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 Posted: Sat Oct 02, 2010 2:59 pm
Raine saw Ace again, was she okay? What was going on? She didn't have time to think, instead she rushed over to Ace and knelt beside her. "Ace?" She lightly shook her arm, as if that's what she needed to do to wake her up.
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Posted: Sat Oct 02, 2010 4:33 pm
Let's have some fun! This beat is sick!
OMG, Starfox reference! Do a barrel roll! whee
I wanna take a ride on your disco stick!
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Posted: Sat Oct 02, 2010 5:33 pm
((Okay, I'm not exactly sure what Ashtara did to Deamon...I think she sort of tried to piggy-back him or something...Anywho...))
ENEMY TARGET APPRO-
Daemon turned around only to feel the brunt force of Ashtara's knees slam into his chest. But unlike a human, the feeling was just that, a feeling, and it held no significance to him.
His right hand gripped the opposite side of Ashtara's neck and tossed her human for from him.
CURRENT PHYSICAL OUTPUT: 30%.
Glancing over at Ace he saw the avian-human had gone to her side. While Deamon didn't trust her, he assumed Ace would be in good hands, currently he had some business to take care of.
(( gonk The writting portion of my brain is broken.))
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Posted: Sat Oct 02, 2010 5:35 pm
Let's have some fun! This beat is sick!
Writer's block sucks! scream
Must think of something. confused
I wanna take a ride on your disco stick!
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Posted: Sat Oct 02, 2010 10:01 pm
Dalia hesitated as the target moved away. As much as she hated backing down from a fight, this one seemed to not be hers to fight. Her antennae scanned to check vitals, then it dawned upon her, through all this fray she had not seen Special. Quickly she ran beside her, regrettably shifting some dirt right onto her. "Are you alright," she said in the weakest tone her system could create.
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Posted: Sat Oct 02, 2010 10:26 pm
Let's have some fun! This beat is sick!
Special barely noticed Dalia as she accidentally kicked dirt at her. When Dalia asked whether Special was alright, she slowly looked up at her. She had heard that question so many times and she had always stayed strong and said yes. Now she realized that she wasn't alright, that this feeling of weakness and vulnerability was not going to just go away. Ignoring it just shoved the feeling aways, but they could always resurface later. Now Ace's life was in danger and Special couldn't even bring herself to do anything. Holding back incoming tears, Special replied, "I'm not alright. I might never be alright ever again. My life is just falling apart and I feel like I can't do anything about it!" She quickly shoved her face into her hands, not wanting anyone to see her tears.
I wanna take a ride on your disco stick!
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Posted: Sat Oct 02, 2010 10:55 pm
"What is it I can do," she asked. It felt bizarre to be so selfless, but then again that was what she was fighting for. Without others helping out they were all fighting alone in an endless war.
"I can outfit you a weapon, I can fly to the end of the world if you need to go, or I can try and breath artificial life through the knowledge I know. How may I help?," she said in a weak voice, hoping that her slow tone didn't show her pain.
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Posted: Sat Oct 02, 2010 11:06 pm
Let's have some fun! This beat is sick!
Wiping the tears from her eyes, Special mumbled, "I just want to be strong again, to be my old self." She felt so ashamed of herself. She had fallen so far in last little while.
I wanna take a ride on your disco stick!
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Posted: Sat Oct 02, 2010 11:23 pm
"You are strong though. How many other people have fought so many robots, helped others, and you still don't run from those who fear you. You don't need to prove you are a fighter, just rally your troops and keep up moral or everyone will attack aimlessly at every opposition and who knows how many fatalities will happen. Also, some fights you have to back down and take the back seat, but that just shows you are strong enough to know when you'll get killed. Now if you'll hand me your fan I'll outfit it with some of this stealthy madman's super strong tech and give you the most bad@$$ plasma charge imprinted recall fan ever, that way you wont' lose it again."
These speeches are becoming a habit....maybe I got into the wrong profession she thought to herself.
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Posted: Sat Oct 02, 2010 11:56 pm
Let's have some fun! This beat is sick!
Special frowned throughout Dalia's speech. It was certainly inspiration, but it would take more than that to cheer her up. Then she heard the words "badass plasma charge imprinted recall fan", which instantly caught her attention. Her fan had always been something she was proud of. People had laughed at her when she wielded it against them. Those people were now dead, most likely with a poison dart lodged in some important organ. Now Dalia was offering her a chance to turn to turn her fan into an even more deadlier weapon in her hands. Special could not turn this down. Acting unusually peppy for someone who was so depressed, Special shouted, "I would looooove if you would improve my fan!" She quickly offered it to Dalia.
I wanna take a ride on your disco stick!
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Posted: Sun Oct 03, 2010 12:06 am
A 8bit smile crossed across her screen. "Gladly, hand it over and I'll go to work," she said extending her hand out. Now to let her craftiness shine.
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Posted: Sun Oct 03, 2010 12:11 am
Let's have some fun! This beat is sick!
Special quickly placed the lace fan in Dalia's hand. She was absolutely giddy now, so excited about her fan becoming a deadly battle weapon. She had completely forgotten her old troubles and was almost oblivious to the chaos occurring around her.
I wanna take a ride on your disco stick!
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Posted: Sun Oct 03, 2010 12:38 am
Dalia nodded and bolted to Daemon's work station, hopping between blows in the fray at hand. With a bit of looking she found some scraps of the same metal she found earlier in Ace's shop, and a few radiating battery packs in a drawer, not to mention some wiring and a with some tools she kept with her, she could whip it up in no time at all.
She barrel-rolled through the battle again, ducking behind a bush and throwing all the pieces together.
First she placed the fan in full extension and split the it into blades, adding a spacer between each one and a plating on one side first. Inside, she placed a battery to each blade(this thing is going to be a bit heavy at full charge, but at 75% it should be perfect), melting a few wires to the top of each one. With the flares of her own scythe hand she fused the neon tubes to some external energy ports she'd picked up some time ago but had never found a good use for, and fit in a finger imprint pad onto the bottom before placing the lightweight metal over top.
Slowly, with her blue glowing scythe she pressed each blade firm, sealing it with a smooth, clean, line on each side at both the top and bottom. She held it in it's middle and snapped it together and extended it again. Now this was going to be an epic weapon.
Dalia rolled over to Special and placed it within her hand. "Ok, this is the best I could do quickly. It's a lightweight alloy Daemon developed...one that I'm jealous you have, I'd personally lover it myself, when fully extended each fan blade has an independent unit powering a small generated burst of energy from the end, so keep it away from your face. As far as the imprinting, see the thumb button at the bottom, hold your thumb there for about ten seconds and it'll record your DNA signature and also serves as a nice grip when in battle. Try it out."
I thought I'd get creative. ^_^
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Posted: Sun Oct 03, 2010 12:45 am
I promise I didn't kill your original fan. It's the core, the blood if you will, keeping it balanced and fluid.
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Posted: Sun Oct 03, 2010 12:45 am
Let's have some fun! This beat is sick!
OMG, that is epic! whee
Special gawked at her fan as Dalia placed it in her hands. It looked completely different, with the plating and all. She placed her thumb on the fingerprint scanner as told and asked, "When you say that it shoots a small generated burst of energy, do you mean a laser?" Special's eyes sparkled at the prospect of that.
I wanna take a ride on your disco stick!
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