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originally posted in:The New Dojo
9/17/2016 2:35:30 AM
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[i]"EMPs...? Distortion devices. Bitch please. Contingency king over here."[/i]
[b]Damien grins as he rushes forward, bringing the first tree prongs upwards as he slides under the cylinder, not waiting to find out what it did. With one motion, one prong slashes upwards as the second snakes through the formation in a stabbing motion.[/b]
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[i] Lance smirks as he uses his right katana to block the upwards cut, stopping it short as the sword in his mouth bats the stabbing motion to the side.[/i] "Nah, im just fúcking with you." [i] He says through the mask, the grenade exploding behind him, launching several steel cables with hooks attached to them towards Damien's back. There was no way the canister could hold that amount of cable, seems like Damien wasn't the only one with tricks. [/i]
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[b]In an automatic response, the panel's on Damien's back began to ripple and then to spikes, jutting through his armor as they ripped apart the cables.[/b] [i]"Peanut can pranks don't work in combat, May."[/i] [b]He remarks, the spikes retracting into his back.[/b] [b]He kept his distance for now, the arcs of tesla power swarming his swords in abundance.[/b]
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[i] Lance chuckled.[/i] "Shame, I'm a big fan of pistachios." [i] And with a flick of his left hand, The Dragon Blade's edge lit up in a blue light, becoming plasma. [/i] "Alright, enough pranks I suppose, lets fight." [i] With that, he slashed vertically and sent a massive hardlight wave speeding towards Damien, and began to sprint right behind it. [/i]
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[b]Damien swiped a prong outwards, the electricity and sheer power cutting through the Hardlight as he extended his other prong in a flash, getting ready to defend against Lance's attack.[/b]
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"I bet you're a lot of fun to have at a pool party." [i] Lance says with a smirk, jumping upwards and sending his two swords downwards at Damien in a twin vertical slash. [/i]
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[b]Damien easily repels the attack, thrusting his blades to the sides as he crouches low. Once they connected, he pushed up and threw Lance off, pushing his blades outwards in an attempt the slash at his legs.[/b]
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[i] Lance catches Damien's wrist in a vice grip, pulling and jumping, swinging upwards and over Damien's body in an impressive show of acrobatics, bringing his legs up and over the knives. Once landing behind Damien with his wrist in his hand, Lance jerks and attempts to throw Damien backwards with the help of his suits strength. [/i]
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[b]Damien would have gone easily... But his thrusters boomed to life as Lance used his momentum against him, causing Damien to rocket backwards and slam into him like a brick wall.[/b] [i]"E equals M C squared, homie. I just happen to have a really bigass opposite reaction."[/i]
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"Alright Einstein, fair enough." [i] Lance slid in the dirt, digging ruts with his armored boots as he halted to a stop. Damien saw his front knee bend, and then his form blur out of existence. He then saw a black shadow flitting around him in circles, at speeds to the point where it seemed like one huge blur. [/i] "Think you can keep up Lordan?" [i] Lance's voice seemed to echo all around him at once.[/i]
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[b]Damien chuckled, his glass interface folding back to reveal his sharp right yellow eye, and his over eye covered by a black band.[/b] [i]"You may not like it if I keep up."[/i] [b]Damien himself suddenly blurs, appearing farther off, a smirk across his face.[/b] [i]"I once imagined a world where people had FTL thrusters... But that didn't work. So I got a faster than light seal."[/i] [b]An in another moment, Damien appeared in thin air, the same spot he was in from before.[/b]
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"Can't say I'm faster than light, but teleportation counts right?" [i] He says, before appearing behind Damien instantaneously with a spinning kick in the air, aimed at his head. [/i]
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[b]In a flash, Damien's arm blocks the kick, his fingers clenched in his fist as his helmet folds up once more, his swords melting away, the original clenched in his free hand.[/b] [b]Damien sticks out his index finger and middle finger, the air around their tips beginning to pulse and rumble as a super sonic blast suddenly brings the air around the two to an explosive halt. The sound was indescribable, and without their helmet's the noise would have surely hue their brains.[/b]
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[i] The blast knocks Lance back several feet, sending him spinning through the air as he lands gracefully on his feet.[/i] "Ohhhh, I like that one." [i] Lance said with a grin, a ball of shadow forming at the base of his armored stomach. [/i] "Now let's see if you've ever seen this." [i] The ball of shadow raised above Lance's head, beginning to elongate and shape itself.[/i] "Leech..Impale." [i] He uttered two words, the liquid darkness twisting and stretching until it's around eight feet in length, and a foot in diameter. The final product, was a trident. A very scary, big, and dark trident. The shaft had tendrils of darkness stretching out and seemingly draining the color from the air and scenery around them. The water and fountain, grass, and even concrete lost their color and turned black and white, while the weapon seemed to hum in agreement. With a flick of his hand, Lance sent it hurtling towards Damien at an insane speed that could rival his own, the color and life of everything it passed meeting the same black and white fate, while the trident hummed and flowed with energy. [/i]
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[b]Damien slammed his hands together as the super sonic waves shot out once more, this time much bigger, so big that it cracked the glass of his helmet and maid the air around him grow dark and heavy. He didn't know if it would stop it, but the explosion would slow it... And less impact meant less damage.[/b]
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[i] The trident seemed to disrupt the air around it as all color was absorbed into it, and a malevolent and evil aura resonated from it. It started to slow when it hit Damien's waves, it was definitely going to hit him, but at a much slower speed. [/i]
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[b]Damien slid his tongue across his metal jaw, the long muscle running over his unnaturally sharp metal teeth in severe thought.[/b] [b]He had expected different... Much different. But he knew how to play this out. He was attacking wrong... No... It was time to try a much different approach.[/b] [b]He was seconds away from impact as everything seemed to move in slow motion around him... Numbers and probabilities swirling in his mind. His eyes burst to life with a shimmering grey color as they spun like clocks, his thoughts becoming his master as he extended a hand, pointing his index finger forward as the tip came to life with a bright blue.[/b]
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[i] The trident seemed to grow slightly in size as it sucked even the color from the energy at Damien's fingertip, the malevolence and evil aura almost sickening as it went to slam into Damien's body. [/i]
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[b]Damien small orb launched forward, like a large beam of pure inferno, it passed over the trident and swallowed everything behind it, launching towards Lance, snaking off in every direction as it licked and drowned over everything in the vicinity.[/b] [i]"Die Sonne in meinen Fingerspitzen."[/i]
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[i] That trident was one of Lance's higher offensive seals, and he really didn't like how easily whatever Damien launched swallowed it up. Time for Plan B. [/i] "San Shīrudo." [i] He uttered, four Japanese Kyoto gates springing up from the earth in a line starting from him, forward. What would be the entrance ways were opaque with colored energy, starting the farthest away from him and working towards him; they were green, red, blue, and finally black. He wasn't sure if these would block what Damien had sent at him, but he sure hoped it did. After all, that was one of his more powerful defensive seals. [/i]
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[b]The beam... Wasn't something to easily be extinguished... But that's where Damien had perfected his art... One thing at a time. The beam hit the first gate and launched off from the sides with a roar before dissipating into thick black smoke. [/b] [i]"Hell's touch, level eleven quox karazeen kamikaze."[/i] [b]Damien bunches himself up, his armor slipping away like dust to the wind, leaving him in combat pants, and his augments, his blonde hair pushed back and his black band still over his right side.[/b] [b]Suddenly cracks formed over his body as flame swam out from underneath, the inferno crawling behind his eyes as he suddenly split into two... Then four... Ten eight... Until there were at least twenty. Digitizations, each in the same state as him...[/b] [b]But before the inferno could consume him, it sank away as he leapt backwards and extended a hand.[/b] [i]"Sick'em boys..."[/i] [b]The hollow eyes of the fake Damien's burned with the blue insanity as they rushed forward... Their bodies beginning to break and burn as they primed to explode.[/b]
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[i] Lance sheathed his left hand sword, The Dragon Blade, and retreated a few meters backwards via teleportation. With a flick of his hand through the air, he materialized a katana, navy blue in color, that seemed to have a light dew on the sheath and hilt. He unsheathed the sword, the blade dripping water curiously like it had just been dipped in the ocean. [/i] "Apollymi's Wrath. I hope you're a good swimmer Lordan....Hydro." [i] On his arm, the same seal from earlier began to glow blue, as did the katana in his hand. Streams of water began to twist and flow around Lance, a large blue area around him and out to the sides began to pool, growing in length and width. Between his seal, and a few movements of his sword, he now had a massive area of water out to his sides climbing up in the shape of a wave. A very, big, wave. Damien Lordan was looking at a tsunami in the making. [/i]
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[b]The rabid Damien's weren't as smart... Not as calculating as the original. But they were horribly destructive, plowing into the wave and exploding like mini warheads, turning the water into steam. Blue flame and water met like master duelists, tearing the air away in a cacophony of thunderous noises... But many got through... Maybe seven or six... These things were packing, and their skin had already given way... Charred muscle fibers and bone with only thing containing the ravenous flames inside them.[/b] [b]Damien on the other hand had moved far back to avoid any remaining water, not willing to risk fighting with less momentum...[/b]
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[i] As the tsunami began to rise in height, more water replacing the gaps blown into it by the rabid Damien's, Lance pulls his arm and sword back towards him, the crest of the wave doubling back on itself and reversing direction. It was now headed towards Lance, and with a downward swipe of his sword, made the massive wave break and send thousands of pounds of water crashing down on the remaining rabid Damien's, Lance still oddly in radius of the tsunami. [/i]
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[b]The remaining kamikazes burned away in massive explosions, Damien appearing once more, back in his armor. He was holding two green cubes, each about the size of a tennis ball.[/b] [i]"I'm seeing a lot of party tricks... But not many results... But not man results... I'll put this in fast forward..."[/i]
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[i] Lance smirked under his mask, water covering him and the ground around him but he's seemingly unphased. Tossing the blue sword into the air, it vanishes. Drawing another one from thin air, it's an all purple and white. [/i] "Well excuse me for enjoying the experience Lordan, it's been a while." [i] He says with a chuckle, unsheathing the purple sword. [/i] "Wakare." [i] He utters, before blurring from sight. [/i]
