Awesomoman64

War Notes

And just like that, Zarin's new goal is to get Diana to change into her true form so he can see a real dragon and fan girl over it. (maybe even ride her. We'll see.)

The War of the Three

Wolf

The Inquisitor didn't stay in Hyperion long after he had respawned. He didn't even report to Eos in person. Instead he made a beeline to the nearest shuttle and flew to the farthest point he could; the frozen Northern border.

Trudging through the bloody snow, Wolf looked upon the war torn landscape and wondered, perhaps this is where he should have been. Not fighting among the Nexuses greatest, but with the grunts and fodder who use their lives to hold meaningless borders. After all, isn’t that all his efforts amounted too last battle?

In truth, Wolf was beginning to question his worth as a soldier in general. Here he was the product of hundreds of years of research and technology, a supposed perfect combination of man and machine, and yet after two missions he had accomplished nothing. He didn't even have a kill to his name. Maybe The Inquisition was wrong to think he was ready for this. Maybe he shouldn't have even… Wait what the hell? Was that Alexi?

Wolf's train of thought was suddenly halted when he picked up the essence of the Knight of Winter. Curious as to why she was out here, he followed her essence to find the mage playing some sort of schoolyard game and talking to the remains of the fallen.

“What in the name of Eos are you doing out here?” Wolf shouted as he approached the young Knight. “This is one of the most active war zones in the Nexus! This is no place for...Oh forget it. Like I'm in any position to judge your skill.”

Dropping his stoic posture Wolf slouched forward before taking a seat on what used to be the arm of a mech. “So what are you doing out here?” He asked with genuine curiosity. “There are plenty of souls in Hyperion to talk to. I'm sure you'd much prefer them to those departed.”

@The 42nd Gecko

The War of the Three

Wolf

Wolf’s aggressive first strike proved to be in vain as his blade fell just short of it's mark and missed the rose dragon entirely. Leaving himself wide open, the dragon launched it's counter, sending powerful gusts of wind accompanied by waves of thorns. The Inquisitor could do nothing but trust in his power armor to protect against the thorns as he was relentlessly pelted.

While his trust was not misplaced, the damage from the thorns left his armor in ruin. One more attack like that and it would all be over. And just as he realized the danger he was in, Wolf caught a glimpse of magic activate below him. Though he attempted to dispel the lance, the force of the wind pressed him down too fast. The sound of the lance piercing through metal and flesh could be heard by all nearby as Wolf was impaled.

The Inquisitor lay still on the lance, blood dripping from every point of his broken armor. It looked as though he had met his end, when suddenly he sprung to life. Grabbing the tip of the gore covered lance, Wolf painfully pulled himself up until he was able to slip off. Slowly his rage filled eyes turned their gaze upon Atarah.

Advancing on the harpy, Wolf moved as though he hadn't just been skewered through the chest. But after taking a few steps toward Atarah, the Machina’s pace slowed, and soon his walk became staggered before dropping to his knees. Unable to stand again, Wolf slowly raised his arm cannon at the demon, only to finally topple over and succumb to death.

@KoL@The 42nd Gecko

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Balrog

Pushing forward, Balrog continued to fire upon Harvester with little resistance. It seemed as though the robot had just given up, letting every hit land as he stood there watching the colossal demon approach. It was a bit disappointing to say the least, but if this was the fate it chose, then so be it.

Just as he had planned, the moment he was in range Balrog thrust his claw straight into Harvester’s chest. Sparks flew around the gaping hole of metal as Balrog pushed further in. “Balrog heard you was smart.” The demon cackled as he ripped his claw out of Harvester, “Guess Balrog heard wrong.” Aiming his plasma cannon at the defeated Machina’s head, Balrog was about to fire when suddenly vanished.

Realizing it had no chance of winning this fight alone, Harvester had looked for a way to take Balrog down with him rather than best him. With all its processors focusing on Balrog, it was able to warp him into the star it originally took the solar mass from. Knowing it had effectively vaporized its enemy, The HR-513 shut down as it not longer could function after sustaining such damage.

War Notes

Zarin Malthain

Location: Ruins

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With Leblanc on it’s back and Clean pinning it’s foot, Zarin focused on keeping the beast from healing. Every wound that looked as though it was about to regenerate was torn open again by his whip. Combined with the barrage of bullets and grenades, it was only a matter of time before the beast was finally defeated. In all honesty, the fight had gone over a lot easier than he had anticipated. It was kind of disappointing actually, though how was he supposed to know there were reinforcements right around the corner ready to jump in?

Zarin watched as the once intimidating monster melted into a dark bloody pool of nothing, and in it’s place left what appeared to be a piece of paper. ”Well that’s strange.” Zarin muttered as he walked closer to inspect the paper. It seemed to be a sheet of music, something the cadet was actually able to read, but it was no song he had ever heard before. Wanting a closer look, he reached down to pick the music sheet up, only to have it burst into purple flame just before he could grab it.

He would probably need to report that to someone, but that would have to wait. The moment he pulled away from the ashes, a number of the cadets went on alert after hearing something moving close by. Zarin followed suit unfurling his whip and angling it back ready to strike. When the source revealed itself to be a non-hostile girl around their age, Zarin once more lowered his guard and began coiling his whip while she talked.

Though he chose to remain silent for most of the questions, as he wasn’t sure what information he could trust to give this girl, her last statement about finding one of their squadmates forced a loud sigh out of him. “That would be Chen.” Zarin said shaking his head. “He was with us before we got captured. Of course the freaken magician found a way to escape. I guess we should go get him, if you wouldn’t mind taking us to your place?”

War Notes

@Awesomoman64

Ten points to Awesome for a Community Meme. 9990 more and you win a 'Get out of Windel Free' card.

@Lonewolf685

Oh man, a 'Get out of Windel Free' card? One can only dream of the possibilities with such power...

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No, Windel stole that one from me.

@KoL

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@KoL

Kol, I think you've been hanging out with Windel a little too much. You're starting to make the same faces...

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Sorry but the threat is not over!

@Bushman501

Oh god Regina is going to throw more grenades!

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@floodtalon

Are you okay if I say Chen was a part of Zarin's group that got separated? Or do you have a different explanation for how he wound up at Diana's?

The War of the Three

Wolf

Wolf tried valiantly to keep the roses under control. Continually slicing, burning, and dispelling as needed, he focused all his efforts into pushing them back. At first, it seemed like it was working. As far as Wolf could tell, he had forced the the flowers to reseed a noticeable distance. Unfortunately, it wasn't enough.

As a booming roar broke through the air, Wolf quickly took his eyes off the flowers to find the source. Simultaneously, the rose dragon and he looked eyes, all but confirming the duel that was about to take place. Without hesitation, Wolf abandoned the roses and charged toward the dragon.

As the two neared each other, Wolf’s eyes flashed indicating his casting of disruption on the beast to keep it from using any sort of magic in this fight. With that taken care of all the Inquisitor could do was keep his blade forward and ready. Once in range he lept into the air and brought his halberd down aiming to impale the dragon right between it's eye.

[KoL]