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Post by Kuma on Aug 28, 2015 4:48:13 GMT
-No… This is more important! This is… this is…- Callis was clearly not in sound mind, something in the air was affecting him, he might have felt it as he moved near the mountain, but he didn’t realize about it until it was much too late. The Beast Knight shared something with the Gainen, something the rest of the present company didn’t. He was an interdimensional traveler, something not noticeable by regular means, but something that left and imprint on him. Basically he was still attuned to whatever force brought him to this world, and that energy around him, that drenched his very core, worked as some kind of magnet for the Gainen’s energy. Callis was taking a fraction of the Battle Concept onto himself, not granting him any kind of powers, but making him lose control.
-THIS IS A BATTLE!- The Beast Knight rushed forward his mind forcing his body to ignore the wounds and the exhaustion. Callis jumped when he was 3 mts away from Sid and executed a front-flip heel axe kick aimed directly to Sid, that would then give way to a sideways flying knee if connected or was blocked, but if the Kickmaster avoided it Callis would bounce off the floor as with the momentum and pursue Sid with a side spin dropkick to the chest. Battle was caught hold of the Knight’s heart, clouding his judgment and letting the Beast come out and play, this of course was potentiated by Wild’s being the supplementary concept of Battle at the moment. The eyes of Callis shone orange, changed from their usual blue by the energies affecting him.
Dan was the first to arrive into an offensive position; the Pink Comet charged forward releasing a sphere of Ki at point blank range through his foot, a novel approach but lastly not very successful. The Hulking Gainen caught Dan’s extended leg as the explosion of the Ki Sphere, that barely scratched the organic plating of Wild Battle, was pushing him backwards. Guided by the instincts that come alongside the Battle Concept the Gainen not only managed to grab Dan, but also re-directed the outward impulse by spinning around and released him at the right moment, the moment that placed Dan in collision course with the charging Goemon who in the Gainen eyes, like the others, seemed like a blazing fire in a world of dark silhouettes. The creature roared in exultant fury as their attacks kept coming, bringing light and color to an otherwise dark and cold world. The roar carried so much power that it broke the ground under it and sent a small shockwave of pure conceptual energy around him, forming an invisible dome for a moment, like a mirage in the desert dispersing the smoke around him. This powerful release of energy was more than enough to repel the already weakened Crow attacks. The Lighting Draws didn’t even reach the creature skin and two of them fell flat, robbed of their momentum as they hit the field frontally. The third one hit the curvature of the orb of energy and bounced out, directed by sheer causality towards Jose Hernandez.
After this tense moment the creator looked away for a split second, as his senses caught notice of Callis sudden flare of aggressively and like a moth to the flame Wild Battle would always need to observe color in his usually monochrome world. It was surprising for such creature to desire something so basic, but even interdimensional creatures might be poetic.
-Old man, are you here? - Yami’s voice echoed inside the Cave, as he took hesitant steps inside. Each cm he moved forward he could feel his Gainen side acting up. He felt the sharpness of his whole body and could hear the sudden sound of grinding his soles did each time they touched the floor. Soon, as he advanced even further, the sparks flying around him signaled that the field of sharpness his powers were famous for, especially when he was having a bad day in the office, was in overdrive, anything 1 mt away from his body was getting sliced up by dozens of invisible blades. Each step made the sparks brighter and the number of blades larger.
-C’mon I can’t get closer or I might damage the portal.- Yami added as his head popped inside the main room, he had sliced the stone door that blocked the path without even thinking about it. Gen was in the middle of the roughly carved room, lying on a stone slab. An orange and golden aura was surrounding him, while Yami’s own purple aura mixed into the room, but was overpowered by the one around Gen. That was surely Battle inside Gen, trying to chew his way out and as Slice was a lower grade than Battle it was understandable that the radiance was overpowering. –You really know how to pick them old man, this one is synched. - A flare of blinding light forced him to cover his eyes. –Way too synched.-
But behind Gen the Gainen Space Gateway stood open, with five beams of light, coming from the shrines, powering it up. The black stone frame was rumbling and cracks were starting to show… if the energy kept coming there could be a major spill of Gainen Space into our world… a Conceptual Flood if you desire to call like that. And Yami didn’t knew what to do, as the only choice he had, turning his Gainen Side on would solve the first issue, but then he wouldn’t be able to help the others against the monster outside… and he didn’t thought they could make it without him.
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Post by HungryHunter on Aug 28, 2015 5:44:20 GMT
Dan smiled when the explosion went off just far enough that his toes were unharmed, but that faded when the Goliath's talons whipped out, grasping his leg fully around the ankle like a chicken wing. Well crap. He was whipped away with seemingly no effort on the titan's part, hurtling for Goemon. He had seem the sort of force Goemon could take, and he was not crashing into somebody who could handle that. Another ball of energy formed in his hands, and he slammed it into the ground just before he struck home, the force, sending him up just enough to go over Goemon's head, at worst scraping his afro. He instead crashed into a fallen tree, tumbling off the opposite end.
A smile still on his face, he bounced back a second later, ignoring the agony in the side that had slammed into the tree. "So, before I do that again, does anybody have any idea what's going on? What we're fighting? Could be helpful." He called to nobody in particular.
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Post by waybig1010101 on Aug 29, 2015 3:40:42 GMT
Jose was not expecting to see Crow's attack being redirected at him. He tries to adjust his body in time to avoid the deadly shot, yet he only manages to get out of the way to avoid being hit directly in the chest. The bullet went straight through his upper bicep of his right arm and immediately Jose' pain sensors go into overdrive. His knees collapse onto the guide as he holds his wounded arm, while he yells angrily in pain. He looks at his arm to see a notable size hole surrounded by electricity as a large amount of blood pour out from the expose wound. As he fights off the intense and paralyzing pain, he begins to brainstorm a method to stop the bleeding. An idea quickly springs into his head and he picks a well size rock and places over the wound. Not caring if it actions are going to cause an infection, he commands the rock to enter and warp around his wound and apply immense pressure. His method stopped the bleeding, but his right arm was in in such a terrible condition, that he could no longer hope to use it for the rest of the battle.
Still, this injury was not something that was going to stop Jose from continuing the fight. Taking a small step forward, he begins to push off the ground and back on his feet, His right arm, which is now painted over with a layer of fresh blood, dangles next to his side, while the rest of his limbs get back into a proper fighting stance. He looks forward without losing an ounce of determination and takes another step forward. As he gets closer to the white monster, he musters up more and more energy He is unsure where this refreshing surge of strength was coming from, but the energy feels very natural to him. As if it was always been there and the power has just been in dormant inside of him all this time. Another step and he stands now a little more than 10 feet away from the creature. He steps into the earth with his back foot and the shatter pieces slam back into each other with unnatural force and the all around Jose's immediate area sinks downwards by a foot. It looks as if the ground has been pulled together and the earth has been crushed underneath the weigh of his foot. He takes his good left arm and places his left fist on his hip, while his right foot slowly slides forward, which creates both a deeper stance and causes the ground directly in front of him and on the angle of the Gainen to tremble uncontrollably as Jose manipulates the earth around him.
Jose glares right at the Gainen. There was no negative thoughts going through his mind. All that he is focusing on is the opponent in front of him, the earth, and the Lava. He takes a deep breath and begins to relax his muscles, which in term makes a chain reaction through the ground. The ground shaking gets more and more softer until it stops completely, and by then, he had already manipulated the earth to his specifications. All that is left for him is to wait for the right moment to strike. He knew that he would not be able to do much soon for his newfound strength is already quickly leaving him just as quickly as it had appeared. Still, he already is prepare to give everything he has left to defeat this foe.
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Post by Colt of Personality on Sept 3, 2015 5:24:43 GMT
THE UNFATHOMABLE BEAST EMERGES: COUNTDOWN TO DESTRUCTION (PART IV)
The weaken Gunslinger was in utter shock as the creature manage to not only deflect but stopped the lightning charged bullets in their tracks, even sending one bullet off towards Jose. The Gainen’s thunderous roar vibrated Crow’s very bones. The shockwave of conceptual energy struck the Gunslinger knocking the wind out of him yet he remained on his feet. The Rail-gun heard Dan’s question and shouted back towards the Pink Comet of Death, “I believe this beast is similar to the creatures we fought earlier.” Crow was alluding to the individual battles the warriors had face at the start of this ritual. “And those creatures are the result of this ritual Master Fukuma ask to help with! I’m not sure how they play into healing Gen but something has clearly gone wrong and now there is a real danger of the entire world being flooded with creatures like this! The rest of this is guess work but I think those creatures and this thing come from our imagination they take forms but off thoughts we given them.” Crow did his best explaining the creatures to Dan as he stood in front of Wild Battle trying to discern a weakness. The Gunslinger couldn’t help but notice that the Beast Incarnate was looking off in the direction where Crow had sensed Sid and the familiar signature of Callis earlier with Eco de las Tormentas.
The Gunslinger Heir was quite impress with Jose, who despite being injured by one of Crow’s stray bullets, showed no fear and great feat with his ability. Crow could feel the Natural Energy all around the fellow bounty hunter as he manipulated the earth. The Rail-gun could feel the all the dormant earth NE that enriched the very soil of Sakurajima build to a near boil and lingering on the eruption point. Jose was preparing something big. Despite the dire circumstances they were in a smirk began to grow on Crow’s face even though he barely knew Jose he was really starting to like the fellow bounty hunter. Then suddenly like a like lightning bolt an idea struck Crow, despite the origin of the Unfathomable Beast before them Wild Battle was no different than a predator. And similar to any predator it was sensing and tracking its prey. Crow looked to the group and called out to them. “I think I may have an idea. Its sounds dumb and obvious but I don’t see a better plan. We need to cut these thing off from its senses somehow and blind it!”
While the Gunslinger wasn’t sure yet how this creature was sensing them and tracking their movements he believed he could discern whatever sense it was using and cut it off hopefully rendering the creature effectively blind. But first Crow how to buy Jose some time with whatever he was planning. “Overcharge: Feathers!” The Gunslinger began to focus electrical NE in his hand creating a dagger/feather like shape then he jumped backwards to create some distance while throwing the lighting dagger which spawned multiple ones surrounding it. The weaken attack may not due much but they could release powerful electrical burst when they struck and pierced their target. However Crow was not done yet was he was created some distance he fired a single straight spear like burst of lightning NE from his hand. “Overcharge: Beak!” Crow could feel his own natural energy weakening with each attack and after mentally decided that he needed to take Jose like and prepare a final big attack of his own. Again that smirk would appear. Unlike the fellow bounty hunter Crow could utilize all this overflow of NE from the volcanic eruption, the island, Jose manipulation of earth, and finally the residual lighting NE from his attacks.
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Post by Vapovile on Sept 4, 2015 15:38:10 GMT
Sid lowered his right eyebrow at Callis, not sure what to make of this exactly. "Uh...dude? Ya alright? I think they make pills for thi-shit!" He tensed up as soon as Callis shouted "THIS IS A BATTLE!" and know that at least something was wrong with this guy's mind. For some reason, his eyes seemed to be a different color as well...why?
As soon as Callis leaped into the air, Sid figured that he was going for an axe kick, and reacted accordingly. Hopping backwards, the kickmaster barely sidesteps the downward kick, which would have surely done some damage had it connected. It appeared as if Callis wasn't done yet, and went for a flying knee next aimed at his mid section. Digging his left heel in, Sid uses his dodging momentum to swing his right leg around and try to knock the knee sideways away from him, and then attempt to follow up with an upward kick to Callis's bent leg to try and knock the Beast Knight upward and perhaps into a tree.
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Post by Kuma on Sept 5, 2015 3:37:14 GMT
-I can’t believe this! - Goemon muttered as he placed himself between Jose and the monster, with the intent of shielding the Earth Shaker with his own body if Wild Battle decided to charge towards him. – I know what this thing is! - The Karate Star started gathering Ki as he talked, glaring at Wild Battle. Goemon was about to talk when Crow started explaining his own hypothesis about the creature. –Cementerio is right! - He added after Crow finished speaking, he had gathered enough Ki to form an aura around him, as Wild Battle was momentarily distracted by Sid and Callis fight.
–I know these creatures; my master told me about the fights of Grandmaster Reiji against them… they are called… Gaynet! - Goemon clenched his fist as he talked to put some emphasis on his words but his face went totally red, flustered by his mistake, and his concentration was shattered, losing the Ki around him. –Sorry, sorry, I mean Gainen… they are some kind of Demons from another dimension, they are really powerful and WAIT!- Goemon shouted at Crow who launched a barrage of shard-like lighting to pierce into Wild Battle’s face, clearly going for the eyes.
The Gainen roared once again as he turned, this time around it wasn’t a sphere of force but a cone, one directed right at Crow, the source of the attack. This special ability came from the “Wild” side of things and resembled the mighty roar of a lion, only that up to 11. The sound waves dissipated the Flechas from the air like wet tissue paper hit by a power fan. Wild Battle finally refocused on the group, but weirdly he only seemed to notice Crow and Jose, while Dan and Goemon were ignored. Something was off.
The creature decided that Jose was the most dangerous one and charged forward towards the Earth Shaker, as his body, on the creature’s eyes was like a beacon of green light. Wild Battle dashed past Goemon who swiftly reacted, coating his hands in Ki as he grabbed the Gainen’s bladed tail. The Karate Star grunted in pain as he pulled, stopping Wild Battle advance. For some reason the creature ignored him as it attacked Jose and that gave Goemon a window of opportunity to surprise the creature.
-KIDDO IF YOU ARE PLANNING TO DO SOMETHING DO IT NOW! I DON’T KNOW HOW LONG I CAN RESTRAIN HIM!- Even while grabbed Wild Battle had only eyes for Jose, who was charging an attack with the clear intent of damaging him. As this unfolded a small speck of white light split from the beam coming from the isle were Dull Peace’s shrine was and floated towards Dan. A whisper reached to the Pink Comet’s ear. –The true warrior lacks enemies…-
Callis attacks were skillfully avoided and parried by Sid, who took the chance to counter-attack, yet the Beast Knight wasn’t done yet. His now scarlet eyes flickered with anger as he twisted his body mid-air, using the momentum of the Kickmaster’s parry to do a full spin and end up facing the kick. Still in the air he placed his foot over the kick and user it like a springboard back flipping away from Sid and landing on his legs and one hand without losing sight of the Lazy Fighter. Callis was beyond talking right now, and beyond rational thought. His cloak fell off after the moment and from the crouched position the Beast Knight lunged forward.
But instead of running he charged in using his four extremities, his claws extended piercing through his gloves and boots, his teeth sharper and his hair shaggier, he was clearly losing control to a degree beyond what Sid witnessed earlier in the boat. Callis rushed forward with beastly impulse and executed a sidespin double kick followed by a dual attack with his clawed hands, aiming to draw a bloody cross on the Kickmaster’s chest.
-I can do this… I can do this…- Yami started chanting to himself in whispers as he deeply inhaled and exhaled. Why did he never hear his uncle words? Why? If he had trained more as Reiji always told him he wouldn’t have so many troubles controlling his Gainen side. –C’mon Yami, you can do it, just breath.- The Half-Gainen keep speaking to himself as he took a tentative step forward. He smiled as he was being able to maintain his Concept under control and the sparks of invisible edges scrapping everything around him disappeared. He took another step, and then another. He was doing it, he only needed to reach the portal and drag his uncle out… then close it. –No problem, I just need to close an interdimensional portal, no biggie….-
The old man never told you, didn’t he? He never spoke of the Gainen or the medal… I can’t blame him, he was being played after all.
What the fuck are ya fuckin’ talkin’ about you fuck!?
You are a dense brat aren’t you? I’m a Gainen, I’m a creature from beyond this world that fought against the old man and his group years ago, I got trapped inside the medal you’ve been dragging around for almost two years.
Ya were inside the fuckin’ medal!? Give me a fuckin’ break, I don’t fuckin’ buy it, not for a second…
Who do you think helped you win those fights you were about to lose? Who do you think saved your sorry ass in Osaka? Who the hell do you think stopped you from dying in the ink castle? I did, without me you would have been dead for a while And why the fuck did ya help me then? Why all the fuckin’ troubles?
Why? Because you’re my ticket into this world, I enter through your fight obsessed head and I get to come here much more powerful than the simple shadow of Wild that is fighting your “friends” outside…
Friends? What the fuck are ya talkin’ about?
A Gunslinger, a Knight and 4 Martial Artist… two of them don’t know you and two of them only want to fight you…. You really get a large audience…
And who the fuck are they fightin’?
They are fighting a shadow of the past, a creature that isn’t here anymore, a comrade of mine if you will, but he is only an empty shell of its former self… memory made flesh by whoever played the old man.
Memory made fuckin’ flesh!? What the fuck are ya talkin’ about!? Can’t ya make fuckin’ sense?
We might be synched but really you need to clean your vocabulary if we ever plan to work together… Work fuckin’ together? Are ya shittin’ me?
Sooner or later you will find out that is your only choice brat… help me and I’ll help you… or your friends might not survive to see the next dawn… So what’s your answer brat? You in or out?
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Post by HungryHunter on Sept 5, 2015 5:15:17 GMT
"Alright, not helpful. All I got was powerful." He erupted from the spot again, coating himself in an aura to defend himself as he lunged to land in between Jose and the towering abomination. It was only then that the spark landed on his ear. His grin utterly vanished and he stopped pulling his fist back for a cross counter. "Dammit... we have to give up. Cause, you know. It-" He stopped his halting words and his aura vanished. He dropped to his knees, emulating his earlier behavior with the stone warrior.
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Post by Vapovile on Sept 11, 2015 19:30:15 GMT
Frowning slightly, Sid was surprised when Callis managed to turn his entire body to block his upward kick, and then managed to flip away! Doing a quick back flip to right his own body, Sid brings his right leg back into a fighting stance. Just what happened to this dude?! Before he seemed all loyal and stuffy, now he was going full jaguar! But a jaguar that knows martial arts!
Standing his ground, the kickmaster dug his right foot into the ground, and when Callis was just in range, he sprung off his leg and did a front flip over the beast knight. But he wasn't done, as in midair, Sid swung all of his weight forward to try and kick Callis in the back of the head hard. This plan didn't go perfectly, as he managed to dodge the kicks, Callis managed to turn around and slash at his chest just before his kick would land, causing a small portion of his shirt to rip and blood to start oozing from the wound. This attack threw off his balance a little bit, but he still shifted his weight to try and hit Callis's chin now, hopefully landing the attack.
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Post by Colt of Personality on Sept 15, 2015 5:13:47 GMT
THE GUNSLINGER’S STORM (PART I)
Crow’s eyes widen in shock as Wild Battle dissipated his lightning attacks with an almighty roar the force of the roar hit Crow square in the chest with the force of a big rig trick. The Gunslinger did his best to brace himself but it would a weak attempt the Lightning Revolver would send flying backwards crashing and flipping along the ground. His body drug a deep gouge through the ground as received a considerable amount of damage. His skin and flesh were torn away, his bones cracked and broke, and his right shoulder was dislocated along with several other smaller injuries including cuts, bruises, etc. “AAAAARRRRRRRGGGGHHHHHHHHHHH!” The Gunslinger finally came to a bloody and beaten stop at least a dozen and a half feet away from where the others were. His shirt was now torn to shreds, Quicksilver laid a few inches away from his hand, he could barely open one eye, and the world was still tumbling in his mind.
Truth to be told no normal man could or would have survived what Crow went through yet he still drew breath it was a painful breath but he was alive. He was currently too far away from the others to hear what was going on but his connection to the Natural Energy of the environment gave him an idea of what was happening. He could feel the island rumbling, smell the acidic scent of smoke and sulfur, the growing heat of the lava and fire it caused prickled at his skin. All the while the unfathomable beast that was Wild Battle raged on. His friends were fighting a near losing battle against a monster none of them could stop and here he was barely able to move his best attacks coming up so very short. Hopelessness began to sink in, a feeling he was all too familiar with as a Gunslinger after losing everything he cared for. He had made new friends and allies since that day and each time he could protect them he felt like those he lost would be proud of him but now it seemed Crow would lose them and a lot more. Maybe it would be best for Crow if he just closed his eyes and let the world end today at least then he could be with everyone he loved in a better place than this……
“NO.” Crow heard a voice that rumbled with the noise of the island and but it rumbled within himself vibrating his very sore muscles. “YOU CROW OF THE CEMENTERIO BLOODLINE. BRINGERS OF THE STORM OF JUSTICE. NO CROW OF THE CEMENTERIO BLOODLINE. YOUR LIFE DOES NOT END HERE.” Unbeknownst to Crow despite his connection to the Natural Energy being corrupted and muddled from the events of Osaka had somehow awoken a dormant entity that held a connection to the Cementerio bloodline since the beginnings of the First Gunslinger. It may have awoken because of how desperate Crow was, or a refusal to allow the Heir to the Gunslingers to die, or maybe the Natural Energy enriched environment had given it strength to be heard. One could say it was a combination of all those factors either way it was awake and it was here to help the Gunslinger. “CROW OF THE CEMENTERIO BLOODLINE. RISE NOW AND BRING FORTH YOUR OWN STORM OF JUSTCE!” Small bits of NE from the environment began to turn into small specks of white light and float to Crow giving him tiny bit of strength and healing his wounds very slowly. The Gunslinger then began to slowly inch himself to Quicksilver forcing his body to move through pain and agony similar to how he had to move through the pain all those years ago when the Storms Were Silenced.
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Post by waybig1010101 on Sept 17, 2015 6:09:49 GMT
Jose prepares to give it his all to take down the Gainen, but even he was caught off guard by the sheer speed of the white demon coming at him. He knew he was only saved thanks to the quick assistance from Goemon, who once again impresses him by the man's sheer courage and strength. Yet, as he stands there with his move ready to go as his companion holds the Gainen, he couldn't strike. He struggles to find out a way to remove the karate master from the range of his assault, meanwhile at the same time he can feel his sudden increase in energy fading quicker and quicker. Sweat rolls down his face as his body beings to shake from the intense pressure of the situation he faces. Does he choose to unleash the attack knowing that his companion would get caught in the attack, or will he instead waste this opportunity. The earth begins to shift upwards slowly as well as the pent up energy being becoming weaker and weaker.
Before he could reach a decision, Dan jumps in his way and tells him to give up. This completely throws him off. Now numerous thoughts begin to travel through his mind. Does he give up? Does he still follow through with his attack, now with the danger of putting two people in harm's way? What is the right choice here? Eventually he decides on a choice, perhaps the hardest one for him to pick. He didn't know why, but he believes in Dan's words. He lets go off his energy and allows it to slip out of his reach, while his knees drop into the earth. He hangs his head in utter shame as he tries to fight the urge to get back to his feet to fight. Soon enough he releases his fighting spirit and follows in Dan's behavior. He hopes that this will do the trick. At the end, he couldn't bring himself to attack with the risks involve. He owes Goemon his life just moments ago, for him, there was no way he could ever try to put his fellow bounty hunter's life in risk.
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Post by Kuma on Sept 18, 2015 4:22:40 GMT
Sid’s kick exploded against the Beast Knight’s chin, sending him backwards, rolling several times mid-air before performing a three points landing. His exposed claws were soaked in Sid’s blood while his chin was slowly turning red from his own blood, as it dripped the sides of his mouth thanks to the perfect counter of the Kickmaster. With his currently bright red eyes locked on the opponent Callis licked the blood from his natural weapons and bared his fangs as he body was shaking. The boot to the chin caused a lot of damage but he wasn’t in the right mindset to realize it. –Guh….Guh…. I…. will…. Gk…. FIGHT!- The Beast Knight greeted his fangs, to the point his gums started bleeding and charged right towards Sid. For a moment after the hit it seemed his eyes returned to normal, but that might just been an illusion.
But there was something abnormal in the way he was moving, he was running almost parallel to the ground with long strides and his arms hanging behind him. The sudden glow on his eyes should be more than enough warning for Sid, this time around Callis was moving for the will and his hands were positioned like that to perform the Beast Knight deadliest skill, the Gemini Duo Style. Callis learn this style during his time in Morbis, a warlike country run by a massive order of Knights, the Eques Orbis, an order he ended up joining after being exiled from his homeland. He despised the style, as it was only for killing, yet he learnt it and became the sole master of it, just to fight the Unda… but that’s a story for another day…
Without blades to execute the attack Callis would use his own body and as he shortened the distance between him and Sid at a speed that bordered the sound barrier he launched both arms forward as he stopped his legs, using his flexible anatomy to its limits allowing him to transfer the speed and strength of his stride to his arms, almost like an elastic being released, but his whole body weight behind it added to the momentum from his mad dash. Behind him the ground had deep imprints of his soles, clear evidence of the power behind this move. The Maddened Knight’s eyes crossed with Sid’s, pure undiluted rage clouding his judgment as he released this might cross strike with all his might, ignoring his wounds.
But something happened, independent of any defensive measures that Sid would use Callis stopped the movement half way and a powerful CRACK echoed around them as the energy from the blows, lacking any place to go shattered his bones, while normally a failed attack would destroy his weapons. The Beast Knight fell on his knees and roared in pain as the fight suddenly shifted locations, from this battlefield to his own eyes. The red light clouding his sight was being pushed back by a steel wall called “Discipline”. Callis was fighting against whatever influence was holding sway over him… He was clearly in pain, as the lost of his altered state of mind allowed the flood gates of his nervous system open again sending jolts of pain in waves to his brain.
Wild Battle didn’t take kindly being held back by Goemon. The creature <Wild> desired freedom and unrestricted movement and thought, free from the chains of reason, morality or logic. Being trapped or immobilized was one of his many…many… triggers. The Conceptual Energy blasted out of him like an explosion, but Goemon didn’t let up, even his arms and body started to fill up with bruises. Not even his high level Ki defense was capable to taking the constant barrage of a dense layer of Gainen Energy. Finally he had to release the creature that promptly kicked him in the stomach with a back kick, launching him back towards the mountain, crashing against the right side of the entrance to the Cave. –UNGH!- Goemon groaned as he ended up indented to the stone, like if he was carved from that very rocks. His eyes went white and his head went down, clearly he was out for the count, the front of his body start to get swollen after being on the receiving end of Wild Battle’s rage.
The Gainen turned his attention to Jose, but as he advanced Dan placed himself in-between them. For a moment the Avatar of Battle looked at the Pink Comet, focusing not only his attention but his gigantic killing intent but suddenly he stopped… The creature, that until now was an unstoppable juggernaut stopped right on its tracks. Lacking any human facial traits to draw conclusions from it was difficult to read the emotions of the creature, but he was now experimenting confusion. Dan vanished, he was there, he attacked him before, but now without a reason or a cause one of his enemies disappeared. Without intelligence to reason alternatives to what happened a very primitive and central emotion started flooding Wild Battle’s psyche.
Fear… fear is a basic emotion of anything alive, even to interdimensional representations of concepts. He lacked the tools to understand what was happening in front of him, so the feeling of dread only ignorance brings took hold of Wild Battle, who tried to dispel it by launching a might roar, but even that was just Bravado. He could still see the others, but the sudden disappearance of Dan scared him enough to keep him dazed and confused. If the others ever wanted to have a chance they would either have to follow Dan’s plan or find a new strategy, as it was clear that a direct all out attack didn’t work against this Behemoth.
Yami took staggering steps inside the Gainen Space. Unlike his uncle he didn’t need to create a protective layer of Ki, but as he was half Gainen threading the Gainen Space was second nature to him, thus he avoided any possible dangers or illusions like the ones his uncle could and suffered. This made travelling through it much easier for him, and way quicker. The JHWAB Agent didn’t waste any time and quickly found the Ki Signature of his Uncle. –OLD MAN! I’M COMING TO GET YOU! HANG IN THERE!- Yami shouted as he could feel Reiji’s Ki wavering, something was wrong, he never felt his uncle in such weakened state, he was either caught in one of the Gainen traps or he was completely distraught.
Reiji was floating lifeless in the void, his Ki Armor flickering and about to disperse. Something really bad happened to him. –DAMNIT OLD MAN! DON’T DIE ON ME!- Yami shouted, his voice echoed against invisible walls. The Half-Gainen rushed to his Uncle’s aid and started pulling him towards the exit. Golden threads came out from his body, most of them from his scars and as Yami pulled they disintegrated fusing back into the Gainen Space, confirming the theory of Reiji being attacked by a Gainen to Yami. The JHWAB Agent managed to pull his uncle out the Gateway. He started panting as soon as he left the Gainen Space but something got his attention.
Yami opened his eyes in complete shock as he turned around looking at the Gateway. The wall between dimensions was starting to break, something really bad was about to happen. Yami didn’t even have to think about it. He might be lazy, disrespectful, greedy and irresponsible… but he knew what it could mean if the Gateway broke open… he could feel it on his blood. His Uncle seemed to be in some sort of a Coma, the Shishioh kid at least seemed to have stopped struggling on his sleep. Yami knew what he had to do, the only way to close it was from both sides at the same time at this point. He heard the stories from his mother about one of their comrades staying in the Gainen Space to do this exact thing… he never thought he would have to do it. There was no time to doubt it. He stepped inside only leaving his right arm outside. –Grrrrk…- He grunted as he released his full power turning into his full Gainen form for first time in years. –Damn…. Eiko is going to kill me isn’t she? So uncool...- And with that he used his powers to slash the tethers from both sides, making the Gateway collapse on itself, his right hand being cut by the closing portal and falling silently on the ground, as it turned into blue particles of light.
Yami Kizuato died to save the World… and maybe nobody will know about it…
In the JHWAB Kanto HQ somebody was crying. For no reason at all tears started flowing freely down Eiko Kintategami’s face. The Cultural Officer didn’t know what was wrong… but she had a bad feeling about it. -Yami...- She thought, wondering where he was.
I’m in… if ya can fuckin’ help me save them I’m in… First smart thing you said today brat, you’re already showing promise. We better hurry, or they are going to die…. They can fool Wild for a while but I don’t think they will fool that Battle.
Weren’t ya fuckin’ Battle?
He is a memory from the past, he is like me, but just an empty shell. And if we do this correctly you will be Battle… Yet the question is what kind of Battle do you want?
Do ya even need to fuckin’ ask? I’m...
No, we are brat, from now on is we are… INFINITE BATTLE
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Post by HungryHunter on Sept 18, 2015 7:43:36 GMT
Dan sighed when Wild Battle balked. He stood and walked past the gigantic gainen to face Crow, tilting his head ever so slightly to avoid it touching the talons that dangled there. His face was a mask of boredom when he halted to wave to the others. You guys'd best just stop fighting too." He hated this island. Win all the cool fights by not fighting in them! Every inch of him burned to spin and take the beast from behind. He could feel something like it in himself. His soul was clad in white armor, roaring for blood. But a stony fist beat it down, cracked the armor, made it kneel in submission.
He walked past the prone Crow and kicked away the gun he was reaching for, watching it bounce into the trees. He spun on his heel to face Jose. "You wanna keep that up? Because I would love for you to try." He grinned his cockiest grin, not even removing his hands from his pockets as he fixed them with his gaze.
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Post by waybig1010101 on Sept 19, 2015 6:54:39 GMT
Jose was lost as the Gainen did nothing. His anger towards himself is quickly replace by utter confusion. Was it really this simple? All the needed to do was not attack the creature and it would have left them alone like this.... What is this strange feeling, he thought to himself. Right, this is the feeling of failure. Even if they were able to survive, he couldn't help but feel defeated, weak, and other countless negative emotions about himself. Still, even if they did nothing, what is stopping this thing from getting off this island and causing trouble to the rest of the world. They need to stop this monster, or at least send it back to whatever hell it belong to. But how?
Jose looks back towards the Cave and wonders if the solution will be there. Slowly standing back up and fighting the urge to rekindle his fighting spirit with intense self-control. He makes his way to the cave, where he spot Goemon. He quickly goes to examine his ally. Glad to discover he has only been knocked out. Jose uses his remaining strength to venture inside cave. He was expecting to see some hole in space, which connected to the creature's home. However, all he saw was a hand. He looks around to see if he could spot anyone else. What the hell happen here?
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Post by Vapovile on Sept 25, 2015 3:59:11 GMT
Clutching the wound on his chest slightly, Sid watched as Callis sank deeper and deeper into madness, appearing completely willing to murder Sid at this point. The largest indicator of this behavior was Callis's eyes, which were now completely red with anger. Sid was now sure of it, something was controlling this cat dude, and making him act all Wolverine on him. This theory was only strengthened when Sid watched as the Beast Knight sprang forward, his attack noticeably different this time, as if Callis was going for the killing blow. Time to step it up!
Reaching into his pocket, Sid pulls out a small stick of dynamite, and clips it into his right boot. Then, taking off at a speed nearing the sound barrier as well, Sid readied himself to leap over Callis and drive the dynamite directly into the Beast Knight's chest. Both fighters ran at each other, determined that this would be the final strike. Sid leaped up, ready to strike Callis...
Until Callis stopped, a sickening cracking sound echoed through the air. Sid winced at the sound...but also found himself sailing directly past Callis and into a tree! He had not expected Callis to just stop his advance so suddenly, and all his own momentum had to go somewhere. The kickmaster smashed into the tree's trunk, cracking the tree slightly, but not much. Sid slid down the trunk, and sat on the ground for a few seconds in total pain. "...FUCKIN HELL?!" He yells as he turns around, ready to attack Callis, but stops when he sees him writhing in pain. Was he finally coming to his senses? Paying no mind to the now stream of blood coming from his forehead, Sid approaches Callis, but staying far enough away as to not be ambushed. "So uh...you fighting the rage dude? Well then fight it!"
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Post by Colt of Personality on Sept 26, 2015 5:43:31 GMT
THE GUNSLINGER’S STORM (PART II) BATTERED WINGS
While the Gunslinger may have thought he was hearing a divine entity of storms speaking him to push him it was more likely a result of the concussion Wild Battle attack may have given him or even an effect of fighting Battle conceptualize causing him to want to push on and fight. However concussion or not Dan quickly put a stop to the attempt at a final attack when he walked over and kicked the signature revolver away from Crow’s hand. There were a few rules in in the old western ways that a man should live by if they wanted to continue living; don’t steal a man’s horse, don’t touch a man’s wife, and don’t disgrace a man’s gun.
As Dan stood over the Rail-Gunslinger a cocky grin on his face hands in his pockets Crow blood boiled. Quicksilver was not just a gun it was an essential part of the Gunslinger it was more like an ally than a weapon to see it carelessly kicked across the ground gave Crow some unseen strength. Despite a battered and bruise body Crow slowly rose to his feet. He swayed uneasy side to side and felt like he was about to pass out any second but he did stand up. Once Crow was to his feet he was near eye to eye with Dan and just beyond the Pink Comet of Death he could still see Wild Battle. The Behemoth seemed to be in a stunned state as if it was confused and it dawned on Crow while Dan had kicked the weapon away. If they didn’t fight it couldn’t see them.
However even with this realization the Lightning Revolver wanted to knock that smug grin on Dan’s face so much but he fought against the urge as he spoke in a ragged voice which hinted at his frustration. “Once this is all said and done. I swear on my word as a Gunslinger I’m going to square things up with you. But right now we need to help Sid.” Crow gingerly walked over and picked up Quicksilver slipping it in the holster. His Eco de las Tormentas had given him a bit of insight to Sid whereabouts and knew he was currently fighting a difficult opponent the Beast Knight Callis who was fighting his own inner battle.
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Post by Kuma on Sept 27, 2015 1:43:19 GMT
From the ritualistic Stone slab in the middle of the room, the one that hid the downed body of Reiji from the entrance Gen stood up… for first time in months he could feel his body working again, he could feel the ground under his feet and his muscles rippling with every step. He felt different, a bit bigger as seemingly Battle had enhanced him to properly withstand the strain of the Medal. –What the fuckin’ hell is this? - He asked a bit confused as he passed his hands over his face, his finger tips touching scar tissue. He quickly noticed other changes, as he couldn’t properly see… at first he thought it was the darkness, but it didn’t take too long for him to realize the truth. One of his eyes wasn’t working at all.
He stood up tall as his attention from himself to everything else around him. It was like looking at the world with new eyes, noticing stuff he didn’t know that existed. Reiji once talked about this, something only tapped by Masters, allowing them to hear or feel everything around them. –Must be some fuckin’ shit like Cowboy-san fuckin’ uses… Natural Energy, was it?- As he whispered to himself he looked around, finally catching a glimpse of light coming from outside the Cave, light that cut the silhouette of Jose in the Tunnel. The Revived Boxer covered his only working eye with his heavily bandaged left arm, whatever damaged his face also did a number on his arm.
He felt the Ki of Jose, not really trained, but seemingly prime and ready to start being tamed by the Fighter, but his focus quickly shifted, he felt the others, he could sense the flickering Natural Energy of Crow, the Fierce Ki of Dan, the dormant power of Goemon, and the presence of Callis Nomene. But something else took his whole attention. Wild Battle’s energy was off the charts, not even the sum of everybody in the island, counting him in the bunch would be able to overcome such monster, but at the moment it was as dormant as Goemon, who was knocked out. He internally asked Battle. –Are ya insane? How the fuck imma gonna beat that fuckin’ monster?-
-Just got outside and I’ll help you out… you will see.- Was the laconic reply the Gainen trapped in the Medal sent directly to Gen’s mind from the Medal the Boxer clutched on his hand.
Gen started walking towards the exit, looking at Jose as he walked past him. The Boxer didn’t utter a single word, only glanced at the Earth Shaker’s eyes transmitting a clear message. “Don’t get in my way” Each step he took cause golden lighting to crackle around him, as the Medal of Battle heated up on his hand. Each moment closer to the light outside the Cave was a moment were the power surged from his connection to the Concept.
Flashing on his mind were the scenes of hundreds of fights, from his delinquent years, his dojo hunting training, bouts in Osaka, fights in Alcatraz, the terrible night in Kobe, the war against the Vampires in their Castle and even more fights he didn’t seem to remember, a Prison? An Island? A Laboratory? Still he didn’t care about that, as with each step he grew closer to the biggest challenge he ever faced. But outside not everything was as calm as it seemed.
Callis started hitting his head against the hard ground as he scratched the earth with his claws and start convulsing, fighting with all his might to control or purge the influence taking hold of him. As he roared and grunted in pain small red particles of light started phasing out of him, gradually flying away. But still the red on his eyes didn’t disappear, he was still struggling as if the energy that took over him had tainted him somehow. –I….. can’t…. I….. FIGHT!..... NO! NO!..... I need to…. Focus…. I CANT!!!- Callis painfully spewed words during this challenging situation, but to no avail as no matter how much terrain he gained the insidious presence clouding his judgment regained the terrain lost in a split second.
-I’m NOT an ANIMAL!- The Beast Knight shouted, his traits fluctuating from his usual ones to the feral ones he recently showcased. –I’m NOT AN ANIMAL!!!!- He kept smashing his head against the ground, drawing blood and aggravating his already injured body but keeping his sanity through focusing on his pain. With delirious eyes he looked at his extended claws with what could only be described as pure hatred and dread. –I don’t need THIS! I… I… FIGHT!!!!! I FIGHT like a MAN…. Not a B-b-b-east…- With whatever strength he had left he moved his shattered arms towards his belt, only to find the loops for his swords empty.
-I’m a KNIGHT!... not a BEAST…. My Sword…. I need my SWORD!....what’s a KNIGHT without a SWORD!- Callis frenzied voice ended in a shout…. A shout that wasn’t unheard.
SWORD… SWORD… SWORD… SWORD… SWORD… SWORD… SWORD… SWORD… SWORD…
The echo of his shout travelled through the forest and filtered into the Cave, ignored by the advancing Gen and reached the vanishing hand of Yami Kizuato, the sole remain of the Half-Gainen in this world. The desperate words of the Knight resonated with the remaining energy and instead of vanishing; the particles twirled in the air and flew towards Callis. Piercing into him and filling his body with blue light, that slowly extended like cracks over his skin reaching to his eyes, dispelling the remains of “Battle” inside him and returning him to normal, with a sword made of pure light clutched tightly between both hands. The Beast Knight was sleeping with a smile on his face.
The influence over Callis was dispelled but that energy, empowered by the mind of the Beast Knight returned to its place of origin, absorbed into the statue-like Wild Battle, who stopped moving after Dan realized the secret behind him thanks to Dull Peace’s cryptic words. Just as Gen stepped out the Cave, surrounded in golden lighting, Red Cracks started appearing on Wild Battle’s body, shining from inside with an ill glow. What is battle for Callis? What embodies the individual who fights inside the mind of the Beast Knight? What else than a Knight…. It was ever a doubt about it?
The cracks gradually covered the whole figure of the Hulking Gainen and as broken glass it shattered revealing a new form under it. Honorable Battle was tall and thin, covered in red, black and golden, carrying a sword and a gauntlet mounted blade. He bowed before jumping away in a flurry of speed, leaving only a red blur behind him. Gen who just arrived walked towards the position the Gainen just left and looked around. Without much ceremony he bowed to them and only uttered the word.
–Hello-
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Post by HungryHunter on Sept 27, 2015 3:42:15 GMT
Dan sighed when the monster changed and ran away and... stuff. He didn't care anymore. When Crow threatened him, he snorted. "I look forward to it." He turned his attention towards the newcomer. He looked over the newcomer. Nothing about him was familiar, but he looked threatening. His muscular figure and scarred face drew attention especially. A foe he could actually fight finally? Dan grinned, showing his canines were enlarged. "And who exactly are you?" He fixed his eyes on the one of his new target.
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Post by waybig1010101 on Sept 27, 2015 22:29:53 GMT
Jose didn't know how to properly respond. After everything that has happen to him today, he figure there was no more surprises, until he witnesses the half face man. Before he could think straight again, the heavily scared individual had already left the cave. Jose didn't know what to do anymore. This entire experience seem to only get crazier and crazier. Then suddenly, he hears a distant voice and sees the response of the lone hand transform into a streak of energy, which quickly shots right past him. "What the Hell is going on?" he whispers in utter confusion to himself. He bends down and touches the dirt by his feet in an attempt to grasp the situation. As this goes on, a thought enters his mind, where is Reiji?
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Post by Vapovile on Sept 29, 2015 9:37:40 GMT
Sid stared at Callis's internal struggle, not knowing exactly what to do in this scenario. Should he just keep standing here and watching? Try talking to the guy some more? Kick him in the face and just knock the dude out? Since Callis didn't seem to respond to his earlier comments, he figured that the beast knight couldn't hear him, and just had to work this matter out on his own. He lowered his eyebrow slightly when he began shouting for a sword of all things, and was even more surprised when one made of light actually appeared in his hands! "Whoa...that's some Thundercats shit right there." Sid comments under his breath, sighing at how Callis appeared to be asleep now. What a drag. He began to read the ki signatures in the area to see where everyone was...and stopped for a moment.
"Who the hell is THAT?! It feels really familiar...but not really? Fuck it, I'm checking this out...in a bit." Walking over to Callis, he gently began to nudge the beast knight with his boot. "Hey, agent guy. You alright? Ya kinda...went crazy there for a bit." If Callis didn't respond after a few seconds, he was going to check out what that odd ki signature was nearby.
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Post by Colt of Personality on Oct 5, 2015 4:15:09 GMT
THE FINAL CLIMAX OF SAKURAJIMA ISLAND APPROACHES
Seeing the monstrous Wild Battle change into a completely different form was shocking to say the least but the fact that it didn’t engage any of them instead choosing to run off, to god knows where, was more concerning. Before the Gunslinger could do anything about the rouge Gainen he dulled senses did sense someone coming from the cave. A moment of panic strike at Crow’s heart in the state that he and the others were in, he doubted they could all survive another fight with a Gainen. However as the figure drew closer and closer his senses recognized it as a familiar spirit but slightly different like it had changed in a dramatic way. The panic look in Crow’s eyes faded into a smile as the figure emerged while he was hardly the same, especially with half his face and body burned off, Crow knew that signature well and that face well. Crow gave Dan a reassuring pat on the back. “Don’t worry he is an ally this time.”
The Lightning Revolver limped over to Gen before he stopped a few feet from him and put his hand out. “It’s good to see you up and on your feet again Gen. I have to say though this look is a great improvement.” Despite Crow’s light hearted joke seeing the Hot Blooded Boxer in this state was a bit shocking, it brought back the memories of what happen in Romania and how Gen essentially sacrificed himself for the others. That was not the only shocking thing about Gen’s return despite standing in front of him and knowing his signature. The Gunslinger sensed that the Boxer’s energy was almost completely different. Crow’s cobalt eyes met with Gen’s one good one and he could see a different type of fire within them. The Super Charged Cowboy wondered what hell had the Hot Blooded Boxer walk through to emerge from a boy into a man. For Crow though these questions would need to be resolved later because Gen had emerged from that Cave yet Reiji had not. “Gen it’s good that you are awake but where is Master Fukuma? Your master has put the world in danger trying to save your life and his plan has back fired. We need to stop this ritual and we need to stop that Gainen we were all just fighting. Is Master Fukuma still in the cave?”
Side Story: The Meeting of the Black Bullet (Part III) *back because of request*
Following the gathering of the Apostles and their meeting all but Gerwalt Van Auger the Handle of the Black Revolver and another member along with the sinister Gunslinger in Black remained in the room. The others have been given their orders and their plans were beginning to set in motion. The Gunslinger in Black gave Gerwalt a sly look. “What seems to be the matter Gerwalt you did not leave with the others and you are awfully quiet this evening.” The Handle of the Black Revolver was taken aback by being address by his Master in such a way. He looked over at the other Apostle who was cloaked in black and wearing a Mask that resembled a raven’s skull which was similar to a necklace he wore that held a black feather and a small skull. Around the mystery Apostles waist was a holster containing two black revolvers. Gerwalt despised the man known as the Bullet of the Black Revolver not only for his higher position but his close relationship to their Master. Yet The Mind of the Black Bullet knew better than to engage in warfare with the man and when to hold his tongue so he address the Gunslinger in Black. “Forgive me Master this is something concerning me. I dare not question your methods but why not kill Cementerio now while he is at his weakest after all he poses a great threat to your goals.”
The Gunslinger in Black gained his trademark twisted Cheshire grin as he tapped his fingers along his steel and stone throne. “I see you are right Cementerio is a great risk to not only my plans but the goal of the Order of the Black Bullet. Killing him now in his weaken state would make our lives easier however Cementerio is still but a baby bird learning to fly.” Gerwalt stared at Gunslinger in Black in silence unsure what he meant. “Right now Cementerio’s wings are battered and weaken soon he will need to heal his mind and body to strengthen himself. When that time comes Crow will be in a state of vulnerability he never experienced. With the right influence one could push Crow towards us in that state. If Cementerio resist us at that point we can kill him. Do you understand Gerwalt?” The Handle of the Black Revolver was silent for a moment “Yes sir but how do you know he will strengthen himself in such a dramatic way?” The Cheshire grin never left the Gunslinger in Black’s face, “I know because he in his mind he is a Gunslinger and Cementerio, he relies on his legacy and that is his weakness. He will try to better himself to live up to the lore and legacy of his family name.” From beside the Gunslinger in Black the Bullet of the Black Revolver placed his hand on his revolver Gerwalt gazed at the mysterious individual and just like he had numerous times tried to gaze into the man’s mind with his telekinesis. However just like before he hit a veil of blackness it seemed the Bullet had protected his mind from such attacks, so with that the telekinetic manipulator left the room he was just barely satisfied with his answer but he agreed with one thing. Leaving Cementerio alive was vital to not only his Master’s goals but his own however for now he would make preparations for his next mission.
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