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| [Arcadia] Mission #012: Sunshine 60 Invasion | |
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| Feb 26 2011, 09:01 PM Post #31 | |
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As the fight between the Fire Team and the Crowley brother were under way, several barrage of energy shots were fired from the side aimed straight at the two. Those who would follow the line of fire would find the familiar skull helmet of Hajime Go standing beside a pillar, aiming and firing his gunblades non-stop at the Crowley brothers to deter them. He was alone, with Clarissa nowhere in sight: he had lost her in the crowd of zombies in the lower levels before he got here, and the snarl that can be seen through the gap in his helmet was evident that losing her was a very big thing for him. “Did you think I was gone forever?” He shouted out loudly for everyone to hear, before ducking behind the pillar when he spent all of his gunblade’s energy cartridges, necessitating a recharge. |
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| Hiro_Tsukasa | Mar 18 2011, 07:36 PM Post #32 |
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As the slab of floor shot up to block the elder Crowley's magical blast flames erupted all around the edges of the makeshift shield. Slowly, Seth would see the stone begin to crack and fissure against the force of magical energy; yet at the same time it was slowly diminishing as it exhausted its force to try and break through. At the last minute the concrete slab tore apart and the Hell Shot rushed forward striking Seth directly. However, luckily for him, by this point it had expended so much energy it was no longer the fatal blast it originally was. It would still hurt, but it was far from even a severe blow at this point. As Ikki began to rush Edward with the masamune, the power of the younger brother became apparent. Now surging with a massive aura of dark magic Isaac began a chant and then quickly followed it by shouting, "TRANFORM, BEAST AURA!" All at once his body was engulfed in a stream of dark magic and when it cleared the mage had been transformed into a horrific hulking beast that could only best be described as something like a werewolf. Though Lynn's spell misdirected the brothers slightly it was not enough to make a difference to the superior senses of the Werewolf Crowley. Growling loudly, Werewolf Isaac pounced and intercepted Ikki tackling him to the ground and pulling back prepared to strike repeatedly with his claws unless the boy could free himself from under the powerful force. "While I might be considered something of a traditional with my use of dark magic," Edward commented with a slight laugh, "My younger brother is a bit more liberal. He happens to be an expert with transformation magic. Specifically spells that deal with supernatural creatures and demons." However, his gloating was cut off as Hajime rejoined the fight with gunblades firing full blast. Edward quickly summoned up various barriers to intercept the shots and then returned fire casting a new spell that sent several tendrils of dark energy rushing forth at Seth, Lynn and Hajime intending to run them through much like a sword. ==== "Dirty tricks?" Rasputin questioned with a chuckle as he continued pacing before the two Arcadians, "If you were really so skilled then Arcadia should be able to account even for such 'dirty tricks.' The fact remains you are incompetent as a means of antagonism to my Hellfire Club. However, we have a use for you and thus our relationship continues." It was too much. As if the aura the man released that chipped away at your sanity wasn't enough, Hiro just couldn't take the rantings and ravings of Rasputin any longer. All in one fell swoop he answered back to Lavender, now, across the Arcadian link and then quickly shot out a spell that exploded forth a black smoke screen around their position. It would take a moment for Rasputin to clear the smoke or dispel the magic and by that time he hoped Lavender would be on top of things. In the meantime, within the smoke screen, Hiro summoned forth Tyrfing expending extra magic to avoid the usual verbal casting and jammed it hard into the floor of the 60th floor as a spell circle expanded out from its center. First he would have to break the seal. Then, breaking through the floor would be simple. He just hoped they could pull it off in time. |
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| Fin | Mar 22 2011, 10:23 AM Post #33 |
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While at first it might have looked like it did the trick, it wasn't long before his makeshift barrier broke apart, disintegrating into tiny little rocky pieces. The flaming dark energy burst forth through the rubble and collided hard with him. Somehow it felt more like a speeding wrecking ball breaking apart the moment it smashes with his body than a stream of burning hot black inferno. The attack knocked him backwards, singeing up some part of him. It wasn't the fatal hellfire blast that could melt him in less than a second after contact, but it was still pretty dang painful. "Huhh... dammit!" He staggered backwards after being hit, but he held his ground, refusing to fall down to his knees, let alone flat on the ground. What happened next was actually quite nostalgic. He was vividly (and unpleasantly) reminded of the time back at the hospital, when a massive black tendrils made out of pure darkness practically drilled him inside out. Not long after that, deja vu happened in the form of giant icicles. He sure does attract a lot of guts stabbing in various shapes and sizes. OI!!! THIS IS NO TIME TO BE REMINISCING THE PAST! IT'S NOT EVEN A GOOD ONE!!! "Shit-!" No time for the real thing. He'd just have to be happy with the scaled down version, though he wouldn't have known about it being scaled down, seeing as he had never used it. V shoved his hand inside his Arcadia Uniform and pulled out the IXA Knuckle Jameson gave him, the half of the entire IXA System that, when utilized together would transform him to Kamen Rider IXA. But he's in a time constraint here! No time for one of those 'Henshin!' whatever! He held the IXA Knuckle tightly in his hand, and waited, wait for it... wait for it... HE DOESN'T NEED TO WAIT, THOSE STUFFS ARE ALREADY RIGHT IN FRONT OF HIM!!! Immediately his knuckle wielding... knuckle shot out towards the black tendrils. His hyper perception capability is highly useful when dealing against multiple fast-moving targets like these. Especially when their trajectories and targets were very frikkin' obvious (him and his comrades). He gripped the IXA Knuckle tightly, focusing his energy into the contraption. Combined with his enhanced speed, his fist lashed out at speed rivaling the incoming dark energy tendrils, firing off small bursts of infernos from the knuckle with each strike, in an attempt to knock each and every single one of them out of the way. |
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| Lawman | Apr 2 2011, 10:54 PM Post #34 |
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"Dirty tricks?" Rasputin questioned with a chuckle as he continued pacing before the two Arcadians, "If you were really so skilled then Arcadia should be able to account even for such 'dirty tricks.' The fact remains you are incompetent as a means of antagonism to my Hellfire Club. However, we have a use for you and thus our relationship continues." Typical anime villain mindset, Lavender thought. As if his ability to drive mortal men insane by simply being nearby wasn't enough, a tool that the mad monk seemed to enjoy using was a lot of trash talk to further rub it into his opponents. However, the aeromancer knew that this was not a good time, and especially against a foe like Rasputin, to lose oneself to a berserker rage, considering that up till now she had no idea what is the full extent of the mad monk's abilities. "Now" Lavender heard Hiro's reply over the Arcadian link, as the sorcerer cast a magical smokescreen, engulfing Rasputin in a cloud of dense black smoke which would serve to obscure their position from the mad monk. Without wasting a second, the aeromancer galvanized herself into action - their gambit was on, and she would need to keep Rasputin busy for however long it takes for Hiro to breach his wards and make good their escape! "I just say you're full of sh*t!" Lavender commented as she raised her MP7A1, setting the mad monk's torso within her weapon's red-dot sight and pulling the trigger on full-auto. With a rate of fire of up to 950 rounds/min, in a sustained burst (as opposed to short controlled ones involving quick pulls of the trigger) the aeromancer had already emptied half of the weapon's 30-round clip at Rasputin, unleashing a hail of armor-piercing 4.6x30 mm rounds at a muzzle velocity of 725 m/sec! |
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| Crow Hiroshima | Apr 3 2011, 08:20 AM Post #35 |
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" Damn their fast!" Ikki thought as his attack missed. It would appear as if the brothers where serious about wanting to take out the young arcadia members. Ikki glanced back at the others making a huge mistake in doing so. " Idiot!! Keep your eyes on your enemies!!!" Kal yelled at Ikki as the younger brother pounced on the young man. Ikki's eyes widened with a terrified look as he saw a claw coming down for his face. He moved his head from side to side, barely dodging the strikes from the beast, if he didn't do something fast, he would end up a shredded mess. " Get off of me!!!!" Renji yelled as he brought his legs up, placing his air treks on crowley's chest as he pushed, trying to throw the beast off of him. As he was freed, he griped masamune tighter as he thought over his next course of action. " Wait? Don't these swords talk?" Ikki asked as he looked down at the blade as he thought back on the files he had read about arcadia's weapons. " Umm Masamune? Any kind of input here would be helpful....." |
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| Hiro_Tsukasa | Apr 5 2011, 03:39 AM Post #36 |
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"Heh, now what is this?" Rasputin mused in delight as the black smoke obscured his sight of Lavender and Hiro. He was about to roll out some more of his typical taunting banner but his words were cut short as his torso was suddenly riddled with bullets. Rasputin howled in pain but unfortunately found himself quite literally pinned in place due to the speed with which he was continually being torn into by Lavender's fire. Ultimately, it wouldn't matter. Even if he was shot enough to shred his upper body apart from his lower half he could reform and regenerate from the damage. However, for the time being was practically immobile and this inability to act was exactly what the duo needed. Bolts of lightning crackled out from around Tyrfing as Hiro continued chanting the spell to break through the seal placed on the floor. In truth, his original estimate on the time needed to break through was a bit less generous. With Lavender keeping Rasputin pinned he was able to work much faster. His original calculations factored in having to deal with the the Mad Monk himself. All at once, the seal was broken just as the smoke field had fully dissipated but this gave Rasputin no advantage. Surging on with the energy he had already been using a the seal, Hiro sent it into the floor directly causing a large circular crack to explode into the floor surrounding out enough so both he and Lavender were within it. Slowly, the area they were standing on gave in and then all at once the floor shattered as they began to fall. "NO!" Rasputin exclaimed as he forcefully tore himself from his lower body sending a giant splash of crimson onto the ground and began to literally float after them both, "You can't leave like this! If nothing else...for this move... let me tell you both something..." As they fell the two would quickly realize they were not going to the floor the below but into a seemingly bottomless black pit. The upper half of Rasputin's body reached them and grasped both Hiro and Lavender by one of their shoulders as an otherwordly energy forced both to stare Rasputin directly in the eyes, "Let me tell you about Arcadia... no... the world's demise..." Rasputin then began to speak in an odd language that neither Prime Division member would recognize. Ph'nglui mglw'nafh Cthulhu R'lyeh wgah'nagl fhtagn The moment the last word was finished both Hiro and Lavender would find their mind being flooded with visions. It seemed as though they saw a thousand years within a split second and though this rush of information was too much for any human to process vague images remained in their minds. A vast cyclopean city made with strange shapes that seemed impossible buried beneath the sea. Cultists worshipping the idol of some hideous tentacled creature and committing human sacrifices in honor. Last, and worst of all, something almost indescribable. Neither would be able to grasp at the words to describe it despite seeing it plainly. All they knew was that it was destruction incarnate and for the split second they gazed upon its visage every ounce of their body wanted to flee in terror. Laughing maniacally Rasputin let go of both Arcadians and let them descend into the pit as he continued to bleed to a slow disembodied death; one he would rise from shortly after. Hiro barely felt like he had the strength to talk, let alone act. But not wanting to worry Lavender he summoned up all his strength to address their falling situation. "I...it's fi...fine," he mumbled in terror unable to shake the images in his mind but with a little focus managed to talk a bit clearer, "This pit is just meant to delay us... f-from helping the others... once we hit the bottom... we'll break through to the floor below..." ==== Edward smirked being wholeheartedly impressed by the young Arcadian's effort. One by one he deflected each tendril by using some sort of brass-knuckle like device that sent out blasts of inferno. It would be a pretty impossible feat to match each tendril but it seemed like the boy had some amazing perception. "Very good," Edward commended his opponent for blocking the attack, "But what about this? Thousand Black Destroyer!" All at once, more black tendrils shot forth from Edward; weaving around different paths homing in on their target. However, this was far more than the previous attack. True to the spell name he had called out they seemed to number in the thousands. And this time every single one was headed straight towards a single target. Edward smirked, there was no way the boy could deflect them all this time. Meanwhile, as Isaac in werewolf form was kicked off from Ikki he howled madly and began to rush back for a direct attack. Despite the Shapeshifting Magic giving him far greater power it also limited his ability to think tactically about battle due to the beast-like nature that overtook him. Meanwhile, Masamune answered its wielder's question directly, "Correct, I can speak. You might not like this but you need to accept the truth. In a direct head on fight that beast-mage will overpower you. However, if you unleash both my techniques at the same time and manage to strike his life-line then the battle will be over. You'll only have one shot... doing this will wipe out your spiritual energy to zero. You can't afford to miss; a true warrior knows when to take an attack to set up his own counter-assault." However, Ikki had little time to deliberate on Masamune's wisdom. Beast Isaac was closing the gap and in no time lunged forward slashing violently with both claws intended to tear into the boy madly. |
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| Fin | Apr 5 2011, 12:59 PM Post #37 |
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One by one in rapid succession, the black tendrils shooting straight at him and his colleagues were directed and deflected away by the flame-blasting brass knuckle. Not a single one of them passed through his wall of Hyper Perception ability. Though all that did very well in tiring him out a great deal. Even if he does have complete and total control over his body's system, that doesn't mean it's limitless. Even as he managed to whittle it down to an amount manageable without any heightened perceptions, he wasn't given any chance to rest. From the corner of his eyes he spied yet another dozen, no, hundreds, no... THOUSANDS of the very same black tendrils all zipping and zooming straight at him more like a super-massive volleys of drills than anything else. They were coming in fast, real fast. He could react to them, but really, is there really any way for him to be able to counter ALL of them? This is bad. Thousands of black tendrils all poised to turn him into Swiss cheese were all heading straight at him, and he was frozen there in shock- [READY] "HENSHIN!" [FIST ON] It looked as though he had been too late, as thousands of black tendrils rained down on him, swarming him like mad bees over a guy with anything that makes loud noises, before all of a sudden, a massive burst of flames erupted from where he was standing, engulfing anything that got near him in a sphere of fire. At the center of it all, Kamen Rider IXA in Burst Mode stood there with the Ixa Calibur in Gun Mode in his hand. He brought it forward and pulled the trigger, spraying a massive crapload of bullets needed to counter each and every single one of the black tendrils flying his way! |
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| Crow Hiroshima | Apr 5 2011, 03:08 PM Post #38 |
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" Hmm so looks like that's my only choice then....well then guess the only way to go is forward right? That's what true warriors do!!" Ikki yelled out as he brought Masamune up in a defensive stance, as his spiritual aura began to flare up as he focused it into Masamune. " Guess I have do this carefully....only get one shot...." Ikki said as he closed his eyes, beginning to output a large amount of energy into the sword. " War dance!!" Ikki yelled as his body began to glow as he was split into 4, each one his exact double. His eyes opened as he saw Isaac charging towards him. He reacted quickly, jumping into the air, barely dodging the strike, as he dodged, the copies began to surround the beast, holding their ground as they prepared for an attack. " Mystic Eyes!!" Ikki said as his eyes flared up with a strange glow. The sight was amazing, he could see everything, the fabric that held the spiritual world together, nothing was beyond his eyes now. His sight turned towards Isaac as he began his descent onto the man, as he brought Masamune to his side, preparing to strike. " You wanna go wolf boy let's go!!" His words carried a stern tone as the copies jumped onto the beast, two grabbing his legs while the other two grabbed his arms, trying to restrict his movement. Renji smiled as he brought the sword straight down, trying to cleave the mage in two. |
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| Lawman | Apr 11 2011, 10:34 AM Post #39 |
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"Tsukasa-san, you better hurry!" Lavender commented above the roar of gunfire as the rain of lead quite literally tore Rasputin apart, and although it appeared to cause him a great deal of pain the aeromancer knew it was but a momentary inconvenience to the Mad Monk; but at the very least she was able to keep him pinned, buying Hiro the valuable time he needed to finish the counterspell to the wards placed all over this floor that were keeping the Arcadian leaders penned in. No sooner had the smoke cleared when Hiro completed the counterspell, causing a large circular crack to appear on the floor, with both Hiro and Lavender standing within its radius just as the floor gave way. But instead of falling to the floor below, the two of them found themselves falling through a yawning black void. It was like some renditions of The Abyss that Lavender had read up on before; a type of hell which is essentially a bottomless pit with nothing but gravity, so the damned would be consigned to an eternity of falling. "What the-" Lavender gasped as Rasputin floated after them both, the Mad Monk having forcefully separated himself from his lower body, grabbing both herself and Hiro by the shoulders as a strange energy compelled them to look at the Russian mystic right in the eye. "Let me tell you about Arcadia... no... the world's demise... Ph'nglui mglw'nafh Cthulhu R'lyeh wgah'nagl fhtagn" Was it a curse? A spell? An invocation? Not that Lavender could tell - it was a language that was utterly alien to her, but as soon as the phrase reached her ears Lavender experienced visions of a timeless entity, of a sunken city with bizarre, no, impossible geometric designs that defied the logic of architecture, of crazed worshipers delivering human sacrifices to this Eldritch Abomination. At the end of this revelation, Lavender screamed as Rasputin released his grip, her mind having never been strained to breaking point like this before. "I...it's fi...fine," Hiro mumbled in terror unable to shake the images in his mind but with a little focus managed to talk a bit clearer, "This pit is just meant to delay us... f-from helping the others... once we hit the bottom... we'll break through to the floor below..." Hiro's words offered the aeromancer some reassurance, as she settled down somewhat, breathing heavily and having her forehead drenched in cold sweat. "Let's h-help the others..." Lavender mumbled as she fought to steady her hands, removing the half-empty magazine from her MP7A1 to pop in a fully-loaded one. Better to swap out a half magazine for a full one, than being forced to reload in the heat of battle. |
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| Hiro_Tsukasa | Apr 13 2011, 09:54 PM Post #40 |
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"Don't make me laugh," Beast Isaac scoffed as he continued his wild charge towards Ikki, "A few copies of yourself won't change a goddamn thing! I'm going to rend all five of you to pieces!!!" However, it was the dark mage's own folly to assume this was the extent of Masamune's power. Ikki would hear the blade itself scoff at his opponent's ignorance. The beast's eyes flared in anger as the four copies grasped him and restricted his movements and struggling he began to thrash and thail ultimately destroying two of the copies and forcing them to vanish. "You think a single attack is enough?" he questioned in his monstrous voice, "One cut is nothing to the regenerative powers of a werewolf!" Though he had partially freed himself, it was too late to be able to avoid Ikki's strike with Masamune. His face remained defiant and confident he would easily pull through, regen the damage and then maul the boy to pieces. However, his eyes widened in shock the second the sword passed through his body. For Ikki had not just cut into Isaac with Masamune; he cut the very Thread of Life wrapped around the dark mage's soul. Meanwhile, Edward watched in his how shock as Ixa's Burst Mode was able to effectively block against every dark tendril. However, he had little time for a quick retort as he heard the cries of pain from Beast Isaac as the dark mage reverted to his human form and collapsed in death without another word. The second Ikki's feet touched the ground he felt his strength waver and began to fall. Masamune quickly transformed into its Human Form and caught him, letting the Arcadian lean against him for support. "You did good," Masamune complimented him, "Leave the rest of the fight up to the others." "What the hell is this!?" Edward questioned in rage, "We humiliated Arcadia the first time. We walked all over every single one of you like you were nothing but ants!" It was at this very moment that the ceiling gave in behind Ixa as a large slab of floor broke through; at its center stood Hiro and Lavender with rather pale looking faces as if they had just been horrified to their very cores. "THEY ESCAPED TOO!?" Edward questioned as he began to become lost to rage. His only brother. The only person he considered a close friend in the entire world had just been killed like it was nothing. He continued, "This can't be right!" "It is," Hiro Tsukasa spoke up as he took a few steps forward fumbling a little with his movements, "This isn't like at the Tower of Fang." "W-What did you just say to me?" Edward questioned. "Did you think I'd forgotten?" Hiro continued, "We attended the Tower at the same time. My first suspicion was that the Hellfire Club had to do with enemies from my past so I felt guilty making Arcadia face against them. However, I quickly realized you two were just pawns easily taken in for your power hungry natures." "Shut up!" Edward shouted back as tears streamed down the sides of his face, "You're just like Isaac and I. You left the tower too. You studied Forbidden Magic! You-" However, Hiro cut the dark mage off, "Everything I've ever done has been to protect and help people. You and your brother left after being embarrassed to chase power and one day get revenge against the Tower and everyone associated with it. I'm sure Rasputin promised you that, huh?" "It doesn't matter now!" Edward shouted back, "I trashed you and most of Arcadia singlehanded before and I'll do it again! Even if I go down with all of you! HELL ENDER!!!!" All at once a massive purple orb materialized in Edward's right hand. Only Hiro would recognize the spell. In short, it was basically a bomb composed of all of the Spellcaster's magical energies. In Edward's case, it was easily more than enough to wipe everyone in the room out in a split second and level Sunshine 60 and most of the buildings surrounding it. "Things have changed," Hiro commented with a smirk, "Arcadia has grown and will continue to grow. You two, that jester or even Rasputin; I don't care who we're up against! So long as there's something precious we all want to protect, I have faith we won't lose. Back then, it was a struggle for me to even come to a draw with you when we had dueling class. Heh, but I don't even have to lift a finger to defeat you now." "IXA!" Hiro shouted triumphantly, "Finish the last Crowley Brother!" At the same time, Edward shouted out loudly in blind rage and began to rush directly towards the target in front of him: Ixa. He saw the scenario perfectly in his head. He would smash into that stupid Kamen Rider so hard he'd pierce through directly and plant the spell bomb directly into Hiro's face before it lost its stability and exploded. |
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| Fin | Apr 15 2011, 10:56 PM Post #41 |
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Wooooh... So this is what IXA can do... Would've been a whole lot more convenient if you'd woken up earlier and used it EARLIER!!! "I'm sorry! It's just that... you know, that guy just had his..." I get, I get. Now try not to get distracted. See that dude there? He's mad. Beat him up. "I can see that," And don't you boss me around. V said indignantly to Hiro, even though he knew that no one would be able to hear him except for Seth. Well, whatever internal dialogue the two were having, he really can't idle around in the physical world. Because if he does, he's gonna have to live the rest of his life without a head. And he can't live without a head. And one way to stop that from happening is to defeat the remaining Crowley Brother. Bringing his hand to the mouthpiece, he detached the Ixariser, flipping the cell-phone stylized gun and dialed in- 1-9-3 [RISING] ENTER Like a trigger to the main character's Final Transformation (which it is), the external armor plating was forcefully ejected, the suit itself changing hues and the head crest transformed to something he would consider a bit more cool? Whatever. Taking out the Riser Fuestle from the belt he slotted it in the Ixariser, activating it's Gun Mode. Oh, wait. Is that necessary? He wanted to finish this quickly after all. Let's take out the big gun. He took the Rider Fuestle, inserting in the IXA Belt and pressed the Knuckle to the belt. That activated the Final Technique that can only be used in Rising Form, the Final Rising Blast. Crackles of red lightnings began to arc between the head crest, the core and the Ixariser, holograms formed by the muzzle of the gun, he could feel a massive amount of energy being collected in the Ixariser, just waiting to be unleashed towards the charging Edward Crowley. Somehow, he felt like this is gonna be HUGE. He shifted his right foot forward, clenching his teeth behind the armor, bracing himself for the supposedly massive-CLICK. "UUAAAAHH!!!" A tremendous amount of solar energy blasted forth, the size of the gun it came from just won't give it justice. The recoil itself was enough to send him flying back, LITERALLY. |
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| Hiro_Tsukasa | Apr 24 2011, 07:00 PM Post #42 |
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"Just another trick from some stupid machine," Edward Crowley shouted in rage as Rising IXA began to unleash its ultimate technique. There was nothing technology could do against his power. This was about something more than just winning now; he had to avenge his brother. The blast of solar energy rushed forth and met head on with the orb Edward had formed. Crackles of energy flared off around the edges and slowly but surely Edward was still pressing forward to his target. "The moment you and your brother became pawns for Rasputin you signed away your fates to death," Hiro commented with a disappointed sigh, "This has nothing to do with technology against magic. Kamen Rider IXA's power is simply one thing: Light. And against the shining light no darkness can exist!" Edward Crowley shouted in anger at Hiro's comments, but to his surprise his advance was halted. All at once, cracks began to fissure throughout the orb in his hands. The intense solar energy was breaking down the orb of pure dark magic. Without any time to react, the orb of dark magic broke apart and exploded backwards against the elder Crowley Brother as he was engulfed in a mixture of both his own ultimate spell and IXA's solar blast. The blast rocketed on and tore open a massive hole in the far wall giving the Fire Division Team a clear view of the night sky around Sunshine 60. However, when the solar blast ended; there was nothing left to find of Edward Crowley. It was over. The Crowley Brothers and the threat of the undead Sugamo prisoners had ended. "Good work everyone," Hiro praised the team as he collapsed down to his knees and contacted HQ, "This is Hiro Tsukasa. Fire and Prime have eliminated the targets and Sunshine 60 is free. Send in a recovery and clean up team." Their part in the battle was over. Others from Arcadia would see to their safe return and ensuring that, by morning, Sunshine 60 would look as if nothing ever happened and it had all been some sort of bad dream or movie PR stunt. However, there was one incident of the night that would cling to Hiro Tsukasa. He couldn't avoid it. Every time he shut his eyes, even to blink, he would see the frightening and indescribable things Rasputin had projected into Lavender's mind and his own. Though at the time he was not sure what they were one thing was clear: it was a sign of the dangers to come.
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| Crow Hiroshima | Apr 24 2011, 07:21 PM Post #43 |
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Ikki let out a sigh as his Kamen Raider teammate seem to have won the battle. He leaned against Masamune as he tried to gather up enough energy to at least walk. " So were done here huh? Good I think I've done enough fighting for the day...." Ikki said with a slight laugh as he looked around. So they had won? Well not something he doubted, but the fact he managed to slay one of the Crowley brothers was something to be proud of, Ikki had studied the intel on the entire Hellfire Club, and knew everything about them, well everything that was in Arcadia's files. And maybe now he could begin to show Hiro his worth, and growth under the older mage. " Sensei when you asked me to join arcadia I had no idea things would be this dangerous...but let's hope things don't get worse from here huh?" He mused as they prepared to leave, after such a long day all he wanted was to beg Tarin to fix him something to eat, and maybe get some rest. " Oh guess this is where we part ways masamune...thank you for the help, if it were not for you I would have surely been dead...thank you.." Ikki said as he pulled away, finally having enough energy to at least move on his own, one of the plus sides of having a demon sealed inside of you, plenty of energy to spare. He gave a slight bow to the sword as it stood in front of him in human form. " I look forward to our next mission." |
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