Monster Racer Rush
Select between 5 monster racers, upgrade your monster skill and win the competition!
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Build most powerful forces, unleash hordes of monster and control your soldiers!
3.80 / 5.00 4,200 Views(Yeah, things have been really slow recently. I was thinking that we should probably just end the RP after this era rather than doing the final one, seeing as the storyline is reaching what would appear to be it's ultimate climax. That's just an idea though, if we can get people posting more frequently then things should be able to continue as normal, I just don't really feel like ploughing through another whole era at this speed myself :P)
*Lusanky falls out of the sky like a colossal steel bird, in the last minute or so before impact, Lawrence crawls back through what was once the bridge door and makes his way back along the ship. Although virtually inoperable, the ship still manages to stay true to it's final heading-the dark Avatar. Over a million megatons of metal smash down on the Avatar, first the nose, then the body of Lusankya tearing away the buildings below. Lawrence grips a bulkhead to brace himself for the impact, but is still thrown by the huge force exerted. Unsheathing his sword, he cleaves a path through to the exterior of the ship, leaping through a disintegrated section of hull as the leviathan continues digging itself into the planet. The buildings have gone now, replaced with earth and stone rushing past the ship at extreme speeds. Lawrence dashes up, along the hull in a vain attempt to reach the surface again, but his efforts are soon halted by an avalanch of concrete that must have been the foundations of some structure above. The descent lasts only a few seconds, but by the end of it the entire nose section of Lusankya has been crushed into a deformed mass of metal, buried deep in it's own artificial grave. Debris rain down from above, but light can still be seen, several miles distant, but enough to confirm that the huge hole has yet to collapse in on itself.
Lawrence crawls out of a pile of wreckage halfway up the hull of Lusankya, coughing and straining his eyes to see through the cloud of debris. He cannot see the Avatar, but knows it must be here still... Somewhere under the dead ship.
He tightens his grip on the sword*
Failgrounds.
*The Avatar looks up with eyes wide open whilst the Lusyanka crashes down him. The avatar stands still and his body rips through Lusyanka's hull as the ship falls. The force of the impact then sweeps away the small pillar of ground underneath him and the Avatar falls through a bunch of holes created by himself. The Avatar stands up and smashes through the hull of the Lusyanka, appearing outside and facing Lawrence. The Avatar's eyes literally burn with fury.*
'Dorian': "Even now, with two Avatar's on this world and with Icarus near, you dare to resist us?! You cannot save yourself, immortal or not, not from us. You send your soldiers at us and they are slaughtered. You fire upon us and we simply bounce it back tenfold. You send your ships at us and we send our own against them. You crash your ships down us and we shall tear through them and reappear in front of you. No matter what you send at us or what you do, we shall always prevail. If necessary, we shall rip through everything ourselves. So far, you have only fought our agents. You think you are a match for me, immortal? Or do you rely on whatever the other Avatars have left behind in this forsaken universe? You will perish along with everything and everyone else in this universe, whether you chose to run, hide or fight. I sense you wield a weapon with the remaining energy from other Avatars, but do you truly believe it will be enough so save yourself? How can you stand there, wielding a weapon you are not worthy of, and think you can control the power of the Avatars? You are not Avatar!"
*The Dark Avatar kicks a large, sharp edged piece of metal on the ground, sending it flying at Lawrence with great speed and slashing his side. The Dark Avatar's arms blacken and transform into weapons: his right arm a sword and his left a spiked shield.*
'Dorian': "Will you start this or should I? You'd better give me your best, because I want this to be worth my time as much as possible."
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At 4/5/05 05:18 AM, Tacitacial wrote: 'Dorian': "Even now, with two Avatar's on this world and with Icarus near, you dare to resist us?! You cannot save yourself, immortal or not, not from us. You send your soldiers at us and they are slaughtered. You fire upon us and we simply bounce it back tenfold. You send your ships at us and we send our own against them. You crash your ships down us and we shall tear through them and reappear in front of you. No matter what you send at us or what you do, we shall always prevail. If necessary, we shall rip through everything ourselves. So far, you have only fought our agents. You think you are a match for me, immortal? Or do you rely on whatever the other Avatars have left behind in this forsaken universe? You will perish along with everything and everyone else in this universe, whether you chose to run, hide or fight. I sense you wield a weapon with the remaining energy from other Avatars, but do you truly believe it will be enough so save yourself? How can you stand there, wielding a weapon you are not worthy of, and think you can control the power of the Avatars? You are not Avatar!"
*The Dark Avatar kicks a large, sharp edged piece of metal on the ground, sending it flying at Lawrence with great speed and slashing his side*
*Lawrence feels the power of the sword shielding him, the metal bounces off his body, creating only a small cut*
Lawrence: Our Avatars are gone, and it is now my task to do what they could not. This weapon... Perhaps it can defeat you, but not in my hands alone. This is the last conduit of Gaia's being, and as such, perhaps it is only he that can defeat you.
*Lawrence extends his perceptions along and into the blade of the sword. Gaia is there still, his spirit no less potent. He feels the voice of Gaia calling to him still.
Do you understand yet? Why you must serve me one last time? Remember the power I could give you, the glory!
*Rather than blocking out the voice Lawrence now lets it fill his head*
You need no longer tempt me with these mortal desires. I understand what you want.
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Then you are ready to let go of your hope?
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I already have
*The spirit of Gaia flows from the sword and into Lawrence, his robes darken and his hair lengthens, changing back to the red shade. But Lawrence is not merely a vessel for Gaia this time, perhaps due to the weakened state of the Avatar. Now Lawrence feels his mind not dominated, but in unity with that of it's resident, he retains his free will, but that is also the will of Gaia. He holds up a hand and clicks his fingers, a wide, floppy black hat appears, a single red plume protruding from it*
Lawrence/Gaia: Ah, and there is the finishing touch.
*He puts on the hat*
Lawrence/Gaia: Now there is one way to defeat you. You and all of your siblings and their minions. To create such a world where you could become the dominant power would be folly.
*Lawrence spreads his arms and holy light floods the cave, white lightning thunders down to join the burning rays that attack the dark Avatar*
Failgrounds.
At 4/5/05 07:01 AM, -TheDoctor- wrote: *He puts on the hat*
Lawrence/Gaia: Now there is one way to defeat you. You and all of your siblings and their minions. To create such a world where you could become the dominant power would be folly.
*Lawrence spreads his arms and holy light floods the cave, white lightning thunders down to join the burning rays that attack the dark Avatar*
*The Dark Avatar extends his shield to surround his entire body andcatches the burning rays with his shield to deflect them. He lifts his sword arm into the air and the earth beneath Lawrence/Gaia opens up, spewing lava at him and dark vines raising from it to grab hold of Lawrence/Gaia. The Dark Avatar points the spike of shield at Lawrence/Gaia's head and builds up energy for a powerful blast.*
Dark Avatar: "Gaiacarkaion, still in this world? I would rather not fight a brother, but if you bar my path and prevent me from accomplishing my mission, I have no trouble doing what Warriormage could not. You of all of the Light Avatars should have some understanding for my mission. You don't care about this world. You tried to do in the past what I'm trying to accomplish right now."
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At 4/5/05 09:29 AM, Tacitacial wrote:
*The Dark Avatar extends his shield to surround his entire body andcatches the burning rays with his shield to deflect them. He lifts his sword arm into the air and the earth beneath Lawrence/Gaia opens up, spewing lava at him and dark vines raising from it to grab hold of Lawrence/Gaia. The Dark Avatar points the spike of shield at Lawrence/Gaia's head and builds up energy for a powerful blast.*
*The light Avatar hops from one stream of lava to another, the liquid cooling into rock as it comes into contact with him. The vines approach, but as they make to ensnare him the sword emits a flash of light that disintegrates the dark matter.
Dark Avatar: "Gaiacarkaion, still in this world? I would rather not fight a brother, but if you bar my path and prevent me from accomplishing my mission, I have no trouble doing what Warriormage could not. You of all of the Light Avatars should have some understanding for my mission. You don't care about this world. You tried to do in the past what I'm trying to accomplish right now."
Light Avatar: Haha, yes an interesting paradox. The truth lies in that I tried to-am still trying to accomplish both exactly the same, and completely the opposite of what you are.
*He jumps down and swings his sword in a vertical slash at the top edge of the dark Avatar's shield*
Failgrounds.
At 4/5/05 12:00 PM, -TheDoctor- wrote:
Light Avatar: Haha, yes an interesting paradox. The truth lies in that I tried to-am still trying to accomplish both exactly the same, and completely the opposite of what you are.
*He jumps down and swings his sword in a vertical slash at the top edge of the dark Avatar's shield*
*The top edge of the shield extends and folds itself around the Light Avatar's sword, grabbing it firmly whilst allowing it to sink a few inches into the shield. The Dark Avatar raises his sword arm and stabs at Lawrence's/Gaia's stomach area.*
Dark Avatar: "Destruction is still destruction. Only when I bring about annihilation, it is permanent. Still, you don't care about this universe. Just protecting the balance again?"
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At 4/5/05 12:59 PM, Tacitacial wrote:
*The top edge of the shield extends and folds itself around the Light Avatar's sword, grabbing it firmly whilst allowing it to sink a few inches into the shield. The Dark Avatar raises his sword arm and stabs at Lawrence's/Gaia's stomach area.*
Dark Avatar: "Destruction is still destruction. Only when I bring about annihilation, it is permanent. Still, you don't care about this universe. Just protecting the balance again?"
*The light Avatar grabs the hilt of his sword with both hands and moves in closer to the shield, dragging it into the path of the attack. He then let's go with his left hand and grabs the shoulder of the dark Avatar*
Light Avatar: Nothing is permanent, and I care more than you might think.
*His sword burns with white fire, coming loose of the shield. The light Avatar drags his opponent forward and slashes across at the back of his neck*
Failgrounds.
*Bialetti spies Lusankya hurtling towards them.*
"Oh Jesus..."
*He makes sure he is out of the way of it's path when it impacts. After it has created the sizeable hole, Bialetti looks down to see two beings fighting. He squints, and realizes one of them is that fellow he saw calmly walking the battlefield. He watches as lightning and the elements seem to be obeying them as they battle. He frowns.*
"Those two are very abnormal."
*He looks around for Mensk, but seeing no sign of him, goes back to slicing and dicing Jovians and Corporates.*
Meanwhile (I forget where LeChuck is) LeChuck is fighting and being a pirate.
(Sorry, I recently failed a midterm. Bad news, bvut I am still in the RP! I'm also sick right now. Give me time. Sorry anyone that was interacting with me)
"The name! The name! Where did it come from? The name!
At 4/5/05 05:38 PM, Newkirk wrote: "The name! The name! Where did it come from? The name!
Still struggling witn the name "S", young Newkirk is about to kill himself.
I don't know what i am talking about, so i am jsut going to leave this topic!
*Eli can feel Gaia and the Dark Avater fighting.*
Eli: This is gonna take all the Light Avaters. I won't let a brother go down.
*His body glows with the light of an Avater. His body and mind consumed from the power he had gained from his old master. The form of Elijah dissappears from the ship, heading towards Earth. His power stronger than it had ever been.*
Eli: Here I come.
At 4/5/05 06:47 PM, ElijahMoishe wrote: *Eli can feel Gaia and the Dark Avater fighting.*
Eli: This is gonna take all the Light Avaters. I won't let a brother go down.
*His body glows with the light of an Avater. His body and mind consumed from the power he had gained from his old master. The form of Elijah dissappears from the ship, heading towards Earth. His power stronger than it had ever been.*
Eli: Here I come.
*Jean sees the display and knows it can mean only one thing. His mystical studies have not been waisted.* Helmsman, bring as as closs as posible to earth. *The side guns rip feriosiosly through any remainders who seek the weakness Gauging his abilities as putting him directly below the atmosphere.* Mulder, hold pattern with the fleet, you are in command to my return. **Jean dissapears in a flash of purest light and reappears low enough to not burn on reentery yet still have travel time. He falls through the air effortlessly, his wind powers slow and shape his decent untill he is flying to exactly his target.*
At 4/5/05 02:24 PM, -TheDoctor- wrote:
*The light Avatar grabs the hilt of his sword with both hands and moves in closer to the shield, dragging it into the path of the attack. He then let's go with his left hand and grabs the shoulder of the dark Avatar*
Light Avatar: Nothing is permanent, and I care more than you might think.
*His sword burns with white fire, coming loose of the shield. The light Avatar drags his opponent forward and slashes across at the back of his neck*
*The Dark Avatar's neck transforms into a grey metal that catches the Light Avatar's sword. He makes a 180 degree turn and fires an energy blast from the spike on his shield at Lawrence/Gaia. His shield grows larger and he slowly walks forward towards Lawrence/Gaia, the shield, now transparent, protecting the entire front of his body, and his sword ready to strike.*
Dark Avater: "My results will be permanent. And I don't believe you when you say you care. Why do you care? Or you are lying to yourself? Avatars are never afraid of the truth."
*Above the Avatars, in the city, Mengsk is conscious again and rises from the rubble. When he steps out of the hole his own body tore in the building, he can see Bialetti fighting corporates and jovians from a distance. Without hesitation, he takes up his sniper rifle and opens fire on his enemies. A corporate and a Jovian soldier fall down when a sniper round penetrates their skull.*
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At 4/6/05 06:14 AM, Tacitacial wrote:
*The Dark Avatar's neck transforms into a grey metal that catches the Light Avatar's sword. He makes a 180 degree turn and fires an energy blast from the spike on his shield at Lawrence/Gaia. His shield grows larger and he slowly walks forward towards Lawrence/Gaia, the shield, now transparent, protecting the entire front of his body, and his sword ready to strike.*
Dark Avater: "My results will be permanent. And I don't believe you when you say you care. Why do you care? Or you are lying to yourself? Avatars are never afraid of the truth."
Light Avatar: I care because I was created to do so. In my own way I work for the greater good, however unconventional it may be.
*A huge gust of wind blows down behind the dark Avatar, it catches his enlarged shield like a sail, dragging him forward. The light Avatar jumps out of the way and thrusts his sword at the side of his opponent's head*
Failgrounds.
*Eli lands in the area of the fighting Avaters and prepares to help with all the power he has.*
At 4/6/05 05:16 PM, ElijahMoishe wrote: *Eli lands in the area of the fighting Avaters and prepares to help with all the power he has.*
*Jean lands next to Eli but turned the other way so everyones back is covered* Just like old times no? You have the power of these beings and I have the power of this world. We are likely to make quite the diffrence.
*Eli smiled.*
Remember Jean this is not your fight. If things get to rough I beg you to leave. I am only here to help because Lawrence is like kin, and the part of Hanoch that is still alive in me wants to help fight off the Dark Avater. But I fear if Gaia and I fall today there will be no stopping him.
*Eli exposed himself to the battle, finally appearing his glow faded, Eli was ready to fight.*
At 4/6/05 09:26 PM, ElijahMoishe wrote: *Eli smiled.*
Remember Jean this is not your fight. If things get to rough I beg you to leave. I am only here to help because Lawrence is like kin, and the part of Hanoch that is still alive in me wants to help fight off the Dark Avater. But I fear if Gaia and I fall today there will be no stopping him.
Several decades on world and ship, mystical tutalige, best man at my wedding, the only man I feel comfort in my daughter being unarmed around and he is like kin. For speeds sake I will not bear a grudge. This is your fight, *bears claws on both hands* but my world. *Jeans eyes take the form of the beast and elemental energy crackels like an aura around him*
*Atomicus snaps his fingers and appears on Earth's surface. He sees one of LeChuck's higher ranks fighting against the turned Jovians and corporates and rushes over.*
Atomicus: "Need some help? I'm a friend of LeChuck's and Zanzibar's"
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*In the Draconis System, Atomicus II and his sister Taruy have gathered all the remaining Jovians. The ex-capital ship has been stripped of unessential parts and rechristened the Eternity III. The Jovians are leaving for good.*
It's been a while... I play somewhere else now.
At 4/7/05 12:49 AM, Atomicus wrote: Atomicus: "Need some help? I'm a friend of LeChuck's and Zanzibar's"
*Bialetti jerks his head around in the direction of the voice. He sees Atomicus and quickly nods, speaking quickly as he turns his head back around in time to deflect a plasma blast back at it's owner.*
"Yes. What news?"
*He loses one of his swords as a Jovian cuts off his hand. He screams, more in rage than pain, and dropping his other sword, reaches down to pick up a large rock and beats the Jovian to death with it in a matter of 3 hits to the face. He picks up the blade again, and by that time his hand had regrown completely. He flexed it once before recovering his second blade and continuing the seemingly endless battle.*
*From the air comes a small shape plummeting towards the earth. It is not noticed, since things falling from the sky has become rather common place lately, and this was much smaller than the last incoming object. However, this one is trailed by yelling....sounding like cursing....*
*The object slams into the earth, digging a few hundred feet into the ground nearby Jean and Eli, farther away from 'Dorian' and Lawrence/Gaia. Muffled cursing can be heard, and LeChuck appears out of the ground next to Jean a moment later, dislodging a sizeable chunk of granite from his ribcage. He spits on the ground and crushes the granite in his hands.*
"I fucking hate crash landings."
*He notices....and can feel...the power emanating from the two fighting, and his eyes widen.*
"Jesus.....I can practically feel the battle from here. I'm guessing those are Avatars..."
*LeChuck's eyes narrow, since Avatars were the next closest things to the Ancients, before the Authority himself. Satan had lost interest in them a hundred years or so back; Syrus had assured them of that. But they had no idea what the Authority might be up to, or even if he still had his eye on this dimension. LeChuck could hardly fathom fighting an Avatar. It would be like fighting multiple Ancients at once, which he had not attempted either. He looked at both Jean and Eli a moment.*
"So, what's our plan of action? And don't nobody be tryin' nothin heroic. These fucks mean business, and I'll be damned....again, before I sit back and watch. Eli," he turned his attention on him. "Yer changed. I heard somethin' about Horace? Horath? Somethin', whats he got ta do with this?"
At 4/6/05 06:22 AM, -TheDoctor- wrote:
Light Avatar: I care because I was created to do so. In my own way I work for the greater good, however unconventional it may be.
*A huge gust of wind blows down behind the dark Avatar, it catches his enlarged shield like a sail, dragging him forward. The light Avatar jumps out of the way and thrusts his sword at the side of his opponent's head*
*The Dark Avatar jolts his head backwards and retracts the shield into a much smaller, non-spiked version with razor sharp edges. He strikes at the Light Avatar's side with the shield whilst the Dark Avatar's foot grows into the earth. A stream of toxins erupts from the Earth between Jean and Eli.*
Dark Avatar: "Don't think I have not sensed you two, immortals. And don't think I cannot feel the traces of Hanoch that linger within you."
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At 4/7/05 09:47 AM, Tacitacial wrote:
*The Dark Avatar jolts his head backwards and retracts the shield into a much smaller, non-spiked version with razor sharp edges. He strikes at the Light Avatar's side with the shield whilst the Dark Avatar's foot grows into the earth.
*The light Avatar pins his opponent's foot under his own and smashes his left shoulder into his ribcage. The shield cuts into the flesh, but is forced out again by some means of megical defence. Both of the light Avatar's hands clutch the handle of his sword, and now burning with white fire, he plunges it toward the chest of the dark Avatar*
Failgrounds.
At 4/7/05 09:47 AM, Tacitacial wrote:At 4/6/05 06:22 AM, -TheDoctor- wrote:*The Dark Avatar jolts his head backwards and retracts the shield into a much smaller, non-spiked version with razor sharp edges. He strikes at the Light Avatar's side with the shield whilst the Dark Avatar's foot grows into the earth. A stream of toxins erupts from the Earth between Jean and Eli.*
Dark Avatar: "Don't think I have not sensed you two, immortals. And don't think I cannot feel the traces of Hanoch that linger within you."
*Jean flips to the side and after checking on Eli's saftey engages his water ability to redirect the stream of corruption.* All that is in me is the strength of she you desicrate.
(Jean, I think I gave you a crystal a while back, so that we could communicate anywhere no matter what. On that assumption...)
*LeChuck jumps out of the toxins range, and is relieved when Jean redirects it so it would do no harm. He looked at 'Dorian' and Lawrence battling, and suddenly Dorians words came to his mind. He narrowed his eyes and thought to himself, brewing an idea....he put his hand to his leg and contacted Jean, who was merely 40 feet away, but he still preferred the safest means of communication.*
Jean, did you hear him? He said "I can sense you two, immortals." He knows you're here. If he hasn't seen me yet, can he sense me? If not, I think this could work seriously in our favor....However, I've been watching them, and am hard-pressed to find something I could do to him that Lawrence couldn't that might cause any damage at all. He's too powerful for my cane, and I fear that even if I punched him across the galaxy all day, he'd still be alright. I'm going to disappear into the floor, see if I can find anything that might help us, who knows. If you can think of a way I might be of secretive use, let me know.
*With that, LeChuck immediately sank out of view into the earth. He sped off in a random direction, hoping to find something....anything...that might help them.*
At 4/7/05 01:17 PM, Lysaer wrote: (Jean, I think I gave you a crystal a while back, so that we could communicate anywhere no matter what. On that assumption...)
(oh yeah, you handed them out to the whole little justice leauge we had going there.)
*Jean responds in kind. Good searching mon friar, I will see to it there is time to find what you seek.* Monster, long ago one of you challanged this world and killed many close to me. I still stand in your way.
At 4/7/05 09:43 AM, Lysaer wrote: *Bialetti jerks his head around in the direction of the voice. He sees Atomicus and quickly nods, speaking quickly as he turns his head back around in time to deflect a plasma blast back at it's owner.*
"Yes. What news?"
*He loses one of his swords as a Jovian cuts off his hand. He screams, more in rage than pain, and dropping his other sword, reaches down to pick up a large rock and beats the Jovian to death with it in a matter of 3 hits to the face. He picks up the blade again, and by that time his hand had regrown completely. He flexed it once before recovering his second blade and continuing the seemingly endless battle.*
*Atomicus pulls his favorite plasma blade sweeps himself a path to Bialetti. And stands with him back to back (...er back to tail?).*
Atomicus: "Not much. Atlas is dead and both his powers and another are locked within a shield. LeChuck and Zanzibar each took half of it. Lawrence has the sword of Warriormage, which was binded with Gaia's powers... and now... well now we hope we can survive."
It's been a while... I play somewhere else now.
At 4/7/05 11:44 AM, -TheDoctor- wrote:
*The light Avatar pins his opponent's foot under his own and smashes his left shoulder into his ribcage. The shield cuts into the flesh, but is forced out again by some means of megical defence. Both of the light Avatar's hands clutch the handle of his sword, and now burning with white fire, he plunges it toward the chest of the dark Avatar*
*The Dark Avatar bends his knees, lowering himself and the sword cuts his shoulder. As it contacts, the shoulder turns to smoke and reforms itself again. The Dark Avatar raises his other foot and smashes it into the Light Avatar's side to throw him off his foot. The Dark Avatar sends a quick short pulse of energy into the Earth that seeks out LeChuck to grab him and to strike at him. The Dark Avatar takes a small moment to send a telepathic message to him.*
None can stay hidden from me for long. I can still sense your undead soul and tear it asunder.
*The Dark Avatar raises his sword into the air and the sound of breaking concrete, stone and metal can be heard from far above. Several large blocks of material crash down, falling down towards Eli, Jean and the Light Avatar.*
Dark Avatar: "In truth it is not I who desecrated this world, but the humans themselves. Your bond with nature will avail you nothing, no matter how strong it is. I have come to obliterate nature itself along with everything else."
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At 4/8/05 06:59 AM, Tacitacial wrote: The Dark Avatar sends a quick short pulse of energy into the Earth that seeks out LeChuck to grab him and to strike at him. The Dark Avatar takes a small moment to send a telepathic message to him.*
*As LeChuck speeds through the earth, suddenly he experiences an odd sensation. He freezes and listens, or rather....feels. Is this Atlas's power? He narrows his eyes as whatever he is sensing gets closer and closer, moving at lightning quick speeds. he turns just in time to see a metaphysical "lasso" coming at him. He grits his teeth and catches it in his hands as it seeks to ensnare him. Attempting to break it, it begins it's long journey back. LeChuck is well aware of who sent this probe.*
"Mother.......fucker....." He grunts as he exerts himself, his neck muscles bulging as he pulls with all his might. For all his otherwordly strength, he senses he is just inches shy of the strength necessary to break said trap.*
*Something ignites in the back of his mind. His eyes burn as he unleashes a primal scream, the power of Atlas coming through his arms, shooting through his hands to the fingers that clutch the unseen snare. With a final twist, he snaps it's grip on him, it dispersing into thin air. He pauses. He had been dragged back nearly halfway. He turns to go, but flashes a grin as he contemplates his own move.*
"Can't let you have all the gun..." He mutters as he turns and pumps himself up. He gathers his strength up, and focuses as he raises each foot and brings it crashing down into the earth, each time sending a massive shockwave towards Dorian. With each pound his steps get harder and harder, the cracks in the earth growing larger and larger. His speed quickens, and soon he has caused multiple splits in the earth. His speed quickens yet again, and soon he has almost affected the tectonic plates themselves.*
*After but a minute more, the desired effect comes: a massive earthquake. The earth splits in a massive cracking, the ground shaking at levels way off the Richter Scale. He keeps up his steps a little longer, finally stopping when he himself loses his balance. He quickly grabs his leg again.*
Jean, be careful. I've just sent a rather sizeable earthquake heading towards you. Perhaps if we can sink Dorian into the center of the earth. Would the nickel core destroy him? Or at least his physical form? Is that hot enough? Just a thought.....but still, this thing is fucking huge. Where I'm at, it's almost 600 yards across. Be ready.
*He turns once more and speeds off in a different direction, still not sure what he is seeking. He grabs his leg once more, now soaring above ground.*
Zanzibar, what the fuck? Get yer ass down here mate. Hurry up with Nobunaga and help us handle this Dorian creep.
*The debris above the light Avatar shatter in mid air, the smaller shards begin to glow and flurry around the dark Avatar, creating a ball of sharp, hot pointy things. More rubble begins to rain down, although this time through "natural" causes*
Failgrounds.