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originally posted in:The New Dojo
10/17/2016 2:00:06 AM
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"It's always gotta be me doesn't it? Zeus, God, Vishnu, Jupiter, All Mighty Sun God, none of you can cut me a break?!"
[i] Ian yells to no one in particular as he scrambles around the cockpit of his ship, slamming down buttons and levers as red lights flash around the stolen ship he was in. His thrusters and main engines had failed, and he was currently falling towards some sprawling complex. Where he was, he had no idea.[/i]
"My luck, I'm gonna land right in their backyard and destroy half their shit. Exactly what I need, more repair fees."
[i] He continues to talk to himself, staring out the main windows as he slowly fell to the earth. He'd done all he could do, now he just hoped he didn't die in the crash. A voice piped up behind him, a hologram of a middle aged man with a pointed beard and a handlebar mustache appearing before Ian.[/i]
"Sir, would you like a snack before your untimely death?"
[i] The AI said, in a British accent to Ian. Ian glanced sideways with a glare as the greenery of the earth closed in.[/i]
"No, Sebastian, I don't want a snack."
"It's white cheddar popcorn Sir."
[i] Ian groans in exasperation.[/i]
"Son of a-"
[i] His exclamation is cut short as the ship crash lands near the front gates of the dojo, the small black scout ship digging ruts into the ground as it glides to a stop directly in front of the gates, the sides nearly sheared off the ship, the rest smoking, Ian tossed unconscious inside. [/i]
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[i] The steel cable jerked and sent Ian sprawling to his face, landing on his stomach. Turning over on his back, he raised his arm where a barrel sprung out and chambered bullets.[/i] "Jackass." [i] He said, before letting loose a hail of rubber rounds at Damien. [/i]
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[b]Damien chuckled and slid into his stomach to avoid the gunfire, whipping the grapple to the side to turn Ian as the hook let go, Damien's arm barrels folding back up as he rushed forward, drawing his double bladed long daggers from sheaths along near his armor's collarbone.[/b] [spoiler]https://i.imgur.com/7ZJvfw1[/spoiler] [b]With a jolt he rolled forward and took a dash towards Ian, twirling the daggers fancifully.[/b]
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[i] Ian drew his Bowie knife in his left hand and crouched low with his two knives, preparing form Damien's attack. He wasn't sure how he'd fair in melee combat against him, but he was about to find out. [/i]
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[b]With a leap and downward push, Damien attempt to tackle Ian, daggers stretching out to pin his shoulders. His. Lots kicked up dirt and sent debris flying as the smell of heated sand clouded the air. Joker chuckled from his spot in the tank, watching the fight go on as the heat of the desert pounded the group... Then the sound of metal clicking and daggers div no towards their target...[/b]
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[i] Ian took the tackle head on, pushed onto his back where he brought his knees up in the momentum and placed his boots on Damien's chest, blasting his torso with jet propulsion and sending Damien flying over him in a somersault. Ian on his back and Damien in the air, Ian stretched an arm and let loose another hail of rubber bullets at Damien's face. [/i]
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[b]Damien's shielding pumped to life, tesla arcs sending the bullets into a vaporization frenzy. He spun slightly before landing on his feet, his body poised as he drew his custom sidearm, 'Sacrilege', the three blue laser sights pinning Ian's chest as rubber .9 mm unloaded out of the barrel.[/b]
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[i] Electric fields sprung up around Ian's body, disintegrating the rounds aimed at him. Where as Damien's were arcs, Ian's was a bubble surrounding his armor. A grin could be heard in his tone as he spoke.[/i] "I may have taken some notes on your armor and made some adjustments to my own." [i] Damien realized that Ian hadn't had shielding in his arsenal the last time they'd met, and he'd changed that.[/i]
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[i]"Let's see if you can copy this then..."[/i] [b]Suddenly, an electrical discharge rocketed off Damien's armor and collided against the ground before lining towards Ian, giving off a terrifying crackling noise...[/b]
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"Nope! Definitely not!" [i] Ian yelled as he backpedaled away, but the attack caught up with him and collided with the electric shields around him, supercharging them and ultimately exploding, leaving Ian standing in a decent sized crater and a smoking spot on his back. [/i] "Thanks D..thanks." [i] He mumbled. [/i]
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[i]"I mean... What did you expect? I always have five tricks to accompany a trick..."[/i] [b]Not really... But he liked to think so... And on top of it, Damien was wearing two layers of shielding... Though only Imogene had seen the second.[/b] [i]"C'mon... You got to have STIMs or a booster shot... This is low bandit level action..."[/i]
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"I don't need them." [i] Ian said with a chuckle, boots pulsing and lifting him out of the crater. Once hitting the sand, his hands pulsed with a lime green energy, the ground rumbling beneath him.[/i] "Trust me D..I know this is like attacking Lance with a katana, but ya gotta have fun somehow." [i] He says grinning, sand thrown into the air as the earth rumbled and lumps of iron were pulled to the surface of the earth. In truth..Ian was trying to bait him. [/i]
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[i]"Well... Might as well use my newest toy while I have a chance... Cant keep it a secret forever..."[/i] [b]Damien's armor over his right arm slowly peels back, revealing the cloth wrapped limb... Then, he begins to process of peeling off the cloth, revealing a shining new augment... One with speaker like disks on the back, knuckles, fingertips, side of the wrist, and palm...[/b] [spoiler]https://i.imgur.com/l2wsvCF[/spoiler] [i]"Let's get a little super sonic..."[/i] [b]Damien's ability to control sound had just recently found an appropriate outlet... A powerful new arm that contorted the waves into accurate blasts or amplified the wave output.[/b]
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"That was so cheesy D." [i] Ian said with a laugh, raising his glowing green hands, the half dozen lumps of iron following. With a twist, they instantly contorted and twisted, morphing into six, five foot fully iron spears that Ian sent hurtling at Damien from a half dozen different angles. [/i]
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[b]Damien waited for the spears to get in range before punching the air, a soundwave condensing around his fist and destroying the spears like they were twigs.[/b] [i]"That... Is so rewarding..."[/i] [b]He grinned and launched a soundwave outwards towards Ian, the air warping around the blast.[/b]
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[i] Even though Damien had destroyed the iron spears, he hadn't disintegrated them. And thus, Ian was still able to use the metal. With a flick of his fingers, the millions of pieces of iron formed in front of him and stuck together into a flat iron wall. Ian had gotten a B- in Science, but last time He checked metal reflected sound. Especially flat metal.[/i]
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Edited by Chesh I Guess: 10/21/2016 1:39:14 AM[b]While the metal stopped the blast, it shattered like glass, noise surrounding Ian but not hurting him...[/b] [i]"Clever... Then let's step it up a notch..."[/i] [b]Damien quickly launched forward, throwing his arm behind him and creating a wave to propel him forward, barreling towards Ian.[/b]
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[i] Ian held out his right hand, blue energy bursting forth from his shoulder and swirling down his arm in a fancy twisting fashion. The iron that Damien had just shattered flew in thousands of pieces to Ian's hand, but instead of cutting him up..they somehow absorbed into his skin. Soon after the iron was done rearranging, Ian's arm was no longer there. It had been replaced by a massive blade that fused to his shoulder and grew downwards.[/i] "Yeah, let's do it." [i] Ian said with a grin, sprinting towards the rushing Damien and swinging his massive blade-arm upwards at him. [/i]
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[b]As Damien moved forward, his thrusters powered on and moved him into a red engagement zone, his concussive force doubling as he charged forward fist reeling back as he aimed it for Ian's arm. On top of it, he had collected sound waves around two of his knuckles to keep his momentum and maintain the speed, almost negating wind resistance.[/b] [i]"Ka-Boom..."[/i]
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[i] The next things that happened, everything occurred in a matter of moments. Looking back, Ian couldn't acquit it to anything except pure instinct. And a little bit of stupidity. His helmets visor came up in a flash, his emerald green eyes began to glow, the irises getting swarmed in a flurry of gold until they were like liquid gold, glowing. Ian extended his free arm, air gathering around it in a swirl as he initiated his eye seals, and copied Damien's sound ability. Thrusting his palm out to meet Damien's fist, he let loose the biggest blast of sound energy he could muster, and hoped it would be enough to negate his attack. [/i]
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[b]Ian's ears immediately went numb and a ringing sensation overtook them as Damien's arm did something... Incredible. It... Absorbed the waves and kept them in a tight ball in the palm, visible sound actually radiating.[/b] [i]"Nice try, kid... But I've got contingencies like they were candy."[/i] [b]Damien holds out his palm, as if daring Ian to make a move.[/b]
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"Bastard." [i] Ian mumbled as Damien negated his attack. Of course the guy had contingencies for everything.[/i] "Any chance that arm of yours has any metal in it?" [i] Ian said with a grin, attempting to telekinetically push Damien's arm to the side while he dove the opposite direction away from it. [/i]
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[i]"Depends... Biological metals?"[/i] [b]Damien hadn't made that mistake... He had used his two favorite chemical compounds to design his arm... Midnight Rain and Dusk Dew. There was steel there, and some fabrics... But Ian moved it centimeters away... Damien wouldn't fall that easily.[/b] [i]"C'mon, kid... Let's see some water."[/i] [b]Damien grinned under his helmet as he lifted his hand and launched the waves away. He wouldn't fire such things at Ian... That'd be rude...[/b] [b]In the meantime, he had popped his flamethrowers out, blue light coming from a barrel on his wrist. Kerosine fueled infernos...[/b]
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"With pleasure." [i] Ian landed the dive with a roll, rolling and facing Damien on one knee. Ian lifted up his free arm, a barrel sprouting from the gauntlet already wet with water droplets. With a flick of his thumb, a massive amount of water at the pressure of a firehouse launched out and blasted towards Damien.[/i]
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[b]With a wicked spark, the smell of kerosine filled the air as Damien's fuel tanks unleashed the wrath of his flamethrower upon the water stream, mist and steam immediately rising up as the two extinguished each other on contact. Visibility reached zero as the sound of flame and water colliding deafened everything else...[/b] [b]Then with a click, Damien used a new trick... A flameproof mini rocket ejected from the secondary barrel of his wrist gun, launching toward Ian before splitting into a few hundred tiny orbs that held a anti personal net together. Advanced bola warfare... For the most part...[/b]
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[i] Ian, keeping his water trained on Damien's fire onslaught, brought his massive sword arm up and slashed it down in an arc, hoping to be able to cut the bola's net. It was Damien though..so probably not.[/i]
