Entry into the world of monsters.

Virus Attack!

MetoolA: 40
MetoolB: 40
SeedbatA: 50
SeedbatB: 50
SeedbatC: 50

Seraphim:80

Battle 2 Start!
"Ahah! More Monstery threats to the general safety of the world! " The deluded hero cried out, a glow appearing as he put his hand behind his back, brightening to a flash as he drew out his weapon, what looked like a rifle with blades on opposite sides of the barrel, lending to the illusion that it was a sword.

"Okay! Now to end you monsters in one sweep!" The navi cried out, holding out his gun and yelling out two words that were really supposed to be one word as his netop slotted a series of chips slowly and carefully, as she smiled slightly, looking at her navi. She liked his personality, and how he acted. He was the best possible mmorpg character yet.

"Ka Non!" The navi yelled as he dashed one of the viruses, skidding to a halt in front of it, then jumping over, blasting it with a bolt of bright yellow energy mid-jump, landing with a thud and a strange pose. He swiveled and began to yell out the name of his signature attack, but stopped, as he remembered just how much damage it had caused the last time he had used it.


"Let us try that new spell! What was it called?" The navi asked, stroking his chin as he backpedaled out of the way of the viruses, looking at his operator plantitively.

"It's called Za Pring." The operator said, clicking in the final chip with a sigh and lookign at her navi.

"Ah. Za Pring. I like the Pring. It's very... Pringy." The navi halted as he lost himself in the "Pring" for a second, then was brought back sharply as he viewed the monsters yet again.

"Right. Monsters. Za Pring!" The navi yelled, firing a ring crackling with electricity at the foe, then twisted to the right, running for one of the virus and raising the extended blade and plunging it at the foe, yelling out dramatically and basically throwing it at another foe, using the accuracy that befitted his class before yelling out the final move that would "end" his turn.

"Shot Gun!" He finished, blasting the foe that he had just fisted, along with the one he had just fisted the fisted into, a proper mess which would work itself out, giving the virus that was left time to recover from the huge mess he had made, smiling slightly as he jumped back.

1] Cannon [50] [SeedbatA]
2] Zapring [50] [Elec] [SeedbatB]
3] Rageclaw [0] [SeedbatC into MetoolA]
4] Shotgun [60] [SeedbatC primary, MetoolA secondary]
A good proper mess--then a shockwave comes through the smokecloud, cutting across Seraphim's legs!

MetoolA: !DELETED!
MetoolB: 40
SeedbatA: !DELETED!
SeedbatB: !DELETED!
SeedbatC: !DELETED!

Seraphim:70
Seraphim dropped to his knees and groaned.

"Dang, a location specific wound. I didn't even know they had these." He slowly rose, and looked at his weapon. He didn't have any spells remaining to him, all he had was that one last one... That spell.

"Fine then. My last resort shall be utilized with this final attack. This final attack which contains everything in it. Arc.... Shot!" He fired, then dashed for the monster, knowing that he couldn't fire this thing again for a while, it was recharging. He dashed forward, making a double slash as he jabbed it, then prepared for its attack, using the gun-sword as a partial shield.


1] Arc Shot [8] [Metool B]
2] Buster [4] [Metool B]
3] Buster [4] [Metool B]
4] Dodge
The attacks put a couple chips in the Met's helmet. A shockwave ripples at Seraphim, but he easily sidesteps it.

MetoolA: !DELETED!
MetoolB: 24
SeedbatA: !DELETED!
SeedbatB: !DELETED!
SeedbatC: !DELETED!

Seraphim:70
Seraphim held his gun and just focused his energy into it, and yelled out what he knew, somehow, this was another spell of his. He'd use it to the best of his ability... Point... And pull the trigger. He looked up at his operator, who showed a hand empty of chips, and shrugged slightly before lying back down on the bed, watching the battle. At least she didn't have to manage those stupid controls, just put in the appropriate chips.

1-3] Charge shot [16] [metoolB]
4] Prepped dodge
PING! Well, the crack's a little bigger now... But Seraphim still can't seem to finish the damn virus, which hits him with a shockwave.

MetoolA: !DELETED!
MetoolB: 8
SeedbatA: !DELETED!
SeedbatB: !DELETED!
SeedbatC: !DELETED!

Seraphim:60
"Just KILL it already!" The netop said irritably, while the navi winced, preparing what he hoped was the final shot, his knees hurt quite a bit. Seraphim raised the gun-sword mesh, then brought it down, yelling out two words.

"Charge Shot!" He roared out, letting the blast go, to do two times the amount his special ability could do, which would hopefully finish off the menace.


1-3] Charge shot [16] [MetoolB]
4] Prepped dodge
YOU WIN

Reward-250 zenny
Seraphim looked at the reward data.

"Another level?" He asked his operator.

"Nope. You need another spells, I said." She spoke annoyedly as she took the four chips they had and clicked them down, one by one.

"Oh. Well, we can get all the spells we need with party members!" The navi rushed into the netsquare.