You cannot be serious, Pianissimo thought as he descended the smokestack and heard the Bird God's speech. Did this stupid thing even know how to properly infiltrate a facility? Going down the smokestack rather than breaking down the front door was a start, but did he really have to announce his presence and intentions?
And, of course, before Pianissimo could do anything to adapt to the situation, he landed as well and was immediately sighted by the attention the Bird God had attracted.
Yes, thanks to that self-damned statue, I have not only been noticed, but marked as an enemy by my targets before I can even do anything. I am never, ever working with this statue again, no matter what the pay. This is not worth the trouble. And I'm going to have a few words with Duke about what missions he accepts when this is over.
The assassin fell into a fighting stance as well, drawing his katana and thinking about how nice it would be if the statue wasn't so well known around here and could actually serve as a suitable distraction.
Oh well, he thought, feinting towards the navi directly in front of him. He drew his blade back to strike, but instead dashed to the left, aiming a deadly arcing slash at the navi on that side.
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1. Feint/Dodge
*Speed of Darkness: Move toward NormalNaviA
2. Silencer: 150 slashing to NormalNaviA
-splice-
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Assassination: a job designed to kill the most powerful and influential people in the world. The ultimate rule is to not ask why. The assassin's duty is to kill the target at the client's request, no questions asked. Right and wrong have no place in this profession.
Yet... There was something inherently cruel about a professional killer beating up on a blue-collar worker like this.
"GYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!
"Abe!"
"Don't die on us, man!"
NormalNaviA, apparently designated as Abe, took Pianissimo's blade straight across the chest, surviving by nothing but a single thread called UnderShirt. Since this was a matchup of a skilled fighter and a day-shift data processor, it was probably to be expected that Abe crumpled to the ground so quickly that it almost seemed like he would have fallen even if Pianissimo didn't hit him.
NormalNavis B and C, who clearly had yet to be given real names, got down on their knees to support their friend, skipping the fact that there was a powerful assassin looming over them.
*gasp**gasp*
"Breath Abe, breath!"
"Just hang on until the boss comes, man!"
"Ha ha! Excellent attack, Warrior Pianissimo! The Bird God will stand back and leave this in your capable hands! The Bird God is pleased! The Bird God has spoken!" cackled the lord of all things airy, demeaning the potentially last breaths of this run of the mill worker Navi who woke up this morning with a smile and thoughts that this would be a good day. Poor Abe.
Pianissimo.exe: 140 HP (In front of Abe)
Bird God.???: ??? HP (Next to the smokestack)
NormalNaviAbe: 1 HP (Crumpled on the floor)
NormalNaviB: 150 HP (To Abe's left)
NormalNaviC: 150 HP (To Abe's right)
Terrain: 100% Normal (Factory floor)
Objects: Conveyor belts x ??? (Strung throughout factory), Data packets x ??? (On conveyor belts)
Yet... There was something inherently cruel about a professional killer beating up on a blue-collar worker like this.
"GYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!
"Abe!"
"Don't die on us, man!"
NormalNaviA, apparently designated as Abe, took Pianissimo's blade straight across the chest, surviving by nothing but a single thread called UnderShirt. Since this was a matchup of a skilled fighter and a day-shift data processor, it was probably to be expected that Abe crumpled to the ground so quickly that it almost seemed like he would have fallen even if Pianissimo didn't hit him.
NormalNavis B and C, who clearly had yet to be given real names, got down on their knees to support their friend, skipping the fact that there was a powerful assassin looming over them.
*gasp**gasp*
"Breath Abe, breath!"
"Just hang on until the boss comes, man!"
"Ha ha! Excellent attack, Warrior Pianissimo! The Bird God will stand back and leave this in your capable hands! The Bird God is pleased! The Bird God has spoken!" cackled the lord of all things airy, demeaning the potentially last breaths of this run of the mill worker Navi who woke up this morning with a smile and thoughts that this would be a good day. Poor Abe.
Pianissimo.exe: 140 HP (In front of Abe)
Bird God.???: ??? HP (Next to the smokestack)
NormalNaviAbe: 1 HP (Crumpled on the floor)
NormalNaviB: 150 HP (To Abe's left)
NormalNaviC: 150 HP (To Abe's right)
Terrain: 100% Normal (Factory floor)
Objects: Conveyor belts x ??? (Strung throughout factory), Data packets x ??? (On conveyor belts)
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Pianissimo chose not wait for the other two navis and resumed the attack. Duke jammed two chips into the PET, the first of which went to Pianissimo's blade instantly. He swung it in a wide arc, high enough to avoid catching the fallen navi but not so much for the other two navis to be so lucky.
As he reached the end of his swing, the assassin took a step back and sheathed the weapon, breaking the widesword data in the process. He then took another step back, and then again until he was veiled in shadow. From there, he knelt down and pressed one hand to the floor. The hand pulsed, and from under one of the not-yet-almost-dead navis a column of violet light and energy erupted from the ground.
Once it faded, Pianissimo had done so as well, melting into the shadow until nothing was left. It wasn't long before he reappeared, however, from right behind the third navi. Somewhere in transit, he had unsheathed his blade again, and as soon as he had fully materialized he once again let loose a powerful slash at the target.
Afterwards, however, he stood up, stepped away again, and spoke to the navis. "You three have one chance to see yourself out of this situation. I suggest you take it. Now."
Over a private line, Duke questioned his actions. "Are you sure that's a good idea?"
"You lost your right to judge what's a good idea when you took this mission. As for these three, they don't have to have anything to do with this. I'm simply giving them that choice.
"Of course, if they choose to stay and fight me, I'm not going to stop them from doing that."
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3. WideSword NormalNavi B and C - 80 each
4. Powerbolt NormalNavi B - 70+seeking
5. Cloak and Dagger NormalNavi C - Teleport+70 slashing
6. Offer navis their one and only chance to GTFO
As he reached the end of his swing, the assassin took a step back and sheathed the weapon, breaking the widesword data in the process. He then took another step back, and then again until he was veiled in shadow. From there, he knelt down and pressed one hand to the floor. The hand pulsed, and from under one of the not-yet-almost-dead navis a column of violet light and energy erupted from the ground.
Once it faded, Pianissimo had done so as well, melting into the shadow until nothing was left. It wasn't long before he reappeared, however, from right behind the third navi. Somewhere in transit, he had unsheathed his blade again, and as soon as he had fully materialized he once again let loose a powerful slash at the target.
Afterwards, however, he stood up, stepped away again, and spoke to the navis. "You three have one chance to see yourself out of this situation. I suggest you take it. Now."
Over a private line, Duke questioned his actions. "Are you sure that's a good idea?"
"You lost your right to judge what's a good idea when you took this mission. As for these three, they don't have to have anything to do with this. I'm simply giving them that choice.
"Of course, if they choose to stay and fight me, I'm not going to stop them from doing that."
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3. WideSword NormalNavi B and C - 80 each
4. Powerbolt NormalNavi B - 70+seeking
5. Cloak and Dagger NormalNavi C - Teleport+70 slashing
6. Offer navis their one and only chance to GTFO
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Upon Pianissimo's shameless act of brutality, NormalNavis B and C, who shall remain nameless, fell to the ground at Abe's side, left speechless by the sheer damage wrought upon them. Pianissimo offered them a chance to escape, but being unable to speak, running away didn't really seem like much of an option. These 3 weren't combat Navis. They couldn't possibly stand up to someone like Pianissimo.
Abe, who had more time to recoup than his coworkers, managed to feebly prop himself up on his elbows and look at Pianissimo. "This job... is all we have... Our Operators need the money... Boss took us in knowing that... We won't... let you take away his generosity..."
"MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEN!!!" roared a loud, booming voice throughout the factory. The sheer volume shook B and C back to their senses.
"Boss...!"
"Boss...!"
"Boss...!"
The mighty shout was followed quickly by an even louder crash as a massive figure leaped from a balcony overlooking the factory floor and landed just a few feet away from the group. One glance was all Pianissimo needed to understand that this guy was... big. A blocky, metallic body that stood probably somewhere in the 8 foot range was looming over him. There was a hazard orange hardhat on his head, and his beard... was made of shrapnel?
Dun't yah guys be lookin' fer sympathy from dis guy! Eh's a professional!" grunted the "Boss" from behind steel-plated teeth. "I'll 'andle 'im, so git outta 'ere!"
"We can't, Boss..."
"I can't feel my legs..."
"Totally stuck, Boss..."
"Bah, fine! C'mere." grumbled the Boss as he scooped up all 3 of the NormalNavis in his left hand, which Pianissimo noticed had drill bits for fingers. "Yah wait fer a minute." he said to Pianissimo as he stomped over to one of the conveyor belts. He tossed the trio of NormalNavis on it and flipped a switch, sending the track in motion and them into the next room.
"A'ight. I see yah got sum 'elp dis time, Bird God. Finally realized dis factory ain't goin' down dat easy, eh? Gheheheheh!" laughed the imposing Navi at the Bird God's expense.
"The Bird God is offended by your heretical babble, IndustryMan! It was merely the whim of the Bird God to bring Warrior Pianissimo along! The Bird God could easily destroy this factory by the Bird God's self, but the Bird God enjoys seeing Warrior Pianissimo's work!"
"Gheheheheheheheheh! Is dat what yer tellin' yerself now?" laughed the Navi now known as IndustryMan again. "Well, whatever. Yer Pianissimo, eh?" asked IndustryMan as he pointed a finger on his right hand at the assassin, revealing that those fingers were actually torch welders. "I dunno why yer 'elpin' da Bird God, and I dun' really care. All yah got to know is dat I ain't gonna let you take dis factory dat easy." The imposing figure over Pianissimo became even more imposing as IndustryMan took his stance.
Pianissimo.exe: 140 HP (In front of IndustryMan)
Bird God.???: ??? HP (Next to the smokestack)
IndustryMan.exe: 500 HP (In front of Pianissimo)
Terrain: 100% Normal (Factory floor)
Objects: Conveyor belts x ??? (Strung throughout factory), Data packets x ??? (On conveyor belts)
Abe, who had more time to recoup than his coworkers, managed to feebly prop himself up on his elbows and look at Pianissimo. "This job... is all we have... Our Operators need the money... Boss took us in knowing that... We won't... let you take away his generosity..."
"MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEN!!!" roared a loud, booming voice throughout the factory. The sheer volume shook B and C back to their senses.
"Boss...!"
"Boss...!"
"Boss...!"
The mighty shout was followed quickly by an even louder crash as a massive figure leaped from a balcony overlooking the factory floor and landed just a few feet away from the group. One glance was all Pianissimo needed to understand that this guy was... big. A blocky, metallic body that stood probably somewhere in the 8 foot range was looming over him. There was a hazard orange hardhat on his head, and his beard... was made of shrapnel?
Dun't yah guys be lookin' fer sympathy from dis guy! Eh's a professional!" grunted the "Boss" from behind steel-plated teeth. "I'll 'andle 'im, so git outta 'ere!"
"We can't, Boss..."
"I can't feel my legs..."
"Totally stuck, Boss..."
"Bah, fine! C'mere." grumbled the Boss as he scooped up all 3 of the NormalNavis in his left hand, which Pianissimo noticed had drill bits for fingers. "Yah wait fer a minute." he said to Pianissimo as he stomped over to one of the conveyor belts. He tossed the trio of NormalNavis on it and flipped a switch, sending the track in motion and them into the next room.
"A'ight. I see yah got sum 'elp dis time, Bird God. Finally realized dis factory ain't goin' down dat easy, eh? Gheheheheh!" laughed the imposing Navi at the Bird God's expense.
"The Bird God is offended by your heretical babble, IndustryMan! It was merely the whim of the Bird God to bring Warrior Pianissimo along! The Bird God could easily destroy this factory by the Bird God's self, but the Bird God enjoys seeing Warrior Pianissimo's work!"
"Gheheheheheheheheh! Is dat what yer tellin' yerself now?" laughed the Navi now known as IndustryMan again. "Well, whatever. Yer Pianissimo, eh?" asked IndustryMan as he pointed a finger on his right hand at the assassin, revealing that those fingers were actually torch welders. "I dunno why yer 'elpin' da Bird God, and I dun' really care. All yah got to know is dat I ain't gonna let you take dis factory dat easy." The imposing figure over Pianissimo became even more imposing as IndustryMan took his stance.
Pianissimo.exe: 140 HP (In front of IndustryMan)
Bird God.???: ??? HP (Next to the smokestack)
IndustryMan.exe: 500 HP (In front of Pianissimo)
Terrain: 100% Normal (Factory floor)
Objects: Conveyor belts x ??? (Strung throughout factory), Data packets x ??? (On conveyor belts)
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"Nothing personal," Pianissimo responded, re-taking his own fighting stance. "It's a job, nothing more. As he finished, he made to rush directly into IndustryMan...and in fact did exactly that. Only he kept going, propelled by a recently slotted-in DashAttack. He let his momentum carry him onto the conveyor belt on which the navi had sent off the three workers, but instead of stopping or continuing his dash, he simply disappeared.
From the massive juggernaut of industry's right flank, the assassin reappeared out of shadow, still carrying the momentum of his dash. He made a second pass, attempting to strike the navi a second time as he moved. Once he had cleared IndustryMan the second time, he vanished again.
This time, he opted to reappear from above, not so much falling as dashing directly toward IndustryMan and, by extension, the ground. His katana cut through the air as he fell, moving as though on its own as it drew a wide locus through the air intended to cut right through the head of the industrial giant.
It was at this point that the assassin would run into a small problem. That being that he was currently barreling head-first at high speed directly into the ground. Though the stepsword would slow him down slightly, he was still in for a serious head injury. He angled his head toward the ceiling, acknowledging for the first time the sheer size of his opponent, and thought of a plan in a split second. "Varitails, now," he said over the radio. Fortunately, Duke had already suspected he might need it in the fight, and was able to slot it in just in time for Pianissimo to download it, materialize it, and sling the nine-tailed whip at IndustryMan's head.
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1. Dashattack IndustryMan: 90, can hit up to five
2. AreaGrab mid-dash to right of IndustryMan
-DashAttack continues: 90 again
3. StepSword: Teleport above IndustryMan mid-dash, 120 slashing (and possibly 90 more from a third pass, but that's probably pushing it)
4. Varitails: 10x9 slashing, attempt to use tails as grappling hook aimed at IndustryMan's head
-splice-
From the massive juggernaut of industry's right flank, the assassin reappeared out of shadow, still carrying the momentum of his dash. He made a second pass, attempting to strike the navi a second time as he moved. Once he had cleared IndustryMan the second time, he vanished again.
This time, he opted to reappear from above, not so much falling as dashing directly toward IndustryMan and, by extension, the ground. His katana cut through the air as he fell, moving as though on its own as it drew a wide locus through the air intended to cut right through the head of the industrial giant.
It was at this point that the assassin would run into a small problem. That being that he was currently barreling head-first at high speed directly into the ground. Though the stepsword would slow him down slightly, he was still in for a serious head injury. He angled his head toward the ceiling, acknowledging for the first time the sheer size of his opponent, and thought of a plan in a split second. "Varitails, now," he said over the radio. Fortunately, Duke had already suspected he might need it in the fight, and was able to slot it in just in time for Pianissimo to download it, materialize it, and sling the nine-tailed whip at IndustryMan's head.
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1. Dashattack IndustryMan: 90, can hit up to five
2. AreaGrab mid-dash to right of IndustryMan
-DashAttack continues: 90 again
3. StepSword: Teleport above IndustryMan mid-dash, 120 slashing (and possibly 90 more from a third pass, but that's probably pushing it)
4. Varitails: 10x9 slashing, attempt to use tails as grappling hook aimed at IndustryMan's head
-splice-
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Both fighters stood ready to wage war with this factory as the spoils. It was Pianissimo, though, who took the first initiative. He equipped Duke's DashAttack and plowed right into IndustryMan.
*crunch*
... To the effect of the DashAttack itself compacting like an accordion, and Pianissimo bouncing harmlessly off IndustryMan's steel body. "Gheheheheh! Yer gunna 'ave to do better dan dat, pal! Dis body of mahn 'as seen more lickings dan you've dished out in yer entire life!" laughed IndustryMan as he puffed his metal chest out arrogantly. Pianissimo was planning to take another shot at this lummox, but... Well, one glance at the pancake formerly known as his DashAttack said otherwise. Duke reluctantly slipped his AreaGrab back into his folder, seeing no need to waste it here (AreaGrab not used).
Not one to be easily discouraged, though, Pianissimo teleported this time through the powers of his StepSword to appear in the air above IndustryMan's head. A quick slash of the blade sent a wave of insanely high pressure air barreling towards the industrial giant, who in the split second of this event, could only manage to raise his left arm up in defense to protect his head. The air wave gashed into IndustryMan's arm, leaving a fair cut across the steel plate of the Navi's limb.
"Ha ha, the Bird God is pleased! Seeing Warrior Pianissimo cut through IndustryMan's body makes the Bird God giddy with excitement in ways that the Bird God has never known! The Bird God has spoken!"
Pianissimo hastily moved onto his next attack, possibly to end this fight ASAP and hope to never learn what kinds of "excitement" the Bird God was feeling right now. With a quick command, a Varitails was now at the assassin's disposal. As he continued to fall, he flicked the whips out to possibly strangle IndustryMan, but the metallic monster had other ideas. With his left arm already raised from the previous attack, he stuck it out towards the incoming whips and turned on his drill bit fingers. The quintet of drills whirred to life as they made contact with the Varitails, and IndustryMan's plan quickly became apparent as a result. The rapid spinning of the drill bits caught one of the whips in motion and got it completely tangled up in IndustryMan's hand, and the other 8 whips were quick to follow. Before Pianissimo could register what the hell just happened, IndustryMan shouted "'eave 'o!" with a grunt as he tugged on whips connect him to his opponent. The raw strength of the metallic Navi had no equal in this battle, causing Pianissimo to be dragged through the air and eventually slammed into the ground with a loud thud.
Pianissimo.exe: 120 HP (In front of IndustryMan)
Bird God.???: ??? HP (Next to the smokestack)
IndustryMan.exe: 380 HP (In front of Pianissimo)
Terrain: 100% Normal (Factory floor)
Objects: Conveyor belts x ??? (Strung throughout factory), Data packets x ??? (On conveyor belts)
*crunch*
... To the effect of the DashAttack itself compacting like an accordion, and Pianissimo bouncing harmlessly off IndustryMan's steel body. "Gheheheheh! Yer gunna 'ave to do better dan dat, pal! Dis body of mahn 'as seen more lickings dan you've dished out in yer entire life!" laughed IndustryMan as he puffed his metal chest out arrogantly. Pianissimo was planning to take another shot at this lummox, but... Well, one glance at the pancake formerly known as his DashAttack said otherwise. Duke reluctantly slipped his AreaGrab back into his folder, seeing no need to waste it here (AreaGrab not used).
Not one to be easily discouraged, though, Pianissimo teleported this time through the powers of his StepSword to appear in the air above IndustryMan's head. A quick slash of the blade sent a wave of insanely high pressure air barreling towards the industrial giant, who in the split second of this event, could only manage to raise his left arm up in defense to protect his head. The air wave gashed into IndustryMan's arm, leaving a fair cut across the steel plate of the Navi's limb.
"Ha ha, the Bird God is pleased! Seeing Warrior Pianissimo cut through IndustryMan's body makes the Bird God giddy with excitement in ways that the Bird God has never known! The Bird God has spoken!"
Pianissimo hastily moved onto his next attack, possibly to end this fight ASAP and hope to never learn what kinds of "excitement" the Bird God was feeling right now. With a quick command, a Varitails was now at the assassin's disposal. As he continued to fall, he flicked the whips out to possibly strangle IndustryMan, but the metallic monster had other ideas. With his left arm already raised from the previous attack, he stuck it out towards the incoming whips and turned on his drill bit fingers. The quintet of drills whirred to life as they made contact with the Varitails, and IndustryMan's plan quickly became apparent as a result. The rapid spinning of the drill bits caught one of the whips in motion and got it completely tangled up in IndustryMan's hand, and the other 8 whips were quick to follow. Before Pianissimo could register what the hell just happened, IndustryMan shouted "'eave 'o!" with a grunt as he tugged on whips connect him to his opponent. The raw strength of the metallic Navi had no equal in this battle, causing Pianissimo to be dragged through the air and eventually slammed into the ground with a loud thud.
Pianissimo.exe: 120 HP (In front of IndustryMan)
Bird God.???: ??? HP (Next to the smokestack)
IndustryMan.exe: 380 HP (In front of Pianissimo)
Terrain: 100% Normal (Factory floor)
Objects: Conveyor belts x ??? (Strung throughout factory), Data packets x ??? (On conveyor belts)
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Pianissimo was no stranger to being slammed into the ground.
In fact, had he not tried to use the varitails chip to swing around IndustryMan and right himself, that's exactly what would have happened anyway.
Somehow, though, being slammed into the ground via the very thing that was supposed to keep him from being slammed into the ground, by the enemy of the one who was talking about 'excitement' he didn't want at all to know about (and by extension, his own enemy at the moment), seemed just a little ridiculous.
He stood up, unsteady at first, but managed to get to his feet looking little more than a bit dazed. As soon as he did, however, he knelt back down to the ground. He wordlessly requested three more chips, which Duke readily sent. "Now then..." he whispered to himself, "let's test that theory."
From his hands, a faintly glowing red aura pulsed into and through the ground. As the armored gloves returned to normal, a wall of flames rose up from under IndustryMan, serving the dual purpose of a reasonably powerful fire attack and hopefully obscuring the industrial juggernaut's vision, at least for a moment. In the second that followed, the assassin drew his katana again and slashed through the air, cutting through soundwaves themselves in the process and allowing silence to fall over the factory.
As silence fell, he made for the nearest conveyor belt and vaulted over to crouch behind it. There he waited, as the signature talons of a RageClaw chip began to materialize on his hand.
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5. Flameline: 70 fire, line @IndustryMan
6. Enjoy the Silence: silence effect, gain 5 instances of Strengthen30
*Speed of Darkness: Move behind nearest conveyor belt
In fact, had he not tried to use the varitails chip to swing around IndustryMan and right himself, that's exactly what would have happened anyway.
Somehow, though, being slammed into the ground via the very thing that was supposed to keep him from being slammed into the ground, by the enemy of the one who was talking about 'excitement' he didn't want at all to know about (and by extension, his own enemy at the moment), seemed just a little ridiculous.
He stood up, unsteady at first, but managed to get to his feet looking little more than a bit dazed. As soon as he did, however, he knelt back down to the ground. He wordlessly requested three more chips, which Duke readily sent. "Now then..." he whispered to himself, "let's test that theory."
From his hands, a faintly glowing red aura pulsed into and through the ground. As the armored gloves returned to normal, a wall of flames rose up from under IndustryMan, serving the dual purpose of a reasonably powerful fire attack and hopefully obscuring the industrial juggernaut's vision, at least for a moment. In the second that followed, the assassin drew his katana again and slashed through the air, cutting through soundwaves themselves in the process and allowing silence to fall over the factory.
As silence fell, he made for the nearest conveyor belt and vaulted over to crouch behind it. There he waited, as the signature talons of a RageClaw chip began to materialize on his hand.
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5. Flameline: 70 fire, line @IndustryMan
6. Enjoy the Silence: silence effect, gain 5 instances of Strengthen30
*Speed of Darkness: Move behind nearest conveyor belt
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With the speed expected of an assassin, Pianissimo quickly recovered from the impact of being slammed to the ground and countered with his next chip. He touched the ground with his hand, and out of it rose a pillar of fire that marched through the factory and towards IndustryMan. The metallic manager made little effort to evade it, and as the attack struck and began scorching IndustryMan's steel frame, Pianissimo took the chance to prepare for something big.
All the sounds in the factory were muted for just a second as Pianissimo cut through the air and powered up his blade. As the silence began to fade, Pianissimo ran to and leaped over the nearest conveyor belt, crouching behind it has he loaded his next chip.
"Gheheheheheh!" echoed IndustryMan's laugh as the first sound to break the silence. "Dat's a neat trick, guy, but yer gunna 'ave to do better dan dat if yah want to shut meh up!" Pianissimo's diversion successfully made IndustryMan loose track of his opponent, but both of them knew plenty well that IndustryMan's voice was booming enough that it didn't really matter where Pianissimo was hiding.
"While yer diddlin' around wit whatever, why dun't I tell yah a little story to pass deh time?" announced IndustryMan after glancing around the factory for his opponent for a few moments unsuccessfully.
"The Bird God has no interest in the stories of a heretic, IndustryMan! The Bird God would rather listen to 10 of the Bird God's stories than even one of yours! The Bird God has spoken!"
"No one asked yeh, yuh big golden paperweight." grunted IndustryMan. "Anyway, dis factory is one of a dozen or so data refineries on dah Net. Dah data refineries take raw data 'arvested, mined, looted, whateva, and reformat it into a filetype dat's easy to modify. From dere we ship deh reformatted data to other factories that turn it into NC parts, non-viral Battlechips, system upgrades, yah name it. Yah know what dat means, right? Factories like dis one are the source of dern-near every Navi's virus-bustin' aresnal!"
"The Bird God does not care! This factory is a blight upon the Bird God's skies, so there is no way that it is capable of doing any good! The Bird God is not pleased by these lies! The Bird God has spoken!"
In the mind of IndustryMan, the Bird God had finally been demoted to the level of something to just ignore. Which IndustryMan did. "If one of dese factories got shut down, deh other factories'd haf to pick up deh load, which would raise deh operating costs of each factory up something fierce. Dem higher expenditures would carry over to deh secondary factories, and dey'd 'ave to raise the price on deh products again. Then deh retails stores dat sell deh stuff would take a hit 'cause dey 'ave to buy deh upgrades and chips at a 'igher rate, so then deh sellers would 'ave to mark up deh prices of everythin'...
"IT'S MACROECONOMICS!"
Pianissimo.exe: 120 HP (Hiding behind conveyor belt)
Bird God.???: ??? HP (Next to the smokestack)
IndustryMan.exe: 310 HP (Middle of factory floor)
Terrain: 100% Normal (Factory floor)
Objects: Conveyor belts x ??? (Strung throughout factory), Data packets x ??? (On conveyor belts)
All the sounds in the factory were muted for just a second as Pianissimo cut through the air and powered up his blade. As the silence began to fade, Pianissimo ran to and leaped over the nearest conveyor belt, crouching behind it has he loaded his next chip.
"Gheheheheheh!" echoed IndustryMan's laugh as the first sound to break the silence. "Dat's a neat trick, guy, but yer gunna 'ave to do better dan dat if yah want to shut meh up!" Pianissimo's diversion successfully made IndustryMan loose track of his opponent, but both of them knew plenty well that IndustryMan's voice was booming enough that it didn't really matter where Pianissimo was hiding.
"While yer diddlin' around wit whatever, why dun't I tell yah a little story to pass deh time?" announced IndustryMan after glancing around the factory for his opponent for a few moments unsuccessfully.
"The Bird God has no interest in the stories of a heretic, IndustryMan! The Bird God would rather listen to 10 of the Bird God's stories than even one of yours! The Bird God has spoken!"
"No one asked yeh, yuh big golden paperweight." grunted IndustryMan. "Anyway, dis factory is one of a dozen or so data refineries on dah Net. Dah data refineries take raw data 'arvested, mined, looted, whateva, and reformat it into a filetype dat's easy to modify. From dere we ship deh reformatted data to other factories that turn it into NC parts, non-viral Battlechips, system upgrades, yah name it. Yah know what dat means, right? Factories like dis one are the source of dern-near every Navi's virus-bustin' aresnal!"
"The Bird God does not care! This factory is a blight upon the Bird God's skies, so there is no way that it is capable of doing any good! The Bird God is not pleased by these lies! The Bird God has spoken!"
In the mind of IndustryMan, the Bird God had finally been demoted to the level of something to just ignore. Which IndustryMan did. "If one of dese factories got shut down, deh other factories'd haf to pick up deh load, which would raise deh operating costs of each factory up something fierce. Dem higher expenditures would carry over to deh secondary factories, and dey'd 'ave to raise the price on deh products again. Then deh retails stores dat sell deh stuff would take a hit 'cause dey 'ave to buy deh upgrades and chips at a 'igher rate, so then deh sellers would 'ave to mark up deh prices of everythin'...
"IT'S MACROECONOMICS!"
Pianissimo.exe: 120 HP (Hiding behind conveyor belt)
Bird God.???: ??? HP (Next to the smokestack)
IndustryMan.exe: 310 HP (Middle of factory floor)
Terrain: 100% Normal (Factory floor)
Objects: Conveyor belts x ??? (Strung throughout factory), Data packets x ??? (On conveyor belts)
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Pianissimo listened quietly and stayed hidden while the industrial giant loudly told his story and the Bird God complained and acted self-important, all three each doing one of the things they were best at. The assassin considered IndustryMan's story marginally interesting at best, though since he suspected its purpose to be dissuading him from doing his job, he filed it under things he shouldn't care about. One thing did catch his attention though, that being the Bird God's comment that 'The Bird God would rather listen to 10 of the Bird God's stories than even one of yours!' In context, the statement was just the Bird God complaining about the factory and IndustryMan some more, but by itself Pianissimo had to wonder if it was a confession that even the Bird God thought the Bird God talked too much.
As IndustryMan went through the consequences of shutting down the factory, Pianissimo reflected on what all chips he'd used in the past and how many of them Duke had actually bought, using the number to decide if he should actually care. While he was considering, the giant finished with 'IT'S MACROECONOMICS!'
Nope, you lost me.
Before he continued with any form of attack on IndustryMan, he gathered some of the energy from the silent effect he had used in his diversion and launched it at the Bird God. I think it's time for a certain statue to shut up, he thought. This done, he focused back on IndustryMan, peeking out from behind the conveyor belt just as a glimmer of red light flashed across the surface of his helmet's eyepieces. Seconds later, a patch of lava bubbled up from under IndustryMan, invisible to his eyes, while from his perspective the entire factory began to crash down around him. In an instant it was transformed from a relatively undamaged battlefield to a hellish burning waste defined by crumbling ceiling, destroyed equipment, and a section that had just exploded, with the remains of several factory workers among the wreckage. Pianissimo suspected this illusion wouldn't be as good at keeping IndustryMan in one place as was normal for this ability, but it would at least serve as a decent distraction. He put the finishing touches on the illusion by placing another explosion near where he was actually hiding, and tossed a datapacket at IndustryMan in reality to (hopefully) add a touch of realism to the scene.
This accomplished, he vacated his hiding spot and moved to another conveyor belt, just in case IndustryMan recognized that the ruined factory he saw was a fake. From his new position, he requested more chips. The first he threw, an EnergyBomb.
The second materialized encased on his arm, overwriting the RageClaw that had gone largely unused. It took the form of the end of a fire hose. Pianissimo took aim at IndustryMan with it and fired a concentrated burst of bubbles. If he was lucky, IndustryMan would still be in a position where the bubble attack would also hit the lava puddle.
These two attacks expended, the bubble gun disintegrated, leaving a normal armored hand in its place. He extended it and focused the data from the third chip into it, creating a wind vortex designed to damage and pull IndustryMan toward him, and possibly bring more datapackets from other conveyor belts with him.
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1. Deep Silent Complete to Bird God: inflict Silence - Attempt to shut up the Bird God
2. Nightmares to IndustryMan: illusion of the factory being destroyed, lava panel underneath IndustryMan
3. Rageclaw: throw datapacket at IndustryMan
*Speed of Darkness: Move to somewhere Pianissimo didn't just throw a datapacket from
4. Energybomb IndustryMan: 40x3 (+30 from EtS to first hit)
5. Bubbler IndustryMan: 50+spread (+50 if IndustryMan is still on lava) (+30 from EtS)
6. AirStorm2 IndustryMan: 60+pull - attempt to draw in several datapackets with/at IndustryMan
As IndustryMan went through the consequences of shutting down the factory, Pianissimo reflected on what all chips he'd used in the past and how many of them Duke had actually bought, using the number to decide if he should actually care. While he was considering, the giant finished with 'IT'S MACROECONOMICS!'
Nope, you lost me.
Before he continued with any form of attack on IndustryMan, he gathered some of the energy from the silent effect he had used in his diversion and launched it at the Bird God. I think it's time for a certain statue to shut up, he thought. This done, he focused back on IndustryMan, peeking out from behind the conveyor belt just as a glimmer of red light flashed across the surface of his helmet's eyepieces. Seconds later, a patch of lava bubbled up from under IndustryMan, invisible to his eyes, while from his perspective the entire factory began to crash down around him. In an instant it was transformed from a relatively undamaged battlefield to a hellish burning waste defined by crumbling ceiling, destroyed equipment, and a section that had just exploded, with the remains of several factory workers among the wreckage. Pianissimo suspected this illusion wouldn't be as good at keeping IndustryMan in one place as was normal for this ability, but it would at least serve as a decent distraction. He put the finishing touches on the illusion by placing another explosion near where he was actually hiding, and tossed a datapacket at IndustryMan in reality to (hopefully) add a touch of realism to the scene.
This accomplished, he vacated his hiding spot and moved to another conveyor belt, just in case IndustryMan recognized that the ruined factory he saw was a fake. From his new position, he requested more chips. The first he threw, an EnergyBomb.
The second materialized encased on his arm, overwriting the RageClaw that had gone largely unused. It took the form of the end of a fire hose. Pianissimo took aim at IndustryMan with it and fired a concentrated burst of bubbles. If he was lucky, IndustryMan would still be in a position where the bubble attack would also hit the lava puddle.
These two attacks expended, the bubble gun disintegrated, leaving a normal armored hand in its place. He extended it and focused the data from the third chip into it, creating a wind vortex designed to damage and pull IndustryMan toward him, and possibly bring more datapackets from other conveyor belts with him.
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1. Deep Silent Complete to Bird God: inflict Silence - Attempt to shut up the Bird God
2. Nightmares to IndustryMan: illusion of the factory being destroyed, lava panel underneath IndustryMan
3. Rageclaw: throw datapacket at IndustryMan
*Speed of Darkness: Move to somewhere Pianissimo didn't just throw a datapacket from
4. Energybomb IndustryMan: 40x3 (+30 from EtS to first hit)
5. Bubbler IndustryMan: 50+spread (+50 if IndustryMan is still on lava) (+30 from EtS)
6. AirStorm2 IndustryMan: 60+pull - attempt to draw in several datapackets with/at IndustryMan
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Pianissimo's silence attack struck the Bird God head-on, but...
"IndustryMan, you dare claim to be in the right instead of the Bird God?! The Bird God will not stand for any more of this heresy towards the Bird God's mission of justice! The Bird God has spoken!" yelled an irate Bird God, who was apparently too enraged to even forcibly shut up. In fact, the Bird God was so mad that he got up off his giant golden bum. The Bird God lifted himself off the ground while Pianissimo was readying his Nightmares attack, and proceeded to charge IndustryMan in a maddened bull-rush.
*CRASH*
The golden statue and metallic man collided with a deafening noise, as the Bird God slammed the full weight of his static body into IndustryMan's arms, which he raised up in defense. Of course, this all happened just as Pianissimo cast his illusion, and by the time he realized what had happened, a certain omnipotent turkey was falling under the illusion's effect.
"All this heat! All this fire! The Bird God is watching the factory burn to the ground! The Bird God is laughing! Hahahahahahahahahahaha! The Bird God has spoken!" cackled the Bird God madly as he "watched" the factory go down in flames.
IndustryMan just stared at his insane archenemy for a moment before catching the gist of what was going on. Despite not even being on what little fire Pianissimo had actually spawned, IndustryMan started flailing about like he was being melted alive. "Dis is it! I've fought fer so long to defend dis factory, but finally yeh beat me, Bird God! All I can hope fer now is deh safety of meh employees... Goodbye, meh dear factory!" moaned IndustryMan in what very well might have been the worst display of acting Pianissimo ever saw. To finish up his performance, IndustryMan collapsed to the ground with a big thud as if he passed out from the heat and flames.
"Hahahahaha! The Bird God revels in your defeat, IndustryMan! Come, Warrior Pianissimo! You must follow the Bird God out before you too are consumed by these roaring flames! The Bird God will then report of a job well done to the GNA for you! The Bird God hopes to see you again should the Bird God ever need assistance in Bird God-like matters, Warrior Pianissimo! The Bird God has spoken!" And just like that, the Bird God flew out of the factory, completely convinced that the factory was burning down and not even caring to look back.
...
Before Pianissimo could leave, IndustryMan got up and slipped some money to him. "I dun't know how yuh did it, but I owe ya, guy." said IndustryMan, giving the assassin a pat on the back before walking out of the room to find his employees.
Mission accomplished?
Pianissimo GET: 5000z
"IndustryMan, you dare claim to be in the right instead of the Bird God?! The Bird God will not stand for any more of this heresy towards the Bird God's mission of justice! The Bird God has spoken!" yelled an irate Bird God, who was apparently too enraged to even forcibly shut up. In fact, the Bird God was so mad that he got up off his giant golden bum. The Bird God lifted himself off the ground while Pianissimo was readying his Nightmares attack, and proceeded to charge IndustryMan in a maddened bull-rush.
*CRASH*
The golden statue and metallic man collided with a deafening noise, as the Bird God slammed the full weight of his static body into IndustryMan's arms, which he raised up in defense. Of course, this all happened just as Pianissimo cast his illusion, and by the time he realized what had happened, a certain omnipotent turkey was falling under the illusion's effect.
"All this heat! All this fire! The Bird God is watching the factory burn to the ground! The Bird God is laughing! Hahahahahahahahahahaha! The Bird God has spoken!" cackled the Bird God madly as he "watched" the factory go down in flames.
IndustryMan just stared at his insane archenemy for a moment before catching the gist of what was going on. Despite not even being on what little fire Pianissimo had actually spawned, IndustryMan started flailing about like he was being melted alive. "Dis is it! I've fought fer so long to defend dis factory, but finally yeh beat me, Bird God! All I can hope fer now is deh safety of meh employees... Goodbye, meh dear factory!" moaned IndustryMan in what very well might have been the worst display of acting Pianissimo ever saw. To finish up his performance, IndustryMan collapsed to the ground with a big thud as if he passed out from the heat and flames.
"Hahahahaha! The Bird God revels in your defeat, IndustryMan! Come, Warrior Pianissimo! You must follow the Bird God out before you too are consumed by these roaring flames! The Bird God will then report of a job well done to the GNA for you! The Bird God hopes to see you again should the Bird God ever need assistance in Bird God-like matters, Warrior Pianissimo! The Bird God has spoken!" And just like that, the Bird God flew out of the factory, completely convinced that the factory was burning down and not even caring to look back.
...
Before Pianissimo could leave, IndustryMan got up and slipped some money to him. "I dun't know how yuh did it, but I owe ya, guy." said IndustryMan, giving the assassin a pat on the back before walking out of the room to find his employees.
Mission accomplished?
Pianissimo GET: 5000z