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i'm here and im queer and im ready to steer straight into sadness and unfulfillment
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Aight, Aight. Think I'mma go with squids. Squids are rad. Working on my dude as we speak.
oh man oh man time for kung-fu bugmen. or kung-fu fishmen in this case? Oh well.
Any rules on what sea-life we can use, or are we good as long as it's from under the sea?
Any rules on what sea-life we can use, or are we good as long as it's from under the sea?
This sounds neat! I am for sure interested
"Well then, looks you two transforming wasn't a waste." Gren said, picking his sword up and pointing it at the coming enemies, armor forming his lower face. "Won't you the one who almost KILLED me because we starting fighting without talking or some shit?" Sun asked, punching his palm.
"Shut up and help me kick their asses."
"Gladly!"
The two step forward, their bodies going ablaze in fire like auras. A white one surrounding Gren, and an icy-blue one for Sun.
"AAAAAAAAAHHHHHH!" They both screamed, kicking off into a run towards the armored figures, soon meeting two who had charged at them. Sun met his with a powerful punch, sending it flying back into the rest of them. Gren, however, never stopped his run, slashing through the one attacking him in a single swipe.
"So, you gonna run way again when there's two fighting together?" Sun asked, smirking beneath his helmet. "You have no idea what shut up means, do you?" Gren asked, jumping into the air, unlinking his sword into it's whip form and wildly slashing at the enemies down below.
Sun kicked down, a wave of magic hitting the ground through hit foot. From the magic, a wall of ice sprung up. He punched forward, shattering the ice and throwing it's pieces into the knights.
"Shut up and help me kick their asses."
"Gladly!"
The two step forward, their bodies going ablaze in fire like auras. A white one surrounding Gren, and an icy-blue one for Sun.
"AAAAAAAAAHHHHHH!" They both screamed, kicking off into a run towards the armored figures, soon meeting two who had charged at them. Sun met his with a powerful punch, sending it flying back into the rest of them. Gren, however, never stopped his run, slashing through the one attacking him in a single swipe.
"So, you gonna run way again when there's two fighting together?" Sun asked, smirking beneath his helmet. "You have no idea what shut up means, do you?" Gren asked, jumping into the air, unlinking his sword into it's whip form and wildly slashing at the enemies down below.
Sun kicked down, a wave of magic hitting the ground through hit foot. From the magic, a wall of ice sprung up. He punched forward, shattering the ice and throwing it's pieces into the knights.
"Thanks for the help.." Sun said, walking up next to Magnus, smiling. "But I got this." He said, his eyes beginning to glow a bright orange.
He stepped forward, beginning to shake, balling up his hands into fists and raising them up. "Argh...Gaaa....GAAAA!" He begun to scream, black tendrils beginning to wrap around him. They soon completely took over his body, forming a the appearance of a skinless humanoid, with black muscles, his eyes now nothing more than glowing orange orbs.
Both transformations would already cause Gren hesitation, but he noticed Sun's didn't seem quite done.
He begun to scream again, a white light appearing on his chest. The light spread over his body, burning the black "muscles" away, as the screams of pain transformed into righteous yells of excitement. Soon all of it was burned away, leaving a body of white, flame-like light, with two small flames of orange, his eyes once again taking a new shape.
It lifted it's arms up to the side, opening it's palms, as bits and pieces of grey metal formed in the air around it's forearms and lower legs, slamming down onto the body, fitting and locking together, forming white armor. It happened once more for it's upper arms and legs, then once more for it's pelvis and torso. Finally, the head of the flames gave away, going out, revealing Sun's head one more. He was giving Gren a look that could ONLY be taken as "my transformation is SO much cooler than yours", as metal formed around his head, slamming down to form a helmet styled after a barbute, but with only an open for the eye, a v shaped visor. And his eyes took yet another form, filling the visor with glowing, orange light.
Lifting his legs a bit, the armored sun floated into the air, crossing his arms. And from the bottom of the armor, form the feet, a light went up, turning the armor into a brilliant white with golden trimming. It was a complex armor, each segment being made of many smaller segments, a puzzle of an armor, with the trim being of an intricate design, forming words in an ancient, long forgotten tongue.
For the final bit of the transformation, a giant halo appeared behind his back, one half silver, the other gold, two parts locked together.
"....Are you DONE yet?" Gren asked, yawning.
"H-Hey! SO sorry it takes so long! Better than your stupid looking "turn into a bunch of friggen swords" one!" Sun barked back, crossing his arms and huffing.
"Oh, that? I did that to make you mad."
"IT WORKED YOU JACKASS."
Gren sighed, rolling his eyes...and drawing his normal sword, pointing it at the two, stabbing it into the ground. "I'm done."
"...What."
"I'm done. I know I can't beat the both of you."
"...I GO THROUGH THE TABLE OF TRANSFORMING AND YOU JUST STOP THE FIGHT. That's. I. I DO NOT LIKE YOU."
He stepped forward, beginning to shake, balling up his hands into fists and raising them up. "Argh...Gaaa....GAAAA!" He begun to scream, black tendrils beginning to wrap around him. They soon completely took over his body, forming a the appearance of a skinless humanoid, with black muscles, his eyes now nothing more than glowing orange orbs.
Both transformations would already cause Gren hesitation, but he noticed Sun's didn't seem quite done.
He begun to scream again, a white light appearing on his chest. The light spread over his body, burning the black "muscles" away, as the screams of pain transformed into righteous yells of excitement. Soon all of it was burned away, leaving a body of white, flame-like light, with two small flames of orange, his eyes once again taking a new shape.
It lifted it's arms up to the side, opening it's palms, as bits and pieces of grey metal formed in the air around it's forearms and lower legs, slamming down onto the body, fitting and locking together, forming white armor. It happened once more for it's upper arms and legs, then once more for it's pelvis and torso. Finally, the head of the flames gave away, going out, revealing Sun's head one more. He was giving Gren a look that could ONLY be taken as "my transformation is SO much cooler than yours", as metal formed around his head, slamming down to form a helmet styled after a barbute, but with only an open for the eye, a v shaped visor. And his eyes took yet another form, filling the visor with glowing, orange light.
Lifting his legs a bit, the armored sun floated into the air, crossing his arms. And from the bottom of the armor, form the feet, a light went up, turning the armor into a brilliant white with golden trimming. It was a complex armor, each segment being made of many smaller segments, a puzzle of an armor, with the trim being of an intricate design, forming words in an ancient, long forgotten tongue.
For the final bit of the transformation, a giant halo appeared behind his back, one half silver, the other gold, two parts locked together.
"....Are you DONE yet?" Gren asked, yawning.
"H-Hey! SO sorry it takes so long! Better than your stupid looking "turn into a bunch of friggen swords" one!" Sun barked back, crossing his arms and huffing.
"Oh, that? I did that to make you mad."
"IT WORKED YOU JACKASS."
Gren sighed, rolling his eyes...and drawing his normal sword, pointing it at the two, stabbing it into the ground. "I'm done."
"...What."
"I'm done. I know I can't beat the both of you."
"...I GO THROUGH THE TABLE OF TRANSFORMING AND YOU JUST STOP THE FIGHT. That's. I. I DO NOT LIKE YOU."
"What in the ragnas is that." Sun asked, staring at Tiberius' axe, a knife shooting past his face. Gren had raised his gun at the orange haired man, calmly firing at him. Sun responded by kicking the ground, a wall of ice surging up to serve as defense against the blades. "Fine, don't wanna get close? Fine by me!" He said, punching the wall of ice, the frozen water shifting, icicles shooting out of it..
The icicles outnumbered Gren's rate by quite the bit, so the blonde jumped back, taking cover behind a tree. "Can you just SOD-OFF?" He yelled, ducking out of cover, and shooting again...at Magnus.
"Hey, you're fighting ME." Sun growled, throwing up a wall of ice before the blades came near Magnus' and Tiberius's fight.
Sun nodded, turning back to Gren. Only to find him gone. "I fucking fell for that." Sun said, his voice dry and with the smallest hint of self-disgust. This guy was kind of a pain in the ass, Sun had to admit. Maybe he had run away?
"Of course you didn't." Sun groaned, rolling out of the way as knives came shooting at him from behind.
"Can I ask what your problem is?"
"You."
"ooooooh, edgy. Nice. Real nice."
Sun threw up his arms, blocking a kick as Gren jumped at him, pushing him away. "Well, now that we're so close and touchy with each other..." Sun smirked, drawing his blades of silver and gold, stabbing at Gren. Quick pokes, with one or two powerful lunges thrown in there for good measure.
"Give up, you can't stab me." Gren said, gracefully dodging.
"Really now? Got any reason for that?" Sun asked, sending both swords to stab at once.
Gren stopped, pulling the trigger of his gun with a smile. "You can't stab me, I am made of knives."
And suddenly he was covered in blades. Like...like just a bunch of swords just jutted out of him, forming a human tall pile of sharpness. "...I WAS FUCKING JOKING ABOUT THE EDGY THING HOLY SHIT." Sun gaped, dumbfounded. "This is stupid. You're stupid. I hate you." He said, stepping back. Where the swords gonna shoot out? Was he gonna spin around like a tornado of blades? Form into one giant sword?
Or....crumble and break, like they just did. "Well. That's disappointing." Sun muttered.But when the swords crumble fully away, revealing Gren, he was now wearing white armor, covering his torso, arms, and lower legs. Smooth as silk, and white as bone. No extra detailing at all, yet it still looked....sharp.
And felt it, as Sun found out when a punch to his face landed, feeling as there hundreds of tiny knifes were slashing at the location of the punch. The force of the punch threw him back, slamming him into the wall of ice. He let out a gasp of pain as the air was knock out of him, blood dripping down his cheek. Before he could catach up to what happened, Gren was back on him, letting out a flurry of punches.
"MUDA MUDA MUDA MUDA MUDA MUDA MUDA MUDA MUDA MUDA MUDA MUDA MUDA MUDA."
Each punch cracked the wall of ice, and probably a few of Sun's ribs. And the sensation of being stabbed each time wasn't helping Sun not scream out in pain. But, luckily, the punching stopped.
Because the wall of ice had broke, and Sun was thrown into a tree, causing it to splinter and begin to break. Somehow, he was able to hold onto his swords throughout all of this, as he struggled up, his knees shaking and his torso no bloodied and bruised, and he was pretty sure his vision was fading. "...Fuck you." Was all he was able to muster , as Gren walked towards him, his armor shifting so two blades came out of his armor, right above his wrists. Sun threw out a blast of ice, which hit Gren's armor and harmlessly slid off. "Great..." he muttered, Gren break into a run and slashing at him.
Sun rolled out of the way, narrowly missing the slash. "That better that be my hair." He thought, noticing some orange falling to the ground. His thoughts were distracted, however, when the ground shook, the tree he was thrown into falling to the ground. He jumped out of the way as Gren lunged at him again, another tree falling down. Sun lifted up his sword, returning the attack, the two slashing wildly at each other, the air itself distorting at the speed and force of their slashes, trees coming down all around them.
Suddenly, they were at a standstill, their swords locked against each other, sparks flying off of them. They both knew what to do, but Gren was a bit fast, kicking Sun in the stomach. He doubled over, Gren grabbing the side of his head, slamming his own head into it. And with that, he spun around, throwing Sun back into the battlefield.
He landed by Tiberius' and Magnus' battle, a wreck. His torso and head were bloodied , his breathing labored, and his skin pale. But, he was alive, as he sat up. "...That's...THAT'S ALL YOU GOT?" HE asked Gren, laughing. He stood up, his arms hanging, as Gren calmly strolled towards him. His face was calm, and emotionless, his eyes trained on Sun. "This....This isn't the first time you've try to kill somebody, I presume?" Sun asked, not helping to chuckle.
The icicles outnumbered Gren's rate by quite the bit, so the blonde jumped back, taking cover behind a tree. "Can you just SOD-OFF?" He yelled, ducking out of cover, and shooting again...at Magnus.
"Hey, you're fighting ME." Sun growled, throwing up a wall of ice before the blades came near Magnus' and Tiberius's fight.
Sun nodded, turning back to Gren. Only to find him gone. "I fucking fell for that." Sun said, his voice dry and with the smallest hint of self-disgust. This guy was kind of a pain in the ass, Sun had to admit. Maybe he had run away?
"Of course you didn't." Sun groaned, rolling out of the way as knives came shooting at him from behind.
"Can I ask what your problem is?"
"You."
"ooooooh, edgy. Nice. Real nice."
Sun threw up his arms, blocking a kick as Gren jumped at him, pushing him away. "Well, now that we're so close and touchy with each other..." Sun smirked, drawing his blades of silver and gold, stabbing at Gren. Quick pokes, with one or two powerful lunges thrown in there for good measure.
"Give up, you can't stab me." Gren said, gracefully dodging.
"Really now? Got any reason for that?" Sun asked, sending both swords to stab at once.
Gren stopped, pulling the trigger of his gun with a smile. "You can't stab me, I am made of knives."
And suddenly he was covered in blades. Like...like just a bunch of swords just jutted out of him, forming a human tall pile of sharpness. "...I WAS FUCKING JOKING ABOUT THE EDGY THING HOLY SHIT." Sun gaped, dumbfounded. "This is stupid. You're stupid. I hate you." He said, stepping back. Where the swords gonna shoot out? Was he gonna spin around like a tornado of blades? Form into one giant sword?
Or....crumble and break, like they just did. "Well. That's disappointing." Sun muttered.But when the swords crumble fully away, revealing Gren, he was now wearing white armor, covering his torso, arms, and lower legs. Smooth as silk, and white as bone. No extra detailing at all, yet it still looked....sharp.
And felt it, as Sun found out when a punch to his face landed, feeling as there hundreds of tiny knifes were slashing at the location of the punch. The force of the punch threw him back, slamming him into the wall of ice. He let out a gasp of pain as the air was knock out of him, blood dripping down his cheek. Before he could catach up to what happened, Gren was back on him, letting out a flurry of punches.
"MUDA MUDA MUDA MUDA MUDA MUDA MUDA MUDA MUDA MUDA MUDA MUDA MUDA MUDA."
Each punch cracked the wall of ice, and probably a few of Sun's ribs. And the sensation of being stabbed each time wasn't helping Sun not scream out in pain. But, luckily, the punching stopped.
Because the wall of ice had broke, and Sun was thrown into a tree, causing it to splinter and begin to break. Somehow, he was able to hold onto his swords throughout all of this, as he struggled up, his knees shaking and his torso no bloodied and bruised, and he was pretty sure his vision was fading. "...Fuck you." Was all he was able to muster , as Gren walked towards him, his armor shifting so two blades came out of his armor, right above his wrists. Sun threw out a blast of ice, which hit Gren's armor and harmlessly slid off. "Great..." he muttered, Gren break into a run and slashing at him.
Sun rolled out of the way, narrowly missing the slash. "That better that be my hair." He thought, noticing some orange falling to the ground. His thoughts were distracted, however, when the ground shook, the tree he was thrown into falling to the ground. He jumped out of the way as Gren lunged at him again, another tree falling down. Sun lifted up his sword, returning the attack, the two slashing wildly at each other, the air itself distorting at the speed and force of their slashes, trees coming down all around them.
Suddenly, they were at a standstill, their swords locked against each other, sparks flying off of them. They both knew what to do, but Gren was a bit fast, kicking Sun in the stomach. He doubled over, Gren grabbing the side of his head, slamming his own head into it. And with that, he spun around, throwing Sun back into the battlefield.
He landed by Tiberius' and Magnus' battle, a wreck. His torso and head were bloodied , his breathing labored, and his skin pale. But, he was alive, as he sat up. "...That's...THAT'S ALL YOU GOT?" HE asked Gren, laughing. He stood up, his arms hanging, as Gren calmly strolled towards him. His face was calm, and emotionless, his eyes trained on Sun. "This....This isn't the first time you've try to kill somebody, I presume?" Sun asked, not helping to chuckle.
Sun's ice magic ether didn't have much going for it, or his heart wasn't in it, seeing as Gren broke out of it. "Alright, you prat. To begin with, I have been hit with a giant metal thing before. Second, it's not a bloody bird, it's a...plane, probably. And third, let's go!"
He broke into a run, drawing his sword, with his eyes focusing on Sun. He drew the sword back, leaping forward....and falling into a roll, kicking out of it and ramming into Magnus. He was the first one to actually launch an attack, as far as Gren knew, so he didn't much like him! He admitted this was foolish, but perhaps he was a foolish man. He turned around to Sun, throwing up his gun, readying to fire.
A blast of magic then hit him, freezing his hand, as Sun rammed into him. He delivered a punch to the blond's stomach, knocking him into the air, before helping Magnus up. "You alright?" Sun asked, giving Tiberius and Gren disapproving looks. "Holy SHIT what is your two's problem?"
He broke into a run, drawing his sword, with his eyes focusing on Sun. He drew the sword back, leaping forward....and falling into a roll, kicking out of it and ramming into Magnus. He was the first one to actually launch an attack, as far as Gren knew, so he didn't much like him! He admitted this was foolish, but perhaps he was a foolish man. He turned around to Sun, throwing up his gun, readying to fire.
A blast of magic then hit him, freezing his hand, as Sun rammed into him. He delivered a punch to the blond's stomach, knocking him into the air, before helping Magnus up. "You alright?" Sun asked, giving Tiberius and Gren disapproving looks. "Holy SHIT what is your two's problem?"
"...O-oh..." Sun said, looking down. The second before he did, through, he actually looked upset and sorry, quite deeply infact. "I'm sorry, it's just...you were out for a few hours, and I was starting to get worried." He explained.
He was pale, and obviously tired. The bandages wee on a bit better, but it was obvious he still needed more help. "I tried to get us back to town." He begun to explain, lookng at her, the hurt look on his face replaced with a tired and pained one. "But I...couldn't make it past here. Too tired..."
He was pale, and obviously tired. The bandages wee on a bit better, but it was obvious he still needed more help. "I tried to get us back to town." He begun to explain, lookng at her, the hurt look on his face replaced with a tired and pained one. "But I...couldn't make it past here. Too tired..."
"Not quite..." The other said, still picking her up and hugging her. "But, it's better to over-do something than to under-do it." He told her, smiling. "It works if you fill it with too much energy, that's true. But, if you use more than needed, it'll waste your magic, tiring you out. And that could be more dangerous than simply failing to pull it off." He explaained to her, turning her around and heading towards their home, still carrying her. "But, for a person of your age, and for your third time, you did very well, Catiel. I'm proud. Now, let's go home, and wake up. Wake up. Catiel-"
"-wake up!" Sun said, trying to shake her awake. When she arose, she would find them to be at the mouth of the cave, now dark out.
"-wake up!" Sun said, trying to shake her awake. When she arose, she would find them to be at the mouth of the cave, now dark out.
He watched her try again, nodding as she fired the arrow. "Catiel, here." He said, lifting up his bow. "Watching carefully."
He pulled back, filling the arrow with magic once more. "Watch carefully. You're filling the arrow with magic, true, but not fast enough, without enough force. Look at the speed of which the magic covers the arrows, the brightness of the arrow." He said, firing again, the magically enhanced arrow striking true.
"You don't have to be exact to that speed or force, but it should be close to it. If you're too slow, the magic will start to weaken before you finish. If you do not use enough force, then the magic won't be able to last long enough."
He pulled back, filling the arrow with magic once more. "Watch carefully. You're filling the arrow with magic, true, but not fast enough, without enough force. Look at the speed of which the magic covers the arrows, the brightness of the arrow." He said, firing again, the magically enhanced arrow striking true.
"You don't have to be exact to that speed or force, but it should be close to it. If you're too slow, the magic will start to weaken before you finish. If you do not use enough force, then the magic won't be able to last long enough."
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