Video Game: Kingdom Hearts SOS: The Road To Light

Once Kel had turned his body so that he was fully facing the Behemoth, he found that it wasn't the giant two legged monster he thought it was. It was instead a giant four legged creature. This actually was quite a good change in pace, for now he could beat this this like you'd beat any animal with four legs and tusk. By crashing it into everything. So when the heartless charged at Kel, he dodged out of the way and used his keyblade to hook onto the tusk, which then sent him into the air, landing perfectly on the Behemoths back.

The Behemoth didn't take took kindly to this and proceeded to try to buck Kel off him like a bull would a rider, but what Kel did to prevent being thrown off was to stab his keyblade into the heartiness's back and use that as both an anchor and a steering wheel. "Alright, mush Behemoth." Now using the behemoth as his personal weapon of mass destruction, Kel had it run over about 5 Green Rhapsodies and another shadow cause why not. When in doubt or have extra BP, kill a shadow they useless compared to the other mass of stronger and deadlier heartless around them. That was when the Behemoth had crashed into a nearby bookcase, causing Kel to be knocked off the Behemoth. Landing on the ground with a low thud, he got back on his feet only to see that the Behemoth was charging right towards him. Fortunately for the first time in who know how long, dodge roll activated and he dodged the attack. "Easy there, I needed someway to take care of your buddies." The Behemoth clearly didn't care for that as it tried to attack him again, this time just barely missing him. What was really enraging the Behemoth was how Kel humiliated it in front of its fellow Behemoths. Despite the fact that heartless's couldn't talk let alone laugh, internally the massive heartless could feel the mocking laughter of not only the other behemoths, but also the other heartless on the ground. It had to restore its honor somehow and the one way it could do this was to grind Kel into a paste.

Kel on the other hand had no idea what the behemoth was thinking, but after seeing Karina varying faces of pissed off to recently murder, he could tell that the Behemoth was pretty pissed at Kel. "Least its not the damn jaguar from Deep Jungle." Oh the bad memories, should he ever go back there he will find that jaguar, skin it, and wear its pelt as a trophy. That was exactly how deep his hatred for that cat went. But he wasn't facing a cat right now, he was facing a Behemoth that might as well be a bull staring at a completely red, and I mean clothing, not blood, Kel. He shrugged, his previous actions definitely wouldn't work this time, so he simply the one thing that he could think to do, dodge, attack, and pray. So when the behemoth charged for a third time, instead of dodging Kel boldly and carefully rolled under the Behemoth and grabbed on to its leg. This was probably a very bad idea, but Kel did not care at this point. He was more preoccupied with striking the underbelly of the heartless while making sure that he didn't fall and get crushed. While that would please the behemoth, Kel on the other hand definitely wouldn't like that. He managed to get a few blows in the heartless before carefully letting go of the leg right before the heartless lifted its leg up in attempted to crush him.

OOC:
Words: 614
EXP: 30 Total: 78
Defeated: 5 Green Rhapsodies, 1 Shadow
Injured: Behemoth 11 BP Dealt

 

Due to Karina having the behemoth way under control for the moment, Stratos decided he would go and help her out by going about and whacking off some of the other heartless. Though he was getting a tad bit annoyed with dealing with the Assault Riders in a one vs one situation. So here it was, that Stratos had to pick out some of the weaker heartless to deal with first. Granted he didn't want to get involved with the rest of the soldiers. So far they seemed like they were basically Karina's prey, and no way was he getting in between her and what she wanted to kill.

While he was about to start killing more heartless, he was then issued a challenge by one of them. It was a rather strange heartless that seemed to be almost sentient. It looked like some sort of advanced version of the armored knight in terms of build. The armor seemed to be thicker than it what the armored knight had before. Rather than a singular arm long sword, it had a blade on either of its arms and they seemed to be shorter yet much thicker than the armored knight. The heartless then pointed its blade at Stratos, and thus it attacked and began the assault on the keyblade wielder.

Stratos immediately guarded against the attack, which consisted of the heartless spinning around, and then stabbing forward at Stratos. When he tried to block the strike, the shock from it had sent him skidding backward again. The Zip Slasher, as he figured this heartless was named for no real reason, had then, rather than be unrelenting, had stopped. It strafed from side to side, as if it was calculating what to do next. Stratos saw this as an opportunity to cast a spell against the thing to do some damage. "Burn it up! Fire!" Stratos quickly fired off a fire ball that homed in on the zip slasher. When the fire ball had easily connected with the Zip Slasher it just sort of fizzled out and did absolutely no damage to it at all. The heartless didn't even pay attention to the attack, as if it hadn't even existed in the first place, and started to run at Stratos. Now this thing was fast, like it looked like it was actually sprinting at him. The heartless then slashed at Stratos once more and tried to slay him where he stood, only for Stratos to quickly to dodge roll out of the way.

It was then that he saw his opening and unleashed a Vorpal Blitz on the thing, only for the Zip Slasher to do something way unexpected. The thing actually put up both of its blades its face, and guarded the strike. Having failed his command, the Zip Slasher then saw the opportunity to just attack Stratos by immediately stabbing at him. Due to having inhumanly fast reflexes, he was able to avoid the strike, and have his aero take the brunt of what would have connected. He then let out a combo of his own, hitting the zip slasher four times before it managed to hop away and start strafing again. This thing seemed to be his worst nightmare, being immune to magic and being one of the most competent fighting forces he had seen thus far. It was then that Stratos just flung his keyblade at the thing, only for it to dodge it and charge at Stratos. Quickly resummoning the keyblade, Stratos guarded against the attack, and let loose another combo against the heartless, ending this segment of the fight.

EXP Writer:
603 Words, 30 EXP
Total: 270 EXP

Spoiler: East Side List

Casualties:
Behemoths: 0/5
Armored Knight: 11/55
Soliders: 41/65
Lance Soldiers: 0/20
Morning Star: 0/15
Assault Riders: 3/15
Zip Slashers: 0/5
Power Wilds: 0/50

Injuries:
Behemoths 277/300
Zip Slasher 83/100

 

Cat saw Raisor come toward her and D'daear. He seemed to be having some trouble with a few pesky Shadows and another Crescendo, but soon enough he finished up with them and moved over. "Alright, I think we all need to start wearing down some of the Behemoths. There's no way we can afford to let five of them just run around without a scratch." She looked toward the one closest to them. It didn't seem like it was causing too much trouble now, but she'd rather not wait for it to start acting up. Suddenly, she heard another roar. She turned and saw that it was the Defenders she'd managed to trick earlier. "Ugh, not now!" One spat a fireball her way and she deflected it easily enough. But it wasn't showing signs of stopping anytime soon. The Heartless raised its shield with a face and suddenly she had an idea. It was risky, but at the moment it seemed better than trying to approach the Behemoth directly. She took a few steps toward the monster, but not close enough that it could step on her or anything, and turned her Keyblade around so she could grip it backhand. "Here, poochie poochie!" The Defender looked up at her and moved toward her. She just stood there, but turned to her comrades. "Don't worry, I've got a plan." The shield started trying to bite her and she stepped back. It raised the shield into the air and she took advantage. Cat jumped onto the shield, taking care not to land anywhere near the mouth of the face, and then jumped toward the Behemoth's head. It bowed its head and began to growl, and she held out her Keyblade so the end could wrap around its horn. Once the blade and the horn connected, she pulled herself in and grabbed hold of the Heartless's protrusion with her left hand and steadied herself on its head. She looked down at D'daear and Raisor and gave them a thumbs up, signaling that she was alright. She flipped her blade back to normal and took a step back from the horn. "Let's see you step on this!" And she began swinging. The Behemoth's growls grew louder, so she could safely assume that this was working, and when she felt its weight shift, she paused her assault. She saw the horn start to glow and panicked a bit, looking around for something else she could use to stay on its back. And she remembered where she was and what she had in her hand. She looked down and brought her blade up before pushing it as far into the Heartless's back as she could. It seemed sturdy enough for her current needs, and she gripped it for dear life. "Anytime you want to help out here, guys!" She shouted to her comrades. At the very least they were starting to make a dent, but unfortunately that also just seemed to make it really mad. The Behemoth let out a fierce roar and Cat could feel a spark in the air -- literally. She looked up and saw bolts of lightning begin to rain down. Still holding onto the hilt of her blade, she spun around to avoid the strikes as best as she could. It was tedious, but she was determined to stay on and not get electrocuted. Once the onslaught stopped, it almost seemed to bow its head. "Now's your chance, guys!" She was surprised that they'd be so lucky as to have the thing invite them toward its weak point. She pulled her Keyblade out from its back and motioned for the other wielders to join her. "Come on!"

615 Words / 30 EXP / 85 EXP Total

Spoiler: South Side

Behemoth - 1 (281/300 BP)

Behemoth: 5
Defender: 14
Large body: 17
Assault Rider: 14
Morning Star: 15
Shadow: 39
Black fungus: 18
Bolt tower: 20
Crescendo: 8
Soldier: 17

 

It was good that Anora had managed to take out a few of the magic heartless. They were making a pretty serious dent in their forces. At this rate, the behemoths would be all that was left. He intended to make that happen. Speaking of the behemoth, that energy orb attack it had been charging up seemed to have come to its finish. Raising its head, it threw the orb up into the air, which broken into various smaller versions of it and spread out over the area. They weren't too fast, so with a roll to the side, he managed to avoid the energy attack. Looking around, the shadows were a fraction of what they were to begin with. Maybe he should bump up their casualty rate just a bit.

If the majority of the heartless were the weaker variety, then he may as well do what he could to finish them off. Beuce took a deep breath, looking around at all the various heartless. He closed his eyes and concentrated. When he opened them, it was as though the weakest points on each heartless were painted with a bull's eye. He raced through. The shadows may as well have been standing still for all the good trying to dodge did them. One right after another, they fell, slain by Beuce's Keyblade. He had used a skill he recalled as being named Magnify. It exposed the weaknesses and made his skills severely more powerful. The sounds of heartless vanishing were severely raising in frequency. By the time he got to the other side of the north end, only seven shadows remained. Beuce made a "tch" sound with his tongue. He hadn't gotten all of them. Maybe....He needed some help.

"Welcome to the mad house folks! We'll see how our luck favors today, shall we?!" Beuce yelled out as a purple light emitted from the tip of his keyblade. It spread over the area, until finally it began to dim out and fade.

"I couldn't agree more. We're all mad here. But which of us is the maddest? Why, Me of course." From seemingly nowhere, a familiar voice called out. Followed by it was the appearance of a cat's head, then a purple and pink striped body standing on top of it. It was one of the oddest sights many would ever see, but Beuce was used to it by this point. This cat...It could be either a great help, or completely dick all of us over. It stood up and placed its head atop its neck.

"Alright, no skimping out here. We need everything we can get from you." Beuce commanded. His voice was serious. He began to glow with a golden light, offering up the power his heart had collected over the course of the fight.

"Oh? Well well, you're a chancy one. Heads will roll for sure, and the fight will be done. But will it be yours in end?" The cat taunted coyly. It held outs its paw, and Beuce in turn held out his arm. The claws of the Cheshire Cat raked along his forearm, causing blood to drip. The golden light from his body all collected in his arm, running down it as the cat's paw traced his arm with his claws. The power transferred over from Beuce into the mischievous cat (possibly of demonic origins, i dunno). It gave an enormous grin and faded out, until only the eyes and mouth were left visible. "The deal is sealed. No turning back now." The face and mouth too faded out into invisibility. The entire library, all four areas, dimmed into a dark purple light.

"Sit tight. Show's about to start."

618 words
30 exp
Total 143

Spoiler: North End

Behemoths: 10/10 (injured 268/300)
Red Nocturn: 25/25
Blue Rhapsody: 18/25
Yellow Opera: 25/25
Green Requiem: 20/25
Shadow: 6/60
Soldier: 18/30
Large body: 16/20
Trick ghost: 30/30
Book master: 15/15
Surveilance robots: 35/35

 

After running past a few Heartless, Raisor managed to get within a good distance of the Behemoth that Cat and D'daear were fighting near. He figured those things were going to take the longest to take down, so he tried to think of a way to take them down. He wasn't good at taking time with big enemies either. Having to hack away at something that big, he might as well have taken a life as a lumberjack and chop down trees. He then noticed Cat fighting against the Behemoth on its head and wondered how he could help. He wondered if perhaps he could use a heartless to jump up on top of it.

Just as though on cue with his thoughts, a high pitched sound started coming closer to Raisor. He knew he shouldn't just stand still, but he also figured that it'd be best to try and figure out what was coming his way quickly. Just then, a giant spinning heartless popped through a group of heartless, knocking them aside, and spun right for Raisor. Raisor wasn't sure what to do to defend against this Heartless. He couldn't just put up a guard, or it'd be knocked away with all the spikes that were on the Heartless. He figured the best way to get away from the enemy was to just run till it stopped spinning. He took off through the large swarm of enemies around him. Dodging and ducking through attacks and enemies, he tried to clear his way from the spinning top. Too bad for him, while he had to get exercise running away, the top just kept knocking the other heartless out of the way with no problems at all. It almost didn't seem fair. Since he couldn't outrun it, Raisor figured the best thing to do was to just stand his ground. As he got ready, the spinning top began to slow down. As it did, he noticed it was Morning Star Heartless. He probably should have figured that out before, but the giant spinning top of doom heading his way made him a little more interested in saving his own hide.

The Heartless stopped spinning altogether and settled in one spot. As it did the head popped out along with two skinny arms. Raisor wasn't sure how he was going to handle something that large, especially with his bad arm. Luckily for him, the Morning Star was incredibly slow, which probably explained why it spun like a mad top in the first place. He tried to look for an opening to hit the thing, but he couldn't find any. It's large size and spikes made it difficult for him to get any clear shot in. As it inched closer, the arms popped in and Raisor readied himself; two giant balls came out and slammed against Raisor square in the chest. He didn't get flung, but Raisor got stunned quite a bit from the hit. He covered his chest in a guard, hoping to keep himself from getting hit again. Considering its short arms, he wasn't expecting that. It didn't hurt, but it also didn't feel good either. He needed to make an opening against this enemy and deal with the Behemoth. Just then, the heartless threw another punch, and he figured that was his chance. He swung his arm against the punch and knocked it away, sending the annoying thing off balance. He took the chance and ran under it, throwing his keyblade on the gound under the star. Using all of his might, he tossed the Morning Star into the air, and jumped at it and start his combo. He swung at it left and right, across and back, and eventually slammed the thing to the ground. He hoped that maybe that would have finished it.

To his utter dismay, the Morning Star was not finished. He was starting to get annoyed at how the South Side seemed to have the annoying enemies. In the middle of his thoughts, the Morning Star jumped into the air. Considering the sheer size of the thing, Raisor was more than impressed, but he also knew it wasn't a smart thing for the heartless. As it came down he block the attack, causing the thing to apparently bounce back in the air.

"Not entirely sure how that works, but I'll take take." Raisor jumped into the air one more time and grabbed the heartless in a hug. Thinking he needed a giant hoop at this point, Raisor figured it'd be best to just toss the darn thing away. He threw the heartless straight toward the ground, causing it to disappear. Apparently hitting the ground once is fine, but a second time not so much. As he hit the ground, he noticed the Behemoth Cat was fighting leaned down. Well, that certainly wasn't what he was expecting. Since it was down though, the horn was closer to the ground, and he figured now was a good chance to hit it. He jumped up and slammed it as hard as he could, hoping to cause it a little bit of damage.

"Next time you get on Behemoth, try not to make it lash lighting all over the place. I don't do well with my hair all up in the air." He jokingly told Cat.


OOC: 887 Words, 30 EXP (120 EXP Total)
Morning Star - 1
Behemoth - 1 (273/300)

Spoiler: North Side

Behemoth: 5
Defender: 14
Large body: 17
Assault Rider: 14
Morning Star: 14
Shadow: 39
Black fungus: 18
Bolt tower: 20
Crescendo: 8
Soldier: 17

 

The duel of fate that was going on between Stratos and the Zip Slasher had escalated to very very lame proportions. Stratos knew this fight wasn't going to end anytime soon, because the only way he could hurt this thing was by hitting it with very miniscule combos. And this thing would not get off of his tail. He tried running, dodge rolling even, away from it, but the damn thing was so fast that it just caught up to him each time. And whenever a smaller heartless would appear, the Zip Slasher simply waved its arm at them as if to tell them to leave the fight solely to him. Stratos had no idea whether or not this thing actually was some sort of honorable duelist type, or just wanted the kill of Stratos solely for himself. Then there were the other heartless that weren't fighting, that were watching this like some sort of show match. The armored knights were all circled around him, as if to prevent him from leaving the fight. Same went for some of the assault riders. Simply put, this was, solely by the Zip Slashers choice, a pure one vs one battle.

Stratos began to strafe alongside the Zip Slasher, who seemed to be doing the same thing. Both seemed to be calculating the other's movements. It was then that the Zip Slasher leaped at Stratos and tried to do its spinning slash attack again, only Stratos was able to easily guard against the strike. Knowing what was coming up next, he swiftly dodge rolled out of the way to allow the stab attack to miss. With the Zip Slasher completely wide open now, Stratos went in to start up another combo against the creature, in order to damage it slightly. The Zip Slasher, seemingly unfazed by the assault, then quickly retaliated with another slash attack towards Straots. The young keyblade wielder swiftly bent his back backward in order avoid the strike, only to come up and attack the thing with another one of his four hit combos once more. This time, though, the Zip Slasher had its blades up ready to defend against the incoming strikes towards him. Stratos's keyblade clanged against the blades of the Zip Slasher, and the aforementioned heartless then went to counter with its signature spin attack. Stratos was barely able to deflect the spinning attack, but the managed to hit him, knocking him back. That hit hurt a good deal, and Stratos was having a bit of trouble getting back on his feet.

The heartless seemed to strafe in a circular formation around the young keyblade wielder, and then came forward to strike at Stratos once more with a simple slash attack. Stratos was able to quickly dodge the blow, and then, with its cool down completely finished, he unleashed a quick vorpal blitz against the heartless. It was then that the heartless quickly backed off as it leaped extremely far away from the group, and stood there. It soon bent down on one knee, kneeling and supporting itself with one of his blade arms.. It looked like Stratos had managed to actually do some damage against the Zip Slasher to the point where it actually was staggered. However, as he tried to close the distance, the surrounding heartless began to converge on his position, only for the ZIp Slasher to get back up and wave its arm at the others, signalling for the heartless to leave the fight to him. While it looked like the heartless wasn't going to be slowed down at all, it was nice to know he was at least doing some damage to it.

OOC:
EXP Writer: 611 Words, 30 EXP
Total: 300 EXP

Spoiler: East Side List

Casualties:
Behemoths: 0/5
Armored Knight: 11/55
Soliders: 41/65
Lance Soldiers: 0/20
Morning Star: 0/15
Assault Riders: 3/15
Zip Slashers: 0/5
Power Wilds: 0/50

Injuries:
Behemoths 277/300
Zip Slasher 66/100

 

It was true that had had narrowly escaped being crushed, what he didn’t avoid was the return of the behemoth. During the time that Kel took to get back on his feet, the Behemoth had managed to use that to its advantaged and strike him with its tusk. The sudden and surprise impact had sent Kel crashing into a bookshelf where, once he’d gotten his barring on what had just happened, found that his arm holding his keyblade had gone through the shelf and gotten stuck, which lead some of the books to fall on top of his as well. Sure he could have just de summoned his keyblade and re summoned it later, that would solve the hard part of this situation, but he didn’t exactly have the time to do that for the Behemoth was again quickly charging at him. “This is bad.” That was when a thought popped into his head. Maybe one of his summons could help in his this endeavors. Fairy Godmother was out and he’d prefer not to end up having to call on Marahute and as for Robin Hood, for some reason he felt disconnected to the fox thief ever since they left the Castle of Dreams. So that left Mushu to hopefully him in this situation. “Mushu, Burn him down!” The small red dragon appeared next to Kel in a puff of smoke before firing its best fireball towards the Behemoth.

In the time span that it took for the fireball to reach the Behemoth, a small flame of hope started to burn within Kel with the hopes that his plan would work. However much like the fireball, which was shrugged off by the behemoth, Kel’s inner hope flame was extinguished as well. Now he was stuck in a bookshelf with a heartless with full intentions on killing him and he was running out of options seeing as how Mushu left not to long after his fireball had failed. Then something that wasn’t the heartless hit him. It was another idea and this one might not only work, but save his butt. Once he’d gotten his another arm out from under the book, he aimed it at the ground and casted Blizzard on the ground right before the Behemoths foot had made contact. Then the mighty Behemoth slipped on the ice and slide on its side into the bookcase, fortunately missing Kel. That impact had given Kel just what he needed to get out of the bookcase and back onto the ground.

At this point he definitely didn’t want to make the same mistake twice, he turned to face the still downed heartless and pushed the rest of the bookshelf that it had crashed into on top of it. Would this be enough to finish it off, probably not. Would it make it even madder, definitely. But that didn’t matter to Kel at all right now, what he was more concerned with was how he was going to deal with the Behemoth when it got back on its feet. Mushu had proven to not be as helpful as he had hope, which to be fair, in a battle between a little flame versus big heartless, the big heartless generally wins, Fairy godmother definitely wouldn’t help too much since all she would do was to bring Mushu back, and finally he was avoiding Marahute cause, he’d rather not get nearly crushed or impaled to death for Marahute to appear. “Robin hood would definitely be helpful here.” Arrows to slow down its movement and he could increase the damage that Kel did to it, why did he have to feel like they weren’t connected now of all times.

OOC:
Words: 614
EXP: 30 Total: 108
Injured: Behemoth 22 BP Dealt

 

The fight had continued as it was going on before hand. The arena was still formed and had been created by the blades of all the surrounding armored knights. Within the center still stood the two combatants still standing within the center of it. Those two in question being Stratos, the keyblade wielder, and the Zip Slasher, the dual arm blade heartless. The two continued walking in a circular formation, waiting for the other trip up. It was then that the entire field was encased in some really weird purple light, thing, that neither heartless nor human could entirely tell what it meant. However, he felt as though this light was familiar. It felt strangely like the sort of power that he used whenever he would use Trip Around the Sun. Meaning this was also probably fueled by the same heart power that that sort of spell, labeled as a limit, was fueled by. However, this was entirely different from it. Indeed, it didn't feel like the sort of energy that would be found in a keyblade wielder. No, this felt much more...well interesting. Like it was from some sort of external source. Oh well that probably wasn't as big of a deal as the big guy in front of him.

However, this too, seemed to prove false as the purple light started to glow and coalesce into some really weird blade thing. The thing looked like it belonged to some sort of guillotine or something. The blade then launched itself over to the Zip Slasher heartless, though he seemed to not care at all, he simply spun around and struck the blade with its stab attack. The guillotine blade split in half from the attack and the Zip Slasher just stood there, looking completely unimpressed by the attack.

Stratos was in some sort of state of awe in what had actually just happened. The Zip Slasher took this opportunity to dash over and slash at Stratos, how then brought his keyblade up in the nick of time to defend against the strike. He then pushed the strike away, and immediately went to go strike at the heartless again. Letting loose a combo attack, being the only thing he could do, the Zip Slasher brought up his blade guard against the attack, and instead struck forward with a lunging assault. Stratos was able to guard the attack in time, but he couldn't take most of the shock.

Now he just needed to go in and attack the enemy again,with another string of combos. As his arms brought down the keyblade, he realized he could go in and attack it again with another Vorpal Blitz, and so he let that loose. The three hit powerful string landed on the Zip Slasher and completely knocked it back, causing it to jump in retreat once more. The Zip Slasher seemed ready to kneel again, to do something again to catching its breath, which Stratos saw a perfect opportunity to do something.

There was no way he could take another attack, and so he simply cast cure on him in order to mend the wounds he had sustained thus far. The Zip Slasher waved his arm, dismissing the very restless armored knights, and stood back up ready to get back into the fight. It extended its blade arm at Stratos, as if to say that it was going to continue this fight to the bitter end, and thus the two would continue their desperate struggle. Stratos, now mostly recovered from the damage he had taken, took his stance to continue the duel against his foe.

OOC:
EXP Writer: 603 Words, 30 EXP
Total: 330 EXP

Spoiler: East Side List

Casualties:
Behemoths: 0/5
Armored Knight: 11/55
Soliders: 41/65
Lance Soldiers: 0/20
Morning Star: 0/15
Assault Riders: 3/15
Zip Slashers: 0/5
Power Wilds: 0/50

Injuries:
Behemoths 277/300
Zip Slasher 49/100

 

As Raisor managed to land his attack on the Behemot, he figured that they'd be able to keep a lookout for any of the heartless that might to attack them from behind or so for whoever was on the ground still. He also knew that while the Behemoth was down for now, something that big was probably going to get back up fairly soon, and they needed a way to keep it down, or make sure they can keep someone on top when it stands back up. There really didn't seem like a good way to get back up on it without going through a giant pain-in-the-butt amount of work.

Just then, a large amount of electricity began to surround Raisor, and he got pulled away from the Behemoth. He felt his arms and legs being squeezed like a giant hand was surrounding him. Trying to break free, he noticed he was being lifted into the air, and noticed it was a bolt of electricity coming from a Bolt Tower. Those things really needed to learn to keep to themselves. Always grabbing people with their bolts of electricity, it basically acts as if it were a magnet and you were metal. Raisor also knew that he couldn't stay were he was, because this electricity wasn't just used to trap a person. He tried to move his arms and legs with much difficulty, only managing to move them a slight in. With all of his strength, he managed to break out of the electricity, and, while in the middle of the air, bounce it right back toward the bolt tower. The good thing was that while it was difficult to get out of the electricity, if you can get some sort of movement going, you can increase your movement fairly easily, just like if you get a strong magnet off a piece of metal. While it's on it's difficult to take off, but once you get it a little, it's incredibly simple to do the rest of the work.

After knocking the bolt back towards the Bolt Tower, the heartless' head began to hop around. While the Bolt Tower itself was fairly large in size, the actual weak point of the thing was incredibly small, being its head, around the size of maybe a bowling ball. He ran toward the heartless, making sure to not forgive it for its kind courtesy of taking him from where he was standing. He got close to the bouncing head, and gave it a nice clean hit, causing the entire heartless to disappear.

"Don't worry, if you hadn't gotten me, you only would have been taken out by someone else." He knocked his keyblade on his shoulder, feeling slightly energized after that little shock-fest. Him putting his keyblade up was his way of trying to get any other silly heartless to come toward him. He was already on the ground, so something better come and make his little trip worth it. Of course, given the fact they were heartless, some did come toward him. In fact, a large swarm of Shadows surrounded him. he wasn't sure what it was with these things and getting around him, but he was glad he had something to take his energy out on. In fact, his keyblade was still full of that electricity, and he wanted to test something out.

Raisor just stood in place while the Shadows began to swarm around him. In total he could count ten, all of them moving around, making it rough to attack a lot of them at once.
"Well, if I can't get you easily, why don't you come to me?" He slammed his keyblade on the ground, leaving himself in a completely defensless position. As he planned, the Shadows all jumped at him. In that split second, he pivoted his foot and started to spin. Continuing to spin, he got faster and faster, and eventually, just as he got completely surrounded by all of the Shadows, he grabbed his keyblade from the ground, yelled out his Fire spell, and slammed into a few of the Heartless. As he did, the fire spell set off while touching the heartless and exploded in their face, causing all of them to blow up just before hitting him.

"Well, I didn't think that would work out so well, Maybe I should try doing that more often. And exploding keyblade sounds pretty cool to me." As he finished his sentence, his vision spun for a second, "Woah. Okay, I need to work on my spinning."

OOC: 759 Words, 30 EXP (150 EXP total)
Bolt Tower - 1
Shadows - 10

Spoiler: North Shroud

Behemoth: 5
Defender: 14
Large body: 17
Assault Rider: 14
Morning Star: 14
Shadow: 29
Black fungus: 18
Bolt tower: 19
Crescendo: 8
Soldier: 17

 

The epic duel continued with the two of them, standing in the makeshift arena of Armored Knights. The two continued in their circular motion, with both of their weapons extended towards each other. The both of them were simply waiting for the other move as they had before. In this sort of decisive battle, only the stronger of the two of would win this war of attrition, and the one with the greater stamina would be labeled as the stronger. However, Stratos was not short on that at all. In fact, he was pumped up, in a very relaxed sort of way. It was as if he had never felt an urge to do his best that was as strong as this before, though the adrenaline didn't get to his head, and make him become reckless in his emotions. No. It just made him more wary of his opponent then he normally would be. It allowed him to calm down and access the situation he was in. He was more level headed then before and would be able to see whatever this beast was doing, and would be able to end it in an instant. Okay, that was clearly and exaggeration, but that was the thought process behind what he was doing.

The Zip Slasher, however, did not make the first move as it normally would. It had seemed to come to the same sort of calculating state that Stratos had entered as well. It was keeping its distance, waiting for the wielder to make a slip up, and then it would end it in an instant. That was not an exaggeration. This Zip Slasher seemed to be extremely deadly so far, and the strength behind the blows seemed lethal. He was still getting his ass handed to him despite guarding most of the attacks and only getting hit by glancing blows. As such, Stratos started to wait for his cool down on Vorpal Blitz to end. Once it did, he would feel confident in his strength to go in and damage the heartless once more. However, that still felt a bit away in terms of time, and so this stall war would go on for quite some time. However, Stratos then made the fatal mistake of wondering what was going on outside the ring. He saw that Karina was still basically rodeoing the behemoth, however the other two members by the name of Base and Aden were nowhere to seen. It was at this moment that the Zip Slasher saw the opportunity arise, and it charged forward at Stratos.

The young keyblade wielder was able to snap back his attention in time in order to guard against most of the attack, but was still not completely off the hook with the rest of the attack. He felt his legs buck in a bit, but at least the opportunity to attack had presented itself within Stratos's own folley. The young boy quickly dodge rolled past Zip Slasher, and then, from behind unleashed one of his four hit combos. It was then that he continued with a vorpal blitz, only for the Zip Slasher to guard the strike, and then follow up with a counter attack of his own. Stratos managed to dodge roll back, and then went back into attack him another four hit combo. The young wielder followed this with up another combo, and the one more after that. The Zip Slasher eventually backed off and leaped backwards to do its usual breath catching thing. Stratos decided that he would do the same, as thus far, the other heartless seemed to want to get in between the two.

OOC:
EXP Writer: 609 Words, 30 EXP
Total: 360 EXP

Spoiler: East Side List

Casualties:
Behemoths: 0/5
Armored Knight: 11/55
Soliders: 41/65
Lance Soldiers: 0/20
Morning Star: 0/15
Assault Riders: 3/15
Zip Slashers: 0/5
Power Wilds: 0/50

Injuries:
Behemoths 277/300
Zip Slasher 32/100

 

Looking around, Raisor noticed that he was further away from the Behemoth than he had originally thought. In fact, given a second glance, he couldn't even remember which of the Behemoths he was taken off of. Squinting his eyes, Raisor tried to make out the images of the others. Although, the only one he could really find in all of this mess-of-a-hess would be Cat on top of a Behemoth, and even that-

"Oh yeah, duh!" Raisor smacked himself on the forehead, probably leaving a red mark. "The Behemoth Cat brought down was kneeling down. So unless it recovered, all I have to do is look for the one that isn't as high as the others."

He looked around the area. For some reason where he was standing there weren't any enemies. He was somewhat thankful for that, since it gave him a quick minute to catch his breath. Fighting these weaker enemies weren't bad, but doing it over and over was exhausting work, and he still had the stronger ones to deal with. Not too mention, those five Behemoths were most definitely going to take some time. Then again, if they managed to get out most of the other heartless, they could focus mainly on the five behemoths alone. While they were the biggest and most devasting, having those five alone would be about as bad as having a thousand heartless trying to get into the Hall and causing trouble. Guess it was really just a situational and personal preference. Though, his preference would be no heartless at all. He could feel his left arm a little more, since he wasn't using it to fight, but he wanted to keep from using it at all in this fight.

Finally, he managed to located the Behemoth kneeling down. Who would have thought that it would be so hard to find something so large? Raisor started running off toward the behemoth of a heartless, pun intended, trying to make up for the time he was away. Along the way, some soldiers and another Crescendo got in his way. He really didn't feel like taking the time to deal with their annoyances, so he positioned himself just right to take all of them out. When he lined them up, he pushed off and preformed his Sliding Dash technique, taking out two soldiers and the Crescendo, all in one hit, so to speak. Raisor figured that he'd be able to get to the others without any trouble. Then, of course, his bad luck had to hit.

In the middle of his run a giant spear came out of a cloud of dust and headed straight for Raisor. He ducked to the side, just barely doding, though he could swear he felt it graze his face. He placed his palm on his face just to be sure. Luckily, he didn't find any marks. That would certainly have left him annoyed at the end of the day. Though, given the current circumstance, he'd already be annoyed at the end of the day. A large Assault Rider popped out of the dust cloud, and blocked his way toward the group. He really didn't feel like dealing with this enemy, but given that it wasn't moving out of the way, there wasn't much choice. For some reason, the other heartless stayed away from them too. He wasn't sure why, but it gave him a good chance to fight the thing one-on-one. It wasn't going to be fun, but it had to be done.

'Well, maybe you can sit still and wait for me to whack you away?" The Rider thrust its spear toward him, and Raisor jumped to the side past it toward the enemy. "Guess not." He took a swing at its mid section.

The Heartless pulled its spear back raised its hooves. When it slammed the ground, the area exploded, causing Raisor to quickly put up a guard and get sent backwards. He noticed the heartless had taken damage, but could it have killed the darn thing to just leave him alone? Assault Riders, definitely going to the top of his "Most Annoying Heartless" list.

OOC: 691 words, 30 EXP (180 EXP total)
Soldier - 2
Crescendo - 1
Assault Rider 1 (2/15)

Spoiler: North Side

Behemoth: 5
Defender: 14
Large body: 17
Assault Rider: 14
Morning Star: 14
Shadow: 29
Black fungus: 18
Bolt tower: 19
Crescendo: 7
Soldier: 15

 

D'daear stood with shoulders slumped as a friendly had saved him from potential harm. Relief settled in a bit. Having come up from behind the large body, Cat had managed to slay the heartless with one blow! Of course, it could have been the large body had already been weakened. Whatever the case may have been, the sight of an ally nearby reassured him. With a quick sigh, he ran up to the white dressed individual and gave thanks. "Thank's the help!" he said, giving Cat a quick nod. "You alright?" she asked. Once more, the purple haired boy nodded. The floor beneath them quaked as the power of a Behemoth was displayed, only a few yards away. "Honestly, I think we've gotta take the big guys down before we start whining about all these small fry. If we let those freaking things run around too long, it's gonna come back to bite us all." she advised, catching D'daear's gaze. Cat had some form of reason in her words, although opinions would differ. However, for the sake of just sticking with an ally, D'daear was willing to follow whatever plan she had in mind. "So what do you suggest?" he queried as he stood by her. In an instant she had gone to action as she took out a heartless with a strange mouth that emitted music. Somehow, she was able to manipulate control of the creature in order to heal herself. And that was when she she gave him the tip. "If one of 'em hits you, just pick up an orb. And if one of them tries healing itself, jump on it. It's a good way to save magic." she said. D'daear eyelids opened up as he widened those eyes in surprise. He had now idea that such a thing was possible. "For real?" he asked, raising a brow in question. At the time of question, Raisor's movements were managed to be captured by the boy's peripheral, causing him to turn the head in order to see. The boy D'daear had caught sight of was wearing a biege outfit, with brown hair and green eyes; at least from what he could vaguely make out. Then it occurred to him. He was one of the people he had met at the Main Hall. "Raisor!" he recollected. It seemed Raisor had things under control. Alright, I think we all need to start wearing down some of the Behemoths. There's no way we can afford to let five of them just run around without a scratch." spoke Cat once more. Without saying much, D'daear gestured for her to lead the way. However, something got in the way. She uttered something he did not catch, but saw as she immediately redirected a fireball back at a shielded heartless. The boy took a step back, not having aware of the incoming heartless. "Whoa! I completely forgot we were..." he started, but found himself stopping mid sentence as he felt so foolish. Scratching the back of his head, he let out a small chuckle. They were in a battle, and here was lowering his guard because he could suddenly rely on allies. It was a nice change of pace, however. In the midst of battle, he could feel the anxiety waning a bit at the sight of Cat and Raisor. This was reassured as he watched Cat use the shielded heartless as propulsion in order to reach the head of a nearby Behemoth.

"WAIT WHAT!?" exclaimed D'daear as he layed eyes upon the colossal heartless. How did he NOT feel the creatures presence close by? These things are huge! Shaking his head, he murmured something beneath the breathe that escaped his lips. The Large creatured swayed as Cat went about attacking the creature. But suddenly, it let out a loud bellow and began to...stop moving. ""Anytime you want to help out here, guys!" she shouted down below to them. "Yeah...! How?" he replied, before watching the creature unleash a string of lightning bolts upon them all. Thankfully, the bolts crashed against the marble floor only a few feet away from him. Were it not for the distance between them, he fear he might have been struck due to his novice...ness. The Behemoth suddenly knelt down and for some reason was giving them the horn. "Now's your chance guys! Come on!" Cat shouted. Gripping his keyblade tightly, D'daear found this to be the only way he could potentially deal damage to the colossal creature without needing to climb on its back. With haste, the novice keyblade wielder made way to the exposed behemoth. On his way over, he managed to catch sight of Raisor pulling off an amazing stunt with a roundish spiked heartless. He had slammed the creature down onto the ground, causing it to disappear, and soon moved on into slamming the horn of the Behemoth. It was like a form of Blitz. Incredible, the abilities everyone was displaying in these fights. Feeling a bit pumped, this further fueled D'daear into full on sprinting towards the Behemoth. Upon reaching proximity, D'daear launched himself at the horn and delivered a small aggressive combo at their adversary. It was nothing flashy, as it was a meager vertical swing upon his launch, and upon landing on his feet he lunged the blade into a stab, and then bringing the blade around into a diagonal swing starting from the right to the left.

OOC:

Exp Writer: 600+
Exp gained: 30 maxed
Exp total: 90

Heartless destroyed: 0 Behemoth (257/300)

Spoiler: South Side

Behemoth: 5
Defender: 14
Large body: 17
Assault Rider: 14
Morning Star: 14
Shadow: 29
Black fungus: 18
Bolt tower: 19
Crescendo: 7
Soldier: 15

 

The duel continued onward between Stratos and the Zip Slasher. The Zip Slasher seemed to have been staggered for a longer amount of time then normal, almost as if it had been more injured this time than the last time. That could only mean that Stratos was doing work against this bad boy.However, the fight was still far from over, and the Zip Slasher completely unwilling to go down without giving it everything he had. While the armored knights seemed to be getting restless, the Zip Slasher continued to wave them away so that it could continue this duel by itself. The armored knights seemed to comply with the bladed heartless' demands, and simply began to get back into its strafing position. It started to move around in an attempt to circle around Stratos, however the boy was doing the same thing as well. The two had entered the same stalemate they had been locked in for quite some time now, and they both knew how careless actions would get themselves killed. The Zip Slasher seemed completely unwilling to go in for the first strike again, as it had only ended in repercussions for it thus far. However Stratos was in no way strong enough to kill the Zip Slasher by just carelessly charging at it.

While the thought of feigning losing his focus on the fight again crossed his mind, he figured the Zip Slasher wouldn't fall for it anyway. No, he would have to be clever about how he approached this, and when he approached it. With Vorpal Slash still on cool down, he realized that he would have to stall for more time before fully committing to his assault. It was then that he decided if he waited too long, the restless heartless would commit to attacking him, even with the Zip Slasher, and thus he had to hurry up with the fight. As such, he charged in there, dodge rolling to be right within attack range of the Zip Slasher. This next part was about as big of a gamble as the purple aura around them was. As soon as his roll ended, he rolled backward once more, with the Zip Slasher doing just what he wanted it to do. The thing had attacked with its spinning strike and due to this attack sharing the same properties as a skill command, the rest of the attack was locked in. The Zip Slasher then went into attack Stratos with the reset of its attack that was the stab, and due to this, Stratos was able to dodge roll right up next to the Zip Slasher getting ready to go in for a combo assault. Hefting his keyblade around, he hit struck with it three time to bring it in for a fourth and heavier hit. With the combo having been finished, the Zip Slasher jumped back and started to run around, in an attempt to circle Stratos.

Since there was no way he could keep up with that sort of speed in terms of copying the motion, Stratos simply stood there and waited for the Zip Slasher to come in and attack him. It was then that the Zip Slasher quickly sped up until it finally jumped into the air and went in for an aerial dive against the keyblade wielder. However, to counter this, Stratos now used the fully cooled down Vorpal Blitz against the Zip Slasher. Due to striking against an aerial enemy, the final hit of Vorpal blitz was brought down with more force than before, and knocked the Zip Slasher clean out of the air and back onto the ground.

Ooc:
EXP Writer: 608 Words, 30 EXP
Total: 390 EXP

Spoiler: East Side List

Casualties:
Behemoths: 0/5
Armored Knight: 11/55
Soliders: 41/65
Lance Soldiers: 0/20
Morning Star: 0/15
Assault Riders: 3/15
Zip Slashers: 0/5
Power Wilds: 0/50

Injuries:
Behemoths 277/300
Zip Slasher 15/100

 

There were persistent heartless, and there were obnoxious heartless. Given how the Assault Rider was acting and setting off flames, Raisor was about ready to set this particular one in a separate category: Desperate Heartless. The creature was beginning to act like a wounded beast, which actually was a good thing for Raisor. While it might be dangerous with all of its flame attacks, it almost meant all Raisor needed to do was sent in just another clean hit and get past it. All he needed was one opening, and he could get it. The problem was the space between the two. With the explosion in the last attack, Raisor was pushed back nearly two meters, and that gave the Rider an advantage. The only way was to hope the heartless got close on purpose. Given that the flames were coming off the body directly, he wondered if it would bother using the spear. While it has the capability, it was also an animal of sorts, so that means it might be used to fighting a specific way at certain points. Hoping that meant it would rely on the flames at close combat is what Raisor needed to take down his opponent.

To make sure his enemy came toward him, or he could get a chance to get close, he needed to provoke it. Since he had just used Sliding Dash, it was possible for him to immediately get right it; maybe it was possible to trick it into thinking that he was coming close though. Raisor gripped his keyblade, ready to try out his plan. As soon as he was able, he began to run toward the creature. Getting closer, the Rider did one of the things that Raisor was expecting; the spear in its hand came down towards Raisor, and he took to opportunity to jump out of the way. He used the force of the jump to fly toward the heartless. And he got close he noticed it reeling on its hind legs yet again.

"Too slow." Raisor thrust his arm out, aiming right in front of him. Just before the Assault Rider hit the ground, Raisor's keyblade hit the creature in the same spot he hit it before. As soon as he hit it, the heartless vaporized, leaving behind another cloud of dark smoke. "Well, I probably should try not to jump into an explosion again today. And maybe I should try to finis these things in one hit from now on."

Just as he finished the sentence, he noticed a large shadow behind him. He quickly rotated to notice another Assault Ride bearing its spear in the air, ready to being it down. Raisor's eyes widened in surprised, and before he could react, the spear was brought down on the ground, causing dust and pebbles to fly. Raisor covered his face to protect himself from the debris. He quickly put his legs down on the spear before the Rider could bring it back up, keeping it stuck on the ground. While it might not look like it, Raisor had incredible leg strength with all of his training, even more so than his upper body. Of course, the lower body has three times the amount of muscles itself, but Raisor always has trained his body psychically as much as possible to improve his fighting. As he kept his foot on the spear, the Rider tried to lift it up with no success. It also helped that the spear was pinned at the end, which made it easy on Raisor to hold it down than the middle. Just as it tried to lift it up one more time, Raisor lifted his foot, causing it to lift too hard and made the heartless lose balance. In that moment, Raisor did another Slash at the heartless.

"Fire!" The point of his keyblade burned yet again and blew up just on the point of impact. The Assault Rider vanished in an instant.
"Guessing I should start using this more often. While I might not be good with magic, making use of what I do know it useful." He threw his keyblade toward the ground further from him in the middle of a dust cloud from the explosion a second ago. When it cleared, a Shadow twitched and vanished. "Don't think I didn't notice you either. You guys are getting really predictable."

OOC: 731 Words, 30 EXP (210 EXP)
Shadow - 1
Assault Rider - 2

Spoiler: North Side

Behemoth: 5
Defender: 14
Large body: 17
Assault Rider: 12
Morning Star: 14
Shadow: 28
Black fungus: 18
Bolt tower: 19
Crescendo: 7
Soldier: 15

 

The Zip Slasher had bounced off the ground and stabbed the ground with his blade in order to stop himself. However, the damage was still dealt and the Zip Slasher needed time to recuperate from the strike. It sat there kneeling, one blade on the ground, trying to catch its breath. While the Zip Slasher had been in this positon, much more tired than it had been before, Stratos realized this would most likely be the perfect time to go in for the kill. However, one armored knight finally let its killer instinct finally get the better of it and jumped into the middle of the ring.Well that was completely unexpected to have happened. Stratos so didn't see this coming that the heartless was able to get the first strike in.

Surprised by the attack, he immediately preformed a guard action in order to protect himself from getting hit. The armored knight, however, was so restless that it continually kept attacking at Stratos. The attacks were fast and unrelenting, and there was no real way for him to respond to it at the moment, however. Stratos eventually found an opening in which he could simply attack the heartless. He first pushed forward with his keyblade when the last attack connected, causing the armored knight to stagger a bit, he then let loose one of his four hit combos against the knight, sending it back a bit.

By this time, the Zip Slasher had fully recovered from the injuries it had sustained and got back up. Motioning away at the armored knight, it seemed intent on continuing the fight against the young keyblade wielder. However, the Zip Slasher continued to make the same motion as before, only this time it seemed as if there was some sort of intense glare it was giving off from it. The Armored Knight reluctantly obeyed and went back into the circle forming the ring of armored knight heartless.

The Zip Slasher seemed to be on its last legs as it stood in front of Stratos. The being no longer moved around in some sort of circling fashion, and had instead just stood in place where it was. The heartless had extended out its arm, just as it had prior times, as if signaling that it was ready to go and end this fight between the two. Stratos was pretty glad that he managed to last this long against the heartless, however, the fight needed to end so he could go back to assisting Karina in killing all the smaller fries. As such, Stratos decided to ready himself for the final moment against this enemy. He knew that whatever the Zip Slasher was going to throw at him was not going to be something he'd want to be hit by, and that killing him in a single blow would be the safest maneuver. However that giant guillotine blade didn't seem like it wanted to mess with him again, so Stratos had to rely on his own strength for this.

It was then that he realized that his skill had finally come off cool down, and that he could end his heartless in one blow now. Taking his Iaido stance once more, Stratos readied his keyblade to take on the boss heartless. Cherry blossoms fell down from literally no where one more, and it would be here that the victor would be decided. The air was calm, and all who were watching settled down to view the finale of the fight. The Zip Slasher then sprinted in and slashed Stratos with one final attack. As if it had happened within the blink of an eye, Stratos had appeared behind the heartless, keyblade outstretched once more. The Zip Slasher then fell down, and finally died, dissipating in puff of black smoke with a heart floating away from it.

641 Words, 30 EXP
Total: 420 EXP

Spoiler: East Side List

Casualties:
Behemoths: 0/5
Armored Knight: 11/55
Soliders: 41/65
Lance Soldiers: 0/20
Morning Star: 0/15
Assault Riders: 3/15
Zip Slashers: 1/5
Power Wilds: 0/50

Injuries:
Behemoths 277/300
Armored Knight 3/5

 

Steel briefly flipped his hair in response to him being promptly ignored. He decided to just put it off for now and listen to Beuce give orders as if none of the others (himself included) could possibly understand strategy. He had to admit however that the strategy in itself was a good one... and that Beuce was a likable character. He paused for but a moment as he heard one of his companions names: Rain. He liked rain. Hopefully this person would live up to their namesake and be a respectable person. Other than that, he was teamed with Ananta who had a good head on her shoulders... Even if she was having a rather loud fight with Karina earlier. Steel darted to join his comrades at the west end which took almost no time at all with his high speed. Upon arrival he had summoned the umbrella and ran straight into an Air Pirate and knocking it to the ground.

His current weapon was weak; true. But he more than made up for that with his speed. Attacking while the heartless was down, he launched a vicious series of jabs and slashes his opponents way until it dissipated into nothingness without so much as getting back up. It was then that Karina made her own advice known to the others. He contemplated it for a moment amidst the chaos of the current situation. The advice was sound, but Steel thought there was something missing from the overall plan of action. He felt there was something else they could do to boost the odds in their favor... but how to tell Beuce, or more importantly, Karina, that? He did not want to insult her, as that was the last thing the group needed. But kissing up to her was equally as bad; not to mention beneath him. His thoughts wandered to Aura for a moment. How would he respond to her in this sort of situation? It amazed him really how much alike the two of them were, and yet how different. What he could mainly tell is that their anger came from different sources, but they reacted to it in much the same way.

As he pondered this Rapid Thruster came charging towards him. Steel glared at his unpreparedness as it sped faster; his weapon was to weak to destroy it in one blow, and that would consequently cause him to fail in knocking it from it's course. With what little time he had, Steel did the only thing he could: he reached for his mask. He had not been kidding when he observed that he hadn't used it for a while, but it was still in as good a condition as ever. In one fluid motion he whipped his hand forward and telekeneticly levitated his mask in front of him as it grew. In an instant it was just as tall as he was, with a proportional width. The instinctual creature slammed into the shield before it could stop. The mask was then returned to it's place on Steel's outfit as he dashed forward and eliminated the creature with deft rapier strokes.

He could not ponder on this any longer, so he decided the best way was to just speak calmly and objectively and not worry about her attitude. It was ironic he thought, that everyone payed attention to her because she was so angry, but the best way to deal with it was to just ignore it. He paused for a moment longer before realizing that for all the acting he does, the best way to talk to his favorite person, and by extension Karina, was to just be himself.

After a quick dodge, he finally addressed the other wielders. His face entered an emotionless state: no erratic mask like the one he wore on his cape; just him. "A wise plan Karina..." He shouted to her from across the large hall. "...but it may not be enough." He finished as he blocked another blow from behind with his mask. He ignored the enemy itself however and continued. "I would propose that one person from each group focuses on the big fish." He had noticed that over the course of the fight that most everyone would still direct one or two blows to the Behemoths, even while following the plan to take out the smaller ones first. "If we do this: Everyone can truly take out the smaller heartless while larger amounts of energy can be directed into steadily chipping away at the larger ones health in an equal measure." He said as he jumped onto the back of the nearest behemoth. He ran up to it's horn and started out dealing absolute "1-point damage" chaos upon it.

OOC:
West End:
-1 Air Pirate
-1 Rapid thruster

15 Damage to Behemoth

Total Exp: 30

 

Beuce, being the one who summoned the cat in the first place, was the being most afflicted by the effects of the mad world. The purplish light gathered around Beuce. It seemed that the satanic cat was making its base of operations Beuce's body. This wasn't a pleasant experience, but it would certainly step up his game in the fight. The "possession" (or possibly, it was just the effects of the mad world itself, and the cheshire cat wasn't actually taking control of his body at all. Who was to say?) His ordinarily green eyes took on a pink and purple hue, and lines of a similar color spread all throughout his body. The light of the mad world seemed thicker around him, as though he were its source. With the cat possessing him for the moment, he may as well have been. He grinned with the face of a completely and utterly sane man. Two heartless of a variety which had yet to enter the battle attacked him. They seemed almost like scholar themed heartless, with hats, robes, and a massive book which was likely their main form of attack.Unfortunately for them, the power of literature wouldn't save them from the foe that they were about to engage in combat.

One of them launched a series of fireballs at Beuce in three bursts, the first containing a single spell, the second two, and the third one a trio of fireballs, while the other came in close and attempted to strike him with the book and send him flying closer to the behemoth. The one which got close didn't know what was coming for it. Slamming the book onto the ground, it tried to damage its opponent, but the next thing it knew, Beuce jumped overtop of the attack and landed on the book. A boot struck it in the face and it was kicked back into the other bookmaster, with its only weapon pinned to the ground by Beuce's foot. He kicked it into the air to intercept the rapidly advancing fireballs which the first bookmaster launched at him. After accomplishing its job, the book floated back to its owner. Those two were wary of advancing on this man recklessly, but before they knew it, he charged at them. The symbol of a rabbit and a pocket watch briefly flared up in the light around him, with the hands moving incredibly fast. When he hit the heartless' location, the fight began.

And as the fight began, it was over just like that. He leaped into the air, weapon coated in a dark poisonous miasma, once again using poison edge as he had with the large body earlier in the fight, and struck down at the heartless, slaying it on the spot. Then, he ran the weapon through the second heartless which didn't have time to react, stabbing his spellbinder keyblade into its chest. If you hadn't been watching closely, you'd have sworn these attacks were entirely simultaneous. The two pink hearts floated into the air, signifying that two enemies had been slain. The power the mad world could grant...Few would be able to really stand against it, but as it could grant power, it could take it away. The same rabbit and pocket watch symbol appeared in the light once again, only this time the hands were moving incredibly slow. The first time it happened, He had been able to move incredibly fast. This time, he stood completely still, as though he were a statue. Even while he was in this state, the mad world's effects were still taking place. A large axe with the tip in the shape of a club materialized above the behemoth and struck down on the horn.

words:616
Exp this post: 30
total: 183

Spoiler: north side

Behemoths: 10/10 (injured 245/300)
Red Nocturn: 25/25
Blue Rhapsody: 18/25
Yellow Opera: 25/25
Green Requiem: 20/25
Shadow: 6/60
Soldier: 18/30
Large body: 16/20
Trick ghost: 30/30
Book master: 13/15
Surveilance robots: 35/35

 

Raisor kept running toward the Behemoth that Cat and D'daear were located. At the distance he was at, he could slightly make out their forms. There was still a little bit of distance, but he should be able to get back to them just in time. The only thing he hoped for now was some kind of miracle that he didn't get jumped by another enemy. Though given the current string of events the last few minutes, he was absolutely sure that something like that was not bound to happen.Though he was sort of wishing he could go back in time and tell himself to watch out for these heartless that keep popping up so they wouldn't be as much of a nuisance.

He waved to the two keybladers and yelled at them, trying to get their attention. Before he could tell if they heard them, a large object came dropping out of nowhere on top of him. He slammed his feet to the ground and came to a screeching halt, just in time to keep himself from becoming a pancake from a Large Body. Raisor put his hand on his forehead and shook his head.
"Of course you would pop up. Why am I not surprised? You guys seem pretty determined to get in my way after all. Now," he took his stance yet again, "let's see if you can last any longer than the others."

As if on cue, the large body began to move. It started running straight at him with its body jutted out. He figured it was trying to knock him out with its sheer weight, and he was sure it would probably work if it hit. Well, not knock him out, but at the very least, give him another headache for later. Given the amount of hits he's managed for the day, that wasn't really something he wanted added to the amount he was already going to have. He planted his feet and relaxed his body. With his left arm in his pocket, and his other arm holding his keyblade over his shoulder, he prepared to stop the large body. Even though he knew any physical attack from the front wouldn't affect it, he knew it at the very least would stop it. As it got closer he relaxed even more. He had learned that before you do an attack, it's good to have a pre-attack action, to improve your focus and concentration. His way was the get comfortable and relax. If he wanted to use strength he would tense his arm, but at this point he needed speed, not strength. The Large Body was looming right over him at this point; as it got close enough he could feel the air move from the attack, he swung his keyblade. It hit the heartless' stomach, causing it to stop. In that moment, Raisor took the chance to speed around the creature, and strike at the back. While it's front was impervious to physical attacks the same couldn't be said for the back. He swung at the back, and swung yet again before it could react. As it fell forward, he finished his combo on the heartless and caused it to disappear.

As the creature disappear, Raisor began to think on how the heartless in the North seemed to be full of obnoxious and special heartless. They had Large Bodies, Morning Stars, Bolt Towers, Assault Riders, and even Defenders. He wondered what the others were dealing with in their own areas. Though considering the sheer quantity of heartless out there, he was sure they all had their fair share of annoying things to deal with as well.

Without thinking too much about it, he prepared to continue forward, but before he could, a Defender popped out of the crowd toward him. Almost like it appeared just because he thought of it. It wasn't going to be easy fighting this thing, but he hoped he could managed it. Taking the first initiative, he ran for the enemy and took a large swing at the shield, knocking it away. Unfortunately, it began to spin around, and Raisor only had the chance to counter by swinging his keyblade and hitting it in the arm before the creature's shield came full circle and hit him itself. Raisor jumped back a little, grabbing his arm to make sure it was okay. It was stinging, but he had managed to pull it away just in time to lessen the blow. Still, he needed to get past these heartless and group back up at the Behemoth.

OOC: Words: 765 words, 30 EXP (240 EXP)
Large Body -1
Defender - 1 (16/20)

Spoiler: south shroud

Behemoth: 5
Defender: 14
Large body: 16
Assault Rider: 12
Morning Star: 14
Shadow: 28
Black fungus: 18
Bolt tower: 19
Crescendo: 7
Soldier: 15


How long was I putting North Side???

 

Upon the trio having ganked the Behemoth, it seemed that the smaller heartless were not going to stand by and just watch. After landing the last of the small three hit combo, D'daear had jumped back in order to gain a respectable distance between him and the giant monstrosity. And good on him it was as shadows soon spawned where he had just been! There they stood, safe guarding their brethren of a colossus. Gave a quick scan of his surroundings, one could never be to careful on the battlefield. All around was just chaos. He could here people from the west and east side going off with their struggles. On the south side, Cat was off doing her thing with the behemoth, and Raisor was taking of the numbers that were still scurrying along. A sigh escaped the individual named D'daear as he stood there, somewhat lax. The situation was still frightening, to the point that he'd rather not be here, but with allies close by, he felt safe somewhat which continued to ease him. Taking up battle stance, he readied himself to jump back into action, primarily to engage an attack on Behemoth. He was readying himself to do so when all of a sudden he heard the sound of armor clattering close by. He quickly turned his head to the right to catch sight of a soldier closing in. The critter had begun prancing towards him, which D'daear thought to be a bit odd for anything to do. Was the heartless just normally quirky, or what? The soldier soon stopped, and took it upon itself to just stand by, keeping its creepy gaze fixated on him. D'daear raised a brow in confusion as he had no idea what the Soldier heartless was up too. Nevertheless, the boy kept the guard up, watching it carefully. Suddenly through the peripherals, he made out a shadow. He quickly lost eye contact with the soldier to gaze at the corner of his eye. A black figure emerged from the floor just a foot away, and leaped at him with claws bared and readied to slice. Thankfully, the Shadow type heartless was an easy match for D'daear. Without breaking stance, he quickly met the heartless with the keyblade using his left hand, and cleaved right through the small form. In an instant it disappeared in a puff of black smoke. He snickered, aware of the ease that was. However, unbeknownst to him that the shadow was merely a distraction for what was really going on. At once the soldier that had only been a few feet away had closed the gap between them during the Shadows assault. Virtuously the Soldier heartless twirled with such acrobatic finesse, intent on landing the kick to D'daear's face. By the time the boy had realized what had been coming, it was too late. The swirling toed boot landed on D'daear's cheek, causing him to turn a ninety degrees as the kick packed a punch; mostly likely from the momentum it had built with the twirl. The abruptness of the kick surprised the adolescent as he turned the other way. YET, he was met with another foot! Without even realizing it, another soldier had managed to creep up on the unsuspecting D'daear and readied itself for a tag team match!

The keyblade wielder swirled around, before landing roughly on his rear end. He sat there for few seconds, wincing at the pain. "Ow..." he uttered. He looked up to see the soldiers approach now, frolicking like the dynamic duo that they were. D'daear got up with ease, as although it did hurt, it wasn't enough to really have him down or anything; he survived a large body didn't he? With a quick rub to his cheeks, the boy glared at the two Soldiers. He felt indignant towards the soldiers cheap and dirty method. "Alright you little tin cans... Now you've gone and made me mad..." he spoke up, furrowing those brows. With little effort, he dashed towards the two Soldiers, holding the keyblade to his side with both hands in a dragging motion. "TAKE...THIS!!" he cried as he swung the blade reverse diagonally. One of the soldiers managed to side step in their weird tempo, and avoid the blade as it came up diagonally; the other had attempted to avoid but to no avail as the blade came up in reverse. The blade sliced right through with a loud clang, soon causing a heart to escape the soldiers fading body. The other soldier had jumped back to create distance, but D'daear knew better. Heck, he knew how to handle such a situation. "You think you're clever?!" he exclaimed as he used the swings momentum to spin around. Just moments of reaching a full three sixty degree turn, D'daear launched the sweet memories keyblade with a flick of the wrist like a disk towards the escaping soldier. The blade twirled like a boomerang, its target already marked. The soldier attempted to jump in order to allow the blade to pass under it, however the youth had preemptively directed the blades trajectory elsewhere. The blade clashed with the marble floor just a small four feet away, and thus bounced off the ground and into the sky, where the soldier had attempted its dodge. The blade tore right through the soldiers mid section, exiting through the other side. With a heart escaping the heartless, the soldier soon faded within milliseconds of being destroyed. A snicker formed on D'daear's lips as he stood there while the keyblade reforged itself in his hands.

"That'll show you..." he murmured, as he now set his sights on the Behemoth. Rushing towards the beast, he quickly pole pivoted on the keyblade and soon found himself slide dashing towards the horn that was still exposed on the ground level.

Exp Writer: 600+
Exp: 30 maxed
Exp total: 120

Heartless Destroyed:

2 Soldiers (6 BP total)
1 Shadow (1 BP total)
0 Behemoth (248/300)

Spoiler: South Side

Behemoth: 5
Defender: 14
Large body: 16
Assault Rider: 12
Morning Star: 14
Shadow: 27
Black fungus: 18
Bolt tower: 19
Crescendo: 7
Soldier: 13

 

Falling back, the white haired female took quite the hit from the large body.

After finishing with the Blue Rhapsodies she had turned her attention to a Large Body, whose round black solid stomach jiggled with each step it took with its stubby black feet. It looked at her with its small yellow eyes that would make small little children quiver in fear of being rolled on and smushed into pancakes. The Large body took wobbly steps, almost like a fat penguin who waddled towards its food…. And the small white haired female was the little fish he was trying to eat… in a sense.

Anora took her stance, focus on the heartless, her eyes taking in its wobble run toward her. She had to get behind him somehow. Running toward it she noticed how it’s left hand raised for a swipe, prepared for the attack, she took a leap and dodge rolled away from the giant left hand. But at the last minute it’s right hand swung at her, throwing her to the side like a pinball in a pinball machine…whatever that was. Regaining a sense of focus from that attack took longer than she had suspected. Holding onto her head she was seeing two large bodies instead of one that were dashing towards her.

‘Stop it Anora, take control of your mind! This isn’t the end!’ She thought to herself, forcing herself up on her dizzy feet. She had to focus and when she saw the heartless take a short jump to land on its stomach, the white haired mage took her chance to jump over the quaking blast and land on its stomach, slashing away before stabbing the heartless. The body disappearing and a heart appearing.

A heavy breath left her lungs as she swallowed more air. She could feel the ping of pain in her heart. Not much but enough to tell her that she should be more careful about attacks. Heartless were normally mindless, but they lived off of their instinct, the instinct to locate a heart and take what they wanted, what they were meant to desire. To swallow light. She took another deep breath before looking to the others.

She saw Kel riding the Behemoth and eyes widened at the sight. He was completely insane, but it worked well in the end though at any moment he was going to be smushed like a banana.

Noticing the purple hue in the sky she turned to the voices close by, Beuce had summoned something. Whatever it was gave her the creeps, it’s smile and the fact that it’s head wasn’t on the body kind of freaked her out, not to mention the “blood magic” the cat seemed to be doing as it carved into his skin. What in the world summon was that?! Either way it seemed to have powered the male and every single drop of power was going to be needed… even if it seemed to have made the man completely insane and cat like…in a demonic sort of way.

Than it was Kel’s turn as he also summoned a small fire breathing dragon.

She needed to up her game. The white haired beauty ran toward the rest of the gang who was closing in their attack on the behemoth, being stopped by a small group of shadows who were twitching and trying to claw their way at her. They didn’t want her getting anywhere close to the group that were taking their attacks to the larger Heartless. Guess they were lonely too and wanted a fight. Of course these little twitchy things weren’t going to stop her.

“Fine than, you want some attentions. I’ll give you some attention.” She said to the black creatures, their big head’s looking too heavy for their bodies to carry.

In a quick movement, striking them in a way that looked like a simple dance step, she flowed into the swing of her keyblade, hitting each one in a quick 2 step. It was easy to the get the 3 shadows as they dispersed from her sight.

“Now that they’re gone.” She looked to the others and ran to join them.

Words: 695 = 30 EXP
Total= 88 EXP
-1 Large Body
-3 Shadows

Spoiler: North Side

Behemoths: 10/10 (injured 245/300)
Red Nocturn: 25/25
Blue Rhapsody: 18/25
Yellow Opera: 25/25
Green Requiem: 20/25
Shadow: 3/60
Soldier: 18/30
Large body: 15/20
Trick ghost: 30/30
Book master: 13/15
Surveilance robots: 35/35