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<Sapphire>

With the amount of power she's throwing around, I can't help but get a feeling she's toying with us. To even keep up I'm gonna need a power tap from Theta... that or just take the pain from draining her, but I think I'd prefer not to, that hurt and I didn't get much from it.

First order of business then: The mines. They're far enough apart that I can walk between them, but I'd rather not accidentally step on one, and seeing as she seems more focused on Theta at the moment, I took the time to gather enough ice to create a sizable chunk before tossing it into the air.

"Frostfall," I whispered, before scattering into ice particles as the hunk of ice above exploded, raining down dozens of shards of ice. I'd say the explosion from all the mines on my side of the room detonating got Mithril's attention, because almost immediately three of her clones popped up. I s***tered one immediately by coalescing next to it and hitting it with a Frozen Blow. The other two promptly ganged up on me, a torrent of metal and flame that I could only try to defend against.

Imbuing my gauntlets with frost helped to block the worst of the heat, but with two of them coming at me I've got no room to counterattack. The damning thing is she could easily bring more clones to bear if she wanted. I need a better plan.

A few too many burns later, something finally came to mind. Namely, something to even up the playing field a bit. Allowing myself to be knocked back by a particularly heavy attack to gain some distance, I raised one fist in the air, gathered as much ambient energy as I could, and drove it into the floor.

"GLAICERBREAKER," came out of my mouth in a much deeper tone than I was used to as freezing energy pulsed through the entire room, icing over everything... before the whole room cracked and s***tered, turning from a relatively smooth battleground into a craggy, ice-laden mess. Once the room stopped shaking, I found myself at the bottom of a crater amidst the calamity.

"Soooo... what was the point of that?" Mithril hollered from the rim of the crater, two clones appearing at her sides, flames crackling across their hands.

"Now the room is ice," I explained shortly, and then smoothly slid into the floor as the temperature took a sudden nosedive. Mithril turned around with a flat expression to spot Theta, or more accurately Theta in the middle of a furious blizzard as energy seeped from the frozen battlefield and into Frostmourne.

"Glaciate," he intoned, pointing the blade in her direction. A sparkling glow surrounded Mithril for a moment before all the air around her was abruptly replaced with ice. A grinding sound came from inside the gigantic frozen hunk a few seconds before Mithril burst out the top, arm replaced with a drill. The moment her arm stopped spinning, it froze over and s***tered, eliciting a frown from her. She regrew it and set it aflame... and was rewarded with a flame-shaped hunk of ice around her arm.

"Freeze from within," Theta croaked, as I burst up behind her and slammed a fist into her head, sending her skittering across the room. The clone she formed to counterattack me went down from a single fist to its chest, s***tering it into a million pieces.

Mithril, meanwhile, brought herself to a stop and glanced at small ice crystals forming over her arms, a shark-like grin growing on her face.

"Now it's INTERESTING!" she laughed, dumping enough energy into forming a massive inferno around both arms. Incredible that she can manage that, even in that state.

Theta shook his head as he drew Frostmourne up, mumbling, "Not sure I like interesting."

"On this we agree," I huffed from across the room.
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NyteLurker 8 years ago#52
X-Pluto-X

Epsilon, perhaps out of boredom, used the idle time he had to explore the submarine. Setting the sub to auto-pilot for now, he decided to give it a more thorough look-through.

It was to his surprise that two Black Pikmin stumbled out of a nearby room/compartment. Pluto and Shoutah.

"Come on, just let me do one shout! I haven't killed anything in ages!" Shoutah complained. Pluto facepalmed.

"You just end up breaching the hull and killing us all. Wait just a little longer. And besides, it hasn't even been that long-" Pluto retorted, before the Black Pikmin noticed Epsilon looking at them.

Pluto cleared his throat and began a conversation with the Warboss, proposing a possible contingency plan where the Fist of Zeromus would send a small fraction of Black Pikmin and hide away somewhere in case they lost, as a means for survival.

"Not a decision that's up to me. You'd have to take that up with the Supreme Warboss," Epsilon replied.

Pluto nodded. "I see." After another thoughtful pause, Pluto followed up, asking, "Hypothetically, if it were up to you, how would you vote?"

Epsilon paused a moment, thinking. "... I'm not sure. Maybe if I were in that position the answer would be clearer, but from where I'm standing... I don't know."

"What're you talking about, Pluto?" Shoutah asked.

"... About survival, mainly," Pluto explained, sighing. "Shoutah, listen. We're doing well, and I'm glad for the Black Pikmin as a whole. But with the things I've seen... "

Shoutah tilted his head. Epsilon noticed the pause in Pluto's speech, but decided not to ask about it.

"... nevermind. It's a distant memory. It's not coming back, and with our war strength, we'll hopefully be enough to crush the threat." Pluto continued, as if trying to reassure himself of something.

After a bit more time passed, a question came to Epsilon's mind.

"... How'd either of you get in here without me noticing, anyway?" Epsilon wondered.

Pluto paused... and let out a sigh. "While the other submarines were being built, Shoutah had another... incident. Anyways, we were chucked into the area where the subs were being built and apparently they dumped us into your incomplete sub and just forgot about us."

Shoutah turned his head towards the outside of the sub.

"I had to personally prevent Shoutah from screaming again while he was right next to me, for who knows how long," Pluto explained, placing one hand over Shoutah's eyes.

"If you have anything that would prevent Shoutah from trying to use his scream powers on whatever's outside the sub and breaching the hull in the process, that'd be great."

Epsilon hoisted a gun over his shoulder. "If you yell I'll shoot you myself."

Shoutah was the type to impulsively attack an enemy, without putting thought into other factors, such as whether said attack might breach the hull of the submarine they were in, causing water to flood in and kill them all. With that in mind, Pluto kept his hand over Shoutah's eyes to dissuade him from trying to attack whatever was outside the sub, and repeatedly whispered that "There were no enemies outside the submarine for you to attack," in a successful attempt to stop Shoutah from screaming.

Pluto spoke up again, saying, "Hey, I was thinking... when we get off the sub, if it was fine with you, I could accompany you for a bit while Shoutah just runs off and goes nuts on the enemy. I'm a bit tired of being forced to constantly babysit Shoutah and I'd like a bit of a break..."

Epsilon nodded in understanding, replying, "Sure thing." Having to constantly monitor Shoutah around the clock would be mentally taxing, after all...
<Epsilon>

One look at the underwater city of Vashj'ir told me that stealth wasn't really going to be a thing at this point. Barricade had made quite certain of that, going by the Barricade-shaped hole in the side of one of the gigantic domes. How the rest of it had managed to not collapse under the pressure after that impact was a mystery, though apparently a consistent one; the Mek Boyz had followed suite by simply ramming their way into the various structures.

Barricade's hole was large enough to fit the nose of my vessel, so I simply drove into it and opened the hatch to a scene of utter carnage. This dome must have, once upon a time, housed some kind of plantation. Now it just housed a bunch of craters. I hopped out, pointed Shoutah in the direction of the general carnage, and then promptly turned to go around it and see if I could pick off some of the back line... wherever that might be.

"If you're going to be sticking with me I'd advise a Stalker pattern Bolter. I don't tend to get too close to my enemies," I advised Pluto, taking only a bolt pistol from the sub's small weapons cache to supplement Pandora. Now then, to find the rest of the Boyz...
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NyteLurker 8 years ago#54
<]-Mithril-[>

Kick up the heat; kick up the fire. Now that the room's all ice, time to have the flames of battle burn even hotter.

More clones. More fire. More flaming motorcycles armed with burning drills and laser lances.

I gave myself a mental reminder to keep it low density; again, don't want Theta using an enhanced Frost Blast in this situation.

I had several clones hang back to shoot burny burny FIRE LASERS and hurl other projectiles at them. Less quantity, more quality in said projectiles. And by quality I mean more power and fire behind them. Did I mention that a good portion of said clones were airborne? That's probably important, seeing as Theta's starting to try and send ice spikes up to impale any clones that are still on the ground.

The other reason I'm having some of these clones hang back is so that they all don't get caught up in a single Glaciate, since they're so spread out.

By the way, did someone order a serving of BLAZING INFERNO FISTS? Because I know I did! The Thetas didn't seem too excited about this new development, and they seemed even less enthusiastic when I slammed the one with the Seraphim in the face with fiery-FIRE punches, with extra fire.

This is an excellent chance for me to fight ice people who have the terrain advantage. It's a good thing to experience new, different fights.

Anyways, my guess is that either Sapphire will try to pick off the clones that are up there hurling attacks at them, or sneak an attack at me while I'm right here in Theta's face and/or try to sneak in a HANDHOLDING SESSION with Theta and barf ugh no. The fact that the room is now ice makes it easier for Sapphire to make the latter happen and arghblargh.

After several moments where some of my clones were hit by either ice spikes or Sapphire's fists or freeze blasts in the midst of this battle, Sapphire appeared and punched me in the face while I was punching Theta in the face, and Theta took that opportunity to point his sword at me again and fire off a concentrated freeze ray. And now small ice crystals growing on my shoulder as well. Okay.

Since they were interrupting my attack routines, I decided to join in on the fun. Namely by having two clones drop in on the Thetas, rather literally.

""BURNING ELBOW DROP! Ferro Firestar!"

Cue twin fire impact shockwave explosions. With that, I smashed both Thetas into the ground simultaneously. I also can play the distraction game, thank you very much.

That done, I had the two clones that attacked the Thetas immediately explode as a followup, since the Thetas would probably just freeze/smack them in retaliation. Since Sapphire's punch put some distance between us, I decided to just hover off the ground, generate a "Cinder Cannon!" and immediately shoot the two Thetas to followup the followup.
(edited 8 years ago)
Black Scythe

The massive, sprawling complex of Thunder Throne lay before him, aglow with electric light. Massive lightning rods captured nature's fury, raining down from a continuous storm, formed by the same technology the Fist of Zeromus had captured from Storm Spire. The same technology that generated the Cathedral Stormrider's cloud cover.

There were many ways he could enter the complex; there were several open air areas inside the structure's massive bulk. But going in through the side was a coward's entry.

A conqueror enters through the front door.

"Room," Black Scythe intoned, an enormous blue bubble forming around the Throne's equally enormous front door. A few swipes of his tail separated it into chunks, and a massive blast of wind blew the whole thing over like a house of cards. Such a noisy entry was sure to attract attention. The complex's guards would provide some entertainment as he stalked the one who held some real power here.

It was several minutes of lonesome walking and silence before anyone arrived to contest his entrance, and when they did, it was not with a bang. None of them could hope to face such a powerful foe and expect to win, not alone. But with enough of them attacking together, perhaps they'd have a chance...

"I can smell your fear," Black Scythe growled in a low tone. Those gathered immediately threw stealth to the wind and attacked, leaping out from behind whatever cover they'd been hiding around. Clad head to toe in metallic armor, carrying spears crackling with electricity, they threw themselves at him from all directions. Surely at least one could pierce his armor.

What happened next was so fast that perhaps one of the Yellow Pikmin may have seen a glimpse of it before they were killed. The towering Supreme Warboss himself scarcely moved, only whipping his right tail around to smash one of his attackers into the floor. The rest was rather more horrifying, as a dozen gobs of black nectar peeled away from his body and struck the attackers, slowly shaping into Pikminoid forms as they went, rending their foes to pieces with claw, blade and spell. Where once had stood only the Supreme Warboss, there now stood a dozen Black Phantoms around him, eyes alight with bloodlust. One of the larger ones, Shadow, kicked aside the corpse of one of the Yellow Pikmin.

"Kinda pathetic, if you ask me," he sneered, taking a deep breath. All the electricity here lent an acrid taste to the air, the oh-so-familiar stench of ozone. "Dusk must not train his troops very well."

Another of the Phantoms, Black Art, shrugged. "They could hardly expect us all to come bursting out like that. Besides, even if none of them are worth fighting... there's always Dusk himself to look forward to," he chuckled. Black Scythe silenced any further banter with a deep snort as he continued forward, the Phantoms falling into step beside him.
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<Theta>

Freezing the battlefield had been a good idea; the constant barrage of flame had been wearing at his stamina, but the soothing chill of the frozen room was helping to stave it off. After Gear's nuclear attacks, a bit of ordinary flame didn't seem so terrible by comparison.

Still, Theta wondered when the world had become so... strange and unrecognizable. When had the rest of the world simply... passed him by? He was supposed to be so terrifying that no one wanted to go to Gloomy Glacier. And yet here's someone throwing cheap clones at him that are giving him a hard time. It... rankled him, somewhat.

The storm of cinders was simple enough to deal with, simply blasting them out of existence with a burst of freezing wind. As soon as that threat was gone, he sent a trail of icicles bursting up from the ground toward Mithril. She responded by sending some kind of flaming, one-wheeled vehicle, likely laden with explosives, toward him just as Sapphire jumped her again, a brief flurry of fire and ice clashing between the two of them as Theta hefted Frostmourne over his head and brought it down in a massive, two-handed swing. A wave of sparkling energy came with it, slicing through the uniwheel... and continuing on between the girls, shortly breaking up their melee brawl.

Sapphire reacted more quickly, bursting through sheet of ice with her drill punch, sparkling energy drifting off her as she drove Mithril toward a wall. The metal 'min grew an extra set of limbs from her back and brought down a set of drills on Sapphire, breaking up her attack... only for her to disperse before the drills hit, revealing Theta on the other side, surrounded by an enormous number of floating icicles.

"Ice Lance," Theta muttered, perforating Mithril with dozens of the icy shards, as soon as the barrage finished, he followed it with, "s***ter."

Mithril and everything around her was promptly blanketed by something roughly like very, very fine snow as the icy crystals burst. Sapphire reformed herself next to him as they stared at it for a moment... before a chuckle came out of the pile.
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"I just had a crazy idea!" came Mithril's muffled voice. No one was happy with this, except Mithril of course. A moment later the icy powder, and much of the ice around it, evaporated in an instant, revealing an ominously glowing Mithril.

"How about a bit of molten slag?! GLACIERERASER!" she bellowed, slamming her fists into the floor. Fiery cracks burst through the room, superheated metal flowing out of them. Still not quite as bad as the nuclear beams... but almost. Neither of the Thetas had time to react before Mithril burst out of the steaming fog that had surrounded her, slamming a superheated fist into Sapphire and sending her skittering across the room, a smoldering hole in her qi pao. She trembled up to her knees for a moment before slumping back to the ground.

Theta didn't have much time to react either as Mithril turned toward him and directed a kick at his face, only managing to move aside so the attack merely scorched one eye, rather than both. Even in her searing-hot state, however, a slash from Frostmourne got her to back off, leaving a hunk of molten slag on the blade that shortly cooled, cracked, and fell away.

Still, at such a close range a wave of sweltering heat drifted from Mithril's body. Too damn hot.

"Whatcha gotta say to that?" she barked, looking immensely pleased with herself.

"... Frost Blast," Theta replied, encasing Mithril in a block of ice. Four seconds later it s***tered, but Mithril was no longer glowing with heat... and was in fact looking more frozen, a few visible cracks running through her.

"... Okay. That actually kinda hurt," she muttered, releasing a metallic cracking noise as she shifted her arms. A few jets of flame erupted from the cracks in her body, and they simply melted back together. She idly noted that hot thing + rapid cooling = ouch. Despite the pause, Theta hadn't stepped forward to attack, and was in fact simply standing across from her, blade held at the ready.

"Ah, a sword duel, huh?" Mithril smirked, forming a claymore and giving it a few test swings. "Well then, en guarde!"
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NyteLurker 8 years ago#58
<]-Mithril-[>

So apparently, Orvtre programmed in some kind of safety mechanism for this place. Namely, some kind of floating button thing that appears if you're collapsed on the floor for too long. Not pressing it before the timer on it runs out means that you're warped out of the arena and out of the fight. So yes, Sapphire just got warped out of the battle.

But I'm not here to talk about safety mechanisms or whatnot. What I want to talk about is BLADES. Swords, axes, chainsaws, various other stabby, slashy things. There were plenty of fiery, punchy guys in Hybras. There were also quite a few bladed weapons down there too.

SLASHSLASHSLASHSTABSTABSTAB

The initial claymore I made got a few cuts on Theta and then was promptly frozen and s***tered. Okay. MORE SWORDS. Katanas, claymores, broadswords, you name it. SLASHYSLASHYSTABBYSTABBY. After a few more frozen and broken weapons, I added FIRE. FIRE SWORDS! Even more stabbyslashy! Now with burnyburnyFIRE! Speaking of FIRE...

"FIRE Copper Chopper!" I shouted, hurling a burning axe into Theta's face at high speed. Said axe then promptly exploded. Yep, I'm breaking out the axes, chainsaws, chainsawaxes, and other blady stabby things!

Oh, and I got hit by more freeze blasts/freeze cuts etc etc. Yeah, I'm more frozen now. It's too bad for Theta though that he's worse off. Having Sapphire around really helped him out in splitting my attention between the two. Now that she's out of the fight, I can give my full attention to introducing Theta to the wonderful world of EXPLOSION FIRE SLASHY STABBY BLADES. Yep, this time with 150% more EXPLOSIONSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS

SLASHYSLASHYBURNYBURNYBLAMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM

It was right about when I explosion-slashed him across the face with a fiery circular saw and he retaliated by freeze-slashing me across the torso with his fancy ice sword that I decided to add in some clones. Not too many as to be taken out by a single Frost Blast, however. Previously I had grown more arms to swing the aforementioned more FIRE swords with. Now there are more clones with more arms to swing more EXPLOSION FIRE BLADES.

This was starting to overwhelm Theta, and this time, he didn't have Sapphire around to divide my attention. So between having his attention split between all of my clones and explosions and FIRE and blades, it was inevitable that he'd miss something.

Namely, one of my clones descending upon Theta and smashing him into the floor with a BURNY FIRE HELICOPTER.

"FIRE COPPER COPTER!" I yelled as the burning helicopter slammed into Theta, the copter's FIRE blades slicing into him, each cut causing a mini-explosion, before the bulk of the construct smashed him into the ground, the impact causing a huge FIRE shockwave. Said helicopter then EXPLODED.

To be fair to Theta, he DID manage to hurl out a powerful freeze blast and hit me and quite a few of my clones with it just before the copter hit. Additionally, at this point he was savvy enough to immediately throw up an ice barrier in an attempt to block the incoming followup. Said followup being...

"Silver Star Slasher!" I roared, as me and my clones performed a combination attack, converging all the explody FIRE slashes together towards Theta, resulting in yet another huge FIRE shockwave.

SLASHBURNBLAMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM

Ok, by this point, Theta's probably going to break out some kind of SECRET TECHNIQUE or something in the near future, so I need to keep my eyes peeled. What's your next move, Theta?
<Theta>

The first hint was the metallic pinging noise.

Most of the other Experiments would have simply been killed by such a barrage of attacks, especially the helicopter blades. Theta, however, had a distinct advantage here.

It took a few pings for Mithril to identify the source: the still-burning remains of the helicopter she'd hit Theta with, which had fallen atop him after her clones attacks, was now somehow worryingly beginning to crumple in on itself. Even more worryingly than that, the flames themselves suddenly froze over, the gases fueling them chilled instantly to the point of freezing.

And then both of those stopped being anything to consider "worrying" when the whole thing simply ceased to be.

There was no explosion. It didn't s***ter. Instead there was just one horrific RUNCH and the helicopter violently folded in on itself until it was lost to view. Standing up from where it had been, Theta's thoroughly scorched armor had mostly fallen away, dropped when his limbs had broken off and now left on the ground as they regrew, bit by crystalline bit.

Mithril had to give him credit: she'd never actually seen air waver from cold rather than heat, and yet the air around Theta had a distinct wobbling effect going on. Deciding to chance capitalizing on the momentary weakness, she sent a few clones in.

RUNCH

"Called it," Mithril sighed as her clones suffered the same fate as the helicopter. Damn, she could feel the cold all the way over here. The hell kinda technique was this?

"Absolute Zero," Theta muttered as his jaw finally regrew. The mere act of exhaling the words released a wave of bitter cold at it passed through the aura around him, lightly dusting the floor ahead of him with snow. He took one tentative step, a fine layer of ice forming beneath him as he moved, the physics-defying cold surrounding him producing ice crystals in his wake with every small movement.

A look of alarm came over Mithril's face as the implications set in. An aura of such intense cold would be an absolute defense; no attack would get through it. On the other hand, that had to be hilariously energy-intensive. There was no way he could keep that going for more than a few minutes, tops, and then he'd be totally spent.

She was interrupted by Theta sweeping a hand in her direction. The movement sent something roughly akin to a raging blizzard at her, a wave of fine ice crystals that would have shredded anyone else into bloody bits. As it stood, it still left her looking like swiss cheese and left a lingering cold behind.

So, now it was a high-stakes game of tag... where the person who was "it" had a freeze ray. Lovely.
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NyteLurker 8 years ago#60
<]-Mithril-[>

So, tag. I don't think I've ever played tag... ? Well, maybe I have, maybe I haven't, but I have quite the history, and I don't have enough time to dig through all of it right now. Especially with Theta using his trump card here against me.

INSERT SOUND EFFECT FOR ICE ATTACK HERE

Normally I'd be too fast for him to catch, but with all the freezing damage I've taken, and all the ice being thrown around, there's a chance he'd might actually get me. So here's my gameplan: Since my FIRE is useless on Theta himself, it at least somewhat offsets the freezing attacks he's throwing my way. Not very well though, since even with FIRE WALLS, he still got my arms with that. At least he didn't get my legs.

So yeah, Part 1 of The Plan: FIRE to somewhat offset the freezing. Part 2? Clones. I immediately split up into several clones to force Theta to split his attention and his freeze rays. Said clones also act as extra eyes on Theta so that he doesn't get the drop on me with SURPRISE SURPRISE ICE NINJA INVISIBILITY or something odd.

INSERT FREEZING SOUND EFFECT

Okay, so Theta got half of them on the outset. Also I swear Theta's trying to really move here, so I guess Absolute Zero really IS draining him that much.

RUNCH

Oh ok, another clone down. Part 3 of my Plan: Rocket limbs to rush around the area. FIRE SPEEDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD

ZipzipzipZIPZIPZIP

FREEZING SOUND EFFECT from before, followed by RUNCH

Okay, at this point, I really think he's running low on fuel, since I've never seen Theta move this fast or spam this much ice during the fight before. Case in point, Theta just formed a giant iceberg, charged it with seraphic energy, and hurled it at me. Naturally, I fired at the iceberg with FIRE.

BLAMMMMMMM- ... is the sound effect you'd expect to hear, but that iceberg was one massive freeze bomb. And it took out all my clones while I'm frozen in place like this, while Theta is rushing me at full speed. Also part of the iceberg is still intact, and is now right on top of me. Joy.

But really, dodging like this to end a fight? Seriously? That's something I'd imagine Quicksilver doing.

It was at that moment I understood.

I f***ing hate Quicksilver.

An image of a smuger-than-Digital-Gear, arrogant and c***y as could be, I'm faster than you and can and will draw stupid ass mustaches and beards and graffiti on your face and then erase them faster than you can blink Quicksilver, rubbing his hands and giggling in a creepier manner than Jhiaxus, laughing evilly at ultrasonic wavelengths while he reads the junk food equivalent of the information world in tabloids with Omicron while the two of them share a stupid-ass tabloid stash and-

I f***ING HATE QUICKSILVER. f***ing spy! You think you're fast now? Well when we get proof, I'm gonna be fast enough to jam the most mind-altering decaf down your throat, the kind that makes you feel like you're waiting in the most BORING line in the world FOREVER. FOREVERRRRRRRRRRRRR

My hatred of Quicksilver ignited burning flames of RAGE, the kind that caused the iceberg to crack and explode a few feet in front of Theta. Now, my FINAL DODGE.

"SUPER INFERNO DECAF I HATE YOUR s***TY GUTS QUICKSILVER ROCKETTTTTTTTTTTT-" I roared as loud as I could, as I emitted a humongous me-shaped FIRE BEAM from my everything, the sheer force of the beam rocketing me back and splattering me over the wall at my back instantly.

Theta made a very surprised face and then collapsed from energy exhaustion.

"Victory: MITHRIL!" boomed a massive voice as fireworks rang out.

... Okay, need to end this log on a good note. Um, Quicksilver sucks. The end. Bye.
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