Before he could fiee his blazing bolt he was knocked off of his branch by the vibrating sound waves, it was strnage though, they seemed to cut his face as well, a small amount of blood seeped from a cut in his forehead. "Another screamer?! Jesus you people aren't making this ea--" He looked and noticed most of those rich ones he was supposed to kill were scattered in various places on the wall. "Well ****, how the hell am I gonna get paid..." He looked at the source of the radiation and scream and completely forgot about the ther heroes, and the bane spiders. "You just cost me god-knows-how-much money. Now....I'M PISSED!" He shot a stream of gass in front of him at the woman. Roots sprawled out of the floor of the mansion in towards her, while flames spewed from his ventilator.
(By the way, some background info, he can spray these seeds and shoot fire at the same time because his suit has neural receptors that transfer his brainwaves into commands for his suit. The gass is a sort of plant pheramone and growth hormone.)
Then Harry came face to face with probing tendrils of radiation. Five spiraling tentacles of green wisp rushed at him from differant angles to do what only radiation can do.
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The roots tore themselves to shreds as the air vibrated around them.
The fire was harder to subdue, as it couldn't be cut by sonic vibrations. It got through the barrier of sonic vibrations easily enough. The fire brushed up against the edge of the Nocturne of Agony's frame, and she hissed in a soft voice that tinkled like crystals. Apart from blackening the sinister leather she wore beneath her trenchcoat however, it didn't appear to do anything more then artificial damage.
After the flames faded away, the Nocturne turned to Flaming.
And she sang.
It was easily the most beutiful song Flame had ever heard in his entire life. Symphonies had nothing on this. Her words dripped with metaphorical honey, and the air seemed to bend and twist in just the right way to create the perfect harmonies of vibrations to create a noise that was positively delightful to the ear.
Flaming suddenly felt very...
tired?
Yes, tired.
And while he became more exausted, the Nocturne of Agony whispered sweet nothings to him in the form of a SIRENS SONG, urging him to rest. Not only was this compulsive, but the sound waves were literally curling through his eardrums and into his sensory lobes, sending a slight mental suggestion into his mind that he should fall asleep on the spot.
No less then fifteen tendrils of green wispy radiation hovered about him, waiting. Either he would fall asleep, and they would strike and rip him apart. Or he wouldn't fall asleep, and they'd attack anyway, albeit he'd still have time to react.
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And while he became more exausted, the Nocturne of Agony whispered sweet nothings to him in the form of a SIRENS SONG, urging him to rest. Not only was this compulsive, but the sound waves were literally curling through his eardrums and into his sensory lobes, sending a slight mental suggestion into his mind that he should fall asleep on the spot.
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"Can't...sleep.....won't..." He mumbled to himself, nearly falling unconscious as he spoke. He struggled focusing enough for this next command. As he fell, two gasses were sprayed, one made the roots pull him underground, and the next caused a small tree to form next to him, this was a strange one indeed, as instead of leaves, it seemd it has a green aura surrounding it, almost like a spirit tree. He only hoped he had enough time to heal before the radiation tendrils could attack him. They wouldn't form cancerous growths on him like the civilians, but he would more than a bit injured.
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Then Harry came face to face with probing tendrils of radiation. Five spiraling tentacles of green wisp rushed at him from differant angles to do what only radiation can do.
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"Wait for it," Harry grinned to himself as the tendrils rushed at him. "Annnnnnd... now." He suddenly sprung forward, twisting his body between the grasping energy. Landed, rolled, and lept straight up, dodging another sweep at his legs.
There were quite a few close shaves as Harry flipped and rolled, keeping just one step ahead of the deadly tentacles. His path may have seemed random at first, but eventually he was flipping straight into the midst of the Arachnos forces.
The Spiders were taken by surprise, having been focused on the initial threat of the goddess and her minions, as Harry jumped into the middle of them with the pursuing energy creations close behind. The tendrils dove after him, only to begin hitting the Arachnos soldiers instead as the hero dodged and flipped out of the way at the last second.
Two Bane Spiders went down, one Lieutenant, and one tentacle even crashed against the mastermind's force field. The last tendril managed to weave through the chaos, zeroing in on it's prey.
Sprinting across the room, Harry pulled another Zero bomb from his belt. As he drew near one of the ornate pillars, he threw the device straight up in the air. Jumping forward he swung 360 degrees around the pillar, catching the bomb with his foot on its way down, kicking it straight into the tendril.
The energy creation exploded into non-existance. Harry glanced over to were the infected Arachnos soldiers were disappearing, teleported away to medical tubes.
"Not too shabby," Harry grinned.
The green tendrils of radiation started to seep down into the hole, They got to a depth of abut 50 ft. below when the hole erupted into a geyser of flame. "That, was way too close." He cracked his neck while eyeing the woman "I suppose I"ll have to be a bit more careful from now on." This time though, he realized he may need some help... "Hey fancy staff man! Mind giving me a hand here?" He didn't like asking for help, but there wasn't much of a choice.
Well, this wasn't good. The heroes seemed to be interrupting his plan to capture the goddess. We couldn't have that, now could we? Temporarily redirecting his focus to Harry, all of his bots unleashed a full power attack on Harry at once, hopefully at least incapacitating him.
(Sorry, short post. I'm on limited time right now.)
((Sorry for not being able to post as much, I've been workin on a lot of stuff for end of the school year and such.))
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Flaming hit the ground with a loud crash, due partly to his gear. The kick had sent his head spining, he was dazed and a bit out of it. When he realized what had happened he turned his hands to the floor.
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Suddenly, a massive clump of roots overcame him, and by the time they parted there was a fairly large whole in the ground with Flaming no where to be found. Suddenly a multitude of vines burst from under Soul Striker's feet.
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"Agh!" Soul Striker attempted to jump out of the way and suceeded, but managed to get hit in the foot, sending him tumbling. Grumbling, he said to himself while getting up, "I'm so sick of being thrown around like this..why do villains need to always have these new powers...what happened to plain old super strength and stupidity..." [ QUOTE ]
Flaming burst from the side of the wall on a tree limb, only now with a black eye and some bruises. "Alright, now I'm pissed." He said, aiming his arm, already lit on fire.
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"That, was way too close." He cracked his neck while eyeing the woman "I suppose I"ll have to be a bit more careful from now on." This time though, he realized he may need some help... "Hey fancy staff man! Mind giving me a hand here?" He didn't like asking for help, but there wasn't much of a choice.
[/ QUOTE ] "Hahah, the last thing you should worried about is the amazon woman, because you're still MINE!" Soul Striker jumped down the hole (He is still in there right?) screaming incoherently, and began pressing several buttons on his suit again, causing a great aura to form around him, it would make him almost unstoppable, but it could not last forever. Whispering to himself he said "I need to get rid of this guy now, while I still can..."
Flaming suddenly felt a pressure building up around him, almost as if the air was descending and compacting around him...
Then it bent and twisted as the air began to vibrate.
A field of sonic vibrations anchored itself onto Flaming, and they started to cut and smash into him immediately...
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Soul Striker jumped down the hole (He is still in there right?) screaming incoherently, and began pressing several buttons on his suit again, causing a great aura to form around him, it would make him almost unstoppable, but it could not last forever. Whispering to himself he said "I need to get rid of this guy now, while I still can..."
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Flaming felt the pain all around him, every fiber of his being ached, not to mention he also had a screaming hero about to jump in on him. Gotta time this right.. "You do remember we're fighting [u]in the ground[u] right, surrounded by roots and what have you?" he stated in a mocking sort of way. A column of roots burst in from the right and dragged him away, leaving Soul to dive into the pit full of sonic energy.
Jake flew farther up, nearly touching the ceiling. This was getting ugly. Way too many unanticipated supers showed, that that through a monkey wrench in the simple plan of 'Go in, ask for surrender, wait for the inevitable "No!", call in the reinforcements, shoot and capture'. Simple, unless you throw in a variable that can level a block with the flick of his wrist. He sighed.
(Um, kay, I forgot to mention what the vibrations did to him, so we'll just say that his shield protected him from the vibrations of the air. However, that poses a problem with how he hears. So... His bots record sound and play it back into his earpiece? Yeah, we'll go with that.)
((Actually he's out of range of the vibrations, he only got smacked by a tendril of radiation. ))
(Oh, well the shield covers that much. ^.^)
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Flaming felt the pain all around him, every fiber of his being ached, not to mention he also had a screaming hero about to jump in on him. Gotta time this right.. "You do remember we're fighting [u]in the ground[u] right, surrounded by roots and what have you?" he stated in a mocking sort of way.
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A column of roots burst in from the right and dragged him away, leaving Soul to dive into the pit full of sonic energy.
[/ QUOTE ] As he was being pulled away by the vines, he constantly tore at more and more roots, trying to pull himself back up to Flaming Earth, right now, he was unstoppable, his power still lasted a little longer. Untill finally he was able to grab hold of Flaming Earth's leg, mumbling Soul Striker said, "This power might not last long, but it will be enough to bring you to hell with me....!"
"Damnit! Dn't you have anyone better to kamikaze?!" Flaming shouted at Soul Striker, cursing more under his breath. "Well if staying down here means I die too, I vote for we both go up!" This last command may have taken longer above ground, but luckily they weren't. One other column of roots came, but this time from the beneath them, launching both of them out of the hole, into the air, and through the hole in the cieling. "Hope you can fly, ***hole!" Then he remembered something, in the heat of the moment down in the hole, he'd forgotten about himslef and the fact he couldn't fly. "Oh ****...."
One skeletal hand gripped Flaming Earth by the left wrist, a grunt coming from the flying figures skeletal mouth. "Woah, hello there. How are you doing this fine afternoon?"
In his left hand, Experiment 2.0 was hanging by his right ankle, unconscious.
The sonic blasts from earlier took a toll on him, and he had disappeared ((I know, lame, but I had to explain him somehow! =P)) from view. Apparently, he had been swept up in an invisible wave by this form.
The skeletal figure landed, his black and red cloak and hood flowing as his black and red cloak adjusted itself in its black and red goodness.
He released both limbs, Flaming landing easily, while Experiment landed with a resounding *CRUNCH* and disappeared due to his Medi-Port. The figure bowed. "Blind Messenger, at your service. Now, what the hell made you fly into me?"
(*checks watch* Still kinda waiting on the OP to control the Goddess... >.>
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"Damnit! Dn't you have anyone better to kamikaze?!" Flaming shouted at Soul Striker, cursing more under his breath. "Well if staying down here means I die too, I vote for we both go up!" This last command may have taken longer above ground, but luckily they weren't. One other column of roots came, but this time from the beneath them, launching both of them out of the hole, into the air, and through the hole in the cieling. "Hope you can fly, ***hole!" Then he remembered something, in the heat of the moment down in the hole, he'd forgotten about himslef and the fact he couldn't fly. "Oh ****...."
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As Soul Striker was launched into the air, he noticed a chandelier on top of the ceiling, fortunately he managed to get one arm hold of it. "Hah!" he said, he was safe.....untill he noticed a bunch of noises coming from his arm. His energy shorterd out, his "invincibility" just ended, and he was so drained. He lost his grip....all he managed to say was "Oh ****" .
Jake looked up at the new villain and smirked. "Well well well, the Blind Messenger. I've heard of you. Mind giving me a hand over here?" He said, gesturing to the raging Goddess and the currently-being-shot-at Harry.
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He released both limbs, Flaming landing easily, while Experiment landed with a resounding *CRUNCH* and disappeared due to his Medi-Port. The figure bowed. "Blind Messenger, at your service. Now, what the hell made you fly into me?"
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"Well, bit of a last ditch escape effort from the screaming woman....If you could call her that, and the screaming scrapper that jumped in on me. Now, I think I need to attempt to cause bodily injury on something..." He stated while staring at the woman who had caused him to make the hole in the first place. "Oh, and thanks for the help, I get the feeling this would have ended badly if you weren't there." He wondered what happened to Soul Sriker as he walked back to into the fray.
Soul Striker looked down, it seems like it's going to hurt once he hit the ground....and it will hurt even more with a villain right beneath him....Soul Striker saw Flaming Earth, but this was NOT how he wanted to end up seeing him again...."Get out of the way!" he yelled down to him, this would get messy if the two crashed into each other....again.
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Get out of the way!" he yelled down to him, this would get messy if the two crashed into each other....again.
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As he looked up he had an idea. His right hand was pointed above him, towards Soul, and his left was pointed to the ground behind him.
A gass shot of out of his right in an arc motion and a column of roots rose as a sort shield, but it was slanted, seemingly to where his left hand was pointing. The other shot flames a stream of flames att the ground, making a fairly deep hole. If he plotted this right, Soul would slide right into the hole and out of his way.
The Nocturne of Agony facepalmed.
She settled for floating up into the air high above the rocking and very crowded ground.
She pulled something out of her trench-coat pocket.
A remote detonator.
"Sonic Bombs. The cure to the ultmate headache..." She muttered.
She blasted a hole in the cieling with a quick flick of sonic vibrations, and flew out.
*Chk* went the detonator as the button was pressed.
All around the building at stratigic locations, particularly where their were structural weaknesses, the sonic bombs the Nocturne had planted earlier began to count down their timers.
2:59:04
Jake glanced at the large hole left by the Nocturne and noticed her flying out. <Couldn't handle it I guess.> He smirked and put his hand to his communicator, asking Arachnos for more reinforcements. He explained that many more super-powered beings than planned were here, and that the previous dispatch was easily defeated. He got what he wished for. Soon, as in very very soon, a team of Crab Spiders and Tarantula Mistresses would be arriving. The Goddes would be captured. Quickly wanting to turn the tide of evenly matched battle, he called to the two closest villain at his disposal, Flaming and Blind, and yelled, "You two! If you want to earn any spoils from this, we have to work together!" He threw up shields on the both of them to prove that he was sincere in his proposal and continued to order his bots to mercilessly pound Harry. As soon as he was done with him, he'd help his impromptu allies.
Blind smirked, observing his shielding. "Y'know, usually, I would be torn between fighting for the awesome bad guys, or helping the guy who gave me shields..."
He raised his hand, and the ground crumbled under rotting hands, zombies and knights separating themselves from the ground. "But then, I've never really been one to be a good guy..."
He then pointed his hand at Jake, darkness enveloping it. "So, if fly-boy here doesn't agree with you, I will be more than happy to send your mind reeling into the abyss."
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(( And technically just using sound filters wouldn't save Harry. Those are VIBRATIONS IN THE AIR, not just sound waves. But I don't mind much, just me being nit-picky.
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((Probably not, but the poor, puny human's gotta have SOME way of avoiding being liquified by the army of demi-gods runnin' around here.
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Then Harry felt an immense pressure building up around him again, and another distortion of air vibrations began to cut into him.
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Body armor that had protected him just minutes before began to fail. It's very structure now weakened from the deadly wail, it sliced as easily as normal cloth. A slash on the arm, a slice across the forehead, a rather nasty gash across his back.
In a desperate attempt at escape, Harry dropped to the ground, firing a quick burst from his jump jets. His body was propelled across the floor, breaking away from the invisible assault and sending him crashing through a table and into a bookcase.
Harry could feel blood running down around his goggles and mask as he watched the villains continue their battle. Why? It was a question that had always bothered him. There was so much to DO in the world, why would people waste their time with this kind of thing?
"Unreasonable people make life so difficult," he muttered quietly to himself, finally laboring back to his feet. Deactivating the Nemesis staff, Harry once again drew his katana. With his armor reduced to simply a stylish outfit he'd have to work even harder at dodging the numerous villains.
'But then again,' Harry thought to himself with a smirk. 'That's what makes it so fun.'