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 Posted: Fri Dec 01, 2006 6:32 pm
An indigo blur shot through the sky, sunlight bouncing crazily off of its metal-encrested hide. The screech of the beast echoed through the empty, blue sky, sounding not unlike a giant bird of prey. Without warning, the Jerk snapped its wings together and dropped like a stone. Faster and faster it plummeted towards the ground, spinning, spiraling, the wind screaming as it whipped past. And inside the cockpit, the pilot of said zoid was in nothing less than ectasy.
"WHOOOOO-HOOOOO!"
This was crazy! Insane! They could die, pulling a stunt like this! And Ven was leaning forward, grinning, his eyes wide with the adreniline rush and pure pleasure of bursting through the clouds. Hands shaking, turning white underneath his gloves, Ven pulled hard on the controls, the Jerk nearly skimming the ground before shooting back up into the sky. How could anyone be content with a ground zoid? The feeling of racing away from your troubles, effortlessly riding on the wind's breath...Ven whooped again, oblivious to any who might hear, and prepared to take the Jerk down once more. Flying rocked!Rainbow Jerk Empire ? Bird Type Aerial scout and attack Class: E Height: 12.6 meters Depth: 20.9 meters Weight: 45.0 tons Max. Speed: 2.5 mach Statistics HP: 290 EP: 25 AM: 30 DF: 20 Weapons: Wing Blades -AT: 120 - EP: 3 Special Ability: Parakulyzer (dice must land on a 6 to use this special ability) -AT: 220 -EP: 15
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Posted: Fri Dec 01, 2006 7:10 pm
It's a bird, it's a plane! It's a... dragon? No, there was more to it than that- it was a zoid. A fast one at that, skimming over clouds like a brief violet and black smudge against the sky, pivoting every now and then. It was a lazy day for the inventor, even at speeds excelling a cruising speed of mach two. She would fly to the town that had spoken of rare parts on the web currents by mid-afternoon. Those were her plans, anyway. No ground zoid could even hope to cover such a distance unless they ran into the dead of night, which was laughable. Then again, the sky wasn't for everyone, and she wouldn't want the airway to be jammed like the crowded highways in the towns. The winds weren't for any gutless, by-the-book pilots. On the contrary, the only people worthy of--
With an imposing bipping sound, the radar informed her that there was some sort of life ahead worth noticing. Big enough to notice, that was. She couldn't see it yet. She could, however, see the path of flight as she got closer. The dot on the screen would shrink then grow as it plunged altitudes, and then continue forward. Tanned lips pulled aside to reveal a rather sharp-toothed grin at the sight- someone was playing tricks on gravity in the quickly diminishing distance! Shifting the throttle forward, she pulled the Reddler to a more easy speed then urged it into a dip. The dragon descended smoothly, shrugging off its cover of clouds so the pilot could get a clear view of the situation ahead.
Ah, there it was- some giant hawk-looking zoid diving and testing its limits against the air. Gutsy, yes. Ezra nudged open the com-link with her elbow. "Vell, stranger, eef you are to be considering suicide, there eez no better way to go." A short pause, in which she considered. "If you crash, may I have some of the scrap you leave?"Alignment: Imperial Height: 6 meters Length: 17 meters Weight: 34 tons Top Speed: Mach 3 Statistics HP: 230 EP: 15 AM: 40 DF: 20 Weapons: Alloy Talons -AT: 50 - EP: 2 Sharpened Alloy Tail Spike -AT: 60 -EP: 3
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Posted: Fri Dec 01, 2006 8:45 pm
A voice suddenly interrupted his death-defying stunts; Ven yanked the Jerk out of the beginning of its dive, both embarassed and surprised that someone had caught him. And that voice...it sounded awfully familiar. Grinning sheepishly, the blue-haired pilot established the com link, shaking his head. "Sorry, no suicide attempts here..." The word 'scraps' suddenly had everything click into place, and Ven sat up straighter. "Hey! You're that woman from the store...um..." Oh, hell, what had her name been? Had she even told him?
The Rainbow Jerk stopped in place, beating its wings powerfully and hovering--something that most flying zoids were unable to do. "Uh...I'm sorry--I don't think I ever got your name..." As though realizing this after, he added, "I'm Ven. Ven Rieger." Ohh, was she piloting a Redler? Smaller than the Rainbow Jerk, but certainly faster, too. "Hey, you busy or anything? How 'bout a battle? I haven't gotten the chance to meet someone else with a flying zoid..."
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NinetailedNightmare rolled 1 6-sided dice:
2
Total: 2 (1-6)
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Posted: Sat Dec 02, 2006 5:19 am
In her seat, Ezra chuckled softly, not quite managing to catch familiarity quite yet, but pleased she had received a reply all the same. The mention of the store was enough to do it, however, and the chuckling dissolved. "You! Yes! The man with ze blue hair, I take it?" Certainly not the poor freckle-faced clerk. "Ven Reiger, ha. I am El'zhbeta Zinaida Radik Afanasiia, the Fifth. You may call me Ezra, if you like."
As the Jerk hovered, the Reddler dipped under the bird with apparent ease. "Busy? Niet. All ze time in ze day for battle," A soft purr came from the pilot as she urged the Redler to shoot skywards not far from the Jerk's very beak, "But I vill not be going easy on you, Ven. Eet doesn't zeem like I can afford to!" A soft cackle from the com link while the Reddled flipped all the way onto its back and made as if to soar over the Jerk that way. However, the tail upon its back flipped down, that rather sharp little alloy blade snipping out.
((New EP=12
Half damage. 60+40= 100/2= 50-20= 30
290-30= 260 Your new health is 260))
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Tsunake rolled 1 6-sided dice:
6
Total: 6 (1-6)
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Posted: Sat Dec 02, 2006 5:29 am
"Yeah!" Ven was pleased she remembered, nodding enthusiastically...before she revealed her name, that was. "..El'zh...the Fifth?" He asked rather lamely, blanching until he was given a much smaller, easy to remember name. "Ezra. Got it." No, he'd probably forget in an hour, but four letters was much easier to handle than...all those ones from before.
He laughed at that. "I wouldn't want you to, in any case." The Reddler had shot twoards him, nimbly flipping over and raking at the Jerk's back with its sharp blade. The Jerk cried out and dropped like a stone, Ven tugging furiously on the controls to get out of the way. Then, beating its wings powerfully, the much larger zoid swooped upward, attempting to rake the Redler with its razor-sharp wings.
((New EP = 22))
Double Damage. 30 + 240 (120x2) = 270
270 - 20 = 250
250 -230 = Your new HP is in the negatives.))
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Posted: Sat Dec 02, 2006 5:38 pm
Hit! But now the Jerk was coming back, and she was flipping the Reddler back to an upright position. The scars lining the dragon's belly were exposed... and it seemed more would be added. The Reddler screeched its outrage as it was hit once, but seemed to choke on the sound as yet another wing hit it. "Ah, thees hunk of junk," Ezra hummed fondly. "Finished already, the poor darling. Zo zorry, Ven."
And it plummeted, dropping from the clouds in a mockery of its usual grace. The pilot yanked on its controls harshly, managing to right the beast by pure luck. They were still going down too fast. "Oooh, looks like I'll be crashing pretty hard." As if she wasn't wizzing to a potential death. The inventor reached out to the seat beside her and shouldered a pack prepared for the occasion. Ezra was always prepared. Still, her fingers only grazed the button that would open the cockpit. She always got second thoughts about leaving the Reddler like this.
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Posted: Sat Dec 02, 2006 6:46 pm
Ven winced at the double hit, not expecting both wings to hit the underside of the Reddler at once. "Ach!" Why was she apologizing? "No, don't worry, that was a crazy hit, and I'm sorry...I..." Wait. Wait, she was falling now. That was bad! Scrambling for the controls, Ven shot the Jerk down after the Reddler, wings folding tightly to its sides. She had righted herself, thankfully, but still, a hit from this far up...
The Jerk let out a piercing cry, suddenly raking its talons forward, much like a bird snatching a fish out of water. Ven jolted from the impact as the Jerk struck the Reddler, fumbling to force those talons to close. They did, and the Jerk dropped dangerously for a moment, beating its wings hard to keep aloft. They were moving downward steadily, but it was controlled. Gingerly, Ven had the Jerk settle the Reddler on the ground, breathing a sigh of relief. "You all right?"
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