Kokonoe was quiet for a second. "Lambda... cut the call."
"Affermative." The window beeped and winked out of exsistence.
"Affermative." The window beeped and winked out of exsistence.
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Gold's shot struck Weizoth's helmet, but only barely, glancing off at an angle, but still hitting enough to widen the cracks. He didn't seem to react terribly much to this, stepping towards Gold and attacking him once more, swinging his blade in a horizontal slash at his abdomen before making a stab at his chest.
Gold held out both hands to block Weizoth's strike. Inches from hitting his hand, he wrapped a shield around the weapon, allowing him to grasp it. It would bounce off his metal skin, and Gold would step in closer to punch Weizoth in his helmet, overriding safety restraints to add force to the blow from his right fist.
Weizoth threw his head back as Gold came in to punch him to avoid it. With his weapon caught up, He kicked hard at the side of Gold's shin with his sabaton covered feet. Blasted psionics...destroying this one is granting existance itself a great boon...it is a shame it would not be permanent...
Gold jumps over the boot, pulling his legs in and swinging out with a kick to Weizoth's head. this awkward move would require to him let go of Weizoth's blade.
Usually there's an introduction. Basically your character wakes up in a dark room, a voice on a loudspeaker tells them to go through the only there is, which leads to a room that has everything they could ever want for a bedroom. Then you're free to just do as you please.Ruedyn said:
OoC: @Ruedyn standard move is to post your character appearing in a dark room. Your character would then be led from the dark room to a apartment of his/her dreams. After that, they can either visit the lounge or the Arena. Reading the first page would be rather advisable, as it gives you an idea of how to do this.
Gold projected a shield across his stomach, using the stab to push him back and away from Weizoth, though it would puncture the shield in the center and lightly jab his stomach. He winced as he landed, rolling to the side and hoping to put some space between himself and Weizoth.
Alorno the Fearow meanwhile had been still desperately avoiding the wraith, flew up into the sky, hoping to give himself more maneuverable.
Gold projected a shield across his stomach, using the stab to push him back and away from Weizoth, though it would puncture the shield in the center and lightly jab his stomach. He winced as he landed, rolling to the side and hoping to put some space between himself and Weizoth.
Alorno the Fearow meanwhile had been still desperately avoiding the wraith, flew up into the sky, hoping to give himself more maneuverable.
Gold would feel that the small puncture wound he took hurt significantly more than it honestly should have. The wound was being exasperated and torn open more by negative energy, which Weizoth's blade had transferred into his body when it made contact with him. Weizoth didn't let up, intending to use his score to his advantage. He kept up after Gold and slashed at his legs while he was still on the ground.
The Wraith chasing Alorno refused to let up. It continued after the giant bird at a steady pace, showing no signs of slowing down as the creature was no longer even capable of tiring.
The Wraith chasing Alorno refused to let up. It continued after the giant bird at a steady pace, showing no signs of slowing down as the creature was no longer even capable of tiring.
Alorno continued ascension, going high enough that oxygen levels would be a serious worry.
Gold continued his roll, avoiding the slash. He then tucked his legs in, and pushed himself up with his arms, up and ready to fight again. He didn't glance down to his wound, even as it began bleeding more heavily from the negative energy.
Gold continued his roll, avoiding the slash. He then tucked his legs in, and pushed himself up with his arms, up and ready to fight again. He didn't glance down to his wound, even as it began bleeding more heavily from the negative energy.
The boy looked around the black room, only his sword in his hands, wrapped in rope and goat fur. He pulled the string slightly, and inspected his steel. He checked it over until he was satisfied, and took a few tentative steps towards the door, the only source of light in the room, before kicking himself for his cowardice before simply walking towards it. After a deep breath, he swung it open, and was immediately surprised again.
An Amon Amarth poster, the walls were white painted wood, a fireplace cackled in the corner, warming the room immensely, and the bed even looked like it had soft furnishings!
"I-It's... Glorious" Thialfi muttered, as he looked around. It even had a window! It didn't look like it really went out anywhere, but a window! He rushed to the bed, wolf fur. Very soft! Almost too soft... He sighed, it would work for now. He laid down on it, for a small nap and test run.
An Amon Amarth poster, the walls were white painted wood, a fireplace cackled in the corner, warming the room immensely, and the bed even looked like it had soft furnishings!
"I-It's... Glorious" Thialfi muttered, as he looked around. It even had a window! It didn't look like it really went out anywhere, but a window! He rushed to the bed, wolf fur. Very soft! Almost too soft... He sighed, it would work for now. He laid down on it, for a small nap and test run.
The Wraith continued its chase, seeming completely unhindered still. At this point it was starting to gain on Alorno.
Weizoth continued his assault once more, slashing upwards diagonally at Gold, then swinging it around again and slashing diagonally again at an angle perpendicular to his first strike.
Weizoth continued his assault once more, slashing upwards diagonally at Gold, then swinging it around again and slashing diagonally again at an angle perpendicular to his first strike.
In the lounge, both Rex and Vanessa were at the bar talking to each other about a few things.
Eventually, Carmen's fight was declared a draw as she returned into the lounge and met the other two there. She smirked slightly as she sat down and the trio began to discuss things.
Eventually, Carmen's fight was declared a draw as she returned into the lounge and met the other two there. She smirked slightly as she sat down and the trio began to discuss things.
Alorno waited until the wraith had nearly touched him, then dived, achieving incredible speeds from the dive thanks to him actually having weight and an effect on gravity.
Gold summoned a shield, which deflected the first strike, and adjusted it to catch the second. The second would be too much for the shield to handle, and it would become visible, with a dent in it. Gold grunted at this, and held out the hand not generating a shield, his left. Weizoth's joints would be exposed to sudden cold, enough to frost the air around it.
Gold summoned a shield, which deflected the first strike, and adjusted it to catch the second. The second would be too much for the shield to handle, and it would become visible, with a dent in it. Gold grunted at this, and held out the hand not generating a shield, his left. Weizoth's joints would be exposed to sudden cold, enough to frost the air around it.
The Wraith touched Alorno as the bird dove past it, it's incorporeal hands running along the creatures length in an instant as it moved past. Alorno would feel significantly weaker, as if being touched by the Wraith had directly drained its life force. After doing so, the Wraith dove after Alorno, not moving quite as fast, but still not falling terribly behind.
@FPS: Kinda need to ask, is that Ice thing a psychic power?
@FPS: Kinda need to ask, is that Ice thing a psychic power?