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Suzaku looked on from behind the one standing in the street ((ooc I assume you're standing in a street...)), his figure concealed by the corner of one of the massive structures. A solid metal blade, fashioned as a katana, hung in a sheath at his side, a black belt supporting it on khaki pants. His white overshirt billowed around his slim frame in a gentle breeze, showing the black muscle shirt he wore beneath. Brown eyes looked on, silently studying his opponent.
However, this kind of silent observing appealed not to Suzaku, who was much more of an action guy. A smirk lit up his face as he thought of a rather amusing way to get the other man's attention. He looked at the building next to him and, sure enough, saw that much of it was now a steel skeleton. He placed his outstretched right hand against the metal framework, and unleashed a surge of electricity. The entire structure became alight with sparks after a few seconds, and Suzaku walked around the corner, his hand still connected and unleashing it's energy, and waited to see his foe's reaction.
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A flashing line of Red text flashed across the Generalissimo's ocular implant, informing him that the rapidly sparking section of prefabricated metal coated with smoking Khaki paint was in fact, electrified. His implant also noted the existence of the being from which the electrical current was coming, via a blinking green set of crosshairs superimposed over said being's chest. He took three steps towards the metal section, keeping his gaze firmly on the enemy as he walked. He raised his left arm slowly, and placed it barely three inches from the sparking metal section. "101010001010100111100101010011101010010101001 " were the Generalissimo's thoughts converted to machine readable binary code, engaging the Nanobots that cycled through his body. On his left hand, a silver puddle of them appeared. Spreading from his palm to encompass his fingers and finally his entire hand and wrist, they flowed like water and then, like ice, solidified into a silver scale glove. He placed his left hand against the sparking wall, and grinned at this opponent. The Generalissimo gazed across the sparking metal section for a fleeting moment, taking in the low quality weld seams and the flow of the electrical charge, before turning his full attention back to his opponent. Both of these conspired to form a deadly situation for his opponent, who had probably never in his life faced someone with the pure tactical brilliance of the Generalissimo. A surge of power came flowing across the Generalissimo's armor, the Multi-Terrawatt charge sending sparks into the air that reeked of ozone and produced small bangs as they heated the air. The focal point of this energy was the silver glove on the Generalissimo's left hand; It was a one-way conductor of energy, capable of transferring electricity from metal to metal, but not the flesh(thanks to the nature of the nanobots in use). Instantly as the charge hit, the metal section liquefied into a morass of molten slag. At this same instant, the Generalissimo's right hand came smashing forward, sheathed in a projected coating of Kinetic energy. The entire section of molten metal was thrown at Suzaku, a boiling splash of metal that would burn the man to ashes. To finished this off, the Generalissimo 'warped' backwards three feet, transferring even more force into the boiling projectile and giving him a leeway from the heat.
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(i'll join if you dont mind I need a good fight even though the GM just gave me grounds to god mod his ass into oblivion.
Name, Rook Powers, control over every element and I mean every element And that's all I'm gonna post for bio) Rook whatched the little squble from atop another large building. This would be childs play. Two 30 foot tall, ten foot thick slabs of stone rose from the ground on opposite ends of the street the two below him were on. Without so much as moving a muscle Rook sent the two slabs slamming down the street towards eachother in an attempt to pancake his competitors. He still had one other to deal with whom he didnt know the location of...yet. |
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Mages. He hated them! They were also so arrogant with their powers and their magic. And they died so easily without them. Now one was trying to fight him, overpowered generic attacks and all. His ocular implant had already picked up the magical radiation and thermal signature of Rook long before he had come into view, and was simply tracking the man until a surge of azure -as it showed on his implant- magical radiation burst from the man and flowed deep into the volcanic bedrock that lay beneath the city.
As the towering slab of obsidian burst from the ground, the Generalissimo was getting his ass into gear for a counter-attack. As the rock stab tilted and swayed above him, and then came slamming down, he was already gone. Using this muscular implants and powered armor, he had simply jumped the hieght of the slab, landing on the rock itself as it crashed through the cement road in a shower of rock splinters and grey dust. His hand seemed twitch slightly, but instead had withdrawn his .505 Mosin-Nagant Pistol from it's black leather belt sheath. His jerked his hand rapidly in the direction of Rook, before firing several times from his gun. Seven times -in the space of a single second- there was a flash of light and a bang. Seven copper shell casings clattered to the ground in little under a second, and the Generalissimo's arm was a blur as he loaded another clip into his pistol. But alas, there were no ordinary shells; Built with Iridium cores and FTL Matrixes (Faster-Than-Light drives embedded in the shells that engage for three Picoseconds after firing, they would cover the distance between Rook before the man even had a chance to react.
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Suzaku watched hesitantly as his foe approached, careful to keep his eyes on his foe throughout his maneuvers. Once he realized what his foe was doing, Suzaku immediately pulled his hand away from the building. He lept to the side, narrowly avoiding his opponent's attack. However, his eyes soon widened as he saw the two pillars of rock rushing together where he had previously been standing. Suzaku immediately turned his attention away from his opponent, assuming he wouldn't be around long enough to do anything. He backed about forty feet away, looking around, and then spotted another person above. He narrowed his eyes as he gazed towards the new foe, but then a grin emerged upon his face. He pressed his hands together in front of him, and then pulled them apart. A massive charge formed between his palms, forming a sphere in the middle of the current. After it grew to about the size of a basketball, the main ball split into two separate and equally-sized attacks. Suzaku thrust his left arm upward, firing off an impressive blue lightning bolt towards the man on the roof. He kept the other attack ready in his right hand, unsure when he would need to strike again.
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Rook snesed the electricity forming. Perhaps his opponet didnt realiz ethat the slabs of sone would still crush him if he didnt move. No matter, He would have died anyway. The lightning simply deflected away from Rook upon reaching the roof. Rook could control the element as easily as anyone else. The man jumping towards him however was another matter.
Had Rook been unaware if the gun until firing, he would have been dead but Rook felt so much more than the simple human sense could. He felt every vibration of the ground, saw every heat fluctuation through his ties with the elements. For these reasons he detected the approuch, the drawing of the weapon, and anticipated the firing of the bullets long before the ever elft the barrel. What few people realized was that all metals were just another form of earth only refined. The bullets stopped in mid air. Rook hadnt even moved other than the fact that he was now smiling. "You may want to reconsider your methods of attacking me for I asure you, surprising me is no easy task." The bullets that had been suspended in mid air simply dropped to the ground. rook could hae redirectd them but saw little point. The being infront of him seemed well equiped for combat and Rook was sure he could counter any external threat. But internal was another matter. The air filing the mans lungs began to heat up, slowly at first and the gaining speed. Soon the man would be on fire for for every breath he took he fueld the flames. |
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The heating effect on the Generalissimo's lung was detected almost instantly by the swarms of Nanobots that cycled through his body, keeping it in a state of full repair. But in this case, these Nanobots had another effect; They took the heat of the air, and converted it into raw energy used to power the Generalissimo's swarms of Nanobots -effectively removing the potency of this elemental attack- and freeing the Zero-Point-Energy Cells embedded in his suit for more powerful attacks. This also made the general very, very mad; Enough so that his Adrenal implants kicked into place, injecting a cocktail of Deep Blue(Mental Clarity), Haste(Reaction Times), and Focus(Total Awareness) into his bloodstream. With his newly heightened senses, the Generalissimo's reactions were like lightening. In a flash, he engaged the Point-to-Point teleporter on a random spread, blinking from rooftop to rooftop, and always facing Rook. With each blink, he fired a Seven-Hundred Megawatt bolt of LASER energy from his armored left fist. This was possible due to the refractive crystal film that coated his armor, serving as a delivery platform for attacks and a projector for energy shields accordingly. On the final blink, the Generalissimo appeared back on the stone block parallel to where he was standing, cloaked in a gently rising plume of rock dust. He was holding his alternate weapon, the "Sigma 676". The massive 2-Inch barrel of the Autocannon was leveled at Rook, and nothing could stop it. For a moment he paused, smirking, and then he pulled the trigger. There was the charismatic flash of a gun firing, and then nothing. Half a Second later, the shell entered realspace in front of Rook's chest, and exploded in a massive flash of Terrawatt level light energy; Three meters around the shell, a shield powered by the torrent of light energy also appeared, contained the explosion to Rook and Rook alone.
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