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[TZDL2017] Drifting Pollen vs Decoy - Quarterfinals

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[TZDL2017] Drifting Pollen vs Decoy - Quarterfinals

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[TZDL2017] Drifting Pollen vs Decoy - Quarterfinals

The man in white seemed…unperturbed at the chaos surrounding him. In fact, it was impossible to see any features through the brilliance of the golden hue. First, the toxic cloud that had been fast behind having been moving since the initial start of Mazono’s movement would engulf the area in its gaseous form. The figure, remained stationary even as the jade miasma began deteriorating the white fedora and the glowing white coat engulfing its figure. Then came the burst of wind – its ferocity matched only in its precision, which caused the scaffolding to collapse around the form; The fedora flew from its perch revealing pure golden hair which – for the most part – seemed to be just energy itself matched to the hue of the light radiating off the figure in white, its cloth dissipating swiftly. Even as the chaos unfolded, it seemed that he was to make no move in an effort to avoid what was happening. Puzzling as that may be.

Without warning, a powerful field of energy expanded outward causing the scaffolding to be met with an incredible wave of force, possibly knocking the bars away from the white cloaked form in the initial burst of kinetic impact. As the field expanded outward 15 feet in a spherical design, it radiated such a brilliant heatwave causing a sustained globe of searing incalescence which maintained itself at a constant 2200c, causing the away at the toxic clouds now engulfing the area. The figure of Mitsu that had been stationary for so long had seemingly vanished – becoming the source and energy for the explosion of electrical energy. Mazono’s form was nowhere to be seen in its center or otherwise.

As this occurred, the lines of electricity that had spread like webs across the granite floor had persisted; etching black scorch marks where the power passed. As the explosion of energy occurred, five figures of golden light seemed to leap out of each individual trail of electricity – each looking nearly identical to the one that had just exploded near the scaffolding now twenty feet away. As they leapt from the spider webs sparking and writing on the ground, they began to run in strange fashion back towards the center of the pyramid, where the man in white had started - either ignoring the newly formed cloud of emerald smoke or unaware of it due to a pre-programmed movement plan. Their individual radiance's giving the appearance of Mitsu’s form but with none of the clothing or definition. As the figures would approach their destination, they’d stand at intervals behind the fifty-black spheres.

As this occurred, from one of the lines of power the physical form of Mazono returned to his normal state, having traversed the 20-foot distance within the current of his own creation. This short range teleportation technique had been dubbed “Thunder God Teleport; Stage 2” by his peers in Vertex, a fitting description to his ability to transform his state of matter to that of electricity itself – allowing him to “ride the current” and reposition himself. Now, having moved more northbound from his final location, Mitsu continued the momentum the second he re-manifested. Once more the sound of leather twisting filled his ears as the auburn-haired man – no longer adorning his fedora or long white coat as he had left them behind in the initial flash of light to further confound the enemy and sell his Gold Clone’s deception - sped towards the northern slope his open eye examining the pillar at its peak. Voltage flew from his brow like sweat as he further augmented his speed of his mad-powered dash with an internalized burst of “Thunder God Teleport; Stage 1”; easily allowing him the ability to traverse the distance (when coupled with his tension coil) in about one second.

Undulating air once again presented itself around his form stretching 30 yards in a dome like design. The defensive aura that constantly generated around Mitsu had once again been reactivated, having been disabled during the use of his ‘teleport’. Iron sand granules that hadn’t been compacted into the many spheres were dragged into the magnetic attraction of his barrier, supporting the young man once again. His eye was damaged, but his brain wasn’t. He’d seen all he had to, and now was nearly the time to strike. Before he’d reach his end-point, the energy enhancement to his speed would end and – with a shift of his bolstered (tension coil) right foot, the man would slide and turn to a stop; once more viewing the battlefield, albeit with only one enhanced eye, from the distance; furthering his visual scope.

The Ratifier in his left hand began to hum as the Zeus Cannon on his right wrist joined in unison. Both would be brought to bear on the dark cloud, noticing the gaping hole in its mass yet also noticing the strange formation on the easternmost pillar. He noticed the area in the center where he had been prior now slowly being covered in another miasma. Processing the information at an abnormal and inhuman rate, Mitsu finalized his plan. The visual disability caused by the initial burst of light had indeed been a hindrance, which is why he had planned on distancing himself a bit to compensate. The soccer ball shaped spheres remained in their hovering position awaiting the command to launch, the hum of energy radiating from them as their individual defensive fields intensified – expanding out from each projectile about four feet in a spherical design similar to the mass it encapsulated.

Times Up. Let’s dance.

[TZDL2017] Drifting Pollen vs Decoy - Quarterfinals

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[TZDL2017] Drifting Pollen vs Decoy - Quarterfinals

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[TZDL2017] Drifting Pollen vs Decoy - Quarterfinals

So much happened in the singular moment of defensive movement’s initial pause. The weapon adorning his arm – the Zeus Cannon – had its cherry popped metaphorically as the weapon’s first live-fire exercise had begun. The appendage which it had been equipped had shot up like a lightning bolt with a synchronicity to the movement that could only be described as fluid – like the arm had already been there. At the same exact moment, the mass of black began to shift; an illumination came into existence, its intensity that began to move over his vision by starting from one periphery into the other in a sweeping motion that would begin and end near simultaneous in its speed. Additionally, an intense wave of sound would focus itself on his position in what would be an effective and debilitating retaliatory action. *Mazono's left eye - the first to meet the blinding illumination - swiftly shut in response to the brilliant intensity that threatened to remove his visual prowess all together if not for two unique variables.

The first, his eyes. Though the light was swift, the enhanced flow of neurons and unique nature of Mitsu’s visual capabilities had already been active for the majority of the fight as the young man – intent on examining his weapon’s attack – had been pouring all his visual prowess into a single hyper-focused moment. This heightened control of his optical verification allowed him to deviate certain focuses and functions of his eyes; this was made manifest in his unique resilience to his own attack’s bright nature and in how he was able to visualize the world around him at a much slower pace. *As such, the eyes would’ve resisted the initial blinding effects of the powerful beam of energies sweep, yet even still the initial action had caught him somewhat off-guard and due to this his left eye's full functionality had been reduced due to the blinding after-effect causing a blur to his vision and spots to fly before his left eyes sight. Luckily however, this wasn’t the only boon…

The other variable was simple. Mitsu had never intended on standing in that one spot to examine his attack. There was no need to remain stationary as the shot fired was easily observable to him on the move thanks to his former aforementioned ability. Once more the stored kinetic energy released, this time from the heel of both feet accelerating him towards the scaffolding at double his previous speed; a trail of lightning following in his wake as the movement was made faster by the imbuement of his Thunder God Speed. His swift burst of enhanced movement carried him out of the path of the lasers most harmful effects simply by re-positioning him out of the way – *allowing him to continue his examination of the shot as intended through his unaffected right eye. The focused attack of vicious sound waves having caused a slight nauseating feeling to well in his stomach. However, this effect seemed to fade almost as swiftly as it had begun the moment his movement removed him from the focus point.

His enhanced vision, hindered by the loss of his left eye redirected all non-essential processes to intensify focus on his right eye. His electrolocation supplementing this temporary impediment of sight which allowed him to continue – due to the hyperfocus of his ability – observing the path of the enhanced VERTBRINIUM round soaring towards the target. Watching as the mass of darkness began to react to the shot, what he saw was far more insightful – and telling – than he’d have hoped. The defensive field surrounding the round impacted against the darkness as he had expected; the shadow massing against the projection to slow its fast-moving electrons much as it had his lightning bolt in the start of this fight. However, it seemed to fight with itself momentarily as two distinct masses of the darkness split off from one another creating two unique forms. This action alone was the most revealing occurrence in the fight thus far and one he took heavy note of as he watched the shroud fight with itself on gathering its mass on the object…and not.

The impact of the round – even somewhat slowed – caused a loud boom to fill the room as large stones and debris from the impact exploded outward in random directions; a large gaping hole having caused the single entrance to now seem larger than it had when the two figures entered the room. Ancient stones flew off dangerously behind the wall of black – unseen by the man in white due to the nature of the strange shadow. The protective field of his unique round had done its job and assisted the projectile in its passage, nearly unabated. The mass of darkness had done its best – but now the man in white had a game plan.

As the high-speed movement ended, Mazono had traversed the additional ten-foot distance separating him from the sweet embrace of the Scaffolding’s cover ended, a brilliant flash of light emanating from the top of his spherical defense struck down atop of his head engulfing him in a momentary blinding light, lines of electricity spreading out like spider webs from his feet outward. The event dissipated as swiftly as it had happened revealing the form of Mitsu brightly glowing gold. The radiance of his form made it hard to visually see facial contours; the fedora atop his head hiding glowing gold strands. Even his long white coat seemed to vibrate with a brilliant intensity of light.

Though he was unaware of it prior his decision to keep moving had saved him once more from being engulfed in the green gas that had been used to attack him prior. Though unlike before the defensive field projected around him at all times seemed to be unresponsive to the mist; its energy being redistributed elsewhere as the floating iron granules all simultaneously began to glow and clump together into large glowing red soccer ball sized spheres, about fifty in number. Each sphere projecting its own variation of the red field that had engulfed Mazono only moments prior, protecting and enhancing the iron sand’s density as well as causing them to remain stationary in mid-air, maintained by his magnetic control. The hum of gathering energy filling the room as Mazono’s glowing form stood next to the pillar, seeming ready to jump behind the pillar for cover if needed as he prepared for his powerful attack, inspired by the mass of darkness itself.

ooc: * denotes the edit

[TZDL2017] Drifting Pollen vs Decoy - Quarterfinals

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[TZDL2017] Drifting Pollen vs Decoy - Quarterfinals

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[TZDL2017] Drifting Pollen vs Decoy - Quarterfinals

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[TZDL2017] Drifting Pollen vs Decoy - Quarterfinals

Watching as the mass of pitch before him swell open, Mazono examined how the strange manifestation reacted to his Railguns through his enhanced perception of the world around him. The slow methodical movements of the strange creature attempted the deception of pain in its writhing motion. Mitsu didn’t buy it, in his experience when a creature is wounded – it either lashes out violently or it runs away; since it didn’t do either, he wasn’t so convinced his attack had done any damage whatsoever. The most important noteworthy thing of this creature was the first shot – the expected shot – was met with an opening; the creature didn’t want to get hit! More and more the mystery unraveled before him.

His vision and thoughts were interrupted however as a flowing cloud of green erupted where an icicle had been struck mere seconds prior by his thunder dome’s autonomous attack. The green gas was growing exponentially before his eyes, threatening to overtake not only his sight but his form too. Iron sand granules that had begun floating through the air before him had begun to clump together and would meet this cloud in their absentminded rise from the ground – only to find destruction as the jade vapor seemed to break down his Iron Sand at an exponential rate! An eyebrow quirked upward as this strange cloud seemed far more devious than he’d anticipated from a mere shadow.

There wasn’t much additional time to continue his observations however, as the amount of kinetic build up that he’d been storing in his legs since the start of this strange interaction finally could take no more. The well of kinetic force broke at the moment the cloud appeared - as a swift release of the force exiting his left heel caused the young man in white to slide his lithe frame in a half-hover motion towards his right, sliding about 10 feet away from his original position. The scaffolding enticing him with added protection as a means to gain cover. The dark mass of black surrounding him seemed to shift as well with his movement, remaining within the 10 Yard radius of his defensive field at all times.

Iron sand continued to rise around him, the clumps of dirt becoming larger and larger – far more discernible – as the red sparks of energy continued to roll around the gathered material. The tint of his nearly translucent field also seemed to shift as his suit – from a distance – would appear a soft orange when regarding his white suit. The room itself growing warmer and warmer as the wave of his defensive field shifted to something more intense. Additionally, the autonomous striking of foreign materials persisted – though now the flashes of light radiated a brilliant vermilion. Each strike acting less like lightning and more like a directed burst of intense heat microwaving the contaminate within the radius of the arc-flash styled explosions.

The situation had shifted very quickly! The large mass of black before him had somehow employed a rather clever tactic; launching something from his blind spot, the creature had hoped to catch him off-guard, unaware of his potent defense. Yet, an attack within an attack was unique – a clear defining point before him. This thing was trying to kill him, and not in a way akin to a predator; at least none he’d ever encountered in his travels. Its actions were deliberate; fueled by intent of some kind. A curse maybe? Made manifest by his presence in this once sacred tomb of kings? Surely it gave him pause as to why Jhieten would want him to fight something like this.

Questions for later he thought as his right leg braced into the slide and ceased the motion. The sound of leather twisting once again filling his ears as the redistributed force was stored in the limb for later release. Instantly - enhanced by a quick burst of his stage one thunder god release – Mazono’s arm rose up. The large silver object adorning the forearm and wrist of the man in white was brought to bear as round barrel at the end – hidden beneath a series of encasement's that stabilized the weapons sheer recoil – aimed once more at the black mass. So far, his conventional approach wasn’t quite up to snuff and maybe that was why this place had been chosen for the testing of this experimental piece of equipment. An inaudible hum of energy pulsed beneath the surface of the long white jacket; Mazono’s arm having constantly been transferring a large charge of electrical current to power the might weapon.

No more hesitation, the Zeus Cannon released its enhanced – much heavier – VERTBRINIUM round. The recoil and force, of the weapon would’ve caused any normal individual to fly backwards into the very rear of the pyramid; yet his right arm remained extended, only bending a little at the elbow as once again that strange sound occurred. Left leg also bracing, it too mirrored its sister appendage (the sound once more occurring). The 20mm styled round ripped towards the mass from a new angle. It would seem as if the young man still hadn’t discerned the shadow’s function and was willing to waste yet another attack on futility. Yet this time, there was a difference. The projectile, travelling 35% faster than his previous attack was bolstered by an additional measure of defense in the form of its own self-generated variation of the same defensive field currently protecting Mitsu.

Extending outward four feet in a spherical fashion, the projectile’s protective semi-translucent shell – emulating the blueish white hue of his normal field – would make contact with the mass first, acting as a first line of defense to ensure the weapon’s penetration and effectiveness in the field. The same autonomous shocking aspect – though at a much lower scale – of the field surrounding the man in white occurred within the same four-foot range of the round’s shell when in contact with foreign objects. A pure blend of his technology and unique genetic

With a shell impact equal to that of a Mk. 45 naval gun, force would distribute through the object when introduced to a solid of any kind. Excited to see the type of reaction this mist would have to his improved shot, the operative of Vertex allowed his smile to spread wider; sparks flowing steadily beneath his iris still. This was indeed an exciting moment! Regardless of what he’d learn from this bizarre monstrosity, he’d at least witness the power of his new toy! Like a kid at Christmas, Mazono was filled with glee.

ooc: *Note; force released was equal to 90,000 PSI.