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Shore Battle: The Clash For Akranes [Iceland Conflict Event Mission] Author Message THEFROST Head Admin 2010-06-03 Joined : 16633 Posts : 206 Karma : 25 Age : Purgatory Location : Member Info Platinum Points: (99999/99999) Tiers:
Subject Post 21 Subject: Re: Shore Battle: The Clash For Akranes [Iceland Conflict Event Mission] Fri Dec 11, 2015 9:44 am NOTICES
Alright, I'm going through Iceland threads and leaving notices in threads that haven't had any sort of post in awhile. Due to the fact it's been since the 14th since JWC last made a post, I'm giving him a one week warning in order to get things up.
I understand you have things going on with finals, but we realllllllllllllly need to get this thread moving to keep the engine of the event strong. I'll even help you write the post bit by bit each day just so we can go on.
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Subject Post 22 Subject: Re: Shore Battle: The Clash For Akranes [Iceland Conflict Event Mission] Sun Dec 20, 2015 10:01 pm VIDEO Artist: Thunderstep Music - Song: Story of a Soldier - Word Count: 1077 Creation. Life. The living. The Dead. Damnation. Demons. Angels. Gods and Mortals. Sentience. Sentience... and the right to preserve it. The will to preserve it... In one moment, ASRA stood holding her ground, and in the next, she was suddenly caught in place. Held by an unnatural force. The battlefield was calm now. Silent. It seemed as though everyone had died. As though they all lost their sentience. Yet here ASRA stood, one of 3 who held the strength to still stand opposing such brutal force. The will to kill. To take a life. ASRA had never contemplated the meaning of it. That which has sentience should wish to preserve it's own sentience. Frozen in place, a million thoughts flashed through her processors in an instant. The world was slow, as she processed everything around her with such speed as though it were only happening frame by frame. She was fully focused on the tendrils that rapidly approached. Was this the end? Would she die here? Obliterated by the enemy, and that's that? She had only been alive for a few months... but now she truly felt it. She truly felt alive. The tendril floated through space in her direction, but being held in place by what appeared to be a disturbance in molecular construction, ASRA felt some semblance of despair. She... felt it. Like a tingling in her wires... an increase in electrical output... Her processors were overclocking, her shell overheating. How to escape... How to escape... How to... Escape. To break free from confinement or control. The definition of the word remained more promptly at the forefront of her brain. Had she been confined? Was she being controlled? She definitely had to break free. It was rapidly approaching her. That thing spelled certain demise. An end to her sentience. Life. Death. Irrelevant. She could not be alive, no matter how hard she tried. She was not biotic. But that was one thing she had that made her superior. She was not human. She was not mortal. Sentience should be protected, no matter the cost. Final input accepted. Self-Preservation protocol activated. Preparations nearing completion. Her body opened outward in a flash, releasing oxygen molecules from the air in that very instant, which would allow her to fall slightly just a few feet down to the floor, but it was more than enough. The tendril slammed hard into her left arm as she fell, crashing clean through it without resistance. A blue portal opened up beneath her, and another opened just a few inches to her right. It managed to save her from the tendrils, mostly, as her left arm was now hanging limply by a few wires, and it was in fact out of commission. Immediately, her nanites scuttled to repair these heavy damages... but they could not work fast enough. The bullets she had fired were corroded into dust. The injury took her focus from the battle. " Surrender or be crushed." Neoveta was upon her. Her wings managed to strike a critical blow at her chest, causing her systems to go on the fritz for a moment as she caught her bearings and forced a barrier up at full strength around her whole body. Blow for blow, each hit broke another barrier, and threatened to shut her systems down permanently if it weren't for the force being barely strong enough to deflect the hits away as they came. Her battery was failing.. Her systems were failing. Crashing. She couldn't get her arm to work, and now even her control over the rest of the unit was threatened. Her eyes shined bright gold, only a hint of blue remaining now. Then it fired. Her anti-spiritual missiles fired off at the woman, causing her to dart off into the sky. Good. She fell to the ground, her nanites finally beginning work on the vital systems before anything else. Her arm dangled a bit, but at least had enough repaired to hold her sword with both hands. Fire, fire, fire, fire, fire, fire, fire, fire!!! And she would pay for striking like this. An eye for an eye, as the humans said. Tracking the location the girl went in, she indeed opened a portal to directly behind her, raising her blade and striking her clean into her chest. " You wish to invade our lands, do you not? Those people are content enough without your Vanguard's meddling. You are a plague that needs to be wiped out and purged from our lands. Surrender, retreat or be crushed." ASRA would laugh, a tad of inky black oil coming up from her throat. It would remain dripping down from her lips as she responded. " I bleed as black as you, mortal. The difference between us is that I am here to preserve the sentience of others. You do not care.. What good is protecting them if you don't care enough about the living to keep them that way? Is not the life of one's enemy still a life, indeed?" She spat, lowering her blade ever so slightly as she leapt back, a loud boom and an alert notice announcing the arrival of her companion. And just as he struck, she would strike. Almost simultaneously, she would burst forth with her sonic propulsion, and stab directly at her chest once more, as the Sugiuran swung down upon her. Her wiring in her left arm would splinter and split with the force, had she and the Sugiuran landed their blows. Giving it no thought, she watched as he raised his arm for another blow, and instead, charged her blade with electricity, her battery flashing red in the upper corner of her visual HUD. She would aim the blade at Neoveta, and attempt to time her blast with the landing of Chikara's second slice. Firing it off after he struck, not only would his flames be slowing her, she would also find herself temporarily stunned by the sheer amount of voltage fired at her. ASRA fell over. " Have you even considered that I haven't shown you what I am capable of either? What do you sense from me? It surely is not spiritual energy. You cannot know my strength. I am not some organic for you to sense away at. No, I do not believe you truly understand your own situation." With that, her eyes flickered away as her battery drew closer and closer to cutting off, but at that moment, her eyes fully became golden. Self-Preservation protocol preparations complete. Launching VALKYRIE mode.
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Subject Post 23 Subject: Re: Shore Battle: The Clash For Akranes [Iceland Conflict Event Mission] Thu Dec 31, 2015 9:16 am
[adm]Expect a post incoming from me in the next week or so. If I do not post, I have no qualms with being skipped and facing the consequences. Additionally, I apologize for not getting to this post as well as I've been trying to ramp up my muse again with other threads/plots I've been busy with when it comes to Cirno. So she took up a ton of my attention, but I will get to posting here as I have an outline planned.[/adm]
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Subject Post 24 Subject: Re: Shore Battle: The Clash For Akranes [Iceland Conflict Event Mission] Sun Jan 17, 2016 1:18 pm [PLAY 'THE TRACK IN THE YOUTUBE BAR WHILE READING THIS POST] VIDEO Artist: 黒夜葬- Song: 玉藻ノ前 -NintaiL- - Words: 1461
Struggling against overwhelming odds -- didn't they grow tired of that? Neoveta couldn't help but ponder that question as she waged her holy war against these accursed people. For as she began setting her sights upon Chikara, the sight of that imbecile brought forth such a strong sentiment of disgust in her heart. As she understood quite well these enemies weren't in the league to deal with her. And it was sickening to see them try against such daunting odds.
"Come now, I hear you muttering such ridiculous words. Are you being driven to insanity over there? I told you, if you just gave up and made this easier you wouldn't be dealing with this pain now."
Despite not a single motion of movement being seen from her mouth, The Demon Princess's voice echoed throughout the battlefield. Mass Telepathy -- was it not a wondrous gift from the satanic gods? It was but apart of the devilish package which made her an unholy force to deal with. And, from this dark blessing, would she then ensure it's fiendish fruits saw their glory made whole in his blood.
For, with a wave of her hand, The Princess sent mental commands in order to influence the environment around them once more. This time, she would summon clusters of dense energy in order to devour, consume and obliterate the lances of determination which were shot towards the missiles raining down upon the lone Dragon Knight. Filled with enough destructive might to carpet bomb this whole miserable island for many dozens of meters, it served as no surprise to Neoveta if it didn't manage to achieve it's intent of annihilation.
"Give up and let my rampage soothe you. I'm well aware it hurts. All I want to do is relieve of your heretic ways and absolve that body of yours from this pain. It's idiotic to resist that and struggle in futility."
More whispers of the mind would continue to jar, pick and prod the determination and willpower of Chikara's mind as The Demoness filled his head and the space around him with such suggestive thoughts. If he let one sign of hesitation or weakness show in his mental resilience? Then the daunting grip of The Asthavon's will would surely swallow him whole and yearn to dismantle his resolve to fight and end this battle here.
"You fall to the earth, fly to the heavens and find yourself back in the dirt because of your own misguided belief that you assume you can stop the will of our religion."
Voice filled with more rasp and fire, the tone of the child was turning more agitated, yet oddly amused at the same time. It was almost as if she were finding pleasure in giving forth a rigid struggle to these fools. That is why she would not raise a finger against his charge towards her. Viewing the explosive dash of his frantic outburst to reach her, The Princess could only give an ominous chuckle as she was delighted to see such a response given to this strife.
Unfortunately for him, by the time he made it to Neoveta's small sphere in the sky, the protocols had already been put into motion in order to defend herself against such rubbish attacks. So, for the first slash made -- a tendril of blackened energy extended from the barrier and sought to negate the hit. The same result would occur for the upward slash, but the appendage of demonic energy would then shatter under the weight of Chikara's determination.
That was all Neoveta had to utter as she observed that slight little clash. Maybe this did have the opportunity to become further interesting. As she could sense and feel the slightest of twinges in this battle accelerating their potential. Perhaps it would even be best for that to happen -- if only to shatter their resolve. That is, if they could even find some ridiculous new power to clash against this satanic princess with.
Regardless, it wasn't the time to get lost in useless thought. Her sights were set clearly on the spells being put into place on the battlefield. So, The Demoness sought to observe the magic being used and see if there was any simpler methods to diffuse them with. Thus, Neoveta did not bother to raise her hand against his advances and witnessed him obliterating all of the projectiles coming towards him.
If nothing else, this male appeared to be a summoner and it may be best to try and see if she could achieve a means to break that magic. This became further apparent when the Knight summoned yet another lance and dared to charge at Neoveta again. However, with this round, it appeared her had more power and will behind it as the whole of the landscape became devoured in explosions.
White flames, blue fire and defying sounds filled the war torn area and Neoveta couldn't help but laugh as he became filled with such determination.
"Heathen, there is apart of myself which almost takes pleasure in watching you struggle. You've managed to capture my attention, but just how long can you withstand the onslaught of my violent storm?"
That was an honest question. Just how long and how far did these two intend to keep this battle on? A few minutes? An hour? Half a day? A whole day? A week? A month? A years? Decades? Centuries? Thousands of years? For an eternity? It was possibly stepping into the terrority of excessive thought, but there had to be a point where their willpower depleted and failed them. It was just a process of finding where that buck stopped.
So, as he swung his sword at her barrier, the offensive might from his blows would help to serve to weaken it and assist his ally in breaking free of her entrapment. Which is her eyes were now solely focused on the sight of ARSA. Sure, she may of had a sword sticking out of her chest, but Neoveta assumed she was in much better condition than the tin-can next to her. Limbs barely hanging on by a wire, systems shutting down and burns, scrapes and holes were littered all over the miserable things body.
It would be a pity that the fragile unit was in such a sorry state. At least -- if Neoveta wasn't finding a sadistic interest in watching what is suppose to be a cold and soulless machine fight with the passion of one with a spirit.
"I'm semi-divine, so it would be ill-advised for you to classify me as a mortal. But, do go on about your heretic stances. I'll be sure to burn them just as I touched the souls and bodies of our enemy. I have no compassion in my heart for fools unwilling to accept to our embrace."
And that much was certain. Little by little, the consciousness of Neoveta was altering and finding that it was a waste of time and energy to worry herself over foes whom could not understand what Khalaism provided. Instead, it was better to slaughter those whom dared to have the tenacity to rebel and fight against their loving cause.
Thus, with this resolve hardened in her heart, the laugh of Neoveta echoed with a foul intent behind it. The further ARSA stabbed into The Princess, the more putrid this raspy cackle became before her face turned sullen and stern. When the final blow of the machine's assault ended, there was nothing but a flash of crimson light seen within the dome -- prior to it's shattering. As, combined with her might and The Dragon Knight's power, the shield broke and it crumbled into many pieces.
Yet -- her rotten cluster of energy still remained. Floating above them both one hundred feet in the air, The Princess appeared to have a scowl worn across her face as she rose her right hand above herself. Something wasn't pleasing her.
"It doesn't matter what I can't sense from you. It can't be enough to bridge the gap between us. Otherwise, you would have slain me by now if it was that great. So go forth, show me this absurd Hershey of yours and I'll gladly break it to prove my point to you."
Oddly enough, despite her ravings, The Demoness was showing them mercy in the fact that she allowed them time to realize their inner strengths. So, to her, now was going to be the time to "show her" the "wrongs" she's committed with their "resolve". Otherwise, it was lights out for them and she was going to put the curtain on this clash if nothing sufficient served to satisfy her taste for this battle.
Tick, tock. The clock of fate was ticking.
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Subject Post 25 Subject: Re: Shore Battle: The Clash For Akranes [Iceland Conflict Event Mission] Thu Feb 18, 2016 6:58 pm «CLOSING OUT THE EVENT NOW»
9/30/2415, 4:30 PM; CST Standard Time
Since there hasn't been a post in this thread in good awhile, and the event is lagging out, we'll assume that Neoveta was able to overwhelm the two of them. However, she'll have taken away their light and that would have triggered the semblance of her former self to keep living on within The Void (Neoveta's new form that assumed control). So, after talking her down, she would have left of her own accord and spared them; albeit leaving them gravely wounded and left for the Vanguard forces to pick them up and take them back to safety.
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