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Post by Reaper on Aug 30, 2009 16:44:18 GMT -5
Dark rolled her eyes as Marcus left the bar. She then closed her eyes and relaxed for a bit more. It was quite in here, and she enjoyed the feeling that came from this room. It was almost as if it was made souly for meditation. She tried to think back to the last time she had watched the bar. Not to long ago, and then there was that time that Marcus had actually tried to teach her how to be a bartender. She smiled lightly at the thought of her failure at then. Opening her eyes she sat up, and then climbed out of the tanke. Cleaning everything up, and putting on her cloths. She leaned up against the wall as she zipped up her long boots. Her eyes darting to her weapon as the nanites continued to work. "Really? Was it that bad?" Her mind travled back to the last time she had it even looked at. "Ugh!" she moaned as she headed out of the door.
"Ten, Twelve, Eleven," she mumbled under her breath. Now that she looked at it she didn't see a difference any any of them. They all looked alike, but yet they were all different. Dark tilted her head as she walked out into the bar. One of the deckman was standing behind the bar. "Ten," she said to herself as she thought hard about it. Shaking her head as she looked back to the restricted area. She grinned slightly before heading to the bar. Soon the bar was going to be open, and all the usuals piled in first. The others would pile in later. Though as she stood there she wondered where all the more drifting hunters were at. There really hadn't been any good catch lately for them, and even she was running thin on money as it was. If it wasn't for Marcus' hospitality she would have been out on the street weeks ago.
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Post by Purple4Stephen on Aug 30, 2009 17:59:33 GMT -5
As Clarissa was looring the deckmans fire away Saix went in for the kill.
He stared runing fast towards the deckman with his left arm guarding his front with its protective layer.
The deckman notices Saix and starts shooting at him, not being able to hit him in any major part, he was only able to make scars on his skin.
Saix gets near Deckman and decides to do a jump over the deckman to get around him.
When behind his back Saix does a quick slash and manages to cut the deckmans weapon holding arm in half.
Saix grabs the part with the weapon and steps away.
Looking at the weapon he smiles and looks at the others positions.
"Was that all?"
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Post by NotAvailable on Aug 30, 2009 20:46:06 GMT -5
Clarissa's eyes widened as she leaped out of the way in the knick of time, rolling aside and getting back to her feet. "Ah! You nearly singed my hair!" she shouted, checking her ponytail ends over. Afterwards she'd looked up ahead right when Saiz mangle dit'sother arm.
Coming up from behind Deckman 12; she hoisted her arms around him. "Ah come on, number 12! Have a heart! Er, ya know what I mean! Come on, let's go get a drink!" she said, smiling widely and hugging onto his back.
"If you try for good behavior you'll get your old body back in no time! But if you keep being a prick then you're either gonna never be human again or you'll be killed again!"
She laughed whole heartedly and playfully punched him in what was left of his arm. Looking over at Saix she nodded. "Good work. Maybe now they'll feed us. Ugh."
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Post by JazzBuddah on Aug 30, 2009 21:46:06 GMT -5
"Not finished yet, you will bow to me!" With that said the two shoulder pieces dropped the broken arm pieces. With a quick transformation the stove rotated and pointed down. Turning on full blast a pillar of flame elevated the body off the ground. "I was a bwack market illegal awgmentor! I've bwuilt killing machine fwom less!" As he levetated the washer turned on. Suddenly it opened shooting out foam and bubbles as he zoomed over the two. The suds and steam soon filled the room making seeing anything next to impossible.
"Impressive." Chop checkled as he watched the spectacle. "Can't trust your eyes anymore you two. Need to use your wits and injinuity. Just then Bishop knocked on the door. Chop reccognised it. He quick hit the intercom. "You don't want to open the door right now. It's going good though." While Saix and Clarissa stood dumbfounded, #12 showed up from no-where. Oddly two bottles of cleaning liquid shot out. When it exploded the two were covered in sticky goo that plasterd them too the wall covering both of thier noses and mouths leaving them to suffocate.
"Now time to twim you down some." Lifting up the legs revealed opened blenders, garbage disposals, fans, and egg-beaters all twirling at high speed. He laughed as he slowly closed it to cut them to ribbons.
Outside, Bishop looked at Dark oddly. "He won't open the door? Huh. Guess you have to deal with my company some more." He then walked up to the bar and sat down. "I know you always wanted me to take you out hunting, but you got to understand that I've given up that buisness. Leaving it to a new generation." He then looked at the wall that had some of his old trophies. "I need to ask. Why do you still call me Marcus. You know I go by Bishop now."
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Post by NotAvailable on Aug 30, 2009 22:08:47 GMT -5
Ooc: Crud
Clarissa struggled and squirmed beneath the sticky substance. She held her breath as she did so. It wouldn't stick that long, but it seemed like she was just a sitting duck since number 12 was about to slice her up.
She glanced over at Saix who was struggling as well. Her chest tightened from lack of oxygen until finally she felt her left arm loosen. She pulled and yanked as hard as she could until the wrist plate on her arm ripped through it. She reached up and ripped the stuff off her nose and mouth, panting.
"You little punk!" she yelled, pulling on her crowbar out her belt loop. She pulled it out and once the blades reared closer she stuck it right into the rotating blades.
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Post by Reaper on Aug 31, 2009 10:12:15 GMT -5
Dark sighed as she stood up from the bar. Her brain wishing that people would start coming in that way she wouldn't have to worry about it. Though no one entered the building. She sighed a bit before leaning against the wall instead. "I like your real name," she said lightly. Looking to him. "An besides . . ." she paused for a moment looking up across the bar like she was looking toward the outside. Though more or less just spacing out. "I know you don't hunt anymore . . . an it wasn't hunting I was talking about taking me out on . . ." she paused in mid sentence as she just realized her mistake. She looked around before pushing off the wall. How could she be so stupid . . . how could she be stupid to even suggest something like that to chop. "I'm going to check on my weapons since your still here," she said as if nothing was even wrong. She walked past him to the door, and back to the back room.
She cursed herself as she entered the room. How could she be stupid, and more than one way. How could she even slip up with that in front of Marcus himself. She shook her head as she put her hand to her head and groaned. She really did like him . . . and she liked him a lot. Yet there were several factors that played in there, and age was one of them. She didn't care, but it was mostly for the fact she probably never even liked someone this much in her entire life. The man was almost 20 years older than her, and she was falling head over heals for him. She sighed as she closed her eyes before shaking her head. She had to get a grip of herself, and straighten her act up. She knew it was pointless to even try, but it never hurt. Though in the end she knew he wouldn't go for her.
There were plenty of women his age that were beautiful, and even more prettier than she ever was. An probably more to his liking. He probably never even took a second look at her. Dark bit her lip as she looked straight ahead of her. She felt her heart break at the thought, and tried her best to shake it off . . . but how do you shake off heartbreak. How do you get over something when you never even knew what it was to begin with. She walked over to her halbaird and picked it up. Looking it over and making sure it was to her liking. Still her mind wrapped around her emotions. Usually she was good at hiding them, but for some reason she was finding it quite hard to do when she was around him. That was a lot of the reason she found herself meditating a lot more even when she was in the bar.
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Post by JazzBuddah on Sept 1, 2009 12:33:41 GMT -5
Bishop watched Dark helplessly as she left her in the bar. Looking down at the floor he shook his head and scratched his hair. This wasn't the first time this had been brought up. It was rather flattering but he was sure she was suffering from Florance Nightengale syndrom. It had happened with some of his other female patients too. It was always awkward being in the bar during the busy hour with Dark in the room when women would buy him drinks. He hadn't been in a single relationship since his memory returned as he was constantly haunted by a single image he couldn't shake. Going behind the bar he poured himself a drink. Sipping on it he headed to the door, turned the close sign and headed to the training door and knocked on it.
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OOC: until purple posts thers little I can do with deckman. one more post and he'll be close enough to dice him
Using the crowbar many of the blades on Clarissa's side started smoking and grinded to the hault. The blades facing Saiz continued rotating and soon the closest blades began cutting away at his robotic arm.
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Post by Purple4Stephen on Sept 1, 2009 12:59:38 GMT -5
((OOC:Again sorry for the another late post, i was busy here a lot))
As the blades get closer and closer to Saix he tries more and more to get away.
"No!!! No damn it im not gonna let this happen"
Saix activates his hidden blade and loosens his left arm by slashing away with the hidden blade.
He starts grabing manny items around him and starts throwing it at the blades. He accidently grabs his flash grenade and throws it at the deckman. Even if it was a robot the blades started acting up strange, they werre moving one second and not moving the next.
Saix uses his hidden blade to cut himself loose.
And then runs to Clarissa to help her.
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Post by JazzBuddah on Sept 1, 2009 14:08:24 GMT -5
Chop watched using his augmented vission and then cried out. "His craft is smoking. He's lost controll it's time to deliver the final blow." He called out wondering just how they would take care of things. Based on the Bishops theory of Karmatrons in relation to battle and limit breaks they should feel as high as a cloud once the fighting was done. Like they could take on the world. If not the Limit Break training would have to wait until another day.
Frantically the Deckman pulled levers and pressed buttons as the vehicle shaked and sputtered out smoke. "ohw noooow." He said panicing trying to fix the device. "Terrible vengence...any time now...just give me a sec."
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Post by NotAvailable on Sept 1, 2009 15:24:30 GMT -5
OOC: Sorry I'm late and behind on lots of posts...I'm sick. Bleh.
Clarissa, with the help of Saix, was cut loose. She still had her crowbar in tightly in her grasp but she couldn't see very well. Her anger was starting to build up though. She hated being put into danger like that. Not because of Saix, but this whole ordeal!
She rubbed at her eyes frantically, opening her eyes she could see number 12's silhouettea little. She growled and tightened her fists around her weapons. "I'm gonna f**king rip you apart!!" she yelled out. She stillhad no clue how she was gonna pull off some limit break. She didn't have the kind of power Dark had.
Human or not, she'd never used anythinglike the move she had used on her and Saix. At the moment the f**king limit break wouldhave to wait. She ran at Deckman 12 and started bashing in his head, leaving heavy blows and dents. He was so surprised he could barely move. She then jammed the hooked end into a panel screwed to his chest and started ripping it apart.
There was some wires and circuits inside. She threw aside her weapon and slammed her hand into it, grabbing onto as much as she could and ripping them out. The deckman fell back, his body unable to move now.
She was onto of it, pulling out as many wires and kneeing and kicking as hard as she could. Her knees were sore, scraped up and bleeding but she hadn't felt it. Even the stab wounds were starting to open up more, bleeding out and should have been throbbing with pain. Still no reaction. She couldn't feel anything but her anger and an adrenaline rush through her. A very, exciting and overwelming adrenaline rush.
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Post by JazzBuddah on Sept 1, 2009 18:00:53 GMT -5
"Alright. Nice job." He said typing on the computer. Pressing a button the fans activated and all of the suds were soaked out of the room. At that moment Bishop entered.
"How is everything? Is everyone okay?" He asked looking around. Chop nodded.
"Saix and Clarissa have a few scratches and cuts but they'll live."
"What about twelve!?" He asked desperately. "Did he survive?" Chop looked at him confused and suddenly a robotic 'ow' was heard in the middle of the arena. Bishop sighed with relief. He then looked back. "Ten, take twelve to the repair station. After you get him there see if you can convince Dark to come back down and tend bar." Without any argument twelve waddled in and drug the remeaining head unit of number ten out of the arena. When the door closed he looked at the team. "Don't worry. He wasn't trying to kill you. He wanted something else...you were never in any real danger." Looking at Chop he shrugged his shoulders. "Think it's time." Chop nodded.
"Let's have at it." Bishop said. "Come back here behind the line, it's time to realise your potential." After they came back he looked at them. "Alright. The fight you have just been in was one, to test your abilities, and two, to charge your Karmatrons. Most Hunters don't know it but you can controll this energy. Right now you probably feel invincibal, like you could take on the world or just want to break somethin. People with this mindset either get killed doing something foolish or start becoming the one thing they are built to hunt. You can use these charged karmatrons and focus them into a 'limit break'"
"A 'Limit Break' is a special move that you can use once your karmatrons are fully energized. It'll add to your abilities, strengths and agility. Every part of you becomes energized if you learn to focus it, you can even focus it into your weapons. Now Chop has been pracicing with you but only flesh and blood humans have karmatrons while cyberoteic and robotic beings use nano machines. Chop, Give us a demonstration of a Limit Break." With that said Chop stood up and pulled the hammers off his back. Pressing a button the hammers expanded from a disc into a full drum. He then looked at the hunters.
"Cover your ears." He said with a smile. With that said Bishop pressed a button and a dummy raised up from the floor. Suddenly the wind picked up as he placed the hammers side by side in the form of a cannon. Turning the hammers a metallic sound could be heard as they connected. As electicity began arcing from his body he let out a battle cry. "SONIC HAMMER!" Once saying that a sonic boom shot out of the hammer causing the debri on the ground to shake blasting the dummy into pieces and forming a dent on the far wall.
"That was good Chop." Chop smiled and bowed to the others. "To be able to use his limit break again he mus fight to charge his karmatrons. After the initial strike he will be fatiqued until his body regains energy." He then gestured for one of the hunters to approach him. "Limit Breaks are a little known art and is hard to master. Before we can go any further you must develop at least one ability. First, think about what you want to do and imbed it deep into your mind. Next you call out what you decided to name your limit break so your karmatrons store the information at an atomic level. If you manage to pull off you manuver the move will be saved and you can perform your attack next time by just calling out it's name." He then looked at the hunter that approached him. "Keep in mind this doesn't make you superman. If your idea surpasses your abilities your Limit Break will fail and you'll need to try again. I must warn you, If you try to do something beyond your abilities you could injure or even kill yourselves. I recomend something simple such as a complex tactical strike, charged weapon attack or temporary partial body augmentation. Clarrisa you'll probably find you can make a special bullet just by concentrating your energy. Saix, you might even be able to transform your blade of cause it to be engulfed in fire. Take time to concider your first limit break. When your ready I'll deploy a target.
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Walking nervously down the hallway Deckman Ten fearfully and lightly rapped on Darks door. "Um...Mwiss Dark. Bwishop asked if you couwd come back downstairs to tend bar while he tweached wimit breaks. He said he'd understand if you don't want to though.
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Post by Reaper on Sept 1, 2009 18:16:17 GMT -5
Dark sighed as she sat her halbaird down on the bed. She looked to the door and sighed again. Standing up she moved to open the door. "Yeah I'll watch it," she said as she shut her door behind her. "Limit Break, eh. Well they might be in there a while," she said as she walked down the stairs. She looked around the bar, and took her position behind the counter with #10. He could handle it, but she was there to help out as well. Things at time got really packed and even a robot needed help from time to time. She looked back to the Restricted door and sighed. Her mind still reeling on what she had said earlier. Dark shook her head and straightened up. Hey may have known, but it didn't cause her to slip up and make more mistakes.
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Post by NotAvailable on Sept 1, 2009 18:25:22 GMT -5
OOC: To be honest Im hving trouble with the Limit Break Creation thing...so I hope this was what you meant...
Clarissa glanced at Bishop as he spoke. Her eyes focused on some of the scraps of kitchen crap that fell off of number twelve. Her heart was still pumping fast and the rush was still running through her body. She was struggling to comprehend how she was suppose to do this, 'Limit Break' crap.
Her fists tightened until her knuckles were white. She wasn't made to do the amazing things they could and it ****ed her of so goddamn much. She wasn't special, she wasn't powerful, she wasn't anything this person was trying to tell her she was inside. She was normal.
Teeth grinding together sharply, she clutched onto her shotgun tightly. Her hands and shoulder shook with such anger she hadn't realized she's sqeezed onto the trigger too hard. The gun shot off, a burst of electricity engulfing the sharpnel and shooting into one of the fallen opponents from earlier. A large blast of bright blue electricity overwelmed the cyborg and sent it's pieces of armor and it's legs and arms flying everywhere.
Suddenly her energy felt like it was wiped clean and she fell over, grasping her head. "Oww oww oww oww..." Now she was feeling all the aches and pains in her body.
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Post by JazzBuddah on Sept 1, 2009 18:37:27 GMT -5
Bishop started to clap but then sunk as soon as his kitchen equipment caught fire. His mouth dropped open and a shaking finger pointed at the wreckage. "My....M-my..." Chop came up behind him and patted him on the shoulder. "Tomarrows our business night. BBQ rat night...what are we going to do without a kitchen!" He then moped grabbing his hair.
"We can get it done by tommarrow." Chop said. "We'll just have to pull an all nighter." Sighing he looked at Clarissa.
"That was good but next time be sure to name it. Once you do it will increase in power after ever time you use it as it gets fused into you." While the two were talking the bar outside began filling with customers.
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Post by NotAvailable on Sept 1, 2009 18:43:22 GMT -5
Clarissa groaned and struggled to get to her feet. Her legs buckled and she fell right back down on her ass. She winced and looked up at Chop and then at Bishop. "Sorry about that..heh heh...Um, I can pay for it. Er, well not really, but I know my dad'll let you borrow our kitchen stuff. I mean, we never use it anyway...Heh..."
With that said, she stood up finally and looked at what she'd done. Amazed by herself she smiled widely. "Hell yes. I am awesome...But what to name it..." she muttered.
Lights Out
Grinning she nodded. "Lights Out".
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