Fight For Peace 5: The Sequel of The Sequel of The Sequel of The Sequel
Pikmin 2
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And now we cripple Exwaizee's supposed connection to Zeromus with pure, simple logic. <Epsilon> I opened my mouth to respond, but was beaten to the punch. "Bull," a dark voice growled from just outside the tower I was in. I jumped slightly before sighing. "Dammit, man, you scare the crap out of me when you do that. How the hell can someone as big as you be that quiet anyway?" I grumbled. Black Hole snorted, leaning against the wall. "I am darkness itself; stealth is a specialty," he said, looking up at our mysterious intruder. "As for YOU, you couldn't possibly have any connection to Zeromus. If you'd visited any time in the past thousand years, the cathedral doors would have been sealed shut. Assuming you're old enough, before that, the Black Pikmin Empire was in its prime and highly intolerant of any color other than their own; you'd have been killed on sight. Even if you fought, there's no way in hell they'd let you near the cathedral... for good measure, their resident Champion would have flattened you like everyone else he fought. I'd know; I've been having a few mental battles with him, he's amazingly tough." I looked up at him with a questioning stare. "The Seraphim's power has let me delve deeper into my mind," he explained, clenching his fist. Starry dark energy wreathed his fist. "Allowing me to combat my own ancestors. Shadow's extremely strong... he may lack finesse and agility, but he more than makes up for it with surprising speed... and overwhelming strength," Black Hole continued, then scowled. "Not to mention that stupidly long tail..." he looked up at the intruder. "Anyway, point stands; there's no possible way you could have ever spoken to Zeromus." Online gamers are the most ludicrously entitled beings since Caligula made his horse a senator, and at least the horse never said anything stupid. - Cracked.com |
Also the whole "Incredible Hulk" bit? Got that from my Psychology teacher. The Fight-or-Flight response triggers lots of adrenaline; if you're scared enough, you can pull off feats of endurance and strength you'd never have thought possible, so all those Unstoppable Rages any character ever has gone into, those have a scientific explanation. Right I think. Adrenaline is a nice scientific hypothesis on what causes the transformation but it's sheer long-held anger that is directed at someone or something that causes it over time. I think (This is purely theory from someone who doesn't do psychology) that it is the location of the Adrenaline shot in the brain. I think. . |
Exwaizee Log Hmmmm... smart... "Alright, I'll admit that I haven't spoken to Zeromus... I'll admit I was just bluffing... however you cannot deny that I know about him seeing as how I've mentioned his name before you even arrived. I have been here back when the Black Pikmin were at large though." The one I was assuming was Black Hole, smirked at having pinned my lie. I continued "Now that you're here... Black Hole wasn't it? I'll pose the same question to you that I've just asked your 'Lietenient': may I enter your temple? I have no intention of defacing anything and I merely wish to meet with your God." I assured him. ~End Log~ I'll roll with this one Ultramind... Exwaizee won't insist on entering if Black Hole doesn't wish it, so if he turns him down, Exwaizee will quietly leave. I can show you some real pain if that's what you want. |
Well, technically, adrenaline alone isn't going to turn you into the Hulk. The fight-or-flight response is what will; it requires heights of emotion to go with it. To use the example my teacher provided, a 95 pound woman got in a car accident with her children in the car, and the car flipped over. She managed to get out, and was so afraid for her children, that she flipped the car back over. Let me put that in short; adrenaline, combined with fear, allowed a 95 pound woman to flip a car over. Think she could have managed that in any other circumstance? Also the correct spelling is lieutenant. Online gamers are the most ludicrously entitled beings since Caligula made his horse a senator, and at least the horse never said anything stupid. - Cracked.com |
Okay, so I was off by two letters, pretty close though. Oh, and if Black Hole does refuse to allow Exwaizee in, don't expect him to throw a [silent] tantrum or anything; he's willing to understand. I can show you some real pain if that's what you want. |
Red Log I charged at Ridley, she exhaled another blast of flames at me and I charged right through it; the flames didn't feel quite as hot now, they were still quite hot but they didn't feel like they were going to cook me alive anymore. I slammed Ridley, knocking her for a loop, she shook off the jolt and roared, shifting so that her scales turned a sharp yellow and I jumped away as electricity jumped around her; time to try some ranged tactics (even with Seraphim protection, the electricity is liable to fry Red is seconds). I fired one blast of energy at Ridley and she countered it with a swipe of the claws; I then tried something fancy, I started twirling my spear and charging the tip of the spear, I then released the little ball of energy as it was swung towards Ridley. The resulting barriage of small charges was not unlike firing them from a machine gun, and they hammered away at Ridley; I continued this for about a minute and then held the spear for a moment, building one large ball and then flung it off the spear-tip, nailing Ridley. She reacted in a manner that would have killed me if it wasn't for Omicron. She curled inwards and I could see the electricity gathering, my eyes widen as she prepared the attack; I quickly turned my head to Omicron at the window and yelled "Omicron! I need lightning rods in here, NOW!" The scientist heard me and manipulated his controls briefly before a pair of metal rods shot a short distance out of the walls, just in time too. Ridley appeared to spasm and uncurled out-wards very fast, unleashing an enormous electrical blast with a furious roar (Discharge)! I braced myself for the wave of force as the rods were hit by the wave, the rods immediately started drinking up the electricity as fast as possible while the force hit me, pushing me back a foot or so. The rods quivered as they absorbed the energy and soon enough the electricity had all been diverted. I was about to go for Ridley again when I froze up... I, I can't move... Uuagh! ~Log Interrupted~ It took Red five minutes to get to this point and he wasn't paying attention to how he was feeling. The conseqences of going "over-time" are about to take place. To put the result simply: Blood Moon is going to find himself involuntarily put in charge. I can show you some real pain if that's what you want. |
Blood Moon Log What? What happened? I found that I could look around freely... but it felt a little weird. I looked down and realized that I somehow had control over Red... I looked up and evaded a blast of water, diving to the ground. I'm not accustomed to having a body, most Seraphim aren't. I stood up, looks like I'll have to take things from here. ~End Log~ Red looks the same as usual but the Dark Seraphim's aura is surrounding him and his voice is layered with Blood Moon's. The technicalities are perfectly understandable I think: When Red first injects the dark energy, more follows the dark energy in and soon Red's entire blood stream has a light amount of the energy in every inch. As he spends time in this state, a flood of more dark energy steadily flows through more of his body. By the time he's spent four minutes, the flood has claimed his heart and everything else EXCEPT his mind. It takes another minute (making five) for the darkness to over-power his mind and the darkness forces Red into submission and (whether Blood Moon wants to or not) puts Blood Moon in control over Red. Blood Moon is the one who takes all the hits in this state. The drawback to allowing this happen is that is corrodes the very soul. You're also probably wondering when this ends, well, there's two possibilities: 1. Blood Moon is weakened enough to make the dark energy retract in self-defense, back into Red. 2. Battle ends for about three minutes (Blood Moon is allowed to relax, Red can get control back). I can show you some real pain if that's what you want. |
Mega, if I offended you or anything, I'm sorry... I'm just a little impatient with waiting for you to produce a name for your two unknown characters (one I think is supposed to be Resiku). I won't ignore them but could you PLEASE provide a name? I can show you some real pain if that's what you want. |
<Omega> Ah, the training room... been a while since I've been in here. Now, let's get started, shall we... "Cycelea," I called, using the AI's name. A hologram of her showed up from a nearby projector. "Yes? Oh, welcome Omega. It's been some time, hasn't it?" "Quite. Could you load the Omega training module? I need to stretch my legs a bit." "Of course," she said, before disappearing. A small panel of the floor sank under, then came back up... with what appeared to be a jack-in-the-box. I grinned. Figured he'd do that, he always was fond of it. I picked the box up and started spinning the handle, enjoying the short calm before the storm. As expected, the box stopped playing the music before the last five notes. Good-naturedly, I continued spinning the handle anyway... right up until something launched at me from behind and grabbed me by the neck, slamming me to the floor. "Pop goes the weasel," a metallic voice grated behind me. I formed a tail and launched him off my back, then jumped and spun to face my special training partner. He looked almost exactly like me, just a slightly more metallic shade of orange. I'd requested Omicron to make him to give me someone to fight, and thus allowed him to research my abilities in order to make something similar. My opponent pretty much took a note from the T-1000; he was made of liquid metal, capable of reshaping into whatever he felt like, just like me. I called him Adaptrix. He was about the only thing that could provide a challenge, since he could change shape to counter me, and I could do the same to him. "Been a while, Adaptrix." "Same to you, Omega," he replied. No more talking necessary; LET THE FIGHTING BEGIN! Both of us charged at each other. I morphed my right arm into a long blade and swiped at him, which he countered by morphing his left arm into a shield, then elongating his right arm and swinging it around at me, club at the end. I detached my torso and hopped the top half of my body over his arm, then reattached and swung my sword-arm at his club-hand. The arm suddenly became floppy and wrapped around my own arm, which he used to spin me and throw me across the room. Only that wasn't actually me, just a hollow shell made from the outer layer of my skin, which melted on contact with the wall and streamed back to me. I used the time to punch Adaptrix in the back of the head. He molded his head to my fist, then grew a spike from his back and used it to stab at me, forcing me backwards, at which he spun, arm morphed into a cannon, and fired a ball of hardened metal. I crossed my arms and molded them together to form a large rubber band, catching the ball and firing it back like a slingshot. He merely reabsorbed it when it hit him, then charged back at me, morphing a ball-and-chain from his arm. MAN this makes me feel alive... Online gamers are the most ludicrously entitled beings since Caligula made his horse a senator, and at least the horse never said anything stupid. - Cracked.com |
Sry Kirby, I was smashed with a ton of homework the last few days :(… *sneezes* On the bright side I have a cold today so i have time to work on some logs Title: El Diablo Name: Unknown Looks: Has the same armor as the soldiers, but has demon wings and armors is a blood red with a dark purple rim. Powers: Varies weapons, a variety of mealy weapons and a verity techniques. Also able to copy any move after seeing it once, and can fly. Resistant: Virtually all elements and EXTREMELY powerful armor, that’s strength rival kahronim (sry if I spelt it wrong) Weakness: You can say he is a bit of a block head, easily falls into traps. Personality: A bit homicidal, and a destructive personality. If theirs a fight between him and somebody else, he is would be to blame 99% of the time. History: Was picket to take care of the military part of Infinity, always praying for the chance to kill or blow something up. Diablo log I’m am get freaking board, its bin 2 days sins I blew something up, and the only thing to do is practice. I would read if we had any book on grate pikmin massacres, but all I have is some useless junk that my leader thinks is “Very important” and the only good stuff he has about dark secrets and the weakness to other pikmin is highly restricted, and he is the only one who can access it. When I get the chance I’m going to… End log :) The look on your face when a toddler rips out your heart and shows it to you? Priceless! |
