Broadside does not let up on his foes, even for a moment.... As the second steel spike of his TwinFang1 strikes the second Firepheonix, Broadside fires a follow-up shotgun blast, intending to delete the injured virus with a wall of lead. He shifts his aim back to the first Firepheonix, and fires a second shotgun blast, sending a cloud of deadly projectiles flying at the flaming bird. He then turns his gun sideways, and ejects the spent magazine onto the ground, without stopping.
As the Navi turned towards the SpikeyEX, still running, his Net-Op spoke to him suddenly, sounding a little amused... "Alright, I'm sending you a few more chips to finish them off with."
Broadside nodded as he received a Shotgun, a Guard1, and a Magbolt1 a moment later, and slung his rifle back over his shoulder once again. He then brought his right arm around, braced it before his body, and activated his Guard1, causing a white riot shield to appear. He charged towards the hellhound, behind the cover of the shield, as he activated his Magbolt1. Once he got to a point just outside of melee range, Broadside brought his right arm up, his fist charged with electricity, and flared the boosters on his pack for a split-second... Riding the force of the rocket boost, he suddenly entered melee range and threw his punch at his fiery foe...
--Summary--
1: Shotgun @ FirePheonix B (50 Null + Spread 1)
2: Shotgun @ FirePheonix A (50 Null + Spread 1)
3: Charge at Spikey while defending w/ Guard1 (Reflect 60)
4: Jet-assisted right-hook w/ Magbolt1 @ SpikeyEX C (90 Elec + 10 bonus Elec + Stun1)
Recreational... busting... run??
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They all die.
SpikeyEXA: DELETED!
SpikeyEXB: DELETED!
SpikeyEXC: DELETED
FirephoenixA: DELETED
FirephoenixB: DELETED
Broadside.exe: 140 HP
-Victory-
Get: Phoenixshot, 850z
SpikeyEXA: DELETED!
SpikeyEXB: DELETED!
SpikeyEXC: DELETED
FirephoenixA: DELETED
FirephoenixB: DELETED
Broadside.exe: 140 HP
-Victory-
Get: Phoenixshot, 850z
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"Targets eliminated." Broadside said as he walked over and retrieved the chip and Zenny data, then sent it to the PET.
Jared smiled at his Navi when he received the data, and shared his excitement at the payoff... "Nice! Keep this up, and you'll be getting another upgrade soon. Good work."
"Acknowledged. I'm searching for another virus signal now."
And Broadside did just that...
((Requesting Battle 3))
Jared smiled at his Navi when he received the data, and shared his excitement at the payoff... "Nice! Keep this up, and you'll be getting another upgrade soon. Good work."
"Acknowledged. I'm searching for another virus signal now."
And Broadside did just that...
((Requesting Battle 3))
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The virus signal comes through loud and clear. Broadside hustles his massive metal butt towards it, and finds a nest of Ninetails tucked away in a secluded corner of the 'Net. Before he gets anywhere near, they leap up and their eyes flash a dangerous red.
A couple of magnet virii pop out too, for good measure.
NinetailsA: 150
NinetailsB: 150
NinetailsC: 150
NinetailsD: 150
NinetailsE: 150
MagtectA: 90
MactectB: 90
A couple of magnet virii pop out too, for good measure.
NinetailsA: 150
NinetailsB: 150
NinetailsC: 150
NinetailsD: 150
NinetailsE: 150
MagtectA: 90
MactectB: 90
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"I've encountered a nest of viruses. I'm moving to get a better read." Broadside said as he moved in closer. "Virus type: Ninetails. Quantity: 5. Threat assessment: L--" Broadside was interrupted as the viruses sprang from the ground, growling. When the Magtects appeared, Broadside spoke more quickly, relaying the sudden turn of events to Jared... "Ambush.--" (Jared sat up, and selected 6 battle chips to send Broadside, and started to slot them in as his Navi spoke..) --"Ninetails and Magtects advancing. All melee types. Sen--"
"--nding chips. ElecReel1, PheonixShot, TwinFang1, Windbox, Guard1, and Sword." Jared smiled... "Yano, if you hunt for viruses, this is eventually bound to happen. Use whatever you need, and I'll prepare your next set of chips."Broadside nodded, knowing his Net-Op spoke the truth... "Affirmative. Executing untested battle strategy."
With the word "Strategy", Broadside unslung his Guard Rifle, and loaded a data magazine containing the ElecReel1, the PheonixShot, the TwinFang1.... and the Windbox? Object or no, he loaded it... then held out the rifle, and pulled the trigger, changing his Guard Rifle from a mere hand-weapon to a 50 Caliber gun emplacement with a pair of built-in gust generators mounted on either side of the turreted gun....
Broadside reached out and grabbed the trigger grips of the heavy machine gun, and released the safetey, causing the WindBox aspect of the weapon to issue forth its great gale... He then swung the weapon around, circling in the opposite direction, and lined up on the closest virus, a Ninetails... And pulled the trigger.
Broadside strafed the virus group with the gun, firing a hail of ElecReel1 bolts like machine gun rounds at everything that looked like a virus... The weapon kicked with the recoil every shot, making using this weapon harder than it looked at first glance. Electrified shell casings flew from the side of the weapon with every shot, forming a pile at his feet as the bolts flew down range.
The ElecReel data spent, Broadside yanked the chambering lever, and switched chips. He then walked his fire back over the group again, firing flaming bursts of PheonixShot1 data at the first three Ninetails his aim crossed... The weapon's recoil was a great deal less with this type of ammunition than with the ElecReel, making his shots much easier than before...
All too soon the data gave out... Broadside yanked the lever for the chambering slide again, and switched to his last chip: the TwinFang1. He then continued filling the air with "lead", firing the spikes at the last two NineTails. Having gotten used to firing the weapon, Broadside was able to pick his targets for each shot, then firing with fair ease...
The last data casing ejected from the heavy caliber gun, and fell into the pooling pile of casings clinking at Broadside's feet. The wind had kicked up so much dust that he could not see the results of his attack...
He waited for more data...
Summary: (Gun emplacement strategy)
1: WindBox (100 HP Object + Wind Effect)
2: ElecReel1 @ NineTails Group (100 Elec + Group Attack)
3: PheonixShot1 @ NineTails A, B, & C (70 Fire + Wide Attack)
4: TwinFang1 @ Ninetails D & E (70 Null x 2 targets)
Windbox: 100 HP
"--nding chips. ElecReel1, PheonixShot, TwinFang1, Windbox, Guard1, and Sword." Jared smiled... "Yano, if you hunt for viruses, this is eventually bound to happen. Use whatever you need, and I'll prepare your next set of chips."Broadside nodded, knowing his Net-Op spoke the truth... "Affirmative. Executing untested battle strategy."
With the word "Strategy", Broadside unslung his Guard Rifle, and loaded a data magazine containing the ElecReel1, the PheonixShot, the TwinFang1.... and the Windbox? Object or no, he loaded it... then held out the rifle, and pulled the trigger, changing his Guard Rifle from a mere hand-weapon to a 50 Caliber gun emplacement with a pair of built-in gust generators mounted on either side of the turreted gun....
Broadside reached out and grabbed the trigger grips of the heavy machine gun, and released the safetey, causing the WindBox aspect of the weapon to issue forth its great gale... He then swung the weapon around, circling in the opposite direction, and lined up on the closest virus, a Ninetails... And pulled the trigger.
Broadside strafed the virus group with the gun, firing a hail of ElecReel1 bolts like machine gun rounds at everything that looked like a virus... The weapon kicked with the recoil every shot, making using this weapon harder than it looked at first glance. Electrified shell casings flew from the side of the weapon with every shot, forming a pile at his feet as the bolts flew down range.
The ElecReel data spent, Broadside yanked the chambering lever, and switched chips. He then walked his fire back over the group again, firing flaming bursts of PheonixShot1 data at the first three Ninetails his aim crossed... The weapon's recoil was a great deal less with this type of ammunition than with the ElecReel, making his shots much easier than before...
All too soon the data gave out... Broadside yanked the lever for the chambering slide again, and switched to his last chip: the TwinFang1. He then continued filling the air with "lead", firing the spikes at the last two NineTails. Having gotten used to firing the weapon, Broadside was able to pick his targets for each shot, then firing with fair ease...
The last data casing ejected from the heavy caliber gun, and fell into the pooling pile of casings clinking at Broadside's feet. The wind had kicked up so much dust that he could not see the results of his attack...
He waited for more data...
Summary: (Gun emplacement strategy)
1: WindBox (100 HP Object + Wind Effect)
2: ElecReel1 @ NineTails Group (100 Elec + Group Attack)
3: PheonixShot1 @ NineTails A, B, & C (70 Fire + Wide Attack)
4: TwinFang1 @ Ninetails D & E (70 Null x 2 targets)
Windbox: 100 HP
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((NOTHING HERE))
The Ninetales were almost all wiped out by the lightning, fire, and fangs. One is left standing, too afraid to move. The Magtects just kind of sit there, the wind blowing in their faces.
NinetailsA: DELETED
NinetailsB: DELETED
NinetailsC: 50
NinetailsD: DELETED
NinetailsE: DELETED
MagtectA: 90
MactectB: 90
Broadside.exe: 140 HP
Windbox: 100 HP (3)
The Ninetales were almost all wiped out by the lightning, fire, and fangs. One is left standing, too afraid to move. The Magtects just kind of sit there, the wind blowing in their faces.
NinetailsA: DELETED
NinetailsB: DELETED
NinetailsC: 50
NinetailsD: DELETED
NinetailsE: DELETED
MagtectA: 90
MactectB: 90
Broadside.exe: 140 HP
Windbox: 100 HP (3)
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J.T. spoke to Broadside over the noise of the wind-generating-turbines while he slotted in a ZapRing1: "I'm sending you more ranged chip data for your... uhh..." Jared trailed off as he looked at the strange object, completely at a loss. He picked up the next chip...
Broadside, on the other hand, knew exactly what it was, and what to do with it. He loaded the data into the HMG and yanked the slider, readying it to fire. He then took aim at the first Magtect, braced himself, and pulled the trigger. The 50-Cal fired the ring of electricity just like any other bullet (if you ignore the fact that it couldn't possibly have ft in the barrel), ejecting a casing as it did so...
As the casing came to rest at Broadside's feet, Jared blinked... Only in the net can you find a weapon that fires projectiles larger than the barrel. He shook his head, amused, and slotted in a Shotgun...
...Which Broadside immediately loaded into the gun and chambered, while shifting his aim to the sole remaining Ninetails. Once the fox was in his sights, Broadside closed his hands on the trigger-grips, and took the recoil as the gun fired a canister round's worth of metal pellets at his target in a spray, instead of the normal cloud-effect. And another 10 casings flew from the gun...
J.T. sent Broadside another shotgun as the last casing landed, stepping up the pace a bit. The Navi shifted his aim again, as he readied his next attack, and settled the cross-hairs on the second Magtext. The bolt clicked, and he pulled trigger again, sending a second deadly spray of lead flying down-range while the gun buzzed like an old combustion engine with a bad starter.
10 casings later, the short burst ended, and Broadside was already loading and chambering the next chip's data... He surveyed the scenem looking for anything to line up on, and hose down...
His trigger finger had an itch....
Summary: (still behind the custom object)
1: ZapRing1 @ MagTectA (40 Elec + 10 Bonus Elec + Stun 1)
2: Shotgun @ NineTailsC, Spread @ a target of opportunity (50 Null + Spread 1)
3: Shotgun @ MagTectB, Spread @ a target of opportunity (50 Null + Spread 1)
4: Shotgun @ Anything left, Spread @ a target of opportunity (50 Null + Spread 1)
Broadside, on the other hand, knew exactly what it was, and what to do with it. He loaded the data into the HMG and yanked the slider, readying it to fire. He then took aim at the first Magtect, braced himself, and pulled the trigger. The 50-Cal fired the ring of electricity just like any other bullet (if you ignore the fact that it couldn't possibly have ft in the barrel), ejecting a casing as it did so...
As the casing came to rest at Broadside's feet, Jared blinked... Only in the net can you find a weapon that fires projectiles larger than the barrel. He shook his head, amused, and slotted in a Shotgun...
...Which Broadside immediately loaded into the gun and chambered, while shifting his aim to the sole remaining Ninetails. Once the fox was in his sights, Broadside closed his hands on the trigger-grips, and took the recoil as the gun fired a canister round's worth of metal pellets at his target in a spray, instead of the normal cloud-effect. And another 10 casings flew from the gun...
J.T. sent Broadside another shotgun as the last casing landed, stepping up the pace a bit. The Navi shifted his aim again, as he readied his next attack, and settled the cross-hairs on the second Magtext. The bolt clicked, and he pulled trigger again, sending a second deadly spray of lead flying down-range while the gun buzzed like an old combustion engine with a bad starter.
10 casings later, the short burst ended, and Broadside was already loading and chambering the next chip's data... He surveyed the scenem looking for anything to line up on, and hose down...
His trigger finger had an itch....
Summary: (still behind the custom object)
1: ZapRing1 @ MagTectA (40 Elec + 10 Bonus Elec + Stun 1)
2: Shotgun @ NineTailsC, Spread @ a target of opportunity (50 Null + Spread 1)
3: Shotgun @ MagTectB, Spread @ a target of opportunity (50 Null + Spread 1)
4: Shotgun @ Anything left, Spread @ a target of opportunity (50 Null + Spread 1)
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THEY DIE
NinetailsA: DELETED
NinetailsB: DELETED
NinetailsC: DELETED
NinetailsD: DELETED
NinetailsE: DELETED
MagtectA: DELETED
MactectB: DELETED
Broadside.exe: 140 HP
-VICTORY-
Get: Varitail, 900z
NinetailsA: DELETED
NinetailsB: DELETED
NinetailsC: DELETED
NinetailsD: DELETED
NinetailsE: DELETED
MagtectA: DELETED
MactectB: DELETED
Broadside.exe: 140 HP
-VICTORY-
Get: Varitail, 900z
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Broadside deactivated the windbox data as the last virus dissipated into the net. He slung the guard rifle back over his shoulder and was just picking up the chip and zenny data when Jared suddenly spoke to him, sounding a little worried...
"Broadside, we just got an E-mail from Erin. It looks like her Navi has gone out of control, and is attacking friend and foe alike. I'd like you to investigate the cause of this phenomenon." Jared smirked, knowing what he was about to say sounded really odd coming from him, but his Navi would understand at least... "There may be friendlies and hostiles in the area... The Navi is currently located in Net-Square. You up for this?"
"Affirmative. Moving to Nav location now." Broadside said as he ran towards the Net-Square portal he'd used to get here....
Help was on the way....
"Broadside, we just got an E-mail from Erin. It looks like her Navi has gone out of control, and is attacking friend and foe alike. I'd like you to investigate the cause of this phenomenon." Jared smirked, knowing what he was about to say sounded really odd coming from him, but his Navi would understand at least... "There may be friendlies and hostiles in the area... The Navi is currently located in Net-Square. You up for this?"
"Affirmative. Moving to Nav location now." Broadside said as he ran towards the Net-Square portal he'd used to get here....
Help was on the way....
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"Bwahahahaha!" shouted a Navi that fell from the sky that landed right in front of Broadside between him and the portal, "I've got you now, gi-hey." It was a small chubby Navi with various pairs of lingerie as 'armor'. "You're no girl," the Navi said with an angry look on his face. He took two panties from the one on his head and ran at Broadside in a blind frenzy. Waving around the panties in his hands as if they were harmful weapons, he bumped against Broadside and fell backwards. "Gaaaaawd, are you made of steel!? How am I supposed to eliminate male Navis if they're made of STEEL!?" he said as he rubbed his chubby head with the pairs of panties and his eyes closed. "I'll just get rid of you!" he shouted as his eyes shot open, laughing maniacally as he threw around thousands of panties.
Before Broadside could even react to this, he was buried under a pile of panties and was somehow placed somewhere else in the Net. A single panty remained on his head while the rest disappeared without a trace, revealing the new place to Broadside.
Before Broadside could even react to this, he was buried under a pile of panties and was somehow placed somewhere else in the Net. A single panty remained on his head while the rest disappeared without a trace, revealing the new place to Broadside.