A Run Through Home!

Crown blasts into the fray, knocking down one Spooky, as the other maneuvers out of the way. However, Tetsujin's own Shotgun is able to nail both Metool and Spooky, the following Heatshot hits one Pulsebat, but the other rises quickly into the air to avoid damage. The remaining Pulsebat screeches its ultrasonic waves at the combatants, but both manage to dodge.

MetoolEXA: DELETED
MetoolEXB: PUMPED
PulsebatEXA: 80 HP
PulsebatEXB: 120 HP (high altitude)
SpookyEXA: DELETED
SpookyEXB: SHRAPNEL'D

Crown: 20 HP
Tetsujin: 100 HP

"Is that it? And here I was thinking that the fight would last longer..." said Tetsujin, disappointed in the utter lack of strength his opponents possessed. "I guess I'm just too strong for my own good."

His knuckles crackling beneath his claws, Tetsujin's attention returned to the nearby Pulsebat, his demonic grin expanding as he charged forth in a burst of speed, his arm extended in preparation for a furious wave of slashes, intent upon shredding his opponent into confetti within seconds; a move that would transform into a swift pass to add a mighty bit of flair to his motions.

"I win again..."

Action1: Rage Claw slash on Pulsbat A (40) B Accuracy
Action2: Rage Claw slash on Pulsbat A (40) B Accuracy
Action3: Rage Claw slash on Pulsbat A (40) B Accuracy
Free Action: Swordplay Dodge

"Hmph. Lord James, do we have any way of attacking the bat that flew up?" Crown said with an air of distaste. He disliked not being able to act. Action was part of his blood, metaphorically.

"Nope. Just hang tight, Crown. You'll do fine." James said, fiddlign around with a phone. He was dialing numbers and cancelling repeatedly, he was planning something, but kept deciding against it at the last minute.

Action 1-3: Dodge.

Tetsujin lays into the bat with his claws and manages to finish it off. The other flying foe descends and attacks, but both navis dodge the move.

MetoolEXA: DELETED
MetoolEXB: PUMPED
PulsebatEXA: DELETED!
PulsebatEXB: 120 HP
SpookyEXA: DELETED
SpookyEXB: SHRAPNEL'D

Crown: 20 HP
Tetsujin: 100 HP

"In closing..." said Tetsujin as his claws cleaved through the Pulsbat that he had just finished. "All you suckers are served!!!"

Using the remaining force from his finishing blow as momentum, Tetsujin eagerly drove himself toward the descending pulsbat, wind howling as it passed between his claws at high speed, his hair wilding flapping in the wind as he prepared himself to pierce through his target with maximum destructive force. As he did, Mokujin slotted in a cannon chip, just for the sake of adding to the already heavily destructive power of the attack. It was time for him to hit game point.

Action1: Rage Claw slash on Pulsbat B (40) B Accuracy
Action2: Rage Claw slash on Pulsbat B (40) B Accuracy
Action3: Cannon on Pulsbat B (40) A Accuracy
Free Action: Swordplay Dodge

"I don't think so, Tetsujin." Crown muttered to himself. "MarkCannon Squared."

Instead of the usual gun-arms, he switched it up a small bit. Raising his hand, a blob of energy began growing from his palm outward. It only took a moment for it to reach it's full size, drawing his hand back, he punched it and it flew at the Pulsebat, picking up more and more speed as it headed towards it's target.

"I advise you not get hit Tetsujin." Crown said to his teammate.

Action: Glory
Action: MarkCannon [70] [PulsebatEXB]
Free Action: Snipe
Action: Cannon [40+40] [PulseBatEXB]

Through the efforts of competitive teamwork, the virus is taken down.

MetoolEXA: DELETED
MetoolEXB: PUMPED
PulsebatEXA: DELETED!
PulsebatEXB: COMBO'D
SpookyEXA: DELETED
SpookyEXB: SHRAPNEL'D

Crown: 20 HP
Tetsujin: 100 HP

-VICTORY-
Crown Get: 100z, Pulsar1
Tetsujin Get: 100z, Pulsar1
FXP: 1 Static
1 for an unexpected combination

"Ha. I totally dealt the final blow." said Tetsujin, crossing his arms in proclamation of his triumph. "Those losers didn't know what hit em'. And to think, if it weren't for me, you'd probably find your ass back in your PET right about now. Man, I rule."

Born from his excitement came an array of somersaults, finely displaying his keenly honed acrobatic skills; every leap and bound fluidly and gracefully molded itself into a magnificent aerial sweep, yet always ended in a clean, flawless landing.

"There had better be something tougher ahead. I'm getting bored with all of his lameness."

"I wouldn't doubt you dealt the final blow, Tetsujin. Nor do I doubt that I wouldn't have been able to deal with that particular mob. And in all likeliness, we will run into much more dangerous foe ahead." Crown said, letting the more excitable Navi's taunts and boasting slide over him like water on a duck. The navi was just as excited as Tetsujin was, although he preferred not to show it like the other. He favored keeping it inside, more or less.

Leaning back in his chair, James finally ended his number loop by dialing the number he was repeatedly entering for what seemed to be no reason. "Hey, dad. You're done for the day, yeah?" A moment's pause. "Ah, I see. Can you do me a favor though?" Another pause. "No, it won't take long. Just stop by the Navi Shop and pick up a Speed Upgrade for me." Indignant silence. "Of course I'm going to pay you back. If you've noticed I haven't began asking you for free shit any time in the past, why should I start now?" ..... "YES, for the last time, I'm going to pay, and yes, it's not going to be on the tab. I don't even HAVE a tab, dad." James let out an exasperated sigh. "Alright, thanks." Click.

James let out a sigh. "Hey Crown, could you tell your friend to wait a minute or two? I'm expecting a delivery."

"His name is Tetsujin, my Lord. In addition, I can wait, although I do not know if the same can be said of him." Crown answered James. He turned to Tetsujin next, addressing him. "Tetsujin. Could you wait for a few minutes? My Lord expects a delivery."

"Your 'lord'? Sheesh, dude. You'll play this knight role to the grave, huh?" replied Tetsujin, blinking momentarily in awe of the navi's... vocabulary. "Well, whatever. I'll wait, but don't expect me to wait too long. The viruses won't exactly be patient either, should they try to kill us at any given moment, so you tell your 'lord' to hurry the hell up."

"Hm... chivalry. Could be a useful concept for you to pick up, Tetsujin." said Mokujin to his in a twisted sort of tease. "Perhaps you should..."

"How's about you take your ideas and stick them in the deepest reaches of your ass!" responded Tetsujin, shaking his fist in his operator's direction furiously as he vented his anger. "Grrrr... that bastard doesn't know how lucky he is that I can't go out there and give him a real thrashing. His day will come; oh will his day come..."

"I call him my Lord not because I was programmed to do so, but because I respect him as much. The same way you should have been influenced. Respect, and honor. It would do you well, Tetsujin." Replied Crown.

James stood up and left the room, heading towards the living room where he'd meet his dad. Meanwhile, minutes passed in uncomfortable silence. Finally, from where Crown was, he could hear muffled conversations. It ended very shortly with a pleased James entering the room, tossing the program up and down and whistling a tune. With a flourish and a spin, James sat down on his chair and snatched up his PET, inserting the program into the PET's dock and fiddling around with a few options. Good. It would install right now. With nary a confirmatory beep, it flashed a quick message and that was it.

Feeling somewhat better, Crown broke the silence. "It is done, Tetsujin. Come, we have many viruses to slay." He finished this by walking towards what be knew was deeper into ACDC territory.

"Finally!" shouted Tetsujin, having completely ignored the lecture of respect and honor having that Crown had been spouting. "Those asses won't kick themselves!"

As always, his energy was at the utmost, fists swinging through the air in hopeful anticipation of raw action coming his way, a swift display of shadowboxing techniques to keep himself warm and prepared for another crushing victory. He could only hope that the next set of opponents was worthy of his time.

((Bump for what I beleive is battle eight))

MetoolEXA: 70
MetoolEXB: 70
MetoolEXC: 70
OldstoveA: 50
OldstoveB: 50
OldstoveC: 50
FishyA: 90
FishyB: 90
FishyC: 90
FishyEX: 120

Mystery Data: 50

Crown: 20 HP
Tetsujin: 100 HP

Terrein: 100% Normal

Battle 8 Start!

"Ten versus two. First things first..." Relatively new, but oh so important. Crown felt the familiar sensation come back to him. Absorbing loose data in the air and absorbing it into himself. It was very useful.

Crown didn't need to bother with requesting chip data from James yet. He had a new recently acquired gem to use. Breathing in, he put two fingers to his mouth and whistled. Instead of the normal, humanish whistle, an ear-shattering shriek emanated from his mouth and shot towards one of the Metools. He lowered his right arm and quickly raised it up, crossed it over his chest, and made a slashing motion towards another Metool. Synchronized behind him, the Spiral Frames spun into existance, combined, and launched itself at a Metool.

This done, Crown crouched low, expecting something to attack him, or try to. If they did, he'd be able to quickly react.

Action: Absorb [Self] [+60]
Action: Pulsar1 [MetoolEXA] [70]
Action: King's Javelin [Metool EXB] [80]
Action: Dodge

Tetsujin remained unimpressed by the large number of virii that had both him and Crown surrounded.

"I won't even bother waiting for you to come to me." he said in irritation. "You're goin' down in masses, bitches. Gimme a Lilbomb; it'll be all I'll need, for now."

Tetsujin's body quickly flared up with an aura of bright red, explosive energy filling his body as he charged toward the group of Oldstoves with tremendous speed, the distance between them closing quickly. The moment they were within range, Tetsujin would drive his fist into the nearest Oldstove with maximum force, and the impact would be followed with an explosion that would engulf the other two in a cloud of destruction.

Action1: Take Aim (Accuracy up 1 rank)
Action2: Take Aim (Accuracy up 2 ranks)
Action3: Lilbomb on OldstoveA (50) A Accuracy (C+2 Aim) +Blast2 on OldstoveB and C (50)

Two day bump.

Crown heals himself before slamming attacks at the viruses, deleting two. Tetsujin charges into the fray, slamming a bomb into a virus and deleting one next to it, the other one had seen the attack coming and moved out of the way. It then proceeded to burn Tetsujin with its flames, cracking the panels beneath him. The FishyEX charges Crown, but he quickly rolls out of the way. Two other Fishys, intrigued by the green mystery data, decide to attack it.

MetoolEXA: DELETED
MetoolEXB: DELETED
MetoolEXC: 70
OldstoveA: BOMBED
OldstoveB: BLASTED
OldstoveC: 50
FishyA: 90
FishyB: 90
FishyC: 90
FishyEX: 120

Mystery Data: 20

Crown: 80 HP
Tetsujin: 85 HP (Cracked)

Terrein: 97% Normal, 3% Cracked

On the inside of Crown's visor, calculations were rolling acros the screen, and calculations for those calculations were also rolling across the screen as his systems plotted out the best angle, force, and whatever other variables might affect this next move. Bombs tended to be extremely inaccurate, so careful consideration had to be taken. Recalling familiar chip data, Crown set to his task.

First, he reached back, and threw the LilBomb he had received earlier and augmented it with a Heatshot chip. Hopefully, larger explosions, larger collateral damage. Next, Crown pulled out a double barreled shotgun and fired it at the bomb, intercepting it in midair in such a way that both slugs impacted the bomb, one heading to a Fish, the other heading directly for the OldStove. Spinning the shotgun, it inexplicably changed into a hunting rifle, one that he aimed at the lone Metool and fired at it with one hand.

Action: Snipe [Free]
Action: LilBomb [C (Snipe)] [50] [Fishy A, Blast = Fishy B, Fishy C]
Action: HeatShot [A] [40] [Fishy A, Fishy B]
Action: Shotgun [A] [50] [Fishy C, OldStove]
Action: MarkCannon [A + LockOn] [70] [MetoolEXC]

"Oh come on." mumbled Tetsujin, dusting off some of his torched clothing with some light pats of his hand, clouds of charred cloth floating and quickly fading into the air. "It's like you're not even trying."

As Tetsujin badmouthed his opponents, Mokujin slotted in 3 battlechips: a shotgun, a heatshot, and a cannon. If he hadn't, the navi was likely to blab onward for hours before actually getting on with the battle.

"Alright!" shouted the navi excitedly as his body began to flow with the power he received from the battlechips, fist clenching as he eyed his next target: the strongest virus of the bunch, the FishyEX. "Better get ready, cuz it's about to get violent in here!"

Quickly he leaped off in a rapid charge, the cracked ground beneath him caving in as he closed in on his prey, ready to tear it and everything around it apart with his might, swinging a destructive right hook that would lead into a devastating roundhouse, and, using the centrifugal force from the roundhouse, closing with a powerful left hook kick. Each blow possessed enough might to crush the hapless small-fry that were nearby.

Action1: Shotgun on FishyEX (50) + Spread1 on FishyA (50) A Accuracy
Action2: Heatshot on Fishy EX (40) + Spread1 on FishyB (40) A Accuracy
Action3: Cannon on Fishy EX (40)