NPF Avatars: with hardcore finger pointing action!

[mauve]

"Oh my god..." Mauve whispered, her face pressed to the ship's windows, staring in horror at the temple below. "What... What is he doing?!" Terrible flashes of electricity and light reflected off the golden surface of the temple. From their rapidly-decreasing distance from the temple, Mauve could see the glowing hulk of lightning that was the new Raiden. What had happened to him? Why was he--- Holy SHIT!! Red suddenly blossomed across the golden floors, contrasting the blue energy. It was blood! As the ship drew nearer, Mauve saw a battered form laying on the ground, seeped in blood. Her breath caught in her throat. Raiden had.... Raiden had KILLED one of them!

Normally, of course, team kills were nothing to get worked up about. Toastburner got TKed on a regular basis. But this.... This was just wrong. Someone down there had just been murdered. What if it wasn't one of the immortals? What if the victim was actually dead dead?

"You guys, we gotta get down there NOW!" Mauve yelled up to the bridge.



For perhaps the first time in an RP, Mauve realized that she might not live to see tomorrow.

[PyrosNine]

"I don't know how you survived the fall of water, but I cannot allow you to go any further." Hystian said,, readying his stronger powers.

"And similarly, I cannot allow this fight to go on any longer." The ninetails replied, and bolted towards the gaian mod.

"For someone supposedly different, you certainly start out the same!" Hystian yelled, holding out right arm, which was certainly a grander show of strength then the lame hand waving. In his hand, another light dagger. He held it straight in the air and let it glow, and suddenly it became much bigger in it's glow. He swung it downwards, and like swinging a cup of juice, it spread outwards cutting a giant cut into Gaia. A line of white explosion occured where it hit the ground, devastating all the way in the direction Pyros came from.

But Kyuubi wasn't hit. He dodged at the last moment possible, and raced along the destruction towards Hylian. His running speed was much greater in this form, as having four legs never hurt. He could certainly at least run faster than that damned five legged horse of Loki's.

When Kyuubi got near, Hystian struck out another dagger, intending to swing it horizontally. This would certainly endanger POS, and Kyuubi wouldn't hear of it. While Pyros wouldn't care all that much for the capitalist, Kyuubi didn't want to see an ally die. Kyuubi turned out it's tails and whipped them into the mod's arm, hitting the dagger.

Upon being hit, it suddenly went a glow with more energy than before, and exploded, the Gaian hit with his own attack. Kyuubi used his shield to bounce off the explosion, and landed gently.

Hystian fell to the ground, holding himself. His clothes were in tatters, the book was gone, and his hair was a bit frazzled. But he was not dead. No, he was extremely furious.

He reached forth and pulled out multiple light daggers in his hands, and surrounded himself rows of light daggers, swords, arrows. It seemed as if he had a floating armory all around him. "If it can be stopped, Then JUST TRY TO STOP IT!"

[PhoenixFlame]

*KZZZT-Rrrrm.*

Warning klaxons pierced the mech bay of the Isparalian like thunder across a silent night. A possibly alive and very confused Phoenix lay sprawled agaisnt the Co-Pilot's seat of the H.W. Altan whilist attempting to elicit a non-shocked reponse from Rei in regards to her sudden reformation as something substantially more blue than her original form.

"Really, I don't know what happened! I don't know where PhoenixBot is either, and I'd cer-"

*BZZRT! BZZRT!*

Two blue lights along the floor of the Mech Bay began strobing in that very-menacing strobe light fashion.

"..."

*KCHINK!* *Thung!*

The floor's release clamps popped free, and the bottom of the MechBay gave way to the hellish scene below the Isparalian.

"Mother of... Who is in command!" Phoenix gasped, grabbing hold of one of the control panels to keep from being sucked out of the mech at the sudden pressure change.

"Captain Arhra, of course!" Rei chirped happily from her perch halfway inside the still-open cockpit of the Altan.

Despite her new icy-form, words could not describe just how red with anger Phoenix appeared at this moment, a moment right before the clamps holding the H.W. Altan to the mechbay ceiling popped free, tumbling the massive 65-ton monstrosity into the cold blue at 35,000 feet.

[POS Industries]

Pedro typically didn't enjoy being wet. Luckily, his overcoat was waterproofed enough to keep the rest of his clothes relatively dry, but it was still a nuisance. Watching the rather captivating battle between Kyuubi Pyros and the Gaian mod, POS took the moment to squeeze out as much of the excess water as he could from his hair. He had a meeting to go to, after all, even if he didn't officially have an appointment.

Speaking of appointments, it seemed that the fight was reaching its climax. Best to make sure things were in order first and foremost. As the mod charged up his neat little lightshow, Pedro decided to call out to him.

"Excuse me," he shouted smugly, "As I'm sure your superiors are watching over this display with full attention, I was wondering if perhaps they'd be willing to discuss a new business proposal. You know, after Pyros kills you."

[Truce]

Words could not describe the rage that Esheth felt at that moment. Not only had Raiden copied his friends' powers, but he had used Mr. Viewtiful's, of all people. Only one person was allowed to do that-and that was her.

Just as Raiden was about to attack another person, Esheth appeared in front of him. Ducking under the blade of the scythe, Esheth rose with her fist travelling in a swift uppercut. Raiden tilted his head back just in time to avoid the attack but Esheth quickly spun around, knocking away the scythe with the back of his fist. Following up with a quick jab to the gut, the thunder god stepped back just in time to avoid the fist-though not the spike of air that shot out of it.

Raiden should have been sent flying backwards-but he wasn't. Instead, only a small portion of him was knocked back, while the rest of his body simply stood there. Raising his chainsaw over the stunned opponent, he brought it down on Esheth's head. Not so cleanly bisecting his opponent in half, Raiden allowed himself a little smirk before the body suddenly exploded.

Suddenly, his left hand was separated from his body, and he immediately jumped back to avoid another attack. As he took a moment to regrow his hand, in the clearing of smoke appeared Esheth now wearing a black trench coat standing over the remains of a plushie, the Soul Taker sword in her left hand. The irises of her eyes were dilated, and there was no twist in the line of her mouth to indicate any emotion, but it was clear by the aura she gave off that she was furious at Raiden.

However-there was something else too. Disappointment. "You called yourself the Brawler of the Official NPF Anti-Zombie Survival Army? You did?!"

"Yes," he replied, simply and coldly.

Esheth stepped in and slashed at Raiden with her sword, but the now regrown hand knocked it out of her grasp. Unphased, Esheth continued to attack, launching a series of jabs and hooks.

None of them landed. None of them even touched Raiden.

Without warning, the entire world seem to go slow motion. Almost effortlessly, Raiden dodged every blow, even spending a moment to pose as he stepped to the side to avoid an uppercut. Esheth realized what was going on, but continued her assault anyway.

Eventually, Raiden grew bored and reality's pace hastened with a quickness that was all too familiar. "Mach Speed," was all that she was able to say, before everything blurred before her eyes. Before she knew it, she was knocked soaring through the air. In a matter of moments, her body was bruised and battered and broken, without even touching the ground.

Then, as if Raiden was in a particularly sadistic mood, the entire world slowed down again as he grabbed her by the hair in midair and threw her at the temple. Breaking through the door and creating a nice Esheth shaped hole, she slid on the ground for a few moments before finally coming to a stop.

This time, Esheth didn't get up and remained there, crumpled on the floor.

[Mesden]

Sick, Raiden.

These words were the only sound she made as she looked on in Raiden's carnage. Her left hand lazily raised into the air and from it came a flowing energy.

Even in his speed he was caught in the net of power. A sudden jerking feel came over him. Soon his entire essence was burning in pain. No other snse came over his body, just sheer pain.

STOP YOUR SADISTIC BULLSHIT NOW BEFORE I END YOU RAIDEN!

[Darth SS]

Darth whistled. He was just missing his lightsaber now, and he'd dealt with that okay when in Poseidon's realm. And his chainsaw, which he could've sworn was sitting on his desk back in Alberta. But still, he whistled at Mesden. In his fingers was one small object. A bullet.

"Okay, here's what I'm thinking. We used the bullet as a sponge. I shoot Raiden. It absorbs the influence on him. We go kick someone else's ass."

Darth then hurt reality. He was an equalizer, much like Krylo. He kept gods from becoming almighty. Thus, he whipped the bullet fast enough that not enough the flow of electrons could catch up to it. It was aimed solidly at Mesden's hand. Then, as a stylizing effect, he spun the chambers in his revolver. Six holy bullets were still there. Six god bullets, a gift from all three twiddies combined. Darth spun his revolver, holstered it, and secured it.

For a later date.

[PyrosNine]

Originally Posted by POS Industries

"Excuse me," he shouted smugly, "As I'm sure your superiors are watching over this display with full attention, I was wondering if perhaps they'd be willing to discuss a new business proposal. You know, after Pyros kills you."

The business proposal never came. When the 'light show' was released, Kyuubi's eyes glowed fiercely. His tails moved forward in unison, and the forcefield surrounding him moved. In a flash, it surrounded Hylian, and trapped him and his light show inside. There was a bloodcurdling scream, and when Kyuubi released Hystian, he fell to the ground with a thud, on his knees. He was a royal mess, full of holes and eroded limbs. His eyes had lost all intensity, and his body shook.

Kyuubi quickly remade the forcefield surrounding himself, as where his feet touched the wet ground there was visible steam and a noticeable reaction on the canine's face. However, once reshielded he ran up to the Gaian.

"I warned you, fool."

One of Kyuubi's tails shot out from the forcefield, and intersected Hystian/Hylian's head. When it emerged from the other side of his head, it pushed a brain out. The blood on the tail burned up and Kyuubi calmly returned the tail to his back.

"That took far too long for my liking. The others may have already engaged Raiden, and while I am aware of Mesden's ferocity, I do not think her a match for him." The Kyuubi spoke out loud, with an indifference that made POS wonder if he was talking to him or not.

The Kyuubi turned to POS. "But I am glad you are here. You will be useful. I sense that we are not far from our destination, but as you are now you would only slow me down. Would you want to ride on my back? That seems a suitable solution."

[Raiden]

The pain was filling his essence, until through an incredible force of will, he released himself from the pain, disconnecting himself from Mes's attack and whatever Darth was attempting to do. He didn't respond to her when she yelled to him. He merely began to move again.

Mach Speed x4

Raiden was now moving so fast, after-images were trailing along his path. A hand stretched and snaked out to grab SK's scythe. His other hand grasped Sithdarth's chainsaw and molded it into his arm. He zipped about the area, leaving too many images to keep track of him. When the images stopped, he was up in the air above them.

He held the scythe in one hand, and the chainsaw in the other. The scythe's blade began to glow brightly with all kinds of powerful energy. He placed the bladed weapon next to the enhanced chainsaw, and a pocket of energy formed between them, connecting the two weapons.

If he could smile, he would. He held out the chainsaw so the the scythe that was now attached to it was horizontal with the ground. With a spark, the chainsaw activated.

As the chainsaw turned, so did the scythe. And since the chainsaw could go faster than the speed of light thanks to Sithdarth's engineering, the scythe was now rotating at a speed faster than light. The energy filling the blade shot out from the rotation, flying about the area faster than light and tearing up the ground and injuring the group beneath him.

[POS Industries]

Pedro cast a nonchalant glance toward the fallen mod. Pyros had done exactly what he had wanted him to do. Most undoubtedly, a message had been sent. How that message would be received depended solely upon the intelligence of the Gaian administration. Hopefully, their sense of self-preservation would kick in soon enough, and then perhaps they would be more willing to negotiate.

After all, they would certainly be reeling from the untimely deaths of two of their mods.

"Depends on what the destination is," POS said, turning his attention to Kyuubi Pyros, "I'm on my way to work out an arrangement with the people running the show here. If you're heading that way, I could use the added muscle. Should make them more liable to talk."