Optimism, Soul, and Peerless Resolve!

Seraphim looked at the viruses, his head tilted to the side as he rose to his feet. Something seemed to be wrong with Erin, and asked her a question dealing with this, as he surveyed the viruses, wondering what exactly she was doing.
"Erin, is everything alright?" The navi asked curiously, reasoning that something could be wrong with his operator as he backed away from the viruses slowly, ready to "Run" from them, although the move itself might even fail, he'd be ready anyway.
"No, I'm just checking this new program out. And installing a couple things into it for fun. Here, I'll let you test it out." The girl said, hitting the "Run" command for that particular program, setting an insidious change into place. Seraphim noticed the change first, naturally, a small chain necklace appearing around his neck, a small white orb dangling from it. With a flash of light, the orb suddenly glistened with multiple lights, the colors ever shifting, one to another, one to another, changing in light as the navi looked at the orb, flicking it with his fingernails as more changes took place, data on his arms changing, a gauntlet disappearing, the right handed one growing and becoming concealing of the lower arm, the costume of Seraphim.exe altering altogether as the navi looked at these changed, not even noticing as some of his hair suddenly grew out, becoming extremely spikey, looking at the gauntlet as suddenly, he was assaulted by a hail of strange voices, which seemed to appear in his mind, one after another, a barrage of nonsense which pealed over each and every other voice.

"Use the combo on them, Use it now! Use Down Left Right Up B A! It'll defeat them in a flash! You could also use Down Left B, if that's too... 'complex' for you, Seraphailure..." An arrogant voice rang out, above others, causing Seraphim to bend over, clutching his head, letting go of the small orb. What was this? The navi didn't know what to do, what was happening...

" Welcome to the world of monster battling, Seraphim you'll be targeting these viruses, heading for the Energyballs first, or possibly the Will o' the wisp, that is, if you can aim properly. Do you know how to aim? To do so, you must position your "sword-mesh-gun", letting my targeting do the work, then fire your weapon in their direction, finding that, you may continue after this has been completed." A higher voice rang out, obviously female. It made obvious comments, making the navi, already puzzled, collapse to his knees while pressing on his head. Maybe it was a cutscene? Maybe he was dreaming?

" HEADSHOT NECESSARY TO DEFEAT ENEMIES. STRAFE SKILLZ ALSO NECESSARY. BUY GRENADE LATER, FOOL. GO GO GO!" This voice made Seraphim just collapse, removing his hands from his head to use them to keep himself even slightly up, looking around wildly for the source of the voices, his eyes wide with panic before a glaze seemed to pass over his eyes for a slight instant, and then a cold hardening of his features, as if everything seemed older to him, as if he had had multiple tragic instances occur to him.

"Seraphim, I have reviewed their Hit point values, but the wisp has deceptively low hit points. It is best to think that it is instead a not so frontal-assault, which can be accomplished by stepping sideways and hitting the reaction command, which will allow you to evade their attacks while launching some attacks of your own. This will-" The female voice was abruptly cut off by the coarse arrogant one, which made a quite sexist comment, then resorted to making comments of strategy.

"Shut it, woman! You don't know anything about the power of combos! We can rack up a 43 hit easily on these guys, and definitely a Mortality!" The voice in the new Seraphim's mind yelled out, contradicting the other voice, and a angry presence seemed to exude from the female voice, who didn't make a further comment, but the navi did.

"That's enough. Get yourself in gear, Argo. Tem, you shut up for once. Ishmael, what's necessary to take down these things?" The changed navi striding toward the viruses, pointing the sword-mesh-gun at them as he slowly reviewed his options. They weren't many, but he'd be able to master these options and destroy the foe, even if it was one by one.

"AIM CAREFULLY, SHOTGUN NOOB." The voice pointed out to the navi, giving a slightly important piece of information which Seraphim processed, as the other two personalities impotently raged.

" What the hell do you mean, Seraphailure? You can't beat them without me! You need my moves! Without me you can only use simple combos like B B B! " The voice shouted out, causing Seraphim to just glare into space, mostly at the viruses as he pulled to the side, viewing the viruses like one would view that of a simple amount of enemies to defeat, then pulled up the weapon and blasted at the foes, with the simple words "Shot gun," Flowing from his mouth, he then endured a bit of Tem's opinion.

"It would be best to follow the badly planned shot gun attack with a Boom Erang, as it might be able to end their threat here and now." The voice announced, as Seraphim considered this option once more, waiting for a second opinion as he raised the weapon once more, carefully taking aim at the group of viruses as Ishmael spoke his opinion briefly.

"USE HAX." was the only words he could get from Ishmael. Seraphim nodded and blasted the weapon, a whisper of "Boom Erang" echoing from his lips as he withdrew from his furious attack on the enemy, and retreated slightly to a less violent spot on the battlefield, bobbing slightly as he waited for the enemy and their attack, Argo raging in his mind, all but ignored now, while Ishmael and Tem stayed relatively silent, Tem referring to multiple sources of data that he could use to deal more damage to his foes and such.

1][RassCross:Level 1] +5 to recovery chips, Recov type, some cosmetic changes.
2] Shotgun [50] [Splash, general foes]
3] Boomerang [120 to elec,] [general foes]
4] Prepped dodge

Two energyballs fall to the boomerang, but as the Wisp comes up, the shotgun blasts it, but it presses it'self into Seraphims body, adding yet another personal demon ^^ As he tries to dodge the energyballs, his body locks up, shocking him!

Will O'The Wisp: 9
ENGBall (Blue): DELETED
ENGBall (Blue): 100
ENGBall (Blue): DELETED
ENGBall (Blue): 100

Seraphim 95HP <POSSESSED>
((FFVI Shadow ripoff powers activated.))

((Translation: can I possibly join in here, since my group seems to be falling apart as well?))
OOC: Me too.
((Eh, nevermind. I'll be gone this weekend and will probably be back just in time for the event.))
Seraphim's head spun with the jibes and retorts of the alternating personalities, which seemed to swoop in to destroy whatever self-confidence he had left. He struck out at them weakly, attempting to make them stop, but that was impossible, with their bearing down upon him, and their vile comments. His eyes half-closed, he reached a hand out woozily, his vision almost completely blurred. What... Could he do? What could he accomplish? Nothing?

"YOU ARE BUT A PUPPET LIKE THIS." Ishmael echoed, Seraphim flinching at this, turning his head to the side, his expression growing quickly sorrowful. What... was he worth? Did he have any worth at all? Could they continue on without him? Without his guidance? ...

" Seraphailure! Can't you do Anything?!?" Another voice echoed out, in his mind, Seraphim slipped another notch on the scale, his feelings falling down on a steep slope, his mind fracturing and breaking apart.

" Agreed. You should give the Administration position to a higher Authority. You can do this by pressing the D pad in the following sequence..." Tem trailed off into a series of "Up down right left" and diagonals as Seraphim clutched his head shaking it. He couldn't be worthless. He couldn't. Could he? He stared at his hands, reasoning it out, as his hands shook before him. Could he really do anything right? Was he doomed to failure?

"I-... I---" Seraphim noticed his limbs glowing with a purplish aura as the personalities took control, their various forms taking their own limbs, Argo taking his right arm, Tem taking the legs, Ishmael taking his other arm. He was a puppet to their demands after all.

".." Erin couldn't say anything, she was helpless. She couldn't even encourage her navi... There was nothing good to encourage, after all. She shrugged and sat back, selecting chips and slotting it in. Curiously enough, her navi completely rejected them, the chips unable to process for some reason. She stared at the PET in shock. Maybe it was an error? She made another attempt, slotting the chips in, which promptly came out the same way.

"No..." She spoke, as her navi seemed to jerk around, then fallto the ground, kneeling, as his body glowed and seemed to burst out with light in some places, almost looking like a strobe. What was happening?


"Get... Get out!" The navi screamed, he wasn't whole, but he could make whatever this was leave his body, "Get out right now!" He yelled, meaning both the wisp and the personalities.

"I'm not your puppet!" Was his cry as his body was wreathed with light and his thoughts were no longer clouded with mocking words. He fell to the ground, light departing from his body, channeling into a small orb in front of him, then shooting into the pendant he wore.

"A first-class FIGHTER won't lose- Urgh... As easily as that..." He spoke, the wounds still deep as well as raw as he slowly rose to his feet, swaying as he did. He clutched the pendant, and it glowed. The voices flooded into his mind once again, his demons, petulant childs of demons and ghosts of the past. He almost welcomed the hate and sorrow they brought him from memories lost long ago.

"...Kid used Up Down Right B. Maybe he can do something, the Seraphailure." The arrogant voice mocked him, but not as badly now, the voice seemed more gruff and less intent to hurt evident in the voice.

"SO YOU CAN MANAGE YOUR SELF SOME TIMES. TRY MORE HEAD SHOTS NEXT TIME SO YOU WON'T HAVE TO DEAL WITH THIS." There was no variation in the tone, so Seraphim couldn't really tell if the voice meant it or not. Seraphim smiled anyway, gathering courage himself.

"..." Tem didn't even speak, the normally talkative program silenced by the Navi standing up for himself. The silence she gave out seemed more malice than awe, however, but Seraphim was satisfied as long as she kept silent, all would be good there.


1-4] Get Wisp Off.
Will O' The Wisp: DELETED
ENGBall (Blue): DELETED
ENGBall (Blue): 100
ENGBall (Blue): DELETED
ENGBall (Blue): 100

Seraphim 95HP

Seraphim forces the Wisp from his body, and somehow manages to delete it in the process. The remaining ENGBalls merely stare in silence...
Serahpim chuckled sadly, as the wisp spiraled into bits of air, the personal battle hadn't been for nothing after all. He slowly raised his arms, ready for yet another fight as he whipped the blade to his side and charged, the edge of the blade glowing ominously as Argo cheered, yelling out the name of the combo as the navi charged.

"That's Up up right down left B! Pull it off now! Wooo!" The arrogant voice was filled with glee as Seraphim ran down the ENGball, making a quick whack at it to try bat it into its ally, then moved side ways, as he yelled out the name of the attack, "Finisher! Rag Eclaw!" before leaping to the side, strafing as he went, as Tem instructed him on the proper way to attack, and Ishmael roared out the proper way to strafe.

" You strafe by pressing left while holding down the mouse. This can deal minimal damage over a large radius, and would be wiser to Headshot. Ishmael, if you'd be as so kind..." Tem abruptly ended the lesson, her voice still somewhat... grudgingly sadistic as she handed over instruction to Ishmael, who didn't hesitate in describing what to do, Seraphim appreciating it greatly.

"FRAG 'EM" Was all that the personality said, but it made sense, after a small consideration of words. Seraphim looked up to see Erin, and asked her a simple question.

"Are there any Bombs I could use?" he asked, looking at the final twin monsters as he raised his weapon, expecting an answer. His hopes were not high, but at least he could ask her, as having a quick source of bombing would be the easiest way to end this round. After all, these enemies weren't exactly the quickest around.

"Yes, actually. There is something called a 'Corn shot'." The girl said slightly disgustedly, finishing up her explanation, "It fires corn, apparently that does explode." In to what, she didn't mention, mostly because she didn't know, but also because she wished not to make a sarcastic remark at this time, her navi had gone through enough trouble at this time.

"What, does it explode into Popcorn?" Argo asked sarcastically, filling in the gap that Erin hadn't bothered to fill, as Seraphim closed his eyes, sighed, then glared into space.

"I didn't ask you. Corn Shot." He spoke as he leapt above them, blasting the two with what looked like yellow bullets, then landed behind as the said bullets exploded in what looked like a suspiciously white formation of kernels before they burst into multiple shards of data, the data flooding away and leaving a scene which reminisced somehow into the fading away of memories, the fading away of all that was good in the world, as the navi shook his head, banishing those memories and leaving nothing but want to destroy these viruses.

He raised the weapon and sneered, as the voices and memories coalesced into a single blast as he sent the viruses on their way with a series of blasts from a usually useless weapon, magnified into a burst shot, with a trailing off of words... "Baru Kan."

1] RageClaw [20 to two remaining Engballs, shove together]
2] Cornshot [50*2]
3] Vulcan [10*3, splash]
4] Vulcan [10*3, splash]
Seraphim pushes both balls together, then fires away with his corn. The Wood attack quickly finishes both and he then wildly begins firing into the mess, even though there ain't anything left to hit.... but better safe then sorry.

Will O' The Wisp: DELETED
ENGBall (Blue): DELETED
ENGBall (Blue): DELETED!
ENGBall (Blue): DELETED
ENGBall (Blue): DELETED!

Seraphim 95HP

Rewards: 850z
"We have to go to something we signed up for now, Seraphim. Hopefully, it won't take too long." Erin spoke, directing Seraphim to Netfrica.