Sparks flew through the air from the terrain, coalescing into the shape of a navi and shining with a brilliant light before fading to reveal Voltman.
Heh. Good to be back.
Not wasting any time, Voltman dashed forwards, tearing up dust in his wake and swiftly disappearing from view of his starting location in his search of opponents to fight.
Voltman's Revenge
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Voltman runs across three Gunners. They're lined up, forming a barricade in front of Voltman. The field looks fairly plain.
GunnerA: 60
GunnerB: 60
GunnerC: 60
Voltman: 200
Terrain: 100% Normal
Battle 1 Start
GunnerA: 60
GunnerB: 60
GunnerC: 60
Voltman: 200
Terrain: 100% Normal
Battle 1 Start
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(Three enemies, eh? Well, no use in just deleting them wantonly... let's make this interesting... *pulls out an RNG*)
Voltman skidded to a halt as the first group of viruses he was to encounter came into view. The battle routine started, he looked over the group of enemies, ready to see the vile fiends that Scilab had to throw at him.
Three enemies? THREE?!? And here I was actually expecting a fight! Voltman was fuming, stamping his feet and twirling his spear with irritation. Shigeru tried in vain to calm his navi down. We're still in the more populated areas of the net, remember? We won't really see anything that challenging until we go a bit farther out. Voltman's eyes flashed a brighter blue as he let out a snort. I sure hope so. But just to keep things interesting... send me a random group of chips. I'll figure the rest out from there. A few indistinct clicks were heard as Shigeru manually slotted in six chips from the pouch at his belt, not bothering to check the pictures that identified the data contained within. A few moments passed while the data transferred, before a small patch of text appeared within Voltman's visor.
Battlechip routines present: Fireknife, Elecsword, Moonblade1, Drillarm1, Metalzone, Guard2
Voltman groaned. And here he'd thought he'd be breaking his normal trend of battlechip usage with the random selection... Still, no helping it now. He chose the order quickly, and charged into the fray. A belt appeared at his waist as he advanced, sheath and scabbard hanging off of it, a pouch clanging with inner metal appearing at his side. His boots morphed into pure metal, a gleaming shine coming off of them, while an ebony shield with the image of a lightning bolt appeared in one of his hands. Alright, viruses! Have at you! Voltman yelled, drawing the knife from its sheath as he charged at the viruses, his shield in front of him and a layer of crackling electricity covering his armor. The small blade suddenly burst into flame as Voltman wound up his arm, taking aim for the enemies. Swinging well short of the enemies and releasing his grip on the hilt, the blade swished through the air before flaring up in a particularly violent eruption of heat and disappearing from view.
Realizing that what he had just done had left him open to attack, Voltman held up the shield as he moved forward for his second strike, putting his hand on the hilt of the second blade. Zigzagging across the field to try to avoid enemy fire as he neared, Voltman eventually leapt into the air, holding the shield between him and the enemies, and drew the sword as he landed, slashing quickly at another of the enemies as he landed, yellow-orange light trailing in the path of the blade. Not wasting any time, for being in such close proximity to the virus group, he then plunged his hand into the pouch that had appeared at his waist, drawing a curved blade attached to the end of what seemed to be a flexible metal cord. Gripping a coil of the rope with one hand and spinning the weapon in a small circle with his other, Voltman suddenly loosened his grip on the cord and let the blade fly out, swinging through the enemy ranks with deadly speed. Eventually, the weapon dematerialized into small flecks of data, which swiftly dissipated.
All too easy. Voltman commented, forming two orbs of gray energy in his palms, waiting to see if anything had survived for him to finish off.
Overview:
<Passive: Siphon (1-Hit Barrier)>
1. Dodge/Move nearer
2. Fireknife to GunnerA (60, Fire)
3. Guard2 (Reflect up to 120)
4. Elecsword to GunnerB (80, +15 Elemental bonus, Elec)
5. Moonblade1 to GunnerC, A/B if survived (80, B accuracy)
<Passive: Jolt [x2] to anything left (30x2)>
6. Dodge
<Passive: Dynamo (Regen1)>
Voltman skidded to a halt as the first group of viruses he was to encounter came into view. The battle routine started, he looked over the group of enemies, ready to see the vile fiends that Scilab had to throw at him.
Three enemies? THREE?!? And here I was actually expecting a fight! Voltman was fuming, stamping his feet and twirling his spear with irritation. Shigeru tried in vain to calm his navi down. We're still in the more populated areas of the net, remember? We won't really see anything that challenging until we go a bit farther out. Voltman's eyes flashed a brighter blue as he let out a snort. I sure hope so. But just to keep things interesting... send me a random group of chips. I'll figure the rest out from there. A few indistinct clicks were heard as Shigeru manually slotted in six chips from the pouch at his belt, not bothering to check the pictures that identified the data contained within. A few moments passed while the data transferred, before a small patch of text appeared within Voltman's visor.
Battlechip routines present: Fireknife, Elecsword, Moonblade1, Drillarm1, Metalzone, Guard2
Voltman groaned. And here he'd thought he'd be breaking his normal trend of battlechip usage with the random selection... Still, no helping it now. He chose the order quickly, and charged into the fray. A belt appeared at his waist as he advanced, sheath and scabbard hanging off of it, a pouch clanging with inner metal appearing at his side. His boots morphed into pure metal, a gleaming shine coming off of them, while an ebony shield with the image of a lightning bolt appeared in one of his hands. Alright, viruses! Have at you! Voltman yelled, drawing the knife from its sheath as he charged at the viruses, his shield in front of him and a layer of crackling electricity covering his armor. The small blade suddenly burst into flame as Voltman wound up his arm, taking aim for the enemies. Swinging well short of the enemies and releasing his grip on the hilt, the blade swished through the air before flaring up in a particularly violent eruption of heat and disappearing from view.
Realizing that what he had just done had left him open to attack, Voltman held up the shield as he moved forward for his second strike, putting his hand on the hilt of the second blade. Zigzagging across the field to try to avoid enemy fire as he neared, Voltman eventually leapt into the air, holding the shield between him and the enemies, and drew the sword as he landed, slashing quickly at another of the enemies as he landed, yellow-orange light trailing in the path of the blade. Not wasting any time, for being in such close proximity to the virus group, he then plunged his hand into the pouch that had appeared at his waist, drawing a curved blade attached to the end of what seemed to be a flexible metal cord. Gripping a coil of the rope with one hand and spinning the weapon in a small circle with his other, Voltman suddenly loosened his grip on the cord and let the blade fly out, swinging through the enemy ranks with deadly speed. Eventually, the weapon dematerialized into small flecks of data, which swiftly dissipated.
All too easy. Voltman commented, forming two orbs of gray energy in his palms, waiting to see if anything had survived for him to finish off.
Overview:
<Passive: Siphon (1-Hit Barrier)>
1. Dodge/Move nearer
2. Fireknife to GunnerA (60, Fire)
3. Guard2 (Reflect up to 120)
4. Elecsword to GunnerB (80, +15 Elemental bonus, Elec)
5. Moonblade1 to GunnerC, A/B if survived (80, B accuracy)
<Passive: Jolt [x2] to anything left (30x2)>
6. Dodge
<Passive: Dynamo (Regen1)>
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Voltman sighs, building up a layer defense from the energy around him, before charging into the virus fray. A Gunner fires recklessly and wildly at the incoming navi, but the shot that would've hit just blows off the barrier. Undeterred, the electric swordsman stabs his fireknife into the core programs of a Gunner virus, eradicating it in a flaming burst of death.
Hurriedly throwing up a Guard2 as another Gunner attacks, Voltman repels the assault, stunning the Gunner for a moment before the navi finished it off with a devastating slash from a harmoniously elemental blade.
Glaring at the last virus, Voltman whips out a curved blade and sent it flying fiercely at the single opponent. The virus shrieked in terror, before being deleted.
So yeah, Voltman wins.
GunnerA: DELETED
GunnerB: DELETED
GunnerC: DELETED
Voltman: 200
Terrain: 100% Normal
-VICTORY-
Get: MachineGun1
Hurriedly throwing up a Guard2 as another Gunner attacks, Voltman repels the assault, stunning the Gunner for a moment before the navi finished it off with a devastating slash from a harmoniously elemental blade.
Glaring at the last virus, Voltman whips out a curved blade and sent it flying fiercely at the single opponent. The virus shrieked in terror, before being deleted.
So yeah, Voltman wins.
GunnerA: DELETED
GunnerB: DELETED
GunnerC: DELETED
Voltman: 200
Terrain: 100% Normal
-VICTORY-
Get: MachineGun1
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Voltman pocketed the dropped chip, and listened intently for any signs of more viruses. None forthcoming, he continued on.
All too easy...
(Battle 2, 200 HP)
All too easy...
(Battle 2, 200 HP)
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Tapping along the bustling network highway that was SciLabs, Voltman searched for more battles like his last run here had brought, but that was for later.
But he did come across some worthy opponents as a cannonball nearly nicked him in the ear. The mischievous virus that had almost blown the swordsman back snickered before popping back into its tank.
CatackA: 120 HP (Metal)
CatackB: 120 HP
ElecOgreA: 120 HP (Metal)
ElecOgreB: 120 HP
PulseBulbA: 120 HP [IronBody] (Metal)
PulseBulbB: 120 HP [IronBody]
Terrain: 50% Normal, 50% Metal (checkerboard)
Voltman.exe: 200 HP
-BATTLE 2-
-ROUTINE, SET-
-EXECUTE-
But he did come across some worthy opponents as a cannonball nearly nicked him in the ear. The mischievous virus that had almost blown the swordsman back snickered before popping back into its tank.
CatackA: 120 HP (Metal)
CatackB: 120 HP
ElecOgreA: 120 HP (Metal)
ElecOgreB: 120 HP
PulseBulbA: 120 HP [IronBody] (Metal)
PulseBulbB: 120 HP [IronBody]
Terrain: 50% Normal, 50% Metal (checkerboard)
Voltman.exe: 200 HP
-BATTLE 2-
-ROUTINE, SET-
-EXECUTE-