Where am I? Trap location Who's with me? The kid What do I feel? Excited What am I thinking? Cocky! I'm gonna enjoy ripping off your wings.
Abaddon laughed at the display of power by Draco, things were off to a fun start out of the gate. He held on with his left hand to the rifle, keeping it in his grip, as the dragon tried to knock it from his grip."Tempting offers, though I think I opt for C. Ripping your wings free and mounting them on my wall."In the same moment as he finished speaking, Abaddon drew his revolver, and began using alchemy. HE pushed himself away by solidifying the sand and rock under him, creating a pillar he could stand on as it extended. He also rapidly shifted the rock under Draco into sand, and solidified it moments later in an attempt to hold the boy still.
His escape guaranteed, Abaddon swung the rock around and opened fire with the rifle and revolver both, reloading the sidearm as needed by flipping it open and closed again. He didn't use any of his hidden tricks yet, focusing on the simple preliminary test.
Kor Saiyajinkami
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Posted: Mon Nov 16, 2015 6:29 pm
As Abaddon pushed himself away, Draco retracted his claws, since keeping them in that exact location as the pillar of stone rising would have meant his acidic claws would have drawn deep into his opponents neck or possibly ripped the organic thing from the mecha-humanoid's body. That would have ended the encounter far too early.
That quip about ripping the dragon's wings off was quite amusing, because there was no way, even with his alchemy that was ever going to happen. Little did this constructed creature know the pure hell that would rain down on this universe if that kind of harm would be inflicted up the dragon prince, but that was something Draco didn't want anyone in this universe to find out just yet. THAT would come to pass soon enough. Now, it was his turn to have fun and rain down his own amount of havoc. “You think to rip off my wings Abaddon, how about I rip off your neck?”
As the pillar rose, Draco's grip slipped ever so slightly. Little did he know that stone cannot hold a dragon for more than seconds. Dragons digs through stone as children, like human children play in sandboxes and build sandcastles. But that gave Abaddon the chance to turn and fire his rifle and a revolver which he had hidden from sight previously. The projectiles couldn't miss Draco since he was so close, but he could make them bounce off the dragon's scales as if they were rubber bullets.Draco simply changed his scales composition into anti-dragonbane armor. It seemed Reaper's intel on the royal dragons was incomplete. Draco pulled back, his wings barely visible, flew up and extended his mighty, muscled legs and pushed off Abaddon's chest with his right leg and as he started to push off the the right arm with his left leg; grabbed onto the revolver and the right arm holding the gun; the dragon prince got a strange sensation running through his leg. It didn't hurt, but he recognized it. ALCHEMY! He and the other royals had birthmarks that enabled them to do something similar, their own innate abilities. That was obvious when he changed his scales to repel the bullets.Those not accustomed to their power were often shocked, some killed, if they were able to touch them. OF course, his and his mother's were hidden quite well, but this creature's was easily accessible. He held the arm tight within his grasp and practically yelled, ” So, your right arm holds something special for you. It controls your alchemy. It gave you away when I grabbed it. Making stone from sand wasn't that impressive. What other little gems were you planning on using with your vile magic? Perhaps I should just rip off the damned thing so we can have a fair fight, but you probably don't know the meaning of that do you? “
Draco knew the ills of alchemy, his mother told him of the original Reaper and his soldiers. They used alchemy in their attempt to track her down and in doing so, killed off so many of their kind. It was his mother's innate abilities that saved the dragons by creating the safe universes for them, destroying the four universes Reaper's soldiers invaded and then fighting and destroying the original Reaper. She also told him how to stop anyone using alchemy from using it. Destroy the device used to transmutate and they are helpless. Draco held firm to the arm, he would feel anytime Abaddon would start to use his alchemy. “Use it and it will be the last time. ”
"Hoo~ Boy I'm back. Man, lunch went right through me. I don't think anyone is gonna be able to step foot in that stall for another couple hundred years." Fiyah said, sighing as he walked in to see a fight going on some sort of weird screen thing. "Ooh, who's winning?" The Thief of Time inquired.
Posted: Mon Nov 16, 2015 11:28 pm
Abaddon, Owner of the VRE
Where am I? Trap location Who's with me? The kid What do I feel? Excited What am I thinking? Cocky! I'm gonna enjoy ripping off your wings.
Abaddon smirked behind his mask, the dragon boy presumed he held an advantage, being so close, and that he had to rely on alchemy itself to fight the boy. Oh how terribly, terribly wrong he was, it was almost enough to make him laugh."Fair enough, I suppose. Though you cheated first, overgrown salamander."Abaddon, tore the revolver from the dragon's grip, using his skills to holster the weapon by tossing it into his left hand (the rifle was dropped, as it was attached to him via a strap) and holstered."Better?"He would ask sarcastically as he made move to free himself of the boy's grip. His free hand shot down to the arm holding onto his wrist, aiming to grab hold at a very specific pressure point.
The humanoid hand held a specific pressure point that made control of said hand extremely easy, as it was a result of the required muscle structure to manipulate the arm. Additionally, pressing into it forced the hand open, which would in this case free his arm containing the VRE. Not only this, but Abaddon moved to throw the prince into the pillar they were now both on, granting him a position to hopefully do a bit of damage, either by breaking the arm (by holding it fully extended and applying force to the elbow incorrectly) or by straining draco's muscles, hopefully weakening him overall.
Kor:"Well right now it's pretty evenly matched, but I think the blue-haired guy who seems to be siding with Reaper has the advantage since the dragon boy is far too cocky and overconfident for his own good. If I had to guess, I don't think he's ever fought against an enemy that was somebody he didn't far outclass. Blue-hair therefore is likely to win this fight because dragon boy is completely underestimating his abilities. Well anyways, my name is Kor. What is yours?"
Kor proffers his hand out to shake Fiyah's hand in greeting as he motions him to join them sitting down on the bed watching the live stream of the fight projected onto the wall of the room across from the bed.
Posted: Tue Nov 17, 2015 11:38 am
DLS was wondering just what this mission with Aegil was accomplishing. There didn't seem to be any useful documents in this building. It seemed that anything of real value had been taken. If Aegil was getting anything he could use, he wasn't sharing that with her. In fact, he hadn't yet taken one piece of paper from the place and rifling through the files was not producing more than a few sighs from the computation genius. "I am beginning to think this is a waste of time. It seems someone took what was important. Our time could be spent better elsewhere. I sense others have been here and they were not native to this planet. Either Reaper and his allies have what you are looking for or Kor's allies on the orbiting vessel may have been less than forthcoming with their transmission. It is possible they have the documents you want and have yet to digitalize them. Would you like to go there and check next? Although I know that Reaper's allies are somewhere underground, I cannot pinpoint them here. It will take more time for me to do that." While she waited for Aegil to decide what he wanted to do, she decided to check up on Draco's status telepathically. It seemed that Draco was losing patience with his prey. She didn't think it would take much longer before he would just break the rules and annihilate it, and probably half the planet. This was getting quite interesting. She wondered how the others were seeing it. Draco could be so coy with his playthings. DLS let out a small giggle when she read Abaddon's thoughts. 'He thinks he can stop Draco from communicating with me with that thing? Does his arms maker really think that The Father created simple-minded children? The fools don't know who or what they are dealing with. And who is this father of theirs? This creature thinks he has The Father's abilities, hardly. This illusion is going to be their downfall. Alchemy is such a fragile tool in the hands of children, even one as vile as Reaper. And to think this Father of theirs is some kind of god? A god of alchemy, huh? Why don't I just destroy this universe and all in it right now? That will rid us of Reaper and this god-father complex once and for all.'Just then Aegil made some noise and pulled her concentration away from the skirmish. 'Oh well, Draco has things under control.' She turned her attention back to Aegil. "Did you find something?"
Draco smirked at being called an overgrown salamander. Abaddon's next action was not completely unexpected, but then again, he was trying to overcome a superior opponent. Transferring the handgun to his other hand was clever and then trying to hurt the dragon with pressure points had the opposite effect. Draco knew he was trying what he could to free the arm controlling his alchemy. ” This salamander is growing tired of your childish games. I can use this alchemy magic same as you. Now, let's see what it is you are hiding under this sleeve of yours. ” Draco tightened his grip on the arm with the increase in pressure from Abaddon's grip, and as he did, he focused this thoughts. Soon the arm from the elbow down was encased in dragon scales, and extension of his own leg. The dragon prince could feel the mechanics of Abaddon's VRE. They were powerful indeed. But now he had some control over the arm, if Abaddon tried to use his ultimate weapon, Draco could rip the arm off. Then the dragon prince looked Abaddon in the face, but that damned mask hid the face, so he opened his mouth and spewed his highly corrosive acid all over the mirrored mask. There was no known substance in the multiverses that had ever been able to avoid that kind of dragon demon acid. His sole purpose was to see the face of Abaddon, not hurt it, at least not yet. “ That mask has to go. I want to see what you look like.”
"Meh, doesn't really matter to me either way." Fiyah said, shurgging as he shook Kor's hand. "My real name is boring, just call me Fiyah." The Thief of Time said, taking a seat to watch the fight.
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Posted: Tue Nov 17, 2015 11:26 pm
Number I: Aegil
Aegil nodded at the Dragon's question, picking up a mostly burned file. After dusting it off, he held it up to show her. "Someone didn't want the files going into someone else's hands. But it would seem they didn't do that much of a good job destroying the documents." He flipped through the entire file and nodded. Pictures were intact, names were visible, though just barely. More than enough information to get a full reading from his computers of the likely individuals brought back to life.
"A moment, I'm going to recreate the necessary files. Would you be so kind as to ensure no one tries to stab me in the back?" He asked as he sat down with the file, and opened a mini magitek computer he kept with him.
Where am I? Trap location Who's with me? The kid What do I feel? Concerned What am I thinking? I'd rather not experience the VRE losing itself.
This was actually really bad, for reasons other than the fact Abaddon wasn't yet escaping this thing's grip. If he held too tight the VRE could automatically initiate one of its survival protocols. But damaged and without direction (such as if it were removed from his arm) that would inevitably result in a localized space-time collapse, almost certainly killing both him and the dragon kid. He had to end it fast, but he didn't quite know how. Of course, shortly after the answer came to him. The VRE had synthesized a philosopher's stone and stored it inside itself. HE could use that to his advantage here."Kid, I gotta tell ya, you're rather dull to fight. Superiority complex, demanding that your opponent not cheat, both after cheating yourself and before cheating again, under your terms anyways, it's befitting of what should be a noble species. I do hope your mother is ashamed of you, wherever she is."
The whole while, Abaddon manipulated his arm (without alchemy) to release the philo stone into his blood, hiding the source of his alchemy by having it move to a location elsewhere in him. The Stone was hidden behind the VRE, so long as it remained inactive, which meant there was truly no way the dragon could know that the actual source had moved. Which meant he had, probably, one real shot at this. He took a breathe in, and smiled."Goodbye, salamander."He whispered, mostly for his own benefit, as he activated not the VRE, but the stone he had moved and hidden away. With the attention focused on the VRE, the plan was to use the hidden stone to power a large transmutation.
Aided in fact by the 'alchemy' Draco himself provided. Normally it would have taken some tests and practice to activate the VRE to a near complete level, however with the energy that Draco had applied to the arm VRE had overclocked the system, pushing him to the fullest extent of 'Father's powers for a short time. HE had to use them now, at least partially, to free himself.
So, he used Father's Energy and Matter manipulation through the stone (now hidden in his body) to preform a very risky procedure. He used the matter manipulation to eliminate the scales around his arm by turning them into a mist, then applied large sums of force twice against Draco using the same set of powers. First, he applied an incredible force, enough to likely break a similar ammount of adamant, or at least mithril, in an attempt to break Draco's wrist. Then he elbowed at Draco, applying a second high force, likely enough to send him flying back several dozen meters (surely t send a weaker man hundreds away). In such close range, it was unlikely these forces would miss.
To top it off, he recreated his mask perfectly as it was, just to irritate the dragon.
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Draco got a glimpse of Abaddon's face when the mask disintegrated. “ For a mecha-humanoid, you aren't bad looking.” Then he felt the vibrations as Abaddon manipulated something in the arm. He wasn't quite sure what it was, but he knew it wasn't going to be anything good. When the scales disappeared into mist, he knew there was something amiss. As he got pushed back, Draco's leg and claw held tight to the arm and pulled it from it's socket. He was still holding it and he noticed a change in it's composition. He also read Abaddon's mind. 'Self destruct? I can handle this. '
Draco phased out of the area momentarily with the arm, taking it to one of Reaper's satellites that Abaddon had mentally let him know was orbiting the planet, and dropped it in their engine room. Then he phased back into the fighting arena, minus the ticking time bomb which right about now- yes- it went off. That was a good one. And a good shot at me. But it didn't hurt, if that was your intention. Now, let's see how you can fight without that little VRE thing. And, hm, what's that silly stone thing you are holding so near and dear now? And tell me, this Father of yours and his power you were testing, is he really what Reaper is planning on using to defeat his enemies, because if he is, he has already lost. You Father is no match for what MY FATHER is or the power he can have his children evoke. And for all that is holy, will you stop trying to block my thought transmissions. It's really a joke, your Dakra, is it, is not going to stop me from letting my mother and the others know what you are doing. / The dragon demon prince had had enough with this joke of a warrior. He had turned some of his scales to mist, which by the way, had already regenerated. That alone was enough to piss any dragon off, but trying to blow him up with that VRE thing was the last bit if trickery he was going to put up with. Having read his mind, which was far easier than it should have been, Draco confirmed what his mother surmised. They were hiding underground, but even his one didn't know the exact location because they got there by artificial means. There was no physical entry. The only thing left was to dispose of this guy.
He sent a message to his mother, 'Game time is over, I have won, now to dispose of him.
Aegil did find something useful in all that mess and when he asked DLS to watch his back she just rolled her eyes and said, “Of course.” There was no one near them and as she sent out mental feelers, she knew there wasn't anyone who even knew they were there. Still, putting up a barrier couldn't hurt, so that's what she did. Dragon demon queens had the ability to throw up barriers, large or small, room-sized or to shield an entire universe. Room-sized was perfect and would not attract a lot of attention from even Reaper. As she waited while Aegil finished his computer work, she got a telepathic message from her son. 'So, it's over already? I thought you were going to toy with him.' Then the whole picture was made perfect for her. The disintegration of the scales, the arm set to self-destruct and now her son getting fed up. But, at least he got some valuable information from him. Still she didn't want him to kill the mecha-human. 'Don't kill him. That would tip Reaper's hand, and I don't want anyone else knowing just how powerful you really are, not yet. Just wipe his knowledge of what you can do from his mind and put him in a coma. After that, return to the cafe and the others. We are almost done here. I will meet you there.'
Draco really wanted to rip Abaddon's head off his shoulders and devour it, but Mother said not to and he never went against her wishes in such matters. So, the dragon prince did the next best thing. ” Game time over Abaddon. I cannot say it has been fun, because it hasn't. You are not a worthy opponent.” Draco stood his ground and closed his eyes. He concentrated on Abaddon's mind. He extracted what little information he could about Reaper and his men. Then he sent a mental jolt to the mecha-humanoid which temporarily shorted out his receptors for sight, sound and movement, leaving Abaddon semi-comatose. ” That should hold you for a while, and I am certain your comrades will come looking for you... eventually. You won't die from what I did Abaddon, you just won't remember a whole hell of a lot about me, other than I whipped your puny mecha-humanoid a**.”
With that, Draco phased out and returned to the rear of the cafe, transformed back unto his more human (if not his favorite) form and rejoined the others. He went straight for the room that Kor had reserved and entered with a ”So, did I give you a good enough show or what?”
(((For those of you noticing that this post starts off the same as my previous post, if you look back you'll see I have deleted the previous one and extended it here in this post)))
Kor:"Nice to meet you Fiyah; do you want some popcorn? I don't mind sharing especially since I can always summon up some more if we run out of it."
Kor sets the enormous comically-sized popcorn bucket on the bed inbetween them next to himself and well it kinda ends up barely fitting between the two of them. Shortly after Fiyah arrived the battle between Abaddon and Draco ended with Draco winning the fight much to Kor's surprise. Just as soon as the fight ended, Draco phased back into the room.
Kor:"Well I'm glad you won. I knew you'd win."
Kor of course had lied to the dragon because of course as he had stated earlier, he thought he'd lose the fight, but it seemed like it would be best to fib a little instead of saying something that would piss off the dragon-boy. After all Kor knew that he had been convincing enough in his lie and that even tho the dragon could read his mind he knew that he wouldn't be able to read his mind. His mind was of course protected by his own abilities which were enough on their own to prevent mind reading, but to double his chances he had Tsuful tech enhancing his own natural abilities that he had to protect his thoughts from those that would want to invade them. Just as Kor started to speak, the image on the screen showed that Reaper's forces were retrieving Abaddon with haste. They even used technology to remotely teleport him back to base so that Kor and the others couldn't interfere with his retrieval.
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As soon as Abaddon is remote-teleported to Reaper's FMAB Universe Base, a doctor pulls out a syringe and injects him with basically a medicinal serum made from Sensu Beans into his blood stream as it's very apparent that he probably wouldn't be able to eat a regular Sensu Bean. Within a couple of seconds, Abaddon is fully restored almost as if he had never fought Draco in the first. The only ones in the room other than Abaddon were Reaper, the doctor, and Dakra.
Reaper:"We saw everything Abaddon. It seems that you should've taken our help in upgrading your VRE system like we offered when you first were placed under my employment. If you had, I'm sure you would've won that fight no problem. Well seeing as you no longer have it, we'll just have to provide you with the better version of it that we've made in case you changed your mind. We knew that you'd need one, so we went and had it developed anyways. Dakra take him back to your lab so you can implement the new system and make any last minute adjustment to it so that he'll be satisfied with it, ok?"
Dakra:"Yes sir. Well then follow me Mr. Abaddon."
Dakra lead Abaddon back to his lab. When they arrived, led them to the section where all the best R&D projects were made. In a glass-like case there was what appeared to be a robot.
Dakra:"Well this is your new VRE system. We plan on fusing it into your body so that unlike your old one that was just a replacement for your missing arm, this one will be fully integrated into your body and you'll be able to control it much better seeing as it'll be a part of you."
Dakra hands Abbadon a tablet that provides all the details of the new VRE system.
Dakra:"Do you have any questions about the new VRE system &/or any requests for additional features?"
(((Hey Vex we can further discuss all the specifications that it will have in either PMs or posts in the OOC thread, ok?)))
Kor's "Well I'm glad you won. I knew you'd win." was a bold-faced lie, and Draco knew it, just by the tone of his voice. There was no telepathy needed. That much enthusiasm from the saiyan had to be forced. His mother was right to warn him not to completely trust anything Kor said or did. Still, this was not the time or the place to pick a fight. He would have his chance to rid this and all the other multiverses of the Kor scourge later; that is if his mother didn't beat him to it. So, Draco played along. “ Thanks, Kor. But it wasn't much of a fight. Abaddon relied too much on alchemy and had no real fighting skill. Humanoids, even mechanical ones, rely on tricks like alchemy or fancy weapons to fight. I didn't even break a sweat. All I did was hold hands with him.” And basically, Draco was right. He didn't do much else. Well, except one little push off his chest which got him nowhere and then destroying his mask. That was fun. And for a humanoid, at least he wasn't as bad to look at as this motley crew.
The dragon prince looked around and found a place in the corner to squat and wait for his mother and Aegil to return. He perused the room and noticed the new guy. This one's mind was just as open as the others' but somewhat more organized. This was a trained fighter, and that interested Draco. Still, being that close to Kor, he decided to keep his distance for now. Frenemies, as his mother referred to them, needed to be kept at wing's distance and not trusted any further than they could be seen.
Suddenly he felt extremely thirsty. He was used to heat from the volcano back home; but that was steamy heat. The desert here had absolutely no humidity in the atmosphere. Draco really should have gone to that watering hole he saw while scouting for Reaper's hideout and gotten replenished before returning here, but he didn't. So instead, he walked over to the table and saw there was still tea left from earlier. No one seemed interested in it, so, he helped himself to the remaining amount. It wasn't much but would hold him until the night when he would visit that pond he saw earlier.
As he was drinking the last of the tea, he looked up to see some of Reaper's men picking up Abaddon's body and then vanish with it. ”Damn! I was hoping to keep him under wraps a while longer. I guess I blew up the wrong satellite with his VRE arm. Should have blinded them from seeing what I had done to the little guy. He sighed. “Oh well, his mind won't do them much good. I wiped it clean of anything useful they could use. “ Of course, what Draco didn't say was that he got a load of information from Abaddon's mind before he sent him to -what was it the human's called it- oh yes- la la land. But that would wait until his mother returned. That information would be for her first and she would decide what to share with the others. He glanced at Sedhor's cards on the table, placed a finger on the one marked as his then quipped. ” These cards tell a strange tale. Please stop referring to me as a brash, untamed lizard kid. I am a dragon demon prince. I use my reputation for having a temper to my advantage. Did you really think I would lose self-control with that thing I was toying with? He leaned in closer and whispered, ” You keep underestimating The Father's dragon demon children. Your cards do not tell the entire story FATE. Keep turning your cards over, you might be surprised what they reveal next about us.” Draco wasn't being arrogant, he was being truthful. Sedhor may not think of them as siblings, but like it or not, they were. Then he walked quietly to the corner, sat and closed his eyes to nap; but a dragon demon never closes his mind or his senses to anything around him. Never think that he does.
Posted: Thu Nov 19, 2015 2:06 pm
Abaddon, Owner of the VRE
Where am I? Trap location Who's with me? The kid What do I feel? Concerned What am I thinking? I'd rather not experience the VRE losing itself.
He shrugged a bit as he was handed the tablet. Perhaps it had been his sense of nostalgia, or penance, or whatever, but the old VRE had served him well for the time he had it long before meeting Reaper and coming under his employ. Tabbing through the various featuers, he frowned."Make the right arm still look like my old one. It served as a good lesson, and it might throw someone off guard. And if you could, an emergency ability to grab my revolver from across the floor would be nice."He put the tablet down and rubbed his stump a bit. It might be nice to have a new arm, though he'd have to get used to the phantom pain going over real flesh and blood.
