milk that had spread on the floor. Eirag laughed and walked over to the adjoining kitchen, grabbing a plate from a drawer and emptying the rest of the Tuna cans onto its surface. He grabbed a bowl from another drawer and went to the fridge, filling up the bowl with some milk from another carton, before offering the food and drink to the Nightsaber. “Is Ailysa here?” he said aloud, more to himself than to the feline, searching the 2nd floor and finding no-one upstairs to his disappointment. “Well I’m sure you’ll help me find her before long, after we finish our meals and get going – that is.” |
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| [zeh-fahyuhr] Resigned Super Moderator Golden Gunzfactorian ![]() | Frustrated and noticing the two demons having their little exchange, Harper fired in rapid succession at the two, then turned to flee to draw their attention towards her. Little did they know that Harper's requested backup squad of angels were closing in on them from behind. |
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| Gunzfactorian Guardian | Aww c'mon. Kjal appeared behind the pure demon. How come you don't talk to me, bish? He gave a swift kick to the demon's crotch, then disappeared, reappearing back on the stands. His deal with the devil did include great amount of dexterity points. Of course, I felt that the angel's holy rejection to your balls wasn't enough. Kjal's wolf grin was still glued on his face. -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- Shouldn't Kyle be feeling genital pains when the demon leave him? Or will his balls explode from the huge amounts of force applied? Last edited by XKjalX; 06-09-2008 at 03:09 AM. |
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| Gunzfactorian Hero | The demon looked at the angel who fired blindly at him, and charged at her. A slight whooshing sound came from behind the demon, and without a chance, three swords slid into the demons body. The demon groaned, and slumped over, as a cascade of black shards seemed to fall from his body. Slowly, the face of Kyle emerged, as the demon's body fell off. The moment the shards hit the ground, the split off into nothingness. The ten blades near Kyles body sunk down into their hammerspaces, closing off with the demons last powers. Kyle looked around slowly, as blood seeped from his sword wounds, and he fell down on the ground; dead. |
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