Frag knocks the door open, but his hand smarts, and door creaks open slowly.
Inside, he finds a throne room, modeled after ones in royal castles of medieval England.
On the throne sits a old, regal figure. His face gaunt and wrinkled from the times, a haggard gray beard flourishes down his chin while a bushy mustache of the same shade covers the underside of his nose.
A jeweled crown sits atop the king's curly gray hair, as his beady black eyes stare distraughtly at Frag. A red wool cape flows over his shoulders, while the rest of his clothing is striped black and white. His boots are hard-worn leather, and his hands are place firmly on top of a sword stuck in the ground.
"Young one, what is 'strength?'" the old man coughed out, leaning hard on his bejewled sword. "Tell this old man your answer and only your own."
Frag finds himself not holding an energy bomb or in strength form. Joe, finds that such things were ready to be activated in due time.
Here I go!
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"That's easy." Joseph chuckled in the real world, "Strength is what winners possess that losers lack. What hunters use to crush their quarry." It was textbook. Unless this geezer wanted specifically "physical" or "mental" strength, the so-called "force of will", and all that associated bullshit...
"Strength?" Frag stammered, as he looked up at the "King", bewildered at where his armaments had disappeared to. "Strength is... power? No!" He clutched his head as he retracted his statement. "Strength is... strength is the means to... to..."
He breathed deeply.
"Strength. Is the means to accomplish whatever I deem important." He said, in a deeper tone than before. "Whether it is to protect, or to destroy--it is the means by which I extend my will!" With that, Frag stared back intently at the "King".
"Strength?" Frag stammered, as he looked up at the "King", bewildered at where his armaments had disappeared to. "Strength is... power? No!" He clutched his head as he retracted his statement. "Strength is... strength is the means to... to..."
He breathed deeply.
"Strength. Is the means to accomplish whatever I deem important." He said, in a deeper tone than before. "Whether it is to protect, or to destroy--it is the means by which I extend my will!" With that, Frag stared back intently at the "King".
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"Your means to accomplish what's important, eh?" the old king chuckled, taking his sword up from the ground, standing up, and swinging the blade around, elegantly, once, before slamming it back into the ground.
"I see, then, show me this strength of yours!" the regal figures bellowed, as lines of data shot out from the tip of the blade in the ground to all around the area, building up in massive chunks in places around the area.
"I... Knowledge_King.exe, challenge your strength. Go! Young warrior!" Knowledge_King bellowed, before disappearing.
The blocks of data soon took tangible shape. Three in front of Frag, seemed to be giant towering walls.
A shriek from the other side of the wall, and a rearing head revealed a giant flaming flaming seahorse.
A Dragrin, with its HP count quite higher than normal.
Looks like you can't attack it directly unless you go through those walls first.
Dragrin?: 200 HP
WALLA: 200 HP; WALLB: 200 HP; WALLC: 200 HP
Frag.exe: 66 HP
-BATTLE 8-
-FIGHT!-
"I see, then, show me this strength of yours!" the regal figures bellowed, as lines of data shot out from the tip of the blade in the ground to all around the area, building up in massive chunks in places around the area.
"I... Knowledge_King.exe, challenge your strength. Go! Young warrior!" Knowledge_King bellowed, before disappearing.
The blocks of data soon took tangible shape. Three in front of Frag, seemed to be giant towering walls.
A shriek from the other side of the wall, and a rearing head revealed a giant flaming flaming seahorse.
A Dragrin, with its HP count quite higher than normal.
Looks like you can't attack it directly unless you go through those walls first.
Dragrin?: 200 HP
WALLA: 200 HP; WALLB: 200 HP; WALLC: 200 HP
Frag.exe: 66 HP
-BATTLE 8-
-FIGHT!-
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"Challenge... my strength?" Frag repeated the words incredulously, as he stared up at what must have been a 7-story high virus, behind a trio of massive walls.
Hilariously enough, the structural integrity indicators revealed that while the opposition looked intimidating, their HP values were pretty standard fare.
However, Frag took no chances.
"You want to see my power?" He roared, as he recalled his Energybomb, hurling the explosive at the center wall as he steadied his body. "Then check this out!" To his operator, he called, "Jo, that virus is on fire--send me the wallbuster and our water chips!"
Near instantly, the "wallbuster" arrived. With one hand under the chassis to balance the massive weapon, Frag lifted the handle with other and let loose a punishing hail of bullets at the already chipped wall, before discarding the heavy machinegun off to the side with a clunk, having discharged all of its nine shots. His hands now free, Frag loaded up his water-based battlechips, one hand mounted with a Bubbler and the other armed with a Wideshot. Drawing his hands behind him in a hadoken pose, Frag violently thrust both "arms" forward, firing all guns at the massive Dragrin virus--
((Passive Regen1, plz
1. Energybomb (40x3) WallB
2. Machinegun1 (30x7) WallB
3. Bubbler1 (50 Aqua, Spread) WallB-Dragrin?
4. Wideshot1 (70 Aqua, Wide) Dragrin?
))
Hilariously enough, the structural integrity indicators revealed that while the opposition looked intimidating, their HP values were pretty standard fare.
However, Frag took no chances.
"You want to see my power?" He roared, as he recalled his Energybomb, hurling the explosive at the center wall as he steadied his body. "Then check this out!" To his operator, he called, "Jo, that virus is on fire--send me the wallbuster and our water chips!"
Near instantly, the "wallbuster" arrived. With one hand under the chassis to balance the massive weapon, Frag lifted the handle with other and let loose a punishing hail of bullets at the already chipped wall, before discarding the heavy machinegun off to the side with a clunk, having discharged all of its nine shots. His hands now free, Frag loaded up his water-based battlechips, one hand mounted with a Bubbler and the other armed with a Wideshot. Drawing his hands behind him in a hadoken pose, Frag violently thrust both "arms" forward, firing all guns at the massive Dragrin virus--
((Passive Regen1, plz
1. Energybomb (40x3) WallB
2. Machinegun1 (30x7) WallB
3. Bubbler1 (50 Aqua, Spread) WallB-Dragrin?
4. Wideshot1 (70 Aqua, Wide) Dragrin?
))
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Frag hurls the Energybomb at the wall, damaging it severely, and then unloads his MachineGun at all the walls, destroying the middle one.
The Dragrin moves out of the way when the bubbler is fired, but isn't so lucky with the Wideshot. Screeching in agony, the Dragrin spews a wide amount of flames at Frag, wittling down his HP.
"So... there's some of your 'strength,' eh?"" Knowledge_King's voice resounded through the hall, apparently amused. "But there is only so much one can accomplish with the 'strength' you're using right now. How will you handle it, I wonder?"
Dragrin?: 80 HP
WALLA: 140 HP; WALLB: DELETED; WALLC: 140 HP
Frag.exe: 56 HP
The Dragrin moves out of the way when the bubbler is fired, but isn't so lucky with the Wideshot. Screeching in agony, the Dragrin spews a wide amount of flames at Frag, wittling down his HP.
"So... there's some of your 'strength,' eh?"" Knowledge_King's voice resounded through the hall, apparently amused. "But there is only so much one can accomplish with the 'strength' you're using right now. How will you handle it, I wonder?"
Dragrin?: 80 HP
WALLA: 140 HP; WALLB: DELETED; WALLC: 140 HP
Frag.exe: 56 HP
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This guy's getting annoying. Frag decided, as he nursed the burn--barely a scratch. "Only so much?" He smirked, as he slammed his fists together. "The answer is simple, old man."
"If I cannot express my will fully with the strength that I wield right now, the only thing to do--" With a grunt, he summoned his battle armor, the crimson aura clashing with that of the wounded Dragrin. "--is to increase my strength!" Frag roared, as he charged up an energy blast in each palm, hurling them upward at the Dragrin before shouldering a cobalt door-knocker, aiming the rifle with one hand while arming it with the other.
"Place walls to obstruct me. I will smash them!" Frag continued, as a white glow surrounded the barrel of the Cannon. "Summon enemies to fight me. I will blast them! This is my way!" Taking careful aim, he let the charged bolt fly, a mix of red, white and blue--
In the real world, Joseph scratched his head. Now that was a curious result of Frag's gestalt of energies.
((Passive Regen1, plz
1. Strength Form! (Empower[1,3], Self Slow[1,1])
2. Buster Attack (8 + 8), Dragrin?
3. Buster Attack (8 + 8), Dragrin?
4. Untapp'd Cannon (40 + 10 + 8), Dragrin?
))
"If I cannot express my will fully with the strength that I wield right now, the only thing to do--" With a grunt, he summoned his battle armor, the crimson aura clashing with that of the wounded Dragrin. "--is to increase my strength!" Frag roared, as he charged up an energy blast in each palm, hurling them upward at the Dragrin before shouldering a cobalt door-knocker, aiming the rifle with one hand while arming it with the other.
"Place walls to obstruct me. I will smash them!" Frag continued, as a white glow surrounded the barrel of the Cannon. "Summon enemies to fight me. I will blast them! This is my way!" Taking careful aim, he let the charged bolt fly, a mix of red, white and blue--
In the real world, Joseph scratched his head. Now that was a curious result of Frag's gestalt of energies.
((Passive Regen1, plz
1. Strength Form! (Empower[1,3], Self Slow[1,1])
2. Buster Attack (8 + 8), Dragrin?
3. Buster Attack (8 + 8), Dragrin?
4. Untapp'd Cannon (40 + 10 + 8), Dragrin?
))
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Frag grows more powerful as he hears the old king chuckle.
"More brute force eh? Just stack strength on top of strength, not too shabby," Knowledge_King remarked as Frag successfully blasted away at the Dragrin, reducing it to naught but a wireframe.
"Of Course... strength does require you to be a bit more adaptable than just powering up," the ancient navi mused as the wireframe shrunk and expanded constantly, until...
The Dragrin came back, now in an azure variety, but not as tall, slightly two feet above Frag's height. Flames the color of the virus' skin licked around its body. It also seemed to have clawed feet and hands, though not attached to the main body by any visible means. The seahorse let out a mighty roar, and the battle continued.
AvatarDragrin2ndForm: 500 HP
WALLA: 140 HP; WALLB: DELETED; WALLC: 140 HP
Terrain: 100% Normal
Frag.exe: 76 HP [40 HP Casing, +8 Empower, Slow!]
"More brute force eh? Just stack strength on top of strength, not too shabby," Knowledge_King remarked as Frag successfully blasted away at the Dragrin, reducing it to naught but a wireframe.
"Of Course... strength does require you to be a bit more adaptable than just powering up," the ancient navi mused as the wireframe shrunk and expanded constantly, until...
The Dragrin came back, now in an azure variety, but not as tall, slightly two feet above Frag's height. Flames the color of the virus' skin licked around its body. It also seemed to have clawed feet and hands, though not attached to the main body by any visible means. The seahorse let out a mighty roar, and the battle continued.
AvatarDragrin2ndForm: 500 HP
WALLA: 140 HP; WALLB: DELETED; WALLC: 140 HP
Terrain: 100% Normal
Frag.exe: 76 HP [40 HP Casing, +8 Empower, Slow!]
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Frag was already doing the victory lap, oblivious to the pratterings of the defunct old Navi, when the roar of the virus drew him back to the battlefield.
"Back for more?" He drawled, as he flexed his armor. "Alright, I was just getting warmed up!" Now having adjusted to the ponderous weight of his battlesuit, Frag was more than willing to serve up another asswhooping. Offhandedly, he yelled--"The Heatshot and the Phoenixshot, Jo!" as he seized his right elbow with his left hand, a maniacal gleam in his eye.
Flexing the fingers of his grasped hand, Frag noted grimly as the corresponding giant floating gauntlet also flexed in kind. Noting that the new form of the Dragrin? also had dismembered limbs, he chuckled. "I doubt you'll live long enough to pick up this trick anyhow." With that, the Heatshot manifested on his arm, the fireball launcher gently expelling whisps of red-hot flame as it waited for its time.
Soon. Frag whispered, as he refocused his mind. On the floating gauntlet blossomed fiery red wings, fanning softly in the nonexistant wind.
It was ready, Frag noted blithely. Taking mark at the still roaring seahorse, he charged forward, his right arm with its collection of weaponry held tightly behind him. A single white pulse shimmered up and down the arm, and then... and then a massive white aura engulfed the entire arm, threatening to drown out the fire. His crystal eyes shining with the crimson flames of his soul and his battlechips, Frag howled in response to the Avatar, drowning out the virus's roar with his beastial cry as he swung his double-layered fist at the blue seahorse, rotating the blow clockwise as his fist passed his body and pivoting to bring his punch into a mighty uppercut. A burst of flame and a bright flash of energy followed, a massive boom interspersed with the whoosh of mighty wings...
"...The geezer's only half-right, really," Joseph grumbled in the real world, "adaptability's usually necessary, but only when you don't have enough power to win through sheer might." He grinned coldly. What would opponents do when they realized that Frag only used raw power when he felt no need to reveal any of his "aces"?
((Passive Regen1, plz.
1. Take Aim. CHARGE!!!!
2. Untapp'd Heatshot (40 Fire + 8 + 10, Spread), AvatarDragrin2ndForm
3. PhoenixShot1 (90 Fire + 8, Wide), AvatarDragrin2ndForm
4. Block: Creation Blast! (60 + 8, STUN1, 10 HP Object, -15HP to Frag) AvatarDragrin2ndForm
As to the description, short version: It's a Mastery of the Two Layers: Falcon Punch/Shoryuken. I tried.
I'd assume that the punch also had a Buster Attack (8 + 8) thrown in there for giggles, but that's quite irrelevant when you look at the entire thing.
))
"Back for more?" He drawled, as he flexed his armor. "Alright, I was just getting warmed up!" Now having adjusted to the ponderous weight of his battlesuit, Frag was more than willing to serve up another asswhooping. Offhandedly, he yelled--"The Heatshot and the Phoenixshot, Jo!" as he seized his right elbow with his left hand, a maniacal gleam in his eye.
Flexing the fingers of his grasped hand, Frag noted grimly as the corresponding giant floating gauntlet also flexed in kind. Noting that the new form of the Dragrin? also had dismembered limbs, he chuckled. "I doubt you'll live long enough to pick up this trick anyhow." With that, the Heatshot manifested on his arm, the fireball launcher gently expelling whisps of red-hot flame as it waited for its time.
Soon. Frag whispered, as he refocused his mind. On the floating gauntlet blossomed fiery red wings, fanning softly in the nonexistant wind.
It was ready, Frag noted blithely. Taking mark at the still roaring seahorse, he charged forward, his right arm with its collection of weaponry held tightly behind him. A single white pulse shimmered up and down the arm, and then... and then a massive white aura engulfed the entire arm, threatening to drown out the fire. His crystal eyes shining with the crimson flames of his soul and his battlechips, Frag howled in response to the Avatar, drowning out the virus's roar with his beastial cry as he swung his double-layered fist at the blue seahorse, rotating the blow clockwise as his fist passed his body and pivoting to bring his punch into a mighty uppercut. A burst of flame and a bright flash of energy followed, a massive boom interspersed with the whoosh of mighty wings...
"...The geezer's only half-right, really," Joseph grumbled in the real world, "adaptability's usually necessary, but only when you don't have enough power to win through sheer might." He grinned coldly. What would opponents do when they realized that Frag only used raw power when he felt no need to reveal any of his "aces"?
((Passive Regen1, plz.
1. Take Aim. CHARGE!!!!
2. Untapp'd Heatshot (40 Fire + 8 + 10, Spread), AvatarDragrin2ndForm
3. PhoenixShot1 (90 Fire + 8, Wide), AvatarDragrin2ndForm
4. Block: Creation Blast! (60 + 8, STUN1, 10 HP Object, -15HP to Frag) AvatarDragrin2ndForm
As to the description, short version: It's a Mastery of the Two Layers: Falcon Punch/Shoryuken. I tried.
I'd assume that the punch also had a Buster Attack (8 + 8) thrown in there for giggles, but that's quite irrelevant when you look at the entire thing.
))
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Frag charges forward, and so does the Dragrin, from the looks of it. The virus spirals its claws around it body, before igniting itself in azure flame and launching itself at Frag, who had built up his Futae no Kiwami: Falcon Shoryuken by that time.
The two attacks collided, dealing major damage to both sides. The force of the attacks shattered Frag's new block, as well as his HP Casing
"Quite a show of power there, young warrior. Looks like you're excited my pet into taking it like a man," Knowledge_King chuckled.
The Dragrin growled, trying to move for a bit, it seemed a perfect chance to strike again. Though the stun looked like it would wear off soon.
AvatarDragrin2ndForm: 276 HP
WALLA: 140 HP; WALLB: DELETED; WALLC: 140 HP
Terrain: 100% Normal
Frag.exe: 71 HP [+8 Empower, Slow!]
The two attacks collided, dealing major damage to both sides. The force of the attacks shattered Frag's new block, as well as his HP Casing
"Quite a show of power there, young warrior. Looks like you're excited my pet into taking it like a man," Knowledge_King chuckled.
The Dragrin growled, trying to move for a bit, it seemed a perfect chance to strike again. Though the stun looked like it would wear off soon.
AvatarDragrin2ndForm: 276 HP
WALLA: 140 HP; WALLB: DELETED; WALLC: 140 HP
Terrain: 100% Normal
Frag.exe: 71 HP [+8 Empower, Slow!]
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((The Slow's only for the first turn, Shin. :P))
Total success. Frag was almost taken back--he would actually get to use Plan A.
"Go! Go! Go!" He commanded, as he calculated the trajectories and prepared for the chips. It was time to strike swiftly and decisively--a true demonstration of power!
As the stunned Avatar looked helplessly on, Frag rapidly summoned three bubbles, one red and two blue, to encircle the virus. With a mental command, the BubbleStars converged on the Dragrin, leaving little doubt to its fate. Meanwhile, Frag snagged his other Energybomb, hurling it straight up into the air, to land upon the Dragrin's current position.
Then, he grabbed the Magbolt. "Dynamic Kill!" He declared, as the remnants of his boxy shell turned to face behind him, rows of thrusters extending from the four "wings". Firing all thrusters, he charged forward, directing the Magbolt with both hands as he began to spin, becoming a vortex of raw charged power.
The attack still needed work, but for now, it would do.
"...Giga..."
"...BOLT..."
"...BREEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAKKKKKKKEEEEERRRRRRRR!!!!!" Frag roared, as he thrust past the trapped Dragrin, the Energybomb descending upon its unfortunant victim an instant behind him. Landing upon the solid ground, he swung the Magbolt out on one arm, then dismissed it.
He waited for the ensured explosion, so he could say something witty.
((Passive Regen1, plz
1. BubbleStar1 (30x3 Aqua, one with +8, TRAP) Stunned AvatarDragrin2ndForm.
2. Hurl Energybomb into the sky.
3. Untapp'd Magbolt1 (90 Elec +8 +10, Elec damage DOUBLED if BubbleTrapp'd, STUN) AvatarDragrin2ndForm
4. Energybomb (40x3, +8) AvatarDragrin2ndForm
))
Total success. Frag was almost taken back--he would actually get to use Plan A.
"Go! Go! Go!" He commanded, as he calculated the trajectories and prepared for the chips. It was time to strike swiftly and decisively--a true demonstration of power!
As the stunned Avatar looked helplessly on, Frag rapidly summoned three bubbles, one red and two blue, to encircle the virus. With a mental command, the BubbleStars converged on the Dragrin, leaving little doubt to its fate. Meanwhile, Frag snagged his other Energybomb, hurling it straight up into the air, to land upon the Dragrin's current position.
Then, he grabbed the Magbolt. "Dynamic Kill!" He declared, as the remnants of his boxy shell turned to face behind him, rows of thrusters extending from the four "wings". Firing all thrusters, he charged forward, directing the Magbolt with both hands as he began to spin, becoming a vortex of raw charged power.
The attack still needed work, but for now, it would do.
"...Giga..."
"...BOLT..."
"...BREEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAKKKKKKKEEEEERRRRRRRR!!!!!" Frag roared, as he thrust past the trapped Dragrin, the Energybomb descending upon its unfortunant victim an instant behind him. Landing upon the solid ground, he swung the Magbolt out on one arm, then dismissed it.
He waited for the ensured explosion, so he could say something witty.
((Passive Regen1, plz
1. BubbleStar1 (30x3 Aqua, one with +8, TRAP) Stunned AvatarDragrin2ndForm.
2. Hurl Energybomb into the sky.
3. Untapp'd Magbolt1 (90 Elec +8 +10, Elec damage DOUBLED if BubbleTrapp'd, STUN) AvatarDragrin2ndForm
4. Energybomb (40x3, +8) AvatarDragrin2ndForm
))
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((...))
((Eon's is still better.))
The Dragrin flares up, destroying the approaching Bubblestars, and then is momentarily distracted by the Energybomb going over its head, before Frag slams into it with his Giga Bolt Breaker, despite the azure flames that he had to pass through. The Energybomb crashes onto the Dragrin's head, but... it's still not dead. <<;
Knowledge_King just lets out a low chuckle, amused at the situation.
AvatarDragrin2ndForm: 40 HP
WALLA: 140 HP; WALLB: DELETED; WALLC: 140 HP
Terrain: 100% Normal
Frag.exe: 71 HP [+8 Empower]
((Eon's is still better.))
The Dragrin flares up, destroying the approaching Bubblestars, and then is momentarily distracted by the Energybomb going over its head, before Frag slams into it with his Giga Bolt Breaker, despite the azure flames that he had to pass through. The Energybomb crashes onto the Dragrin's head, but... it's still not dead. <<;
Knowledge_King just lets out a low chuckle, amused at the situation.
AvatarDragrin2ndForm: 40 HP
WALLA: 140 HP; WALLB: DELETED; WALLC: 140 HP
Terrain: 100% Normal
Frag.exe: 71 HP [+8 Empower]
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As his expected explosion never came, Frag reached the obvious conclusion. Turning around with a disappointed sigh, he turned to the still stunned Dragrin.
In the hand that held the Magbolt, Frag summoned what power remained to him. As the charge grew bigger and bigger, Frag began to mutter angrily "See, you could have had a clean deletion... You could have made this a lot easier for the both of us!"
White arcs of energy circled the blast, as it neared completion. "But you had to ruin it, didn't you? You had to ruin my dynamic kill, even after I went to all the trouble of setting it up... Well."
"Now." He raised the arm and the energy blast high above his head, sending one last surge of energy to feed it.
"You." Pointing the blast directly at the recovering Dragrin, Frag let the absolute hopelessness sink in.
"DIE."
((Passive Regen1 plz. You forgot my regen last turn.
1-3. Untapp'd Charged Shot (32 + 10), AvatarDragrin2ndForm
4. Angry speech.
))
In the hand that held the Magbolt, Frag summoned what power remained to him. As the charge grew bigger and bigger, Frag began to mutter angrily "See, you could have had a clean deletion... You could have made this a lot easier for the both of us!"
White arcs of energy circled the blast, as it neared completion. "But you had to ruin it, didn't you? You had to ruin my dynamic kill, even after I went to all the trouble of setting it up... Well."
"Now." He raised the arm and the energy blast high above his head, sending one last surge of energy to feed it.
"You." Pointing the blast directly at the recovering Dragrin, Frag let the absolute hopelessness sink in.
"DIE."
((Passive Regen1 plz. You forgot my regen last turn.
1-3. Untapp'd Charged Shot (32 + 10), AvatarDragrin2ndForm
4. Angry speech.
))
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((Actually, its attacks just do more damage than your Regen holds up for))
Frag calls upon all his love, his anger, and all of his sorrow and blasts the Dragrin to Kingdom Come.
Knowledge_King's voice whistles in surprise, then chuckles.
"It seems your brute force WILL get you your way," the system navi remarked, the walls disabling.
"Add this to one of your little catchphrases. 'I will either find a way, or make one,'" the king advised, before all disappeared before Frag, and he found himself in the normal SciLabs network.
With some reward data too.
AvatarDragrin2ndForm: FRAGGED
WALLA: DISENGAGED; WALLB: DELETED; WALLC: DISENGAGED
Terrain: 100% Normal
Frag.exe: 91 HP
-VICTORY-
Get: Rockcube, 1000z
Frag calls upon all his love, his anger, and all of his sorrow and blasts the Dragrin to Kingdom Come.
Knowledge_King's voice whistles in surprise, then chuckles.
"It seems your brute force WILL get you your way," the system navi remarked, the walls disabling.
"Add this to one of your little catchphrases. 'I will either find a way, or make one,'" the king advised, before all disappeared before Frag, and he found himself in the normal SciLabs network.
With some reward data too.
AvatarDragrin2ndForm: FRAGGED
WALLA: DISENGAGED; WALLB: DELETED; WALLC: DISENGAGED
Terrain: 100% Normal
Frag.exe: 91 HP
-VICTORY-
Get: Rockcube, 1000z
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((Fixed the color tag))
Grabbing the reward data, Frag examined its contents. The battlechip was a real oddity--it was nothing but sheer packed data in a cube, with no offensive capacity nor mobility. However...
"Joseph, thinking what I'm thinking?" Frag grinned, as he imagined the possibilities. Joseph's silence was all he needed.
Reorienting himself, he set off again. The damned turret had to be around here somewhere!
((Battle 9!))
Grabbing the reward data, Frag examined its contents. The battlechip was a real oddity--it was nothing but sheer packed data in a cube, with no offensive capacity nor mobility. However...
"Joseph, thinking what I'm thinking?" Frag grinned, as he imagined the possibilities. Joseph's silence was all he needed.
Reorienting himself, he set off again. The damned turret had to be around here somewhere!
((Battle 9!))
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And, lo and behold, Frag finds a turret. Many turrets, in fact. Fine, they aren't quite the ones he's looking for, but it's close enough, isn't it?
CanodumbA: 50
CanodumbB: 50
CanodumbC: 50
CanodumbD: 50
CanodumbE: 50
CanodumbF: 50
CanodumbG: 50
CanodumbH: 50
CanodumbI: 50
CanodumbJ: 50
CanodumbK: 50
CanodumbL: 50
CanodumbM: 50
CanodumbN: 50
CanodumbO: 50
CanodumbP: 50
Frag: 91
Terrain: 33.33-% Normal (Centered on Frag), 33.33-% Metal (Taken over by Canodumbs A-H), 33.33-% Glass (Taken over by Canodumbs I-P)
-FOR THE SWARM!-
-BATTLE NO.9, COMMENCE!-
CanodumbA: 50
CanodumbB: 50
CanodumbC: 50
CanodumbD: 50
CanodumbE: 50
CanodumbF: 50
CanodumbG: 50
CanodumbH: 50
CanodumbI: 50
CanodumbJ: 50
CanodumbK: 50
CanodumbL: 50
CanodumbM: 50
CanodumbN: 50
CanodumbO: 50
CanodumbP: 50
Frag: 91
Terrain: 33.33-% Normal (Centered on Frag), 33.33-% Metal (Taken over by Canodumbs A-H), 33.33-% Glass (Taken over by Canodumbs I-P)
-FOR THE SWARM!-
-BATTLE NO.9, COMMENCE!-