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Post by Deleted on May 12, 2014 23:09:11 GMT -5
Step after step the warrior of light walked on, trekking through the blazing heat that belonged to the deserts of Agrabah. His travels in the previous world had come to an end and once he had managed to find his own exit from it he gladly took it. He couldn’t say long in such a place as he felt his presence was no long needed in such a place. He truly hoped for the best in such a land, but that was all left to the mercy of time. The land was a place he knew he would eventually return to in order to check upon, whether his presence there was welcomed or not.
The heat was unbearable and had begun to affect Zest in a negative way. The sweat had begun to roll down his forehead and in all the armour coating his body it was just too difficult for him to of walked in. Nonetheless the upper half of his armor had vanished to be used another time. All that was left on the warrior was the skin suit that covered his body along with the armour that covered the waist downwards. Wiping away the sweat that fell from his brow, his eyes suddenly widened as the ground beneath him began to shake.
In a quick burst of movement, Zest immediately leapt backwards as a giant sandworm burst forth from the ground. As his eyes narrowed he immediately raised his left arm calling forth his shield of light. In the nick of time the sandworm’s sudden lunge towards Zest was blocked by the shield, but the sheer force of the blow caused the warrior to be sent flying back. Rolling on the ground as he collided upon it, Zest immediately brought himself to one knee and leapt to the side, avoiding another charge from the sandworm. Keeping up his pace, Zest rose to his feet fully and began to rush to the side, calling forth his sword.
With the worm still in mid attack Zest rushed to the side of the beast continued to run, releasing his weapons and caused them to float around him. As he continued to rush the weapons spun around him once leaving six glowing swords in its path and without hesitation Zest thrust his palm forwards, causing the swords to be shot towards the beast’s side. As the six blades pierced the beast’s side it immediately let out a loud roar in pain. Seizing the chance, Zest grasped his weapons and dashed forward, jumping high into the air and landed upon the back of the worm. Raising the blade high He immediately thrust his blade down into the back of his foe, but this was not enough. With a loud roar the beast began to buck in a frenzy which caused the warrior to fall towards the ground as the worm took the chance to flee back into the ground.
Clenching his teeth slightly, Zest weakly rose to his feet and stared around the vast desert. “Its..gone…” Zest said silently as he walked forward. Whether he encountered the beast once more or not would be an issue he needed to take care of another time. For now Zest needed to get to safety in order to tend to his wounds and get shelter from the severe heat.
Things were beginning to blur and fatigue was at high levels. His rations were spent and he truly had nothing to use for himself. Would he die in the heat of the desert? Surly he would have lasted with the rations he had previously held. He begun to believe that giving away these rations to the needy would have been an error, but their warm smiles told him otherwise. If this was how he would die then he would merely do whatever it took to survive.
With his consciousness fading at a great pace, Zest spotted something up ahead. What looked to be a town was only a short distance away, but there was nothing left for him. His eyes shut as the fatigue and wounds took its affect and finally the knight collapsed upon the ground and lost consciousness.
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Post by Deleted on May 17, 2014 17:27:47 GMT -5
龍Dragon Shaman 巫 Are you challenging me!?
Shifting sands and the brutal, unrelenting trip of the sun above were a foreign concept to a creature born of the mountains. Thick, choking heat was enough to render even the most resilient creature into a heat-maddened turd hardened by being viciously slighted by the promise of a cornucopia of delicious prey. Fooling an apex predator never left one with a cache of luck after. Even still there was that slim prospect that, in the flesh searing heat, one would forget their vindictive rage in a fit of thirst. Stomping through the sandy dunes was a man with fire red hair. For a moment golden eyes appeared to be like a pair of blazing suns, glaring over the ridge of yet another dune, after having left behind so many more. In his gloved, left hand the gripped an empty canteen liberated from a caravan of merchants, one of which was consumed for their arrogance. In fear those that remained relinquished their goods and fled the scene entirely. They would only take the water canteen, for that interested him most. He raised the canteen into the air trying to strangle the last drop out onto his out stretched tongue. It did not look like a normal, human tongue. It was long, slender and had an almost snake-like quality to it. His pupils focused as they twisted into narrow slits, a hiss escaping his throat. As his eyes refocused he violently tossed the canteen to the ground. His eyelids slipped closed as he caught a scent on the dry winds. Taking in strong sniffs the beast dropped to the sandy ground and crawled along, kicking dust up everywhere. Peering over the dune his focus came upon a roaming scorpion. Snarling softly as a grin peeled back against his features, revealing a set of sharp, animal-like fangs. Soon the hunter was sliding down a dune, the remains of what was once a scorpion being slurped into his mouth and bitten down with a crunch. Amber eyes darted along the dry dunes. In the distance he could spot a city, but even closer seemed to remain a glimmer of shine that seemed to peer out from the sandy wash. Was this prey, within his grasp? It smelled so sweet, so full of Light. Brushing his tongue along his fangs he would spit out a stray piece of carapace from his mouth before marching toward what looked to be an unconscious traveller. The beast widely grinned and saw his chance for a fresh meal. He pushed his body forward before he took a short tumble roll before pushing to his feet. The action itself was smooth and trained. The fastest way down the sands was using one’s whole body. “ Well what does he have here?” The deep, grumbling tone that escaped his throat was like the snarl of a feral beast. The man stood over six feet in height, his long arms now hanging at his side as he stood in a sloppy, almost feral stance. The brute practically drooled at the thought of getting a filling meal. These small, useless snacks were no good for a belly like his. But he had never come across someone with such a brilliantly sweet scent. Was this perhaps what he was looking for? The sharp toothed predator would have to inspect a bit closer….
龍 Fai 'Titan' Jiao-long 巫 46 | Male | Dragon profileTAGS:Next~!| NOTES: My hunger is endless.
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Post by Deleted on May 17, 2014 20:20:01 GMT -5
ZZwoooooooom
Sand picked up and curled like a dusty cloud by a gush of constant force. In a trail more sand was blown away in fits of laughter. A wide smile spread across a sun sparkled mocha face as the wind tousled jet black hair. It’s been a while since Lilo could use her hoverboard in an open space; the desert was a magical place to do it. Many would stay away from it by the heat, so she wouldn’t have to explain anything to the native or dissemble world order. She was prepared; a pair of goggles protected her eyes, while a scarf waved around her neck.
She parked her ship not far from the city’s edge; it was hidden in a nearby oasis and camouflaged. Although she checked the weather and temperature before leaving the ship, the Islander just wanted a taste of the heat before scurrying back inside to change clothes. Her black jumpsuit surely absorbed heat; regardless of changing into shorts and a short sleeve top, Lilo ended up changing again after buying clothes in the market to blend in. For some reason, she was highly frowned upon showing so much leg.
Honestly the Islander didn’t stay in the market to document and observe; she wanted to stretch her legs and use her hoverboard first before proceeding to venture Agrabah.
Slightly hunched, she was snapped into her hoverboard with her usual boots. The baggy loose fitting off white pants she bought at the market ballooned and whipped in the end, while the legs were secured to her ankles with ties. She wore one of her tops from home; amongst people, she would’ve tugged rosy shirt down, since it stopped right below her ribcage. The “scarf” she also bough was actually a head wrapped; she didn’t know how to put it on, so she unconventionally wrapped it around her neck several times and let the rest dangled behind her.
“THIS IS THE BEST DAY EVER!” She shouted and whooped before ascending higher. From a distance, she could see a disturbance, a sandstorm. Her brows wrinkled in confusion as she thought back on her information video about deserts. Like most of the worlds on her tablet, Agrabah wasn’t listed thanks to her co-workers incompetence; to brush up on things, she checked their archives of other planets that had similar geography and “listened” about deserts. “I know I tuned some of that out, but I know sandstorms don’t come out of the ground.”
Thinking it could be heartless orientated or ANYTHING, she flew forward to investigate; on her way, there she watched it settle; she stopped to hover in disappointment and continued slowly in contemplation. As a desert, all the evidence would be erased by the time she got there. From that point alone, she declared that desert sucked.
“I guess I can head back to Agrabah.” Before she can pivot around, she saw something. “Is that…a person?”
The figure stopped moving and just collapsed in the sand.
“Uuugh not for long,” Lilo panicked before descending towards it. If she would’ve left, he would’ve been baked by the sun or buried in the sand.
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Post by Deleted on May 18, 2014 1:16:33 GMT -5
Everything was black, a darkness that only held a single twinkle of light. The light was so tiny but it filled himself with warmth. Everything was such a blur, but the darkness soon began to fade slightly. The heat that had overtaken him had grown even more, only rising further and further. Where was he? How did he get here? A land of flames and discord, a place that held the sheer sense of death and destruction, this was where he stood.
Everything was still a blur but he was able to tell the two beings before him. One was that of a woman he did not know of, but the other was one he knew all too well. He wanted to say the demon’s name, to draw sword and do battle with his arch enemy, but his body would not move in the slightest, he couldn’t fight against Chaos. In a sheer instant the woman that stood strong had been set aflame, turning to ash as the demon watched on. Why was it that Zest felt despair? Who was this woman he was able to feel such emotions for? The heat continued to grow, rising to unbearable heights until finally his body resisted it. He resisted with all his might wishing to move, to vanquish the heat. His head was in pain and in conflict.
Why was he seeing such things? Why did it all feel so vivid? No matter how hard he resisted he was slowly succumbing. He would join this woman’s fate as his body fell; everything blurring until at last darkness took over. It was a darkness unlike the first, one in which there was absolutely nothing There was no light to keep him warm nor anything to keep him safe. This was a true end, the ultimate termination in which there was no return, but even he could not accept this. There was things he had to do, things that he wished to accomplish,
He wished for a world with light…
He continued to struggle, but doing so only made the heat grow. It did not matter to him, no matter how tired or weak it made him feel, he would not succumb to the end… The body on the burning sands of the desert twitched as one arm rose up weakly. Pressing his palm against the sand covered ground, he placed all his strength in towards pushing himself upwards. His eyes opened slowly, revealing cold blue eyes that truly belonged to that of a doll. To even move in such a way was difficult enough, but he managed to raise his torso up and place one foot onto the ground.
Something was not right…
Through instinct alone his shield and blade appeared in his hand, immediately turning and pointing it straight at the newcomer. There was not power left for him, but even so he held enough to fight this battle. He would not go down easy. He said nothing as his cold blue eyes stared forth at the red haired man, but his situation drew for the worse as another figure made its way towards them.
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Post by Deleted on May 20, 2014 15:11:37 GMT -5
龍Dragon Shaman 巫 Are you challenging me!?
The beast grinned hungrily at the sweet smell that rose from the fell warrior. His entire body seemed to shudder under the heady, consuming scent that he had not come upon before. It was not the bitter taint that so many in these worlds seemed to carry with proud ignorance. Whomever this warrior was; he had not touched by the allure of darkness, and if he ever had it wa wiped away by the utter brilliance of his scent. This creature was one of the purest he has ever come upon. He was ripe. Experience, power and pure light that were contained by no other thus far in his travels. It was a euphoric feeling that came upon the beast whom wore the flesh of man. He had crouched down to get a better scent, to entrap this prey, but it seemed he was still with fight. Perfect. Prey was best eaten when they were driven to their limit, to the final corner. This prey still had life, had fight. Food, he felt, was something that must be savored. As he sat crouched over the weakened prey he found the they were still strong enough to draw his weapons. He did not seem greatly conscious, but they still acted to defend their body. If that was so his would give this warrior an honorable fight. A good plan came to his mind. One that would bring excitement! Just being around this knight intoxicated him. The Light the flowed from him wet the beast's appetite to be satisfied by the main course. The dragon narrowed his eyes when something roared overhead that was not the crash of thunder. The bellowing sands churned and twisted into a small cyclone of debris. The small vehicle had quite a bit of power and could very well serve as a nuisance. His clothing looked designed for play and work. The folds.of cloth were carefully chosen by maker and but He moved to stand, using his hand to shield his eyes from the sun. Someone was flying, and anything that flew needed to eventually land. Interruptions, but perhaps there was a way he could fetch himself two meals. He glanced around and looked to the canteen in his possession. He could lure his prey. “ If one draws their weapon, he cannot help…” He hung the canteen over his shoulder and dug that urge to consume him straight away, down. He knew they did not have the strength, nor the will to full raise to their feet. He knew there was not left in his canteen but unsavory droplets, but it provided him with intent. He gripped his gloved fingers into a fist, causing the leather to stretch. This was a good plan. Stalking prey was fun. The beast wearing man’s skin would lure his prey and force them to submit. “ Are they yet dead? The city is but a few steps… are you still fighting?” He questioned, knowingly. There was still fight in him, and plenty of bite in the dragon.
龍 Fai 'Titan' Jiao-long 巫 46 | Male | Dragon profileTAGS: Next~!| NOTES: I savor my prey....
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Post by Deleted on May 21, 2014 15:28:37 GMT -5
Lilo maneuvered her legs to slow the craft down to a hover. She lowered a bit to get a better look of two men. One was trying to rise from the ground, and Lilo resisted the urge to smack her forehead. He was heavily armed in her opinion and nowhere near the dresscode suitable for a desert. She wondered how long he’s been out here to still have the strength to point a sword. He was aiming at another numskull, who looked like he was wearing leather. The fur rimming the neckline and down his chest was enough to make the Islander sweat more.
Were they both delusional to fight in these conditions? Looking over both of them, they both looked like dried raisins and ready to collapse.
“Hey!” she shouted over the humming of her hovercraft, “Are you both on your last brain cells or did the sun dried that up to? You both seriously need to head back to Agrabah before another storm unless you guys want to be a new edition to the ‘never-been-seen-again’.”
She could just hear her sister chastising her trying to help everyone; right about now, she would be exclaiming about being weary of all the freaks, fools, and idiots. Looking down at her hip, she wondered if she should offer her water to them. Personally she felt hospitable in giving them a swig and use her ship to shorten their travels back to the city. The tall handsome one with the white hair hardly looked like he could take no more than 3 steps. Still she can’t just give a helping hand to anyone and everyone. Who were they?
"So before I decide being all giving, what the heck were you doing?"
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Post by Deleted on May 21, 2014 17:01:22 GMT -5
"I need...to continue onwards..." Zest said weakly. His blade was lowered a bit, but he did not keep his attention off of the red haired being that stood before him. The man held a bloodlust that Zest could not ignore even in the state he was in. It was only another problem that had been added towards his situation, but even so the other problem was far greater. The beast he had encountered before was something that was too much of a threat to merely leave be. Though it fled, Zest knew that the beast would resurface once more.
"I have...little time" Zest said slowly raising to his feet, still holding his sword and shield. He desired to face off against the beast again, but Zest knew he was in no state to do such a thing. He needed to rest once more and finish it off for good. Even with the upper armor gone the heat was still far too deadly to him. "The beast still lives...the town will be in danger...I need to prepare" Zest spoke to the girl that had arrived towards him. Unlike the red haired man, this girl was different and did not make him feel any form of malice. The girl was right to chid him in such a way, but there was little he could have done to of prevented this. Had it not been for the sandworm he would have been able to of reached town and even been able to of stocked himself with new supplies.
She did not seem to mean any harm, but even so, he could not fully trust anybody here, his mind was in such a blur that he could not do so. The only thing that he could truly think clearly about was battle and duty. The sheer survival instincts alone was giving him the strength he needed and the desire to prevent a tragedy only fueled it. For one who had fought all his life, perhaps battle was all that ever fueled the knight.
His wounds bled, but even so he raised his blade once more and pointed it straight at the red haired man. "Such darkness and ill will that radiates from you...if you will attempt to impair me then I shall slay you here and now" Zest said. Though his body and appearance was weak and wounded, his voice still held strength that would show his determination.
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Post by Deleted on May 24, 2014 2:32:37 GMT -5
龍Dragon Shaman 巫 Are you challenging me!?
The beast was born of malice, so it would be of no surprise to him that his prey was aware that death faced him. The crude beast neither held any illusions that his intentions were a visible air that laced around his form with obvious intent. But even so there was also something pure about his intentions. He was like a tiger on the prowl and would make sure to sink his fangs into the neck of his prey the moment he showed weakness. He was tall and held out his chest with pride. Arms swung at his side, the tall beast carrying a swagger that kept his muscles loose and limber. He was always ready to snap to attention and reach in for the kill. His nature was a simple ideology of the hunter and the hunted. Those who could not be consumed had to hunt until they were. It had been a lesson he learned at an early point in his life. The despair had left a scar, but it also left him with brilliant purpose. He would become a hunter of Light. It was the ultimate prey, the greatest of wild game. For the past few years he has come to learn that Darkness and Light had begun a great war that had twisted into one hunting for the other. He realized that to survive the wars to come one had to become strong. The other arrived, adding to the number in the pack. The female did as females did and complained about their present condition. The beast moved to rest his hands upon his hips. The proud stance showed not an inkling of weakness; his brow held not a drop of breathe. Her rants ended in a question he could easily answer. The brute allowed his golden eyes to examine the woman's features, his nose absorb her scent. Mundane. " He travels, but this one seems to have fallen to the sun, delirium must strike him. He speaks of monsters." The man-shaped creature spoke with the skill of a nobleman. It was well known that those of high birth or arrogant nature spoke with such manners: providing themselves absolution in their existence. It was an old structure, lost in many cultures, perverted in others. His clothing were well made, fitted to his form, but still loose enough to allow him to freely move about. A cold grin curled itself on his features before it twisted away, just as quickly, into a sneer. The man threatened him, his foolish belief that the Light had the ability to snuff out evil. His throat rumbled with the challenge. " Why does one such as he worry about the town?" The Warrior of Light had to, after all, worry about himself and now the girl. " There is nothing out here but sands..." He also had sensed nothing else. The sands were still, the skies clear. Why even his belly lay quiet after its recent meal. The canteen remain slung over his shoulder, the beast looking to the younger looking woman. The predator had no qualms in waiting for his prey. The challenge would soon be met though. The moment the warrior let his throat bare the tiger would strike.
龍 Fai 'Titan' Jiao-long 巫 46 | Male | Dragon profileTAGS: Next~!| NOTES: A meal worth stalking.
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Post by Deleted on May 24, 2014 14:21:58 GMT -5
Lilo was confused, because she couldn’t distinguished what monster the knight spoke of. His focus was now to the odd red head how talked funny. No one on the island spoke in third person; it just sounded weird and foreign to her. Still the knight sounded delusional, but Lilo wasn’t sure how fried his brain must be to concoct a monster. The one thing that stood out in her mind was him mentioning darkness.
The Islander wasn’t skilled in detecting darkness, but the knight apparently could and accused the other for it. Crazy or not it wasn’t a detailed thrown loosely and carelessly where she was from. She couldn’t help to admit that he did look mangy. His overall appeal said ‘untamed’, and his eyes whispered ‘feral’ And did he just sniffed the air, or was it getting hotter out here? On the stereotypical surface, it wouldn’t phase her if he was the darkness hosting monster. But to not point fingers at him or brew any troubles, she simply asked, “So, what does this monster looks like?”
Although anything can hide in the sand and the knight can just be a sunbaked cook, Lilo played along, while playing safe.
“If there is a monster out here, don’t you think you should get going? You don’t look so well, and it can pop out of nowhere with the sand and all.”
She was trying to be rational about this whether the monster existed in his imagination or not. Now she found herself deep enough, she’d feel guilty if she neglected him to be claimed by the heat. Glancing at the redhead, she pondered, but questioned, “I’m guessing you don’t know him, so why are you out here, obviously not monster hunting?”
He didn’t look like a heartless, but Lilo couldn’t be certain. Technically everyone had darkness in them, some had more than others. Those that become strong enough heartless to hold consciousness become the queen bee to the hive. Even if he was a queen, he was holding back. She couldn’t draw any conclusion, but speculations. For now, she’ll just tread cautiously.
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Post by Deleted on May 24, 2014 23:05:30 GMT -5
They did not believe in his words about the beast that had attacked him. Though he had hoped that his wounds alone would prove that the beast still roamed around, it seems they were hesitant about believing his words. Even so the girl had at least taken notice of his words and at least questioned them in order to see if they were true or merely the rambling of a fool.
In such a state he truly could not focus on what the others were saying towards him. In the end it was nothing more than just them talking and wasting time he held. The weaker he grew, the more focus he lost, but at the same time his battle instincts grew. He never found himself as anything different from the other humans he had encountered all his life, but how was the man who never was to hold a single memory to know that he was artificial? How could he have ever known that he was not born and instead created as a mere experiment? Conflict was his life, a life that he would dedicate his life to so that others would never have to face it. Anytime he thought of this life he saw the armored devil that he called his nemesis. He would always see Garland before him with a mocking laughter, telling him that their fate was to fight for all eternity. That man was the past, and he refused to believe the delusion.
He could not drop his guard now, not until he felt this malice was gone. He did not know who this red haired man was, but he was not one to strike a man who had done him no wrong. There really was no reason for him to do so other than for self-defence. He narrowed his eyes as the sweat caused from the heat fell from his brow, but suddenly his eyes widened.
The ground shook, he was sure he felt it. It was soft and with the soft sand beneath their feet and blistering heated winds blowing it was hard to truly feel, but for one who felt this presence before he could recall it so easily. The mere instant Zest noticed the presence he immediately acted. Immediately, the knight raised his left arm forward and tossed his shield straight towards the red haired man before he quickly jumped towards the girl “MOVE! NOW!” Zest yelled attempting to tackle her out of harm’s way. Right where the group had stood burst forth the giant sandworm that Zest had fought earlier. In that instant he had attempted to push the girl away whilst also making an attempt to move the red haired man as well. Whether the shield managed to knock the man back or the sheer fact that the man had dodged out of the area was all that Zest wished would occur.
The wounded beast towered upwards and let out a loud screech, having finally found its prey. It had hoped that its victims would have not reached town, that they would not have to wait to recuperate its wounds before attacking. Attacking the town now would be difficult and though it planned to do so, it needed to be full powered in order to do so. The beast hungered for flesh, it desired for the weakened travelers. It had followed the footsteps that treaded lightly and after the time they stood upon one spot it was able to locate its prey.
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Post by Deleted on May 25, 2014 23:39:36 GMT -5
龍Dragon Shaman 巫 Are you challenging me!?
Feral inclinations were justified on the account that he was never human. He was a wild beast with his own intentions that humans tried to tame and turn into a weapon. They succeeded, but it was not for them who he fought. He watched the one bathed in light stay focused. His present state was a haggard one and would be easy to take advantage of. But that did not make the hunt any fun, nor provide any insight on the measurement of the individual's true power. Yes it was light, and it far exceeded the darkness, but it could stand to reason that his light simply overpowered his darkness. Was he pure light? Well he would not know until he tested the man in combat. As he considered waiting for the warrior to stand with his back to him or lure him alone so they could be challenged, but he began to consider the young woman. Her presence added a layer of complication to the situation. She was much darker than either the armored man or himself. He was not familiar with the natives here, but even though their flesh color varied and she could have easily been one of them, she was clearly not. So she was as foreign as the man with armor perhaps? Analyzing the situation was important. She seemed to ride a machine that could soar in the skies, making him wonder just what other strange abilities she had. The predator did not feel aggression from her, nor fear. It was one thing to not be passive, but an entirely other situation to have no fear. But something else was there -- caution. If she was indeed cautious toward him it would make it a bit harder to act without his intentions being noticed. The air became still. It felt as if the temperature was raising. Something was coming toward them, but from where? The beat looked around but there was nothing as far as his eyes could see. Sand, sand and more sand. He body tensed as his lips pulled back over his fangs. A snarling hiss was released from his lungs. It was as if the sands under his feet were shifting. No … they were! A snarl dragged from his throat when the light imbued human rushed toward him: shield raised. He was ill aware it was a selfless attempt to guard him because just as he waited for the human to drop his guard, so he thought it was what they sought. He only knew the worst they had to offer after all. The beast’s golden eyes seemed to glitter as they widened and the ground beneath his feet started to raise up like a volcano. Fai leaped back slid back against the sand. he threw his hand out to balance his form a he dropped the a crouch. He pushed his face into the white fur that was stitched along the collar, from front to back, on his shirt wrap in a goal to protect his face from the blowing sands. What was this?! “ Subterranean?!” He had no idea such large, underground animals existed. “ What is this creature you summon?” He was quite surprised.
龍 Fai 'Titan' Jiao-long 巫 46 | Male | Dragon profileTAGS: Next~!| NOTES: Battle in the sands?!
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Post by Deleted on May 31, 2014 9:49:31 GMT -5
Lilo couldn’t feel the ground quake; she was hovering off the ground. The wind picked up tossing her hair and kicked the sand; she instinctively squinted to prevent sand to get in her eye. It truly felt like a typical day on a desert until the knight lunged at her with a shout. With an alarmed yelp, Lilo tapped her foot to awaken her hovercraft to drift away from him. The pressured air pushing below it kicked more sand up in tight curl as Lilo moved to be a few meters from him.
Before she could berate him, Lilo was cooled by a shadow, a really big one. Confused she looked up to see a ‘thing’; that was the only word to come in mind, a ‘thing’. The big thing was big like a giant pillar, which started to screech loudly. Dipping over, she covered her ears and shouted, “That’s the thing you’ve been looking for!”
Getting that off her chest centered her focus; quickly she slung her pack from her back and grabbed her tablet to record a snippet and snap a photo of the beast. Her fingers were quick to snap the information and stuff the minicomputer away. Reaching for her cannons on her hips, Lilo’s narrow eyes darted to look for any marking; it didn’t appear to be a heartless.
“Obviously he didn’t summon it! That thing followed him here, hunting!” Was this a native animal to this world? And what has it been eating to reach that size? To her comfort, it may be the top of whatever food chain, because nothing was pursuing it for now. Plus, to be that big it would need a surplus of food. Her eye glanced from the redhead to the knight before comprehending. Stragglers in the desert would eventually be claimed by the desert, and THAT thing was the jaws of the desert.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 1, 2014 0:19:05 GMT -5
His plan had seemed to of worked and both the red haired man as well as the black haired woman both managed to move away upon his movement towards them. "On guard!" Zest said gripping his sword tightly as his upper armor appeared on his torso, covering him in preparation for another attack. He was in a very bad situation, but even so he had been in worse. Traversing in a desert was nothing new to him as he had traveled through the deadly Yahnikurm Desert and faced off against many powerful enemies, but this was different. He was no longer with his companions and this beast was quite formidable.
With the other two having leaped away, Zest was the closest to the beast. Whether the others abandoned him or not did not matter to him. He would hold no ill will towards them and if by fighting the beast would allow for their escape then it only satisfied him. The beast hungered for flesh, it hungered for anything it could find. It wanted those filled with strength, those that could satisfy his hunger with their power. Their power would strengthen it's own, that's what made it only grow so strong. Three exceptional beings that held a foreign scent that did not belong to this world, it only made them more desirable. This was more than a desire for a meal, but a way to satisfy the rage that had been built the moment it was struck by the blade of light.
With it's screeching now at an end, the beast curved immediately downwards and lunged straight at Zest once more. Zest's eyes narrowed as his right hand was pushed forward straight towards the incoming beast. With the mere movement, the shield that had been used against the red haired man flew towards Zest's hand once more and returned to his right hand. In a split second the beast collided with the shield and Zest was pushed backwards. Refusing to give way, Zest held his feet down to the ground as he was pushed backwards, trying to push back against the beasts lunge. The beast had lunged at him before in the very same manner and this time Zest was prepared to deal with it this time. Both shield and sword were held in his right hand while the left supported his right arm. The wounds were opening once more from the stress of holding back the beast, but Zest needed to hold out just a bit more. Gritting his teeth he endured until the moment arrived the moment the force began to weaken. In an instant, Zest reeled back his left arm and let go of his weapons, allowing them to float as he took a step forward. "ERADICATE!" Zest yelled slamming his left fist forward into the back of the shield.
With the blow to the shield a bright force of light burst forth from the shield, hitting the beast straight on while blasting Zest back from the recoil. In a screech of anguish the beast began to flail about at the sudden pain to it's head whilst Zest rolled backwards from the recoil of the attack. Using his sword as support, the knight rose to one knee and stared up towards the beast, panting heavily. His limit had already reached it's limit and any more from him would be nothing short of a miracle. They needed to seize the chance now.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 2, 2014 3:59:03 GMT -5
龍Dragon Shaman 巫 Are you challenging me!?
Another hunter in the sands? THough the brute was not surprised there was another beast of hunger that lurked the sands, one so big was certainly unexpected. It was not the knight’s fault? The woman was mad! The beast let out a ferocious snarl at the woman’s claim toward the warrior’s innocence, but he was the only one other than himself here. He felt the blame was the one he saw as prey. The hunted often lured hunters from their nests. If the Warrior draped in a brilliant light was what brought the Titanic beast from the woodworks, why not the worm? But there was no time to point fingers. The ravenous worm was out to display. Its body appeared to be pure muscle, its mobility no question regardless of his size. This ticked the dragon off. Another predator after his prey? His eyes drifted along the dunes, the very mounds likely raised and sunk by the subterranean beast itself. This would perhaps be the reasoning behind the lack of substance within the desert. With a creature of this size living out here and feeding there would be an understandable lack of human habitation. Heat and sand would not imply stop a human from digging their black roots into the earth and draining it of all it was worth. All they knew was destruction. How fitting was it that destruction awaited them whenever they sought to conquer this wild land. But as it stood if this worm ate the Knight he would be without prey. That goal alone would spur him forward. He lowered his body into a crouch, his stance feral and unpredictable. Damn worm was not going to get his prey! The knight attacked and the spear of light emitting from his shield would do well to surprise him. Chaos was always perfect in its ways! He would see the true might of his prey’s light and see that the hunt was truly worth it. Progress was birthed from the instability of life. Without war there would be no due cause for invention. Without death there would be no reason to repent to the divines! All was driven by the unsteady features lined along an aging man’s face by chaos and treated with a hapless progress. It made him want to laugh! Puny insects scurrying around looking for a meal. He clamped down his jaws, those sharp fangs grating against one another. If it was so his nature sparks would dance from his lips at the action, but all there was to hear was the rumbling growl of a hunter who had found competition. The sands would give heavier set dragon trouble. His form was not built for surfing the sands, but that did not mean he could not treat it like the snow of his mountains. The beast charged forward and jumped into the air. His left hand was covered with a leather glove while his right was exposed to the elements, the sleeve shaped up to his wrist with a simple, geometric pattern of triangles. On this wrist was a ring of feathers he quickly slipped off mid air and latched it to what appeared to be a chain hanging from his belt. The charm hooked on with practised ease before the dragon landed and slid down along the dune. As he rode the dune down, toward the pyramid of sand created by the worm’s exit, his left arm was slowly covered in a dark shadow, one that filled the air with dread. The Titan took to running across the way, the having, hopefully, done enough damage to the worm to give him an opening. Yes the light burned the prey’s hardened skin, but where there was light there was darkness. He slid to a stop where the worm’s body met the sands. The Titan pulled back his arm and clenched his hand into a fist. “ Die!” He roared and pushed his body into a full motion, drawing the maximum strength of his fist into the worm, but this was no ordinary punch. This punch was covered in darkness, creating a twisting void where his fist landed.
龍 Fai 'Titan' Jiao-long 巫 46 | Male | Dragon profileTAGS: Next~! | NOTES: *Void Punch
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Post by Deleted on Jun 4, 2014 11:29:56 GMT -5
He chose to stay and fight with the beast; turning her head back, she could see his concerned. If it wasn’t thwarted now, it can easily seek out the city-kingdom. She wondered if heartless were involved in this and somehow tipped the scales. What kept the beast this long from attacking the city? She was only drawing guesses, but it wouldn’t make sense if NOW one person managed to steer it towards the city. Where else would people flee to? Stilling herself, Lilo had to focus; she wasn’t here to specifically study worms, but the stability of worlds. Right now Agrabah had a pest control problem.
It would be irresponsible of her to permit it to run amuck even if it could be the natural order of this world. She would meddle for this instance; too many lives could be at risk. The hover craft wasn’t resourceful for aerial battles with the cannon blasters. The recoil could be strong enough to jeopardize her balance and lose control. With something that big, she would still have to get close to it, but the Islander would be increasing risks and her vulnerability.
“The things I do for,” she groaned,” for PEOPLE!”
Tapping her foot, her craft hummed before zipping her forward. Pushing the board up with her foot, she slowed it down before settling it to hover. With cannons in her hands, she fired. Ten green balls impacted the worm’s side and splattered on contact. She had a single round left and didn’t want to use it up just yet, especially if she have to drift out of the way from that animal.
She was going to shout towards the knight. How long has he been fighting this thing beforehand? Would it be easy to take down, or would it take longer than she'd anticipated? Instead the Islander bit her lip, it was a worm right; that doesn't mean the blasted thing was deaf. The last thing she needed to do was draw more attention to herself.
10 Rounds of Green Plasma
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