NPF Avatars 5 - Part Vampire, Part Warrior, Carnivore and Voyeur

[Long-Haired Narcissist]

Seeing that Rei couldn't hold her forcefield in place much longer, Narc built up his own forcefield around the NPFers. As Narc played the guitar madly to feed his forcefield, he knew that he needed to find something to use as a pick before he wears out his fingers.
"Incendius, do you have anything that you salvaged that I can use as a guitar pick?"

[Inbred Chocobo]

"You are kidding me right?" IC said as he stared at spider-bear. "How the crap did that bear imagine spider-man?" IC asked himself, utterly confused. IC took a breathe, then thought of how to take down the bear. "Clearly its because of the bear's amulet that keeps allowing it to beat me. Gotta get that amulet." It probably didn't help that he was talking about his plan outloud, and that the bear could hear it. Then again, last time IC checked, he didn't talk to himself in bear, so he should be alright.

"Okay bear, lets do this." IC said, taking up a defensive stance. Well, that probably wouldn't get a bear to come. Luckily IC had another steak on him, so he threw that down, and waited to see if the bear would come.

[mauve]

"Big deal," Mauve grumbled to Doukhabor in regards to his adjustments in picture quality and sound. "I could do the same thing with an audio board, a switcher, and a camera with a manual focus setting. So you have a studio. Big whoop."

Then came the announcement of the gatling guns.

"Mmmkay. That part's slightly more disturbing."

Gunfire rang out as Doukhabor ordered the attack. Mauve hastily raised both arms, crossing them in an X in front of her face. A blue-purple wall of light rose around her in a shield of magic energy.

She got an idea. She edged closer to Rei and uncrossed her arms. The shield expanded and reinforced the one being held up by the decidedly less-perky android girl.

"Can we disable these guns by-- I dunno-- ripping out a section of wires in the walls or something?" Mauve asked Rei over the roar of gunfire.

[Mesden]

With a two ton sigh, Mesden tossed her shield away disappointedly and with a faint look with only the slightest fissure of a grin, called out, "God? Why, Raiden, you're just an uncannily bright lightbulb." But, before she could register the look on his face or gauge his reaction towards being so thoroughly burned, she returned to her serious self.

Quickly, she snapped her fingers, and with the sound of clashing, mysterious metal came a familiar blue portal through which her favorite pet, the old red dragon spirit, slithered out of and contentedly circled around her, filling the air around her with it's ominous, bloody presence. Their eyes matched, staring down Raiden and his dismissing attitude of her combat strategy, and filling with a bloody, murderous glow that would haunt the mere existence of any living being.

"I..." her voice was uneasily calm, but as she intensified her gaze, the dreadful beast sunk into her body, and with it came a newfound speed and strength that made a mockery of the world's greatest heroes , "will come at you with blades."

There was no visible warning of movement -- she was just there somehow -- standing at his side as if she were there the whole time, and without the faintest show of hesitation, her Golden, now crimson-tinted blade tore through towards the boastful Thunder God with every intent to end him quickly.

[POS Industries]

Hmmm..... You certainly are a dark one, aren't you?

Having taken the form of pen that was now being twiddled about in Pedro's hand, Anima had been using her telepathic link with the man to gain a better understanding of her new partner, but it seemed to be a bit more difficult than she anticipated. I never quite realized a human could be so hard to figure out. Of course, I was under the impression that a person's darker side was buried deep beneath a more seemingly benign surface...

Her analysis seemed to garner no reaction from POS, whose eyes seemed almost glazed over as he stared dully at the holographic image of Spider-Bear clinging to the old Mashirosen tower wall, snatching the steak away from IC with a strand of webbing and sniffing the meat before beginning to devour it.

...Hey, are you even listening to me?

Hm? Oh, yes, of course, Pedro's thoughts responded as he suddenly jerked back to attention, Yes, yes, I'm all scary and evil. You chose me, remember? No point in complaining about it now.

Don't worry, big boy, good and evil aren't really any concern to me. Life and death are just the natural order of things, after all. It's just that I -would- like to get to know you better, and it's strange that I can't just meld with your own consciousness as easy as some of the others. I would say you're just really good at blocking out these sorts of things, but it almost seems like you aren't all here, like you're in two places at once. Very odd.

I guess my mind just has a hell of a tendency to wander. But hey, if you really want to get to know me, just ask questions. Sure, you might not necessarily get honest answers, but it -is- the polite thing to do.

True. Mostly I think I'll just see where this crazy adventure is taking us first. Things are looking interesting...

"Pe-chan?" Rei's voice came on over the intercom, bringing an end to the telepathic dialogue for now, "The second floor defense system has us kinda pushed back. Any ideas?"

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"Can we disable these guns by-- I dunno-- ripping out a section of wires in the walls or something?"

"Lemme see here... Hang on," Rei responded to Mauve's suggestion, keeping a focused gaze on the hallway ahead. The android remained silent and motionless for a few moments before speaking again, this time with a deep masculine voice.

"So, antimatter guns, eh?" Pedro asked through Rei's body, "Damaging the power distribution system isn't a bad idea, but there's no way to do it manually without getting a lot closer to those guns than you'd want to. However, it's possible the wiring could be warped enough to disable them through quick, repeated bursts of extreme heat and cold...."

[PyrosNine]

"A-ha! Finally, some of my hard efforts will come to some level of fruition, though I doubt any of you will even bother to thank me. Pyros wanted to make a line of "Evil Twin" plushies, evil opposite versions of all the other plushies complete with eyepatches and the occasional goatee. But there was a problem. How could you make an opposite persona of a being, like say, Pyros;" Ecurt held up a Pyros Plushie that featured a crazed grin and stared at everyone else in the room as if they were nothing more than walking kindling.

"Whose very existence is insanity and fire. I couldn't make a being who was sane and had fire, nor could I make one that was insane of some other element. And then, it hit me. After days of research and plushie making, I came up with....THIS!"

The next plushie he pulled out was of a blue haired figure with an icy tail, black robes, and a look of annoyed "meh" on it's face. The plushie's left eye was completely obscured by a hanging piece of hair, longer than the rest of the relatively short and contained haircut.

"I call her, Celsius! Unless anyone else can think of a word that's an opposite of Pyros. Isn't it latin or something?"

"Oh, so I'm a girl then. Hm. Figures." the plushie said with disdain.

"What? You want to be a boy? Well, I suppose I could just-"

"No. Keep your hands off."

"It's not like, well, I mean I created you! It's not like I'm some sort of adult stranger or something."

"Whatever."

"Well, anyway, I got the idea after watching a video of the only person ever to defeat Pyros in a one on one fight in recent history, y'know, from the first Avatar RP. There was this ghostly ice witch, who completely hammered him, and I figure, if anyone's an opposite of Pyros, it had to be her. So, I took some sketches, did some research, made a workable model, modernized it to be 'hip' with today's kids, and from there we have Cels-"

GLOMPH!

The Plushie Pyros tackled the Plushie Celsius, giving his opposite a big hug. On Celsius's face was a look of indifferent anger and discomfort.

"Go. Bother. Someone. Else." she grunted, her plushie body glowing blue and becoming unbearably frigid.

Faced with his opposite's wrath, Plushie Pyros was naturally unreceptive. However, he did concede. "Oh fine. I'll do that. But not because you said so, only cuz Mauve's hat's steal-able."

He proceed to leapt onto Mauve's hat, and clutched it tightly, her head included. "Mine and forever!"

"Oh stop bickering you two, and go destroy those guns!" Ecurt yelled. He might take some lip from Pyros and everyone else, but he'd never let his own Plushies walk all over him.

"Hm. Whatever."

"Can I take Mauve's hat?"

[Raiden]

There was no sound of the collision, merely light. Sparks of pure electricity and ethereal manifest exploded from the meeting of the two swords, the hand holding the altered Ethereal Blade gripped tightly and serenely.

Raiden's eyes of pure energy turned to look at his sister, the blue light filled with a subtle giddiness.

"A lightbulb, sister? I haven't heard that insult in over 400 years, and father had to wash out your mouth with soap. You really aren't very sensitive to the Bulbian People of Light Quadrant 4, are you?"

Electricity was coursing through every nerve, muscle, and tendon in Raiden's body, the energy increasing his strength and reaction speed tenfold. His long white hair stayed perfectly in place as he leaned his head forward, his arm holding off Mesia's attack for the moment.

"Raiden Jr. says 'Hello, Aunti M'. You should come visit soon. His birthday is next month, you know."

[Incendius]

Well it looks like the dampener field is localized more on the weapon emplacements then on the regular areas, so the crimping idea is a bust. Incendius thought to himself as he withdrew his presence from around the guns and halted his heat intake partially. Taking the excess energy he still had that wasn't been devoted to helping REI upkeep the shields, Incendius floated his form several inches above the floor, and billowed his robes in and out in a (somewhat) majestic gesture.

Incendius listened on admiringly as Mauve asked REI, and through REI Pedro about messing with the cabling of the guns. Then Ecurt brought out his plushies and showed them around for NPF and outlined his own side plot. Incendius ruminated on this That might work, but I don't see how the plushies are going to get near the guns unassisted, they might be small but the computer is smart enough to identify and target them.

Incendius sent to the NPF'rs and plushies in general I'll provide aid in the form of mobile shielding to the two plushies, so don't worry about covering them. Anyone who wishes to go out as well, please inform, it gets exponentially harder to maintain such powerful barriers constantly. After this was sent, Incendius wove a barrier of repelling force energies around the two plushies and thought It WOULD be easier to just repel each bullet as it comes in, but this way my abilities and response times aren't measured as well. I do assume that that.. Doug was it? Is still watching this operations.

Almost offhandedly, Incendius remarked to Ecurt If I might suggest, Glacialis might be a good name to term the anti-Pyrosian line. Its rooted in Latin, and has more opposing themes, seeing as Celsius is a measurement of temperature, and that includes the high temperatures Pyros is famed for.

[Mesden]

She showed no signs of regarding his words, and with her free hand she summoned another blade, emerging from a blue manifestation of energy into reality.

Though, the blade was different. Not a golden long sword, but a silver rapier that carried an aura of mixed blue and red from her energy and the dragon's empowering it.

As quickly as she had summoned it, though, she had already began the swipe towards Raiden's misguarded side.

[TheBlindMime]

TBMoichi sat upon the first flight of stairs smoking a pipe rhythmically, it was enjoyable. Much more so then say being shot by anti-matter bullets, which were the kind of things the word excessive was created to define. His sword flickered into any remaining robotroopers foolish enough to question his place upon the stairs.

Though there weren't many left to question anything.