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 Posted: Tue May 09, 2006 9:37 am
Post 17 Slowly the mist that identified the existence of the Keno replications faded into nothingness, as they all vanished under the realization that Protean and his familiar were still obsessively trying to gain more power. Keno himself came across a tactic he himself hadn't used in a long while. Protean obviously had a skill somewhat similar to his Disperse, but following different physical laws. The black tiger had craned his neck to the right so as to take the kick to the neck, but being immediately phased through and grabbed from behind was a shock and an annoyance. One, he didn't see it coming, and two, the feeling of having some....thing pass through your body, as opposed to around like Keno did, was a bit disconcerting.
The shot to the spine hurt like all hell, and reminded Keno of the burning within his arm and lower torso from earlier. But he quickly grasped the concept of Pro's attack and simply Dispersed, letting the ethereal Protean phase back and forth striking nothing. Now Keno had a burning arm, sore neck, bruised back, and a sharp pain in the abdomen. He began ignoring them once again like had been doing and focused on his next move.
Slowly the Mineral which had thus far been idly coating the floor of the ring began to Disperse much like Keno had, as though bleeding into the air itself. What was beneath should scare the life out of Protean, but chances are he wouldn't be able to identify what had just happened. What was revealed was a giant taoist yin yang, one side being the tiger and the dragon's eye, the other being the dragon and the tiger's eye. This was Keno's most powerful attack and it would be strong enough to even drain Alastor Gaurdian of the all the power it had stolen, if not simply destroy it or return it to its dormant form.
Earlier in the match when Keno struck the ground and released his Mineral, he took the opportunity to release free energy into the ring. However, the quick strike would not imbed the crest under the tile so the Mineral had in fact served two purposes by cloaking this seal. Free energy, because of it's nature, has an extremely faint signature, if one at all. Because of that the many clones of Keno served to distract both Alastor and Protean from even noticing it. After all, why would anyone leave his only weapon sitting idly on the ground for all that time? But now it was too late for either to escape. The seal was released, trapping Keno, Protean, and Alastor within. The barrier that contained them wasn't a normal barrier. It was the free energy itself and was now feeding on the energies of the three individuals, draining them each slowly for now, but would eventually began to drain faster and faster. Any attempts to escape, even the phasing abilities of Pro and Keno would prove useless or the energy neutralization that Zero possessed would prove useless, and may even be fed on if it utilized any ki.
Keno realized that even if he remained Dispersed, the ferocity of his attack would destroy every particle of air within the container, which had risen as a straight pillar to the ceiling as opposed to the traditional dome. This way, the only means of escape would be a ring out. But at the same time, he would need a trump to survive the attack himself. Good thing he always had one. Within an instant a second Dispersed Keno came into view at full power. (multiply the number in my profile by 100) This clone was using Tiger Strike over his entire body and was gone in a huge blur, banging against the walls of the Taoist technique as if trying to break free, but inevitably merely feeding it.
Protean, and more specifically Alastor, had made a grave error in draining so much of Keno's energy because of the nature of this attack, which they would come to discover soon enough. Only one person could dispell it, and he too was now in constant motion. His feet were glowing with ki as well, also using Tiger Strike, and his speed was now doubled. Further still, his power was still rising steadily, indicating he was still preparing for the final strike. His senses were at their peak now and he wouldn't let either of them touch him. It was Protean's move now. He had one move to cancel the attack, and if he failed, he had better have his own trump or he would be near death in no time.
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Posted: Tue May 09, 2006 10:17 am
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Posted: Tue May 09, 2006 10:19 am
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Posted: Tue May 09, 2006 10:22 am
((Sounds fantastic. I'll see you later.
Try not to have too much fun.))
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Posted: Tue May 09, 2006 10:53 am
Post 18
So far, Protean's strategy was working like a charm. He managed to land a few decent hits upon Keno's body before the Dispersal technique rendered physical strikes all but useless. At that point, he suddenly stopped as if catching a faint sound from the wolves that floated overhead. That was around the time the Taosist Dragon/Tiger Seal made itself known below himself and the Black Tiger. Ice blue eyes widened considerably with the realization of what that meant for himself and especially for Alastor Guardian.
From what he knew of the attack, the seal supposedly trapped beings within a small area, much like a jar housing insects, and then drained everyone caught within it of energy while simultaneously dealing damage. Right at the moment, the only course of action that Protean could take would be to further shift his body into the ethereal plane until there was hardly anything there in this dimension. After all the less of him there was to hit and drain, the less dangerous it would be. But even so, too much time trapped in here would eventually drain him dry even while like that.
Protean could already feel his strength being sapped from his system as he looked down to see Alastor Guardian in much worse shape than him. The ghost knight had already fallen down to one knee and could barely hold himself up with the axe he weilded. The floor down below was practically glowing with the power of the seal. "Wait a minute...", Protean thought. "That's it!" An instant later, Protean was barreling down for the floor with the Wind Runner once again.
It may have been true that the walls of the Seal could contain anything, intangability or not. But the technique didn't say anything about the floor being the same way. Besides, the ring out rule didn't say anything about going below the ring. With a thought, the black knight that was Alastor Guardian had dissapated into a fine black mist and the axe it was carrying had reappeared in Protean's hand, now ethereal like the rest of him. The wolven spirits had taken their escape through the cieling to get away from having their essences drained. An instant later, Protean had taken his axe and passed through the floor and gotten below the seal drawing, thus escaping it's influence and leaving Keno the only one it was able to catch.
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Posted: Tue May 09, 2006 11:57 am
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Posted: Tue May 09, 2006 1:06 pm
(( Rawr. Ichi has a headache. ))
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Posted: Tue May 09, 2006 2:36 pm
(( *pokes her head in* Helloooooo...?))
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Posted: Tue May 09, 2006 3:01 pm
((Yup, Pro's still see-through and stuff below ground and below the seal.))
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Posted: Tue May 09, 2006 3:07 pm
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The Fierce Deity Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue May 09, 2006 3:30 pm
<< ninja ::shunkanpoofs in:: ninja >> ::The tall Orinian blinks a few times, surprised at this turn of events. He remains high up in the rafters of the stadium, watching the entire match between the werewolf and the black tiger go down. Though having known Keno for some time now, he rarely sees this move performed. As a matter of fact, he's having a hard time remembering the last time he actually saw it being used.
Even worse, due to the modification of the containment chamber, the attack is aimed to destroy the ceiling as well. With only seconds to spare before the attack goes off, and with relative little attention now being paid to either fighter, the Mystic Orinian dives off of the horizontal iron beam upon which he stands, flying up to the slit in the ceiling, which indicates where one half of the roof rotates underneath the other. Luckily, Keno placed the Taoist away from the center of the ring, otherwise it would have taken out parts of both sides of the ceiling. The repair would be easy and automatic, though it'd still be a pain to clean up.
A blur through the air, Deity comes to a sudden halt, slipping his right hand up and into the narrow crevice. Bearing his sharpened teath, he narrows his eyes and lets out a quiet growl as he thrusts his arm out, swinging it forward and down and literally hurling the massive structure of metal in the opposite direction. As though it weighs only a few pounds, the huge mechanism glides freely along the track built for this purpose, though at a speed not intended for it.
It slides all the way around until it looms up behind Deity now, latching into place underneath the second, larger half of the ceiling. Though he may've been able to do this without a terrible lot of strain at a lower strength, Deity wanted to open the ceiling quickly, doing so by having his power jump to an astounding 5 billion. If he had been at full power, there is no doubt that he would've torn off the ceiling panel.::<< ninja ::lepoof:: ninja >>
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Posted: Tue May 09, 2006 3:38 pm
< >
Post 19
As far as Keno was concerned, this was now nothing but a waiting game. From what he could discern, Pro wasn't exactly like Keno when he became more permeable. He guessed that Pro would either wear away slowly by remaining like that or simply re-emerge of his own will. To any event he still existed partially between this tangible world and whichever intangible one he phased into. That meant that the part of him in this world would still be hit pretty hard once he came back.
But he could always re-emerge through the floor outside of the ring. That would leave him mostly unharmed. But the force of the attack would be more than strong enough to force him to be imbedded into whichever wall was behind him. That wouldn't mean a ring out, but it meant he couldn't escape this attack unless he wanted to push himself beyond the ability to move, which would mean a disqualification since he would be unable to fight back...although the match was almost over anyway so that didn't matter much either.
Slowly Keno began to bleed out his Mineral to serve one last purpose. Rather than form into a weapon out of it, he merely formed it over his body as an armor to protect him from the blast. The Mineral never deteriorated, but instead would sing or seemingly melt. Keno never had to protect himself from his own attack, so he was hoping it would endure long enough for him to emerge outside of the ring after the explosion and shockwave. His body didn't resemble the huge form he had once taken against Tali, but instead resembled was a portrait of himself, the Mineral condensing upon him to provide the best resistance. Then above his left palm was formed a solid black ball. It was his most powerful energy ball, the Kagetama. He prepared to throw it, but second guessed his decision and approached the south wall of the barrier.
((Since this is a waiting game I have to fast forward to the part where Pro re-emerges.))
Once he saw Pro, he immediately shot his arm into the wall with all the force he could muster. The strength of the ball was well over anything Keno's natural power could see, so if the Mineral gave way, he'd be long gone. The force of the explosion was indeed tremendous. Even under the Mineral, which was warping and churning on the surface, but so far holding up against his skin, he could feel the heat and feel the death that was awaiting him should he not escape. It was a pure adrenaline rush that slowed the flow of time around him. He saw the shockwave emit and immediately began to head out.
For no real reason he noticed the ceiling had been opened by someone at some time. He was too drawn into his own battle to have noticed. lThe force of the explosion shot through the gaping hole, the only spot not trying to contain it. The air was starting to cool now as a huge mushroom cloud began to grow and spread above the club. Keno faced the ring and kept himself idle in the air. The he wasn't afraid of being knocked onto the ground because of the weight of the Mineral and his Drift ability. Either would be more than enough.
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Posted: Tue May 09, 2006 3:40 pm
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Posted: Tue May 09, 2006 3:42 pm
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Posted: Tue May 09, 2006 3:49 pm
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