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Posted: Tue Jan 09, 2007 2:41 pm
Gareth looked up at Chronic's attack just as it happened, taking the full flurry of blows right to the head and chest, simultaneously suffering from an epileptic seizure because of the flashing bright lights. He tried to throw on his shock reaction and give himself a boost of adrenaline to get out of there, but unfortunately it was a fatal mix and his heat stopped beating as the arteries feeding into it burst simultaneously, leaving him crumpled over and dead on the node.
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Posted: Tue Jan 09, 2007 3:32 pm
((Go to hell, Inaluke. -_o))
As Gareth plummeted to the ground, Chronic followed him with a lethal charged kick from his grieve. He connected with Gareth's head, blood from it flying in every direction. He then searched his body for his handguns, and in no time at all, found them. He immediately kicked his corpse into the air and fired rapidly with Ebony & Ivory, each shot charged with demonic energy. The shots came out as rapidly as they would from an automatic. These shots would keep Gareth in the air until he stopped. Once he had his fill of gunslinging, he jumped up once again, doing a double flip kick, and knocking Gareth up above the clouds. He would drop down to the ground and wait for Gareth to do the same.
You were a real thorn in my side, you know that? Now it's over...
He held out his left hand and began absorbing Gareth's essence into it. His body would slowly fade, until a pair of daggers materialized in each Chronic's hands.
Nobody takes my ******** guns....
And with that, Chronic walked away, wiping Gareth's blood from his gauntlets and sheathing the daggers inside his coat.
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Posted: Fri Jan 12, 2007 7:16 pm
Krono found himself walking slowly through a forest. He let out a slight sigh just as the wind picked up in a slight gust, muffling the sigh. The wind blew his golden hair about gently and his black leather overcoat flapped in the care free wind. He closed his eyes as he felt the wind blow against his pale skin and took a deep breathe.
His hands had been resting on the hilts of his dual katanas, but he had sensed no danger nearby and felt as if it were time to relax, afterall he didn't get those often. He opened up his eyes and regarded all the trees that were around him. They all seemed to be sturdy and if need be he would be able hide in them for cover, even jump from tree to tree for a quick get away. He found his mind wandered like that, he liked to figure out ways to escape out of places and things that would prove to be a tactical advantage to him in a battle, its just how his mind worked.
"Maybe I'm just wound up to tight for my own good." He stopped walking and ran a gloved hand through his hair. "But then again if you're a warrior with enemies, you have to be on your toes..." He smirked and shook his head before continuing to walk. "It seems talking to myself has grown on me...maybe I'm going crazy again."
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Posted: Fri Jan 12, 2007 7:44 pm
Chronic, roughly three days after his encounter with Gareth, had now replaced his broken swords with newly equipped ones. The two were strapped across his back in an X. One Seemed to be pure silver, while the other shot off electricity at random moments. The electric one had bat wings on its hilt. Along with these, strapped vertically was some sort of rocket launcher with a large blade on the end. He still wore his grieves, but where the old light gauntlets had been, were now red ones that seemed to be emanating an extreme heat.
He jumped from branch to branch in the forest. The branches wouldn't so much as move as he landed on them. He had now changed out of his red jacket so his movement wouldn't be restricted if he met up with the one he was searching for. He now just wore a tight black long-sleeved shirt with a crimson vest and matching pants.
I'm getting closer ....I can sense it.
He continued jumping from tree to tree until a strange energy caught his attention. He sprung toward it, staying in the trees until it was in his range of sight. A blonde man was walking through the forest on the ground below him. Chronic snarled.
Who the hell talks to themselves? ...You know you're a nutjob when...
He quickly reached to his holsters and pulled out his black and white handguns. He twirled them on his fingers a few times and tossed them into the air, catching them in the opposite hands before jumping off the branch and doing a half-flip in mid-air, firing down rapidly with a rain of bullets at this new person.
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Posted: Fri Jan 12, 2007 7:56 pm
Before his attacker had come in and began firing at him, he had both heard something jumping through the trees and muttering, but couldn't focus on what the words were. He sighed and nodded to himself, "That is the reason why I am the way I am..partly..."
He acted as if this were routine and without looking up, Krono had unsheathed Abel and began twirling it at rapid speed above his head, deflecting all the bullets. As the bullets came down more rapidly Krono performed a carthweel without using his hands so he could still deflect bullets. When he was out of the range of fire which was in mid cartwheel, he sheathed his sword and pulled out Chaos and Emperor. If it was a fire fight this son of a b***h wanted, thats what he would get.
Krono smirked and began firing his revolvers in rapid succession at the man who was in the air. This movement was pulled off in quick succession to his opponents attack. The shells he was currently firing were charged with angelic energy, in hopes that they would be more effective against this particular individual.
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Posted: Fri Jan 12, 2007 8:15 pm
Chronic quickly used some sort of telekinetic force and pushed himself, forcing a mid-air jump, and backflipped in order to evade the shells. He quickly dropped down to the ground and began firing directly at his shells with his bullets, each one charged with demonic energy. This would cause a violent reaction in each collision. They would all seem to melt as they met, letting out an eerie screech as they did so. Chronic cocked a brow, but continued firing. His new-found split-second precognition allowed him to see where each shot would be ahead of time.
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Posted: Fri Jan 12, 2007 8:25 pm
He wtached as his foe dropped down near him and shifted his fire according so. As the bullets collided they let off a high-pitched squeel and seemed odd to him, but strangely familiar as well. Seeing as this would just be a deadlock of firing their pistols, Krono opened one of his interdimensional portals beneath his feet and he fell threw.
While he was in the alternate dimension, still falling Krono had holstered his guns and landed on what seemed to be thin air. He walked forward a bit to where his weapons hung and he smirked as he took the buster rifle up and nodded slowly. No doubt his enemy would be wondering just where the hell he had gone but Krono liked to keep his enemies geussing.
He fell through another portal which took him way above the battlefield where they were and he launched off a round from the buster rifle and then fell through another portal, where he dropped off his guns so they could recharge in their place with his other weapons and ran through another portal which took him to a tree nearby where he saw the dust from the impact that was kicked up.
He had no way of telling if the colossal beam had actually hit his foe at all or not so he kept his senses about him and his hands on the hilts of his katanas, ready to counter attack at any second.
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Posted: Fri Jan 12, 2007 8:40 pm
Chronic became confused as his opponent disappeared. During the period of time where nothing was happening, he holstered his handguns. Moments later, he saw a colossal beam flying down from above. He quickly planted his feet and drew both his swords and crossed them above him, in an attempt to either deflect the blast or absorb some of it so it wouldn't be as devastating. The blades shook, and the one with the bat wings seemed to speak in a demonic tongue as they held the blast. After only a few seconds, Chronic uncrossed his swords in some kind of X slash, sending the blast back up into the sky. Portions of his clothes and the ground around his were scorched, however.
"....What is it with everyone ruining my clothes nowadays?"
He kept the blades drawn and closed his eyes, attempting to sense where his opponent had disappeared to. While his eyes were closed, his shadow slunk away from him and around the trees until it came to Krono. It stopped behind him, and hid itself in Krono's shadow. It would move around and follow him until it was needed. Sensing Krono, Chronic quickly jumped into a tree, and without warning, jumped down and pointed his two blades toward him in an attempt to skewer him twice in one attempt.
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Posted: Fri Jan 12, 2007 8:51 pm
A brief moment in the aftermath of the large blast Krono felt something was....wrong and he couldn't quite place what it was. The best he could put it to was that something just didn't seem right. He didn't have long to dwell on it as he realized that this ne foe was plumeting down at him, attempting to make hima Krono-ka-bab.
He quickly unsheathed his dual katanas Cain and Abel and waited for his opponent to draw a few inches closer before quickly slashing both his blades out of the way. There was a loud ring of metal slashing against metal as this happened and when his foe was very close Krono performed a backflip, hoping that his thick boots would connect in a hit on the body. When the flip brought him to the trunk of the tree he kicked off of it with considerable force and front-flipped in the air.
"Foolish headstrong attacks leave you open."
In the middle of the flip he sheathed his swords and drew his two guns. He smirked as he followed through with the flip and sent a barage of explosive shells at where the man had tried to skewer him. He landed on the ground and imediately performed a side roll to the right, away from the scorched earth that was left from his buster rifle assault and continued a barrage of explosive shells. He didn't know if he was hitting his foe but he did know the tree was getting blown to hell and starting to light on fire.
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Posted: Sat Jan 13, 2007 9:01 am
Chronic was knocked back against a tree as Krono connected with his backflip kick. He quickly got back to his feet, and jumped up high into the tree. Once he saw it catching on fire, it gave him an idea and he sheathed both swords on his back. He jumped high in the air and charged fire energy in his gauntlets, slamming down hard toward his opponent. Whether it hit or not, The ground would then instantly swell up in a conflagration that would surround Chronic and would set everything in a 100 meter radius ablaze.
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Posted: Sat Jan 13, 2007 9:12 am
Krono saw his foe shoot forth from the tree and come down slamming hard with what looked like fire gauntlets. This guy sure did like this kind of attack krono thought he was fixated with a death from above tactic or something. He leaped out of the way of the immediate attack, and watched as the blow connected with the earth, and to his surprise he saw it instantly go ablaze.
Krono couldn't do anything to avoid the inevitable and landed in the blazing heat for a brief second before opening a portal beneath him and allowing him to fall through. While falling he got rid of his black overcoat so he was just wearing his basic T-shirt and fell through another portal, bringing him above the battlefield once more. He unsheathed Cain and threw it through a portal to the left which would open up behind Chronic in an attempt to stab him. He then sent a mini barrage of angelic charged rounds before holstering his guns.
Krono closed his eyes as two objects began to protrude from his back where two holes he had cut in his shirt were. In a swift motion, two black wings shot forth from his back, feathers as black as midnight and he used these to carry him to the top of a tree out of the inferno area. He would stand and wait for his opponent to make the next move and if his sword had missed, ready at any moment to make it pursue his attacker if need be, or return to him depending on the situation.
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Posted: Sat Jan 13, 2007 9:35 am
Chronic saw the katana coming, but was unable to dodge entirely, and it went clean through his left arm. He then moved his arm around rapidly, using the blade which was impaled in his arm to deflect the bullets coming at him until the barrage subsided. Quickly, he pulled the katana out of his arm, and looked straight up to where his opponent appeared. He quickly threw it upward toward him, blade pointing straight up. He then pulled out Ebony, the black handgun of his set. Without having to so much as aim, he quickly shot point black on the hilt of the airborne katana, forcing it to go forward at an incredible rate.
He quickly holstered Ebony and pulled out the rocket launcher on his back and held it upward. Hundreds of heat-seeking missiles flew out from compartments on the side and began to follow his opponent.
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Posted: Sat Jan 13, 2007 10:07 am
Krono smirked as he saw the blade strikes his foe in the arm. However his little smile had faded when he saw it had almost no effect on his foe in the slightest. He watched as his katana was sent flying back to him, the process made quicker by that shot from his gun. Krono merely stepped to the side, keeping himself up with his wings and snatched the sword out of the air, whirling it a few times before holding it in front of him as if to say 'welcome home'.
He then reseumed his place on the top of the tree, back still towards his foe. It was at this point Krono heard the launching of several missiles, no doubt they were going to be following him. He rolled his eyes and sighed.
"What a pain..."
Krono performed a backflip over the leading missile that would have hit him and when he was straigh again, used his wings to carry him up a little higher, dodgin another one. He then let himself drop, dodgin another few missiles that would've hit him in his previous location. As he fell he landed on the first missile which had circled around to hit him.
Krono then sheathed his sword and pulled out Chaos & Emperor and fired at the pursuing missiles with explosive rounds, taking care of a good few of them. He glanced forward and saw a missile heading straigh for him. reacting quickly he holstered his guns and drew Abel before leaping into the air persorming a front flip with his sword out, slicing clean through the missile and having it explode behind him on either side. He smirked before sheathing his sword and stepping back a little.
This caused the missile to arch upwards as if to perform a loop. Krono unsheathed both Cain and Abel and performed a series of quick slashes as he fell. He weaved in and out of the missiles, makign careful attention not to get hit by them. His wings were the hardest to manuever but he managed to do it despite the close calls he had during the decent.As he landed on the ground not far off from Chronic, a series of explosions could be seen up in the sky as the remaining missiles had been slashed to pieces and subsequently exploded. He sheathed his swords once more, drew chaos and held it straight up in the air. He pulled the trigger once and smirked as the missile he had been riding on blew up. It had been beralling down towards him.
Krono then tapped the tip of his gun against his chin and looked at Chronic. Gotta hand it to you...you're good for some fun."
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Posted: Sat Jan 13, 2007 10:28 am
Chronic smirked
"You're not so bad yourself...."
With that, he rested the rocket launcher on his shoulder and fired off the blade at one of the few remaining trees in the area. The blade stuck into the trunk of the tree near the top, and the attached chain pulled Chronic up to it and into the branches.
"Feel free to die when you've had enough."
Chronic simply sat down on the branch and put the rocket launcher back in its place on his back. His doppelganger then began to materialize behind Krono from his own shadow. It assumed Chronic's form and unsheathed the silver sword from his back without so much as a noise and began slashing viciously at Krono's back. He would follow it up with a flurry of stabs and if unstopped, end by planting the blade in the ground and spinning on it at an extreme speed in an attempt to kick his opponent with each rotation.
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