((From Hospital))
A single crimson beam with flecks of silver crashed down to the network floor, revealing RiderMan in a crouched, ready position. The Navi raised his head, his eyepiece glowing green from underneath his blue visor.
Alright, Charles! Ready and waiting for the start signal!
The Navi coaxed the bedridden NetOp to get involved, revving his engine excitedly to hopefully pump up the energy. Though Chuck seemed to be going along with it, he seemed disinterested.
[*sigh* Alright... Ready... Set...]
The Navi spread his wheeled legs apart, taking a three-point stance with his right leg forward and his left "hand" touching the ground.
[...Go.]
RiderMan's engine howled and his tires squealed and oozed white smoke for several moments before he kicked off the line. He went off like a shot, his body angled forward at a near 45 degree angle before he brought his forward wheels up, and put them together to combine the halves into a full tire. He extended his arms forward and placed the tire on the ground to put his torso nearly parallel to the ground, making the Navi look more motorcycle than humanoid as he cruised forward into the network. An impressive display, and Chuck couldn't help but have his eyes drawn to the crimson and silver Navi.
((Ready for battle #1))
First lap
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Riderman found himself cruising along a road next to a virtual beach. It was easy to tell it was virtual, no matter how real it looked, because there were the badly misnomered Fishies racing along just above the water in lieu of seagulls. A whole... flock?... of them. They spotted Riderman, turned, and fell back as if hit with an air brake.
A short time later, and jet noise heralded their return, as the flock of flying viruses caught up with Riderman. The viruses started flying with the fast-traveling Navi, as larger and faster birds tended to do with cars in real life. It was an odd display, as none of them showed any sign of wanting to fight, just to cruise.
However... A trio of Mets along for the ride had other ideas, as their hastily drawn picks showed.
--Trouble--
Metool A: 40 HP (Riding FishyA)
Metool B: 40 HP (Riding FishyB)
Metool C: 40 HP (Riding FishyC)
--Flock-o-Fishies-- (Not inherently hostile.)
Fishy A: 90 HP
Fishy B: 90 HP
Fishy C: 90 HP
Rest of the bunch: 900 HP
--Allies--
RiderMan.EXE: 150 HP
--Terrain--
Normal: 50%
Sand: 30%
Sea: 20%
...Fishy?: 13%
-- BATTLE 1, BEGIN !! --
A short time later, and jet noise heralded their return, as the flock of flying viruses caught up with Riderman. The viruses started flying with the fast-traveling Navi, as larger and faster birds tended to do with cars in real life. It was an odd display, as none of them showed any sign of wanting to fight, just to cruise.
However... A trio of Mets along for the ride had other ideas, as their hastily drawn picks showed.
--Trouble--
Metool A: 40 HP (Riding FishyA)
Metool B: 40 HP (Riding FishyB)
Metool C: 40 HP (Riding FishyC)
--Flock-o-Fishies-- (Not inherently hostile.)
Fishy A: 90 HP
Fishy B: 90 HP
Fishy C: 90 HP
Rest of the bunch: 900 HP
--Allies--
RiderMan.EXE: 150 HP
--Terrain--
Normal: 50%
Sand: 30%
Sea: 20%
...Fishy?: 13%
-- BATTLE 1, BEGIN !! --
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The Navi cruised along, glancing over towards the beach before his eyes met the large flock of Fishy viruses. This technically was the first time the Navi had ever seen wild viruses, but he recognized them from the combat programs he practiced on before being given to his new NetOp. They fell back in unison, decelerating rapidly. RiderMan tried to look back before he reared up, splitting his wheels in half to form his arms and legs, and allowed him to look over his shoulder. Though standing upright, he was still cruising along at a good clip.
Look at that, Charles! That's pretty cool, don't you think?
[What... what are they?]
The flock of viruses surged ahead, matching the Navi's speed and flew off to his side calmly.
Those are "Fishy" viruses! But it looks like they're just out for a cruise... I wonder if they wanna race.
The Fishys seemed content with just flying along in their large group, but a trio of Metools riding the airborne viruses seemed to be acting antagonistic towards the Navi, brandishing their weapons quickly.
Heh, looks like their helmeted friends aren't too friendly though. RiderMan, preparing for battle!
RiderMan widened his stance and brought his right 'foot' forward as he faced his upper torso ahead, leaving only his head turned towards the viruses. Chuck raised an eyebrow, confused.
[Battle?]
Of course! Those Metool viruses are gonna try to attack, but I'll crush them easily, with your help. See those little chips on the table? Those are battlechips! They'll give me the weapons I need to vanquish them, just slot them into the PET and I'll do the rest!
[Uh...]
RiderMan assumed the Metools wouldn't simply wait as he instructed his NetOp on how to virus bust, so he accelerated quickly as he started to weave from side to side, trying to surge ahead of any incoming attacks, and make it more difficult for the Metools to get a proper fix on the Navi. Meanwhile, Chuck placed the PET down on his lap and gingerly reached over towards the stack of battlechips. He picked them up, and spread them apart to look at the designs printed on the front, but it looked like only the top four had a design; the rest were blank.
[... so I pick one?]
Yep, then slot it into the port on the side of the PET. Go ahead and try the one with the claw on the front!
[Alright...]
Chuck held the RageClaw chip in his fingers before he put it into the slot in the PET's side. It pulled the chip in, causing the claw design to appear on the screen in a status bar off to the side of the display, then spat back out. He wasn't sure if he did it right, but it looked like something was happening. Glowing bits of data started to congregate around RiderMan's right 'hand', swirling around the tire before sprouting outwards. Panels of the tires started to fold out, creating a set of set of finger-like claws that were sharpened into wickedly curved points.
Excellent job, Charles! Now, check this out!
The Navi looked over at the trio of Metools as he started to curve away from them on the road. He swayed outwards before he angled himself in towards the Fishys and their riders. With one of the rear Metools in his sights, his engines blared loudly as he leaped into the air, cart wheeling to the side as he tried to jump over some of the Fishys. As he went inverted, and hopefully positioned directly above the Metool, he swiped at his target in an attempt to grasp it in his claws. If he managed to get the helmeted virus in his clutch, he would have drawn his arm back, while picking out the closest Metool ahead of him, waiting for him to complete his cartwheel and return upright. Just before touching back down, he would have hurled the virus forward in an attempt to smack its partner, hopefully knocking both viruses to the ground.
As the Navi landed, he kept his stance wide and crouched with his left arm out, just in case he landed in the sand and lost stability. If need be, he would lower his left arm onto the ground in a trike stance to give him a much more stable base, and more traction to power his way ahead.
ACTIONS:
1. Dodge
2. Strategic Movement: Cart wheel over MetoolC (and FishyC)
3. RageClaw1: MetoolC to MetoolB (20dmg + Impact)[+Melee Mastery]
Look at that, Charles! That's pretty cool, don't you think?
[What... what are they?]
The flock of viruses surged ahead, matching the Navi's speed and flew off to his side calmly.
Those are "Fishy" viruses! But it looks like they're just out for a cruise... I wonder if they wanna race.
The Fishys seemed content with just flying along in their large group, but a trio of Metools riding the airborne viruses seemed to be acting antagonistic towards the Navi, brandishing their weapons quickly.
Heh, looks like their helmeted friends aren't too friendly though. RiderMan, preparing for battle!
RiderMan widened his stance and brought his right 'foot' forward as he faced his upper torso ahead, leaving only his head turned towards the viruses. Chuck raised an eyebrow, confused.
[Battle?]
Of course! Those Metool viruses are gonna try to attack, but I'll crush them easily, with your help. See those little chips on the table? Those are battlechips! They'll give me the weapons I need to vanquish them, just slot them into the PET and I'll do the rest!
[Uh...]
RiderMan assumed the Metools wouldn't simply wait as he instructed his NetOp on how to virus bust, so he accelerated quickly as he started to weave from side to side, trying to surge ahead of any incoming attacks, and make it more difficult for the Metools to get a proper fix on the Navi. Meanwhile, Chuck placed the PET down on his lap and gingerly reached over towards the stack of battlechips. He picked them up, and spread them apart to look at the designs printed on the front, but it looked like only the top four had a design; the rest were blank.
[... so I pick one?]
Yep, then slot it into the port on the side of the PET. Go ahead and try the one with the claw on the front!
[Alright...]
Chuck held the RageClaw chip in his fingers before he put it into the slot in the PET's side. It pulled the chip in, causing the claw design to appear on the screen in a status bar off to the side of the display, then spat back out. He wasn't sure if he did it right, but it looked like something was happening. Glowing bits of data started to congregate around RiderMan's right 'hand', swirling around the tire before sprouting outwards. Panels of the tires started to fold out, creating a set of set of finger-like claws that were sharpened into wickedly curved points.
Excellent job, Charles! Now, check this out!
The Navi looked over at the trio of Metools as he started to curve away from them on the road. He swayed outwards before he angled himself in towards the Fishys and their riders. With one of the rear Metools in his sights, his engines blared loudly as he leaped into the air, cart wheeling to the side as he tried to jump over some of the Fishys. As he went inverted, and hopefully positioned directly above the Metool, he swiped at his target in an attempt to grasp it in his claws. If he managed to get the helmeted virus in his clutch, he would have drawn his arm back, while picking out the closest Metool ahead of him, waiting for him to complete his cartwheel and return upright. Just before touching back down, he would have hurled the virus forward in an attempt to smack its partner, hopefully knocking both viruses to the ground.
As the Navi landed, he kept his stance wide and crouched with his left arm out, just in case he landed in the sand and lost stability. If need be, he would lower his left arm onto the ground in a trike stance to give him a much more stable base, and more traction to power his way ahead.
ACTIONS:
1. Dodge
2. Strategic Movement: Cart wheel over MetoolC (and FishyC)
3. RageClaw1: MetoolC to MetoolB (20dmg + Impact)[+Melee Mastery]
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As RiderMan peels off, a mattock goes sailing past him through the space he would have occupied had he not suddenly moved. The hurled mining implement hit the ground, and broke clean through it. Notably, this left a Navi-sized hole in the road behind them.
RiderMan's cartwheel jump was successful, and put the Navi right over his intended target. This happened to be the very same one that had just tried to tag him with a pickax-turned-shuriken, as the other two still had theirs. The virus let out a surprised "meep!?" as RiderMan reached down (up?), plucked the diminutive antagonist from its perch atop the Fishy, and cartwheeled away through the air with the Met shrieking in little viral terror.
RiderMan aced the landing, but not before chucking the Metool like a football at the only nearby Met that still had a pickax. That Met, however, yelled a berserker's warcry of "MEEEET!" as it jumped off of the Fishy, and bounce-jumped off of its comrade-turned-projectile. The poor betrayed Metool fell to the ground and burst into a mess of deleted data as its gutsy 'ally' sailed on towards RiderMan. It had been aiming for his head, but didn't quite make the mark. It instead landed on his RageClaw equipped arm, and swiftly swung the blade of the pick down below it. It then pulled the mattock up, trapping the arm between the Met and the Mattock, and thus anchoring itself to the Navi's arm like a vice grip. It then stared at RiderMan's face while it generated a second mattock, and what it planned to do with it didn't take much guesswork.
Come to think of it, where did that third Metool's pickax get to? It had one at the start of the fight. Whatever the case, odds were, its absence may have had something to do with the fresh Navi-sized hole in the road that RiderMan was rolling straight towards at high speed...
...Oh dear.
--Trouble--
Metool A: 40 HP (Riding FishyA)
Metool B: 40 HP (Riding your claw-equipped arm.) [!]
Metool C: Road Kill
--Flock-o-Fishies-- (Not inherently hostile.)
Fishy A: 90 HP
Fishy B: 90 HP
Fishy C: 90 HP
Rest of the bunch: 900 HP
--Allies--
RiderMan.EXE: 150 HP
--Terrain--
Normal: 48%
Sand: 30%
Sea: 20%
Broken: 2% (Watch out!) [!]
...Fishy?: 13%
RiderMan's cartwheel jump was successful, and put the Navi right over his intended target. This happened to be the very same one that had just tried to tag him with a pickax-turned-shuriken, as the other two still had theirs. The virus let out a surprised "meep!?" as RiderMan reached down (up?), plucked the diminutive antagonist from its perch atop the Fishy, and cartwheeled away through the air with the Met shrieking in little viral terror.
RiderMan aced the landing, but not before chucking the Metool like a football at the only nearby Met that still had a pickax. That Met, however, yelled a berserker's warcry of "MEEEET!" as it jumped off of the Fishy, and bounce-jumped off of its comrade-turned-projectile. The poor betrayed Metool fell to the ground and burst into a mess of deleted data as its gutsy 'ally' sailed on towards RiderMan. It had been aiming for his head, but didn't quite make the mark. It instead landed on his RageClaw equipped arm, and swiftly swung the blade of the pick down below it. It then pulled the mattock up, trapping the arm between the Met and the Mattock, and thus anchoring itself to the Navi's arm like a vice grip. It then stared at RiderMan's face while it generated a second mattock, and what it planned to do with it didn't take much guesswork.
Come to think of it, where did that third Metool's pickax get to? It had one at the start of the fight. Whatever the case, odds were, its absence may have had something to do with the fresh Navi-sized hole in the road that RiderMan was rolling straight towards at high speed...
...Oh dear.
--Trouble--
Metool A: 40 HP (Riding FishyA)
Metool B: 40 HP (Riding your claw-equipped arm.) [!]
Metool C: Road Kill
--Flock-o-Fishies-- (Not inherently hostile.)
Fishy A: 90 HP
Fishy B: 90 HP
Fishy C: 90 HP
Rest of the bunch: 900 HP
--Allies--
RiderMan.EXE: 150 HP
--Terrain--
Normal: 48%
Sand: 30%
Sea: 20%
Broken: 2% (Watch out!) [!]
...Fishy?: 13%
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While one of the Metools quickly became road kill, the other had initiated a surprisingly brave frontal assault and latched onto the Navi's right arm. RiderMan looked down at the Metool with surprise, but his attention quickly shifted to removing the steadfast virus as it prepared to attack. However, a large pothole from the lead Metool's attack was coming up quickly, and he had to react quickly.
Instead of simply jumping over the obstacle, he decided to take a different approach in an attempt to shed the virus at the same time. RiderMan quickly swung his arm down, starting a circular swing as he pitched forward, kicking off with his rear tires. He momentarily went airborne, his rear wheels locked in place to allow him to tumble forward. It looked as if he was about to do a front hand spring, or go head-long into the pavement. His arm continued around, and he tilted his wheel to bring the Metool's helmet down on the ground. He hoped to bash the virus against the ground, all the while using the virus to as a springboard to propel the Navi over the missing terrain, and flip back onto the road onto his rear wheels. His wheels chirped as they touched back down on the ground, and he tried to continue forward on the road and keep his 'footing.'
Regardless of the success of his attempt to remove the Metool from his arm, there was still one more target remaining. RiderMan poured on the speed to try and catch back up to the Metool and the Fishy upon which it rode.
Charles, please send me a FireHit1 chip!
Chuck was somewhat jolted out of his gaze by his Navi's request. He looked groggily at his lap, looking at the chips laying there.
[FireHit... which one...]
He placed the PET back down on the bed as he picked up a chip with the image of a flaming virus with boxing gloves. He slotted the chip into the PET, and watched as it appeared on RiderMan's loadout screen.
[Was that it?]
Indeed it was, good job!
As he approached, the tire over his right forearm started to glow a deep crimson, before literally bursting into flames. It appeared as if the flames weren't burning the Navi, since he continued to close in on the virus undeterred. He accelerated sharply to make him lurch ahead as he jumped, trying to pass by the Fishy, while delivering a flaming right hook to the Metool on top. With any luck, he would have obliterated the virus while leaving the Fishy completely untouched. There were a ton of them around, and they seemed to be flocking together, so attacking one might make the entire group turn against him.
ACTIONS:
1. Strategic Movement: Vault missing terrain using MetoolB as a springboard
2. Strategic Movement: Catch up to MetoolA/FishyA
3. FireHit1: MetoolA (60dmg Fire Melee + Impact) [+ Melee Mastery]
Instead of simply jumping over the obstacle, he decided to take a different approach in an attempt to shed the virus at the same time. RiderMan quickly swung his arm down, starting a circular swing as he pitched forward, kicking off with his rear tires. He momentarily went airborne, his rear wheels locked in place to allow him to tumble forward. It looked as if he was about to do a front hand spring, or go head-long into the pavement. His arm continued around, and he tilted his wheel to bring the Metool's helmet down on the ground. He hoped to bash the virus against the ground, all the while using the virus to as a springboard to propel the Navi over the missing terrain, and flip back onto the road onto his rear wheels. His wheels chirped as they touched back down on the ground, and he tried to continue forward on the road and keep his 'footing.'
Regardless of the success of his attempt to remove the Metool from his arm, there was still one more target remaining. RiderMan poured on the speed to try and catch back up to the Metool and the Fishy upon which it rode.
Charles, please send me a FireHit1 chip!
Chuck was somewhat jolted out of his gaze by his Navi's request. He looked groggily at his lap, looking at the chips laying there.
[FireHit... which one...]
He placed the PET back down on the bed as he picked up a chip with the image of a flaming virus with boxing gloves. He slotted the chip into the PET, and watched as it appeared on RiderMan's loadout screen.
[Was that it?]
Indeed it was, good job!
As he approached, the tire over his right forearm started to glow a deep crimson, before literally bursting into flames. It appeared as if the flames weren't burning the Navi, since he continued to close in on the virus undeterred. He accelerated sharply to make him lurch ahead as he jumped, trying to pass by the Fishy, while delivering a flaming right hook to the Metool on top. With any luck, he would have obliterated the virus while leaving the Fishy completely untouched. There were a ton of them around, and they seemed to be flocking together, so attacking one might make the entire group turn against him.
ACTIONS:
1. Strategic Movement: Vault missing terrain using MetoolB as a springboard
2. Strategic Movement: Catch up to MetoolA/FishyA
3. FireHit1: MetoolA (60dmg Fire Melee + Impact) [+ Melee Mastery]
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RiderMan Metoolvaulted over the hole, simply as that. This gave him enough altitude to approach the other Metool, which he quickly punched off the Fishy and into nothingness.
Oh and the Metool attached to his arm pretty much blew up when it was still attached BECAUSE HIS RIGHT ARM LIT ON FIRE.
It's a good day for birdwatching.
--Trouble--
Metool A: PANCH'D
Metool B: DECIMATED
Metool C: Road Kill
--Flock-o-Fishies-- (caw caw we're out of here)
Fishy A: 90 HP
Fishy B: 90 HP
Fishy C: 90 HP
Rest of the bunch: 900 HP
--Allies--
RiderMan.EXE: 150 HP
--Terrain--
Normal: 48%
Sand: 30%
Sea: 20%
Broken: 2%
...Fishy?: 13%
-VICTORY-
Get: 600z
Oh and the Metool attached to his arm pretty much blew up when it was still attached BECAUSE HIS RIGHT ARM LIT ON FIRE.
It's a good day for birdwatching.
--Trouble--
Metool A: PANCH'D
Metool B: DECIMATED
Metool C: Road Kill
--Flock-o-Fishies-- (caw caw we're out of here)
Fishy A: 90 HP
Fishy B: 90 HP
Fishy C: 90 HP
Rest of the bunch: 900 HP
--Allies--
RiderMan.EXE: 150 HP
--Terrain--
Normal: 48%
Sand: 30%
Sea: 20%
Broken: 2%
...Fishy?: 13%
-VICTORY-
Get: 600z
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With the Metools deleted and the Fishys flying off, RiderMan turned gently to get back onto the road, before powersliding to a stop and striking a pose.
Now that's how it's done!
Chuck sighed, a very slight grin showing on his face.
[So that's a battle, huh?]
Indeed it was! Outstanding job by the way, I couldn't have done it without you. You're definitely on your way to becoming an excellent Operator!
[...thanks.]
RiderMan looked back, noticing small glowing packets of data left on the ground. He rolled towards them, scooping them up with his fold-out hands. As he picked them up, they disappeared as they were automatically downloaded into the PET. In the lower left corner, a Zenny counter started to count up, showing money was being loaded into the PET.
[Zenny? Viruses drop money?]
Yes, and they can even drop battlechip data. You can download the data and write it to the blank chips, so we can add them to our chip folder. As for the Zenny, you can really use it for anything, but with it you can purchase battlechips and upgrades for my program.
Chuck nodded as he tried to understand, it seemed to be getting his mind off of things, especially since it seemed like this whole NetNavi/NetOp thing is a lot more engaging and indepth than he expected. He just thought it was something like a videogame, but this was much more. RiderMan looked down the road, before looking over towards Chuck's viewpoint.
Let's keep going, Charles!
[...sure]
RiderMan chuckled and started to 'skate' forward on his lower wheels, deeper into the network.
((Ready for Battle #2))
Now that's how it's done!
Chuck sighed, a very slight grin showing on his face.
[So that's a battle, huh?]
Indeed it was! Outstanding job by the way, I couldn't have done it without you. You're definitely on your way to becoming an excellent Operator!
[...thanks.]
RiderMan looked back, noticing small glowing packets of data left on the ground. He rolled towards them, scooping them up with his fold-out hands. As he picked them up, they disappeared as they were automatically downloaded into the PET. In the lower left corner, a Zenny counter started to count up, showing money was being loaded into the PET.
[Zenny? Viruses drop money?]
Yes, and they can even drop battlechip data. You can download the data and write it to the blank chips, so we can add them to our chip folder. As for the Zenny, you can really use it for anything, but with it you can purchase battlechips and upgrades for my program.
Chuck nodded as he tried to understand, it seemed to be getting his mind off of things, especially since it seemed like this whole NetNavi/NetOp thing is a lot more engaging and indepth than he expected. He just thought it was something like a videogame, but this was much more. RiderMan looked down the road, before looking over towards Chuck's viewpoint.
Let's keep going, Charles!
[...sure]
RiderMan chuckled and started to 'skate' forward on his lower wheels, deeper into the network.
((Ready for Battle #2))
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RiderMan decided to take a break from the sandy route and hop back to higher ground. In no time at all, he found more viruses ready to...
OH GOD.
RiderMan screeched to the side as he barely missed being squished by an iron weight that was a Powie. Two more floated nearby, while a Starfish waddled in, not really fitting in with the scenery.
-ENEMY-
PowieA: 60 HP (Almost crushed you)
PowieB: 60 HP
PowieC: 60 HP
Starfish: 60 HP (Sand)
-TERRAIN-
80% Grass (high ground)
some kind of slope in between
20% Sand (low ground)
-NAVI-
RiderMan.EXE: 150 HP
-BATTLE 2-
-ROUTINE, SET-
-EXECUTE-
OH GOD.
RiderMan screeched to the side as he barely missed being squished by an iron weight that was a Powie. Two more floated nearby, while a Starfish waddled in, not really fitting in with the scenery.
-ENEMY-
PowieA: 60 HP (Almost crushed you)
PowieB: 60 HP
PowieC: 60 HP
Starfish: 60 HP (Sand)
-TERRAIN-
80% Grass (high ground)
some kind of slope in between
20% Sand (low ground)
-NAVI-
RiderMan.EXE: 150 HP
-BATTLE 2-
-ROUTINE, SET-
-EXECUTE-
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The Navi started to slow down as he started traveling over slightly uneven ground, keeping a careful eye over his surroundings. For that he was thankful, because otherwise he wouldn't have noticed the massive weight crashing down towards him. He quickly changed direction, kicking up grass as he moved out of the way of the towering weight as it impacted the ground with a loud *boom*. It was then he noticed several other viruses around him, including a large starfish virus down at the bottom of the grassy slope.
Looks like we have company, Charles! Could you send me that FireHit chip again, please?
[Sure.]
It looked like Chuck was getting slightly used to the whole chip thing, since he quickly identified the requested chip and uploaded it to his Navi rather efficiently. RiderMan's right tire burst into flames as he rolled to a stop in the midst of the viruses. He focused on the Powie viruses flying around him, since the first had already attacked, and the others would follow suit if he didn't take them down first. Though he was a distance away from the viruses, he threw a curving left hook with his immolated wheel, sending a fiery circular tire whipping towards one of the Powies. It spun like a flaming yoyo as it followed a thin oval flight path and returned to its owner.
The flaming tire connected with his right arm, covering it in flames as he drew his arm back and picked out his second target. After locking his gaze on the second flying Powie, he launched his arm forward in a literally blazing right straight, sending the flaming wheel rocketing forward. The burning tire made a dull roar as it burned through the air, and left a slight trail of inky black smoke. As soon as he launched his second punch, his lower wheels spun wildly in the grass as his engine howled, and he started to accelerate backwards, towards the slope and the Starfish below. He quickly swiveled around and reversed the direction of his wheels. As soon as he reached the top of the slope, he leaped into the air and dove towards the Starfish virus. He was aiming towards a point just behind and off to the side of the Starfish, allowing him to pass by and deliver a blindingly fast punch as he passed. The punch wasn't very strong, but hopefully unexpected enough to leave the Starfish wondering what exactly happened.
ACTIONS:
1. Firehit1: PowieB (60dmg Fire + Impact + Double Attack) [Ranged]
2. Firehit1: PowieC (60dmg Fire+ Impact) [Ranged]
3. Wheel Bash: Starfish (Movement + 10dmg + Stun + 2TCD)
Looks like we have company, Charles! Could you send me that FireHit chip again, please?
[Sure.]
It looked like Chuck was getting slightly used to the whole chip thing, since he quickly identified the requested chip and uploaded it to his Navi rather efficiently. RiderMan's right tire burst into flames as he rolled to a stop in the midst of the viruses. He focused on the Powie viruses flying around him, since the first had already attacked, and the others would follow suit if he didn't take them down first. Though he was a distance away from the viruses, he threw a curving left hook with his immolated wheel, sending a fiery circular tire whipping towards one of the Powies. It spun like a flaming yoyo as it followed a thin oval flight path and returned to its owner.
The flaming tire connected with his right arm, covering it in flames as he drew his arm back and picked out his second target. After locking his gaze on the second flying Powie, he launched his arm forward in a literally blazing right straight, sending the flaming wheel rocketing forward. The burning tire made a dull roar as it burned through the air, and left a slight trail of inky black smoke. As soon as he launched his second punch, his lower wheels spun wildly in the grass as his engine howled, and he started to accelerate backwards, towards the slope and the Starfish below. He quickly swiveled around and reversed the direction of his wheels. As soon as he reached the top of the slope, he leaped into the air and dove towards the Starfish virus. He was aiming towards a point just behind and off to the side of the Starfish, allowing him to pass by and deliver a blindingly fast punch as he passed. The punch wasn't very strong, but hopefully unexpected enough to leave the Starfish wondering what exactly happened.
ACTIONS:
1. Firehit1: PowieB (60dmg Fire + Impact + Double Attack) [Ranged]
2. Firehit1: PowieC (60dmg Fire+ Impact) [Ranged]
3. Wheel Bash: Starfish (Movement + 10dmg + Stun + 2TCD)
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Screeching to a halt in the middle of the Powies, RiderMan got ready to discourage any future attacks. He sent a flaming tire flying in an arc toward one of the viruses, the projectile hitting the Powie dead-on and deleting it instantly. His second volley was less successful, the tire ineffectually burning the air as the Powie avoided it. The virus landed a fair distance away though, not interested in attacking yet. Finally, RiderMan sent himself flying off the slope of the battlefield just as the first Powie once again landed nearby. It wasn't as narrow a miss as before, being easily ignorable as RiderMan streaked past the Starfish and whacked it into next week and back.
-ENEMY-
PowieA: 60 HP (Almost crushed you)
PowieB: DELETED
PowieC: 60 HP
Starfish: 50 HP (Sand) [Stun]
-TERRAIN-
80% Grass (high ground)
some kind of slope in between
20% Sand (low ground)
-NAVI-
RiderMan.EXE: 150 HP (Sand)
-ENEMY-
PowieA: 60 HP (Almost crushed you)
PowieB: DELETED
PowieC: 60 HP
Starfish: 50 HP (Sand) [Stun]
-TERRAIN-
80% Grass (high ground)
some kind of slope in between
20% Sand (low ground)
-NAVI-
RiderMan.EXE: 150 HP (Sand)
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Send me a shotgun chip, please!
Chuck looked down at the battlechips on his lap, and picked up the Shotgun battlechip before slotting it into the PET. As he did so, RiderMan turned and placed his right arm towards the StarFish virus's back, prompting a couple of the panels making up his tire to slide away, revealing a decently sized gun barrel. An energy shot shell was loaded as soon as the battlechip was uploaded, and the Navi quickly discharged the weapon at close range, in the hope of downing the aquatic virus.
And now, Cannon!
RiderMan whipped his arm up towards the Powie viruses ahead, and Chuck uploaded the cannon chip silently before gluing his eyes back on the PET's screen. With an audible click, the battlechip data reloaded RiderMan's buster, this time with a solid cannon slug. He aimed his weapon towards the Powie that started the battle, and watched the virus carefully, to see if it was going to try attacking again or move to a different position. He preferred to open fire before it moved, but if need be he would attempt to trace the virus's path with his buster and wait for it to pause long enough for him to pull off a shot. Regardless, the weapon barked as the shell was fired towards the virus, creating a fairly large muzzle flash, wreathed in a ring of white smoke.
After expending his ammunition, the panels on his lower wheels slid apart and inverted, turning into a pair of toes and heels and effectively giving the Navi 'feet.' As soon as he got his footing, he started to charge up the slope, hoping he'd get more traction from running than trying to drive up the grass-covered incline. Though his tires weren't spinning, his engine howled excitedly to his reckless charge towards the Powies.
ACTIONS:
1. Shotgun: StarFish (50dmg + Spread1 + Impact)
2. Cannon1: PowieA (40dmg + Knockback)
3. Strategic Movement: Charge up slope
Chuck looked down at the battlechips on his lap, and picked up the Shotgun battlechip before slotting it into the PET. As he did so, RiderMan turned and placed his right arm towards the StarFish virus's back, prompting a couple of the panels making up his tire to slide away, revealing a decently sized gun barrel. An energy shot shell was loaded as soon as the battlechip was uploaded, and the Navi quickly discharged the weapon at close range, in the hope of downing the aquatic virus.
And now, Cannon!
RiderMan whipped his arm up towards the Powie viruses ahead, and Chuck uploaded the cannon chip silently before gluing his eyes back on the PET's screen. With an audible click, the battlechip data reloaded RiderMan's buster, this time with a solid cannon slug. He aimed his weapon towards the Powie that started the battle, and watched the virus carefully, to see if it was going to try attacking again or move to a different position. He preferred to open fire before it moved, but if need be he would attempt to trace the virus's path with his buster and wait for it to pause long enough for him to pull off a shot. Regardless, the weapon barked as the shell was fired towards the virus, creating a fairly large muzzle flash, wreathed in a ring of white smoke.
After expending his ammunition, the panels on his lower wheels slid apart and inverted, turning into a pair of toes and heels and effectively giving the Navi 'feet.' As soon as he got his footing, he started to charge up the slope, hoping he'd get more traction from running than trying to drive up the grass-covered incline. Though his tires weren't spinning, his engine howled excitedly to his reckless charge towards the Powies.
ACTIONS:
1. Shotgun: StarFish (50dmg + Spread1 + Impact)
2. Cannon1: PowieA (40dmg + Knockback)
3. Strategic Movement: Charge up slope
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RiderMan effectively shot-the-crap-out of the two vulnerable viruses, finishing off the Starfish while knocking away the Powie who barely missed the navi. However, when he tried to move up the slope and away from everything else, the Powie on the top tried to take advantage of RiderMan's disadvantageous situation and fluttered up to the sky...
*KA-POWIE!*
Just as when the navi reached the top of the slope, the virus had come straight down and crushed him under a tremendous weight, breaking the terrain below and leaving quiet a sore behind!
-ENEMY-
PowieA: 20 HP
PowieB: DELETED
PowieC: 60 HP
Starfish: DELETED
-TERRAIN-
75% Grass (high ground)
5% Cracked
some kind of slope in between
20% Sand (low ground)
-NAVI-
RiderMan.EXE: 130 HP (Cracked)
*KA-POWIE!*
Just as when the navi reached the top of the slope, the virus had come straight down and crushed him under a tremendous weight, breaking the terrain below and leaving quiet a sore behind!
-ENEMY-
PowieA: 20 HP
PowieB: DELETED
PowieC: 60 HP
Starfish: DELETED
-TERRAIN-
75% Grass (high ground)
5% Cracked
some kind of slope in between
20% Sand (low ground)
-NAVI-
RiderMan.EXE: 130 HP (Cracked)
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Though he attempted to evade the attacks of the transforming viruses, he ended up meeting the business end of a large stone weight, driving him into the ground. Chuck winced as he saw his Navi get smashed, and his expression changed to a concerned frown. That weight looked really heavy, and RiderMan wasn't that sturdy looking. As the virus returned to its smaller winged form, RiderMan propped himself off from the ground and flexed his back slightly. He looked over at the virus that attacked him, and struck a confident pose as he boasted towards his foe.
Ha! That wasn't even a fender bender! We'll show you how it's done, Charles, send me a RageClaw!
Though he shook off the attack like it was nothing, his exhaust pipes were slightly dented and scratched. The chrome didn't shine as bright, but the Navi's fiery attitude made up for the tarnished metal. Chuck was somewhat surprised; the Navi took a pretty hard hit, but immediately stood back up and is raring for more. He picked up their last loaded battlechip and slotted it into the PET, sending it to RiderMan. Beneath the helmet that completely covered his head, the Navi smiled as he felt the battlechip get uploaded quickly. He didn't mind getting smacked around, or getting knocked down. In fact, he wouldn't mind at all. If he got knocked down, he would just get right back up again, no matter how hard he was hit. He needed to show his NetOp that no matter how hard you smack the pavement, you should always pick yourself back up and fight on.
The panels of his right tire folded out into what looked like wide, flat fingers before they twisted and tightened into a set of sharp, curved claws. They were pitch-black like the hard rubber panels from which they formed, but carved into incredibly sharp edges. He kept his focus on his attacker, as he swiped his hand forward in an attempt to snatch the virus out of the air in his claws. If he managed to grasp the virus, he would have tried to throw the virus like an axe handle, making it tumble end over end towards its ally. Regardless of the success of his throw, RiderMan charged after his target, bringing his claws to bear as he tried to follow up on his initial attack. As soon as the Powie he hopefully threw got in range, he swiped his right arm towards the virus in a rising diagonal slash, attempting to dice the virus into several thin slices.
ACTIONS:
1. RageClaw1: PowieC to PowieA (20dmg + Impact)
2. Strategic Movement: Get in melee range of PowieC
3. RageClaw1: PowieC (40dmg + Slashing)
Ha! That wasn't even a fender bender! We'll show you how it's done, Charles, send me a RageClaw!
Though he shook off the attack like it was nothing, his exhaust pipes were slightly dented and scratched. The chrome didn't shine as bright, but the Navi's fiery attitude made up for the tarnished metal. Chuck was somewhat surprised; the Navi took a pretty hard hit, but immediately stood back up and is raring for more. He picked up their last loaded battlechip and slotted it into the PET, sending it to RiderMan. Beneath the helmet that completely covered his head, the Navi smiled as he felt the battlechip get uploaded quickly. He didn't mind getting smacked around, or getting knocked down. In fact, he wouldn't mind at all. If he got knocked down, he would just get right back up again, no matter how hard he was hit. He needed to show his NetOp that no matter how hard you smack the pavement, you should always pick yourself back up and fight on.
The panels of his right tire folded out into what looked like wide, flat fingers before they twisted and tightened into a set of sharp, curved claws. They were pitch-black like the hard rubber panels from which they formed, but carved into incredibly sharp edges. He kept his focus on his attacker, as he swiped his hand forward in an attempt to snatch the virus out of the air in his claws. If he managed to grasp the virus, he would have tried to throw the virus like an axe handle, making it tumble end over end towards its ally. Regardless of the success of his throw, RiderMan charged after his target, bringing his claws to bear as he tried to follow up on his initial attack. As soon as the Powie he hopefully threw got in range, he swiped his right arm towards the virus in a rising diagonal slash, attempting to dice the virus into several thin slices.
ACTIONS:
1. RageClaw1: PowieC to PowieA (20dmg + Impact)
2. Strategic Movement: Get in melee range of PowieC
3. RageClaw1: PowieC (40dmg + Slashing)
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With his unrelenting resolve, RiderMan snatched the Powie and hurled it against the other, smashing the two, fluffy bodies so hard that it deleted one of them. The last Powie had no chance whatsoever when the navi came rushing towards him with the claw, cutting it in half and finally putting the battle to an end!
-ENEMY-
PowieA: DELETED
PowieB: DELETED
PowieC: DELETED
Starfish: DELETED
-TERRAIN-
75% Grass (high ground)
5% Cracked
some kind of slope in between
20% Sand (low ground)
-NAVI-
RiderMan.EXE: 130 HP (Cracked)
-BATTLE WON!-
600z + [Quake1] Battlechip
-ENEMY-
PowieA: DELETED
PowieB: DELETED
PowieC: DELETED
Starfish: DELETED
-TERRAIN-
75% Grass (high ground)
5% Cracked
some kind of slope in between
20% Sand (low ground)
-NAVI-
RiderMan.EXE: 130 HP (Cracked)
-BATTLE WON!-
600
Quake1
Damage: 100 + Impact + Medium Area Cracked Terrain
Accuracy: C
Description: Drops a ton on one enemy.
Duration: Once
Element: Null
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RiderMan skidded to a stop, putting his tires on his hips and striking a confident pose in front of his rapidly fragmenting foes.
Justice served! Excellent job, Charles!
[...thanks.]
His lower tires split open to form a pair of feet, and he walked over the battlefield, picking up miscellaneous zenny deposited by the viruses before stopping in front of a larger, brighter packet of data. He picked it up with the hand that folded out of his arm, and held it with two fingers as if he was trying to peer through it.
Haha, look at this! We now have a new battlechip for our arsenal!
Chuck raised an eyebrow, a bit surprised by this new discovery.
[You can get battlechips from viruses as well?]
Of course! That's what the blank chips are for; I'll download the chip data to the PET, and you can slot in a blank chip. It'll burn the data to it, adding to our chip folder.
Chuck nodded and placed the PET back down on his lap. He picked a random blank chip from the pile next to him, and slotted it into the PET. It stayed lodged in the device, prompting a slide-out tab to open with an indication of the data being downloaded by RiderMan, and a prompt asking if he wanted to write that data to the chip. He gently pressed 'Yes' on the screen, allowing the PET to spend a couple seconds to burn the data into the chip, then spat it out. The PET must have had a miniature printer as well, because the new chip even had the battlechip's unique portrait printed on the front.
[Huh..]
Chuck examined the chip, slightly impressed by how simple the process was before setting it back in the pile of chips next to him. RiderMan was looking over the field, trying to see if there was anything interesting going on, before pausing to speak with his operator.
Let's keep going! I'm just getting warmed up!
[Uh, okay.]
With that, RiderMan took several running steps before diving forward, breaking his fall with his front tires as they merged together up front, giving his rear wheels to fold the tire panels back into position and merge together as well. His rear tire spun wildly in the grass, but he was getting enough traction to accelerate rather quickly, and took off into the network.
((Ready for Battle #3, think Pally called dibs))
Justice served! Excellent job, Charles!
[...thanks.]
His lower tires split open to form a pair of feet, and he walked over the battlefield, picking up miscellaneous zenny deposited by the viruses before stopping in front of a larger, brighter packet of data. He picked it up with the hand that folded out of his arm, and held it with two fingers as if he was trying to peer through it.
Haha, look at this! We now have a new battlechip for our arsenal!
Chuck raised an eyebrow, a bit surprised by this new discovery.
[You can get battlechips from viruses as well?]
Of course! That's what the blank chips are for; I'll download the chip data to the PET, and you can slot in a blank chip. It'll burn the data to it, adding to our chip folder.
Chuck nodded and placed the PET back down on his lap. He picked a random blank chip from the pile next to him, and slotted it into the PET. It stayed lodged in the device, prompting a slide-out tab to open with an indication of the data being downloaded by RiderMan, and a prompt asking if he wanted to write that data to the chip. He gently pressed 'Yes' on the screen, allowing the PET to spend a couple seconds to burn the data into the chip, then spat it out. The PET must have had a miniature printer as well, because the new chip even had the battlechip's unique portrait printed on the front.
[Huh..]
Chuck examined the chip, slightly impressed by how simple the process was before setting it back in the pile of chips next to him. RiderMan was looking over the field, trying to see if there was anything interesting going on, before pausing to speak with his operator.
Let's keep going! I'm just getting warmed up!
[Uh, okay.]
With that, RiderMan took several running steps before diving forward, breaking his fall with his front tires as they merged together up front, giving his rear wheels to fold the tire panels back into position and merge together as well. His rear tire spun wildly in the grass, but he was getting enough traction to accelerate rather quickly, and took off into the network.
((Ready for Battle #3, think Pally called dibs))
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A hundred or so panels further into the Net, and RiderMan saw a couple of Cattacks come into view. The tank viruses quickly threw it into reverse, and started backing away as fast as they could to keep the distance open as their guns swung around towards the oncoming Navigator. At the same time, the familiar sound of afterburners heralded the approach of a trio of Fishies from the rear. RiderMan was now caught squarely between two groups of mobile viruses that were spoiling for a fight.
--Enemies-- (on Grass)
Cattack A: 120 HP (Front)
Cattack B: 120 HP (Front)
Fishy A: 90 HP (Rear)
Fishy B: 90 HP (Rear)
Fishy C: 90 HP (Rear)
--Allies--
RiderMan.EXE: 130 HP (On Grass)
--Terrain--
Grass: 80% (Upper area)
Sand: 20% (Lower area)
---- Battle 3, BEGIN !! ----
--Enemies-- (on Grass)
Cattack A: 120 HP (Front)
Cattack B: 120 HP (Front)
Fishy A: 90 HP (Rear)
Fishy B: 90 HP (Rear)
Fishy C: 90 HP (Rear)
--Allies--
RiderMan.EXE: 130 HP (On Grass)
--Terrain--
Grass: 80% (Upper area)
Sand: 20% (Lower area)
---- Battle 3, BEGIN !! ----
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((Alright, trying a rather ballsy post here. If it works, it works; if it fails, it fails. *throws it at the mercy of the RNGoddess*))
As RiderMan cruised forward, a pair of armored tank-like viruses lay ahead, and started to move as well in an attempt to keep their distance from the Navi. RiderMan kept his motorcycle stance and started to weave as he saw their turrets start to move.
More opponents to fight! Good, I was about to get bored!
The crimson, chrome, and black navi started to pour on the speed, his engine growling excitedly while he carved a smooth slalom path in the ground. His body banked smoothly from side to side as he weaved over the ground, very much like the motorcycles he was designed around. It looked like he was in a very strong position to take out the lone pair of viruses, but a familiar howling noise echoes behind him, turning the tables and revealing the other end of the pinscher-style ambush.
Now it's getting interesting, let's see what these viruses do! In the meantime, please send me a RageClaw, Charles.
Chuck, who was watching intently at the screen the entire time, seemed to be awoken from a trance by the voice of his navi, it seemed the meds were making him space out a bit. He blinked a few times and tried to shake his head, but was greeted by a sharp pain in his collarbone area, reminding him of the shattered bone. He winced and reached for the chip, before slotting it into the PET. RiderMan continued to weave from side to side, taking sharper turns each time, allowing him to turn his head back to watch the Fishy viruses and wait for them to make a move. He confirmed the upload of the chip, but kept it from manifesting until the assault begins.
He assumed the viruses ahead would fire, but there was a chance they would hold their barrage to prevent an inadvertent attack on their own allies. Regardless, he needed to keep moving, not only to evade their fire, but to keep an eye on the viruses behind him with each turn he made. He hoped for the Fishys to capitalize on their superior top speed and engage, but he thought himself prepared for such an assault. He watched and listened, hoping to hear the roar of their afterburners and see the viruses surge towards him.
As soon as he would have heard or saw the start of their attack, he would have put his plan into action. Orange flames briefly flashed out of his twin exhausts, followed by the feverish howl of his engine with a burst of acceleration, causing his front tires to lift into the air, popping into a wheelie. His front tire separated and quickly stopped, allowing the panels on the right half to fold out and reformat themselves into a set of sharp, hook-like claws. He took one last chance to glance back to see which of the three Fishy viruses would reach him first, and twisted his hips and legs to steer him directly in front of said virus. Still surging forward, he crouched down, coiling his legs like springs before leaping almost straight up and separating his rear tire while he angled back into a smooth backflip. His final chance to locate the position of the targeted Fishy would have been as soon as he could crane his head back as he went inverted. His lower tire halves kept spinning to keep him in control of his flip, and to keep him moving if he happened to miss and ended up simply somersaulting over his target. The reflection of the Fishy would have been seen on the blue visor over RiderMan's face, overlaying his glowing green eyepiece.
In a blur of movement, RiderMan thrust his right arm down, opening his claws and attempted to grab hold of the Fishy. With any luck, his grip would keep him tethered to the virus, and he would attempt to 'ride' the speedy flier like the Metools he initially encountered. If need be, he would curl his legs up to kneel upon the virus, to keep his lower body from getting toasted by the Fishy's jet-like exhaust. It was a risky maneuver, but hopefully the stunt would help disrupt the ambush, or at least get him out of the middle of it.
ACTIONS:
1. Dodge
2. Strategic Movement: jump out of the way of the incoming Fishys
3. RageClaw1: FishyA {Attempt to hang on and ride the virus as it passes by} (40dmg Slashing)
As RiderMan cruised forward, a pair of armored tank-like viruses lay ahead, and started to move as well in an attempt to keep their distance from the Navi. RiderMan kept his motorcycle stance and started to weave as he saw their turrets start to move.
More opponents to fight! Good, I was about to get bored!
The crimson, chrome, and black navi started to pour on the speed, his engine growling excitedly while he carved a smooth slalom path in the ground. His body banked smoothly from side to side as he weaved over the ground, very much like the motorcycles he was designed around. It looked like he was in a very strong position to take out the lone pair of viruses, but a familiar howling noise echoes behind him, turning the tables and revealing the other end of the pinscher-style ambush.
Now it's getting interesting, let's see what these viruses do! In the meantime, please send me a RageClaw, Charles.
Chuck, who was watching intently at the screen the entire time, seemed to be awoken from a trance by the voice of his navi, it seemed the meds were making him space out a bit. He blinked a few times and tried to shake his head, but was greeted by a sharp pain in his collarbone area, reminding him of the shattered bone. He winced and reached for the chip, before slotting it into the PET. RiderMan continued to weave from side to side, taking sharper turns each time, allowing him to turn his head back to watch the Fishy viruses and wait for them to make a move. He confirmed the upload of the chip, but kept it from manifesting until the assault begins.
He assumed the viruses ahead would fire, but there was a chance they would hold their barrage to prevent an inadvertent attack on their own allies. Regardless, he needed to keep moving, not only to evade their fire, but to keep an eye on the viruses behind him with each turn he made. He hoped for the Fishys to capitalize on their superior top speed and engage, but he thought himself prepared for such an assault. He watched and listened, hoping to hear the roar of their afterburners and see the viruses surge towards him.
As soon as he would have heard or saw the start of their attack, he would have put his plan into action. Orange flames briefly flashed out of his twin exhausts, followed by the feverish howl of his engine with a burst of acceleration, causing his front tires to lift into the air, popping into a wheelie. His front tire separated and quickly stopped, allowing the panels on the right half to fold out and reformat themselves into a set of sharp, hook-like claws. He took one last chance to glance back to see which of the three Fishy viruses would reach him first, and twisted his hips and legs to steer him directly in front of said virus. Still surging forward, he crouched down, coiling his legs like springs before leaping almost straight up and separating his rear tire while he angled back into a smooth backflip. His final chance to locate the position of the targeted Fishy would have been as soon as he could crane his head back as he went inverted. His lower tire halves kept spinning to keep him in control of his flip, and to keep him moving if he happened to miss and ended up simply somersaulting over his target. The reflection of the Fishy would have been seen on the blue visor over RiderMan's face, overlaying his glowing green eyepiece.
In a blur of movement, RiderMan thrust his right arm down, opening his claws and attempted to grab hold of the Fishy. With any luck, his grip would keep him tethered to the virus, and he would attempt to 'ride' the speedy flier like the Metools he initially encountered. If need be, he would curl his legs up to kneel upon the virus, to keep his lower body from getting toasted by the Fishy's jet-like exhaust. It was a risky maneuver, but hopefully the stunt would help disrupt the ambush, or at least get him out of the middle of it.
ACTIONS:
1. Dodge
2. Strategic Movement: jump out of the way of the incoming Fishys
3. RageClaw1: FishyA {Attempt to hang on and ride the virus as it passes by} (40dmg Slashing)
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What RiderMan tried to do was dangerous with little payoff...But that wasn't going to stop him at all. As the Fishys closed in and the Cattacks were ready to fire, the navi made the move and tried to move away from the inevitable chaos. Unfortunately, he did not foresee how fast the leading Fishy was and got more than just a fender-bender from it, but nonetheless, RiderMan was able to get a solid hook over the next Fishy!
The viruses was in a distress, even more so when the Cattacks fired their cannon at RiderMan/Fishys within the confusion. The explosion caught one of the Fishy and the temporarily dazed virus crashed right at the Cattack! Even though the battle seemed to be at RiderMan's favor, the Fishy he was riding on finally took notice on the navi and began to panic (As if the stabbing claws didn't do the trick...), soon picking up speed to lose its unwanted rider!
--Enemies-- (on Grass)
Cattack A: 100 HP
Cattack B: 120 HP
Fishy A: 90 HP
Fishy B: 50 HP
Fishy C: 70 HP
--Allies--
RiderMan.EXE: 115 HP (On FishyB)
--Terrain--
Grass: 80% (Upper area)
Sand: 20% (Lower area)
The viruses was in a distress, even more so when the Cattacks fired their cannon at RiderMan/Fishys within the confusion. The explosion caught one of the Fishy and the temporarily dazed virus crashed right at the Cattack! Even though the battle seemed to be at RiderMan's favor, the Fishy he was riding on finally took notice on the navi and began to panic (As if the stabbing claws didn't do the trick...), soon picking up speed to lose its unwanted rider!
--Enemies-- (on Grass)
Cattack A: 100 HP
Cattack B: 120 HP
Fishy A: 90 HP
Fishy B: 50 HP
Fishy C: 70 HP
--Allies--
RiderMan.EXE: 115 HP (On FishyB)
--Terrain--
Grass: 80% (Upper area)
Sand: 20% (Lower area)
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The Fishy hit RiderMan with an audible thump, causing the sting of pain to bounce through the Navi's body, but it further fueled his motivation to keep up the attack. Other than the slight collision with the Fishy, his attack was rather successful. It looked like their ambush was thrown into chaos, with viruses shooting and crashing into each other. The virus upon which he rode wasn't immune to the chaos, and started to frantically speed up and try to throw RiderMan off.
Quake1, quickly!
Charles looked like he was starting to get sucked into the battle, his hand was shaking slightly and his heart rate was up; one could tell thanks to the EKG-like device on his bed showing how rapidly his heart was beating. He slotted in the requested chip, causing a large weight, identical to the powie attacks from the previous battle to materialize overhead. The shadow of the large object covered one of the Cattacks before the weight started to fall, hitting the ground with a loud bang and causing the ground to crack and rupture from the impact and hopefully stomping the tank virus flat as a pancake.
RiderMan shifted his focus back to trying to stay on the Fishy, holding on tight as the virus sped up. It wouldn't be too much of a problem for him, since he was created for operating at high speeds; his lightweight frame and aerodynamic design would help him stay in control. He was still hopefully heavy enough to interfere with the virus's attitude and trajectory, and started to lurch his body to the side in an attempt to cause the virus to turn towards the Cattacks. If he got the fishy lined up, he would have tried to keep the Fishy on course, before driving his body down at the last moment to push the virus to the ground. He didn't want the fishy to just zoom over the tank virus, he wanted it to smash into it.
He knew the impact would cause the pair to separate, or send them both hurtling in some direction, likely spinning erratically from the collision. He planned for this, and would spread his arms and legs outwards after impact, and make his tires spin as fast as he could. His engine would howl loudly and propel his wheels to a blur, hopefully creating a gyroscopic effect and halt any sort of tumble quickly. As soon as he would have gotten his orientation steady, he would have discarded the Fishy by chucking the virus towards the Cattack. He wouldn't be too heartbroken if he missed, it was a high possibility, but he really would have just needed to separate from the Fishy. After such an impact, he figured the virus would be nearly uncontrollable and not worth the risk.
ACTIONS:
1. Quake1: CattackA (100dmg + Impact + Medium Area Cracked Terrain)
2. Hang on, try to use body weight to steer the virus into CattackB
3. RageClaw1: FishyB to CattackB (20dmg Impact)
Quake1, quickly!
Charles looked like he was starting to get sucked into the battle, his hand was shaking slightly and his heart rate was up; one could tell thanks to the EKG-like device on his bed showing how rapidly his heart was beating. He slotted in the requested chip, causing a large weight, identical to the powie attacks from the previous battle to materialize overhead. The shadow of the large object covered one of the Cattacks before the weight started to fall, hitting the ground with a loud bang and causing the ground to crack and rupture from the impact and hopefully stomping the tank virus flat as a pancake.
RiderMan shifted his focus back to trying to stay on the Fishy, holding on tight as the virus sped up. It wouldn't be too much of a problem for him, since he was created for operating at high speeds; his lightweight frame and aerodynamic design would help him stay in control. He was still hopefully heavy enough to interfere with the virus's attitude and trajectory, and started to lurch his body to the side in an attempt to cause the virus to turn towards the Cattacks. If he got the fishy lined up, he would have tried to keep the Fishy on course, before driving his body down at the last moment to push the virus to the ground. He didn't want the fishy to just zoom over the tank virus, he wanted it to smash into it.
He knew the impact would cause the pair to separate, or send them both hurtling in some direction, likely spinning erratically from the collision. He planned for this, and would spread his arms and legs outwards after impact, and make his tires spin as fast as he could. His engine would howl loudly and propel his wheels to a blur, hopefully creating a gyroscopic effect and halt any sort of tumble quickly. As soon as he would have gotten his orientation steady, he would have discarded the Fishy by chucking the virus towards the Cattack. He wouldn't be too heartbroken if he missed, it was a high possibility, but he really would have just needed to separate from the Fishy. After such an impact, he figured the virus would be nearly uncontrollable and not worth the risk.
ACTIONS:
1. Quake1: CattackA (100dmg + Impact + Medium Area Cracked Terrain)
2. Hang on, try to use body weight to steer the virus into CattackB
3. RageClaw1: FishyB to CattackB (20dmg Impact)
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With the materialization of the giant Powie on top of the Catack, the tank virus had no chance, and squished it into oblivion. Still swooshing about on the Fishy, RiderMan somehow managed to keep his bearings, and steered the virus into one of the other tanks. His ballsy maneuver managed to cause the remaining Fishy to completely miss him on their dashes, while the Catack was too disoriented to fire at all.
--Enemies-- (on Grass)
Cattack A: DELETED
Cattack B: 85 HP
Fishy A: 90 HP
Fishy B: 30 HP
Fishy C: 70 HP
--Allies--
RiderMan.EXE: 115 HP (Crashed but awesome)
--Terrain--
Grass: 70% (Upper area)
Cracked: 10% (Dearly departed Catack A)
Sand: 20% (Lower area)
--Enemies-- (on Grass)
Cattack A: DELETED
Cattack B: 85 HP
Fishy A: 90 HP
Fishy B: 30 HP
Fishy C: 70 HP
--Allies--
RiderMan.EXE: 115 HP (Crashed but awesome)
--Terrain--
Grass: 70% (Upper area)
Cracked: 10% (Dearly departed Catack A)
Sand: 20% (Lower area)