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Current "An apology is a promise to do things differently next time, and to keep the promise." - Ging Freecss
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“If you want to find the secrets of the universe, think in terms of energy, frequency and vibration.” ― Nikola Tesla
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“I think and think for months and years. Ninety-nine times, the conclusion is false. The hundredth time I am right.” – Albert Einstein
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“Yesterday I was clever, so I wanted to change the world. Today I am wise, so I am changing myself.” ― Rumi
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“Stand in the ashes of a trillion dead souls, and asks the ghosts if honor matters. The silence is your answer.” ― Javik
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@Raineh Daze I see and understand lmao. I’m just happy she was there to give O’Menus some backup cause he thought he was gonna sweep em all aside with ease
@VitaVitaAR I’m enjoying myself fully lol. The Sun God has been as humbled/disgusted as humanly possible for one as arrogant as him lol
@ZxyxZemon I say sounds like a plan lol
@Blade17 A really amazing looking Gunpla for sure. I gotta say I’m impressed with its design.
Kishimoto Arcade, Local Tournament.
@Dezuel @Crimson Lion - Set your heart ABLAZE!

Ryoichi stayed on course to collide with the Red Virgo, shield up but beam saber equipped the closer he got. In his head he was ready for anything. His palms were gripping the controls tight, fingers responsive for his next actions, and yet he noticed something in the Red Virgo; a loss of animation perhaps, a rigidness that felt more comparable to NPCs' or AIs'. The realization broke his calm and yet the oddity of the tactic brought an eerie smirk to his lips.

'Genius,' he thought as the two neared closer. Instinctually, he pushed the throttle to max while shifting his forwards momentum upward. A spray of dirt and smoldering grass rushed beneath him before the Red Virgo shimmered momentarily and shook the forest with its detonation.

Ryoichi's elder brother seemed just an earshot away. Though he knew it was simply an annoying memory, his words were beginning to resonate with him if nothing else. 'This new battle format... these new players popping up... they're the challenge you were looking for back then, Ryoichi. I promise you, if you reignite your love for Gunpla you'll finally be happy! When you do finally crack a real smile, come home and get your new Gunpla, its been raging for freedom...'

The cloud of smoke from the explosion fell, coating the blazing forest beneath with black snow. Baelstrom had taken damage, a new fracture on the face, damage to the shield that he deployed once he realized he wouldn't quiet make it out unscathed. Still, it was functioning just fine or so he hoped. The inner-frame at least would be okay for the time being. Baelstrom turned its gaze back in the direction of Seo and the others. Their message had almost been drowned out by the excitement of the explosion.

A tad shaken, a noticeable tremor of furor laid beneath his cool. "Roger that, Cap'n. En route now."

He immediately cut the comms back off and with Flight-Mode still active, blasted off to meet Seo's concern. He left the fires of the forest behind, only to zoom-in on the overlays in front of him. The towers were damaged! Ryoichi's brows drew close together as he checked his teammate's status. One of which was terminated. "All that work and one of them still got eliminated. I should've taken this more seriously," he admitted.

Then he noticed something about how the Mobile Armor moved. His eyes widened in excitement once he figured it out, "Oh! Its you isn't it? Red Virgooo! Well you're not done with me yet!" Suddenly the Baelstrom was arcing in paths of blue burner towards the Mobile Armor, his handgun drawn as he pelted the Scorpio from several angles. "Come on, we have a death match to finish!"
Character up and ready for review.

@mattmanganon Nice to see some friendly faces interested in it. Digimon is apart of my list of must join. Color me interested.

EDIT: Also not calling dibs or anything but I’m most likely gonna go with Hackmon for my partner. That little dude is just awesome.
I have my next two Gunpla's ready to be deployed. Been working on them on and off for the last two weeks. I gotta say, I'm excited for you guys to see them when the time comes.
O'Menus

Disgust resonated deeply inside of O'Menus. Throughout the Horned-Mortal's declaration and fearful barking, he was twisting the white blade in hand. The reflection of his scowl a very unwelcomed reminder of the new emotions and realizations blooming inside. He had finally grasped, fully understood, how low he had fallen. That blow should had cleaved head from body, no matter the defenses the human could muster. But it had not. It had simply sent the man rag-dolling. 'Rag-dolling?!' he thought in cold disbelief. 'This world's logic is twisted beyond correction. My next blow will kill him.'

The Horned-Mortal's crimson blade brought O'Menus's sharp gaze to focus. It was a banner of sorts, bringing the remaining soldiers to him, tightening their ranks and boosting their motley morale. Faced with several of those tubular weapons refreshed the image of the sword's original wielder to mind. He raised his blazing shield to cover his body and with the crackling of what sounded like peaking lightning strikes, O'Menus rushed back into the fray.

Pointed, keen noises pelted off his shield, giving him a flawed idea of what those strange sticks were for. 'Advanced bows of some sort,' he thought, shifting his attention to the larger ones. 'Same shape, more powerful.'

He picked up speed to throw off the initial aim of the large-tube wielding mortals. The explosions behind him did little to deter the God of Fire and Heat; those kind of reactions came with his existence. Paying little mind to the soldiers surrounding the Horned-Mortal, except for the ones immediately standing between himself and his prey, whom were quickly dispatched, O'Menus flourished the white blade in his hand, aiming to separate blade-arm from man, and pulled his white sword back for a divine thrust.

The shattering of the man's construct earlier had proven his strength greater, the Horned-Mortal's near too-late reaction proved his speed. 'Aim for the heart', he growled, gathering strength beyond his ordinary efforts. 'Even if he guards with that detestable mortal-construct, the blade will meet it's target!'


I think it was perfectly acceptable. Give me two or so hours and I’ll get a post out. This is epic.
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