An indistinct shape near the horizon drew near, soon revealing itself to be a navi garbed mostly in black, with a strange-looking gun holster mounted on his back. He approached the duo with a friendly nod.
"Hey. I'm Gunner."
On the Net with a new friend.
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Ergo stopped stretching for a moment and blinked at this newcomer. More new people... If things keep on going like this, I'm going to actually need to work on my people skills... He thought, then raised his hand in greeting.
"Ergo.exe," He said, keeping the greeting as simple as possible.
"Ergo.exe," He said, keeping the greeting as simple as possible.
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Gunner grinned and nodded once more to seal the greeting. "Alright, nice to meet you... Who's your friend there?" He gestured towards the slight robotic figure standing closeby.
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"Her?" Ergo said, turning his head to look at EAV. "She's EAV. " He simply said. "We've only just met ourselves..." He commented.
"Who's this?" Nik asked over a private line. "He says his name's Gunner." Ergo said, muting all vocal processes aside from his connection with Nik. "I'm not sure who he is, though, so be prepared with the chips in case things turn nasty." He muttered, recording this new Navi's data signature just as he had done with EAV. "Man, you've gotta quit being so paranoid," Nik said dismissively. "I'm sure that nothing is gonna happen, so just lighten up."
"Fine..." Ergo said, trying to relax. It wasn't his fault he felt this way about most new people. After almost being deleted by the very people who created him, trusting people he didn't know hasn't come easily to him since. Then again, he felt as though he could trust EAV, and he had only known her for a few minutes... Maybe it was alright to not be suspicious of everybody...
"Who's this?" Nik asked over a private line. "He says his name's Gunner." Ergo said, muting all vocal processes aside from his connection with Nik. "I'm not sure who he is, though, so be prepared with the chips in case things turn nasty." He muttered, recording this new Navi's data signature just as he had done with EAV. "Man, you've gotta quit being so paranoid," Nik said dismissively. "I'm sure that nothing is gonna happen, so just lighten up."
"Fine..." Ergo said, trying to relax. It wasn't his fault he felt this way about most new people. After almost being deleted by the very people who created him, trusting people he didn't know hasn't come easily to him since. Then again, he felt as though he could trust EAV, and he had only known her for a few minutes... Maybe it was alright to not be suspicious of everybody...
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"Hm. Well, hello EAV." Gunner, of course, heard nothing of Ergo's conversation with his operator. However, he noted Ergo's body language, and his grin shifted into something much more strange, as if he was laughing inwardly. "Yeah, I wouldn't trust me either..."
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((For some reason I have the feeling we should give Omega a chance to talk. We've pretty much monopolized the conversation :lol:.))
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((Yeah, that's true. Edited.
Sorry Theo, we didn't mean to let you silently broil in obscurity! ^ ^;
Oh, and now he's on. Great timing.))
Sorry Theo, we didn't mean to let you silently broil in obscurity! ^ ^;
Oh, and now he's on. Great timing.))
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Things moved quickly but EAV smilled. It really was good to get back into things.
"Well.. I'm EAV." She said, quiet out place with little to say. She paused, having no idea as to what she could say other then.. "Should we carry on busting?"
"Well.. I'm EAV." She said, quiet out place with little to say. She paused, having no idea as to what she could say other then.. "Should we carry on busting?"
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"Heh heh. Sure thing, EAV!" Gunner pulled his favorite weapon from his holster, a revolver with an unusally wide barrel. "Let's find some viruses."
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Ergo had already gone several feet down the path while the other Navi's were talking.
"Hey, are you two coming?" He called back to them, realizing that they were still talking.
"Ergo..." Nik groaned, marveling at the audacity of his Navi. It was one thing to take point, it was something else entirely to just go off while the others were introducing themselves.
"Hey, are you two coming?" He called back to them, realizing that they were still talking.
"Ergo..." Nik groaned, marveling at the audacity of his Navi. It was one thing to take point, it was something else entirely to just go off while the others were introducing themselves.
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Gunner turned as he noticed that the navi with the thick gauntlets was no longer with him... In fact, he had covered a lot of ground. He started after Ergo, turning momentarily to EAV to pass on a few words. "Come on, let's catch up." He turned again and pursued Ergo with swift but unhurried strides, assuming EAV had followed suit.
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EAV followed silently, a thin smirk on her face. It was could to be wht you would call "back in the rythym."
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((Bump once every 24 hours, not 12, Xenolo.))
Virus Attack!
MEtoolA: 40
MetoolB: 40
MetoolC: 40
MetoolD: 40
SeedbatA: 50
SeedbatB: 50
SeedbatC: 50
SpikeyA: 90
SpikeyB: 90
SpikeyC: 90
Gunner: 100
EAV: 90
Ergo: 90
Battle 1 Start!
Virus Attack!
MEtoolA: 40
MetoolB: 40
MetoolC: 40
MetoolD: 40
SeedbatA: 50
SeedbatB: 50
SeedbatC: 50
SpikeyA: 90
SpikeyB: 90
SpikeyC: 90
Gunner: 100
EAV: 90
Ergo: 90
Battle 1 Start!
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A maniacal grin stretched across Gunner's face as he surveyed the enemy lines. He had seen these viruses before. The Spikeys would fall as soon as he used his Bubbler. The Mets were an annoyance, but nothing more... And those -- Wait. "Swift, what are those?" Swift's reply was slow and muddled.
"I... Don't know... But!" His voice regaind its usual air of confidence. "They look like they'd burn very well, don't they?" A slow chuckle rolled from his throat as he fanned his three chips of choice between his fingers: One bore an intense action shot of a Spikey virus, emitting a trademark burst of flame. Another was a relatively calming picture, detailing a grinning red Shrimpy encased in a bubble. The final one between his fingers bore another action shot, of a fairly nondescript stock-model navi firing an intense golden burst of energy from the end of its buster. These three chips would draw power from Gunner's capabilities as a Cursor-class navi, decimating the enemy lines. It was a bit of a shame: Swift had always loved Mets. Their presence in most areas of the Net, coupled with their relatively low threat level and their incredibly cute appearances had made them the poster boys of viruses in general. In fact, the had come to be viewed as symbols of the Net itself, alongside the ever-present normal navi.
Meanwhile, back in the Net, Gunner had waited several seconds without recieving any sort of chip data. "Uh... Swift? Am I flying solo here?" The comment was soaked with Gunner's usual blunt sarcasm, but it managed to break through his operator's reverie.
"Huh? Oh, yeah. Ha ha! Sorry about that... I'm sending your chips." The three chips clicked into the PET in sequence, then merged from the other side shortly after. Three bullets in Gunner's favorite revolver began to glow, the light visible through the chambers and the barrel. First, he trained his gun on the seed-creatures with leafy wings. Aiming only took moments before he squeezed the trigger, releasing the large-caliber bullet with the red glow. A deceptively small red streak lanced at the bat in the center... Only Gunner could predict that this particular bullet would cause a fiery explosion. The next chamber locked into place before the first bullet had hit. He aimed as surely as before, despite the hot wind and burst of sound he had inflicted upon the last set of unfortunate viruses. This time, the bullet with the blue glow got its turn. Gunner had scarcely tightene his grip around the trigger a second time when the Spikey trio became obscured by a pillar of blue suds. And last but not least, the bullet emitting a plain white light was shot at the innocent-looking crew of Mets. He turned to the others with a wry smile. "Alright... Let's see what you guys can do."
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1. Heatshot to SeedbatB ((50+10)x2, [A], chance of splash to Seedbat A or C)
2. Bubbler to SpikeyB ((50+10)x2, [A], chance of splash to Spikey A or C)
3. Shotgun to MetB (50+10, [A], chance of splash to the other Mets)
4. Dodge
"I... Don't know... But!" His voice regaind its usual air of confidence. "They look like they'd burn very well, don't they?" A slow chuckle rolled from his throat as he fanned his three chips of choice between his fingers: One bore an intense action shot of a Spikey virus, emitting a trademark burst of flame. Another was a relatively calming picture, detailing a grinning red Shrimpy encased in a bubble. The final one between his fingers bore another action shot, of a fairly nondescript stock-model navi firing an intense golden burst of energy from the end of its buster. These three chips would draw power from Gunner's capabilities as a Cursor-class navi, decimating the enemy lines. It was a bit of a shame: Swift had always loved Mets. Their presence in most areas of the Net, coupled with their relatively low threat level and their incredibly cute appearances had made them the poster boys of viruses in general. In fact, the had come to be viewed as symbols of the Net itself, alongside the ever-present normal navi.
Meanwhile, back in the Net, Gunner had waited several seconds without recieving any sort of chip data. "Uh... Swift? Am I flying solo here?" The comment was soaked with Gunner's usual blunt sarcasm, but it managed to break through his operator's reverie.
"Huh? Oh, yeah. Ha ha! Sorry about that... I'm sending your chips." The three chips clicked into the PET in sequence, then merged from the other side shortly after. Three bullets in Gunner's favorite revolver began to glow, the light visible through the chambers and the barrel. First, he trained his gun on the seed-creatures with leafy wings. Aiming only took moments before he squeezed the trigger, releasing the large-caliber bullet with the red glow. A deceptively small red streak lanced at the bat in the center... Only Gunner could predict that this particular bullet would cause a fiery explosion. The next chamber locked into place before the first bullet had hit. He aimed as surely as before, despite the hot wind and burst of sound he had inflicted upon the last set of unfortunate viruses. This time, the bullet with the blue glow got its turn. Gunner had scarcely tightene his grip around the trigger a second time when the Spikey trio became obscured by a pillar of blue suds. And last but not least, the bullet emitting a plain white light was shot at the innocent-looking crew of Mets. He turned to the others with a wry smile. "Alright... Let's see what you guys can do."
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1. Heatshot to SeedbatB ((50+10)x2, [A], chance of splash to Seedbat A or C)
2. Bubbler to SpikeyB ((50+10)x2, [A], chance of splash to Spikey A or C)
3. Shotgun to MetB (50+10, [A], chance of splash to the other Mets)
4. Dodge
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((Hehe, sorry 'bout that Majin...))
Ergo stood there, almost speechless. "Wow..." He murmured, marveling at the efficient devastation that Gunner's trio of attacks. "We've gotta learn how to do that..." Nik chimed, looking at the attack through his PET screen. "Ready to show him what we've got?" He said, slotting his RageClaw chip into the PET.
"Heh..." Ergo smirked, a mischievous glint in his eyes. "Let's rock!"
Ergo set of in a mad dash towards one of the Spikey's, his hands flared out behind him. In one, his halberd materialized, the blade already drilling at the air. His other hand sprouted the trademark claws of the RageClaw chip. With a ferocious cry, he leapt into the air, sinking both claws and halberd into the virus as he landed on it. Oh, but we're not done yet he thought, grinning all the while. Using his halberd as a source of extra leverage, he planted both feet on the ground and spun. As though he were an Olympic athlete participating in the hammer throw, he brought the virus into a hurricane-like rotation and sent it rocketing towards the Seedbat flock. He slid he foot behind him, ending his rotation as he brought his halberd into a ready position behind him.
"I feel as though I should be making some kind of snappy comment..." He grinned.
"You guys having fun yet?" he called to the other Navis.
((Attack Order: Drilling Strike and Rageclaw (60 and 40 dmg respectively, Both to whichever Spikey isn't killed by King's attack.)
RageClaw (Throwing Spikey into whichever Seedbat isn't killed by King... I'm starting to see a pattern here... 20 Dmg to both parties involved.)
))
Ergo stood there, almost speechless. "Wow..." He murmured, marveling at the efficient devastation that Gunner's trio of attacks. "We've gotta learn how to do that..." Nik chimed, looking at the attack through his PET screen. "Ready to show him what we've got?" He said, slotting his RageClaw chip into the PET.
"Heh..." Ergo smirked, a mischievous glint in his eyes. "Let's rock!"
Ergo set of in a mad dash towards one of the Spikey's, his hands flared out behind him. In one, his halberd materialized, the blade already drilling at the air. His other hand sprouted the trademark claws of the RageClaw chip. With a ferocious cry, he leapt into the air, sinking both claws and halberd into the virus as he landed on it. Oh, but we're not done yet he thought, grinning all the while. Using his halberd as a source of extra leverage, he planted both feet on the ground and spun. As though he were an Olympic athlete participating in the hammer throw, he brought the virus into a hurricane-like rotation and sent it rocketing towards the Seedbat flock. He slid he foot behind him, ending his rotation as he brought his halberd into a ready position behind him.
"I feel as though I should be making some kind of snappy comment..." He grinned.
"You guys having fun yet?" he called to the other Navis.
((Attack Order: Drilling Strike and Rageclaw (60 and 40 dmg respectively, Both to whichever Spikey isn't killed by King's attack.)
RageClaw (Throwing Spikey into whichever Seedbat isn't killed by King... I'm starting to see a pattern here... 20 Dmg to both parties involved.)
))
