Open Season (Open RP)

Talos Island, Paragon City

Drake Flame awoke in his bed in a cold sweat, unusual for a pyromancer. He got out of bed and walked to the toilet, taking some warm water and washing his face. "what woke me up?" turning back to his room he stops, a shadow that shouldnt be is walking towards him. "hello again, demon holder!". Drake begins to heat up the air but the shadow raises a fist.

As Drake's body dropped to the floor, Alex Balfear licked the blood from his hand. He didnt want to turn the boy, nor feed of him, for the scent of blood was on the winds and his other half was calling for his body to join the fight. Dropping out of the building, Alex released control to his other hald, Blood, and they began following the scent. Let us hope this battle is more worthy of us, than taking out that fallen thought Alex. "blood scent strong, many kills, good fight, need strong aid, blood mistress call us" replied Blood, and they took flight, heading for Moth Cathedral.

Micheal had moved halfway from his original position towards the bell tower when the reply come through over the amulets. "Grayson, its good to hear you, im closing on th bell tower, one squad of agents with me and a second squad holding gaurd at the rear. We have reported the situation to HQ, area is too hot for a rescue mission, reinforcements are on route. What is your condition and location?"

Micheal was filled with joy that there were survivours and after reloading his flamer, sent a wave of Hellfire over the enemy. "Squad Beta, circle formation, hold this wall. Squad Alpha, begin bombardment of Rear lines and entry points, miminal damage to surrounding area so hellfire and holy rounds only"

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As the Mortars started to rain Hellfire on the enemy, Blood arrived to watch the battle brawling from above. well would ya look at that, its not something you see everyday though Alex. "time to fight? kill?" asked Blood, preparing his body for combat. yes i think so replied Alex

Blood punched into the Possessed and began making his way towards the nighthunters, sending Possesed, demon and zombie flying in all directions as he began to charge towards Moth Cathedral

There was a sound like thunder in the distance and it grew louder with each passing moment, shaking the walls of the Cathedral and causing all but the most sure footed combattants to grab nearby objects for support. It was as if some deific being had roared in fury and struck at the very earth with its mighty fist. Dark Astoria was lit up as if by the light of a thousand suns.

One of the tower blocks on the horizon, already weakened by years of abandonement, burst into flame and came smashing down upon the earth. The Light dimmed, but the building was a-glow, consumed by molten plasma and lit up by flames that made the fog appear to be opening unto the gates of hell itself. Something was flung from the wreckage and it hit the street near where the Tank had come to rest. It was the nose come from some sort of missile, with the searing metal outlining the Arachnos logo triumphantly.

This was no attack missile, however, for it had carried a payload far more destructive than mere nuclear weaponry. There was a clanking and a scraping of metal against metal and a titanic form of industrial creation rose up in shadow from the burning ruins. The ground shook again as the behemoth creation took its first massive metallic step towards the scene of the battle. Without breaking stride, it crushed a group of Longbow vehicles that were scrambling through the streets to assist the besieged heroes.

"You think that tank is a match for my most impressive creation?", called out the voice of infamous science villain, Dr Carmine, over her colossal robot's broadcast system. "The Court of the Blood Countess may doubt the power of my scientific expertise, but today i shall prove who within the court is the more valuable innovator! Quake in fear you tiny fools! Muhahaha!"

Upon seeing the mighty construct approaching, Micheal grabbed his radio and began to order sit reports from the Longbow aid that was supposed to be coming. Too late he saw the pillar of smoke rising from the wreckage of the Longbow Reinforcements. Micheal decided that enough was enough, "Sqaud beta, carry on, head towards that bell tower and secure the site. I'm going after that behemoth monster". He activated his stealth suit and began to run, barging past scientist and demon alike towards the Titan looming over Astoria. "Nighthunters, Longbow reinforcements down, moving to intercept Titanic construct, will destroy"

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Blood swayed as the ground shock beneath him again, but continued undaunted on his path towards the Nighthunters. Without noticing the monster rising behind him, Blood transfomed into a winged monster and began to fly, punching holes in anyone in his path.

The titanic machine was oblivious to the tiny winged figure that had set off to engage it, for such beings were insignificant compared to its size and countless feet of armour plate (or so its creator believed). Though it appeared to move slowly, each giant step covered great distance and it began to close the gap between it and the Cathedral. Masonry and twisted metal rained down about it as it ploughed unabated through obstructing buildings. Nothing appeared to slow it at all.

Only the presence of the tank prevented it from obliterating the enemy. Such a vehicle was a notable threat and warranted immediate and hostile action. There was a tremendous, echoing blast and the air was filled with choking ozone as the walker began an opening volley with its colossal energy weapons. Blasts of plasma cut a swathe of devastation towards the tank, cleaving an abandoned shopping mall in half as if it simply was not there. Molten metal, burning concrete and a cloud of debris rained through the Astoria fog and pelted those on foot below.

Leon stood, tapping his foot and drumming the back of the katana blade against his shoulder as he waited for the oncoming horde. After lazily blowing a smoke ring, he flicked the cigarette away and spun his sword in arcs until it hummed.
"Right. Chance to surrender; gone. It's playtime."

With that he broke into a run, vanishing for an instant to appear in a headlong charge right in front of the oncoming mob.
"DeFeurard!" was the one word he shouted, before launching into the front rank like a bladed hurricane. Demons and zombies fell in droves, the katana hacking through them like ragdolls. Leon spun, punching a giant, cow-skulled demon in the face so hard that a horn broke off and the thing toppled back in a shower of teeth. It erupted into flame a moment later as the katana, kicking sparks from where the point dug into the concrete, was dragged through its twisted form from crotch to neck, the skull shattering into fragments.
Leon moved like greased lightning, shrugging off whatever blows the creatures managed to land on him, bursting into laughter as he danced the dance of death, steadily becoming covered in blood as he ducked and wove and killed.

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Originally Posted by Zwillinger GG, I would tell you that "I am killing you with my mind", but I couldn't find an emoticon to properly express my sentiment.

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Originally Posted by Captain_Photon NOTE: The Incarnate System is basically farming for IOs on a larger scale, and with more obtrusive lore.

"STOP!" yelled Pious, instantly commanding stillness. His expressions remained calm and passive but he was clearly fully recovered and armed for the worst. "This has nothing to do with my sister Bathory. This feud is between you and I. Right here, right now, we need to end it. You and your demonkind want to share our country, fine. You win. Okay? A sizeable chunk of Cap Au Diable is already yours. You got Bloody Bay during the war in January and now you've seized Astoria. I think that's more than enough both to match your inflated ego and provide stomping ground for all your people. Call off Carmine and her giant robot. Tell the Countess Leeches to move off her snipers, make Alex Balfear go away and those demons down there are Rollister's doing, aren't they? Talk to him, make him stop. I'm surrendering Elizabeth, because there is no reason for us to keep up this fight. I propose a truce; you want freedom to reign and I want your kind to be peaceful among us. So how about it?" he asked, extending his arm over the balcony and offering a handshake. "Live... and let live."

((sorry I had work, is it ok if I just assume leon killed the zombie sniper? if not I can edit later))


Leeches grumbled, so a vampire had killed the sniper irritating, she pressed a communicatiosn button, "Send in more, slowly i want them to close in, this could be a good oppertunity, send in the rest of the cyborg zombies, my latest children, send them in, all fifty of them".

Leeches swore, that sniper was one of her favourites she would have to clone it later, she would travel to the rooftop herself and get the sample, but this battle was Bathory's and Leeches had no intention of stealing the fire.

She put oh some battle armour and a helmet fashioned in a grinning vampire skull way and activated her personal shield and walked for a teleporter, her personal bodyguards of robots following her as well as a group of twenty armoured soldiers, she smirked, just like old times.

Back at Leeches base a gang of werewolves had arrived and one of Leeches scientists nodded to them, "The mistress has had to atend to business, however she wanted you to have these force field bracelets".

The lead werewolf said, "What? Bracelets we look like the sort to wear them to you?

The scientists sighed and rolled his eyes before going on.

"They, once worn will activate a strong force field around you in your werewolf form to protect you from silver bullets and such, though it probably too late for you to get involved she asked me to ask you if you minded being on standby".

"If these bracelet things do what you say, you have our support, we will be waitin".

Back near Moth Cathedral

Leeches gave some orders to her snipers as she moved to the edge of the roof watching the situation and eager to get the go signal and order her soldiers and robots to open fire, she could wait though, it was not blood lust, simply the desire to fight. She didnt care if her targets lived or died, it was simply business, the joy of battle was what she looked forwards to.

"Ok, snipers distract the nighthunters, and that vampire I get my clone sample and watch the battle personally".

She knelt over the downed sniper and stroked its head almost affectionatly, "Such a waste".

She took a skin sample and then stood up to carry on watching what was unfolding, she was tempted to move in closer but would not risk it, this was not really her battle, yet.

"Now we wait and see soldiers, we wait and see, we are ready for the call if needed though the snipers may fire at will, we and our new missiles on my guards here will wait for Bathory to ask for us".

"Will Bathory know that she has to ask mistress?

"She will, telepathy see?

"Understood".

Leeches then sent a telepathic signal to Bathory, "I shall be ready to open fire on your command".

with that the fifty snipers opened fire with a type of laser sniper rifle and more laser blasts rained towards the cathedral and the heroes huddled there and one of Leeches zombie snipers said arrogantly, "Its l...like shooting f...fish in a b...barrel".

Leeches was tracking the movements, it was interesting. It seemed there was some kind of negotiation going on, this was unexpected. That renegade vampire was proving a unexpected problem, undeads were always so fickle. She turned to her armoured soldiers, their built in weapons systems humming as they stood to attention, she smiled like a proud parent.

"You are my chosen, you know what I expect of you, do me proud when the time comes".

She was proud of the impervium armour she had made, it gave the impression of a silver and red armoured skeleton and muscle system. The silver vampire skull face plates and samurai styled helmets made them look noble and savage all at once, she smiled again bareing her sharp teeth. The armour also had two underlayers one of spidersilk kevlar and one of old fashioned chainmail. The armaments were not lacking either, a force field system, hand mounted energy cannons, machine guns, arm blades and mini shoulder mounted rocket launchers. The soldiers felt powerful and that was half the battle, win in the mind and fate would let you win in the world, in theory.

Leeches nodded at them and said in a commandig voice, "The teleportation point is set in the tower, on my command we will teleport and unleash hell".

She didnt have to give the robot orders they would follow her without question, however it would get a little crowded in that tower if that was the case. She turned to them and gave orders.

"You stay here, fire the missiles as I teleport, only come to me if my emergancy signal is activated".

"As you command."

Now all she could do was wait for the signal to either retreat or attack, she wondered which it would be. She idly watched her snipers continuing to fire at anything marked as a enemy, she had no indications to call them off so the attack would continue. She checked her weapons a pulse rifle she had heavily modified and her two ancient swords, they had been passed down for generations and had served her well. Perhaps soon, very soon they would again.

She recieved the signal to keep track of the rebel vampire and called a sniper to her, "Load tracker bullets, mark that rebel vampire, take it down if it starts its violence again".

The Cyberzombie nodded and loaded the new ammunition, it was not all though, the robots would also open fire as soon as the sniper did as that would indicate the talking was over. Leeches would not enter the tower with her soldiers yet though, only on Bathory's signal, she did not want to disrupt anything.

Micheal ran fast, barging past the scientists, completely concealed by the stealth suit, ignoring the warnings in his ear. Reaching the bottom of the Titan mech, Micheal fired a grapple shot up to the left cannon, and zipped up to stand unsteadily as the machine continued to move forward. He placed a bomb on the cannon's joint to the main machine, then fired a grenade into the leg of the construct. Slowly, he began to climb higher, moving towards the top of the mecha.

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Blood reached the cathedral and struck hard, rocks and demons getting thrown about in his wake as he hits into the wall of the cathedral like a rocket. turning about, he moves quickly, charging towards the Elf on all four limbs, leaping into the air to make a tackle.

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High above the Battle Field, on Carine's emence mecha, a hidden figure watches the carnage with glee. His cloaking system masking his presence, his attention turns towards a figure climbing the mecha. With great care two swords are unsheathed from his back and he takes a silent stance, his grav boots keeping him steady despite the movements of the Titan.

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A sonic Boom echoes around the battle field as The Blade Racer appears in full Corrander Armour, the metal gleaming in the light of the battle field. He floated inbetween Bathory and Pious, taking the hit from the dark magic unleashed from the Countess. "looks like im here just in time Bathory, run now, cause your doom is here" Blade stated in a calm, controled voice, holding his technological broad sword at his side, he stares at Bathory directly, waiting for her next move.

Morilanthi avoided the charging vampire by stepping to the side in the last moment. He then took his stance and waited.

"Draw your sword if you have one. But if you are no swordsman, do not expect to win this fight." He said calmly to Blood.

Blood turned quickly, putting a clawed foot behind him and his wings flat. "no sword, sword weak, no blood. Blood crush you little elf" replied Blood and charged again, clawing the ground so hard that each step he took cause the ground to crack and break beneath him. Swiping at the elf, Blood made no move avoid any counter attacks from the sword in Moril's hand.

A dark shadow started to take shape in the mist as it came closer and closer. As it jumped out of the mist and landed between Morilanthi and Blood you could see it was a hooded person.

"He is mine.. Vampire!" The person snarled at Blood. "Find your own fight or i will kill you myself."

Blood snarled and changed back to his more humn form, pushing his hood down, Alex retakes control of the body. "You want to kill this elf? try and take it from me!" Alex says before charging at the pair, swiping at them both with his powerful arms, moving to intercept any swift dodges.

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Micheal reached the top of the Mech, hauling himself up with a gasp. Standing, he looked out over the battle field. It did not look good. The bell tower on fire, moth cathedral under heavy siege from the demons and his own agents barely moving forward and holding the line. "time to turn this tide" Micheal muttered to himself, then rolled to the side as a figured decloaked behind him and thrust two sword into where Micheal's stomach had been. "so theres a gaurd up here huh? guess i got to take you out too". The figure, wearing armour which looked suspiciosly familiar, replied in a grated voice "A marvolous construct the Beautiful doctor has created dont you think? it'll bring about an end to the nighthunters this night, so i cant let you destroy it" and with that the figured charged, energy shield surrounding it as Micheal began to fire.

They both avoided the swipes as if it was a dance and not a fight.

"He is mine, as the Countess promised me that i would be the one to kill him. So i suggest you speak with the Countess if you have any objections.. vampire.."

The hooded person chuckled behind his mask as he looked at the both combatants.

"So good to see you again.. brother."

Alex spun on the spot, then stood still, looking up at the Bell tower "i might just at that, and i'll deal with my cousin at the same time!". And with that Alex took flight, heading for the Bell Tower and Blade Racer, leaving the two elves to fight each other instead.